Friday, August 20, 2010

A New Kind of Relationship










A New Kind of Relationship

by: Radicalroy   
Sept. 5'09 Tajikistan

Poems are all about life, but about 
things as they are perceived. The language of the heart meant to carry meaning across the nature of facts to the wonderful world of tropes where reality waits for sanction and mandate to emerge brand new. Poem’s meaning harmonizes with the poets’ understanding and interpretation of his social and linguistic ecologies, the search engines by which he determines the new spin on an old world. The creation of poem is closely to insight that sometimes an intense innocence may result in a masterpiece, without resource to linguistic regulations. But that is just the exception; in the normal course, full expression necessitates a good awareness of the ways and means of configuration. 
 
Because the conquering mover is our imagination, influences the world of the future poem. Imagination creates the scale of excellence by which the poems properties are measured, and ensures that the poet’s perception is strongly established in the context of rhyme and meter, or meter and metaphor. Without imagination, the figure of speech will not join together for a pleasing expression, whatever the subject maybe-politics, love, war, or faithfulness. 

It works closely with memory-in fact it is sometimes confused with memory to-authenticate an allusion or an apostrophe. The remembered face, the haunting incident of love-they flourish because memory enshrines them in new bowers, in new garden patches. They achieve luminosity only art can give, and meaning only the heart can fashion. To imagine is to know the origin of an idea or a feeling at the moment when it is still hazy in the mind but, for the poets, it is already on the way to fulfillment. It is history on the move, with all its frailties and strength open to frustration. 
The mother of literature is memory, and imagination is it front line. Between the perception of things and the naming of things lie in the gulf of creativity which the imagination must rid of illusion and falsity. With technical skills, the poets determines the composition and style of utterances; with artisanal skill, they shape them into perfection through patience and correctness. 

The art resides in the suggestion that only the language is capable of, a hinting at the edges of truthfulness without sacrificing the factors of delectation. I see a rose, my mind searches for way to build a poem around it, the rose ceases to be a rose in the workshop of my imagination, the tropes and imagery construct the scaffolding for the monument to the rose which is no longer a rose but what a rose should be-is this not the syllabus, the format of the poem form the beginning to completion? The poem of history and the poem of memory merge in a new kind of relationship.


Ramadan


Happy Ramadan to all my Muslim Friends and Students.




                            Ramadan

                                  By: Roy M. Mao (September 15’09-Tajikistan)







Ramadan has come,                       
unified fasting around,
deprive ourselves from such,
‘cause God’ spirit is at hand.






Fasting cause us to sacrifice,
as our soul satisfies;
let our body complies
for our soul communes on high.

Ramadan fortifies us,      
as Qur’an  enlightens us,
where our carnal soul
submits to the right track.


It’s time to be cleaned
from all wrong doings;
let your speech be made known
to the soul immortal one.



Rejuvenating soul has come,
our spirit soars goes on and on.
When slavery of sin is gone,
God’s love made us the beloved ones.


To all of you, THANK YOU FOR THE FRIENDSHIP!







Never Ending Chances

Never Ending Chances

By: Radicalroy / Oct. 16’09 Tajikistan

What do you say when the zillion person asks what your plans are for your future? Maybe you have a specific goal in life, so plans naturally line up with that goal; you want to be a doctor, so you know you’ll be going to medical school. Perhaps you’re not sure exactly what you want to do, but you have several ideas in mind, possibly social work or teaching; either one will require a college degree, so you decide to take some basic courses at first until you can refine your goals. If you’re joining the family business, well, your path is pretty obvious to everyone.

Or maybe you are like my friend. He developed an elaborate plan for his life, starting with four years of college and then proceeded to law school, spending each summer on the mission field. Then he’d marry and wait two years before having children. My friend has overhauled his plan three times since high school, and he’s now taking course at a university while he figures out what to do with his life.

Making plans for the future is tricky business, that’s for sure. You can’t predict the future, but you can’t ignore it either. And then there’s the not-so-small matter of God’s will (InshaAllah) to consider. So where do you start? That depends on whether you want to let your parents lead or you want to go your own way, hiding your fingers behind your back. If you let your parents lead, all you have to do is to follow. If you go your own way, you have to hope and hope that your parents will bless your plans and bail you out when things go wrong.

