“What goes around, comes back around.”
Best Thing I Never Had - Beyoncé (Cover) by @YarraKayaRaya
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Life was so different when apple and blackberry were just fruits.
We’re all in the same game, just different levels. Dealing with the same hell, just different devils.
“Tak terasa gelap pun jatuh, di ujung malam menuju pagi yang dingin.Hanya ada sedikit bintang malam ini, mungkin karena kau sedang cantik-cantiknya.”
Maybe In Another Universe, I Deserve You
What if, in another universe, I deserve you?
Hear me out. There’s this philosopher from the 1890s named William James, and he coined this theory about “the multiverse” which suggests that a hypothetical set of multiple universes comprises everything that can possibly exist simultaneously.
Are you following? The entirety of space, time, matter and energy is all happening at once in different timelines: It’s the idea of parallel universes. Right? So okay, let’s presume the multiverse is real.
Well then, maybe somewhere in those infinite universes is one, or several, where I deserve you.
Maybe there’s a universe out there — happening now — where we end up together and when I close my eyes at night, I’m not dreaming the way a normal person would. Instead I’m seeing flashes of our lives in the multiverse. They’re not simple dreams because I miss you, right? They’re scientific, anachronistic visions.
For instance :
In this universe, I don’t want a family, but maybe in another, I’m more of the type to settle down. Maybe there’s a universe where you hold my hand while I give birth to our daughter in a white hospital room with pink flowers and fuzzy teddy bears on the window sill. Where we take family vacations and pose for dorky pictures in our neon bathing suits on the sands of a Florida beach. Where we curl up to watch a cheesy movie at the end of a long day in our big, green, suburban house once the kids have fallen asleep.
Maybe there’s a universe where we are middle-aged and taking our child to college and bickering over where to put her dresser or what posters she should hang up. Where you kiss her on the forehead ‘goodbye’ and we drive home in contented, proud silence, your fingers grazing my knuckles, our wedding rings glistening. Where we both have gray hair and we laugh and smile and hug and drink lemonade on the porch.
Maybe there’s a universe where that’s the life I want. Where I don’t second guess everything and I’m not afraid of commitment and of the future and of love. Maybe there’s a universe without all the noise in my head and the pride that makes me so fiercely independent and the coldness in my heart that I can turn on and off like a security fence.
Maybe there’s a universe where I’m the right person for you. Where I adore every nice thing you did for me without starting to resent you. A universe where you actually end up with someone who appreciates you. Where no one becomes a doormat. Where both of us can shed our baggage and curiosity and issues. A universe where we’re happy — without wondering if that happiness is some messed-up Jenga game ready to topple at the slightest quiver. A universe where we’re comfortable and sure, and we have cats.
Maybe there’s a universe where we fall asleep next to each other every night like spoons, like two innocent bunnies — my face buried in your neck, hugging your warmth — and we both don’t want anything or anybody else. Where we don’t want more, we just want each other.
Grateful
Life isn’t always great, but we never run out of reasons to be grateful. We own so many things so that we forget what we had and get too focus in what we haven’t had yet. We are indeed the minions of capitalism.
I bet we all forget when is the last we stop because we had enough, not because we run out of time then we stop. Animals get fat when they become pet. They get lazy and become spoiled brats. Animals living in the wild never get fat, they get big because it’s how they survive. Otherwise, they’re dead. Yet they know they have to have just enough, since too much will be a burden that might make them get caught.
When we understand the nature, we have all the wisdom we need to be human. Otherwise, we are viscious thinking animal. Which one are you?
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Life is already filled with enough people who want to bring you down.
Kita tak akan pernah tahu bagaimana cara semesta bekerja.
Betapa uniknya ia berkarya.
Kitapun tak dapat menyangka apa yang akan semesta berikan untuk kita.
Sadarkah bahwa semua yang terjadi bukan takdir semata?
Semestalah yang membuka jalannya untuk kita.
Terima kasih, terima kasih, terima kasih.
Secangkir rona indah warnamu sudah cukup untuk menyempurnakan tiap malamku.
Magical To-do List
#MagicalMay2012 #Day18
Wah, ternyata saya sudah tertinggal cukup jauh untuk terus mengikuti #MagicalMay2012, karena ada beberapa hal yang membuat saya sulit menyempatkan waktu untuk membuka tumblr. Tapi di luar itu, saya mencoba untuk tetap berkomitmen dengan semesta.
Tentang 3 hal yang ingin saya lakukan dan selesaikan. Pertama, saya ingin mempunyai usaha sendiri. Sepertinya memang susah untuk menjadi wira usaha. Cita-citanya sih ingin punya cafe sendiri, tapi itu mungkin entah kapan di masa depan. Dan kemarin, gagal untuk usaha sablon baju karena masalah modal dan keterampilan yang masih minim.
Kedua, saya mau cepat menyelesaikan skripsi, lalu sidang kelulusan, dan diwisuda. Semoga terealisasikan dengan lancar. Yang ketiga ini mungkin tidak akan terselesaikan. Saya ingin terus membahagiakan orang tua dengan berbagai cara. Karena saya pikir sampai hari inipun saya sama sekali belum membuat mereka sepenuhnya bahagia oleh apa yang telah saya perbuat atau hasilkan.
Ketiga hal tersebut mungkin hanya sebagian kecil atas seluruh kebahagiaan yang akan saya dapatkan di masa depan. Dan untuk itu semua, saya berterima kasih, terima kasih, dan terima kasih.
Berhenti berpikir pakai kepala. Secerdas-cerdasnya otak kamu, tidak mungkin bisa dipakai untuk mengerti hati.
Jalan kita mungkin berputar, tetapi satu saat, entah kapan, kita pasti punya kesempatan jadi diri kita sendiri.
