Leap Year

The woman stands on the hard ground
in the dark night of Vienna, the Nutley Court of Tapawingo,
stunned,
eyes closed, mouth open,
raw umbrages like the wind blowing sand in her face

Aches and pubescence are emceed
She leans and becomes
Lindsay Dee
layers of skins fluttering in the heart,
the new radius of her arm curved

She cannot be pulchritudinous, but she is ravenous
Each day she grows thinner, and her quantum unhinges
The leap year is going to divert her course
with millions of others
Deep inside her, a portrait renders as golden as drops of grain

Verboten

There was a lady
Her hair held me as I was walking

I came and went
with the chance leaving and the same road upon

O love, where are you?
leading me now 

Dame Elizabeth

What I admire about Dame Elizabeth Rosemond "Liz" Taylor the most is not her beauty and fortunes, ... It is about her heart in loving people.

Dame Taylor’s AIDS work saw her address the General Assembly at the United Nations, and she was a huge supporter of Ryan White, the 18-year-old who died of the disease in 1990 after attracting a frenzy of media when he was expelled from his middle school because of the disease, which he contracted from a blood treatment for his hemophilia.

I know a woman with the same warm heart like Elizabeth Taylor who ran 6 miles with her overused knees for a charity event last year. And her kindness and caring to those young girls really touched me.

I am glad that she has found her direction now and is living at the present time. She is a different woman, and I am so happy for her.

She is singing now, and I can see she sings very well in the concerto.  

Eine zweite Chance

To whom it may concern:

"I fix my eyes not on what is seen in my opportunities, but on what is unseen."

For example, when there is an assignment that nobody wants to do it because it is difficult and requiring long hours to complete, I look at the unseen part. Maybe it is a very important assignment, so the manager asks for someone in the office to work extra hours on Friday afternoon to finish the task. When you finish it, your boss will only give you a pat on the back: good job and well done. However, you are gaining his or her trust that you are "someone who can deliver" (i.e. the go-to girl/guy). Slowly, you will be on the manager's radar for better job assignments.

On average, the entry level employees in the DCA earn about $1,200 per pay period. Each art project that an artist can get is ranging from $600 to $1200 in profits during the same time. Every two weeks, a young man or woman can earn from $1,800 to $2,400. However, she has to pay $1,000 for the rents, $150 for the foods, $50 for the Metro, $120 for the utility bills, $50 for the yoga class, $50 for the Gym, $200 for the credit card bills, $200 for the investments and $250 for the car loan. There is no $$$ left for overseas vacations unless she is willing to pay the 11% to 15% credit card interests from debt in airfares and travel expenses.

Again, I am stating the fact here. There is extra $500 that you can earn from the employer, however that requires you to work extra hours on Friday afternoon maybe all Saturday to finish that task.

For the art projects, you will have to look at the unseen opportunities beyond the horizon.

Please follow my advice: "do what I have done" and look up the subject line. This is a business proposition for you, and you know that I do want to help you to achieve and excel under the systems. If you are still interested to learn more about the proposal, please let us talk again as business partners one last time.  I appreciate your time reading this message.

Mutual respectfully,
Dum Spiro Spero

Ein Fisch namens Wanda

A fish would never be happy living on land, because it was made for water.

Neuer Morgendämmerung

"To put meaning in one's life may end in madness, but life without meaning is the torture of restlessness and vague desire."

Love it, and I hope you like it as well.

Stille nacht

so I clamp that fleeting moment dear
I keep highjacking it with each painful word
as fragile as the night passing
yet firm as the day coming by

the lovers scribe their electrons to virtual connectives
the zenith reached
they found frustration, sorrow
they girdled themselves for bitter loss

and you who are reading this
pay them the priceless tribute of a tear
gentle heart may never reappear
when you are heedless of the sight of grief

Ich bin aus ...

the new downtown area of an oriental city looks like ...

Haiku

Recovering from the seethed Katrina
Of an ancient bayou,
A young woman came to visit--
A ray of hope.