<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:35:09.486-07:00</updated><category term='poetry'/><category term='story'/><category term='optical illusion'/><title type='text'>Livin' a Life Like a Wave</title><subtitle type='html'>pengalaman hidup, sastra, ilusi, perasaan</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>illusionistwannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14409788534221912078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKKJMnpRXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ER5On6og04Y/S220/DSC00064.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266.post-7646341426875431871</id><published>2009-02-13T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T02:25:54.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VERMILION part 2-SLIPKNOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;She seems dressed in all of me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stretch across my shame,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all the torment and the pain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;leaked through and covered me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll do anything to have her to myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just to have her for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now I don't know what to do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't know what to do.....When she makes me sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She is everything to me, the unrequited dream,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the song that no one sings, the unattainable,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she's a myth I have to believe in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all I need to make her real is one more reason,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't know what to do, when she makes me sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but I won't let this build up inside of me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A catch in my throat,choke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Torn into pieces, I won't..No..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't want to be this but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She isn't real, I can't make her real,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she isn't real, I can't make her real...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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2-SLIPKNOT'/><author><name>illusionistwannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14409788534221912078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKKJMnpRXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ER5On6og04Y/S220/DSC00064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266.post-1913290084180094589</id><published>2009-01-16T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T04:30:47.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waktu sejauh hidup</title><content type='html'>Saat awan kelabu datang menghampiri,&lt;br /&gt;Belum pasti hujan datang kesini…&lt;br /&gt;Layaknya harapan yang tercurah&lt;br /&gt;Belum tentu mendatangkan kenyataan untuk kita…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunyi di ruang fana, terbaring tak berdaya…&lt;br /&gt;Lambat laun, dalam waktu yang mengalun,&lt;br /&gt;Terbuai serasa waktu berlalri,&lt;br /&gt;Ia yang tersiksa, serasa waktu duduk bersila…&lt;br /&gt;Sunyi di ruang hampa, menunggu nasib dan derita…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini kita berlari bersama, waktu…&lt;br /&gt;Mungkinkah esok akan engkau pergi?&lt;br /&gt;Tidak menungguku yang berlari bersamamu hari ini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waktu….waktu…sia-sia ku berbicara denganmu..&lt;br /&gt;Telinga tak kau punya,matamu buta…&lt;br /&gt;Hanya dapat membuat menderita…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8982016157964028266-1913290084180094589?l=bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/feeds/1913290084180094589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8982016157964028266&amp;postID=1913290084180094589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/1913290084180094589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/1913290084180094589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/2009/01/waktu-sejauh-hidup.html' title='Waktu sejauh hidup'/><author><name>illusionistwannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14409788534221912078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKKJMnpRXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ER5On6og04Y/S220/DSC00064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266.post-5754721544555804348</id><published>2009-01-16T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T04:17:04.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>Dimanakah cahaya wajahmu??&lt;br /&gt;Saat malam- malam bercerita tentang indahnya rembulan,&lt;br /&gt;Saat senja- senja berpuisi tentang megahnya sang surya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berapa purnama harus kuterpa?&lt;br /&gt;hingga pudar temaram wajahnya,&lt;br /&gt;dan kembalinya binar matanya pada sang pemuja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bilakah kau berhenti berlari,&lt;br /&gt;jikalah aku tlah kembali dari tiada samudera,&lt;br /&gt;dan kupijakan kakiku di kaki2 benua?&lt;br /&gt;Ataukah kembali engkau pergi dan aku tetap berdiri?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat ku terdiam melihat kau tak terjamah,&lt;br /&gt;Dengan sayu senyuman yang tak kunjung tiada,&lt;br /&gt;Menunggu bayangmu yang tiada berubah di palung cinta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8982016157964028266-5754721544555804348?l=bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKKJMnpRXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ER5On6og04Y/S220/DSC00064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266.post-8247023939096309147</id><published>2009-01-16T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T04:13:55.