Ego

A part of me would be very happy of where am I now.

Another part would be very disappointed, because I couldn’t have the trivial parts.

After all the talk of the insignificant speck dust in the universe and how life is over-rated.

I am still a human after all.

KL in A Flash

“After leaving Malaysia for a year after my graduations, I finally went back to witness my sister’s graduation ceremony. Congratulations to her and congratulate also for the rest of the young bloods. May the force be with you always. And this is a glimpse of KL that I’m able to capture during that short period of time.”

A Retrospect

Yesterday something that I realized from a long time ago, struck me back with a velocity I can’t imagine.

It was the thoughts that we yearn for support whenever we’re down and once we’re able to stand on our feet and move again we quickly forget that support. I felt like I am a dickhead, who takes things for granted, because I only yearn support when I’m down not once I wanted to share my independence with this support.

So here goes

I once promise myself in the past, “I’ll devote my life to he/she who’s able to lift me up, makes me move on,  laugh all the things and preferably to accompany me always”. Now I can say, I’ve been lucky to found such person.

Not only I thanked her for she wants to help me around that times, I also very grateful for she wants to spend her days with me.

In a very sensical world she’s probably the comforting sounds,  pleasing sights, sweet taste, soft touch and hypnoting smell. Yet above all it all did not make sense because she just suddenly completes me.

Cheers

The Wisdom and Knowledge of The Taxi Driver-part 1

“In many parts of the world there’s always the group of people who run the streets, both night and day. They interact with vast number of people of different characters, while they themselves are also a people of character, whom sometimes annoying, plain hilarious, shady, cool, educated or street smart. Some of them are very fond of speaking their minds, while others are very shy. These are the collection of the wisdom and knowledge of the taxi drivers, whom are kind enough to share and talk to me during my travel across Indonesia (mainly Jakarta).”

• On the recent terrorist attack: “The xxxx must be the one behind the attacks in Indonesia and the rest of the world, just take alook at 9/11 why are most of the xxxx employees are taking leave on that day?”

• On Indonesia’s Independence: “Indonesia has it all. It has achieved its independence, it’s a prosperous country, its beauty is unsurpassed, pity it lacks one thing. Justice.”

• On Swine flu or any other flu: “Isn’t swine or the bird flu is created as a biological weapon? It’s politics all along I tell you.”

• On the increasing number of AIDS patient in rural area particularly Papua: “There’s only one explanation why the incidence rate is so much higher in Papua compared to Jakarta (in which has higher number of prostitute). The lack of education.” ~ I added “as well as the low economic power”

• On prostitution: “The prostitute along this street is really not a prostitute at all, they dress nicely not wearing any skimpy clothes yet often I see they’re often being picked up by cars. Those who pick up must have a spare money on their sleeve, heck if I had some I’d probably do it as well”

The Sands are Whispering, The Paths They are Changing

I stopped and looked at the back today

Do I see beauty?

Do I see destructions?

I never know

Because none ever matters

Matters no one ever.

Love Letter

Love letter written by the kids, child’s play they say

The heart speak I say.

The Eyes See What They Want To See

I always said that the concept of truth is like the horizon, a person stands in one place wouldn’t be able to grasp what others see.
Put it simply to fulfill the concept, you can see it, others can see it, but nobody can comprehend what is the absoluteness of truth, it’s because each one sees what they want to see. A different perspective for every person.

Just like the door, all we can think are “is it bolted?” “is it locked?” “is somebody just closed it?” or ”are we the one that lost the key?”

What if I tell you, that the key or lock did not exist and the door is a figment of our imagination, painted by an artist which makes we believe that we’re being locked out. Just like the concept of a horizon-slash-truth, you wanted to see a door and its lock, you’ll see a locked door. Where as in other’s perception the locked door might not exist at all.

Now if you still see a locked door, turn back and take a look. You’re being locked outside, where fate always cross, chances are always present like inconsistency and beauty hides itself in chaos.

I promise myself today and forever one thing; “In my pursuit of happiness, never ever it will across my thought at the very least, to destroy the happiness, the feeling and the laying foundation of life of somebody else, because I wouldn’t know whether the people that I’ve hurted will recover from all the pain or never at all.”

Thought of The Day

If you have fallen so deep but you are able to put your feet together again, you did not recover to your old self. You transcend to someone else, who have fallen and learn how to stand up.

(and yet) Another Resolution

Over the past, I have seen people being taught by the universe regarding the karma, its principles and the very valuable lessons that could be generated from it. However most people are not taking any lessons at all, or simply they didn’t realise that the lessons were there.

Many things causing this,  the most visible perpetrator is the emotion; it shrouded our judgement and vision like a mist and it denies our logic above all. Emotion, basicly would turn a person to the very thing I loathe.

However, the more we loathe or hate, the more we become all of those things that we hate or loathe.

Thus I asked God for objectivity, to shed the mist from my judgement and to allow me to see with clarity. To learn from karmic existence without any ounce of emotion running from it.

Make me embrace reality for all it is and how bitter it is, with no fear or loathe and hate. For I do not wish to become that very thing  that I loathe, fear and hate.

I wish to be straight not bent

I wish to be honest not crooked

I wish to be truth not lies

I wish to be cure not disease

I wish to be aids not trouble

I wish to be peace not war.

And I wish these all to all the people, so there are no need for loathe, fear and hate.

 

Cheers