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900k ahli di sana sedang mengunggu anda di Baitul Jannah. Mungkin.. jodoh awak ada sana.

Daftar Sekarang!



Everyday as I go by I see cut down trees, every fallen tree took years to complete and now they fall deceased, like dead men forgotten and forsaken though soon new trees arises, inhales carbon dioxide and exhales oxygen and here we are cutting down trees that makes the city breathe.

 The condition of the city scorching in heat, polluted and noisy, what an unfortunate epidemic. The people stressed, uneasy and angry yet we still continue cutting down many trees. Sometimes it is out of necessity but for every tree we cut down how many more do we breed?

 For the rich to stay in greed, the poor has to bleed. For which rich man am I going to be cut down? Like the trees cut down and left to bleed, deplete…

 The rich, despite their wealth remain poor with values for they live a life of no value but false values. Money buys respect and happiness from those who are slaves of superficiality. Open your eyes, the best things in life are free, don’t be programmed by society, being rich is just an endless cycle of greed. The society tainted with horrendous qualities, judging happiness from the houses they built. The best of man led a simple life, yet we follow the accursed pharaohs in the lives we lead.

 Trees are being cut down, forests being wiped out, demolitions straight out, nations divided and focused on dreaded thoughts, how much longer will the world exist? Destructions daily in many parts—be it trees, forests, seas, cities and lives being killed—at any cost. We still think our lives are going to last, objectifying money and fussing over our neighbors’ thoughts.

 The best of man lived a simple life. He didn’t chase wealth even when wealth came running to him. To us, however his life seems not good enough. ‘Money is not everything’. I remind myself profusely and time and time again try to instill sense into my brain. Though my brain is filled with greed and keeps daydreaming about a fortress and of a rich life and of the amounts of likes and of the new friends I would attract and of the acceptance I’ve always expect. Such is the stupid, shallow and misguided. Dead is his heart and empty is his head.

 “If we stop worshipping money and stop entrapping ourselves in life-long debts, we could make peace with ourselves and live a more pleasant life.” I say to myself, “I don’t know if I will eventually heed my own advice.”


In any case, stop cutting down them trees! 



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  • 1) tebang pokok adalah satu hal. menggantikannya dengan struktur dan kompleks canggih yang memproses material yang jarang ditemui adalah hal yang lain.

    kenapa tajuknya 3 ya?

  • (Author)
    2) Tajuknye 3 sebab, 3 = tree...sebutanya sama hehe
  • 3) 'it takes one tree to make a thousand match and it takes one match to burn a thousand trees' Stereophonics. But i do agree with you. We always spend our times accumulating wealth while we forgot that we are human.

  • (Author)
    4) Ironically to forget is human.

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