The Untamed Problems

melody of the cursed

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Wed, 25 Jan 2012 14:23:00 +0000

You are where you belong
but the only thing belong to me is you
stranded in a place i know little off
surrounded by those who thinks they know me

i hate those who know less then they claim
over selling and then drag others to the bidding
i'm trying to be nice, trust me i do
just because the truth is to much for them to bear
i use to just tell what i feel, when i feel it
tell me what i'm wrong and ill listen
but condemn on what is not ill scream.
no filters where i came from and they knew it...
they understand me.
but your world, it would be dreadful
they are too fragile

but holding back hurt me
i want to scream but i kept silent
being docile is not me but i'm living it
so please, i need you to be with me
don't rip the cut, cure it
i don't want to be singing melody of the cursed
but i might explode

this is my stand
i am my own manipulator
i hate being manipulate
i see through most
don't try me with cheap tricks

Penantian

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Mon, 31 Oct 2011 05:00:00 +0000

Penantian,
semakin hampir waktunya,
semakin jauh terasa,
berakhir hari bukan penutup waktu,
tidur malam hanya rehat seketika.

Kecamuk,
takut menanti waktu,
teruja menunggu masa,
lambat kan lah hari,
cepatkan lah esok,
risau, tapi hati tak sabar.

Satu,
engkau yang pertama,
pengukur si dua,
indah kah dunia,
cerahkah sinarnya.

Hidup,
satu, dua, menunggu tiga,
hidupku bukan milik ku,
hidup kita bukan hak,
pinjaman, ujian.

Esok,
akan kunanti dengan sabar,
akan kutempuh tiba masa,
tiada solalan tanpa jawapan,
tiada masalah tanpa penyelesaian,
tidak akan diberi kesusahan,
tanpa kita mampu mengharunginya.

Wishlist Granted.

noreply@blogger.com (Tajri) — Mon, 24 Jan 2011 02:48:00 +0000

Hurm... setelah beberapa lama tidak kubuka blog nih, terasa nak bukak la plak kejap. Dok tgk-tgk aku perasan post aku yang inih,

http://vexedprob.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-wish-list-photographic-lust.html

hoho,

item 1 dan 2 dah granted, item 3 dan 4 dah takmoh..

dalam jangkamasa post itu sampai sekarang dah banyak wishlis photographic lust berubah, ada yang dah digranted, ada yang pending..

antara item pending

1. another flash unit + trigger
2. New Tripod

banyak lagih sbnarnya, tapi yang 2 nih dulu kot..

Blog Update :

[[ FINALLY ]]

New layout on the way (again) and hopefully, this one is going to be a finished one. Editing Minimal blogger layout because I'm to lazy to build from scrap.

Got the design on paper, hopefully It can make it to the screen...

Layout Beta Name :
Neodec Retro Style.

Start Building Date :
18/5/2010

GoGoGo...

haha... dan sejak 18/5 itu lah layoutnya tak siap2.... salah satu sebabnya aku malas dan sebab satu lagi file psd ngan wip html dah ilang. tatau mana aku letak...

jadi sekarang, either buat baru smua skali, atau edit balik yang nih. hurm... argh... malasss.......

satu lagi persoalan, nak berblog kah lagi aku?

Kisah Sunyi

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Fri, 12 Mar 2010 08:05:00 +0000

Truut Truut.... Hello?

Member 1 : Wei jom klua minum2... hangout... ader benda nak cakap...

Tape la, aku ader hal la...

Member 1 : okay.. lain kali la yer...

Trutt Trutt... Hello?

Member 2 : Wei ari nih gi (tempat 1), sana lawa ah scenery

Alamak, aku ader hal la petang nih...

Member 2 : okay lah... lain kali la yer...

Okay

12:30 pm

Hello, kat mana babe?

Dia : kat KB. tapi kejap je, nak balik dah

Okay...

2:30 pm

Hello... da sampai rumah ke?

Dia : ada kat KB lagi nih, makan kejap,

pot pet pot pet...

Dia : Kejap eh, nak try baju jap... kejapppp jeee...

3:00 pm

SMS "Lama nyer 'keejaappp dierr' "

Dia SMS : Gi tandas la tadi

4:00 pm

Dia SMS : Member ajak gi kenduri

SMS "Okay"

...
...
...

