Poster of the Day

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Favorite Money

the image is from http://www.niknayman.blogspot.com/

Believe

Believe what is in your heart,

what your gut is leading;

not in what you see or hear

or what your are told to believe.

Perceptions are delusional at times.

Only mindfulness will set you free,

will let you feel the path ---

the true path, which will be

leading you to the truthful heart.

the image is from http://www.justifiedwalk.com/Buttons/media_center/righteousness_by_faith1.jpg

Free Bird

Free Bird Toward to a Free Burma

My home....
where I was born and raised
used to be warm and lovely;
now filled with darkness and horror.

My family....
whom I had grown with
used to be cheerful and lively;
now living with fear and terror.

My friends....
whom I shared my life with
used to be pure and merry;
now living with wounded heart.

A free bird...
which is just freed
used to be caged
now flying with an olive branch
for the place it loves.

by Aung San Suu Kyii
2003

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Hidden Pain, Forgotten Tears

Deep inside, there is pain
all alive and enduring game.
Tears are forgotten
Oh, forgotten??
---- already??
Too soon???
Our hearts still beating???
I want to know.

the image is from http://www.flipseflowershop.com/images/S10-3465.jpg

Never Forget

Never Forget for those who have strong believe.
Never Forget for those who have given their lives.

Never Forget for those who have been honorably patriotic.

Never Forget for those who have said ---

"Give me Liberty or Give me Death!"

Patrick Henry

March 23, 1775

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Animation of the Day

Quote from the animation: Bug's Life (Disney) 1998 Hopper = Leader of the Grasshopper gang who's been bullying food from the poor ants) Hopper: Guys order another round because we are staying here! The Gang: Yayyyyy (grass hoppers cheering) Hopper: What was I thinking?? Going back to Ant Island. I mean, we just got here, and we have more than enough food to get us through the winter. Right?? Why go back?? --------- But there was that ant that stood up to me. One of the Gang members: Yeah, but we can forget about him! Another Gang member: Yeah, it was just one ant. Hopper: Ooo-oooh! One ant! Yeah, you're right! It's just one ant! Gang member: Yeah, boss. They're puny! Hopper: Hmm, puny. Say, let's pretend this grain is a puny little ant. (Hopper hit one of the gang members with a seed) Didn't that hurt? Gang member: Nope. (Again, he hit him with another seed) Hopper: Well, how 'bout this one? Gang member: Are you kidding? Ha-ha-ha-ha (laughing the whole gang) Hopper: Well, how 'bout this? (Hopper opens up the big bottle of collected seeds which run over some members of the gang) Gang members: Ahhhhh--- (screaming from those grass hoppers being squash by the mountain of seeds). Hopper:You let one ant stands up to us, then they all might stand up. Those puny little ants outnumber us a hundred to one. And if they ever figure that out, there goes our way of life! It's not about food. It's about keeping those ants in line. That's why we're going back! Does anybody else wanna stay? Rrrrrrrr--- (the whole grass hopper gang buzzing their wings ready to fly) One of the Gang members: He's quite a motivational speaker, isn't he? Hopper: Let's ride! (Grasshopper gang flies towards Ants Island) xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Flik = The ant with innovative ideas Hopper: Whose idea was this? Was this yours, Princess? Princess Atta: Just get behind me, girls. It'll be okay. (talking to the little group of student ants named blueberry group, who has participated in the event of trying to coup Hopper and it's gang) Flik: Leave her alone, Hopper. The bird was my idea. (Ants built the fake bird to scare away Hopper and it's gang). I'm the one you want. (Hopper snap his fingers and signals.) (The bully Thumper, the trained ruthless grasshopper, who does all the dirty jobs for Hopper, arrived and starting to punch and beating on Flik. Squash, squash,--- (heavy blows) (Flik grunting)) Ant Crowd: Ohhh --- (sympathetic ant crowd watch and grunting) (finger snapping from Hopper) (Thumper stops beating) Hopper: Where do you get the gall to do this to me? Flik: (panting) You were --- You were gonna squish the queen. Ant Crowd: Arrr (all gasping) Dot: (Baby Ant Princess, the leader of the Blueberry student group) It's true. Hopper: I hate it when someone gives away the ending. (Thumper roared and put in more punching on Flik) (Flik moaning) Hopper: (talking to flik)You piece of dirt! No, I'm wrong. You are lower than dirt. You're an ant! (Hopper, ---turning back to the ant crowd) Let this be a lesson to all you ants. Ideas are very dangerous things. You're mindless, soil-shoving losers, put on this earth to serve us! Flik: You're wrong Hopper. (while talking to the ant crowd, Hopper turning back and looking at badly beaten Flik) Flik: (inhaling deeply) Ants are not meant to serve grasshoppers! I have seen these ants do great things. Years after years they somehow manage to pick food for themselves and you. So-so who is the weaker species? Ants don't serve grasshoppers. It's you who need us. Ant Crowd: (Gasping and Chattering faintly.) Flik: (continued) We're a lot stronger than you say we are. And you know it, don't you??? (Hopper grunts and put a heavy blow on Flik and ready to squish with feet) (Princess Atta comes in and shielded Flik lying on ground) (Hopper stops his attempt to squish Flik) Hopper (Chuckle) Well, Princess Atta? One of Hopper gang members: Umm, Hopper? I hate to interrupt, but, umm--- (Hopper looks around and see all the ants in the crowd really mad, standing up and ready to fight.) Hopper: YOU ANTS STAY BACK! (All the ants join their hands and stand straight with grins and coming forward) Hopper Gang members: (while stepping back) Oh! This is such a bad idea. Princess Atta: You see, Hopper, --- Nature has a certain order. The ants pick the food, the ants keep the food, and the grasshoppers leave! Ant crowd: Yayyy!!!! (yelling and running forward to attck Hopper) (The grasshopper gangs runs away outnumbering by the ant crowd.) xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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Poem of the day

