graphs of my Universe
Can you feel the excitement,
Dearest
Of a mochi maker
Imagining you chew what
He makes?
Mochi is
His masterpiece
Presented to life
Everyday
Through the excitement of
Your teeth!
Praise
Him.
The mochi maker
——
a ball of mochi that I skipped as I was too full after gobbling all other dishes — yet I didn’t forget to bless it and the maker
I don’t know who made the mochi yet they truly a group of human beings that amazed me with the softness and roundness of this mochi
see you again! 💕
I am crazy about nothing.
You are crazy about her.
A good combination,
Let’s enjoy our own show.
——
one Japanese friend sent me a picture of Tokyo Dome of Nov 6 saying “No way you were in Tokyo Dome on Nov 6; you should have seen me among people!”
this Coldplay huge fan friend has watched in Tokyo Dome both days, one day in KL and will do in up coming 2 days in Bangkok
he said he failed to get ticket for Coldplay in Singapore
gonna be 5 times? he said he is crazy; I said “yes, you are!”
sent him my location on Nov 6 — totally different view and my concentration was to just enjoy the concert; even my friend shot my video “trance dancing and singing along” 😂
I am crazy about now and here and sometimes I lose interest to anything around me especially when there is no serious alert sent to me — ahh sorry for being so focused 🤭
throwback Tokyo Dome Nov 6 — cheers for the day!
Sleep, sleep,
Dearest
As night is welcoming,
Morning is preparing
Another day.
Breathe, breathe,
Dearest
As stars are lullabying,
Moon is cradling
You for the sun.
——
signs of true sickness of mine is when throbbing and piercing headache stays almost 24 hours and leaves me not even care of taking off things from hair and ears after work — yet that is when lying down on bed is a reward 💕
sleeping without even bathing is a blessing ❣️
This path is smooth,
Many have traveled on it.
A lot of hearts were here
Singing hopes through time.
When sun goes down,
This path is glowing.
Many souls were here
Whispering love through space.
Sun will rise again,
Another day will come.
This heart is here
Promising to grow with the flow.
This heart is deciding
Every step is counted
And dedicated to grow prettier,
Making the path smoother.
——
what’s broken can be amended and still beautiful
seeing how life is generous, I can fall in love with the same face again and again; yet when health is getting from bad to worse, I feel this heart is broken now and then
yet life is still generous, so I decide to fall in love everyday 💕
This tongue is twisted
By taste and a language
For a little while.
——
I’m having lunch now and remembering one lunch on my first day in Kyoto. Lovely!
appetiser — too lovely to eat up 😭
Yuba Sashimi (sea bream tuna) — 💕
clear soup made in an individual Dobin — no spoon is needed, you drink the soup with the lid
grilled Spanish Mackerel —- I could eat another one 💕
Yuba Oke (their specialty)
steamed tofu with vegetables — verrrry good!
rice, miso soup, pickles — still good but the least I liked 🤭
dessert – persimmon 💕💕💕
About Shozankaku Matsuyama
I can only love me
As me is the closest
One
To
You.
——
hello, bitter reality — I will take care of you as I commit to myself 🙏🏼💕
how much hurting the sarcasm, euphemism and talking numbers people intentionally sent to me, it will just hurt themselves 🙏🏼💕
I won’t send blessings anymore as blessings are free for them to earn by themselves 🙏🏼💕
It’s a dilemma
Between safety and beauty.
Each is a glory.
——
falling leaves on a moss garden
red falling leaves are beautiful and I want to experience them again someday yet it is always hard choice to me — always a dilemma between beautiful autumn or short torture of itchy welts
I’m allergic to cold weather — after 1 week I’m getting bad skin rash and itch that won’t let me stop scratching crazily on the itchy part; my recent Kyoto was the worst so far
I should have had antihistamine with me so all the falling leaves and moss garden images wouldn’t have been shaken by my skin-scratching disco 😂
I still wish to be back someday 💕 not in an extension of biz trip, but a personal leave only 😍
Sour citrus,
You’re like an unpleasant day
To taste,
Yet still comforting these muscles and skin
When soaked in hot water
For bath.
——
bought a plastic bag of sour citrus in a village near the river behind Kiyotaki Tunnel — not good for juice but excellent for hot water soaking 😃😊
It’s me.
Which me?
This me,
That me,
Me out,
Me in,
Me right,
Me left.
I want the best me
That’s happy.
——
a temple with many statues made by a monk artist’s stone carving students
one statue represents one student’s personality — I guess
hundreds of them
asked to choose one, I did this one — laughing at myself is a best part of getting older and mature; the only one that can’t be not serious in is my work! 💕
About Otagi Nenbutsu-ji Temple
When lunch is free,
I am still saying tough things.
