It's your birthday...

You're away from the city, finally.
You come here to be alone and use your birthday as another moment to reflect.
You're sitting one of the rocks on the higher ground around The Domas Crater in Mount Tangkuban Perahu.
You're bare foot, and just took of your clothes, leaving nothing but your boxer.
You leaned your back to the big rock after meditating for maybe 15 or 20 minutes.

You closed your eyes and smelled the fresh air of the mountain mixing the steam coming out from the hot springs everywhere around you, this reminded you of Lónsöræfi.
You heard birds, the water boiling from the hot springs, and the subtle voice of the wind.
You feel the breeze touches each part of your body, slowly, but consistent.
You let your self feel whatever you're feeling.
You opened your eyes, and started writing on a blank page of your book.

Again, you come here to be alone and use your birthday as another moment to reflect. So here's what you think and what (you think) you know. You just turned 25, and:

You just saw two birds flying together.
You have faith and hope in your life.
You are always in a process of discovery.
You just farted a few seconds ago, and then burped.

You are closer to death every second, and to you, this is a motivation, not pessimism.
You are surrounded by other rocks and hot springs around you, which are surrounded by thousands of tall and colorful trees, and behind the trees in front of you is a vast mountainous-shaped tea garden.

You are breathing, and the earth breathes with you.
You smile a lot, and you don't fake it.
You love your family and friends.
You keep faith and prefer to see the good in people.

You know your reason to live and your still fighting for it.
You feel the breeze going in your boxer. You started to laughed when you think of writing it, but you wrote it anyway because it's true and you're not ashamed of writing it.
You can feel the warm sun upon you.
You're alone, but definitely not lonely.

You just farted again, but this time no burping.
You are starting to feel cold, but so does the rock.
You want to be more useful to others.
You have traveled to more than thirty countries.
You just burped.

You wish to be 26 and more, not because you're afraid of death (anymore), but because the dream you have will take time and patient.
You knew, know an want to always remember that time can not be bought.
The sky on your left is dark now, but on your right still bright.
You have people that care for you.

You realized you can't feel your butt anymore, and you're happy.
You have changed drastically over the past 8 years.
You're looking at the view in front of you again.
Nature is beautiful.
You and the rock are becoming one.
You are nature.
You're starting to cry of how peaceful you feel right now...
You realized you are home...
You are grateful for being able to feel grateful...
You can't stop crying...
Right now, you are living the moment.

with smile,
ali