Screams LOVE

In the dim fog, facing life at dusk, when a string of prayer-strings stretched shot into the sky, while the prompter began waking about to take on pleasure. At that moment, he came to me and cried, her eyes full of puffy empty.

I asked her to sit, to just calm the troubled heart. We sat at the marble rocks, amid the coolness and away from the noise. Her face, though the accompanying grief, but her beauty was really tempting whoever looked at him. Helah full aura of eternity.


 Her eyes are swollen, full of light. I could feel his heart that seemed to scream full him, and make a beautiful face looked jaded in the dimness, as if suffering has fulfilled all his life cavity. As seems clear boundaries with something miss him with what had happened to him.

Duhai, touched my heart, what the hell happened to you, the beauty of the wounded and faint as I saw your face bright tuneful again rebound initially brighter than the sun, more beautiful than the moon. Oh, my heart gives another question, but, I do not dare start sue.

Her tapering suddenly looked at me, Menghujam sharp but full of grief.

His lips began to move, "Many people talk over me, beauty and beauty. In particular, young men and women, their desire memperbincangkanku with their understanding, they always assume I present among them. These complaints will kusajikan you, which makes beauty is soft imprisoned, as night closed concentrated charm, and reams of grief. "

Kugerakkan my hand, trying to touch his face, like kutenangkan for a minute and I rubbed a drop of tears, "Do not you sad, your mind is stretched like a closed cloudy. What has happen, would not you empress for happiness, the crown of victory, and the queen for kemulyaan? In fact, you were my life for people who have been dying, you are the soul of life itself, until they smile at the entire episode of his life. Then, why are you still moping? "

Tears back down, clear like a beautiful spring, "The suffering has over me! and maybe this is also the disaster that will toward you. "

I woke up quizzically, keget full marks, "What the hell do you mean? please give me understanding, I was in confusion. "

This time, he looked at both my eyes and view us together, "I am a honey, but also toxic. I am a cup makrifat place if it is from the source of my heart, and my body is a deadly poison if you dare to touch me in a lie. I am a fountain of life, as well as the source of evil. Duhai my friend, I was stringing all these words, different emitted by humans, among them acting recklessly on happiness and longing that exploded without thinking due mesiunya. "

The wind hit us, creating shade in our soul, "Come on, why are you worried about such things. Do not worry your heart again, O love, are not we all know who you are, who do not know you oh love? You are the light in the dark, You are the life of every human soul, you wrap every human feeling. "

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Bearded President of the United States

This is the story of a little boy named Grace Bedell. Grace lives in New York. When she was 11 years old, he wrote a letter to a man who is very famous. The letter contains a request for the man maintain his beard. Grace thought that the man's face is too thin, and he would look better if you keep his beard.

One day, when he came to visit the town of Grace, in New York. The man took the train, and asked to meet with Grace. Grace went to see him. They met, he kissed the little Grace and said, "You see it, I let the beard grow for you Grace."

The man was Abraham Lincoln, 16th President of the United States. The most renowned figures who once owned the United States. Lincoln freed slaves who had also bought, some 3.5 million people. But that's not what this discussion is intended. But little Grace. A great president would listen, small voice, small capacity. Whereas, Grace, is able to change history!

No need to wait! Whatever strength you have now, go forth!
In the course of that, do you find new powers! New ideas! New ideas! New maneuvers! And stability as well as a new experience! The life is adventure's!

Badar

Mulan Jameela Melahirkan

Mulan Jameela melahirkan di Rumah Sakit Pondok Indah pada hari sabtu (26/02/11). Mulan Jameela melahirkan anak ketiganya pada pukul 01.00 WIB. Hingga kini Mulan Jameela masih berada di rumah sakit untuk perawatan. Begitulah kabar terbaru gosip artis hari ini.

Mulan Jameela yang sudah lama digosipi hamil dari hasil hubungannya dengan Ahmad Dhani. Kali ini gosipnya malah sudah melahirkan. Walaupun kabar ini belum ada keterangan resmi dari pihak terkait, namun gosip Mulan Jameela melahirkan sudah terlanjur santer dibicarakan.

Dari pantauan Detikhot di kediaman Mulan yang berada di kawasan Pinang Mas, Pondok Indah, Sabtu (26/2/2011) sore, rumah tersebut sepi. Sebuah mobil Alphard dengan nomor polisi B 8999 IG memasuki garasi rumah tersebut. Dari dalam mobil nampak sepasang pria dan perempuan usia senja yang diduga adalah orangtua Mulan. Asisten Mulan pun mendampingi mereka. Sementara kediaman Mulan seperti tidak ada penghuni.

Semenjak isu kehamilan Mulan merebak, janda dua anak itu kerap mengenakan jilbab dan cadar hitam. Beberapa waktu lalu Mulan kepergok sedang berbelanja didampingi Ahmad Dhani di Singapura.

You Can More Powerful than Anyone

600 Books Sold Over 8 Years

Books that have a major impact in influencing history. Sales of the book is very slow. First printing of the book consisting of 600 copies of the book, it can take 8 years to sold out. The book is it?

The book is, "The Interpretation of Dreams" book by Sigmund Freud in 1899 AD Book sales income is $ 209 for Freud. In the book "100 Most Influential People of People in History" Michael H. Hart mentions Sigmund Freud entered the serial number 32. Freud's many reference books into the world of psychology.

Buddy, if you could productively write, and can be sold for more than Freud. Maybe, you could be a historic people, incised mind and poured it in a book. Powerful! Writing the book was enjoyable, a subjective value of the stability of thinking. Is not, writing that describes a person's soul? Not the campaign, but the transfer of a hobby. Writing is worship.

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Source of Life

One day, a father and son were sitting chatting on the riverbank. Said the father told his son, "Look at my son, the water is so important for this life, without water we would all die."

At that time, a small fish listening to the conversation from the bottom surface of the water. He became restless and wanted to know whether the water, which he said was so essential for life. Small fish that swim upstream to downstream of the river as he asks all the fish he encountered. Creative, innovative, continue to seek and find the truth.

All the fish had met no one knows whether the water. The small fish swim up to the spring to meet with old fish that have been experienced. Little fish asked, "Where is the water?"

Fish elder replied, "Do not be nervous son, the water was already surround you, until you're not aware of his presence. It is true, without water we would all die. "Sometimes, people struggled to find happiness and peace, happiness and peace when there is in him. Until not realize it.

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