#ar nya

[lunaversing]

https://birdfoxcreative.space

[kayyishwr]

Dan di antara tanda-tanda (kebesaran)-Nya ialah Dia menciptakan pasangan-pasangan untukmu dari jenismu sendiri, agar kamu cenderung dan merasa tenteram kepadanya, dan Dia menjadikan di antaramu rasa kasih dan sayang. Sungguh, pada yang demikian itu benar-benar terdapat tanda-tanda (kebesaran Allah) bagi kaum yang berpikir. (QS. Ar-Rum: 21)

Persoalan pasangan adalah tanda yang menunjuk pada Maha Besarnya Allah; Dialah Ilah yang Maha Kuasa Atas Segala Hal

Maka, bagaimana Allah mempertemukan dengan pasangan kita, dengan siapa pada akhirnya kita berpasangan, dan segala hal yang terjadi pada konteks itu, seharusnya menghantarkan pada satu tingkatan keimanan mengenai ke Maha Besaran Allah

[catatanmudri]

Serusak Apa pun Kita, Allah Tak Pernah Membuang Kita dari Rahmat-Nya

malam merambat di sela-sela dada,

menabur zulumat di raut wajah musafir

ia menakar hisabnya sendiri

seolah Ar-Rahman lupa ia masih hamba-Nya

di seberang jalan, ada tadarus yang pecah,

gemanya menampar angin yang berdebu.

sementara ia masih terperosok dalam ghaflah—

di qa’rul ma’shiyah yang ia gali sendiri.

“Ma hadza, ya akhi?”

“sekarung dosa, ustaz.

beratnya seperti Jabal Uhud,

aku takut Jahannam,

tapi tak tahu jalan pulang.”

“itu apa yang engkau tangisi, ya akhi?”

“luka, ustaz.

yang kugores sendiri di punggung iman,

aku ingin taubatan nasuha, tapi tanganku terus merobeknya.”

“itu apa yang engkau cari di malam-malam panjang?”

“Ampunan, ustaz.

tapi aku malu...

seorang najis sepertiku

layakkah aku bersujud kepada Rabbku?

lalu langit membuka jubahnya,

malam yang keruh pecah di pangkuan subuh,

dia yang hanyut dalam durhaka,

masih Allah panggil dengan nama yang sama.

hamba. hamba-Nya

dan di bawah kubah doa-doa yang berserakan,

sujudnya pecah dalam satu isakan:

“Allahumma innaka ‘afuwwun tuhibbul ‘afwa fa’fu ‘anni..” –HR. Tirmidzi

[milaalkhansah]

It's better to wait long than marry wrong

No matter how long or early we get married as long as we end up with the right one.

Salah satu bentuk neraka dalam hidup adalah salah memilih pasangan.

Nggak ada orang yang mati hanya karena belum menikah, namun banyak sekali yang harus merenggang nyawa hanya karena menikah dengan orang yang salah.

Persoalan tentang pilihan mana yang lebih baik antara menikah lebih cepat & menikah lebih lama agaknya sudah menjadi hal yang terlalu basi untuk diperdebatkan. Namun karena pernikahan juga merupakan salah satu hal yang tidak bisa dihilangkan dalam kehidupan seseorang, membuat kita mau gak mau juga harus mempersiapkan diri sebaik mungkin dengan menjadi lebih aware tentang pernikahan.

Sehingga yang menjadi masalah bukanlah seberapa cepat atau seberapa lambat kelak kita akan menikah, namun seberapa kenal kita dengan diri kita sendiri, seberapa siap kita dengan segala resiko yang akan kita jalani, dan seberapa yakin kita dengan pilihan yang kita ambil. Karena jika itu semua sudah kita perjelas, kita akan dengan mudah menentukan orang seperti apa yang kita butuhkan alih-alih inginkan untuk menjadi pasangan kita kelak.

Pernikahan bukanlah salah satu trophy kita dalam hidup. Sehingga cepat atau lama kita memperolehnya menentukan seberapa bernilai diri kita. Meskipun tidak bisa juga kita pungkiri bahwa keberhasilan sebuah pernikahan yang kita miliki dan menemukan orang yang tepat sebagai pasangan adalah salah satu bentuk privelege yang nggak semua orang miliki.

Menjalani pernikahan ibaratnya memilih sebuah permasalahan yang bersedia kita terima seumur hidup. Memilih pasangan ibaratnya pula kita memilih seseorang yang akan menemani kita menghadapi banyak peperangan bersama.

