-=time traveling=-

2011-12-09T01:14:00.001-08:00

2011-11-25T05:33:00.001-08:00

2011-11-25T02:50:00.001-08:00

i saw an angel...

2011-11-25T02:03:00.001-08:00

2011-11-24T09:47:00.000-08:00

imprints

What's with this epic feeling.
folds of lonely accumulated memories.

just pretend like you don't see me
one's false hope though it should probably like that
like we were strangers
it's best suited

restless heart that seem odd
for i can't erase this smile.

2011-04-22T12:38:00.000-07:00

Lost

The scent always draws
a significant memory of you.
Of home.
A subtle one, yet it sting.
Pierced through sound mind.
You're permanent.

2011-02-03T11:22:00.001-08:00

Gadis Kecil Pinggir Jalan

by Serendipity Rooms
on Saturday, 13 November 2010 at 23:48

Seruni bertanya ringan,
tentang udara yang sedikit lebih lega dihirup sore itu.
Bau karbon dan rasa sesak yang biasanya
di seperempat area jalan sudirman tengah berkurang.

Seruni bertanya lagi,
tentang seragam hujan para aparat
yang berbeda dari biasanya.
Hijau apel warnanya, masih kontras,
dengan potongan berbeda dari seragam hujan sebelumnya.

Jalanan yang kosong melompong,
tiba-tiba dilewati iring-iringan bersirene.
Salah satu mobilnya, ada yang menggunakan plat nomor berbeda,
dengan dua bendera asing di kiri dan kanan kap mesin.

Seruni tidak bertanya apapun mengenai itu.
Mungkin hal tersebut justru tak asing baginya.
Seruni hanya sempat tertegun dan lantas teringat sesuatu.

Ia berlari ke salah satu pinggiran gedung, tak jauh.
Di situ di antara gedung, ada celah dengan aliran sungai kecil,
tempat Ia dan Ayah Ibunya tinggal.

Di bawah payung-payung yang pingir-pinggirnya telah coak.
Lemari penyimpanan mereka, adalah gerobak dari besi.

Seruni kemudian kembali lagi
dan bertanya tentang apakah Aku melihat payung-payung,
atau gerobak besi yang tadinya di sana, sembari tangannya mengunjuk
ke arah celah-celah gedung beraliran sungai kecil tadi.

Tak puas dengan jawaban Ku,
Ia berjalan lunglai mencari-cari,
sambil sesekali menyerukan kata Ibu
dan Ayah, bergantian.

-p,131110

2011-02-03T11:19:00.001-08:00

pembiaran disengaja

By Serendipity Rooms · Thursday, 25 November 2010

so not going to buy a motorcycle.
not until this country is ready.

honestly thought that it's a designed omission!
rich or poor, widely, who wouldn't want lesser spends of money?
nonetheless .

so the further think is, i think,
this city is keeping the
stability of its population

by letting its people slowly death
on huge holocaust room.

honestly..
-p...

2010-12-20T11:56:00.000-08:00

Lembam.

Buatnya itu hanya sesuatu yang bersifat mekanis.
Sistem yang senantiasa perlu dipenuhi.
Organ harus berfungsi jika tidak mati.
Peredam depresi alamiah.

Sesal. Tidak.

Yang sejati ditunggu sungguhnya ialah desah,
peluh dan aroma menuju penghujung.
Sampai akhirnya lemas, rebah.
Lembam tak berdaya.

2010-12-14T22:33:00.000-08:00

boards 81/2"

pre-order: 62818177426

2010-12-09T07:55:00.000-08:00

morning distortion

from the same side of routine wire
the morning offers distortion.
a comforting one.

leaving fraction
folds of hope
that we're not too late.

2010-12-08T09:31:00.000-08:00

Penanda.

Cermat ia amati setiap lekuk
Seakan tahu apa arti waktu.

Apa yang akan terjadi nanti
ketika bagian terakhir dari kami
terangkat juga.

