I need a gracious will, the path of success, and the heart of compassion

Lest of learning the art of frugality and frustration for treason and treasure of relationships and faith, I am at a brink of loss, the kind of emotion where nothing to do doubtly allows a useless and hedonist existance as pitiable as a drunkard with no respect.

For good, I am at my youth and my prime for networking and relational emphasis, but look at me, a man who is condemn by the university, at losing end with the book publishers, was likely cheated of a huge sum of savings and with no good earning or job target power. This is really like a catastrophe, and as much as I love the Almighty God, does He saves, and He forgives for a suffering I know permeates without the layers and players of my love inheritant? Much as I save many beggars life with kindly donation, will the selfish be rich and the generous be poor? Also, in circumstance, I comtemplate only to mention my karmic touch with beggarism may be real much as I disdain with good intellect yet with little recognition. I hope not.

I need an answer, I need a savior, oh God, please guide me. Jesus as a man face a cruelity so forbidden that only by his truth and forgiveness do the swift trial feels the demise and the promise, and the altruist sweetness was Jesus own to keep. To inherit danger and risk is certainly no riches, therefore even as Jesus is great, his path is not the best and perhaps not the perfect way to heaven. Please, for once, let first principles be our guide, and we should not be aggreviated to dangerous attraction, but submissive and pragmatic to the road of the enlighten and the life. Siddhartha was true in his moderation and practicality while being true and principled, and thus, serve a more robust crowd who knew safety comes from self. Remember, God does less evil than the evil we do to ourselves and provoked by others, and God does more good than the good we as a whole can ever do.

Keeping to buddhism is one, but what use to our body and sensation is faith, when we are physically in lack and in lost? The basic to our sad reality is survival by daily bread, and to every inspiring soul who yearns greatness and riches, is the opportunity a window of light or the realising of the fireplace? To take small baby steps is to enforce certainty, and to take great leaps is to entrust phenomenality. The issue is, are we blessed? For my case is certainly sad and pitiable, and to cover through, I do have my dreams, only that I lack the resource. I hate not mediocrity, but I love true the proliferation of the intented altruist, who in equality makes equality a hope and a purpose for excellency. Therefore, I cling on to my life line, who is my father, and hope abide, may we find a reason for success and respect, that the future is bright not just for us, but for all who love in us or for those who perchance maturity learning. Business is certain a mainstream effort, and this inalienable purpose is one of my aspiration and I as a conservative do respect honesty and appraisal, for the balance is in the heart.

There seems to be a throttle of the desperate in the foresight of those who realise the gravity, and the curious certainly needs new avenue of true suspicion to meander in earnesty and risk, a life true to the means of effort and management. This, to my perspective, is no time to drift to the withers, but a crucial moment to seize the opportunity, little as they may be, as left as truth may befits, and endure effort-wise grace upon the needs of this world riches and contributable aspects, to earn the dream, ceasingly day by day . Daddy, I know you are in Indonesia, and I do need you and will contribute to family grace.

Belligerence, a compassion upliftingly gained or fortunately lost within peace...

The coast is clear, and the glaring sun is upon my conscience, and atlas, I recovered by pride and decorum, a faith I knew God is so great in His forgiveness. One wind swept me, being the kindness my immature brother hold that now I carry as a burden to receptively amend, and to repent I will, for both myself and my brother meant the stars to me, as clarity is life to the heart of God. The horizon may seems a little lost in haze, and the economy yearns for a hero, and hopefully by the length of time setting right, I may answer this in my learning ways for a revival to come as an inspiring hear to the joy and praise of man, for the generations to brace the new liberal economy and life.

Of cause, the trivial problems need to be right first. Peace, once again over-rules and allows subtle meaning to manifest hope that what can contribute will attribute the best of choice and the wisdom of chance, to point out a sky of rainbow that is certainly the hope of the once lost, and the now, found, by the hope that catalyst the reaction of the protective aspiration that I know is the heart of God, and certainly Emmanuel and Buddha answers in their guise, an auspicious tale that the insight do listen to.

I took heed of this, knowing problems need to be solved, and the presence is where the best of behavior is, for the past to be a gentle fade, and the future to be like solar fusion, a phenomenon where every effort and dollar is compensating secured, and to this, I just trust for the right time to everything.

I express myself to a woman one year younger on a social gathering, and we were distant in our nature, yet forthcoming in our sharing, for what was bellicose becomes belligerently beautiful, and to the love, yes, this is the vital sign. Sharing has a cure when the intention is to account for honesty and the hope for improvement. Little fixture may be necessary, yet I glean over to accept that the altruist heart to serve is the secret to receive heaven in the least likely of places, and akin to the altair, is where the best bless the lost to love the passion of the holy.

