graphs of my Universe
There’s a hidden joy
Behind a pile of laundry.
Ironed, it shows up.
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When finally a bucket of wrinkle fabrics pile up into nicely-layered pile of ironed clothes, who doesn’t feel the joy?
Some household chores are relaxing.
May all beings be happy.
It takes basic skill
To be happy and peaceful.
Folding paper rice—
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Another Vietnamese cuisine came for brunch! 🍴
Thought it would be easy and fast to fold rice paper to wrap some veggies and meat. Thought it would take only basic skill of folding paper like making origami heart.
Yes, it is pre-basic skill of folding the paper yet the skill to control what’s inside the heart is not that basic. The intention to fold tidily and the urge of immediately eating nice food collided hard just because of a thin layer of helpless wet rice paper. It felt like now or never. Drama! 😂
Today’s target of eating 5 wraps didn’t happen. The rest of the filling became a bowl of salad.
Sorry, dearest paper rice. I failed you. No, no! 3 of 5 is 60%, more than 50% means winning in democracy. 😂
Next time better! 💝
Weekend, Beloved,
Clear, nice, fresh— How can’t it be
If it’s cooked with love?
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First Vietnamese food from own kitchen. Next one should include bone to make perfect beef flavour. And the chili please, the crown of perfection should be a kick not only a tickle!
Still this weekend is delicious with a big bowl of pho bo!
If I may say Vietnamese pho is the only noodle soup that can beat my dear Indomie! Respect to the soul who concocted this recipe hundreds of years ago.
May all beings be happy.
Desert’s, Beloved,
Scorpions’ home. Oases—
Crops are rich and sweet.
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Walking on a rim with smiles and cries is now, drawing a circle from one start to one end— a point.
A close-looped cycle, dear Self. Are you in?
Rest day, Beloved,
Free— Stay away from workplace.
Let it be messy.
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Just wanna be free, don’t care about dirty house and all the mess. Just wanna take time to do nothing—
Welcome Saturday night! Let’s browse recipe for Sunday! 😎
Friendship, Beloved
A vast ocean and its waves
Sweeping all debris—
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A friend visited me at my lunch break. A short talk made the day.
About her retirement plan to hop from one city to another from one country to another with her husband, future visit to my home base, future visit to Ubud, her sons and the menace, my future plans, health and healthcare, vaccination, and everything….
Our longest talk after 2 years of not going someplace together! She brought our favourite kue from Bengawan Solo! 💝
Couldn’t believe it could happen only in one hour. We must have talked as fast as flash!
⚡️
Freedom, Beloved
Is gauging limitation.
How low can you go?
How high can you fly? How long?
Life’s integrated limits.
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There is always the next level of things. Perfection? Some say yes. Some say it is freedom, up to self, don’t care about others, want more, and everything.
No one can stop one except one’s self.
Is the end the limit? Not sure; yet it must be sun and moon the cycles integrate.
Beloved, if you allow, let me just be better than my own self before. Nothing more, nothing less.
May all beings be happy. 💝
Mencari kewarasan di antara kegilaan. Ketawa sampai perut kaku! 😂😂😂😂😂
Only for those knowing Bahasa Indonesia. Sorry…. 😊
Is she that clean though?
No! Flower blooms from rooted trees.
Dirt, bugs surround her.
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Human being is human being. No one is perfect. No one is clean. If someone looks perfect, it is just the lenses are focusing on one’s good parts or the lenses are damaged unable to see all details or one is just in a lucky blind spot. What a blessing to look perfect! — whatever the cause is
Making mistakes is a perfect description about human being. The perfection overdoes though when the same mistake is repeated — too many times will kill!
*sigh*
May all beings be full-bellied. 💝
Night blankets sweet dreams,
Lullabies and keeps them safe
Until morning comes
To reap every grain dreams yield.
Dreams, soar high and come back true.
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Dream sweet and wake up true.
May all beings now be peacefully sleepy…. 😊
Swaying gently down,
Feather falls off from the wings
Flapping. Angel smiles.
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I used to pick up feathers met on the way to school, office, home, everywhere. Feathers have been good signs to me for years. There has been a feeling of being protected.
Superstition? I don’t know. Maybe. Maybe not.
Now? Still believing that feather present is the presence of protection, but I stopped hoarding. Just look at the feathers, pray for protection and greet the guardian angels, and walk on with a bunch of blessings.
May all beings be happy.
🪶
There’s a space to read
A message…. Deciphered, it
Will turn to insights.
