Ha, I feel like posting a poem..
This poem isn't mine, its Origa's . So if you have any complaints or critics, redirect it to her instead =)).
It's originally Russian, "Pobezhdaet Lyubov' " means "Love Wins". There is a Japanese version of the poem which made into lyrics named "Mizu no Madoromi" ("水 の まどろみ", literally: "Water's Slumber"). The words is quite deep, but you won't see its beauty unless you know what it means...
The English translation might be inaccurate, and it might also be modified a little (Sorry for being a beginner of this language). Well, this is not really my work either, you can say I'm just reposting it.
.... and now... for the second post of this day...
Глубоко-г лубоко хрусталём сияет морское дно
Песней колыбельной из далёких снов
Сладкий ветер карамели детства пролетел под радугой
Ласковою рукою начертил горизонт
Deep, deep down the sea is shining like crystals
There is a lullaby song from the dreams long gone
Sweet like caramel wind blows as fast as my childhood ended
With gentle hand you sketched the horizon
Заревом огня поёт мотив любви
Обливая мир, струится высотой
Это для неё сияние зари
Всё, что в миве есть, она заполняет собой
Dawn sings us about love and the world is filled with the rays of light
The ray of light fills everything that exists in this the world
В тишине ночи в моё окно заглянет месяц молодой
Серебром умоет, поманит за собой
На моей ладони нарисует небо знаки судьбы
Звёздные дороги мне расскажут о них
In the silence of a night the moon will peek into my window
Moon will wash me with silver and make me want to follow it
Sky will draw my destiny on my hand and will tell me about the ways of the stars
Загадаю, пусть вернётся старый миф
Водолей объявит свою эры вновь
В старом мире я октрою новый мир
Где отвагою блистая
побеждает любовь
I wish the old world was back and claimed this era as its own again
Only in the old world I can build my own world
I'm falling but at the same time I'm shining with pride
Love wins
Kamis, 20 November 2008
.......... وعليكم السّلام
Resting in my home thanks for my occurring sickness.
... This is also the first update in ages for this blog....
Yesterday, I found something very interesting to rethink about, it's a trivial thing really... yet, this strengthen my believes that the Yin and Yang philosophy really is true: No matter how bad you think a person is, you can always find a good side inside them.
I was carrying the DVD Player the Japanese Language Extracurricular used for their activity. The rest of the extracurricular members are girls and the only boy beside me who was attending the extracurricular looks like very busy as he packing up his laptop. That left no one but me to take the things up to where it were.
I thought the Teacher's Room was empty. My sensei rushed behind, knowing it was a little bit late to go home: 17.00 PM. The movie, "Tegami" was good, therefore no one noticed about the ticking clock which you can't find in most of classrooms (I wonder why my school is doing this, perhaps it's to prevent their students to pay attention to the clock rather than teacher's lecture). Then suddenly one of the cleaning service came to the class, we noticed that the school is about to close. But no one was leaving since the movie is not finished yet, that forced sensei to made a hard decision, she ordered me to fastforward the movie to the ending scene. The fact that we didn't really watch the entire movie doesn't matter though, the movie was ended with claps from the girls.
Now then, everyone left but me, sensei, and the cleaning services. I wouldn't want to be the last person in the school aside of the cleaning services and in fact I was the last student there. Quickly I picked up my pace and arrived at the Teacher's Room.
Like I mentioned, I expected no one to be there.
... rather, I saw a very familiar teacher--- it is THE math teacher, sitting by the computer with "POWER DVD" window on it, I assume he was watching a movie. He watched me silently for a few seconds before his glance returned to the computer screen.
Sensei followed up with a rush, and quickly picked up her belongings, and ordered me to put the DVD Player beside another computer by the room's edge. When I'm done, it seemed Sensei haven't finished tidying up yet, so I say goodbye to her and intent to leave.
