1. Dengan menjawab "iya" atau "tidak
2. Dengan menjelaskan atau menjabarkan
3. Dengan kembali bertanya
4. Dengan diam
Tuesday, December 29, 2015
Saturday, December 26, 2015
Unsettling Feeling
Should we settle an unsettling questions, even if we know the process might hurt us and those involved, or should we just drown our self into endless activities to forget those feelings?
Story 1 : The doctor who is reluctant to tell patient the truth
I got this bump on my arm. Just went to the doctor for checking up, what this bump really is.
Me : So, what is this bump really is?
Doctor : Nothing... nothing... only a bump...
Me : You have to tell me what is this bump, so I will know what kind of medication available out there to cure this bump...
Doctor : Not all of things works that way...
Confused, I just walk away... Is this a tumor? cancer? or maybe just a big boil? Should I gone through surgery? chemo? or just let it cured by itself? This is an unsettling feeling...
Story 2 : Flower
I really love flower viewing, but a friend told me, some of those flower is poisonous. He just didn't want to tell me where is the one... I guess he just only afraid that I'll pick it and throw it in the fire if I know which one is poisonous... Like hell I would do that! Firstly, it'll damage the garden's beauty overall, second, I just could walk away or keep a distance from that flower.
I become really cautious there... I keep telling myself that I must wear a mask wherever I walk there. Actually I want to open my mask, but this awry feeling keep haunting me...
Some news stated that those flower might bloom this year. Should I go? Should I go to confirm whether it is really poisonous or not? Should I go because I just know that that garden won't exists forever, and we wouldn't know if that garden will ever bloom again? Or should I just forget about that garden? This is another unsettling feeling...
Story 1 : The doctor who is reluctant to tell patient the truth
I got this bump on my arm. Just went to the doctor for checking up, what this bump really is.
Me : So, what is this bump really is?
Doctor : Nothing... nothing... only a bump...
Me : You have to tell me what is this bump, so I will know what kind of medication available out there to cure this bump...
Doctor : Not all of things works that way...
Confused, I just walk away... Is this a tumor? cancer? or maybe just a big boil? Should I gone through surgery? chemo? or just let it cured by itself? This is an unsettling feeling...
Story 2 : Flower
I really love flower viewing, but a friend told me, some of those flower is poisonous. He just didn't want to tell me where is the one... I guess he just only afraid that I'll pick it and throw it in the fire if I know which one is poisonous... Like hell I would do that! Firstly, it'll damage the garden's beauty overall, second, I just could walk away or keep a distance from that flower.
I become really cautious there... I keep telling myself that I must wear a mask wherever I walk there. Actually I want to open my mask, but this awry feeling keep haunting me...
Some news stated that those flower might bloom this year. Should I go? Should I go to confirm whether it is really poisonous or not? Should I go because I just know that that garden won't exists forever, and we wouldn't know if that garden will ever bloom again? Or should I just forget about that garden? This is another unsettling feeling...
Labels:
Personal Thought
Tuesday, December 22, 2015
Dua Sisi
Mengajarkan hak juga harus mengajarkan kewajiban.
Mengajarkan harus saling menolong juga harus mengajarkan pentingnya kemandirian.
Mengajarkan bakti anak juga harus mengajarkan kewajiban orang tua.
Mengajarkan harus menghormati yang lebih tua juga harus mengajarkan perilaku pantas bagi yang lebih tua ke yang muda.
Hak didapat setelah kejawiban dijalankan,
Pertolongan hanya diminta ketika terdesak.
Pertolongan hanya diberi ketika yang diminta mampu.
Bakti datang karena kewajiban dijalankan, keduanya harus jalan bersamaan.
Penghormatan datang dari jasa, perilaku, dan kebijaksanaan,
bukan karena umur atau jabatan.
Mengajarkan harus saling menolong juga harus mengajarkan pentingnya kemandirian.
Mengajarkan bakti anak juga harus mengajarkan kewajiban orang tua.
Mengajarkan harus menghormati yang lebih tua juga harus mengajarkan perilaku pantas bagi yang lebih tua ke yang muda.
Hak didapat setelah kejawiban dijalankan,
Pertolongan hanya diminta ketika terdesak.
Pertolongan hanya diberi ketika yang diminta mampu.
Bakti datang karena kewajiban dijalankan, keduanya harus jalan bersamaan.
Penghormatan datang dari jasa, perilaku, dan kebijaksanaan,
bukan karena umur atau jabatan.
Labels:
Personal Thought
Thursday, April 16, 2015
Reflection
Why does sky laugh at me?
Does he just mocked me?
Why does wind smile me?
Does he just pitying me?
Sky and wind,
they neither laugh nor smile.
They just exist,
as minds reflect upon them...
Does he just mocked me?
Why does wind smile me?
Does he just pitying me?
Sky and wind,
they neither laugh nor smile.
They just exist,
as minds reflect upon them...
Labels:
Poem
Friday, February 27, 2015
Running
The fire in peoples eyes,
fire of hatred,
fire of greed,
fire of lust.
Clouded by ignorance,
didn't know what the true desire is...
"Once more, once more again!"
I wonder if they ever grow tired?
Overwhelmed by sound of thousand cries,
I drowned myself in countless activity...
fire of hatred,
fire of greed,
fire of lust.
Clouded by ignorance,
didn't know what the true desire is...
"Once more, once more again!"
I wonder if they ever grow tired?
Overwhelmed by sound of thousand cries,
I drowned myself in countless activity...
Labels:
Personal Thought,
Poem
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
Tranquility
The gnosis in neither sleep nor awake,
Ah! what a serene and tranquil experience,
Embraced by the sky of consciousness...
Ah! what a serene and tranquil experience,
Embraced by the sky of consciousness...
Labels:
Stanza
Friday, January 9, 2015
Fault
Clear blue sky on the day,
pitch black sky on the night.
The sky itself is neither blue or black.
The fault comes,
when we crave for a blue sky on the night,
when we crave for a black sky on the day.
The fault comes,
when we follow to where blue sky vanish on the night,
when we follow to where black sky vanish on the dawn.
Restlessly running,
never know what peace there may be in stillness.
Sinful thought at moment,
virtuous thought at another.
The mind itself is neither sinful nor virtuous.
The fault comes,
when we crave for virtuous thought when sinful thought arise,
when we crave for sinful thought when virtuous thought arise.
The fault comes,
when we follow to where sinful thought vanish on virtues,
when we follow to where virtuous thought vanish on sins.
Restlessly chasing,
never know what peace there may be in stillness.
pitch black sky on the night.
The sky itself is neither blue or black.
The fault comes,
when we crave for a blue sky on the night,
when we crave for a black sky on the day.
The fault comes,
when we follow to where blue sky vanish on the night,
when we follow to where black sky vanish on the dawn.
Restlessly running,
never know what peace there may be in stillness.
Sinful thought at moment,
virtuous thought at another.
The mind itself is neither sinful nor virtuous.
The fault comes,
when we crave for virtuous thought when sinful thought arise,
when we crave for sinful thought when virtuous thought arise.
The fault comes,
when we follow to where sinful thought vanish on virtues,
when we follow to where virtuous thought vanish on sins.
Restlessly chasing,
never know what peace there may be in stillness.
Labels:
Lesson of Live,
Personal Thought,
Poem
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