Rain drop keeps falling on my head. It falls everyday telling me to write something or whatever I can write about. Well, I have decided to see the world in a more old-fashioned way and touch on our common, humble, unique, and heroic sensitivities that define the sorrow and happiness of our existence.
Monday, December 14, 2015
How?
Thick, thin, heavy, light, those dimensions are part of my life. Such a thin line that separates from now and then, rich and poor, success and failure, happiness and sadness, here and there, life and death, healthy and sickness, she and he, they and them, it comes heavy, it comes very light, it comes flying, it comes dancing, up into the thin air and here I am. Just me. Siapa saya? Seemingly trivial. Seems hard and serious. Seems nothing. Seems something. Segala terjadi adalah rahsia Allah. Hanya Allah Yang Maha Berkuasa lagi Menguasai Segala-Galanya. Allahuakbar.
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