Allah menyebutkan tujuan pernikahan dalam surah Ar-Rum ayat (30:21):

"Dan di antara tanda-tanda kekuasaan-Nya ialah Dia menciptakan untukmu istri-istri dari jenismu sendiri, supaya kamu cenderung dan merasa tenteram kepadanya, dan dijadikan-Nya di antaramu rasa kasih dan sayang. Sesungguhnya pada yang demikian itu benar-benar terdapat tanda-tanda bagi kaum yang berpikir."

Jangan menikahi seseorang hanya karena kita mencintainya. Namun menikahlah dengan seseorang yang dengannya kita merasa tentram. Bersama dengannya kita memperoleh ketenangan. Karena banyak orang yang menikah karena cinta, namun ketenangan dalam rumah tangga tidak mereka temukan di dalamnya.

Di hidup yang singkat dan berat untuk dijalani sendirian ini, semoga kelak kita saling dipertemukan dengan sebaik-baik pasangan, dan diri kita bisa menjadi sebaik-baik jawaban dari doa seseorang.

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@milaalkhansah

[rylltheticism]

ini hanya pengingat untukku;

manusia itu makhluk yang rapuh, hatinya dapat berubah dengan mudahnya karena tuhan maha membolak-balikkan hati manusia lebih mudah dari caraku bernafas, jadi, tak usah sok tau perihal takdir, lari dari takdir atau mengoceh perihal takdir, tak perlu terlalu memikirkan orang yang hanya sepintas dalam hidupmu,

sebab;

Allah menghapus dan menetapkan apa yang Dia kehendaki. Dan di sisi-Nya terdapat Ummul-Kitab (Lauh Mahfuzh). (QS. Ar-Ra’d: 39)

[i-lambelangalde]

Everyone Sang | Ilquen Lirner

ló Siegfried Sassoon

Everyone suddenly burst out singing; And I was filled with such delight As prisoned birds must find in freedom, Winging wildly across the white Orchards and dark-green fields; on - on - and out of sight.

Everyone's voice was suddenly lifted; And beauty came like the setting sun: My heart was shaken with tears; and horror Drifted away ... O, but Everyone Was a bird; and the song was wordless; the singing will never be done.

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Ilquen yestaner vercála liru; Ar quanten i alassenen I mandina aiwi tuvir lériénen, Vilila valdavë lann' i fána Yávetauri ar nurno-laica restar; öa - öa - ar ambela cen.

Óma ilqueno oronyë vercála; Ar vanië túlë ve Andúanar: Hondonya quattë niainen; ar ñorto Hlapunë öa ... A, mal Ilquen Nánë aiwë; ar i lírë né quettenca; i liralë teluva aluvar.

Ilquen yesta-ne-r vercála liru; everyone begin-PST-PL sudden sing.INF Everyone began sudden[ly] [to] sing;

Ar quante-n i alasse-nen and be.filled.PST-I the joy-with And I was filled with the joy

I mand-ina aiw-i tuv-i-r lérié-nen, that imprison-ed bird-PL find-AORIST-PL freedom.PROS-with That imprisoned birds find with freedom,

Vil-ila valda-vë lann' i fána fly-ing wild-ly across the white Flying wildly across the white

Yáve-taur-i ar nurno-laica resta-r; fruit-forest-PL and dark-green field-PL Orchards and dark-green fields;

öa - öa - ar ambela cen. away away and far.away.beyond sight away - away - and beyond sight.

Óma ilquen-o oronyë vercála; voice everyone-of rise.PST sudden Everyone's voice rose sudden[ly];

Ar vanië túlë ve Andú-anar; and beauty come.PST like setting-sun And beauty came like [the] setting sun;

Hondo-nya quattë ni-ainen; ar ñorto heart-my shake.PST tear-with.PL and horror My heart shook with tears; and horror

Hlapu-në öa ... A, mal Ilquen blow-PST away O but everyone Blew away ... O, but Everyone

Ná-në aiwë; ar i lírë né quett-enca; be-PST bird and the song be.PST word-less Was [a] bird; and the song was wordless;

i liralë tel-uva aluvar. the merry.singing end-FUT never the singing will never end.

