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My iCal Is Packed – haiku

My iCal is packed
With colourful blocks: Busy—
And well distracted.

Temasek – October 19, 2019 / 17:00

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Being busy does not alway mean being productive. Ouch!
But being busy is definitely being distracted from the humdrum of life. Cool!

Looking forward to new passport with immigration stamps and new visas!

Thanks to you, Life.

Damn thanks to the below link for the super cool picture:

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Cornucopia – haiku

Cornucopia,
The abundance prepares for
The masked-off: new self.

Singapore – October 16, 2019 / 21:39


2019 has opened an extraordinary road of becoming the whole me. Many major lessons are learnt here.

Previous me always thought that things were between good and bad, right and wrong, happy and sad, strong and weak, one extreme and the other extreme, BLACK & WHITE. It was too much and I hold it no more.

What’s coming is lots of love in myself to myself and the abundance to share — not solely about gold and coins.

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Abundance is about colors that make life vibrant howsoever my potential has been tampered.

Abundance is about clarity that creates enough space for myself (and so others) to contemplate whether the situation is uplifting or not– the keyword is uplifting, not favorable or superior. If not uplifting, either has the right to walk away from the situation with respect. Without respect, the situation has failed to be a station to heal, to nurture, to expand and to liberate each other.

Abundance means enjoying life while sharing it with others. Sense of abundance can only be manifested with sharing. You share what you spare.

Abundance means living the life to the fullest. Only with the awareness of abundance human being can grab the reality of abundance. If you feel empty, you won’t care to share.

Cornucopia
A hollow horn of lots of everything that will rot if the holder keeps it with herself.
So dear, Self. Don’t let anything get rotten through this journey. Love yourself and share the good things wholeheartedly.

My Beloved, I’m grateful for the abundance and the least my feeling of abundance.
I can’t be more grateful to You for sparing me this 2019.

I am feeling loved.

Useful link 1: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cornucopia 

Useful link 2 & source pictures: https://www.psychics.com/blog/words-mythology-pt-v-cornucopia/

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What Has Age Taught You? – haiku

What has age taught you?
Fear to lose or daringness
To shine through glory~

Temasek – October 14, 2019


 

Life is choking at times but mostly it feels too roomy to let yourself be offended by only a few wrong-doings or wrong decisions. If your life is as short as a mayfly’s age, you might want to fly dancing the most gracefully. Or, you just want to rest perching on the bark while praying for the best of 24 hours before your life cycle ends — this is the least suggested though.

My Beloved, please always spare me a beautiful life -I know Your definition of beautiful might be with some splash of shit in it- to share with those that matter to me (and also with those that don’t, as You wish). 💝

Please grant me clarity.

The Hair That’s Breathing – haiku

The hair that’s breathing
Is given a farewell cut
By a nice lady.

Temasek – October 5, 2019 / 23:00


I decided to have my hair cut short for the second time, but this time is brutally short.

I used to have very long pitch black hair (with some grey since high school). As having shorter and shorter time in the morning to wash and dry my hair before going to work, I decided to have farewell party to my beloved hair – not really, I put the cut hair in a big envelop and keep it in the cupboard until now.

The nice lady in the beauty parlor asked me why hair cut, I said “so that I can think clearly”. She giggled and did her job dutifully. This time the cut hair wasn’t treasured; it was swept and dumped to the bin by another nice lady.

Goodbye, my dear hair. No worry, your root is still here and will grow even better. Thank you for being my crown. I love you much.

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The Foggy Windows – haiku

The foggy windows
Frame my morning’s first view.
It’s amazing day.

Temasek – October 3, 2019 / 21:07

My windows facing the reservoir have been glorious frames of all my morning views when I’m not away from home. No matter what mood fills my emotion, the windows welcome me with the same stillness. They are good friends with haze, rain, sun, wind while standing before me nicely with protection. Whether it is a bright day or a gloomy one, they are always successful to drag me to look out to and beyond them and say “Thanks, Life for the amazing day.”

