Wednesday, July 28, 2004

My Friends & I










Siaran


Thursday, July 15, 2004

The End

I know my time will come.
I just dont know that it's coming this soon.
Where expectation only means symphaty.
Where a journey only walks on the path of a treadmill.
Where a star only lights as a glow on the dark thing.
I am breathing.
I am laughing.
I am cheering.
But I have lost the soul.
I am dead.

The Truman Show

My name is Truman.

Things are not what they seem to me.
The friends are actors.
The home is a set.
The Sky is artificial.
The sea made from the tears.
I am dead.
The greetings are lame.
And oh.. in case I don't see ya, good afternoon, good evening, and good night.