Buddha - one of the avataras of God Wisnu in Bali Hindu belief (courtesy of Google Image) It's 02.15 a.m. when I am done with my praying at home. A deep deep praying, in the depth of meditation and chanting, till I felt that silence is the most beautiful language I could communicate with to myself, to what I believe in. In this period of time, I couldn't do nothing, but self-reflection. A time where you are alone in your room, where you can only meet yourself and talk about stories, talk about everything - in your mind - in silence. In such a moment, your mind feels like a big library whose so many books with various categories and topics. Then you start reading them; book by book, chapter by chapter, page by page, word by word, and letter by letter, until you pick yourself up with the knowledge you already get. All of sudden, in the darkness, I got stuck for a moment in the middle of a book. It's about loss and possession. It reminded me about a re
to create the balance between visible and invisible world