Bright atmosphere cheerful state

Before turning the key to the "off" position, I expand my chest to draw a mixture of various colorless and odorless gases flowing through the two holes above the lips. Compressing it at the base of the stomach and holding it for a count of seven.

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Seven! "Seven" is interpreted as a goal to be achieved. Seven in Javanese is pitu, which implies pitulungan. He seeks "pitulungan", trying to get help.

To whom? Of course to HIM who is at the top, namely the Giver of the Way Out. Next, to the person who surrenders so that he arrives at his true self without any desire.

That's where I make myself clear. At least, realizing someone who returns home in a state of no anxiety. Safe and peaceful in the soul is built with deep breathing exercises taught by the teacher.

I have to do it to get rid of the butterflies flying in the body cavity under the chest. Winged insects circle around and land on the stomach. Legs swing and grip. Mouths say they understand the outer skin of the stomach.

A strange sensation, but pleasant. Makes someone with a thin beard nervous. Lips closed, holding back the throbbing heartbeat that had made him restless.

For a moment, his eyes saw the reflection of the oval face in front of him. Nervousness moved his hands. Fingers combed back the long top hair, not touching the sides with short hair so that the bright color of his facial skin was visible. Some of the crest that he let fall strengthened the impression of a tough face with a charming, firm jawline.

A feeling that was difficult to explain emerged. Thoughts were wandering, maybe because I hadn't felt it for a long time. All the mixed feelings seemed to be stirred up, messing up my soul. There was a feeling of pleasure, that was for sure, the cause of great joy and comfort. For a moment? Maybe.

Behind the explosion of undefined desire and becoming additional fuel for a more enthusiastic life, the euphoria hid a great worry. Worry that he always thought about so that it would not be known.