<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610182065200589333</id><updated>2012-01-15T02:12:29.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simply pure</title><subtitle type='html'>Listen cautiously, there is something simple and pure within the soul.
Is not about glamour, not about competition......
just a raw U, waiting for yourself to discover fully. Thus, love it...
~sher</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ssl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589784476073042593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610182065200589333.post-2043555370692474931</id><published>2009-11-28T16:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T17:48:17.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No title</title><content type='html'>It has been a long while....since i write again&lt;br /&gt;I Am so much lack of inspiration&lt;br /&gt;I have lost tract of what i believe in..... pure love, pure heart, truth&lt;br /&gt;When i start writng again at this moment, i asked what my heart believes?&lt;br /&gt;Is like i dont know anymore..&lt;br /&gt;When a person doesnt know where she/he stand..it is a lost soul.....a lost soul who follows and flow with the crowds and lost it true self...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do u belive in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once i believe in the Quotation i wrote....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Listen cautiously, there is something simple and pure within the soul. Is not about glamour, not about competition......just a raw U, waiting for yourself to discover fully. Thus, love it....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i eventually lost that inpiration, that ability that i once had.... Am not listening anymore perhaps... and am not strong to hold on what i believe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who am I?&lt;br /&gt;Who Are U?&lt;br /&gt;What makes you who you are?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we already know what we thought we dont know..&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we dont know what we thought we knew.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ssl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610182065200589333-2043555370692474931?l=simplex-ssl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/feeds/2043555370692474931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610182065200589333&amp;postID=2043555370692474931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/2043555370692474931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/2043555370692474931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-has-been-long-while.html' title='No title'/><author><name>ssl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589784476073042593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610182065200589333.post-5212344736161902064</id><published>2009-04-13T20:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T09:52:07.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am loving this day</title><content type='html'>I am loving this day,&lt;br /&gt;         As I felt the rushing of excitement and pure Joy through the vein and body of mine.&lt;br /&gt;         It is the sound of music that keep my impulses so intense and lively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving this day,&lt;br /&gt;         As I felt so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;         not because of the glamour clothes, jewel that I put on,&lt;br /&gt;         nor the way my physical appear,&lt;br /&gt;         But simply i felt so beautiful through the song i sang, and the music&lt;br /&gt;         and i told myself ,&lt;br /&gt;" yes, this is me.... real me! Because i love to sing and it make me feel so beautiful, so free..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving this day,&lt;br /&gt;         Not that the other days were not good;&lt;br /&gt;         But today my emotional diversity and intensity doesn't arrive the same as the other day.&lt;br /&gt;         because everyday appear to be different to me...&lt;br /&gt;         and I simply feel like a butterfly fluttring with beautiful wings today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving this day,&lt;br /&gt;        As today does not arrive every single moment&lt;br /&gt;        so i want to grab it so tightly into my memory as i wrote it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving this day,&lt;br /&gt;        because i felt the pure beauty through my unpretentious inner core&lt;br /&gt;        Felt like a dancing princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving this day,&lt;br /&gt;        Because loving everyday, every moment is what it should be!&lt;br /&gt;        because loving doesn't need a reason....&lt;br /&gt;        because love is simply love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sher (ssl)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610182065200589333-5212344736161902064?l=simplex-ssl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/feeds/5212344736161902064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610182065200589333&amp;postID=5212344736161902064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/5212344736161902064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/5212344736161902064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-loving-this-day.html' title='I am loving this day'/><author><name>ssl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589784476073042593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610182065200589333.post-6035869526488031917</id><published>2009-02-13T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:13:07.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is it? That true smile.......</title><content type='html'>One couldn't smile&lt;br /&gt;When there is no passion&lt;br /&gt;One couldn't smile&lt;br /&gt;When there is no enthusiasm&lt;br /&gt;One couldn't smile&lt;br /&gt;When there is less selfless, and greed crept in&lt;br /&gt;One couldn't smile&lt;br /&gt;When there is no pure love&lt;br /&gt;One couldn't smile....