Buku yang ku tulis bukanlah buku kosong Namun buku usang penuh coretan bingung Disana tercatat ribuan kata yang gamang Bahkan beberapa halaman pun tlah hilang Siapkah pena ini menyurat makna baru Atau justru mengungkap cerita masa lalu Dimana kalimat yang tertera kian ambigu Haruskah aku bicara atau diam membisu ,.
You were right. I finally found you. Though I would see your face in visions from time to time, this agreement is hard on me still. I don’t know why we do it this way. Why we choose to suffer over the freedom of the astral plain, over an expanded consciousness and boundless awareness. Why can’t I forget you? I’m doomed to long for you with every birth. To chase you until I catch you. And when I do… bliss.
Love says, I have her in the palm of my hands and I will massage away any doubts and any fears until she stands confidently, and securely in my love for her. Ego says, “I have her in the palm of my hands and I will manipulate her until she is weak, fearful and totally dependent on me; only then can I be certain of her love for me. Choose love.