Secretly spreading whispers.

Ghost Rider (highly recommended!)

In
order to save his dying father, young stunt cyclist Johnny Blaze sells his soul
to Mephistopheles and sadly parts from the pure-hearted Roxanne Simpson, the
love of his life.

Years
later, Johnny’s path crosses again with Roxanne, now a gogetting reporter, and
also with Mephistopheles, who offers to release Johnny’s soul if Johnny becomes
the fabled, fiery Ghost Rider, a supernatural agent of vengeance and justice.
Mephistopheles charges Johnny with defeating the despicable Blackheart,
Mephistopheles’s nemesis and son, who plans to displace his father and create a
new hell even more terrible than the old one.

Synopsis
was taken from www.cinemas-online.co.uk

Sebenernya
film ini diangkat dari komik terkenal dengan judul yang sama. Secara
keseluruhan film ini ngga mengecewakan banget, bahkan gw beberapa kali dibuat
sangat terkesan dengan special effect-nya yang yo’i banget (kaya pas motor
Harley-nya Jhonny tiba-tiba berubah jadi motornya ghostrider, atau pas
Jhonny-nya bisa ngelewatin 6 buah helicopter dengan motornya..Efeknya halus
banget, dan pemilihan angle & nuansanya oke). Namun, buat beberapa temen gw
yang udah pernah baca komiknya sebelumnya, rata2 mereka sedikit kecewa karena
kemasan ceritanya kurang sesuai dengan gambaran mereka seperti yang ada di
komik (wajarlah, gw juga begitu waktu nonton Harry Potter & Eragon setelah
sebelumnya udah habis melahap semua bukunya, akhirnya kecewa pas liat film-nya
ga sesuai harapan). Tapi scara gw belum pernah baca bukunya, jadi ya menurut gw
film ini bagus, mungkin lebih bagus daripada Eragon yang di film-kan.

Terus
terang gw jatuh cinta banget sama tokoh Blackheart yang jadi musuh besarnya
Jhonny Blaze… He’s so DAMN HOT
with that dark figure & scent, yang berusaha mati-matian dapetin perjanjian
mengenai pembebasan iblis dari neraka supaya bisa berkumpul jadi satu dalam
jiwa Blackheart itu. Mana ganteng lagi (aduh, sapa ya yang meranin). Gw juga
salut banget sama efek Jhonny Blaze pas udah berubah jadi Ghostrider, TOP
banget!! A skull figure with flame all over his body, paling keren setelah dia
melakukan vengeance ke orang-orang dengan soul jahat sampe mereka mati dengan
bola mata membara gitu. Ughh..efeknyaa, speechless lah gw.

Lebih
seneng lagi nonton ini karena gw sama skali ga merogoh kocek gw
(wakakakak..!!!), trus ditemenin sama

lima

“bodyguard” sekaligus (berasa Princess banget deh, hahaha..Thanks
abang-abangku!!), udah gitu nonton pas lagi ngga ada kuliah dan terdampar dalam
ke-bete-an..Bener-bener film yang refreshing..

Hmm…Bintang empat worth it lah buat film ini.. *wink*

Iwed, Andy, Hafiz, Ical, Bono & Pir

Planet

Hollywood

,
9.30 pm

Feb 27, 2007

 

 

Consecutive mischances

- g -
Feb 23, 2007
11 pm
Cold Dormitory Room

…..Finally, I went home…..

I’m breathless by your
yellowish silhouette…

Wordless by the
greenish smiley grass

I’m speechless by your
bluish seducing wind…

Lifeless when seeing those
reddish flower dances with the rain

 

I’m stuck in the air

Drown in the sky

I see black as white

Feel love in hate

 

I won’t go home…No, I don’t
wanna go home

I won’t care for you
anymore

I won’t feel alone…No, I
won’t cry alone

I won’t show you my
weakest entity

 

So now, the wingless
wind is here

The dancing grass is
near

So there, the tall hilarious
trees is speaking to me

They said, “Hey, believe
nobody…As for now, you’ll safe, honey!”

