ARE YOU LOSING?
Well you’re standing on a cliffAt the edge of your animalistic senseIs this the mark that you wanna leave?Like a rubble of your own reflection
Well you’re drifting on a riftFrom the perspective of your own devil’s lensNow to the fact that you can’t believe:A white flag from the queen’s reflection!
You’ve lost the battle, and losing the warYou’ve lost the battle, and losing the warYou’ve lost the battle, and losing the warNow let me ask you once again: Are you losing the war?Are you losing the war?
Eyes exploding like a dynamiteHeart as lonely as a local tourist siteThe queen doesn’t crave you at allA hijacked airplane, time for you to fall!
You’ve lost the battle, and losing the warYou’ve lost the battle, and losing the warYou’ve lost the battle, and losing the warNow let me ask you once again: Are you losing the war?Are you losing the war?
You’ve lost the battle, and losing the warYou’ve lost the battle, and losing the warYou’ve lost the battle, and losing the warNow let me ask you once again: Are you losing the war?Are you losing the war?
Are you losing the war?Are you losing the war?Are you losing the war?Well,You’re standing on a cliff.
—
If you’re smart enough you’d probably understand what this song is all about. Sometimes, having a rival is necessary for your own self-growth. It’s even better if that person recognizes you as a threat — and we have to admit, much much more better when that person is losing.
We are all animals at heart.

ARE YOU LOSING?

Well you’re standing on a cliff
At the edge of your animalistic sense
Is this the mark that you wanna leave?
Like a rubble of your own reflection

Well you’re drifting on a rift
From the perspective of your own devil’s lens
Now to the fact that you can’t believe:
A white flag from the queen’s reflection!

You’ve lost the battle, and losing the war
You’ve lost the battle, and losing the war
You’ve lost the battle, and losing the war
Now let me ask you once again: Are you losing the war?
Are you losing the war?

Eyes exploding like a dynamite
Heart as lonely as a local tourist site
The queen doesn’t crave you at all
A hijacked airplane, time for you to fall!

You’ve lost the battle, and losing the war
You’ve lost the battle, and losing the war
You’ve lost the battle, and losing the war
Now let me ask you once again: Are you losing the war?
Are you losing the war?

You’ve lost the battle, and losing the war
You’ve lost the battle, and losing the war
You’ve lost the battle, and losing the war
Now let me ask you once again: Are you losing the war?
Are you losing the war?

Are you losing the war?
Are you losing the war?
Are you losing the war?

Well,
You’re standing on a cliff.

If you’re smart enough you’d probably understand what this song is all about. Sometimes, having a rival is necessary for your own self-growth. It’s even better if that person recognizes you as a threat — and we have to admit, much much more better when that person is losing.

We are all animals at heart.

FORTUNE 500
Democratic liberty, an idea, not an enemyWe believe that we are free, teach our kids now how to see.
Seconds, hours, days, for youDay by day you give us life.Plans and goals you tell us why, willing to take you soar up high.
Oh God, we adore you, Fortune 500!How much we crave for you, Fortune 500!Glory now, and forever, Fortune 500!
Bless our land with gold and scent, fix our lives for you to rentOr just take it forever: our kids, parents, brother, sister.
Diverse lands there are no moreWe long for this unityFeed us with all of your loresUnder your global currency
Oh God, we adore you, Fortune 500!How much we crave for you, Fortune 500!Glory now, and forever, Fortune 500!
—
Do we even realize who runs the world nowadays?It’s not religion, nor my God, or yours."Remember who the real enemy is" -Haymitch, The Hunger Games: Catching Fire.

FORTUNE 500

Democratic liberty, an idea, not an enemy
We believe that we are free, teach our kids now how to see.

Seconds, hours, days, for you
Day by day you give us life.
Plans and goals you tell us why, willing to take you soar up high.

Oh God, we adore you, Fortune 500!
How much we crave for you, Fortune 500!
Glory now, and forever, Fortune 500!

Bless our land with gold and scent, fix our lives for you to rent
Or just take it forever: our kids, parents, brother, sister.

Diverse lands there are no more
We long for this unity
Feed us with all of your lores
Under your global currency

Oh God, we adore you, Fortune 500!
How much we crave for you, Fortune 500!
Glory now, and forever, Fortune 500!

