Followers
Friday, June 26, 2009
NEVER FORGET
I con't forget forever
I slways thinkinng about this
I hope all members are equal.
And
I try to movement for peace until ???
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
where are you now.
Tokyo is rain today.
I practice dancing.
It is a dance to which cancer improves.
The mind is quietened now.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
For the future
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Please give one love to me.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Tattoo is the same as Magic
I have tatoos on my fifty years old body.The tatoo tells a power to me sometimes.
Sanskrit and Arabic on my body is making friends each other for twenty years.
My tatoo is for beauty , peace and MAI.
Rose and butterfly.Thunder and musical note.
It makes me special with unique Bali colour.
I want to try other tattoos until I abondon my body.
I have a deep meaning for my tatto.
I need a spell to call it.I can't find the key because I have locked for a year and half.
If a rainbow colour batterfly is on my left wrist in the middle of October , the spell comes out.
Tattoo is the same as Magic.
But reality is self assertiveness.
Shiko.
I can
I am a contemporary dancer ,SHIKO.
I'm 52 years old and people say that I look like being in 40s.
My daughter tole me that.
I don't feel lonely, hardship or sorrow now.
I was ready to die a year and half ago.
I abondoned my children.
They have different fathers.
My mother says she loves my children.
I was not busy with my job.I was good in health.I was not rich.
I wanted to be disturbed by anybody.
I left Japan for Indonesia to do volunteer.
My youngest child cried looking at me.
I told good bye.
I didn't hug or tell good words.
I did all I could do for Indonesia and forgot about my family in Japan.
All I had was only half a million yen to travel Bali to Djakarta.
I made friends. A eight year old child taught me how to speak Indonesian.
Please prepare your hankerchiel,world.
This is the story of comedy , hardship, sorrow and etc.
A book will be published soon in Japan.
I hope you are reading this.
For my peace movement.
One hour hs past since I started writing.
Let's enjoy my time. It is what I chose to do.
Such a mother came back to Japan!
Family was happy? surprised?pucker?
My eighty four mother was right.
I was caught in a cancer.
I started abusing everything after that.
I mailed to my members of WIDIA and children in Indonesia.
I rejected everything.
I wanted to die many time with consciousness of the loser.
I analyzed myself.
I was suffered for bitterness and sorrow.
Somethig happeded in Indonesia is happening now again.
I wanted someone to help me.
There waa a flower.It was a present from my youngest child.
I was looking at it.
I realized suddenly.
I huged my family ,not anyone else.
I abondeded my children twice.
I make my body to learn MAI.
My friend named my dance "MAI of life"
My volunteer spirit is never finished yet.
I do it because nobody does it.
I'm 52 years old and people say that I look like being in 40s.
My daughter tole me that.
I don't feel lonely, hardship or sorrow now.
I was ready to die a year and half ago.
I abondoned my children.
They have different fathers.
My mother says she loves my children.
I was not busy with my job.I was good in health.I was not rich.
I wanted to be disturbed by anybody.
I left Japan for Indonesia to do volunteer.
My youngest child cried looking at me.
I told good bye.
I didn't hug or tell good words.
I did all I could do for Indonesia and forgot about my family in Japan.
All I had was only half a million yen to travel Bali to Djakarta.
I made friends. A eight year old child taught me how to speak Indonesian.
Please prepare your hankerchiel,world.
This is the story of comedy , hardship, sorrow and etc.
A book will be published soon in Japan.
I hope you are reading this.
For my peace movement.
One hour hs past since I started writing.
Let's enjoy my time. It is what I chose to do.
Such a mother came back to Japan!
Family was happy? surprised?pucker?
My eighty four mother was right.
I was caught in a cancer.
I started abusing everything after that.
I mailed to my members of WIDIA and children in Indonesia.
I rejected everything.
I wanted to die many time with consciousness of the loser.
I analyzed myself.
I was suffered for bitterness and sorrow.
Somethig happeded in Indonesia is happening now again.
I wanted someone to help me.
There waa a flower.It was a present from my youngest child.
I was looking at it.
I realized suddenly.
I huged my family ,not anyone else.
I abondeded my children twice.
I make my body to learn MAI.
My friend named my dance "MAI of life"
My volunteer spirit is never finished yet.
I do it because nobody does it.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
A dance to cure cancer
Mother Teresa: How to Love God
I heard it many times.
And, now.
It works hard to defend the global peace.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
a volunteer in Japan.
This is a volunteer in Japan.
I was doing the radiation therapy.
I was frightened.
However, the god gave me courage.
The child laughed.
The child touched my hand and face
.
I expressed my gratitude.
And, I swore it to the god.
I fight against cancer.
I am not defeated at cancer.
For the deprived child
For the global peace.
This is two years ago.
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