Our dear Moppy passed away on March 26, 2017 at around 12:14pm Jakarta time. Not a good news for us but we have to face it. He’s lived comfortably in his past years.
I couldn’t write a romantic letter for him earlier as I was too sad to say things about him.
Now that I can write things about him, very little though and not representing my big emotion.
He is happy and comfortable now – happier and more comfortable than when he was in his sick body on earth. And, he is still watching us especially watching Karin Franken who had been taking care of him for his last time before he died. Thank you, Karin – that is what Moppy has said every single day even now.
Moppy, you’ve been our dear dog. Special in your own way, like each of your human buddies are special in our own ways.
Moppy, you’ve changed my perception about dogs. You’ve changed my actions on the animal welfare. You’ve changed my thinking constelation – making me more aware about why we are here….
Moppy, again thank you…. Unlimited thank you.
Moppy, please forgive me for not visiting you for so long…. I know you know why I didn’t come. For you to know that you’ve always been in my diary and in my HEART.
When I was 12 years old (I hope I remember that age correctly), I imagined of having a small cabin to live with my four best friends: Rosi, Ana, Nana, Nanik.
Then at the age of 22 I want to have a big two-storey house with luxurious furniture where I can welcome friends to chat things.
Getting older, around 35 I just wanted to have a house. Just a house, any kind of house as I was so tired of renting rooms. And, thanks God I bought a tiny home near river bank. A small house with two bedroom, enough for me an my cat to live in. It has a small garden to the right side of it – small, really small full with sand for neighborhood cats to poo and play. It has free walls inside for my orchids to hang…. And the front wall for my wijayakusuma to bloom happily. And, it has comfortable space for friends and family to stay overnight or just pay a short visit.
I am so thankful for what I am given in my life. I hope I still have a chance to share more with all my frineds and family and all animals around me.
Light is coiling around me, praying for the best.
My house is there to pray for me…. I’m here somewhere praying for my house.
Isn’t it so exciting to welcome a new cycle? Hmmm…. It is an agreed cycle, don’t complain. It is what we believe the first day of another new year. Let’s just take it for granted to make my writing short…. 🙂
Yes, it is my first day of the processes of the making of my chocolate cake of success.
All are checked and ready! All are good ingredients. In my real life, they are my ideas, thoughts, projects, inteligence, optimism, determination, and faith to God.
Day #1 is well done.
What’s next?
Tools! Ok, let’s find them. Remember, those should be the cleanest and every one of them should be ready.
Ok…. See you later when I have those tools with me, Friends!
Excitement is always there in the cut of a new cycle. Reviewing what’s past, planning what will be…. All emotions are forced to mix just like egg, flour, sugar, milk in a bowl of dough. Just remember putting the right measurement.
So, what baking is for 2017?
Making a chocolate cake, people would want to make a physically beautiful cake tasting good. People love a cake that looks pretty and tastes delicious, am I right?
Like making a beautiful and delicious chocolate cake, that’s what I want my life a head especially my 2017 be like.
I’ve gotta…. Prepare the best ingredients and know how much each of them is needed; Get ready with the cleanest and most complete tools; Spend good time in the kitchen; Concentrate to the processes, never miss any one and do it as instructed; Be patient. My chocolate cake is my success in 2017.
Whatever I do, I succeed. And, I know as long as I have the proportion of ingredients and correct processes, I will!
Ok, Friends. Let’s get the ball rolling.
2017, I welcome you…. Please welcome me and be nice to this self.
Ingredients:
2 cups sugar
1 3/4 cups all-purpose flour
3/4 cup unsweetened cocoa powder
2 tablespoons King Arthur Flour Black Cocoa, optional
2 teaspoons baking soda
1 teaspoon baking powder
1 teaspoon kosher salt
2 eggs
1 cup buttermilk
1 cup strong black coffee (I used Green Mountain Coffee’s Vermont Country Blend)
1/2 cup vegetable oil
2 teaspoons vanilla extract
How to make:
– Heat oven to 180°F.
– Grease and flour two 9-inch round baking pans or one 13x9x2-inch baking pan. Set aside.
– In the bowl of a stand mixer fitted with the whisk attachment or in a large bowl with an electric mixer, combine the sugar, flour, cocoa(s), baking soda, baking powder and salt.
– Mix on low until dry ingredients are thoroughly combined.
– Add eggs, buttermilk, coffee, oil and vanilla. Beat on medium speed for about two minutes; the batter will be thin.
– Pour batter evenly into prepared pans.
