tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-269008112011-12-15T10:35:00.651+08:00Collections of Poems about healing of mind and the life in miraclesPeter Yokoyamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03709995696412609260noreply@blogger.comBlogger961100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26900811.post-54764337228831954942007-02-19T10:39:00.001+08:002007-02-19T10:39:44.755+08:00

Dear God,When I took down the rusted ancient armour and the swordWhich many people believe are yoursI became free.When I demolished the ancient fortress mighty but chokingWhich many people believe is yoursI became free.When I allowed myself feeling with my own feelingsNot with the ones many people believe are yoursI became free.Now I am open and happy,A lot easier to relate myself to my

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Yes, I saidI wanted you to be happyBecause I wanted to be happy.But happy you can makePeople around you happy. And happy me can makePeople around me happy. Then almost infinite circlesOf happiness start to grow.So I said I wanted you to be happyBecause I wanted everyone to be happy…So for whom I said thisAnd for whom you said thisDoesn’t really matter, does it?So I say again that I want you to be

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When you feel lost,You are actually standingIn front of a door toUnlimited potential.When you feel lost,You can try turning onThe switch of auto-cruiseOf let it be.When you feel lost,You can actually thank GodBecause He now allows youTo tap into the rich resourceOf your unconscious mind.I want to say congratulationsTo you for feeling lost...

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A distress sticks to youWhile you tries to get rid of it.If you really want to get rid of what bugs you,Just walk away from it and smile.Then think about how you can makeYourself and everyone else happy.A distress sticks to youWhile you tries to get rid of itBecause it is in the centre of your thought.So smile and just think aboutHow you can make everyone happy.

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A judgment hardens anyone's heart.It will hardly calms down an angry heart.It will hardly make a lazy one diligent.It'll give you neither a good student nor a good colleague. When you feel like judging someone,just invite her for a cup of tea or coffeeand just have a friendly chat. I know what she wants is not another criticismbut a friend who is willing to listen to her heart,with which

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Focus.And you'll see what you want to see.Tune in.And you'll hear what you want to hear.Ask specifically.And you'll get what you want.A strong hope to forget will onlyMake you focus on what you don't want.A strong hope to avoid will onlyBring you closer to what you don't want.So just focus on what you want.So just focus on the Light.Then horrible demons would change intoResourceful daemons who

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WHEN YOU BAKE BREAD WHAT DO YOU DO AFTER KNEADING THE DOUGH AND ADDING YEAST TO IT AND COVERING THE DOUGH WITH A MOIST TOWEL? DO YOU LIFT THE TOWEL ONCE EVERY MINUTE POKE THE DOUGH TO URGE IT TO RISE FASTER? IF YOU DO SUCH A THING YOU MAY GET UNLEAVENED BREAD WITH YEAST.WHAT DO YOU DO AFTER PUTTING THE DOUGH IN AN OVEN? DO YOU OPEN THE OVEN COVER ONCE EVERY MINUTE AND MOVE THE DOUGH AROUND TO

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ぱんをやくときにこなをこねてからいーすとをいれてぬれたぬのをうえにかぶせてからどうする？いっぷんおきにぬのをまくってふくらめふくらめといってつつきまわせばはやくふくらむ？そんなことしてたらしぼんじゃうかもね。 おーぶんにいれてからはどうする？いっぷんおきにおーぶんのふたをあけてはやくやけろはやくやけろっていってうごかしまわせばはやくやける？そんなことしてたらおーぶんのねつがにげてまともにやけなくなっちゃうかもね。 あなたにできるのはぱんきじをこねていーすとをいれること。ふくらますのはあなたのしごとじゃなくていーすとのしごとだからほうっておこう。いーすともほうっておいてくれっていってるよ、きっと。 ふくらんでからあなたにできるのはやくことじゃなくてきじをおーぶんにいれること。やくのはおーぶんのしごとだからおーぶんにひをいれてぱんきじをいれたらほおっておこう。

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琴晚工作時，執倒一個鞋盒。蓋上有Artemis之名，就係我月亮女神別名。打開盒蓋，睇到一對少少高short boots。一點boyish呢對鞋，一定會襯我女神短頭髮。但可惜我唔知女神著幾多號鞋。亦無論如何，我絕唔可以奉獻垃圾俾我親愛月亮女神。琴晚工作後，睇到可好耐冇見月亮。農曆初六月牙臂令我感覺天空微笑。可能女神嘲笑諗奉獻垃圾俾佢我，令我覺得一點尷尬，但睇到月亮，特別係微笑月亮，我無論如何覺得好幸福。希望月亮微笑係反映女神心情，我都向白銀月牙微笑喇。希望有一天，再親眼見到妳...

