<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><rss xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><title>Philosophy</title><description>stringing words into meaning</description><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</managingEditor><pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2025 04:01:21 +0700</pubDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/</link><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle>stringing words into meaning</itunes:subtitle><itunes:category text="Arts"><itunes:category text="Fashion &amp; Beauty"/></itunes:category><itunes:category text="Business"><itunes:category text="Shopping"/></itunes:category><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><item><title>Attitude</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/12/attitude.html</link><category>Philosophy of Life</category><category>Reflection and Motivation</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Mon, 6 Dec 2010 01:03:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-8445623399385839781</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The longer I live, the more I realized&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will influence attitudes in the life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Attitude is more important than knowledge, rather than money, than an opportunity, rather than failures, than successes, than whatever may be said or done somebody.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Attitude is more important&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;than appearance, gift, or skill.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The most amazing thing is we have the option to generate the attitude we have on that day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We can not change the past&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We can not change people's behavior&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We can not change what would happen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;One thing we can change&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;is one thing we can control, and that is our attitude.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am increasingly convinced that life is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 percent of what is actually happening to us, and 90 percent is how we deal with it attitude.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally: All the choice lies in your hands, there is no IF or BUT. You're the driver. You decide ... YOUR WAY OF LIFE!&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></item><item><title>We are a Limited Time</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/12/we-are-limited-time.html</link><category>Philosophy of Life</category><category>Reflection and Motivation</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Mon, 6 Dec 2010 00:24:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-1560641974603273463</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A friend said: "Time is not unlimited - but our time is limited"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes we are too preoccupied with things that are so trivial that we forgot to finish the great task that has been waiting for us to resolve. Try again you audit what you have done in 1 (one) month, there may be some things that should be resolved quickly at the beginning or middle of the month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Most humans are bound to be so many things missing from all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was given a very good tips by a book ... and this has been proven. These tips are very simple and sometimes you underestimate. Look: to complete a task, before you go to sleep, try to write down 5 things that you will finish tomorrow. Then you simply go to sleep after it wrote down 5 things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and prove the following morning. Okay, do not comment on - it did and make a comment here after you get the proof.&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>I'll Still Love You</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/12/ill-still-love-you.html</link><category>Life Poems</category><category>Love Poems</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Mon, 6 Dec 2010 00:01:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-6858013892121013402</guid><description>I love you because you're human&lt;br /&gt;
But if you arbitrary executions to the human&lt;br /&gt;
I'm going against you&lt;br /&gt;
Because I'm human&lt;br /&gt;
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I love you because you're human&lt;br /&gt;
But if you fight against people&lt;br /&gt;
I'm going to jinx&lt;br /&gt;
Because I'm human&lt;br /&gt;
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I love you because you're human&lt;br /&gt;
But if you destroy humanity&lt;br /&gt;
I will fight you&lt;br /&gt;
Because I'm human&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll still love you&lt;br /&gt;
Because you're still human&lt;br /&gt;
Because I'm human</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Heart Poem - Unforgettable</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/12/heart-poem-unforgettable.html</link><category>Heart Poems</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Sun, 5 Dec 2010 23:52:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-3196845100112562660</guid><description>Piano sound when his fingers dancing&lt;br /&gt;
Tones sounded softly in the silence of the night&lt;br /&gt;
When the rain came with a shadow&lt;br /&gt;
ever forgotten&lt;br /&gt;
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Small heart whispered to return to her&lt;br /&gt;
A thousand words tempt, a thousand regrets front of the eyes&lt;br /&gt;
As incarnated when I laugh&lt;br /&gt;
while giving sin&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh forgive&lt;br /&gt;
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Liver based remorse, did not want to go silent&lt;br /&gt;
Should I run away from this fact&lt;br /&gt;
I never tried to hide tuk&lt;br /&gt;
But keep up your smile</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>A Birthday</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/06/birthday.html</link><category>Love Poems</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Mon, 6 Sep 2010 14:34:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-6188198305650867358</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Birthday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My heart is like a singing bird&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whose nest is in a water'd shoot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My heart is like an apple-tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My heart is like a rainbow shell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That paddles in a halcyon sea;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My heart is gladder than all these,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because my love is come to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Raise me a dais of silk and down;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hand it with vair and purple dyes;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Carve it in doves and pomegranates,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And peacocks with a hundred eyes;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Work it in gold and silver grapes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because the birthday of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Is come, my love is come to me. &lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>All Of You</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-of-you.html</link><category>Love Poems</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Mon, 6 Sep 2010 14:34:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-4618753279423066587</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The sound of your voice is music to my ear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So soft, sweet, and clear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The kiss from your lips words can not explain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It takes away my worries and my pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The caress of your hand sends shivers down my spine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everyday I thank God that your mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The sight of your lovely face takes away all my fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You're the one I want to love through out the years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For an eternity I want to spend in your arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everyday graced by your beauty and your charms.&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>You are my candle</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-are-my-candle.html</link><category>Love Poems</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Mon, 6 Sep 2010 14:34:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-8087789697030171147</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are my candle, my love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are everything to me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;you are the lover of my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are the moon and I’m the stars!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are everything that I desire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are my destiny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are my past, present and future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are my sun my, everything! You are my Friend, Brother, Father, Sister, Mother .You are my family, my heart is all your to keep within you. Forever I will always be yours and no-one can damage the love that I have for you. You are my soul and no darkness can overcome to depart us. You are my raindrop and I am the sea. I’m so proud that your mine and I’m yours. Every time I feel /touch you my heart smiles and rejoices, but then at the same time its cries because I know once that candle blows away I will never ever feel the same.&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Beautiful Words</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/07/beautiful-words.html</link><category>Life Poems</category><category>Reflection and Motivation</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Mon, 6 Sep 2010 14:33:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-4893080629831578340</guid><description>Maturity someone is not derived from age, but from growing wise person&lt;br /&gt;
