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DI TENGAH MALAM AKU MEMBACA KEHIDUPAN

2011-05-01T03:25:00.000+08:00

Di setiap tengah malam

sering aku fikirkan

tentang nasib anak bangsa

yang sudah lupa

yang sudah lalai

terhadap tanggungjawab nya

tanggung jawab kepada bangsa

tanggungjawab kepada negara

tanggungjawab kepada agama

dan yang terpenting

tanggungjawab terhadap ibu dan bapa

remaja kini sibuk

ke hulu ke hilir

dengan motosikalnya

mencari mangsa untuk di kalahkan

mencari mangsa untuk di tewaskan

mencari mangsa untuk memuaskan

nafsu dan keinginan hati berjalan seiring

melakukan apa saja tanpa memikirkan akibatnya

yang penting

apa yang dia hajati

pasti saja akan di kabuli

sehingga kini ku masih berfikir

apa kah nasib masyarakat ku akan datang

adakah akan terus di belenggu kemiskinan

apakah akan terus di belenggu dengan

sikap malas dan suka meminta-minta

adakah akan terus di belenggu rasa takut

rasa takut untuk bersaing

rasa takut untuk melawan

rasa takut untuk ke depan

dan biarkan diri di tindas

biarkan diri ketinggalan

biarkan diri di tewaskan.....

bangunlah wahai bangsaku

fikirkanlah tentang masa depan

fikirkan tentang anakmu

fikirkan tentang bangsamu

fikirkan tentang masa depan masyarakat mu

fikir dan pilih lah jalan mana yang kau pilih

dan kini

di tengah malam ini

aku masih lagi berfikir tentang kehidupan

kehidupan yang mana sesuai dengan

masyarakat ku.............

Reiki Stories

2010-06-26T16:15:00.000+08:00

Heart Healed
I sort of bumped into Reiki. In 2000 I wasn't feeling well, and after a lot of tests I was told that I had had a silent heart attack. I have diabetes. I was told that I needed a heart catheterization, so one was scheduled. I live in a rural area and traveling to Syracuse, New York, was necessary. There was also a two-week wait. During this time I went with my partner to a college graduation party. There I met a woman who asked me if I was feeling OK. We discussed a few things, and then she asked me to come to her house during the week. Our schedules were pretty full and the only night I could go was the night before I traveled four hours to Syracuse for the test. I went, not knowing what I was invited for. She asked me if I had ever heard of Reiki, and I had not. She asked if she could do a treatment—what did I have to lose? The treatment was wonderful and lasted about an hour. I became very calm, then very emotional—such a release. When she was done she let me talk about anything I needed to talk about. I felt so loved, protected, and different. I had the procedure the next day. I was scared; I won't deny that. During the treatment I began to cry; fear was taking over. The doctor told me to look at the monitors. There must have been ten of them against the wall. He then told me what he saw, and didn't really understand. He said there was a very healthy heart on the screens, very healthy. There was no evidence of a heart attack, just a small valve problem. After the procedure he came to my room to talk with me. He said that he was sure I had had a heart attack—the echo, ultrasound, etc., had all indicated that I had, but there was no evidence of a heart attack. He didn't understand it, he said. I said I did. After I got home the next day I called my friend, my Reiki teacher, and told her the story. At that point my desire to know and use Reiki began. She was a Reiki Master, and from her I too have learned. Do I believe the Reiki made the difference? Yes, with all my heart and spirit. I tell this story when I teach Reiki, and always become emotional, as I am now.

—Kay

Doctor Uses Reiki
I’m a 30-year-old medical doctor from Romania, and I have two healing stories I would like to share with you.The first one is about a young woman (22 years old) who just ran away from the hospital because she was very afraid of the surgical intervention the doctors wanted to perform on her, in order to remove the 7-cm cyst (confirmed on an ultrasonography) on her right ovary. She contacted me on the telephone (she heard about me from a friend); fortunately for her, I was available, and I went to her that very evening. She was lying in her bed, with her boyfriend and the family gathered around her, and she was having a very intense pain in her right lower abdomen... she was hemorrhaging and was feeling really ill... At that time I had a pretty good perception of the aura, and I saw a hole in her right lower abdomen, about at the location of her right ovary, through which her energy was leaking. The rupture was caused by an energetic aggression of some kind in her aura. That’s where she was having the pain, she told me. So I started the first healing session using distant Reiki, not hands-on, from classical Reiki and from Karuna Reiki® and Seichim - over the "diseased" area, and over her entire organism. After one hour and 5 minutes, the area where she had the pain was literally "numb" (she described it exactly like that) - she did not feel the pain anymore - and she got off her bed and asked for something to eat.In the following days I performed another 2 (shorter) healing sessions (she was already feeling much better), and after that her doctor saw on the ultrasonography that the 7-cm cyst was completely gone! The second one was a case closer to me - someone in my family was having intense abdominal pains and severediarrhea that day (probably an alimentary intoxication from spoiled aliments). She took some medication, but to no avail... and finally, at 10 o’clock in the evening, she called me and asked me to help her. So I asked her to sit down in an armchair, and instructed her how to relax and breathe calmly, with her eyes closed. I began passing her symbols (mainly, power symbols and calming ones) - and after 30 minutes her abdominal pain was gone, and she went to bed and slept soundly that night. The next day all the trouble was gone. As a doctor, and as a holistic medicine practitioner, I believe Reiki can be one of the many powerful healing systems - too good to be described even in many, many words - and I am opened to dialogues and sharing experiences with others.

—Adrian Petre, M.D.

Reiki Helps Hodgkin's Lymphoma
This past December, my 20-year old Niece was diagnosed with Hodgkin's Lymphoma. She was told she would receive 8 sessions of chemotherapy every other week and she would need to look for a wig by the second treatment for she would lose her hair. I began to send long distance Reiki to her in December. But after her first session of chemo, she needed daily injections of a drug to keep her white blood count up while the chemo wiped out her immune system. Since I am a nurse and live close to her I saw her daily for two weeks to give her injections until she was confident to do them herself. I of course offered her Reiki each visit. The first visit was between her first and second chemo session and she had just returned from shopping for wigs, none of which she bought because she did not like any. I said in passing to her while giving her the Reiki, "Wouldn’t it be nice if the divine energy saw to it you could keep your hair?" She said. "Yes of course", and we both forgot about it. As each session of chemo passed, her doctor and all of the other "bald" patients in the department where astounded she was not losing her hair. The physician said if she didn’t lose her hair by the fourth session, she would not lose it. He was totally amazed and said he never saw anything like it!

My Niece is now getting her radiation and doing fine. She had minimal sickness after the chemo sessions, where most people suffer tremendously with nausea and vomiting. This type of Hodgkin's is a very curable cancer, so I’m not surprised my Niece is doing so well. The miracle is in having no hair loss and also minimal sickness during the hard doses of chemotherapy.

—Gerri Delmont RN

Reiki and Prostate Cancer
With the thought of promoting Reiki, I called an assisted-living center to offer an Introduction to Reiki class with free mini-Reiki sessions. When I asked the social director if he was familiar with Reiki he said, "Let me tell you my story," and proceeded to tell me that he had been recently diagnosed with prostate cancer. His massage therapist, Reiki Level II, had been told by a psychic that he (the social director) needed to receive three treatments in close succession by three Reiki healers. I quickly set things in motion and our team performed Reiki on Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday. No other treatment was given. Prior to treatment his test confirmed he was 4.0 and his doctor diagnosed that he had prostate cancer. The Monday after we completed the three treatments he was again tested. On the following Wednesday he called to say the test results showed 0.3 and that he was free of cancer. He remarked that in all of his life the test results were never that low. I am so honored to have been a part of his healing. I feel honored to be called by Reiki, a major part of my life.

—Phran Gacher, Stamford, Connecticut

Reiki Heals Infection
A friend of mine went into the hospital for some reconstructive surgery due to breast cancer. After a couple of weeks, I saw her husband and inquired about her health. He was devastated and told me that she had developed a severe infection and had been running a fever of 104 degrees for several days and the doctors did not know where it was coming from. He said they believed her organs could begin to shutdown. I asked permission to visit her the next day, which he later called to tell me she accepted, and I began to send Reiki to her immediately. Upon my arrival the next morning, she looked wonderful! I asked her how she was and she said it was amazing. She woke up that morning and her temperature was completely normal. She felt great! The doctors had no explanation for her healing. She then asked me to explain Reiki to her and before I had finished, she took my hands and placed them on the site of her infection, closed her eyes and said, "Just do it." My friend is now home recuperating with her family. I thank God everyday for her health and this beautiful gift of Reiki.

—Kathleen

Uteral Malignancy Healed
My workmate Denise was diagnosed with a growth in her uterus. They took blood samples, biopsies, and ultrasounds. They showed a malignancy. She is just twenty-one and has five-year-old twin daughters and is one of the hardest workers I have seen, completing four certificates in tourism and a diploma in youth counseling in the years since having her daughters. She also works full time. I gave her two short treatments of Reiki hands-on and also each night I sent her Reiki. I also asked friends to pray for her and told them we had a month to heal her before the surgery to remove the growth. I also asked Archangel Raphael to heal her.

The surgery was scheduled for this week and she had to go in for a pre-op consultation. They couldn't find the lump. They redid all the tests and searched and they found a little bit of scar tissue where the lump had been and no further signs in her blood. Thank you to all who became involved and helped this dear girl, and Thank You to Raphael.

—Margaret McGuire

Reiki Heals Stroke
I recently had a patient who suffered from having a stroke. He experienced a mild weakness on his left side and great difficulty walking because he could not balance, was dizzy and had double vision. He fell a lot and couldn't walk outdoors. Also, he reported that he felt like worms were crawling in his head. He saw a neurologist, neuro surgen, and a balance therapist with no improvement and in fact his symptoms got worse as he began vomiting.