&lt;br /&gt;The smile I refer as, is a" True Smile" which come from within...so pure, not pretentious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did i left that smile, which was so bright and beautiful before&lt;br /&gt;I miss that......&lt;br /&gt;Miss that path which once i walked with passion&lt;br /&gt;Miss that path which once i walked with enthusiasm&lt;br /&gt;Miss that person which once selfless and always try to gave her pure love......&lt;br /&gt;Yes, circumstances and people changed that smile&lt;br /&gt;But why did i allow it to happen?&lt;br /&gt;Am i not strong enough? Am i afraid to stand alone?&lt;br /&gt;Am i following the path that majority fellow human are taking, for the sake of convenient and approval?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a world where human betray human&lt;br /&gt;Human hurting its own kind...&lt;br /&gt;Where truth and righteous way known as dumb and stupidity&lt;br /&gt;Where the black arts known as intelligent and be praise&lt;br /&gt;Where unconditional true love is so rare......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now am searching the pieces of me, and gather it into wholesome......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610182065200589333-6035869526488031917?l=simplex-ssl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/feeds/6035869526488031917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610182065200589333&amp;postID=6035869526488031917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/6035869526488031917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/6035869526488031917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/2009/02/where-is-it-that-true-smile.html' title='Where is it? That true smile.......'/><author><name>ssl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589784476073042593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610182065200589333.post-7441611446693186279</id><published>2008-06-28T15:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:51:04.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Materialistic comfort could be lost in an instant, without acknowlegment.It can happen,before you prepare to face the poverty. But you have the ability and power to change what lies ahead you. Is all about your THOUGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People could take what you have in life, might abuse you physically,&lt;br /&gt;But they could never destroy your hope and love within your soul for a better life,&lt;br /&gt;Natural disaster may have appear and destroy everything you have without a blink of an eye;&lt;br /&gt;But as long you are alive, there is hope in life.&lt;br /&gt;In other words, your thought, your behavior, your mind is something that no one could ever laid hands upon; and It is always belongs to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both evil and good quality exist in an individuality,&lt;br /&gt;It is individual whom decide, which quality you allow it to manifest.&lt;br /&gt;Happy or sad?&lt;br /&gt;Forgive or revenge?&lt;br /&gt;Generous or Selfish?&lt;br /&gt;Love or hate?&lt;br /&gt;Genuine or counterfeit?&lt;br /&gt;Optimist and pessimist?&lt;br /&gt;Which have you chosen?&lt;br /&gt;Which of it, your thought driven to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~love sher&lt;div 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Thoughts'/><author><name>ssl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589784476073042593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610182065200589333.post-5004977728158959310</id><published>2008-02-09T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T00:07:45.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complexity</title><content type='html'>How can i forget you our friend, our acquaintance,&lt;br /&gt;who we named you Complexity in our vocabulary world.&lt;br /&gt;The opposite of you , "simplexity"sometime is what I long for, or perhaps most of us hope for.&lt;br /&gt;The sound of simplexity is seducing.......&lt;br /&gt;Simple task,&lt;br /&gt;Simple work,&lt;br /&gt;Relax,&lt;br /&gt;Less tiring&lt;br /&gt;Less thought&lt;br /&gt;Worry less........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As now I remember again,&lt;br /&gt;How awesome you have been&lt;br /&gt;It is the complexity who gave the greatest adventure to an individual.&lt;br /&gt;Increase creativity, mind working, thus bring us to the best and then surpass the best.......&lt;br /&gt;Complexity gave  the greatest satisfaction, bring you a wider smile, bigger grin :) after each accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as now, when you come to knock at my little door everyday&lt;br /&gt;I will remember the joy of complexity, try my best to embrace you&lt;br /&gt;i will take you as my adventure, because afterall life without any adventure is dull&lt;br /&gt;I will break you down into simplexity and accomplish the task you offer&lt;br /&gt;I will laugh and say " it isn't that hard after all, bring it on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i will know someday, impossible is possible in complexity&lt;br /&gt;just a little more patient, effort, thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610182065200589333-5004977728158959310?l=simplex-ssl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/feeds/5004977728158959310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610182065200589333&amp;postID=5004977728158959310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/5004977728158959310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/5004977728158959310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/2008/02/complexity.html' title='Complexity'/><author><name>ssl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589784476073042593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610182065200589333.post-1023844657550023568</id><published>2007-11-30T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T13:10:37.