Good night friends, hopefully you guys in a happy day.
To me life is a string of abstract meaningful stories. Bias in daily life on canvas without base color. When happy, how canvas always wanted colored with colorful ink rainbow. But when it was sad, the canvas seemed to be wet with a puddle of water and hard to stain except with a splash of pitiless mud.
Crawling, sitting, walking and running (read: allegory of life stages) is one phase in every form of life. No human can jump over that phase. The flow of life has never changed even though times have changed days and obsolescence replaced the rapid flow of technology. Keep rolling does not stop for a moment when crushing the life that was walking.
Crying or laughing, black or white, good or bad, noisy or silent, screaming or silent is just a small part of every side of life. All must be divided on two sides, as God has outlined that everything in this world is created in pairs. His great power that has created everything perfectly and in balance.
The heat of the sun that burns my skin now keeps me mute at a mute angle. How I longed for the grains that fell from the sky and was able to reconcile the arid earth with water. The more I understand that every crying can sometimes ease the tightness in the heart will be a form of turmoil. Did not rule out also when the clear water in the eye can make the expression of happiness looks so perfect.
For me, a piece of life is a trip, not a destination. Life is just a bridge built by Him and created to be as beautiful as possible by us, even more beautiful than the ever-present rainbow colors. It is not as easy as painting a picture on a piece of paper, but is not it God's perfect gift for thinking and digesting human beings as the most noble creatures among other beings?
Continuing to learn and practice coloring the sky that overshadows the days with beauty is a long life learning without end. Occasionally stopping to sigh from the frenzied and frenetic world of increasingly wild uncontrollable. Occasionally look back to catch something that has been meaningful in the past or remember happiness as an infusion of days that get heavier with age. But do not ever stop to keep dreaming about improving our lives in the future.
Always grateful for the life God has chosen for us is one of the efforts to create beauty in our lives. Convince yourself and your heart to never stop hoping that someday every living soul Insha Allah will find a beautiful answer in the end for this long journey full of question marks. Keep the spirit, do not give up and always be kind to deny to Him as the sole owner of our life destiny.
Sewing drugs or sweet as sugar, life remains a journey that we must travel without we can menawarnya. Whatever will happen in the future, remain optimistic. Although in reality for the next second, God still allows the way of life to be mysterious to all of us.
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