Do we even realize who runs the world nowadays?
It’s not religion, nor my God, or yours.
"Remember who the real enemy is" -Haymitch, The Hunger Games: Catching Fire.

PETER
Berusaha mencari nafkah untuk sekuntum mawar… berduriMenunggu sabar jalur komando secarik kertas terangkai tintaAyahku bilang, lakukanlah pekerjaanmu sepenuh hatiPembunuhan! terencana! siapa sangka, kau selanjutnya!
Ku kan taklukkan jalanan, mencuci darah kejahatan!Ku kan bersihkan jalanan, dengan selaras senapan!
Amunisi! demokrasi! dimana moral mati suri!Mencoba menarik tambang diatas puing ekonomiSiapa kawan? siapa lawan? coba lihat kanan kiri…Kau bukan warga negara, kalian semua, tahanan bui!
Ku kan taklukkan jalanan, mencuci darah kejahatan!Ku kan bersihkan jalanan, dengan selaras senapan!Ku kan taklukkan jalanan, mencuci darah kejahatan!Ku kan bersihkan jalanan, dengan selaras senapan!
Siapa sangka, darahmu, kujadikan uang saku"Mulut dijaga! ssst… jangan bilang-bilang, ini Orde Baru!"
Ku kan taklukkan jalanan, mencuci darah kejahatan!Ku kan bersihkan jalanan, dengan selaras senapan!Ku kan taklukkan jalanan, mencuci darah kejahatan!Ku kan bersihkan jalanan, dengan selaras senapan!
—
Was written nearly two years ago and I never had the chance to exhibit this; but the door is opening with Feast. This is for all of the victims of the pseudo-military regime of Indonesia’s Orde Baru, and for all of the perpretators who were forced to do their works, too.
Peter is an English name version of Petrus, an Indonesian name of a Christian Saint, which is also a pseudonym for “Penembakan/Penembak Misterius”, a silent and anonymous executor(s) of the Orde Baru era in Indonesia.

PETER

Berusaha mencari nafkah untuk sekuntum mawar… berduri
Menunggu sabar jalur komando secarik kertas terangkai tinta
Ayahku bilang, lakukanlah pekerjaanmu sepenuh hati
Pembunuhan! terencana! siapa sangka, kau selanjutnya!

Ku kan taklukkan jalanan, mencuci darah kejahatan!
Ku kan bersihkan jalanan, dengan selaras senapan!

Amunisi! demokrasi! dimana moral mati suri!
Mencoba menarik tambang diatas puing ekonomi
Siapa kawan? siapa lawan? coba lihat kanan kiri…
Kau bukan warga negara, kalian semua, tahanan bui!

Ku kan taklukkan jalanan, mencuci darah kejahatan!
Ku kan bersihkan jalanan, dengan selaras senapan!
Ku kan taklukkan jalanan, mencuci darah kejahatan!
Ku kan bersihkan jalanan, dengan selaras senapan!

Siapa sangka, darahmu, kujadikan uang saku
"Mulut dijaga! ssst… jangan bilang-bilang, ini Orde Baru!"

Ku kan taklukkan jalanan, mencuci darah kejahatan!
Ku kan bersihkan jalanan, dengan selaras senapan!
Ku kan taklukkan jalanan, mencuci darah kejahatan!
Ku kan bersihkan jalanan, dengan selaras senapan!

Was written nearly two years ago and I never had the chance to exhibit this; but the door is opening with Feast. This is for all of the victims of the pseudo-military regime of Indonesia’s Orde Baru, and for all of the perpretators who were forced to do their works, too.

Peter is an English name version of Petrus, an Indonesian name of a Christian Saint, which is also a pseudonym for “Penembakan/Penembak Misterius”, a silent and anonymous executor(s) of the Orde Baru era in Indonesia.