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>Happiness....&lt;br /&gt;Like a bite of a red juicy melon, in a hot desert&lt;br /&gt;Each bite fill with sweetness on the taste bud, the cooling sensation in the mouth, refreshing as it goes into the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness....&lt;br /&gt;Something that we fellow human constantly seeking for in life&lt;br /&gt;Some people find it hard to have a taste of it, whereas only a few find it easy.&lt;br /&gt;Some try to obtain it with material, money&lt;br /&gt;Some sought it from other people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, people have had taste happiness.&lt;br /&gt;But they wonder sometime" why am i still not happy?"&lt;br /&gt;We never had enough of it perhaps......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we did for life,&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of satisfation!&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of full filling emptyness&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of power&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of pride&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of........&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless i would say all this can conclude and lead to this little emotion ------&gt; "happy"&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we want to be happy&lt;br /&gt;But after all this we did are you REALLY happy after each accomplishment ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes? No?&lt;br /&gt;Is that a false sense of happiness?&lt;br /&gt;or the genuine happiness that you feel?&lt;br /&gt;Genuine joy is forever, within yourself..... None can take that away from you. Not the people u know or u don't, not the material which you fulfill yourself with.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I view genuine happiness as embracement of most thing.&lt;br /&gt;Not embracing every thing, but there is lots that we can embrace but somehow we refuse.&lt;br /&gt;I view embracing, as "pure" love.&lt;br /&gt;When you have love within, everything is beautiful.The beauty of all things you embrace, thus bring the simplest joy, happy to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness and sorrow can be an threatening enermy of life&lt;br /&gt;but on the contrast point of view, it could be a friend.&lt;br /&gt;A friend to your bestfriend, "happiness".&lt;br /&gt;Without grief, you may never know how important to be gratitute of the opposite side of its.&lt;br /&gt;If you can achieve being gratitude towards most thing,&lt;br /&gt;The simplest joy and constant happiness in life, is never the hardest thing in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sher (ssl)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610182065200589333-1023844657550023568?l=simplex-ssl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/feeds/1023844657550023568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610182065200589333&amp;postID=1023844657550023568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/1023844657550023568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/1023844657550023568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/2007/11/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>ssl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589784476073042593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610182065200589333.post-283579783364569440</id><published>2007-11-11T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T12:57:17.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural selection of Characteristic</title><content type='html'>Natural selection/ pressure,which is the mechanism of evolution, favour some phenotype of all species.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, the criteria of evolution is always the fittest survive and past on their traits/ characteristics to their offspring.&lt;br /&gt;From the past till now, species of all organism is believed that they have more complex structure and function then in the past to enable survival of species and pass on to generation.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we all move on to perfectism to suit our environment which is unnoticeable changing....&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I wonder is the emotions and feelings we had inside is part of requirement to SURVIVE?&lt;br /&gt;Espeacially the negative emotion and feelings which we all experient sometimes in life, Isn't it a source that treathen human survival? I see people suicide because the pain, depression emotion they experient within themselve; they simply can't handle it. It is at least one suicide everyday in the world which I believed....&lt;br /&gt;Some even hurt other physically or emotionally because of uncomfort they felt.....&lt;br /&gt;Why does natural selection favour the traits of emotion and feelings of a species' genetics, and spread it all around the world?&lt;br /&gt;It threathen the survival......&lt;br /&gt;IF evolution of a bacterial from billions years ago is true, I want to know how our feelings and emotion evolve. The story behind it, i believed is astonishing....&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps "Spontaneous Mutation" actually occurs many times causes this to happen......&lt;br /&gt;But who knows? Life is full of amazement waiting us to open our eye wide to explore!&lt;br /&gt;There is no absolute answer for everything, therefore we kept on seaching and exploring.