Sungguhnya,
mereka tidak meminta dengan paksa.
Kami akhirnya tahu,
bahwa untuk itu kami dipersiapkan.
Memahami bahwa kematian
adalah hitungannya,
kemudian terbiasa melihat mundur.
karena hanya itu yang sejati dipunya.

Pada suatu kisaran ketinggian,
kami akan kehilangan nafas.
Paham dan amin.

Ketika tiba nanti,
hangat kulit, desah dan aroma,
kiranya akan menemani dalam ingatan,
tentang seorang penanda
keberadaan jiwa.

2010-12-03T01:23:00.000-08:00

wat a pleasant surprise

2010-11-19T11:13:00.000-08:00

Jauh Sebelum

Ingin kembali bermain ke sana.
Lapangan luas
dengan tumpukan sampah menggunung.
Entah mengapa kita
tak pernah begitu terganggu dengan baunya.

Ketika kerumitan masih sebatas tumit.
Paling-paling, soal alasan apa yang akan diberikan
kalau pulang terlambat ke rumah.

Aku pernah memberi mu
seulir gelang manik warna-warni
dan kau menukarnya dengan
gambar boneka kesayangan,
yang waktu itu, belum bisa kau miliki.

begitu mudahnya menjadi dekat
berbicara tentang apa saja
bersentuh tanpa canggung

ingin kembali.
ke sana,
jauh sebelum tersesat.

2010-11-17T10:43:00.000-08:00

memories

2010-11-17T06:16:00.000-08:00

dari blog temansekamar,
http://lovingindonesia.blogspot.com/2010/07/tujuh-terpikat-masuk-perangkap.html

salah satu alasan, dari

-Proyek 30 Alasan Mencintai Indonesia-

Tujuh: Terpikat Masuk Perangkap*

7 (Tujuh)

Saya cinta Indonesia karena...
inspirasi, kopi dan spiritualitas yang diapresiasi.

Ismail Marzuki pernah menulis salah satu lagu terindah yang berjudul "Juwita Malam". Lagu ini bisa (dan pernah) dinyanyikan tanpa batasan genre, mulai dari pop, keroncong, sampai jazz. Liriknya bercerita tentang harapan bertemu lagi dengan seseorang yang istimewa suatu saat nanti, in a romantic but not disgusting kind of way. Gue suka sekali sama lagu ini.

Ismail Marzuki adalah salah satu seniman terhebat yang pernah dimiliki Indonesia, tetapi bukan hanya beliau yang pantas mendapat rasa hormat dan kagum. Pramoedya Ananta Toer, N.H Dini, Seno Gumira Ajidarma, Lilis Suryani, Remy Silado, Henk Ngantung, dan Sapardi Djoko Darmono mengajarkan berbagai hal ke gue lewat karya-karya mereka. Karena mereka lah gue bangga menjadi salah satu orang yang lahir di Indonesia, negara tempat mereka hidup dan berkarya.

Kalau banyak orang mencintai Indonesia karena makanan-makanannya, gue punya alasan lain, yaitu karena Indonesia adalah rumah dari berbagai minuman, dari yang sehat sampai yang 100% kadar alkoholnya! YEAAAH! Tapi, kopi Indonesia yang paling top. Kalau ada uang lebih, gue bahkan sudah berpikir untuk mencoba seluruh kopi dari sepelataran Nusantara suatu hari nanti. Sampai sejauh ini yang pernah gue cicipi adalah Kopi Aceh, Bali, Toraja dan Jawa. Soal merek, 'Kapal Api' adalah yang paling mewakili Indonesia... It's good!

Terakhir, namun teramat penting. Gue cinta Indonesia karena keragaman dalam hal spiritualitas. Gue merasa sangat beruntung karena lahir di negara di mana spiritualitas bukan sesuatu yang aneh.

*Judul diambil dari lirik lagu Juwita Malam karya Ismail Marzuki

Patricia Adele
disunting oleh: Andini Haryani.

Mengenai Andini Haryani

Beliau adalah seorang teman baik yang sangat dekat di hati.

