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freedomphoria: February 2014
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A locupletative personal blog. Thursday, February 27, 2014. About (not) going back home. I have been travelling a lot these past two years, it almost feels like I'm making up the time when I'm not travelling. My decision to change the way I work, from a full-timer to a freelancer, really helps in terms of being super flexible and just not getting depressed with different demands from your employer. So, wish me luck. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. The Itty Bitty Kitty Committee.
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freedomphoria: September 2014
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A locupletative personal blog. Tuesday, September 30, 2014. The state of this country. I woke up when my phone made a noise. It stopped me from dreaming (hence, I can't even remember the dream). I saw a notification: new headlines from one of the English-language newspaper in the country. News about how the House is planning to revise the Law for the Corruption Eradication Commission (KPK). And I thought, WTF? Not a very pleasant way to wake up. Can someone with more knowledge in this matter point to the...
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freedomphoria: March 2015
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A locupletative personal blog. Friday, March 13, 2015. I read the news last night just before I went to bed. I immediately felt a part of what constructed my joy had gone away. I actually felt sad, and I am still sad by the news. It's strange to feel some kind of connection with someone whom I've never met and whom didn't even know that I exist in this world, connected through enjoying his works over the years. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. The Itty Bitty Kitty Committee.
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stickybunbook: Page 297: Sometimes (part 30)
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169;theblueunicorn. Powered by Blogger. Breathe, keep breathing. Don't lose your nerve" -. Page 297: Sometimes (part 30). Sunday, August 9, 2015. Sometimes you need to listen to a bit-cheesy-yet-classic-good pop song to realize how silly your relationship was and to remind yourself to get back to reality. That it has gone south. That it was probably never there anyway. Maybe there's no way we could feel each other's pain. Tell me why it gets harder to know where I stand. Page 298: Sometimes (part 31).
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Pardon Me While I Pose: fear him, whom you hate
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Tuesday, May 26, 2015. Fear him, whom you hate. Satu waktu, Ummar bin Al-Khattab, si mantan pemabuk yang insyaf pernah bilang, "Ucapan itu ada empat jenis," tuturnya. Pertama, membaca Alquran," lanjut dia. Tapi terus terang saja, baca Alquran sering membuatku mengantuk dan bosan. Aku lebih suka membaca tafsir atau membaca sejarah riwayat dan literatur perjalanan para nabi dan istri, the do's and don'ts, what's right and what's not, the why, the who and how? Aren't you tired, people? Seriously, aren't you?
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Risalah Sisa: 11.2008
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Chi mangia solo, crepa solo. Kapan Ada Buya Lagi? Dasar kepengarangan saya adalah cinta.". Suatu hari rumah Buya Hamka kedatangan tamu. Kali ini tamunya sepasang muda-mudi. Si perempuan lantas mengenalkan diri sebagai putri dari Pramoedya Ananta Toer. Mengetahui itu, Buya ramah bertanya, "Oh, anak Pram. Apa kabar bapakmu sekarang? Sebagai seorang jurnalis, bisa dibilang majalah Panji Masyarakat tentu tak akan pernah bisa lepas dari nama Buya Hamka sendiri. Dia mendirikan dan mengasuh majalah itu....Sikap...
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Risalah Sisa: 11.2009
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Chi mangia solo, crepa solo. Tidakkah kau dengar gurau para nabi? Sembilan macam rasa cinta. Dari tujuh puluh getsemani. Diposkan oleh Imam Hidayah Usman. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Karena hidup seperti berjalan-. Jalan di taman pada sore yang muram. Aku mendongak ke langit kelam. Kapan singgah hati pualam. Tidakkah kau dengar gurau para nab.
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Risalah Sisa: 02.2013
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Chi mangia solo, crepa solo. Every new time of year, I'm farther from my corpses. Kidzuki is still 17. Naoko, 21. Diposkan oleh Imam Hidayah Usman. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Karena hidup seperti berjalan-. Jalan di taman pada sore yang muram. Aku mendongak ke langit kelam. Kapan singgah hati pualam. Every new time of year, Im farther from my corpse.
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Risalah Sisa: Pesan Pecopet Pada Pacarnya
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Chi mangia solo, crepa solo. Pesan Pecopet Pada Pacarnya. Kini aku makin ngerti keadaanmu. Tak’kan lagi aku membujukmu. Dan lari dari lelaki yang melamarmu. Tandanya hari jadi sore. Tubuhku yang elok bersih kucuci. O, abang, kekasihku. Kutunggu kau di tikungan. Dari babu jadi selir kepala jawatan. Nikah padaku merusak keberuntungan. Masa depanku terang repot. Sebagai copet nasibku untung-untungan. Tapi aku memang bukan bapak yang baik. Untuk bayi yang lagi kaukandung. Tandanya hari jadi sore. Jangan keci...
