Let Me Have these Words

Happy Independence day, tho it's late.

On behalf of The Nation of Indonesia, The Land Of Pertiwi, The Land that have been being Declared its Freedom on August, 17^th year 1945.

The Land that had been won by the Partisan from Dutch and Japan For such a long torment and hardship of Colonialism.

On Behalf of the people of Indonesia, People who has a dream and hope for a better life, a hope for better future to let their main spring being risen in this land. People who fight everyday for making a better place to settle.

I am, the little girl that means nothing for you. the girl’s unknown whose voice doesn’t count.

here, beg for having a such short speech On behalf of justice, a word of dream which never be exist. a word that everyone pursuit like crazy in order to have the happiness.

we are, the Indonesian people, have been living in this country for so many times. we are the republicans, of which the pillars of it are By People, for People, to People - whose the voice should be counted seriously – have fought continually for our living.

we are due to choose the leader every five years and live under the reign of the Chosen one. we expect for the better life. the better food to eat, the better clothe to wear.

we live with hope day by day. we reckon our life to whom we’ve chosen.

now, im here to let you open your eyes. it such a waste to keep rely on a man. there’s no benefit of do some demonstration for getting justice. it’s totally false for doing many kind of for the Greater Good.

Silence.

first thing that we have to do. stay in the silence. build the foundation of Fighting Spirit.

Open Mind

let every knowledge of the earth flows to your mind, every differences, every moment that has been being happened.

Dream Visualization

think about it deeper. what kind of life you fight for, what kind of justice you wanna see.

then, Move and Create

Indonesian people, most of them stuck in a word “leader”. leader may has a choice, leader may create a good life for them, leader may bring them to the piece.

no, no, no, it’s not about it. it’s our life. it’s our nation. the simple thing to change our Faith is change ourselves.

the future of the nation is lay on the people decision.

people will lead the nation to the true identity of the nation itself.

stand, people. stop murmur, live borderless. it’s not the leader change the nation nor your faith. it’s yours.

do you remember what had been being happened on 16^th of august 1945? some people decide to Free the nation from colonialism. some people had declared the independence, some people had broadcasted it, some people decided to be free.

And because what some people had decided, there 17^th august ’45, declared as Independence day for Indonesia. not for some people. but for all the lands, even the small one, even the villagers, the newborn, the hinterland, who don’t even know what had been happened in their nation.

then we are, the independence people, today is standing in the independence nation. free to choose, to talk, to think. free to give our aspiration and free to refuse.

why we are still living borderless? why our lives overwhelm with the words “we are nothing” , “we are unseen” , “our voice doesn’t count”

go, walk, run, break the wall.

we can change our faith once we decide.

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The Decider

they decide to do something than messing around

they decide to live their lives and keep moving on

they know that their life is in their hand

they decide to win, and there they are, the winner

-pictures by google-

cause your life is too much xoxo to waste

Coins For Charity -Unschool Children-

the most important question is “What have you done for others?”

don’t you agree about this one.

well, I woke up in the morning and somehow realize. what I have done for others. how many people fight in suffering while I am dilli-dallying with my life. hip hop the life and enjoy many things that actually don’t necessary.

sometimes there’s a time when I think this life is so vain. full of vanity, many plays and filth. tho sometimes I always ensure this life is great. hence it’s better to always do the best everyday, with heart, with purity.

yesterday, a friend of mine, offered me for being a member in one of charity group “Coins For The Unschool Kid”

it makes me realize. many kids that used to be in school for studying but they can not do that or maybe some of them don’t want to do that.

again, I remember about the umbrella-boy I met when I was hanging out with my sister. it was a rainy day, rainy and windy.

my sister asked him if he don’t go to school at that hour. he said he couldn’t get to school, his family had no enough money for that, so he let his sister school instead of him. sometimes it seems pity to know this fact since our government looks like easy to spend money to build here and there. they build some skyscrapers in order to make a comfortable place to work. but let the important one just passed by.

it’s true some schools, maybe many of them in Indonesia look like a shack and sometimes placeless. the sky is the platform and the ground is the foundation. pity, yes it is.

so that, after knowing this is what really happened in Indonesia, a place that I really fond of because it’s view and people. I agree for being a member on this charity group. I hope it could be developed into a great charity group, since the government will not help at all.

Shopping (AGAIN) Wif the Girls

When the girl hear this magical word “SHOPPING” they will yell like crazy. smile like babies meettheir mommies. and maybe will jump jump. hahahaha

yes, shopping is the funniest and most relaxing activity for the girls, esp if they have a personal ATM Machine, you-know-who (but it doesn’t mean it’s good tho)

well, I’m here not to avenge the girl. im now in the boys side. wanna complain how annoying to walk the girls shop.

well, this is the story.

it was the fabulous weather in the morning, the air was good and the sky seemed friendly. it was not a windy day or cloudy day. just was a day.

