Moui.Net – Written from the Heart
Time is so long, Life is so short
By the tall trees – a shattered temple from an earlier rule; No monks are there – the cold wall stands oddly. Where the pond shows fair, a dragonfly comes out and suns itself; Where the monstrous tree makes a shade, an hummingbird flies out and around. On ancient flagstones, the pavements are crossed with […]
As practised in India, early Buddhism preached that every man must strive alone to escape into eternal peace from a cycle of reincarnation. The version of Buddhism that became popular in China was different. It elaborated on the concept of bodhisattvas » godlike beings, sometimes called potential Buddhas, who postponed their own salvation so that […]
It amuses me –> this thing people have about lying; about placing the right amount of poison to wreck another person. Compulsive liars and people who are obsessed with protecting their refined image and their status in life, despite knowing what they did was “morally” wrong. Wrong to who? Themselves, of course, and wrong to […]
Age. That single factor sometimes determine whether you are into sex. Many of us have read ten or more articles about sex, sexuality, sexual health, and some nonsense-of-a-sexual-health-expert of how to psychoanalyze yourself and your sex partner. How often do you read about sex or watch porn to learn more about the various positions for intercourse? Yes […]
Night. An endless orgy of multi-coloured neon lights, bright, flashing, erupting. Even at this ungodly hour the lights flow in a never-ending stream, across the tall buildings and down to the spiralling streets. The humidity is high tonight, despite living on the streets for years, she was never able to adjust – horrible heat, suffocating. […]
ZashnainAn avid blogger, twitterer and photojournalist, Zashnain Zainal suffers from an incurable addiction to social work, helping marginalised communities since 1989. Nowadays he travels from the plantations of Malaysia to the slums of Thailand. He can be found at zashnain.com and @bedlamfuryMore Posts – Website Follow Me:
Nameless. She has been nameless and stateless for three seasons. She was born with a name and an identity, once a upon a time, but sadly she possess none, here on the isolated dangerous streets. The colossal city with it’s twisted concrete jungles and monstrous fast-paced roads do not offer comfort nor does it quench […]
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