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>Dan didalam bayang- bayang jiwaku, aku bertekuk lutut di hadapanmu,&lt;br /&gt;Mengakui kuasa pesona jiwamu, aan mengagumi pancaran matamu&lt;br /&gt;Lalu kupuja dirimu dengan darah di lidahku , dan kucintai engkau dengan luka jiwaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudapati langkah kakiku, pada jalur gelap yg membawaku pada pilu pedih penderitaan,&lt;br /&gt;Menyayat sebelah jantungku,&lt;br /&gt;yg mengibaratkan kasih sebagai sebilah pemancung,&lt;br /&gt;meluapkan derita- derita yg terpenjarakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau bimbing diriku pada jalan penderitaan, yg jalannya terhampar kebun mawar,&lt;br /&gt;Yg langitnya dikuasai oleh pangeran malam yg memuja permaisurinya.&lt;br /&gt;Kau bimbing langkahku kepada terang yg memudar,&lt;br /&gt;yg perlahan menggelapkan arahku, Membiarkanku tersesat di lorong yang tak berujung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian sajak inipun terukir di dinding2 hatiku,&lt;br /&gt;Dengan pahat yg kau genggam erat2 penuh harapan,&lt;br /&gt;Harapanku, yg kau rampas dan tak tergantikan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8982016157964028266-8247023939096309147?l=bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/feeds/8247023939096309147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8982016157964028266&amp;postID=8247023939096309147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/8247023939096309147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/8247023939096309147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/2009/01/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>illusionistwannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14409788534221912078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKKJMnpRXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ER5On6og04Y/S220/DSC00064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266.post-6352138549027754139</id><published>2009-01-16T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T03:42:47.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ujian, tragedi HP</title><content type='html'>Jumat, 16 Januari 2009..Pagi ini seharusnya menjadi pagi yang biasa2 saja buat saya..saya bangun sebelum matahari menampakan cahayanya, dan harus berangkat ke sekolah saat mata masih berat. Tidak ada yg istimewa hari ini kecuali acara pelantikan pengurus OSIS 2009/2010 yang dilaksanakan di aula. Itupun bukan sesuatu yg spesial buat saya, toh saya bukan pengurus OSIS di sekolah. Acara pun selesai, dan dilanjutkan dengan jam pelajaran monoton seperti biasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam pelajaran pertama pun dimulai. Pelajaran sejarah. Hari ini kita mengulas perang dunia pertama, Jerman dan Italia. Cerita tentang Jerman ditutup dengan kisah serang Yahudi yg keluar dari kamp konsentrasi di Polandia saat kekuasaan Adolf Hitler berakhir. Saat itu, menurut guru saya, akan sangat janggal untuk menemukan seorang Polandia yg akan membantu orang Yahudi. Namun semuanya seakan2 terpatahkan dalam perjumpaannya dengan seorang pemuda Polandia. Pemuda itu mengerti keadaannya dan dengan tulus membantunya. Dengan uang yg mampu ia berikan, ia memberi harapan kepadanya untuk kembali ke tanah perjanjian. Bertahun2 telah lewat setelah kejadian itu. Mungkin ia telah melupakannya sebelum akhirnya ia melihat pelantikan Paus Yohanes Paulus II, dan ternyata yg ia lihat adalah sosok yg menolongnya di Polandia, Karol Wojtyla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita itu benar2 membuat saya ingin menjadi orang baik sepertinya, memiliki hati yg tulus dan kemanusiaan yg tinggi. Namun perasaan itu hilang seiring berjalannya detik2 waktu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keinginan sesaat saya tersebut mungkin akan baik jika bisa dijadikan tekad seumur hidup. Dengan kecerobohan saya yg begitu bodoh, saya pun menghadapkan diri saya pada satu kondisi yg mgkn saja bisa saya ambil hikmahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam pelajaran telah usai saat saya akan pulang bersama teman saya. Wah ternyata papanya ga bs jmput, bannya diisengin orang. Jadilah kita naik bajaj k SMP buat ktemu bokapnya. Dalam bajaj, saat saya ambil hp, saya udah ada feeling ga enak. Seakan2 hp itu sebentar lagi bakalan hilang. Teman saya ini bawa cube, dan kita asik main itu. Feeling ga enak muncul lg tengah jalan saat saya liat hp. tapi emg saya ceroboh, meskipun saya udah peringatin diri saya, tetep aja kejadiannya terjadi. sampe di SMP, saya turun, baru temen saya turun. dia ga liat ada hp disitu. saat pintu ditutup, bajaj jalan, baru deh, saya sadar hp saya jatoh. tapi smuanya udah telat&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;tadinya kita mau naik bajaj harganya ceban, tapi saya ga tega, akhirnya kita kasih 12rb. Hm, agak kesel kalo dipikir2, duah baik2 kasih lebih, eh Hp malah ilang, dmana keadilan..ya memang belum tentu si supir yg ambil, rasanya mgkn penumpang setelah kita. setelah saya telpon berkali2 dan mengajukan penawaran lewat sms, akhirnya hpnya dimatiin, yg artinya, selesai sudah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo saya mau jadi orang seperti Karol Wojtyla, mungkin kesal, dengki, dendam, tidak rela akan kejadian tadi bukanlah suatu sikap yg tepat. Dari sini saya belajar untuk merelakan apa yg telah terjadi. Saya berdoa kepada Tuhan tentang bagaimana saya mengharapkan HP itu bakal balik, tp sekali lg saya harus meykinkan diri bahwa rencana Tuhan akan indah pada waktuNya. Toh smua ini memang salah saya.hehe. Saya harus merelakan apa yg telah terjadi, bukan membenarkan kecerobohan saya, tetapi merelakan apa yg tidak akan kembali kepada saya. saya berharap yg mendapatkan hp itu adalah orang yg benar2 membutuhkan. saya berharap HP itu bisa jadi berkat buat dia...yah, semoga saja...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8982016157964028266-6352138549027754139?l=bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/feeds/6352138549027754139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8982016157964028266&amp;postID=6352138549027754139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/6352138549027754139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/6352138549027754139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/2009/01/ujian-tragedi-hp.html' title='Ujian, tragedi HP'/><author><name>illusionistwannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14409788534221912078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKKJMnpRXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ER5On6og04Y/S220/DSC00064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266.post-433097918211923229</id><published>2008-12-22T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T18:01:42.