SECTUMSEMPRA
Kau bedah ilmu hitam tak tertandingiKau tindak kau tindas yang sayap kiriLidahmu setajam yang darah murniTak perlu kawan, kau jalani sendiriLawanmu semua kau tebas mati dengan sihirmu, pasirmu, sihirmu,Sectumsempra.Kau sangga kehormatan hijau dan perakMenjaga derik ular tanpa merusakTangismu tertahan dan tak mendobrakWalau tak murni kau berani berteriak
"Lawanku semua ku tebas mati dengan sihirku, pasirku, sihirku!Sectumsempra!”
—
Dedicated to one of the greatest professor in the history of literature, Professur Severus Snape. Rest in Peace.

SECTUMSEMPRA

Kau bedah ilmu hitam tak tertandingi
Kau tindak kau tindas yang sayap kiri
Lidahmu setajam yang darah murni
Tak perlu kawan, kau jalani sendiri

Lawanmu semua kau tebas mati dengan sihirmu, pasirmu, sihirmu,
Sectumsempra.

Kau sangga kehormatan hijau dan perak
Menjaga derik ular tanpa merusak
Tangismu tertahan dan tak mendobrak
Walau tak murni kau berani berteriak

"Lawanku semua ku tebas mati dengan sihirku, pasirku, sihirku!
Sectumsempra!”

Dedicated to one of the greatest professor in the history of literature, Professur Severus Snape. Rest in Peace.

BEDA HARI RAYA
Aku tak mengerti perbedaan, maka ajari diriku untuk pahamUntuk melihat pola kehidupan, pola… kematian.
Lelah kupingku mendengar-dengar yang benar,Yang mendoktrin mana yang salah dan mana yang benar,Yang minta didengar, karena merasa Ia benar.
Sumpah terhadap Tuhanmu dan Tuhanku,Cintaku sejernih air wudhu.Baptis aku dengan kasihmu,Aku sayang kamu.
Adzan ini tak selantang, gema rinduku padamu!Dupa ini tak sekuat, aroma kasihmu, padaku.
Belum pernah kurasa begitu ingin, untuk memecah disiplin diriku.Belum sebelum ku belum-belum-belum-belum-belum mengenalmu.
Sumpah terhadap Tuhanmu dan Tuhanku,Cintaku sejernih air wudhu.Baptis aku dengan kasihmu,Aku sayang kamu.
Adzan ini tak selantang, gema rinduku padamu!Dupa ini tak sekuat, aroma kasihmu, padaku.
—
"I want to marry your daughter, not your family."

BEDA HARI RAYA

Aku tak mengerti perbedaan, maka ajari diriku untuk pahamUntuk melihat pola kehidupan, pola… kematian.

Lelah kupingku mendengar-dengar yang benar,
Yang mendoktrin mana yang salah dan mana yang benar,
Yang minta didengar, karena merasa Ia benar.

Sumpah terhadap Tuhanmu dan Tuhanku,
Cintaku sejernih air wudhu.
Baptis aku dengan kasihmu,
Aku sayang kamu.

Adzan ini tak selantang, gema rinduku padamu!
Dupa ini tak sekuat, aroma kasihmu, padaku.

Belum pernah kurasa begitu ingin, untuk memecah disiplin diriku.
Belum sebelum ku belum-belum-belum-belum-belum mengenalmu.

Sumpah terhadap Tuhanmu dan Tuhanku,
Cintaku sejernih air wudhu.
Baptis aku dengan kasihmu,
Aku sayang kamu.

Adzan ini tak selantang, gema rinduku padamu!
Dupa ini tak sekuat, aroma kasihmu, padaku.

"I want to marry your daughter, not your family."

CAMKAN.
Kubakar asap, yang membumbung tinggiKuarahkan, ke kiblatku sendiri.Tintaku, merangkai ayat pribadiMencatat standar dosa duniawi.Pisahkan fantasimu; dari diriku
Ritualmu, urusanmuRitualku, urusankuCamkan.Karma dan membunuh, bukan ranahkuDiluar jangkauku, untuk kuhakimi.Lihat kembali, Sila ke-Satu,Buka kembali pintu interpretasi.Pisahkan fantasimu; dari diriku
Ritualmu, urusanmuRitualku, urusankuCamkan.
—
You and I have our own set of beliefs, so let’s just respect each other by not shoving ours down each other’s throat.

CAMKAN.

