graphs of my Universe
Good morning from a park
Where all beings are happy.
Both the feeding and the fed
Are well.
I wish all beings be happy
Wherever they are.
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i bought a bundle of biscuits to feed the deer in Nara; seeing how well fed they were, I decided to sit down and just watched how human beings showed love to those tame animals π
You rang loudly in my ears.
I ran following you.
I was safe in pyjamas.
You blinked an eye then went away.
You are always alarming me
And I start to distrust you.
Dear,
False alarm.
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another false alarm this morning at around 7:20
this time many had decent clothes as many guests were ready to go out early
I was confused because several seconds after instructions to evacuate, the messages changed; this time telling that it was a false alarm and we didnβt have to evacuate
compared to the first false alarm I experienced in Penang earlier, this one in Japan was handled very properly; when a couple and I ran to the office room behind the lift, two officers in fire uniform were walking in β less than 5 minutes!
Japan is really outstanding in emergency management.
my plan to wake up a bit later didnβt happen; I will get prepared to go out early π
dear Love, I hope to still believe an alarm when it goes off. π€
Enjoy your weekend!
watching this this evening π
I called your name
Boldly
I called your name
Loudly
I called your name
Sweetly
I called your name
Softly
I called you so you heard me.
I call your name
In silence
I call your name
Silently
I call your name
Melodiously
I call your name
Secretly
I call your name so you be there.
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a little bird on 11:11 at 11:11
Itβs
You
I
Love
Most
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two things I love the most about Japan: lining-up footwear and toilet! π aahhh and youβ¦. π
Promise me, dear self that no matter what know that you are a human.
Let them do whatever they want in their life, their own mirror.
Bless yourself and those true to you, your own mirror.
(me to myself)
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(lyrics)
Today I heard the strangest
I heard the strangest song
A DJ a star away is
Playing it to turn us on
My heart started glowing
I feel it inside, it's flowing
I say I know, I know, I know
We're only human
I know, I know, I know
How we're designed, yeah
Oh, I know, I know, I know
We're only human
But from another planet
Still they call us humankind
Today I had the strangest
Feeling that I belong
Before, I was dying
I feel it inside, now I'm flying
I say I know, I know, I know
We're only human
I know, I know, I know
How we're designed, yeah
Oh, I know, I know, I know
We're only human
But from another planet
Still they call us humankind
Before, I was dying
I feel it inside, now I'm flying
I know, I know, I know
We're only human
I know, I know, I know
How we're designed
Oh, I know, I know, I know
We're only human
But we're capable of kindness
So they call us humankind
It is not out there
What is searched is here waiting.
A centred sparkβ
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keep centred β thanks, Beloved for all the blessings
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no one can shake an ancient rock
This serene moment
Has brought me joy
That sparks beauty
Anywhere I am.
Let them interpret
A picture
As they wish.
That is their life.
Mine is here and now.
No one is accurate
In defining me
As serenity, joy and beauty
Is a luxury
Differently designed
For each of reality.
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a line of serenity
me and myself in joy
even when tilting, my eyes see beauty π not your definition of beauty, it is mine and mine only
Youβre my melody
Dancing on the heart surface
Hurting me deeply.
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so cute I canβt eat it π Sanrioβs My Melody
Thereβs a vibe within
Spreading a home everywhere.
Close yet so remoteβ
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most of my friends think I would always visit big cities with all the luxurious and sparkling night life when visiting Japan; yet theyβre wrong as many of places Iβve visited are rural areas where no Hyatt, Shangri-La, and other big chains of hospitality brands are planted β I will usually stay in local hotels, meet humble kind genuine Japanese who donβt speak English and are willing to converse with my broken Japanese, listen to stories that impress me of how all human beings are basically struggle in life
not all Japanese are like the one I met some time ago whose rich life has formed one prouder and less kind than I thought one was π
feeling so blessed in a remote area in Gobo β letβs work wonder tomorrow, good people ππΌ
You can change some friends
And places, yet not your self
That is true and still.
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My friend likes to edit her photos. One of her mobile phones has a camera feature called βBeautifulβ that makes everyone much more beautiful than oneβs natural condition. She tried the feature on me.
She is happy, I am definitely not.
Yet it is fun to see a different me.
π
π brighter face, curly eyelashes β whatβs more of me can be faker? π my friend said βyour neck skinβ π thank you for your short company, see you in January!
One talk to the self.
Alone among cheering crowd.
Peaceful in the noiseβ
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it was a beautiful night with myself among the crowd π
Red leaves falling off
Celebrate green through the wind.
A cycle of lifeβ
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red leaves before falling off
Whatβs drying
Wonβt relive.
Itβs just flying
To meet a new home
Where soul sweetly greets,
Where heart warmly embraces.
I donβt want to mourn,
I close all doors,
I just want to doze off.
Thereβs no wish anymore.
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dreams flying with the drying heart
drying grass and itβs beautiful – Hakone, Japan
Which way will you take?
