Home, House, Imagination

When I was 12 years old (I hope I remember that age correctly), I imagined of having a small cabin to live with my four best friends: Rosi, Ana, Nana, Nanik.

Then at the age of 22 I want to have a big two-storey house with luxurious furniture where I can welcome friends to chat things.

Getting older, around 35 I just wanted to have a house. Just a house, any kind of house as I was so tired of renting rooms. And, thanks God I bought a tiny home near  river bank. A small house with two bedroom, enough for me an my cat to live in. It has a small garden to the right side of it – small, really small full with sand for neighborhood cats to poo and play. It has free walls inside for my orchids to hang…. And the front wall for my wijayakusuma to bloom happily. And, it has comfortable space for friends and family to stay overnight or just pay a short visit.

I am so thankful for what I am given in my life. I hope I still have a chance to share more with all my frineds and family and all animals around me.

Light is coiling around me, praying for the best.

My house is there to pray for me…. I’m here somewhere praying for my house.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you….

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Erawan, Bangkok – March 16, 2017 – 22:16

Asylum

Who needs asylum?

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People who needs protection in one point of view, but considered disturbing in the other one. One group of people  who are considered doing bad things in one country could be one deserved to get an asylum in another country. One (considered) mad man will be committed to asylum because of doing dangerous actions in one society.

Oh, Asylum….

Are you well defined? Do those people really do bad? Or, just want to help the people in their countries to liberate themselves or even just want to help themselves to liberate their mind. Those mad men are probably people who are not well understood by the society.

Asylum is just one place that provide protection until the society can understand what the people and mad men have done. Their actions are just their unique love that will be proven as pure as what saints have showered to the human kind. Their madness is just a way to unravel the twisted knead in their concept of life.

They are not really wrong, they are not really disturbing. They are just lost in their confusion and nobody can accept and help appropriately.

Let’s help ourselves accept the people now living in asylums as they are. They are human beings like us who are waiting to be reborn and become the best light worker on earth.

Just in front of Bunderan HI, Jakarta – February 24, 2014 – 11:29pm

Picture borrowed from http://unhcr.org.au/unhcr/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=304:art-competition-2013&catid=53:wrd-art-contest&Itemid=110