Maybe We’re Just Being Mean

Maybe we’re just being mean.
Maybe we are not sad at all.
Maybe we just wanted a conversation topic.
Maybe we just love to see soap opera.
Maybe we can’t stop blaming others.
Maybe we just wanted to punch somebody.
Maybe we forget how to be human.
Maybe we forget how to love.
Maybe we forget to take a bow.
To the ocean, to the sky, to you.

Tonight, let’s called early and hope.
Hoping for them, to stay under moonlight and amongst the stars.
Landing in enormous twilight sky.

Dear beautiful faces, until we meet again, you will be loved.

PS: Being a part of community in a vast stream of information, is hard. We are becoming part of people we used to hate. Becoming more of a person we avoid in the past. In that kind of situation, stop for a minute and take a breath, look around, and ask yourself few questions. Who you are, what you are doing, how you get there.

Menunggu Pagi

Malam tidak selalu tentang menunggu pagi,
atau gelap yg berubah menjadi terang.
Kamu tdk mengenal siang,
dan aku tdk berkenalan dgn malam.
Tentang cerita-cerita yang habis ditelan malam,
atau tak sabar diceritakan ketika pagi tiba.
Cerita tentang lelah.
Cerita tentang nyala api.
Cerita tentang kunang-kunang.
Dan arti warna fajar.
Selamat pagi, para penikmat malam.
Selamat malam, para pencinta pagi.
Makhluk-makhluk tercinta, yang penuh dengan kebahagiaan.

Tentang Menikah dan Cerita-Cerita yang Tidak Kunjung Selesai

Ketika saya menulis ini, saya belum menikah dan saya belum punya rencana untuk mengadakan pernikahan. Di sekitaran lingkup umur saya dan teman-teman (25 tahun ke atas), adalah hal yang wajar untuk melangsungkan pernikahan. Umumnya banyak yang beralasan karena “sudah cukup umur”, “orang tua udah tua, pengen nimang cucu”, “kebelet kawin”, “udah dilamar, gimana dong?”. Dan tentu saja untuk alasan-alasan lain yang tidak perlu saya pertanyakan atau ketahui. Undangan dan seragam nikahanpun mulai menjadi hal wajar ketika weekend menjelang. Hari yang harusnya bahagia bagi kedua mempelai tiba-tiba menjadi beban bagi sebagian orang. Ada yang bilang, berat rasanya untuk mendengar pertanyaan “kapan menyusul?” yang tidak pernah berakhir. Atau ada yang menjadi cynical melihat biaya-biaya atau tradisi 500+ undangan, atau acara yang “tidak sebenar-benarnya” dimiliki oleh kedua mempelai. Ataupun bagaimana orang-orang membanggakan status pernikahan atau bagaimana mereka merayakan hari pernikahan (ataupun tempat liburan/honeymoon-nya, ffuuuu).

Tapi saya mau bilang: THE HELL I CARE ABOUT THAT STUFFS :))

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I Don’t Really Want to Know How Your Garden Grows

Sometimes, people talk to me about their problems. Relationship, hardship, whining, or simply problems. My horoscope, blood type, or even my zodiac tell me that I am a good listener (who doesn’t?). So, in order to live up to that expectation, I started to understand how that works. Couple of times, I let my emotion get into the actual talks. I lecture people with my own thoughts. Sure I’m not the best person to go when you need an advice. Because my life is pretty simple. I don’t think complicated is suited to anything in this world. Even complicated problems sometimes have simple answer. Because I think there ‘s nothing more complicated than how you’re still alive today. So adding more complexion would just be a waste on this beautiful world.

I don’t really know how it works with any other people, but when they stressed out enough and start to talk to me, I get stressed out too. When they are crying and feeling lonely, suddenly I feel like one too. Unfortunately, you always need to be the bigger person when you are in the listener position. On that kind of situation, empathy is really a dangerous weapon that you should use carefully.

But afterall if I were sane enough, I just listen. Because sometimes all they want to get, is to be heard.

You know, the common problem people nowadays have are how they see each other as a competitor, in a bad way. They don’t see each other as a ladder to achieve higher ground. They despise anyone who has more spotlight. Does attention really matter that much? But then again, in the world of Likes and Re-Tweet/Blog/Gram/Path, sure attention is something people wanted to have. Maybe, all they wanted is the same thing afterall, they just wanted to be heard.

On that kind of times, I always believe there is an Oasis song for every problem. Most of the times, the simple answer to that problem is  a song called Live Forever. I think every people should have someone they’re singing this song to. People to live forever. Because really, sometimes all you need to know is not how other’s garden grows.

Maybe I don’t really want to know
How your garden grows
I just want to fly
Lately did you ever feel the pain
In the morning rain
As it soaks it to the bone

Maybe I just want to fly
I want to live I don’t want to die
Maybe I just want to breath
Maybe I just don’t believe
Maybe you’re the same as me
We see things they’ll never see
You and I are gonna live forever

The song Live Forever is written by Noel Gallagher in the middle of Grunge era, with Nirvana having a tune that said ‘I Hate Myself and Want to Die’. He and I have a same point afterall.

“Seems to me that here was a guy who had everything, and was miserable about it. And we had fuck-all, and I still thought that getting up in the morning was the greatest fuckin’ thing ever, ’cause you didn’t know where you’d end up at night. And we didn’t have a pot to piss in, but it was fucking great, man.”