Kubakar asap, yang membumbung tinggi
Kuarahkan, ke kiblatku sendiri.

Tintaku, merangkai ayat pribadi
Mencatat standar dosa duniawi.

Pisahkan fantasimu; dari diriku

Ritualmu, urusanmu
Ritualku, urusanku
Camkan.

Karma dan membunuh, bukan ranahku
Diluar jangkauku, untuk kuhakimi.

Lihat kembali, Sila ke-Satu,
Buka kembali pintu interpretasi.

Pisahkan fantasimu; dari diriku

Ritualmu, urusanmu
Ritualku, urusanku
Camkan.

You and I have our own set of beliefs, so let’s just respect each other by not shoving ours down each other’s throat.

We started small as The Motorcycle Diaries, a Commband back in 2012.We were never that good at entertaining our audiences. Two years have passed, some of us came and went out of the band, and not until later that we realized that we have to entertain ourselves first on stage. It took us 365x2 days to get to this point of no return.Now, not only that we play for the audiences, we play for our fourth-dimesional friends too.We are not a band. We are a Feast of the soul.Our small group has evolved into a fiendish wonder.

We started small as The Motorcycle Diaries, a Commband back in 2012.

We were never that good at entertaining our audiences. Two years have passed, some of us came and went out of the band, and not until later that we realized that we have to entertain ourselves first on stage. It took us 365x2 days to get to this point of no return.

Now, not only that we play for the audiences, we play for our fourth-dimesional friends too.

We are not a band. We are a Feast of the soul.


Our small group has evolved into a fiendish wonder.

"Concrete Giants"

"Concrete Giants"


A submission for HMIK’s open tender.

1. make reading a habit. read anything—i can’t stress how much important it is as i’ve make many friends out of my knowledge of small bits of information, they connect you to people.2. learn proper writing. again, this lands you jobs, friends, and a sensitive linguistic sense. you’ll never see your days as the same again.3. learn as much things outside your interest as much as you can. musical instruments, extreme sports, crafting, anything. they get you to new circles; and even give you new hobbies.4. stay busy. search for jobs, interns, committees, and organizations. you need to learn how to feed yourself and be independent as early as possible; as you are not rich, nor wealthy—your parents are.5. follow what you love with all your heart. then the rest of the benefits will follow through. just believe that it’ll give back to you someday. and it will, i promise you.6. all is fair in love and war. what you despised yesterday, might be what you’ll do tomorrow. be cold headed when it comes to relationships. but prioritize friends before your love interests. never break years of friendship for someone you’ve only just met.7. and even though links between people get strained, true friends are the ones that always understand, forgive, and be there for you. for whatever you did. so protect these kind of friends like you never have one before.8. success is the best revenge. stay busy. there’s more to life than just romance. be very good at something and take credits for it.9. still, however busy you are, always make time for your family. they’re the ones left when you’ve got nothing at all.10. retreat to yourself every once in a while. this helps you realize whether you want to be in a relationship or not—only go into a relationship when you’ve reached contentment being alone; this assures you that you really love the person, not because you just can’t cope with loneliness.11. be faithful to what you believe, but never shove it down people’s throat. respect their faiths.12. do not play with fire and razors. this is to be understood literally and metaphorically. respect the universe, nature, and the spirits. they exist before we do. the chaos theory—or in a more popular term, karma, exists.13. learn how to read people. this helps you so fucking much on interactions. when having a conversation with people, keep them talking. listen sincerely; it’s in human nature that we want to be heard. stay interested in them.14. save up fund for ‘interesting people’—when you meet one, use that money to do activities with them. this helps the odds that you’ll always meet one.15. when you know that someone is lying, don’t confront them right away in front of other people. but tell them personally, let them save face. they’ll owe you—and in some way would give back to you.16. train your visual creativity. when listening to a song, imagine what it’s like if you were to direct that music video. this makes you an interesting person to talk to.17. you can always make a change to your surroundings. if you think that it’s impossible, imagine how irritating it’d be if an ant run free on your skin.18. don’t judge people by their buying power and their vulnerability of making mistakes. judge them by their productivity to create and how they fix mistakes.19. look good, and take care of yourself. know the things that match you well. if we shouldn’t judge the book by its cover, then it would take away the point of having a cover.20. embrace your fears. don’t get rid of it—make it your driving force, your motives. a strong person is someone who already befriended their fears.
sometimes you win; sometimes, you learn.i’m getting closer to 10:24.

