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First time I'm writing this stuff on here. Anyway I just need a place to brainstorming my head, my thoughts and my anger toward things I couldn't handle it. I posted some poems here also, you can check it on my profile.

Yeah I used to write daily in my journal. I make and creating poems, quotes and story. My first book will launch soon in my country, FOUR PIECES and it used Bahasa not English. I'm writing the second one with English and hopefully I could share some of it here.

I have duties at work. Also an arrogant Boss. My job is fine but it has lot of pressure. Sometimes I'm stuck and I can't handle my emotions towards people around me because Boss have a trust issues and He wants me to be as perfect as he wanted me too. Well, I'm only human, I am not God and it's burdened me sometimes. Not sometimes but a lots. Perfection is not human and I hate it. I hate being that person everyday.

So, here's the thing about work and my circumstances:
When you've tried being nice, no bad intention,and just showing some respect and teamwork , hell etc heaven knows what I've done for, then suddenly they threw sh*t right back to you. Like---, wth? Then you started questioning and doubting yourself what on earth happened with me?
It is me or it's just in my head?
OR--- I'm too crazy to be a part of them? Then who's the one to blame?
Most of the time I've done my best and that's what I've got? Is it fair enough?

Enlighten me because I started to hate that If you know what I meant.
As a leader I think You should have known and aware about everything that had happened in your workplace and stop blaming someone else. Because there're lots of conflagration in your space but you've been busy pleasing someone else's problem instead of taking good care of your team.

One night I had a dream I was walking upon a valley and off in the distance there was a garden.
As I came near to it I saw its bounty of many varieties of fruit and vegetables ripe for the picking.

Next to the veggie garden was a thicket of weeds and thistles and briars and next to that a patch of flowers of all kinds of beauty.

As I pondered why were they divided by weeds and thistles I could not understand why anyone would grow such an array.

Then a voice from the clouds said unto me "oh foolish man what do you not understand? Is it not clear what you see?"
I cried out to the voice "No I honestly do not know why anyone would let weeds grow between such a lovely garden."

The voice in the cloud said, " Son of man open your mind and eyes. You see the bounty of veggies and they look ripe for the picking for they are the food of thought and dreams of many in the garden of life but, as full and ripe they may seem, there is barrier of weeds and thistles that must be cleaned out to bridge the gap to reach the flowers of beauty.
Yet, there is no one willing to tend to the weeding
As the hope of reaching to the flowers of beauty and the veggies which feed those who hunger for knowledge and understanding there is much work to be done to clear out all the negativity in the hearts of the laborers.
As I the lord above the clouds can provide all the light and water to nourish the ground, I give life to everyone who seeks it.
Hence, all I ask is to clear out that which is blocking the veggies and flowers so they can bridge one another and share the bounty of love and life they so desperately need.
In time with proper nurturing, you will reap the bounty and benefits of the garden of life before you.
Seek it's truth and do not be discouraged for the garden will feed you what you need.

Hey ladies and gentlemen in my experience with hate and negativity, I always keep a positive attitude in all things my experiences in my life. I had went through so much such as family divorce back in my childhood to being bullied a little with some youngers but those days are behind me. I reflect back at my life no matter how things turn out I still keep a smile on my face staying postive and strong with nothing but heart full of love even when I feel upset I manage to always think positive. I think of love no doubt my family I love then as they love me also we support all no matter what. I also open my doors to share my love to all no matter who you are may God bless us all and know that love is the most strongest precious thing we have and keep showing how much we love each other.

Sometimes you have to do what you have to do...
That said, I've had enough of this place.
I'm gone!

Besides, I was up at 5am and did a marathon of internet research. I had enough of this place.














APRIL FOOLS !!

Intense morning light pours into my kitchen through the patio doors, illuminating it with a warm glow. Bouncing off the glass patio table top, I'm drawn outside to partake of my morning coffee in one of the comfy blue & white striped cushions on the chairs. The towering peak and presence of Mt. Cheam gleams brightly as rays stretch from behind a mountain range, exposing it's ragged edges and previously shadowed crevices.

Although unseen, I can hear the distinctive skree of an eagle, overhead. A soft green haze covers a neighbouring budding tree, partially hidden behind a cedar hedge. Birds trill and flit to and from said tree, perching briefly on limbs. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves of shrubs surrounding my patio, tickling my bare legs. Sadie kitty emerges from her prowls under the hedge, rolling contentedly on the warmth of the aggregate patio.

Oh, that wondrous first day of sitting outside in one's nightclothes, sipping hot coffee, one's inner being as burnished by spring's radiance as much as one's surroundings. An exceptionally glorious day to be alive!

I've been asked why don't I write about deeper subjects, and my reply is, I have. I have over 1200 blogs on another site from ten years ago that chronicle my journey through a very bleak and black period of life, immersion in self-help and self-improvement books, and a quest to be the best I can be. Although the mission is still very much alive, the urge to share is not as great a need. I have found that place of contentment, of choosing to be happy, and ever so grateful for where I am today.

