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Youre so beautiful, divine
Everything bout you so fine
And with the love like yours
There is no pain in this world that I cant endure

So beautiful, so wonderful
And as we float on the floor
I hear the music of love

Anytime I feel alone
I put on our favorite song
And like the music and words
We merge into one
And play on and on

Loves so beautiful, unconditional
Cant find the words to explain
This is our song and our song says it all

When my skies are grey
Make them clear again
When Im weak you are strong
I need to hear the sound, you need to hear the words
This is how it all began
This is the song well remember forever and ever
That it means to you, what it means to me
So from this moment on
This is our song
This is our song
So forever and ever
With just so you know
Just so
We know
We know
We both know
This is our song

Code red

What’s beyond death you ask?
Everything and nothing.
A little of this
a little of that.
Happiness and terror.
A little more
a little less.
What’s beyond death you ask?
Take a deep breath
dream your last dream
and remove thy mask.

(samantha on devart)

Close your eyes, close your eyes
Breathe the air, out there
We are free, we can be
Wide open

For you I open my eyes
To the beauty I see
We we will pray,
We we will stay
Wide open

Don’t analyse
Don’t analyse
Don’t go that way
Don’t lead that way
That would paralyse your evolution

Lalala. this greatest moment
Lalala, the strangest day
Lalala, the greatest love of them all

Close your eyes
Close your eyes
Breathe the air, out there
Fantazise, fantazise
We are open

For you I open my eyes
To the beauty I see
We we will pray
We we will stay …together

Lalala, this greatest moment
Lalala, the strangest day
Lalala, the greatest love of them all

You better belive I’m coming
You better believe what I say
You better hold on to your promises
Because you bet, you’ll get what you deserve
She’s going to leave him over
She’s gonna take her love away
So much for your eternal vows, well
It does not matter anyway

Why can’t you stay here awhile
Stay here awhile
Stay with me

Oh, all the promises we made
All the meaningless and empty words
I prayed, prayed, prayed
Oh, all the promises we broke
All the meaningless and empty words
I spoke, spoke, spoke

What of all the things that you taught me
What of all the things that you’d say
What of all your prophetic preaching
You’re just throwing it all away
Maybe we should burn the house down
Have ourselves another fight
Leave the cobwebs in the closet
’cos tearing them out is just not right

Why can’t you stay here awhile
Stay here awhile
Stay with me, oh oh

Berita nya hanya satu ; Kematian. Namun pesan-pesan ini datang berturut-turut dan beruntun masuk dalam kotak masuk. Berharap cemas berita ini tak cepat datang mendekat pada saudara terdekat, yang sekarang tampak sedang menghitung mundur papan petunjuk kilometer menuju titik nol.

17102008-05.11

Dieu lagi memberiku pengalaman, pelajaran & perjalanan melihat kematian dari dekat. Rasanya bener-bener ingin mengisi hidup utk kebaikan selagi ada masih diberi waktu.

17102008-08.10

Bapaknya Hari (ai Ars) meninggal. Ditunggu kedatanganmu dirumah duka (turangga), tolong kasih tau temen-temen yang lain.

17102008-12.30

Saya nuju di Garut. Nini saya ngantunkeun kamari. Nyungkeun piduana. (Saya lagi di Garut. Nenek saya meninggal kemarin. Minta doa-nya)

18102008-04.21

Mbah akhirnya kembali ke Dieu, subuh ini :)

Hari ini ada kebakaran di tiga tempat, dua titik api di pusat dan satu titik api di selatan. Terdengar dengungan mobil pemadam hilir mudik di kejauhan membelah keheningan. Teman seatapku mengatakan bahwa tangan-tangan Dia sedang bekerja malam ini. Satu tangan sedang mengambil kembali semua milik yang dititipkanNya, satu tangan lagi sedang memberikan bala bantuan. Tanpa kita sadari ternyata ketika manusia kehilangan kepemilikan sebenarnya selalu diiringi dengan pemberian pertolongan, sahutnya. Jadi, apa yang menjadi Hak Milik manusia seutuhnya bila semua adalah titipan yang setiap saat bisa diambil kembali oleh Sang Pemilik ?

