By the lullaby of the pale blue sea, we dance

Raja Ampat, March 2018

Lune

On the night like this, the stars are whispering the lullaby of the siren. On the night like this, the peach-colored moonlight embracing the lonely and forgotten

Banda Sea, April 2018

Hedgehog Dillema

I know that I am your wildest fantasy that coming and knocking gently on your bedroom window (or am I banging it?). You take my hand for the promise of journey into the world's of wonders. We take a peek into the chamber of lust. Sipping from a cup of consciousness topped with cherry, with a sprinkling of fantastic madness.

As we float way above the dreamscapes, drifting ourselves into the cosmic memory, I could see that repressed soul of yours trying to clawing back, even for a mere moment of freedom you've been longing for. You really enjoy to see what the rest of the world offering to you. But in the end, I am just a mere fantasy. You need to wake up to reality. This is neat, but it is not my life and I need to grown up, perhaps that is what you are trying to tell yourself.

Jakarta, December 2017