How Glorious!

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After the Fragile Talks about three weeks ago, I had many bad time, lots of annoyed feeling, quiet along days, and just stopped my passion to live happily. It was scary to heard, but this was the worst i received from a simple, but fragile, talks. The disappointed isn`t stop while I tried to forgot. I draw something that represent how the root could separate branch, which is our home and blood, then I posting it with the title Seakar Rumpun. The irony of the talks, may killed my happiness.  

The day I feel better came after the night of fascinating theater in my town. I post Teater Penyejuk Kota, and got back my passion to live. Sudden passion to  forget my superfluous mood. Perhaps it just because i go around the town and find something luxury: watching theater and art life reflect me how an art become a good drugs to recovery your mind injury. I also find a mysterious eyes behind the man who blow his dazzle gun : a flute and saxophone alternately, one who playing a modern instrument on a traditional puppets! That night, change a little bit of my previous darkness, an art life, such a theater, light up my verve. This post, just my little thanks to that event. How Glorious!