1. make reading a habit. read anything—i can’t stress how much important it is as i’ve make many friends out of my knowledge of small bits of information, they connect you to people.

2. learn proper writing. again, this lands you jobs, friends, and a sensitive linguistic sense. you’ll never see your days as the same again.

3. learn as much things outside your interest as much as you can. musical instruments, extreme sports, crafting, anything. they get you to new circles; and even give you new hobbies.

4. stay busy. search for jobs, interns, committees, and organizations. you need to learn how to feed yourself and be independent as early as possible; as you are not rich, nor wealthy—your parents are.

5. follow what you love with all your heart. then the rest of the benefits will follow through. just believe that it’ll give back to you someday. and it will, i promise you.

6. all is fair in love and war. what you despised yesterday, might be what you’ll do tomorrow. be cold headed when it comes to relationships. but prioritize friends before your love interests. never break years of friendship for someone you’ve only just met.

7. and even though links between people get strained, true friends are the ones that always understand, forgive, and be there for you. for whatever you did. so protect these kind of friends like you never have one before.

8. success is the best revenge. stay busy. there’s more to life than just romance. be very good at something and take credits for it.

9. still, however busy you are, always make time for your family. they’re the ones left when you’ve got nothing at all.

10. retreat to yourself every once in a while. this helps you realize whether you want to be in a relationship or not—only go into a relationship when you’ve reached contentment being alone; this assures you that you really love the person, not because you just can’t cope with loneliness.

11. be faithful to what you believe, but never shove it down people’s throat. respect their faiths.

12. do not play with fire and razors. this is to be understood literally and metaphorically. respect the universe, nature, and the spirits. they exist before we do. the chaos theory—or in a more popular term, karma, exists.

13. learn how to read people. this helps you so fucking much on interactions. when having a conversation with people, keep them talking. listen sincerely; it’s in human nature that we want to be heard. stay interested in them.

14. save up fund for ‘interesting people’—when you meet one, use that money to do activities with them. this helps the odds that you’ll always meet one.

15. when you know that someone is lying, don’t confront them right away in front of other people. but tell them personally, let them save face. they’ll owe you—and in some way would give back to you.

16. train your visual creativity. when listening to a song, imagine what it’s like if you were to direct that music video. this makes you an interesting person to talk to.

17. you can always make a change to your surroundings. if you think that it’s impossible, imagine how irritating it’d be if an ant run free on your skin.

18. don’t judge people by their buying power and their vulnerability of making mistakes. judge them by their productivity to create and how they fix mistakes.

19. look good, and take care of yourself. know the things that match you well. if we shouldn’t judge the book by its cover, then it would take away the point of having a cover.

20. embrace your fears. don’t get rid of it—make it your driving force, your motives. a strong person is someone who already befriended their fears.

sometimes you win; sometimes, you learn.
i’m getting closer to 10:24.

what happened to ‘just messing around?’

daggerbaileys asked: oliveremberton. com/2014/how-to-connect-deeply-with-anyone-in-5-minutes/ (Cobain, deh. Ga harus publish hasilnya. Cuma pingin ajak main permainan yang sama aja.)

THIS IS AWESOME :))

"The Dance of Power"Javanese Dancer painting by Edi SPBig Bend Power Station photo by Tampa Bay Times.

"The Dance of Power"

Javanese Dancer painting by Edi SP
Big Bend Power Station photo by Tampa Bay Times.

Anonymous asked: God i love you. You have a very beautiful way of thinking.

thank you! :)

Daniel Baskara Putra
@wordfangs
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SMA Pangudi Luhur, Class of 2012.

Universitas Indonesia, Faculty of Social and Political Sciences, Communications Department, Advertising Study, Class of 2012.

OurSay Indonesia, Creative Director.

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BLACK METAL GREYMON, Founder.

Currently playing in a band called Feast.

I make arts, love, enemies, and everything in between.

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10:24 dan Anda.

Violate me.