I started giving him Reiki treatments and cranialsacreal therapy, followed by balancing exercises. After four treatments, this 83 year old gentelman recovered completely. Now he can drive, and go for walks with no complaints - no double vision and his head is back to normal. Each time he recieved a treatment, he went into deep relaxation within 30 seconds and said it was a heavenly feeling. Reiki can do miracles.

—Hima Dalal, Lexington, S.C.

Reiki and Cancer
I was diagnosed with ovarian/paratonilee cancer. I was not given a good prognosis. With extensive Chemo treatments, I stood a good chance- without- maybe I had 6-9 months. I had just lost my husband within two years, I had two adorable kids ages 12 and 11. At that time, they had lost their Dad and now Mom was real sick. I had extensive surgery and was faced with chemo, which I didn’t want to do as I had seen what chemo had done to my husband. I was not a happy camper, but wanted all best odds in my favor so I decided to go with the chemo. After my second chemo treatment, I saw a long time friend of mine. Her family and she herself have dealt with this situation before within her family. She came up to me and said " I am not going to send you flowers, I am going to come over to your home and do Reiki on you as my gift." Reiki, I said, what is this? I wanted to live and I wanted to do anything to make all options work, so I accepted her offer.

After the first treatment, I felt relaxed, calmed, and very good. Almost, rejuvenated. My Reiki Master had said to me after the second treatment she had seen many little black balls firing through my abdomen while treating me. I thought this strange. That night, about five hours after she had left, I had an experience in the bathroom, which is hard to describe. However, after completed, I felt strongly that "all the cancer was gone out of my body". I called a nurse and a doctor and after tests, they agreed that all the cancer was gone, but could not explain this since I had had only two chemo treatments and they thought I would need many more. I also have to say that my faith has been renewed and I look forward to a long and happy future.

I began my journey with Reiki that night and I am now a cancer survivor for a third time over 26 years. I plan on seeing my children graduate from college, get married and have my grandchildren.

To date, I am about to celebrate my two-year anniversary from that surgery and I am feeling good and going on with life. I have introduced my family members to Reiki and I have progressed to a Reiki Two level. There is a lot to this, and I will continue to practice and heal. I am living proof that it works. My doctors cannot explain how well I am doing- but they suggest " just keep on doing whatever it is!"

—Lee Spence, Chagrin Falls, OH

Reiki Saved My Tooth
Dear Mr. Rand: A few months ago I had an abscessed tooth. I had an appointment scheduled for a root canal and crown when I realized that I hadn't signed up for dental insurance at work and that the bill would be more than I could afford. I asked my husband to try some Reiki on my tooth (the side of my face). The pain was gone.

I called the dentist to cancel the appointment and he suggested that I come in just to see. I went in, he x-rayed, and there was no problem. Since then the tooth has twinged every now and then, but I've had no more problems with the kind of pain I'd been having.

—Fran

Reiki Heals Hearing
Several months ago when I was still a level 2 practitioner and my husband was level 1, we offered a friend of ours a Reiki treatment in barter for watching our Umbrella Cockatoo, Chela and our cockatiel, Fred. Before the treatment she kept asking if we could do something for her shoulder and while we made no promises, we told her that she would, at the very least, feel much more relaxed. As the treatment progressed, she *did* become much more relaxed, but I also noticed that my husband spent a great deal of time working on her head and neck area...he kept being guided back to two particular spots. When the treatment was over, our friend got a very quizzical look on her face and asked me to whisper something in her left ear. I just sort of shrugged and whispered something inconsequential that made little sense. Her eyes LIT up and she repeated it back to me. It was at this point that she told us that she had been clinically deaf in that ear since she was 4. She says that her shoulder is still the same, but now she hears like a bat.

—Maria Myrback

Pet Healing with Reiki
I am so grateful to be able to share Reiki with those around me. My youngest daughter became so interested as she observed the effect Reiki had on me that she began to request that I read my Reiki books to her at night. At age eleven now, she has been attuned to Level II. We have woven Reiki into all aspects of our day and are blessed by it.

We found an injured cat recently and brought it to the vet clinic. She had lost most of an ear and had an open wound down her entire left side, about two inches wide. Remarkably, there was no infection. She was glad to have attention and was responsive. We named her Hope. Two days past before it hit me, duh-h-h-h as my kid’s say- use Reiki. With only a ten-minute session that evening, the next day the exposed tissue had turned from a dark red color to light pink. With just a few minutes each day her healing intensified. The wound was so responsive to Reiki. Within twelve hours after a mini-session the healing was visible to the eye. I am continuously reminded of the gift that Reiki is for our lives. Many blessings to you all....

—Gaywynn Gaude'

Burn Healed
Dear William, One morning I was making myself a cup of tea and while pouring the hot water into the cup, I accidentally poured the boiling water over my hand! In agony, I ran it under cold water, then grabbed ice from the freezer and held it onto my hand while doing Reiki on it. I had to repeat the ice and then continued with the Reiki for about 15-20 minutes while having a phone conversation. When I hung up I looked at my hand and saw that there was absolutely no sign of a burn! Nothing! I was so very grateful because years ago I had a similar accident and had to spend the night with my hand in an ice bucket and went through all the blistering etc. that goes with such a burn. I seem to have success with "right away" Reiki. I have staved off several nasty bruises and a very painful banged knee by applying Reiki immediately to the injured area!

—Tony

Reiki Heals Depression and Back Injuries
Dear Mr. Rand: In 1978, I had a very bad accident at work, which resulted in many problems in my back, stretched muscles, herniated discs, arthritis, pinched nerves, and more. I spent a lot of time at chiropractors, doctor’s offices, using pain pills and the like. In 1992, I slipped and fell on a patch of ice as I was leaving work. More herniations, pain, a broken arm and another trauma to contend with. I spent nearly 2 years in bed, depressed, many pills to numb the pain, and was quite a mess. Then I went to a high school reunion, as my friend urged me to, and she helped me have the strength to go. She told me about taking Reiki, and explained what it was. Desperate to be helped without pills, we both took the class and I could not believe the difference! It was like a miracle. My strength got better, my depression lifted, and I had positive energy, and began letting go of the negative feeling I had for so long! I am not fully healed, but can walk, even swim a bit, take an arthritis aqua class, walk on a treadmill which is a miracle in itself for 15 to 20 minutes a day, I also do not eat much red meat, I cannot believe the difference! A miracle indeed! I have Reiki II and practice on self and others and everyone I touch feels so wonderful and transformed by it. I cannot speak enough of this great art. It will always be a great part of my life. I will be taking more classes in the future. Respectfully,

—Bonnie Kemp, Kingston, PA

Reiki Scanning Detects Mass
I had a skeptical friend, who, after I took Reiki I, rolled his eyes and said, “Sure, you can Reiki me, whatever that is!” As I was scanning his body, I was particularly drawn to his left chest area, and particularly his areola. My hands, in an instant, turned to ice. It was a feeling I can't really describe. I couldn't ignore this. I stopped and my hands continued to be ice (which he felt and was stunned). I had to put my “nurse hat” back on and begin to palpate and assess, and much to my amazement, there was a very large mass in his chest wall. Although he felt the cold, he was reluctant to go the doctor, so I dragged him kicking and screaming. The surgeon brought in his resident, as he had “never seen anything like that.” They immediately scheduled surgery and removed a very large mass that, had it been left any longer, would have put pressure on his heart and he would have died. This was my first (and most memorable) experience with Reiki. It still amazes me, and this was over a year ago. I know we crossed paths for a reason. Light and love,

—Lyn Martin RN, BSN, LMT

Ligament Healed
I was on my annual trip to Acapulco, Mexico, for New Year’s. On New Year's morning, during the last gasps of the New Year's party (approximately 5 a.m. ), one young Mexican man slipped on the marble floor where it was wet and really hurt his leg. His friends took him to the local hospital. He came back and had not broken his leg but had torn his ligament, which is potentially more serious.

I placed my hands around the injured area on his leg just above his knee. Immediately my hands began to heat up. I would shift positions around, but it was clear there was some serious energy flowing through my hands. He said it felt very warm and tingly. I kept at it for roughly twenty minutes when suddenly what felt like a bolt of lightning went through my hands and into his leg. It was not in any way painful but shocked both of us, to where I pulled my hands away and he jumped. We looked at each other, and he said, “What happened?” I told him I honestly didn't know; I had never experienced that before. What happened, as near as I could figure after speaking with other Reiki healers, is that the injury was fairly substantial and the healing energy simply wasn't going through fast enough. So it apparently was a “bolt” of healing energy that shot through me into his leg.

I asked him how he felt and he said the pain was almost gone; it was no longer throbbing and stabbing as it was before. He profusely thanked me and said it felt so much better. After that, I gave him twice-daily Reiki treatments, although no more bolts went through me. The hospital had told him it would be an eight- to ten-week healing period. I heard later through our host in Acapulco that his injury was substantially healed in five weeks, according to his doctor in Mexico City. Again he passed on his thanks to me through our host and said that he was telling everyone he knew in Mexico about Reiki healing and how it helped him. I was very proud of this healing experience and learned very much.

—Mauro Montoya

Collarbone Grows Back
Monty Jans was riding his motorcycle on September 9, 2000, when he had an accident. He severely injured his collarbone to the extent that it could not be surgically repaired and a 3 1/2-inch section had to be removed. The surgery took place the day after the accident at Medicine Hat Regional Hospital in Alberta, Canada. The surgeon, Dr. Robert Martin, told Monty, who was 14 at the time, that the collarbone would never grow back and that he would have a dysfunctional shoulder the rest of his life.

Cecile Petra, an occupational therapist concurred, based on her experience. Cecile was also a Reiki practitioner and offered to give Monty Reiki treatments to relieve the trauma and to speed up the healing of the incision. She gave him two treatments per week for six weeks.