&lt;br /&gt;I believe a question has many answers spreading around for collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Sher~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610182065200589333-283579783364569440?l=simplex-ssl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/feeds/283579783364569440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610182065200589333&amp;postID=283579783364569440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/283579783364569440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/283579783364569440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/2007/11/natural-selection-pressurewhich-is.html' title='Natural selection of Characteristic'/><author><name>ssl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589784476073042593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610182065200589333.post-7094206379062141533</id><published>2007-10-06T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T10:32:26.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>"Gratitude"&lt;br /&gt;Don't look at it just as a noun....&lt;br /&gt;Don't interpret the meaning of it merely through your brain....&lt;br /&gt;But Feel it, really feel it , understand it, embrace it, let it flow unto you......deeply&lt;br /&gt;Thus be friend with it.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i have taste it, "gratitude".&lt;br /&gt;So peaceful, smooth and tender, embracing......&lt;br /&gt;The taste of embracement is so beautiful.... no jealousy, no hatred.non evil.&lt;br /&gt;It brings you pure joy, happiness.&lt;br /&gt;"Gratitude"&lt;br /&gt;Once you be a good friend with it, the goodness of it is like a flowing river, you can't get enough of your embracing towards it...... you feel good in within yourself&lt;br /&gt;Once you mixed it with your uncertainty, or ungrateful emotion. This little friend slip away fast too. Because it couldn't be a friend of it's opposite extreme deposition," fault, jealousy, unappreciation.....  those bad little feeling" But to be a friend with gratitude again is never too hard nor late, it is always there within you , waiting you to hold it tight, waiting you to listen to it,love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That little ungratefulness and gratitude is like oil and water. You can't mixed them, they are like non polar and polar molecules. They cannot form bonding with one another. That is why you see a layer of oil always floating above the water, but never once they sliped onto one another as a partner.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you mixed both of them together, you will get uncertainty.You can't taste the absolute happiness of gratitute.&lt;br /&gt;Just like, when a person reached up to the top of the mountain and grab hold of that moment of joy on top of the mountain but slid back down so fast, without really tasting the sweet sensation long enough on the top of the hill.....&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;if you unselfishly let go of that mixture, letting pure gratitude flow within yourself; the long lasting of beauty you will taste it.&lt;br /&gt;You will reach so high up on the mountain, remain there enjoying the gentle sweet breeze swept onto your face, and no you won't slide down....&lt;br /&gt;No one could take your joy away. It is chain unto you, unless you decide to let it go.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel gratitude&lt;br /&gt;the food on your table&lt;br /&gt;the home u live&lt;br /&gt;the event u experients&lt;br /&gt;the people u meet......&lt;br /&gt;Feel gratitude even if it is the slightest thing , something unsignificant to other people...&lt;br /&gt;And you will feel that contentment is so easy. u could put a smile on your face so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~love Sher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610182065200589333-7094206379062141533?l=simplex-ssl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/feeds/7094206379062141533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610182065200589333&amp;postID=7094206379062141533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/7094206379062141533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/7094206379062141533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/2007/10/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>ssl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589784476073042593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610182065200589333.post-941446920117770189</id><published>2007-09-20T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T22:04:50.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The little feeling inside</title><content type='html'>Sometime it just approached you..... whether do you allow it..... that little feeling inside.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the morning, the begining of my days, where my eyes could barely open to read the time shown , while the ears hearing the same old sound that woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;"5 more minutes...... i will....."i told myself.&lt;br /&gt;There, 5 minutes passed......The mobile phone rang again. My head still resting on the pillow,body lying on the bed....&lt;br /&gt;Like anybody else, always yearning for another 5 more minutes. The first 5 minutes, the second.......and finally&lt;br /&gt;Half awake but eyes still close , i dragged myself to the wash room, switched on the first light source of my day......and there it goes, life begin in a new day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing during every morning is to embrace a new day with a smile when you knew the same pile of work, same routine awaiting you.&lt;br /&gt;You wash , you dress, you go to college or work......doing almost the similar thing daily. Sometimes you wonder why are you doing all this? and then you wonder does it mean any thing......sometimes you have a little urge for some changes.......&lt;br /&gt;Yes, changes do occur unexpectedly, you get some sort of bad luck, critical moment during your journey of life. But then again you dislike it, complaint about it.......Would you see your distaste situation and moment as a challenge or lesson ? Look at the distasteful moment in the other way, it would be rather interesting. It has something to offer you......