Dum Medium Silentium

:Vin Elk, Ars Magna, & Lady Loved* Lately, I have enjoyed writing a lot. Writing worked on me the way Dumbledore did while he was in Penseive, so he could experience his memories through other perspectives. He uses it to siphon the excess thoughts from his mind, pour them into the basin, and examine them at leisure. Writing has helped me to untangle my mind, examine what to deliver, communicate the messages verbally and non-verbally, and reflect on how this writing will evoke certain emotions or moods. Writing becomes the mirror that provides insight into who I am, what I desire, what I experience, what I value, and what I am not into. Writing becomes the language that deliberates my inner peace. On another level, writing could answer the quest that dwells in my mind.  I am glad to share what is significant for me right now. Being loved by the right person and people is heaven, and so is being respected, prioritized, supported, desired, and understood. The right person and peop...

Predisposing* Pipiku memerah tatkala kau menempelkan sepasang pipimu bergantian Ada lubang yang dangkal namun melengkung, membikin senyummu menjadi rahasia paling manis di tahun ini Aku berkelana, menyisir hutan yang melingkari alismu Angin yang sejuk turun dari kelopak mata, mendesir di sela-sela penglihatan yang belum juga mengabur bahkan ketika kantuk menjadi bahasa untuk semua cinta   Tak ada buah yang matang di usia kita ketika memasuki musim panen Buah yang merah pernah merekah di lipatan bibirmu, manis dan basah Daun yang hijau terlambat menguning dan gugur menuruni lipatan yang sempit di dada Meski telah kau kubur berbagai musim dalam setahun penuh di perutmu, kenangan yang menyalakan api di sekitar perkemahan malam hari terus terang, menjaga sumbu yang kecil di ujung jari, memercikkan bisikan-bisikan mungil hingga mengalir di sepanjang kolam kehidupan Ucapmu, airnya bermuara ke nadi, jalur yang lebih panjang dari lintasan ekspor impor   Maka, di hari-hari yang terasa ...

2024 becomes a new chapter for almost everyone who chooses to stand tall amongst the sorrows, the tears, the loath, the love, the joy, the cheers, the sacrifices, the sincerity, the tranquility, and not forget to mention the commitment over losing and winning. Minutes become hours, and hours turn into days, weeks, and months, which means there will always be new experiences.  It's still in the second week of March, and people come and go. There are oodles things to learn to support the growth and minimize the fear. Every step is watched and every move is made. And I am still here, to be grateful for my Dad's latest health condition that shows improvement, and for the return of my beloved man to Jakarta from his country. Both of them were battling one of their most uneasy fights. Little did I know of their struggles for I was not in that arena yet. But as a woman who genuinely values their efforts, I learned to not give up, put myself together, and allow the sun to rise in my ey...