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Foolsophy

we are once a wanderer of our own, chasing what’s on our mind within our own thoughts, solves our worriedness in loneliness, seeking the power of melancholic writing or searching for romanticized-lyric, just to give some relieve in our heavy-unshared thinking.

then we bumped into someone, when suddenly this customs are, well it’s not really an obligation, but you know you need some adaptation.

adjusting, to share what’s on your mind, to let them wanders around your thought with you, to welcome them on your world.

and somehow, it wasn’t as hard as you predict it would be. there’s still some things you keep to yourself, which is fairly humane I think. but after all, those fences you thought no one else could break, is piece by piece flew by without you even noticing.

 

 

that’s one person you talking about.

what about others, that came along with it?

is your fence wide enough to welcome those? or do YOU have the willingness to open your fence for them? are you comfortable enough, to adjust your highly-privatized life and turn it into a complete opposite of it?

 

human relationship possessed a completely strange vibe. you could switch over to a different personality you have never know ever existed. you suddenly have power to give in your human nature, and give way for others characteristic to penetrate you. you NEVER wanted to change things in that particular person, that never bother you in the first place, they are still as perfect as you found them way back them. you LOVE how they found comfort on others, as much as you found it on your own. then you started to consider, are you  too “exclusive”, too picky, or just vibrate in a completely odd frequency compare to others? you tried to change yourself, thinking maybe the exact problem lies within you and your stupid fences.

 

but then the question next is, are you absolutely pleasant with it?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“you could still be

what you want to be,

what you said you were,

when you met me” 

Medicine-Daughter

 

 

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Crisis, Europe, Human, Human Project, Life, Love, News, Opinion, Peace, People, Refugee, Religion, Uncategorized

Refugee 101 (On a Stranger Point of View)

Refugees:
“A person who owing to a well-founded fear of being persecuted for reasons of race, religion, nationality, membership of a particular social group or political opinion, is outside the country of his nationality and is unable or, owing to such fear, is unwilling to avail himself of the protection of that country; or who, not having a nationality and being outside the country of his former habitual residence as a result of such events, is unable or, owing to such fear, is unwilling to return to it..”
(1951 Refugee Convention in Genève, article 1)

 

 

This particular word, Refugee(s), might sound so familiar for you, as every newspaper nowadays has marked them on their headlines several times of a month, or a week even.
Their photos spread everywhere, from children to older women, with different kind of skin colors and racial status, each struggled the worst condition in human race today: the loss of human rights.

 

 

In prior year, there are millions and millions of people flown from their own countries seeking for temporary shelter with reasons like religion clash, civil wars, poor economic condition and many other reasons.
The conditions of their country seems so dreadful, they even have guts to cross ocean with minimum preparation and terrible vessels, which delivers another sad news such as sinking vessels loaded with hundreds of poor condition of people, looking for asylum (terms scholars used to call shelter for refugees).
Some stories just irritable in a sense of “are you even human to even do that to another” kind of way, when another countries simply close their doors to these refugees, even after seeing their ripped clothes or tired face after such a long journey away from home.
Possible host countries are now openly rejecting the arrival of refugees in their countries, tightening their borders with tense stand-off police, making it impossible to find a new home, and stating clearly that they are opposed refugees in their land.

Not to mention there are people, migrant who only seek for “more”, are now utilize this chaotic situation to cross neighboring countries border with the intention only to migrate easier, which only causing more trouble and hardening the life of refugees.

 

 

Really, sometimes human are sooo brilliant, and smarter when they are in trouble, or in hard time.

 

 

And more we dig about this case; one crucial word seems to be the page-turner headlines.
Religion

In most case, dissimilarity in religion leads to inability to accept new people. Which is, good Lord, aren’t we already living in 21 century, where diversities celebrated and equality honored?

European and American are even shamefully build this “phobia” upon certain religion, continues to create riots voicing their refusal of these people.
Like, really?
Even worst, similarity in religion even, could not open the eyes of humanity.
Ethnic and religion cleansing, which is nonsense in every aspect of human conscience, are the reason of Rohingya became refugees in first place, but these reasons seems nothing to neighboring countries who claimed themselves “enormous” in number of people with same religion as what these refugees believes.
You should notice them, who has the same religion as you, as your family, am I right?
Is that the basic constitution of a religion?

