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.
Thursday, October 4, 2012
filter...
It is not a mystery after all. From age 1 to 5 it has been said we shall be influenced most by surroundings of where we are giving birth and by whom. The filtering process start to take shape in earnest and from age 1 to 5 it stops at nothing. It takes and it does not give. The eyes don't do the blocking, and so are the ears, and the mind. And considering where I was born, after age 5, it becomes a solid filtering platform and results in the offspring of my future filter in the mind, heart, physical and mental behavior At this minute, I am up because I yearn the serenity, the tranquility of the morning and it is all because I was born with that filter as the starting point. Allah Yang Maha Besar. Hanya Allah Yang Maha Mengetahui. Allahuakbar..
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