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>telah datang pagi hari</title><content type='html'>kesunyian itupun terpecah juga,&lt;br /&gt;oleh silaunya cahaya fajar,&lt;br /&gt;yang bersembunyi dibalik awan subuh,&lt;br /&gt;telah pagi, telah pagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keheningan subuhpun lenyap,&lt;br /&gt;dengan mentari yang telah meninggi,&lt;br /&gt;dengan sayup- sayup ia memanggil,&lt;br /&gt;tetapi kini telah pagi, telah pagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kini telah terang menempati,&lt;br /&gt;berbaringlah seraya menutup mata,&lt;br /&gt;ia berbisik dalam gelapnya,&lt;br /&gt;'telah datang pagi hari...'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8982016157964028266-433097918211923229?l=bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/feeds/433097918211923229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8982016157964028266&amp;postID=433097918211923229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/433097918211923229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/433097918211923229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/2008/12/telah-datang-pagi-hari.html' title='telah datang pagi hari'/><author><name>illusionistwannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14409788534221912078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKKJMnpRXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ER5On6og04Y/S220/DSC00064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266.post-2989378954107592558</id><published>2008-12-12T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T03:36:22.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Trip to Nature -between logic and supertition-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUTs8wo3QJI/AAAAAAAAABU/nh3ew0wqBgc/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279605191777665170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUTs8wo3QJI/AAAAAAAAABU/nh3ew0wqBgc/s400/DSC00039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here comes the time to share my story, after waiting for chance..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 days before general test of physic, I had a trip to CANSEBU. Yes, it was a great trip for me. Especially bcos I was going to hev that test..^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bcos I was included in the advance team, me and other 6 persons went to cansebu one day earlier. We rent a room, room number 305. not much happened there. So skip this part and let's go to the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was the time we started our duty. To prepare everything needed for next day event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, we walked to the main entrance and took the route to the camping ground. we exceeded 'ruang ganti wanita' and one of my friend didn't realise that. confidently, he saw through that short wall and hecks! he shocked and foolishly shouted out what just happened. and the next foolish thing was that he again looked at that space just to make sure he was right XD( no one there except a middle-aged woman changing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, we then arrived at the camping ground. greeting for us: a big black-yellow spider. hm, okay, there's one. it's a forest and that's usual. by several steps we walked. yuhuu, there are more that kind of spider! we found many there. They were exotic! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKVCmO_J4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/YkyyW56DCS8/s1600-h/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278945585087326082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKVCmO_J4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/YkyyW56DCS8/s400/DSC00024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We continued our steps and latter found an empty yard. empty except there were several trees and there was one broken old chair under one of those trees. My friend had an idea: move that chair and use that yard for a post in jurit malam. Nope! It was not a good idea I thought bcoz d first thing came to my mind was "&lt;strong&gt;bangku kosong&lt;/strong&gt;" and another story from my family about a chair under a tree. Suddenly we fell into a deep fear since the day was turning gray. We went farther, up to a site where unfinished buildings stood there. Those building showed no sign to be built further. we went through that, and arrived in front of a long wood bridge. It was high from the ground but I was sure it was safe to walk on that bridge. at the end of the bridge, there were two ways: left to the 'hall' and right to the lobby of hotel. We took right and found another empty space in another unfinished construction. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279577884414167378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUTUHQyDyVI/AAAAAAAAABM/ZNm-upa7dtg/s400/DSC00041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;we used that space for the last post. The evening forced us to end our survey. We turned to the hall and prepared the hall for event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, night was spent for planning and watching. There was 'termehek-mehek' when we turned on TV. The story was about a girl who was possessed, searching for someone. In the paranormal house, right in front of the window, there was a &lt;strong&gt;white silhouette&lt;/strong&gt;(I thoght it was a camera effect). I got cold. I slept first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;second day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I woke up at 4.30 am when nobody had not woken up yet. Why? obviously because there was a choir. &lt;strong&gt;3 voices choir&lt;/strong&gt; consisted of 3 men sleeping. hahaha. nothing special in the morning but that voice.wkwkwk. skip it to the afternoon, when all participants had arrived. we ate our breakfast as our lunch and the result was... the WARTEG was very goood. never ate like that before. After lunch, we noved from our room to our tent. after moving our stuff, we continued our duty as comittee.wkwk.I just got outside the tent when a small balck creature ran so fast that it was disappeared before I could know what it was(probably a rat).hehehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The night had come. yipee, closer to the jurit. we had a meeting inside our tent. quite dark there, nobody saw a spider coming. yaph. A thumb-sized spider came inside our tent. it was a luck for us that finally my friend saw that spider. BAM, the spider had been killed. when we looked at it, it's eyes stared very sharp. threw that spider away..