Archive for July, 2008

26
Jul

Price of Christ

Another day, another dime. While everyone else’s dime is just regular dime, mine is made of the thickest blood and has been buried deep under the mother’s soil that it has turn solid rock. When a human finally found it, it shows the shiniest dime from the way time sculptured it with hard lessons and smoldering look the dime itself shown.


Money is what represents the world to us, with such a pretty marketing package, bonus it’s offer
ed, beautiful things you can have and cuddle at night. Something to accompany the lonely heart of yours. Money in different shapes and sizes, even now you don’t have to carry it anywhere, wow. Beautiful, beautiful money. Be cautious.


We are merely a speckle in this big universe in a bond of unseen emotion and the feelings of curiosity of who, what, when and how we are actually here. Some find it as an inner peace
and feeling of satisfaction that they already know the answer. But the big question now is present-future, the afterlife. What happen next to our biological form are already answered by science: deceased, dust to dust. But what about the life within us? The logos inside that actually made us human and equally valuable to life itself.

I know what happen to me, safe andBlood_of_christ sound beside my Creator, the big JC: Jesus Christ. He has bought me back from the dead that I’m supposed to end with. He has paid for all my sins not with money or gold or any cheque in the world, but He paid mine with His blood. He died for me by being crucified to death even though He did nothing wrong, but He did that with nothing in return but for the sake of my life. The sweet Lord assures my name to be listed to sit and lived with Him forever with nothing but joy and happiness after this world ends.

Kinda too much for ya? Well, I’m telling you that even now when I’m still here and being tortured with all the problems in my life, Jesus Christ always there to ease my pain and always, I mean always give me strength to get through it. I’m not feeling afraid when He’s there, like you found your peace and not afraid to face anything. He’s like all the doctors put together when you’re sick, even better! And what makes it awesome is that He never rejects you when you’re down and even when nobody wants you anymore.


Jesus Christ always open His arms big and wide, and smiles that He wants us to know that everything is gonna be alright from now on. All you have to do is simple; just admit ALL
your mistakes for real, promise to change to a better individual, surrender to His guidance coz He’s good at it, don’t let yourself to steer your life but let Him be your wheel and follow His lead. Just learn to listen, and you know He actually answered all your prayers. That’s it, simple right. The price to be saved by Christ is nothing, but the value is everything.



Based on true story: mine.

17
Jul

BIG as I am

Here I am.Huge

Bewildering by the strange facts I’m facing a big bad wolf
of life yet I don’t feel worry.

My heart is as calm as white snow that covers the South Pole
and the polar bears come out to play.

Singing with my mouth close, here comes the sound of
clapping from the empty audience.

Sorry.

Myself is dimming like a moth to a fire, slowly found his
happiness and dying at the same time.

Seeing, singing, screaming, it’s all the same to me now.

Now my body as my temple is closing in to defeat the light
from coming out and filled by emptiness.

Grinning in believing.

To be sent out to ocean of pearls and blueberries, sweet
sweet blueberries.

My left foot now saying to me he wants to be the right foot
and my right foot wants to be the thumb.

Strange again. Alone again.

Tiny people tie me down with their dogma in this huge
tunnel. It feels good, I must say.

To have a crowd in my gigantic universe that I never own but
I controlled.

Red birds, yellow birds, big birds, low birds are flying
through the cracks in my heads.

To see new freedom and start from zero that was just a
speckle.

Now I’m big as I am. Dot.

10
Jul

Thy Kingdom Come

Have
you ever reach that point where your life suddenly changes? I mean by changes,
is big, major, extreme, vast change.
Where everything that means the world to
you is suddenly just a small pebble and it so longer mean anything now.
Because
you believe that something even better is waiting and coming soon. But it all
start with sacrifices; everybody must do a little sacrifices.

I
must confess that now I’m on the
stage of changing. What the preachers are
preaching every Sunday ma
Transformationss is happening to me now. What people say in famous
books I’m reading is touching me now, because I believe. Believe in what? In
nothing.
When nothing is matter, that is when I can feel free, that’s the time
that I leave all the burdens and become this new…me.

When
I walk home today the sky was dark, the streets were crowded with cars and
motors and busy people trying to get home too. And I see in my pocket is
nothing but around 5 dollar. Now that’s for.. I dunno, until I got my first pay
check, and that is until I got a job first.
I don’t deny I’m stressed out,
[hey, I’m no Superman here] but I’m not depressed. Live is full of color and
this one is just a bit of grayish.