Penulis muda berbakat

Pemilik blog: http://lovingindonesia.blogspot.com

2010-11-16T09:58:00.000-08:00

terhitung masuk.

her heart they're questioning, is not less content than theirs.
the numbness is just part of it.
the awkwardness is plain blunt default she had to offer.
to keep the love alive.

there is no other point.

terbiasa menunggu orang kembali pulang.
mendengarkan mereka bercerita tentang kisah-kisah perjalanan.

terbiasa akan sesuatu itu merupakan proses panjang.

sayangnya, tak jarang arogansi tengah terbalut rapih
oleh kerendahan hati yang dibuat-buat.
pun itu, masih terhitung upaya untuk berdamai.

sebaliknya, mempertanyakan ketulusan
merupakan salah satu bentuk arogansi tingkat supra.
aku terhitung di dalamnya.

begitu cepat resah pada keadaan.
padahal, mengenai menjalani hidup,
pengetahuan ku hanya sekelas makanan cepat saji.

2010-11-03T09:50:00.000-07:00

On Vast Sands of the Sea

We'll no longer be talking about the weather.

On the realms, My Apollo.
You pearl..

2010-09-16T09:32:00.000-07:00

am.

Wondering is.

I am now.

Still with no destination.

Dare not, i am.

To figure out.

Making peace with what they have to say thoroughly

about who i really am , is always part of the process.

I guess they know better.

2010-09-05T07:36:00.000-07:00

am now

How genuine the feeling is.. To actually feel safe around someone. I wish i could do more than standing and to wait for another moment to come. You always manage pretty good you know. You made sure i know about that. I just wish i can tell you more than breathing. But words means promises.

2010-08-09T07:13:00.000-07:00

so what's next

I'm getting used to it.
they've become another casual conjunctions.

I always remember things, freakishly.
now the only thing that kept me going
is contradiction.

What a comfort
seeing my alternate
safely laid, there in your arms.

2010-06-29T11:58:00.000-07:00

What Price

The encounter sometimes are some kind of enlightenment don't You think..?
Seconds of them no matter how vague and brief
always leads to another point and We're these another persons.

We ain't owe each other nothing.
What ever it is
it can never be measured.
Yet it is the only thing that can satisfy all the hunger.

We've let it open
for a while
for the invitation
to be declined
by fears.

2010-05-31T20:53:00.000-07:00

Cicada

Tuesday, 26 January 2010 at 11:56

Wish i can start over.
All things that I should have kept to my self.
To step aside.
Cicada's my nature.
Live benign the now.
Sing their desire till death.

2010-05-09T06:53:00.000-07:00

Pesan Kabur

Beberapa pernyataan

di beberapa pesan pendek

yang entah hendak mengarah kemana

Aku tengah di alam fikir.

Semoga aku dalam keadaan baik.

Lalu beberapa pesan serupa

yang kabur namun terasa indera

Seandainya kau memahaminya

bukan memahami ku.

Itu saja sudah cukup.

2010-04-07T09:49:00.000-07:00

click on the image for larger view =)

2010-04-02T08:53:00.000-07:00

sometimes aren't we all

Ia pernah mengutarakan firasat tentang kematiannya sendiri padaku.
"Sudah dekat. Mungkin tidak kurang dari tiga tahun kedepan."
Aku memahami pun sesekali tak menyetujui.

Aku pernah mencoba beberapa kali menghirup wangi dari kematian. Seakan berusaha mencari jejak wangi makanan yang baru saja selesai diolah. Pernah juga menepis hingga segala macam kulakukan untuk mempersempit kemungkinannya.

Belakangan ini cuaca tak menentu. Hal yang mungkin saja mempengaruhi perilaku. Semua yang berlaku masiv sering punya dampak yang kurang lebih sama.

Berharap akan kematian seperti mengharapkan barang yang mahal harganya. Berharap untuk terus hidup terdengar patriotis dan ekonomis.

Tawar menawar terjadi bergantung pada keadaan.