But it will be too impolite to not say the same thing to the math teacher, so before I opened the door, I turn my eyes to him and say, "Assalāmu'alaykum" (السلام عليكم : peace be upon you). I didn't expect any replies, since he is not really the type to answer greetings. What I found is quite opposite, just before I got out, I heard a reply, "Wa'alaikumussalam" (وعليكم السّلام : and upon you be peace")
I didn't expect that. Now I know the math teacher is quite religious, perhaps he refused to answer to greetings because it was western-conventional or something. But when I used the salam greeting to him, he answered it. Perhaps he is well aware of the laws of not answering salam.
"Hukum memberi salam itu adalah "sunnah" dan Nabi Muhammad s.a.w melakukan demikian serta malazimi dan membiasakan diri dengan memberi salam. Manakala hukum menjawab salam adalah "wajib" iaitu sekiranya tidak menjawab hukumnya berdosa. (Rujuk Imam Al-Hafiz Abi Al-Ali Muhd. Abdul Rahman b. Abd. Rahim. 1353H. 469)" - http://tilmiz.multiply.com/journal/item/33://url
Ha, I guess I can gradually remove my stereotype on him.
Note: you should always reply salams, except when you are attending Shalat, or when you're in the restroom, and of course, if you are not a muslim.
... This is also the first update in ages for this blog....
Yesterday, I found something very interesting to rethink about, it's a trivial thing really... yet, this strengthen my believes that the Yin and Yang philosophy really is true: No matter how bad you think a person is, you can always find a good side inside them.
I was carrying the DVD Player the Japanese Language Extracurricular used for their activity. The rest of the extracurricular members are girls and the only boy beside me who was attending the extracurricular looks like very busy as he packing up his laptop. That left no one but me to take the things up to where it were.
I thought the Teacher's Room was empty. My sensei rushed behind, knowing it was a little bit late to go home: 17.00 PM. The movie, "Tegami" was good, therefore no one noticed about the ticking clock which you can't find in most of classrooms (I wonder why my school is doing this, perhaps it's to prevent their students to pay attention to the clock rather than teacher's lecture). Then suddenly one of the cleaning service came to the class, we noticed that the school is about to close. But no one was leaving since the movie is not finished yet, that forced sensei to made a hard decision, she ordered me to fastforward the movie to the ending scene. The fact that we didn't really watch the entire movie doesn't matter though, the movie was ended with claps from the girls.
Now then, everyone left but me, sensei, and the cleaning services. I wouldn't want to be the last person in the school aside of the cleaning services and in fact I was the last student there. Quickly I picked up my pace and arrived at the Teacher's Room.
Like I mentioned, I expected no one to be there.
... rather, I saw a very familiar teacher--- it is THE math teacher, sitting by the computer with "POWER DVD" window on it, I assume he was watching a movie. He watched me silently for a few seconds before his glance returned to the computer screen.
Sensei followed up with a rush, and quickly picked up her belongings, and ordered me to put the DVD Player beside another computer by the room's edge. When I'm done, it seemed Sensei haven't finished tidying up yet, so I say goodbye to her and intent to leave.
But it will be too impolite to not say the same thing to the math teacher, so before I opened the door, I turn my eyes to him and say, "Assalāmu'alaykum" (السلام عليكم : peace be upon you). I didn't expect any replies, since he is not really the type to answer greetings. What I found is quite opposite, just before I got out, I heard a reply, "Wa'alaikumussalam" (وعليكم السّلام : and upon you be peace")
I didn't expect that. Now I know the math teacher is quite religious, perhaps he refused to answer to greetings because it was western-conventional or something. But when I used the salam greeting to him, he answered it. Perhaps he is well aware of the laws of not answering salam.
"Hukum memberi salam itu adalah "sunnah" dan Nabi Muhammad s.a.w melakukan demikian serta malazimi dan membiasakan diri dengan memberi salam. Manakala hukum menjawab salam adalah "wajib" iaitu sekiranya tidak menjawab hukumnya berdosa. (Rujuk Imam Al-Hafiz Abi Al-Ali Muhd. Abdul Rahman b. Abd. Rahim. 1353H. 469)" - http://tilmiz.multiply.com/journal/item/33://url
Ha, I guess I can gradually remove my stereotype on him.
