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….

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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.

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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

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

Long Before

Long before I hug you under the shed of light, you have chosen me to do….

It is not my intention. It is your wish to do….

Wings folded,

Halo un-rung,

Down to me you flew….

To my life, to my heart, to get absorbed by my soul.

And,

Time to press the button:

Last day of your physical being to be with us….

They call it death, let’s call it gate….

You’ve chosen somebody else,

I’m okay.

Be safe.

Be great. Be the bearer of the light….

I never regret for being your human – tears flowing isn’t a sign of sadness. Allow me to cry when remembering you, it is a celebration of my pride of being a mom of a cat that is now waiting to be born as a human being….

Wherever you are, be loving, be loved….

Thank you, Bob….

Bob 2

Singapore – July 23, 2014 – 11:22

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