A day without gratitude is like heart without its beat

May all beings be happy….

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Eros Shot A Heart – haiku

Eros shot a heart–

Unperceivedly wounded. Lo!

Aura’s given up.

Temasek – September 30, 2019 / 18:50


Discussed about Eros myth with my friends and found that his story evolved over time. At the early time he was just god of love and lust for everyone – EACH & EVERY ONE. Then he became the god the protector of gay male lovers. Kind of disappointing why he was changed orientation. The facts that he is a beautiful reality and we women shall not compete with more lovers from different sex are bitter, painful and kind of betraying. The competitive population added has made the chance of women’s victory drop to a very small part of pie.

Should I curse? No, I might be cursed back as discriminating.

Should I cherish? No way! I wouldn’t cherish a fact even the one I can take lessons from.

Eros, you are responsible for this. Hand me your bow and arrow. I’ll burn them before you continue your job. Oh, I probably shall flashback and kill Chaos, too. One more thing: and never let all men be born….

Koi Swim Happily – haiku

Koi swim happily.
A dreamer thinks hard just to
Hop on Yin and Yang.

Ubud – September 28, 2019 / 14:30


I am in Ubud, Bali this weekend. I met a friend who is always wise and fun. Among all she said there was one hitting me hard yet nicely “Dear, try one thing now: change your lunch every day. You’ve got the same things for years and you need to have some fun.”

Holy smoke!!! Yes! I’ve gotta leave my rice and try some mashed potato.

Welcome me, Macs Cafe….

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What Do You Regret? – haiku

What do you regret?
Nothing but being young yet
Not free, not curious–

Singapore – September 26, 2019 / 22:10

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Remembering my friend’s message, regretting some of her being naughty and too free. I said jokingly “My past was too clean and I regret it ahahaha….”

Dear, Friend. Life is too short to regret. What can we do but embracing what we have with love and awareness?

I’m grateful.

End Of Holiday – haiku

End of holiday:

I must go home. I don’t know

Why it feels so good.

London – September 21, 2019 / 08:38

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I’m flying back to Singapore this evening. I didn’t know why I shed tears just to imagine opening the door of my home. Maybe because there will be many chores after left for so long 🤪 Plus work, work, work. Still I’m happy!

The Burning Incense – haiku

The burning incense

Brings smoke of fragrance upward

To the unroofed Soul.

Chisholme Institute Scotland – September 16, 2019 / 20:42

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Last week was one detail of life that might change the whole journey of mine. It has woken up a corner in the Soul that probably has been asleep or half asleep for so long. The material, the discussion, the social interaction, the spiritual connection, the away from home — all those are best combined to drive an enlightenment. What a word! Yes, one big leap a man should acknowledge.

I noted a lot of things happening inside of me. Let me keep them in my heart as part of the Hidden Treasure that is ready to explode into a realm of creation. In my very life. Be!

Among lessons harvested from the course is sincerity.

When it happened, it happened. Why not letting go?

When I know it will happen, it will happen. Why not accepting it?

When it doesn’t happen, it doesn’t. Why not moving on?

The why-nots that can only be materialised with sincerity—

Not all that I want is fulfilled.

Not all that I need is provided – yet all that is provided is what I need.

What I have is what I accept with heart and soul.

What is here now is what I embrace. What is not doesn’t bother me.

Senses become more sensitive, yet the stimuli become more subtle. That’s my next milestone to gain accuracy in intricacy.

I can’t say more.

I’m grateful.

Two Keys In A Chain – haiku

Two keys in a chain–
One’s for Soul and one’s for Heart.
Merlin, please guide me.

Jalan Imbi KL, MY – August 28, 2019 / 21:22


Can’t wait for my holiday retreat around my birthday, when my head will be loaded with different types of reading from what I normally enjoy on normal days, when my heart will be loaded with contemplation without drama with those people, when all is between breeze and silence.

Dear Work, don’t worry. It will be just for a while. I’ll be back for you….