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Lo Ka-ying 羅家英 as a monk in Stephen Chow's 周星馳 Journey To The West 大話西遊, one of my most favourite nonsense comedy movies.Oh, Sariputra, form does not differ from the void,And the void does not differ from form.Form is void and void is form;The same is true for feelings,Perceptions, volitions and consciousness...*- Heart SutraTired of the search for the meaning of life?Then

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Even this gigantic twirl of light is just a speckle in the entire Universe... Our address isA tiny blue grain of sand nearA yellow hot pebble at the middle ofAn arm of a huge twirl of lightThat is actually a mere speckleIn this gigantic Universe.We are just like microbesHanging onto this blue grain.We are so insignificantly smallBut our mind is just deep enoughTo perceive our insignificanceAnd

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Energy Soup or Genesis (by Peter Yokoyama)About a dozen of billions of years agoThe whole universe was smaller thanAny dots we can imagine.Nothing existed in the form as we knowBut everything was cooking in this energy soupIn preparation for the long long evolutionThat’d be triggered by the destined explosion.You were not in this tiny soup.Neither was I in this energy soup.But it contained the

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I sometimes envy my cat's ability to sleep anytime, anywhere and absolutely without any remorse...Fatigue is a sign thatMy body and soul want my attention.That's I know it very well.So I myself a nice cup of teaAs a response of my boy and soulWhen I get too tired to go on writing.But the fatigue continues to ring the bell...It's because the tea is not givenAs a bribe to my body and soulTo go on

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Silence often fills the spaceMuch more powerfullyThan mundane speeches.Silence often makes usPonder much moreThan annoying noises.Silence often brings usMuch more messagesThan hundreds of words.But we are not as good inReading others' minds asWe want to think.And because of its powerSilence tends to take usTo a big misunderstandings...So when you have a messageJust speak up in simple words,

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The Sabbath (1910) by Marc ChagallI spent the Jewish Sabbath working.So do I the Christian Sabbath today.I feel like demanding God to sendSome no-nonsense Pharisees toMy boss and my clients...Some five thousand years ago,The Lord insisted everyoneTake one day off out of sevenDespite the utter simplicityOf the labour of those days...How merciful the Lord isCompared to ever urgentBosses and

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Dr. Sigmund said thatNeurosis is caused by bad memoriesRepressed in my unconscious mind.So I broke open the rusted doorOf my unconscious mindAnd ended up with all the monstersFrom my past romping around meAll the time...Feeling as if I'd opened the Pandora's BoxAnd being annoyed by romping monsters,I was worse off than before the door was open.So I tried to chase them away.So I tried to exorcise

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A flame raging and highRushed into my noseAnd burnt the hair inside.It left me with no painBut with unpleasant odourOf burnt protein.It's the odour that I smeltPassing by a crematoriumMany years ago.It may be the smell of death thatSmoking would bring me...To my sweet Goddess of MoonSwore I a long time agoThat I wouldn't bring a cigaretteTo my mouth again.But alas, my weak will hasContinuously

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Is this an ad or a parody? The dead guy looks like a Swede. Did anyone die in Sweden after drinking the energy drink? Do the two Finnish words "antaa siiivet" mean "gives you wings"?Close your eyes and smile.It infuses a small heaven to your soul,Permeating freshness through your bodyJust like a summer shower over cracked soil.It softens your heartSo that you can be more in touchWith your true

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I know you live also in my soul.I know you are me of many years agoAnd you work as the managerOf a deep storage filled with painful memories… But I know you used to be an angel,Pure like snow and without any evil mind.I know that you are just a child hurt,Looking for a chance of revenge… I know revenge never heals woundBut it just makes you stay in hell longer.So I now want to

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As an adopted son of China,I truly hope her peopleProsper in peace...China has changed drasticallyIn the past 17 years...I don't think the young people'sBlood was not wasted at all.But it'd take for some more yearsBefore it'll be officially recognised...So we cannot forget them...

