Bed and bath and meal,
Hospitality and warmth
Grow well with homesick.
GH Jakarta – April 18, 2018 – 21:00

Picture borrowed from http://boss.co.id/project/grand-hyatt/
graphs of my Universe
Bed and bath and meal,
Hospitality and warmth
Grow well with homesick.
GH Jakarta – April 18, 2018 – 21:00

Picture borrowed from http://boss.co.id/project/grand-hyatt/
A broken brake
Has made a bike fall to well,
Without rider. Phew!
Temasek – 18 April , 2018 – 03:54am

Picture borrowed from https://victoryforwomen.org/stories/ivy-league-period-girl
Breathing out the wind
Through a flute– she is finding
The tide of the sea.
Temasek – April 16, 2018 – 22:15

Picture borrowed from https://flute247.com/yamaha-yfl-221-vs-222-flute-comparison/
Just yesterday I told myself to stop ranting, today I am using the same word “ranting” for my posting title.
Please just consider it a sign that I’ll write longer than haiku, my favorite type of poem.
Ok, so….
I stand in front of mirror everyday, at least twice a day.
And I see the same person, me–
But with different expressions. Sometimes I look ok, sometimes not. Sometimes I look fresher, sometimes dull and duller. Sometimes I look beautiful, sometimes ugly and uglier. But most of all I feel that I can look better than current condition.
Is that normal? Let’s say yes.
The only thing that is not normal is…. How can I say to myself again and again that I can look better than this but then the next day I can feel that I look worse?
Is it because I don’t commit to look better?
Or is it my mind hijacking me?
Whatever.
Let’s do this again: stand in front of the mirror, say to myself “Hey, You. You are you yourself. If you realize that it is yourself, don’t compare yourself to others cause whomever they are you compare yourself with won’t ever reach your level and nor will you to theirs. You have your own pedestal to be you. And they have theirs to be them. Stop feeling more or less. It is you, the best you however you are.”
And, now I’m standing in front of my real reflection.
Does it guarantee I’m a good person?
No…. It is just a ranting old lady. 🙂
Kaohsiung – April 12, 2018 – 19:12
Below is a picture of mine with a giant durian — you’ve gotta see if I am more interesting than the durian hahaha….

Sitting in my tiny bedroom, I felt ache in my chest and said to myself, “Damn! How can I have so many things in my little nest? What am I going to build of those rubbish?”
Books, bottles, containers, clothes and other things were scatterred everywhere, on the floor, on the table, at the shelf, on my bed. Once again, what would I make with all of these? Nothing but an old lady hoarding bric-a-brac.
Please stop myself. Please….
“When I’m going to read my book, I’m confused which book I should read first as all the titles show me all the urgencies in life. When I’m going to write on my diary, I forgot which one is the most recent one as there are at least six different books and sketchbooks that I’ve used so far. When I’m going to iron my clothes, I’m confused which one should I work on first as the piling rags are covering my rooms. Oh my gosh!”
I stopped for a while and looked at my hands.
Only two hands….
What have they done in my life? My two hands have done so much but not so much, — too much unnecessary stuff.
….
Take a deep breath.
….
I have been clutterring and need decluttering.
….
Start with one simple thing. My mind.
…. Declutter my mind.
…. Throw away unnecessary things.
…. Just take what is needed, ignore what is not.
…. Stop talking, start doing.
Stop ranting!
Salam.
RA
Temasek – April 11, 2018 – 00:40
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What’s called history:
Grey yet great. But your eyes caught
Nothing but a rock.
GH Manila – March 19, 2018 – 23:03
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Sweet and red and smooth –
Soft, heartwarming cushions: when
Word’s sugarcoated.
Temasek – March 9, 2018 – 11:41am
When people say good words? It is not always that they mean it to the heart. It can be formal communication that can’t be trusted to the core. Yet good word can also be real, sweet, sincere communication when it is true.
Be true. Be true until you become true blue.

