Don’t Quit

Posted on January 24, 2013 by Stace

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Here on The Classics, I curate timeless texts that continually inspire my writing and, at the same time, provide perspective to the meaning of life. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don’t you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow -
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than,
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor’s cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out -
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit -
It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.

- Author unknown

12 kata “jangan” yg perlu dihindari

Posted on January 27, 2012 by Stace

BLOG

January 2012

My mother gives me words of advice not only orally, but through BBM too. This one is recent, and I’d like to share the wisdom with you:

Steps of Power Thinking

1. JANGAN menunggu bahagia baru tersenyum, tapi tersenyumlah, maka kamu kian bahagia.
2. JANGAN menunggu kaya baru bersedekah, tapi bersedekahlah, maka kamu semakin kaya.
3. JANGAN menunggu termotivasi baru bergerak, tapi bergeraklah, maka kamu akan termotivasi.
4. JANGAN menunggu dipedulikan orang baru kamu peduli, tapi pedulilah dengan orang lain! Maka kamu akan dipedulikan…
5. JANGAN menunggu orang memahami kamu baru kamu memahami dia, tapi pahamilah orang itu, maka orang itu paham dengan kamu.
6. JANGAN menunggu terinspirasi baru menulis, tapi menulislah, maka inspirasi akan hadir dalam tulisanmu.
7. JANGAN menunggu proyek baru berkerja, tapi berkerjalah, maka proyek akan menunggumu.
8. JANGAN menunggu dicintai baru mencintai, tapi belajarlah mencintai, maka kamu akan dicintai.
9. JANGAN menunggu banyak uang baru hidup tenang, tapi hiduplah dengan tenang. Percayalah… bukan sekadar uang yang datang tapi juga rejeki yang lainnya.
10. JANGAN menunggu contoh baru bergerak mengikuti, tapi bergeraklah, maka kamu akan menjadi contoh yg diikuti.
11. JANGAN menunggu sukses baru bersyukur, tapi bersyukurlah, maka bertambah kesuksesanmu.
12. JANGAN menunggu bisa baru melakukan, tapi lakukanlah! Kamu pasti bisa!

Never say never in life, because you’ll never know what can and what will happen. Cheers!

♥

Muchaluva,
Stace.

The word is ‘believe’

Posted on September 19, 2011 by Stace

PROSE

In the beginning, there was the word. Self gives birth to it. From it bears many positive things. The question is, how?

The scribe told the self: “write a letter,” and the letter is “I”, a name it calls itself. Thus, a long life line is born. Depending on how you look at it, it’s either horizontal or vertical. Seldom does the self see both in line (+).

Self first see it as a strip (-). The scribe says, “It is ‘eye’ “. He instructs: “Use your eye.”

Thus the saying, believing is seeing, where most selfs thought to be the other way round. This is why some life lines go in circles, strips and strips and stripping down to nothingness.

How can you not be “I”? How can you see if you have not read the written word? How can you tell the message on the letter when you have eyes, many eyes, but no vision?

And so, they believe. The eyes, the “I”s, the self.

In the far distance, the scribe has just witnessed another life turned over. There are many more strips to turn before His good eyes, he noted to himself.

Muchaluva,
Stace

Horsepower

Posted on March 8, 2011 by Stace

POETRY

These are the three drafts for the original poetry we have to do for a creative writing class. Enjoy!

ORIGINAL

“Standing Still”

My soul gallops
roams wild and free.
travels places
unknown to the world.

smells and feels
a breath of fresh air
dewy green grass
the morningafter, soft, tiny buds grow.

dreams of faraway breakaways

imprisoned in dark waters
sunk deep in to the leaves
with many dying butterflies
fluttering their weakening wings
until dawn breaks

My soul has been seen.

out there dancing in the whispering winds
wheeling in open skies, running at liberty.
never entrapped, never tamed, never will.

May you have a nice ride.

REVISED

“Neigh Myself to Sleep”

My feet moves in high and low
hurdles. gallops
hither and yon, then and now

through faraway breakaways

roams wild and free.
Travels to places
unknown to thee.

O my prince,
feel the fresh air!
swiftly I prance,
softly you touched my hair.

the grasses dewy green

when dusk falls,
tiny buds grow. I rest my cold feet
by the waterfalls;
sinking in, seeping through
deep in to the leaves, I fleet.

These legs I wore, indefatigable
The roads ahead, unfathomable
Feel the rush! yet I’m still.
These rapid dark waters!
until dawn breaks

My soul has been seen.

Out there dancing in the whispering winds
wheeling on skies unbroken, running gaily at liberty.
As I stand untamed, follow the flutter of the butterflies
them wilting souls will lead with weakening wings

Fore shadows never disappear
’til the Sun shines on the other side
Before thee I shall reappear.

I may be Your maiden, your mare
Here I stand never mined, never will.

May you have a nice ride.

FINAL

“Horsepower”

My feet moves in high, low
hurdles. gallops
hither and thither, then now

through faraway breakaways

I roam wild and free.
Travels places
unknown to thee.

Come, my prince,
feel the fresh air!
A single soft touch to my hair
and short and swift! I prance

to the grasses dewy green

until dusk falls,
tiny buds grow. By the waterfalls
I standstill, rest my cold feet
sink in dim, seep through deep
in to the leaves, I fleet

These legs I wore, indefatigable
The roads ahead, unfathomable
Feel the rush! Yet I’m still.
These running waters!
Until dawn breaks

away you came with me.

Hop on. Let’s dance to the whispering winds -
wheel on the unbroken skies -
I set them butterflies free,
whose dying souls weakened
with whom my wings have wilted.

Hang on! For these shadows will disappear
Look ahead, and ripple, I will
against the currents,
before the Sun,
greener grasses will reappear

For you, my prince:
I never mind,
I’ll never flee
Here I stand
as your maiden, your mare.

May you have a nice ride.

Muchaluva,
Stace

The 9 aspects of life

Posted on March 6, 2011 by Stace

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Here on The Classics, I curate timeless texts that continually inspire my writing and, at the same time, provide perspective to the meaning of life. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.

The adventure of life is to learn.
The purpose of life is to grow.
The nature of life is to change.
The challenge of life is to overcome.
The essence of life is to care.
The opportunity of life is to serve.
The secret of life is to dare.
The spice of life is to befriend.
The beauty of life is to give.

- William Arthur Ward

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Don’t Quit

Here on The Classics, I curate timeless texts that continually inspire my writing and, at the same time, provide perspective to the meaning of life. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.

12 kata “jangan” yg perlu dihindari

BLOG

My mother gives me words of advice not only orally, but through BBM too. This one is recent, and I’d like to share the wisdom with you:

Never say never in life, because you’ll never know what can and what will happen. Cheers!

The word is ‘believe’

PROSE

Horsepower

POETRY

ORIGINAL

“Standing Still”

“Neigh Myself to Sleep”

FINAL

“Horsepower”

The 9 aspects of life

Here on The Classics, I curate timeless texts that continually inspire my writing and, at the same time, provide perspective to the meaning of life. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.