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--==[[ PrOpErTy Of BadTz ]]==--
 By: Badtz BardSyah
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| Tuesday, 14-Oct-2008 09:28 |
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--==[[ Dont Look Back In Anger ]]==--
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Two crows fight each other
Ahah! Didn't go to work today. MC. Nothing to do. Busy DJ-ing MobileIRC.fm. So many bad thing comes to me lately. Anybody can become
angry. That is easy. But, to be angry with the right person, and to the right degree, and at the right time, and for the right purpose,
and in the right way, that is not within everybody's power. That is not easy. Be not angry that you cannot make others as you wish them to be.
Since you cannot make yourself as you wish to be.
View from my house. Beautiful dawn.
The only justice is to follow the sincere intuition of the soul. Angry or gentle. Anger is just, and pity is just. But judgment is never just.
People who angers you conquers you. The remarkable thing is that we really love other people around us as ourselves. We do unto others
as we do unto ourselves. We hate others when we hate ourselves. We are tolerant toward others when we tolerate ourselves. We forgive
others when we forgive ourselves. We are prone to sacrifice others when we are ready to sacrifice ourselves.
View from my house. Early morning.
Let us not look back in anger or forward in fear, but around in awareness. The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape,
shows us to others, but hides us from ourselves. I am angry nearly every day of my life. Learned not to show it. Still try to hope not to feel it.
Though it may take me another years to do it. How much more grievous are the consequences of anger than the causes of it.
View from my house. Noon.
Who said my life was easy? But instead i'm in denial. Wishing upon a starless night. Know it's out there some we're. Will this life get easier?
Or will i lose everything. Everything i ever worked for. Things never change. I'm still hiding. Working hard and getting nothing in return.
A uniform, a patch, and people who hate me? People who can't stand me? People who don't even know me?
View from my house. Night.
This is my life. A creeper of the night A bearer of freedom. Stop burning my colors. i fight for that…
You just voice your opinion, which i understand. I'll take this stand. And listen to what you have to say anyway. But before you make any
rationalized comments, would you dare walk in my shoes, for just one day? See what i see. Hear what i hear. And Bear what i bear.
Before you comment on my Life. Would you change your life? Like i did mine?
View from my house. Rainy. Morning.
View from my house. Around 3pm. Edited.
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