(18-11-97):
Oh there are a lot of
insensitive individual arround me.
They are hollow person,
never go deeper in their reflection of life.
And because they never went deep enough inward,
what they found every day and every time was only themselves;
and of course in that meeting
they began to worry too much,
to worry almost about everything;
worry about their lives,
about their future,
even about their own past,
what they would leave behind for others to remember.
They stay on the surface level only.
And in that surface level,
they only saw their own mortality and fragility
as human being.
As a consequence of it
they were frightened at the brevity
and seeming futility of living.
They are afraif of the fact that
ars longa, vita brevis,
that the life of the individual is so short
compared to the perennial life and existence
of the art.
I was thinking of all these kind of people
as I stood steadily
atop the mountain Gunung Gede
while gazing upon the breathtaking
and wonderful panorama of the mountain slopes
and morning sunlight.
Everything was wonderful.
And “Morning has broken.”
I remembered this song sung by Cat Stephens,
a certain song
taken from the natural Celtic spirituality.
And I like that song very much
Especially when I am on a mountain top
like this morning.
While I sing it with my inner voice,
I saw the smile
of the mountain top of gunung Pangrango
Behind the morning misty sunrays.
How great Thou are
Oh Lord,
the Creator of everything.
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