(Quenya)

Note: concerning quattë vs quansë as the past tense of quaþ-/quas- "to shake" — the sá-sí-ers can pry þ (and ñ) out of my cold dead hands the ashes of my corpse >:)

[avatar4life]

Credits : @crimson-cherry really love the art and the way they portray the ninjas is how I imagine them in this story. You all should follow them

Reader was playing once again in her room, alone again, as the ninjas were training with master Wu. She sat in front of the TV screen as she was shooting the space ships but got bored after a while 'man, I wish Lloyd was here to play' she thought as she paused the game and noticed that it was almost time to go to bed. She stood up and walked towards the outside door to see the ninjas chatting and teasing each other., noticing how close Lloyd got with the red ninja and his sister, almost acting like siblings, she felt a pang in her chest as she turned around and immediately walked towards her bedroom, which lucky was individual from the boys room. She walked past Pixal who looked at her worried and confused by her mood "Reader, are you ok? Your heartbeat seems elevated and your facial expressions shows you're upset. Would you like to talk about what's bothering you?" She asked gently as she looked at reader. Reader turned her head towards Pixal and glared at her as hard as a 10ys could do "yes I'm fine. Now leave me alone!" She said as she arrived to her bedroom and slammed the door shut. She knew that it was unfair getting mad at Pixal but she was blinded by her anger towards Lloyd and the betrayal she felt at how he distanced himself from her but got closer to the ninjas, especially the red one who she doesn't even bother learning the name of and his sister. 'he's my brother. My twin, he should be playing with me instead of them. I wish everything could go back to how it used to be, without them. Just me and Lloyd, against the world' she thought as she got to her wardrobe and put on her pajamas and went to sleep, though it was hard as her mind was filled with the memories of her and Lloyd before the ninjas and their uncle Wu came along.

The next morning, she woke up groggily as she fixed her hair, putting two hair clips in it to keep it away from her eyes. She put on her school uniform and skirt before grabbing her backpack and going out of her bedroom, ready to go to school. As she walked she almost fell as Lloyd ran past her to go and eat breakfast with the ninjas, messing up her hair a little bit, and in doing so it bothered her as she fixed it up again. As she finally reached the living room she grabbed her school lunch and breakfast as the ninjas were chatting at the table.

"man I'm so happy I don't have to go to school anymore, I get to stay here without hearing the teachers all day" Lloyd said as he was eating his breakfast, sitting in between Kai and Nya.

Reader having heard his little comment slyly mocked him annoyed before walking out of the monastery and going down the monastery's stair of the mountain before reaching the bus stop and waiting for her bus. Once it arrived she got in and gave the bus driver her ticket before going to sit down, glaring at the monastery as the bus started again and put on her headphones to let her mind daydream under the music spell.

On the top of the mountain, on the monastery's rooftop, a spirit was watching the bus leave the bus stop under the monastery with a neutral look '...close, but not yet' it thought as it disappeared in the air, going unnoticed.

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As Reader arrived at school she couldn't help but noticed the subtle way everyone was staring at her, making her feel more alone as she usually had Lloyd with her. As she reached her classroom the teacher gave her a pitiful look 'poor child' she thought as she started to teach the class.

Reader was looking out of the window, not caring to listen to the teacher as she looked at the people outside. As she let her mind wander, she didn't notice a certain blonde boy looking at her interested from the other side of the classroom 'mh' he thought.

As soon class ended, she got out of there, ignoring Brad as she felt really annoyed by everyone around her, forgetting her notebook on her desk.

The boy picked up the notebook and looked at it before putting his gaze towards the classroom's door, where reader left in a hurry and put it in his backpack and went out of the classroom too.

The same thing continued until lunch time, Reader didn't listen to the teachers and glared at anyone who looked at her or tried to talk to her.

As lunch arrives she was standing by the cafeteria and noticed how everyone was sitting at least with someone, making her feel alone again as she didn't knew who to sit with and instead opted for an empty classroom aand started to eat her lunch as she went to get her notebook to draw a bit to keep herself busy, but, as soon as she didn't feel the notebook in her backpack she opened it wide and let all the stuff fall as she shook it in panic "no no no, where is it?!" She said worried "looking for this?" A voice said as she turned around and noticed a boy by the door, and then noticed the notebook in his hands. She got up and took it from him in a mix of relief and suspicion "yes! Oh, wait did you do anything in it?" She said as she flips the pages but doesn't notice anything out of the ordinary. She sighed and went back to eat her food by her desk, thinking the boy will leave after giving her notebook back, but , instead he sat next to her and noticed how little food she brought with hwe and decided to divide his own sandwich ans guve the bigger part to her, waiting for her to accept the offer. She looked at him confused but grabs the sandwich and eats it "thanks...you can leave now" she said while munching her food, avoiding looking at him, thinking he will leave like everyone else. "No" he said to her as he went to eat his own part of the sandwich, surprising her "no?" She said as she looked at him, confused and a bit annoyed at his words "I said no, I don't want to" he said to her as he also looked at her.

