Someone I respect a great deal once told me that ‘shyness is pride.’ What he meant was that shy people spend too much time worrying about themselves and how they look in the eyes of other people, when they should be focusing on what’s outside, trying to do a good job, trying to add value to the situation. This is brilliant advice – start thinking about others and less about yourself. In fact, everyone else is actually thinking about themselves, too. Nobody really cares about you. So stop being so self absorbed.

Please don’t bother to rate my post

This is the age of opinion, where everything is rated. It begins with how do you look, how do you smile, how do you walk, how do you sing, and of course how do you criticize. Every little thing you have is to be rated too. Your lipstick, your belt leather, your coffee, your cell phone, your umbrella, your pen, your underwear. Even your thoughts. This is particularly of our time. The online world.

Everything is on display, everything, your every single thing. Your vagina, your penis, are all rated too. Your religion, your believe, your fear, your happiness, those aren’t to be excluded.

From your head to toe, from your exterior to your interior, you’re one full of a report. An evaluation report.

You are an opinion.

Aren’t you tired of it? Tired of being evaluate?

Please don’t rate my post. I’ll keep it for myself.

The Close Stranger

Teman-teman bisa menjadi membosankan. Ada saat kita membutuhkan mereka, ada saat kita membutuhkan diri kita sendiri. Dirimu sendiri itulah sahabatmu. Ia yang selalu hadir untukmu, namun tak selalu kau sadari kehadirannya, namun juga seringkali ia hadir dalam keasingan total untukmu. Ia tak kau kenal, tak kau duga, namun hadir bagimu. Begitu pun perjumpaan-perjumpaanmu dengan orang asing, kadang kepada mereka kau ceritakan rahasia-rahasiamu, mimpi-mimpimu. Dalam hadirnya orang asing, kau berbagi peristiwa hidupmu.

Into The Unknown

Setelah ini aku tak tahu lagi.

Setelah ini duniaku gelap.

Setelah ini aku menjalani yang tak kuketahui.

Setelah ini aku mungkin bukan aku lagi.

How are you going to have fun, if you don’t do things seriously?
if you expect me to be cute, sweet and adorable, you might as well cuddle a hippo.
we human beings, more like rainbows and mirages than like raindrops or boulders, are unpredictable self-writing poems — vague, metaphorical, ambiguous, and sometimes exceedingly beautiful.
— Douglas Hofstadter
risiko hidup adalah ketiadaan. tidak lebih tidak kurang
— fhd soeprobo

Ia yang sia-sia

aku terkungkung

jiwaku mati, atau aku pura-pura hidup

dunia seakan terbang melampaui diriku

meninggalkan aku tanpa pijakan

aku mengatung dalam ruang semesta

ku pikir dunia masih ada di bawah sana

namun kemudian kelam menyingkapkan ketakhadirannya

aku mengalun tiada henti

namun siapa sudi mendengar kisah ini?

kisah seorang manusia yang terlalu sia-sia

I am a tiny bitch crap, because I can make a poetic flowery work of art that tiny beach crabs do.
— fhd soeprobo