sikilmahfud

Life outside earth
The other galaxy with its stars, planets, and debris
Wondering, how about living there?
How can our technology escort us, with portal or light speed?
But, no matter how much I wonder
Yet it’s still mystery, and the universe keeps it secret
The more I wonder about it, the more I waste my time

Who was I, or, what was I before I was born?
Why now there’s no memory left even it’s just a small piece?
What will be happened tomorrow, one week later, or one year later…
Ten or twenty years later, where will the destiny bring me?
When I’ve already been 60 years old, what kind of life will I have?
When will I go after death?
No matter how much I think about it…
Time just answers me with the sound of ticking
Hey time, don’t you know that I’m not satisfied with your answer??

At the moment, I realize
I just have small knowledge, small brain, small body….
All that I can do, just in this limited time, in this limited place
With limited knowledge and consciousness
How can I move all of ocean’s water with my small handful?
I’m just one of the infinite tiny dusts
Amidst this tremendous universe
Amidst the mystery of time

Psalm 139:6
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.