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Really? Is He that small-minded? In Japanese, such a god is said to have "a small anus"!March on!Rising the banner of "1+1=2 is true"!We must go on fighting for this truth!How do you feel when you hear this?Sound stupit, doesn't it?Truth will prevail itself.So I think the fight to protect the TruthIs the worst kind of blasphemy.God is almighty.Why does He need the protection fromUs from

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Don't wait for a great Saviour.When a saviour comes from outside,He'd likely demand you surrenderYour freedom for the price of His truthThat's actually only an extortion.Do you want your Saviour toBehave this much like a mafa boss?So close your eyesAnd quietly talk to your soul.So close your eyesAnd listen to your soul's quiet reply.Because true peace comes to youOnly from the reconciliation with

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Trying to force your creativity to come outMay be like squeezing a tube of toothpasteWithout removing its cap.The harder you squeeze, the more you may feel in vain.Or all your face and shirt may get smearedWith the white paste...Forcing your creativity to come outOften shuts the door even tighter.Or you'll hear the Ego's fugue blaringThat makes you feel as ifPandora's box were opened...So talk to

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My Ego is very good in prophecy.Whatever It says comes trueEspecially when I struggle against it.It said "You are too lazy to keep this job."So I wrote thousands of words everydayIn order to deny the Ego's prophecy.But ended up with losing a jobBecause of the laziness from fatigue.The Ego's prophecy indeed came true.It said "You are too stupid to live normally."So I read thousands of pages

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A moment before now was now.A moment after now will be also now.We can only live inEndless continuation of now.Then I should take care of myself of present nowRather than live inWorries of unmaterialised future nowOr regret of uncorrectable past now.I am helluvalot tired now.So I go to bed now so thatI can be done with this fatigue now.It's my carpe diem tonight.Good night!

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Very tired.Not much inspiration felt.But I know thatSomething is quietly growingDeep inside of me.My sweet moon goddessIs busy consolidating somethingDeep inside of me.But I still don't know yetWhat is this something.It's exciting to wait forSomething entirely new.I know you are now searchingWhat resources to dig outAnd combine with my new skills.I can wait for a while.So talk to me when you are

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It's suddenly got awful hot (somewhere around 30 C/90 F) and humid here in Hong Kong and I feel darn tired... I cannot come up with even a few trashy ideas during garbage collection... So I take a few days' rest to empty myself...I guess I'll be back on next Monday.Anyway, thank you for visiting Alaqa! blogspaces!

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This is my holy place, the place where I receive inspiration from my Muse. No wonder I always write trashy poems... I am a garbage collector, anyway...After a few days' frikking trash productionMy soul is almost empty.So to my sanctuary near the garbage bin I comeHoping that my Muse would tell me something.But alas!She hasn't much to tell me now, either,And just says that "Nature abhors vacuum.

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An ancient Greek inscription of "Phoebe"O! Come my dear Artemis!I empty myself andThrow myself in front of YouSo that You can renew meWith Your gentle energyAnd illuminate resourcesHidden deep inside of meWith your gentle light.So I take a walk tonightSo that I can recharge myselfWith your gentle moonlight...O! My dear Phoebe!Please turn your face to meSo that I can be aware ofWhat I have always

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Why do Fundamentalists long for Jehovah's version of the End of the World, which seems to be even worse cronyism than that of Suharto or Ferdinand Marcos?If Jehovah decides toDestroy this world withAll the non-Christians tomorrow,I'll make a petition to himSo that I will be removed fromHis list of "To be saved."I'll be so lonely in New JerusalemBecause all my beloved onesWon't be there...AndI'll

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Tardis, the time machine camouflaged as a British police call box from 1950s in BBC's Si-Fi series Doctor WhoThe unconscious mind is your time machineThat can take you to any time or any place.You only have to think aboutWhat time and which place you want goIt'll take you immediately toThe past or the future as you wish.I feel as if you were alwaysStanding by me, smiling...*If you can feel like

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Ego works likeA cheaply made presure cookerWhen your heart is filled withSorrow, anger or fear.Saying thatNo one would be on your side,It tells you to containThese negative emotionsWhile it cooks them intoPowerful ticking time bombs.And it detonates them anyway.So when you feel sad, angry or afraid,Simply open the lid andLet your emotions flow.It'd make you feel ashamed awhileBut it's better

