8.30AM…the rain is still pouring from the sky…leaving a wet mark all over the place. I never hate rain, actually, I love it to much, except sometimes, I feel sorry for flood that usually came with a long hard pouring rain. This lovely morning, with the breeze from my window…feels so peaceful.
Last night, I have a long chat about life with my self. About motivation and positive thinking “way of life”. About all these years that passed by. About how lucky we are to have such beautiful life. Especially about how blessed we are that can keep maintain our dreams and move forward step by step, make those dream happen. Dreams are the only thing that kept us alive through this insanity world of relativity.
Dream is about feeding your mind about all your hope that can you imagine about life it self. I love dream, because it can make me smile even in the worst day of life. I love dream because, when it comes into reality…the fact is far more amazing than the dream it self.
You are what you’re thinking, and sometimes…you can reach even more than you’re thinking…
What if heaven and hell don’t exist? Are people still praying to their God and have motivation for their religion? Do they become a non believer and put their faith into something else? Do people stop doing bad thing or good thing or doing booth in the same time? Is that religion all about? About heaven and hell…? About reward and punishment? As we know, many times perhaps, we do bad things even we already know about Heaven and Hell concept.
So, what will happen if that concept not even exists? Does chaos will appear? Or order? Or order after chaos? Is it knowing that God always watching while we crawling in our path of life is enough to keep us away from doing bad things?
I still wondering about this, why the conception about religion is sometimes miss-understood by some people (or at least, by me). Or maybe I am wrong, maybe the conception about heaven and hell is basic knowledge for truly essence of religion it self or about God it self? Or maybe that just simple analogy for describing the complex concept about universe creation, about God. Maybe, the truly question is about our true existence in this “relative world” that we’re living. What is the main purposes of our existence?
If heaven and hell don’t exist, is it human will stop to become a human? Once again, we are living in relativity…
Here we go again… caught in routine. Like usual, cup of good coffee to start your work and try to setup my brain to focus on my work after this quiet long vacation. It’s been a while since I scratch my life in this journal. To lazy to do it and sometimes is because to busy do other things, especially work.
Well, not so many new things passing by this month. Just couple of work I do at the office, some routine, designed this and that…and keep away my self from spoiling my soul doing my own work of art… things I like most.
School is starting to roll again…with so many assigment in front of me. But now it’s make me excited… the essence of Information System major just started. As you know, I do not have many experience in this field. What I do most at work is just simply design, full stop. So, this will be my chances to dig more, otherwise… I will get nothing. But, as some of you know about my point of view about Master Program, it is not just about what you learn in class, but it’s about sculpting your attitude, and how you deal with everyday problem, building multi-dimentional
perspective about the problem you faced and how to make solutions from limitations you have. It’s about shaping your mind into something that much more simple for complicated problem solving. That can be achieve from day by day learning, experience and never give up attitude.
So, what do you think about Master Program?
Yea…this is special report straight from the street of Bangkok. Place where is very similar from Indonesia. The traffic jam, the crowded, the face…you name it…Except the food is more much spicy.
But something that bothering me is the way of living for some of their people. We can easily found “a circus” on every corner. Its kind of “culture shock” for me to see how women are expose in there. Gladly its not happened here in Indonesia, because its very difficult to raise a family especially in that kind of environment and social condition. I think, religion is something that hold us together in the right path, I’m not realize until I seen the reality.
Well, every journey have it’s own message…isn’t it…
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