Ayo Menulis, Dez!

Somewhere in between… Somewhere in between, in the garden sprouts and my lover embrace, the quiet peace of dawn highlighting the dew. How perfect, how beautiful, what kind of catharsis I can feel this way! But how tragic ironically I put myself on this kind of imagery. That was just some kind of a human imagination longing for some kind of catharsis, for being purified and for being happy. Just like I am somewhere in between. I'll not know where to find the happiness, the elusive thing I want to reach. Some say, the happiness is about material, wealth, a thing, visible. Some other describe the happiness is a divine being, absurd, relief. For me it can be all of them, a kind of self-fulfilled, a thing(s) to be achieved. Happiness, yet is [not] merely a concept. Not a word that is often used to describe the state of being right now. An old thoughtful wisdom made an analogy; the beginning of happiness was a large crystal ball, which the gods used to play with. One day, while the gods...

Suatu pagi pada Desember basah, aku; seorang teman, berkunjung. Hai, kulihat dari jauh wajahmu seperti gula pasir, tentu saja aku tersihir, lalu aku mendatangimu, terlalu pagi memang, apa kau keberatan? Sedang apa kau? Hai, mengapa kau hanya terdiam? Untuk apa semua itu? "Kak, aku sedang membuat pintu, sebuah pintu untukku, yang akan ku gunakan sebagai gerbang, menuju apa yang belum pernah kulihat di depan sana. Di hadapanku, aku ragu untuk membuka pintu ini. Aku nihil apa yang ia sediakan; mungkin ada matahari yang siap membakar. Mungkin ada awan hitam yang siap memuntahkan air hujan. Mungkin ada angin yang sedang mengamuk. Mungkin ada pucuk pohon yang akan segera rubuh. Mungkin ada rembulan yang kesepian. Atau mungkin pintu ini sulit kubuka." Hei… hei… Gelas itu bukan setengah kosong, tapi setengah penuh. Ingatlah sudah Sembilan belas pintu kau lalui bukan? Tidakkah itu juga sebuah keajaiban? Pikirkanlah akan banyak bunga, burung-burung berkicau di pundakmu, awan yang memb...

That I would be good even if I did nothing That I would be good even if I got the thumbs down That I would be good if I got and stayed sick That I would be good even if I gained ten pounds That I would be good fine even if I went bankrupt That I would be good if I lost my hair and my youth That I would be great i if was no longer queen That I would be grand if I was not all knowing That I would be loved even when I numb myself That I would be good even when I am overwhelmed That I would be loved even when I was fuming That I would be good even if I was clingy That I would be good even if I lost sanity That I would be good …. Alanis Morrisette, I like this song very very very much. It tells me that in whatever condition I am in, I do, I can, I would be always good. This is the essence of a self motivation for me. It is the sense of respecting myself when I'm terribly down, even if I did nothing, even if I got the thumbs down, even if the world has just pushed me into the bottom of t...

S iapa sih orang di dunia ini yang maunya sengsara aja? Saya rasa tidak ada, meskipun kesengsaraan atau kesialan itu tidak dapat kita hindari dalam hidup. Seperti yang Albus Dumbledore bilang dalam film Harry Potter; "This pain is part of being human … the fact that you can feel pain like this is your greatest strength." Kesengsaraan adalah bagian dari hidup manusia, kesengsaraan tersebutlah yang membuat manusia justru menjadi kuat. Betul memang… Tapi terlepas dari kesengsaraan atau kesialan ataupun penderitaan atau apalah namanya yang membuat kita kuat dalam menjalani hidup, tentu merasakan penderitaan hingga berlarut-larut sedih sangat ingin kita hindari. Yang kebanyakan dari kita inginkan dalam hidup adalah merasa bahagia, ataupun menjadi kebahagiaan itu sendiri. Setuju gak?? Well, saya ada tips nih untuk sedikit endure the feeling of pain and be happy. Tipsnya sangat sederhana yang bisa membuat kita merasa senang, dan bisa kita lakukan sehari-hari. Oya, tips ini saya dapa...

Lama nih gak nge-Blog. Saya sedang asyik corat-coret di Tumblr.com Mainan baru lagi (buat saya)... Ayo dong gabung, lebih rame di sana. Klik Linknya ya…. bungaplastik.tumblr.com

Bla..bla..bla…bla… Jujur nih saya bingung mau nulis apa. Lama tak nge-blog dan saya rasa, saya sudah tak produktif di bidang ini (lagi). Tergoda gadget baru nih. Sibuk ngoprak-aprik. Emang sih gak seautis kekasih saya, (Uhh dia mah, totally freak and autistic kalo udah berhubungan sama gadget, kadang saya malah dianggap gadget juga—loh loh nggak deeeng) tapi kenalan sama gadget ini lumayan menyedot perhatian saya dari lingkungan. (Tuh kan virus autisticnya menular) Well yeahh, perkenalkan gadget baru saya. Sibuah Apel groak, alias iPhone. Masih 3G sih, dan saya tidak berharap punya yg 4G. (Kalo saya pake 4G, si kiting kekasih saya yang autis itu pake apa ya??? LOL) Yah pokoknya mah 4G udah paling yang terkeren deh, katanya dengan senyum evil autisnya haha. Nah, yang saya suka dari gadget ini ya karena apps-nya yang buaaanyyyaaakkkkk, trus saya bisa menjadi sangat mobile dan menjadi makluk social di dunia maya (dan anti-social di dunia nyata karenanya) lewat Twitter, Facebook, Fours...

You know what, so quiet today. You didn't call nor answer, you didn't text nor reply, you didn't tweet nor DM-ing. You didn't even whisper to me… What's wrong ? :@ I was hysterically panicked. I walked alone across those streets. :~ Swinging… Singing… losing control of self consciousness, holding the resentment of absurd clarity of your exist nihilism, beating the restless of stupidity and thought of you, or drawing the confusion of water falling from my pitiful eyes, yet those were I was doing. Laugh at me, it was so fucking hilarious . :r Darn…! You haven't come to me in form yet. But you're always here. You're a ghost. You're a ghost of my imagination. You're my lover . You're my heroin. You're damn ghost. You're you. And I love you. Still you're ghost. Yeah I, myself had made you ghost. But Honey, though it's so silent today I felt you'd followed me. You followed me into the class, you followed me walking across thos...