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Dear Mr. Gates:
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Date: Fri, 15 Jun 2007 9:36 WesternIndonesiaTime Subject: Remembering Mahatma Gandhi's Long Life
Yesterday when I was working to upload some photos at the Internet shop, two high school girls came in and took a sit in front of two empty computers on my left. While typing and browsing with their keyboards and mouse, they mentioned the name "Mahatma" several times. On that day I was in my fasting, the one day fasting and one day off. Although they might not talking about my self, yet their mentioning Mahatma reminding me with Mahatma Gandhi. Around two years ago I once wrote in the mailing list of my ex-senior high school friends that my work of inspiring the world not rely upon having much money or not, somewhat like Mahatma Gandhi. Nevertheless, recently came a thought in my mind that if I kept following the path of Mahatma Gandhi, I could be living a much longer life since Mahatma Gandhi died at the age of 78 years old, and it is against my consent to move to the eternity soon. Therefore, I should apologize for having to initiate my own path of destiny according to my consent to move to the eternity.
Date: Fri, 15 Jun 2007 9:55 WesternIndonesiaTime Subject: A Message in the Dusk of Tuesday 12 June 2007
In the dusk of Tuesday 12 June 2007, after taking a bath I entered my bedroom and placed the towel in the hanger at the feet part of my bed. By the time I stepped back, all of a sudden I heard a noise of something. It appeared to be something under Paris Hilton's painting were changing places, from leaning to the wall to leaning to my bed. Those things were a long cylinder of carton, an empty frame, a carton containing my trilogy windows paintings, and an unfinished painting of red roses made by my father. Along with it was my briefcase. I immediately placed them again to where they belonged, leaning to the wall, like in the above photo. The trilogy paintings of windows have a significant relevancy with these letters, since those are the paintings produced in 1990 about the window in a room of a newly wed couple which later on I named "Windows". It inspired me to think that maybe I should write here the website of my paintings, because since the first time I wrote these letters I never wrote it. So here is the website of my paintings: http://www.geocities.com/amfirs
Another interesting thing that it happened at 6.22 PM Jakarta time. Or in Los Angeles time, where Paris Hilton is serving her sentence, it was 04.22 AM PT. The number 04 is like reminding me of my consent to become zero to move to the eternity.
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Thank's, A.M. Firmansyah Tel. +62812 183 1538
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