Well,
you can say I’m depressed actually. Why? Because in the past week I felt that
someone’s is following me in the street as I crossing, on the bridge and on the
sidewalk. When I look back there was no one there.
I see shadows approaching
and I can feel it touches me on my shoulder but there was no one.
Hell, its
kinda freak me out, hahahaha.

My
life is on the verge. Gosh, how ironic I’m using the word “verge” when I only
read it in other’s people story in a magazine in the column of “sit and weep”. I got debts to
clear, bills to pay and I ain’t even got a real job. Just thousands and
thousands of interview. But not a word of giving up coming out of my mouth. This
is time for me to change, to throw the old bad habits [oh yeah, I’ve been a
bad, bad boy].
God touches me and remind me that I’ve been spoiling His
blessing.
I always want the honey but never taste a sour medicine.

This
is hurt I’m telling you, but all of this is the way to wake me up. Nothing as
good as we’re still reminded with a little gentle touch from the Sweet Lord.
Hey,
this probably the gentlest reminder, who knows there are far more harsh way.
I just
smile, use my brain and listen to what He gotta say. To many times I close my
ears and eyes and always do what my ego told me.

We
just have to listen when we still could. And the smartest way to listen is when
we learn to be quiet. In peace we can hear He lead us to a better path.
We may
not walking or running, maybe we’re crawling slowly so we don’t miss anything.
As
in this changes happen, I must put it in action too. I learn to forgive
everyone and forgive myself. Sometimes even a principle and idealism can be
altered as part of sacrificing for a better and bigger part. Because I believe I
can fulfill my goals and still become a better person [hey, I’m living my name!]

Strength,
courage and wisdom, that’s all I need.

I dedicate this writing to Alexander Riau, a
friend in need is a friend indeed.

02
Jul

Perfectionist-Obsessive-Compulsive

I have a thought that’s been
circling my head like sharks in the warm Australian currents.

I can’t hObsessiveave everything that I
wanted. I mean, some things are just beyond my reach and I must accept it. I’m
not the type of person who gives up when I can’t have it and leave it to fate.
Deep down inside, my compulsiveness is disappointed by my losing of fulfillment
of what I want.
So, to cover my disappointment, I MUST BE that thing that I
can’t have. I must become that thing that is beyond reach for someone’s. Is
that rational?

I understand and fully aware that
my behavior of obsessive-compulsive is getting me worried in the last couple of
years. It’s getting me freaky and I’m just afraid if I’m going to be the next
Hitler.
Disasters always start from one puny wishes and one big temptation to fulfill
it. What if I’m like Napoleon with a desire so immense that he want to make one
great big United States of Europe.

I talked with  Yuni, Danny & Yunus. This is their answer:

Yuni: “For me,it’s not.Because it means,you’ll be forcing yourself
beyond your powers. You don’t always get what you want in life,dear.But,you can
always make the best out of what you already got.Who knows,it might even be
better compared to the one you want but can’t have..”

Danny: “nah, klo gag berhasil menjadi (EN: so, if we can’t succeed becoming) the thing that u cant
have… what would u do??? [...the secret recipe of d Legendary NoodleSoup is n
o t h i n g... Kungfu Panda]

Yunus: “Every human is trying at their best, if they can’t succeed
and have what they wanted, try for option B.”
(Well, we talked on the phone for hours and this is the bottom line of
what he was saying).

But for me, I still try to
understand why. Why am I so perfectionist obsessive-compulsive freak? Why
people just accept fate? Why humans are given all the powers in the universe
but still limited to things?
Humans are blessed with the power of light, heat,
magnetism, gravity, and all the energies of the universe, but why are they
limiting themselves?

I’m not speaking about law and
social morals, but more into the willingness deep inside that small nerves and
neurons inside each and every biological body of ours of wanting something. Like
me, I want something, I must get it in every way, no option B.
The eager, the
spirit is so great within me. What makes the difference is time of fulfillment.
I’m very patience and diligent in doing the thing to get to the thing that I wanted.
Notobsessive

It’s not a question of do I need
that thing that want or what would I do when I get that thing, it’s more into
process when I’m dealing with myself. Process is far more important that the result.
Process brings you into the level of achievement of development of a mutual
individual.
When I want it, nothing can replace it or come in between, probably
X-factor come along the journey but that just add more into until I get what I want.
And that is that.