Leaf is my identity, looks fragile, simple, but necessary, and it's green as it's alive, only lonely, as it's alone in the jungle of life.
Yes, the existence of leaf is not limited merely by space and time, but simply comes and goes following the cycle of life.

That's how the stories here are narrated, as it was witnessed by the lonely green leaf.

Just remember, life is not really alive when you cannot use and express your own imagination freely.
But if that's happen, just read the leaf imagination narrated here, and dream of it.

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

The giant floating lotus

Couple weeks ago I was in Jakarta for second round of meeting held in Borobudur hotel. The hotel named after the biggest Buddhist temple in the world: “Borobudur”.

The real temple is located in Magelang Central Java, 40 kilometers northwest of Yogyakarta, a famous tourist destination city in Java. In my childhood, I often visit Borobudur temple, as I was born and grew up in Yogyakarta. But the massive, incredibly Borobudur, almost never came across my mind until a year ago, when I went to the same hotel for the first round of the meeting.

The giant floating lotus

Saturday, March 1, 2014

Frozen

Well, I’m now back, from nowhere, only loosing sense of imagination. I feel awkward to start this blog again after a while. Yes I did stop this blog, maybe eight months ago, to prioritize my work. Now slowly, let me start this blog again after the work’s done. Let’s start the imagination from this point, where the thing does begin.

Campanile at SDSU Brookings South Dakota