Botol Kaca "Kompleks"

"mysterious thunder" (  how the body shuts off its own mind ) it's like everytime i feel a bulge,  a part of skin and flesh  bending, curving, spilling out,  from my clothing,  it sets an alarm, like the japanese earthquake sirene system it triggers an opening from the ceiling, dropping off dusty, moldy, dirty, wretched thoughts of me, of people, of my family, of the world, of my body all in all feels as if the sirene sounds and the voices are so solid and so brutal, it creates a crevice in between clouds and blue sky, the air cracks, the sky is falling down leaving a dark void, no stars, just utter darkness it all happens in a day, in an hour, in a minute, in seconds it could come like raging thunder in the middle of broad summer daylight my body shuts off its own mind leaving me dead for a few seconds just laying there, flies flew a few then a bell rang,  with the last consciousness I had, I got up, then shiver for the thought of my post-poned responsibil...

        " animalistic mind" ( change is too laborious, I'm not tough enough, I'm fearful )         I've been listening to lots of talks about the human mind and how it consists of a person (which is the thought) riding an animal (the animalistic desires such as eat, sleep, sex, etc.). When a person is stuck with a default setting and just go through the day with idling, or doing things that they're not meant or supposed to do, it's like losing control of the animal, the person riding it doesn't have much control of how the animal will act, thus leading to a person unable to pursue or unable to do tasks at hand, which then ends with lost. It's really just talking about the simple act correlating to basic human need, motivation and how do we fight the evolutionary features with a new one, in order to pursue what we aren't. Basically it's just about how we, each and every one of us, has this big worldview, our perception on reality, w...

warna kini busuk, lugu kini mayat    (  sisa gema sukma yang dulu berjalan nyaru  )   anak yang sangat lugu akan pandangannya terhadap dunia baginya, dunia adalah sebuah alam bermain yang tak pernah putus, selalu terhubung, dan selalu berputar Ah, begitu hidupnya udara menari bersama dengan warna, memantul dari dan ke mata, membentuk siluet yang memikat bagi siapapun yang melihatnya, untuk ikut terperangah dan merekah segala yang menyelimutiku adalah rentangan pusaran warna yang memancar dari segala potensi dan keriangan kata-kata tak berwujud yang mengambang di udara, kemudian mengembang ia begitu mencintai segala yang mengisi ruang dengan keberadaan dan kepribadian, yang tanpa perhatian terhadap mata tubuh-tubuh lain, maupun syair dan desis yang tidak relevan, menyatu menyaru, membentuk kekuatan yang lebih mistis dari sihir, lebih indah dari harmoni orkestra, dan lebih kuat dari perang kekuatan yang tidak pernah menghadirkan dirinya secara eksklusif, kekuatan ...