2010-03-23T08:50:00.001-07:00

seandainya hanya lelah

Kau pernah menggambarkanku suatu waktu
di selembar kertas berserat
Sosok kanak
tengah meniup gelembung udara
Tanpa sepengetahuanku

Setidaknya itu menurutmu
Setidaknya itu menurutku menurutmu.

Seandainya kita tak pernah
mungkin akan lebih mudah
dan pertanyaan
mengenai penyesalan
tak pernah ada

aku mencoba untuk terus bernafas
hingga mungkin
menjadi terlalu sering memintamu
untuk mengerti

Mungkin kau pun

Seandainya
kita pernah sampai
pada pertanyaan
tentang pengkhianatan
dan mungkin
tentang apakah aku
pernah menusuk
dari belakang

Tandai kemungkinannya
tunjukkan padaku seperti jantan

Dari segala amarah
yang mungkin pernah tersirat
berkhianat bukan bagianku

2010-03-16T08:49:00.000-07:00

yearning the impossible

the memory of
something like the sea
not too far
yet unseen
covered with tons of buildings
ordered chaotic

It's just
the hunch of it
hangs
perpetual

2010-03-12T13:02:00.000-08:00

the desire to be so invisible
that the grave is such a comfortable home

menjadi sedemikian ringan
adalah keniscayaan
ketika segala sesuatu
tidak lagi menghempas

Keinginan
untuk menjadi begitu tak terlihat
dan kuburan
adalah rumah yang nyaman
Karena volum berlebih
yang kian
Oleh diri
yang membiarkan

Bahkan ketika nafas
harus terhenti beberapa saat,
mengingat-ingat
bagaimana rasanya menghirup udara
bisa membuat bertahan

2010-03-04T08:52:00.000-08:00

True Intention

One look to decide.
maybe that's humanity
for at least now
Maybe that's how I'll follow
in rage

how can one be
to suit oneself
if one still
look the other way
when things
gets vigorously
wrong

2010-01-26T10:52:00.000-08:00

Letter.

Now and then
is where i want to be.
Away from all the vertigo.

But it's not one's choice.

Was never fond
of the ice melting sensation.

Yet i lick them good.

What matters
is not anymore matter.

My ungratefull soul
should soon be tamed.
Quiet then.

All mess
will soon be forgotten.

2010-01-19T11:16:00.000-08:00

infinity plus one

Puppet in the dark
awaits for the sign of smallest light
from it's master
to make it dance
through the civilization.

For it's freedom is none
by it's difference.
No such system can accept
what's it made of
to let it move by it self.

Infinity plus one
until then.

2010-01-12T21:37:00.000-08:00

been deserving things i don't deserve.. time to pay back

so then I'll be able to say
i owe you nothing.

It is always been
I thank you.. for saving my life.
Thanks. You saved my ass.

For the chance.
I'll pay.
This time.. with
my own.

2009-12-31T21:01:00.000-08:00

slice of life
January 1st 2010

I smell the unpredicted.
If i have the chance i would just bang it
but things are not meant to be now.

I recall my days of salvation
Where i taste the drops of blood
Clean acted.

Where i stand proudly. remorseless.
while they call it mean. inhumane.
Inhale deep the oxygen.

The bodies they have souls.
Them souls taking revenge on me.
They're haunting.
Claiming me to be one of them.

But its not what's stopping me.
I'm not well equipped.
It has to be right or
I'll be jeopardizing people i care.
The vengeance souls they're at wait
on any trace left behind.

This time I'll keep things low.
not even a single movement.
Play along living
as whatever daylight should.

2009-12-16T10:16:00.001-08:00

Eros as lack.

It's once said by Aristophanes
that human beings were originally round organism,
each composed of two people joined together
as one perfect sphere.

But the spherical creature
gets too overambitious,
thinking to roll right up to Olympus,
so Zeus chopped each of them in two.

As a result everyone must now
go through life in search
of the one and only other person
who can round him out again.

It's whenever i see you
i see what my self lack of.
Things that been forgotten for years.
Right back when my innocence were taken.

Who am i really
How can i tell

For whenever our eyes met
there's no words left in me.