She blinked as she looked at him for a while, perplexed by his words "why?" She asked "cause I want to stay here, with you" he said to her with a small smile "...you do know I'm the daughter of Garmadon right? Lord Garmadon? The guy who wanted to destroy all Ninjago?" She said even more confused at him as she turned her chair towards him, eyebrows frowned "I know you don't worry. But still I want to stay here" he said as he took another bite of his sandwich "..why?" She asked annoyed, confused and a bit flustered "cause I want to be your friend" he said to her. She looked at him with wide eyes at what she heard "why? How do you know if I'm not as evil as my father?" She said looking at him suspicious, squinting her eyes at him as no one at school wanted to be friends with her, either because of the pranks she used to do with Lloyd or because of her father's reputation "are you evil?" He asked her with curiosity "..I don't know" she said looking away, feeling conflicted by her role in all that's been happening "that's enough for me then" the boy said to her as he shrugged his shoulders and finished eating his food. She instead looked at her unfinished piece of sandwich and then at him, still suspicious and confused"but what if in the future I want to be evil too?" She said looking at him with conflict in her eyes, thinking her will look at her differently due to the question she proposed. Instead though, he looked at her reassuringly "then we'll be evil together, me and you against the world" he lift up his hand for a dab. She looked at him surprised by his words, not thinking he will still want to be friends even if she wanted to be evil like her father was. She scoffed and smirked at him, feeling a sense of relief in her heart and dabbed his hand "alright then" she said to him before leaning against the empty classroom's wall "what's your name?" She asked and he smiled at her "Strymyr" he said to her "we're partners in crime now Strymyr" she said with a smirk "wouldn't have thought any less from you Reader" he said as they continued to chat until school ended.

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As she arrived to the monastery she was feeling lighter as she walked past the living room, where the ninjas were playing at their video games and towards her bedroom.

She closed the door and layed down on her bed, her mind replaying all the events of today before she smiles widely 'i have a friend' she thought before holding her pillow tightly and falling asleep for a nap.

The spirit was watching her from the end of her bed with a small smile 'getting closer but not yet'

"good nap little lighthouse' it thought

This is all for now, the nickname 'little lighthouse' is because I kept listening to the song Lighthouse by Nina Kraljic and it fitted to the whole 'pure light' plot.

This drawing is mine though 🤭 pls don't hate on it🙏 I know it's nothing compared to Crimson's art but I just wanted to add my touch on the fic too

[diksifaa]

Se~istimewa Kurma

Pada dasarnya, hal hal istimewa belum tentu sesuatu yang besar, dan sesuatu yang besar belum tentu istimewa. Karena sejatinya istimewa bukan terlihat dari ukuran, namun terletak pada peran dan manfaatnya di kehidupan.

Kurma, ialah salah satunya, ukurannya yang kecil, bentuknya yang keriput, looked nya yang kering, bahkan mungkin sering dikira kecoa dari kejauhan, namun siapa sangka ia si sosok istimewa, benar adanya bahwa dont judge book by the cover.

Kurma, si istimewa.

Dilihat dari keseluruhan dari kurma seperti batang pohon kurma, daunnya, akarnya, bijinya juga buahnya memiliki berbagai manfaat dan khasiat, baik di dunia sains, kesehatan dan obat-obatan, kosmetik, fashion, juga sisi spiritual.

Misal, buah kurma sering menjadi gula alami dan sari kurma sangat baik untuk kesehatan wanita.

Batang pohon kurma menjadi bahan bangunan, kerajinan atau furnitur, pakan ternak dan juga bisa jadi pupuk.

Daun pohon kurma dapat menjadi bahan kerajinan, anyaman, pupuk, pembuat kertas, pakan ternak dan obat-obat tradisional.

Begitu juga dengan akarnya yang dapat menyimpan air di daerah kering, mencegah erosi, dan sebagai obat tradisional. Kemudian kurma juga buah tertua di dunia.

Selain itu, banyaknya penelitian dibidang sains dan agama terkait kurma, salah satunya ialah penelitian tentang ekstrak kurma yang bisa melindungi otak dari stress oksidatif dan peradangan, serta berpotensi mencegah gangguan neurodegeneratif seperti Alzheimer (Pujari et al, 2021).

