Overload

overload

overload.. oh what a match we are!

as we romance along towards the firescape

open fire.. forever in your arms

splendid time we have doing what i dread

oh my lord..can i buy you some time

i'm learning to dance dum ditty-dance i'm dancing, ok?

overlord.. lord of the underworld

full-of-wonder-girl as we twist and twirl

hot and dry.. high in my cloven heels

this is how real love feels as we prance and die

oh my lord.. such a fancy fire

as we dance you sure can dance

dance dance

you will never forget

i hope you'll remember me later

we're swimming in a puddle of sweat

i'm hot baby, don't burn your fingers

i'm tenderly served on your plate

the band must continue to play

so we dance

i love to dance baby dance with me

yeah i can dance to love is to dance

now dance me home

the cardigans "super extra gravity"

p.s: you must buy this album.. cool!!

Humans shall not undo what's bonded in heaven

It is love’s sacred godly ray
That strikes the soul and fires,
when like and like meet.
There is no resistance and no choice:

Humans shall not undo what’s bonded in heaven

(Friedrich von Schiller)

Hell yes! I'm living in Jakarta

Though I’d love to see the world, this always be my city. Jakarta, with a million of interest and blazing light for those sticking themselves to the metropole. Well, I’m just willing it doesn’t necessarily carry us away. The world still needs the anti mainstream people. Maybe like you and me. I bet we'll always be strong and fight this city, together.

The big city breathes out various odors from day to day. The scent of perfume from the uptown people until the smell of garbage from the whole city waste. Will I spend the rest of my life here.. in this city? With traffic jam and the hectic keep leaving their marks. You see, though I’ve done much with a glass of hot green tea **just to get rid all my stress nerve but the only person that cross my mind this hole day just you…. Suddenly I realize what d hell I’m talking about. Okay, since when I used to care bout this city and all the problems. I’m so fucking careless!!

Honestly..
All I care is you
And I hate to see this city without you
despite that you're not coming again today

I'm so fuckin' miss you
desperately miss you

Damai tidur

Seorang gadis
candui dunia.
Menyibak hari
perih menduri.

Pilih siang
tandai malammu.
Berdetak keras
meranggas ganas.

Lembut biru menyusup celah jiwa
Sang gadis membuka mata
Lalu panjang disusupnya udara
Dingin mengalir isikan jiwa

Saat sekarang
jadi
kenangan esok.
Damai si gadis
hitam telah pergi.

Today the 666

Today is when the date make uniformity, a symmetrical number and all the mystery surround the ancient sign of Satan itself. More than that, today the world celebrates the famous eve in this century. The triple six get together again today when the date is 6, the month is 6 and the year is 6. Somehow, I really want to publish this post at 6pm, just to make the number perfectly tied, but my nephew looks so funny I couldn’t reject him. Yup! finally I spent almost my evening enjoying his smile.

My nephew name is Mahogany Attar, he’s still a baby. I’m not a big fans of Hulk Hogan the wrestler man, but I called him Hogan. My sister named him justly so he can be strong like Mahogany wood.

Okay back to the line, there's a funny story about my nephew and the connection with theme of this story (the 666). It's all because the doctor predict his birth on 6 June 2006.

My sister once said to me, “Very good my son will be born at the Satanic date. I’ll make sure he don’t have the omega sign on his body, otherwise he can be the next Omen”, laughingly.

Thanx God the prediction was out of fact. He was born on May 29th and yup, there’s no omega sign tattooed on his body. It was very magical to have a new person in your family. A person so tiny and feeble. I’m so overjoy.

Still bout the date, some people believe the 666 sign mean devil or satanic. But somehow the Chinese think it’s a good number because 6+6+6= 18 and 1+8=9 so you can see, the final count is nine and for them it’s a lucky number!! What a dang…….!!!

Let’s make a little celebration for today, and for the world jubilee of 666. I’ll give you all a poem from the sexiest poet ever born. The guy that walked through all the doors. A poem by Jim Morisson. Enjoy!!


An appearance of the devil
on a Venice canal.
Running, I saw a Satan
or Satyr , moving beside
me, a fleshy shadow
of my secret mind. Running,
Knowing.

