<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268620239678142322</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:56:54.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~~~A renewed Life~~~ A nEw heart, to run for~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>IsAiAh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12556056513686724830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268620239678142322.post-5853497113572885369</id><published>2008-12-30T05:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T05:41:34.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somewhere in nowhere, a voice was heard.&lt;br /&gt;Crying out like a newborn child, seeking for this something&lt;br /&gt;No one understand, no one knew&lt;br /&gt;Emptiness filled the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Within seconds, silence sank in.&lt;br /&gt;Time stood still&lt;br /&gt;Images flashes pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Emotions surges out from this empty heart&lt;br /&gt;Fear hit the place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A cry for a longing, a cry for a desire&lt;br /&gt;A cry for a new vision, a cry for a new birth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6268620239678142322-5853497113572885369?l=therenewedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5853497113572885369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6268620239678142322&amp;postID=5853497113572885369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/5853497113572885369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/5853497113572885369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/moment.html' title='..the moment'/><author><name>IsAiAh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12556056513686724830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268620239678142322.post-7757541597956827173</id><published>2008-09-28T06:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T06:38:02.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back...</title><content type='html'>sometimes, its more than just what u know and what u have done&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, its all about moving on&lt;br /&gt;What happens if u fail the first and second time?&lt;br /&gt;fear engulfed u many folds&lt;br /&gt;Whenever u embarked it the 2nd time, you thought, alright, now it will be better.I 've learnt my mistakes from the first,&lt;br /&gt;but , never did you know, you failed again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at heroes sometimes, the way they are, failing many times, still having the courage to stand up and move on&lt;br /&gt;credits and respect to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does really take a whole lot of courage to really stand strong when it happens twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;you never know, you never did , til you tried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;How far you tried, how long it can last, depends on how great one has for that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Faith, a substance of things hope for and a prove of the things not seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;From one dimension, its illogical , From another, it is of higher form, a higher level of thoughts that one would need to really fathom how it works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;like the natural, it is governed by laws. Laws that keep these going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;"What u see is what u have"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;----&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stand strong in who you are, --------keep pressing in ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6268620239678142322-7757541597956827173?l=therenewedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/7757541597956827173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/7757541597956827173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/2008/09/back.html' title='back...'/><author><name>IsAiAh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12556056513686724830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268620239678142322.post-1738796493844653409</id><published>2008-06-16T03:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T03:53:07.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You nEvRer Know</title><content type='html'>You never know til you try.&lt;br /&gt;How hard you try will determine how hard you might fall.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, things are just better not to try. If you wanna play with fire, you got to prepare an extinguisher beforehand. It may hard to prepare for you may not know where to get the extinguisher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life of the unknown, where all else are falling apart, where all things seems to come against who you are, where things that is not cause by you but may be the repercussions of the past, and everything and all else engulf you, where can you look to?&lt;br /&gt; Left, right, front and back are all surrounded. Rest assured there is always up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You may say that it's my fault, nevertheless, blame it all on me. Truth may not be revealed, but what's apparent may seem to everyone is true. I may not comprehend the way you think about all this, causing a big who-ha which may have been circling around your circle of friends. And everyone believe tt is true and there isnt a chance to make a concrete judgement. -----leading to there isnt a point to judge anyway since there is a chance to speak. All i would say is let it be. There's nth I can do. If you want to be in this way, so be it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somehow or rather, the truth will prevail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If someone is out there to be a judge so be it. Concurrently, another happens. Being accused for sth that it is not true and that it never did happen. rather i would say to that  blackmailer, "all the best in whatever you are doing , and a take care"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All the happen, all i can do is just look up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is so much, so much more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You never know, you never did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Coming, shall run back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stop walking and start running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's time, time to stand up and run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbfounded, speechless,tongue-tied,&lt;br /&gt;Speechless&lt;br /&gt;There isnt a word, a word to describe&lt;br /&gt;This immense emotions, like a surging wave&lt;br /&gt;Surging in this human, weakened heart&lt;br /&gt;With limitless thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Running through the mind, where you do not where you should start&lt;br /&gt;.