Dari sisi spiritual, kurma sendiri adalah buah yang dianjurkan oleh rasulullah saw sebagai menu berbuka puasa alias sunnah dan makanan yang sangat dianjurkan untuk dikonsumsi sehari-hari. Nyatanya, manfaat dari kurma sebagai menu berbuka yakni dapat memulihkan energi secara cepat, melancarkan pencernaan, menghidrasi tubuh dan banyak lainnya. Maasyaa Allah

Kurma, si kecil yang istimewa, tak lupa juga bahwa kurma ialah buah surga. Salah satu buah yang terdapat dalam Al-Quran, juga merupakan buah surga sebagaimana firman Allah swt :

"Di dalam keduanya (surga) ada buah-buahan, kurma, dan delima."

(QS. Ar-Rahman: 68)

Seistimewa itu sebuah kurma. Ia tampak tak semenarik buah lainnya, namun jika Allah berkata ialah si istimewa, ia akan selalu tetap istimewa. Sebanyak apapun yang suka, dan sebanyak apapun yang tidak suka, ia tetap selalu istimewa.

Ibarat sebuah kurma, kita juga istimewa dengan apa adanya dalam diri kita. Tidak memandang besar kecil tubuh kita, juga tak memandang seberapa luas personal branding kita, jika kita istimewa ia tercermin dari seberapa bermanfaat kita kepada diri sendiri, keluarga, sekitar, dan dunia.

Dan kita istimewa, se~istimewa kurma

Senang bisa mengenal kakak dan abang yang istimewa, semoga selalu bermanfaat di darat, laut dan udara 🫶🏻

Fyi, aku pribadi tidak suka buah kurma, tapi kalo sari kurma dan kurma coklat syukee.

~Faa

[chebyshevptera]

bodysnatcher anon here. I need a fic idea can you yap to me. I need inspiration just waffle about anything please

OH MY GODDD BODYSNATCHER ANON YOURE BACK……. I hope you know I’ve been crying over ur fic for the last few days.

but yes anyrhing for you... Let me yap about jay and his paranoia

Jay is reactive . he has a very short fuse , he’s finicky, he panics too easily, and he gets uncomfortable at the drop of a hat , and all of these things come together to make him one unstable ball of his own element . jay gets angry at things that seem small and insignificant (most notably, cole’s poor sense of timing for his otherwise silly comments) and he is so impulsive that it gets him into more trouble than it should

but normally , he’s nice , he’s helpful, which is why it’s so easy to see how much of a hothead he is, because he goes from 0 to 100 so quick that it’s scary . he’s violent when he’s angry , too, because he doesn’t know how to constrain his anger . it itches and that makes him angrier , and then he lashes out

he does this when nya is kidnapped , and cole makes a comment that sends him into hysterics, because his loved one has just been taken by the enemy, so how can cole crack jokes at a time like this? how can he mock her like that? . he loves cole to death, but he loves nya, too, and for him to try to make what Jay perceives to be a joke about her being taken , well, he wants cole to shut up , to realize he’s being awful , and then it kind of turns into ….. jay being awful because he’s being too impulsive and not understanding cole’s side of the story

and again, he does this when he’s just discovered that his crush has supposedly chosen his best friend over him, after seeing them hold hands , after essentially being told that he’s not good enough . At first he’s sad , and then cole makes a comment , and he’s no longer sad, he’s angry, because there cole goes AGAIN with his jokes, and this time they’re about him? does cole think that little of him? why is he being this way? what did jay do that led him to deserve this?

he’s reactive with nya during skybound, when she tries to turn him down, and he immediately snaps at her because he thinks she’s looking down on him . he’s reactive when everyone is making wishes because they’re putting everyone in so much danger , what is their problem, why isn’t anyone listening to him ? over and over there’s just little bits and pieces of the show where jay is impulsive and reactive and hotheaded , so much more than his friends ar e……….. …

okay. Now for the reason I say all of this . it’s because He usually thinks he’s in the right , because holllyyyy fuckkkkkkk is he PARANOID. jay has a fucked up thought process that automatically makes him think everyone is out to get him, that there must be something wrong with him for people to treat him as badly as he thinks they are , instead of trying to actually understand where they’re coming from

this is why he’s a liar too . Btw. jay is so anxious over how people perceive him that he thinks he’s constantly being judged, so he makes up things to make himself seem better, more interesting , so that people don’t hate him .

I think he’s improved over time . i think he’s a little calmer and he has better coping mechanisms and i think he’s now knows how to deal with that little itch in his head telling him that people are out to get him . But i also think that progress will not only be negated when he goes Rogue , but he’ll be even worse than he used to be, because genuinely, understandably, from his perspective, people ARE only out to get him . genuinely i think he’s going to be sleeping with a knife under his pillow or something Simply Because he is so scared

but yeah. He’s just a fucked up guy and he needs help so so. So badly

[bayuvedha]

Kok nyesek ya suasana pasca lebaran?