Note: you should always reply salams, except when you are attending Shalat, or when you're in the restroom, and of course, if you are not a muslim.
Kamis, 17 Juli 2008
Gibbous Moon
After quite a day, I witnessed the day ends slowly.
The sky was red--- the sun was setting.
Vacantly, I stared at the upper part of the sky.
… when I saw an object familiar yet looks different to me.
The full moon tonight feels rather different.
Strangely there was a feeling it will collide with the course of earth,
It is abnormally close, like there is something… incorrect.
The clear night without stars but one felt extremely weird.
Maybe it’s just me,
In some way it reminds me of the end of the world.
Occasionally, I thought about it before I went to sleep.
Trying to get a picture, I am always too scared to imagine further.
I know imagining the Armageddon would be no use.
All I have to do is to believe in it,
Believe that the promised day will come, someday.
… in any case, I should not think deeply about it.
True… the future is still unknown, and no one can actually foretell.
Tick tock tick tock, the clock is still ticking.
However,
The amount of sand left in the upper part of the hourglass keeps depleting.
And, without a doubt, it will run out someday.
Ah, I can’t seem to put the proper images in my head,
I am just hoping to be no longer here when the sun stops shining.
Although this is “a dream”,
The pain given in this live is excruciating and unforgettable.
Life is a gift and a curse in a different way,
It is a dream happening in each and everyone’s head.
When people take them with ease, then life will take them the same way.
When people take them for granted… then… life will also take them for granted.
The universe is simply aging,
Time will not stop, unless it broke down.
When it does,
The long, twisted tale of humanity will end.
… who knows what will happen next?
Everyone has their own view, because they are living in their own dream.
……….
… With a huff, I got out of the car,
The blackening sky is no longer displaying the sun.
The moon and the lonely star observed at me silently,
In a dream so long, a dream people dreamed, dreaming, and will dream of…
The sky was red--- the sun was setting.
Vacantly, I stared at the upper part of the sky.
… when I saw an object familiar yet looks different to me.
The full moon tonight feels rather different.
Strangely there was a feeling it will collide with the course of earth,
It is abnormally close, like there is something… incorrect.
The clear night without stars but one felt extremely weird.
Maybe it’s just me,
In some way it reminds me of the end of the world.
Occasionally, I thought about it before I went to sleep.
Trying to get a picture, I am always too scared to imagine further.
I know imagining the Armageddon would be no use.
All I have to do is to believe in it,
Believe that the promised day will come, someday.
… in any case, I should not think deeply about it.
True… the future is still unknown, and no one can actually foretell.
Tick tock tick tock, the clock is still ticking.
However,
The amount of sand left in the upper part of the hourglass keeps depleting.
And, without a doubt, it will run out someday.
Ah, I can’t seem to put the proper images in my head,
I am just hoping to be no longer here when the sun stops shining.
Although this is “a dream”,
The pain given in this live is excruciating and unforgettable.
Life is a gift and a curse in a different way,
It is a dream happening in each and everyone’s head.
When people take them with ease, then life will take them the same way.
When people take them for granted… then… life will also take them for granted.
The universe is simply aging,
Time will not stop, unless it broke down.
When it does,
The long, twisted tale of humanity will end.
… who knows what will happen next?
Everyone has their own view, because they are living in their own dream.
……….
… With a huff, I got out of the car,
The blackening sky is no longer displaying the sun.
The moon and the lonely star observed at me silently,
In a dream so long, a dream people dreamed, dreaming, and will dream of…
Review: Cross Sky Academy
Reinance Arcdementor is a newcomer in role-playing forums. However it has been proven that the green experience didn’t stop Ren to create a forum with a fine quality of setting. Cross
Taking a place somewhere in a desolated island (believed to be in the territorial of England or Japan), the academy is superior and incredibly vast, which is the perfect setting to bury the presence of an atypical power named as Cross.