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Here I would say, I look up to u, never turning back, like a prodigal son, enough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;time to run back, enough, lifting up my hands, here, I am all surrender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Complicated as it is, only you can understand and no one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Your love the surpasees all understanding engulf my soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So here I am , hands lifted, I surrender, used by you, and you only from now..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;~~~~peace out~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6268620239678142322-1738796493844653409?l=therenewedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/1738796493844653409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/1738796493844653409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-nevrer-know.html' title='You nEvRer Know'/><author><name>IsAiAh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12556056513686724830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268620239678142322.post-8338320653001402998</id><published>2008-04-16T01:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T01:23:31.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~~~LiFe~~~to live, to move on~nutured,grown and moved</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i dont actually know how should i really live this life. Looking through the events of this world, comparing the both cultures of which intersection hardly could take place; sometimes, where questions of morality and life as it is seems prevailing as though it never end, what should you really do?&lt;br /&gt;Learning to balance is one of the keys to live a fruitful, beautiful life. However, the difficulty comes when u really want to balance4 your life yet, temptations at time is so great that u allowed yourself to succumb by it like a suction force from a vacuum cleaner. Never did u know, just like a flick of fingers, u had made a deadly serious mistakes in your life.  You tried turning to left and right, u find no way out.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of a failure and guilt overwhelm u as though there isn't any way out and u feel like a damn loser in life. Once you may thought u had overcome, never did u know u allowed the temptation within to rule over your life.--making it to a &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;life greatest mistakes kinda stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have u ever wonder all the questions that due with " if only .." kinda questions, hoping that if something u wish nver happen ? Whenever you look back, you just hope that if only time could turn back.&lt;br /&gt;As the matter of fact that time could not be reversed, we allowed ourselves to feel like a loser. We dont really wanna think of what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, whats done is done. Learning to move on is hard but is the one key to live life to the best.Being based your faith on a higher authority to lead your life and that there is still someone out there to care and concern for you, being able to based ur trust totally to live life once again be it no matter whatever mistakes u have made and that you willing to let go and not commit the same mistake again.&lt;br /&gt;It is one thing to commit a mistake and learn from the mistake to be a better and more knowledgeable person, it is another thing to commit a mistake and had it commit again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From here, i shall move on. I shall lift it to the higher authority greater than I am. I shall not do that again, entrusting it, being based on the faith that I have that all things will not go backward even if i have commit a mistake, and that everything will turn out good and better as long as i run back to Him and not repeating my mistake again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Strength i would ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Isaiah_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6268620239678142322-8338320653001402998?l=therenewedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8338320653001402998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6268620239678142322&amp;postID=8338320653001402998&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/8338320653001402998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/8338320653001402998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/2008/04/lifeto-live-to-move-onnuturedgrown-and.html' title='~~~~LiFe~~~to live, to move on~nutured,grown and moved'/><author><name>IsAiAh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12556056513686724830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268620239678142322.post-5429929017944998323</id><published>2008-02-25T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T01:21:51.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new life</title><content type='html'>I walked out the door, a new life. Seemed so real, different from the apparent. Emotions surged, memories flowed in. Never had I imagined this wonder. The amazement dazzled.&lt;br /&gt;"Wow...." still clueless ,whats gonna happen?&lt;br /&gt;the next moment, everything darkened. Where am i? I wondered.&lt;br /&gt;Within seconds, a bright, dazzling,striking white light shone forth. The whole entire place changes in its atmosphere. Everything doesnt seemed to make sense. but........&lt;br /&gt;I ponder....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6268620239678142322-5429929017944998323?l=therenewedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/5429929017944998323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/5429929017944998323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-life.html' title='a new life'/><author><name>IsAiAh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12556056513686724830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268620239678142322.post-7341434015334916205</id><published>2008-02-12T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T01:37:11.