You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.
Tyler Durden
Monday, July 27, 2009
Saturday, July 25, 2009
What I want.
I want to dance barefoot in a jungle
With a hissing snake wrapped as a bangle
I want to sleep inside the belly of a whale
Sheltered from the angry storm and hail
I want to eat straight from the soil
Fresh and sweet after a hard day’s toil
I want to shout inside the ears of Lucifer
Right or wrong, what need for me to differ?
I want to read pages with no letters
Freed from vagueness and phony flatters
I want to run above a gigantic cloud
With a thousand reasons to scream loud
I want to peek inside the door of hell
Or is that heaven, I simply cannot tell
I want to sing the sultry song of Lust
And turn men’s golden power into dust
I want to stand on the tallest mountain
And drink from the spring of eternal fountain
I want to swim within the deepest sea cliff
To see if my worldly senses had gone stiff
I want to put a new beginning to an end
‘Cause faith is but water soaking into the sand
With a hissing snake wrapped as a bangle
I want to sleep inside the belly of a whale
Sheltered from the angry storm and hail
I want to eat straight from the soil
Fresh and sweet after a hard day’s toil
I want to shout inside the ears of Lucifer
Right or wrong, what need for me to differ?
I want to read pages with no letters
Freed from vagueness and phony flatters
I want to run above a gigantic cloud
With a thousand reasons to scream loud
I want to peek inside the door of hell
Or is that heaven, I simply cannot tell
I want to sing the sultry song of Lust
And turn men’s golden power into dust
I want to stand on the tallest mountain
And drink from the spring of eternal fountain
I want to swim within the deepest sea cliff
To see if my worldly senses had gone stiff
I want to put a new beginning to an end
‘Cause faith is but water soaking into the sand
When the victor becomes the vanquished.
Here’s one example: I broke someone’s heart, and then the next thing I knew, my heart was broken by somebody else. How exactly do you call that? Karma, the cause-and-effect law, or a simple “shit happens”?
What is karma anyway? According to people who believe in it, it’s a sort of divine consequences that you get after you did something, good or bad. Sometimes it is inexplicable, and can only be defined when connected to spiritual or God-oriented believes. The main idea of karma is, whenever you do something, the value of your decision will eventually return to you.
The thing is, every time I think about karma, my mind would drift away and look for other answers. More logical, unholy answers, like the cause-and-effect law and the “shit happens” law.
Example of the cause-and-effect law: When you recklessly throw a ball to the wall with enormous strength, the ball might bounce back and hit you on the face, break your nose, leaving you absent for school for a few days, thus failing you in Biology because it was the last week of essay submissions. One small event linked to another, swelling into bigger ones. How is that any different to: When you play around with other people’s trust, they might not trust you anymore, leaving you socially awkward and depressed because nobody’s putting their faith in you ever again. Some people might call that karma, but couldn’t that theory be formulated in the beginning with a little something called common sense? Of course when you betray people, they won’t trust you anymore. Of course when you rob a bank, there’s a chance of you getting caught and thrown into jail. In this case, karma is like an overrated form of cause-and-effect law in which logical explanation is not needed, but moral significance is.
Moral significance because, maybe it was made up in purpose to prevent people from behaving badly in life. Like, “Never disrespect other people, otherwise you’ll suffer under the punishments of karma”. You know, just because “Respect others to get yourself respected” wouldn’t sound convincing enough...
But personally I’d prefer this theory better: SHIT HAPPENS. If the law of karma really applies, how come not all corruptors on earth are behind bars right now, but instead might be luxuriating around the Pacific islands somewhere with their looted money? If the law of karma really applies, how come people who are good and wise and just right, sometimes suffer more hardship in life than people who are bad and unwise and just wrong? You can’t predict the future, so if you randomly throw a rock to a moving train, there’s a chance it might kill somebody. If it did, because apparently a frail old man already expecting Death to come soon was leaning his head against the window, then all you can say is “Oops, shit happens”. But if that did not happen and no police came to arrest you, then you can consider yourself lucky for naively escaping your own karma. Life is not fair, because shit happens. The law of karma might or might not occur to you, depending on the situation and condition and any luck-factor that took place, in other words the shit that chose to happen or not to happen at that very exact moment.
So yeah, my point is: Karma is merely a fabricated warning to get ourselves back on the path of righteousness, and shit never ceased to happen.
--> Movie recommendation: Match Point. A good example of how the law of karma gets defected under a mere, ridiculous coincidence.