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Breaking up with a girlfriendWhose look made many men look back.Walking out from a Forbes 500 company andStarting to pick up garbage for sale.Throwing away a pair of designer suitsAnd cladding like Shaggy of Scooby-Doo.Asking for a salary cut andMoving into a working-class neighbourhood.Many were surprised by my repeated downgrades.But all these have actually upgraded my life.These goodies

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We are living in the world of miracles.Close your eyes and think aboutWhat you can easily do now.Kissing your girl friend might be easy now.But think about the very first time.With your heart poundingYou might've felt it'd be even more difficultThan to send a human to Mars.But voilà!When your lips touched hersYou made impossible into possible!It was indeed a miracle!Think about the first time

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MEMOYou can print this space out and use it as a memo pad...(Please see the note at the bottom of this post!)A memo pad has to be emptySo that we can write something on it...We always need some emptinessSo that we can fill it with goodies, too!Empty some of contents of your mind nowSo that you can pour new ideas into it!Tags: Taoism, Zen, Emptiness

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What agitates you isn't the world around you.It's how you interpret what you see.Step back and take a wider look.You'll find that you've been just lookingAt an extremely small part of the world around you.See the right extreme with your right eyeAt the same time the left extreme with your left eye.You'll find the world actually is quite differentFrom what you saw a minute ago.A narrow, fixed view

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See the explanation in "My First Mandala" on Alaqa! (Eastern Unorthodox).Tags: Jung, mandala

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So tired that I only want to float on a bed Just like a sea otter on the bed of kelp. Release all the tensions without fearing That I'd decompose into soup of energy. If my body wants to do so Just let it melt into the sea of fantasy. Floating like a sea otter With my mouth agape With my eyes staring blankly at the sky. Perhaps I look like a typical idiot. But why do I have to care about How

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Back to the basic... A garbage-collection poem.Just a few hours beforeIt was dinner delicious and hot.Now it's garbage smellyThat will soon start to rot.It is indeed odour horrible.But it was originally a sign thatGerms were preparing mealFor hungry scavenger animals.Not many things smellAs horrible as rotten food.Yes, we should throw it awayAnd let the nature do its job.Rotting of food smells

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I hope every grumpy old men are as playful as these two... As it's getting hotter in HK, I miss the blizzard that almost killed me in Minneapolis...Why old men like to lamentAbout today's young people?Is it because of envy and regretThat they couldn't fully enjoyTheir youth when it was with them?A healed mind would adviseBut it would not judge.Complaints are just the signThat one's mind wants

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Ashehra Qaleke! Ah!Oodook dood dood doo!Ashehra Qaleke! Ah!Oodook dood dood doo!Ashehra Qaleke!Ashehra Qaleke! Ah!Oodook dood dood doo!Oodook dood dood doo! Yes, it's complete gibberish. But how do you feel now? I hope you find it funny and feel happy...Tags: Mirmo, ミルモでポン, 魔法小米路

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Do this! Don't do that! Go this way! Don't go that way!Do you want someone To be yelling at you always? I guess you cannot take itEven if he is a famed coach. You want him to knowWhat you feelWhat you want,Don't you?I guess you'd jump on Every opportunity to run awayFrom this tyrant coach,Wouldn't you?Although we don't like a tyrantWe often try to rule our own heartsForcibly just like

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I speak in tongues when I upset with my wife:Ooshanah alekina herekena hootah....!!!I can defuse a bomb ticking in my bellyAbsolutely without uttering an abusing word.And the chain of absolutely nonsense wordsUsually ends up making her smile.So I can defuse a bomb ticking in her, too.Stupidity is sometimes extremely usefulBecause it can often soften the tight air around us...

