Penjelajahan, dalam diri, dalam detail, dalam suasana, dalam kata, dalam angka, dalam semesta, dalam waktu... sampai kapanpun, will always be more delicious
18 November 2011
16 November 2011
rasa
Hm... Sebuah kalimat akan menghasilkan "rasa" yang berbeda di telinga orang-orang yang berbeda.
Suasana hati, latar belakang kehidupan, gender, dan banyak hal lain, akan mempengaruhi bagaimana manusia merasakan aura sebuah kalimat, bahkan mungkin sebuah kata.
Saat seseorang berkata "bicaralah", mungkin bagi anda akan terasa seperti "bicaralah....", terdengar biasa saja, tapi kadang bagiku akan terasa seperti "BICARALAH....!!!"
Suasana hati, latar belakang kehidupan, gender, dan banyak hal lain, akan mempengaruhi bagaimana manusia merasakan aura sebuah kalimat, bahkan mungkin sebuah kata.
Saat seseorang berkata "bicaralah", mungkin bagi anda akan terasa seperti "bicaralah....", terdengar biasa saja, tapi kadang bagiku akan terasa seperti "BICARALAH....!!!"
12 November 2011
dear
dear God/YHWH/El/Allah/Tuhan,
in Your majesty, You create differences..
in my arrogance, I question Your wisdom..
in Your mistery, You create temptation..
in my inferiority, You make me more than I am..
so here I am..
surrender me in the agony of Your love..
surrender me in the irony of Your law..
lead me to the joy of love redivined..
teach me how to love You more..
amien
-cin(T)a the movie-
in Your majesty, You create differences..
in my arrogance, I question Your wisdom..
in Your mistery, You create temptation..
in my inferiority, You make me more than I am..
so here I am..
surrender me in the agony of Your love..
surrender me in the irony of Your law..
lead me to the joy of love redivined..
teach me how to love You more..
amien
-cin(T)a the movie-
09 November 2011
iris
And I'd give up forever to touch you,
Cause I know that you feel me somehow.
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be,
And I don't want to go home right now.
And all I can taste is this moment,
And all I can breathe is your life,
And sooner or later it's over,
I just don't want to miss you tonight.
And I don't want the world to see me,
Cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.
And you cant fight the tears that ain't coming,
Or the moment of the truth in your lies.
When everything feels like the movies,
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive.
And I don't want the world to see me,
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.
And I don't want the world to see me,
Cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.
And I don't want the world to see me,
Cause I dont think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.
I just want you to know who I am.
I just want you to know who I am.
I just want you to know who I am.
Cause I know that you feel me somehow.
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be,
And I don't want to go home right now.
And all I can taste is this moment,
And all I can breathe is your life,
And sooner or later it's over,
I just don't want to miss you tonight.
And I don't want the world to see me,
Cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.
And you cant fight the tears that ain't coming,
Or the moment of the truth in your lies.
When everything feels like the movies,
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive.
And I don't want the world to see me,
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.
And I don't want the world to see me,
Cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.
And I don't want the world to see me,
Cause I dont think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.
I just want you to know who I am.
I just want you to know who I am.
I just want you to know who I am.
03 November 2011
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Tuhan...., apakah untuk masuk ke surga-Mu kami harus berpakaian yang rapi?
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