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so glad found this at aksara’s great sale last october ^^

replacing the paperback indonesian translation one which i once own & lost,

the tale of one tiny mouse with mighty heart is once more unfolding through the jagged pages

still luv it *grin*

i remember that eve

being asked out of the blue:

so, what makes you tick?
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ink girl[1]

|reliving my habit of sketching one-eyed female

Entah bus-way’nya ga rata, entah bus’nya dah butut
Bus koridor 6 berisik banget kalau kosong
Bangku-bangku’nya nonstop bergemeretak
Rattatatatatatatatak rattatatatatak…….
Ga bakal bisa ketiduran seperti kalo menunggang bus koridor 1

why rush, with all the time in your hand?


haven’t you got a clue

of how time behaves


time does not stand still.

it just does not.

no matter how people swear it does sometimes.

time doesn’t lay quietly down in your hand

nor will it sit meekly at your feet wiggling its tail

it does not like to run with you side by side


o run it does! but with its own pace

and it will drag you along

many times, to the wrong direction

why chasing time, only to kill it when you feel you have to much of it?


chasing time killing time

is the curse put upon you

is a futile effort to tame time


when time is an untamable existence

which keeps you stumblingly running

desperately keeping up

before all the time you have

slip off through your finger

leaving you empty-handed

| not being faithful to the title, the song i actually was hearing while scribbling this was Stuck in a moment by U2

finally i had aaaaall day to bind all my scrap papers!

all of these were made from used papers & old abandoned stuffs.

really took my whole first day of holiday to make this 4 notebooks.

but am glad with the result ^^

even though some of the binding is not too strong, so pleeeze handle with care ;)

notebook berdua (1)

notebook berempat

notebook 1

notebook 1 detail

notebook 2 detail(1)

notebook 3

notebook 3 detail(1)

notebook 4

Take what you need

and Be on you way

Stop crying you heart out

| oasis

K.

I’ll do it.

am on my way

already

am an imitator titled a creative.

am a clown faking magic. am a doctor failing to heal.

am a comedian forgetting how to laugh.

am a daydreamer dreaming to be a dreamer.

am a mere stone painted gold.

am a fool pretending to be a prudent one.

| one indigo eve at a red office, behind my desk in front of a big cup of melting frosty

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