Friday, 11 November 2016

almanak penggenggam sang hujan

setelah sekian lama menghela nafas di khayangan,
saatnya ku turun main layangan,
setelah sekian lama mengulum rindu mengucap janji,
saatnya ku rebah dalam sembah,

bulir keringat beradu sendu,
tak pelak hadir pula sang waktu.
menggelinjang manja
menggoda.

berdiri bulu kakiku,
menyambut luapan air.
banjir.







Saturday, 9 January 2016

This is My Society. How's Yours?

Society.
Being raised bounded to the "materialism" and "wealth" believes.
Someone is success if he or she accomplishes such level of wealthiness.
Someone is success if he or she is in the state of being rich and affluent; having a plentiful supply of material goods and money.
Someone is success if he or she has majestic property that has economic utility: a monetary value or an exchange value.
Someone is success if he or she has an abundance of material possessions and resources.

I, you, we, they
are
fascinated of the glimmering money and social status.

The gaps between the haves and the have-nots are in to a limb.

The green-eyed monsters are splattered all-around the isles of islands.

The joyless-eyed paupers are dashed hastily into the minuscule holes.

People are in a rush to compete who's having what.


Coup,


Why can't we just enjoy what we have now?





Sunday, 13 December 2015

RWD: Cascading Thru the Window Sill..

This afternoon
This foolishly over-flown thought
This ambiguous idea
This idea of you and I

Across the sea.



Monday, 16 March 2015

#GreatWriters: C. Rajagopalachari

Chakravarti Rajagopalachari, popularly known as "Rajaji" or "C. R.", was a great patriot, astute politician, incisive thinker, and one of the greatest statesman. A close associate of Mahatma Gandhi, he was an ardent freedom fighter. In his capacity successively as Chief Minister of Madras, Governor of West Bengal, Home Minister and the first Indian Governor General of India he rendered yeoman service to the country and left an indelible impress on our contemporary life.

Rajaji's books on Marcus Aurelius, the Bhagavad Gita and the Upanishads are popular. But in Mahabharata he displays his inimitable flair for telling stories and applying their moral to the needs of modern times. The stories were originally written in Tamil and rendered into English, mainly by Rajaji himself. To have preserved the beauty and spirit of the great  original in refined and simple English is an achievement of the highest order.

Rajaji passed away in 1972 at the age of 94.


*as it is written at the back cover of Rajaji's English rendered Mahabharata published by The Bhavan, 1985.


Sunday, 8 March 2015

A Hiatus: A Missing Piece

Hello, there! How have you been up to? It's been a-long-while since my last post. Work has just gone cray-cray these days. I'd really like to post, but what? The idea seems to go lacking of stimulating characteristics. Only mere pointless mental cognition. I suck-ccessfully posted ONE post up until before this!!! Crap, this is so PATHETIC. some of my thoughts just ended up being immature drafts. 

Regardless the jittery deeds I did which resulted in a fluctuation of my questioned maturity, I was like, you know, normal people, tried to get rid of them all in a single blow. On Monday, I got the chance to drop by to a bookshop nearby. A friend of mine told me that he bought couple of great books there with such an affordable price. It was quite surprising for me that this bookshop is also an antique shop. There are some gigantic bookshelves around the room and piles of categorized books all over the place. (I'd better take picture later on!) There I got the chance to enhance my book collections, I bought an Indian epic, Mahabharata, translated to English by C. Rajagopalachari and published by Bhavan's Book University. I also bought an Asiapac Comic Series entitled "The Book of Zen" edited and illustrated by Tsai Chih Chung and translated to English by Koh Kok Kiang. Lastly, I found an interesting book of Zen written by Jon Winokur. It's entitled "Zen to Go" a worthy thoughts in handy chunks. 

Well, hope you guys have a great valuable timmy timey.
xx


Saturday, 31 January 2015

a subtle mind: finer nuances :)

a brief summary up until this exact second I jotted down my thoughts:

being thankful is all that matters.













first post in 2015.
inhale negativity, exhale positivity.
don't worry, be happy. :')


Saturday, 13 December 2014

nocturnal flower.

when 
you 


w   o       rrr  
y
o
u
R

 ass off


bbb ... u... ttt...



n
  o
    n 
      e 

appreciates you.






Wednesday, 19 November 2014

Nighty Night.

Starry, starry night.
Oh, dear nighty night.

Hazy, dazy night.
Oh, love nighty night.