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seems....but still unseen</title><content type='html'>A world of shame and sorrows, replaced by this great agape of the one who laid down, with life so great, love showered over the mankind of those even the hardened of hearts&lt;br /&gt;Somethings amiss, lost, confuse when you feel in the midst of emptiness, being lost in eternity, where you desire for something that doesnt exist. But yet, you know you somehow its somewhere, and again, you do not know.&lt;br /&gt;Tied with the pace of life, moving to life where things changes like a flick of fingers,and all that it happens just happened before you even realised. Immersed with fears of whats not known, wondering how life ever could be, yet holding on to a hope, though it may be frail, but somehow, its there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haunted by consequences yet held on, wavered and struck , yet still holding on. To this hope,never giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music calms a humans soul&lt;br /&gt;Expressed in a way of lyrics is the nature of the one being at that moment, at which moods and emotions are expressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Holding back, back to the days .. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few quotes :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Losing an illusion makes you wiser than finding a truth. ~Ludwig Börne&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Men are probably nearer the central truth in their superstitions than in their science. ~Henry David Thoreau]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Each forward step we take we leave some phantom of ourselves behind. ~John Lancaster Spalding&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seeking is not always the way to find. ~Augustus William Hare and Julius Charles Hare, Guesses at Truth, by Two Brothers, 1827&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To believe with certainty we must begin with doubting. ~Stanislaus I of Poland&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A stumble may prevent a fall. ~English Proverb&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought. ~Matsuo Basho &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------some food for thought above -----------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a word in season may not be ripe until its proven and tested it is truly ripe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Likewise&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a seed, deemed to be good, may not be til it is proven and tested.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6268620239678142322-7341434015334916205?l=therenewedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7341434015334916205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6268620239678142322&amp;postID=7341434015334916205&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/7341434015334916205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/7341434015334916205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/2008/02/seemsbut-still-unseen.html' title='Seems....but still unseen'/><author><name>IsAiAh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12556056513686724830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268620239678142322.post-6239853492730099766</id><published>2007-12-23T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T18:37:15.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when all else comes meaningless</title><content type='html'>when all that you think of, all that you do, all comes to meaningless&lt;br /&gt;when all else fades, does these matters after all?&lt;br /&gt;questions seems unanswered,yet doesnt seems to matter. Going through motions of living, fighting for this day,living for what seems not real, all seems to comes to no point and of no meaning.&lt;br /&gt;All that matters, does it really matters? Is it really that important after all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------keep it real--------------&lt;br /&gt;ali G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6268620239678142322-6239853492730099766?l=therenewedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6239853492730099766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6268620239678142322&amp;postID=6239853492730099766&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/6239853492730099766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/6239853492730099766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/2007/12/when-all-else-comes-meaningless.html' title='when all else comes meaningless'/><author><name>IsAiAh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12556056513686724830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268620239678142322.post-251225699160974357</id><published>2007-12-14T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T01:36:01.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What does it takes? Whats next?</title><content type='html'>A man walk, fall, picked up&lt;br /&gt;on bended knees, lifted hands&lt;br /&gt;All that it matters comes to an end&lt;br /&gt;All else fades, just the one and all that it happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , whats next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word in due season, likened a seed in fertile ground. Through tough times, as that seed breaks down, sprout grew.Going through the four seasons, holding on to what it matters.Soon, turning to tree, bearing fruit.&lt;br /&gt;In its process, weeds appeared. Holding on, it move on, let go, and grow.&lt;br /&gt;After that tree bear fruits, what's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A common saying,"Everything happens for a reason"&lt;br /&gt;Some asked, whats the reason man?&lt;br /&gt;Questions does one always have.Whats next after you got all your questions answered?