20 mei 26 rabu

 

siang warkop

kampussampah

tokobuah

rapat online

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19 mei 26 selasa

 

pg femi kopi

meeting online

siang wrg kopi

kampus sampah

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pul

perpus mpe malam

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And when the night feels endless,

 

In the name of You,
I must be strong
when my heart trembles
like a candle against the storm.

In His name,
I must be patient
even when silence cuts deeper
than the sharpest words.

Lord,
I need You tonight.
The world feels heavy,
and shadows walk too close behind me.

It seems
someone carries darkness toward me,
someone whose presence
turns peace into fear.

Lord,
stand beside me.
Be the shield around my soul,
the light inside my shaking chest.

In His name,
protect me from cruelty,
from hidden hatred,
from those who wish harm upon my path.

Remove evil far from my life
like smoke scattered by the wind.
Let justice rise in its rightful time,
according to karma,
according to Your perfect judgment.

Not through hatred,
not through revenge,
but through truth
that no darkness can escape.

Lord,
I am afraid.
But even fear
still kneels before Your power.

So hold my spirit steady.
Teach me courage.
Teach me peace.
And when the night feels endless,
remind me
that no shadow survives forever
where Your light remains.

18 mei 26 senen

 

siang kampus sampah

wrg preman eror

wrg stanley eror

wrg akim eror

wrg ayam

wrg teh

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difficult to understand.

 

She acts like she’s in charge
even though she’s not a lecturer,
not a leader,
not anyone with authority—
just someone
who walks into the room
and speaks
like the world bends
around her voice.

Yeah,
she’s a senior.

And somehow,
I keep thinking about it.

Maybe
behind her sharp tone
there’s a piece of kindness
I haven’t understood yet.

Maybe
I’m just afraid
of being ignored
by Mister High—
that cold person
whose eyes feel like
a locked door
with no key.

Maybe.

I don’t know.

God,
I am confused.

Sometimes I want to leave.
Sometimes I want to stay.
Sometimes I just want
to be seen,
even for a moment.

So I give everything to You.

If she is kind,
make her my friend.

If she is cruel,
throw her far away.

And about Mister High—

if he is kind,
let his heart become softer.

Make me strong
to face his silence,
his pride,
his strange presence
that somehow
keeps crossing my path.

And if he is bad,
throw him far away too.

But then again…

You placed me here,
in this exact moment,
with these exact people.

So maybe
there is something
I am meant to learn.

About patience.
About dignity.
About understanding people
who are difficult to understand.

Or maybe
about myself.

And maybe, God…
that has been the answer
all along.

17 mei 26 minggu

 

siang wrg teh

kampus sampah

tokobuah

showba cigarete

wrg preman

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16 mei 26 sabtu

 

kampus sampah

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