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Make yourself as the answer to the prayers of others&lt;br /&gt;
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Friends are angels that will carry us to fly when we forget how flapping wings&lt;br /&gt;
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The pain was necessary. Just how do we deal with it. Resigned to accept, avoid, or through</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Philosophy of the morning dew</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/06/philosophy-of-morning-dew.html</link><category>Philosophy of Life</category><category>Reflection and Motivation</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Mon, 6 Sep 2010 14:32:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-4616681815605605324</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Philosophy of the morning dew&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do not be attracted to someone because of comeliness, because the beauty of a person can be misleading. Do not be too attracted to his wealth, because wealth can be destroyed. Attracted to someone who can make you smile, because only a smile that can make a dark day became brighter. Hope you find someone like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are moments in life when you really miss someone so want to pick them up from your dreams and hug them. Hope you dream of people like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dream what you want to dream, go where you want to go, be what you want, because you have only one life and one chance to do the things you want to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hope you have enough happiness to make you good, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to make you human, enough hope to make you happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When one door of happiness close, another door opened. But often we stare too long at the closed door so it does not see another door that opened to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Best friend is he who can sit swinging on the porch with you, without saying a word, and then you're left with the feeling of having a long conversation with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's true that we do not know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we do not know what we've been missing until it arrives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Look at everything through the eyes of others. If it hurts you, so maybe it's galling that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The words spoken at random to fuel the dispute. The cruel words can ruin a life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The words spoken are in place to ease the tension.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The words of love can heal and bless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them into the image we want. If not, we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People who are happiest have not always had the best things, they just make the best of everything that comes in his life.&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Philosophy of Life - Fulfilling your destiny</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/06/philosophy-of-life-fulfilling-your.html</link><category>Philosophy of Life</category><category>Reflection and Motivation</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Mon, 6 Sep 2010 14:30:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-2050614092834072886</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You will understand what life is if you think about dying action. When I die, how I would differ with me now? In the first moments after the death, my body would be difficult to differ in physical than in the final seconds of life but I will no longer move, do not make sense anymore, or talk, or feel, or care. You will also understand what life is, when the struggle in your life and you achieve nothing. It's the things that live in that moment, the soul flying in the last breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What philosophy of life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life philosophy is one of the most important pillars of life studies. The task of philosophy of life is to think deeply about the question "what is life, death and destiny".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Philosophy of life is the study of life. This is about knowing the principles guiding life. One might ask "what is life all about"? What is the purpose of life on earth? Probably everyman in this world always have the kinds of questions like that. You may ask yourself, 'Why am I reading today? Why am I hunting a job? Why struggle in life to reach the sky? Is it necessary for me to do all this when I was that one day I must go. What will be the fate of I am here on earth? What will my future after death? Are the principles guiding life. This is all the questions running through my mind. But if we know the way, very easy to follow the path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Philosophical inquiry into some basic concepts about life, death and destiny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let us remember that the purpose of life studies is to help us live our lives without regret and limited also to fulfill our destiny on this earth, then, first, we must make clear what the precise meaning of "limited life" is. We will all die sooner or later but what exactly does it mean for us. Strangely, this is an extreme difficult question to answer. Sometimes we think that we are the way of a long journey. Until when life pushes us to the wall, then we know we have a limited life. I really can say that the purpose of this limited life must be busy in something and not only busy but also for us to make a positive impact in society. Do you think it necessary for you? In our happy days, we did not think much about it but in pain all philosophical things dances around us. We all have a mission to accomplish on earth. This is related to the question, "What is my purpose here on earth" we all have a mission on earth?. We are all created for a purpose. As we are all different names with different backgrounds, our destiny is also like it. What have I realized on earth is that even if we die at a young age and still fulfill our destiny on our earth there is no problem. Once we have a positive impact in some life when alive we will have a good reward. I believe that first we must discover our destiny before we can achieve our mission. What I have come to realize that our weak point is our destiny. For us to discover our destiny we must know what our weak point in this life is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Napoleon Hill wrote in his book that we are mind with body. Because our minds, we have a mystical power, known and unknown. If we dare to explore the power of our minds, I believe we can achieve our goal on earth. If you can direct your thoughts, you control your emotions ordain our destiny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We will all die sooner or later. This is closely related to another question, "what happens when I die" but? We could not know anything specific about this question. Therefore the research questions of this life would be like "what the meaning of life?" When we know nothing about the afterlife. Also we must make clear about other important questions, like "what is life without regret" we are going to die in the end?, So why should we live? What's different between life and existence? Probably life without regret means that when I die, I truly believe that I am pleased to have been born. Through out my existence on earth, I made an impact. I change the positive living.