Albert Herdianto Widjojo
Today I met and heard many stories of grief, loss, discomfort, pain, and such things. Strange and surprising. Yes, today. But not strange also considering a reality that is recognized or not, 100% of 100% of the human population has mental disorders.
Long enough I tinkered with the documentation of the photos I had for me to make various analogies about some of them in #colorcrazy way which has started by Kim_Johnson.
Cracked! Split!
Our hearts are so fragile, so easy to be disturbed, crashed, cracked or broken through a variety of ways, even with very ordinary things. If our hearts are cracked or broken, who's to blame?
Feeling Imprisoned
So many or even in general humans feel imprisoned by various things. Not feel independence or have a freedom that we expect. Let alone for those who are losers, even those who live in luxury, fame and power feel the same! If those who have everything feel can easily to buy everything, they can not even buy a way to beat their fear.
Pierce
The fear is so deep-rooted that it haunts us in determining beliefs, attitudes, behaviors, and actions. We live in the shadow of hallucinations but are reluctant to cope.
Field Of Reeds
At dusk, maybe we realize that the paradise in our heart has become a field of reeds and shrubs. But it's too late to realize because the day will soon be over.
The Hole Is Already There
Removed or not, the hole is already there and still be there. We've been hurt, but we've hurt them too, maybe still continue.
Ripped Apart
Tears are still dripping every time we remember something that has ripped our hearts. Thoughts and emotions always succeed to pull out the scars from the brain as memory bank to the surface of the feelings plains. Who is really responsible for all of them?
Empty Space
Little by little, the mental disorder undermines the greatness of the heart. Fertile and haunting fears, ever-injurious attachments, more despairing desires than happiness, give a lot of unhealed empty space without full awareness.
Waiting
What are we waiting for? who are we waiting for? Why are we waiting? How long will we wait?
What is clear, I am waiting for your response. You don't have to respond to my nonsense, my joke about life, but at least say something about the photos. Would you please?
I will be patient to wait for it.
There are times when I feel just like this wall
I am grateful that you have gone through those times!
My heart has been shattered even more when I saw her after she heard she had lost her son.
My sympathy for you and your sister.
Without the bad, how could we know the good?
Uuhh… That’s wise words from Kim! Great! I totally agree.