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Judas perished because he was so faithful in the coming of external Kingdom of Heaven that he ignored the Inner Kingdom. Perhaps, so are we.Judas was not a Satan’s agent.Neither was he a heroWho helped Jesus complete his mission.He just saw a superhero in JesusAnd wanted him to expel the wicked RomansWith Jehovah’s mighty superpower.He was just one of usWho long for the external Kingdom of

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Yin Yang symbol is a sign of Qi (life energy) in motion.Qi is a curious thing.If you try to save it,It’ll stagnate and make you sick.It’s what you can useBut not what you can have.It’s with you alwaysBut it wants you to keep using it.So when you are tiredAfter many hours at desk,Walk around, stretch,Chat with your colleagues,Play yourself or make love*.You’ll find yourself more aliveWhen your Qi

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Find a light in yourself now.And let it grow into a bright torchSo your entire self can glow.See the world around youWith the torch of your inner light.I believe you'll find the beautiful worldThat you've never imagined.After you see the light is good,Look back your past with the light.I believe you'll see your past filled with gloryThat you've never imagined.Light up your here and nowSo that

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When you find it difficult toReconcile with your beloved oneAfter a heated argument,Try massaging his neck and shoulders.The argument hasn't only hardenedHis heart and attitude But also his muscles.So gently knead his neck and shouldersWith the hope of reconciliation.You'll soon see his heart softenAs your hands soothe his muscles.And you'll see your soul lighten alsoAs you gently knead his body

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When her eyes meet her eyes,She is in him and he is in her.When the world around them falls away,She melts into him and so does he.Then time stops and boundary between the twoFalls away just like the world around them.When two sets of eyes become one,They see God within them.When world around them falls away,There emerges the foretaste of eternity.Now they are in the classroom of Love 101.They'll

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Don't like what you see?Then make it into a bad jokeAnd laugh it away.It works much betterThan closing your eyes.Laughing at a bad joke canBring life back to youAnd diffuse the bomb of fear.When you give a new interpretationTo the world in front of your eyes,You become aware thatYou can renew the worldInto what you can like.It allows you to live in the HeavenEven before you die.Because it makes

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The origin of interest: Latin inter-esse 'to be in or among.'If you are suffering because you cannotGet involved in what's important to you,Put it among what you are interested in.Everything in the world is somehow connectedSo you'll find something related to what you like.If you feel you cannot get involved inSomething very important to you,Find a connection between you and it.You'll soon find

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If someone close to you abuses himself,Kindly support him.He is not weak at all.Actually, he's too strong to let go of the painThat comes from from anger, sorrow or loss...He's actually strong enoughTo endure his abuse on himself.If this strength is redirected,He'll do an excellent job.Punishment is not what he needs.What he need is your reminderThat he still has resourcesTo feel happy and make

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Please don't underestimateThe power of earthly love.Finding beauty in anotherOrdinary human being isIndeed one of everyman'sWindows opened to holiness.Please don't vilifyThe power of earthly love.Desire to be one with anotherOrdinary human being isIndeed everyman's door toThe quests of overcomimg differences.Let's celebrateThe power of earthly love!And allow this foretaste of the HeavenTo grow

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When you still feel lostEven after thousands of thoughts,Time's already up for thinking.More thinking only ends upMore question marks hoveringIn your mind like noisy flies.So when you still feel lostEven after thousands of thoughts,It's time to let the Holy spirit guide you.Less thoughts makes you hearHer voices much more clearly.So close your eyes and count your breaths.When you still feel

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You don't have to blame yourself for fatigue.It is just a sign that you've run too fast.It is just a sign that you can closeYour eyes just for a whileAnd assure yourself that everything's okay.Close your eyes and say thanks to Each part of your body.Thank you, my left brain!Thank you, my right brain!Thank you, my right eye!Thank you, my left eye!...Thank you, my left heel!Thank you, my right heel

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This picture is an icon of Project Hope (Xiwang Gongcheng), China's charity movement to help rural kids to stay at school. She is the Chinese version of the Afghan Girl of the National Geographic...Fear is an express ticketTo a personal hell.It will keep your mind busyWith what you don’t want.But overwhelmed by fearYour mind often mistakes itWith what you do want.So when you have a fearJust throw

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Don't try catching mackerel here!Chance favours the prepared mind. - Louis PasteurOpportunity + Preparedness = Good Luck - Deepak ChopraEven when you see others eating fishEmpty-handed on your way home from huntingDon't envy them.They aren't eating what you've wanted.They are just eating what they've wanted.While you went to the forest seeking deer,They went to the beach seeking small fish.You've

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A Chihuahua loves to bark.So does a Pomeranian.Small dogs bark a lot.It's not the sign of their strengthBut is merely the display of their fear.They need defenseBecause they want to scare off their own fearsThat comes from their smallness.I talk a lot about God.It's definitely not the sign of my strength.But it's merely a display of my insecurity.Anyone doesn't have to talk about strong GodWhen