&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge and wisdom does make one's life miserable.So does one w/o it. Reversible.Contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;Perspective matters again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isnt any direct answer to all parts of life.Complicity of one shall faced, holding by itself from the foundations one had built and moving on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do always believe there is always something more to whats apparent. Some things are just so superficial and that all that it comes forth adds no value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things evolve. So does humans and society. Evolution, from one point of view does takes place, which can be positive.Naturally, i dont agree it take place. From another realm , in fact it does. In terms of thoughts, ideas and emotions. &lt;br /&gt;Look around, compare yourself when u were young and the youths these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it takes? To move on ? Not to lose one soul yet living it to the fullest? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perceiving, understanding&lt;br /&gt;Never did one realise&lt;br /&gt;it has ended&lt;br /&gt;Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faded, yet unshaken&lt;br /&gt;torn down, building&lt;br /&gt;shaken, darts on every side&lt;br /&gt;letting go, moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all else fades, shall I dance&lt;br /&gt;Attacks from every side, hands lifted&lt;br /&gt;Shouting the praise of truimph&lt;br /&gt;to the One who helped&lt;br /&gt;shall i not neglect&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6268620239678142322-251225699160974357?l=therenewedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/251225699160974357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6268620239678142322&amp;postID=251225699160974357&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/251225699160974357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/251225699160974357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-does-it-takes-whats-next.html' title='What does it takes? Whats next?'/><author><name>IsAiAh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12556056513686724830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268620239678142322.post-2208953881300001273</id><published>2007-12-03T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T02:19:05.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>---just huMans--</title><content type='html'>Us, being humans, are wierd at times and irrational on other times&lt;br /&gt;Miscommunications, misunderstandings , misjudgement= all by humans&lt;br /&gt;Wrong impressions ..&lt;br /&gt;Humans can never be a good judge for we can never know the intent of the human soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems scary at times .&lt;br /&gt;I do , trusting on a higher realm of invisibility for that is whats unseen , always superceed whats seen.&lt;br /&gt;Everything of what's seens behind on a higher bais of what's unseen. (eg. the world we live in now, is in the mind of the builder before it is being built in a particular way) There's no limit to our mind to what we think and it aint stop by any time factor in our imagination thus i would propose this fact our mind exist on this higher realm. (could be this fifth dimension)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can laws and systems be perfect in any way?&lt;br /&gt;Is there really a perfect law and systems to follow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day&lt;br /&gt;Of where it started&lt;br /&gt;Finally ended&lt;br /&gt;Where it should stop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6268620239678142322-2208953881300001273?l=therenewedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2208953881300001273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6268620239678142322&amp;postID=2208953881300001273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/2208953881300001273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/2208953881300001273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-humans.html' title='---just huMans--'/><author><name>IsAiAh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12556056513686724830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268620239678142322.post-8125007596164026401</id><published>2007-12-02T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T02:19:29.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the course, the path and the race</title><content type='html'>Behind every history, there's always a story to tell. A mistake for one to learn from that past and to celebrate the joy that one's achievement. But that process, the pain that one undergone, determines the success or the failure that one would have.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in life, how we want turn back time and not make any mistakes, to be able to have a perfect track record and that everyone will look up to as a somebody. Sometimes, us being humans are so judgement of an individual.&lt;br /&gt;The course of one's race,&lt;br /&gt;the journey of what's set forth,&lt;br /&gt;the pathway, to the unknown,&lt;br /&gt;to what one yet to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Histories as histories as to what done can never be changed,humans as judgemental,sometimes misunderstand certain incident of that one of all that had happen based on the past.&lt;br /&gt;What those may not know are the values that one had acquired through that course of histories yet unrevealed to some. To one, the faith and perserverance that he had on the higher being, may be haunted by the course of his histories. Sometimes, it affects that individual emotionally, causing that one to lose and become paranoid and hard to move on; as to that due to one's past deeds or wrong choices, thus resulting in post consequences. Nevertheless, its about letting go.&lt;br /&gt;Letting go is a power choice one had to made at times to move on to greater things.&lt;br /&gt;Letting go, allows you to be focus and thus becoming you to be effective as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embedded fears, overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;Hard to move, stuck in somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Paralysed, needing a miracle&lt;br /&gt;One thing I would ask, pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking , not falling&lt;br /&gt;Fell, get up and walk&lt;br /&gt;slowly but surely&lt;br /&gt;Run.&lt;br /&gt;Never may you realise&lt;br /&gt;Fly&lt;br /&gt;Soaring higher&lt;br /&gt;Higher that all had seen, heard known&lt;br /&gt;Glory of the ONE shall flow&lt;br /&gt;Flowing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true is that that eyes had not seen, ears had not hear and mind had not known whats stored from the higher realm, the invisible where time is non existence as this sets the lower dimensions and all that is in it.