The Dawn/Dusk

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The Dawn/Dusk

MW Art Concepts 2

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The Good Ear

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What is the most significant skill at work and in life?
Leadership.
Management.
Persistence.
Creativity.
Communication.
Most will answer with these qualities.
True, they are of great importance.
Yet, there is one very skill that so many of us have overlooked for so long.
LISTENING.
Without listening to your team, how do you expect them to work loyally and whole-heartedly with you and for you?
Without listening to clients, how do you manage goods and services for them?
Without listening to trends and demand, how long do you need to persist in looking before succeeding?
Without listening to what people need, how do you create something that is meaningful for them?
Without listening, how do you even communicate?
The number one skill of all is indeed to listen.
It is for sure you can do nothing effective at all before listening.
For you know nothing other than your own viewpoints, which are in no doubt limited.
At work, listening is essential to customer services, team work, management and leadership.
In life, listening is how you gain knowledge, wisdom, experience (learn from others’ mistakes, not yours), all round viewpoints and many ideas.
By listening, you are blending and integrating many sources and viewpoints. Then, you infliltrate your thoughts and ideas and make this your very own super knowledge.
Most important of all, listening before acting is a wise and humble act. No one ever got blamed due to listening! A good listener is always well respected and valued. Listening is a virtue that is highly attractive while socialising, at work and in all situations in life. It makes you calm, likeable, approachable, refined and gradually, it can make you knowledgeable.
So, listen up!

The Truth

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The truth is a blade.
It was fired at top speed from your mouth into my ear.
It went straight to my brain.
Its sharpness challenged my consciousness.
It didn’t stop but went down to hit my heart, my fragile heart.
It hit my dried old wound and caused vigorous bleeding again.
It hurt. A lot.
I knew about the truth.
Yet no one ever said it out loud right at my face.
Thank you for your courage and honesty.
Thank you so much for bringing back all the grief I had been suffering before.
I’ve never felt so conscious of the wound.

 

The furthest distance in the world

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The furthest distance in the world (translation)
original poem by Amy CHEUNG

The furthest distance in the world
     Is not life and death
     But that I am right in front of you yet you have no idea I love you
The furthest distance in the the world
     Is not that I am right in front of you yet you have no idea I love you
     But that we know and love each other yet we cannot be together
The furthest distance in the world
     Is not that know and love each other yet we cannot be together
     But that we pretend that we are capable of forgeting about each other
The furthest distance in the world
     Is not that we pretend that we are capable of not caring about each other
     But that digging an uncrossable river cold-heartedly to keep you from the one who loves you

The Merry-go-round

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I was not aware he entered my life.
He silently observed me.
With growing interest and determination, he sent me an enormous flood of attention and care.
Unsure, I observed him.
He would never give up, continuing giving me all the care and attention he had.
Moved, I gave him positive responses.
Blissful moments that we could never forget filled both our worlds.
All of a sudden, for no apparent reason, his passion froze.
Confused, I tried to spice things up.
Failed, I tried again. It should work out, shouldn’t it? For the passion was so strong.
No, I was wrong.
I faced the music and left.
Despondent, I was wandering around alone.
Cold, lonely, hopeless, helpless, powerless.
I was not aware another he entered my life…