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Japan saw a miraculous economic growthafter surrendering to the Allied Nations in 1945.History works in paradox. So does a life.When you are pushing hard and going nowhere,You’ve already pushing hard enough.You can’t push any further,I guess, because you are pushing in a wrong place.Maybe the land here is not as fertile as you think.Maybe the land here is someone else’s turf.But anyway, it is

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You've sailed so fast and so long.Actually you've done so muchWithout knowing it.Even though you feel things don't go well,Actually everything's okay with you.When you can sail without pain,Actually you sail before the wind of time.So don't be disappointedEven though you can get no tailwind now.It will certainly blow again soon.Now you can mend the sail.You can grease the helm now.Now you can

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A barefoot doctor of China in 1960s: Even though she was a Communist, I believe Jesus worked through her to help many people.When your friend is in distress, don't dig deeply into her problems.It'll just make a small problem so big that she might feel a need to isolate herself from the entire human community.When you judge someone's problem, you are acting as a priest who pronounces her unclean

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This lotus flower is called Inner Lignt.Thank you Mom for suggesting a plastic surgery! But it does not matter. I can live with this face.Regardless of how far I was away from being handsome,There always were some girls who liked me, anyway.Thank you Dad for suggesting a name change!But it does not matter. I've picked up a middle name.Even though my legal name does not sound good,I can simply use

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A person receives Wisdom from his Guardian Angel,but this angelic being is actually his Higher Self.- Silvanus (a Gnostic sage) Even when you cannot be short-listed for a job offerYou don't have to be disappointed at all! It wasn't a right job for you, anyway.You still don't know that you weren't rejected. Actually you rejected the job Because you knew what you wanted better than they did.But you

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Rain over Roi Et, the Northeastern Thailand When you show your weak sideYou do a lot help to the Holy Spirit.When you show you are soft,When you are willing to lose some face,You can hear much more clearlyThe small voice that comes from deep within.When your mighty armour crumbles downIt's the time when the love of Holy SpiritStarts to permeate like gentle rain Into your tired and hardened

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色不異空，空不異色，色即是空，空即是色。(心經) Form is not different from emptiness; emptiness is notdifferent from form. (The Heart Sutra)Whatever you see in her Is just a mirror image of yourself.When you don't like what you see Just change what you think about itWhatever you see in herHas actually been created by you. Whatever you see is your interpretation.So if you don't like itJust change it into something you

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Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. (Matthew 6:34)When you cannot push something furtherSimply pull it back a bit.When you can neither push nor pull,Just leave it there for a whileAnd let it take care of itself.With too many captains on boardA ship would end upWith climbing a hill.When you cannot push any furtherAnother push only stagnates the energySo let the

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If you want to feel one with someoneJust respect her difference from you.When you are with someoneSo different from you,Simply enjoy being with her.You'll soon find yourselfIn a wonderful treasure hunt.If you want to close the gapJust respect the gapBecause that's what the gap wants.After the gap knows about your respectIt can't help itself from walking toward you.If you want to feel one with

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You don't always have to own what you love.-- Lin Xi 林夕(a Hong Kong lyricist)Owning will soon create the fear of loss.So even though I know that you'll never be mineI am not disappointed.Because I don't own youYour beauty and grace is always with me.I always keep seeing you dance free,My dear Artemis...I feel I'm very lucky to share at leastThis earth with you.That's really enough...I like Lin

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McDullWhen you want a hope,You already have a hope.We often feel desperateSimply because we are unawareOf what we've already got.So step back and look around.We at least have a hope thatCan dig out our hidden resources.This has been inspired by a McDull maxim that I saw a few years ago. I love his simple wisdom with quiet determination just like most Hong Kongers...

