Celine, 8 march 2014
A cloud grew over me—a cumulonimbus. It was dark. I made no noise as I crouched in bed. I was hiding under the covers. The door was locked. The lights were off. I could feel the air getting hot as I breathed in the air I had breathed out a second ago. I was hiding under the covers. There was limited (... więcej)
Yehoshua ben Peleh Shim'onai, 5 march 2014
Just to keep it real, I don't consider myself a feminist. As a matter of fact, I still consider myself a conservative in spite of my hatred towards legalism and hyper-traditionalism. But it's just that I am so marveled at the beauty that God has made in the entire creation. And what I admire (... więcej)
Yehoshua ben Peleh Shim'onai, 4 march 2014
March 4, 2014
To every lady out there,
A blessed day to you, sister!
Before anything else, I want you to know how much I appreciate that God made you. For me, you are one of the most special creations that God made in this world. Why do I say so? Remember the story of creation? In the (... więcej)
Yehoshua ben Peleh Shim'onai, 13 february 2014
The poem "In Our Own Eden: A Prince's Song To His Young Wife" is another reflective work that I wrote for Song of Solomon, after 'Love And Purity.' It shows the beauty of sex within the boundaries of marriage, as God designed it to be.
"Let marriage be held in honor (... więcej)
TOUFIQ UL ALAM, 6 february 2014
There is this bird. The tenants of an apartment across the street have bought it few days back. I cannot clearly see the bird as it is housed on the third floor and my vision is hindered by the height and the protective grates of the veranda.
The bird cries day and night. Although it does not sing (... więcej)
Harriet_The_Student, 4 february 2014
There was once a beautiful princess. Her voice was like spun silver and when you looked into her eyes, you felt as though anything were possible. But as beautiful as she was, she was reclusive and lonely, and did not meet many other people. One day, she was sitting quietly by herself in the forest when (... więcej)
Nameless, 2 february 2014
It was on a Friday night during one midsummer. In midsummer, as a tradition in Finland, people preferred absconding to the country-side and lived in summer cottages for a couple of days in the middle of nowhere, adjacent to a lake or trees to provoke a bonfire. Workplaces were closed and all doors of (... więcej)
Amin Rastar, 29 december 2013
At the end of my story
We would not live happily ever after..
At the end of my story
I picture you
Going with another guy
Hand in hand
Arm in arm..
And I picture myself
Lonely and sad
Half-naked, on the beach,
And look
Wind is coming,
Hooh, it's cold!
Look at the sky,
It seems as if (... więcej)
Yehoshua ben Peleh Shim'onai, 12 december 2013
As some of my former Facebook posts indicate, I'm a that's-what-we-get-yaggin'-about Gospel hip-hop artist. I love listening to some boombastic, 'bass-ful' beats. And what I love the most about those moments that I listen to instrumental hip-hop tracks is when I imagine myself (... więcej)
madster roberts, 4 november 2013
its crazy what we do in life knowing it all ends. how we plan tomorrow and dont see the night, how we stay strong just to crumble later we hold on to hope, faith and believe cause without it we watch life past; never took the chance to love fearing it wont last, couldnt plan ahead not knowing if we would (... więcej)
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