&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>14 Guidelines for Human Life</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/06/14-guidelines-for-human-life.html</link><category>Philosophy of Life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Mon, 6 Sep 2010 14:30:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-401345044546229235</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;14 Guidelines for Human Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Main enemy is his own man&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The main failure of man is vanity&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The main human stupidity is a liar and hypocritical nature&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sadness is the nature of human primary envy&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The main mistake is ignoring his own man&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The main sin of man is deceiving himself&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The main properties of a pathetic human being is a feeling of inferiority&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Human nature and blessed is the spirit and tenacity&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Great destruction is despair&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Main property is the health human&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mankind's greatest debt is debt&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The main prize of man is charitable and forgiving chest&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mankind's greatest deficiency is the nature of grievances and unwise&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tranquility and peace of human beings is funded and charity&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>UNDERSTANDING THE MEANING OF LIFE</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/06/understanding-meaning-of-life.html</link><category>Philosophy of Life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Mon, 6 Sep 2010 14:30:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-175101572432450948</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;UNDERSTANDING THE MEANING OF LIFE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever wondered, for what you were born in this world?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever wondered, why would you live?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's hard if we interpret or understand the meaning of life really is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Biologically, life can be defined as something that is achieved, real, moving, and can breed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But did you know literally what is life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People say: life is a struggle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Definition of the struggle itself if we examine more in highly abstract.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The struggle that comes from the word "fight" which means "effort" is not enough to explain the meaning of life really is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thus, the statement that Life is a struggle not quite right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People say: Life is beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Definition beautiful again less precisely to define the meaning of life really is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not everyone has a wonderful life, most felt that his life is not beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thus, the claim that life is beautiful not quite right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So? What is the meaning of life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The answer is only in the depths of your hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These questions can be answered in the direction and purpose to what we live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, we ourselves who must somehow determine the direction that our lives can be meaningful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Therefore, the meaning of life to every person has a different interpretation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If according to my view, life is how we understand ourselves and understand others so intertwined an interaction that produces a feeling called emotion. Emotion is what will move us all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Emotional state must always be balanced with the mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People who think too much without emotion, the result is nil. Because he was only thinking constantly even though he knew what he should do. But because his emotions are not running, then nothing is propelling him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People are emotional without thinking, the result is also nil. Because he was throwing just emotion that he had no thought of consequences that would occur if the emotions can sometimes be a danger to himself even though other people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unlike the people who rely on both the balance. Balance. He was able to think and move in sync so that his life goal can be achieved and interpret the meaning of life itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, from now on:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Define the purpose and direction of your life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Balance between ability to think you with your emotional state!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- To make your life more meaningful!&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Bought dream</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/08/bought-dream.html</link><category>Life Poems</category><category>Philosophy of Life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Mon, 2 Aug 2010 13:40:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-8678747558587605205</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Walk there. . . . . . shopping center&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seeing the kind of goods varied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Find anything in there. . . . . must be available&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Origin enough money in their pockets, certainly nothing to complain about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want to buy. . . . you want to buy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We want to buy. . . . everyone wants to buy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What you buy. . . .. . bought dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the higher price of goods, there is no choice but to steal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Until when the dreams that we buy. . . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Till then, until sold out self-esteem. . . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Until when prices had soared. . ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Till then, till we could not dream. . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All production is here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tempts us to memilikki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our days contain seditious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Until we do not know themselves ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seeing a child. . . . stealing toys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The prices are not affordable by his father that a thief&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Twilight Angel</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/08/twilight-angel.html</link><category>Heart Poems</category><category>Love Poems</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Mon, 2 Aug 2010 13:28:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-2515433899874550635</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Face sunset sky days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are bats flying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The turbulent sea in front of me. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Face it comes again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Came to me, and call me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The grieving faces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I give you a hug, and kiss your brow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Look at your eyes smolder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Burning life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Passionate voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Calm me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;BURNING. . . . . . . smolder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My eyes smolder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Your body is warm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Warms my body&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This song is for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This dream for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Grief comes and goes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Arrival of successive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Often I can not speak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;S'perti silent lifeless statue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Often I can not answer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I do not know what to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Twilight angel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dance for me. . . . . for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Still no light in your face. . . . in your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Singing in the evening makes me homesick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do not stop looking, do not turn away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do not stop loving, do not stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know what it means to smile on your lips&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Mother</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/08/mother.html</link><category>Heart Poems</category><category>Life Poems</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Mon, 2 Aug 2010 13:20:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-6754377121996084471</guid><description>Thousands of miles the road you're traveling&lt;br /&gt;