Berasa lebih sepi gitu?

Ada yang juga merasakan hal yang sama?

Ternyata bukan kita aja yang ngalamin ini. Yups! Ini namanya post-holiday blues atau post-festivity syndrome. Kondisi yang muncul setelah kita ngerasain lonjakan emosi positif pas lebaran—dikelilingi keluarga, silaturahmi, makan bareng, tawa-tawa yang bikin hati anget.

Terus tiba-tiba semuanya balik ke settingan awal. Rumah jadi sepi. Aktivitas kayak biasa lagi.

Dopamin yang tadinya naik drastis, sekarang drop.

Dan emang bener, otak kita suka keteraturan. Jadi saat ada perubahan ekstrem dari “happy banget” ke “B aja”, ya wajar kalo mood ikut drop.

Otak butuh waktu buat adaptasi.

Tapi di balik semua ini, Allah ngasih reminder halus.

Kalau dunia ini emang cuma tempat singgah. Momen lebaran yang hangat dan bahagia itu, ya kayak gambaran kecil nikmat surga—sebentar, indah, tapi gak kekal.

Rasulullah SAW pernah bersabda:

“Jadilah engkau di dunia seperti orang asing atau orang yang sekadar lewat di jalan.” (HR. Bukhari)

Jadi, pasca lebaran ini juga waktu yang tepat buat refleksi:

Apakah setelah momen fitri, hati kita juga makin bersih?

Apakah kita bisa tetap jaga semangat kebaikan, walau euforianya udah lewat?

Kalau suasana mulai sepi dan mellow, mungkin itu juga sinyal dari Allah untuk lebih banyak mengingat-Nya. Karena hati yang kosong itu seringnya disebabkan karena kosong mengingat Nya.

Mari tetap jaga kedekatan dengan-Nya.

“Ingatlah, hanya dengan mengingat Allah hati menjadi tenang.” (QS. Ar-Ra’d: 28)

[shofiyah-anisa]

"Ketika kita mengimani adanya Allah, kita cukup mengimaniNya karena eksistensinya saja bukan karena Dzatnya Allah itu sendiri. Dari mana mengetahui eksistensinya Allah? Dari sifat-sifat Nya, nama-nama yang agung, dll." Kiranya begitu beberapa petikan dari kitab Thoriqul iman karya syaikh Taqiyuddin an-Nabhani.

Allah adalah Tuhan Maha segala Maha. Kita tau Dia yang penyayang lewat namanya Ar-Rohman dan ar-Rohim. Kita tau Dia menciptakan dan mengatur alam semesta dan segala isinya dari nama Allah al-Khooliq dan al-Mudabbir.

Laksana sebuah panggung. Segala hal di balik layar adalah Allah. Manusia hanya tinggal mengikuti perintah saja. Meski kadang banyak luputnya.

Allah Allah, izinkan berada selalu dalam jalan Ridho_Mu.

[ninja-confession-go]

My Ninjago X Epic The Musical fancast:

Young Garmadon as Odysseus

Koko (The Lego Ninjago Movie) as Penelope

Lloyd as Telemacus

Nya as Athena

FSM as Zeus

Mystake as Circe

Jay as Apollo

Kai as Hephaestus

Vania as Aphrodite and Cole as Ares

whoever was the mother of Garmadon and Wu as Hera

and Dareth as Hermes

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[catatanmudri]

Di beranda pagi, azan pertama memecah sunyi,

angin subuh menggulung doa-doa yang mengapung di cakrwala,

menitipkannya pada embun yang luruh ke bentala,

pada dedaunan yang bertasbih dengan getar syahdu

pada tanah yang tunduk dalam sepi,

menyambut fajar dengan sujud paling khusyuk.

Lalu kita

terbata dalam dzikir yang seringkali terlupa,

merapal hamdalah seperti mengunyah kebuli basi—

sekadar kebiasaan, sekadar latah lisan,

sekadar menutup lapar di perut doa.

“Bukankah hidup adalah ladang syukur?”

Tanya seorang bapak tua

sembari menyeruput kopi pahit yang tak kunjung habis.

“Karena hidup terlalu fana untuk menimbang untung dan rugi.”

Ia tertawa kecil, tapi matanya basah,

seperti telah bertemu dengan cahaya yang tak bisa ia riwayatkan.