 

And there I go, “No…I
don’t wanna go home”

This is my home, I won’t
be alone…

With the wind, the
rain, the tress, the grass I live

And a piece of paper as
the soul

I’ll survive…

 

So now, there I go…

Leave the place you
called home

The place I called
tormenting mansion

 

- g -

“I finally went home”

 

[Photographed by Mark Bialek /

Kalamazoo

Gazette]

 

Dendam

Sudah lebih dari 45 menit kertas
putih itu tergeletak kosong tertimpa sebuah pena hitam tak terjamah. Bahkan aku
tak dapat menemukan padanan kata yang lugas untuk membuka tabir itu. Dan bukan
bermaksud membuka kembali korengmu yang perlahan mongering dan pelan-pelan
menghilang…Aku hanya gamang. Aku mengantuk sementara hatiku berontak, tak kuat
mendera beban otot-otot mata yang mulai disfungsi untuk menjaga kornea hitam
ini untuk tetap bersinar lantang menyalang. Aku tahu kau pasti sudah tertidur
sekarang …Namun takdirmu tak pernah lelap, sayang. Biarkan ia bekerja sesuai
dengan apa yang Tuhan kehendaki. Aku hanya gamang, sadar akan keinginan hati
yang tak terjangakau oleh tanganku. Aku bukan penjahat, aku hanya ingin
membalasmu yang sudah menjahatiku. Aku segalanya, dulu kau percaya itu. Aku
masih segalanya, sayang…Kau hanya kurang beruntung dengan tidak diberkahi
melihat dan menghayati hal itu. Semoga mimpimu indah, cinta…Mimpikanlah
kehidupan tenang dan bahagia yang jarang sekali bekerja sama dengan realita. Bermimpilah,
kekasih…Hiduplah dalam mimpimu, karena tak lama lagi takdir akan mulai bekerja
dan datang padamu dakam wujud kematian. Cukuplah sudah, aku tak bisa menulis
apa-apa lagi. Lebih baik kuputuskan saja selang oksigen penyambung kehidupanmu
ini. Dan kemudian…dalam diam mengawasimu mati.

Aku termenung sambil
mengawasi mimpi terindahku yang sedang terjadi…

-
g -

15.02.07

00.00 am

*while listening to "Dendam" song, by Cokelat*

Writing

I will continue writing even if my hands are
broken, my fingers are incomplete and my eyes are blind. I love to write,
either with sanity or insanity. Coz sanity keeps me think and insanity keeps me
creative. And the combination of them keeps me a whole, not just a plain soul
covered with bones, blood, muscles and protected with skin.

 

 

- g -

 

Simulacra

 

Never can get to know you
Never even had a chance to ask to
You’re just like a dark shadow
Watching me secretly through my window

Simulacra

Be a shoulder to cry on
Be a direction to lean on
Be a soul to lay on
Be a spirit to move on

Simulacra

When all maturities are doubtful
And sanity is getting out of its way
This misty-look darkness covers my sight
Never to walk steadily without…

Simulacra

Haunting me like a phantom
Guarding me like an angel
Following me like a spy
Caring me like a lover

Simulacra…who are you??

- g -

PS: For Simulacra…someone who might always be the
simulacrum to me. I’m longing to see you, when will you reveal yourself? I just
wanna say - to all your wise advises and your kind spirit - Thank You…

Hideous passion attacks me

It would feel so damn good to
see his blood spreading, his bones cracking and his soul vanishing while
hearing him moaning for my mercy with tremendous pain in every breathe from the
black poisonous air he catches…

 

 

- g -

++ In a high passion to see
some horror scene with lots of blood, tears and scream on it++

I Miss

I’ve been missing my beautiful
niece, Gita… It’s been quite a long time since the last time we met
& went out together. She’s now still spending her holiday in our
hometown, West Sumatra.

Huhuhu…Twinsy
(all my fam said that we look so much alike), miss you so much..Go home
soon, I’ve got sooooo many things to talk about with you *wink*

[Photo was taken at Iwed's bedroom in the "curhat"-session nite, hehehe]

- g -

Killing me (not so) softly

He offered me a blissfully never ending pleasure of heaven
To melt up the blackening heart of mine that was frozen
I welcomed him just in the couple counts of the second
In the air of death, I left my hands wide open

I let him enter me

He poured down his love on me in a shapeless crystal
Casted a pinkish spell upon me like a Christmas jingle
My single broken soul was united with his and formed as double
Creating an extremely tremendous formation that remains immortal

I let him conquer me

I took his oath of live, death and love
Never been realized of him sucking my sanity so dove
For I thought that my Lord has sent him from above
And covered me with a gold blanket and silky silver gloves

I let him torture me

As consciousness has always appeared when the sun has gone
His angelic figure now is rapidly changing to a demented form
When he said that his pledge has been fulfilled and his job has been done
Is when I deadly wish that I was never been born

I let him kill me

Not so softly…

For you…My everlasting story
- g -

Back

I’m back…
With my pants lift up a bit
Wearing crappy slipper and a casual shirt
And a black umbrella in my right hand

I’m back
With my bones almost cracked
My muscles gone coiled
And my breath almost gone

I’m back
Left my house a mess
With shitty trashes all over the place

I’m back
After God Almighty gave us that flood

I’m back..Alive
Thank God