Promises

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Tue, 02 Feb 2010 05:47:00 +0000

Promise, yes everybody makes them. Well even I do. But I’m not very fond of these heart relief words. I don’t know why, maybe because I no longer trust them, I rarely make promises.

“Ok kot”, “Tgk ah”, “Kalau aku ada, aku ada”, “Kalau aku free aku pergi”, these words always juggling through my mouth. And most of the time there are better than promises by others.

“Tengok ah” for me is a promise to do if I can, if nothing else happen, if I’m not dead. I mean there will always be variables that I can’t control. Fate, death, these are not for us humans to decide and I mistakenly take these into consideration when making my promise.

Maybe because others don’t care about these “inconstant, uncontrollable variables”, that they easily make promises. Maybe because they don’t really care about keeping their words, that they spread it without hesitations. And I, who bluntly trust, trapped inside these worlds of fakes.

My words are my pride and my pride is the essence of me. I do break promises, I to have to lie, but breaking my own words is like breaking something I hold dear. And I really really hate breaking it.

My life has been spent knowing this. Knowing that others don’t see promises like I do. But my hard head pride force me to be what I want to, do what I need to. Usually I just bluntly gave my trust at first accountant and wait to see if it’s broken. Marking those who breaks them, and hold dear to those who don’t. And trust me, it is rare to hold. And unless I have a reason to, those who have been marked will no longer have my trust, my respect.

With this attitude, I actually have one problem. I’m lousy at making promises. I don’t know how to consult. I don’t know even if I want to, even if a really need to.

I do realize I have to make promises, but when it really counts, I blurred, speechless. If only my heart could talk, she would sing what is inside.

She will not promise her the world, because she knows it’s not mine to give. But she is sure that I would scrap my world and turn them into spare parts for hers, because she knows how I want the two worlds to be together.

She won’t promise her my life because my life is not mine to give. But she knew that I will put them in front of the line if she need it.

I want to promise everything she wants to hear but words are cheap and I don’t know how to sell, or I don’t even know if they are worth selling.

My Wish List (Photographic Lust)

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Wed, 16 Dec 2009 03:06:00 +0000

Buat masa nih.. nih yang bermain2 dalam fikiran aku... tah bile la nak angkat nih...

1. Canon EF 50mm f/1.8 II Standard Autofocus Lens (Canon Malaysia)

Price RM375.00

2. Nissin Di622 Digital Flash for Canon E-TTL II, Guide # 144 feet / 44m @ 105mm ISO 100, with Zoom, Bounce & Power Ratio Features

Price RM498.00

3. Manfrotto 776YB Digi Monopod Black

Price RM132.00

4. ShaShinKi STK Pop Up Flash Diffuser (One White Panel)

Price RM18.00

Semua skali RM1023. yay.. ader sape-saper nak sponser tak?

I am back...

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Tue, 24 Nov 2009 02:54:00 +0000

Selepas Kursus di Melaka selama 10 hari, aku kembali...

Pada 11 hb hari itu aku ke Melaka untuk kursus apebenda tah. Kurus sangat-sangat pack sampai nak jalan-jalan pon raca cam kene curi-curi keluar jer. Pagi ahad pon ader kelas. Ade ke patut.

Bot ride, Eye on Malaysia, Taming Sari Tower, semua tak sempat nak layan. Pegi yang mana sempat jer.

Habis kursus aku ke KL atas sebab-sebab yang tidak dielakkan. Hari ahad, aku ke Bangi, Balakong, Cheras, Low Yat. Pastuh malamnya aku balik KB.

KB banjir, otw balik pon bas kene harung air. Kire ok la sbb leh sampai on time. Siang nya aku ke Tambatan diRaja, tgk pesta air tak rasmi setiap ujung tahun di Kelantan nih.

Tengah-tengah banjir pon org jual jagong bakar.. waha

When The Joker was the joke, The Trickster was tricked, The Prankster was pranked.

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Fri, 23 Oct 2009 00:11:00 +0000

If you ever have a friend who always joked, played tricks and love pranks, you might love being near him as he always bring laughter around him. You might see him as joyous person with no problems in his mind.

But have u ever realize that he can make you laugh with a straight face and he rarely laugh without you laughing? He seems to be the source of laughter and if he is that good, he might know vast amount of tricks, jokes, and pranks. The agony of being the joker is that its hard to make him really laugh.

If you ever see him laugh, try to stop and see his laugh. Is he really laughing or is he just laughing at your laugh?

