The Day Is Done

The day is done, and the darkness
Falls from the wings of night,
And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me
That my soul cannot resist:
A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
Come, read to me some poem,
Some simple and heartfelt lay,
That shall soothe this restless feeling,
And banish the thoughts of day.
For to-night I long for rest.
Read from some humbler poet,
Whose songs gushed from his heart,
Who, through long days of labor,
And nights devoid of ease,
Still heard in his soul the music
Of wonderful melodies.
Such songs have power to quiet.
The restless pulse of care,
And lend to the rhyme of the poet
The beauty of thy voice.
And the night shall be filled with music
And the cares, that infest the day,
Shall fold their tents, and as silently steal away.

Henry Longfellow

With Passion

With passion, pray.

With passion, work.

With passion, love.

With passion, eat

With passion, drink

With passion, dance

With passion, play.

Why be like a dead fish

in this ocean of God?

A Thing of Beauty

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health,

and quiet breathing.

Nor do we merely feel these essences
For one short hour;

The passion poesy, glories infinite,
Haunt us till they become a cheering light
Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast
That, whether there be shine or gloom o'ercast,
They always must be with us, or we die.

John Keats

I Am and I Am Not

I’m drenched in the flood

which has yet to come

I’m tied up in the prison

which has yet to exist

Not having played

the game of chess

I’m already the checkmate

Not having tasted

a single cup of your wine
I’m already drunk

Not having entered

the battlefield

I’m already wounded

and slain

I no longer know

the difference
between image

and reality

Like the shadow
I am And I am not

Rumi translated by fereydoun Kia - Deepak Chopra

searching

All that is left to us by tradition is mere words.

It is up to us to find out what they mean.

Were it not for the excess of our talking

and the turmoil in our hearts,
we would see what they see and hear what they hear!

ibn al -Arabi

Gurindam Jiwa

Tuailah padi antara masak
Esok jangan layu-layuan
Intailah kami antara nampak
Esok jangan rindu-rinduan

Anak Cina memasang lukah
Lukah dipasang di Tanjung Jati
Di dalam hati tidak ku lupa
Bagai rambut bersimpul mati

Batang selasih permainan budak
Daun sehelai dimakan kuda
Bercerai kasih bertalak tidak
Seribu tahun kembali juga

Burung merpati terbang seribu
Hinggap seekor di tengah laman
Hendak mati di hujung kuku
Hendak berkubur di tapak tangan

Kalau tuan mudik ke hulu
Carikan saya bunga kemboja
Kalau tuan mati dahulu
Nantikan saya di pintu syurga

Hush, don't say anything

The lamps are different,

but the Light is the same:

it comes from Beyond.

If thou keep looking at the lamp,

thou art lost: for

thence arises the appearance of

number and plurality.

Fix thy gaze upon the Light,

and thou art delivered

from the dualism inherent in the finite body…

There can only be One...

Rumi as translated by Sharam Shiva

Ode on Melancholy

She dwells with Beauty...Beauty that must die;
And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips
Bidding adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh,
Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips:
Ay, in the very temple of Delight
Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine,
Your soul shall taste the sadness of her might,
And be among her cloudy trophies hung.

John Keats

chóng fù shī jù

feng zhi jin zhi ci di zhēn li zhī ming

yī qi dàn sòng quán guī zhēn li quán shi jiè di li

zhi jin zhi ci di li

bào yìng ri di li

wǒ jù chóng bài nǐ zhī pà nǐ yòu zhù

pà nǐ yǐn dǎo wǒ huǎng zhèng lù

nǐ biàn yòu zhù zhě di lù

bù shi shòu qiǎn nù zhě di lù

yě bù shi mi bū zhě di lù

Light up the Fire

She gaze into my heart, lowly it may be,
Thought the words be higher still.
For the heart is all the substance,
The speech an accident.
How many phrases will I speak,
Too many for her.
How much burning, burning will I feel,
Be friendly with the fire, enough for her.
Light up the fire of love inside,
And blaze the thoughts away.

Rumi translated by Philip Dunn

Hush, don't say a word

In my heart, there's a candle ready to be kindled.
In my soul, there's a void ready to be filled.
You feel it, don't you?

Don't you feel the separation from your beloved.
Invite your beloved to fill you up, embrace the heat.
Remind those who tell you otherwise that
Love comes to you of its own accord,

and the yearning for it cannot be learned.

You Left Me

You left me, sweet, two legacies,
A legacy of love
Anyone would content,
Had they the offer of;

You left me boundaries of pain
Capacious as the sea,
Between eternity and time,
Your consciousness and me.

Emily Dickinson

Heart, we will forget her

Heart, we will forget her,
You and I, tonight!
You must forget the warmth she gave,
I will forget the light.

When you have done pray tell me,
Then I, my thoughts, will dim.
Haste! ‘lest while you’re lagging
I may remember her!