The founder of the academy, Chris, was also the founder of the power itself. The power for centuries has been misconnected with magic and the existence of the power is rapidly vanishing, possessor of Cross has been hunted for centuries.
Knowing that it would be a shame to let such a power extinct because of misconceptions, Chris bought an island far from the authorities and the eyes of the power hunters, and build tall walls to conceal the possessors of Cross.
When most of schools forbid student fights, the academy made a rule that students have to spar each other, few drops of blood is expected, but there is no other way for the power possessor to survive.
Aside of the blood feuds, students can enjoy their unusual but perhaps-- pleasant school days. Four houses shall be the gathering for students to learn the meaning of comrade, companion, and friendship, the house of fire (Incendia), water (Unda), earth (Terra), and Air (Aer). Each and every house has their own headquarters, and kept hidden from the other houses unless a period named as “Open House” was launched.
The setting is relatively fresh, Ren had a fine idea of creating a place with its own characteristic. From Japanese onsen, European strongholds, to the Ancient Roman catacomb, most likely Cross Sky Academy is the only place where the possessor of the Cross belongs.
The founder of the academy, Chris, was also the founder of the power itself. The power for centuries has been misconnected with magic and the existence of the power is rapidly vanishing, possessor of Cross has been hunted for centuries.
Knowing that it would be a shame to let such a power extinct because of misconceptions, Chris bought an island far from the authorities and the eyes of the power hunters, and build tall walls to conceal the possessors of Cross.
When most of schools forbid student fights, the academy made a rule that students have to spar each other, few drops of blood is expected, but there is no other way for the power possessor to survive.
Aside of the blood feuds, students can enjoy their unusual but perhaps-- pleasant school days. Four houses shall be the gathering for students to learn the meaning of comrade, companion, and friendship, the house of fire (Incendia), water (Unda), earth (Terra), and Air (Aer). Each and every house has their own headquarters, and kept hidden from the other houses unless a period named as “Open House” was launched.
The setting is relatively fresh, Ren had a fine idea of creating a place with its own characteristic. From Japanese onsen, European strongholds, to the Ancient Roman catacomb, most likely Cross Sky Academy is the only place where the possessor of the Cross belongs.
See the students of the unusual school in action at http://cross-sky.forumotion.com
Review: Rat Base
From the creator of Abstract School and the handler of notable role-playing forums, Wanijima Hinao is back with a setting took place in the future of the human world- the wicked end of the times when the law is only one, the strong is the survivor.
Shop system codes used is nearly perfect. You can buy stuff for your inventories, and use them in a time of need in the role-play. Unfortunately, few bugs might disrupt the system and sometimes your RP sheet isn’t displaying.
Shop system codes used is nearly perfect. You can buy stuff for your inventories, and use them in a time of need in the role-play. Unfortunately, few bugs might disrupt the system and sometimes your RP sheet isn’t displaying.
The view of CF XIII Legion's capital, Diversio, would be a suitable image to depict Rat Base CityOnce upon a time, centuries after our generation, the glorious human race society is falling apart. United Nation failed, broken, and undone. Laws of humanity rights fading and humans fell into an endless abyss of agony.
Economy is falling all over the world, but the money systems appear to still standing. Do not be too glad should you have them, though. Law has almost stopped running and you will rarely see police. No place is safe when you are carrying the precious thing and eyes will watch you closely in peril, hire a bodyguard would be a perfect choice, but do you have what it takes?
You will not find a licensed doctor. There is no hospital standing and no one will help you when you are dying since there is no healthcare system. There are only three choices for you to take. First, find a person with medical experience, you would have to offer something as exchange and the risk of misanalysis is high. Second, buy the drug if you are sure what the root of your ache is, but there is no guarantee you will ever regain your health. Or three, silently wait for death to pick you up.