Just before his 6 week follow up with the surgeon, Monty said that he felt something hard where the incision had been made and asked Cecile what she thought it was. She told him it was just scar tissue.

However, after x-rays were taken, the surgeon declared that the boy had a new collarbone. It had grown back and the surgeon could think of no explanation about how this could have happened. This was difficult for Cecile to believe also, but she looked carefully at the before and after x-rays and also at the section of bone that had been removed and stored in a freezer at the request of the boy. The results were indisputable. A miracle had taken place.

What is amazing is how fast this happened. Normally, even a simple fracture will take six weeks to mend, but in this case, the entire missing section of the collarbone grew back in this period of time. Monty continues to enjoy the full, unrestricted use of his shoulder.

Severe Injuries Healed
Another boy had a motorbike accident and received very serious injuries. A car hit him. Both arms and legs were broken, his neck was fractured, both lungs were punctured with one lung having to be removed, and part of the liver had to be removed. He was on life support and his doctor gave him a 5 percent chance to live.

A friend began sending distant Reiki to him and saying prayers and also asked many other Reiki people to do likewise.

The following week he came off life support, two weeks later he was out of danger, another week later he was out of the hospital, and three months later he was up and walking around. With the help of Reiki he went from having a 5 percent chance to live to being 95 percent recovered in three months!

Operation Cancelled
Sonia Carlile, a Reiki practitioner, received a phone call from a concerned husband. His wife had been suffering from severe neuralgia pains in her face for six years. The pain was present 24 hours a day and she had had several operations, which were ineffective, to stop the pain. The pain continued and even the strongest pain killers didn’t help.

The pain was so severe and had gone on so long, she agreed to have a brain operation, to stop the pain. The operation was scheduled to take place at Groote Schuur Hospital in Cape Town, South Africa.

Sonia agreed to provide Reiki before the operation, but her purpose was just to help the woman relax and prepare her for the operation. She worked with her chakras and spent a long time with her. But then remembered a technique of extending her Reiki fingers. She tried this and imagined her extended fingers going into the face where the pain was located. She felt a ridge on the bone and sent Reiki for about 2 minutes at which point the ridge vanished. The woman reported that the pain was gone and burst into tears. The pain didn’t return and the operation was canceled.

Cancerous Tumor Healed
Penny Hayward had a client come to her with a distended lower abdomen. She had been sick for several months. An X-ray had revealed a large tumor, and the doctors said it was cancerous. She was scheduled to have an operation the next week.

She received three hour-long Reiki sessions that week. On the day she was to check into the hospital, during a final treatment, Penny saw a large black ball surrounded by sparkling light lift from her abdomen and rise up into the air until it disappeared through the ceiling. The other healers present saw it, too.

The client checked into the hospital, and when the doctors examined her, they couldn’t find the tumor. They did another x-ray, but it didn’t show on the x-ray. Still not ready to accept this, they did exploratory surgery, and still no tumor could be found.

She received chemotherapy as a precaution against the possibility that some of the cancer cells may still have been present, but the tumor was gone!

Prostate Cancer Healed
The social director at an assisted living center had been diagnosed with prostate cancer and was scheduled for an operation. His PSA test was 4.0 and it was confirmed that he had cancer. He had told by a psychic that he needed three Reiki treatments by three Reiki practitioners in close succession for his condition.

Phran Gacher of Stamford, Connecticut along with two other Reiki practitioners to give the treatments. No other treatment was given. Shortly after, the man was tested again. His PSA was now 0.3 and he was free of cancer!

Multiple Sclerosis
Jan had been suffering from multiple sclerosis for ten years. She had been unable to walk for much of that time and her eyesight was affected. She felt she had received benefit from a Reiki treatment she had received and was ready to try more and signed up for a Reiki II workshop with Sharon Carrington.

At the workshop, Jan received Reiki from seven women. They used byósan scanning and located the energy responsible for her MS, which was in her solar plexus. Using Reiki along with some Karuna Reiki® chanting, the energy block was sent up into the universe.

Since the time of the Reiki class and treatment, Jan has been free of all symptoms!

Heart Healed
Arie Deshe, a Reiki practitioner had a friend with heart problems. The friend had high blood pressure and a blocked heart artery that required an angioplasty operation. Arie began giving her Reiki treatments--three full treatments per week for two weeks.

After receiving these treatments, her blood pressure dropped and she began sleeping like a baby. Then when she went for the operation, x-rays revealed that she no longer needed an angioplasty and there was no need to operate. These positive benefits have remained for over three years!

Distant Reiki and Cancer
Mary Ronge had been practicing Reiki for about a year when a friend of a friend called to say she had been diagnosed with two kinds of lung cancer. The doctor told her she had only three weeks to live. She was 47 years old and had a four-year-old daughter.

Mary began sending Reiki every night at 6. The woman that reported she felt a warm feeling during those treatment times. After a few days receiving Reiki, the woman reported that she felt she wasn’t going to die and Mary promised to continue sending Reiki.

After several months, her doctor called to find out what she had been doing as her recent tests indicated that no cancer remained in her body. She was completely healed.

Reiki and Meningitis
Beatrice sent in a healing request to the International Center for Reiki Training (ICRT) for a seven-year-old girl who had suddenly taken ill and had all the symptoms of meningitis. She had swelling around her brain, became unconscious, and was rushed to Guy’s hospital in London, where she was put on life-support. The parents were told the little girl might be brain-damaged--if she regained consciousness--and that she might not be able to breath on her own. They were told also that at some point they might need to decide to switch off life support and let her die.

After the healing request was sent in, she improved, was taken off life support and allowed to go back home. Not only could she talk, but she was dancing and singing. She attends school, but continues to be monitored and does require some physiotherapy for one leg. But this has been a profound recovery!

Tumor Disappears
Howard Northrup’s girl friend experienced excruciating pain in the area of her right kidney. She had had kidney stones in the past and thought this could be what it was. The doctor performed a test, which showed a tumor on the right side about the size of an egg and wanted to do a closer look with a cystoscope. The cystoscope procedure was scheduled for the following week. His girl friend was in great pain and the doctor give her some pain pills. These worked at first, but the pain worsened, and she had to take more of the pills until they were all gone. Howard offered to do Reiki to relieve the pain.This worked and she fell asleep. When she awoke in the morning, the pain was still gone.

When the cystoscope procedure was performed shortly after, her doctor said he couldn’t believe what he saw--nothing. The tumor was gone. A second more experienced doctor who had reviewed her tests also did a full look around her bladder, but found nothing.

My thoughts,my words and my.........

2009-12-17T23:25:00.001+08:00

I orchestrate my mornings to the tune of coffee..

My eyes are an ocean in which my dreams are reflected..

Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year..

Remember, it is better to light one little candle than to curse the darkness...

Relationships are like glass. Sometimes it's better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together.

Unspoken words just silent tear drops...these tears melt through my skin as they drown & fall.....

The heart is happiest when it beats for others...

When hearts listen, angels sing....

One thing you can't recycle is wasted time....

Stranded

2009-12-09T01:55:00.001+08:00

“Hi” & “Hello” is our simple beginning

What follows is true but astounding

Part of our lives we shared to one another

Trust and respect are always there.

Everyday is just so exciting

My worries disappear when we’re talking

You taught me to believe and live

To be myself and not grieve.

Everything was gone instantaneously

Waited for your buzz patiently

Spend the days thinking carefully

On reasons of feeling lonely.

Finally, I found the answers

I was held up on a journey

Falling in love and falling apart

Now I found myself with my love for you

Suddenly stranded

Reflections

2009-11-22T17:46:00.000+08:00

Have you ever passed by the mirror and glanced at the person staring back at you and not recognized who it is??

Reflections of ones self are not always what you see on the outside.

The heart has it's own reflection, unseen, but felt so strongly, sometimes we try to run away from it. Thinking if we run fast enough and far enough, we'll out distance the truth that dwells within. A truth that there is no where to hide from, because it dwells within us, not something we can cover up with makeup or a smile.

Look in your partners eyes...what do you see reflected there??
Love, indifference, tolerance??

What ever you see or feel in any reflection, is your doing. Each one of us has the power to control our re-action to any one else's actions.

If you question your reflection and what you see , feel or don't feel anymore,
especially if in a relationship, you need to find out why or why not.
Running from yourself and your own unhappiness will only make you more miserable.

Running or straying from a relationship, where the reflection is not the desired one you wish to see or feel, is not the solution.

The solution is to calm the ripples you see on the suface, so that the current underneath doesn't develope an undertow that will drag you down, or your partner, and make you lose site of yourselves.

If you can't calm the inner turmoil, at least be honest to everyone involved, including yourself.
No-one deserves dishonesty in a relationship. If you fall out of love, and do not want, or can't stay, then leave. That is the only fair action you can take.
Stepping outside the relationship, to seek what you feel you lack, is not the answer.

NEVER !! underestimate what your reflection reveals to others. If you feel guilt or shame....love and happiness.......unhappiness, or trapped.....those emotions will be reflected in your eyes.

Your eyes are the mirror of your inner most desires and those who look, will see what you, either, wish to reveal or what it is you are trying to hide.

Peace

2009-11-08T17:10:00.001+08:00

when children are too scared to go to bed and sleep

you know the world has fallen too deep

bombs going off as warning threats

soldiers laughing and making bets

killing each other has become a game

yet they live on – without any shame

boys playing cops and robbers with plastic

is where they learn and plan their best tactic

boys so young, being dragged to war – for who?

fighting for reasons that they don’t want to

see where mans’ greed has lead

parents weeping when they learn their boys are dead

the whole world is participating in a pointless fight

day time is over, the world is dark as night

innocent people are being destroyed inside

when they said we would be in peace – they lied

babies raped and many left to die

mothers not having a chance to say goodbye

the end is upon our nation

do you think God planned this in His creating?

being sick of all the pain caused by others

we should love each other – be brothers

drugs and prostitution are making our world decay

a part of everything dies each day

we have created a ticking bomb with each crime

except now we watch and laugh by paying a dime

how many times must we hear the children’s’ screams?

there are no such things as ambitions or dreams

when will we all wake up and see?

what the world will turn out to be

when will we realize we need more love?

maybe only when everyone is floating above.