As far as his personality shows, it is actually hard for a joker to be amused by others jokes. But if he find one that can make him really laugh, it would be very meaningful to him, something hard to come by.

So, if a joker finds something that can make he feel out of ths world, laughing without laughing, being happy without showing, he most probably won't let it go.

Every time you stumble upon these jokers, try to make some effort joking around, so that they can believe that this world still resolve on "what you give, you get back", better, or worse.

One Nine Nine Four - a documentary i would be waiting for. NOFX, blink, greenday... DAMN....

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Fri, 25 Sep 2009 14:46:00 +0000

Bergelak ketawa di pagi puasa

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Mon, 14 Sep 2009 02:25:00 +0000

Sib baik tak tergolek aku depan nih.

Majlis berbuka puasa JTK Kelantan 2009

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Sat, 12 Sep 2009 09:27:00 +0000

Sekeras Segumpal Kapas, Selembut Sebiji Batu, Sesedap Sepinggan Nasik.

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Fri, 11 Sep 2009 01:36:00 +0000

Keras, lembut, sedap, kuat, lemah. Semua bagaikan tiada makna bila kewarasan merajuk. Logik hanyalah pembolehubah yang boleh bertukar mengikut perasaan. Sekeras-keras batu yang menjamah kepala terasa lembut bila kemarahan menguasai, Sesedap sepinggan nasi di waktu kelaparan terasa tawar bila hati tak sudi merasai.

Aku selalu ingat aku kental, keras kepala, tak kesah apa yang orang cakap, secara pendeknya, BATU. Aku buat apa yang aku suka, aku tinggal yang aku benci. Penilaian luar hanya cebisan pendapat yang boleh aku simpan atau ronyok campak ke lantai. Ada aku kesah? Dan aku selalunya bermain atas benang nipis antara baik atau buruk, lawa atau hodoh, gelap atau cerah. Aku tak kesah salah asalkan aku rasa aku betul. Kalau aku cakap hitam, hitamlah walaupun sebenarnya ia putih. Dan korang takkan dapat tukar aku dengan mudah.

Sekarang, satu kuasa yang pernah aku takuti datang menyapa. Kuasa yang aku selalu menjauhkan diri, kerana aku tau, kuasa itu boleh mengangkat manusia setinggi-tingginya, atau menghempas manusia jatuh kebumi. sebelum ini aku takut. Tak apa la tak dapat terbang pun asalkan aku tak jatuh terhempas. Sakit. Tak pernah aku tergerak untuk buka pintu rumah aku walaupun ia datang merisik. Aku sembunyi dalam bilik, aku lari keluar tingkap.

Tapi, kali ini ia datang mengetuk lagi, selepas aku banyak terjatuh, selepas aku banyak terluka. Walau tanpa ia aku tetap terluka. Walau pun aku tak boleh terbang aku tetap jatuh, aku tetap sakit. Datangnya kali ini membawa penawar. Ubat untuk luka-luka aku. Bawa aku terbang setinggi-tinggi. Bawa aku pergi laju-laju.

Sekarang aku rasa, kalau pun aku jatuh, aku takkan menyesal. Mungkin juga aku takkan rasa sakitnya. Kerana aku ada penawar, aku tengah 'high' dengan 'adreneline'. Semua sensor aku bagaikan tidak berfungsi, Tersangkut di dahan pokok, aku ketawa, gilakah aku? Pemuja logik ini nampaknya sudah tidak waras.

Gembira, takut, bahagia, sunyi, rindu, cinta, cuak, lega, geram, marah, cemburu, pasrah, kepercayaan. Aku diajar makna baru bagi segala benda. Bagaimana takut boleh meriangkan, bagaimana bagai mana cuak boleh memberi ketenangan, bagaimana gembira kadang-kadang menyakitkan. Dan bagaimana rasa cuak boleh bertukar kepada lega yang teramat-amat sangat hanya dengan satu gelak. Satu tawa, yang boleh menghalau segala duka.

Dan aku tak kesah. Aku masih batu, tapi aku tidak keras. Kadang-kadang aku kapas, tapi aku tidak lembut. Sekeras-keras berlian masih boleh dipotong kalau diikut uratnya. Nasi yang sama boleh jadi sedap, boleh jadi tawar, dengan hanya mengubah fikiran.

Aku adalah aku, Aku adalah batu, dan aku juga adalah kapas. Aku tak kesah. Tapi yang paling paling penting, aku suka makan nasi. Lapa...

