Starry Kapuas

I am on a ferry crossing the Kapuas river now. We are on our way to Pontianak driving on road from Ketapang since yesterday. The whole trip has been quite exhausting for me. But the reward is here now tonight as I look up the sky. Stars are beautiful! It's pitch dark up there after a whole day of raining yesterday. Oh... always baffled by this astronomical feat, a chance to take a peek of the inner working of the universe. I also feel connected to hundreds of generations before me of people across lands who had been looking up at skies as the most ancient book.
Do you realize that we are not looking at merely objects but the fabric of time and space. Each twinkling of the stars are a bit of information from the past, millions of light years away (or ago).

Oups, we got to the other side at Tayan now. Got to go.

Goodness is Sweet

Sometimes I think I am too naïve about people... I still hold on to the belief that all people is essentially good in the core if you can see it. And those other uglier things in life are the chemical reactions.. emanating, bouncing off from each of us.

Well, there are times when I doubt that personal belief or principle or worldview about people but always return back to my initial belief. The reason is always because of the goodness I receive from some people. Yeah, there are quite a lot of jerks in this world and have to admit sometimes I am one of them too to other people. There are also quite a few incredibly good people that almost always in constant proportion to the jerks. It is through these encounters with genuinely good people that I can take more bad people in life. It is strange.. As if good/kindness is more expensive or more valuable than the uglier things in life.

Goodness is sweet.

May again

It's the end of May. Time is not passing away fast but intense. Just waiting at the airport now, yeah, meaning that I can bring books that I couldn't read at home and has a few free times to do it in transit or travel.

The Confession of an Amateur

I think my affair with this profession will continue to define my life for many years to come. This perpetual dialog between me and the inanimate stones and bricks around us continue to occupy the majority of my daily conscience. I am geekized. For example, I am currently working on a private residence or more like a villa for a private developer. This is it finally the house project. Of course I am brain dead suddenly and so unwilling to access all the canonical houses studied in school. Just want to jump ahead, yeah, head first. :) Then you know having fun for the first minutes and then the black hole.. the white paper becoming really oppresive because suddenly unable to think "innovatively", the problem of how not to become an amateruish amateur? Ok as a good student of Modernist, the ghost of Corb will always there vividly hanging in front of your eyes. But how to do a good Corb? This diminutivetating sense descending upon you and I still has blank sheet of paper without any lineatiation that is useful. And this fear is new to me. Interesting experience nonetheless.

Jan 6

Happy January Six! 2010 is just a good year to start anything. It looks good on paper. :)