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April 25, 2012

Prologue (Poem)
When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting

Prologue (Interpreted)
When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end
The goddess descends from the sky

Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting

Act I (Poem)
Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess
We seek it thus, and take it to the sky
Ripples form on the water’s surface
The wandering soul knows no rest.

Act I (Interpreted)
The infinite mystery
The gift of the goddess is what the three men seek
But their fates are scattered by war

One becomes a hero, one wanders the land
And the last is taken prisoner

But the three are still bound by a solemn oath
To seek the answer together, once again

Act II (Poem)
There is no hate, only joy
For you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds

Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is nigh

Act II (Interpreted)
Though the prisoner escapes, he is gravely wounded
His life is saved, however
By a woman of the opposing nation

He begins a life of seclusion with her
Which seems to hold the promise of eternal bliss

But as happiness grows, so does guilt
Of not fulfilling the oath to his friends

Act III (Poem)
My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow

My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess

Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return

Act III (Interpreted)
As the war sends the world hurtling towards destruction
The prisoner departs with his newfound love
And embarks on a new journey

He is guided by hope that the gift will bring bliss
And the oath that he swore to his friends

Though no oath is shared between the lovers
In their hearts they know they will meet again

Act IV (Poem)
My friend, the fates are cruel
There are no dreams, no honor remains
The arrow has left the bow of the goddess

My soul, corrupted by vengeance
Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation
And your eternal slumber

Legend shall speak
Of sacrifice at world’s end
The wind sails over the water’s surface
Quietly, but surely

Act V (Poem)
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice

April 23, 2012

Do you Believe in "Reincarnation" ?

04:34 AM Apr 27 2012



Hello Yusran,

I think our goal in life is to find the divine spark that burns deep inside us and be reunited with our Creator (while we are alive, I mean.) Like Buddha. Or Jesus. Or I don't know, Martin Luther King?...

Think of the word "religion"; in Latin, it both means " to read again" (the Holy texts, I guess. Read them to find the Clue, or the Key.)  and "to be linked to, again".

I think, but I may be wrong, that until we achieve this goal, we will be born again.The conditions surrounding our Quest depend on the behaviour we've shown in our past lives. I.e, if we are bad people today, our next life will be much harder. Making it even more difficult to find God. Etc.

I am almost convinced that Adolf Hitler has been reborn a thousand times since he died, and that in every life, he's been killed in one genocide or another. Unfortunately, we have quite a choice, here on Earth. :(

We might say it is "unlucky" to forget who we were in our previous life, to have to learn it allll again (reading, writing, walking! Math, history... and life, simply.) But I think there are ways (like hypnosis) to pass through the unconscious mind and dig for answers, well into our divine spark, actually. Into the part that never forgets anything.

I am not sure I am being very clear... Please tell me if I'm not. :)

06:26 PM Apr 23 2012



@Yun : Nice, i also believe in that but only for nature . . .

for human, from what i read reincarnation is when we pass away, then we will revived with a new body and a new memory.

what do you think about that ?

:) . . .

12:24 PM Apr 23 2012




Yes, I certainly do believe in reincarnation. Nature is made of life/death cycles : trees losing their leaves in autumn, growing them back in spring ; water evaporating, forming clouds, which then break up into rain. Days turning into nights, turning into days. Man is "an animal like every others", so I don't see why he alone could escape the laws of Nature. :)

Yes, I believe our bodies stop functionning one day, but our soul, our spark, never dies.

I obviously also believe in Karma :)

What about you?



March 4, 2012

A store owner was tacking a sign above his door that read "Puppies For Sale." Signs like that have a way of attracting small children and sure enough, a little boy appeared by the store owner's sign. "How much are you going to sell the puppies for?" he asked. The store owner replied, "Anywhere from $30-$50."

The little boy reached in his pocket and pulled out some change. "I have $2.37," he said. "May I please look at them?" The store owner smiled and whistled, out of the kennel came Lady, who ran down the aisle of his store followed by five teeny, tiny balls of fur. One puppy was lagging considerably behind.

Immediately the little boy singled out the lagging, limping puppy and said, "What's wrong with that little dog?" The store owner explained that the veteriarian had examined the little puppy and had discovered it didn't have a hip socket. It would always limp. It would always be lame. The little boy became excited. "That is the little puppy that I want to buy." The store owner said, "No, you don't want to buy that little dog. If you really want him, I'll just give him to you."

The little boy got quite upset. He looked into the store owner's eyes, pointing his finger, and said, "I don't want you to give him to me. That dog is worth every bit as much as all the other dogs and I'll pay full price. In fact, I'll give you $2.37 now, and 50 cents a month until I have him paid for."

The store owner countered, "You really don't want to buy this little dog. He is never going to be able to run and jump and play with you like the other puppies."

To this, the little boy reached down and rolled up his pant leg to reveal a badly twisted, crippled left leg supported by a big metal brace. He looked up at the store owner and softly replied, "Well, I don't run so good myself, and the little puppy will need someone who understands!"