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The result we got from the meeting:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. we test each sense of participant(tongue, skin, nose, ears, eyes)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. we ate the snacks brought by the participants XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the time had come to start the jurit. There were some rule since we knew it was not a usual place to have a jurit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Participants are not allowed to bring flashlight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. No one point their flashlight to trees&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. No spitting, no cursing, no peeing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Group is not allowed to consist members in odd number&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If we saw or fell something strange, we sent code &lt;strong&gt;'batman lewat'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so here is the jurit..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;gua sama temen gua tirta ditinggal di pos 2, setelah meninggalkan tezar dan dr. joseph di pos 1. wew..lapangan kosong, disekitar banyak pohon. berbekal 1 lilin kecil dan kaleng2 buat ngetes lidah para peserta, gua duduk disana sama tirta. gua bener2 dagdigdug.maaaaannn...siapa sih sebenrnya yg mau jurit? koq jadi kita yg kayak uji nyali...suara kodok, suara burung malam, bikin merinding. lilin kita taruh deket pohon, agak jauh dari kita. oh yeah, untung kita bawa hp.pokoknya kita ga boleh bengong. itu yg diwanti2 ama kordinator jurit kita si henry coli. kalo ampe ada yg ketempelan, kita udah diajarin sama hendra:pegang tangan kakinya, doain, pencet jempol tangan n jempol kakinya, kasih air. yang jaga tuh berdua2 dgn kepercayaan: kalo ganjil nambah 1 bisa2, bukan karena 'Yesus mengutus muridNya pergi berdua- dua' what a shame sbenernya.ya lilin sudah mau habis, kita nyalain 1 lilin cadangan. belom ada 1 klompok yg nyampe k tmpat gua. BODOH. pos bayangan fool, dia biarin kelompok 1 lgsg k pos 3. tiba2 di WalkieTalkie, si hendra yg cuma sendirian di pos 3(katanya &lt;strong&gt;ga blh ganjil&lt;/strong&gt;, gmn seh) nyuruh cepetan bawain lilin n senter k pos gue. krn kita minta gua pikir. trnyata, kata dia pas kmrn ini crita2, di gubuk deket pos bayangan, &lt;strong&gt;ad yg liatin kita&lt;/strong&gt;(untuuung taunya begitu udah di jakarta), katanya kalo lilin abis, yah kita digangguin. slama nunggu di pos 2 itu, gua dgr suara(selain suara orang takbiran,jam 1 an gt), lembut bgt.kl ada aneh2, lgsg gua baca pengakuan iman(syahadat singkat) n doa Bapa kami. stelah agak lama, kita tiba2 didatengin binatang terbang2 gt. kirain kalong, tau2 ngengat. yah, cuma ngengat, tapi ya, ngengatnya tuh segede 2 tlapak tangan gua dan dia ga berhenti ikutin kita.wakakak.kata nyokap gua jadi2an tapi ntahlah itu kan utan. yang paling dashyat dari itu smua, dari malem ampe pagi gua nahan boker nahan kencing. uffhhh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;tim terakhir masuk, dan kita bareng2 saber. k pos 3 teruuuusss...di dpn jmbatan si om Aljon malh ktawa2 n ngarahin senter k pohon.hahaha.sampe di ujung jembatan,gelap bangeeet, mereka belok k pos 4, dimana anak2 pada diculik, trus gua eblok kiri bawa barang2 k aula, lalu tidur di tiker di aula, kaga sanggup. abis tidur 10 menitan bangunlah gua. udah pada ngumpul, trus pada lgi di bentak2(iseng banget) haha. sudahlah selsai jurit kita, tinggal outbound, dan cerita2 menarik...hehehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;nih kesaksian2 yg ikut jurit:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Om aljon-jaga sendirian di pos, jam 1an dia denger ada yg main air, ciprat2 di kolam renang, ga ad siapa2 loh, jam 1 gt. tapi dia mah cuek aja. Trus abis mandi, dia denger ada yg siulin dia.wuaauuuww...begitu 'seksi'nya perutmu om...sampe yg beda dunia aja ikut2an siul2..haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. arif- kata dia sih ada yg ngelus dia...wuaaauuuwww...padahal dia jalan udah ber 6.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Hendra monyong-nah, ini nih yg jaga sendirian deket bangku kosong.mentang2 anak mutripala.haha. dia liat ada yg liatin gua sama tirta dari gubug.huuufhhh.dia juga banyak digangguin.jam 3 katanya ada yg nongol. pantes tiba2 jam 3 dia bilang 'dipercepat sudah jam 3' hahaha.trnyata dia juga takut. banyak kejadian di tempat dia, tapi ntahlah.hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.gua dan tirta-beneran dah ngeri. ntah deh apapun yg lewat, apapun yg gua rasa ada gerak dan mcm2 di belakang kita, gua ga nengok belakang. untungnya brp x liat pohon gua ga dapet jackpot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ya sekianlah yg bisa gua bagikan...hehe...Gbu all..^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8982016157964028266-2989378954107592558?l=bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/feeds/2989378954107592558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8982016157964028266&amp;postID=2989378954107592558' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/2989378954107592558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/2989378954107592558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/2008/12/trip-to-nature-between-logic-and.html' title='A Trip to Nature -between logic and supertition-'/><author><name>illusionistwannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14409788534221912078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKKJMnpRXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ER5On6og04Y/S220/DSC00064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUTs8wo3QJI/AAAAAAAAABU/nh3ew0wqBgc/s72-c/DSC00039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266.post-3247999681095760130</id><published>2008-12-05T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T08:07:38.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TUHAN itu BAIK</title><content type='html'>malam ini...gua kaget...sangat kaget...kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;jadi gini ceritanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekitar jam 7 tadi gua k greja, mau ngmgn besok pagi advance k tmpt ret2 gmana...&lt;br /&gt;ketemulah gua sama seorang temen gua, dan kita mulai berbincang tentang universitas.