– Bake in preheated oven for 30 to 35 minutes for round pans, 35 to 40 minutes for rectangular pan or until wooden toothpick inserted in center comes out clean.
– Cool 10 minutes; remove from pans to wire racks.
– Cool completely.
– Frost as desired.
This time I’m talking about one artist, a true artist from my beloved country, Indonesia. He is truly one of his kind. How he composed his works, the way he expresses his ideas and feeling, the way he dresses, all his ways are just unique.
Sudjiwo Tejo is a “dalang”, a puppeteer whose puppet shows are performed or written while modified in such a way to make the original plot and real life situations intertwined. Mostly he conditions the current political issues into his shows, writing, music and paintings.
He is at the same time a mathematician whose logics are incredibly artistic – my goodness! One of his beautiful statement is: Math: Finding Harmony in Chaos. He presented the topic in 2011 TED Talks in Bandung. He is a badass, genius and deserves a presidency like what he is in his imaginary country “Republik Jancukers”.
Many people think he is “just” a crazy artist seeking his way to the true ways (which is one? Please tell me.) but I’d like to say this maestro is more than what he seems to be. He’s an artist, a scientist, a man of his word, a revolutionist, a country lover, an honest human being.
I might not be able to say accurate things about him using words but one thing for sure: he is a free thinker in my version.
I need not to find someone from other parts of the world to know what it takes to be a smart human being, uniquely smart, a unique antique: the President of The Republic of Jancukers, SUDJIWO TEJO.
Soetta before Changi – December 4, 2016 – 18:46 (JKT time)
It’s been a busy year and I know my years ahead are gonna at least as busy as 2016 or even more…. Exciting!
And Singapore is always busy like me. There is always holiday event every month and that’s why discount is kind of never ending. This is November and people are some celebrating Thanksgivings, some are welcoming the Christmas. All the decoration and lighting on the road, at the malls, around the parks, just everywhere are glowing and luring us people stay outside of the homes. Singaporeans are as busy as Singapore. Exciting!
But the excitement is such a contagion from the vibe to people and from people to more people. What I’m trying to say is more people stay outside of houses and stay in the malls instead. Shopping! Ok, at least eating. Or, just sightseeing – window shopping.
I then enjoyed the vibe of shopping. To get Ris of stresses they say…. but no, it is not really that. I was not in stress at all. It was just that I found that some of my wishes should be realised. I’ve been so harsh and stingy to myself for the past four years. Excited!
The decision was made and ought to be executed. 😂
A suitcase, many pieces of clothes and fabric, scarves, shoes, sandals, gadgets, blah blah, blah blah and of course books!
Then I felt so light.
My goodness! Did I just say I’m light! I means I was stressed before shopping. Hmm…. Gosh, I just committed a retail theraphy while – I said – I was not in stress! Interesting!
So, don’t take it for granted when you think you are not in stress and you just want to buy what you need. Think twice. Otherwise, you’ll end up drying out your wallet.
Kata temanku aku tidak terbiasa mengalah. Mungkin benar, mungkin salah. Benar karena profesiku sebagai auditor identik dengan cari-cari salah orang dan harus mempresentasikan “kesalahan” tersebut secara sistematik dikemas apik sehingga yang disalahkan tetap mau ikhlash disuruh memperbaiki kesalahannya dalam waktu singkat secara akurat.
Salah karena sesungguhnya aku banyak sekali berkompromi terhadap tujuan hidup orang lain di luar pekerjaan. Saya biarkan orang yang seharusnya bertanggung-jawab terhadap kami para perempuan di keluarga kami “ucul” menikmati kenikmatannya sendiri malahan seringkali membebani kami mulai dari beban pikiran, perasaan maupun materi. Aku juga berkompromi terhadap tak terwujudnya beberapa mimpi besarku sebagai seorang perempuan. Pokoknya nggak papa deh ngalah asal jangan masalah pekerjaan aja.
Tapi sebenernya nggak juga. Aku banyak juga membiarkan orang lain melangkahiku. Lagi-lagi nggak papa….
Sudah lama kukesampingkan menang-kalah walau masih sedikit tersisa dikotomi kedua makna tersebut. Menang jadi arang, kalah jadi abu – sama-sama hancur karena api amarah. Tak ada yang memang, keduanya kalah….
Hari ini baru saja kumenangis. Rasanya hatiku terpukul sekali karena satu masalah yang telah begitu panjang diperjuangkan dan hampir menang ternyata dipupus dan (hampir) diputus kalah.
Bukan, bukan aku tak mau kalah. Bukan masalah. Sungguh.
