I just have a walk this afternoon and met an ordinary life event. Nothing special at all, but I just loved to take a note from it. Life is so fragile, but that fact bring about a simple realization if one can simply touch the very life it self. Everything has its’ beginning and somehowLanjutkan membaca “And The Life Meets its’ End”
I think human has achieve a remarkable evolution on knowledge building. And between trust, belief, enigma, and scientific methods, we have accumulate abundant forms of sciences. From a think as clear as we said it as formula, until the hypothetical quotation without boundaries. Sometimes I would believe, this wasn’t the matter one’s attic – sinceLanjutkan membaca “Butterfly of Knowledge”
If I sat one afternoon in which heavy rain falls. Maybe I’ll let the inner me to pause for a moment of silence. My concern can be absolutely nil. And if you tried to call, maybe I will not answer. I brought down to earth with rain in the afternoon. My voice is a patterLanjutkan membaca “Does the rain make you wistful?”
When I visited Bali (as a fake tourist), I got called from my old friend (but old nemesis too), she asked me to come by since I emailed her that I will be in Bali before. Ha ha…, I thought and still think it was funny I’ve visited her house, meeting her parents and families.Lanjutkan membaca “I Just Don’t Care That Much”
Je suis et puis disparaissent Je suis tombé et ensuite allé Je cherche et trouve qu’il a perdu Ma volonté nie d’augmenter Mon âme piégés sous ma conscience Mon esprit s’est brisé sous un ciel de beauté
This afternoon I was riding under a heavy rain in the middle of Bantul City – South of Yogyakarta. The sky so dark, and thunders everywhere within it with marvellous lightning. There was something strongly breezing in deep cold where raincoat doesn’t cover my body. It maybe just a small happening, then came the windLanjutkan membaca “A Thing Has An End”
Since these days always rainy in my little town, maybe my mind gets dazzling easily. Rain makes me feel softer and slower than I used to be. Be it is I love being able just hearing the sound of celestial tears drop around me. Then, I found a nice poem by T. Merton saying, TheLanjutkan membaca “Letting Go of Thoughts”
When my friend – the Tobytall – shares about “No Reason, I Love You”. I found something much deeper than just those words…, yes the words is important but not the essential element if you may say so. People feel in love, I do feel love. I never thinking yet why for I fell love.Lanjutkan membaca “Reason Makes You Lost The Essential”
I know there is something disturbing me lately, or maybe more than something. It must be very irritating for me to has everything make me look like a skhwang (using an informal term from avatar movie).
Have you ever sat very silently, not with your attention fixed on anything, not making an effort to concentrate, but with the mind very quiet, really still?