Cold wind is biting….
Bones. Stones carved to build history —
Forbidden City.
Beijing – November 7, 2015 – 23:29
RIP, Puca The Cat
Puca, a sweet kitten rescued by one of animal rescuers in Jakarta just decided to go home on September 2, 2015 morning (3:30am). He had been given optimum treatment including apparatus to support this sweet little creature.
This angel was very weak, found starving and breathing heavily. Thanks to Tria Wesling, an angelic lady who has rescued a quite number of cats in the past six months. God bless her….
Puca…. The name was inspired by a name of a dog that was rescued by another friend of ours in Jakarta. Like Puca the cat, the dog was rescued in a very bad condition and that’s why Tria named this sweet kitten after the dog’s name, to always become inspiration for the rescuer.
Puca the kitten, are you happy now? Yes, for sure…. I apologise for not being able to see you before you departed to the playground across the border. Puca is indeed happy….
I hope more stray cats and dogs are rescued and get a loving and safe home….
Singapore – October 25, 2015 – 03:36am
Tempe – Haiku
Well fermented soy,
From Java it is coming —
They call it tempe
Temasek – October 24, 2015 – 6:30pm
Painting The Beach – Haiku
Dry of the cool breeze,
Your canvas starts showing shapes —
Sunny day in shore.
Picture borrowed from http://beach-paintings.org/?attachment_id=27
Singapore – October 21, 2015 – 11:45am
Bed of Death
I never deny that I was afraid of death. I don’t know what will happen after death. Will there by heaven and hell? Am I going to hell and how long will I stay there? Oh gosh! It really makes me crazy.
Religion says there will be judgement to put me to fire or garden of Eden. And, this doctrine is still haunting me; less often now though. Some others say that there will be another a recycled karma, I’ve gotta go back to life to repay what’s not done in current portion. Some others say nothing will happen after death, just nothing — I don’t even know what they mean by nothing. Some others say they don’t care…. There might be the others that say things we never know.
Death….
Many of my friends passed away, in many different modes: sick, old age, killed, accident….
If I may choose what my bed of death, I will say at home with someone I know and they know what’s death trully is, not people who pretend knowing what it is…. A real bed of death.
Why am I talking about death?
I remember some sweet animals in their beds of death, they know they are weakening but they are struggling. Bima the cat, Moppy the dog and many more cats and dogs…. They struggle and fight to survive from the violence od human beings and from their old age and sickness under human’s good treatment.
For the cats and dogs and other animals struggling to survive from human beings’ violence, please be strong and be patient…. I pray that you are in the right path and you know it. Please, please, please radiate good energy. Please don’t be afraid of death like I was. Death is a gate, a true gate to meet the beloved before transitting to a better space.
I know bed of death is not always a bed surrounded by beloved ones but please please please know that you are all surrounded by angels flapping their wings like a group of colibri…. Happily singing songs of love and peace welcoming their soul leaving the earthy life.
Bima the cat, you can choose what you want. Leaving or staying won’t give you pain at all…. It is a path of learning, learning to let go of loved ones. Like you, I’m learning to do and still fail while you succeed….
Moppy the dog, hello there…. I miss you who struggle to survive there in Jakarta with your beloved family. I hope we can meet again before you leave…. Just let go, boy. We just love you wherever you are.
Bed of death…. Now it is below those beloved rescued animals.
Next time, it will be below me….
Bed of Death, you may come. But please give me time to pay all my debts.
Salaam, Bed of Death.
Remembrance of Bed of Death, Temasek – October 15, 2015 – 12:32am
A Green Pioneer
On a bed of giant stones,
Green pioneer is settling its foundation….
A root-like thread that’s prone
To deform hard surface to cushion.
Expanding considerably fair,
While breathing the air,
Unfolding a bed of soft mat,
Comfort to sleep for a cat.
Some fairies are lingering around,
Seeing if the fresh bed is ready,
And, landing abruptly — laughing outloud,
Hugging their own torso, a giggling spree.