&lt;br /&gt;Fifth dimension to some would say to sets the fourth dimensions where existence of angels and spirits set forth and time could be its limitations and there sets our third dimension ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be unknowingly known&lt;br /&gt;Seen yet not seen&lt;br /&gt;heard yet not heard&lt;br /&gt;understood yet to be understood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory to the One./..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off: &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Isaiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6268620239678142322-8125007596164026401?l=therenewedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8125007596164026401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6268620239678142322&amp;postID=8125007596164026401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/8125007596164026401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/8125007596164026401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/2007/12/course-path-and-race.html' title='the course, the path and the race'/><author><name>IsAiAh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12556056513686724830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268620239678142322.post-2208470978458450911</id><published>2007-11-27T06:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T02:21:59.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A dream--quite cool though</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Am tired, as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a dream a while ago from my nap. Quite cool though. Take great hardwork and wisdom to achieve.Thats where rationalism takes place where all that it seems are too impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How creative can an individual be to dream of unachievable things, but however taking small steps at a time to achieve it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning a dream to a vision is a process and from a vision to reality is another hurdle to cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, things are functioned in a way that everything begins with a seed (which it the things you see in your mind), where that seed germinates,(in which the process in building that dream comes ) and slowly seed dies and sprouts. A stalk begin to grow and become a stem and leaves grow then bear its fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It amaze me that all the is around us seems to found a either give a value or form a picture of a greater things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Likened a rat running the wheel in the small container where we keep our rats as pets, so are those who ae stuck in the small box of life call world, running this wheel of neverending race call life, where all else come to an end of what one seems to be- meaningless "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;race of life ...and a story shall begin to those...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign off UC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isaiah's holdings =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6268620239678142322-2208470978458450911?l=therenewedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/2208470978458450911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/2208470978458450911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/2007/11/dream-quite-cool-though.html' title='A dream--quite cool though'/><author><name>IsAiAh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12556056513686724830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268620239678142322.post-4532839302712106738</id><published>2007-11-25T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T15:46:52.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All that it matters</title><content type='html'>What's matters most to you?&lt;br /&gt;A question to one soul that one may not know in his conscious mind.I would say it all come to meaningless if all that matters is just to do what you want in life.&lt;br /&gt;As i was looking through the lyrics of "Where is the love" by black eye peas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where Is The Love?by Black Eyed Peas&lt;br /&gt;Album :Elephunk (2003)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[What's wrong with the world, mama&lt;br /&gt;People livin' like they ain't got no mamas&lt;br /&gt;I think the whole world addicted to the drama&lt;br /&gt;Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma&lt;br /&gt;Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism&lt;br /&gt;But we still got terrorists here livin' In the USA, the big CIA&lt;br /&gt;The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK&lt;br /&gt;But if you only have love for your own race&lt;br /&gt;Then you only leave space to discriminate&lt;br /&gt;And to discriminate only generates hate&lt;br /&gt;And when you hate then you're bound to get irate, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Madness is what you demonstrate&lt;br /&gt;And that's exactly how anger works and operates&lt;br /&gt;Man, you gotta have love just to set it straight&lt;br /&gt;Take control of your mind and meditate&lt;br /&gt;Let your soul gravitate to the love, y'all, y'all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People killin', people dyin'&lt;br /&gt;Children hurt and you hear them cryin'&lt;br /&gt;Can you practice what you preach&lt;br /&gt;And would you turn the other cheek&lt;br /&gt;Father, Father, Father help us&lt;br /&gt;Send some guidance from above'&lt;br /&gt;Cause people got me, got me questionin'&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (Love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love The love, the love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just ain't the same, always unchanged&lt;br /&gt;New days are strange, is the world insane&lt;br /&gt;If love and peace is so strong&lt;br /&gt;Why are there pieces of love that don't belong&lt;br /&gt;Nations droppin' bombs&lt;br /&gt;Chemical gasses fillin' lungs of little ones&lt;br /&gt;With ongoin' sufferin' as the youth die young&lt;br /&gt;So ask yourself is the lovin' really gone&lt;br /&gt;So I could ask myself really what is goin' wrong&lt;br /&gt;In this world that we livin' in people keep on givin'in&lt;br /&gt;Makin' wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends&lt;br /&gt;Not respectin' each other, deny thy brother&lt;br /&gt;A war is goin' on but the reason's undercover&lt;br /&gt;The truth is kept secret, it's swept under the rug&lt;br /&gt;If you never know truth then you never know love&lt;br /&gt;Where's the love, y'all, come on (I don't know)&lt;br /&gt;Where's the truth, y'all, come on (I don't know)&lt;br /&gt;Where's the love, y'all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People killin', people dyin'&lt;br /&gt;Children hurt and you hear them cryin'&lt;br /&gt;Can you practice what you preach&lt;br /&gt;And would you turn the other cheek&lt;br /&gt;Father, Father, Father help us&lt;br /&gt;Send some guidance from above'&lt;br /&gt;Cause people got me, got me questionin'&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (Love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the loveThe love, the love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;As I'm gettin' older, y'all, people gets colder&lt;br /&gt;Most of us only care about money makin'&lt;br /&gt;Selfishness got us followin' our wrong direction&lt;br /&gt;Wrong information always shown by the media&lt;br /&gt;Negative images is the main criteria&lt;br /&gt;Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria&lt;br /&gt;Kids wanna act like what they see in the cinema&lt;br /&gt;Yo', whatever happened to the values of humanity&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to the fairness in equality&lt;br /&gt;Instead in spreading love we spreading animosity&lt;br /&gt;Lack of understanding, leading lives away from unity&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' under&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' down&lt;br /&gt;There's no wonder why sometimes I'm feelin' under&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep my faith alive till love is found&lt;br /&gt;Now ask yourself&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love?&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love?&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love?&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People killin', people dyin'&lt;br /&gt;Children hurt and you hear them cryin'&lt;br /&gt;Can you practice what you preach&lt;br /&gt;And would you turn the other cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, Father, Father help us&lt;br /&gt;Send some guidance from above'&lt;br /&gt;Cause people got me, got me questionin'&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (Love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking how true that is happening? Truely all that describe is an description of a slight image of the end times.&lt;br /&gt;Just cant imagine how people can only know how to care for themselves and yet didnt know what's happening to the people around them. If all that you want matters to you dearly after all?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6268620239678142322-4532839302712106738?l=therenewedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/4532839302712106738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/4532839302712106738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/2007/11/all-that-it-matters.html' title='All that it matters'/><author><name>IsAiAh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12556056513686724830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268620239678142322.post-5512944134796572614</id><published>2007-11-08T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:34:27.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.................."the" day........(PART 1)...........</title><content type='html'>The long awaited day has arrived&lt;br /&gt;this special day, at that particular,unexplanable moment&lt;br /&gt;fullness of joy, fulfillment, regrets, hope, excitement&lt;br /&gt;immersed in one heart, all , right at that time&lt;br /&gt;........................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, the first day i had&lt;br /&gt;uncertainties, fears, being not hopeful&lt;br /&gt;that day, concidentally, full of hope, expectancy, faith&lt;br /&gt;of what to be and what will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tedious will I say to be&lt;br /&gt;Moment of joy in broken pieces&lt;br /&gt;What may seem to be, yet not be&lt;br /&gt;The cause of everything yet to be discovered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going through the unknown land,&lt;br /&gt;likened a lost sheep searching for its shepherd&lt;br /&gt;In togetherness, good and bad times&lt;br /&gt;To be someone yet a nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This island, full of memories&lt;br /&gt;Was a boy, became a man&lt;br /&gt;On that island, life has begun&lt;br /&gt;the expedition of naiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to something new&lt;br /&gt;a new training phase to begin&lt;br /&gt;a hope i still hold on to&lt;br /&gt;To be someone yet a nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New friends, new buddies&lt;br /&gt;good and bad times once again&lt;br /&gt;had no idea the cause of one&lt;br /&gt;seeking for something yet to be found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT that moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what life could be , how it should be for the rest of the 19mths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never giving up, never gonna let it go&lt;br /&gt;That dream, that vision and hope&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again&lt;br /&gt;To look forward to another phase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new phase began, hope was totally gone&lt;br /&gt;an area likened WW2, hope seemed to go amiss&lt;br /&gt;To be somebody yet nobody, was true indeed, indeed&lt;br /&gt;time to dream again, time to fly again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til that moment, changes happen&lt;br /&gt;Naive am I, "noob" some may call&lt;br /&gt;entering to the "unknown", darkened&lt;br /&gt;stuck, immobile, turning oneself likened a fast moving ferris wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new experience one may call&lt;br /&gt;A new joy one may pursue&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside one soul, there is something more&lt;br /&gt;More than what it is apparent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superficial it may seem&lt;br /&gt;Just the outward, one would judge&lt;br /&gt;Never did one realise its consequences&lt;br /&gt;Never did one comprehend that full meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likened a fallen angel, beautiful, attractive&lt;br /&gt;Forever luring , tempting&lt;br /&gt;Whats inside is what hard to comprehend&lt;br /&gt;Never will one realise till it happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To laugh or to cry&lt;br /&gt;To seek or let it happen&lt;br /&gt;To pursue it or lay back&lt;br /&gt;To dream again, to fly again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new purpose for that moment&lt;br /&gt;A new passion fired up&lt;br /&gt;A new desire to run to&lt;br /&gt;A new course of direction to turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A specialist, here am I&lt;br /&gt;A pathetic schedule where hardly there's "life"&lt;br /&gt;What much can I do, what more to look for&lt;br /&gt;To dream again, to fly again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrets, hurts encompassed my soul&lt;br /&gt;"WHat ifs?" are the only question I could ask&lt;br /&gt;All the whys cause further disappointments&lt;br /&gt;"Whats next?" I wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contradictions, is that one's life now&lt;br /&gt;on the crossroad of where he stood&lt;br /&gt;Fighting against the formulated nature in his soul&lt;br /&gt;Leading to confusion, hopeless as he become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen, taken aback , picked up&lt;br /&gt;fallen deeper, sunk to the oceans&lt;br /&gt;sucked up by sharks found&lt;br /&gt;wondering whats happen next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fought, defeated right straight at the face&lt;br /&gt;Struggled, still struggling&lt;br /&gt;waves coming against all over&lt;br /&gt;A question for a reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back again -----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A specialist I have become,&lt;br /&gt;Whether good or bad i couldnt judge&lt;br /&gt;A taste of freedom soon began&lt;br /&gt;Unrevealed secrets of the unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What one would say the life of a specialist?&lt;br /&gt;Fun? too hopeful to that one&lt;br /&gt;How fun can it get when times all else come against you?&lt;br /&gt;When things dont turn out the way you wish it would be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likened a child crying for help&lt;br /&gt;Likened a blind seeking for a vision&lt;br /&gt;Likened a deer longing for water&lt;br /&gt;So is that soul shall be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one year, another phase had begun,&lt;br /&gt;A year where everything falls apart&lt;br /&gt;that the truth of oneself revealed&lt;br /&gt;that, life has come to another phase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........to be continue...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6268620239678142322-5512944134796572614?l=therenewedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5512944134796572614/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268620239678142322.post-277653847389550390</id><published>2007-11-08T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T01:51:33.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on./..</title><content type='html'>Looking forward, a life yet to be accomplished yet not.&lt;br /&gt;Joy that's set forth, burning within one soul, yet not&lt;br /&gt;How a life be when all it matters is just himself?&lt;br /&gt;A pursuit for pleasure, fame and glory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may come to a point that all it matters its meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;Without purpose, pleasure for that moment, just seem worthless&lt;br /&gt;All it matters, comes to a point, just a man with himself&lt;br /&gt;With one soul, finding something that is more to living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One would ask if there is more to living&lt;br /&gt;Is there something more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A question for the soul to ponder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6268620239678142322-277653847389550390?l=therenewedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/277653847389550390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6268620239678142322&amp;postID=277653847389550390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/277653847389550390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6268620239678142322/posts/default/277653847389550390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therenewedlife.blogspot.com/2007/11/moving-on.html' title='Moving on./..'/><author><name>IsAiAh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12556056513686724830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268620239678142322.post-2651154613248793231</id><published>2007-10-13T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T01:15:21.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For This Day</title><content type='html'>For this day that one've gone by,&lt;br /&gt;A new day yet awaits,&lt;br /&gt;A new one yet to become,&lt;br /&gt;A renewed man one shall evolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows the depth of one's heart?&lt;br /&gt;The truth of one's self?&lt;br /&gt;That lies in the darkest moment,&lt;br /&gt;no mind fathom that truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man, one yet to be&lt;br /&gt;A renew passion that arise&lt;br /&gt;What can this world brings?&lt;br /&gt;Pleasure, fame, fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope is what yet to be found&lt;br /&gt;Love given yet many didnt treasure&lt;br /&gt;Lost, for a purpose long to pursue&lt;br /&gt;Lust, a power that consumed a being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that is now, its just a resemblance&lt;br /&gt;Something that yet to come&lt;br /&gt;For great minds to fathom&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if that is for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stains left behind,consequences followed&lt;br /&gt;Haunted, consumed one to a loser&lt;br /&gt;Like an eagle after a deer&lt;br /&gt;Forever never giving up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion and desire for a renewal&lt;br /&gt;Revelation and vision is what required&lt;br /&gt;Hopes and Love for this cause&lt;br /&gt;A greater being for his soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall this blog be, a renew one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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