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Life

Being senseless

Thank you old blind man. You may be less perfect than me, but you have shown me how not attaching to one of your senses are actually possible to continue life.

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Thoughts

Being a minority

When a nut meets its proper bolt or the two pieces of puzzle properly attached, things may seemed ideal. And this ‘ideal fit’ can be quickly perceived as truth.¬†Worse, like a bird born in cage believing that flying is bad, a person born and grew up with given idea will believe that it is the only true idea. Traveling to places where I became part of its minority challenged me to re-question and redefine what constitutes to true and ‘truth.’

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Thoughts

Walking, meditate on the move

With all the body senses required, walking is an active, focused and concentrated action. Waking is, to me, meditative.

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Life

Happiness is only real when shared

Happiness is only real when shared.

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Thoughts

You can be your real (and only) self when traveling solo

One of the reasons I enjoyed traveling solo is to meet strangers. Not only to learn about their life but also to re-learn about mine.

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Thoughts

My kind of travel is simple

My kind of travel is simple: coffee, books, local cafe and heart-to-heart conversation with the person in front of me.

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Life

The Guru

My guru is nobody or nothing. My guru is everybody and everything. I am my guru and my disciple.

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Thoughts

Wet Your Dry Soul in Shiraz

“My religion says it is important to have as many followers as possible and it is one of my duty to make sure it happens but, with you, it is more important to have a friend who will help me find the truth.” Seyyed Hamed. I came to Iran with …

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Love

The best place to fall in love is wherever you go traveling

A dear friend of mine told me to go traveling and fall in love. Later, I found her suggestion was logically appropriate, if not correct. You see, for something highly emotional, like falling in love, I found the logical explanation when I was in Luang Prabang, Laos and Morotai, Indonesia. …

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Life

The Day Voltaire(s) Meet in Luang Prabang

“Friendship is the marriage of souls, and this marriage is subject to divorce.” Today, I finally purchased my return ticket to Indonesia. After spending some time with my new monk friends in their Wat Mai monastery, the question why I picked Luang Prabang and purchased a one-way ticket for this …

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