Tine Thi Bar Ye

Mere-za-lee pin pyo aut

Paut par dae shwe ta-mar

Khar chat ka nar;

Yay see yere ta khar

Yay thar yere ta hlaet,

Thu myar lo dou ma yine dere

Tine thi bar ye.

Sayar Zaw Gyi.

The Whole World Knows

Under the young Mere-zalee plant,

Ta-mar has to grow

Therefore, the bitterness has outgrown;

When there is an up tide

Down tide will also flow,

Unlike them, our morality is not too low

And the whole world knows.

translated by Moon

Note: Mere-zalee and Ta-mar are the local plants prevelant in Burma known for their bitter taste.

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For Devil's Little Helpers

I am deeply feeling sorry for those who have killed Burmese monks, who have disrobed the monks, who has tortured the monks, and those who had helped this awful military in any form of co-operation and helping them to have power. Because, the helpers will also share their credit too, directly or indirectly. Although all of those monks are not saints, I am sure, a few are sure to be saints, and a lot more surely have a spiritual values much more than laymen people. According to Buddha's teaching, the basic 5 percepts includes abstinence from killing, --- even killing of an animal or little bugs. Sure, the evilness has the power and seems like they are having an upper hand, but in reality, --- in the course of Than-tha-yar, after this life, where would they go??? Where would they hide??? Everybody is immortal and one eventually has to leave this short life so soon. A lot of Sanga are shedding their blood, but they pay for only this life. They will also be remembered in the hearts of people of Burma with much love for always and ever. For those who think they are on the winner side, I wonder, how their names will be left in the history??? How people will always remember them??? How will they be able to face everyday with this guilt of blood staining the Thar-tha-nar??? Sure, those oppressors and Devil's little helpers do not have conscious of guilt in the first place, if one must say, but still,--- eventually when they die, what will they really carry along with them to travel in this Than-tha-yar??? All the power, money, everything has to be left behind for sure. I am deeply feeling sorry for them for what they have done cannot be undone. The kamma will follow them like a shadow forever and always.