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Time runs, Beloved
Not flies. Its feet touch the ground,
Planting you deeply
To the journey. Feel the pace,
Beloved. The end is good.
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Today’s video call with 6 best friends was at least 2 hours of stupidity in the brink of wisdom.
The talk of health of some of us and overall healthcare in our country has become both joke and contemplation.
One of us said that as a father of two he doesn’t want to be selfish thinking about his health too much. He wants to give the best to his children and if he has to leave them forever, his family won’t suffer of having too little. This oldest of all of us is always the funniest yet the wisest.
One of us said that whatever medical complaints she has, she wants to handle them now. She said she’d better know the diseases how much ever bad they are and do possible treatments soon rather than later when she is older. What a good anticipation!
Another said that he still enjoys everything freely. He called while chewing donuts with heavy chocolate and sugar toppings! What a joy!
Most of us don’t have serious medical issues except that the pandemic in the country is more happening that fear of it is more deadly than the virus itself.
Blahblahblah and hahaha continued when we talked about religions. Those who are religious made fun of us who are “not clear”. And we teased them who are “too clear-cut”.
Fun 2+ hours! Mood booster to welcome another week!
Hope we are all completing everything well.
Take care, crazy good friends! You’re blessed.
Sure we’ll still meet again in a better time! So sure!
💝
A basket of stars
Sprinkled down on us tonight
Are words of comfort.
What do they say when twinkling?
Is there star dictionary?
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May all beings be happy…..
Say hi to colours
Sent by the beauty across
The sea. Thanks, buddy!
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Flowers from a colleague who has the same hobby, working accompanied by flowers. A touch of cheerfulness boosts the immunity.
Thanks, MZ!
Of sun of the day,
Of moon of the night, it comes
The sense of language—
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No, it is not a story of a human with a name. It is a journey of eternal flame.
Opening page by page, the last page is not an epilogue. It is a prologue of another story.
Beloved, are you a book or a library?
It doesn’t matter, just read.
May all beings be happy.
How perfect you are,
99.
I’m the 1 completing the reality.
And so we are completed,
100!
Life is blessed when the heart is loaded and bedazzled with three gemstones of the beautiful names and attributes of God: the amethyst of Ar-Rahman (the beneficent), the emerald of Ar-Rahiem (the merciful) and the rose quartz of Al-Latif (the subtle one, the most gentle).
It’s a personal interpretation; don’t quote me.
People say that the quality of God can’t be bounded with the beauty of any but at the same time it can in order to attribute God with something sensuously beautiful at the same time symbolising some characters. I chose gemstone. Why not flowers, why gemstones? Let it be
The three qualities are those projected to be. Someday —not sure when— I’ll acceptably be. Not sure when….
Enchanting those three attributes without thinking what religions I’m holding has been helpful to cope with many challenges especially facing those contesting and/or underestimating. Forgive them, love them and keep gentle in the heart— how much ever tough the argument is, be gentle in the heart; how much ever confrontation to be tackled, be gentle in the heart; how much ever firm intonation to be uttered, be gentle in the heart. At the end it is not winning an argument that’s important; it is accepting the learning process the bounties. Gorgeous and precious as gemstones—
So thankful to be a human being, being able to wildly interpret what might be rigidly believed by others, being able to move meaning from where beauty is rigidly defined to wherever a defined beauty can be criticised. That’s a privilege only for those who have enough space for being humane — take learning step, one by one….
In this crowded world, the safest sanctuary is being one’s self where those that I know don’t really care and those that I care don’t really know.
May I have another gemstone? 🤨
May all beings be happy….
A gate wide opens
Out to a meadow. Summer,
Show your charms to earth.
Not that I’m happy all the time but speak happy talk happy smile happy eat happy work happy has made me happier longer than before.
So why not?
Thanks for those humble and kind orbiting around me. So blessed for being some simple waza waza for each other! 💝
It is not easy there but you can do it!
This too shall pass!
Salam…. 🙏🏼
Morning has broken.
Path’s cleared by last night’s rain. I—
Miss you in the dark.
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New day, please bless me…. 🤍 Erase all the torturing memories even from the best listed ones…. Amen….
You are you thats you
The you thats not you the you
I think is you Who
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There are so many yous in you You through a complex prism is able to compel one to sign an everlasting contract with no terms and conditions but saying yes to all of you
Your signature is a punctuation while mine is a dragged line called names
Youre that important that history of alphabet puts you as a technology that moves meaning
Punctuation is you
May all beings be happy
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