An iota on Karen Armstrong

Indeed, the women are stronger than the men. Although I don’t like to separate them like a whim of a bigot. As Lao Tzu said be male but keep onto the female…….. henceforth I love everything what had written down in this mysterious treatise.
And now its crystal clear while I’m dreaming, sleeping, eating with the book called A HISTORY OF GOD by Karen Armstrong. What Armstrong depicted, so far I nosed into that and I found completely overwhelming. Her wordings are like the way an unaware beauty walking alone down the street. So lucid indeed!

 

23rd August, 2016

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A rehearsal

 

 

 

Why you get hurt within the harsh reality?

Since you born with the little wings of dove

That’s why migrating process to the another planet

Has been impeded in this eve, however you would

Disperse the words and notes where they tend to go

And Be a dangled bat of falling lift of torn out chain

Wasn’t it good enough since you have left some traces?

In the romance of oystering

In this premature time!

 

 

8th July, 2016

In this rainy eve

 

 

Unstoppable raining
Yet a long drought in heart
Bought longing bikes have been abandoned today
Hangout stories in our lost café staring eyes still….
How they vanished so fluently?
I believe you wrote down all of it!
Through your fervent enthusiasm once a tedious night
Turned into a full moonlight, I can still remember that
Never thought about the mystery
That made me so happy!
Today you’ve also faded away into the rain
Perhaps you took a refuge under the grove
Where I once listened your cadence carefully
While the whole city is inundated by the flood water
Please come and joint with me dear!!

 

5th July, 2016

 

Why I can’t give up I?

 

 

Here comes the sun through the porous of rain forest

Where everything seems hairy like the many unseen earth

The roots of deciduous all covered with rainbow like bushes

Some could spot out, some not

I could see, being as a tree

Why I cant give up “I”?

Or else I could lost

Into the shades of arbors.

Impetuousness where never stomps

The red armies of ants march all around

Yes, I will, I will

One day, I will free from

Everything, even from lustrous “I”

Perhaps would be born again

As green clumps of earth

At least life will go

In the spirit of selflessness.

 

 

5th July, 2016

 

 

 

I know why my life is so beautiful

I know why my life is so beautiful
People want to know my livelihood?
I answer them the truth
They want to know more about me?
I reply them this is only my mind
I live only with the joy of mind!

An intellectual who always think he is the genius only
Always tend to find out my flaws
He asked me reversely,
Why are you so supple?
I answered him, it is the reflection of my mind
Cause I’m made up with the mud of my mind
That’s why I’m so soften!

A cunning beard person always give me the sermons
And say to me, righteousness brings serenity
I replied him, I only believe in the purity of mind
Cause through this mind I see, hear
That’s why I know why my life is so beautiful!

29th June, 2016