Albert Herdianto Widjojo
Planet child from the red sky
towards the end of its existence
before it disappears
swallowed by a black hole
silent in submission
while smiling he said
death is only for that which is born
and of course a birth
just for something that is dead.
he is even happy
because of experiencing the truth
after defeating his ego
and peace of mind
is the only one he has.
Smiling once again he asked
if tomorrow black hole draws you
what choice do you have?
how much can you do?
what?
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Illustration by Albert Herdie – Digital painting from part of Life of the Cosmos series – Towards The End Of Its Existence.
Oh my!! I’ve been missing out on some really good works!!
Damn, my habit of not reading sources and visiting posts “too old” just proven to be a huge loss!!
None of us loses, my friend. It’s just that, you and I will be luckier if you visit my posts… lol
Ok, for the sake of better luck for us … lol
🙂
Long live The Luck…
Long live The Luck…
This is so nice.
Thank you very much for your appreciation, Ian
I am loving these poems! Very well done 🙂
Again, thank you for visit and your compliment, Ali, my friend
You are always most welcome!
As usual, you present a complex topic in an enlightening and poetic feast. When I’m navigating the event horizon, I find ego, is the magnet sucking me past the point of no return. Yet the simple, selfless art of being now, is the defense from obscure oblivion.
Always amazing, my avian brother.
Thank you for your appreciation, aquatic brothers.
This afternoon, my brother quoted his senior friend’s statement, “Everyone must have an ego to make a difference with others, and building the ego is a long process. Why break down the ego?” I replied, “Without our egos, we are already different from others, and the ego’s severity only reinforces our all-out separation with all life, besides making it difficult for us to understand who we really are!”
Agreed. Ego obscures true identity. But surely there’s a purpose we may or not see. Perhaps confidence where there could not be, or attempts by a fish to climb up a tree?
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I agree. There must be a reason and purpose why our vision is closed by the fog of the ego!
Fantastic painting. Equally fantastic composition.
Thanks for your appreciation, John
Interesting perspective
Thank you very much, my dear friend Pamela.
That painting is amazing!
Awh… Thank you so so so much, Icy
Wonderful works once again!
Wonderful words once again, my dear friend Ellie. Thank you very much
Incredible work and appealing content
Aha! Another great appreciation from you, dear friend Vidocka. Thanks a lot!
Really interesting post Albert: Keep it on.
Thank you very much, Hamza
It just made me WOW!! Your writings made sense while the art goes with it. You are talented my dear friend.
Hauuu… Your WOW is the best voice for today, Cassy! Thanks a lot, dear friend
There are so many wonders in the world we’re still unaware of….black hole is one of them and to learn what’s beyond that; got to travel across but then again we would see only; won’t be able to tell others.
You are right, Nadeem.
Would see only? Maybe we can send messages in soul language, or ghosts, my friend? but remain in a limited circle. Hahaha…
We don’t know that entering a black hole is certain death; we only know that you’d be reduced to a singularity but time might stop for you before you die
The only thing we do know is that nobody makes it back from the event horizon to tell us the outcome…
The black hole is a multi-dimensional and multi-perceptual reality, what if we take our ship to explore it, at least with the secret ship of life, brother?
I set no course for the gaping abyss- not until I be done with all else…
A good reason, I can understand it. Your job is a good legacy for the world, you creative pirates!!
But once my muse forsakes me, I’ll sail into yawning gyre
What about our mermaids?
Good point. I may have to stick around for their sake. Break a mermaid’s heart and she’ll turn into a siren for sure…
You are right. I would also be very sad if they later experience eternal sadness.
Not to mention all the sailors they’d lure to certain death
So we abort our intention to the journey, at least we’ll wait until they all pass away before us?
Outlive a mermaid? You’d best pack a lunch, those chicks live for centuries
That’s exactly what I mean! Can not wait for something that is not possible, is not it?
You can wait for that train all you want, but it never shows up at your station
Haaaahaaahaaahaa… What a wise words!
sometimes there isn’t even a train station, but there are folks still willing to wait…
It’s good when one creates what he likes. Here you swim in your own waters.
Your praise and support are always encouraging, Elenka. thanks.
Amazing artwork and compelling content. Not too easy to understand but still it can be felt in the heart.
Thank you for your visit and your appreciation, my friend.
More points to ponder. I like it.
Thanks for your appreciation, and I’m glad you like it, Kim.
Is this a poem.?
This is just a message from a very distant friend, but also close. The f?rm of writing is up to your interpretation, Samantha. Thank you very much for visiting.
Good work man
Thank you very much, Jack
Amazing! Good job Albert!
Amazing comment and good reply, Gina my kind girl… Thanks a lot lot lot…