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I just realized tonight that in a crowd no one really paid attention to me. No one glanced at me. Not even secretly observed me from the corner of their eyes.

And this is so surprising albeit relieving.

Because I have been having an impression that I was some sort of an anti-social artist, a jail breaker or a runaway child. All those kinds of people who desired social attention at the very least.

Now that I know I’m free. I can draw my attention into the silence existence of me, freely.

I am a free man.

I realize that I’m not bad at all, I’m just not good enough.

I am trapped between mediocrity and superiority.

And this makes me uneasy.

Lord, is there a vision that I can call my own?

thus, makes me care less of this classification

and be what I have to, must be, should be?

Just be me, nothing more, nothing less.

My daddy and my youngest brother were killed by this disease. I felt like it stabbed us from behind. It then makes the diasese issue personal….really personal for me and a addition of below data and news update, only makes me ever more conscious of how seriously this bacterium can do to one’s life.

The site suggested that almost 1/3 of the world’s populations are infected with this bacterium. And now, it is even mutating into drug resistant one.

Let’s bring more awareness to the world around us…now!

Now, we’re starting all over again

with hope of a new beginning

Once again enduring and living our life

to the very end of its cycle

Aku istimewa

sangat istimewa

Aku mendapat

apa yang tidak pantas kudapat

Diinginkan

lebih dari segalanya

Aku terkesima

sangat terkesima

Aku dicintai

terlalu dicintai

tampaknya aku ini anak emas

Aku istimewa

Kenapa?*
*/ pertanyaan yang juga dilontarkan Lincoln Six Echo “Special? Why am I special?” (The Island)

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ku mohon…

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