Play Life at a Higher Level

2009-11-08T16:57:00.002+08:00

Do you know of anyone who always blames someone else for their problems, They claim "its not their fault that they are unhappy in their job, don't earn enough money, didn't get enough education"… and so the story goes on.

On the other hand you most probably know someone who takes responsibility for their life no matter what gets thrown at them. They come from a different way of thinking looking for how they can find solutions and get the best results.

Be the driver of your life, not the passenger and stepUP and take ownership of your outcomes and what you want. The joy in your life will come from the journey you create whilst steering your bus in the direction you want to go to and most importantly have fun with it!!!

The Dance

2009-11-08T16:53:00.002+08:00

I have sent you my invitation,
the note inscribed on the palm of my hand by the fire of living.
Don't jump up and shout, "Yes, this is what I want! Let's do it!"
Just stand up quietly and dance with me.

Show me how you follow your deepest desires,
spiralling down into the ache within the ache.
And I will show you how I reach inward and open outward
to feel the kiss of the Mystery, sweet lips on my own, everyday.

Don't tell me you want to hold the whole world in your heart.
Show me how you turn away from making another wrong without abandoning yourself when you are hurt and afraid of being unloved.

Tell me a story of who you are,
And see who I am in the stories I am living.
And together we will remember that each of us always has a choice.

Don't tell me how wonderful things will be . . . some day.
Show me you can risk being completely at peace,
truly OK with the way things are right now in this moment,
and again in the next and the next and the next. . .

I have heard enough warrior stories of heroic daring.
Tell me how you crumble when you hit the wall,
the place you cannot go beyond by the strength of your own will.
What carries you to the other side of that wall,
to the fragile beauty of your own humanness?

And after we have shown each other how we have set and kept the clear, healthy boundaries that help us live side by side with each other, let us risk remembering that we never stop silently loving those we once loved out loud.

Take me to the places on the earth that teach you how to dance, the places where you can risk letting the world break your heart.
And I will take you to the places where the earth beneath my feet and the stars overhead make my heart whole again and again.

Show me how you take care of business
without letting business determine who you are.
When the children are fed but still the voices within and around us shout that soul's desires have too high a price,
let us remind each other that it is never about the money.

Show me how you offer to your people and the world
the stories and the songs you want our children's children to remember, and I will show you how I struggle
not to change the world, but to love it.

Sit beside me in long moments of shared solitude,
knowing both our absolute aloneness and our undeniable belonging. Dance with me in the silence and in the sound of small daily words, holding neither against me at the end of the day.

And when the sound of all the declarations of our sincerest
intentions has died away on the wind, dance with me in the infinite pause before the next great inhale of the breath that is breathing us all into being, not filling the emptiness from the outside or from within.

Don't say, "Yes!"
Just take my hand and dance with me.

This is what True Love is all about

2009-10-14T00:46:00.001+08:00

It was a busy morning, approximately 8:30 a.m., when an elderly gentleman in his 80's, arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.

I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him look at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound.
On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.

While taking care of his wound, we began to engage in conversation. I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife.

I then inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer' s Disease .

As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.

I was surprised, and asked him, "And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are? "

He smiled as he patted my hand and said, " She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is." I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought, "That is the kind of love I want in my life."

True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.

Simplicity Of Life

2009-09-27T00:17:00.001+08:00

Life will be wonderful if everything is Simple. "A Simple Understanding","A Simple Touch","A Simple Word",
"A Simple Love", and all lead to a simplicity of life but yet is the hardest to achieve in this complicated world as not everyone is simplehearted.
You don't have to be my lover to be my special someone, all I need is a simple friend who have a pure simple soul... Someone who I can share my tear, laughter, care & love in a simple friendship... A special someone who we can share a simple life in our simple minds ... A simple wish from me to all the simplehearted people out there...

Lessons Of Life

2009-09-27T00:13:00.000+08:00

I feared being alone
until I learned to like
myself.

I feared failure
until I realized that I only
fail when I don't try.

I feared success
until I realized
that I had to try
in order to be happy
with myself.

I feared people's opinions
until I learned that
people would have opinions
about me anyway.

I feared rejection
until I learned to
have faith in myself.

I feared pain
until I learned that
it's necessary
for growth.

I feared the truth
until I saw the
ugliness in lies.

I feared life
until I experienced
its beauty.

I feared death
until I realized that it's
not an end, but a beginning.

I feared my destiny,
until I realized that
I had the power to change
my life.

I feared hate
until I saw that it
was nothing more than
ignorance.

I feared love
until it touched my heart,
making the darkness fade
into endless sunny days.

I feared ridicule
until I learned how
to laugh at myself.

I feared growing old
until I realized that
I gained wisdom every day.

I feared the future
until I realized that
life just kept getting
better.

I feared the past
until I realized that
it could no longer hurt me.

I feared the dark
until I saw the beauty
of the starlight.

I feared the light
until I learned that the
truth would give me
strength.

I feared change,
until I saw that
even the most beautiful butterfly
had to undergo a metamorphosis
before it could fly.

3rd Serving

2009-09-26T12:59:00.001+08:00

My brew
Brewed itself
And washed
My own cup.
I have drowned
In this well.
My spoon stirs
All doubts.
Sugar’s no use
When something
As stale as this
Blinds the heart,
Abused,
And licked
With a kiss.

Was it a kiss?

I pursed my lips
Upon the scent
Of a bitter brew
In honey.
I pushed the muffin,
Plate-full;
I have been full
Yet hungry.
I sat myself near
The nearest window
And spat;
Spit landing on a cup
Below.
My hot cup turning cold,
And my spoon,
Silver,
Shiny –
How many have I used?
The 4th, 5th, 6th –
I counted 11,
Including you.
This cup of you
Never lies.
It never did
(unlike you).
The froth,
Camouflaged;
The brew,
Good for two.

2nd Serving

2009-09-26T12:57:00.000+08:00

Another cup,
Two more drops –
I wasted my own time
Stirring,
Tasting
What I thought was mine.
Too much sugar,
A quarter of water
And the aroma
Smells familiar.

Bitter?

No.
Made sour by the sweet.
The sweet,
Sweetened by spit.
My own tongue
And spit
Mixed with caffeine;
Indulgence
Is a game
Played fair by two.
Your flair for games
And my flair,
You.
We mixed water
With powder,
Added a heap of sugar.
Where’s the milk?
No honey
Or concentrated brew.
I make one for me
And three-fourths full
For you.
Too hot!
You say,
Too hot for your taste.
And so, I replace yours
With mine,
Careful not to waste
A single drop of caffeine goodness
That I once stirred
And brewed myself –
Once,
I believed
You deserve nothing
But the best.

A homeless girl

2009-08-23T21:28:00.000+08:00

She sits in the dark ally way, alone, curled up next to a rusty, old garbage bin. She is trying to keep as much heat with her as possible. Her clothes - dirty, urine stained, rags and her long, messy, tangled, black hair are the only things keeping her warm.

A stream of tears roll down her cheeks but she makes no sound as she hears shot guns and screams of worried women getting fainter and fainter. She covers her ears with her small hands and squeezes her eyes shut, recalling happy memories of family dinners. rice, fried chicken and fruit salad, a blanket for her food - and she scrapes her plate clean with a smile and a satisfied tummy. Suddenly she hears a loud rumbling noise, like a volcano about to erupt, and she is forced back to reality. Her stomach is in pain; hungry, begging to be fed.

A bright gold flashes in the thin strip of sky she can see, and it lets out a loud "bang!". Another colour flashes, this time pink, then red and green. Her dark-brown eyes widen, showing amazement and happiness for the first time in ages. The colours reflect in her eyes as her cracked lips mouth the word "fireworks".

Everything is now quiet, except for the angry shouts of drunks, far in the distance, and some jeepneys blowing their horns. All the children have gone home, safe and sound, snug in their warm beds. Laying flat on the cold ground, her skin is numb from the cold wind and she feels left out. A loud rumble comes from her stomach again as she rolls over moaning. The brick walls on either side of her are towering over her and she feels small and hopeless.

A dog hoots softly near by as she rests her eyes. Humming a tune to a song her father would always sing to her. She hears it echo down the alleyway and goes back to her dreams, where things are happy and she is safe. Living in the past, she hides from the world she lives in today.

untitled

2009-08-22T14:57:00.002+08:00

Yet another night gone past when pain has spoiled my sleep. Perhaps I need to increase my pain-killers just to get a full nights sleep. Not something I intend to do as I am not keen on tablets at the best of times. Rising early though does have its benefits. I really enjoy the peace and quiet in my house in the early hours.

There seems to be a blessing with every hardship that comes my way. I stayed in my bed after waking and meditated for a while.

I started to think about the desires that were uppermost in my heart, the things that I have longed for, for many a long year. Things that I truly desired to see in this life. Things that I had prayed earnestly for only hours earlier, before my head hit my pillow, yet things that still seem to elude me...

Daydream

2009-08-12T12:59:00.002+08:00

Whenever I day dream,
and day dream I do,
in my secret garden,
I day dream of you.

I day dream of you,
in a faraway land;
embracing me tight
and holding my hand.

Holding my hand,
and touching my face.
Just you and me,
in this peaceful place.

In this peaceful place
a pristine river flows.
Where the unicorns run,
a breeze always blows.

A breeze always blows
and sings of a song;
our love in a place
where you're never gone.