It is 2018, March! Third month of the 12 months, year is rolling so fast, not long after this it’s gonna be next year. I’m happy that I was given a chance to start 2018 – my fortysomethingth year of life.
In my movie mind I’m a global trotter, walking or running or hitchhiking, taking vehicles. There are a backpack, oh no just a satchel and a small rucksack, a pair of strong yet comfy boots, a hat and wow wow comfy apparel. I have some cash and some plastic money that I can use when needing to spend for food and things. I use Apple Pay anyway.
I’m so far quite a distance from home and still don’t wanna come back. I have some sites to visit. I am in a journey, yes I am. I know where I am going, yet I won’t share with anyone where I’ve been until I reach Finish line. Blogs, vlogs and notes are saved everywhere as I have left fingerprints and footprints there. “Global Trotter was here” is the stamp, seen or unseen. This journey has engraved prayers and wishes on milestones along the path. In rain and shine, I’m not alone yet I’m alone. What a beautiful journey! Thank You.
Where am I going? I know where it is, I just will not tell – it’s a Secret. They told me to be careful of wild boar and snake or tiger and bear or crocodile and quicksand and everything poisonous, dangerous or scary. But I am alive. They reminded me of getting lost or being cheated or getting robbed or kidnapped. But I am safe and sound.
I am on the right path. How do I know? I just know.
I remembered my Mother then made a call clarifying that I was ok and I would proceed. She cried and asked if I would go home soon. I said I am sorry but I have to go. I love you, Goddess of My Life….
I promise to only myself that I will not stop until this journey completes itself. I won’t tell either where I’m heading to. Just don’t worry, I’ll be safe and reach straight home without getting lost because….
…. I have my North Star.
Temasek – March 2, 2018 – 03:05

Picture borrowed from https://www.reference.com/geography/latitude-north-star-5-degrees-above-horizon-8d32bb0c6f9cb1e2
Much a do ’bout it
Ripples in a pool have brought
A Star. Guide me please.
I might not involve emotions in my devotion but I mean it. Never ask me to love you coz I don’t. Never force me to long for you coz I don’t. My realm is so much different from yours. Mine is far under the bottomless abyss, yours might be in heaven. Leave me coz I don’t have a promise.
I love myself and that’s just it.
Temasek – March 1, 2018 – 19:57
Thank you for those who wrote the lyrics and composed the music. It reflects the conversation between my soul and my physical reality. I want something just like this!
For them, I dedicate this plain haiku:
Longing for a song.
I am something just like this.
I accept my this.
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“Something Just Like This”
(with Coldplay)
I’ve been reading books of old
The legends and the myths
Achilles and his gold
Hercules and his gifts
Spiderman’s control
And Batman with his fists
And clearly I don’t see myself upon that list
But she said, “Where d’you wanna go?
How much you wanna risk?
I’m not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts.
Some superhero,
Some fairytale bliss.
Just something I can turn to.
Somebody I can kiss.
I want something just like this.”
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Oh, I want something just like this
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Oh, I want something just like this
I want something just like this
I’ve been reading books of old
The legends and the myths
The testaments they told
The moon and its eclipse
And Superman unrolls
A suit before he lifts
But I’m not the kind of person that it fits
She said, “Where d’you wanna go?
How much you wanna risk?
I’m not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts.
Some superhero,
Some fairytale bliss.
Just something I can turn to.
Somebody I can miss.
I want something just like this.
I want something just like this.”
Oh, I want something just like this
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Oh, I want something just like this
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
“Where d’you wanna go?
How much you wanna risk?
I’m not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts.
Some superhero,
Some fairytale bliss.
Just something I can turn to.
Somebody I can kiss.
I want something just like this.”
Oh, I want something just like this
Oh, I want something just like this
Oh, I want something just like this
Setiap manusia adalah pena penggurat cerita: manis, perih. Tulus, berpamrih – itu RAHASIA
Aku Pembaca, bukan Hakim.
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Each of human being is a Pen to write stories: sweet ones, sour ones. Sincere or pretended – that’s a SECRET.
I am the Reader, not a Judge.
Shanghai, Feb. 6, 2018 – 23:50

Listen to a song.
It’s without tone and no voice —
Rhymeless yet rhythmic.
Temasek – February 2, 2018 – 23:46

Heard a sheering cry–
May all beings be happy.
Masquerade is done.

Mount Agung from afar, what can we see in location? Un-rescued pets, cattle, etc…. But the cry of the voiceless is not only upthere, many dogs cry for being killed violently. For food, take the necessary and treat them well including don’t torture them to die. May all be beings be happy….!
Lodtunduh, January 21, 2018 – 01:40
The fact that the darkness has its eyes has been just imprinted in my memory.
Thank you for a slice of experience that has opened my darkest part of ancient journey. Fly free with your wings. The sky needs you.
A smile to me is not a must to show you’re happy as long as your happiness is recognized in your darkest dark.
May all beings be happy…. Salaamunqaulammirrabbirrahiem….

