100th Round Table Discussion

It was really nice to be in the same table with old friends (3G=3 Generation).

Out-There

Owls -- they whinny down the night;
Bats go zigzag by.
Ambushed in shadow beyond sight
The outlaws lie.

Old gods, tamed to silence, there
In the wet woods they lurk,
Greedy of human stuff to snare
In nets of murk.

Look up, else your eye will drown
In a moving sea of black;
Between the tree-tops, upside down,
Goes the sky-track.

Look up, else your feet will stray
Towards that dim ambuscade
Where spider-like they trap their prey
In webs of shade.

For though creeds whirl away in dust,
Faith dies and men forget,
These aged gods of power and lust
Cling to life yet--

Old gods almost dead, malign,
Starving for unpaid dues;
Incense and fire, salt, blood and wine
And a drumming muse,

Banished to woods and a sickly moon,
Shrunk to mere bogey things,
Who spoke with thunder once at noon
To prostrate kings

With thunder grom an open sky
To warrior, virgin, priest
Bowing in fear with a dazzled eye
Toward the dread East--

Proud gods, humbled, sunk so low,
Living with ghosts and ghouls,
And ghosts of ghosts and last year's snow
And dead toadstools.

heaven and wine

Surely, if heaven didn't love wine,
there would be no Wine Star in heaven,

and if earth didn't love wine, surely
there would be no Wine Spring on earth.

Heaven and earth have always loved wine,
so how could loving wine shame heaven?

I hear clear wine called enlightenment,
and they say murky wine is like wisdom:

once you drink enlightenment and wisdom,
why go searching for gods and immortals?

Three cups and I've plumbed the great Way,
a jarful and I've merged with occurrence

appearing of itself. Wine's view is lived:
you can't preach doctrine to the sober.

Who can bear spring's lonely sorrows, who
face it without wine? It's the only way.

Success or failure, life long or short:
our fate's given by Change-maker at birth.

But a single cup evens out life and death,
our ten thousand concerns unfathomed,

and once I'm drunk, all heaven and earth
vanish, leaving me suddenly alone in bed,

forgetting that person I am even exists.
Of all our joys, this must be the deepest.

When time runs

When time runs,
tears drops.....

I just realized how stupid I was
The moon shines as it was
I was dreaming to be as I wanted to be
Wild, stepping on each dreams and woke up ..
Ups.. another one

I just realized how to step aside
The stars were bright as they are
Silent and silent just waiting for the day
I know I have to manage it

Can I?

Lebaran

Do not know

My day was really bad
feel just worn out
get really tired teaching.. kind of bore I suppose
The cruel world of biz just so amazing
I suppose I am not the right person
Well do not know what to say...kind of loosing myself
my own self
have to take pills of courage to step on...

Fire

When I touch you
When I hug you
When I am with you

I feel a fire in your heart
Radiates warm love and peace
Then I prayed in silent
I was not sure what to do

Please keep your fire
Fire that I cannot describe with words
Can I draw it?
Please keep your fire!!

Radiates the heat to the wall of love
Radiates the heat of love to your family
Radiates the warm love to the need
Radiates the fire to the world...please keep your fire!!

Tought

Sometimes it's really hard
To get you off my mind
Cause you mean so much to me
I think of you all the time

It's not because you have nice wavy hidden hair
Or because your eyes are brown
It's not because you're cute
But because you are you

You're unusually sweet
And have been good to me
Until just recently

Maybe I could have stopped
Caring for you
Maybe I could have quit
Falling for you

But the feelings I'm having
Aren't wrong or bad
And the thoughts that go through my mind
Can make me so sad

You walked all over my heart
You stepped all over me
Sorry that I bothered you
I only wanted you to see
The absolute nuts loves you so much

Rage of Fire

Sadness, are you with me?
Rage, still with me....

Living in a dismal symphony
Giving me a solemn days
Singing in serenity
Crying in great madness

Rage of fire....

When I go crazzy

When you are not
close enough to hold
in my arms,
I promise
I will hold you in my heart .....

When you are not
near enough to hear me,
I promise to whisper your name
on the wind

when you are not here to kiss goodnight,
I promise I will kiss you
in my dreams ...