Luckily for you, human can still produce food. Drop by the groceries and seek for a brief delight of filling your stomach. Else, find the right drug to suppress your need to eat should you think you are too busy to eat in the dark times you are experiencing.
Always carry your survival tools and never get out of your safety without them. You can never predict what will happen to you, in the wicked city you are living, most of the people don’t care. What they care is how can they stay in their miserable life.
Decide. Revive the past, or eradicate the future. Each and every role is important, the star of the story is no other than every one of the citizen of the rotten city of Rat Base. And when you stepped your foot at the grounds, you will find that every choice is yours to take.
You can visit the "future" at http://www.rat-base.co.cc
Rabu, 16 Juli 2008
E.A
(Bisa Jadi)
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An Evening Prayer
When I come to, I was eating the usual fried noodles for lunch.
The canteen was lively; most of junior high school students took their meal there.
Yes, I know exactly too much instant noodle isn’t good for my health,
But I wasn’t felt like eating any other, so I took them instead.
As soon as I finished them, the bell was ringing.
The loud noise summoned me to the class,
It is time for the last subject, math
Returning the empty plate, I left the cafeteria,
There is no chance I would take the risk to be late for the next class,
Especially in the subject which is most likely, the most important.
While climbing the stairs, I gazed at the clock, it was 12.46
I refused to stroll around much longer and got straight to the class.
Calmly, I sat on my chair,
As expected, the class was still quiet, since not many got there yet,
Despite of my straight look, I was a little bit rowdy inside,
This always happens before the subject--- I got used to it already.
I hate math.
Since I was in the seventh grade, that subject lost my favor.
A certain reason which is now not important is the key reason to it,
Still, I can’t get it, why still I hate it even though the cause of it has disappeared?
While I was drowning in a deep thought, the teacher came in.
Like a shock effect, I was snapped out of from my daydream.
“… or, here he is.” ------ the math teacher came in,
I might have not realized it, but the class was already full,
I wasn’t paying attention at all; it is like a bad habit
The noisy class turned silent at that second.
Somehow… the class atmosphere turned heavy.
That was supposed to be the time to elect the class president.
But… it appeared things weren’t they supposed to be,
By a disturbing autocracy, he selected the class representatives
… with his own hand, without our interference.
I knew initially he was not a bad teacher,
He is not your typical killer teacher type
Rather… his unusual way to do things is unpopular,
I somewhat disliked him, even though I feel no hatred.
He won’t scold you much, but his words might pierce you to death.
He is also included in my “1001 Reason Why I Hate Math” list.
When you feel his presence, somehow you can feel the oxygen has been drained out.
This is personally how I feel, and I can confirm that these are not simply a hyperbole.
So, the election was ended quick thanks of his quick ways to do them.
It’s not like I was after the class president position; I had enough of it last year.
Just------ his method is utterly unacceptable to me.
I was intending to abject, but I didn’t see the benefit of it--- so I sat back.
He jumped to the subject right after, as if there was no time to spare.
Looking at his background, actually he is a college professor.
That is exactly the problem lied,
Because of that, he is treating us like a prepared college student, or something.
His smile is dark, so dark you may tremble by only seeing it.
The way he speak is friendly, but you could only feel cruelty
The way he ignore things, it is… elusive.
Not the teacher you would want to mess with, I presume.
So, I tried his way to ignore things and just listen to what he is trying to teach.
Minutes were past----- exercise of the subject was given.
It was the first math exercise given in this semester,
When I tried to get them done, I was astonished
Most of the class was finished already,
Amazing… I didn’t know what comment I should spout.
I realized it.
My efforts was not simply good enough,
Well, there is no reason to give up, is there?
………. I’ll just have to try harder,
Human mind has no actual limit,
I believe I am not at my limit, so I have to try to at least get close to it.