Ori Metaphors posted on Facebook so far

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Mon, 17 Aug 2009 04:25:00 +0000

Let us be like the children playing in the sand, only thinking on how to make sure the sand castle wont crumble... (16Aug09)

There is a thing that I don't really cared before... but why the heck am I doing trying now? Its like the past me is laughing at the present me now... (15Aug09)

If I were to be cursed into a monster, I would chose to be The King Kong... (15Aug09)

Pain is somewhat pleasurable if enjoyed carefully, but please be it physically... (13Aug09)

If I leave, I would ask will you be safe from others?, but if I stay, there a an even more disturbing question, will you be safe from me? (12Aug09)

Kalau kau tanya bintang berapa tinggi langit itu... akan aku cakap... "ko giler ke aper??? bintang mana bleh bercakap..." (11Aug09) <-- METAPHOR?

If I have to compensate something, I choose for me what others can't see... (8Aug09)

I hear RING!!! all the time, but I no longer tied by the BELL... (5Aug09)

What if I'm curious of whats under your shirt? Should I be in despair or grab it and pay the consequences? (5Aug09)

If i'm going to sell my soul... how much would it be? (4Aug09)

If I say its black its, its black event if it really is white... and you will have a hard time proving I'm wrong... (4Aug09)

People say I don't lie, its not because i didn't lie, but they never caught me lying (2Aug09)

LUST VS EGO - Who will prevail? Will EGO rule over LUST? Or will EGO crumble like most people want? (29July09)

When you are sad, laugh. When you are happy, cry... And people will say you are CRAZY... (28July09)

There will always be 2 sides of everything (23July09)

Orang cakap "Curiosity killed the cat", aku cakap "lebih baik mati nak tau dari hidup tak tau apa-apa..." (21July09)

Keep smiling even if you dont realy have to... (15July09)

Kalau aku cakap 1+1=13 mesti orang cakap aku gila.tapi kalo Einstein cakap e=mc² orang percaya plak.huh.... (15July09)

Berjalan atas titi, biarlah aku jatuh, biar lah aku basah. Balik nanti tetap aku akan mandi... (13July09)

What if I say I would like to see you naked? (12July09)

so i might fall on the slippery times ahead (26Jun09)

Ketawalah untuk aku walau kau lihat aku menangis. Kerana tawa mu ubat yang paling baik untuk aku. (24May09)

Being Dead Is Probably The Best Thing For Me Now, But Killing Myself Would Be The Worse Thing I could Do To My Pride. (12May09)

Setting up C4 for my doom. Who wants to hold the detonator? (8Mar09)

Word of wisdom from a friend
Ryan Plissken : We men talk 90% metaphors, 10% crap.

Tearing up the sky

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Fri, 14 Aug 2009 02:22:00 +0000

All my angels tearing up the sky
and im smiling from a far
All the bad, all hearbroken times
have all been thrown to the past

I am wondering will i cry
when the sky would block my ride
will I ever smile by heart
will I even stand and fight

Aku tinggi lebih 1 inci?

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Mon, 10 Aug 2009 01:41:00 +0000

Aku kadang-kadang heran. Apasal pagi-pagi aku rasa macam aku lagi tinggi lebih kurang 1 inci?

Macam mana aku perasan?

Ceritanya macam nih. Aku sekarang nih kene pegi keje awal-awal pagi. Jadi, tiap-tiap pagi aku bawak kereta sejauh 60km. Dalam perjalanan tuh, aku perasan aku kene adjust cermin pandang belakang aku tuh ke atas. Masa aku nak balik plak aku kene turunkan balik. Maknanya aku lebih tinggi waktu pagi.

Mengapa fenomena ini berlaku?

Mengikut research yang aku lakukan, fenomena ini berlaku disebabkan oleh GRAVITI. Ya, sesuatu yang ditemui oleh Sir Isaac Newton ini adalah bertanggungjawab memendekkan aku di waktu petang.

Sewaktu tidur, badan aku berlunjur dan tindakan graviti menarik kebelakang. Ini mungkin mengakibatkan perut aku semakin kempis(kene buat research bab nih plak nih). Tetapi, bila kita bekerja, bangun, berjalan-jalan, tindakan graviti sedikit sebanyak menarik tulang-tulang menjadi semakin rapat sesama mereka akibat beban berat dan tarikan graviti ini. Maka secara tidak langsung aku menjadi semakin pendek.