Blurry, blurry night.
Oh, darling nighty night.

Glossy, gauzy night.
Oh, sweetheart nighty night.

Pick up my phony phone.
Oh, baby nighty night.

Reply my texty text.
Oh, honey nighty night.

Read my chatty chat.
Oh, sparky nighty night.


Monday, 17 November 2014

First Trial: Foreword to "The Humble Faces"

The photo book will be printed soon and you guys definitely should go grab one! 


Greetings, Universe~
One of my friend, Victor Puguh Harsanto (please kindly drop by, victorpuguh.blogspot.com) asked me to write foreword to his forthcoming simple yet dazzling self-published photo book. I was like, "Seriously, I haven't written something serious these days." He has asked me since last month, but I haven't got the time to write anything. You know, as a pro procrastina-tard, I was postponing the deadlines not until last weekend. My fingers were kinda trembled, and I just didn't know what to type. crap. I urged myself to think harder and went beyond the "viewfinder". VOILA! There might be some diddly-doodly crumbs here and there, need revision and re-vision. Have a nice time-traveling!

Two analog cams Victor uses to take the humble faces.. :)



Foreword to “The Humble Faces”

What would’ve been a better time machine than a photo book? I would personally say that Victor Puguh Harsanto has successfully brought the ultimate experience of time traveling through his dazzling self-published photo book.

These analog photograph collections focus on Victor’s life journey in encountering with others. Based on the idea of having a photo book as a perpetual remembrance of the momentous events in life, Victor tried to share his experience of looking beyond the viewfinder.

Getting into the analog photography entails a bit of complete and wholehearted fidelity, yet the experience is worth it. Victor is fond of the surprises the analogue photography grants. Besides, he is also enthusiastic about the unique appeal that he can only obtain from capturing with film – the deeper and more heartfelt pictures. As he can establish the warmercolors, the dramatic saturation and the film grain adds more soul and character to his images. Analog photographs bring to the readers’ mind nostalgic and dreamy memories as he fetches his experience of becoming a teacher in Merauke, Papua in 2005, through the volcano climbing in Gunung Gede, West Java, in June 2014.

Victor believes that analog photography is a device of infinite values of life: honesty. It is revealed in a gleam that analog photography refurbished our upsurge of emotions, exalted and enhanced our perspective by conveying a ‘one of a kind’sight of mental imagery and captures. Its enigmatic depictions of originality and genuineness provoke the quality of being honest.

Subsequently, portraits portray the sweet and unexplainable charm of God’s grace. Regardless of medium, portrait photographs inherit the capacity of being a divine guidance, aspiration, encouragement, authenticity, and to a greater extent, being Victor’s subjects of his learning process. As a result, it’s fortifying ever-growing records of his life; a glimpse assemblage of reminiscent memories and virtues.

This photo book offers a sense of the experiences of seeing God’s portrayal through the portraits of common people (Victor’s family, friends, kids, students, farmers, labors, neighbors, fishermen), forming a bridge between their daily existence and our reality bond with others. Victor’s photographs challenge us to see the reality emerges through these humble faces. Senses; have we used our precious gift from God to sense our surroundings?

Noberta Nissa Edina R.
A well-established amateur suburban geek.




Sunday, 9 November 2014

Afternoon Vibes: Yuna - Lullabies

can't stop repeating the verses.
I will def leave all my troubles here.




Lullabies 

Like lullabies you are,
Forever in my mind.
I see you in all,
The pieces in my life.
Though you weren't mine,
You were my first love.

I wanted to go away with you,
And I will leave all my troubles here.
I wanted to run away with you,
And I will bring all my dreams and fears.

Like lullabies you are,
Forever in my mind.
I see you in all,
The pieces in my life.
Though you weren't mine...
Like lullabies you are,
Forever in my mind.
I see you in all,
The pieces in my life.
Though you weren't mine

Though you weren't mine,
You were my first love.
You were my first love.

I wanted to start again with you,
And I will leave all my worries here.
I wanted only you.
I know that I felt with you.

Like lullabies you are,
Forever in my mind.
I see you in all,
The pieces in my life.
Though you weren't mine...
Like lullabies you are,
Forever in my mind.
I see you in all,
The pieces in my life.
Though you weren't mine,

Though you weren't mine,
You were my first love.
You were my first love.
You were my first love.
You were my first love.



Tuesday, 4 November 2014

Afternoon Talks: I've got worry, with SHAKY hands.