Again, in a relatively long yet also short instance in the same time,
The bell ringed again, instructing us to leave the classroom.
In another deep thought, I sighed and left the school without a word.
What I wanted was just getting home quick.
By the hill heading home, I wonder,
They say too much ambition will corrode you,
I suppress them under control already, I guess.
Under the evening light, I prayed so I could get this over with a nice way.
……. I know when there is a will, there is a way.
Strengthen my will and find my way should be written in my agenda,
Now,
I shall start now.
The canteen was lively; most of junior high school students took their meal there.
Yes, I know exactly too much instant noodle isn’t good for my health,
But I wasn’t felt like eating any other, so I took them instead.
As soon as I finished them, the bell was ringing.
The loud noise summoned me to the class,
It is time for the last subject, math
Returning the empty plate, I left the cafeteria,
There is no chance I would take the risk to be late for the next class,
Especially in the subject which is most likely, the most important.
While climbing the stairs, I gazed at the clock, it was 12.46
I refused to stroll around much longer and got straight to the class.
Calmly, I sat on my chair,
As expected, the class was still quiet, since not many got there yet,
Despite of my straight look, I was a little bit rowdy inside,
This always happens before the subject--- I got used to it already.
I hate math.
Since I was in the seventh grade, that subject lost my favor.
A certain reason which is now not important is the key reason to it,
Still, I can’t get it, why still I hate it even though the cause of it has disappeared?
While I was drowning in a deep thought, the teacher came in.
Like a shock effect, I was snapped out of from my daydream.
“… or, here he is.” ------ the math teacher came in,
I might have not realized it, but the class was already full,
I wasn’t paying attention at all; it is like a bad habit
The noisy class turned silent at that second.
Somehow… the class atmosphere turned heavy.
That was supposed to be the time to elect the class president.
But… it appeared things weren’t they supposed to be,
By a disturbing autocracy, he selected the class representatives
… with his own hand, without our interference.
I knew initially he was not a bad teacher,
He is not your typical killer teacher type
Rather… his unusual way to do things is unpopular,
I somewhat disliked him, even though I feel no hatred.
He won’t scold you much, but his words might pierce you to death.
He is also included in my “1001 Reason Why I Hate Math” list.
When you feel his presence, somehow you can feel the oxygen has been drained out.
This is personally how I feel, and I can confirm that these are not simply a hyperbole.
So, the election was ended quick thanks of his quick ways to do them.
It’s not like I was after the class president position; I had enough of it last year.
Just------ his method is utterly unacceptable to me.
I was intending to abject, but I didn’t see the benefit of it--- so I sat back.
He jumped to the subject right after, as if there was no time to spare.
Looking at his background, actually he is a college professor.
That is exactly the problem lied,
Because of that, he is treating us like a prepared college student, or something.
His smile is dark, so dark you may tremble by only seeing it.
The way he speak is friendly, but you could only feel cruelty
The way he ignore things, it is… elusive.
Not the teacher you would want to mess with, I presume.
So, I tried his way to ignore things and just listen to what he is trying to teach.
Minutes were past----- exercise of the subject was given.
It was the first math exercise given in this semester,
When I tried to get them done, I was astonished
Most of the class was finished already,
Amazing… I didn’t know what comment I should spout.
I realized it.
My efforts was not simply good enough,
Well, there is no reason to give up, is there?
………. I’ll just have to try harder,
Human mind has no actual limit,
I believe I am not at my limit, so I have to try to at least get close to it.
Again, in a relatively long yet also short instance in the same time,
The bell ringed again, instructing us to leave the classroom.
In another deep thought, I sighed and left the school without a word.
What I wanted was just getting home quick.
By the hill heading home, I wonder,
They say too much ambition will corrode you,
I suppress them under control already, I guess.
Under the evening light, I prayed so I could get this over with a nice way.
……. I know when there is a will, there is a way.
Strengthen my will and find my way should be written in my agenda,
Now,
I shall start now.
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