Jadi, mana satukah tinggi sebenar aku? yang tinggi atau yang pendek? Mungkin selepas ini kita kena selaraskan kalau nak ukur tinggi kene amik masa nak bangun tidor, baru selaras. :P

Kesimpulan.

Kejadian ini belum dibuktikan kebenarannya. Mungkinkan aku cukup gila untuk mengukur tinggi aku di waktu pagi dan waktu petang? Buat masa ini Experimen ini hanya sebagai hipotesis sahaja.

Binawira Purba

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Thu, 06 Aug 2009 02:36:00 +0000

Pendekar, pahlawan, hero... releven lagikah mereka sekarang?

Dalam mengolah hidup di dunia moden ini, perkataan-perkataan yang seanggkatan 3 perkataan diatas hanya terdengar didalam cerita-cereka TV. Masih utuh lagikah maksud perkataan-perkataan itu. Masih tajamkah keris mereka?

Dunia moden ini semua perlu berpura-pura. Mengagungkan yang atas, walaupun dia bukan yang TERATAS sambil terus-menerus melupakan Dia yang TERATAS. Walau hati menidakkan, suara, tingkah, bagai perlu mengiakan. Sekali terlepas, terhumban jatuh kebawah, lari angin jatuh tersungkur.

Sesekali jiwa pendekar menyusup, terasa ingin memberontak, terfikir pula periuk nasi. Kalau pasir boleh dimamah, memang ada kepala yang pecah.

Sedang semangat berkobar, kewarasan datang, menyekat, menghalau si pendekar, menutup mulut, mengikat hati. Jiwa kecut, takut untuk berkata, takut untuk berterus terang, takut untuk menyebelahi diri. Sebelum tercampak, terlebih dahulu dicampakkan diri ke gaung hitam, bersembunyi ketakutan.

Memang "pathetic", tapi itulah dunia moden. Adakah ia bukan lagi pengecut bila semua bertindak sama. Atau mungkin memang semua pengecut?

Akan wujud lagikah Hang Jebat si wira purba? Menderhaka raja untuk sahabat, menderhaka perintah untuk hak? Atau semua ingin menjadi Si Tuah? Menurut membabi buta, walau diri menderita?

Pain

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Mon, 03 Aug 2009 16:38:00 +0000

Let me enjoy this pain,
till the end of this sleep,
let it be my redemption,
for all the wrong ive passed,
and let my path ahead fill with gravel,
so ill slip once in a while,
so ill fall facing the ground.

*aku sakit gigi... huk

Current Rig Setup

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Fri, 31 Jul 2009 04:19:00 +0000

Current temporary setup...

Breakfast today at 11.15am

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Fri, 31 Jul 2009 03:51:00 +0000

Nasik kerabu ayam+ikan goreng... Yam Yam...

"The Real Poco-Poco" yg bangang

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Mon, 27 Jul 2009 03:55:00 +0000

Almost passed out while rolling on the floor...

Sokker.org - Online Browser based Game

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Fri, 24 Jul 2009 16:45:00 +0000

As most of my friend know, I am really in to gaming and currently I'm more to relaxed, graphic less, browser based game. What games have I played? The one that really get me into browser based gaming is Starkingdoms which is really addictive and I warn you, never get into this game if waking up 3am in the morning to check your account is weird for you. Then there are similar games like New War Era, Darkthrone, Travian and many more. But the only one I'm actively playing now is Sokker Manager.

What is Sokker Manager? Yes, as the name suggest, it is a soccer manager game. It is online so there are wide world player in it divided by countries they live in. I've started playing because some of my friends playing and maybe I'm bored at that time.

How sokker differs from other online soccer manager? Personally I cannot elaborate on this thoroughly because I have only played the old version of Hattrick. Compared to old version of Hattrick as I haven't played the new one, Sokker is more technically challenging. This is because the skill setup isn't only consist of what formation to play, what position player will play what tactic will be played. It go deeper where we can set position of each player when the balls in any part of the field. So you can actually experiment with any weird tactic you can think off. You can also set how long one player will stay in the field even if its not injured.

The other thing I like about Sokker is that you can actually see the match been played. Its flash based play is really important to see how our tactic actually been played in the field with the constrain of the players. Some with high pace will run faster, the one with more stamina will be useful longer and so on.

