I've written;
is not merely recording
read from the preserved;
even if we ruin it
There radius heart strings
faithful menyerinada
feel and chant;
as a story;
orchestra, I, you and him
self-potential analysis
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
There are some people who do different jobs, or not in accordance with the discipline they learned in college.
This is a recipe for analyzing the potential of self:
1. Do we love the work / activities who lived?
2. Do we want to do the work / activities even though not paid?
3. Do we feel the easy thing to do, while others feel difficult?
4. Are the more often we do, the better we MLP field?
5. Do we often praised krn dg able to do the job well?
6. Do we always excited when talking about these activities?
7. Do we always enthusiastic and who has great energy when performing these activities?
8. Do not forget the time when we often do the job?
9. Do we feel satisfied when doing these activities?
10. Do we feel proud while doing the job?
11. Are we easy to influence others in the field?
This is a recipe for analyzing the potential of self:
1. Do we love the work / activities who lived?
2. Do we want to do the work / activities even though not paid?
3. Do we feel the easy thing to do, while others feel difficult?
4. Are the more often we do, the better we MLP field?
5. Do we often praised krn dg able to do the job well?
6. Do we always excited when talking about these activities?
7. Do we always enthusiastic and who has great energy when performing these activities?
8. Do not forget the time when we often do the job?
9. Do we feel satisfied when doing these activities?
10. Do we feel proud while doing the job?
11. Are we easy to influence others in the field?
if you want poetry
Monday, September 20, 2010
Do not ask;
when the moon goes out
he is not the master of light
although at the time the birth;
as beautiful as the night he bersona
not the star;
who are always willing to be their eyes
until the day could not be separated from wewarna
but it's not
star rather than a destination
in the way that you want it
There was no way to hide for poetry
do you seek;
if the heart knows no heart
diving ...
when the moon goes out
he is not the master of light
although at the time the birth;
as beautiful as the night he bersona
not the star;
who are always willing to be their eyes
until the day could not be separated from wewarna
but it's not
star rather than a destination
in the way that you want it
There was no way to hide for poetry
do you seek;
if the heart knows no heart
diving ...
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My Poetry
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