Hanya kutelusuri lagi betapa orang ini memperjuangkan kesalahannya yang (hampir) (di)menang(kan) ini dengan jalan yang menyakitkan, sangat kasar dan menganiaya.
Oh, tak apa. Kuambil ini sebagai praktik puasa. Berpuasa dari yang terlihat, berpuasa terhadap kemenangan semu.
Lalu aku tersenyum, menarik selimut dan siap tidur….
Bukan menang, bukan salah. Bukan tersakiti, bukan disakiti. Bukan harga-diri, bukan kehinaan. Aku hanya ingin terbebaskan…. dari diriku sendiri….
Go around the world
My dream is go around the world, that’s what I said to one of my dear best friend, Rizka. Not so much sure that I would and could but the Ultimate Owner of the vast multiverse seems to care about me and be willing to fly me around this globe…. Thank you for everything…. so much.
This below video clip by “The Law” was sent by a friend. We’ve never thought of how a rap group (vocal? band? what? never heard of “The Law”) could sing a negative song, a set of negative lyrics about two women (Maia & Meichan of Duo Maia) who truly achieve very high position in Indonesia music world. Only hatred could generate this work.
Just wanna say…. What you sow, what you reap!
This group is over, might never get up again…. I pity their start cum end….
To Maia and Meichan: Good Luck here and after! You have the beauty, the talent and the attitude. Love, love, love…..
These are the lyrics as sung by “The Law”.
Now throw ur hand in the air buat duo maia
Jari tengah di udara buat duo maia
Middle finger’s in the air buat duo maia
Baladewa sluruh dunia acungkan jari tengahmu
Check this, check this You don’t wanna miss
Gw gak pengen menghujat atau berlaku sinis
Tapi duo maia yang katanya formasi baru
Buat gw contoh buruk yang gak pantas ditiru
Gaya harajuku lu lebih mirip cewe brengsek
Ibu tiga anak kok gayanya seperti bom sex
Ngaku jadi musisi tapi kemampuan cetek
Mendingan gw nonton mulan jadi bintang obat ketek
Kemampuan dan skill lu cuma setahi upil
Gw sumpahin album lu gak bakalan berhasil
Tampang vokalis lu kaya bintang bokep miyabi
Kok kaya mirip cewe yang lagi masturbasi
Gw denger-denger sih lu kan ngakunya sarjana
Tapi klakuan minus kaya cewe gak bragama
Gak becus ngurus anak, ngandelin pengacara
Wajar kalo cinta suami lu tertinggal di malaysia
You had all the money, you had all the fame
You had a good family and you have a good man
Tapi lu masih ngotot lu pengen jadi artis
Lu kaga punya bakat semua lagu lu najis
Untung aja lu masih punya suami yang sabar
Walaupun sifat lu tuh udah kaya cewe bar bar
Lu tau rumah tangga lu udah mau bubar
Tapi lu malah minta duit dua ratus milyar
Now throw ur hand in the air buat duo maia
Jari tengah di udara buat duo maia
Middle fingers in the air buat duo maia
Baladewa sluruh dunia acungkan jari tengah (2x)
Ini babak yang baru cobalah kau dengarkan
Semua orang tau lu tuh mabuk ketenaran
Kalo lu emang bener bener punya kemampuan
Kenapa takut bersaing sama dewi dewi dan mulan
Gw suka dewi dewi apalagi mulan
Gw juga suka ratu waktu vokalisnya pingkan
Tapi sekarang vokalisnya kok diganti mei chan
Doi gak pantes nyanyi doi pantesnya mecun
Lebih baik mei chan lu kirim aja ke batam
Gw yakin lebih laku jadi PSK malam
Karena di musik dia gak punya masa depan
Republik cinta bakal bikin lu semua tenggelam
Mulan jameela udah ninggalin ratu
Album dewi dewi masih yang paling laku
Andra and the backbone yang jadi nomer satu
Gw kasih jempol terbalik buat albumnya ratu
Udah deh mendingan cepetan lu insaf
Sebelum baladewa indonesia pada khilaf
Ini cuma nasihat we still love you anyway
Kalo lu kaga suka HOO! E-G-P
Now throw ur hand in the air buat duo maia
Jari tengah di udara buat duo maia
Middle fingers in the air buat duo maia
Baladewa sluruh dunia acungkan jari tengah mu (2x)
A building like a dragon in the city – September 28, 2016 – 15:32
Working is like breathing for some people. They dedicate their days and night to perfect their skills and knowledge of a focused thing. No boredom is considered, no tiresomeness is truly felt. Their life is integrated in their very life.
