Utopia
Tower down a life time
countless moments there it sheletered
layering what a man become
an utopia it alone
regrets to many eyes
struggle to i believes
world judge the man
an utopia it remain
Tower down a life time
countless moments there it sheletered
layering what a man become
an utopia it alone
regrets to many eyes
struggle to i believes
world judge the man
an utopia it remain
Lama jam memandang halaman putih di depan monitor sudah tidak dapat terhitung lagi. Memang kadang, ide secemerlang apapun sulit apabila sudah lama tidak tertuangkan. Enggan untuk ditumpahkan.
Kedip - kedip 'text cursor' sepertinya menghipnotis agar berhenti untuk menghabiskan ruang dengan yang ada, mengejek kapsitas si pengisi ruang. Lebih baik tidak dituangkan dari pada menghabiskan spasi dan isi dunia yang hanya segini - gininya dengan kesia - siaan. Pesimis dan realistis.
'Text cursor' sialan, merasa menang karena tahu bahwa yang akan memenuhi ruang putih di sebelahnya hanyalah coretan tak berisi. Yah, mungkin memang benar. Toh, dia sudah pernah memanipulasi berjuta - juta kilometer persegi ruang putih dengan omong kosong. Seharusnya 'text cursor' sudah bisa membuat teorema sendiri berdasarkan eksperimen dengan sampel semesta. Teorema 'text cursor',begini kira2 isinya : "Peluang pengisian ruang putih dengan coretan, secara eksponensial akan bermakna kosong. Semakin banyak yang diisi, maka akan semakin bermakna kosong."
It's better to leave it (blank) if you don't know what you're going to write.
Hopefully the white space will be filled by people that know what they write.
Seems ages since i write, trying to write again before i lose it again. I don't know why i write here, since i have another thing to write (read:my Final Assignment). Probably to bring that writing feel to life. So here i am, starting to write.
I don't know why i bother to write an explanation why i needed to write. So sad, apologizing to myself and try to make it up. It's funny and sad at the same time. Standing on a boundary, it's burning but try to laugh it up.
Enough..
Excuses..
Escapement..
It was a fine afternoon, i could see the sun peek it's light. It seems bigger even after the horizon cut it in half. I never see the sun that obvious, trying to make it's way to the world as if couple million of years wasn't enough. I watched it slips away.
It's getting cold immediately, i needed a blanket. I sew a blanket from a banana leaves. My dad taught me how to sew my life, so it shouldn't be a problem sewing a blanket out of banana leaves. Its more than enough for now, because i know even if i sew it from the finest wool out of the finest sheep, it couldn't keep me warm. The cold isn't coming from the air that left by the sun, the cold is coming from inside. Things i should have kept warm, and now its frozen. My soul is in hypothermia, a few degree colder then it certainly dies. Heartless, soulless. Unguided. I just made a description of me.
Chills.
I put the sewed blanket over so it covers my neck but it left my feet unguarded. The wind blow harder, making my feet unconsciously pull the blanket from my neck. Even my body disagree with each other. I don't blame them, It's me who have been keeping their warmth away from them. They probably demanded their warmth back. I'll try. I'll try to push a little more from this boundary, and regain my warmth. My long lost enthusiasm. My long lost soul. My long lost warmth.

Beberapa tahun yang lalu, tanpa sengaja nyewa DVD Band of Brothers. Waktu itu harga DVD masih mahal, jadi mendingan nyewa dari pada beli. Nyewa satu dvd dulu, isinya 4 episode. Then.. I end up borrowing all 6 dvds. Damn i love the movie.
Sekarang ada sekuelnya. Hmm.. bukan sekuelnya kali ya. Another story from the other side of the World War II. Judulnya "The Pacific". Belum ada dvd-nya, padahal udah nyari kemana2, jadinya harus nonton di HBO, kebetulan baru mulai ditayangin di HBO 3 April ini.
My opinion ? Karena baru awal2 episode jadi belum bisa ngebandingin sama "Band of Brothers". But, look like another great start from Steven Spielberg and Tom Hanks.
.An overview.
Difilmkan berdasarkan penggalan kisah masa peperangan dari dua orang pasukan marinir Amerika Serikat yang dibukukan. Judul bukunya "With the Old Breed : At Peleliu and Okinawa" (by Eugene Sledge) sama "Helmet of My Pillow" (by Robert Leckie). Nah, "The Pacific" ini nyeritain tentang dua penulis tadi sama satu orang marinir lain, John Basilone, sewaktu peperangan lawan Jepang di daerah Pasifik (iya lah, makanya dijudulin "The Pacific").
Filmnya nyeritain tentang peperangan di Guadalcanal, Cape Gloucester, Peleliu, Okinawa, dan tentunya Iwo Jima.
Seperti Band of Brothers, produsernya Tom Hanks sama Steven Spielberg. Kalo sutradaranya banyak.
Hmm.. kapan ya Indonesia bikin mini seri tentang perjuangan masa perang. Kebanyakan bikin mini seri perjuangan kehidupan (aka Sinetron). Padahal kalo bikin mini seri kaya "Band of Brothers" atau "The Pacific", bisa membangkitkan rasa patriotik dan rasa nasionalis bangsa Indonesia. :D
A boy wear nothing but shorts and singlets, running as if his two legs were only made for it. He leap through the air with wings he made out of his mind. Boy, how i envy him, wings out of his own imagination.
The boy told stories, stories that he believed were true never care what people think, what true to him will always true. A man told me, with that kind of thinking you should go to the highest top of mountain or to the deepest sea of ocean because you would never be accepted everywhere in the society, ah you see I accepted the boy as he is be cause his believe on himself. Jealousness trampled me once again as i mirrored myself to the boy.
It got me thinking, was i ever that boy ? Did i have legs that only made for running ? Did i have those wings ? Did i have those moments..? I had those moments, but i started to believe that those wings were not real. These legs are not strong. These minds can't made wings. These stories are unacceptable for them. Geez.. How i wish i have his minds, free and original.
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