Tuesday, 25 August 2009

Pray Letter

Dear God the Most Merciful and the Most Forgiving,

I am thankful for all the things that have happened to me and that has been given to me thus far. I embrace everything that has been transpired to me by you and accept every choices that you bestow upon me.

I kneel before you today hoping that you would grant your humble servant a few of her (that I believe badly need of) wishes.

Please give my newfound friend happiness in the new world. I dearly hope all his arrangements went smoothly. Please give him the internet as soon as possible as I got so much to tell him and anxiously curious to know all of his journey so far, please make hast so that I won't forget later on.

He has been such an altruistic friend when I was in a pathetic manner. By the same token, he equitably helped me understand myself better. I recognize these are all from you and all that you have planned is for me to be awed of your many mysterious (and unconventional) ways, for that reason I am grateful to you for your coincidences.

Once again, this humble servant begs your forgiveness in her past, present and future mistakes and your strength to guide her in her entire being.

Please accept my humble request and I thank you for all your attention.
Humbly,
Thara' L. 24 August

Saturday, 15 August 2009

A Promise of Hope

Don't listen to the voices in your head...

"Why?"

There would always be times in many of phases in our lives we are confronted with the "enduring promises" of God.

In times such as those, some would called it "moment of weaknesses", or "*Faith in the Dark Night" or "turning point of one's own decision" or so forth.
(* Paolo Coelho - Brida)

I woke up one morning with a feeling of a trepidation within a calm atmosphere... Through my window, the curtain creates a hazy dream-like scenery...

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"Why?"

How does it came about the question of "why" ?

Why did you do that?

Why am I doing this?

Why are we breathing?

Why do it keeps us from living?

Why do we yearn living knowing all things must die?


A fine lot of good that will do you!


(God! I would be truly deprived of my sanity if I keep this unceasing demented emotions.)

Though the question remains~


...... But... I still wish for freedom.



Because of "why" I unconsciously blot out "what"

What is my signification of "freedom"?

"Everyone's looking for the perfect teacher, but although their teachings might be divine, teachers are all too human, and that's something people find all too hard to accept. Don't confuse the teacher with the lesson, the ritual with the ecstasy, the transmitter of the symbol with the symbol itself. The Tradition is linked to our encounter with the forces of life and not with the people who bring this about. But we are weak: we ask the Mother to send us guides, and all she sends are signs to the road we need to follow.

Pity those who seek for shepherds, instead of longing for freedom! An encounter with superior energy is open to anyone but remains far from those who shift responsibility onto others. Our time on earth is sacred and we should celebrate every moment."
— Paulo Coelho, The Witch of Portobello

The courage to merely be yourself. The faith in your belief. The strength to embrace the existence of life despite the entity of your fear.

There will be times I can freely say






I am simply me~












Listen to the voices of your inner heart.
"What do you truly wish for?"





Unnie~ Life isn't easy but it isn't impossible.

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