I met many brilliant people in my field of work. They are their jobs, doing their work to a perfection. Amazing journey to drive a success in a team, as if stress and pressure are just a hiccups after a meal.
There is a thing making me appreciate my job: that it helps me find other part of my self I didn’t even think of before. How would you feel when you find that you’re able to do things excellently here, while years ago people might underestimate you for not capable of doing it? How would you feel that you are well appreciated, while you were just ignored by people who think they are much better than you? It is just a kind of thanksgiving! You are blessed for finding your own diamond mine.
Is it? Yes, it is.
But ya…. Some people are just so negative about you. Whatever you say are misinterpreted or even twisted by others to save their own ass. I still see some like that but I believe they are here for a reason.
Those people won’t take me down. They are taking themselves down.
Those people won’t win their strategy because they don’t have integrity.
Those people just won’t make their ambition happen. They just won’t with their current deceit.
My heart is pounding of being angry but I take a deep breath: pull a gulp of air to my belly and breathe like a baby…. I let go of my anger like a baby meeting mother’s breast. I let go of my fury like a child getting back her doll. I’m letting go off this heavy emotion.
It is just constant.
Whatever we human beings do affect others as we are now the Master of the Earth. The word “master” might not be suitable anymore to cure Mother Earth and its dweller including ourselves. Mother Earth is sick because huma beings are sick and in order to get cured, we human should move to a new position – from master to protector.
We are the Protector of the Earth, of the rest of the dwellers on it: the animals, the plants, the in between….
Owner of the Verses, look at us….. Universe, look at us…. Mother Earth, look at us. We do many things harmful and we are sick because of it. Help us stop ourselves. Help us activate the Chi….
Flesh, blood won’t ascend.
Your sacred, good breath and deed
Are reaching Heaven.
Eid Mubarak!
I’m spraying the earth and all sacrificed beings with love….
Your life is loved & purified, ready to depart to the next cycle….
May you be good beings with good Karma.
Atma namaste….
Salaaam….
Love,
Rike to the Earth & sacrificed Beings.
Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar….
Laa ilaaha illallaaahu Allaahu Akbar….
Allahu Akbar wa lillaahil Hamd.
I visited Angkor Wat, Siem Reap of Cambodia last week with three of my friends – Mbak Roh, Mbak Endang and Agnes. We did quasi backpacking – why quasi? Well, we decided to travel light – they flew AirAsia which tickets were purchased one year ago – but pack things in pretty luggage.
We stayed in a cheap inn of USD35.5 per night instead of fancy Park Hyatt or Le Meridien and took tuk-tuk everyday instead of rented car. It was a cool journey!
Why do you say thanks?
As long as we’re human, we
Should explain reasons.
I have a friend whom I recently got difficult to understand – she claimed a good friend of mine but when I was harassed by people just in front of her, she didn’t try to defend me. Even worse she acted weird adding statement that has made me change my opinion about her claim of being a good friend. Then I decided to take my space, we should just be friends, omitting the word “good”.
Even more weird…. She sends me messages almost everyday saying ridiculous things – the messages are not weird but sending me those messages without reasons make it weird.
Why do you have to say thank you? Why don’t you just ask me why I avoid you? Why don’t you act mature instead of acting innocent?
Sometimes spirituality makes human being act weird – they forget that by being spiritual a human being won’t change to an angel. Human being need reasoning. When reasoning doesn’t come, there might be wider space between human beings that requires a stop.
I live forever,
When it I who lives forever.
But I might only live for 70 years,
When it is I who lives for 70 years.
I decide to live forever,
I who is riding planes – many different planes
Travelling through time and space.
Give me life
One at a time.
Then live forever I do.
But this plane will not make me forever for you.
This plane decays by time – this time.
This plane deteriorates by weather – this space.
I won’t live forever in this plane.
Then yes I won’t live forever.
Thanks for being with me when I’m in this plane.
And see you again with me on another space and time because we live forever.
Just know me then you know when we meet again.
Fish in frozen pond
It is swimming to the sun.
Hopes for hotter air —
Fish, water and sun —
Forming a natural cycle —
Win life together.
Fish, can you feel me
Stir the water to get you
Out of frozen pond.
Fish stare at my eyes.
They beg me to stop and go,
To find other funs.
Fish….
Me….
Life….
Like
Fish….
Water….
Sun….
Can I play with this life the I want?
I know I can.
But like a fish that can’t live in frozen pond – waiting for
The sun to melt it down.
I am a fish in a life full of water under the sun.
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