Pointing out to people that politics is dirty
or
How love is heart breaking
or
Why people have to go to war
or
Why there's an end to everything
is just as redundant as asking
Why does my shit smell?
Cyrostasis
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Hedonism
Man just wants to be happy. But society wants him to be good. And when he's good, Man is rarely happy. But when he's happy, he's always good.
Henry Wotton
...or reality now?
Friday, April 8, 2011
Portrait
I am one of those people who seldom smile when photographed. I wonder if it's related to my personal beliefs. I don't believe in perfection of pictures. When I see a great photo, the first thing that comes to my mind, "What's beneath that smile? Is the person as happy as he or she portrays?"
There must be stories beneath each picture. Be it dark or bright as day.
An example of this, I use to wonder who took a particular picture. If he is not a photographer or at least into photography, why is he taking the picture? Don't they think that he or she might want to be in that picture too? Is he/she isolated, a pushover or something? Or the others think he/she is too ugly to be in that picture? That's not so good, right?
But in the simplest words, regardless of my arguments, I am not photogenic. Hahahah!
There must be stories beneath each picture. Be it dark or bright as day.
An example of this, I use to wonder who took a particular picture. If he is not a photographer or at least into photography, why is he taking the picture? Don't they think that he or she might want to be in that picture too? Is he/she isolated, a pushover or something? Or the others think he/she is too ugly to be in that picture? That's not so good, right?
But in the simplest words, regardless of my arguments, I am not photogenic. Hahahah!
Thursday, April 7, 2011
eat shit
now
murderers want to be the saints and the proper
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
EAT SHIT!
why bother what people could see than what you really do?
God is a forgiver
but men's heart rarely do
deep inside you rot and stink
deep inside you know it fucking well don't you?
Hahahahahahahahaha
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
fortitude
time waits for no one
yet there he stood grittily
a dweller of void emotions
a fucking complexity
beyond repair.
beyond redemption.
yet there he stood grittily
a dweller of void emotions
a fucking complexity
beyond repair.
beyond redemption.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
khabarkan berita
kala izrail memanggil mu
dan kamu jadi jadi bukan kamu
hanya satu kupohon ya tuhan
meski aku hanyut kejauhan
meski aku leka kealpaan
kau ringankanlah sakitnya
kau permudahkanlah urusannya
kau tempatkanlah dia dimana sempurna
pergi engkau biar aku
khabarkan berita baik untukmu
ceritakan berita indah tentangmu
lupakan yang keruh aku, kamu
kerna hari ini hari kau
hari ini pergi kau
entah esok entah bila
hariku pergi tak terjangkau
Tribute to Mohammad Arif Azman who once taught me literature. He passed away today due to brain dead.
dan kamu jadi jadi bukan kamu
hanya satu kupohon ya tuhan
meski aku hanyut kejauhan
meski aku leka kealpaan
kau ringankanlah sakitnya
kau permudahkanlah urusannya
kau tempatkanlah dia dimana sempurna
pergi engkau biar aku
khabarkan berita baik untukmu
ceritakan berita indah tentangmu
lupakan yang keruh aku, kamu
kerna hari ini hari kau
hari ini pergi kau
entah esok entah bila
hariku pergi tak terjangkau
Tribute to Mohammad Arif Azman who once taught me literature. He passed away today due to brain dead.
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