Dust

Isn’t there anything on this piece of sacred land? Is there a bit of hint that defines our emotional for the time being here? Here, in this vicinity, there are cries and anger, love and compassion, everything that we’ve been through since we are born from the maternal womb. But, the most pitiful, is that human tend to forgot about their root. Though, it is inevitable that bright future lays on the pasture of otherland across the sea. This land I am mentioning is like a source, a place that produces “resources” and “minerals”, the place that everything stays here and the person goes elsewhere, in search for another half of their soul.

Everything has changed too much to an extent that it is hard for me to differentiate between the pre- and the post-. The old one has been dust that does not even a single meaning anymore. It loses its purpose that it form a foundation-without my attention- to the existence of myself. Many thing that seems worthless to us when we are living in the future but that is what carry us through, that changed us, that transform us.

The bright and beauty come and go, and who else to stay in the old past. The hectic schedule has forsaken us, and we are forsaking the past, the memories. Who are here to stay? The past and the memories are the place where the ignorance and stubbornness persist and dwell and ponder. They have their own dreams. Those who can’t get through the boundary and overcome all that came along with forgetfulness of the past, they are not fit to be in the state that everyone is in.

Everything is started with their new faces and approach individually. There is no time for nonsense or pondering. Hit it or leave it. Get up from the chair, leave the damp old room, shut the door, expose your tender skin to the warm but vibrant sunlight, be with real ‘human’ and do something significant. A thing that will change his or her life and our own life. A win-win situation that will repeats itself by our motivation, to be in the light rather than in the darkness, to delight rather than to be doomed.

( A constant reminder and note of encouragement for ownself)

Peace and joy all along. Grace of Christ be with us all, now and forever.