Where you're never gone
is as it would seem,
from dusk until dawn,
whenever I day dream.

And whenever I day dream,
and day dream I do,
in my secret garden,
I day dream of you.

The Pots

2009-08-12T12:49:00.002+08:00

An elderly woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck. One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do. After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream "I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house." The old woman smiled, "Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house."
Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.

(So... to all of my crackpot friends, have a beautiful day and remember
to stop and smell the flowers on your side of the path!)

Medium

2009-08-12T12:46:00.001+08:00

Waking up I smell the scent of coffee on the brew, and I think about the amount of the sweet, I'd like to have in my cup today. One for the two lump, three lump, four. No half of one, no less no more. Just give me a chance, let me make it mine. I'd like a medium blend of that piece of pie.

Not too bitter, not too sweet... Medium. Just enough to start my beat... Medium. Not too bitter, not too sweet... Medium. Just enough to start my beat... Medium.

Dinner time just rolls around, and I think I crave a steak but, I'm not too partial to the meat, when it's cooked too long and I'm made to wait. Not too much of the parsony, and just enough of the spice. I think I'd enjoy a medium-rare dish with a side of fries.

Not too tender, not too tough...
Medium. Not too little, just enough... Medium. Not too tender, not too tough... Medium. Not too little, just enough... Medium. Medium. Medium. Medium. Medium. Just a medium. Medium.

Tale of a Gothic Princess

2009-08-08T12:21:00.000+08:00

Princess Dominica looked so beautiful

All dressed in black

With white make-up and dark purple lips

She sat on the throne so full of majesty

The onlookers were dazzled by her beauty

And worshipped the ground she walked upon

The King was not well

And expected to die soon

And the Queen had died long ago

So the young princess would soon rule the Kingdom

Everyone was impressed with her intelligence and grace

She carried out her duties without question or complaint

And she would always greet new visitors with a smile

Once the audience was over she would return to her rooms

In the privacy of her own room she would cut her wrists

And let the blood pour into a bowl

She would force food down her throat until she could eat no more

Then she would go to the lady’s room and be violently sick

Underneath all her garments she was painfully thin

She felt so much pressure to be beautiful

She had many suitors but none that she loved

A stranger from abroad arrived one day

And stole her heart

But he was not a suitable match for a princess

A handsome sailor of common stock

She pleaded with her father to let her marry

But he doggedly refused her request

One night she took the blade

And slit both her wrists

Not a cry for attention

But an attempt to take her life

Living was a torment to her

The expectations too high

The rewards lacking in true value

Her dead body was found the next morning

And all the towns folk mourned her death

The beautiful princess had departed this land

And headed off above the clouds

To find a happier resting place

A traditional Gothic funeral was held

To celebrate her life

Many fine words were said

And then her body was buried

Under a thousand red roses

Her Cousin Isabella was now next in line

And took over the royal duties

A heavy burden for a fifteen year old to deal with

“So many souls are sacrificed on the road to glory”

Bingkisan Harian Manusia... Adakah ia Benar Berlaku...

2009-08-04T09:53:00.000+08:00

Manusia didalam pelembahan..dalam kekalutan kehidupan metropolitan.

Apakah yang dikejar-kejarkan?? Sesuatu yang indah sering diimpikan, yang pahit sukar dilupakan dan mengapa sukar memaafkan?

Siapa daku di mata hati dan perasaan manusia...

Sudut kecil hatimu mencoretkan kelemahan yang sukar diatasi. Tapi boleh diperbaiki. Hakikat manusia sering di salah erti. Zaman berganti demi waktu yang dicengkam keganasan masa. Resah atau gelisah?? Pencapaian bukan mudah tapi masih dikecapi. Dalam kesingkatan hidupku mencetuskan perjanjianku. Panggung sandiwara di atas pentas ku melakonkan watak-watak keikhlasan. Pengkritik, pengkhianat dan pelbagai lagi...Namun di jiwai oleh melodi yang berentak pasrah. Dinobatkan dicalonkan dalam katogeri berasingan. Menyerahkan segala yang tertulis. Mampukah aku dikau dan sesiapa menolong dan menghamparkan kelukaan yang sudah mengelut di benak naluri...Cuba mencari jalan tapi tidak menepati segala kepuasan akhirnya redha akur menghadapi. Yang nyata kebenaran tiada siapa yang sempurna dan tidak ada yang mampu melakukan segalanya dalam satu masa serentak. Dari itu belajar untuk tidak ragu-ragu dalam membuat keputusan yang kita ambil dan berani menghadapinya. Takut pada risiko itu benar kalau kita tak mencuba dan harungi. Memahami apa yang di ingini dan melaksanakan tugas itu adalah amanah untuk dikotakan dan ia menjadi tuntutan. Memang tiada siapa berhak dalam memutuskan dan mengukur atur langkah kerna manusia ada cara keistimewaan nya yang tersendiri. Lepaskan ia pergi kerna ia akan pulang membawa sebuah impian dan hasrat murni. Pergilah jauh kerna aku tidak dimiliki dan engkau tak dimiliki. Jangan berjalan di bumi ini dengan kesombongan yang menongkat keangkuhan. Tiada batasan dan sempadan antara mereka. Landasan dan garisan membuat diri didalam jaring pemisah. Jangan hanya kerna satu kegagalan kemudian biarkan diri ini patah di tengah jalan..Lihatlah alam dan carilah jalan petunjuk yang menyinari..dari situ ikutlah kata hati. Mudah-mudahan hidup akan bersinar kembali..walaupun gagal di pertengahan. Jangan salahkan takdir kerna itu adalah kehendak diri. Jangan menuding jari pada sesiapa kerna kekurangan yang tersirat mungkin rahsia itu tidak kita cungkil mendalam dan merasa kekurangan. Atas dasar itu kita rasa terpencil dan memendam rasa..pernahkah kita bersyukur atas nikmat diberikan nya...dengan ikhlas dan redha? tersirat dan yang tersurat di jalan ini meneruskan menempuh kehidupan harian dengan penuh keyakinan dan keimanan..

untitled

2009-07-25T23:07:00.002+08:00

Once again i wish to write about happiness
I wish to write about that eternal bliss
About me walking down that straight road
With no bumps and crazy turns
But like I said
I wanted to write about happiness
But sadly this is not the case
I am on a road with so much of sudden curves
That could break the most strongest of nerves
Leading into what I believe has nothing good for me
Alone and cold
Detached from the rest of the world
So the only thing that makes me know I'm real
Is the pain I get once my arm bleeds...

Picture from my mind

2009-07-25T22:55:00.002+08:00

Stayed at home today
The silence prevails in the room
Just the sound of the stove and the falling rains drops
Outside and through my window
The rain falls on the grass and the road
I stand watching the green fields and the sky
Which had covered by a gray clouds
Amazing picture has drown by the god

To be contained…

Yellow Colour

2009-07-25T22:30:00.004+08:00

I am a yellow crayon inside a crayon box
I have no hands and no feet
But if you like to color
I know you and I will soon meet

I’m not used as much as red
Or maybe even green
But I’m always lurking somewhere
In every picture you’ve seen

I am the color of the sun
On a bright summer day
I bring light to the world
And make the darkness go away

I am the color of a canary bird
Flying through the air
With its wings spread wide
It can go anywhere

I am the color of daisies
That you pass by on the street
Children pick them for their mom’s
They make a lovely treat

And I am the color of hope
I’m there when people get down
Just one look at me
And I’ll get rid of your frown

So you see
I’m everywhere you look
I’m in the picture on your wall
I’m in a child`s coloring book

So if you would like to meet me
And have a little chat
Just open up the box
I`m the yellow crayon in the back

The Mask!

2009-07-24T18:36:00.000+08:00

In the world of lies. so many masks are supposed to be used, some are used by only one owner and some by many.
The mask can be classified into vary categories depending on one who classified. The mask having the highest frequency of being used is generally known as the mask of virtue.
'Nobody wants to be a bad guy' is the reason why so many men mask themselves from the fault they did. They left their sin behind and play the role of virtue outside.
However, we all know the truth that every human in this world has both good and bad side. But human try to disguise themselves from the bad side by showing out the good side of them. Human is shy to confess their fault so they have to 'lie'.
Have you ever faced with someone behind the mask? The answer is surely supposed to be 'Yes'. Every ordinary people in the living world, especially living city, has worn the mask intentionally or unconsciously.
The only one thing the world could hope is there's still someone .. just someone .. who still believes in his real virtue, who braves to face with the sin he built and could find the way to continue his life without 'Lie'.

The Best of Portraits

2009-07-11T16:51:00.000+08:00

As I stare closely at my wall clock, I noticed this lizard who patiently waits for this butterfly that was trapped inside my room…Considering the butterfly’s beauty, the patience being shown by the lizard and the 3 hands of the clock, something profound has been portended in my thoughts..
Time.. I’m kind of confused to say that it is gold, because if it is, I’m going to steal millions of clocks in exchange for gold bars. Got it?It is something that those three fumy musketeers inside a clock tried to kill since their invention yet until now they hinge on Eveready batteries just to keep on trying , But I think, somehow, they wont chase time forever in the name of justice...It's a revelation that in time, time must worth nothing as forever will begin in a place of bliss and for some, the place of perdition.
Well for all I know , “Under time’s supremacy, life-satisfaction and a life-loss cling.”
For time is living a life.As for life is death ; as death is for life. Yet time is after God...
Patience… the one that abided on that lizard. (and I felt too eager for him to catch that butterfly.) It is something that chases us often. It is learned after repentance. A thing we spend for shallowness and runs out like an oxygen whenwe’re 6000ft deep into the blue facing a shark of our own image.
Beauty; Shown by the butterfly We all know what beauty is.. Well anyway, I wonder how beauty was sculpted within our perceptions and thoughs. What our conception about beauty was amalgamated with worldly views and tangibility prejudiced over the unseen and meanings.Wherein, that conception created an isolation and worse it ignited discrimination..For beauty is something never been set. It is something being discovered. It is serendipity… It is serenity… It is the wind that lifts our spirit. It is something incorruptible, or, when it does, it never causes depression; for beauty always lies positively. I think thru all of that , only a word meets an exemption: “nature“. It is the nature of an entity...For one's nature must be naturally felt..
Time never owned patience, but, it’s patience who seems to engulf time seeking for beauty..
I say, “There’s nothing so powerful as an idea whose time has come.”
So I let the butterfly flew as I open an east-placed window and embrace the morning's sweet breeze.

a carrot, an egg, and a cup of coffee

2009-07-04T03:10:00.001+08:00

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.
Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire.. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word. In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what you see
"Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied
Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg. Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, "What does it mean, mother?"
Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.
The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water. "Which are you?" she asked her daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean.
Think of this: Which am I?
Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?
Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?
Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor.
If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity?
Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean? May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.
The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can't go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches. When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so at the end, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.

