New Blog

Sorry for not posting...
Well.. I just started a new blog.
It's Naked and Caffeinated on http://brigida-alexandra.blogspot.com
All about me and reviews... There, I'm myself and still an interesting stranger...

thanks...

-Reith ..and I'm only a piece of dust-

Tattoo

Any words lied on my head

Each of them draw a tattoo on my mind

It becomes a screaming picture of my life

Narrow, short, and fearful of me

It dictates what is drawn

The shape talks about me

It's all about me

But I know I've been someone else

I did something wrong to myself

The words in the shape

It's not me

It's them

They get me into them

Trap me into other soul

... and I'm not fit in

Did I really listen to them?

The words, the shape

They made for me....

saying it's of me

it screams

it keeps screaming

it borders me

I've made something wrong

It's a tattoo... and I let them craft it in my mind

in my history---another tattoo

another dark side on me, I can't replace

My past, I'm sorry....

Present, here is what I am now

And Future, I’m working on it

-Reith ..and I'm only a piece of dust-

A Slap!

Mouth... My mouth
Tongue... It's mine
Words... They come from inside me


And what do you think?
This is what I think 
of this... of that


What do you think of them?
My thoughts... my words... my will...
My liberation
Care to understand?
Do you dare to accept?
Dare to listen?


Let me speak!
of what I see...
the truth---you don't ever wanna know
in the most irritating feel


Should I say what do you wanna say?
Can't I sense what all my senses explore?


I can't be into you...
or stay in your realm
as your kingdom is imaginary
just like my childhood friend
and you are my 5-year-old self


Do you dare to open your eyes and ready for difference?
Within liberty---you let go
I'm sorry
I pity you
Before you slap me...
Remember this: I'm not you!




-Reith ..and I'm only a piece of dust-

Writer's Block

The holiday is almost over and I have done anything remarkable to plan, which was to start writing down all the ideas and things I got in my research for my book. But oh yeah, I got the title, the points I wanna share through the book, the people, the real facts and the fiction side of the story. Somehow, I didn’t know how to give this story… a word to greet the future readers. I’m lame.

I love to write. Literally… But, I just don’t know why I speak more in my mind, compared in oral or in writing. Somehow, the words I spoke in my head are sounded more beautiful in my heart.

I wrote poems and all the writing craps since 2005. The aim of publishing this blog is practicing. But, what's left? What has come? Everything comes diminished. Words go from my head, word by word. It's like I'm having vascular dementia. I wrote less decent poem to read. Fantastic! Good luck to me!

And also, I want to be hurry on sending a card, a hand-made one, for my friend Kat. But till now, all I can do is buying more and more stuff and kits, stare at them, and take pics of them. After that? Nothing. Well... I have to force myself to rush in. 

-Reith ..and I'm only a piece of dust-

GoodBye

Yes I fall...
and you know it so well


The breathless moment...
is every time when you make your moves
I'd rather sleep and be stuck in my dream
when you stroke your eyelashes to mine


When it comes for me to see
to taste
and to remember
it's a time I put my fingers to the space between yours
and it's like we tore our veins to meet in a line


Can't say it won't leave... until today
as the final I've been predicted
I wave my hands for our farewell


-Reith ..and I'm only a piece of dust-

Lonely.... I'm A CyberGirl

I want a dog…

Well, I just switched on Disney Channel when my niece said she wanted to see Mr. Bean TV series. She kinda has second night in a row of sleep over in my house. So, the Mr. Bean show never been ‘updated’ that we just saw the same eps all over again. One thing I like about this show is… it always felt new to me. Any jokes he made in every eps were still surprising. Or maybe it’s because I’m that forgetful?

Anyway, the eps we watched tonight was the one on his Christmas celebration. Oh come on… who can forget that one? The one when he strolled out at night to get a Christmas tree he just used a meter top of it, the street band carols he conducted, the turkey disaster and the silly gift for his girlfriend?

Somehow, I wander if I live the way Mr. Bean do, how actually do I feel inside? Lonely!

The scene which made that thought came up was when he arranged Xmas cards for himself! Every Xmas I always feel rather lonely. Mostly, I stay home and do nothing in my 5 x 5 m room. It’s a big day, once in a year celebration, big preparations, cheerful moments, and I’m alone and smile to unliving things in my bedroom. I don’t even stare at the sky. The second one was when he opened the gift he managed for his (famous) stuffed bear. I do talk to my animal dolls. For me, they’re still my childhood best friends and they’re like my pets, as I can’t have real pets now.

Why can’t I have pets? My eldest sister got this big piano in our house and that’s the most valuable thing for her. When we’re in trouble, she would choose the piano to salvage, not me. If I have pet, a dog for example, I need to be close to him when he is a baby or when he’s BIIIIGG. So it would happen IF he stays indoor. But, if he does… you know dogs, he would leave like scratches here and there. WHAT IF he leaves his scratches on THE PIANO? She would be very very berry mad. She has warned me not to have dogs or any kinds pets that would be kept indoors. She’s obviously scared that her PIANO might get hurt. Ahh…. Speaking of piano.. I want have a violin, too! I want toooo many things, I guess.

Days before the one-week national holiday, one of my bosses asked me to join her to re-watched Hachiko. However, 2^nd time watching it, it put tears on my eyes again. That time, I said again, I wanna have a dog…

Maybe, I won’t be this lonely. Being a cybergirl and all, I just got confused on the reality I’m facing. I just didn’t have someone to talk to. Or maybe, what I am saying is, someone who can understand me well when I’m sharing my feelings on some shits, who don’t judge me that easy (and whom I shouldn’t tell my family background and all the past creepy things I got to, in order to make people GET me). A dog would get me better than anyone else. Besides, I don’t need a boyfriend anymore. I would stop thinking about ‘him’, then.

Could you finally imagine ME celebrating xmas with my dog and lovely stuffed animals around?

I got to stop here. It’s 1.55 AM here and I have to give some of my bosses a training and then work, teach for exact at 12.30 PM.

Here's a clip of the scene I told you in Mr. Bean Series... Too funny to be missed!

-Reith ..and I'm only a piece of dust-

Eric Wiryanata's Exhibition 'Things Aren't Getting Any Prettier In This Neighbourhood' at Plastic Culture Level One - Grand Indonesia

So proud to post this for my friends, Eric Wiryanata and Pamela Halomoan, who are successful to hold an exhibition "Things Aren't Getting Any Prettier In This Neighbourhood" at Plastic Culture, Level One, Grand Indonesia. The exhibition lasted for a week, 03 - 11 September 2010. 

This is the first Eric's solo exhibition. One of his drawing is a collaboration with his girlfriend, Pamela Halomoan, who is a student of NAFA in Singapore. Eric has held so many exhibitions with his fellow artist before. He's well-known by his 'Lemi'. You can check his portfolio all about Lemi on his website and about many other characters he has created, including TV NINO, one of my faves. You can also check Pamela's website.  

Here are the pictures I took during the first night of the show. 

And these are what I brought home.... 

-Reith ..and I'm only a piece of dust-