Micro fiction with practice painting on J. S. Sargent


She raised her hand, and the world stopped for her.

The cashmere cape danced in the air.

Every thread was the melody that drove the steps.

The steps were sometimes of a lion; sometimes of a panther.

Either way the heat was eager to claw my heart out.

Her arms and fingers twisted and waved.

I retreated backward and she approached onward.

Within the rhythm, my back was forced to the wall.

She slapped me.

“We are done!”

The next day I received a phone call from the divorce attorney.

The painting was my study on the dancer in Sargent’s El paleo.

It took me 2 days to finish the study, and the dress really drove me crazy.

©Paulus of Sinae (Chan Po Lo Paul) April 2016

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Brussels Attack March 2016

But we might have hope that in the immense Brahman, Buddhist, and Confucian worlds this new scientific superstition would not establish itself, and that the Chinese, Japanese, and Hindus, once their eyes were opened to the religious fraud justifying violence, would advance directly to a recognition of the law of love inherent in humanity…

Tolstoy in “A Letter to A Hindu” (To Gandhi) 

An Eye for an Eye


The Whole World Going Blind

It saddens me to hear there is another terrorist attack in the world. However it saddens me even more deeply when I read the comments from the social platforms.

There will never be short of people like Donald Trumps, trying to blame all the problem solely on one whole religion — Islam , or to a more extreme — all the religions. Yet what’s more disturbing is how victims of terrorist attacks are turning on each other:

Lack of news exposure

Some commentators are stating the fact that in the past few months there were similar attacks in Turkey, Iraq and many other places. Yet no one actually cared, especially in social platforms like Facebook, which can be perceived as representing the West.

It is very sad to see that victims in terrorism not bonding in such high time, but turning on each other. Some even suggest that the attack is a conspiracy, a plan by the West to bar the entry of further more refugees into the West.

And rather than taking a moment of grief, we are all taking a moment of hatred, which is bred from an act of hatred.

Social responsibility in a global scale

It is true that we are too cut out from the world. We are too self-absorbed. We should have shared our love with the fellow Turks and Iraqi and everyone who’s been the victim to terrorism.

We live in the modern world, not a world back in the medieval time, when economies and societies are fragmented by geography; nor are we living in the Victorian age, when we can just herd the poor into the Workhouse and pretend the problem is going to fade away.

As long as we are breathing in this modern world, we have the responsibility. We can no longer deny it. We can no longer pretend to be cut out from the rest of the world. Unless we want to be the isolated ones, who too have to face the problem of terrorism, alone.

I am sure brave people of Brussels will recover from this tragedy quickly.

Yet the tragedy of humanity, even after a century of what Tolstoy has written, is still repeating its course: disregarding interfaith awareness and conducting our actions to each own’s hatred.

©Paulus of Sinae March 2016