Welcome To My Humble Page: This Dying Soul

2009-06-09T13:00:00.000+08:00

Welcome To My Humble Page: This Dying Soul

RENUNGAN MEMUJUK HATI.....

2009-05-31T02:55:00.000+08:00

Mungkin Tuhan sengaja..
mahu kita berjumpa dengan orang yang salah
sebelum menemui insan yang betul
supaya apabila kita akhirnya
menemui insan yang betul,
kita akan tahu bagaimana untuk bersyukur
dengan nikmat pemberian
dan hikmah di sebalik pemberian tersebut.

Ingatlah...
Apabila salah satu pintu kebahagiaan tertutup,
yang lain akan terbuka
tapi lazimnya kita....
kita akan memandang pintu
yang telah tertutup itu terlalu lama
hinggakan kita tidak nampak
pintu yang telah pun dibukakan untuk kita.

Kawan yang paling baik ialah
seseorang yang anda boleh duduk
didalam buaian dan berbuai bersama
tanpa berkata apa-apa pun
dan kemudian berjalan pulang
dengan perasaan bahawa itulah
perbualan yang paling hebat yang
pernah dialami.

Memang benar...
kita tidak tahu apa yang telah kita punyai
sehinggalah.......
kita kehilangannya
dan juga benar.......
bahawa kita tidak tahu apa yang
kita rindukan..
sehinggalah ‘ia’ datang memberi seseorang

Seluruh cinta anda bukanlah satu kepastian
yang mereka akan menyintai anda kembali!
jangan harapkan cinta sebagai balasan.
nantikan sahaja ia
untuk mekar di dalam hati mereka
tapi sekiranya ia tidak
pastikanlah ia terus mekar di dalam hati anda.

Kerna....
ia cuma mengambil masa seminit
untuk jatuh hati pada seseorang,
satu jam untuk menyukai seseorang,
satu hari untuk menyintai seseorang
tetapi ia..........
mengambil masa sepanjang hidup
untuk melupakan seseorang.

Jangan pandang kepada kecantikan
kerana boleh jadi ia palsu,
Jangan kejar kemewahan
kerana ianya akan susut,

carilah seseorang.....
yang membuatkan anda tersenyum
kerana ia cuma
memerlukan sekuntum senyuman
untuk mencerahkan hari yang suram
Carilah yang membuat hati anda tersenyum.

akan tiba satu ketika
di dalam kehidupan apabila anda
teramat rindu seseorang
sehingga anda ingin mengapainya
dari mimpi anda dan memeluknya
dengan sebenar.

Mimpilah apa yang anda ingin mimpikan ,
pergilah kemana - mana yang
ingin anda tujui dan
jadilah apa yang anda inginkan
kerana anda
hanya memiliki satu kehidupan
dan satu peluang untuk melakukan semua
perkara yang ingin anda lakukan.

Semoga anda memiliki
kebahagiaan yang cukup
untuk membuatkan diri anda menarik,
percubaan yang cukup untuk membuatkan anda kuat,
kesedihan yang cukup untuk memastikan anda seorang insan
dan......
harapan yang cukup untuk membuatkan anda bahagia .

Selalu bayangkan diri anda
di dalam kasut seseorang
jika anda rasa ianya menyakitkan anda,
fikirlah ia mungkin menyakitkan
orang lain juga.

Kabahagiaan seseorang manusia
tidak semestinya dalam
memiliki semuanya yang terbaik
mereka hanya membuat yang terbaik
dalam hampir apa saja yang datang
di dalam perjalanan hidup mereka.

Kebahagaiaan terletak kepada mereka yang menangis ,
mereka yang terluka ,
mereka yang telah mencari dan
mereka yang telah mencuba.
Hanya mereka yang boleh menghargai
kepentingan manusia yang
telah menyentuh hidup mereka.

Cinta bermula dengan senyuman,
mekar dengan ciuman
dan berakhir
dengan tangisan.
Masa depan yang cerah
sentiasa berteraskan kehidupan yang lalu yang telah dilupakan.

Anda tidak boleh
meneruskan kehidupan dengan sempurna
sehingga anda melupakan
kegagalan dan kekecewaan masa silam.

Semasa anda dilahirkan,
anda menangis dan
orang disekeliling anda tersenyum.
Teruskanlah hidup anda
supaya apabila anda mati nanti,
andalah yang akan tersenyum
dan orang sekeliling anda pula
yang akan menangis.

SAHBATKU KEKASIHKU

2009-05-31T02:54:00.000+08:00

Bila kau tak ada disampingku
Aku sangat merindukanmu
Kehadiranmu disisiku
Hanyalah angan dan impianku
Yang tak mungkin akan bersatu

Sahabat maafkanlah aku
Jika aku menyayangimu
Karena setiap kali aku di sampingmu
Aku merasa kau adalah milikku
Tapi semua itu hanyalah ilusi belaka

Yang selalu ada dalam hatiku
Tak tau kenapa semakin lama
Aku bertemu dan dekat denganmu
Hatiku menjadi luluh dan merasa bahwa kaulah
Yang terindah yang selama ini aku cari

CINTA YANG TERLUKA

2009-05-31T02:51:00.000+08:00

Kini aku mulai merasa
Ada jarak antara kita
Tak tau kenapa aku menyesal
Telah ungkapkan isi hatiku

Aku tak ada niat menyakitimu
Karena aku sangat menyayangimu
Aku tak akan meminta balas
atas cintaku
Karena aku hanya ingin kau tau
Betapa tulusnya cintaku

Hati ini terluka saat
Dirimu jauh dariku
Mungkin semua itu salah
Dan kebodohanku terlalu mencintaimu

Kenapa kau tidak jujur
Untuk semua
Dan dirimu telah membuatku
terlalu berharap
maafkanlah atas salahku
mencintaimu teman

SESAL ATAS KEBODOHANKU

2009-05-31T02:49:00.000+08:00

cinta yang terpendam
tak pernah terungkap
bila waktu kan ada
pastikan ku dapat

begitu anggun dirimu
tak sanggup aku menahan
beban rasa yang terpendam
dan akhirnya ku katakan
bahwa aku sayang kamu

ternyata semua itu
mebuat hilang beban rasa
walaupun berakhir penyesalan
namun rasa ini takkan
berhenti menyayangimu

sesalku hanya kebodohanku
kenapa ini harus terungkap
perasaanku bila semua
membuatku jauh dari mu
karena hanya satu yang ku mau
yaitu selalu dekat denganmu
tuk menunggu datangnya waktu

SULIT TUK MELUPAKANMU

2009-05-31T02:44:00.001+08:00

ku tak sanggup saat ingin melepaskan mu karena ku tak ingin jauh darimu
terpaksa aku pendam rasa yang tak mungkin kau terima walau kau telah tau semua atas perasaanku

entah mengapa aku sulit tuk melupakan dan menghapus semua tentang perasaanku yang selalu menggebu

Facebook bollox...

2009-05-31T02:37:00.000+08:00

Its almost 3 in the morning and im on my crazy mode...so..i decided to venture into Facebook...used my 11 year old yahoo mail account...my yahoo showed that i have 113 contacts in face book...
Damn...looking threw the list of ppl...and i found soooo many folks from back then...my schooling days...but... that would result to me getting wif the pack...and joining the herd...and i dont wanna do that...this world is sooo small....one can only imagine the posibilities of bumping into a fellow aquantence...but thats not what i want....what i want is ...to broaden my horizens...and not stick to this one single gene pool....i want to break free from this community totally....i need to....in order to discover more...

Bitter Sweet

2009-05-31T02:34:00.000+08:00

Writing out bittersweet poetry. Rhythm form lines which keeps me in my zone. Looking at the sky trying to reach my peak. Beneath my feet stumbling over the devils feet. In between feeling smuttier. Feeling low god why you gotta take me under. Close to perfection I try to be. Failure what I see I strive to be. Pain in my lung makes it hard to breath. Coughing up memories which I try to leave. Close me eyes I feel what I'm destined to be. But still don't have the courage to see what I'm pose to see. Words improve from time to time that stay sweet but leave my blood bitter at the same time. Open my eyes feel my heartbeat rewind which gives me my rhythm to unwind. Mountains moves as my pain gets the best of me. Feelin like it rain for 30 days and my soul. But still try to stay bold so my future can be untold to me.