Picture borrowed from https://narble.wordpress.com/2015/03/20/haiku-moss/comment-page-1/#comment-699
On the bed more and more greeneries grow ahead,
On the sofness deformed under the root-like thread.
The green pioneer is chewing the stones,
Without giving pain to those soil bones.
Behold!
While sitting on the green mat —
Soft, wet and fragrant.
Thank you, Universe….
For teaching me about the happy pioneer.
Moss….
Temasek – October 14, 2015 – 1:00am
Universe Is Part of Me
Things to ponder today: Universe is part of me
Not I am part of Universe.
I celebrate my life every day to make the Universe grow.
I radiate my positive energy to keep the Universe alive.
Universe only vibrates well when I send positive vibration to her.
It runs down if I ignore her.
Universe depends on me.
🙂
But I am leaning on her.
‘Coz she takes what I give and she bounces the positive energy back to me, after multiplying it first….
Universe is a multiplier.
Universe is part of me.
She lives inside of me.
She grows when I grow.
She shrinks when I’m ignorant.
So, I better grow so that the Universe goes shining inside of me.
So, I better be positive anytime so that the Universe continues spinning and moving to infinity.
Universe is part of me….
I never stop giving her positive energy,
And she multiplies the energy and bounces it back to me.
Thanks, Universe for being my multiplier.
Namaste….
Before Bunderan HI, October 11, 2015 – 12:00pm
Picture borrowed from http://guardianlv.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/Was-the-Universe-Created-650×487.jpg
Chinese Tea
Do you like drinking tea? What tea? Chinese or English or Ceylon or Indian or local tea in your country?
Just last month my colleagues and I went to Shanghai’s Yu Garden to get some tea – a routine walk in Shanghai. Everyone in my circle like going there for good tea.
Different sizes of jars are piled and arranged in sparawling racks wall to wall. On a humble table the beautiful tea seller serves any requested tea. She infuses the tea with boiled water gracefully. She tries her best to speak English to all of us. Lucky we have Sabrina, a Singaporean Chinese with very good Mandarin; she always acts as our tranlator — thank you, buddy!
Leaf to wrap flowers – you infuse the tea ball, it will bloom and you see what flower inside the ball
Fruit base tea – orange peel, Apple, pear mixed together, the taste is amazingly good! Like a tango in the mouth and refreshing the cavity where it goes before reaching the stomach…. Then…. it goes to blood transporting energy to the whole body!
Green tea mixed with rose
Long story short, Chinese tea offers various kinds of a lot of ranges of color, ingredient, origin, taste and efficacy. You can find flower base, fruit base, leaf base, bark base, root base and all combinations of those all. So, you can shop as many as you want excitedly. There are tea for gastric, diet, cough, toothache, tiresome, skin rash, skincare, flu, rheumaticsm, etc…. It’s just exciting to shop teas in Yuan Garden.
When you are in Shanghai, please go to Yua Garden where our regular tea shop is located, it is shop lot # 99.
Grand Hyatt Jakarta, October 10, 2015 – 11:08pm
Terminal
Delays are announced
Among footsteps and dragged-wheel voice —
In a short transit.
Kuala Namo International Airport, Medan – October 2, 2015 – 04:36pm
Blacky and Amie
I support animal lovers and rescuers by praying for them or when I’m able I’d like to donate or accompany them to take care of those animals. But honestly I mostly support them from a distance…. The lowest level of caring but the best I can.
About two weeks ago a friend of mine texted me to pray for Blacky, a little cutie pie that was suffering from vomitting after every meal of his. Blacky, a black-with-white-spots kitten was waiting for exchanging blessings with me.
This is Blacky, when he was up and around.
Blacky was transported by his mommy named Amie by bus for about 3 hours. What a lovely journey for Blacky and Amie the mommy….! To get him cured. Vet said that Blacky suffered from kidney disfunction. Or, at least that was the result after some examination by the vet plus X-Ray.
Blacky and mommy Amie
Mommy had to go home to Tangerang, Banten because she had to work. But Blacky ought to stay — he was exhausted and needed some rest because of Tangerang – Jakarta trip and his sickness. Then it was decided to put Blacky in an animal clinic in Kemang.