&lt;br /&gt;sampailah kita pada fakta bahwa UMBnya ITB kalo ketrima 55 jt.kalo keterima UMB ga blh lagi ambil SPMB. dari situ gua udah takut bgt. ya ampun...mau kuliah mana gua...kalo negeri aja ga kuat bayar segiitu, swasta jug mana kuat...dan gua benar2 pengen kuliah negeri...gua juga daftar NTU tapi gua ga terlalu expect sama itu...gua lebih condong k uni negeri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takut...gua doa sama Tuhan...gua yakin Tuhan bakal kasih gua jalan yg ga akan gua ngerti gimana caraNya...ntah melalui beasiswa ato tangan temn2 nyokap gua..berjam2 gua ragu dan takut...akhirnya gua sms temen2 komsel gua...gua ceritain apa yg terjadi sama gua...gua lgsg mikirin buat apply bermacam2 beasiswa...yg notabene repot dan susah...gua juga sms dito...dia bilang "ce, kalo masalh biaya mah ga usah dipikirin, Tuhan pasti tempatin lu di uni bagus, pasti ada biayanya dari Tuhan" gila gua salut, mereka nguatin gua saat gua susah...mereka nguatin iman gua..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampailah nyokap gua di rumah...dia bingung knapa tampang gua kusut nan muram...dan kitapun terlibat pembicaraan yang berujung pada biaya2 tersebut...nyokap gua pun bilang..."ya ampun chel.." dan sebagainya...intinya...dia lagi cerita2 doank sama temennya..dan tiba2 temennya itu bilang dia mau transfer ke rek nyokap gua buat bnt biaya kuliah gua...nyokap gua udah nolak, tapi ga berapa lama kemudian itu uang udah ditransfer k rek nyokap gua...bahkan dia bilang mau buka deposito buat bantu gua kuliah...ada jga temen nyokap gua yg lain yg digerakkan sama Tuhan, dia juga bantu gua....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gua gatau deh...kalo bukan mujizat namanya apa...baru beberapa jam sebelumnya gua mikirin itu smua, gua doa dengan iman gua yg rapuh...tapi dengan iman gua yg segitu aja..Tuhan jawab doa gua...bener2 dengan cara- cara yang tidak dapat gua pikirkan, Dia udah nolong gua dengan dashyat... dan dari sini gua tau nyokap gua pengen gua jd dokter, meskipun dia kasih gua kebebasan buat milih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan pilihan gua adalah untuk bikin dia seneng..gua akan daftar kedokteran SPMB dan prioritas kedua tekkim ITB.btul gua pengen bangt k itb, tapi gua bakal coba kedoktran krn gua mau bikin nyokap gua seneng.dan toh, kedokteran memang salah satu dari 3 pilihan jurusan gua..jadi ga ada ruginya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frenz...gua bener2 merasa Tuhan baiiiiiiiiik banget sama gua...gatau tanpa Dia gua jadi apa sekarang...gua brsyukur banget Tuhan udah mengirim perpanjangan tanganNya...meskipun gua bukan orang yg bersih dan sering jatuh dalam dosa...tapi karena kasihNya, Tuhan mau terima gua...thanx a lot, Jesus, my Lord...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8982016157964028266-3247999681095760130?l=bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/feeds/3247999681095760130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8982016157964028266&amp;postID=3247999681095760130' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/3247999681095760130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/3247999681095760130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/2008/12/tuhan-itu-baik.html' title='TUHAN itu BAIK'/><author><name>illusionistwannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14409788534221912078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKKJMnpRXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ER5On6og04Y/S220/DSC00064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266.post-6043416463637541613</id><published>2008-12-05T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T02:50:00.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>surga itu milik siapa?</title><content type='html'>kemarin itu saya bertukar pendapat tentang mana orang yang masuk surga mana yang tidak.&lt;br /&gt;sekarang saya telah merenung dan mendapat jawaban bagi diri saya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;mungkin jawaban ini bukanlah suatu jawaban yang memuaskan, tapi inilah yang saya pikirkan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mari kita menjawab pertanyaan diatas dari paradigma universal, dan terlepas dari masalah agama. saya sebagai seorang awam, tidak akan memiliki keberanian untuk membahas soal agama disini, terutama karena agama adalah hal yang sangat sensitif dan butuh kehati2an untuk membicarakannya. Yang saya percaya adalah semua agama adalah benar, dan tidak ada agama yang salah, stiap pribadi berhak percaya pada apa yang mereka yakini adalah benar. pemahaman tentang Tuhan adalah absolut.disini saya akan membicarakan sesuatu yang kita sebut IMAN, yang merupakan dasar kepercayaan kita kepada Tuhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siapa yang berhak masuk surga?yang hidup baik?hidup suci?atau yang memiliki pemahaman benar ttg Tuhan?menurut saya tidak ada jaminan selain IMAN kita. surga milik siapa?surga adalh anugerah Tuhan untuk manusia. hanya Tuhan yang dapat menentukan siapa yang layak hidup di surga siapa yang tidak. kita sebagai manusia tidak bisa menghakimi sesama kita siapa yang masuk surga siapa yang tidak. itulah pendapat saya. kita sebagai manusia hanya dapat berusaha hidup baik dan melakukan hal2 yang kita percaya dapat membawa kita ke dalam surga.. selanjutnya? terserah Tuhan.. kaerna kita ini milik Dia dan Dia yang berhak menentukan seberpa layak kita. menurut mata manusia mungkin seseorang hidup dengan baik dan sempurna. tapi saya yakin Tuhan punya penilaian sendiri. Tuhan menyayangi setiap ciptaanNya. itu yang saya yakini, dan Tuhan punya rencana untuk manusia2. Menurut saya, itulah jawabnnya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8982016157964028266-6043416463637541613?l=bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/feeds/6043416463637541613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8982016157964028266&amp;postID=6043416463637541613' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/6043416463637541613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/6043416463637541613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/2008/12/surga-itu-milik-siapa.html' title='surga itu milik siapa?'/><author><name>illusionistwannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14409788534221912078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKKJMnpRXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ER5On6og04Y/S220/DSC00064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266.post-62173159844434378</id><published>2008-12-05T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T02:16:24.