…………….

Here to your service

I will bind me

Beck when you will

I will not pause or rest

But in return

When yonder you will find me

Then likewise

Shall you be at my behest

- Mephistopheles, The Devil -

The Gestalt Prayer by Fritz Perls

I do my thing
and you do your thing

I am not in this world
to live up to your expectations

And you are not in this world
to live up to mine

You are you and I am I

And if by chance
we find each other, it’s beautiful

If not, it can’t be helped

I totally forgot about this prayer, until recently jeng Vivi mentioned it in her comment to my fb status. Thanks Vi! hehehe

I remember the first time i heard bout this prayer was when i still in Mr. Rahmat’s class. He introduced me to Fritz Perls’s Gestalt theory, and i fell in love on the first sight to Gestalt theory. If i can simplify, Gestalt theory suggest that we all should do what we wanna do without worrying what people would think bout us.

I can’t deny, that if we really really do what the theory suggests us to, we could end up like Perls.. he was like angel/demon, saint/sinner, warm/cold, kind/evil, bestfriend/enemy, etc..
And I know in the world we live in, we have cultures and religion that won’t allow us to do all the things we wanna do.

One thing for sure, Gestalt theory made me realize that I don’t need the whole world to see me as a nice, loveable, smart, kind, or a great person.
I am what i am…. (yeah, just like you said to me hehehehe)
It doesn’t mean that i won’t have any enrichment and enlargement in me, or i won’t have to try to become a much better person. But i just don’t have to always and always and always please everybody around me, i don’t have fully responsibility in making everyone around me to be happy. And i don’t have to pretend so everyone always sees me in positive ways.

Gestalt theory makes me feel that i’m not a weird person, instead i’m a very unique person. And it’s okay to be different than others….

PS.
Mr. Rahmat..he was, and i guess will always be a great lecturer, but back then i felt love and hate collide for him everytime he tought us in the class ))
I think that was the first time i had that kind of feeling ahahaha
I’ll tell you another time bout it :-p

here's an example... my unique pose, not a weird pose.. right?! hahahaha

A letter from Benjamin to his daughter

For what it’s worth, it’s nevet too late
Or in my case, too early, to be whoever you want to be
There’s no time limit
Start whenever you want
You can change or stay the same
There are no rules to this thing
We can make the best or the worst of it
And I hope you make the best of it
I hope you see things that startle you
I hope you feel things you never felt before
I hope you meet people with a different point of view
I hope you live a life you’re proud of
And if you find that you’re not,
I hope you have the strength
To start all over again

*Taken from the film: The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

I must admit that i haven’t live a life i’m proud of

I hope i could find the strength to be brave enough….

To start all over again

To make the best of it

Inshaallah

I hate when…

…people with shallow mind are hiding beneath religion’s argumentation!

It’s a simple advice, but i like it!!

what is done, is done.. now try to look ahead with your head up…. but not too high.. otherwise u will fall.
Cheers

Still trying here…

Thank you

Embrace my Karonese

I’ve been wondering all this time about my Karonese. I came from a mix race family…Minangnese, Javanese, and Karonese. I am quite familiar with Minang’s and Java’s cultures, but i don’t have many knowledge about Karo’s culture..almost zero actually, and i don’t know how to speak in Karo’s language.

I’d read a blog that written by a Karonese guy, in his blog he wrote that if a person who have a Karo’s blood but couldn’t speak in Karo’s language and don’t know about Karo’s culture, then the person don’t deserves to be called a Karonese. So does it mean that i’m not a Karonese?

I used to see Karo as my lost one, the one that i didn’t know much about. The one that i used to be ashamed to admit it for i know almost nothing about it. Cause everytime i tell someone that i have Karonese, they would ask “What merga?”, “From what kuta?”, “Could you speak Karonese?”, “Who’s your great grand father?”, etc. It’s killing me cause i only have an answer for the first question…

There were times i wanna really embrace my Karonese.. but back then i didn’t know where to start if i wanna learn about Karo, never acrossed my mind that i could’ve just googling about Karo’s culture..how stupid i was back then ha?!

It was when i started to join facebook, and used my merga in my profil’s name, a turang asked me to join the Sinulingga group in fb as an officer. I admit that i was a bit panic cause i don’t know what to do or what to say in the group’s page. That turang was the one who convinced me that i could do it… and still support me a lot. I could never thank enough for my turang who really encourage me still to learn about Karo and Sinulingga’s history.

Then after being part of Sinulingga group, i realized that i could just googling to know more about Karonese hihihi. From googling, i’ve got some information bout Karonese, but now i feel that it’s not enough. I need more literatures which are really hard to find. But thanks to Sinulingga group in fb, now we have weekly meeting to discuss anything about Karonese

When i embrace my Karonese, it doesn’t mean that i don’t have another race in me, the important thing is… it doesn’t mean that i want or need people around me to admit my Karonese. I embrace it only cause i want to admit the Karonese to my self… My lost one..