Menjelang tengah malam terdengar alunan lagu dari dua buah band beraliran grunge. Sudah sekian lama telingaku tak mendengar tarikan pita suara daniel johns (silverchair) dan kurt cobain (nirvana), rasanya masih seperti dulu saat-saat naluri untuk berhead-banging dan slam jump berkobar dalam dada. Namun kali ini sound open fire-silverchair lebih menyayat untuk didengar…..

And you’re my obsession
I love you to the bones
And ana wrecks your life

Like an anorexia life
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on my knees desires
What I need from you
Open fire on the needs designed
Open fire on my knees desires
On my knees for you

lirik lake of fire-nirvana juga lebih terdengar syahdu untuk didendangkan.

Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don’t go to heaven where the angels fly
They go to the lake of fire and fry
Won’t see them again ’till the fourth of July

People cry and people moan
They look for a dry place to call their home
Try to find some place to rest their bones
While the angels and the devils try to make them their own

  • Tak terbayangkan bila kehilangan rasa makan karena anorexia, kehilangan makanan yang telah dikunyah, kemudian ditelan-tak sempat dinikmati- lalu dimuntahkan kembali.
  • Tak terbayangkan bila kehilangan kehidupan, kemudian diberikan tempat peristirahatan sebagai kebaikan atau keburukan yang telah dilakukan sepanjang batas usia.
  • Tak usah bayangkan apapun yang akan terjadi nanti, bila bayang-bayang kehilangan tak mampu ku kuasai. Mari serahkan pada KuasaNya…..Kehendaknya.

    Ps: Tolong beri kekuatan kepada mereka yang merasakan kehilangan.

    You and me
    We used to be together
    Everyday together always
    I really feel
    That I’m losing my best friend
    I can’t believe
    This could be the end
    It looks as though you’re letting go
    And if it’s real
    Well I don’t want to know

    Don’t speak
    I know just what you’re saying
    So please stop explaining
    Don’t tell me cause it hurts
    Don’t speak
    I know what you’re thinking
    I don’t need your reasons
    Don’t tell me cause it hurts

    Our memories
    Well, they can be inviting
    But some are altogether
    Mighty frightening
    As we die, both you and I
    With my head in my hands
    I sit and cry

    Don’t speak
    I know just what you’re saying
    So please stop explaining
    Don’t tell me cause it hurts (no, no, no)
    Don’t speak
    I know what you’re thinking
    I don’t need your reasons
    Don’t tell me cause it hurts

    It’s all ending
    I gotta stop pretending who we are…
    You and me I can see us dying…are we?

    Don’t speak
    I know just what you’re saying
    So please stop explaining
    Don’t tell me cause it hurts (no, no, no)
    Don’t speak
    I know what you’re thinking
    I don’t need your reasons
    Don’t tell me cause it hurts
    Don’t tell me cause it hurts!
    I know what you’re saying
    So please stop explaining

    Don’t speak,
    don’t speak,
    don’t speak,
    oh I know what you’re thinking
    And I don’t need your reasons
    I know you’re good,
    I know you’re good,
    I know you’re real good
    Oh, la la la la la la La la la la la la
    Don’t, Don’t, uh-huh Hush, hush darlin’
    Hush, hush darlin’ Hush, hush
    don’t tell me tell me cause it hurts
    Hush, hush darlin’ Hush, hush darlin’
    Hush, hush don’t tell me tell me cause it hurts

    Do you want to be an angel,
    Do you want to be a star,
    Do you want to play some magic on my guitar?
    Do you want to be a poet,
    Do you want to be my string?
    You could be anything.
    Do you want to be the lover of another
    Undercover? You could even be the man on the moon.

    Do you want to be the player,
    Do you want to be the string?
    Let me just tell you something,
    It just don’t mean a thing.
    You see it really doesn’t matter
    when you’re buried in disguise
    by the dark glass on your eyes,
    though your flesh has crystalised;
    Still …. you turn me on.

    Do you want to be the pillow where I lay my head,
    Do you want to be the feathers lying in my bed?
    Do you want to be a colour cover magazine;
    create a scene.
    Every day a little sadder,
    A little madder,
    Someone get me a ladder.

    Do you want to be the singer,
    Do you want to be the song?
    Let me tell you something
    you just couldn’t be more wrong.
    You see I really have to tell you
    that it all gets so intense.
    From my experience
    It just doesn’t seem to make sense,
    Still …. you turn me on.