Tourism is commander. That is what people said, not us. We listen what people said then we imitating. If we want to honest, Bali is leading to The Commander inauguration. And we proud of it, cause we have been desperately waiting a leader figure for along time. Without a leader in our life, we are like an orchestra without conductor. Our music life is no other that chaos it self. The tourism commander, we hope could lead us out of this multidimensional crisis.
And for that purpose, we are all ready to sacrifice more for the commander. Besides sacrificing is the point/core of our school education, tourism has given us international identity as human with high culture, unique custom, paradise of the world, island of thousand deities, natural artist, and more other remarkable epithet. Those international identities that w-e got, and we used as a basic to build a new civilization which is unclear of the form. But we stand up proudly. We are ready to become a teacher for other region in this country which is still working hard to build their tourism business. Except tourism, what else we still belonging to be given to the world?
We owe imagery to the glorious tourism. Because before tourism coming, our ancestor known as savage society, which were burning widows remained husband death, exile or separate a mother bearing twin baby of boy and girl, throwing member of a village out of the village, burning other people’s property and also war between country sides in physical and mystique. Alhamdulilah (thanks god), tourism has scraped off that bad imagery. So, with all the potencies we have been increasingly saleable to sell. We must pay that imagery debt at this present. And we will. Because paying our debt is part of our teaching from our parent since we were child through various ritual method.
For us, tourism has become a teacher. It’s a real teacher, not just an imaginary teacher. We learn foreign language, new culture; new standardize ethics and manner until new taste of tongue. Tourism also often offers a new sight of life, a kind of adventurer spirituality. Whereas our original spirituality is a spirituality people live permanently, with a clear space of boundary and very tightening. The adventurer spirituality has enriched our agrarian spirituality. It can be seen from the changing of our perspective in life. We start thinking now. But no matter how far our thinking has flied, finally we must return to custom den. It was where we born and we are thought to choose our die. And before death, we will surely pay our debt to the tourism teacher.
According the custom, a debt to a teacher must be paid with devotes which the point is making the teacher happy. Ethically, relation between teachers his student based on affection and obedient. Teacher gives us affection abundance and mind protection. We feel safe under teacher’s protection. Because all responsibilities we could easily give it to the teacher wisdom. Such as; environmental damaged and ethics declines is not our responsibility, it is the responsibility of the teacher.
Student pays his debt with a total obedient. We show our obedient by not stepping across his authority. If he wanted more amount of land, wet or dry, we will deliver it without thinking twice. It is really harmonious relationship. its hardly in harmony and doesn’t leave space for con- flict. Coincidentally, we are men who love peace very much and living avoids conflicts. There for, our relationship with tourism as a pair of lover who has just made love for the first time. Everything is beautiful. Nothing could separate both of us.
Honestly, the relation of teacher- tourism with us as student is not going in balance. Strong and weak. The strong one pulls the weak one. Of course, the teachertourism was stand in strong position. Our weakness that make it strong and getting stronger. We keep trying to make him happy. We submit our heritage land, river, mount bank, chastity, holiness and etc. We have done total devoting; there is no more space remain which was not explored yet by him. Later, we would not endow this land now still exist to our kids, but proudly we would endow a commander who at the same time as a teacher called tourism. Hopefully, our descendants receive it proudly and appreciate our tiring devotion who would be ancestor at the future.
Until nowadays, teacher-tourism still love to receive devotions. Hence, he abundance award in form of material prosperity. By that material prosperity we renovate our holy building, we also make a bigger and various ritual. It is really harmonic relationship of teacher and student. That all we know about it’s up to now. We don’t know if there are many things hidden behind it. Cause we are not a designer. We are not investor, we are just worker. Some small conflict happens. Each con- flict we solve it prudently and very adult. We give in for miraculous utterance: for the shake of tourism.
Never asking for how long it harmonies could hang on. In our environment has born people with a short thinking. Just enjoying what present. Leave it future to the “time” Isn’t true that time is deity, Kala deity who we scare to and for that reason we worship to?
There is teacher keep moving and there are permanent teacher. Teacher that keep moving we call as kuntul anglayang, flying stork. He is downward in a fertile and beautiful rice field. After satisfied he continue flying toward other new promising rice field. Searching the tracks of flying stork is like looking for a day before the day which has elapsed. The big trouble will emerge when in the future the teacher-tourism has been inconvenient again at us and leave us to become teacher in other place. We will not be able to his responsibility. Cause he of course has resided and don’t know where. We are going to be like a student that lost his teacher in fact, we don’t graduate the lesson yet.
Word of “guru” in our language meant “heavy”. Living with teacher-tourism is difficult. When he died it would be heavier. Its from a heavy condition toward other heavier. So that the journey of our destiny. As a good student, we hardly depend on teacher. A critics student commonly hated by the teacher. Thanks god we are not critics student but a good student.
Beside as the teacher, tourism has rolled as a parent feeding to their children. In our custom, a child is claimed to obey his parent, not only when his parent still alive but also after his parent die. As a good child we have shown up devotes to tourism. We have never been disaffected him. A disaffected child would be cursed the old fellow. One or two child has ever tried to be critical. They didn’t criticize tourism but the investor. But we rarely know how investor shut them up. They work like a ghost. They are existing but invisible. Suddenly an area has been their authority.
And suddenly we are forbidden entering it. Although passing through it, we have been considered to bother comfort of foreigner. We never know what to do while facing “ghost” like that. Coincidently, there many real “ghost” in our island. There for the investor could be easily to camouflaging their self. It confusing us, which spirit we must submit this offering. We nearly could not differentiate between the real and the imitation.
It is unavoidable. We have deep debt to teacher-tourism. And the teacher has become the commander what else we can do except being his soldier. A soldier duty is fighting against all enemies groaning power the area of glorious tourism. The commander has shown enemies that should be watched. Any social distortion, no matter how small, is the enemy that potentially annoying tourism blood. Hence, social distortion not only being watched but also depressed and hidden. It is just example. There are many more enemies that was considered could threatening the royal of the commander. We will not enlist it. Because, its anxious we entangling people we recognized.
But don’t worry. We are enough knowing our self. Few of us that were alienated from the shimmer of tourism, it will not threatening the tourism continuity (ajeg). Nevertheless we create a poem about loneliness. We also never publicize I, like as pamphlet. We just keep it under our pillow. We do not want to annoy the feeling of our family and neighbors that their kitchens smoke from it. They will fulminate and angry. This life has been difficult, so don’t make it worse. Tourism just a field of economical thing, that a field to get money for their family. It is not concerning ideology. Not tradition, culture, civilization, “keajegan” and continuity. Those things are the business of “abstract” people that only understand what they do not need.
One only in awhile, we would real those poem. Small voice. Just in the deep of heart. We absolutely realize, what we really facing is not the commander. But our own family, our own neighbors. We are not willing to fight against our family and our neighbors. Hence, we let the commander as it is. Do we fail? No, we don’t. We just find. Does the commander win? No, he doesn’t. He is usual. We are a couple of lover who never bored to make love. On the sea, on the lake, on the river, on the hill, on the mount, in the temple, in market, every where we passing we make love. Not a piece of bomb could separate our hugging. Its not an erotic island but a home of tourist.
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