 

 

Religion is NOT the reason to blame. Human did.
People fear of instability. People fear of strangers. People fear of insecurity. People fear that these poor people will turn wealthy, snatched their job opportunity, and won’t go back to their country, just like what the Turks now experienced in Germany.

 

Faster we run to liberality, faster we backed right where we started.
Or even further back.
What’s different now with isolated ghetto in Europe, or Berlin Walls, or the fear of Jewish community taken control of European economy back in 1930s?
Goodbye Schengen. Goodbye Union. Goodbye free trade. Goodbye solidarity

 

 

 

But refugee is not as simple as morality anymore.

It’s about ego combined with sense of security topped with greed.
Government, people nowadays call it.
Morality came in 100th place, they even discussed on “trading” refugees to 3rd party countries, when the host country could not or would not accept them.
Did you see the “shelter” or can we say remote island Australian has built to cage the unwanted refugee?
Dreadful, when you imagine kids locked up in a tiny island.
Not to mention how shelters are now privatized by their government and people are making business out of it.

Hell.
Refugees are people; they are not products to be packaged at the lowest price and sold to the highest bidders, guys.

 

 

Somehow, when I read those articles, this tiny part of my heart felt, sadly, relieved.
Relieved that I don’t have this necessity to ‘choose’ to whom I’ve belonged to.
Relieved that I always been welcome to this country I called home.
Relieved that I could educate myself, praise whatever whoever wherever I want, deliver opinion and express myself in every possible way I could think of.

(Anyway, I read one article that could sooth my heart. It’s about religion as part of solution, where thousands of people out there already believe it as driving force behind wars.
Religious leader should gathered up and conduct interfaith discussion more often so that they could acts as a peacemaker and reconciler, as the voice of conscience, to make sure that Religion is here in this world to unite, not divide humanity)

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Year-End

I wish:

1. This childish part of me would be disappeared, not instantly but day by day. Stop being an ignorant brat; do everything much faster than I was before; most importantly to be able to think about others first than mine.
2. I could sectioned my head to dozens counterparts that work individually, so that I could think million different things at the same time.
3. I have nerves to do, to speak, to act as what my head asked me to do.
4. My head could operate rationally once in a while. Especially when Life doesn’t need your heart to take part on making decision.
5. I could be the reason for someone’s happiness, the source of somebody’s laugh, the one that relieve pains. It doesn’t need to be major, small things do have impact even just tiny little bit.

I’m good at making lists.
Terrible at turning it to reality.

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Capability

The greatest gift God ever gave to humanity is the capability of surviving.

The urge to protect yourself from harm; the urge to have chances; the urge to live.


It not always have to be some major act, things like searching for free food when you have no money on your pocket, or scream your lungs out when something scared you off, or even to push yourself to cheat on test when you ran out of time.
These acts, are the way your body telling you to survive, because yes they wanted to have chances.

Your body and mind believe that there will be something more, hopefully better, after those moments.


So this morning, I read these moving articles about these extraordinary children called feral children.
These children have bravery and willingness to live, higher than any other people you might ever know, since they survived themselves by living with animals.

From the tiniest age, they already taught themselves how to live, to eat, to crawl like animals, just so that they could live another day.

And it’s not a matter of a week or two, but years of survival.
One child, for instance, whose life already transmitted into dozen kinds of documentaries in Ukraine, found living with dogs for 6 years, she can barely spit any kind of human voices when found and preferring to act as her companion: dogs.
On other cases, this Cambodian girl, who spent most of her life in a rare jungle for almost 19 years, was found in the jungle. After living as “human” for 3 years, she still craves the needs to live as one of the jungle community.
Fled back several times to the nearest jungle, slept for days in farms, refused to speak and clothed, she continues to show her longing for her old life in the jungle.

As I read further case after case of these feral children, when pity surrounded the news and discussion board as they continue to find ways to redirect these children to the normal terms of humanity, I felt sad instead.

Sad because, what if these children found comfort not within human, but within animals?

What if these constant compulsions to make them as people in general, are actually making them frustrated and happiness that people wanted them to feel are ceased instead?

