One of the strangest analyses I've ever seen in my life, and perhaps in all my readings of history. Two things happen in our world.
Firstly, distorting the truth into a rumor or lie, and the blame goes to the savage addiction to the "social
We are strong, our defeats do not show. We have learned that the world around us can transform and defy, manifesting in actions molded by the harshness of circumstances and trials. I can't resist anymore; the boundary between him and me has become
If you want to buy something, you have to pay for its cost. You see something that you like to keep, you know you have to be ready with its price. You pay and then get what you like. What if, after a while, this purchased item is not up to your
Longing has led me to you, the entirety of my world,
A stream of words in your love is scarce…
The critics blame me for you,
Ignore their blame, oh date of the palm tree.
They don’t know who you are,
Who I am, and
The innate human inclination to create social ripples—an inherent yearning for acknowledgment—is something that may be hard to admit, but it resonates within all of us. It is ingrained in our very essence, driven not merely by the pursuit of
By the grace and will of God, I have approached the middle of my eighth decade of life. I often recall moments, scenes, and people who brought me happiness, and I record some of them here.
I remember the first apple my eyes ever saw—it was large, with a bright, glossy red color. I was three years old at the time, in 1945. I was accompanying my father and my infant brother on our journey back