May Buddha, Dhamma and Sanga bless their soul.

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Break the China

Nothing personal.

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In the memories of Heroes

Prayers for the self-sacrifice heroes.

No matter how the oppressors (Burmese junta) might frame to infamous the innocent people (eg, like planting the evidence of weapons in the monasteries, their courage and sincerity would never be tainted in the light of truth. Their cause will never be faded in the hearts of Burmese. May Buddha, Dhamma, and Sanga bless those heroes' souls.

May the oppressors have the strength to sustain the pressure of the truth in their unconscious mind.

Burmese Tempo

Tears and cries make you proud.

As loud as you can ever imagine.

Gun fires and the bullet shells

We don’t want our people to be spelled.

Who can save our own country life?

Run and run until you’ve exhausted

But your courage has conquered the regime

Where they are now living desperately.

This is not the bullets world

Where we trade life with the guns.

This is not the scarlet world

Where they take the steps with blood.

Saffron robes has marched into the city.

They bring courage and inspiration to the glory.

I can’t imagine how long they still have to march.

But I am certain the country is watched.

Every bullets and batons made our hearts hard.

And the world has now stood up.

How I wish my country to retain peace.

Where the people would live with dignity.

_Dancing Peacock

the poem is from: http://kadaung.blogspot.com/

the image is from: http://inkscapetutorials.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/peacock-feather-walkthrough-final.png

International Blogger Day: Free Burma

Free Burma Peace

"Please use your liberty to promote ours."

_ 1991 Nobel Peace Prize Recipient

Aung San Suu Kyii

June 19, 1945: Born in Rangoon, main city now known as Yangon.
• January 1947: Britain agrees to give Burma independence after negotiations with Suu Kyi's father, nationalist leader Gen. Aung San.
• July 1947: Aung San and six members of interim government assassinated by rivals.
• January 1948: Burma gets independence.
• 1960: After finishing high school, Suu Kyi leaves to study in India, then England.
• 1972: Marries Michael Aris, Oxford University academic. Son Alexander born in 1973, son Kim born in 1977.
• 1988: Returns to tend dying mother. Emerges as pro-democracy leader during anti-junta protests, which end with troops slaughtering demonstrators. Helps found National League for Democracy Party.
• July 1989: Suu Kyi and deputy Tin Oo put under house arrest.
• May 1990: Junta holds election, but refuses to hand over power after Suu Kyi's party wins by landslide.
• October 1991: Suu Kyi awarded Nobel Peace Prize for pro-democracy efforts.
• July 1995: Released from house arrest, but stays in Myanmar.
• March 1999: Husband, who had not been allowed to visit Suu Kyi in three years, dies from cancer in England.
• September 2000: Suu Kyi put back under house arrest.
• May 2002: Released from house arrest.
• May 2003: Put in "protective custody" after her motorcade attacked by government-backed mob.
• Aug. 19, 2007: Protests start over fuel price hikes, then swell in following month into largest pro-democracy demonstrations since 1988.
• Sept. 22, 2007: Suu Kyi greets protesters marching past her house, making first public appearance in more than four years.

by associated press

Disturbing Time

I have bowed never to discuss politic and religion. Now, what is happening in Myanmar, the combination of politic and religion, has disturbed my thoughts significantly. I have felt this frustration, feeling of helplessness, all my life while living in Myanmar long ago. I am still--- now feeling the frustration and helplessness all over again. I do not understand why. Why??? Why the dictators have to ruthlessly kill and torture people in each and every incidents in the history? Why we, Myanmar, people always just have to protest and die? (If we can see some master minded plan with the vision and mission, something like in the movie "Ocean Eleven", in throwing over the dictatorship, it would be nice. We had "Ye-paw thone gyate" in colonial time. I would love to hear a "Min-ko-naing Fifteen" or something like that.) I am tired of seeing the news like "Myanmar people fight for human rights, and the world is watching". The world is watching??? --- watching for what??? --- watching to see the people got tortured and die again and again??? I guess it is so true that freedom is not free. Freedom comes with the responsibilities and the sacrifice of thousands of lives of innocent frustrated people, great leaders, courageous knights, brave heroes, and in this case in Myanmar, it is even the sacrifice of revered monks. And it is very pathetic to hear the military dictators are saying with the excuse of "to keep peace and order in the country" in killing the people. If they really want to keep peace and order, it is very simple, stop the genocide, and gracefully step down and let go of the power. As simple as that.

