Life is not read-only.
It is made of bits that cannot be sold with locks on them. If you cannot choose, try, taste, witness, think, discover, make discover, express, share, debate, it’s not worth a lot. Life should be read-and-write.
Life is not read-only.
It is made of bits that cannot be sold with locks on them. If you cannot choose, try, taste, witness, think, discover, make discover, express, share, debate, it’s not worth a lot. Life should be read-and-write.
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Stop thinking
Start acting
Don’t deny who you are
For your potential is a key to change the world
Astrud Gilberto - So Nice
Someone to hold me tight
That would be very nice
Someone to love me right
That would be very nice
Someone to understand
Each little dream in me
Someone to take my hand
And be a team with me
So nice, life would be so nice
If one day I’d find
Someone who would take my hand
And samba through life with me
Someone to cling to me
Stay with me right or wrong
Someone to sing to me
Some little samba song
Someone to take my heart
And give her heart to me
Someone who’s ready to
Give love a start with me
Oh yeah, that would be so nice
I could see you and me, that would be nice
Someone to hold me tight
That would be very nice
Someone to love me right
That would be very nice
Someone to understand
Each little dream in me
Someone to take my hand
To be a team with me
So nice, life would be so nice
If one day I’d find
Someone who would take my hand
And samba through life with me
Someone to cling to me
Stay with me right or wrong
Someone to sing to me
Some little samba song
Someone to take my heart
And give her heart to me
Someone who’s ready to
Give love a start with me
Oh yes, that would be so nice
Shouldn’t we, you and me?
I can see it will be nice…
Sejak pertama kali bertemu denganmu,
aku tahu engkaulan yang kunanti selama ini.
Lihatlah…
Setiap ku memandangmu,:
amperemeter dan voltmeter cintaku selalu
menunjukan skala penuh,
dan gelombang di osiloskop hatiku
bergerak tak karuan
Setiap ku mendekatimu,
hatiku bergetar lebih dahsyat dari
getaran turbin yang membangkitkan
arus AC tiga fasa 220 volt 50 hertz.
Bila engkau jauh,
aku bagai komputer digital tanpa
mikroprosesor,
aku bagaikan rangkaian pemancar tanpa
catu daya.
Karena hanya engkau yang bisa
me-recharge kekosongan
muatan kapasitor hatiku.
Hanya engkau yang bisa mengaktifkan
perangkat keras dan perangkat lunak
yang aku miliki.
Aku ingin hatiku dan hatimu bagai anoda
dan katoda dari
dioda yang dibias maju.
Aku ingin hati kita bagai belitan
induktor yang melekat kuat pada inti
transformator.
Maka biarlah tahanan di antara hati kita
besarnya
tidak lebih dari satu ohm agar
sinyal-sinyal analog yang aku kirim
boleh mengalir indah dari emitter hatiku
sampai di kolektor hatimu tanpa
distorsi yang berarti.
Biarlah sinyal-sinyal itu engkau
sampling, kuantisasi dan dekodekan
agar engkau bisa menganalisis
kesungguhan byte-byte cinta ini.
Jangan sangsikan ketulusanku padamu.
Biarlah keraguanmu aku tapis menggunakan
band pass filter.
Kalau tak percaya pada cintaku, belahlah
dadaku.
Engkau akan melihat namamu tertera indah
pada display LCD hatiku.
Masih tak percaya?
Belahlah lebih dalam lagi,
engkau akan melihat rangkaian penerima
yang jalur-jalurnya telah cacat akibat
menerima gelombang elektromagnetik
intensitas tinggi yang
engkau pancarkan.
Masih tak percaya juga?
Biarlah….
Demi engkau aku rela memutus saklar
utama kehidupanku
agar engkau tahu betapa besarnya
amplitudo cintaku.
Percayalah padaku hanya engkau cintaku.
repost dari kaskus :P

friendster? number one in asia? seriously?
You might think I’m a hypocrite but I actually have never tried cyber-stalking. Sounds fun on Facebook though where you remain anonymous. I’ll give it a shot. I’ll go look for someone “stalkable” Lol. Friendster started it all. Really. I remember not spending my baon just so I could go to a computer shop to check on my Friendster during the old times. Haha! Facebook is addicting because it came to a time when almost all people have internet connections at home. And by that time, we grew sick of Friendster being stagnant. You have to wait like a day to receive the next comment/testimonial from your friends. So that was where the real stalking came in, coz you can do nothing but look at your friends’ pictures and stuff. Send glittery comments. Lame. In Facebook, the choices are endless. But of course, thanks to Friendster. :D (Too long of a note, sorry. :P)
hohoho„ bukti otentik alay dimanamana„,