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>berapakah harganya?-kenapa gua membela kuli..gua juga bingung-</title><content type='html'>tadi siang gua jalan pulang sama si thorzz..trus pas udah nyampe dket rumah dy, kita liat ada kuli lagi pada kerja, lantas terpikirlah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuli-kuli gini dibayarnya rendah, dianggepnya pekerjaan rendah, tenaga tak terdidik..siapa yang mau kayak mereka??mungkin hampir tidak ada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;padahal kalo gua pikir2, mereka pantas dihargai lebih. kenapa??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. gak semua orang bisa kerja kayak mereka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu yang namanya meres keringet..hahaha..kalo ada orang2 yang nganggep itu kerjaan rendah, gampang, smua orang bisa, berani ga mereka COBA kerja kayak mereka, ga usah sebagai profesi(gua yakin ga ada yg mau, guapun gamau), tapi coba aja kerja seminggu kayak mereka.sanggup??dan untuk membangun bangunan2 itu, butuh keterampilan.itupun gua rasa harus dihargai lebih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. tanpa mereka, arsitek &amp;amp; sipil ga akan punya nama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iya kan??arsitek ngerancang gedung, dengan mcm2 kreativitas dan intelejensi yang mereka punya. pendidikan pun mereka ada. juga orang2 sipil yang ngurusin materi2 buat bangun gedung2 itu dengan bekal pendidikannya. tapi, tanpa kuli, siapa yang mau ngurusin semen(dilempar2 k saringan gitu gua ga ngerti lah namanya apa) ? siapa yang mau ngaduk semen? betul sih arsitek n sipil pasti dateng dan terlibat di lapangan proyek..tapi kerja keras mereka ga akan memeras keringat kayak kuli2 itu.kalo ga ada mereka, mana ada hasil karya arsitek yang jadi nyata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. bangunan2 yang ada hasil taruhan nyawa mereka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm..kmrn itu ada yg bangun rumah di deket rumah gua. terlepas dari kabar bener ato gak, ada yg bilang ada kuli jatoh dan meninggal. ya ampuuun. sebenrnya ini kerjaan yg mempertaruhkan nyawa ya...tapi berapa haraga yang mereka dapet??harusnya ada yg merhatiin keselamatan kerja mereka...harusnya ada yg peduli sama mereka...bangunan2 yg kita datengin, yang kita tinggalin juga kerja keras mereka kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekali lg gua tulis, terlepas dari bener ato tidaknya pemikiran gua, tapi mereka pantas dihargai lebih menurut gua. gua gatau knapa gua jadi membela mereka.haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi moga2 yang gua katakan ini ada benernya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8982016157964028266-62173159844434378?l=bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/feeds/62173159844434378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8982016157964028266&amp;postID=62173159844434378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/62173159844434378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/62173159844434378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/2008/12/berapakah-harganya-kenapa-gua-membela.html' title='berapakah harganya?-kenapa gua membela kuli..gua juga bingung-'/><author><name>illusionistwannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14409788534221912078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKKJMnpRXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ER5On6og04Y/S220/DSC00064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266.post-5163827939888159647</id><published>2008-10-09T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T07:37:41.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CINTA?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gatovaka/178348463/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 400px;" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gatovaka/178348463/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cinta itu terlalu abstrak untuk dilukiskan sebagai sebuah karya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;terlalu berbelit- belit dirangkai dalam kata,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cinta terlalu gemulai di apresiasi dalam dansa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan terlalu lembut untuk dialun bersama melodi dan irama...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cinta terlalu kompleks dihitung dalam bilangan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ia terlalu besar diukur dalam satuan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cinta terlalu dalam untuk dihipotesa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan terlalu nonsense untuk logika manusia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cinta itu bukan rahmat, cinta itu bukan sial,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bukan pahala bukan juga dosa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cinta bukan dusta ataupun benar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cinta bukan maya dan ia bukan nyata...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cinta adalah cinta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yang bebas menjelma sebagai apapun juga...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;menyatakan diri dalam perspektif misteri jagat raya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8982016157964028266-5163827939888159647?l=bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/feeds/5163827939888159647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8982016157964028266&amp;postID=5163827939888159647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/5163827939888159647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/5163827939888159647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/2008/10/cinta.html' title='CINTA?'/><author><name>illusionistwannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14409788534221912078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKKJMnpRXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ER5On6og04Y/S220/DSC00064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266.post-2184943273665510844</id><published>2008-10-01T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:32:30.