I love you and miss you more than you know ....

Dari sudut mata

Ada yang diseka dari sudut mata.
apa yang membuatmu sedih?
hidup memang begini adanya.
Telah dijalani hari seperti dulu juga.

kita tertawa atau menangis
tak tahu mengapa.
segala senda atau omong kosong.
mengisi kehampaan waktu demi waktu.

membunuh kebosanan.
penantian demi penantian .
penempuhan tak sampai-sampai.
kiranya, banyak yang sukar dimengerti.

mata terbuka tak kunjung membuat jelas nyata.
Apa yang terjadi sesungguhnya?
meraba. meraba. senantiasa.
begitu samar. begitu ragu.

From Stage Love Came

[ This story is just a story out of a crazy mind]

"It couldn't have rained any harder," I thought to myself as we entered the theater, my coat forming a waterfall around us in the heavy downpour. The glimmer of the lobby radiated with culture and dignity...and our awe.

Shaking ourselves off and working our way up the carpeted marble stairs, I couldn't keep my eyes off of the most glamorous 'thing' in the building, your red, satin dress. It came that close to matching what I could always see in your eyes. With a sigh of disappointment from you, my eyes shifted...wondering what could have caused it. The sign read "SHOW CANCELED as a result of bad weather blocking transportation of actors."

I let out a similar sigh, but put forward the notion that we at least see the theater that we had been so anxious to be captivated by. Agreeing we walked back downstairs and into the main doors, after having convinced the doorman to let us at least look. It must have been your dress, but I shock that thought off as we walked in.

Wow. Seeing you slowly walk forward into the most beautiful of theaters...stunned me and froze me. To this day, my heart knows the glamour that gold can bring. The chairs were a magnificent royal blue with gold etchings and were something one could disappear into, in terms of comfort. As I sat down in one and gazed towards the stage your were now walking towards, I forgot where I was....

Slowly I began to come terms with the fantasy that was now a reality. Lifting myself off of the golden chair, I walked up to meet up with you on the wide stage. The huge, gold-laced curtains were still down, but much of the open stage was uncovered by them.

Looking down at a notch in one of the center tiles, she asked, "What's this?" as she pointed at it with her shoe. I went on to describe, "The is the center stage mark. If you stand there and speak, the whole audience will hear you with crystal clarity, equally at the front as at the back. 'This from the amphitheaters of ancient Rome."

Her eyebrow raised as she glanced down at the groove with newly found knowledge. I stepped up to her and said, "Hear ye, hear ye." You notice the words don't echo through the hall, but carry all the way to the back. "I love thee." As I smile, I reach out and hold your hands. In a quiet voice, with an equally quiet smile, you whisper, "I love thee too."

In a booming voice that startled us both, "Alright, now that everybody knows you two love each other, I have to ask that the hall be vacated." It was the guard way out on the far side of the theater by the main doors. With a smile of amazement on your brightened face, I grin, then we laugh a little.

As we exit the lobby, the rain continues to pour....

We walked down a couple of blocks under the eavesdrops of the stores and buildings now closed for the night until we reached a street we had to cross. I walked out a bit to press the button, but your grip tightened and then you let go, giving a little shriek of horror as you dashed towards the nearest eavesdrop.

"What? It's just rain," I say gleefully, spreading my arms out as I quickly begin to get soaked. "I don't want to get all wet," said a pouting voice. "Who cares, it's just water. You won't die. Let the water touch your bare skin. Forget makeup, let the rain wash it away." "I'll look horrible!"

With a smile on my face I say, "No. Let the rain wash it away. Be human. There's nothing more beautiful than that!" You start saying something, but I quickly interrupt. "When I saw you walk down the aisle in the theater I didn't know where I was there was so much gold emanating from everything. The chairs, the curtains, the aisle itself, your beautiful dress. All of a sudden I couldn't see you. Glittering gold is not what I see in you. I see something that, although it 'simply exists', nothing could ever compare. And guess what? It's plain, bare to the bone, you." I stop to catch my breath, but only for a moment. "I love you."