Blacky with siblings — all those sweet creatures
Blacky was not getting better. He kept vomitting and decided to leave, he was departing to the land across beautiful ocean. On his last day he ate a little and got positive energy support from another friend of mine. But Blacky really wanted to leave. He was happy and still is now.
Blacky felt the love of mommy Amie and thanked the Universe for sending her to take care of him in his very short life span. He was serving himself as a cat and it was his best serviceat that time. He would love to serve a better role in his next span of life and the Universe already grants his wish.
He will be borne as a boy or a girl who gets so much love…. Namaste….
He will be borne as a boy or a girl who is raised by loving and caring parents…. Namaste.
He is blessed and giving blessings.
Breastfed together to mommy cat
Thank you Blacky for being present in my life although we never met face to face…. I feel the love of yours and mommy Amie’s love.
Please be safe in your trip to your better future. Til we meet again….
Jalan Putri Hijau, Medan – October 2, 2015 – 12:23am
Haze
Warmth through my nostrils,
Vicinity is boiling —
A haze attack.
Picture borrowed from http://malaysiaupdate.tk/haze/haze-singapore-update.html
Lucky Me
There is only one expression I can use to describe my current visit to Shanghai: Lucky me!
I met a Samoyed named Butter in Taikang Road and a cat family just outside the hotel.
Thank you for exchanging blessings with me….
The Bund, Shanghai – September 23, 2015 – 1:15am
I Know What I Want
After so long, I realise that what I want is to know who I really am.
At 40, that question never stop as if a lot of answers presented by myself are never enough.
But this time I feel one different answer. I am what I am, I am not whoever I think or feel. One thing remains echoing now: I am doing what I am doing.
Thank you, myself for echoing what’s the Universe is articulating.
Contemplating on “Sagu Gula Melaka”….
Indobox an Indonesian food restaurant in Singapore – September 18, 2015 – 5:05pm
Some People Are Just Cruel
Real time writing:
I am now in an airport, waiting for my flight to Singapore after a fast biz trip in Clark. It is not about my flight what I want to share with you, it is a about other passengers that might be in the same flight with me.
When I was checking in. For the boarding pass, I saw around nine kennel boxes with puppies inside. They are so cute. Soooo cute!!! They are waiting for boarding. They were very calm, didn’t bark, just looked around. Three kennel boxes of medium sized were loaded with two puppies — those puppies were staring at me with their gentle eyes. Other five smaller kennel boxes were loaded with one puppy each and those buddies were calm and sweet. One bigger puppy with so thick hair was put in the biggest kennel box and this dude look confused like thinking “where am I going to go? What are those human beings doing queuing?” And this guy is luckiest because he is the only puppy with a small bottle of water attached to the kennel box.
Please imagine. Those dogs are going to fly for more than three hours and before and after flight they have to wait in a small kennel boxes: eight of them WITHOUT WATER and the one with very big body and thick hair with VERY LITTLE WATER.
I told one lady that those dogs should be given water and the lady agreed. We didn’t see anyone care about those buddies. They maybe think “they are just dogs, no special treatment needed”.
Entering the immigration gate, I heard those sweet buddies barked – now still barking among the crowd of people battering and buzz of AC machines and wheels of luggage trolleys dragged. For water! For food! I saw one of the already suck the towel – maybe the towel is wet with his/her pee and that’s the only liquid s/he can consume.
I don’t think an owner will do that to his/her pet, except s/he is an ignorant pet owner. So I decided to tell that those dogs will be for sale in Singapore pet shop and the seller or breeder or transporter just don’t care about the welfare of the animals. They just want money. They consider those dogs as assets and the shoppers will consider the same or even worse as entertainers. Some people are just CRUEL.
I’m now in front of the gate before boarding, more and louder barking dogs are echoing. Not only echoing in my ear but also through my soul…..
I won’t be tired to whisper: please be strong, buddy. It is only some hours. I pray for your good life, better life, best life across the sea. Please don’t die because you are tough to reach the next terminal to pay for your karma.