2009-11-20T05:14:00.000-08:00

I think it’s the end.

Hey love.. You’re a delusion.

It's right when u said it. It’s when I try to end it.

I think of you as lust. My red Apple.

We if there's a We,
We could have glorious nights.
But it’s another silent.
Because I know how to touch you and you know for too long.
It’s in our veins.
It’s how we love.

The players
The troubles
Is that what we are?

We're sick being tag on our every movement.
Maybe that's why.

The other side is that
I think of you as my savior
The bible of my palm.
There you stand as proud as I like it that way.

You're a statue of my fear and pride.

But we reach the end.
The end of nothingness. The end of Never Us River.
It’s when u sits beautifully there. I see.
There it is..
Ended. It’s enough. It’s fulfilled.

lay my head

2009-09-13T00:47:00.000-07:00

you smile
your eyes smile

loving it
made me smile

I've been learning u know..
i know it sounds cheesy
but its fair

u should stay
but its up to you isn't it?
i know it felt slow
maybe i am slowing

its because i don't see the point
of chasing something pointless
so if its a question

u are
always will

i saw u saw me watching

2009-09-11T08:26:00.000-07:00

You..

can we just be the way we should?
the ego bruiser thing is getting too much..

while i was never sure
and you're always as sure as planned.

I think the contrary
sometimes

I know what sureness is
I'm walking through it...
Its a sure joke
when I'm not allowed to taste it
but you know people they love the comedian

Never get angry
You'd look stupid
and all those conscious of should and shouldnt

so what has parted us
we're no difference..

the other

2009-09-11T08:19:00.000-07:00

In sequent the lights, the memory
Those same scenes that always made her smile
We all made stupid things we didn’t realize
They leave us hollow somewhere inside
And broken heart follows
She knows how not to get broken actually
All she has to do is to let things take her to its spin
Be elastic. It’s written. There in history. Always works.

But this time
What’s to be sure?
The untangled seem innocence?
Not really she said.
She wished she’s innocence
Or otherwise.

In between as always.
The love, the hate, the good, the bad.
It’s her only virtue.

the kid is not billy ..

2009-05-02T06:04:00.000-07:00

he's not a she just like shes never a he

i was never playing the game hide and seek

it's just a peace searching like the monk really.. no.. really.. that's what i did.. there's no faith doing it would do me good.

the questions perpetuating.. from u.. while me expecting no such question from you.. see it felt sad.. about the understanding you and me had, all never exist.

i did it all for me. never you.

2008-05-03T12:44:00.000-07:00

May 3, '08 7:07 AM

heart beats fast to an uncertain feeling
its the caffeine i am sure.
but there's this thing
draws attention to my mind,
a trigger from a small empty glass inside me.

i am now on a zero ground of excuses.
funny how it could turns u into a total numb.
describe only one word 'lonely'
clothed inside one more layer
of two un separated words called 'no one'
with a small taped label wrote "finally we are"

it's scares me
so i put it inside the finest wooden box
but apparently termites has it carved
hollows of word
'vanity'

about cecil

2007-04-01T02:31:00.000-07:00

this one hahah let see.. she's my menthor and a dearest friend too.
life's just to full of it sometimes ain't it, and we have found ourselves pondering it over and over again about how all this will relate us to a greater things later.

well i guess i'll see u then, if we ever got to get out of this fucking labyrinth.
check this down below, i've wrote this to her under the absence of mind sequence. (lol)

Selembar daun kering musim hujan

Angin lembab meniup ringan kering yang entah darimana itu
Melandai ditengah pepohon yang berbisik akan keberadaannya
Berbisik yang terdengar…
seakan sengaja

Lalu melaluiku, mengitar sedikit,
hingga aromanya tercuri hirupku..
Ah.. aku mengerti sekalimat dari wanginya
Ada sekata sekata …
Seperti selamat tinggal tak terungkap, hanya sampai pada laku
Yang menyisakan tanya pada setiapnya

Mereka semua melaju katanya… datang dan pergi..
Aku hanya mendengarnya tanpa mengiyakan
Mereka semua melewati jalan itu, menuju taman gemerlap
Dan kau lihatkah caravan yang baru saja itu
Melaju cepat , membuat jantung yang ada didalamnya berdegup
Tak sabar untuk sampai
Kau akan ikut kah
Aku hanya mendengar tanpa mengiyakan
Dia bercerita terus
Sampai aromanya hilang

Ah..dia meninggalkan ucapan selamat tinggalnya terakhir padaku
Dan tetesan hangat membasahi pipi, bibir dan leher yang mulai beku karna dingin angin mulai menusuk.

