Tant Que J’Existerai

Sorry guys…

Il n'y a pas que les mursIl y a aussi des regardsQui nous rendent moins sûrsEt qui nous mettent à part

Derrière tous ces barreauxIl y a aussi des motsComme autant de blessuresDe prisons, de ghettos

Jugé et condamnéA ne plus avoir le droit d'êtreNi d'aimer

Tant que j'existeraiEt quoi que le monde en penseJe montrerai qui je suisJe dirai mes différences

Tant que j'existeraiTant qu'il y aura une chanceJe resterai qui je suisRien n'est jamaisPerdu d'avance

Il n'y a pas que les frontièresQui isolent et séparentQuand on veut nous faire taireNous jeter à l'écart

Au coeur du long silenceIl y a cette voixQui me dit sans violenceContinue le combat

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- Tant Que J’Existerai by Natasha St Pier

… ones whose lives seem to be a slide show of one injustice after another. And all simply because they don’t conform to anything listed in most people’s book of life standards; because they’re different. duh.

"If you don’t stand for something, you will fall for everything."

- cheers to all -

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"… finding beauty is more about attitude than it is about the eye." - Grant MacDonald

and I ask myself, "how exactly do you define beauty?"
is it to be left undefined
as love is
as joy is
as just is?
for man has limited perception
his reach is not that far
nor is his sight that clear
why then fall for man’s judgment?

di tempat ini, begitu banyak hal yang tak dapat kumengerti. pada akhirnya, aku belajar untuk menerima mereka apa adanya…

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Mas Wasit, cepat sembuh aja deh…

Yah, ngga semua orang punya pandangan yang sama tentang kata "maaf"…

Sama-sama introspeksi diri aja deh..

Emang susah ya..
di satu pihak, ngga sedikit warga yang bisa hidup dan menghidupi keluarganya di tanah air karena bekerja di negeri seberang..
di lain pihak, bangsa kita (orang Indon, bo..) dipandang sebelah mata (ato malah ngga nyampe sebelah? cuma seperempat mata?) ama penduduk negeri ntu..
abis, kadang kita juga suka seenaknya aja sih di negeri orang.. (ngga tau ya, kalo mas wasit mungkin ngga gitu.. sikap ’seenaknya’ di sini maksudnya secara umum)
ato emang pak presiden yang kurang tegas memperjuangkan keadilan bagi warganya? (kadang gue jadi mikir, apa sih gunanya gue punya negara, milih presiden, memupuk rasa kebangsaan? abis, orang-orang tingginya suka ngga menunjukkan alasan buat gue merasa excited akan setiap detil tanah air gue ini..)

balik lagi, introspeksi diri. kenapa bangsa kita yang dulu tanahnya jadi tempat berguru warga tetangga, sekarang malah dianggap remeh?

ngga mau kebanyakan berkomentar ah… yah.. semoga aja mas wasit cepat pulih keadaannya..

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If Our Lives Were a Jigsaw Puzzle…

… then all pieces would end up composing a beautiful ensemble.
And if the pieces you hold lately happen to be disheartening,
don’t give up and leave the puzzle unsolved.
For what may seem unpretty as separate parts,
may just be perfectly lovely when put together.

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Quel Cauchemare… Part 2

Question: why is it easier to recall your nightmares than to reminisce your beautiful dreams?

For those who wonder, Part 1 dari tulisan ini was posted on November 2006. Honestly, I never planned on making Part 2. Secara, Quel Cauchemare… yang dulu membahas mimpi paling buruk yang pernah gue dapat until then.

Anyway. Hari ini, waktu ngobrol tentang mimpi buruk tiga makhluk (hehe… makhluk2 heaven sent :-)), gue jadi ingat dua mimpi buruk yang gue dapat dua bulan terakhir dan susah ngelupainnya. Huks. Kenapa berbagi mimpi buruk di sini??? As usual, kali aja ada yang bisa ngartiin. Hehekh..

Yang pertama, I was standing on a corridor with some friends. Then there was a sudden chaos. One of the people around told me that there were two huge snakes that were after me. Sebagai seorang yang amat-sangat-ngga-suka-ular-mending-ketemu-beruang-atau-harimau-sekalian, I told
the others that I was going to run. And so I ran. I succeeded in avoiding the first snake. At the end of the corridor, there was a staircase. I ran down, and in the lower groud, found the other snake curling. But it was almost dead. Cause someone had cut it with an axe. I just stood a little far away from the snake, still feeling scared yet a little sorry for it.

Ih.

Second one, I was standing di sebuah tempat yang mirip gedung parkir, di lantai sekian and it definitely wasn’t a safe spot. Salah langkah dikit, jatuh deh. Mati. Anyway, suddenly my grandma appeared. I can’t recall whether we were on the same building or not, but where she stood was definitely as unsafe as mine. I tried to call her, tell her to watch her steps. But before I had the time to prevent it, she stepped to her right, and fell to the ground far below. The whole situation was horrible, knowing that I could have prevent her from falling..

He-eh.

Kalo kayak gini, namany bukan bunga tidur lagi ah. Atau tetap bunga tidur, cuma jenis bunganya bunga bangkai. Hehekh.

Yang baca ini di malam hari, sweet dreams kalo mau tidur ntar. Buat yang baca selain di malam hari, sweet dreams juga deh buat malemny. x)

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… just a smile away

This is where I stand.
Above me, layers of my dreams
forming soft clouds against my blue sky.

I don’t recognize them anymore, lately
their shapes having shifted into ones peculiar to my heart. 
Unfamiliar as they may be,
somehow they comfort me.

This is where I stand.
The novel clouds haven’t yet resumed their old selves.
I look up,
Never thought my sky could look just as beautiful this way.

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* The world stayed the same. We changed. I changed.

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