29.8.10
rethinking
I was rethinking:
God, You know me well for years. And You know how tough I am. So I think my previous week was just too cool.
Don't work too hard, God. Watch your health.
Good night
God, You know me well for years. And You know how tough I am. So I think my previous week was just too cool.
Don't work too hard, God. Watch your health.
Good night
28.8.10
26.5.10
20.5.10
Dear God....
You know exactly, God, I’ve learned so many things for the last several months. I’ve founded what somebody called with fear, hope, share, and death.
The first thing is fear. I met them in my head, like dominos card that fell down when I pushed the one side, the fear successfully spread to the other parts of my body. I am learning what this is all about. Somehow, the answers just appear constantly of course in my head and from their mouths (family and friends-thank you ). I think it’s fine to have a couple of fear. It makes me aware. But, I can’t only focus on that, I still have the other to replace, to concern about, and to overcome them.
The second idea is hope. Yes, talking with the others opened my eyes, my ears, my heart that human needs hope, a kind of feeling that forces you to do something. Everybody has hope indeed, but sometimes they just close eyes, ears, and heart immediately while the fear strikes.
Share. The third idea. Honestly, sharing is the hardest part of the relationship. Sharing is about the exchange, oh God, I must forgot everything about the transaction. I did give and then I forgot the take. I did take and then I forgot the give. Or the worst part, I don’t want to do both: give and take. It hurts. Yes. As long as I walk now, I am trying. I am trying to do both. Do the balancing things. I don’t expect anything back because I don’t have any right ;). (Is it naïve? Haha. It’s okay for this part).
Death. I lost my Boy, my brown rabbit. I don’t know exactly how old is he. He was too gorgeous, too small. I love him so. I am sorry because I am the most responsible person on your death, Boy. I am sorry.
And, God, thank you, I do love talking to you at this way. Really. Is it okay? Don’t work
too hard, God. Watch your health too.
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So, people, I hope you enjoy your own feelings, choices, works, and live happily with your people around you. Have a nice day!
The first thing is fear. I met them in my head, like dominos card that fell down when I pushed the one side, the fear successfully spread to the other parts of my body. I am learning what this is all about. Somehow, the answers just appear constantly of course in my head and from their mouths (family and friends-thank you ). I think it’s fine to have a couple of fear. It makes me aware. But, I can’t only focus on that, I still have the other to replace, to concern about, and to overcome them.
The second idea is hope. Yes, talking with the others opened my eyes, my ears, my heart that human needs hope, a kind of feeling that forces you to do something. Everybody has hope indeed, but sometimes they just close eyes, ears, and heart immediately while the fear strikes.
Share. The third idea. Honestly, sharing is the hardest part of the relationship. Sharing is about the exchange, oh God, I must forgot everything about the transaction. I did give and then I forgot the take. I did take and then I forgot the give. Or the worst part, I don’t want to do both: give and take. It hurts. Yes. As long as I walk now, I am trying. I am trying to do both. Do the balancing things. I don’t expect anything back because I don’t have any right ;). (Is it naïve? Haha. It’s okay for this part).
Death. I lost my Boy, my brown rabbit. I don’t know exactly how old is he. He was too gorgeous, too small. I love him so. I am sorry because I am the most responsible person on your death, Boy. I am sorry.
And, God, thank you, I do love talking to you at this way. Really. Is it okay? Don’t work
too hard, God. Watch your health too.
-
So, people, I hope you enjoy your own feelings, choices, works, and live happily with your people around you. Have a nice day!
23.11.09
Rindu, lalu apa? (inspirasi dari hari Jumat, 20 November 2009)
Rindu pukul 08.00
Menyambut pagi dengan mata terbuka
Memutar ulang memori obrolan kemarin, kemarin, dan kemarinnya lagi
Bahagia lalu senyum
Rindu pukul 10.00
Hari ini harus yakin akan bertahan tanpa keinginan untuk dikirimi pesan singkat.
Rindu pukul 11.00
Lemas. Ingin mengirimkan pesan duluan tapi selalu takut nanti dia menyangka gila.
Rindu pukul 13.00
Memaksakan makanan memasuki pencernaan.
Rindu pukul 15.00
Tidak apa-apa, tidak apa-apa. Jangan sedih ya.
Rindu pukul 16.00
Ada pesan singkat. Dia! Perut ini seperti bertepuk tangan. Kalau kata teman, itu kupu-kupu.
Rindu apa ini namanya?
Menyambut pagi dengan mata terbuka
Memutar ulang memori obrolan kemarin, kemarin, dan kemarinnya lagi
Bahagia lalu senyum
Rindu pukul 10.00
Hari ini harus yakin akan bertahan tanpa keinginan untuk dikirimi pesan singkat.
Rindu pukul 11.00
Lemas. Ingin mengirimkan pesan duluan tapi selalu takut nanti dia menyangka gila.
Rindu pukul 13.00
Memaksakan makanan memasuki pencernaan.
Rindu pukul 15.00
Tidak apa-apa, tidak apa-apa. Jangan sedih ya.
Rindu pukul 16.00
Ada pesan singkat. Dia! Perut ini seperti bertepuk tangan. Kalau kata teman, itu kupu-kupu.
Rindu apa ini namanya?
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