Happiness is subjective.
We can’t generalize things that made one person happy will create the same result to the others.
We might think that the ability to speak, to walk straight, to talk to others, can create happiness.
But others, strange as it is, might find happiness in the middle of silence, in the moment when their skin touches dirt and soil, in the comfort of animals as companion.

People who never been introduce to proper urban life, who spent most of their life living under poor condition with no technologies, might be happier than us who has been exposed to many different kind of modern living.
With “not knowing” what they have been missing,they ARE happy beyond words.
The way we taught them that there’s so much more out there, on the other hand, is may somehow increasing their span of happiness level and at the same time decreasing their state of happiness.
Knowing more, making them feeling less, if that’s make sense.

Prosperity is, suddenly, a warranty of achieving happiness.

 

 

What made me even sadder after reading site by site of these feral children, is not the condition these kids have been living.
But how, after being back to humanity, some kids found the companions of rural animals and bonds they’ve made are far better than human they have been known.

Is their home so bad, they rather spent their entire lifetime with creatures who know nothing but how to survive?
Is human love, things we celebrate and proud of the most, somehow can be weaker than animal instinct?


To read more about these incredible and brave children:
http://www.bbc.com/culture/story/20151012-feral-the-children-raised-by-wolves
http://channel.nationalgeographic.com/videos/feral-children/
http://www.tampabay.com/features/humaninterest/the-girl-in-the-window/750838
And Wikipedia always a good source of curiosity 🙂

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Nothing Lasts Forever

1. Give thanks, to every single one who made you smile, even a little bit;

2. Respect those, who inspire your life-changing decision, the one who simply made you have that courage to wake up this early morning, or those who made you stand right where you are.

3. Grateful for, people who laugh at your jokes, and forgive you when you got a little bit off the roads

4. Spread love, to those who are longing for warm embrace, those who always misses, those who crave attention

5. Pay attention, on what people said wholeheartedly, on what your closest wanted you to do, if those for your own good or your surroundings

6. Speak, what hurt your heart the most, what you think was right, and what you wanted the world to change.

7. Stand up, for what you believe, for who loves you, and for someone who means the world to you.

semoga bisa. semoga bisa. semoga bisa.

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Ticking Time

Which one will you choose, if you have to choose with no turning around, between these two choices:

The right one in the wrong time, Or the wrong one in the right time?

Time’s a bitch, people said. Some things that should be wonderful in the past, when it occurred again in the future, might seem to be a blah, or awful somehow.

Some people that you begged for in time’s needed, now might seem to interfere your life too much, or might be accompany by others which, as miserable as it might sound, is not you and it sucks.

Time is NOT the main villain here, in my opinion.

Human did. We change as time goes by, time’s just relatively moving along side our lifetime pan.

Maybe in the past, those wonderful things that you WISH to happen to you, only satisfy you temporarily when those things are the only things matter in that period of time. Appearance, style, score test, those things might be your whole world in your teen age to earn respectable social status, but as you grew, is it still as important?

Or you grew to notice that, the actual social environment you need, does not even care about your perfected appearance, your quirky style, your ups-and-down score test. They need reality.

Same as people. Back in the days, maybe those certain people are a no-go for you.

They lack of this, they don’t go along with you, they are beyond you, and so many other reasons that set you apart with certain someone. But as the world rolling, are you really needing those capabilities you’ve been criticizing them all along?

Or you actually need them, just to balance out your life, as you now recognize that nothing’s perfect, nothing’s immaculate, nothing will ever going as you plan.

And this moment, this very moment, when you realize that those things are what you need, or you don’t care less, the ticking time will be your worst enemy, or as we may say, a bitch.

What if, when you realize that you need something, or someone, or some spare time, those things already belong to someone else, or even don’t want to be related any further with you?

What if those things are already broken to pieces, without you have any clue whatsoever how to turn it right what it started?

What if, everything else’s perfect, except timing?

Would you consider to let your ego take over, fight for what you believe fits you right, without considering others who get hurt, or left behind?

Or you stick to what YOUR heart told you, that nothing’s good ever come up to those who hurt others?

That good things always wait, always patient, until time finally turn around and finally recognize you, and choose you over everything else.

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