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.
Sunday, September 18, 2016
why they...
Why they? Despite attempts of one thing to another, I have to face them. What actually do I have to face? Some just come at a level that seems to reflect be real me. But most pop out from a non-existence of so-called their perceptual level in goodness, bad, and evil (?). Who are they? Despite `knowing' them but why I am still asking `why they?' Wallahualam. Hanya Allah Yang Maha Mengetahui. Allahuakbar.
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