Price Thou Hast Paid for Me

"Father is Son, and Son is Father,
An entity which within lies a Holly Soul of essence, the source of everything.

Through the throne of thorns, Thou hath lifted all darkness once covering the hungry hearts,
Thus be the pain and suffer marked unto Thee, for it would heal the hope of serenity.
Blood shed and Flesh slaughtered, but Thou hath triumphed the delusion of mortality.

But we, we're just disloyal masters for Thee, despite Thy faithful sacrifice serving our greedy thirst;
We forget and look away from the Calvary, the place Thou hath ended all sorrow and mourning.

The stormy skies beneath mock but heaven prevails upon life,
The True Lord shoulders our impurity, hence whom is it we should fear? We fear not.
Because we grip firmly on Thy fidelity, for we're to be the sons who once were lost but now are found."

Token of Serenity

"As we have a look
at those fishes
competing and fighting
over food
in a rage,

That's as much
as our inner-self
by the same token
covered in darkness
losing serenity of itself"

—Gerry Susanto (Paduma)

Short Story: The Other Face of Failure

'Tis just a regular day, nothing awesome happens, and I'm making my way home from school. Going through the same pavements I personally always choose for my way back, with some bushes and few big trees as the decorations of the street, I on my feet take some walks. I never know whether in everyone's head will always there be full of noises, but at least it's exactly kind of silence I have.

There are times when I wonder 'bout my whole life. So many failures I've made, so little I can be proud of. Often times I feel inferior to people I meet; fortunately and unfortunately, too many great people I meet get close to me. So whenever I walk around, looking right and left, I just sigh a breath.

The Beauty of Letting Go

It is never easy to find a place we can belong to. It is never easy to find people we can feel comfortable sharing stories of our joys and tears with. It is never easy to finally open the doors & windows of our hearts then take a seat in relax letting everything coming in & out. When we have found them and finally have opened them, we just don't want to lose them. We strive our best to have the firmest grip ever upon them.

The problem with such factual concept is ideally, life doesn't work that way. We plan and design it like a building, but it has never been within the possession & jurisdiction of ours even though we follow all of the theoretical guidelines. For everything in life is conditional, they all have the limit of time period; just like life ahead is there death. Thus, the place & the people will someday have to be gone. The doors and the windows will have to be shut off again. And we, are alone again.

The Cage We Choose

"Look at the birds!
Although
we’ve opened the cage
trying to release them
to the open nature,
still they don’t
fly outside
liberating themselves from.

Isn’t it just like us,
that although
we’ve been shown
the pathways of liberation
from this infinite wheel
of suffer,
we anyway choose
not to be freed?”


—Marcelina, Home Affairs of IKMAB UNS 2014, at Qing Ming Festival in UNS Boddhisasana Temple

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“或生而知之、或學而知之、或困而知之、及其知之、一也。或安而行之、或利而行之、或勉強而行之、及其成功、一也。”

"Ada orang yang sejak lahir sudah bijaksana, ada yang karena belajar lalu bijaksana, ada yang karena menanggung sengsara lalu bijaksana; tetapi Kebijaksanaan itu Satu juga. Ada orang yang dengan tenang tentram dapat menjalani, ada yang karena melihat faedahnya lalu dapat menjalani, dan ada pula yang dengan susah payah memaksa diri untuk menjalani. Tetapi hasilnya akan Satu juga."

"Some are born with the knowledge of those duties; some know them by study; and some acquire the knowledge after a painful feeling of their ignorance. But the knowledge being possessed, it comes to the same thing. Some practice them with a natural ease; some from a desire for their advantages; and some by strenuous effort. But the achievement being made, it comes to the same thing."

—Confucius, Doctrine of Mean, Chapter XX: 9