What is karma anyway? According to people who believe in it, it’s a sort of divine consequences that you get after you did something, good or bad. Sometimes it is inexplicable, and can only be defined when connected to spiritual or God-oriented believes. The main idea of karma is, whenever you do something, the value of your decision will eventually return to you.
The thing is, every time I think about karma, my mind would drift away and look for other answers. More logical, unholy answers, like the cause-and-effect law and the “shit happens” law.
Example of the cause-and-effect law: When you recklessly throw a ball to the wall with enormous strength, the ball might bounce back and hit you on the face, break your nose, leaving you absent for school for a few days, thus failing you in Biology because it was the last week of essay submissions. One small event linked to another, swelling into bigger ones. How is that any different to: When you play around with other people’s trust, they might not trust you anymore, leaving you socially awkward and depressed because nobody’s putting their faith in you ever again. Some people might call that karma, but couldn’t that theory be formulated in the beginning with a little something called common sense? Of course when you betray people, they won’t trust you anymore. Of course when you rob a bank, there’s a chance of you getting caught and thrown into jail. In this case, karma is like an overrated form of cause-and-effect law in which logical explanation is not needed, but moral significance is.
Moral significance because, maybe it was made up in purpose to prevent people from behaving badly in life. Like, “Never disrespect other people, otherwise you’ll suffer under the punishments of karma”. You know, just because “Respect others to get yourself respected” wouldn’t sound convincing enough...
But personally I’d prefer this theory better: SHIT HAPPENS. If the law of karma really applies, how come not all corruptors on earth are behind bars right now, but instead might be luxuriating around the Pacific islands somewhere with their looted money? If the law of karma really applies, how come people who are good and wise and just right, sometimes suffer more hardship in life than people who are bad and unwise and just wrong? You can’t predict the future, so if you randomly throw a rock to a moving train, there’s a chance it might kill somebody. If it did, because apparently a frail old man already expecting Death to come soon was leaning his head against the window, then all you can say is “Oops, shit happens”. But if that did not happen and no police came to arrest you, then you can consider yourself lucky for naively escaping your own karma. Life is not fair, because shit happens. The law of karma might or might not occur to you, depending on the situation and condition and any luck-factor that took place, in other words the shit that chose to happen or not to happen at that very exact moment.
So yeah, my point is: Karma is merely a fabricated warning to get ourselves back on the path of righteousness, and shit never ceased to happen.
--> Movie recommendation: Match Point. A good example of how the law of karma gets defected under a mere, ridiculous coincidence.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Why pre-menstrual syndrome sucks ass.
1. It makes me think life is pointless. Seriously.
2. It prevents me from even trying to have fun.
3. It deepens my feeling of insecurity.
4. It carves wrinkles on my face for frowning all the time.
5. It blurs my vision of which guys are hot and which are not.
6. It worsens my already bad day.
7. It turns me on and off and on and off.
8. It provokes negative thoughts regarding my future.
9. It brings in greed and ungratefulness for everything I have or have not.
10. It transforms me into an anti-social.
11. It affects me to question everything all over again, in a bad way.
12. It makes me hate people I usually love.
13. And now it’s becoming an excuse to defend my flaws.
The weird thing is, today was not supposed to be the day for my so-called PMS, so why am I feeling like some ooey-gooey, foul-smelling, dejected shit?
How do you hold a sunbeam in your hand?
Beyond the gleaming waters, the smoldering waves
Over the great blazing skies, the silhouetted days
Down descend the sun from its mighty throne
Slowly vanishing behind a thin line, poised yet alone
Gone are the hours in which lights prevailed
Bringing home the weary ships that sailed
On a pathway of orange across the sea
Under the bursting colors of twilight’s beauty
Night falls, stars twinkle, noises fade out
“Where did dusk go?” I may shout
It left nothing but warmth upon the sand
And delicate traces of sunbeam in my hand
Over the great blazing skies, the silhouetted days
Down descend the sun from its mighty throne
Slowly vanishing behind a thin line, poised yet alone
Gone are the hours in which lights prevailed
Bringing home the weary ships that sailed
On a pathway of orange across the sea
Under the bursting colors of twilight’s beauty
Night falls, stars twinkle, noises fade out
“Where did dusk go?” I may shout
It left nothing but warmth upon the sand
And delicate traces of sunbeam in my hand
By Adilla Mutia Fatimah
Friday, July 3, 2009
I am truly pissed.
