graphs of my Universe
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
Took some pictures just yesterday, without technicality, without sophisticated lenses, without a thought….
Only with a heart, a pair of eyes and an iPhone6.
Enjoy….
Thanks to Ninh Tran for being a photographer in which I’m in. He is the one in blue, praying.
Location: Linh Ung – Bai But Pagoda, an attractive tourist destination and the biggest pagoda in the charming coastal city of Da Nang
HRegency – January 21, 2016 – 12:03am
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
Sometimes you are tired of listening to friends who keep saying they are tired of walking down their life path.
Sometimes you are bored of listening to people who keep thinking they are the unluckiest ones on earth.
Sometimes you are just wondering what those people are talking about and you just say “uh-uh” at the end of every sentence they say.
Sometimes you are just smiling at the end of the table to confirm that they just want to be heard and not really care whether you are really listening or not.
That’s fine….
Life is about enjoying.
So, let’s enjoy the listening part.
Open the ears wide, and more than that HEART wide to suffice what those people are craving: to be listened, to be care.
Because they feel abandoned in their own life, in their own self…. Without realizing that they are feeling that way.
But, willingness doesn’t come easy. It sometimes gets dragged aside by weak body and heavy days…. So, forgive yourself for not listening to every whining and complaining….
Oh…. What a beautiful life! What a beautiful journey! I think I know why I am here.
If only I can tell them to listen to their own selves.
Penang – January 21, 2015 – 4:46am
Picture borrowed from http://weheartit.com/entry/group/694625
opening the door,
will I see you?
or, is it only your shadow? pretending to be you….
did I live with you? or with your shadow?
is it now that you are real or shadow?
tears flow, flowing along the path pushing through the door at the end.
what end? is there an end?
or a start? what should be started?
are you there?
welcoming me or welcoming my shadow?
am I real me or just my shadow?
just the two of us….
staring at each other – shadow to shadow?
I just hope you are the one behind the door….
Hilton KL – April 30, 2014 – 12:49am
Alun….
Mengalun di laut, menerpa angin, diterpa angin.
Matahari menghias riak di ujung-ujung alun, bahai beledu bertebaran di karpet biru dan hijau laut.
Alun, di laut kau mengingatkanku
Untuk selalu bersabar memberimu jarak, biar tetap mengalun….
Hilton KL – 27 April 2014 – 9:40 malam
Gambar dipinjam dari http://www.cepolina.com/sea-blue-turquoise-pureness.html
Deep inside this soul there is a big question without words.
The ears cannot identify what the question is because they have been trained to understand only entries in the encyclopedias and dictionaries that have been articulated by voice chords. But the heart can feel it and surge it in to the emotional pipes. It flows through the whole physical vessel of human being and won’t stop until the bubble dries out of the question wrapped.
Picture borrowed from http://rjheeks.wordpress.com/2013/05/19/soap-bubble-reflections/
The question flops after fluid of emotion finishes at the tips of the nervous system in the body. And it remains un-answered until now….
How can one answer the question of the question itself is not understood; left alone understood, it is not even heard.
What can we do to hear it?
So much time has been spent and there is only one way is the solution.
Go through all pipes of emotion in our body and visit every end of nervous system that we own and we’ll probably can see what’s the question we need to hear….
Listen to ourselves.
Understand ourselves.
Find the answers if really needed.
Let ourselves choose if it needs answer or just let the question un-understood or even un-heard….
…. ‘Coz the surge in the emotion pipes and the sparks at the nervous tips should be kept un-finished.
YCK Rd – Mar’ 15, 2014 – 2:42am
Sometimes it is not easy to capture beauty…. It has become a rigid template so that many can’t understand why some people call some allegedly-ugly things beautiful.
Here is some beauty I captured through my humble heart. Happy to share with you with all my heart…. Peace be upon you all in this universe. Enjoy…
Tulips in Aesop’s counter….
Orchid in Indonesia Embassy in Singapore
Frangipani in Gardens by The Bay, Singapore
Cahaba lily in the Gardens by The Bay, Singapore
Hibiscus in alun-alun (town square) Tulungagung, East Java, Indonesia
Hibiscus in alun-alun (town square) Tulungagung, East Java, Indonesia
Bud of water lily and a guest – Mr. Dragonfly
Euphorbia in my mom’s house terrace
Flowers of garlic chives and the guest – Ms. Fly in my sister’s garden
Cat’s whisker in my mom’s house… Hey, if you are careful, two uncles Ant are there…
Chrysanthemum in Changi airport, Singapore
Oh…. the guest – Princess Bird – is trying to taste the nectar in an orchid stem….
Bromelia in Gardens by The Bay – Singapore
Hydrangea (five colour flower) in Changi airport – Singapore
Adenium in Ina’s front garden – Tulungagung, East Java, Indonesia
Bromelia in Changi airport, Singapore
Singapore – February 9, 2014 – 2:47pm
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