Without those dark places, would I appreciate the vividness of today? Without those many people and authors that touched my heart and pointed me towards the brightness, would I have recognized those issues that required me to examine and deal with them?

I no longer am looking for love, as I found it within myself. I don't need anyone to 'complete' me, as I feel entirely whole. A partner would be nice, but it's not a necessity, and if one shows up, it'll be wonderful. If not, it'll still be wonderful.

After tension, drama and overwhelming stress, I'm so appreciative of the area and home I never thought I'd have, that's what my focus is. Enjoying life. Squeezing every last drop out of it, and sharing the wonder and beauty I see when nature draws me into her arms. How my camera has changed so much of my perspective to the point of taking risks and facing fears I'd otherwise never attempt.

My journey in learning photography has not been as quick as I'd like it, and has been, to say the least, frustrating at times. It's also been extremely rewarding. After just reaching level 2 in our club, last night's exhibition rewarded me with a 9 out of 10 for one of my photos and the highest mark in level 2, winning first place. W00t!

I'm the newest member in level 2, and this is only my second exhibition, so I'm pretty stoked, considering there are a lot of members in that level. Of course, photography is like any artistic endeavour, and it all depends on the adjudicator. She had some awesome tips for me for another photo, which I'll utilize later.

So yes, I could write on my favourite self-improvement authors, which books led me to the most enlightenment and why, and perhaps, in time, I might. What I did learn is every person has their own journey, and it's not a contest as to where you are on your climb up the mountain. We're all climbing together, and it's not how you get there, it's whether you do or not.

In closing, I'll add the photo that earned me top place last night. It's a reflection of tree trunks in the water, when I sat on the edge of a bank for hours, watching the ducks through my camera lens, and as the sun began to set, cast a golden tint over the slough. Reversing the photo and bumping up the colour turned it into an abstract that some love, and many won't.

I've learned a lot from my horse over the years. He taught me to be patient and to learn 'his' language in communicating with him. And he's taught me how to take responsibility for my actions. That whatever reaction I get from him is a direct result and consequence of my actions.

I learned that in riding him, he was more than willing to accommodate what I wanted, as long as I was clear with it, patient and kind. When I first got him, I spent a lot of time with him on ground manners, teaching him to respect my space while we formed an unbreakable bond of trust.
After creating this bond of trust and I was riding him, I learned how to communicate with him with my body and hands. I learned that I could just think walk, trot, canter or halt, and he would do it. I learned he could feel whatever mood I was feeling.

One time, after learning a new training method, I tried it on him. He pinned his ears at me, indicating he was not happy. I was told to continue on with him, even though my gut instinct told me not to. He reared and struck out at me, striking a glancing blow on my thigh with his front hoof. I received just a slight bruise, but I learned that no one likes to be bullied, and he was no exception.

Another time, I was frustrated at something. I can't remember whether it was him or me, but I took the crop to him several times. He stood stock still for a moment, as if in shock. He then took off like a bat out of hell at a full tilt gallop, completely out of my control. I learned to control my temper and not to take my own issues and lack of communication out on him.

I used to ride him every day through the equestrian park, 8 miles around. I've fallen off of him numerous times in that park. Involuntary Dismounts. So many times that I thought that dirt was one of the four food groups. Sometimes it was from something that spooked him. Although chunky, he was quick. And you never had any warning of what he would do.

With the thoroughbreds, they always let us know when there was something that they were afraid of and what they were going to do. With Nick, not so much. You could be riding along without a care in the world, and he would all of a sudden drop his right shoulder, throwing you off balance, and then spin to the left. Hellooooo ground. Involuntary Dismount.

I never got mad at him for that, and he never ran away from me. He'd always stop and look at me as if to say, what are you doing down there? And I always realized that there had been something that had frightened him, that I hadn't noticed.

One time, out at a cross country field, my back was really tight, and I kept spurring him to move on. With my back tight, it tightened his back, and it was almost impossible for him to move. Finally he got pissed off and bucked. Hard. I was ten feet in the air before I landed on hardpan. Ouch. I looked like I'd been in a car accident I was so badly bruised. Involuntary Dismount.

But, I knew it wasn't his fault for my own lack of riding skills and fear. I learned to master the fear, and relax my body to go with his movement, so that he could move.

I learned how to stay centred on him by sitting up straight and using my seat to urge him forward, along with squeezing my legs instead of leaning forward and kicking my heels. I learned to tell myself that I was a good rider and that I was going to have a great ride and focus on how I wanted that ride to go. It's common knowledge in riding that wherever you put your focus, is wherever you'll land. If you're afraid, so will your horse be. Thus, I learned to overcome my fears by facing them.

Isn't that just like life?

The bulkhead yielded

Anyone else remember that passage?

How about the great desert acrpss the stars around us. Where every star system had been visited and sterilized in a long ago fear driven attempt to eradicate us a species. But they missed one.

Who else read that tale?

No other known Hominid or primate species that ever walked the Earth had a foot arch. We are unique. There are other puzzles about us the more we study.