In sokker there are also NT and U21 team which is combination of best player in each country playing under coaches democratically chosen by vote every season. Here, each team will have matches with each other like a real world cup is played.

Overall this is a good browser based game / soccer manager game and I personally recommend this to gamer who are also soccer enthusiast.

So why don't you register now, all you need us a browser with flash player plugin, an email account and the patience to wait because it can take some time. And if you have a team in sokker, contact me, we can change ideas or maybe you can teach me some tactics eh?

Random Rambling about life...

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Thu, 23 Jul 2009 04:17:00 +0000

Its been almost a month I slowed my life pace, doing what I like, throwing what I hate, and stop cursing life like I always do. Of course there are some price I paid for this but heck, who cares?

My past life is so hectic that I forgot to think about the wonderful world we live in and how there are more to life than money and frayed happiness. This life of having to force "HAPPY" upon self to avoid going crazier is and hopefully gone forever. It is not that I really hate that life, but the surrounding had changed me into what I'm not and my ego suffers. I can live that life and survive, but I will not be me, or worse, I will be what I hate.

Given the opportunity to reset my life, I create another partition in my personality and dump all old corrupted self into it and keeps only the necessary system configuration for me to reinstall me back. I load a few of my old self in it, and hope that the corrupted personality is not stuck in the root kit of my system.

I'm now living a slow life, mostly because I want it to be slow, and some because I have to make it slow for the new me to adept to this environment. I know I can't bring my life to when before it was corrupted but at least I can create a life I want to live on. All the scars of pass life, all the bad sector in the drive, hopefully have been contained and not spread to other sectors.

It is all good now taking my time to see the world again. I can now resolve to new ideas, new meaning, taking my time to reinstall all the programs back slowly without burdening the processor, avoiding over heating and avoiding crashes. Every now and then, the slow paced life allows me to defrag all the fragment of programs, bundle them up together,re analyze the importance and give priority where its due. I know there will never be a perfect system, but at least I can know whats gone wrong and to hope that I can rectify it as soon as possible

Aku masih PUNK

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Fri, 05 Jun 2009 16:54:00 +0000

Punk, zaman muda-muda mengamit kenangan. Punk, Skins, Nadzi, sesetengah orang selalu melatah. Memang kalau diikutkan mereka selalu dikaitkan dengan ketidakstabilan moral, tidak beretika, kebaratan dan lain-lain cemuhan yang biasa diberikan. Tapi pada dasarnya, mereka hanyalah sekumpulan individu yang wujud bersama dengan satu ideologi yang sama.

Memang pada dasarnya Punk itu satu. Tapi tiada siapa yang boleh
mendefinasikan Punk itu sendiri secara mutlak. Tiada satu kumpulan pun yang boleh menyatakan yang Punk mereka itu adalah Punk yang tulen. Mereka boleh mencoraknya sesuka hati. Memang aku tak nafikan kebanyakkan kumpulan yang melebelkan diri sebagai Punk, dan lain-lain selalu dikritik sebagai perosak bangsa dan mungkin kenyataan ini kadang-kadang benar tapi tidak secara menyeluruh. Dalam setandan pisang tidak semua itu busuk, tidak jugak semua itu elok. Tetap ada kumpulan yang melayan ideologi Punk tapi masih lagi patuh, masih lagi sivik.

Apa yang keterlaluan hanyalah ada sesetengah terlalu mengikut-ikut perkara negative sehingga melupakan perkara-perkara positif. Jiwa Punk tidak berakhir dengan pergaduhan, vandalisme, ragut, rompak, rogol dan lain-lain. Semua itu hanyalah golongan yang bertopengkan Punk tetapi
hati sudah pun didampingi setan. Tanpa Punk, mereka akan tetap bergaduh, akan tetap vandal, mereka akan tetap mereka.

Perkara utama dalam Punk hanyalah kebebasan.

Punk ideologies are a group of varied social and political beliefs associated with the punk subculture. This article provides a rough generalization of the philosophies of individuals who identify themselves as punks and doesn't completely represent the views of all of those who do so.

In its original nature, the punk culture has been primarily concerned with individual freedom, which tends to create beliefs in concepts such as individualism, anti-authoritarianism, anarchism and free thought. Punk ideologies have often included a critical view of the world; seeing modern day societies as placing extensive limits on humanity. Punk ideologies are usually expressed through punk rock music, punk zines, independently-published literature and spoken word recordings.