I should had the appointment with my new buddy. and should had been in place in the morning, as I command beforehand to him.

but suddenly I had to settle some businesses. accompanied my best girl to the car washer and buy some painting. yeah!! that must be good. must be. I’d like to hang out with this one.

the car wash moment seemed good as usual. but when it went to find the paint moment, kinda itchy. wanted to flee somehow.

why? it’s because girls sometimes can not decide what they really want. they don’t have a plan before they go shopping. it’s totally dangerous. that’s why many girls nowadays become a businesswoman with a brilliant carrier (at least above the men’s) in order to fulfill their shopping line

think about shopping – go shopping –buy anything (I mean it! ANYTHING!)

no budgeting plan, no vision. just shopping for soul with a bunch of imagination.

and here we go, we planned. again. P-L-A-N-N-E-D to buy a can of green paint, we did find one. but girl is kinda unique, they looked another so may that they could find any better ones.

we saw four catalogs of color with many gradients. we saw samples and the label. (label is the another secret keys to shop)

okay then, we found another one for being “spare” . that if we don’t like the green.

after that, we suddenly stood in a bundle of wallpaper and wallpaper border, waw, amusing! amazing! yey yey yey

(are we here for being here? for this stuff? )

it ain’t. but girls may say this “do all at once” multi-tasking right?

I mean we had done what we had to do, then why we were still there?

because life is to much xo.. #bah CUT it up! time is precious. do the prior one. shopping and window shopping is great, but don’t be sunk. id like to walk you shop, I mean it, but sometimes if it go further to the imagination-shopping, mean no plans. I get knocked down. hahahaha

life is sure to much xoxo to waste.

Grace of being alive

Ya know, sometimes I found it totally black out. Yeah, the reason why I should be born, why-were-i-born

Everybody should has his own reason to be created by The Creator right?

But now I am looking to the moon thru my rental room windows. Have I been useful for humankinds?

No, no, it’s not about being a hero or something like that. It’s about have I created someone’s happiness with my heart, being pure and live in a total meant.

Actually, all I want is become someone that anyone could count on. Whom the shoulders are needed. The thoughts are heard and the appearance’s seen.

I wanna be a stranger but leave the mark after im gone. It’s okay for being forgotten tho, as long as when im there, I could smile happily with anyone, with heart, with no burden. Being really satisfied with the whole time I may spend with them. It’s a nice thing to help the other stranger and after that being nobody. A traveler. Time after time. Come and go. Satisfied and happy.

I wanna be a symphony for someone’s life. The lamp that they might need when sky reaches the dark. The arrival whom everyone long for.

I know my life may should be alone. But it’s not lonely.

You know, sometimes I always say to myself. You never can be lonely if you are just alone. From the beginning you are alone. Never feel the community, and become-unity with people. But sometimes I ask again to myself. Why I feel so lonely, lonely enough to kill me softly.

Ah, yeah! I yell to myself. It’s not the life I meant to be. I should be mingled. Force myself. And yes it is.. I go to the crowd. Found it sick when I feel lonely in the crowded. It won’t make me any better. Why should I do? Everybody is the stranger. They have a friend beside them to cry with, laugh with, share with. And still, I am here standing. Starred by them. They might think “why is she alone” , “what is she doing?” , “why she sat in the middle chair.” Yes I am… alone.. and the worse is, I am in the crowd.

I don’t wanna be alone. I wanna have anyone to share with, even the one is dangerous, I just want. So I start to speak to the stranger, shared a story while passing by. While watching a movie in the cinema. Made them think “who is she?” , “where is she from?” , and the most I want “it’s a graceful to meet her.”

And after that, I am in my rental room, was looking the moon thru the windows. The difference is, I smile, with my heart. Satisfied with what I do everyday, feeling grace for living in this world.

I am alive. And I have done something great today. What will I do for tomorrow, always have a hope. Life is Good -LG-

I am not empty anymore and being alone is something I looking for

Enjoy every single time with myself. It’s like I am dating myself.

And I have many stranger outside whom I can share with.

I love my life.

I feel I don’t have to pursuit the happiness anymore, because it’s in the palm on my hand.

I don’t have to live in the world anymore. Because the world lives in me, no matter I am alive or death. My appearance could be a beautiful memoriam lingering in the world. At least I think like this.

I wanna this life is total. All out. Pure and full of fight. Minimize all the bad thoughts. Start to think positive about every moment. Even being dumped and single is a funny things. A failure is an art. A success is a jackpot.

The world I looking for…

No life attached or border. All is about what’s within you. Heart. Love to stay or leave.

Because again, life measures in a moment, not a time.

Families, I hope I’ve be the best part you have.

Friends, I hope I’ve become the greatest memory would never be forgotten.

World, I drag you to my hand and heart. Happiness, I summon you to be around my life. Purity I create you to fill this bowl of my heart.

God. Thank you for making me your child.

Now I’d like to sigh, how great this life is…….

Until being vain is a sin.

My life to too much xoxo to waste.

Sorry Blogg - eerrgghh :(

Okay, Hi

i nu there's no one hi me back, there XP

no, no, no it's alright, all i wanna say is Sorry to my blog, actually i barely (shall) maybe (will) (but i dont want to-do-that)(maybe) have an affair wif "WordPush"

sometimes i found it boring to make a new post and sometimes i found it not-that-cute being blogger than a WordPusher..

im sorry again with this. but when i started to look for my "WP" themes, in order to make up my site, i just opened this blog and say "Oh Damn, my Blog is so cute somehow!!"

and here i am, blogging again xoxo..

having come to experience this moment. i think to attribute it to the humanity.

it's like

You Will Find Something is Worth after You Left It