Archive for November, 2010

Isolation

Most of creative or intelligent people get their ideas when they are in isolation. They have a very long time being alone with no disturbance or what so ever. Actually, any mind will start to wonder when ever it is left alone. Then the wondering and pondering goes deeper and deeper. For some they can’t actually take it and that is why the concentration broken off is to converse with another human being or distracted by some entertainment or something. But for the strong and adventurous, they stick with it. They remind isolated and search deeper and deeper to get that thing out off their head and present it out. Put it down on paper, speak it out, act it out or perform it. Any kind of ideas or solution to their problem that they face, they will try to tackle it from every different angles.
I, personally believe that is it possible being more productive and creative when you are left alone. Being by yourself with no influences or distractions from anywhere. Let your brain breath in and out with no suffocation of your hand-phone ringing, keeping track of your friends’ Facebook updates or what ever non-sense Tweeter and any other technological social network out there. Being alone would actually bring out the best of yourself because I do think that you have no fear of being wrong and get shouted by your boss for being wrong or criticized for doing it wrong. So what, we learn from those mistakes if we are wrong aren’t we. So I would say that isolation eliminates your limits.
I got this inspiration from watching this TED Video. Do watch.

Jason Fried: Why work doesn’t happen at work
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Jimmy’s bloody sausage

So Jimmy went out of the house to buy the sausage. He took the bike and went straight to the mini mart. On the way there Sally was standing by the traffic light while she gave Jimmy a wave. Came along Carter and his bros with his Cadillac pimping around the corner and blasting our the stereo with Biggie Smalls out into the air. Jimmy passes by Carter and his entourage while staring at him and Carter gave a stare back. As Jimmy was near to the mini mart he dropped his bike at the side of the entrance and dashed inside. Little did he know that there was a robbery going on. A gun was pointing on the cashier’s head from the other side of the counter by this black-hooded-tall-guy, Jimmy didn’t notice them but the black-hooded-tall-guy did. Jimmy went to the frozen food section and grabbed the nearest sausage he could find and ran to the counter. The cashier, Lenny, was behind the counter looked scared shitless with cold sweat dripping down his face. Jimmy didn’t pay attention. He gave Lenny five dollars on the counter and smack it on the counter. Bang and a bigger bang followed. Blood splattered all over the wall. Lenny’s face became as frozen as the sausage. His balls and bits of his penis scattered on the cigarette displays behind him. Jimmy stared at him, dazzled. A tall-hooded-black guy stood up. Jimmy’s even more confused. The hooded guy pointed the gun at Jimmy. The robber’s hands were covered in blood. Lenny falls down sideways to his right as he stares at Jimmy, Jimmy’s eyes followed his fall. The robber knocked his gun on the counter to make Jimmy look at him, and he did. The robber grabbed the packet of sausage with his bloody hands and gave it Jimmy and told him to scram. Jimmy took the sausages and hold it against his chest as the blood stains drips on the floor from his shirt. Jimmy ran out, grabbed his bike and cycled hard. Saw Sally on the way back, she was trying to cross the road again from where she was but was stunted looking at the bloody Jimmy and got hit by Carter as he drove carelessly with his pumping stereo and joking around with his entourage. Jimmy didn’t bother about his surroundings, he cycled and cycled hard. He reached home, put the sausage on the kitchen counter for his Mum as she was preparing for dinner and sat in front of the TV. He clicked the remote and switched the channel to American Idol as his mother screamed horridly at the kitchen.

Setyo
18/11/2010

You can never tell

“You can never tell what people are thinking and feeling unless they tell you, and usually they lie. you ask them, ‘Whats wrong?’ and they say ‘Nothing’. You accept this because it’s easier than digging for the truth. People smile when they want to cry, they laugh when they want to scream and shout. They pretend like nothing is wrong because they don’t want to face the truth. Things aren’t always rainbows and butterflies, sometimes you gotta scream and cry your anger and sadness to the world, because you can only hold it in for so long before something in you snaps. so when you want to cry, cry. When you want to scream, scream. Don’t hide behind fake smiles, it’s ok to not be alright.”

Goodmorningandgoodnight

Tired

Gosh, I haven’t felt this tired in a long time. I wouldn’t know if I actually enjoy it or not. It is my job and I do love my job. I’m just freaking tired I feel like I wanna have a cig.

I’m so tired, I haven’t slept a wink
I’m so tired, my mind is on the blink
I wonder should I get up and fix myself a drink
No,no,no.

I’m so tired I don’t know what to do
I’m so tired my mind is set on you
I wonder should I call you but I know what you would do

You’d say I’m putting you on
But it’s no joke, it’s doing me harm
You know I can’t sleep, I can’t stop my brain
You know it’s three weeks, I’m going insane
You know I’d give you everything I’ve got
for a little peace of mind

I’m so tired, I’m feeling so upset
Although I’m so tired I’ll have another cigarette
And curse Sir Walter Raleigh
He was such a stupid get.

You’d say I’m putting you on
But it’s no joke, it’s doing me harm
You know I can’t sleep, I can’t stop my brain
You know it’s three weeks, I’m going insane
You know I’d give you everything I’ve got
for a little peace of mind
I’d give you everything I’ve got for a little peace of mind
I’d give you everything I’ve got for a little peace of mind

November here it is again

I might have something attached to November. The weather, the people, the vibe. Not really sure what. May be it’s the song November Rain that I love so much until it hurts or it could be the movie Sweet November that I’ve watched a dozen times or itcould be the soothing weather that isn’t too hot or too cold. Others might say that since we live under the equator when it rain it pours, and when it pours, it really pours down really hard. It also has no difference between November and December anyway. They’re beth the rainy season months. I guess I would like it to be different in my mind even though they might be right. So when my state of mind is already been set everything seem wonderful when I would walk under the drizzling rain with my jacket and put on some great music to accompany me by. I guess it’s one of those little things that I treasure most in this life that makes me happy. The little rain makes me being complete some how. It encapsulate the whole being of solitary in the middle of the crowd. Making me invisible some how. The white drops makes everything else blurry except my own vision to my own focus and intention. I don’t know, I just love it listening to a song going back home when it’s raining. Especially this one.

Another cover that my friend and I did

Edwin McCain – I’ll Be Cover (by Greedy Jane)
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