&lt;br /&gt;Don't complaint too much, when the road of your life are straight. Enjoy the peace surround you, or make interesting changes of your own . Don't complaint when troubles come through you door, it is an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If you could smile and feel great for the very first moment of your day......u win that little challenge.* But if you feel bad, the rest of the day would not be any better. You look at the mirror, you unsatisfied by that look. You went out there, the traffic give you frustration........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610182065200589333-941446920117770189?l=simplex-ssl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/feeds/941446920117770189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610182065200589333&amp;postID=941446920117770189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/941446920117770189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/941446920117770189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/2007/09/little-feeling-inside.html' title='The little feeling inside'/><author><name>ssl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589784476073042593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610182065200589333.post-2538439230082058776</id><published>2007-09-10T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T22:10:29.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I wonder...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wonder, what would it be if u were here....&lt;br /&gt;Will you and I sit under the moonlight, sharing the stories of each other life?&lt;br /&gt;Will you be my comforter in times of need?&lt;br /&gt;Will you be the one who embrace my need?&lt;br /&gt;Will you still reach out to me even as i aged? or perhaps a hug of silent which let me know i still had you and i am not alone?&lt;br /&gt;Will we be sharing the same joy? even if it is the simplest one&lt;br /&gt;Most important of all will i still be me?&lt;br /&gt;never know......it is like a illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, you had offer me a gift from the very first moment i land on this place, "mother earth".&lt;br /&gt;My first gift and will also be my last one&lt;br /&gt;It can be the greatest or the worse gift......it depends on me....&lt;br /&gt;If you could hear my soul within my flesh; i would tell u that, this is the most wonderful gift that ever happen......."Life".&lt;br /&gt;Full of unpredictable, advantures....&lt;br /&gt;Give me a sudden urge of joy, bittersweet moment ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know......you left too early, you left without a goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;I have the picture of you lying in the box, but the image of you in my mind was so unclear and distance...&lt;br /&gt;But my gratitute towards u remain.&lt;br /&gt;Because...&lt;br /&gt;You are my first stepping stone of all my memories, experiences, life pathway....&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if there is a place called heaven...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you are an energy vibrating in the same frequency ....&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you could feel me still.....&lt;br /&gt;But if u were here i will hug u tightly.....because i can't remember the feeling you cradle me in your arms nor could i remember u did so.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, where will the people away like you will be?&lt;br /&gt;There are assumptions from all field; field  of philosophy , science, religion......but then again.....there are so much to explore, to know even the most convincing reason had offer to us.&lt;br /&gt;Collaboration is much needed from all separate entity......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~sher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610182065200589333-2538439230082058776?l=simplex-ssl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/feeds/2538439230082058776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610182065200589333&amp;postID=2538439230082058776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/2538439230082058776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/2538439230082058776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/2007/09/sometimes-i-wonder.html' title='Sometimes I wonder...'/><author><name>ssl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589784476073042593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610182065200589333.post-3181476676258845331</id><published>2007-08-31T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T01:07:21.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Land of earth</title><content type='html'>I wonder if the noun known as "country" does not exis, what would it be...&lt;br /&gt;Will the whole earth seen as a piece of land rather than many pieces of land (or better i should refer it as countries) which with boundaries and barrier.&lt;br /&gt;Will the people united as one nation rather than many.&lt;br /&gt;Will there be any chance, no political involment, where people are equal.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, back to the early history, if there were no industry revolution occurs, if there were no wars between tribes, if our ancertors simply contented with what nature had offer them;&lt;br /&gt;today will we be planting our own food, working in our land and garden less worry about financial stability, less worry about status, sitting peacefully on the unpolluted nature with love ones....so on.....&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the less advancement and developement does not bring peace itself... it is our fellow species "human" determine what peace alone....&lt;br /&gt;Never i emphasize much on what country am i born of, because i believed every part of the land which anyone of us stand on is still known as "earth".&lt;br /&gt;The politics had set rules for the people, we become citizens of a country but not citizens of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;Should not us be a nation? Should not us united as a whole rather than separate groups of entity? The land, the nature should not we embrace them with love rather than making them as possesion we take for granted?