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Cherish Every Minute | The Writings of Abdul Wardak
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The Writings of Abdul Wardak. July 24, 2015. You can play a song that is sung by angels,. But what good will it do if no one listens. …. The Sun from shining will heal you,. But what of a Sun that hides behind the clouds. Men live simply while their king lives in a mansion. What good is a mansion if you find yourself alone within its walls. Being rich has benefits that are envied by some,. But what is richness if it is left without spending. A heart that beats keeps you alive with life. Live for the day.
Water Of Life | The Writings of Abdul Wardak
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The Writings of Abdul Wardak. August 8, 2015. Over the hill came the veil of dusk. Spreading it’s dark cover indiscriminately. The clouds rushed to hug the trees like lost lovers. The trees began to dance relentlessly,. In fear that the sky may come down. Lightning bolt followed lightning bolt,. The sky could not stop crying until. The tears became a river,. A river that could swallow any – and everything in its path. 8220;Anah, aren’t you worried? Photo Credit: adhdsoul.com. Tell Me →. Sent from my iPad.
Beauty | The Writings of Abdul Wardak
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The Writings of Abdul Wardak. June 23, 2015. View all 4 comments. Songs of the wind. And the singing of birds. Have become mere imagination. All I hear is the sound of cars,. Occasionally disrupted by the sounds. Of trains and planes. If I could run to a distant place,. Away from the polluting noise;. If I could sit by myself and. Listen to the orchestra of nature. Playing the music of creation–. Then I could come to my senses. From a niosy dream of life…. November 4, 2014. Numbed by the smell of the sea,.
Ocean | The Writings of Abdul Wardak
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The Writings of Abdul Wardak. August 1, 2015. The wings of a wind remembered. That covered the oceans and hugged the mountains are gone forever. But a cry from the ocean. And the silence of the mountains. Call for another wind:. To bring a foreign scent, the sweet smell of seasons,. A force of life to clean away the dust. And cause flowers to smile,. A wind to make the trees whistle and forest dance–. A wind to be felt and remembered. Follow Blog via Email. Join 79 other followers. On Hold On, Hold On.
creation | The Writings of Abdul Wardak
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The Writings of Abdul Wardak. August 8, 2015. View all 2 comments. Over the hill came the veil of dusk. Spreading it’s dark cover indiscriminately. The clouds rushed to hug the trees like lost lovers. The trees began to dance relentlessly,. In fear that the sky may come down. Lightning bolt followed lightning bolt,. The sky could not stop crying until. The tears became a river,. A river that could swallow any – and everything in its path. 8220;Anah, aren’t you worried? Photo Credit: adhdsoul.com. And the...
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. . . . . . . It is never too late to become the person you might have been ~ George Eliot
It is never too late to become the person you might have been George Eliot. Tuesday, August 14. Looks like an interesting film. Tuesday, August 7. Does any one know where i can find the video that prof. Tabor showed us on the first day of class? The one with the population. Thanks. Thursday, August 2. Save your money and go to the Same Diego Zoo in 10 minutes! Tuesday, July 24. Thursday, July 12. Monday, June 25. This blog's for you - entirely voluntary. Share ideas, insights, fears, and courage. Do athl...
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Writing = social practice. Wednesday, June 1, 2011. Wake Boarding as a Literacy By: Eric Gerbus. Extreme sports do not even begin to describe what wakeboarding feels like. It is the combination of balance and focus that enable one to wakeboard. The skills and literacy needed in order to start or become an expert in wakeboarding describe the literacy practices of this sport. You need to learn the language of the sport and the equipment needed to participate. To swipe back and forth across the wake, turn y...
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More options ▼. Subscribe to my blog. Created: 27/01/2015 at 9:08 AM. Updated: 15/05/2015 at 12:38 PM. Once Upon A Time. Y a des jours où il pleut,. Y a des jours où il neige,. Y a des jours, où il fait chaud. Il y a des jours, où tes sentiments s'expriment. Gens du matin,. Gens du midi,. Gens de l'après-midi,. Gens du soir,. Gens de la nuit,. Bienvenue à toi (qui vient d'atterrir sur notre. La Webmiss dans tout ça? Pour les images (modifiés ou non), We ♥ it. Pour l'inspiration : ban tout, quoi! The auth...