This Dying Soul

2009-05-31T02:30:00.000+08:00

Oh how I long for happiness....
Happiness, a word that seems to be loosing its meaning and value in my world.Some are lucky to experience it, others...like me for example...are not as fortunate....Happiness to me is like a song which is over played on the radio waves...overplayed till u'r ears start bleeding when the first tune hits the ear drums....u get so sick of feeling it's end that u start to get sick of it starting..Just like Love, Happiness is SUPPOSED to be eternal and everlasting...but instead Power seems to be more and more eternal and everlasting...
When I think about it...all those fairy tales I grew up watching and reading seems to have even less meaning then it once did."Love Conquers All" , "Good Vanquishes Evil" , "Power is Fleeting while Love is Eternal" , all of which most fairy tales are based on, are logically rubbish, and yet the human mind believes that it is gospel truth and prays for it to actually happen, which then in-turn makes the human mind weak and allow the heart to hurt.The False hope of Love bringing Happiness, when it seems that Power has always been able to control and make way for that same Love and Happiness that we all want to feel, and yet traveling down the road to Power demands that the tool to feel Love and Happiness is to be disabled and done-away with. I laugh at such an irony.How much is the heart able to endure till it turns cold and stony ? Never to be warm and kind, never to allow love to enter its doors,yet still praying for happiness.
Perhaps I'm looking at it wrong, perhaps these are the signs of a heart which is turning into a Godless Shrine, light is slowly dimming due to the lack of prayers and worship to the Almighty.I was taught that "With God all is possible".Perhaps the reason why my soul seems lifeless is due to the lack of prayer and worship. After all when was the last time i gave thanks to my God? I shamefully admit that i have neglected God, though i have no excuse as to why i have done this. This is the part of me that needs fixing.
But what if....even after i have returned to God and my heart still feels like the void, what then?........

BENEATH THIS MASK OF SORROW

2009-03-13T01:25:00.001+08:00

Perhaps by chance you seek romance
beneath this mask of sorrow
a soul that rises from the dead
and steals away tomorrows.
***
Compelled to walk, in dark I stalk
thorns to crown my head
disquieted and deeply etched
desires needing fed.
***
A canopy of starlite sea
in wake of full moonlight
behold the queen of passions dream
sweet mistress of the night.
***
Above dark skies, unwitnessed cries
I choose each host at random
to hear each sigh, as humans die
I judge without abandon.
**
No sorrow lies, within these eyes
I mask what would repel
devoid of all compassion
completely in my spell.
***
No heart, no soul, no thought control
I reep from dusk till dawn
a myth you say, a gothic play
the order that I count on.
***
Closed minds who seek my sweet relief
are hushed beyond pretence
that knowing gesture disbelief
red velvet tears of silence
***
Behind this mask, a vampire's task
each kiss a passion thrill
the lusting for your beating heart
the seduction of the kill.

Life

2009-02-14T04:15:00.000+08:00

Sometimes things don't go according to plan.
Life could be practically perfect one minute, and in the next, it could come crashing down.
Wether it's and accident, or some sinister plan, some things are just beyond our control.
Things do happen for a reason. Reasons we may not understand.
There's something out there for everyone, you just gotta get out there and find it.
Sometimes in life you gotta take risks to get places.
Take a leap into the unknown.
You never know what you may find.
Your whole life as you know it can change in one instant.
With one decision. So choose wisely.
But always remember, only you can decide whats best for yourself.
Be careful what you wish for and most important of all: letting go is not forgetting.
Your could live your life and one day decide you're living the wrong one.
A new lifestyle emerges and the past is behind you.
You're not running away, you're starting over.
Brand spankin' new.
Don't ever forget who you are.
I guess what i'm trying to say is life's tough sometime's but we all find a way through it.

"We should learn to live our life and love being in it..."

"And never let anyone ruin your dreams.
let them help to fix your mistakes on the way..."

Happy Valentine's Day!

2009-02-14T04:06:00.002+08:00

Ahh, Valentine's day... The holiday meant to be spent on that special someone... The event on which people go around buying silly things made out of papermache, pieces of chocolate wrapped in shiny paper, and a bunch of clear stones that, no matter what color or shape it has, recieve the name of diamond anyway. This holiday receives many names; a few of which are listed here...

Firstly, it is called "Nightmare Day" by losers worldwide, for the obvious reason of not having a date. They see the persona of their dreams walking around and cuddling with the popular bastard from school. The situation becomes desperate, as losers try to conquer any random individual in order to provoke jealousy on the aforementioned persona. But, in reality, it doesn't work. Losers end up either: with milk on their pants, with an ugly mark after hitting an open locker door, or dizzy after having sex with someone as desperate as they were.

Secondly, it is known as "Hell on Earth" by married men everywhere. Women become devils during this time of the year, demanding for stupid stuff like flowers, chocolate boxes, a necklace, and, in some parts of Asia, a goat sacrifice. Men, at a frantic attempt at satisfying the women, began to take out money resources from every place possible in order to afford the stuff. In the end, the pleasing wasn't worth it, because the men can't even afford to be paid back, and the women keep on bitching...

Dating couples know this day as "Movie, Steak and Doggy-Style Night." It is self-explanatory.

Internet geeks and emo kids go outside and try to forget about the holiday; known as "Boredom day" by the many communities. Geeks are willing to leave their computers behind for this day only, while emos actually have the feeling of doing something outside. The night usually starts with the geeks whistling to themselves, and emos writing bad poetry. In the end, they both share the same ending: it can be either just another nightmare in their sleep.

Finally, single people take this day as a regular day and do not give it a title. It has been declared, however, that it should be called "Liquor Control Day," as most singles wake up nine hours later with some fat person on their beds with them. This is argued due to the extremely rare exceptions that take place.
It doesn't really matter what your views on Valentine's day are... As long as you don't regret your choice, you are fine. This, of course, doesn't apply to those who ended up killing themselves.

Blood Dreams

2009-02-09T04:16:00.001+08:00

All of the following dreams happened about a month or so apart even though they seam to be connected.

1. I awake in a completely white room, naked and wondering why and what I am doing there. A griping pain runs through my left arm making me grab it suddenly. It’s then I realise that there is blood running from what seems to be an exploding vein. As soon as I have noticed the first, many other veins begin to burst and leak blood until the entire room, which was white now is red and I’m screaming for help.

2. I am walking through a carnival/circus show with loads of acts and stalls all around calling for people’s attention. My attention is brought to a room/cage with to eye holes cut into the side and the sign above says THE AMAZING LEAKING MAN or THE INCREDIBLE EXPLODING MAN (I forget what exactly). Curiously I take a peak inside only to find a naked person inside bleeding from every part of his body. As the figure turns round to face me I realise, that person is me.

3. I am in a social type environment like a bar or a club. A young lady is staring at me for quite a while. Thinking that she may be taking a liking to me I approach her to talk but before I can open my mouth she interrupts me by saying “I KNOW WHO YOU ARE”
“IM SORRY I DON’T THINK I KNOW YOU. HAVE WE MET BEFORE”
“NO… BUT I KNOW WHO YOU ARE”.
At this she pulls up her sleave to reveal a tattoo on her upper arm. On closer inspection I realise that the tattoo is of me bleeding. The tattoo is far more detailed than any I have seen before and it seems to be moving. Animated.

4. I am crossing the street which seems to be the street outside the bar where I met the strange young lady. It’s raining very hard. Generally a miserable night. I’m soaked through and have walked for some time now. As I try to shrug off some of the wet I notice that I am not just wet but im covered in red. I panic as I think I must be bleeding from somewhere and franticly search my body trying to find the location of the wound. Unable to see where the blood is coming from I stop and look up at what I thought was the pouring rain, only to see a giant statue in the middle of the town centre. The statue is of me bleeding real blood raining down on the entire town.

5. Im being dragged naked down a corridor by two orderlies who don’t care how much I kick and scream they keep there firm grip on me. I am scared shitless as horrible nightmares race through my mind as what they could want with me or do to me. All of a sudden they come to an open door and throw me in hard. I tumble and fall like a rag doll into the room. As I stand I realise im in a completely white room. I actually realise this is the same room from the original dream and panic as I await the inevitable bleeding. Sure enough a pain grips my left am, the vein pops and the blood flows. I look at the walls waiting for them to become red with my blood it’s then I realise that there is eye holes in every wall except the wall with the door. I look through the first eye holed wall and see a naked women scared. She screams and her period begins to flow heavy between her legs which in turn seems to start the same bleeding I am suffering. I quickly approach the second wall a peer through to see a baboon going crazy bleeding all over the place. Shiting myself I relucktently peep through the third eye hole and see myself at the carnival staring at me horrified bleeding.

On Snakes and Ladders

2009-02-09T03:52:00.003+08:00

They say that history will keep on repeating itself, that is, until you learn to live the lesson that you are supposed to get out of it.

it gets tiring sometimes, you know -- watching people walk in and out of your life. you get close to someone and you start getting used to having them around. just when you start to enjoy each other's company, either a good opportunity, an emergency or anything impossible to resist knocks on their door.

next thing you know, you're bidding your farewells and giving goodbye hugs to each other. most of the time, you are left with no choice but to just deal with it.

you are left behind and you try to move on, only to realize later on that you are walking on a treadmill and you are right where you started -- you're back to square one. you're alone and you're trying to find your way into whatever it is that will probably give you at least a hint of happiness. then you find out that the person whom you used to walk with is doing so well on their own. not yet where they wants to go, maybe, but is headed towards the right direction. you feel happy for them and yet there is something holding you back, holding you back from being fully happy for the other person. it's not because of envy and it's not because you do not want to see that person finally get to where they wants to be in.

sometimes, it's the thought that you could have been there with that person, holding his or her hand while taking that path and crossing that line.

but even snakes and ladders has its ups and downs, and unfortunately for you, stepping on the snake means it's time to let go.

"You'll get there, you'll be happy too. you just have to roll the dice a few times more and learn to accept your own mistakes with the consequences and take the risk."

Hazel's blogs: I love you at ten in the morning..

2008-12-01T19:42:00.000+08:00

Hazel's blogs: I love you at ten in the morning..

don't forget..

