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Written by Nurel Javissyarqi
Translated by Agus B. Harianto
(I) Nietzsche, what torch you turn on,
until the kingdom of my soul is molten, together with you I incarnate become dust.
(II) Nauseating garbage, flood the brain and sword;
it’s worn out, there is no mirror’s cracking to reflect the light. (lebih…)
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Written by Nurel Javissyarqi
Translated by Agus B. Harianto
“with her simplicity, woman can also be beauty” (Van Gogh)
I. History of paint
(I) The world is colorful,
night- noon, twilight and dawn,
stripe and stretch down to embrace the sky;
bats, crows, incarnate become history. (lebih…)
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Written by Nurel Javissyarqi
Translated by Agus B. Harianto
Prologue (QS. 24: 35)
“He is the light giver of the sky and world.
The resembling of His light alike the jail of light
(miskat), in which there is the light in it. Those light
is exist in the glasses; those glass is alike the stars
so bright like the jewels, which is lighted on from the tree
whom has so many grace; that is the tree of zaitun,
which come from not from west, and also not from the east.
Which only its oil, is almost shine, even
does not light on with the fire. The light beyond light!” (lebih…)
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Written by Nurel Javissyarqi
Translated by Agus B. Harianto
How I pay the well manner of him(brother Suryanto Sastroatmodjo); who deliver this work with pray, without want to paid back except the sincerity special for the people of reader. He was the nearest teacher that mean best friend, on the comfort of his soul with relieved; the plots blew from the heart, that is why its explanation incarnate become the seed of human kind’s lesson. (lebih…)
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