&lt;br /&gt;It is all depends on us...me , you, everyone...&lt;br /&gt;we are given choice between good and evil.&lt;br /&gt;a person can choose to be racist or embrace those with different colours skin of their own species a person can choose to ignore or reach out to something that need their attention&lt;br /&gt;desire within a person is up to that individual alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here today, i am glad to be in a part of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;This little land on the earth which i am born into is known as malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;My gratitude towards malaysia is because the experiences it had offer me, eventually shaped me to what i am.... I might not seen as a glamore or greatest person but i embrace and love what am i.....we all should.....&lt;br /&gt;Those experiences involve people that i met, love ones, places, events which is important in my life.&lt;br /&gt;* Happy Merdeka Malaysia! Happy Independence Day!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~love ssl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610182065200589333-3181476676258845331?l=simplex-ssl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/feeds/3181476676258845331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610182065200589333&amp;postID=3181476676258845331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/3181476676258845331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/3181476676258845331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-wonder-if-noun-known-as-country-does.html' title='Land of earth'/><author><name>ssl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589784476073042593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610182065200589333.post-3085116511669860596</id><published>2007-08-24T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T11:58:52.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>Love... shouldn't it something beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it like a breeze, gently sweep unto your face while bringing the taste of sweetness and gave you sense of calmness and simple joy.&lt;br /&gt;But it turn out to be complicated between our fellow human being where jealousy, anger, untrustworthy come in and take place.&lt;br /&gt;Some couple experiences pain, jealousy, depression ...through love...&lt;br /&gt;So is that what love is?&lt;br /&gt;No, i believe it should not be.... love itself stand alone...pure, simple, contented.&lt;br /&gt;Just like happiness, it stand alone, this feeling is individual.&lt;br /&gt;Just like happiness and sadness both feeling are different.....so do love.....&lt;br /&gt;People fall in love, at the same time there are jealousy, untrustworthy, and negative feeling occurs.... but love is not to be blame at...&lt;br /&gt;Contaminated love is everywhere... where love and mixtures of feeling take place and confusing&lt;br /&gt;Pure love is rare and beautiful... where love stands alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~sher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610182065200589333-3085116511669860596?l=simplex-ssl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/feeds/3085116511669860596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610182065200589333&amp;postID=3085116511669860596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/3085116511669860596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/3085116511669860596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/2007/08/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>ssl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589784476073042593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610182065200589333.post-4468308164893098815</id><published>2007-08-17T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T18:20:43.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6ac_m_r-NY/RsR3yrg9dWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zgxJl_4su7M/s1600-h/photoshop+assignment+(+ssl+).psd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099332390648378722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6ac_m_r-NY/RsR3yrg9dWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zgxJl_4su7M/s400/photoshop+assignment+(+ssl+).psd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;First &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Photoshop&lt;/span&gt; assignment finally accomplish. It is not proffesionally done, however effort had been put into the piece of work...... Relief and contented is how i felt......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time to sleep, another beautiful day approaching soon!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610182065200589333-4468308164893098815?l=simplex-ssl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/feeds/4468308164893098815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610182065200589333&amp;postID=4468308164893098815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/4468308164893098815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/4468308164893098815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-photoshop-assignment-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>ssl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589784476073042593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6ac_m_r-NY/RsR3yrg9dWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zgxJl_4su7M/s72-c/photoshop+assignment+(+ssl+).psd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610182065200589333.post-4762350871916912128</id><published>2007-08-11T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T13:21:27.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation like that.....</title><content type='html'>Sitting there, drifting betweem the conversation among those who are talking and thoughts of my own.