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Another one year almost finish

office, 8 October 2008

Another one year almost finish, but I haven’t done great things. Moreover, I am becoming into the person that I barely know lately. Last year is better than this one; I still can experience the 10 days noble silence and thus far… rarely practicing in the real life. I feel so ashamed of my self. I should have been turn into angelic instead moral decrease; money oriented and reaches the high level on self-centre-ego-of-human-being.

When you asked me what I am going to be in the next 5 years, will I still keep changing new jobs or will I get my own business or maybe will I get married, pregnant, breast the babies and become a house wife (geezzzzzzzz… never thought so much about that part yet)

Clearly, I can’t see my self in the next 5 (or make it) 7 years ahead to have a commitment into the name of marriage. Easy gal, I’m just 22 going on 23, what do you expect me with this age point of view?

I can sure you that I may turn to become more…nuisance, catty, malicious, vexing, irritating and whatsoever.

Yet..

I am also confident with my self that I can turn to become a decent one with ethical human and benevolent.

Last words, everything that related to my future, who’s the person I will choose to live and grow old with, what I will be, what will the living I have is all depends on me.

I’m the one who in charge of my self. I’m the Office Girl, Staff, Supervisor, Manager, General Manager, Director, Shareholder, Stakeholder, Customer of my self.

What I do, will do, have done is my own result and will get.

As long as I breathe present and still now, I pledge to dedicate my self for Dharma.

So who wants to join with me? Nayyy… I guess none of you would be here with me.
Be Happy.
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  • Nupi Said:

    Count down to the number of 23. The entrance of adulthood is about to open in finger count. Step on the exit flap of early days behind. Still I can not find my way back home of freedom. I wanna be free from mental suffering, free from physical suffering. Yet this body, soul and notion is very week for the name of lust, indulge, grasping and craving.

    Insight and mindfulness are too way left behind my face

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