Originally Posted by Silas Thorne
A skipping swallow you, of fleeting grace.
The merest echo of your lips, your face,
could still my breath.
Your taut and long black silken hair,
dark rope, that leaves me hanging here.
The necklace that falls down before your neck,
could break my own, in hoping for a peek.
You lap a flit of flame, I'm kindle caught,
thrown hard and buckling on the limbs of thought.
Peace be on you. A mosque is called a House of Allah where faithful come to gather for worship. Mosque represents the purpose of making of Kaaba to unite all humanity to offer Prayer which should lead to peace in society. Worship of Allah does not consist of mere physical acts of offering Salaat, there are deeper lessons.
The Holy Khalifah of Promised Messiah Mahdi inaugurated a new Mosque, named as Bait ur Rahman Mosque in Vancouver, British Columbia of Canada, with
Updated 05-23-2013 at 03:27 AM by YALASH
Well my second year is over, one more to go and than off to get another degree, hopefully. I really don't like this time of year. I never like attention so my birthday in April was just the start of a very anxious time of year for me. I am always very stressed out for some days before my birthday and I hate the itself. I don't want people around but for some reason everyone wants to see me on that day and visit even though they know I don't like it. I know it's because they care about me but I don't
So, I've finished my PhD in Chinese. I've submitted it, done my defence, and after a few minor edits over the next few weeks, I'll be a Doctor of Rambling Somewhat Coherently about my field of expertise.
But it's really only a beginning for me. I'm a late starter, and have lots to do. After the edits, I've got some translation work to do, technical manuals, from English TO Chinese. Then looking for work, doing international business, there's lots of things on my plate.
As some of you may know I tend to be a private person, and so I usually do not publicly talk a great deal about the mores personal aspects of my life. But now and then I will feel the need to vent about something.
First here is a bit or a recap to get everyone up to speed and which will probably make my life sound like some kind of Soap Opera or something. You may recall from previous things I have mentioned here, as well as from some of my writings that I had been involved in a