Kata orang... di atas bumi, masih ada langit. Kata orang... masih ada peradaban, yang menjadi misteri, bahkan hingga hari ini.
Kehidupan masyarakatnya pun sulit kita ketahui...
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A contemplation.
Life as it may seems to be last forever, on the other hand, is always short. Age can be counted, space could be measured, and weight, could be weighed. That, we often forgot. Life has possibilities and has limits, we, on the other hand, with our dreams and so, has, no limits.
We could think that we are immortal, while the fact tells us that we could be dead in any minute, by any second, just because a small and tiny stroke called a heart-attack (angina pectoris sort of). So why, we asked ourselves? why did that happens to us? the answer is, because it is the process of being a human. Dead, in the end, is the only answer, explaining that human, would surely concede his or her own defeat, eventually.
My journey... ah... i would state, not that much of a metropolis. All the friends i had, they shout, "I am happy living this glamorous life, let's party, let's celebrate! let's do everything we can! EVERYTHING!" and for the next hour, they does the craziest thing on earth. Say, skydiving while on LSD. Banging girls in public, like a hobo, wreckless, and undeniably idiot, but with thousand of pennies on their wallets.
That is no secret when you know me in this short-paced-living. Life in the urban is just a pain in the ass, it is astonishing yet it is tiresome. I pretend that it wasn't a part of my journal, i lied to protect my under-conciousness identity. Those fun time i've had? did nothing to krack me up because i don't grow on that basic, or not on the American dreams.
You know.., I had those time when i saved pennies only to know the sparkling taste of a mardi gras, the lux one. And yet, it is not sufficient to have. The magician says that i need to bought another billions in order to enjoy life into the fullest phase; a pleasure far to the moon. Or whatever, it's a metaphor.
The thing is, let's get realistic, i'd better sell my soul just to get a chance to be breathing in Svalbard for just an hour! that's life on my concept, on my eye! the blue horizon swirling above..., gold-green grass sprung on the end of autumn, or the wintry wind that breeze from the northern seas.
Heck no, that is a true dreaming session. But hey, kids, relax, life isn't just about dreaming, rolling, or getting ugly by only standing on your couch all day. Life has so much more to offer. In my case, life has got so much to be told, the thing is, i haven't even told about one.
NJR, Prama, 2013.
Diubah oleh navyjahbura 01-05-2019 10:53
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