In love, Beloved,
With life witnessed by flowers
That bloom in my heart.
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I love but also don’t love myself.
About Her
Category: Learning
Process Based
Blooming, Beloved
Not the most important phase.
Root is foundation
Where seed is a buried secret
With dancing roots, and the crop—
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Mind the strong foundation resiliently planting you to where you stand and contribution generously assisting yourself and those around.
Strong Weakness
Weakness, Beloved
A bamboo bent by the wind,
No crack found. Intact—
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They call it weak, bamboo just sways beautifully. They call it havoc, bamboo just jerks along the storm rigorously.
Bamboo stays strong with its hollow and light life.
Salaam. 💞
Sacrifice
Is there sacrifice?
Earth lovingly hugs our waste,
Giving all her love.
Committed, sacrifice not—
Yet Mars looks better? Damn you!
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I salute those who are ready to migrate to Mars yet curse them for destroying dear Mother Earth through mining and exploiting her to build spacecraft to join the god of war.
Allegedly-visionary people dream of living forever while destroying where they live. Allegedly-ordinary people take care of where they live and be considered underdeveloped.
To Mother Earth, so much love to and for you. Please forgive your children.
🌏💞
I Trust You
Know not, Beloved
This path about to end when
And where. I trust you.
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Trust is what she’s been holding tight because without it she’s lost the grip against so much magnetic force around that will pull her into a gaping hole, where greediness can consume anyone till no end.
Thanks, Beloved, for giving me a life that’s imperfect but perfectly humbling me in many ways.
I trust You; voluntarily or forcefully.
💞
The Director
Her life, Beloved,
Perfectly-directed film
Ready for Oscars—
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She sometimes forgets that life is a performed script in which she is casted to act out a given role the best she can. She should follow the director’s direction and directive.
What about spectators? She should ignore spectators. Spectators are stars whose job is to see and comment on the film. And they pay for what they see and comment. The payment goes to the stars!
So, dear Star. Fix your moves. Better your expression. Tag your ears with the melody. Live in harmony, with your own self like Javanese Bedhaya performers who are meditatively drowned in the sacred composition.
Oscars are waiting.…
…. Only if you play all out!
Heart and soul dancing through body 💞
Alhamdulillah 🌻
Loyalty
Good day, Beloved!
Time for lunch, a space for rest
And daydream of you—
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Weekend is like a lunch break after one half day before the other half, of the week.
If I could be anything, I would love to be a chipmunk at least once to enjoy the most loyal lunch menu on earth.
🌻
Salaam.
Beauty
A wreath, Beloved,
A circle packed with beauty,
Arranged true colours—
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Dear Self,
When you’re bored, splash some paints! When you’re angry, splash some paints! When you feel happy, splash some paints! When you feel funny, splash some paints! When you get offended, splash some paints!
As honest as you to you when you’re alone, your colours speak the truth.
Yours truly,
Your own self 💞
Beauty
Wasted it’s never
If blooming or not. Pretty
In its full cycle.
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Blessed again with 5 beautiful flower stems, accompanied by other beautiful growing not blooming orchids.
Beauty is not only in the flower. It is in the root, leaves, keiki, pot and their presence everyday.
Salaam.
🐣
Perfect Combination
Love’s yellow on green,
Sprinkling ripeness on freshness.
Pack your smile for me.
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💚💛💚
River
River, Beloved,
Flows. Let things go with the flow
From, in, through, to you.
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Feel the flow: calm, swift, pushing, breaking, splashing, swirling, stuck, moving. No matter what, flow.
Disclosure
Seed deeply buried,
Grown finding the sun slowly—
It is about time.
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Good life was once tiny little secret longing for forgiveness and blessings.
I accept my history, present and future.
May all beings be happy. 💝
Home
A home, Beloved
Not an outlook— it’s the soul
That hugs when inside.
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I bought my first property at 34, a bit late from the original plan simply because I was broke. It was a small house in Greater Jakarta, that is now called “Rumah Bob” (literally Bob’s home) named after my cat Bob.
It is one tiny house in a small cluster, uniformly designed with minimum freedom to show “me” — the owner can only have it painted different colours, install different window sills, plant different flowers and design different garden, add different carport, or maybe buy different cars.
That has motivated me to have a home that reflects “the me that I want to present”. None of the houses offered to me by brokers or friends hit my core although some were into my taste— of course some were simply too pricy. 😩 I rejected all offers.