Now, knowing the cost, I commit to appreciate myself further, for the judgement of today has been right, and in time wise recollection, I place faith in correcting first principles amidst action more than words, and this must be the epicure! Thank God, for I was given a character of reprimand, that summarise the righteousness of this world, and where there there is lost, there is luck and where there is listening, there is hope fastening. The meeting went well, and while the motive was to love mankind, the lesson is to act as a guide when there is lack, and to love as a man whose intention is placed in character and morals, and not just preferences and whims. Intelligence is a benefit wisely earned, yet faithfully holds for the truce of all to come, in precedence of human and problems be solved as God's united oneness, and to Deepak Chopra, who magnanimously accepts, be a shield of some compassion.

I hope the direction is better than the winds of corruption

Holism, a key of the light, a bearer of the truth, is something I am learning to supercede in experiential decision. In the understanding that uncertainity is still the main certainity, I trust and place my faith in God, knowing through the levels of cloud covers, the epicure is mainly in your supporters, who may be precise, half hoping you do respect and half trusting you will actualise in fragrance. I know, for economics and investments, I have to turn to my parents, and love as an eagle or a falcon, the idea is to perservere, build and even retribute.

I guess in my incapability and inability, the regret is the lack of credits even in the envisioned probability that talent can find the chance of a gamble who is not blind but perceiving. This is definitely a good deal, for I may not be worth much on financial formality but is a gem in economic subtleties. Winds are coming, many with good intent, but there is only one answer, and I hope amidst my battered armour appraisal in sorrow, some good end will come alight from the dancing of wisdom and the spurring of actions. This is the course that highlights this relenting year, to find solace in quality for my father and his factory in Indonesia, even as uncharted and unquestioned as the time and tide can behold. Still, I have to overbear, while underpinning on relationships, and realise that in transquility, the soul is important to the world as the spirit is to God. Maybe a time of change, this time for better contribution is the answer from my perspective and perception that my father can find a pillar of youth in my allegiance, only to actualise what dynast is to the heart of a charitable steward. To the rest who have seen this blog, thank you for your support, for I may be in unfamiliar territories, til the impression comsumes me to feel peace that a cup of tea can bring, and really, I know my salt. I write, I share and I must contribute. May all of you be happy with me around in news.

Now, God bless us. The future begins, with hope for growth, and reclination from experience. Like a reed among the winds, the stable and good flounder in still goodness, and the creed rejoice.

A Nirvana of socialite on Earth

Buddhism, a confident that tides about aeons without a tirade, a hope that bides all man above the self, and a faith so wide that spans millions of hearts, yet the simple truth holds the divine roots of compassion into the pure core of love. My faith came as sure as my father's perserverence and as fearless as the opportunity of loss, and through times, I felt that the freedom of the religion is a charming factor that honours in honesty. Though I felt purposed and united, there is still a little lack in me that realises in actualisation of a Buddhist Camp, the missing link, and that is the affirmation that I knew for life that serendipity is right with the buddhist heart.

My friend, MeiXuan invited me for this Buddhist camp, and as the first camp, I find this is unlikely to be my last. Yet the continuity of faith forsake more of participation in line with the communal spirit a kindred feeling, a lively emotion and a joyous experence that is evident of the truth. Being of a learner, Nirvana is based on building roots with emphasis to more faith and service of enthusiam to the Buddha, in respect of his miracle, which is life free and morals amore to sustain what is precious to our stage of development and the divine plan masterfully of God. We may apply our choice to socialise and gather fun as youth with laughters and smile, and thence realise what counts as lasting joy is the right attitude to matters of life as a living proof of the miracle that God wishes to sustain. When the core is questioned, deep inside we knew Buddha had the answer and the resplendent path to our salvation, that is liberation for all Sentient Beings into the Perfect God.

With a consensual respect, a good revelation emerge as the bridge of light that enlightened the divide of religion as the concentric hope of the eclectic and the devout. Buddha and Christ, being equals, are similar in morality, yet different in approach and themes, to find retribution of different regulatory collection according to the same one human constitution. A golden truth surfaces that both are equal in validity and purpose, and this superficial fore only ascertains. The idea is also genuine in precious opportunities and interest of essentials, that the enforcement of light in this time bounded truth, that I should have been a Buddhist earlier, to avert a mistake that cost my youth and also my affinity and stream-wise efficiency. I realise, that as forgiving as God is, I knew for the prize of lost, I suddenly knew my path in life, a trust that I will be right in action and correct at heart.