All go to where love resides.
The ways are waiting.
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Tokyo at a glance
Brings me a shadow of you
Longing for a home.
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sightseeing π
(affordable) sushi so far is only nice in Japan π
made one once and will make it again someday π
Fall is falling leaves.
They are reddened and gliding
To kiss the lover.
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autumn in Kyoto
If there is a space,
I wonβt fill it with a thing
But scents and colours
So itβs full but still roomy
For you to glow in my sky.
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photo of universe from Wikipedia
If someday the age counts no more;
I want to be remembered as
A girl who resides in an old soul,
A woman who cradles teenβs heart,
A foe who wins with no glories,
A friend who shares joy,
A sister who carries responsibilities,
A daughter who pays homage,
A human being who makes mistakes,
A nobody who learns lessons,
A fool who scavenges wisdom.
And thatβs what I will call
Alive.
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hidden grey hair and new spectacles made my day; finally giving up to progressive lenses after 4 years of denying that my eyes are not young anymore β enjoying a bowl of Vietnamese pho bo shot candid by a friend visiting from Jakarta β so blessed to be almost 50 with the heart of teen πππ
When heart is joyful,
It radiates through senses.
Deli from my heartβ
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gudheg ayam ala Rike β₯οΈ β light and bright, my must-eat for all my family and friends visiting me
most of feedback: can you make it saltier π
tempe kemul aka blanketed tempe β yummy like in heaven!
todayβs lunch box β leftover of gudheg ayam, rambutan and mini banana π
Through numbers I see
How happy human beings are
Zigzagging among their dreams,
Excusing to leave what is.
With numbers I hear
How flowing rivers are
Splashing over the rocks and debris,
Calming by the wind.
One number in this equation
Suddenly disappeared.
No. It faded away.
Ya. Getting confused.
Dear
Number,
Fade away.
Find your way.
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I love numbers, not necessarily through Math but playing with them feels like swimming in an ocean of never-ending possibilities β yet my favourite ones are still 1, 7 and 9 with no logical reasons at all
there is no reason to love you
yet there are ones to not fight for that love
Love youβ¦. Whoohoo!!! ππππ
Do you believe in prophesy
Where fog lingers down the hill
Leaving feet walk alone,
No light,
No eyesight,
No pathway seen,
Only heart listening
To the wind rustling
Flying leaves to
The North Star?
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This artwork by Ichwan Noor is named βBedhaya Kinjeng Wesiβ
Bedhaya: a Javanese sacred dance (usually composed by a king to be) performed by at least 9 female dancers or bigger odd numbers
Kinjeng: Javanese word for dragonfly
Wesi: Javanese word for iron
Kinjeng wesi (iron dragonfly) is a phrase that appeared in one Javanese prophesy telling that the area where Yogyakarta International Airport is now located is the area mentioned to be the nest of iron dragonflies
Do I believe? Not so much. Yet it is always entertaining to talk about what the old days predict about nowadays.
I donβt have so much expectation that Yogyakarta will be a busy tourist spot (I donβt want it to lose more and more genuineness and originality of culture and traditions) β yet I hope at least there will be more flights from and to Singapore in that new airport.
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Youβre gorgeous
Yet beyond reach.
You ignore me
Even in one sweetest dream.
βWakey! Wakey!β
Every alarm clock screams wildly.
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one of my best friends innocently thought I am in a date with a handsome intelligent man β I wish to the moon and back to date someone ordinary like this Rege in warm clothes smiling subtly π₯Ήβ₯οΈπ
I am glad that my best friend for the first time didnβt know someone in the news! π
the Rege I wonβt prefer – party goer, glamorous dude, everyoneβs charmer π
Where is home?
It is where roses dry out
Silently on a table
With their colours and shapes.
Where is home?
It is also where roses grow
Peacefully in the garden
With their beauty and scent.
Where is home?
It is where roses are
Sincerely exist in life
With their space and time.
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left it on Oct 24 evening, will meet them again on Oct 30 morning in a home
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If not because of
Love,
This soul wonβt soar,
This heart wonβt throb,
This head wonβt radiate,
These palms wonβt trust sensations.
If because of
Love all are alive,
And so
I fall in
Love
Every single
Day
With
You.
The same
You
Over and over
Again.
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falling in love is everyday whole year like butternut squash π
picture: RC Gormanβs work of art
Most of Japanese movies (in Netflix) are dubbed into English. This one is one of few that are still in Japanese.
Not my #1 favourite but this is one of those downloaded and rewatched for study and for giggling in Saturday night. ππ
Watch! ππ½
the most laughed: Hanaeβs colleagues esp Kagami and Mamoru
if Hanae is my friend, I will tell her βDONOT MAKE COFFEE FOR ALL!!!β π yet I see younger me in the naive Hanae β rather st**id πππ
There are waves that breathe
Fanning the flame flickering
Eternally within.
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RC Gormanβs work of art
rike jokanan 
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