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Writings of a Bad Speller
Writings of a Bad Speller. Wednesday, October 29, 2014. How Minecraft fixed my Window. Posted by Jason Smith @ 9:52 AM. Tuesday, July 22, 2014. The death (First Draft). The feeling in the pit of her stomach had remained ever since she passed the park. An undefined and unexplained nervousness. She dropped her keys, before quieting her mind, retrieving them from her stoop and unlocking the door. So, she spent her spare resources looking at something called a cat trying to figure out what LOLZ meant. Th...
The Writings of Abdul Wardak | Poetry and Musings
The Writings of Abdul Wardak. August 8, 2015. Tell me if I am or if I am not. If I am, show me the real dream I am in. If I am not, show me the dream I will be in. If this is not a dream, then. Who am I…. What am I…. Where am I…. If this is a dream, then. Who are You…. What are you…. Show me–Where are You…. August 8, 2015. View all 2 comments. Over the hill came the veil of dusk. Spreading it’s dark cover indiscriminately. The clouds rushed to hug the trees like lost lovers. The tears became a river,.
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Cassocks and Collars
Thoughts and experiences of a seminarian for the Archdiocese of Milwaukee. Sunday, November 18, 2012. In my Philosophy class we are just starting a new reading section on St. Augustine's Confessions. As told by my Professor, Father Thomas Regan SJ, it is "one of the greatest books to ever be written! So far I am enjoying the themes and topics that St. Augustine presents. So I just wanted to share a few of them in this post. As young adults, I feel that it is so easy to be affected by the environments tha...
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Alicia's writings
Wednesday, May 6, 2015. Sleeping, shedding, cleaning. Patient with a little boy. I get an email from Brave Writer with a daily writing tip and today's was about cinquains. Sneaking, hiding, spying. Snatches hearts from a distance. Smiling, laughing, playing. Makes you forget his stubborn side. Caring, helping, healing. Pushing, stretching, growing. You will be here soon. Humming, playing, moving. Tuesday, April 28, 2015. Well, it isn't my fault life is so hard," Bluetooth complained. When you complain ab...
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Skip to main content. Thursday, August 13, 2015. Download Kumpulan Lagu Mp3 Kebangsaan Indonesia Raya Full Album. 160; Download Kumpulan Lagu Mp3 Kebangsaan Indonesia Raya Full Album – carilaguin.com kembali lagi mengupdate lagu terbaru yang pada kes. Baca selengkapnya →. Download Lagu Mp3 DANGDUT KOPLO EVIE TAMALA FEAT NEW PALAPA • Cari Lagu In. Download Lagu Mp3 DANGDUT KOPLO EVIE TAMALA FEAT NEW PALAPA • Cari Lagu In. Baca selengkapnya →. Sunday, February 22, 2015. Baca selengkapnya →. Sauce holland...
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Writings of a Cowboy
Come sit by the fire, pour yourself a cup of coffee, and let's tell some stories! A word from the author. Just remember that you're something special. GOD loves you so very much, and I hope that some day soon we get a chance to meet, so I can see just what a wonderful person He created . in you! My favorite Cowboy Church! My Family Fun page. Sign up for our eNewsletter! Tuesday, June 29, 2010. I was actually surprised, once I began answering the questions, as to just how much I "had' done back then.
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Writings of a Fellow Traveler
Writings of a Fellow Traveler. Ideas, thoughts, and various rantings about discovering life and its deeper meaning. Wednesday, December 31, 2014. Paz y amor,. Sunday, May 25, 2014. God's Love in Our Time of Great Suffering. Sometimes in our seasons of despair and deepest need, we turn away from that which we need the most. We ask ourselves: Why have we been abandoned? Where is God in our time of suffering? Why can we not see the light? Where would be the fairness in that? What would that mean for justice?
