Fragmentasi

tidak perlu dimengerti, nikmati saja seperti membuang tinja di pagi hari yang cerah.

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Periklanan (advertising), ulasan produk, unboxing, dan tata cahaya display merupakan beberapa dari sekian banyak elemen yang mengkonstruksi makna dari objek-objek yang hadir di hadapan kita hari ini. Bagai ruang-ruang kosong antara huruf pada kata atau kalimat hingga akhirnya kata tersebut terbaca, begitu pula elemen-elemen tersebut mengambil alih ruang negatif yang berada di luar sebuah objek. Hal tersebut kemudian memengaruhi perspektif kita dalam melihat objek; melihatnya lebih jelas atau sebaliknya menjadi bias.

ART|JOG // Changing Perspective

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I want to be inside your darkest everything I will follow you into the dark Aku yang memujamu

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Keith Arnatt - Self-Burial (Television Interference Project), 1969

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how to disappear completely

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Rayuan Fisika

kita memang selayaknya berpasangan 

menyatu layaknya dualitas materi subatomik

kita partikel sekaligus gelombang

dan suatu saat kita akan pulang ke 

menuju salah satu bintang di sudut langit sana

entah dalam kemasan material atomik 

atau jaringan memori kolektif

karena kita hanyalah debu kosmik yg terburai 

bak anai-anai tak tentu arah di antara miliyaran bintang

aku dan kau saat ini hanyalah seonggok daging 

yang terbilang dalam sejumlah satuan ukuran gram 

dan terlampir nyawa beserta seperangkat kesadaran kolektif mekanis

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Platonik

cintaku tak megah

cintaku bukan untuk dilambung-lambungkan

hanya sebuah rasa damai yang begitu murni

saat mengingatmu

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I know a few things to be true. I do not know where I am going, where I have come from is disappearing, I am unwelcome and my beauty is not beauty here. My body is burning with the shame of not belonging, my body is longing. I am the sin of memory and the absence of memory. I watch the news and my mouth becomes a sink full of blood. The lines, the looks on the street, the cold settling deep into my bones, the english classes at night, the distance I am from home.

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I am hopelessly in love with a memory. An echo from another time, another place.

Michael Faudet   (via lovequotesrus)

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Roald Dahl // “The life of a writer is absolute hell compared to the life of a businessman. The writer has to force himself to work. He has to make his own hours and if he doesn’t go to his desk…there is nobody to scold him. A person is a fool to become a writer. His only compensation is absolute freedom. He has no master except his own soul, and that, I am sure, is why he does it.” by __nitch http://ift.tt/1I7civZ

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Manifestation is only possible through the unmanifested. To be without is to be… by lostnthewrld_ http://ift.tt/1GDQeKB

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When Prinka Saraswati (@prinkasaraswati) makes a portrait, she’s looking for the person inside a person. “I try to capture their real personalities,” says Prinka, 21, who makes a living in Surabaya, Indonesia, as a kindergarten teacher, English tutor and photographer. “Seeing their insincere laugh when someone tells a lame joke or silent smile when they receive a text. Small, forgotten things like that.” Many of Prinka’s friends, whom she calls “beautiful creatures,” are also artists and she photographs them along with intimate moments from her life. “I love capturing melancholy stuff,” she says. “Lonely people, half a cup of black coffee or trees that move as the breeze goes by.” Photo by @prinkasaraswati by instagram http://ift.tt/1Eg3V1O

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“I love capturing melancholy stuff,” she says. “Lonely people, half a cup of black coffee or trees that move as the breeze goes by"

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Ringo Starr // “I’d like to end up sort of…unforgettable.” by __nitch http://ift.tt/1Nq6rnI

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ada banyak cara menikmati luka karna setiap inchi luka punya kemewahan tersendiri Dan dia tidak pernah lupa http://ift.tt/1xn2zzW

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Ada apa saja? Apa saja ada. #yajugaya by yajugaya http://instagram.com/p/r57dNKGVWZ/

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/circles they grow and they swallow people whole/ by _kuch http://ift.tt/1AwhmIw

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I love places that make me realize how tiny me and my problems are 🌿 by _kuch http://ift.tt/1Awhl7p

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bon appétit. by _soyy http://ift.tt/1uUeZvE

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Jack Kerouac // “The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the sky.” by __nitch http://ift.tt/1SEfV1Z