Skip the hurdles for me, your son. . .&lt;br /&gt;
My mother unfortunately, is still ongoing&lt;br /&gt;
While your feet bloody, full of pus&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Like the air&lt;br /&gt;
love that you give&lt;br /&gt;
I could not reply. . .&lt;br /&gt;
Mother. . . . . . . . . . . . . mothers. . . . . . . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Want to embrace and cry on your lap&lt;br /&gt;
Until I fell asleep like a child during&lt;br /&gt;
Then the prayers, my body wrap&lt;br /&gt;
With what I reply. . .&lt;br /&gt;
Mother. . . . . . . . . . . . . mothers. . . . . . . . . . . .</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Your songs</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/08/your-songs.html</link><category>Heart Poems</category><category>Love Poems</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Sun, 1 Aug 2010 14:29:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-9199638087672200001</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You pick the guitar and sing songs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gently rub my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unspoken promise to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Drown me in your song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Create the second deaf ears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Make a second blind eye ball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To be seen and not heard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Envy might drown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Indeed I fell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In cengkeramanmu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Truly I ask&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Go ahead you sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hear it's definitely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Go ahead you sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And do not let your song stops&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>If you come</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-you-come.html</link><category>Heart Poems</category><category>Life Poems</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Sun, 1 Aug 2010 14:10:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-1011707048397302546</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My heart is happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Blossomed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Moon and stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;brighten up the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Talk to each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Swap stories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sharing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stay on the edge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Still singing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The world was hit by frantic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The universe is like a whimper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Did you hear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For no matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tormented heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I swear, to do what I can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Someone has to be done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To be fair walk of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O comrades only live once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I do not want to die in doubt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you come&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Like the Sun</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/08/like-sun.html</link><category>Life Poems</category><category>Reflection and Motivation</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Sun, 1 Aug 2010 14:04:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-4108500781699797693</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Desire is the source of suffering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Place in the mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The main objective is not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The main thing is the process&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We live to find happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Treasure world that is the vehicle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The fuel is a character&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's the advice of the prophets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Want to be happy but suffered Found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because you want the source of pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Treasures of the world so teaser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Make us poor souls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is truth in the advice of the saints&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Give it to explain the liver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like the Sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Shining on the earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Shining on the earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Desire is the source of suffering&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Conscience</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/08/conscience.html</link><category>Heart Poems</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Sun, 1 Aug 2010 13:52:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-8940752662331216487</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How's conscience?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;New long been heard from again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anywhere conscience?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Without you it's lonely hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What bad news good news?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope that you take it easy good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hear the world's hungry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hungry something right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Conscience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Conscience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do not leave again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hear people cry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because his passion driven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You feel the pain of the oppressed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By the pace of development shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You see the slaughter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By the power of the piece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know the nature of pain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then what would you voiced?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Conscience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Conscience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do not leave again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Conscience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Conscience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do not leave again&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Whether</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/08/whether.html</link><category>Love Poems</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Sun, 1 Aug 2010 13:46:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-5413576883320733270</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Somehow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not helpless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When you whisper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do not you leave me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do not know where&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There was vibrating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When you say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need a close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As usual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I still can not talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Only able to look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thin lips attractive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As usual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can not promise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Only able to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whether the next day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whether the next day later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whether&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I swear, O-girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was not able to give a beautiful love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like in a comic love story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I swear, O-girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Throw it was reverie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then quick hug me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Simply proceed to our steps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Taste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Taste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What feels&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Dilemma of a taste!