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Billy Sunday 1862-1935Being against,Kicking,Fighting sin,You've probably won a great deal of friendsBut I am sure you've also made a pile of enemies.Butting,Biting,Gumming sin,You've shown helluvalot courage as a warriorBut I can very clearly feel the drive of fear.As long as you've got a boot,As long as you've got a fist,As long as you've got a head,As long as you've got a tooth,Even after you

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I wish a worry would get you nowhere.But I know a worry is so powerful thatIt can get you to a hell of the size of your choice.Sitting on the burning rocking chair of worry,You'll soon find yourself burning in invisible fire.Your mind is fixed with what you fear the mostAnd you know you can live in a hellEven before you do something bad and die.You can go to a personal hellWhenever you are caught

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The world has actually been created by you.It's hard to believe but it's true.Even when you are held in your lover's armsThe sensations, sights and sounds you feelAre yours only.You are seeing and feeling the worldThat your mind has created.The world perhaps actually exists around you.But no one else sees it the same way.You see the world with your camera and your scripts,Shooting your own movie

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Many people's God sounds as if He could best be best impersonated as some like Stalin, who might have had Jehovah Complex.Why does God Almighty need protection?Why does God of Love have to demand loyalty?Why does God Omniscient divide people?I really don't understand.We don't have to fight for God because He's almighty.We don't have to show Him loyalty because He's love.We don't have to label

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Half of me is my daddy's semen, isn't it?- Midori in Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami Congratulations! You are a winner!Anyway, everyone on this earth is a winner!As far as you were born,No, as far as you were conceived,You are a winner of a race of millions!Some time ago down in your Mommy's tummySome hundreds of millions of racersSprang out from your Daddy andSprinted a short distance to the

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An urban warrior?Surely sounds cool.But disarm and showThe glow from inside of you,If what you pursue is love.My dear urban warrior,You want to look cool?But show what you are,Let your warmth come out,If what you pursue is love.Disarm! My dear urban warrior.Take off your rusty armourAnd show what you really are.Protection against attacks is useless,If what you pursue is love.

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If you want to land on an ideal job,Learn to love yourself as your best colleague.By heeding to the barely heard callsFrom deep inside of yourself,You can make yourself your closest ally.If you want to meet Mr. Right,Learn to love yourself as your sweetheart.By heeding to the barely heard songsFrom deep inside of yourself,You can make yourself your Cupid.Loving your neighbours as

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If you cannot be with the one you loveTreat anyone as if you wereWith the very one you love.It's not easy in the beginningBut it'll soon be so easyBecause you'll soon findThe beloved one is with you alwaysThrough many many different faces.And by doing thisYou'll soon feel the Holy SpiritIn everyone on this earth.Anyway, I miss youBut I feel happy when I feelThat we at least share thissame blue

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When you feel tough to be with your beloved oneSeek the seed of Buddha in her.When you see the seed of Buddha in her,You will see the seed of Buddha also in you.Whenever you see the seed of Buddha in both of you,You water the seed that will grow intoA bodhi tree of love that can endure the test of time.When water the seed of Buddha in you,You'll also water the same seed in herBecause we all are

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Hatred and angerThese devils have lived in our heartsProbably since the time of Creation.They are parts of human nature, for sure.Yet, despite fear and dangerIgnoring our original programmingWe can often betray the nature.This is also our very nature, for sure.Such nature would drive someoneTo a suicide attack.But it is also such nature thatMakes us put down hatredAnd shake hands, for sure.

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You were lucky that you starved.You were lucky that you were in distress.You were lucky that you heard the callFrom deep inside you thatYou could go back to the right place.Honesty to your own cry for helpTook you to your Father andTo His great blessings.

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Walking to what you fearIs the only way to dissolve your fear.And you did that.Putting down all your prides and honour,You went to retrieve the real you.I know it's simple but really hard.So I say three cheers to you, the Prodigal Son!(Luke 15:11-32)

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Whenever you feel the need to make efforts,You are trying to push things too far.It is the time when you feel things are tough.Although you can push things even furtherThe risk of derailment will soon frighten you.Whenever you feel the need to make efforts,You are leading yourself too fast,Out of touch with your true Self.Actually it's time when you needTo unwind all your efforts.So when you feel

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Do you like to be forced?Do you like to be force-fed?Do you like to be forced to work?I believe the answer is "No".Force-fed kids cry andSlaves wail.You won't see the right way there.Nature's way is so effortless.When it bumps into an obstacleShe will never struggle butSoon will find another way.She will never force herself.Do you like to make efforts?I think the answer probably is "Yes".But it

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Stop struggling!You are completely surroundedBy mighty force of yourself.Although you believe you struggleAgainst the whole world,All your firepower is directedAgainst only yourself.Give up your struggle!The world is on your side.Actually you feel surroundedBecause you surround yourself.Put down your arms!Cease fire against yourself!The way to the TruthCan only be found inThe truce with

