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| Huihuihuihui.... what a title to read hohoho.... not that I become philosopher as I'm taking philosophy class for summer school. it just I found an interesting story from my philosophy teacher. Its a very simple story, in fact only 2 lines story but it has very deep meaning contained in that 2 lines. I was so impressed when I heard the story just now in the class.
The story: The wave and The sea
One wave said : " What is life? I can only crash to the seashore and that's it. What is my life?"
Another wave then replied : "But you forget one point, we are the sea"
~Fin~
Got the meaning? huehuehuehue... guess many will think its a weird story. but you know the moral is the story is to look beyond self. It say don't limit self with its own identity. see it from bigger point of view. if one only focus to oneself, one won't be able to life happily in life because human has never satisfied nature in it.
Since we are human as well, we must not be egoist and only look to ourself need only, but try to look beyond it. there are probability that outside our boundaries we find something new that make our life even better. Like the story, if the first wave as wise as the second wave, he will not complain what is life? instead he might think differently about his life as a wave.
Hmm.. kinda remind me as ME... can't just think bout myself and my identity as Frisca, must think me in other identity as well as my role in this world and society. Wew... I think taking philosophy not as bored as it look and it make me think a lot of matter, especially about the question that has been asked since the beginning of advance ancient society Greece, "What is God? Is there any God?" | | |
| You know, it really interesting to have a friend from another country. Recently I met a vietnamese guy at the manga forum. The friendship began when I wrote a silly poem (I posted here too, the title was IF) to kill my boring time in class and I posted in the forum. He read the poem and suprisingly the poem really matched with his feeling. Then we began to send email to each other. Here, I post one of his email about his country legend. the story is about the sword lake legend. Hmm... I think I will ask him more about his country legend, I really like to know all of them.
I'm glad to hear that ur fine now ... Oh, its very hot now in my country too it is the same in all the tropical countries in these months of year- the reason we call them summer.
About the Sword Lake legend, it is about one of our country heroes, The King Le Loi. it is in the XV century when my country is under the control of Minh Kingdoms. Le Loi is planning a struggle to bring our country independence. One day, one of his friends went fishing and found a sword blade in his net. the day after, Le Loi came to visit his friend's house and he found the sword blade sparkling in the night. Coming home, he remembered the sword handle he had got in his garden. When he attached two of these, they became a complete sword with 'Thuan Thien' (it means in the agreement of God) letters marked on. After this day, he practised more and more, he gathered other people under his control and forming an army waiting for the day of struggle. After his victory, our country became independent again. One day, when he was on the boat sightseeing, a large turtle appeared and said: 'Oh King, the Minh enemy had been driven off our country, so can you give me back the sword please'. Le Loi understood at once and threw back the sword into the lake. From that time, the lake has the name 'Hoan Kiem' or Sword Lake.
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Where was your soul born?[pics + detailed answeres]
Your soul was born in the Shadows.Your soul was born in the shadows of the moon at night. You're all mystery and enigma and your element is the Moon. No one really knows who you are, but they might think they know you. You only tell people fragments of who you are and never show your true personality. That doesn't have to mean that youre being someone you're not though. You're always yourself and you never do something just because someone else does. Some might think you're a little cold or dull, but you're just hiding your true self for some reason. Maybe only a couple of selected people have ever seen the true you. You are loyal to these people and it will take time if anyone else wants to gain your trust. You let people think that they know you and that you trust them. But sooner or later they will realize that they never really knew you. Be careful. Someday you might need someone who knows what you need. Trust people. You prefer silence and tranquillity. You're calm and collected and a nice person most of the time.
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~IF~
When I think about you
I feel you're so close
but I can't see you
When I think about you
I want to meet you
Do you feel the same?
If I can talk with you
All I want to say is I love you
All I want to do is to embrace you
If you allow me to
I will stay beside you
I will be your support
When I think about you
I wish I can run to you
But I don't know where are you
When I think about you
My soul cried, longing for you
Do you hear my cry?
~Fin~
By cL0ud
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| A wandering soul, with no remembrance, began to melt...
I did not know what to do but to I stretched out my arm
to reach to his hand with an old scar.
Your gaze is so vacant, staring at moment of the end of your life
Tear falls down on your cheek.
It's a promise from old days.
Nobody can disturb us.
The tears we shed were our promise of the eternal farewell;
a promise to stop us from committing the same crime
again and again.
But I can never seem to satisfy this endless lust for blood.
"Turn me back to a human once again... even for a moment,"
...I craved.
Finish me, if you could free me from this eternal pain,
and don't even hesitate.
But don't look so sad, please.
Just smile for me, at least for this last moment.
I can't even find the reason for my existence no more.
The meaning of life... The reason for me to breath...
Because I'm only disturbing the peace.
Because I can't stop myself from making the same mistakes.
Nobody can disturb us.
The tears we shed were our promise of the eternal farewell;
a promise to stop us from committing the same crime
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