Contradictions..

You know..

When you are pretty, sometimes you think High

When you are smart, you see beyond imagination

When you think you are not smart, when failures become a habit

You would think you are a looser indeed.

When you think GOD not even fair enough, after you can breath on free air

When you see your work just as a job that need to be done

When you wake up and believe that this is just another day of your boring life

You would think to end all of your days by putting pity on yourself

But hey...life is not square

It was built to teach you on each day

It was shaped with elements that will inspire you on each path

It was created to make you able to see things beyond reality, beyond what eyes can see

Life is round, and you have to take each walk with certain level of certainty

Life is not a box

Its dimensions will force you to accommodate changes

Each difficulties will ask you to step differently without loosing you true identity

To see beyond the sky and face failure as another step of success

and to trust GOD even more...

And wait till life is answered....

Anddy Steven 7.05.11

ROCK YOUR LIFE!

PROJECT YANI - 03 (Source)

Hi, fellas! I know we usually use pictures for our themes, but this time I wanna do something a bit different. Our next theme is a short prayer by Michael Leunig, a great writer whose works I read when I was still in Cork, Ireland. Lately, I've been contradicting myself a lot, so this short prayer really inspires me :P

"God bless our contradictions, those parts of us which seem out of character. Let us be boldly and gladly out of character. Let us be creatures of paradox and variety: creatures of contrast; of light and shade: creatures of faith. God be our constant. Let us step out of character into the unknown, to struggle and love and do what we will. Amen."

Happy writing! :D

Project Anddy 02 True Shine

Deliberately, darkness had reached deep into lights

It went deeper into soul…my soul

Everything seems pitch black, with tears dropping white.

Flowing like air streaming dull,

how can I breath in the deepest ocean?

Deeper & deeper, with pain and sorrow

It’s like a nest full of crow

The inclination of hatred and shallow

Walking down the hole

With empty hands farsighted never ending tomorrow.

Standing is just too hard to digest

Till the light burst with compassion

Touching every bit of wound rest in my locked chest

Opening every corner of pain

Swallow the pity of heart

With a white tough Knights

You came with the sweetness of joy

Bring True shine that alight the darkness

Perches into soul once unreachable…

Your light is a blessing into this heart….

And with all the heavenly power…I will hold it eternally.

By Anddy Steven

PROJECT ANDDY 02, The Surface

The still water greeted me that afternoon,
A somewhat complecity lies in its body.
It might not seem that quiet and calm,
There are still surfaces to feel and explore..

False first impression is what you may have,
Of that still water on the quiet afternoon.
When the sun unwillingly gives,
Its uncompromising ray of orange blades..

Pronouncing proudly to the world,
That he has the ultimate power.
Undeniably can heal and destroy at will.
Vividly he stared at the still water that afternoon..

A little ripple and bubble splashes,
When the mighty seagull plunged his feet
To catch the now squirming fish on his claws..

The stillness has broken,
A life has been stolen from her.
A sudden gush of wind has change her structure.
Reflection of the trees now,
Playing on the surface.
Gurgled, Burglered, disturbed!

Novenia
23.10.2010
12.20

Just for a While

Pull the oars
And let us afloat;
Lie back on board
And bask in the sun.
Just for a while.
Forget the pain
And let me kiss you;
Play make-believe
And savor the lie.
Just for a while.
Before we reach
The shore of reality
Where we've chosen
Different sand to step on.


Cork, Ireland
Aug 11, 2010
12:07 pm

PROJECT ANDDY - 02

My theme, as always, is based on nature perspective..since nature has always been the source of reflection..of joy, sorrow or even Pain!!!

Project Alex 02: SPIRAL

Kawat berduri melilit dan menggantung tetapi, aku tidaklah mati…
Aku hidup karena tidak bisa merasakan sakit, mengapa? aku bisu!
Sepatah kata seperti beban berat; Ingin menancap paku tetapi
tanah terlalu jauh dari pijakan. Meludah tak sampai basah,
menusuk kulit seperti terbius tengah-tengah bercinta sepah.
Binalnya kawat berduri melilit habis, tebas api dan angin, meraung.
Satu persatu tiap sengketa tumbang bagai rumput patah tulang.

Yang disebut sebagai mayat adalah bukanlah yang terpaku diam
tetapi, kepada yang hidup namun tak berujar dan bersikap.
Matinya hidupmu adalah kelopak yang tidak mau berkembang,
walaupun sinar memperkosanya tetapi tak satu pun helai
yang rontok dari pijakan. Tak runtuh dari rajam dan tusuk.
Aku adalah yang bukanlah mayat tersebut. Lihatlah! Aku masih
diam tak berucap tetapi, mataku berotasi dan nafasku membelah
debu-debu di bawah dan angin-angin di sekitar. Meraung anjing.

Semakin lama kawat berduri menjilati seluruh lapisan leherku,
Aku tidak merasakan sakit, hanya dapat mendengar endapan
pori-pori kulit mendefinisikan arti kata bebal dan sontoloyo.
Menerima setiap suapan nasi basi dan sampah busuk dari semua
yang berlalu lalang--yang tidak bereaksi melepaskan ikatan--
hanya memberikan makanan, tanpa memberikan minuman.
Aku bukan hiburan! Aku bukan hiburan! Aku butuh disanggah!

Ah! Aku bisa gila! Kawat berduri ini semakin membuatku meringis
karena aku buta, karena aku tuli, karena aku bisu!
Semua hal tentanglah pintu yang menjadi masa depan,
dari pelepasan hukuman gantung dan juga, dari
segala macam mati rasa dan kepala batu.

4 Agustus 2010
SPIRAL
MOONSTONE