I hope to see you even I don’t know that it’s you…. Thank you for your willingness to exchange blessings.
- no picture taken or shared because it’s just too cruel to record without really helping
I am sorry, buddies. I’m recording you without really working.
And they are still barking.
Manila – September 18, 2015 – 08:15am
Breathing – Haiku
Fresh air in and out,
Pumping lungs, blowing blood
Is joy of breathing.
This haiku is a gift for two animals rescued by my fellow animal rescuers.
Those two animals are Moppy the dog and Bima the cat shose noses are injured.
Please send your positive energy for Moppy and Bima for their good life and joy. However long they live, let them decide.
Singapore – August 31, 2015 – 11:00pm
Wheel of Ages
Ages, years, months, week,
Days, hours, minutes, seconds, and
…. Uncountable life brinks!
Singapore – August 25, 2015 – packing for another biz trip, to another place giving me more precious moments
Tenggelam
gelembung muncul
busa air melambung
aku tenggelam
Singapore – July 27, 2015 – 10:03pm
Not A Good Bye
It’s hard to say goodbye especially to them whom we love so much, who have taken good care of us and with whom we spend most good time together.
When I was around 12, our parents decided to move to another city and all the children would go. I remember of feeling so excited because I knew I would have new friends and many other things new. But when the day was approaching, I realized that I would lose my best friends: Luluk, Nanik, Timbul, and others with many many precious moments remaining memories with their faces lingering around my mind. But again, I had to go. And I went…. With tears.
Now, I still remember them. I communicate with them and appreciate our noble friendship.
Moppy, the beloved dog of ours is now being walked by Angels accompanied by us to the Heaven. I don’t believe in Dog Heaven. Heaven is just heaven for ALL. We are walking Moppy to accompany him to cross the bridge as well as to see if our home near him in the next village is ready to occupy.
Moppy is so worried because his day is approaching – I know how he feels because he is experiencing a good bye to his companions he has trusted. He doesn’t want to be forgotten. He wants to be forever guardian for his rescuers. He wants to protect a group of people whom he recognize having been the real rescuers of animals. He is in grief of leaving all those people un-protected because he knows those people are are kind-hearted but sometimes vulnerable.
Moppy, Moppy, Moppy….
Please let go….
Please don’t worry….
Please remember that we’ll always be your family, here or across the bridge.
Archangel Michael already embraces you. I know you know it, Moppy Mopsy baby….
Moppy my dear dog….
See the light and please embark the ready boat.
We are not saying good-bye, we are ending one circle cycle to start another circle cycle. We will always meet in one start or end, or even in every dot to form a full circle. So, please don’t worry, boy…..
Hey, hey, Boatman….
Please carry our beloved dog over to the end of this journey and ask him to wait for just a little while before meeting with us again.
He’s not forgotten, he is not abandoned and he will never undergo the same sufferings anymore.
He can be a king, he can be a prince, he can be a queen, he can be a princess…. Or whatever he wants to be when he meets me someday….
Only one thing, we love you dearly forever, beyond space and time.
The love emitting from Moppy’s heart has made a group of strangers realize that a dog is not a just a dog. Moppy is a special dog that offers love, compassion, protection, caring, responsibility…. Moppy is a special dog. So special to be loved, remembered. No replacement for you, Moppy boy!
We love you! Hey, hey, boy…. Please send our best regards to someone sitting under the palm tree. Tell him not to stop sending love to us, that we miss him and that you are delivered for him. Be good, Moppy boy….
Much much love is in your pocket, boy….
Sholawat…. (thousands of times)
Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud,
Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud,
Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud,
Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud,
Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud,
Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud,
Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud,
Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud,
Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud, Yaa Waduud…
This is to celebrate how love can connect some tiny dots in this enormous life. Thank you Moppy, Tinny, Karin, Jodi, Tristi, Tria.
Tulungagung, July 24, 2015 – 9:43am
Feeling Lucky
I feel lucky because I can feel lucky. If I can’t feel the luck, I am not lucky anymore. So, let’s just bring luck by feeling lucky all the time —
- How?