When lunch is free,
I am still saying sweet things.
And all are real things
As I am as free as a free lunch.
——
a lot of rice! yummy side dish in a bento — day #1
a lot of rice! yummy side dish in a bento — say #2
a lot of rice! yummy side dish in a bento — day #3
It hurts when released.
In heart.
It hurts when kept.
In all.
And so I released.
All.
——-
I sent blessings and prayers to those passing away not known by their family — whoever and wherever you are all, I am one of those remember you as a family member 💕 May all beings be happy
I believe they are released from any unhappiness
🙏🏼
This fragrance that travels in to the breathing brings me to where unknown stories were told.
Who built you,
Dear home?
Who grew with you,
Dear home?
Who left you,
Dear home?
I feel you,
Dear home.
Today I stay with
You
To realise that
Home is where breathing feels so real.
——
my favourite room where the fragrance of hinoki wood and tatami is the strongest — I feel home 😃
thank you!
I thought I would stay in a boutique hotel made from a machiya
I found that I am alone in a two-story fragrant machiya which is 3 times bigger than the condo unit I live in Singapore — won’t stay alone next time!
THE FRAGRANCE!!! ♥️
About machiya
Dear
Deer,
You’ve mirrored me so dearly.
Curious to passers by
When stomach is empty.
Dozing off out of rule
When stomach is full.
——
she surprised me from behind the giant root 😂 oftentimes I am curious as heaven 😌
she didn’t even want to look at me when I said hi 😂 sometimes I just want to lie down after long walk 😌
This love is a red leaf
Early ready to fall
When others are firm.
This love is a happy snail
Silently slowly to reside
When deer are swift.
This love is what nature says
To leaf to fall,
To snail to reside
In a gorgeous
Fall.
——
I saw a red leaf among the green then a snail slowly came to my sight — what a beautiful day to see my love summarised in a frame; thank you!
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.
——
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 💕
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.
——
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 didn’t 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 — less than 5 minutes!
Japan is really outstanding in emergency management.
my plan to wake up a bit later didn’t happen; I will get prepared to go out early 😍
dear Love, I hope to still believe an alarm when it goes off. 🤭
It’s
You
I
Love
Most
——
two things I love the most about Japan: lining-up footwear and toilet! 😍 aahhh and you…. 😃
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.
——
a line of serenity
me and myself in joy
even when tilting, my eyes see beauty 💕 not your definition of beauty, it is mine and mine only
You’re my melody
Dancing on the heart surface
Hurting me deeply.
——
so cute I can’t eat it 😍 Sanrio’s My Melody
One talk to the self.
Alone among cheering crowd.
Peaceful in the noise—
——
it was a beautiful night with myself among the crowd 💕
Red leaves falling off
Celebrate green through the wind.
A cycle of life—
——
red leaves before falling off
What’s drying
Won’t relive.
It’s just flying
To meet a new home
Where soul sweetly greets,
Where heart warmly embraces.
I don’t want to mourn,
I close all doors,
I just want to doze off.
There’s no wish anymore.
——
dreams flying with the drying heart
drying grass and it’s beautiful – Hakone, Japan
Which way will you take?
All go to where love resides.
The ways are waiting.
——
Tokyo at a glance
Brings me a shadow of you
Longing for a home.
——
sightseeing 😍
(affordable) sushi so far is only nice in Japan 😊
made one once and will make it again someday 😍
Fall is falling leaves.
They are reddened and gliding
To kiss the lover.
——
autumn in Kyoto
If there is a space,
I won’t fill it with a thing
But scents and colours
So it’s full but still roomy
For you to glow in my sky.
——
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 teen’s 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 that’s what I will call
Alive.
——
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 — enjoying a bowl of Vietnamese pho bo shot candid by a friend visiting from Jakarta — so blessed to be almost 50 with the heart of teen 😂🎉😎
When heart is joyful,
It radiates through senses.
Deli from my heart—
——
gudheg ayam ala Rike ♥️ — light and bright, my must-eat for all my family and friends visiting me
most of feedback: can you make it saltier 💕
tempe kemul aka blanketed tempe — yummy like in heaven!
today’s lunch box — leftover of gudheg ayam, rambutan and mini banana 💚
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.
——
I love numbers, not necessarily through Math but playing with them feels like swimming in an ocean of never-ending possibilities — 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 you…. Whoohoo!!! 😃😂💕😘
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?
——
This artwork by Ichwan Noor is named “Bedhaya Kinjeng Wesi”
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 don’t have so much expectation that Yogyakarta will be a busy tourist spot (I don’t want it to lose more and more genuineness and originality of culture and traditions) — yet I hope at least there will be more flights from and to Singapore in that new airport.
💕
rike jokanan 
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