Dear Lord,

Today I killed two birds with only one stone. It wasn't easy, but at least none of them realized my true intention. They both perched in the highest hanging tree, where people would come and gave them human sacrifices, directly from their most devoted servants. Oh, and they also gave them many shiny things. They told me I had one bird on my side, while the other is still reluctant to play with me.

I had only one chance, either to play the game or break the rules. I might have chosen the latter. I'm grateful that two of them decided to play chess with me this morning. I'm but a small child in their evershifting eyes, thus I bowed to them in stillness and submission.

People rejoiced, and I smiled. A few heartbeats has passed, and one of them said to me that my heart is the purest heart in human history. Another one said I'm a mere miracle in this little world. They were right.

Everytime they laughed, I stepped closer to their sacred perch. Now the clock in my breast is ticking even more faster.

Dear Lord, could you come closer so that I may listen to your breath?

Amen.

[Banyuwangi, 12/08/18]