Panggilan Sungai

    "There is no consciousness without pain. People will do anything, no matter how absurd, in order to avoid facing their own Soul. One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious." #carljung   Panggilan Sungai. Pencil on paper. 2017. Pejeng Bali #puisi ~Nyanyian Syahdu dari Syurga~... Continue Reading →

sacred love….

sacred love.... are love that grows when darkness concealed ... it comes as wild, uninvited, untamed... as weeds... but its the healer that heals a broken degraded, lifeless soul. it is life that worth to give a chance to trust what life brings u in its darkness... a time to trust your self to be... Continue Reading →

Balasan surat buat teman, Isham a.k.a Atuk Isham

Teman, kau yang  sering bertopi pada siang dan malam hari... berkemeja kadang bercorak bunga, dengan blazer, seluar bermuda dan bersepatu kegemaranmu itu... dari gaya saja sudah luar biasa, kalau pun jarak umur kita beda tapi pikiran kamu tetap berdarah muda. teman... akan aku ingat kata-kata kamu dalam satu penulisan kamu... "gila itu ada 999 macam"... Continue Reading →

Masa depan apakah yang tinggal untuk anak-anak; jika pelaburan pembangunan adalah pengkhianatan manusia pada alam yang memberikan kehidupan. mungkin kau melihat mereka yang berbakti pada alam, dengan menanam dan hidup bersama dengan aturan alam itu.... daif, tidak maju,ketinggalan zaman, miskin, kampungan... Dengan segala keyakinan mu, yang berkiblat pada wang dan kekayaan duniawi. kita hidup sekarang,... Continue Reading →

Where the Wild Love Grows.

Dark cold night, no warm of lovers love could burn a cold lost hearts. One heart felt lost and the other one felt numb... both wonders what love and how love can suddenly gone. A precious ghost that live in darkness of soul,creeping in between the their silent and kissed the lost lovers heart and... Continue Reading →

#cover Playground Love

Compilation of my photos of sunset, sunrise and wild weeds/flowers that I took near my place at Pejeng, Bali. I did this cover song (only the singing and mixing... but not instrumental sound) . i think this songs fits the photos ... well at least for me. I don't own the copyright of the instrumental... Continue Reading →

#poetry | Weeds

love, you are like weed... that grows in the hardest soils. without rain... you strive, to show that love...oh love is possible during madness and chaos inbetween days, of hopeless... and melancholic grey shades. our thoughts collide, from a galaxies of dreams only dreamer understands... your heart is where the wild flowers grows.... our moment... Continue Reading →

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