Zindagi Zinda logon ke zine ka naam Han. Nhi shayad nhi jevam mein agar gam na hota tu Zinda rehne ka Mann na hota.
Musafir kaho ya kafir zindagi jene ka aab Mann nhi hota
Kitne ladai hum karte hn roz.mohabat mein tutate hn har roz kitne fariyadi zudte hn har roz.shayad khuda bhagwan vyast rehte Han roz.
Himmat tu bhut thi lene ki pratishod phir kya badala zamane ka harqat karte vahi hum roz.
Log bhi hote gaye bor zindagi zii rahe hn roz.

“You can’t understand others unless you understand yourself”.
Self-awareness and personal insight increases perception and sensitivity towards others. Start by accepting the fact that people are very complex and different. Knowing yourself first opens the door to understanding others and then walking through the door leads you down the path to being able to establish good and positive relationships with others.
Having an open mind makes oneself much better.Knowing oneself is not easy
but ......nothing is impossible,
one must put aside their ego. No matter how special, extraordinary, and unique they like to think they are,
Having an open mind makes everything much better. People find it easier to approach you and open up their feelings. It also makes relationships easier to handle....the way...
I See Myself As A Person....
I became aware of the many hard-to-swallow realities in the world, nevertheless discerning the right from the wrong. My principles are solid, and I rarely find myself following the tide, though not so much that I am alienated, but rather, playing on a different beat in the same harmony....
but nothing replenishes as well as an extended portion of solely personal time,self knowledge and open mind...put together is me....
Knowing what you need – and taking it – is THE.... key.
Self-realizations can shift the ground underneath us, but they can also open up whole new fields of vision in doing so.
It is not so difficult to see ourselves, our identity, through....
Self knowledge is essential in figuring out what’s optional and not optional to our individual well-being. There’s power – and sometimes conflict – in knowing yourself and letting that understanding help guide your life.
the short answer is that you cannot.....understand others unless you
understand yourself.

What is the point of understanding personality types? Since everyone is unique, the idea of cramming people into categories seems odious. And even if personality types were somehow theoretically valid, they would probably be either too academic to be helpful in our daily lives or too vague to be meaningful—grab bags anyone can read anything into.
Our fellow human beings compel our attention because they are easily the most changeable, infuriating, pleasurable, and mystifying objects in the environment. It would be impossible for most of us to spend a day without coming into direct or indirect contact with dozens of people—family, friends, people on the street, at the office, on television, in our fantasies, and in our fears.
People are everywhere, having all sorts of impacts on us—for better or worse.

There may even have been times when we realized that we did not know ourselves. The behavior of others—and even our own behavior—is, at times, strange and unsettling. Odd things keep popping up, or seem to be out of place. Some of these surprises can be pleasant, but some are decidedly unpleasant, having calamitous effects upon us far into the future.
This is why, if we are too unthinking about the personality types in which human nature expresses itself, we run the risk of disaster. The person we thought we knew may turn out to be a monster or hopelessly self-centered. We may find that we have been callously used or that our legitimate needs have been selfishly ignored. Unless we have insight, we can be terribly abused. The opposite is equally true: unless we have insight, we may overlook a diamond in the rough, or be too quick to get out of a relationship which is actually worth saving. Without insight, we may be hurt or foolish, and either way end in unhappiness.

The problem is, however, that while everyone wants insight into others, few people are as willing to look so intently at themselves. We want to know what makes other people tick, yet we are afraid to discover anything upsettingabout ourselves. Today's competitive culture has shifted the emphasis of the ancient injunction of the oracle at Delphi from "know thyself" to "psych out the other guy." We would like to be able to figure out people as if we had X-ray vision, while not wanting others to see our weaknesses and shortcomings. We do not want anyone, including us, to see us as we really are. Unfortunately, something necessary and valuable—looking at ourselves with the same objective eye with which we view others—has been lost.
We have everything upside down. To correct this, we should remember Kierkegaard's advice. He suggested that we become subjective toward others and objective toward ourselves. That is, when we judge the actions of others, we should put ourselves in their place, trying to understand how they see themselves and their world. And when we judge ourselves, we should see ourselves as others see us, overcoming the ease with which we find extenuating circumstances for ourselves. Of course, Kierkegaard's suggestion is very difficult to put into practice. We need to cut through vanity and self-deception when we look at ourselves, as well as cynicism and defensiveness when we examine others. We must have courage toward ourselves and empathy toward others.
How can we acquire the knowledge and sensitivity we need? How can we begin to make sense of the vast diversity of human personality? How can we develop insight so that we can lead fuller, happier lives?
The answer is paradoxical: we will discover that we cannot really know anyone else until we know ourselves, and we cannot really know ourselves until we know others. The solution to this seeming conundrum is that understanding ourselves and understanding others are really two sides of the same coin—understanding human nature.
We believe the Enneagram (pronounced "ANY-a-gram") is the map of human nature which people have long sought.

Written by Don Richard Riso