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Friday, 14 November 2014

Let my wings go

Let them go, do not hold them back! Wings isn't my nature, so I let them went away.

Perhaps I shall missed the sky, the cloud, to hug them directly. The sun, and the moon, closer than it was before.
I see, the old and tired wings asked for their time. As I took it from them, I must return it back.

Then this story shall be, the tale of wingless soul that touch his sky from above the land and sea.

Wednesday, 5 November 2014

Our Very Perspective

Conflicts and war brought by the clash between idea, where idea gives human demand. When the demand only for themselves and not for the whole humanity. This idea failed to show us that peace is an absolute existence.

Was the moon above or was it bellow? Surely one person who said the moon was bellow shall nailed by the community  that has perspective that moon was above. Bullying, social injustice, is a war in subtle form, it's a real conflict.

While we can not see how conflict arises. We would never see how can we live in peace. We are only then a slave of our very own perspective.

Saturday, 1 November 2014

If life seems so far

Imagine if what we want in this life feels so far. Too far to reach. We would not live our life, but only within our own misery that we create by ourselves.

Love what we have today, love is today, even it shall be our very last breath. Then, we shall see how close life is, that we and life are the same existence.