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Useful link: https://merlin.fandom.com/wiki/Merlin 

Hot Air Pushed Baloon – haiku

Hot air pushed baloon.
Temper pushed him up as flare.
Master of Anger —

Jalan Imbi, KL – August 27, 2019 / 21:00


Sometimes temper is just a rascal, filling someone’s space with heat of Heaven knows what causes it, then he gets angry with anything not in to his mood.

When he does it, send him a lot of prayer. I don’t know what prayer, just prayer that all good things will happen to him.

Good things are only blessings when they are pulled with peace. Good things pulled with anger can be in the form of lessons that will make him understand how to behave wisely.

May all beings be happy. May all beings be happy. May all beings be happy….

All….

Heart to Handle- haiku

Count to a hundred.
See if heart silences, or
Drags you to market.

Temasek – August 26, 2019 / 14:49


My heart has been so annoying (not annoyed ya) recently. It brought me all troubles that had been tamed before. It unleashed all possible cries and shouts that will not only make the heart but also head crowded like a market.

Water wets you.

Fire burns you.

Wind blows you.

Earth buries you.

Maybe I’ve gotta play metal to my own self so it cages me safe in locked safe.

But no….

Dear Beautiful Soul, let go off all distrust. Friendship isn’t always about keeping secret but it is also about accepting a bad label because some secrets are jocularly consumable for public.

Dear Beautiful Self, forgive yourself for entrusting your honest secret to someone you don’t really know. It is a lesson that it is ok to be vulnerable. It is fine to be imperfect. It is nice to be angry when necessary. All is fine…. And forgive those that won’t have locked tongues for any reason.

Everything is ok.

You just take a break and fly across the sea.

Singapore to KL soon…. 👩🏽‍💻🎶

Freedom to Express – haiku

Freedom to express:
Same as “whatever I like”?
My balcony cries.


I feel that this long weekend is really long and giving me great deal of space. My passport is retained for a visa vignette so I can’t fly out to give Singapore a break. Yet, I find that being at home for 4 days is amazingly beautiful experience. Cooking, reading, watching movies, listening to my oldies jazzzzzzzah and daydreaming…. But I missed one thing; I’ve left my plants with just watering without greeting. I’m looking out at all of my plants through the window, I hope they are still as happy as can be. If they want to express their protest, let them come to my dream and say “Dear, Human. Be wise and greet me.” 🥰

What’s In A Cask – haiku

What’s in the cask, Bruh?
Wine or tea? — I never know
Until the party starts.

Beware of a mind-twisting haiku!

This haiku contains a conversation between two fools who wanted to know what was inside a cask. Both were waiting for a party to start and hoped to enjoy the content of the cask. When would the party come? No idea, oye Fools…. 🙂

Life is like a party that never comes on time when a fool is only waiting for someone to open the cask. To enjoy the content of the cask, those fools should have openned it and spilled whatever inside it. Whether it is aged tea or old wine. A fool should be a fool, acting like a fool.

Don’t wait for the party to come. A real fool should get drunk just by an idea of what’s inside a cask….

Life is a comedy, where working is as addictive as drinking intoxicating substances.

Drink, Master! Drink!

Temasek – August 12, 2019 / 10:34am

 

Picture borrowed from: https://sobercollege.com/addiction-blog/workaholics/

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Angle of Angels – tanka

Looking through clear glass,
Sweeping fog away of eyes —
Angle of Angels.
Whether or not she’s sleeping
Or awake is Angels’ click.

Baloi – August 6, 2019 / 06:36 (Western Indonesia Time)

Below is a painting by Wilhem von Kaulbach, “The Guardian Angel”.

Dear Water – haiku

If I can hold you,
In the dark – your clear, fresh flow…
May I? Dear, Water.

 

Temasek – April 13, 2019 – 11:15pm

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Picture borrowed from https://phinemo.com/20-destinasi-wisata-di-indonesia-yang-sebaiknya-kamu-kunjungi-sebelum-menikah/green-canyon/

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