Lodtunduh – January 21, 2018 – 00:05
Elegant and tough —
Suitcase, laptop and pan made
Of aluminum.
Years ago I only had a pan made of aluminum and found it to be one of the best heat conductors. Now I found aluminum is the best material of one of the strongest & beautiful suitcases and smart & elegant laptops on earth. Aluminum, such a recommended metal that will make the world amazed — who has quality of this metal, please raise your hand!
Muar – January 11, 2018 – 21:00

Lapisan lambang, makna, ilmu –
Cahaya di atas Cahaya
What you can capture with the eyes are those reflecting the light. The intensity of the Light affect the clarity of the object reflected to the lenses inside of your head.
But what is that object? That depends on what you have been informed through your experience from time to time. The longer the time, the more extensive the description of the object will be. The more frequent the object is scrutinised, the more comprehensive the description will be.
And if you are exchanging with more directions of sources, the object has become not only a description of what the Light has reflected to the lenses inside of our head but you will find that the object becomes a plane to define something else. It has turned into a symbol defining a meaning. The more expressive the symbol is defined, the deeper you search into yourself. And deeper deeper deeper to the abyssal ocean of inner knowledge. From your eyes to your head to your mind to your heart to your bottomless self….
Bottomless self?
It is where you’ll find the meaning of the meaning of the meaning of the meaning of the meaning of the meaning of the meaning……..of what reflected to the lenses inside of your head.
Layers of meaning is layers of Lights.
Light on light on light on light on light on light….
Light upon Light!
Muar – January 11, 2018 – 00:50

Touches of the Wind —
Can those in the room feel it?
Ya, don’t shut the windows.
It is just a layer of sensations. You’ll never understand what others really think when you are not at the same layer of logic. And you’ll never comprehend what others really think if you are not in the same state of consciousness. I’m learning and un-learning at the same time — how would Life be cool if you seal yourself in a vacuum case?
Boom!
Moment is waiting.
Singapore – January 9, 2018 – 22:30

Alangkah malu!
Terusik coreng-moreng:
Menyelam dalam.
Pinggir kolam ra wani nyemplung, Castle Green – January 7, 2018 – 20:11

Dia tak mau
Menipu, ditipu pun
Terselamurkan.
Singapura – 7 Januari 2018 – 00:30

Dhatu by Dhatu,
Step up rising to the space of
Where I find the self.
Jade Buddha Kitchen & Bar, Brisbane – November 25, 2017 – 23:30
Don’t you love the one
Whose place, time are eternal
Loyalty? Yourself.
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Temasek – October 27, 2017 – 02:56 (sakwise adus)
How do you thank Life–
For what you are? Find a way.
And stick to its plan.
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Temasek – October 27, 2017 – 00:40 (sakdurunge adus)
He walks as secret.
Unseen treasure before eyes-
Owner has its key.
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Singapore – October 15, 2017
It’s been a while that I could not write long stories. Haiku has been my choice. It enables me to put my ideas into concise version of long winding contemplation.
Suddenly I want to write a long story about someone. Maybe about someone I’ve thought I know very well but in fact I don’t really. I often misunderstand about that person. About my mother….
But again, I don’t know if I can do it well…. I’m just blank.
Green grass and an ant
Is a dot on a paper sheet.
A real confusion.
Still preparing for a better thought.
Jakarta – October 6, 2017 – 23:42

Picture borrowed from http://www.themost10.com/intelligent-animals-2/
Can you please make me do things on time? No delay, please. It is not nice and slightly downgrading.
On the way to work station – September 19, 2017 – 08:25
When Japanese say:
“It’s just a job”. They must be
Joking. Don’t believe.
Singapore – before flying to Taipei – September 4, 2017 – 7:50am
Benarkah beda:
Berakal dan berpikir?
Cari jawabnya.
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Singapura – 3 September, 2017 – 22:33
A glass of root beer
Stands on a table center,
Where I sit – so full.
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Kuala Lumpur – August 28, 2017 – 19:50
Grey-haired, wrinkle-skinned,
She wishes all best of me.
Please meet my Mother.

KL – August 24, 2017 – 23:40
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