&lt;br /&gt;Unconsciously, we all are talking and relating about people's affair.(or should i say gossiping)&lt;br /&gt;I wonder is that human nature? The conversation which falls on the people we dislike and disagree is always relate on disapproving statement or criticizing....Hardly or maybe never once we give compliment...&lt;br /&gt;What a sad thing, isn't it? We see only the negative side.&lt;br /&gt;Blind by our own senses..... blind by our stuborness....&lt;br /&gt;Laughter and something simply joyful couldn't we share together by looking at others beauty, even just a little?&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't we not judge other by surface issues?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disapprove on evolution, it is truth or false......i still think that human being are special ( at least from the past until this moment). Something special embeded among each of our species. Something unexplainable by theories nor experiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610182065200589333-4762350871916912128?l=simplex-ssl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/feeds/4762350871916912128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610182065200589333&amp;postID=4762350871916912128' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/4762350871916912128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/4762350871916912128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/2007/08/sitting-there-drifting-betweem.html' title='Conversation like that.....'/><author><name>ssl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589784476073042593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610182065200589333.post-7403987208430121644</id><published>2007-07-22T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T23:38:02.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>Loneliness is not because you are not surrounded by people, but ......the reason is you do not enjoy self accompany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by crowd does not mean loneliness does not exist, it is underneath the surface which cannot be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that a person do not admit their existence and put into ignorance, does not mean truth are buried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~by ssl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610182065200589333-7403987208430121644?l=simplex-ssl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/feeds/7403987208430121644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610182065200589333&amp;postID=7403987208430121644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/7403987208430121644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/7403987208430121644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/2007/07/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>ssl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589784476073042593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610182065200589333.post-5034432437228089111</id><published>2007-07-21T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T00:14:19.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is something silent inside....need you to love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We often get distracted with this thing called our body and our physical&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;being. That just holds your spirit. And your spirit is so big it fills a room. You are eternal life. You are god manifested in human form, made to perfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by Lisa Nichols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say, human being are not born perfectly. Maybe we are......&lt;br /&gt;The innerself is perfect since we are born. It is Flawless......it contain pure love, unmenifested emotional waiting for us to experient. However perfection changes over the time, depend on the colours you have added into the blank sheet. This is where the greed, selfishness, anger and jealousy come in to make way.&lt;br /&gt;The flesh is deceiving.Distract us the way we approach our real self, our inner core.&lt;br /&gt;The senses are missleading as well, we immediately respond to what we recieve through the senses ( hear, see, smell, taste, feel). Results sometime are not what we want.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday,we look into the mirrow and there we tell ourself, " oh, i need to comb my hair" or " i should improve ......" this and that....&lt;br /&gt;How many of the society see the reflection of the innerself and say they need to trim their innerself and stop hurting themself psycologically.&lt;br /&gt;How many people in reality, sit quietly and spend time to feel and look into the deeper part of ourself, and listen to what is it's need.&lt;br /&gt;The inner part is the real us where the emotion and feeling manifest. Something, biologically couldn't give a good explaination to it.&lt;br /&gt;It is not what the eyes see we should love and feel good about; it is the inside we should love and feel good about, thus we the eyes of beholder see the beauty within us and people. The outside changes time to time, it is not eternity......&lt;br /&gt;~sher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610182065200589333-5034432437228089111?l=simplex-ssl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/feeds/5034432437228089111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610182065200589333&amp;postID=5034432437228089111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/5034432437228089111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610182065200589333/posts/default/5034432437228089111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplex-ssl.blogspot.com/2007/07/we-often-get-distracted-with-this-thing.html' title='There is something silent inside....need you to love'/><author><name>ssl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589784476073042593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