Kita terbiasa menakar nikmat,

menghitung rezeki seperti tengkulak tamak di pajak dunia—

seberapa banyak? Seberapa cukup?

Padahal, langit tak pernah menakar gerimis,

matahari tak pernah menimbang panasnya,

dan Ar-Rahman tak pernah menyuruh kita menghitung karunia-Nya.

Seorang musafir rezeki menjajakan tabah dalam gelak tawa,

ibu-ibu menawar berkah di atas timbangan,

anak-anak berlari di antara jejak-jejak yang tak pernah dihitung,

sementara kita, sibuk mencari sebab untuk bersyukur,

padahal rahmat sudah meresap ke pori-pori tanpa kita sadari.

Di akhir hari, lelah mengguyur tubuh seperti hujan deras,

tapi bukankah hujan juga cara Allah memeluk bumi?

Bukankah gelap malam juga bentuk kasih sayang,

agar mata bisa beristirahat dari terik dunia?

Dan bukankah tubuh yang lelah justru pertanda

bahwa hari ini kita masih diberi waktu untuk berbuat sesuatu?

Lalu malam menjatuhkan dirinya ke bumi,

menyisakan sepi yang mengusap kepala,

dan dalam sepi itu, sujud terasa lebih berat—

bukan karena badan yang letih,

tapi karena kita terlena dalam keluh

terlalu sering lupa bersyukur.

Maka, biarlah subuh nanti membangunkan kita,

dengan azan yang lebih tajam menusuk hati,

dengan cahaya yang lebih jujur menyapa wajah,

dan kita

belajar mengeja syukur sekali lagi,

tanpa menakar, tanpa menimbang,

karena syukur bukan angka—

ia adalah napas, ia adalah hidup.

[kang-islah]

Kemana Kita Akan Pergi?

Kemana Kita Akan Pergi? Setelah banyak hal dilalui, setelah beragam keterampilan dipelajari, setelah mengumpulkan harta dari sana dan sini.

Kemana Kita Akan Pergi? Mencari kamu teman hidup sejati. Untuk menemani perjalanan ini. Bersama saling mengingatkan, melewati pahit-manis kehidupan ini.

Kemana Kita Akan Pergi? Kemana saja, asal bersamamu, aku akan mengiringi. Asalkan tujuannya tak melanggar tuntunan nabi. Sebisa dan semampunya raga dan hati ini.

Kemana Kita Akan Pergi? Perjalanan kita apakah benar hanya di dunia ini? Atau ada perjalanan lain setelah kita mati? Seberapa jauh perjalanan itu dan apa yang harus kita bawa nanti?

Kemana Kita Akan Pergi? Kang Islah I Serang, 1 Syawal 1445 H __________________________________

Referensi:

"Tiap-tiap yang berjiwa akan merasakan mati. Kemudian hanyalah kepada Kami kamu dikembalikan." (QS Al Ankabut: 57).

"Laki-laki yang berzina tidak mengawini melainkan perempuan yang berzina, atau perempuan yang musyrik; dan perempuan yang berzina tidak dikawini melainkan oleh laki-laki yang berzina atau laki-laki musyrik, dan yang demikian itu diharamkan atas orang-orang yang mukmin." (QS An-Nur: 3)

"Dan orang-orang yang diberi ilmu dan keimanan berkata (kepada orang-orang kafir), “Sungguh, kamu telah berdiam (dalam kubur) menurut ketetapan Allah, sampai hari kebangkitan. Maka inilah hari kebangkitan itu, tetapi (dahulu) kamu tidak meyakini(nya)." (QS Ar-Rum: 56)

"(Allah) yang menciptakan kematian dan kehidupan untuk menguji kamu, siapakah di antara kamu yang paling baik amalnya." (QS Al-Mulk : 2).

[gadiskaktus]

Langit malam ini, tepat diatas rumah. Walau ambil fotonya pakai hp kentang, mayan sih masih terlihat bulan nya. ___Bagaimana dengan langit mu? mendungkah? gelapkah? cerahkah?

Setelah kemarin menceraikan dunia kini mulai kembali menata ruang untuk kembali hidup walau redup. Membersihkan serpihan kaca yang masih tertinggal di bawah telapak kaki, walau masih terasa sakit untuk berdiri tapi dituntut untuk tetap melangkah. Waktu tidak bisa menunggu, waktu akan terus berjalan tanpa diriku atau bahkan melewatkan ku.