- I feel lucky with everything I have and I don’t have.
That’s it.
Singapore – July 16, 2015 – 2:23am
Picture borrowed from http://solreina.deviantart.com/art/Yin-Yang-Cats-397173093
When I Die….
Have you ever thought about death? When you die….
Whom do you want to meet when you die? Ok. When I die, I want….
I want to release all my bonds to this current life.
When I die,
I still want to meet Bob my cat, Greece my cat, Grace my cat, Item my cat, Moppy oh our beloved dog, Tucul and Tesi my tortoises, Kliwon the cat, all the cats I’ve met and all the dogs I’ve met and other animals I’ve never met but I know they’re there…. One dear dog dragging his rear legs somewhere in West Jakarta while I could get off the bus to help (damn, this memory haunts me with guilt), a dog staring at my eyes while he was held by someone to a slaughter house and again I could not help (damn, this experience breaks my heart and still haunts me), all animals having helped me to realize that life is so short yet too precious to be left a sole second for “recreation without creation” or “creation without recreation”. Those animals have led me to create awareness inside my own self while enjoying my existence; they’ve led me to recreate joy to blessings while creating solutions for obstacles in life.
Those animals are so precious.
Ahhh…. My human family still mean something to me and I want to meet them when I die…. But they should come with a group of animals I’ve missed ha ha ha….
I think I’m daydreaming. But seriously, when I die….
I want to release all my guilt and unfinished duties.
Let go….
Then I die happy.
Singapore – July 15, 2015 – 12:12am
Life is Too Short….
Life is too short to hoard!!!
Waking up early this morning, I found that my living space looked very untidy. But is it really the untidiness the problem? Not at all…. Coz when I checked it once again, the reason is because there are too many things. Just way too many….
Books are just piling, out of the shelf. Clothes – some un-ironed – are stuffing the three-door closet; a closet with three doors mean too much for me since I used to have only one door or two before. Too many clothing. Boxes, paper bags, plastic containers, and so on and so forth please name it…. Huft!
I’ve been hoarding.
And I’ve gotta stop myself! Or else, my life will be full of unnecessary things.
I decided to throw some unused things away. Giving away second-hand things is the last option here in Singapore since I have to wait until someone requests the unused stuff is there. Believe it or not, a friend of mine threw away a piano, still working. And, just last week we threw away one washing machine – a functional washing machine – just because we bought a new one. Weeks ago I saw a very nice book shelf stood underground near parking lot for rubbish collection. People just don’t know whom to give things to.
I promise to stop buying more things coz I believe I have all things needed. I just ought to optimize their utilities. Ready? YESSS!!!
Ok, pack it up and go!
Singapore – July 12, 2015 – 7:45pm
Greg – Our Beloved Tomcat
Greg, I heard from mother that it’s your 12th day not going home… Where are you? We hope you are ok. If only you have sent yourself to the other side, please be safe. Enjoy your new life in heaven. We’re sure you’re happy….
But if you are still out there, please go home. Your plate is always full with your favorite fish. The bowl is full with clean water. And, your favorite corner is not occupied by anyone else. Yours is still yours.
Greg, we miss you…. I hope you are there for me to hug when I’m home this Idul Fithri. And, Greek is missing you, too. Mom said that Greek was waiting for you everyday near your plate… Come back, boy! 
Wherever you are. see you, my dear brother….
Seremban – July 5, 2015 – 6:15pm
Google – Father’s Day
Do you celebrate Father’s Day? Frankly, I myself don’t. But today I found Google commemorated Father’s Day and I’ve got amazed with the green animated doodles….
So sweet of how they show the father-child bonds. Thanks Google for reminding me of how much my father loved me…. I love you so much, Bapak.
Just to share with you some screenshots captured by my Mac.
