What is it in memory?
Data
Process them
To build a better program
With a more beneficial function
For brighter output.
Singapore – December 16, 2018 – 4:03pm
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graphs of my Universe
What is it in memory?
Data
Process them
To build a better program
With a more beneficial function
For brighter output.
Singapore – December 16, 2018 – 4:03pm
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My father had a black starling.
It loved eating kepok* banana – no, had no choice.
It sang – no, cried
It danced – no, nervous
It entertained our guests – no, tried to escape
It slept peacefully – no, dreamed nightmares days and nights
It did happily – no, a prisoner.
The cage was wires and wood.
We hoped it could talk.
Our family moved
To a much smaller home.
Our starling got neglected
How much I can feel the guilty is like a teary moment to a bloody heart!
The black starling got a home
Bigger:
My mother’s relative.
It loved eating kepok* banana – no, had no choice.
It sang – no, cried
It danced – no, nervous
It entertained our guests – no, tried to escape
It slept peacefully – no, dreamed nightmares days and nights
It did happily – no, a prisoner.
The cage was wires and wood, half we gave to it.
We hoped it could talk.
If you are dead, dear Black Starling,
Be in a peaceful moment.
Fly with your beautiful wings, black and shiny!
Feed your life with all the fresh memories.
Forget all the cages and bars.
Be the air
Be the vapour
Be the atmosphere
Be our silent guidance to the freedom out of this cage.
Thank you for your will to be our prisoner
Thank you for your sincerity to be our exhibition
Thank you for your sacrifice to feed our ego
Thank you for your life to complete our purity.
See you across the bridge.
You’ve met him, right?
Tell him you forgive us.
Yours truly,
Me
Shanghai – Dec. 15, 2018 – 12:05 noon is here

A jug of water
Flows down in to many mugs.
Drink, Master. Drink!

Shanghai, Dec. 14, 2018 – 23:49
Picture borrowed from https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0080179/
The Theophany of Perfection
Muhyiddin Ibn ‘Arabi
Listen, O dearly beloved!
I am the reality of the world, the centre of the circumference,
I am the parts and the whole.
I am the will established between Heaven and Earth,
I have created perception in you only in order to be the object of My Perception.
If then you perceive Me, you perceive yourself.
But you cannot perceive Me through yourself.
It is through My Eyes that you see Me and see yourself,
Through your eyes you cannot see Me.
Dearly beloved!
I have called you so often and you have not heard Me.
I have shown Myself to you so often and you have not seen Me.
I have made Myself fragrance so often, and you have not smelled Me,
Savorous food, and you have not tasted Me.
Why can you not reach Me through the object you touch
Or breathe Me through sweet perfumes?
Why do you not see Me? Why do you not hear Me?
Why? Why? Why?
For you My delights surpass all other delights,
And the pleasure I procure you surpasses all other pleasures.
For you I am preferable to all other good things,
I am Beauty, I am Grace.
Love Me, love Me alone.
Love yourself in Me, in Me alone.
Attach yourself to Me,
No one is more inward than I.
Others love you for their own sakes,
I love you for yourself.
And you, you flee from Me.
Dearly beloved!
You cannot treat Me fairly,
For if you approach Me,
It is because I have approached you.
I am nearer to you than yourself,
Than your soul, than your breath.
Who among creatures
Would treat you as I do?
I am jealous of you, over you,
I want you to belong to no other,
Not even to yourself.
Be Mine, be for Me as you are in Me,
Though you are not even aware of it.
Dearly beloved!
Let us go toward Union.
And if we find the road
That leads to separation,
We will destroy separation.
Let us go hand in hand.
Let us enter the presence of Truth.
Let It be our judge
And imprint Its seal upon our union
For ever.
Temasek – December 5, 2018 – 20:53 (when I’m sick)
Picture is borrowed from mezquita.html

In the dark black night
She is staring at afar
At the reservoir.
Temasek – Dec. 3, 2018 – 11:13pm
Two or four are they?
Cycling to count the moments–
That never come back.
Temasek – September 10, 2018 – 5:08

Orchid in a spot
Is reflected on mirror
On both walls, so clear.
Temasek – July 29, 2018

Bold petals of red
Roses among thorns dry out
By the Wind of North.
GH Jakarta — May 8, 2018

Facets and faces
On diamonds and humans are
Overt covert beauty —
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Can you see the real things behind the things? You might be able or not but the thing is there you know it or not. Existence is not about the humans’ ability to see through, existence is about that it is there and that’s it. You’ve gotta to reach the fact that you believe what’s true is true, what exists exists without judging what’s true and what exists. My homework for myself.
Temasek – April 28, 2018 – 14:04

Connected and long,
It moves on a rail towards
A destined station.
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Like a train, a training is an un-broken chain of programs a trainee should undergo. Trainee shall follow instructions in the assigned modules as guided by the trainer. Alas! Long. Connected. Tested. Goal.
Yet we shall get certified by a licensed party eh?
Singapore – April 27, 2018 – 18:31

Intense beams of light
Flash in front a locked gate.
Those are enchanting.
Singapore – April 26, 2018 – 00:27

Wet arrows pour down
To earth, sow blessings and love.
Green and gold grows up.
Ipoh – April 23, 2018 – 22:55

He is on the way,
Plucking flowers and berries.
Should they join him now?
Jakarta – April 21, 2018 – 00:14

Sunshine’s in whole year.
A backpack and travel check–
Still in a vacation.
GH Jakarta, 20 April 2018 – 06:33am

He’s a yellow cat,
With a hurt back and couldn’t walk.
Much love is showered.
Chocho is one of two kittens that survive of 4 of Mother Prengil. He got an unknown accident that made him not able to walk and just drag his body. I wish I’d be with him to give him medication.
I’m so sorry, Chocho. 💝

GH Jakarta, April 19 2018 – 23:10
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/
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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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
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
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

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

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
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
See the scorching Sun.
Green soup and a bowl of rice
Is ready for lunch.
Malaysia – August 23, 2017 – 12:15pm
That they live healthy
Is craving for greeneries
And some water.
Video borrowed from Youtube.
Batam – August 15, 2017 – 22:25
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