Life is just like that. Like what? Like whatever she perceives-- Be she fun, Or gloomy-- Be she colourful, Or dull-- Be she letting go, Or attaching-- Be she alone, Or together--
Life is just like Her in whatever version She wants her to be.
my life shall be as light as my heart can be
I’ll always unload things unnecessary to clutch on as those things will only make my steps drudge while I’d be glad prancing
How do I look, Love Before the mirror of heart Talking honesty.
Who doesn’t want to look young or beautiful at the longest time? Looking young and beautiful is one of the best feelings in life. But how far can human beings stretch themselves to stay young?
Today I bumped into a movie in the flight from Hanoi to Singapore: The Substance in which a woman (played by Demi Moore) is struggling of being not wanted in the industry because of not looking as young anymore. The horror of doing so much to stay young gave me a wake-up call that liking it or not, I who looks younger than her age will definitely age and weaken through time.
How long can I stay young naturally?
I won’t look young all the time especially as I decided to not do expensive facial and body treatment. Factually that’s very not necessary (for me).
Truly at 65 this body is weak and can’t work as now. By then I hope that I can appropriately function as a wise soul staying in a relatively healthy body that does light works everyday until time kindly escorts me to the next gate of life.
Dear, Life.
Thank you for taking care of me.
Please always guide me to stay in the path of human being in the making as long as time allows. I might not get everything grandiose but I don’t want to lose anything precious.
Please give me big heart enough to always experience joy through all senses and to share it everyday.
Without him I die and with him’s no better With or without him longing’s the same
I found him, finding what I hadn’t foreseen, the cure and disease as equal fevers
His silhouette flares as we draw near each other and burns more proud
The deeper the harmony the sharper the pain Measure for measure as decreed
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The above is poem excerpted from below book — one that well explains how love consumes good soul. By simply loving life has shown what joy and pain can be perceived as either happiness or unhappiness depending on how deep or how true love is given meaning or taken for granted.
It has taken me quite long journey to finally connect the dots among the manifestation of love, pain, joy, harmony. It takes whole life to refine love and it takes big love to refine life — a vicious circle that keeps the fire burns, light flares and smoke billows bringing hope up to the sky.
My heart is leaping. It opens its windows, breathes the joy. It celebrates parties, As invited by beauty that pops out out of life. It claps hands. It taps feet. It dances love songs. It sings “Ode to Joy”.
My heart is leaping. It turns my sadness To joyous moments, Leaving tiny gap to Contemplation and regret.
Mosquito’s smiling At a girl grinning of itch. A mutual joy—
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i used to learn how to not smile at those at the other side of the table; back to smile after some years — i can lose in some negotiation but i won’t let them smile more genuinely than i do 😁 i grin actually
rike jokanan 
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