You know what's so stupid? My dad not listening to me. It's not like he ever listened to me anyway. Yeah, it is stupid because now we don't have any place to stay for the vacation we're planning for tomorrow. Mom and I had told him over and over again that we should start booking hotels long before this weekend, and he was like, "Noo, don't bother, I'm sure we can easily find one when we get there." Well eat that! Tonight is the night before our vacation, and as Mom and I checked hotels on internet, we found that NO hotel is avalaible for tomorrow. No nothing, ranging from cheap bed-and-breakfast hotels to Grand-friggin'-Hyatt. Common sense please, what kind of tourist-destination city (we're planning to go to Bandung by the way, in which every Jakartans would linger in for vacations) wouldn't have all of its hotels booked on long school holidays, especially when it's also weekend? So thanks to his muted ears, our vacation plan is ruined.
Actually I think I'm the one who's utterly stupid, for obeying him. What I should've done is, go behind his back (like always) and start looking for hotels long before the date, for the sake of all. Either way, I am big-time pissed.
Note to myself: LISTEN to my children, especially when they are old enough to have more common sense than i do, by any chance.
Actually I think I'm the one who's utterly stupid, for obeying him. What I should've done is, go behind his back (like always) and start looking for hotels long before the date, for the sake of all. Either way, I am big-time pissed.
Note to myself: LISTEN to my children, especially when they are old enough to have more common sense than i do, by any chance.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
All you need is love (?)
Love is the answer, but while you're waiting for the answer, sex raises some pretty interesting questions.
Woody Allen
Where there is love, distance doesn't matter.
Mata Amritanandamayi
If you say, I love you, then you have already fallen in love with language, which is already a form of break up and infidelity.
Jean Baudrillard
Love suffers long, and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails.... And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
The Bible, 1 Corinthians 13:4 - 8
Love can be compared to a double-edged serrated sword. It offers the most divine, and most preferable protection and joy that anyone could ever want. But, when it goes away, we are scarred and hurt beyond all imagination. Anyone and everyone who has felt the sting, bite, and poison of unrecquited or lost love knows what it is like to die a living death.
Elan Buckley
Love is watching someone die.
Death Cab for Cutie
Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Falling in love is not at all the most stupid thing that people do — but gravitation cannot be held responsible for it.
Albert Einstein
Woody Allen
Where there is love, distance doesn't matter.
Mata Amritanandamayi
If you say, I love you, then you have already fallen in love with language, which is already a form of break up and infidelity.
Jean Baudrillard
Love suffers long, and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails.... And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
The Bible, 1 Corinthians 13:4 - 8
Love can be compared to a double-edged serrated sword. It offers the most divine, and most preferable protection and joy that anyone could ever want. But, when it goes away, we are scarred and hurt beyond all imagination. Anyone and everyone who has felt the sting, bite, and poison of unrecquited or lost love knows what it is like to die a living death.
Elan Buckley
Love is watching someone die.
Death Cab for Cutie
Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Falling in love is not at all the most stupid thing that people do — but gravitation cannot be held responsible for it.
Albert Einstein
Love ain't nothing but sex misspelled.
Harlan Ellison, Title of book (1968)
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself. Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love.
Khalil Gibran, The Prophet
one distorted love
Love partakes of the soul itself. It is of the same nature. Like the soul, it is a divine spark; it is incorruptible, indivisible, imperishable. It is a point of fire within us, which is immortal and infinite, which nothing can limit and nothing can extinguish. We feel it burning even in the marrow of our bones, and we see it radiate even to the depths of the sky.
Victor Hugo in Les Misérables
Love loves to love love.
James Joyce in "Ulysses"
People think love is an emotion. Love is good sense.
Ken Kesey
The famous myth from Plato's Symposium: People were hermaphrodites until God splits them in two, and now all the halves wander around the world over seeking one another. Love is the longing for the half of ourselves we have lost.
Milan Kundera (The Unbearable Lightness of Being)
"Love's an excuse to get hurt. And to hurt."
Conor Oberst
For where thou art, there is the world itself, and where though art not, desolation.
William Shakespeare in Henry VI, Part II, Act iii, Sc.2
You know you're in love when you can't sleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.
Dr. Seuss
Love is a madness; if thwarted it develops fast.
Mark Twain
If somebody says, "I love you", to me, I feel as though I had a pistol pointed at my head. What can anybody reply under such conditions but that which the pistol-holder requires? "I love you, too".
Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. in Wampeters, Foma and Granfalloons, "Address at Dedication of Wheaton College Library, 1973" (1974).
How many loved your moments of glad grace
And loved your beauty with love false or true
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you
And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
William Butler Yeats
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