Punk culture originated as a movement of shock, rebellion, and discontent; and from certain points-of-view, it has evolved into an overt socio-political movement. The political ideology most often associated with punk is anarchism; however, punk has also been associated with other leftist ideologies such as social liberalism, socialism and communism. Despite the association that punk ideologies have with the left wing, some punks perceive the efforts of leftists as ineffectual, and sometimes just as objectionable as the right wing. Right-wing ideologies have appeared within punk culture, including conservatism and neo-Nazism.

Philosophical ideologies within the punk subculture include atheism, agnosticism and humanism, as well as religious ones such as Christianity, Islam, the Rastafari movement and the Hare Krishna movement (especially amongst 1980s straight edge scene).

Punks sometimes participate in direct action such as protests,mboycotts, and in some cases, violence. Some of the most militant punks have bombed gas stations, destroyed animal research laboratories, altered billboards to include political messages, and occupied abandoned buildings. These acts are committed in an effort to create social change when it is felt that the normal channels for change have been proven ineffective.

Sumber : Wikipedia

Jadi Punk-nya aku hanyalah kepada pemuja kebebasan, kewarasan fikiran yang terlampau, dan pelampau logik. Atas susur jalur hidup aku, aku bebas mengikut undang-undang yang aku ikut, selagi tidak ditindas, selagi tidak disepit, aku takkan menggigit.

Kewarasan dan logik. Takkan ada satupun yang akan melayan kerenah akal dan logik sepenuhnya seperti Islam. Setiap persoalan dijawab, setiap logik disokong oleh dalil-dalil yang kukuh. Setiap suruhan, setiap larangan, ada sebab-sebab jika akal sedia mentafsir. Jadi aku bebas. Bebas menjadi Punk, cara aku.

Punk Aku.

Kalau dulu, semangat kePunk-an dalam kumpulan amatlah terasa. Kami bebas buat apa yang kami suka dalam kebudak-budakan mengikut kepala kami, dalam norma-norma melayu. Bergaduh. Kalau tidak disekat, kalau tidak dikacau, tebuan takkan menyegat. Tapi sentuh salah seorang, semua akan terasa, semua akan mengambil kesempatan menunjuk kejagohan.

Pakaian, 3/4 Pant, T-shirt, Cap. Set ini bagaikan pakaian 'rasmi' aku. Pakaian identiti aku. Aku rasa pakaian aku ini bagaikan diilhamkan dari corak pemakaian Hardcore/Pop punk/suka hati aku. T shirt yang aku pakai selalunya bercorak/bertulisan rebelious atau pun sekurang-kurangnya membuatkan aku berfikir, salah satu cara deklarasi personaliti aku. Dulu aku suka pakai baggy pant, Tapi tah kemana semua seluar aku itu.

Tapi itu dulu, sekarang, walaupun aku masih lagi suka berpakaian sama, tapi hidup aku hambar. Mengikut arus. Aku masih tetap bebas memilih, tapi aku takut untuk memilih jalan lain. Punk lagikah aku?

Fikiran aku masih waras, fikiran aku masih bebas. Aku tetap aku, tapi aku tak suka jalan aku sekarang. Jalan berturap tar, berjalan selesa, tetapi sesak. Penuh dengan kereta-kereta bising, kemalangan disana sini, hiruk pikuk bunyi enjin. Penuh jugak dengan manusia yang mengejar ketiadaan. Mahu saja aku rempuh belukar buat jalan sendiri.

Tapi, jiwa aku tetap Punk, Punk cara aku, PUNK FOR LIFE...

I am living a dying life, with the pride of a Living Dead...

Audiophiler Lust

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Mon, 25 May 2009 16:29:00 +0000

Might be on my new wish list...

Hidup

noreply@blogger.com (vexedprob) — Wed, 20 May 2009 13:55:00 +0000

Hidup,
berjalan tak tinggal
berlari tak henti.
Mana mungkin aku akan tunggu
kalau aku tak mau ketinggalan

Hidup,
tak menunggu tak juga mengejar.
Sekali tersimpang,
boleh terus,
bleh juga berpatah balik.
Ikut kata hati,
ikut rasa akal.

Tapi hidup takkan sentasa siang,
tidak juga sentiasa malam.
Gelap cerah penyeri hidup,
hujan panas peneman alam.

Hidup mesti terus,
tapi kita tak semestinya terus hidup.