Author Archives: MightyKuen
Doing my part…
In this world and its economy, what significant role do we play? What is my part? What is your part?
Often, the question people ask becomes “why do we even want to play a part?” And we give ourselves the answer: “let someone else take care of it. ” At least, that was my thought when I was an able-bodied person living a carefree life in this world.
The funniest thing happened, after my car accident and became a quadriplegic, as life became ever more difficult, I found myself wanting to play a role, any role in fact, that would help the world move to a better future.
Why did that happen? Why the sudden shift? Did my disability suddenly gave me inspiration to be righteciou? Did I suddenly have more time and need to fill my time with something? These are all valid questions and sometimes questions people are not comfortable in asking. It took me sometime to find the answer for myself. The sudden shift in my intellectual understanding of the world is not the answer you would have guessed. The change occurred when my life is no longer “simple “, the lost of my independence has created a warmhole effect that suddenly sucked all the joy and happiness out of life as I knew it, but this lost also created a clearer picture of the world for me as well as it allowed me the opportunity to view life from a different angle. When you view the world from an unpleasant angle you begin to see the world as harsh, you feel the pain and sees only cloudy sky…but, if you view the world differently? You will begin to see the world for its potential, you begin to search deep and hard for that tiny bit of goodness that is still left, you begin to wanting more in life and sometimes be part of the change that will bring more light into the world.
Let’s view the world differently, together, let’s see the potential and how we can be the change in creating a better future for all of us.
In this world and its economy, what significant role do we play? Let me play my part! Will you play your part?
My published Article: New York on a shoe string
When it snows…
As the sun tries to hide It’s face behind the clouds,
As the wind slowly kisses every inch of the earth,
As the world bracing itself to be covered up,
My heart feels heavy embracing the moment for when it snows…
When it snows…. I think of you,
The beautiful white flakes of your hairs,
The loneliness the world feels without you being near,
The chilling cold of losing you,
My heart feels heavy embracing the moment for when it snows…
When it snows…. I think of you,
The beautiful snow flake could not compare to your smiles,
The loneliness of the world that you used to cheer up,
The chilling cold your embrace used to warm up,
My heart feels lightens and looking for the moment for when it snows…
As the sun showed her smiles from behind the clouds,
As the wind brush by my cheeks with warm kisses,
As the world awakes to spring growth,
My heart feels excited and looking for the moment for when it snows…
Storm Chasing by Kuen Tang
Mmmm, toast
Mmmm, waking up to the smell of a delicious piece of toast, with melted butter, freshly made eggs and crispy sausages… As saliva drips down the corner of your mouth, as you fight your urge to bathe yourself in this delicious aroma instead of an actual shower, secretly you know… You are about to have a great day.
Mmmm, another toast everyone should enjoy as much as the breakfast toast is Toastmaster. Yes, you may not be aware of this yet, but the sweet inspirational words and challenge creates an addictive aroma as much as that breakfast toast with a great exception… Toastmaster sets you up for much more than the day, it sets you up for life.
Your smile
Under the blazing summer sun,
The sunflowers singing hand in hand.
Breathing in the fresh field of grass,
The horses gallop toward the future.
He tried to cut the sunflowers down before grown,
You simply replanted them with your heart.
He tried to ground the free spirited horses,
Your broke the chain with your courage.
The sunflowers filled your walls,
Love filled your heart.
The horses moved like wind in your dreams,
Your courage powered their engines.
No matter how hard life became,
No matter how much pain unbearable,
You always greeted me with your smile,
The smile that encouraged me to smile.
Storm seems to always cover your garden,
Drought seems to always find your field,
I seemed to have lost my way towards you,
Darkness found you in my absence and covered up your sun.
In this darkness,
I still hear your laughter…
I still see your smile…
I smile back with renewed strength.
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Dedicated to my dear friend Misty whom we lost on Jan 28, 2014
Love 是永远的 (poem)
Love is over, 梦以醒了。
The journey (poem)
As two nervous butterflies fluttered their wings towards the sun,
I entered a house of Cross but not for the worship of god.
3 bright lights beamed into my watery eyes,
A sudden blur in my vision sent me to another world afar.
Slowly waking up in a bed of sunlight and the smell of alien flowers,
Found myself curled up in a ball in a field of moist comfort.
Tried to move my head proven to be more than a simple task,
As the world around me reshuffled and reorganized their foundation in waves.
Consumed by darkness once more for several centuries,
I continued my travels in this state into many more worlds.
A bright light suddenly appeared followed by earth shaking vibrations,
My final destination has brought me to a world mixed with volcanic fire and stormy ocean.
Traveling day and night towards the green field and pleasant weather,
The journey and travel proven to be unpleasant and dangerous.
Suddenly hit with thousands of flaming arrows,
The body screams from lava’s blossom.
Determined to smell the fresh snow and feeling for warm sun,
I dragged myself over the rocky cliffs powered with hope.
Sudden slip of footing,
I find myself bruised, battered and falling back to the beginning of time.
Screaming with frustration and anger,
Almost giving up until a sudden cold snow flower imprinted my skin.
Powered with new found courage and determination,
I found my path within the flaming garden.
The clouds parted and sun smiled once more,
The air smelled of lavender and wind blowed kisses.
I lay in the grass surround by reality,
As I have returned once again from another one of life’s little journeys.
Remembering her, the woman lost (poem)
Dear woman that was lost;