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how we measuring success?translation for my new article from
which I think it's gonna be next writing manuscript.
I try so hard to communicate in english.
Hope my language will not confuse you.
past time I've ever wonder that how could we measuring anyone successful?
Honour?rich,Pride or any factor that we use to measuring success
For me There're people ever asking me that.
Do you think you're successful yet?.It's hard to answering this
question because I success somany
thing but I don't think I'm successful.
Success is subjective.It's depend on people.
If you ask me,How could you measuring success.
I've to question you back.
What you really want in your life and what's the most thing you value?
My sister ever said about 'OSHO'.He's philosopher.He said that
people who being president is like they climb the ladder higher
and higher then they can't go further nor they can going down
because they don't know what i
back from trip,with some good lesson in lifeback from trip,with some good lesson in life
Hello,everyone I've went back from my 4 day trip at Wat Pha Thart Pha Son Keaw in Petchaboon Thailand,with family,brother sister,mom,and friends Noo.From this trip I think something 'crystalize' in my mind.It's kind of refreshing me and big break from my busy schedule(teaching everyday).
I wrote this in english first,may be I have occasion to translate in Thai later.
I didn't wrote in English for awhile,sometimes I stuck to find word to describe situation but I would try my best to do.
In this trip I met with Phra Ajarn Amnaj Ophaso.Unlike past time(This is my second time in this Wat) I didn't have occasion to interact with him.This time I have occasion to do job in Wat.We're(I and group of people) went down to hut for Phra Thudong(monk that have seperate them away from temple).It's so tough road,high bump and hard to reach to hut.I can't imagine how monk can walk to the hut.Our jobs is to clearing leave and any messing thing around hut.
Just relax postHello guy.
This entry is just relax post from personal life.
It's almost end of years already so I think about new resolution next years.
I think about balancing personal life,improve drawing and teaching
I complete my resolution this years ^^,by reading almost 40 business related english book.Stuff i read such as entrepreneur life,branding,marketing and related stuff.Althought it isn't my first language but I think my english kinda improve a lot this years.I finally can write long article.Sadly,my amazon kindle was out of order few day ago.;___;,use iPad to read is eyesore and glare problem.Amazon kindle is the best for ebook read.
I think I focus on my business-entrepreneur side this years and my business (teaching) going really well.I hardly update my deviantart page much but focusing on facebook page update which I update most of sketch there.
You can watching some unpost work there.
This years I didn't improve my drawing much and I hardly have time
master of decadence.Although it might not seem so, she had been the killer in the crowd; that night she had come to hunt them all down. No mercy, she did it one by one. Surprised? Allow me to explain, such devil, such wicked heart, black and untamed. Afraid? Listen close now; her show is about to commence.
She hisses, she snarls, and she whispers, and she laughs. She's the prettiest of all, with evil mind, sweetly to prowl. Bony fingers of long sharp nails, her lovely hands were made to tear flesh. But fragile she is and one day she might break. Just a beautiful sinner now wasted away. Oh, such enchanting cadaver, dancing and dead.
And as she keeps dancing she starts pulling you down. Down into a dark place you alone would never have found. You shout, stupidly unbowed. But sadly at night, only silence is loud. And as her silhouette continues to skulk, twirling around, you finally understand. She's the master, a queen with no crown.
And although her heart is cold and her teeth are sharp, she once had be
Why would a loving God send someone to hell?takirkpatrick from Twitter, reposted by a friend on Facebook -
The question is not "Why would a loving God send someone to hell?"
The question is "Why would anyone choose hell over a loving god?"
Nonsense. As a Christian, you must believe that God created hell and indeed the capacity to do evil. It's part of the divine plan for billions of people to grow up and encounter such information during their lives that they would "choose" hell. For example me, since I encountered critical thinking. It now dictates to me that the bronze age literature is laughably unconvincing, demonstrably self-contradicting, and is frankly barbaric. The justifications religion uses for various laws are nothing more than an argument from authority - a logical fallacy in itself - and a flawed one at that! Arguments from authority only work if the party being convinced respects that authority. Needless to say, even the existence of god (not merely respect for him) is not something anyone should just take for gr
How beautiful do you have to be to be loved?A photographer like me who portrays beautiful women is sometimes accused of damaging people. Why? Because we raise the bar for everybody to an unhealthy level. We give wrong expectations of how you or a partner worthy of you are supposed to look. We use all the tricks to make the people in the pictures always look perfect and beautiful – how can a normal person keep up with this?
