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The Gap in-between

Maybe I tied myself too much. To do the certain things at the moment marks a great deal of motivation to go on. You have once said that it was always my business without others bothering. It was true, which I would not disagree. But what you have said to me just subtly hurts me a bit. I went home and kept thinking about what you said to me as well as your attitude toward me. With such quirky relationship I strenuously make it work and happen on my own capability to move me on. Some other person whom you think tends to be more optimistic and less sense of anxiety that may ease you more or less. At the same time you told me if I behaved like her, I would decrease my stress. So surprised that you told me to do so. It was as if she truly lacked anxiety and could carry on her tasks on her road. Appearance lies to everyone, which I truly believe. She always hid it every time for she could barely explain or confess the suffering and became distraught with worry to the extreme. You cannot even

Something Taken as An Event

The speech today introduces late M. Foucault's idea related to the Islamic Revolution. The speaker just makes an introduction about the general  historical facts of Islamic Revolution and Foucault's desire to do the research on such Revolution happened in Iran.  To be honest, I am not much familiar with  Islamic Revolution. And this is a good opportunity to get to access to such issue in the current movements happened in the world. The speaker mentions that Foucault was quiet intrigued by Islamic Revolution at that time since the Islamic Revolution opened up a new page and even broke new ground under the power of the constitutional monarchy. Nevertheless, it is not based upon the origin of institution of Egypt and the Muslim beliefs. The Islamic Revolution is no longer to be treated as mere a sort of political rebellion or to be regarded as a political activity in resistance to change the institution. Rather, the momentum of Islamic Revolution will be crucially counted in the w

She Lives in Me

So many things transform all of a sudden. And they can barely be shown up right at some certain moment. I always thought to believe that she was outside the world of mine until she gave recitation from her poems by the time I listened to her poem recitation incidentally. Initially I thought I just wanted to search some information or materials from the website if necessary. But some other airy seeds seemed to be leading me toward the kernel of the dimension that I seldom knew. It somehow failed while others reading but not herself. Subsequently I clicked the other link showing the poems read by her. And something truly happened which I had no any clue but drained tears away from mine. To be honest, I didn't intend to cry. It was as if the light appeared without any notice while she read her poems in the sound of natural emotion. It led us to some other dimension spontaneously and I couldn't even control myself. It seemed that she was telling me that don't be afraid and you