Each day’s passing by.
Men drop items to; then take them —
From a bucket list.
Singapura – April 7, 2015 – 7:16
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Tag: age
One Year Older
Birthday has never been so important for me except (maybe) when I was 17 years old…. Sweet seventeen, not really sweet but sweet enough to celebrate it with my all classmates in my third grade of senior high; additionally, tandem with a boyfriend (a friend who was a boy) born on the same day but one year older than me.
Tomorrow (some minutes ahead) I’ll be one year older…. And, I don’t feel it special except (maybe) that I will fly to Yogyakarta then ride to Borobudur to trace back my soul journey.
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My father was born near Borobudur temple and I think it is just serene to feel the breeze of that site in my early 39.
I feel so thankful, I feel so blessed for having been granted this life of mine. Being single – not as happy as the married women out there but I am still happy with so much time to take care of my self and to dedicate to my family and friends and many more. Idealistic, huh? Indeed, that is the only thing I can work on to live my life: crystalizing the concept from my scattered moments and spreading my concepts to all the monumental seconds of my breath.
I am not sorry to be current me. I’ve been going through ups and downs; the highest alps and the lowest abyss — my own scale.
Do you know that all my mother, father in heaven, sisters, brother, nieces, nephews and my beloved cats and all friends have been my biggest supporters. They supply me with their cabling energy that connect to me through my dreams and fantasy — their love has magically turn my imagination into reality.
So, I won’t leave them like those who never leave me….
Happy birthday to me. I love me. Long live me.
Yio Chu Kang Rd – September 6, 2014 – 12:03 / just after midnight
Love’s Day – Why?
I have so much love in my heart. I don’t need one named day to express mine to anyone. I can express it today, tomorrow, any days in the future like I did it yesterday, tester month, long long ago…. I just need love to do it. If I still have love in heart, I still have things to share.
I might have no flowers for you, but I definitely send you fragrance of flowers in my love….
I might not have chocolate for you, but I save the bitter-sweet shape of love in every breath I take then give…
I don’t have symbols when giving love. I just do with all my heart.
Be it misunderstood as too much, it is not a problem for me.
I just love…
My love touches all… Only the one that can feel the touch.
If the love is not felt, hopefully my love can grow bigger so that it can reach the untouchable surface of heart….
Life is so short.
How short it is, I don’t know.
It is not countable like the age.
But in the un-measured shortness, let’s appreciate it by doing things.
Doing things, the best manner we can.
No matter what, we have no choice but doing to be…. Being….
Doing the best
Being human,
In the shortness of life
Spreading love….
Vibrating my loving soul to the universe….
I love you, mother.
I love you, sisters.
I love you, my dear Bob….
I love you all fellow creatures….
Peace be upon all the universe….
Singapore – February 14, 2014 – 12:19am
My Love Is Forever Growing
I am almost 40 years old. So happy, without reason — age is not a reason to be happy. I just accept the way I am growing old, physically and mentally.
I was born in a family of seven. My late father, a wise simple man. My mother, the beautiful Javanese woman who is nurtured by this grand nature to be a super patient lady. Two brothers and two sisters. We are seven in a package, with ups and downs and some knots in our journey of life. And, now I have one son called Bob (Robert de Niro is his full name), my dear cat I’ve adopted as a son several years ago.
One more grey cat – we named him Mr. Gray – sleeps every single day in our verandah; so, let’s call him another additional family member.
I can’t give something extraordinary to them except one. Love…
I have nothing that grows forever, everlasting and without limit except love. I send it to my family members every single second with or without realising it.
All my family is in Indonesia. I am in a small country, Singapore. Not really far but less accessible sometimes.
When missing my family, I just open their pictures and send them my positive vibration. Or, I close my eyes, imagine their faces and send my energy to them.
It is a cloudy day, my love is still growing…. I am sending positive energy from Singapore to Indonesia, to cover my family or even all people there so that they feel the love that grows forever.
I also send my love to my dear Bob that has been so much lovely in his presence and absence to my physical. I love you, cat…
Mr. Gray, my love is for you. Be still, there coiling your fattening body until a plate of meal is served to you… Of course you should be patient until Bob is doing and you will have to have your meal together with him.
My love is also for all my neighbours, friends and all animals there… Be happy. I hope things go right… All violence is eradicated. You are living in happiness and peace…
To the world, earth and all the creatures in it… My love is growing forever for me and you… for us…
This love is precious. Never go away….
Singapore, February 8, 2014 – 5:11pm
