Tuesday, June 30, 2009

The Mighty Ruler

The Mighty Ruler

And there’s the mighty ruler but as only small bacteria attack him or a stroke or …, he becomes so sick, so weak, so small, so helpless, turns a bit wiser and was cured from his delusion.

June 2009

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Anwar Sadat

Anwar Sadat

There’s no honor, no courage needed, I’m not impressed when a president visits a defeated country scaring with a show of force of his army. I remember Anwar Sadat bravely visited Israel, a “lion’s lair”, for peace talks.

June 2009

Sunday, June 21, 2009

The Right To Own Oneself

The Right To Own Oneself

There never was a man or woman who could claim someone as his, hers. Everyone is of him, herself, even a child. And if they ever possess it, it was because it was granted. “I am yours.” said a loving wife. It’s silly to ever be certain that one is the rightful owner of a wife or vice versa. So, we have no right to accuse a wife, a husband of adultery as they are owners of themselves, not of the husband or wife.

No parents could claim their children rightfully to be theirs. Parents are but temporary Godsend guardians of their children. “I am yours.” says a loving mother. Not, “you’re mine.”

“I could love many women and I could love many men were I a woman. It’s stupid to insist that after marriage one should love one person only. We could stay, live together but we could leave each other if we wanted to. Is it bad, a sin if ‘once upon a time …’ a father loves his daughter or vice versa, a son his mother, a brother his sister, as though they could help it, except that it threatens the health of their offspring, so they say?” Said Pak Arif.

“Could you persuade a pigeon pair to be separated from each other? Could you force a cock and a hen to be faithful to each other?

”One day we become husband and wife without marriage, stay or live together or leave each other in peace as it is our fundamental, so human right as Nature ordained.”

“Sure,” comments si Upik, “there’s no law, no punishment, even the death penalty could ever threaten, prevent one not to love, not to stray or not to leave each other.”

June 2009

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Musing On Benefit

Musing On Benefit

Because of its usefulness, benefit, value, the whale, the elephant is hunted, forests cut down, river stones taken, sand dug out, the earth drilled for oil, fish kept, cattle, poultry reared for slaughter.

Is there a worse fate than being kept, reared for food? Born prisoner, face death worse than hanging, without having done any crime but because of its benefit as food! Alas! That’s its fault, its crime!

Besides, what’s there not, to turn it into something profitable: social position, a name, an academic title, ... Works of art could become a profitable business.

“It’s a pity, a waste if forests, mountains, rivers, lakes, … are not exploited.” So people argued. They would choose to build real estates, rather than leave the region, the fauna and flora intact, whole.

As long as playing soccer, kite, marble, chess, … doesn’t have any money returns it is blamed as wasting your time with futile, stupid activity.

What’s not measured in money value? Goods, service, success, wealth, development, progress. Usefulness, benefit is synonym to a money mine and not seldom a cause of suffering for creatures and the earth alike.

Is there no activity that would not drive man to pursue the money chase? And I think of travel, picnic, climb mountains, reading stories, listen to music, enjoy art, to research, … all that makes life worth while living?
And I thought of the benevolence of nature, the sea, the earth, the rivers, the air, the sun, the rain, the sky, so free, … that profits, benefits all being.

To prefer, choose mountains instead of skyscrapers, lakes rather than swimming pools, warbling birds than alarm clocks or ringing telephones, a cool breeze than an A.C., see a squirrel live in nature rather than conserved, caged or painted on canvass, to hear the song of frogs, cicadas, instead of the traffic noise. Don’t we wish for a better, healthier, happier life on earth to live in?

But with such a burden of a huge world population what’s not victimized to become something useful, profitable? We have such a high technology to land man on the moon. Why, is it impossible for man to cope with the alarming increase of our world population?

From Berita Buana, February 11, 1993

Monday, June 15, 2009

Would I Ask As My Pressent

Would I Ask As My Present

“What kind of present should we give aunt Eve? It’s so difficult.” So phoned your mom. But to give me a present, your opa, is far more difficult as I’m one of the richest man in the world.

Suppose someone would present me with a car, I would say, “What a pity, it's but a car, a gift for the poor. I’m so rich. Only my legs are worth far more than a car and is far more magnificent.

What’s a car? A stupid present as to a kiss exactly on your 17th year as a gift. That’s what I would ask as my present. That’s what I call a present.

So wrote Opa Johan to his granddaughter.

Juni 2009

Friday, June 12, 2009

A r t

Art

“Art is a Divine whispering, spark, revelation to someone” says the choir conductor.

June 2009