Emily Dickinson

Bad dreams

Oh! heart...

One day we will look back and laugh at ourself.

We’ll say, “ I can’t believe I was so asleep!

How did I ever forget the truth?

How ridiculous to believe that sadness and sickness

Are anything but only bad dreams.”

Rumi

Got the blues

Oh! heart...

Don't know what to feel

Don't know what to do

Heart’s weary, mind’s bleary

Feeling sad for no reasons

Eyes crying, body tiring

Can't understand it all

No glimmer of hope 

Only quiet mourning

inspired by Gary R Hess

monkey see monkey do

Mizaru - "See no evil"

Kikazaru - "Hear no evil"

Iwazaru - "Speak no evil"

Shizaru - "Do no evil"

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look not at what is contrary to propriety;

listen not to what is contrary to propriety;

speak not what is contrary to propriety;

act not what is contrary to propriety"

Sanbiki no saru

Manasa, vacha, karmana

Your action is due to what you say. Your speech is due to what you think.

Thus your thought, speech and action must be consistent.

You are expected to speak exactly what you thinks, and do only those things that you believes in. You must not do something which your mind asks you not to do. Neither must you speak something that you does not believe in. You must promise exactly what you can deliver. You must not promise something that you cannot or does not intend to do. You have to think before doing anything or saying something. That essentially means your mind has complete control over your body. Such a thing is not easy, and the expectation is that you have to strive to attain such a noble ideal.

7 habits of effective people

Be Proactive

Begin with the End in Mind

Put First Things First

Think Win/Win

Seek First to Understand, Then to be Understood

Synergize

Sharpen the Saw

Stephen R Covey

Be a Jedi, will you

Premonitions…premonitions…Hmm…these visions you have…of pain…

suffering… death…of someone…close to you?
Careful you must be when sensing the future. The fear of loss is a path to

the dark side.
Death is a natural part of life. Rejoice for those around you who transform

into the Force. Mourn them, do not. Miss them, do not. Attachment leads

to jealousy. The shadow of greed, that is.
Train yourself to let go of everything you fear to lose. May the force be with

you.

Master Yoda

Realisation I...(The Rose)

Once the little prince was standing before a garden, all a-bloom with roses.“Good morning,” said the roses. The little prince gazed at them. They all looked like his flower. “Who are you?” he demanded, thunderstruck. “We are roses,” the roses said. And he was overcome with sadness. His flower had told him that she was the only one of her kind in all the universe. And here were five thousand of them, all alike, in one single garden! “She would be very much annoyed,” he said to himself, “if she should see that she would cough most dreadfully, and she would pretend that she was dying, to avoid being laughed at. And I should be obliged to pretend that I was nursing her back to life– for if I did not do that, to humble myself also, she would really allow herself to die” Then he went on with his reflections: “I thought that I was rich, with a flower that was unique in all the world; and all I had was a common rose. A common rose, that doesn’t make me a very great prince” And he lay down in the grass and cried.

Excerpt from Antoine de Saint-Exupéry's Le Petit Prince

The friendship I...(The Fox)

It was then that the fox appeared. “Good morning,” said the fox. “Good morning,” the little prince responded politely, although when he turned around he saw nothing. “I am right here,” the voice said, “under the apple tree.” “Who are you?” asked the little prince, and added, “You are very pretty to look at.” “I am a fox,” said the fox. “Come and play with me,” proposed the little prince. “I am so unhappy.” “I cannot play with you,” the fox said. “I am not tamed.” “Ah! Please excuse me,” said the little prince. But, after some thought, he added: “What does that mean, ‘tame’?” “You do not live here,” said the fox. “What is it that you are looking for?” “I am looking for men,” said the little prince. “What does that mean–‘tame’?” “Men,” said the fox. “They have guns, and they hunt. It is very disturbing. They also raise chickens. These are their only interests. Are you looking for chickens?” “No,” said the little prince. “I am looking for friends. What does that mean– ‘tame’?” “It is an act too often neglected,” said the fox. It means to establish ties.”

Excerpt from Antoine de Saint-Exupéry's Le Petit Prince

The friendship II...(The Fox)

“To establish ties’?” “Just that,” said the fox. “To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world” “I am beginning to understand,” said the little prince. “There is a flower I think that she has tamed me” “It is possible,” said the fox. “On the Earth one sees all sorts of things.” “Oh, but this is not on the Earth!” said the little prince. The fox seemed perplexed, and very curious. “On another planet?” “Yes.” “Are there hunters on this planet?” “No.” “Ah, that is interesting! Are there chickens?” “No.” “Nothing is perfect,” sighed the fox. But he came back to his idea. “My life is very monotonous,” the fox said. “I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow.