Lalu tersenyum, membayangkan ramai taman gemerlap, gemuruh riang mereka disana
Dan daun kering yang pernah menemani dinginku.

12:11 pm
Monday January 17, 2005

To my beloved friend,
Cecil Mariani

weeds nominated for 5 emmys! *****

2007-04-01T00:03:00.000-07:00

this is the tv series i recently watch hahah.. i have to say that it is a provocative one, the story's about this woman who try to make a living by selling pots.well guyz, u never know where life's about to take u huh? My line for this movie is "hilarious fun profound drama of the century!" try watching it.

at vin+

2007-03-30T01:15:00.000-07:00

cheers for life, or something like it.

my dearest marcia

2007-03-30T00:03:00.000-07:00

marcia's farewell party

a lot of things scrambled in this party huh?
there you go rocky you're my witness man.. haha

um.. okay, so marcia is the very significant other of me,
she's just the best pal ever. how to describe this?
we're leaving in this mad fuckin'world, so it's good to know
that u're not alone being messed up.
But then she has to go.. ooo geeezz!

then there's this person on her party that
i had crush on.. and came with her girlfriend,
just totally broke my heart.. :D
but we did talk that night :)

Adoring

2007-03-28T23:45:00.000-07:00

So many girls out here
It’s good to feel this
So where’s to start
What’s to start

I’m okay
Well not entirely
But it’s nice this place
I don’t think I have to throw a party
Let’s just go fishing.. just celebrate this

Don’t process
You’re cute
It’s just suit you
Nice hat nice style
So are you in or are you out

Liquor liquidly lick

I think I’m in

something's wrong

2007-03-27T12:27:00.000-07:00

this is what happen when u cut ur hair by yourself.
Kinda like it tho' hahah..

timetraveling

2007-03-27T12:12:00.000-07:00

i've been doing this since i was little. Just like the idea of it really..

Not in Anger (Listening to Imogen Heap)

2007-03-27T06:21:00.000-07:00

Maybe It’s time for me to pack
Make my way to a place I know
I shouldn’t be here
It’s just to many anger

Just say whatever
Maybe it’s acceptable
But I’m not gonna deal with it
I know I’m good at this

I’ll pass
I know what u’re thinking
Let it go
Don’t write the tragedy
It’s maddening

Moisture

2007-03-26T09:31:00.000-07:00

Fall in silent waking up in flawless
Being tamed by insecurity
Being used to labyrinth
Barf quietly
Cry not in sound

Not anymore verbal

Drying it to forget

What is love this love
Freeing freedom
Sinking dreams

Drawn with tangled

Strangeness oddly expensive

Strength the limber

2007-03-26T09:19:00.000-07:00

All at once we should get it over with
What’s there left to be question
Oh you just so beautiful
I should never ruin you

Just shut down
We should have never started it
One of those days
Sometimes I know
What you're whispering inside

I’m not that tired
What the hell
We can always start over
In many separate ways

What Might be Lost

2007-03-26T09:13:00.000-07:00

I can see us frame by frame
Put them together
You can see us we’re in love
This wall you never seem to build
But it’s there beautifully stand
Incendiary feeling when I see you
So undeniably it’s there

Honey we don’t have time
Just go now maybe we still can make it
Baby what took you long
Don’t keep pounding you know
We’re heavy in love enough

Don’t just hold my hand
Like you want me forever
Just grab me you know you want it
It suit you I can see
Don’t be someone else
I won’t mind seeing you