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1+1=0</title><content type='html'>1+1=1+V1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       =1 + V[(-1)(-1)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since V(-1)=i...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              =1 +  i.i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i= V(-1) so i^2=   -1&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt;                    = 1 + (-1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        1+1=0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8982016157964028266-2184943273665510844?l=bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/feeds/2184943273665510844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8982016157964028266&amp;postID=2184943273665510844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/2184943273665510844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/2184943273665510844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/2008/10/110.html' title='1+1=0'/><author><name>illusionistwannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14409788534221912078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKKJMnpRXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ER5On6og04Y/S220/DSC00064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266.post-2656490737704646738</id><published>2008-10-01T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T10:06:29.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden Image</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SOOsygamNmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmRsgSb9pBY/s1600-h/starwarsdone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252231574139057762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SOOsygamNmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmRsgSb9pBY/s400/starwarsdone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from: moillusions.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try to find the jedi knight on the pic above!&lt;br /&gt;gud luck!=) don't forget to SIZE UP the image by clicking on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're not sure what to do, try to select all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8982016157964028266-2656490737704646738?l=bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/feeds/2656490737704646738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8982016157964028266&amp;postID=2656490737704646738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/2656490737704646738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/2656490737704646738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/2008/10/hidden-image.html' title='Hidden Image'/><author><name>illusionistwannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14409788534221912078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKKJMnpRXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ER5On6og04Y/S220/DSC00064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SOOsygamNmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmRsgSb9pBY/s72-c/starwarsdone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266.post-5149321307955013445</id><published>2008-10-01T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T09:55:58.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Power</title><content type='html'>Count how many F in this sentence only &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;if you really want to know how you do, please don't cheat ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(answer at the bottom of this post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINISHED FILES ARE THE RE-&lt;br /&gt;SULT OF YEARS OF SCIENTIF-&lt;br /&gt;IC STUDY COMBINED WITH&lt;br /&gt;THE EXPERIENCE OF YEARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from: magictrance.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEXT...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allright here's what I want you to do - while sitting at your desk, lift your right foot off the floor and make clockwise circles. Now, while doing this, draw the number "6" in the air with your right hand.Your foot will change direction and there's nothing you can do about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from:moillusions.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;answer: 6 Fs(you're a 'genius' if you were able to find all of them =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8982016157964028266-5149321307955013445?l=bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/feeds/5149321307955013445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8982016157964028266&amp;postID=5149321307955013445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/5149321307955013445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/5149321307955013445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/2008/10/brain-power.html' title='Brain Power'/><author><name>illusionistwannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14409788534221912078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKKJMnpRXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ER5On6og04Y/S220/DSC00064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266.post-6110576310432653347</id><published>2008-10-01T00:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:48:34.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='optical illusion'/><title type='text'>great illusion!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/266709/color_illusion.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size = 1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/266709/color_illusion/"&gt;Color Illusion&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;These bloopers are hilarious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIyMjk3OTUzMTQ4NCZwdD*xMjIyOTc5NTYwOTIxJnA9MTcyNDAxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImdD*mbz*zMjQ3ZDNkNTVjNGQ*YjdhOGJkMDlmYWY2NDEzZmQ5ZA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8982016157964028266-6110576310432653347?l=bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/feeds/6110576310432653347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8982016157964028266&amp;postID=6110576310432653347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/6110576310432653347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/6110576310432653347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/2008/10/great-illusion.html' title='great illusion!'