I wasn't sure if the rain got heavier or if it just sounded louder in the silence that followed. Looking into my eyes the whole time, you suddenly drop your coat and walk straight towards me. Our lips meet as your arms wrap around me above my shoulders, as mine wrapped around your waist. The rain seemed like it was hitting us...not you and I.

Arriving at our lofty and dimly lit apartment, the dining table was spread with a wide assortment of foods. Small bits of cooked chicken, a wide platter of fruit, cubed vegetables...the works. We sat across from each other of the round, wooden table.

Sitting at our places, we wore nothing more than our bathrobes...loosely done up. As if either of us wanted to stay in those dripping wet, totally soaked clothes that seemed to make our skin crawl with the chill it gave by simply wearing them. Preparing all the food was something of an experience in itself as our bodies had touched every inch with every inch at one point or another. We did everything together...as one.

The fire flickered a little off in the near distance, the lights dimly lit, making the food on the table glow...almost like gold in a way. Reaching ahead of us we put a small variety of things on our plates. With smiles on our faces we begin munching away on our food...no utensils, just finger foods.

Getting into a little contest, we start playing with our food a little, despite previous teachings from 'mom and dad'. Cucumbers become smiles, carrots and beans become walrus teeth...I must admit our creativity greatly surpassed that of any child. Maybe that was due to the fact that part of us still was young, vibrant, and...untamed.

Eating contently I would look up and watch you do the same. My eyes seemed to focus more on your smile as you ate away. Soon, the only thing I could see, my eyes zooming in closer and closer...was your lips....

With the tips of your index finger and thumb, you pull out a bone. Your lips seem to savor every last ounce of flavor the meat on the bone had to offer. I moved the apple that I had just bit into slowly away, my eyes fixated on your lips. As you look up, the very slowly moving apple seems to draw your eyes to my lips...as they engulf the chuck of apple. My jaw moves slowly...yet powerfully you think to yourself. As my jaw begins to speed up its chewing, your eyes dart onto something else on your plate.

You grab a peeled orange and your teeth dive into it. I couldn't help but zoom in on the orange. Your lips surrounded your seal around it and as it pulled away, it seemed as though it were your lips that had ravaged the chunk of orange that was now being savored by your savory tongue. Watching the overwhelming power of your lips made me squeeze the small grape I was holding directly onto my chest...the part not covered by the bathrobe. As the juice began to pour down, my index and middle finger scooped down, scraped up the remains of the grape, and put it inside my mouth. My pouting lips put a strong seal around the two fingers as I slowly retract them.

Giving a quick exhale...or what is a high pitched moan?...your hand reaches down, your eyes still glaring into mine, and grab whatever is there. The orange was crushed as you forced it into your mouth, the juice flowing down you as your chest reaches out in response to cold chill...opening your robe a little more. Our breathing becomes erratic as I look down at my plate. Picking up a carrot, I chomped on it once...chewed vigorously...chomped again...chewed vigorously. Placing one tip of the remainder of the carrot between my lips, I suck hard as it quickly enters my mouth...chewing very slowly...savoring the crunches.

Your hand shaking a little, you reach over and pick up your glass of water. Titling your head back a fair bit, the glass follows. The contents of the large glass flow into you, yet most flowed down and around you...around your cheeks...down your neck...and down your chest...standing up slowly. My hand just seemed to dart out in front of me...reaching. Realizing what it had just done I look down and pick up a plum that was just underneath it. Looking at it, I smile, lean back in my chair, and toss it up in the air. My hands stay down as I catch it with my bare teeth...giving a short growl as they catch the plum. The robe had completely uncovered my chest and as I let out the growl, my chest flexed. Seeing me and hearing the growl was all your now throbbing heart could take. You push your chair away, walk over, and bite into the plum with more force than a T-Rex ever could. Your left leg swings over my lap as you rest your hips against my lap. Devouring the plum was the easiest thing I had ever done...so...raw....

Your hand grabs the pit and throws it away as you dive back in with even more power than when the plum was there. My lips open and power into yours with more than fiery passion. Pounding like the all the canons of every war, our hearts poured out onto each other. Mercy could not show its face our love was that strong.

