Innocence of A Child

Since when, we, adults, lost all of its innocence as a child?

Sometimes the question is bothering me to the bone. Not exactly what I thought, but it's just annoyance for some people. I, personally, thought that at certain point of life, we happened to meet a turning point, like a Winter Solstice, some sort like that. We lost the innocence from what we thought about friendship to what we thought about being compassionate to our loved ones. Fake a smile to pleased certain people. Then, we cry like a baby in 3 in the morning. It's just become a cycle when you something that give you a lot of thought, meanwhile you don't have to put a lot of thought about it.

Turning points, a lot of turning points in our life become a sensational, yet painful, become our reasoning to argue. In fact, we just lost all our imagination, and start to think forward. Is it only limited to some people with creativity, that they thought they still a child inside of you? No! Some adults necessarily have thought at this matter and people would be like "Oh, god, stop being childish,". And that's it, you continue to live as it is. With some boring routines, paperworks, and so on.

I, myself, am going through it. Parents keep me thinking to create my future. Basically, where are those my stupendous innocence as a child go? "I want to become a president,", "I want to become someone reliable," and some sort like that.

Since when, we, adults, lost all of its innocence as a child?

Let's just keep it simple.

Life is short. So, you've got to be YOLO, at certain point. My thought about YOLO, YOLO is not about once, it's about how you enjoy the moment though its only momentarily. YOLO is not some reasons that make you to do some fat-witted act. It's about how you could create a moment where you could rejoice all of your inner child, create a wild, yet creative Imagination to have thought that "Ah, I lived my life too short, but it's wonderful and I enjoyed it to the fullest,". That inner child, that Innocence, that could make you slightly comfortable with all of your surroundings. Live a life that you would remember. Not live a life that you would regret.

And, then ask to yourself again. Since when, we, adults, lost all of its innocence as a child?

The answer is not as simple as described above. The answer is we lost it when we couldn't enjoy the present day, we couldn't rejoice the yesterday, and we couldn't careless thought about tomorrow. We lost it at the moment when we thought it's only momentarily which is not, it's eternal because you lived it to the fullest, then at some point, you could talk about it to other people and your family. We lost it when we thought we couldn't do another thing that we could do. We lost it when you thought that, Life is repetition, which is not, It's about how you to live at the moment.

Then again, since when, we adults, lost all of its innocence as a child?

Where is a smile that could be more valued?

Where is a fun times where being reckless is having an experience?

Where is an imagination, which could help you lessened the pain you take?

It's all about you. You could make it happened. You could make it a day where you could rejoice it. You could make it enjoyable, as if you've been lived an aeon. You are the key where your innocence become something that you could value more than anything. Yourself are the child, because being a child is not being childish. It's being more rational, more control, in every and each solid decision you made, to have your every day more colourful that you couldn't imagine.

Best Gratitude,

D.

Aku, Kamu, dan Konstelasi Bintang

Aku ciptakan cerita jika waktu takkan lanjut untuk merajut apa yang akan tiada.
Bukan berarti aku akan menciptakan sejarah yang penuh tanda tanya, hanya saja setiap pertanyaan hanya menciptakan cerita yang bahkan takkan pernah sama.
Jika, bukan karenanya, aku mungkin akan menjadi sebuah gulungan hampa yang tak bernada, tidak seperti sebuah kamus yang menciptakan sebuah runtut kata yang akan diucapkan.

Ketika, hujan turun, seraya setiap daun dan ranting menyanyikan cerita lama mereka.
Bukan sebuah kata yang berima, tapi kalimat yang berirama.
Tapi, ketika mereka melantunkan nada, terkadang nurani berkata apa yang telah terjadi selama 18 tahun yang dilakukan oleh diriku ini.
Yang berarti satu, apa yang menghasilkan siapa dalam cerita ini?

18 tahun.
Cerita yang akan disampaikan mungkin akan lebih dari 1 bait, atau bahkan 1 paragraf baku.
Yang menghasilkan sebuah penjelasan,
"INI ADALAH AKU.
AKU YANG TELAH MEMBAWA RAGAKU UNTUK MENCIPTAKAN AKU UNTUK MENJADI SESUATU."
Tidak, hal ini bukanlah yang ciptakan untuk menunjukan siapa aku, tapi apakah aku?

Seperti Chairil Anwar yang melantunkan Aku dalam setiap bait puisinya, aku juga sebuah binatang.
Tetapi, binatang ini tidak diciptakan untuk menjadi jalang.
Tetapi, diciptakan untuk menyayangi dan mencintai.
Memberi dan mengasihi.
Kadang kala, menangisi dan meratapi.
Itulah aku.
Aku yang menciptakan siapa dan apa dalam hidupku.
Hidup yang terkadang tak beragam tapi sempurna, sempurna dalam ketidaksempurnaannya.

Sekarang, hujan pun reda.
Matahari bersinar menciptakan tujuh warna bidadari yang menghimpun mata dunia dan menciptakan keindahan dalam setiap pandang.
Sekarang akan kusampaikan tentang Kamu.
Kamu itu sebuah rasa.
Tercipta memberikan hambar sebuah dansa.
Memberikan keadaan kepada ketiadaan.

Kamu itu menciptakan pesan kepada hal yang liar dan luas.
Imajinasi yang takkan terikat pada sebuah gravitasi.
Seperti Matahari yang menerangi dan liar bak lubang hitam diujung galaksi.
Ciptakan impian yang akan menerangi.
Yang mungkin kamu akan sadar bahwa itulah kamu untukku.

Korelasi pada bintang menciptakan indah pada waktunya.
Malam yang tercipta akan terlihat cantik.
Dengan terciptanya konstelasi bintang.
Sirius, Ursa Major, dan Segitiga Musim Panas.

Itu kamu dengan aku.
Menciptakan sifat dan menggabungkan rasa.
Memberikan cahaya dan memanfaatkan gelap.
Seperti itulah ketika Aku dan Kamu.
Sejuta kemungkinan, miliaran akal, triliunan Imajinasi.