Sometimes we just don’t realise our own coldheartedness.




True feelings of humanity that often fade in our pursuit of self interest. To victimize and bully someone by the cause of hate. To laugh it off and find glory in it.

For the last week the Jakartan sky has been raining.

Leaving us feeling blue, moreover after everything I’ve seen and been through.

I realised that the skies are not raining they’re weeping. To see that the skies has more heart, feeling compassion not to the ones we victimise but to the bullies and their lack of humanity. To show us that no matter how much you pursuit there will always be a greater power.

It’s okay to cry, the tears that the skies shed is here to cover. For the tears we shed shows not the weakness of our heart but the strength of our humanity.