inside the car… i was doing some work related stuff while listening to my japanese songs collection…
then i got tired of thinking and reading while we were in mobile..thus i just enjoy myself looking on things we passed by…and along the way…
i’ve witness a lot of things…things i’ve missed when i was a child…
like the carabao…then little kids walking… with their little bags at their back and their torn out slippers on their way home..
most of them were walking in groups or pack or 4 or 5….and at a small school.. i’ve seen 4 cute little girls having their lunch at the schools play groud on a round table under an old big tree… wow… wasn’t it nice? eating under the tree with our friends and sharing your food… they were laughing while enjoying their meal…
and i saw this two kids… a girl and a boy holding hands.. looks like they want to cross the street.. and the girl who is taller and bigger than the boy was holding his left hand firmly as they ran for their lives on a wide highway… i guess they were siblings… the older sister taking care of her younger brother…
then green fields… kilometers of green rice fields… and corn…then suddenly the road became rough.. there were a lot of bumps…hehehe then in a few minutes.. we can see mountains in front of us… we started our ascend in the snake road…
will you cry me a river…so that i can swim in its sadness and longing… so that i can feel and understand the very thought of you… so that i would know the very part of you…so that i can hear the beautiful sound of your heartbeat…the calmness of your breath…so that i can see the stiffness of your face…your teary eyes…the pain inside you…
along my daily route to the office.. i pause and gaze…i get a strange sense of distance…things before me seems far away…it ’sjust recently that i began to notice those road-side greens…for some time, i did not feel well…the discomfort finally got me…i am forced to rest now…i am on my way to the hospital…my body is feverish but i feel chilled to the bone…i am walking yet i feel floating…suddenly, i notice my hand reaching out to a road-side grass…people give me plants but i often let them die…yet, i felt closeness to those wild grasses…probably, that is the sign of a lonely man…as i age, my body and mind will weakened… and that makes me sad…but there’s nothing i can do…i do have many worries in me…but that is life, which has taken me this far…when holding a coffee cup…i wish i could have beautiful hands…thought like this makes me feel peaceful…some don’t see miracles as a miracle…they just simply think of it as an ordinary event…i cannot get enlightened…i cannot become a god…the magma in my head is about to erupt…hot, muddy and slushy inspiring things, like future, dreams, or hopes…my head is burning like a volcano ready to utter a loud cry…i wish to express it…but i don’t know how…right now i don’t have any reason to feel sad…but i am feeling sad …i know i will forget the preciousness of time in everyday life…the air that i feel…the light that i see…i will soon forget them…but if i can recall them in the future…i will be grateful for the dear memory…
don’t look back, don’t regret
time is falling out of these hands…
i’ll let you leave me..
call when you’re back home cause i’ll wait..
‘My beloved, you were set apart for me from the beginning of the world.’
my heart filled with pain; it was washed in pain. farewell, my blessed darling.
i let the grief come. i let it run through my veins. it was not grief for her, but for the absence of her forever, the absence of that intimacy, the absence of that one beating heart that could have been so very close. i let myself know it in the absence, and then i kissed her with all my heart on her tender forehead in the image i held of her, and i let this go. leave me, i said to this. i can’t take you where i am going. i always knew that i couldn’t do it. and i let you go now, yes again and for always–i let go of the wanting, i let go of the losing, but not the knowing…no, i will never let the knowing of it go.