</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/07/dilemma-of-taste.html</link><category>Reflection and Motivation</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Fri, 23 Jul 2010 03:06:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-920733811469862226</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pensive moment in itself, joking with anxiety, lead to the silence, quiet and friendly, small voice whisper in his ear the tip of the leaf-covered piece of cloth;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"If only you are allowed selfish for a moment, what would you do?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so someone asked him, assuming there is an ask, although it actually never existed .......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think he will get rid of all the contents of his brain, trying to fill with a new brain, the brain that have been bought with the switch all the happiness that will never be replaced by anything, it will be very painful, yes it is very painful, but I think he will be better, he will feel the beauty that is very, very beautiful than before ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"It was a small sense of affection .. guess it will never become a painting without a viewer, or it will be literature without writers, there will be responsible for the selfish, someone behind to sustain when you're going to drop, and there is someone who will help you to bounce back "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Whether she should believe him?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I dunno!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*Selfishness happen because they want to be noticed, selfishness is because you want to see, selfishness is because they want to know, and selfishness will also occur when someone is feeling very marginalized.&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>whether the meaning of True Love</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/07/whether-meaning-of-true-love.html</link><category>Love Poems</category><category>Philosophy of Love</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Fri, 23 Jul 2010 02:28:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-8554900989020529725</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you think that's true love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A friend said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;True love is love regardless of wealth and position. People who have true love will be happy to see people happy even though he loved would not have it. He's not going to eliminate that love. He would be willing do anything for the sake of seeing his loved ones smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think there true love in this world?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whether I will get it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To me true love is everlasting love, love that never goes out even if love does not have forever to have. Of course not look at wealth and position. But we must not give up to get the love it. True love only owned by people who have the sincerity to love someone with all my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But how do you think.......?&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>How Love</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/07/how-love.html</link><category>Love Poems</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Fri, 23 Jul 2010 02:02:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-2449388050532622441</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You asked how high the love you've achieved?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Only the silence of the wind that gave the answer for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not discharged from coal smoke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When the fingers waving gesture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hope that could stifle rebound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The rain swept in the dike trail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But the bush where weeds disclose your departure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wet soil is still reserving trace your steps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In this court you never rests&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Leaf buds on the shoots of spruce did not have time to say hello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Row leaves unanswered questions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seagulls are flying it now has far to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you want your wings and fragile foothold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When tired of holding you reach the curve of the rainbow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Consider a row of bushes at the edge of the page&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Branches and twigs where you never rests&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Still hope for you visited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although only a moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bristle in the early months of frozen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Welcoming the sheen of dew on the tip of the grass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Natural hoping the sun comes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Filling the void of space spread dry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You asked how high the love you've achieved?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The answer is on the horizon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is a row of stars that are not affordable to me&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Sense of it</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/07/taste-it.html</link><category>Heart Poems</category><category>Reflection and Motivation</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2010 13:02:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-4744482569205946223</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I begin today with a sense of it ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sense that all this time continues to haunt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As if I walked anywhere shadowing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As if not let me to calm down though for a moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Still do not know me, is this all just fantasy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope so there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I dunno ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All seemed apparent to me ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I dare not hope to feel a sense of the other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I dare not want changes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because I know ... he's too valuable ...&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Not Always Enjoy</title><link>http://anyphilosophy.blogspot.com/2010/07/not-always-enjoy.html</link><category>Life Poems</category><category>Philosophy of Life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2010 12:32:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995165378796417932.post-3907519022896555157</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel this world continue to run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With no time to quit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel this world continues to revolve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With no time to ponder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Say that this cruel world ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, not really!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The proof .. I'm still alive to this day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The proof .. I can still appreciate this life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although I am no longer able to enjoy what I enjoy ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I remain grateful for what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think it's turning inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While continuing to hope for the best will come in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This world will keep spinning ... will continue to run ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time will not pause a moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm always turning gratitude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although I do not always enjoy what there is&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>