2008-11-29T21:06:00.003+08:00

forget about the days when its been cloudy...but don’t forget your hours in the sun

forget about mistakes that you can't change now...but don’t forget the lessons that you’ve learned

forget about the times you’ve been defeated...but don’t forget the victories you’ve won

forget about misfortunes you encounter...but don’t forget the times your luck has turned

forget about the days when you’ve been lonely...but don’t forget the friendly smiles you’ve seen

forget about the plans that didn’t seem to work out right..but don’t forget to always have a dream..

Marilyn Monroe

2008-11-27T17:18:00.017+08:00

Marilyn Monroe personified Hollywood glamour with an unparalleled glow and energy that enamored the world. Although she was an alluring beauty with voluptuous curves and a generous pout, Marilyn was more than a '50s sex goddess. Her apparent vulnerability and innocence, in combination with an innate sensuality, has endeared her to the global consciousness. She dominated the age of movie stars to become, without question, the most famous woman of the 20th Century.

She was born Norma Jeane Mortenson on June 1, 1926 in Los Angeles, California, to Gladys Baker. As the identity of her father is undetermined, she was later baptized Norma Jeane Baker. Gladys had been a film cutter at RKO studios, but psychological problems prevented her from keeping the job and she was eventually committed to a mental institution.

Norma Jeane spent most of her childhood in foster homes and orphanages until 1937, when she moved in with family friend Grace McKee Goddard. Unfortunately, when Grace's husband was transferred to the East Coast in 1942, the couple couldn't afford to take 16-year-old Norma Jeane with them. Norma Jeane had two options: return to the orphanage or get married.

On June 19, 1942 she wed her 21-year-old neighbor Jimmy Dougherty, whom she had been dating for six months. "She was a sweet, generous and religious girl," Jimmy said. "She liked to be cuddled." By all accounts Norma Jeane loved Jimmy, and they were happy together until he joined the Merchant Marines and was sent to the South Pacific in 1944. After Jimmy left, Norma Jeane took a job on the assembly line at the Radio Plane Munitions factory in Burbank, California. Several months later, photographer David Conover saw her while taking pictures of women contributing to the war effort for Yank magazine. He couldn't believe his luck. She was a "photographer's dream." Conover used her for the shoot and then began sending modeling jobs her way. The camera loved Norma Jeane, and within two years she was a reputable model with many popular magazine covers to her credit. She began studying the work of legendary actresses Jean Harlow and Lana Turner, and enrolled in drama classes with dreams of stardom. However, Jimmy's return in 1946 meant Norma Jeane had to make another choice- this time between her marriage and her career.

Norma Jeane divorced Jimmy in June of 1946, and signed her first studio contract with Twentieth Century Fox on August 26, 1946. She earned $125 a week. Soon after, Norma Jeane dyed her hair blonde and changed her name to Marilyn Monroe (borrowing her grandmother's last name). The rest, as the saying goes, is history.

Marilyn's first movie role was a bit part in 1947's The Shocking Miss Pilgrim. She played a series of inconsequential characters until 1950, when John Huston's thriller The Asphalt Jungle provided her with a small but influential role. Later that year, Marilyn's performance as Claudia Caswell in All About Eve (starring Bette Davis) earned her further praise. From then on Marilyn worked steadily in movies such as: Let's Make It Legal, As Young As You Feel, Monkey Business and Don't Bother to Knock. It was her performance in 1953's Niagara, however, that delivered her to stardom. Marilyn played Rose Loomis, a beautiful young wife who plots to kill her older, jealous husband (Joseph Cotten). Marilyn's success in Niagara was followed with lead roles in the wildly popular Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (co-starring Jane Russell) and How to Marry a Millionaire (co-starring Lauren Bacall and Betty Grable). Photoplay magazine voted Marilyn the Best New Actress of 1953, and at 27 years old she was undeniably the best-loved blonde bombshell in Hollywood.

BIOGRAPHY

Name:
Marilyn Monroe
Variant Name:
Norma Jean Baker
Birth Date:
June 1, 1926
Death Date:
August 5, 1962
Place of Birth:
Los Angeles, California, United States
Place of Death:
Los Angeles, California, United States
Nationality:
American
Gender:
Female
Occupations:
actress

Related People:
*james dougherty-ex-husband
*dom dimaggio-brother-in-law
*joe dimaggio-husband
*John F. Kennedy-lover

Famous Quotes by Marilyn Monroe

"I used to think as I looked out on the Hollywood night, "There must be thousands of girls sitting alone like me, dreaming of becoming a movie star. But I'm not going to worry about them. I'm dreaming the hardest." —Marilyn Monroe on Girls

"Before marriage, a girl has to make love to a man to hold him. After marriage, she has to hold him to make love to him." —Marilyn Monroe on Marriage
"A career is born in public -- talent in privacy." —Marilyn Monroe on Talent

Marilyn Monroe Magazine Cover On Stamp

This is a beautiful sheet of 9 stamps, issued in 2000 by Congo

Marilyn Monroe 2004

This is a beautiful Souvenir sheet, issued by St thomas & Prince Island in 2004.

Marilyn Monroe Magazine Cover

This is a sheet of 6 stamps, issued in 2003, depicting Marilyn Monroe. All the pictures are Marilyn on magazine covers.

Marilyn Monroe Deluxe Souvenir

Marilyn Monroe 40 Anniversary Of The Death Of Marilyn

This is a breathtakingly beautiful Souvenir Sheet containing 6 stamps, issued by Benin in 2002, commemorating the 40th anniversary of the death of Marilyn Monroe.

Napkin Poetry

2008-11-25T01:07:00.000+08:00

Two Poems(?) I jotted down while at lunch the other day.

The Napkin:

A short life
At first, Clean Crisp Defined
Cosy with Friends
A world that makes sense
Suddenly,
Pulled Apart,
Wet, Crumpled,
Discovered Purpose
Cleaning up the Slime,
Then disposed,
Purposeful.

#2:
Untitled
Sitting at the bar
Drinks fizzing around
Bubbles on the tongue
Starring at the face in the mirror
Who is the stranger
So familiar
But OLD
I might remember
Seems unimportant now
Just sit at the bar
Bubbles on the tongue

These reflect the very odd state of mind I have been in lately.....

THE TITANIC

2008-11-24T00:56:00.002+08:00

A floating palace of wood and steel
Stamped with pride and a deadly seal
Full of people with hopes and dreams
An unsinkable ship, or so it seems

Departing, appealing sea, the captain steers
A confident man who has no fears
An uneventful voyage the first few days
But, an undersea doom is on its way

On a dark cool night the enemy arrives
A ripping warning demanding lives
Calm and panic dance in the night
Giving way to a terrible fright

Death is given to the enemy so fast
A sea of agony will forever last
A lesson to man, in the scheme of things
You must be humble to walk with kings

whisper from the heart...

2008-11-23T17:15:00.000+08:00

Her life has fallen apart hurt and pain has swallowed her heartscars that remind her of the memories.She wanted to forget there was so much, she wanted to let out but no one cared what it was all about.She kept wishing for a miracle a falling star that could save us all.someone who will be there for her through it all.someone who won’t walk away but someone who will stay.A guardian angel that could wipe away all her tears and protect her from all her fears.Someone to hug and say,don’t worry it will all be okay.she looked for answers that only angels could pray to know. She wanted the world to know that she could live with her sorrow,nights of no sleep because the only thing she could do was weep.She kept wishing for something more that was worth fighting for.People saw it coming but they don’t know why they didn’t let her in..they waited until it was the end when it was just too late to try and mend.her spirit had died because no one had tried..but she believed her day would come when she could smile and shines just like the sun.

after the rain..

2008-11-23T16:54:00.001+08:00

whatever your cross.. whatever your pain..

there will always be sunshine.. after the rain.

perhaps you may stumble.. perhaps even fall..

but god's always ready.. to answer your call.

he knows every heartache.. sees every tear..

a word from his lips.. can calm every fear.

your sorrows may linger throughout the night..

but suddenly vanish at dawn's early light.

the savior is waiting somewhere above..

to give you his grace and send you his love.

whatever your cross.. whatever your pain..

god always sends rainbows.. after the rain.

I love you at ten in the morning..

2008-11-23T15:51:00.000+08:00

I love you at ten in the morning, at eleven, and at twelve noon. I love you with all my soul and with all my body, sometimes, on rainy afternoons. But at two in the afternoon, or at three, when I begin to think of the two of us, and you think of dinner or the daily chores, or the amusements you don’t have, I begin to hate you silently, with the half of hate that I keep for myself.
Later I return to love you, when we lie down together and I feel that you are made for me, that in some way your knee and your belly are telling me that, that my hands convince me of it, and that there is nowhere I can come to or go to more easily than your body. You come whole to meet me ,and for a moment we both disappear, we plunge into the mouth of God, until I tell you of my hunger or my dream.
Every day I love you and hate you hopelessly. And there are days, there are hours, in which I don't know you, in which you are as strange to me as somebody else’s wife. Men worry me, I worry about myself, my griefs distract me. Probably there is a long time when I don’t think about you at all.So you see....Who could love you less or more than I do, my love.?

From Cocoon forth a Butterfly

2008-11-23T15:22:00.000+08:00

From Cocoon forth a Butterfly

As Lady from her Door

Emerged -- a Summer Afternoon --

Repairing Everywhere --

Without Design -- that I could trace

Except to stray abroad

On Miscellaneous Enterprise

The Clovers -- understood --

Her pretty Parasol be seen

Contracting in a Field

Where Men made Hay --

Then struggling hardWith an opposing Cloud --

Where Parties -- Phantom as Herself --

To Nowhere -- seemed to go

In purposeless Circumference --

As 'twere a Tropic Show --

And notwithstanding Bee -- that worked --

And Flower -- that zealous blew --

This Audience of Idleness

Disdained them, from the Sky --

Till Sundown crept -- a steady Tide --

And Men that made the Hay --

And Afternoon -- and Butterfly --

Extinguished -- in the Sea --