Nona Pemilik Semangkuk Bir

to love is to smile. to love is to cry. to love is to feeling happy.  to love is to feeling upset. at first with all these buttefly inside your stomach. you look at the world as it perfect. you look at the world like it ignited with fireworks. then: the world turns dark. than the world is become silent. you feel deserted and isolated. you feel like you are down. you fall at your lowest. down to your knees. found yourself begging and praying and hurting. we all seek for a solution to ease this. in a religion view: god is testing you. god tells you to comeback, comeback into god. in a melancholist view: you have to cry it all out. darling ,yes what they said are all could be true. darling before all of that, stand up on your feet first than pray than cry. and pray again and again and again and again and again ..... than do whatever you can do to ease your pain. in a good way. darling me and you, we have to remember this: before we cling in...

“It is a grave injustice to a child or adult to insist that they stop crying. One can comfort a person who is crying which enables him to relax and makes further crying unnecessary; but to humiliate a crying child is to increase his pain, and augment his rigidity. We stop other people from crying because we cannot stand the sounds and movements of their bodies. It threatens our own rigidity. It induces similar feelings in ourselves which we dare not express and it evokes a resonance in our own bodies which we resist.” ― Alexander Lowen, The Voice of the Body dia menangis. air matanya tidak terlihat. sayapnya patah. sayap-sayap yang tak berwujud. hatinya patah. berkali-kali. tapi di depanmu, dia hanya tersenyum dan tidak mengeluh. selalu.