Penang – June 21, 2015 – 12:16am
Never Stay Put
Arriving from Penang yesterday, I’m now packing for another visit to Penang (again) tomorrow. Not being so keen to Penang (except the durian), having some fun in Singapore for weekend is preferable than Penang (doing some laundry, tidying up the room, hugging my dear stuffed animal dolls). Going back from Penang, I’ll be in Jakarta for a very short while (meeting some friends, seeing Moppy & others). After that I’ll be to a couple of other destinations before finally stationary in Singapore until mudik (visiting hometown) to my mom’s town, Tulungagung.
Some friends would ask me when to stop traveling. Should I stop? It’s an enjoyment to meet people from different places in which they are…. Maybe someday traveling will only be for visiting poeple needing my healing supports – but not now, not yet.
However, today I’ve been thinking of stopping for a while, doing nothing in a day or two, staying put in one official residence. But in vain…
Please know that I’m living on earth, a plane(t) that constantly travels around the Universe…. So why bother listening to those suggesting me to stay? We’re traveling together.
Singapore – June 20, 2015 – 3:42pm
Picture borrowed from http://ak7.picdn.net/shutterstock/videos/582571/preview/stock-footage-planet-earth-with-fire-trail-loop-able.jpg
Animal Rescuers – Meowy Cat Shelter, Penang
I’m in Penang. Again.
It’s gonna be a fun day tomorrow – going for a durian party with my team to Balik Pulau. But it’s not the most impressive of my current trip. The tiptop of my gratitude is meeting with two animal rescuers: Pauline and Alexis, both are from Meowy Cat Shelter.
I saw one kitten cry desperately in front of hotel when I got back from a meeting but I could not rescue it because I was not allowed to go into the room with any pet so I browsed the Net to find any cat lover community in the island but failed. I called a friend – who is afraid of cat – to ask if she could recommend me to a cat lover, expectedly failed. Another friend, failed as well. Then I sent one short message to a random contact I got from the Net saying that I saw a cat bla bla bla…. – no reply. I decided to go up to my room, while the cat was frightened and hid under a white car parked exclusively next to the wheelchair ramp. It was a sad moment – not being able to help a helpless creature.
One of my friends unexpectedly iMessage-d me that she was parking her car in front of hotel lobby to get the kitten to her house before being delivered to SPCA in Jelutong. So, I flew downstairs meeting her hoping that the kitten was still there. I brought a bag for a rescue preparation.
But it wasn’t there, the car was also gone. The security guard who also saw the kitten told me that he’d tried his best to seek but in vain…. I patrolled around the hotel and apartment complex for the baby – no appearance. So, I asked her to leave because it was already 10:00pm, while she should have taken care of her family after work.
Surprisingly, my SMS to the random contact was replied saying “Please contact Alexis, I’m not in Penang right now. She’ll take the kitten. Meanwhile, if possible please smuggle the cat into the room until Alexis arrives. Thanks, Pauline.”
I told her that the kitten was nowhere to find. But she said “Find or not, please contact Alexis. We are from Meowy Cat Shelter…. You can find us in Facebook.”
A long conversation through Whatsapp happened afterwards, ended in an appointment to meet up in my next trip to Penang.
I also called Alexis twice telling her what was happening, I promised her to contact her if I see the kitten and even bring to her as long as I find it before I leave to Singapore on Friday.
This trip I might get a bit of despair because of not being able to 100% solve one particular case but I can feel a bit of joy of meeting beautiful souls like Pauline and Alexis above….
Life is offering a balance between yin and yang, even in a very simple way so no need to feel so dearly scared of not being able to smoothly move on (= on single piece of thin hair).
Thank you dear Lil’ Kitten for connecting me with Pauline and Alexis during this limbo.
I hope I can meet you oye kitten, Pauline and Alexis. God bless you!
Penang – June 15, 2015 – 11:59pm
Lethargic – haiku
When getting older,
One’s bones and joints complain more —
Put one to long snooze.
Singapura – June 8, 20015 – 11:30pm
Gaia Sophia
Dear Mother Earth,
For years this plane has lingered on your generosity,
Enjoying the life with almost no edge.
And, today — just today — the mind remembers again
That you’ve been not only generously nourishing
But also wisely enriching.
If ever this plane has to unite with you,
Please accept it with love.
Please embrace it with warmth.
