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Jazzy weekend starts
With a smile under the rain.
I’ve been missing you.

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how beautiful the world is and all that has been here

Luxury

Learning, life, Poetic, Those People

Luxurious is tea,
Detaching from everyone
But not everything—

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terima kasih, Abu Marlo beserta para guru di 499 episode Dialogue Positive – you are all blessed!

Not About Others

It is about me
Myself, not about others.
Jump. Spread these wings. Fly.

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one of the girls was (like) me in my high school choir 😝 it’s hilarious to remember how our teacher shouted “articulate well! articulate clearly! mouth wide open! breathe correctly! don’t laugh! sing!”😂😘😂

Feeling

Feeling, Beloved,
Sparks from a crater deep down
Show that it’s alive-

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Mikha’s voice! 💝

Listen

It rings, Beloved,
Sweeping doubts, blooming glory.
The white loud whisper—

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listen to inner voice 💝 you can, only if you are willing to

Little Bird

Learning, love, Map It!, Poetic, This Person

Little bird, dear love,
Telling her to soar then go home
To where her heart is—

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Home. Is it a what, a who, a whom, a whose, a which, a when, a where or a how? She knows hers and it doesn’t always the same as others’. 💝

shared rice with a little bird in Cointrin Airport before boarding for Amsterdam then home – a trip worth doing she should repeat 🥰 …

Gotta Get Thru This

Learning, love, Poetic, This Person

Some beats, Beloved!
Let’s dance under this night rain!
Gotta get thru this!

💃🏽

Daniel rocks! My favourite playlist when I was cute and innocent 💝 now again!

Aku Makin Cinta

Learning, love

Ending one week to start another with a favourite song by two favourite singers!

with Tulus

when she was young

I Slowly Spell Your Name

Though not a true ID,
Your name ships all senses to
An existence.

A name that I spell slowly,
A name representing silence and unattendance,
Almost ignorance.

Is
Your name
A password
To where a gap between real and unreal resides?

Is
Your name
A padlock
With which a visitor busily matches the key?

Is
Your name
Sugar leaf
With which a cup of tea gets sweetened with its dissolving?

Is
Your name
Coffee powder
Which settles at the bottom of a cup after its releasing caffein and acidity?

Is
Your name
A myth
That resembles history?

Tell me
The story of
Your name.

Your name
That
I slowly spell
Every time 
A face flickers
Around this nerve system.

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Indeed a name isn’t a true ID. The ID is more than just the given name.

Namamu Kueja Pelan-Pelan by Pusakata

My Notes

I see
You
In the clarity of evening lake.

I hear
You
Through the whispering midnight wind.

I touch
You
In the warm water I splash at the dawn.

I taste
You
In the green tea I sip in the morning bright.

I smell
You
In the best lunch of the day.

I feel
You
In this throbbing heart in the sweet twilight.

To
You
Across the ocean:
Your
Name is so real,
Why not
Your
Presence?

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Doraemon, lend me your Dokodemo Door to lock my unpleasant attitudes forever – don’t let hatred ignite hatred in me ☺️

Life Oh Life!

Learning, life, Poetic, This Person

Blessed life, Beloved,
Chains of weeks with good content
Closed with happy ends—

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Weekend!

Again?

I’ve been curious how many weekends I’ve lived.

Way more than 2000!

Are there more good weekends than not so good ones? After some contemplation the answer is yes! There have been way more good weekends in my life! Thanks to laughter and clumsiness naturally blessed to me.

Hope to live thousands of more healthy weeks and commit to spend them gloriously!

If not given that long? Still enjoy! Or if given too short, negotiate! Don’t disappoint this human being, God. 😶

Rock this weekend!!!

Nasi Padang for weekend! 🤤

Whistling Winter

Winter, Beloved,
As white as wishes whistling
Through poems and prayers.

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Damascus steel cuts silk. Drips of water punch the rocks. Wind caresses the sands. Breeze sways the twigs and ushers the leaves to land on the ground. Snowflake falls one by one wrapping the ground to doze off. With eloquent silence they make things happen.

How can I say about language ….except that it is as subtly powerful as nature, or even much more with its ability to transform or transmigrate whatever is in the hands, head and heart—

Whistle to me, Winter. These ears are frozen and distant but this soul is as warm and fragrant as jasmine tea.

Monday, thank you for being nice to me. Tuesday, I know you are too. Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, be, too.

Salaam.

if only I learnt this language much earlier, I would have sung this song decently 😍

Singapore – Jun. 13, 2022 / 11:02pm

Humane

Human, Beloved,
Bruised and scarred, laughter and cry.
Perfect? Humane not—

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Nowhere to run from mistakes and errors. The best way is forgiving the self for making (too many) repeated irresponsible decisions and moving right on. Don’t add too many fatal moves; this life has its right to be happy, too.

Nowhere. It is just here and now. Tomorrow might be an elegy.

💝

this guy is a human being. there’s another one I adore even more than this guy simply because he is a human being – salaam

Smooth Not Smoothy

These ears, Beloved,
A pair of love birds in love.
Treble and bass on—

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Finding a sanctuary in a breezy evening.

