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I put “Curiosity kills” as my messenger status and Pops sent me this:
“Curiosity is a hunger to explore and a delight in discovery. When we are curious, we approach the world with a child-like habit of poking and prodding and asking questions. We are attracted to new experiences. Rather than pursuing an agenda or a desired set of answers, we follow our questions where they lead.
Socially, curiosity lets us really listen to other people because we want to know who they are. We open ourselves to the morsels of knowledge and experience they can share with us. We relish having discoveries of our own to share.
Curiosity makes us interested in a broad range of information about the world around us, not only that with direct utility. We learn for the joy of learning.”
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Priorities
- Me: Iya nih, Dit, kalo udah punya duit gini bawaannya gw pengen jajan macem-macem...
- Adit: Iya, Nda, godaan makin kuat. Mana kita belom ada tanggungan apa-apa jadi makin pengen beli macem-macem deh.
- Me: Bener banget, Dit! Paling traktir makan bulanan, trus udah. Tabungan kayanya pengen gw pake buat beli speker, beli hardis...
- Adit: Yups. Tapi gapapa, Nda, skrg jangan nabung banyak-banyak dulu, enjoy your life first.
- Me: Betuuulll... Hahahaha.
- Adit: Soalnya kayanya 2012 bener-bener kiamat jadi ga guna saving banyak-banyak.
- Me: .... Lo jangan ngomong aneh-aneh deeee...
- Adit: Ga ngomong aneh-aneh. Biar kita aware aja ama situasi saat ini. Biar kalo bener kejadian, kita udah ngerasain enaknya hidup, punya duit, dll...
- Me: Eh iya, bener juga ya, Dit? Bokap gw juga bilang gw S2-nya ntar abis 2012 aja biar ga rugi. Hahahaha.
- Adit: Kalo misalnya ga kiamat pun mulai saving 2013 juga ga telat-telat amat, kan? Heehhe.
- Me: Ya... Tapi kan ga tau juga gimana nasib kita 2013 nanti.
- Adit: Pokoknya mulai awal hidup 2013 aja deh biar gak sia-sia...
- Me: Ooo, bener juga ya... *close chat, mulai browsing speaker 5.1 yg THX certified*
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Ada yang pernah bilang ke gue kalo lagu Natal itu gak ada yang sedih.
Sejak pertama denger Christmas 1915, gue ngerasa, “there’s definitely something about this song.” Ga bisa berenti dengerin soalnya. Lalu gue iseng google, secara judulnya juga spesifik banget.
Ternyata lagu ini dibuat dengan latar belakang Perang Dunia I, di mana Jerman dan Inggris mengadakan perjanjian damai (later to be known as Christmas Truce) hanya untuk Christmas Eve di tahun 1915.
1915 on Christmas Day
On the western front the guns all died away
And laying in the mud on bags of sand
We heard a German sing from no man’s land
He had tenor voice so pure and true
The words were strange but every note we knew
Soaring ore the the living dead and dammed
The German sang of peace from no man’s landGue gak pernah suka perang. Untuk alasan apapun itu, violence is simply unjustifiable. Apalagi mass violence semacam ini. Makanya gue gak pernah suka juga film perang atau apapun deh. Emosional banget pasti. Dan secara gue ini labil banget kan yah, yang ada filemnya belom mulai, gue udah sedih sendiri ngebayangin mas2 ganteng berseragam tanah itu nanti akan satu-satu mati berdarah-darah.
Christmas 1915 adalah ironi. Usaha untuk menghadirkan sejumput kedamaian di tengah peperangan, meski cuma sebentar.
They left their trenches and we left ours
Beneath tin hats the smiles bloomed like wild flowers
With photos cigarettes and pots of wine
We built a soldier’s truce on the front line
Their singer was a lad of 21
We begged another song before the dawn
And sitting in the mud and blood and feed
He sang again the song all longed to hearIf Christmas was supposed to bring peace, then truce should not be necessary. The war would simply had to be put out.
And in the morning all the guns boomed in the rain
And we killed them and they killed us again
At night they charged we fought them hand to hand
And I killed the boy that sang in no man’s landEverything this song sings about shook my conscience. That not everyone could celebrate Christmas as it is supposed to be, a jolly good holiday, let alone a religious event. But it’s our choice anyway. For experience is not strictly determined environmentally. We may not always celebrate the events physically. But who’s to stand between ourselves with peace in our hearts?
Silent night, no cannons roar
A king is born of peace for evermore
All’s calm, all’s bright
All brothers hand in hand
And that young soldier sings
And the song of peace still rings
Though the captains and all the kings
Built no man’s landDan berdasarkan pengalaman menyaksikan perjuangan GKI Yasmin untuk merealisasikan hak beribadah mereka, gue diyakinkan bahwa gak ada yang gak mungkin. All we need to do is keep up our faith that rescue will come. And it will.
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Micro-Significance
We are living in a vast universe. Thousands of galaxies, millions of planets and asteroids and all those unknown space things up above. What is the significance of one human being, a total failure at that?
And if that scale is too extreme, I wonder, for you?
It’s okay, you don’t have to answer. I really do not want to hear it. You’re too kind to push me away and that, dear sire, mutilates me (do not want to get all too sentimental by putting “my heart” here even though it’s too late already) to tiny chewable bits.
I am desperate, yeah, you got that right. Never knew that I’d go through this dark alley again, seeking for the faintest light to shine my way through. And you had always been there, trying to lend me some sight so I could avoid the bottomless holes up ahead.
It had been so much easier and I’ve been spoiled with the convenience.
There’s too much drama and it’s affecting my state of dependence.
I miss my sanity or whatever I got left from them.
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(Source: mochacafe, via caressofvenus)
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Not So Smart
Hey, you.
You know I never planned this. You know me and how I actually hate this so freakin’ much. And if I were someone else, I’d really hate me, too. Well, I can’t say I don’t, too, right now.
I’m pretty lucky now but it’s probably not for long. This post, is another proof of my weakness. I should play my cards right if I were to persevere. I know, it does not even make sense.
It’s probably just a case of a bad timing. A pretty bad irony, too. And I really don’t want to lose whatever I have of you right now. And by spilling it out like this, I’m risking yet another string.
“One too many drinks tonight and I miss you like you were mine” (Sara Bareilles)
Call me crazy. I have never been smart either.
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Addiction
A is for the Attention you never failed to provide me
D is for my Depressions that brings you closer to me
Another D for your silly Dances that always bring smile to my face
I is for your Indefinite kindness, enough said
C is for the Craziness we brew together
T is for the Time we spent in laughter
I is for how I wish I could do the same for you
O is for the “Ooooh”s I make whenever you do your things astoundingly
And N is for the odds of us being together: very much Not likely
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Well, they don’t call us Ring of Fire for nothing..