Apology – Some people (who helped search property for me) thought I was too much because for some of them a house is simply a place to live in comfort, while I’ve always dreamt to live in a home where I can express the true me and help my guests understand their true selves by visiting the home. A few of them sarcastically said I shouldn’t have searched through them if I didn’t have enough money — ohhhhhh some bloody stings!!! 😂 Yet I did apologise to them for being so difficult.
I decided to buy a small plot of land in a greenery in Yogyakarta (my father’s home town) and build a home from scratch.
Architect – It’s very important to choose the right architect. Not necessarily the most prominent as to me integrity and friendship is the most important thing – luckily my best friend recommended her student to work on my dream. Working with an architect who was artist had blessed me. She understood what was wanted by her clients but she never got satisfied even when the clients said the final draft was excellent. She would get back to me saying “Mbak, I think I find which part should be optimised. I’ll get back to you with a new draft.” Thanks to Mbak Novi.
The Core – My home will never impress random onlookers from the outlook or those who think a good house is a luxurious building; they will simply think it’s a humble abode clean and fresh. It will only impress its guests, family and friends who truly relate with me as human beings with different kinds of engagements or those who know how to appreciate humanity and ordinary.
I wish to be granted health and prosperity to live long enough to enjoy being a sincere host in my true home to those who love life.
A dream come true! Alhamdulillah.
May all beings be happy. 💝
Cheese!
Be smile, Beloved,
A curve where warmth is contained.
Emoticon not—
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Smiling is an activity which will be a habit and the skin of the owner if well trained. And so it can disappear when not practiced anymore.
Smile and smile and smile then she’ll be the smile itself. Smiling is watermelon juice! Sweet and fresh!
Happy weekend! Skip laundry! Don’t care about the mountain of ready-to-wash. Just smile!
Salaam….
Cycled
After the moon? No.
The sun is where this heart walks
With rain that visits.
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Chasing what’s not clear and uncertain was an exciting thing for the hot-blooded. Dark, shadowy picture of what she once imagined has started fading away. The moon’s shift is over.
Walking in this forest, the leaves has rekindled her faith that rain is paying a short visit. When the rain stops, she will again realise that her heart is always enveloped in the warmth of clarity.
Sunbeam always opens a new chapter in which sunshine will take over what’s mysterious and frightening. Light will help her eyes see things the way they are, no assumption, no prejudice. It is what it is.
When she reaches the edge of the forest, she will step on a meadow where the moon is again sending shadow but this time there is no mystery anymore.
All is clear. All is well. What it takes is just counting the milestones and blessing all that are sensed.
May all beings be happy.
He’s Fucked Up
Fucked up, Beloved,
Are those with no choice but grin
Or laughter to death.
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Enjoy beautiful South East Asian sunny days. Everyday! What a luxury! 💝
Asian food, please. 🐣
Enigma
Cryptic, Beloved,
Message I should decipher.
It goes to spam though.
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🚽
A She In Words
A she, Beloved,
Is far and near, clear and blur,
But not true or false.
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Some people describe something so beautifully that others feel found and blessed. Those people are called the wise.
Weekend is rich with memes and kitchen; a bit chaotic with laundry and rain. Like a she she is! 🤩
All memes: from Pinterest
Walk On Not Away
Walk life on colours.
Down’s green. Up’s blue. Inside’s clear.
Here’s some red for fun.
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It depends on what she mixes on the pallets. Any hues will appear as she wishes.
She keeps working on a canvas because it is hers. Her parts of body work in harmony to draw a picture of her complete cycle of life.
She’s covered at least half of her journey so she won’t turn back. Besides, the sign doesn’t allow her to.
Weekend, weekend. 🍃
Prudent Clown
Comic, Beloved,
Life through senses. Through head, storms—
Through soul, a great gift—
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‘m wishing the borders re-open soon so I can travel to meet my family and friends then have some chat with them while throwing sour jokes without emoticon or disturbed internet connection.
‘m wishing the borders re-open soon so I can travel to see my base home starting her life.
‘m wishing I’m as fine as now if the borders don’t re-open soon. 😎
Borders re-opening means no quarantine applied 😁 10-day in a closed room -how much ever it is comfy- is truly a must-not-happen-experience-in-life thing!
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