Mythical Wanderer

Posts from the ‘Writing’ category

We as beings instinctively have the ability to progress and evolve through change or adaptation because life is a dynamic entity. These process leads to discoveries that can quench our existence through a sense of connection and thus the ability to see beauty beyond what our eyes can see or what our senses may feel.

Life is an abstract form of beauty that finds it formless existence as real as what we can touch physically. To perceive is to release our perspective from its boundaries that society has established. Leap in silence then true form will emerge.

We seek answers to the edge of the world yet it lies under our skin.

Life is a complex simplicity. The structure that nature has built us upon would probably be the most minimalist and sophisticated yet the intricacy is so refined and delicate. It’s simple … but compplex … really beautifull .

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Everytime i see my digital clock in such a particular timing…i ponder..

What is it all about ?

The number , the timing, the coincidence … does it mean anything or maybe it’s nothing ? I should experiment … start doing a log everytime i see timing like this. Maybe there’s a pattern in coincidence … Maybe i can draw it ? Maybe i can translate into notes and make music …

I’ve always believe there’s something in nothing and nothing in something Maybe this can help my theory.

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31, Dec 2009
4.59 PM

Tonight there will be a full moon .
While tourists and expats are scrambling to get their new year ready … Balinese are getting ready for their full moon ceremony. I was driving to Bintang supermarket this afternoon to find chaos. I try to be still and graceful about it.

I had a particular feeling this morning… the same feeling i always have every year  on 31 december … a sense of something happening tomorrow , an event that maybe or maybe won’t change the course of my life or this planet, a new page ? resolutions made by millions of people ? hopes ? i ask my self what’s the big deal with new year ?

I guess i’m just fed up with resolutions made to be left uncomplished … despite that i decided to make one this morning but  manage to accomplish it 12 hours before new years … that is to replace my old dying phone with a new one =) i’m glad i did it … a pat on the back by myself …feels nice =D

I don’t have any plans or expecting a big night .  Just a few friends under the full moon will do .

All is good =)

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It is without doubt, that things do happen accordingly. Given time, space and most important the diligence of the person seeking them. Truth unfolds to those who seek yet the magnitude of such event relies on the strength of the seeker. To receive the truth of a knowledge so powerful can blind the mind . Great understanding comes through great patience.

The soul grows with each knowledge received hence the relativity our perception evolves into progression. Would truth be a relativity in relevance to our progression ?

Even black has many colors….Coming from a design background… as black as a black can be it can be red hued black or blue hued black… the only time I’ve seen true pitch black that made me thought I was blind is only at Nyepi .

The more we know the more we do not know…
The never ending quest to questions becomes the fuel the existence of truth.

infinite thoughts. N .

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22 Dec 2007 ( Yule-Summer Solstice Southern Hemisphere )

Feet floating amidst the ether…
gravity pulling and churning vaguely from beneath like an unfinished symphony…
distant but close as if it were inch apart…

…Layers of unsettling events in between…

….Restless…

She sat and ponder looking at the distance…
What are those … like memories of a dream…
Unseen but familiar…not too far beyond her eyes…

…Mirages of emotion scattered…

…Vast…

The infinite clarity of sky could intimidate those who understand its perpetual context…
because in truth…it folds into us just as far…

Can we bear the sky within us ?

Day dissolve into a violent hue…
where blue is slashed with ribbons of pink and tangerine…
it shed of light and it turns to night…

Can you hear ?

Trinkets of sounds…
They are singing with her…
And she drifted to slumber …

Sleepy baby…

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