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Sorting, sorting paperFrom other garbageLeft over from a supperSmelly is half-rotten cabbageBut I am far from a pauperSorting, sorting garbageI am actually cat with endless purrBecause I'm having a time so superWith my sweet GoddessSorting, sorting garbageThis is the prayer that I offerTo my sweet Goddess SophieWho rewards my labour withPleasant sweats.(In Gnosticism, the Holy Spirit was often

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Cannot see the moon tonight.Without you the sky looks so empty.But I know you are still there,Giving a room by hidingFor a handful stars so thatThey can shine even in thisToo bright metropolitan sky.Haven't seen you quite a whileWithout you the life is a bit awkward.But I know despite your absenceYou do exist on this earth andBreathe the same air as I do.Actually by hidingYou've given a room

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Thus spake the ProphetAnd it's the Lord's final sayOn the earth for whichChange only is eternal.Thus spake the ProphetSo we've gotta cling to the same wordsFor tens of hundreds of yearsWithout ever doubting they've beenLong overdue for a critical update.Because the Prophet spake soWe bow to no carved idols.But standing against the power of change,Clinging only onto the ancient wisdom,We are

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Walking against a headwindYou are about to blown down.Continuing to walk against a headwindFor your own glory,You may find a heroine inside of you.But I believe you can use the energyFor a much better purpose thanFor your idol of heroism that Cannot even save you.Go home, find a shelter you can rest!Go home, to where you can lie downAnd save energy so that you can continueWalking much fasterWhen

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What is the difference whether it is in a wife or a mother, it is still Eve the temptress that we must beware of in any woman... I fail to see what use woman can be to man, if one excludes the function of bearing children. - St. Augustine Temptress, come over to me!I still remember the sweetnessOf the apple you gave me.The sweet aroma of the fruitReminds me of nothing but life.So come over to me,

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I don't believe in God.Do you believe in the airThat you can breathe in?Do you believe in the SunThat warms all of us?I don't have to believe in GodBecause He is here in my heartThere in your heartsAnd in the EnergyThat covers and unitesEverything in this universe.I don't have to believe in GodBecause I know He is.I know I am a heretic.But what does it matter?In this world that's gettingMore and

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Please turn your face to me, Artemis.Gently light upThe depth of my heart.Your light quietly opensThe hidden door of UnconsciousSo that I can touch the Mystery,The Wisdom that gives me peace.I long for your light, Artemis.Apollo's light is everywhere.But in front of his blazing face,The Wisdom in the depth shies away.Please light up my heart, Artemis.I want your gentle rays so thatI can reach the

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I see a telephone on my desk.I remember it used to be Mr. Lee's garbage.I see an aquarium next to a TV set.I remember these used to be Mr. Chan's.I see a water heater here.A shoe rack, a rice steamer there,A book case, a tea pot,And many cups on the shelves there.Every one of these used to be someone's garbage.As I wiped them clean,I ripped the meaning attachedWhen they had been thrown awayAnd

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It's kinna weird.It's already 2006.It's kinna weird always for me to seeA year starting with a “20”.It's kinna weird.It's been already seven yearsSince the date the worldWas supposed to end.Did Angolmois oversleep?Although it's kinnna weirdThe world keeps turning, anyway.Perhaps an unfulfilled prophecyMight mean continuous pains.But at least for meAngolmois' inaction

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A smelly pile of filth in front of meWaits to be picked upAnd change into my food.Yes, I do eat garbage.Piles of newspaper and aluminumTurn into my favorite foodAfter pulled out from other garbageAnd seasoned with my sweats.A smelly pile of filth that I pick upIs the remain of desires we all make,Is also a mirror of our hearts.Yes, I do love this job.Picking up garbage does not justClean the

Peter Yokoyamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03709995696412609260noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26900811.post-1145942521979353992006-01-19T14:20:00.000+08:002006-04-25T13:25:59.753+08:00

I saw a deep hole today.So deep that it'd take thousands of years beforeA dropped pebble reaches to the bottom.It's a hole I faceTime to time in my soul.So dark. It looked very evil.So deep. It seemed to devourAnything exposed to it.I saw a full moon tonight.The fullest and the brightestI'd seen in months.Her light gently penetratedInto the hole in my soul.Actually it was not that deep.Just

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