
Valar Morghulis
Sunset... We keep on living life as if it has no deadline, until the day we find all men are mortal (Valar Morghulis).
Since the first day we were born, we all dream of living forever... until our mortality hit us like a war hammer, then we dream of having a glorous death....
Religious
Those who praise God are like those who praise the mortal kings... Do they really need to make so much noise? Do they think God is deaf? And they think God would give them boom just like a mortal king would bestow them favors?
The Cove
On planet Taiji lived a tribe of gentle robots.
Their names had long been forgotten.
Some called them the ASIMO, after the robots built by a forgotten car company on a forgotten planet.
Life on Taiji was uneventful, until the sea turned into the color of blood.
Tear of Iran - Story of Neda Agha-Soltan
Does suffering have a shape? When you ask someone, “What is the shape of Spring?” They will tell you: daffodil, the tulips, the camellia--those beautiful flowers give shape to the abstract concept of “Spring”.
Lost in the salt ocean
Week 3 - I lost in an ocean of salt.

Many had sailed the ocean of water and salt, but few had sailed the ocean with salt but no water, not because it is dangerous, but mainly because of the unhygienic hotels around that area.
Fighting monster birds
Week 2 - I fought with monster birds as big as buffaloes.
Alone, I ascended the highest mountain in Iruya (a poky village in northern Argentina). When I was answering the call of nature, I noticed a huge shadow swooping down on me. For a moment, I wasn't sure I should finish my business or to run for cover. Luckily I managed to fight off the monsters without making a mess.

Meaningless Turtle
Meaningless Turtle is meaningless because no one ever asks for his meaning. What is the point of keeping a meaning when nobody cares?
Kitchen Love of the Pyramid
One day the tomato asked the blender, "Why do you love the toaster?"
Lime Dragon in Hoi An
When I was a soup, I used to live in Hoi An. It's a small tone in Vietnam. My best friend was an umbrella. She lived next door in a yellow house with blue windows. Her rock number was 48.
Immortal Pear of Himeji
AD 1616, Lord Honda of Himeji fell in love with Princess Sen, a granddaughter of the Shogun Ieqyasu Tokugawa.
“Whatever you wish,” Lord Honda told Princess Sen, “even the moon and the stars, I will fetch them for you.”