When you allow God to set your course, you lay your future before God and let God orders your steps. Your willingness to follow God’s delight so much will give you every opportunity to reach your goal. God will open doors for you that no one could open-and God will close those doors that you should not walk through. God will give you chances for your future that you can’t even imagine today.

Meanwhile, what answer can you give your questioner that makes sense in the current economic climate and the future job market and all that? Tell the truth: Your God is helping you plan your future-and no one knows the future like God does.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Is It Hard?

                                                  Is It Hard?
                                                  by: radicalroy (7-7-2007, Solo,Indonesia)

Pride goes before a fall. Justice is good! Is there anybody more annoying than a know-it-all? You know the kind-the straight-A student who has an answer for every question in every class, or the girl who has some high and lofty opinion on everything from the clothes you’re wearing to the solution for world peace, or the guy who would never in a million years admit that the way he treated his girlfriend was wrong.

People like that have a problem much bigger than their annoying behavior-they’ve got a huge problem with pride. For religious people come right out and say that God detest pride. Exactly what is-and isn’t-sinful pride?

The kind of pride that is bad is an arrogant, egotistic attitude of superiority. People who are afflicted with it defy anyone who holds any kind of authority over them, at least they try to. They’re always right, never wrong (just ask them)-and they don’t exactly spend a lot of time confessing their sin to God. In fact, they are often so blind that they pride themselves on their lack of mistake!

If you’re not careful, your pride will tune out and turn up the volume of self-righteousness in your own head. You might think this way; I know what I’m doing! It’s my life, and you just shove off. A few months later, you still refuse to admit you were wrong, even yourself. Until you confess your pride and pay attention to warning, you’ll be slinking along a surefire path to moral failure.

The ability to admit that you are wrong and humble yourself before God is another mark of maturity. Being in the wrong is not such a terrible thing; staying in the wrong is. When you are wrong, admit it-then get up, make the wrong things right, and use what you’ve learned to ward off failure in the future.

Real Boys, Real Answer

                                                         Boys
                                                    by: radicalroy


Flirting. For some it comes easy, for some it’s pretty tough. But what do the objects of our affection feel? Do they like flirting, or does it make them feel uncomfortable? Is it a turn-on or a turn-off?
Real boys give real answer

What do you most wish girls knew about their feelings? 

Girls, Girls, Girls!


For Girls
by: radicalroy

What happens when the “knight in shining armor” gets “tossed from his horse?” Sure, he seems pretty cool at first. Maybe even downright charming. But after you get to know him a bit more, he’s not at all he seems. And you wish you had known him
better in the first place. Sound familiar?








Girls you may answer this:








What do you wish you had known about guys before you started dating? 

Friday, August 13, 2010

143!

143

by: radicalroy

“143 or I love you.” There are no three little words more magical, powerful, and potentially life-changing than these.

Boys and girls want to hear those three words and to be loved. We need to be loved, and to give love in return.

Love from parents, siblings, friends, and guys. Love from guys is a tricky one. Every day we don’t like who we are, it’s like a teaspoon of hot sauce gets poured down our throats.

We used to look at the mirror every day and say, “Yuck,” we get a little more salty, and a little thirstier.

Every day that we curse our bodies and wish we were someone else, that healthy thirst becomes a bit more desperate, a bit more eager, a bit more willing to be satisfied by the first thing that comes along. That usually means the next guy who walks our way.

Every day we wish we could look like someone else. Our struggles with self-image take the wonderful gift of guy-girl relationships and complicate them. Kind of spoils the fun a bit. Makes us act way differently than we really are. It adds all kinds of pressure. At least lots of days it ends up that way.

Some days we feel okay or maybe even good, about ourselves. We greet guys like friends. Like brothers and sisters, like dates. We don’t run away and we don’t rush in. We walk calmly, patiently, and confidently.

Maybe this article will set us all on the path toward some answers. Our hope is that by now, you like what you see in the mirror, at least a little bit more than when you started reading. Maybe you don’t need a boyfriend or a girlfriend to feel good about yourself. You just need yourself, and your God, to feel good about yourself.