listen song here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xQFwtWYhRK8

My moon cake

It's time to celebrate mid-autumn festival again. This year, I have a cute taro moon cake (yes! that's my moon cake in the picture which I took it just right now) rather than a traditional moon cake. It is from Sheng Kee bakery. I love it because the filling of the cake is not too sweet and I just love taro. Speaking of which makes me want to drink warm taro milk tea. Eating moon cake under the moon light, and reciting poems ???? --- just too romantic.

How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
(1806-1861)

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

My Sweet Pea

Second is as charming as
the first one.
Second and the last. My last love ---
who is giving me a bigger heart,
a sense to multiply love, and a sense to multiply light.
Love is infinite.
And with this infinite love,
I love you, my sweet pea ---
Until to the days when the whole world ends.

the image is from www.fabulouskids.co.uk/.../lrg_sweepea.jpeg

Romance

Remembering the days where romance could be everywhere and anywhere. Playing guitar under the moonlight, ---walking in the rain, --- little dried flowers pressed in the diaries, --- falling leaves, ---poems jotted down in the back of the note books, --- a small cup of black coffee, ---a pair of black velvet slipper, --- a distinct ring tone, --- tiny unattractive tea house by the bus station, --- etc, etc.
It is a feeling of youth, feeling of re freshness. It is also a feeling of energy, and the desire to conquer the world. Romance is euphoric, but it defines our lives in a harsh reality. Romance is simple things which become so special in the light of love and affection. It should not poison the soul of the ones being involved in it. Misconception of romance with the poisonous desire is becoming so common that it is so sad to hear those stories. Life would be more peaceful if one can love truly, deeply, madly, and romantically in a small simple ways.

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To Become

I hope for finding the courage. Courage to live, courage to fight, courage to smile, and courage to do what is right. Courage to stray away from the self pittyness and the life long fear that has driven to live for the image that would please the people around. Be truthful to yourself and that alone will bring self satisfaction for one's life. Hoping --- one day --- we will find the courage, before it is too late.

Listen Here:

http://www.smashitsusa.com/index.cfm?Page=Audio&SubPage=AlbumDetails&AlbumID=322

Lyrics:

"Let Me Fall (From Cirque Du Soleil)"

by JOSH GROBAN

Let me fall ---Let me climb

There's a moment when fear

And dreams must collide

Someone I am Is waiting for courage

The one I want---The one I will become will catch me

So let me fall ---if I must fall

I won't heed your warnings ---I won't hear them

Let me fall ---If I fall

Though the phoenix may ---Or may not rise

I will dance so freely ---Holding on to no one

You can hold me only ---If you too will fall

Away from all these ---Useless fears and chains

Someone I am is waiting for my courage

The one I want ---The one I will become will catch me

So let me fall ---if I must fall

I won't heed your warnings ---I won't hear

Let me fall ---If I fall

There's no reason ---to miss this one chance

This perfect moment ---Just let me fall

the image is from http://www.zimmerstewart.co.uk/web_images/MT-2005/Falling-in-Pink.jpg

Reflection

Time has come
yet we are still undone;
when the light of truth has it's turn.

Come, come, come away with me---
though I had given my hands,
she has turned her head and
left my heart broken.

Pain was real,
Shattered dreams were real,
Tears were real.

At the end,
The burning bridges---
And when the table had turned,
There was nothing left to be spoken.
Life is sweet yet life has demands
now--- it's time that you should
done what has undone.

Time has come
yet we are still undone:
whenthe light of truth has it's turn.

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