Contemplation: Choose, Do, Love, and Respect. Do We?
Firstly, I have to remind you that this is not a note about love and relationship, if you think that way. I won’t say it is about motivational note too,...
Contemplation: One Step Further From The Prosaic, Customary Life
“To Believe is seeing all revealed and unrevealed scenes through your vision, mind, and heart.” Rissa Today I tweet alot about freedom, death, love, and anything that seems so crucially laid...
It’s All About Me, Clemmons, and Harmful Feelings
Some people say that running away can’t solve any problems, but I proudly say that I runaway for a while, just to get myself back to ‘balance’. While I feel...
Ini, Seperti Kista.
Tak ada salahnya mengenang. Dan tak ada salahnya untuk mengakui kesalahan, jika apa yang dikenang terlalu menjadi panutan. Rasakan bahwa setiap harinya, hidup kita itu semakin kompleks. Kadang kita merasa...
When I’m Feeling This Way…
Before I write what I thought, I just want you to know that now, I currently listening to: “Homogenic — Are You Happy Without Me.” Please subscribe to their music....
Potret Diriku dan Malam di Pasopati
Pasopati tak pernah sesunyi ini, jalanan panjang dengan tiang menjulang megah ditengahnya, lampu-lampu rumah yang tak pernah padam geloranya di kala malam. Sesekali satu atau dua kendaraan melaju dalam gerak...
Setia
Achilles mengerang, menghunus pedang namun sedang enggan berperang. Bukan karena terbayang remuk tulang dan riak darah. Menipis gagahnya diujung kesakitan. Ia tinggal demi wanita, aduhai cinta.. Seluruh isi hati...
Pleasantly Confess, I Don’t Know What I Feel!
Before I get in, firstly I turned off anything, including lamps, except this one: Roadcream Playmix by @angkuy from @bottlesmoker. Ask me if you want to download this playmix, I will...
Contemplation: Some Old-Sayings
“I’m learning all about my life, by looking through her eyes ..” Through Her Eyes, Dream Theater Gently, my mom hug me. I was crying all day, and she said,...
Tuhan, Buat Saya Jatuh Cinta Padanya. [Part 2]
Menyambung dari postingan saya kemarin tentang bagaimana wanita gundah gulana seperti saya begitu sulit menghadapi satu fase penting dalam hidupnya –skripsi–. Sebetulnya, yang jadi masalah bukan tentang bagaimana saya pergi...