Salaam 😇

a home with smooth jazz is heaven on earth – and silky smooth touch of cold hell of doing some Japanese class homework

Go Jazz

Go jazz, Beloved
Improvise on your own path
Where hidden seeds grow.

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Jazz is like secret love, confusing and almost unknown at the first catch but wrapped in harmony through time… and space? Seems space never takes my side. 😎

Jazz each day up!

⭐️

Java Jazz is on – wish I were it 🎷🎺

Coming Out of The Dark

Learning, life, Poetic

Did you see the light
Or the dark? Or both? Or none?
Now you see the light.

the light behind the cloud yesterday. magnificent

Light above light. Layers of light. Spectrum of light. What is light? Is it the radiation? Is it the brightness? Is it the wavelength? Is it the source? Or what?

It is what’s defined but at the same time what is not definable. It is what is seen but at the same time what is not visible.

May all beings be happy.

my sister lent her cassette to me and this song was ever favorite – cassette? what a history, so dark yet beautiful, giving me some enlightenment 😎

Here – May 25, 2022 / 20:15

How Was The Day

Learning

After one Monday,
Throw laughter before Tuesday.
Or at least a smile,
That draws a line on a face,
That strengthens steps miles away.

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Laughter brings brightness. It carves good mood. It (hopefully) enables longevity.

creative people turn poverty to joy 🙃 slapstick isn’t my favourite but this channel has made me laugh out loud, roll on the floor on one slow Monday.

Amazing Day

Learning, life, Poetic, This Person

Amazing day, Love,
Completing what’s committed
Without supervised

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Weekend is amazing with completing a pile of clothes. What a nice closure before Monday.!

Thank you, Life! I love hand washing and ironing. Seriously! As long as it is not a paid job. 💓

Welcome, Monday!

this song is a magic to laundry 😘

amazing day is this! ironed clothes, good help for good sleep 😎

それでもなんで

僕の心に触れたりしたの

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Another song 💫

musically unique to my ears, witty to my head, ticklishly sad to my heart 🪶

Missing The Missed

Missing
You
Is
Evolution of
Emotions 
From joyful
To happy
To drawn
To sad
To desperate
To given up
To letting go.

The you
That
You—

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Missing you— 🐣

hmm good progress, one song 😁

Biutyful

Life’s misunderstood
As blurred when eyes are cloudy.
Beauty is constant
Not to the eyes. To the heart
It’s a bunch of what’s biutyful.

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Observing the observer—

Let them misunderstand whatever about your own self as a secret is a secret that will remain mystery to those sleeping or cloudy eyes. If bright eyes can be tricked with a sheet of A4, what will a block of wall do to those cloudy?

Life is biutyful.

my love isn’t romance – no description matches

Lessons

Laughter is healing
And killing at the same time.
Lessons for two sides—

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Many people love laughing at funny jokes and at themselves. Yet secretly perhaps they feel some jokes are crossing the line. I myself don’t always tell those friends who make either impolite or improper jokes about me or about someone/something in front of me especially when I know they don’t have sensitivity to listen to others’ feedback. Bitter smiles or sharp shrugging then making effort to change the topics are my bad strategy – yes, I’m a coward and (to some extent) stupid. So far most friends know but some new people don’t (want to) know and keep acting funny with their own limits making fun of others.

There is always a limit; however some limits are not easy to define and pertaining to private life and can only be understood by the individual. Moreover, where privacy is already “co-owned” by public (celebrity, politician, spiritual leaders, etc), the limit might be vague, misunderstood or disagreeable.

Harassment, publicly, privately, verbally, mentally, physically are all not acceptable. Verbal one sounds less painful but hey! No one wants one’s family members to be fooled around and laughed out loud if it’s related to disability or illness.

And hey! A slap on the face can be medically treated especially if not severe BUT the embarrassment and resentment can sustain. Oh hey! Sometimes it can be well capitalized…. Especially in that particular place where money is the foundation of almost everything.

In a nutshell both are violence!

Punchline got punched!

Ouch! Ouch! Ooouuuch!!!

oh my God! that must have been a combination of pain and embarrassment – for both sides

Memories, Scents and Elements

Calm breeze blows her hair,
Pulls memories out of head.
Filling the fresh air—

Water soaks flowers,
Distills their fragrance slowly.
Diffusing the scents—

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Weekend is studying, doing laundry, cleaning home, and listening to things. Cooking? Not today, I’ll skip the healthful food 🦸🏻‍♀️

listen, don’t believe – then I listened to him and didn’t believe ❣️

Dreamy Days

Learning, life, love, Poetic, This Person

Red leaves, Beloved
Gracefully fall on the lap
Of Mother Nature,
Garnishing coloured autumn
Welcoming benign winter.

Dream, dream, Beloved.
As vibrant as you wish to,
As sweet as you want.
You’re red leaves lightheartedly
Flying decorating life.

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I wish all my good dreams come true. And all of yours, too 🙏🏼

Salam.

❣️

The Choice To Bloom