Rain drop keeps falling on my head. It falls everyday telling me to write something or whatever I can write about. Well, I have decided to see the world in a more old-fashioned way and touch on our common, humble, unique, and heroic sensitivities that define the sorrow and happiness of our existence.
Monday, April 23, 2012
the furore of love..
Once unleashed it lashes the seas and the oceans, the hills and the mountains, in life and into death. The poverty struck wealth and vice versa. It bespeaks kindness and it lits on the lustre of the diamond. Could there be another? Another day is a blister of the skin. Another month is the drought of the desert. Another year it blisters into a tiny bit of a molucule. Good, bad, and evil. It bethrows a throne and a kingdom. It burns houses and wrought the harvest, the shack and the mills. Kekuasaan Allah pada Segala-Galanya. Allahuakbar.
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