Our kissing and breathing intensifies immeasurably as my arms move inwards and pull both sides of your robe quickly away, pulling your arms outward as it drops to the floor. Your hands come back strongly, moving down my heavily breathing chest and onto my back where your nails press firmly against my skin as they drag down. My body moves closer to yours in response to your nails as my arms surround your back and pull you close to me. Our hearts alone, pounding that close to each other, paved the way for what happened next.

Wrapping your legs very tightly around me, your arms bringing my body closer to your face as you start to devour my precious skin, I stand up and walk over to the floor by the fireplace. I kneel down, but you quickly over turn me, my back to the floor. Beginning with my rapidly rising and falling chest, you devor me with you rlips and, in a claw-like fashion, rub your hands down my sides.

Before you could reach my navel, the strength of my arms pull your lips back up to my, my hands resting on your buttocks and moving up to your back, holding you close so we could feel every inch of each other. Entering each other made everything seem that much rawer. The sheer power of you wanting me inside you, of me wanting to be inside you, were directly shown in every thrust, in every kiss, in every touch.

For hours we devoured each other more vividly than cannibals could ever dream. For hours our bodies couldn't stop shaking as our breaths and aching muscles could not keep up with the pleasures. For hours we screamed out each other's names louder than the explosion of 100 nuclear bombs. For hours we broke into each other's soul and totally ravished them...to our very own pleasure. At the end of forever, our bodies were tangled in the sheets together as they capitulated with our wills. Our bodies had, at least once, matched the intensity of the hearts beating inside the both of us.

Gleaming light shone through the small breaks of the drapes upon the rising of the sun. I woke up finding us lying closely, side by side. As I stretched and yawned, your eyes began to flutter as you joined me back in consciousness. I smile as I roll over, almost completely on top of you. My arms wrap around you as I roll onto my back, carrying your body with me so that your body now touched mine in every way as your eyes peered straight into me as mine did yours.

You smile as you begin to rub my chest slowly and gently...random patterns. My arms slowly drop to floor, my heart and body swallowing every sensation your hands were giving.

Feeling a sense of comfort I had never before felt, I said, "Promise me you'll never stop touching me the way you do."

Can I Draw it?

There's no way to describe
The way you make me feel It's almost as if
The whole thing were so real
Can I draw it?

The twinkle in your eyes
Never wanting to say goodbye
The perfect smile on your face
You're truly an amazing grace
There's no way to describe
Can I draw it?

I see you in my dreams both day and night
I see your heavenly face in the starry twilight
Your voice always ringing in my ear
The only voice I long to hear
There's no way to describe
Can I draw it?

Wishing we could be together, every second of every day
You take my troubles completely away
The only woman I want is you
Deep in your heart, I hope you want me too
There's no way to describe
Can I draw it?

Cinta adalah...

Cinta adalah air yang mengalir. Diserap oleh tanah, lalu merembes ke dalam akar. Memberi hidup melalui batang dan rantingnya. Air membuat daun, memberi warna pada bunga. Keindahan bunga takkan hilang, bahkan membentuk buahnya.

Cinta adalah nafas. Disetiap tarikannya menciptakan kehidupan. Memberi tenaga pada segala yang dialirinya. Membuat mata melihat dunia. Membiarkan harapan bertumbuh pada sayapnya. Dan dia menyentuh rasa yang tersembunyi dibalik angan siapa saja.

Cinta adalah aku dan kamu. Karena telah kutitipkan cinta dalam genggamanmu. Airmu mengalir dalam denyut nadiku dan separuh nafasku ada padamu.

My Flickr Site Revision

Hello, sorry for the Flickr site should be this.


Thank you
Made Hery Santosa

Expand Your World

Hello there, I got this blog page from my mentor, Pak Jati. And some of friends are here too. So the idea is to expand your world (through the net).