"MY LIFE IS SO FREAKISHLY PRICELESS, SO DON'T BOTHER THE UPS AND DOWNS AND SHAKY SHAKES!"

self-motivation edition.
trying to train my mind to see the GOOD in every-frigging situation.

hardships may come and go like they even care.




Sunday, 5 October 2014

Menggila dalam Sepersekian Detik.

jerit
ingin aku menjerit
diri bagai terhimpit
laiknya mata menyipit
gurau di ujung jalan 
bercerita kepadaku
gardu di perempatan
memanggil namaku
dunia gila
ya,
dunia gila
terjerembab raga
masuki lembah nista
seketika mengumpat
tertangkap bajing loncat
hilang kesadaran
telanjang
bulat
kaki terlipat
persimpangan jalan
rumah baruku



monday madness
21052007

Tuesday, 30 September 2014

Afternoon Vibes: Jamiroquai - Blue Skies

*just another laid-back afternoon, spent the day watching the blue sky turned into darker ones~


So these are the figurines
Acting out all the scenes before my eyes
I thought I knew them all by name
But they started looking much the same
And it’s no surprise

But I don’t wanna listen
Too much
How can I give up on all the days I know I’ve won
There’s nothing but rainbows
I believe in the shadows

Now honey
Thought I might be dropping out
But now I am gonna work it out
I am gonna work with me
I am runnin’ like it never loose
Then I’m rolling like a rusty ship on a stormy sea

You know that people are saying
Strange things
Talk to the hand ’cause I know you think the face is gone
I don’t wanna listen
Too much
I’m not gonna give up on all the days I know I’ve won
There’s nothing but blue sky
There’s nothing but blue sky

Nothings gonna stop me now
I am skimming like a skipping stone on a silver lake
I take it when the chips are down
But to play the perfect happy clown
You gotta make a mistake (gotta make mistakes)

People are saying
Strange things
And I don’t wanna listen (I don’t wanna listen)
Too much yeah
Nothing but blue sky
Blue Sky

How can I tell you I know this wont be the last song
I don’t wanna listen (I don’t wanna listen)
Too much
Not gonna give up on the days I know I’ve won

That’s where I am going
’Cause there is nothing nothing but blue sky
That’s where I am going
Nothing but
Rainbows falling down on me... uh yeah hey

Nothing but blue sky
Can’t you see
That’s where I am going
Got to believe me
That’s where I am going
Blue skies
That’s where I am going
Blue skies
That’s where I am going


Saturday, 27 September 2014

dan, lalu, kemudian, hilang.

tetapi kemudian aku hilang.

sejurus kemudian aku bimbang.

namun kemudian dia datang.

lalu kemudian membawaku pulang.



hingga kemudian barisan kata ini tertuju untukmu, KRL sayang.
dan kemudian lari lajulah ke tanah abang.

Friday, 19 September 2014

Traveling 101: Mount Gede in a Gleam

better late than never.

well, tbvh (to-be-very-honest), i'm not that type of person who adores books or movies like--no offense, sorry to say-- 5 cm. me myself thinks that it's way better to find, obtain, and feel the values of loving the mother nature by experience it. it would come to believe on the basis of emotion, intuition, or indefinite grounds. I undergo an emotional sensation to be in a particular state of mind. it's not just physical. it's tangible. your innermost self would emerge to the surface, a lil bit closer to nature. inhale deeply the fresh mountain air. feel the tactual sensation of sleeping under the stars and the moon shine (it's raining heavily, tho).

it starts from here.
BSD, June 14th 2014

borrowed carrier, bunch of thanks to Bernski


outdoor shoes I bought waaaaaay cheap. thanks to Pak Okky! :D



I did really feel like "The Lost Girl" you've seen a lot in FTV.
TRLOLOLOL



Taman Topi-Topi Centil, Buitenzorg~


unfortunately, we arrived at the base camp late at night, so we didn't take any pictures and just take some rest before the hike. I recalled it was 10.00 pm when we reached the base camp. after eating dinner, at about 11.30 pm we started the journey~

the followings belong to victorpuguh.blogspot.com





Antonia, "I have to stay gorgeous whenever, wherever, under whatever circ~"


Mba Tri~


me,


Salute to Ibu Wahyu!!!


another salutation for Ibu Lani


Rio


Pak Bayu~
























*Look deep into the Mother Nature, and then you will understand everything better*