I think this is the longest time I stop writing here (or maybe not). Life has been running faster and sometimes, I don’t exactly sure how I got here. It is weird that God suddenly opens a lot of doors in the same time and I was slapped by the fact that He does love me and I think I don’t love Him back as equal. It is sad and pitiful. But I don’t want to stop being a better person.
Category: Colors
In between daily life, works, journey, and other routines, I find inspiration hidden everywhere. All those beautiful colors are meant to paint the world in the most unsuspected ways.
One Way or Another
I’ve always dream about a winter vacation for a long time. But when the weather forecast said it was minus 6 degree outside and I cannot feel my face while strolling around the city, that’s when I know travelling on winter is a bad idea. I was tucking under my bed sheet and ready to sleep when I scrolled to the endless unread emails on my inbox. Subscribing to a whole bunch on Newsletter is a great idea on one side, but a messy and irritating things on the other side. One e-mail stands out for me. It was the 2016 Annual Letter from Bill & Melinda Gates.
Bill Gates has been a long time hero from me. Far before Andrew Stanton and John Lasseter introduced me to the wonder of Toy Story, Gates introduced me to the wonder of the future. Reading words from a long time hero made me sentimental, in such a way, that I start to remember every single dream and everything I wanted to be. As I read every sentences and every words, I felt tears were running down my face. I tucked my bed sheets higher to cover all my head so my sisters do not see me cry.
It was hard for anyone to grow up and find that life doesn’t get easier when you work harder. To find that there’s always greater obstacle, there’s always more comparison. To find that as we get older, none of our plan might work after all. That dreams are another series of unchecked to-do list.
You’ll find that along the way, people will tell you to not giving up and you will tell yourself that dreams will find a way. The hardest part is when you find out that maybe time is running out faster.
When I graduated from bachelor degree, like any other fresh graduate, the choice is split between two things, get a good master degree or get a good job. I chose the latter because my father said so. Then gone the dream. Sometimes, I feel that I might waste time for nothing. But I know it wasn’t nothing. I get up every day, giving my best, living the life. Sometimes, I don’t fancy the job, but it pays the bill, and I’m happy for whole other reasons. There are times that I wasn’t though, but I can keep it up. I always know that I can make it work.
As I grow up, there are many questions about what makes people happy, what makes them satisfied, and fulfilled. In terms of job, life, relationship, etc. I always find that it’s overrated to be questioned that kind of things. I’m easily happy, satisfied, and fulfilled. I don’t want to regret a thing, whether it’s a whole bunch of mistakes or a disappointment. But if there is one thing I want to have more of, is selfishness.
I can’t choose between getting a master degree and my father’s opinion. I can’t choose between working somewhere remote and get paid well or stay behind in home and settled with one job. I can’t choose between providing for my family or get broke and started the business I wanted. If I have a little bit more selfishness, I might choose the other and live a different life. But I didn’t and I won’t.
Sometimes, it is tempting to always prioritize yourself more. Hop on a train to somewhere else. Eating like there’s tomorrow. Buy something out of curiosity. But then, someone else or something else matters more than that. That’s when I realized, maybe my life is not that bad. Compromising a lot of things and trying to make it work in a small way. It won’t prolonged my life, but at least, I know I’ve made the right decisions, for me.
We live in fast rotating worlds, walking in a fast lane. Sometimes, maybe you should slow down a bit, and asking about what are the things you want to be remembered of. It was hard at first, to find out that maybe, I might miss a lot of opportunities in my short life. But then, we value different things in life and it may change every single year. Things that I really wanted 5 years ago maybe does not relevant with me anymore. Each of us will take different paths somewhere along the way and it’s totally okay to choose a different one each and everytime. I hope, it will be one hell of a ride for you :)
Seoul.
February 26, 2016.
You’re Not The Only One Who’s Scared
Because we live in this crazy world where we have to fight for every scrap, and I’m constantly scared that, if I slow down, life is just gonna pass me by. Everything moves so quickly, so chaotically, so uncaringly fast, threatening at all times to mow us down or overtake us. And so I speed up, too! I join the rat race! I know it’s unhealthy, I know it’s wrong, but I can’t slow down. It’s why I burned down that school! It’s why I blame everything on the Mongols and the World Bank and the I.M.F. and Robert Mugabe and Cecil Rhodes and Immanuel Kant and Freud and Maslow and Chomsky and your mother! But it’s me. It’s just me! That’s why I wanted you to strap in. I wanted you to strap in because the “seat belt” is just a frail bandage holding together my reckless life!
My Nephew Has Some Questions by Jesse Eisenberg (The New Yorker)
Coloring Rhythmics
In the mood to make collages and color schemes. Hoping to make something out of it later.
You know, I love gymnastic routine. It is one of those things that I randomly like to watch on ESPN (along with cheerleading championship).
Especially rhythmic gymnastic ♥
And aside from that, ballet routine is slightly the same thing, but with softer vibes.
I would love to try using this pastel scheme someday. What have been inspired you lately?
The Storm
There is a storm coming.
Closer.
A storm that eats the heart out of people.
Or empathy.
It keeps eating and eating.
Until the only one left, is ego.
And now, nothing can stop that storm.
It is closer than anything else.
Some people think they are better than everybody else. It is like how most parents said that attending science class is better than social class in high school. It is like how some people are full of themselves on getting to Oil & Gas company while other get a job in banking. It is like how some people are proud to answer a name of government’s company when some relatives asked where you work. It is like how piss some people are when there is other person who prefers K-Pop than indie music. It is like how most of us always think.
It is not entirely wrong since maybe that is how people appreciate things. But that is when it’s entirely wrong because that is not how other people appreciate things. We are nothing than a dust in the universe. Take all the ornaments and you’re no different than any other.
People are made from different kind of formula, they are not a mold that gives the same result in the same situation. Even mold cracks. People are people, the most treasured things on humanity is our differences. It is a pity that we degraded our value by how many likes we get or how much attention we received by others. It is a pity that we compared our success and our failure with others. It is a pity that we think that our value are better than any other people. While the truth is, nothing stays with you when you’re dead. And there is already a judgement waiting you ahead.