Well, from my point of view the answer is simple, maybe too simple for you: you don't have to keep up with this. In a funny way I face the same problem as you, but from the other side: how can I keep up with you? You have not only your looks, you have your own unique way. You have your personality, your style. You have your way of walking and talking. You can make a real connection with somebody. You can touch them. You can make them feel your caress. You can make their heart pound.
How can I as a photographer keep up with this? I only have a stupid picture, how can I make someone's heart pound?
What I Can Learn From YouDon't tell me what you don't like.
I'm not interested.
Because what you don't like is
simply what you don't understand.
Instead tell me what you do like.
Because that is what you understand.
That is what I can learn from you.
Did u knowWhen you go to buy bread in the grocery store, have you ever wondered which is the freshest, so you 'squeeze' for freshness or softness? Did you know that bread is delivered fresh to the stores five days a week? Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday. Each day has a different color twist tie.
Monday = Blue,
Tuesday = Green,
Thursday = Red
Friday = White
Saturday = Yellow.
So if today was Thursday, you would want red twist tie; not white which is Fridays (almost a week old)! The colors go alphabetically by color Blue- Green - Red - White - Yellow, Monday through Saturday. Very easy to remember. I thought this was interesting. I looked in the grocery store and the bread wrappers DO have different twist ties, and even the ones with the plastic clips have different colors. You learn something new everyday! Enjoy fresh bread when you buy bread with the right color on the day you are shopping.
BrokenI am the most boiled down form of justification.
When I look at a new face, I see it from 6 different angles. Two eyes, times three senses of direction. And before you finish shaking hands with me, I will know what your dreams are.
Do you ever wonder what your problems really are? World weariness, fear, and unrealistic goals force you out of bed in the morning, and drive you like a pack animal. Day by day, you continually fill with anxiety and longing.
I am past all of that. For me, that was only "growing up". What about the difficult and unfair world? What about the dream-swallowing darkness? Cold of spreading wars and warm razor blade baths? The worst of the worst? Yes, I know all of it well. But it was dismissed, like a bad dream, when I finally woke up.
I am so relaxed. And even in a place made of unrest and bad temperaments, my day is always a simple pleasure. I have every scenario carefully mapped out, so almost everything is anticipated, seen in perfect timing. For everything th
I Have A DreamI say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day the whole world will rise up, and live out the true meaning of the US creed: ‘We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal.’
I have a dream that one day on the hills of Afghanistan the sons of former warlords and the sons of former occupiers will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Syria, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice and sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a world where they will not be judged by the color of their skin or the content of their email and text messages but by the c
It's not Rocket Science a poem for Jack Parsons
Lucifer took a hit, landed
face-down & flat-broke
back in the 40s
out on the West Coast
eyes the colour of Swarfega
teeth rotting, shoes worn through,
and dying for another high
too early for acid he takes
the mescaline trail
down into the Mojave
where the rattlesnakes are
locked in their kundalini and the
stillness flickers like god
across a lizard's eye
Lucifer hitched a ride
over to Pasadena
to see Jack and the Rocket Boys
see what they can do
to put him back in heaven
too long in the desert
Jack's already on the last reel
the lesson university didn't teach youhello everyone.I disappear for very long period.
I focus on another aspect of life now.
Which isn't drawing.So I didn't submit drawing here. I focus on writing,teaching and entrepreneurship now.
The reason I submit this journal is I want to encourage everyone who read this.
This entry originally submit in my illustcourse.com site recently,
which is..currently,get the most facebook like from my site.
I put all my soul and spirit to write this from my mind.
(Now...It's get around 700+like,I unexpected this,
because I didn't know somany people like what I wrote so I'm happy that my article can help them)
So... I decide to translate in english and post here.
I write better in Thai language,sorry if my english isn't smooth
or isn't correct in grammar.I will try my best.
BTW my senior in faculty of architect open artbook project in indiegogo,
he's quite popular in thai community,and have cute watercolor piece.
you can order here
I am good in drawing, I think.
I am good in looking for resources, I think.
I am good in trying new things.
Maybe I will try looking for jobs which I can connect to those.
You know (here goes my sharing hope you don't mind ; w , I am the kind of person who really thinks work hard will pay. If I can't get what I want, it's only because I am lazy. That's what I believe. But recently, I think I need to give up on something... I want to draw perfectly, amazingly... but my technique is horribly weak. Or not as good as the one I ambitioned. I am quite good in making cute art, but my ego tells me drawing cute thing is shitty... until I join painting class and then I know other artists and... I kinda understand that it is actually something not many people could do it. It is unique. And it is me, myself. Technique, it is important. But those gorgeous, skilful painting technique, I am gonna say: Let some more talented artists do it. Sure, I will keep practicing it, but I am gonna take it slowly... and enjoy drawing.
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