Where’d you learn about
Satan-out of a book
Love?-out of a box

taken from “Wilderness” the lost writing of Jim Morrison.

The Quest

Today on my birthday..
I want to dedicated this post for someone I’ve been waited so long
Someone this heart longing for
My silly signor
Ti amo.. grazie di tutto e’ stato molto divertente


The Quest

You came along to my life
You are king to my daydream
You are my best friend
My best of all time

You open my unspoken passion
You burn me with thrill
You with your faults
I love you still

I never be so much grateful
For things you did to me
You conquered me
My ego, my stubborn attitude, my restless heart
With flowers, chocolate, adventure, even McDonald's burger

Yes, I see your face thru the city light
In every landscape with vary of flowers
In the sounds of music
The tender jazz, or some catastrophic rock

Be near me when my light is low
When the blood creeps, and the nerves prick
And tingle and the heart is sick
With all the wheels of being slow

Don’t ever go

We plant the seed
Now look what we’ve achieved
But it all just the beginning
From our endless journey
To see the twilight of eternal day
Together

Your smile, your kiss, your smell, your shape, your voice
And still, the beginning is tremendous 13
Are memories I’ll treasure forever

In the name of Shahnon Malaika
My beautiful feminine goddess
Mine is eternal
Mine is yours

All you need is love

Like Beatles once said.. sometimes all you need is love. It is right for sure. What happened lately in my life simply like that. A ‘lil bit cliché maybe, but I want to get mainstream sometimes. The shower of love from my silly signor created a box full of felicity. Yup, you all can see that I’m happy.

I am typing in my ‘lil square room hoping for some inspiration to accomplish my new songs. Yup! Right now I’m trying to be a good song writer and yet it is a must-do project.





All You Need Is Love

Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love

There’s nothing you can do that can’t be done

Nothing you can sing that can’t be sung

Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game

It’s easy

There’s nothing you can make that can’t be made

No one you can save that can’t be saved

Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be in time

It’s easy

All you need is love, all you need is love,

All you need is love, love, love is all you need

Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love

All you need is love, all you need is love,

All you need is love, love, love is all you need

There’s nothing you can know that isn’t known

Nothing you can see that isn’t shown

Nowhere you can be that isn’t where you’re meant to be

It’s easy

All you need is love, all you need is love,

All you need is love, love, love is all you need

All you need is love (all together now)All you need is love (everybody)All you need is love, love, love is all you need.





Sung by Lennon/McCartney

The blackout inspiration

Last night, me and my silly signor spend our fifteen minute on the phone just try to figure the refrain of stupid song (actually I didn’t know the name) that appeared in “Love Actually”. We sang the phrase again and again, and it some kind like this:

“I feel it in my fingers…. I feel it in my toes”

It was pathetic because we both try to get into refrain but we couldn’t. So I told him, “Do you have the dvd, right now in your room?” and then he answered “No, I don’t have it.” My curiosity was getting worse. I was bawling, yelling, fuhh.. god why I can’t remember the refrain of that freaky song. He asked me again, “I know you have the dvd, turn it on!” and then I answered. “Sure I have the dvd but how can I turn it on if my entire block still have blackout right now.” Okay, this curiosity really pissed me off. Blamed it to the government, we pay lot of tax but we got less for just electricity.

Meanwhile, a minute after that my silly signor suddenly realize that he already had the “Love Actually” dvd. He got it from his friend, a gay but he forgot. You see, we almost cure the curiosity. Still on the phone, I told him to play it on his laptop. And he spend the next fifteen minutes searching the song, I mean the refrain. But the next best thing were.. instead of reaching the climax, we both just asking to each other, “Is this the real refrain?” Because it’s totally unmitigated disaster. The refrain was weird and it’s not like our prediction

Hahaha… but I just loved that stupid moment. We sang together, laugh together, and of course missing each other so bad.

Well, that’s all my story behind “Love Actually” and the blackout too.

O, for a draught of vintage!

O, for a draught of vintage! that hath been Cooled a long age in the deep-delvid earth.
--- John Keats