We can do this by many ways (the point is still free of charge!!):

1. SOCIAL NETWORKING SYSTEM:

· Facebook: http://www.facebook.com,

· SecondLife: http://www.secondlife.com

· Friendster: http://www.frindster.com (check mine)

· MySpace: http://www.myspace.com (check mine)

· Flickr: www.flickr.com (check mine)

· : Zorpia: www.zorpia.com

· Blog:

http://www.blogger.com (check mine)

http://www.multiply.com (check mine)

http://www.blogsome.com

http://www.wordpress.com

2. CONTENT MANAGEMENT SYSTEM (CMS):

· WebCT/Blackboard: http://www.blackboard.com/us/index.Bb

· Angel: http://www.angellearning.com

· Desire2Learn: http://www.desire2learn.com

· Sakai: http://sakaiproject.org

· Moodle: http://moodle.org

(check mine)

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· ATutor: www.atutor.ca

· ICA/VLE: www.nicenet.org, www.tappedin.org

· Joomla

· Drupal

· Google Framework System: www.google.com

3. LEARNING OBJECT STORAGE AREA

· Merlot (Multimedia Educational Resources for Learning and Online Teaching): http://www.merlot.org/merlot/index.htm

· TakingItGlobal: http://www.takingitglobal.org

GOOD LUCK
Made Hery Santosa

G

Ooo...My..

why? no words?

Cozz

Silent is important so we can listen to Other

Too much talk, it's what we always do

People come into your life for a reason

People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime.

When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person.

When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a needyou have expressed.

They have come to assist you through a difficulty,to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically,emotionally or spiritually.

They may seem like a godsend and they are.

They are there for the reason you need them to be.

Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.

Sometimes they die.

Sometimes they walk away.
Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.
What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire
fulfilled, their work is done.

The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.

Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn hascome to share, grow or learn.

They bring you an experience of peace ormake you laugh.

They may teach you something you have never done.

They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.

Believe it, it is real.

But only for a season.

LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons,

things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.

Your job is toaccept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.

It is said that love is
blind but friendship is clairvoyant.

Kisah Pendoa

Kisah Pendoa (Tulisan seorang teman yang sekarang jadi Menteri)

Ketika ku mohon pada Allah kekuatan,
Allah memberiku kesulitan, agar menjadi kuat

Ketika ku mohon kepada Allah kebijaksanaan
Allah memberiku masalah untuk kupecahkan

Ketika ku mohon kepada Allah kesejahteraan
Allah memberiku akal, pikiran untuk berfikir

Ketika ku mohon kepada Allah keberanian
Allah memberiku kondisi bahaya, untuk kuatasi

Ketika ku mohon kepada Allah cinta
Allah memberiku orang-orang bermasalah, untuk kutolong

Ketika ku mohon kepada Allah bantuan
Allah memberiku kesempatan

Allah tidak selalu menerima yang kuminta
Tetapi aku menerima segala yang kubuthkan

(K K, '07)

A candle loses nothing if it is used to light another one

We convince ourselves that life will be better once we are married, have a baby, then another.

Then we get frustrated because our children are not old enough, and that all will be well when they are older.

Then we are frustrated because they reach adolescence and we must deal with them. Surely we’ll be happier when they grow out of the teen years.

We tell ourselves our life will be better when our spouse gets his/her act together, when we have a nicer car, when we can take a vacation, when we finally retire.

The truth is that there is no better time to be happy than right now.

If not, then when?

Your life will always be full of challenges. It is better to admit as much and to decide to be happy in spite of it all.

For the longest time, it seemed that life was about to start. Real life.

But there was always some obstacle along the way, an ordeal to get through, some work to be finished, some time to be given, a bill to be paid. Then life would start.

I finally came to understand that those obstacles were life.

That point of view helped me see that there isn’t any road to happiness.

Happiness IS the road.

So, enjoy every moment.

Stop waiting for school to end, for a return to school, to lose ten rupiahs, to gain ten rupiahs, for work to begin, to get married, for Friday evening, for Sunday morning, waiting for a new car, for your mortgage to be paid off, for spring, for summer, for fall, for winter, for the first or the fifteenth of the month, for your song to be played on the radio, to die, to be reborn… before deciding to be happy.

Happiness is a voyage, not a destination.

2008

When I was young,
I do not understand
"when loves come so strong there is no right or wrong"

Now at my age, I am too old to understand but I can sense it well

When I was young,
I do not understand
'love is blind'

Now at my age, I am too old to understand but I can observe it well

The Sun is still above us, and the moon is still a mirror.
Welcome the year of 2008 and I am walking through ...