Excerpt from Antoine de Saint-Exupéry's Le Petit Prince

The friendship III…(The Fox)

And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the colour of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat” The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time. “Please, tame me!” he said. “I want to, very much,” the little prince replied. “But I have not much time. I have friends to discover, and a great many things to understand.” “One only understands the things that one tames,” said the fox. “Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy things all ready made at the shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship, and so men have no friends any more. If you want a friend, tame me”

Excerpt from Antoine de Saint-Exupery’s Le Petit Prince

The friendship IV…(The Fox)

“What must I do, to tame you?” asked the little prince. “You must be very patient,” replied the fox. “First you will sit down at a little distance from me, like that, in the grass. I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings. But you will sit a little closer to me, every day” The next day the little prince came back. “It would have been better to come back at the same hour,” said the fox. “If, for example, you come at four o’clock in the afternoon, then at three o’clock I shall begin to be happy. I shall feel happier and happier as the hour advances. At four o’clock, I shall already be worrying and jumping about. I shall show you how happy I am! But if you come at just any time, I shall never know at what hour my heart is to be ready to greet you. One must observe the proper rites” “What is a rite?” asked the little prince. “Those also are actions too often neglected,” said the fox. “They are what make one day different from other days, one hour from other hours. There is a rite, for example, among my hunters. Every Thursday they dance with the village girls. So Thursday is a wonderful day for me! I can take a walk as far as the vineyards. But if the hunters danced at just any time, every day would be like every other day, and I should never have any vacation at all.” So the little prince tamed the fox.

Excerpt from Antoine de Saint-Exupery’s Le Petit Prince

The good bye

And when the hour of his departure drew near “Ah,” said the fox, “I shall cry.” “It is your own fault,” said the little prince. “I never wished you any sort of harm; but you wanted me to tame you” “Yes, that is so,” said the fox. “But now you are going to cry!” said the little prince. “Yes, that is so,” said the fox. “Then it has done you no good at all!” “It has done me good,” said the fox, “because of the color of the wheat fields.” And then he added: “Go and look again at the roses. You will understand now that yours is unique in all the world. Then come back to say goodbye to me, and I will make you a present of a secret.”

Excerpt from Antoine de Saint-Exupery’s Le Petit Prince

Realisation II... (The Rose)

The little prince went away, to look again at the roses. “You are not at all like my rose,” he said. “As yet you are nothing. No one has tamed you, and you have tamed no one. You are like my fox when I first knew him. He was only a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But I have made him my friend, and now he is unique in all the world.” And the roses were very much embarrassed. “You are beautiful, but you are empty,” he went on. “One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you– the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered; because it is she that I have put under the glass globe; because it is she that I have sheltered behind the screen; because it is for her that I have killed the caterpillars; because it is she that I have listened to, when she grumbled, or boasted, or even sometimes when she said nothing. Because she is my rose.

Excerpt from Antoine de Saint-Exupery’s Le Petit Prince

The Secret

And he went back to meet the fox. “Goodbye,” he said. “Goodbye,” said the fox.

“Here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see

rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”

“What is essential is invisible to the eye,” the little prince repeated, so that he

would remember.

“It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.”

“It is the time I have wasted for my rose–” said the little prince, so that he would

remember.

“Men have forgotten this truth,” said the fox. “But you must not forget it. You

become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for

your rose. . . ”

“I am responsible for my rose,” the little prince repeated, so that he would

remember.

Excerpt from Antoine de Saint-Exupery’s Le Petit Prince

Kau Ilham ku

Beribu bintang dilangit…

Kini menghilang…
Meraba aku dalam kelam

Rembulan mengambang...

Kini makin suram…
Pudar ilhamku tanpa arah

Sedetik wajah mu muncul...

Dalam diam…

Ada kerdipan ada sinar…

Itukah bintang atau rembulan…
Terima kasih kuucapkan

Izinkan ku mencuri bayangan wajahmu…
Izinkan ku mencuri khayalan denganmu…

Maafkanlah oh...

Andai lagu ini…
Mengganggu ruangan hidupmu
Kau senyumlah oh...

Sekadar memori…
Kita di arena ini…
Kau ilhamku...
Kau ilhamku

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Man Bhai

Furinkazan

As swift as the wind,

As silent as the forest,

As fierce as the fire,

As immoveable as the mountain.

the 2010 resolusi

Hold your ground! Hold your ground! My brothers, I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me! A day may come, when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of Fellowship, but it is not this day! An hour of wolves and shattered shields when the age of men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good earth, I bid you, stand. We will make this our last stand!

Aragon

Ma-Ga-Ba-Tha-Nga

Ngluruk Tanpa Bala, Menang Tanpa Ngasorake, Sekti Tanpa Aji-Aji, Sugih Tanpa Bandha

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Datan Serik Lamun Ketaman, Datan Susah Lamun Kelangan

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Sepi ing Pamrih Rame ing Gawe, Banter tan Mbancangi, Dhuwur tan Ngungkuli

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Aja Gumunan, Aja Getunan, Aja Kagetan, Aja Aleman