Untuk siapapun yang sedang terluka, sedang kecewa, sedang sakit hati, sedang ingin menyerah, yang sedang benci dengan keadaan dam marah dengan lingkunganmu. Tetaplah berproses sembuh dan tumbuh walau hidup dan redup. Berusahalah menerima dan melepas semampu dan sebisamu.

Teruslah berusaha sembuh lalu tumbuh. Yakinlah Allah tidak akan membiarkan dirimu terlalu jauh dan menderita. Allah tidak akan pernah meninggalkan mu sendirian, Allah juga tidak akan pernah memberikan beban di pundak mu terlalu banyak sehingga dirimu tak sanggup untuk memikul nya. Allah juga akan selalu menerima mu walau dirimu terlalu banyak dosa dan salah, karena Allah lah Ar-rahman Ar- rahim. Yakinlah pada Rabb-mu.

14 Agust 24. _____23.26 Riuh Pikiran menjelang tidur. Renungan untuk diri sendiri sebelum tidur.

[i-lambelangalde]

Lírë Felehtaro

Noirë amillenyan, néca yo fimbë, noirë atarinyan, i ondor imbë! Noirë néþanyarin, undu i sú, ar yá nas carina, noirë nin yú!

Noirë i arquenen ó rácina taxerya, noirë i herin yo néca cendelerya! Noirë i airimon mi yerna vaimarya, noirë iquindon ó arcastya arya!

Noirë hröanyan ar tupina nyelcenyan, Tëalë ná mi lúmë? Harin nómë olosta, horuvan hí oialë tenn’ alca enlosta.

In which I continue to write poetry about bugs. This is the song Myla (aka Maila) sings when you meet her in the entrance to Crystal Peak:

Bury my mother, pale and slight, bury my father with his eyes shut tight! Bury my sisters two by two, and then when you're done, let's bury me too!

Bury the knight with her broken nail, bury the lady, lovely and pale! Bury the priest in his tattered gown, then bury the beggar with his shining crown!

Bury my body, cover my shell, What meaning in darkness? Yet here I remain, I'll wait here forever till light blooms again...

Lírë Felehta-r-o song mine-agent-of Song of [the] Miner

Noirë amille-nya-n, néca yo fimbë, tomb mother-my-for pale both.and slender [A] tomb for my mother, pale and slender,

noirë atar-inya-n, i ondo-r imbë! tomb father-my-for the stone-PL among [a] tomb for my father, among the stones!

Noirë néþa-nya-r-in, undu i sú, tomb sister-my-PL-for beneath the sound.of.wind [A] tomb for my sisters, beneath the wind's howl,

ar yá na-s carina, noirë ni-n yú! and when is.AORIST-it done tomb me-for too and when it's done, a tomb for me too!

Noirë i arquen-en ó rácina taxe-rya, tomb the knight-for with broken nail-her [A] tomb for the knight with her broken nail,

noirë i heri-n yo néca cendele-rya! tomb the lady-for both.and pale face-her [a] tomb for the lady and her pale face!

Noirë i airimo-n mi yerna vaima-rya, tomb the priest in worn robe-his [A] tomb for the priest in his worn robes,

noirë iquindo-n ó arcast-ya arya! tomb beggar-for with crown.STEM-his excelling [a] tomb for [the] beggar with his excelling crown!

Noirë hröa-nya-n ar tupina nyelce-nya-n, tomb body-my-for and covered shell-my-for [A] tomb for my body and my covered shell,

Tëalë ná mi lúmë? Har-i-n nómë olosta, meaning is.AORIST in darkness remain-AORIST-I place dreamlike Is there meaning in darkness? I remain [in a] dreamlike place,

horuva-n hí oialë tenna alca en-losta. wait.FUT-I here forever until ray.of.light again-bloom.AORIST I will wait here forever until light blooms again.

(Quenya)

Notes: I had to change the wording a lot for this one to make it rhyme, and the rhythm kind of suffered.

There's no word for "bury" in Quenya??? I had to make do with "tomb" instead.

Nyelcë is my own coinage; I needed a word for "shell" as the bugs of the setting use it, since the only word we have for "shell" really means "seashell" or "conch". Edit: After some discussion I changed nyelco to nyelcë since -o words are often animate (and nyelco got assigned a different meaning)

The last few lines are a little messed up grammatically, but uhhhh the Infection does that to you I guess? At least it rhymes.

I probably should have used huinë for "darkness," but I like the double entendre lúmë gives: "What meaning in darkness? / What meaning in time?"

I use alca "ray of light" rather than cala "light" throughout the game when it's referring to the Infection, because the name I gave the Radiance is Alcarallë. Foreshadowing >:3