I LOVE YOU (18)

MY BROTHER, this feeling I can no longer hide. Entering the second phase of puberty, I fell more and more in love with the three most rational things, namely the sea, the twilight, and you. 

I love the twilight that falls and settles in the arms of the pilgrims of love. They plucked a wandering orange color from the violet strands, and composed them into heavy verses, to lure back his runaway lover to Mol, tempted by the pink lipstick, which was sprayed with capitalistic machines and a nuclear reactor. The sky became as small as breadcrumbs, and had no meaning for the townspeople. In the City Center, which is punished by pollutants, it is true that there are never seen any stars as a marker of sky sovereignty

Of course I fell in love with the whole of you, who always cheerfully danced like the ronggeng horse from the shard, labeled as the base of the left. The way you inhale kretek and inhale lung poison reminds me of Yelisaveta Petrovna, who is loved by all Russian people for legalizing opium. During his reign, no one was beheaded. Your graceful and thrilling recitation of poetry reminds me of Leon Trotski's speech, which cried out loud: Let us fight capitalism in bars, with permanent revolution!

And finally, listen to my confession, this is my dear, I have always wanted to deepen my love for the sea. To be honest, as a concentric nation, I don't really understand the sea. The elementary school teacher, only talked about the glory of our ancestors as sailors, but he himself never saw the sea. Who designed this ironization? What a curriculum structure, very far from local wisdom and geographic context konteks

I want to be truly anchored to the sea, which always comes in the saltiest of colors, when no one has ever sprinkled it with salt--a color that emphasizes how full of experience the sea is, and the demeanor of all the signs of the changing seasons. The sea really understands how to feed millions of fish species, also never complains in dealing with childbirth season after season. The season which presents us with various flowers and fruits, also introduces the meaning of a disaster. Never hate the sea, it will return your anger in the form of reinforcements and calamities

I hope you also fall in love with the twilight and the sea. Twilight is beautiful, but only for a moment. He became a transient experiment. Love something for a while, before it really passes and reward you a lot of regrets. As for the sea, it always tests your beliefs and teaches courage. As experienced by an old man in white robes when being pushed by an enemy on the edge of the sea, he almost wavered when he leaned on his staff, because the spell-casted sky's face looked mute and unconvincing. At the last moment, he caught the word in a dense cloud, to hit the surface of the sea with his staff. He struck the sea, then stretched the way to the secret, which later taught the Punic and Sparta, the Archipelago and Europe, to dare to explore and split the sea. Also taught me to love the twilight, you, and the sea.

Bandung, 2021