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A Comrade A Loner
Now time had come for Ash to row the boat and let them alone with the ir oral tradition of telling folktales in their own words, it's good for anyone who don't even have time to read a book. Ash asked Prim to light his cigar while he started to spend his energy all day working on the rowing ." We're continuing to work in real world. not to mention handling my work as a freelance journalist for several medias ..but real people with their problem and take part to do something.. hopefully good and helpful for them "." I should also be grateful for many things, one of which is being able to rest on time as well as for working time . You can still travel to the places you want to visit. whatever the condition " ' A true friend wake you up from too long rest and stagnation ..Also sleepless evening and nightmareLet you talk of the bad time you have He she lead you the way to sunny day too...show the plant grow in its hedge " Then when the heat comeGet two glasses of juices you like W
A Comrade The Footsteps
With a heavy sigh Primrose opened her wornout shoes after the hard pathway toward the open field before reaching the next village .The shrubs around the farm were dry and soon they’d be burnt by the fire, some insect or bunnies maybe hid there, she thought. Ash looked around, watching the open ground which was sandy and graveled at the sides they would avoid the spot , instead he led her to get the area with trees and houses where he expected to find some people to ask where Eddie house was , as it's long years ago since the family moved to the village." Um.. with a more little time I had traveled this distance, l believe you still have enough energy..or you need a bit rest ? See the barn over there? It seems a forgotten place. We could see there and rest a bit " She nodded , saved her energy so she didn't talk . Ash approached, the dusty leaking door and pushed a little . What on earth ! It's so stuffy and dark .He cancelled to go in , smiled, " Not a good choice to res
A Comrade Till Dark
Prim quicken her step.The rain? Thick cloud for a while but didn't mean it would rain . She pointed up .He looked up at the sky which seems cloudy .He thought they must not their trip get faster and leave at the very moment though.He tried to find out some where to halt or stop by at any possible way.Long moment not seeing anyone since the last time lunch .Not very nice to be at lost surrounding .His mood was not that good and the day was so hot . It's never easy to find someone on the spot where he didn't have any idea where the direction to get out neither to go on . Psychology says that more than sixty percent human seeking a right way for safety at a potential wrong way and danger in anguish but see that as a challenge especially when there was a woman around. " Someone in common ..no need now ..only someone " He talked astonishingly and seemed relax after lighting a cigar .Um..it with his classy genuine style in smoking and blew the smoke that made him hard to be forgotte
A Comrade Wings Of Eagle
Ash let Primrose to get him more tea, glanced at the paper he wrote on by a pencil he just sharpened by a rusty razor he found under some logs in the backyard .Knowing her get interested in it , he handed it , " Thanks " O,old friends ...you who are nomore here in millennium and your home now is under the graves The world is getting crazy More hypocrites come out at election alive and full of energy choosing their right to pick , be beast or try to be right ..Brain seems to be the winning teamWhile heart talk to soul about sustainability Brain won in the wealthy and ruling party all over the worldWhile heart and soul dealing with faithLife is a suspenseful test of The Divine .None having the real power it's only a role to play So have the wealthIt's all be ended underground ,breathless , dead skeleton with wide hollow eyes which see nothing and revealing mocking teeth which can't munch anything more Where is the tongue as ambassador of evil ? Eaten by wormsThey who fly
A Comrade The Persian Cat
The conversation was there in their active minds even they were falling asleep of tiredness , " None can define what love isWhat poets,singer, philosopher, psychology say will be mix up like a dish..involving veggie,meat, seasoning and nother ingredients..For me love is a long commitment with God.""Most of us try to cover our mistakes and flaws But unfortunately other people seeThat We uncover more moreIt happen exactly whenWe blame other for some unpleasant ness...we want to be seen betterThan we really areSo better silent be friend with mirror" "May ziadah,a secret distant lover of Kahlil gibran who kept on communicate as pen pals but never met in person till their death "Not easily won't be mingled in anything unless it's true and good ,always involving heart in everything, prepare for the risk of the option and decision ,easy to empathize to others, maintaining honesty Old soul feel that others don't understand them.Easy to empathize to others and then they also no
A Comrade A Potion
Alvano hit the table and with shaking voice he yelled , " If this is the way available ,I feel it's a killing of creativity. Why ? because everything is governed by numbers. conditions are ok , and allowed but long numbers must be the reason why this become so rigid. Art of creativity that involves brain and feeling a lot should have half at least freedom . Give options ! That's what l want .l know none will give it .." Garibaldy disagreed with his manner each time he conveys his idea ,' The longest and safest bridge? Patience .." he wanted to tell him so but he knew it's useless as he won't listen.The deepest bliss will thankfulness and first thing to do is you have to like yourself first in a right way ." Wow ..Wow beautiful to say it but hard to do .." Alvano will surely remark that way . He glanced at the chief editor who was taking his wife out of the room.Maybe they needed air and talk personally.Garibaldy lifted his cup a bit , murmuring , " Beautiful couple...faithful to
A Comrade Eager but Cold Eyes
Misty saw automatic expression of worry in Garibaldy ' s face at knowing she didn't hear any news from Primrose. Only could be calming down himself after realizing that they should wait till tomorrow at least,if not today , to know what's happening to the radiant talented journalist.The wornout shoes …Before you step ahead, look down will the hoes are you wearing safe you from the gravely road ? " Tons of information,do you feel it makes people more intelligent? "" In what way ? Nowadays intelligence seem to be a domain of technology .Now l presume that "easy come easy go " become the cause of ...well , see , l saw someone wrote , this related to what we discuss now " Societal pressure and survival needs, made most people have to walk in shoes that did not fit their spirit. As a result, most people are not walking their soul path and therefore not fulfilling their purpose, their potential nor their dreams.As a consequence, there is an epidemic of depression, disengagement, disi
A Comrade Big Brother
Garibaldy whistled when Misty showed him the new mail from Primrose ." In this work room certainly there are piles of documents,gold pen in the drawer ,some antiques and other precious stuff.Thieves , scoundrels, robbers who will break everything and took them illegally.." he paused for a while to light his long cigar ," That is exactly what those imperialists do their colonies"I nodded ,getting up to walk around the room before sitting back, swaying away the burden of feeling that occupied my chest which almost burst in a minute.Two things, Not sure which one is the stronger reason , admiring his analogy on the door and or the sight effect he made on me when he spoke in beetween his cigar smoking..the relax manner which actually hid a hurt inside...The Journal ~"'It' s true ...we just have to be patient..but is everything fine with her ? " " I don't know, she won't tell us though,unless it's really crucial " " I know .." " Someone posts ... aboutPositive thinking leads to a