/><author><name>illusionistwannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14409788534221912078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKKJMnpRXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ER5On6og04Y/S220/DSC00064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266.post-374018759956639846</id><published>2008-09-30T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:49:01.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>batu kecil</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;disadur dari "satu perjamuan satu jemaat" edisi september 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seorang pekerja proyek bangunan memanjat ke atas tembok yang sangat tinggi. Suatu saat ia harus menyampaikan selembar pesan penting pada seorang pekerja di bawahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pekerja itu berteriak- teriak&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;namun rekannya tidak dapat mendengarnya,&lt;br /&gt;karena kebisingan mesin- mesin dan para pekerja lainnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usahanya dilanjutkan dengan menjatuhkan uang logam ke depan temannya...&lt;br /&gt;temannya pun berhenti bekerja..&lt;br /&gt;namun selanjutnya,ia mengambil uang logam itu dan mengantonginya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sang pekerja pun harus mencari cara lain...&lt;br /&gt;ia mengambil sebuah &lt;strong&gt;BATU KECIL&lt;/strong&gt; dan melemparkannya tepat ke arah orang itu&lt;br /&gt;karena kesakitan, iapun menengadah ke atas untuk mencari tahu darimana batu itu...&lt;br /&gt;sekarang sang pekerjapun dapat menyampaikan pesan penting tersebut kepadanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seringkali Tuhan melimpahi kita dengan rahmat supaya kita mau mendengarkan pesanNya&lt;br /&gt;namun seringkali itu tidak cukup untuk kita...&lt;br /&gt;maka itu Tuhan memberikan cobaan- cobaan kecil agar kita mau menengadah kepadaNya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8982016157964028266-374018759956639846?l=bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/feeds/374018759956639846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8982016157964028266&amp;postID=374018759956639846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/374018759956639846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8982016157964028266/posts/default/374018759956639846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/2008/09/batu-kecil.html' title='batu kecil'/><author><name>illusionistwannabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14409788534221912078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKKJMnpRXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ER5On6og04Y/S220/DSC00064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266.post-1071775304006510268</id><published>2008-09-28T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:36:12.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Hail is Your Sacred Love</title><content type='html'>Hail is the love of your heart&lt;br /&gt;it coursed through the heart of the damned&lt;br /&gt;it swells as a seed of joy beyond the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;it grew in the epoch of the shattered burrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hail is your love and for the one that you love,&lt;br /&gt;Much thing I've done and they're so wrong&lt;br /&gt;but let me beg for mercy and apology&lt;br /&gt;for none I know to do to fix ur broken smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hail is your love, sweetheart...&lt;br /&gt;how do I say I glad for a long time,&lt;br /&gt;gratitude to your minuet of affection,&lt;br /&gt;wish I could do better..much much better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hail is your love for my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;wish I could give compassion to your broken smile&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than I did,&lt;br /&gt;forgive me for every mistake I did...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8982016157964028266-1071775304006510268?l=bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/feeds/1071775304006510268/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KyB8-m63alQ/SUKKJMnpRXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ER5On6og04Y/S220/DSC00064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8982016157964028266.post-7438928625603026130</id><published>2008-09-23T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T03:25:11.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Our Distant Pathway</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and so she went...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;through the eyes of all splendor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and through the gate of admirations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;let every cherry red pursue the dance of the swans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a line of thousand candle impale the darkness of this hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;implying the vacuity of insensible act to be done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;for what he got was the fault of his heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and what he stood as himself was accusation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and never to be clear the part of this lost chapter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;as never she has to be back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and never for him to sweeten his bitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;as never his boundary to be break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so what has to happen is not of this matter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;we love to expedite this sour manner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and we doesn't echo the sound of trouble,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;as this failing part end up in such no shelter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8982016157964028266-7438928625603026130?l=bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluemetaphoren.blogspot.com/feeds/7438928625603026130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8982016157964028266&amp;postID=7438928625603026130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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