Saturday, July 9, 2011

Under the Same Star

Born under the same star, but different age
Opened me through new sensations, new feelings
Admiration of the strangeness
Fills my mind, until the next quarter moon
So different so indifferent.
Came from the east, travelling coast to coast

Marriage


It wouldn’t work on me.
How would I be able to stay loyal to a single woman, when I loved so many?
How would I be able to stand a single woman for the rest of my life, when I’m bored so easily?
How would I be able to be a man, when I am still so selfish and childish?

Is it necessary anyway?
Is it the only way?

There must be another way….

UNIPA - Logo

I retraced the logo of UNIPA (Universitas Negeri Papua/ Papua State University), because I needed it, and I can't find any with a good resolution. So, in case anyone needed it, and in case I needed it in the future:


Actually by the time I created this (12/17/2008) I made 2 versions, the colored (RGB) and the grayscale version, but I can not find the colored version on my computer yet, I'll update it later.

BNM-BM

bonne nuit Mademoiselle; bonjour Madame

encore jeune à coeur, toujours et jamais
seulement pour vous
quand le temps est passé devant nos âmes
vous auriez su
que le temps ne vous attendrait jamais
pour moi non plus
 
mais encore...
je suis dans une attente, pour vous
dans un jardin...
où chrysanthèmes qui fleurissent toujours
comme ma promesse...
j'ai dit dans un rêve de vous

écrit sur mon voyage spirituel vers le jardin de chrysanthèmes
(saved archive 10/07/2005)

Exodus

It's been a long time since I check out my friendster blog. This happens because of my gaming activity on facebook, and other my real life activity.

And.... it's gone!

Years of work is gone.
Not that anyone read it. But it's my personal history they're deleting!

So yesterday, out of anger and devastation, I deactivate my friendster account.
Then I decided to deactivate my facebook account too.
(See, I'm quite a misanthropic, I don't have that many friends anyway, so I decided that I don't need those social networking site anymore, I only used them to play games, and I was crappy at it as well)

Aside from my misanthropic tendency, I'm also an egocentric and narcissistic, so I need some place to vent (well not my anger, but also my thoughts, my creative side, my melancholic side, that I don't really want my friends on my real life to see, there are exceptions of course, but the number is negligible).

I researched between blogger and wordpress, and decided, since I already have a gmail account and comment on someone's blog some weeks ago, to blog here.

The downside is that I can not name this: Surreal Thoughts (like my friendster blog name was), it's already taken, and believe me my friends don't like them - it's too surreal for them because I don't go with the mainstream. Surreal Thoughts actually is a proper name for this blog.

Well, see I'm a crappy writer too, so I am unstructured, and my way of thinking is not very easy to follow.
I writes in English, but my native tongue is Indonesian, (I have a TOEFL score of 607, but I got it because of I read a lot, and watched too many Hollywood movies and not because I learn it properly).

Let's jump to another topic on this one first post (to show you I'm a crappy writer, and still learning), I used to write about philosophy, psychology, music, poetry, education, my life, sex, love. In the next few posts, I will re-post my personal archives, a very small portion of my previous "Surreal Thoughts", most of them gone, but I have to dig them up deep.

And posts around my personal life: I'm finishing my thesis on Groundwater Engineering, let's see how I cope with it, a marriage - big deal - right - with someone who's very close to me, I like her a lot, but I don't love her - this year, doing my work as a groundwater consultant, as a geologist and as a lecturer.

Juggling through my ordinary days like everybody else - that's super-ordinary ordinary.
Well, ordinary days can sound extraordinary in a good writer's hand, but then again - I'm a crappy one, and perhaps I never will be a good writer. There goes my first post, now it's time to try and customize things up.