Please absorb it with positive sensitivity.
Please grow with its pure zest.
And, please send it as best regards to the Heavenly Father above….
Dear Mother Earth,
That this plane is later meaningless for the Soul
Is a different story.
But please know that the Soul is of knowingly aware about what is happening to you.
You are being tortured,
You are being cracked,
You are being sucked,
You are being destroyed,
You are being malnourished,
You are being negatively treated….
By your children through the devilish thought
That has stealthily been occupying you for an evil sake.
Dear Mother Earth,
The center of my plane orbit….
Please stand still.
Please breathe calmly.
Please be tough
Yet be soft.
Please be knowing that you are still loved,
Still protected.
Still be synchronized.
Still be cared.
By some children of yours
Who nourish themselves with your wisdom.
Please be still Gaia Sophia.
Singapura – June 6, 2015 – 5:47pm
Lark Is Singing For Moppy
I met Moppy last Monday in Jakarta. Hugging him for about 10 minutes at one time plus several minutes after that…. The sensation was he was saying “I am ok, never mind. It’s all right now.”
I felt that it would be my last time seeing him. The coming weeks would be a very hectic time and won’t probably good space to fly in to Jakarta again. That’s why I forced myself to meet him this week; whatever it takes to do…. But if he still wants to spare some time to be hugged, I’ll take his lead.
I feel a lark lingering around. She is singing songs telling me a handsome boy named Moppy is the messenger who brings messages to each of warriors around him – to keep striving for perfection in life. The songs are like flowing river, going to the ocean – ocean of growing love.
The lark is singing while perching, while flying – it’s a sign that the messages are constantly delivered – never stop even the warriors are focusing on something else.
Moppy, if it’s your time, please don’t wait until the warriors are stopping to sit with you. Please take the lead and the warriors are following your way. The warriors are here to stay, deciphering the messages you have brought to them. Even some messages you bring are now not read, those unread would be found in time.
Moppy, throw away your little worry. The warriors have made their pledge that they would be faithful to their missions. That they would be on the right path until they meet you in the other side.
It’s a beautiful chance to be with you in life for just several hours. Been a precious time to hug you and to sing some songs for you….
My heart is filled with love and gratitude and forgiveness that may lead our way to the Light.
Sending my love, blessings and forgiveness to a handsome boy named, Moppy. Be comfortable…..
Singapura – June 3, 2015 – 10:29pm
Playing With Mom
I took pictures of some orangutans in Semenggoh Wild Center, Kuching, Malaysia – adult and young and got causght by this particular pose. Not really a pose made but let’s call it a pose — one orangutan mother was having lunch with her toddler. So playful and fun – yet nobody of the spectators expressed their excitement with sounds. All were smiling and some children were making very soft giggles (normal to loud voice would alert orangutans to go away). Just enough to know that we all felt the joy of witnessing the loving bond between mom and kid some 50 meters away of us.
Lesson I learnt: how ugly and silly your mom is, she is still the most understanding human on earth so never give her up. And, how ugly and silly your child is, s/he is still the most adorable one so don’t let him/her down.
Changi Airport – May 30, 2015 – 12:12pm
I Salute Labors
My job enables me to meet with factory workers almost everyday. Not seldom I’ve got the chance to talk to them. I thank Universe for this priviledge; not all of people have this luxury of knowing those hard working yet low earning people on earth.
Is their life easy? Not at all —
They have to stay in production area in rigid period of time, sometimes added with some hours of overtime to reach production target. Some employers used to restrict workers’ movement – not allowed to go for bio break was a common practice especially in sweat shop typically found in garment, footwear, furniture and other industries. But now more and more companies know that those people are human like them who need to have toilet break, drinking or even just for prayer and smoking — and they don’t have the reasons for not giving them permission them to break.
Let alone their jobs; for me to dress like them has been something not comfortable. Please see my pictures below: I was wearing factory uniforms designated for the sake of workers’ health & safety as well as the product quality.
Seriously, I salute factory workers for being patient people in the industry.
Singapura – May 29, 2015 – 11:00pm
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