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		<title>Sleeping Phoniex&#8217;s</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2007 04:23:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ungu has been running through crystal dimensions. As matter of fact this is a deep crystal tunnel. Deeply, fusioned by a thousands of his reflexions. Though, Ungu keeps running thru thoroughly, ungu feels it in this frame, time is running faster. But, at another frame, time runs slower. When ungu pay attention surround him, automatically [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=zamtheta.wordpress.com&amp;blog=940090&amp;post=6&amp;subd=zamtheta&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">Ungu has been running through crystal dimensions. As matter of fact this is a deep crystal tunnel. Deeply, fusioned by a thousands of his reflexions. Though, Ungu keeps running thru thoroughly, ungu feels it in this frame, time is running faster. But, at another frame, time runs slower. When ungu pay attention surround him, automatically he increases a mount of his conciousness, then time runs slower, but when he didn’t pay attention at all, time runs faster. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">It’s seems like sinus wave, when his mind at betha level it created more rotation at one second, one rotation made one phantom time.</span><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">When He found himself at theta level he felt time runs slower, his thought was pulled into dreaming-zone, his perceptions taught him as This’s a realness-zone. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">Though, at this rate he even can’t tell different between realness and phantomness, yet he knows for sure all things that he can perceive is realness, but in this phantomness-zone he even can still perceive those, what is the big deal then? </span><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">“Only minds that has a life, only minds” Ungu jump to conclusion. When he found out he woke up in the morning, his thought taught him that was a dream, how dare my thought judge by his self-centered, even my thought doesn’t aware what is different between those, then how myself can judge by the same way this’s a realness-zone. </span><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">“when I’ve every things, every sensation I called them realness, when I wake up in the morning, then realize every things and every sensation was disappeared. I could call them a phantomness, but how long I’ll have all these sensations and things, if I lost ‘em can I judge this as a phantomness-zone!” ungu flurried. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">Meanwhile, he doesn’t aware every particles at universe has seen him as they have their own consciousness. </span><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">Who’s watch who, who’s think who, who’s perceive who, who’s in who… </span><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">ah, how perfect it’s in this perceive-zones there’s no inferior and neither is superior, all things is a realness as a phantomness at once, every things owning their gestlat-dimension. Everything embracing their contradictions.</span><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">“kukuruyuuuuk” [a sound of thing], “oh, just a dream! Ok that made clear no more ungu fairy tales before bedtime” said ungu. </span></p>
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		<title>A SHADOW RING OF HEAVEN</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2007 03:27:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ungu has been running through crystal dimensions. As matter of fact this is a deep crystal tunnel. Deeply, fusioned with a thousands of his reflexions. Ungu keeps running thru, yet he doesn’t have a clue what stories would tell him forward. His violet body glowing out, these rays be permeated to every inch crystal wall. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=zamtheta.wordpress.com&amp;blog=940090&amp;post=5&amp;subd=zamtheta&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font face="Book Antiqua, serif"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Ungu has been running through crystal dimensions. As matter of fact this is a deep crystal tunnel. Deeply, fusioned with a thousands of his reflexions. Ungu keeps running thru, yet he doesn’t have a clue what stories would tell him forward. His violet body glowing out, these rays be permeated to every inch crystal wall. The tunnel be fraught with violet air, ungu flows like a stream. Crsytal wall shares it light, its more like drizzle light on stream. These composures snatched his soul. Apparently, he is not aware as immense violet ray started to vibrate a blue ring at his minimus. These rays take a part to his body, they became crystal. ‘what ! how its supposed to be happened, density of light became matter’ ungu astonished, while trying to pull out every crystals that trying consume himself.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span></font><font face="Book Antiqua, serif"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘shoot! What’s that? A-annother light!’ now, multiply enigma just started. Ungu had thought its just me by myself, the only one who’s thru this tunnel, yet there’s another light, a blue light. Ungu started flashing to approach that blue light.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span></p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘say!, im biru’ a blue-light reveals herself. Ungu cant conceal his exicted, both of them now throwing light upon each other. Crowded by super-enormous light. ‘ah, I wish time just stopped from now on’ ungu made a plea secretly. </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘wusssh!’ biru blew ungu with another light. Ungu wake up from his wish then manage to counter. They throwing light along their journey, now this tunnel became pipe-light crowded by a thousands paint of color, they ride on the wind of heaven. ‘time please be my sides made this eternal !’ another ungu’s secretly hope.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘ungu, looks at these fingers!’ biru show up her hand, ungu managed to take a looking thoroughly. As ungu became more closer to her, his light melting into biru light, they are combining their lights. They multiplied their color to be one, <span> </span>‘i-I cant breath, this denser mist!’ ungu trying step back to release himself from density air, but at this rate his soul insisted to combine his color into blue. In that case ungu inhale his long breath, its more like he will be dipping into sea. </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span></p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘ungu! Looks there’s violet ring at my minimus that’s the same as yours, red at my ring-finger, green for middle finger, yellow for index finger, and black for thumb’ biru smiled when she pays attention on her beautiful rings. </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘biru, I have the same as yours! But Blue-ring at my minimus’ ungu replied. ‘I love all of these’ biru yelled, ungu could see her enthusiastic, hope, and so on.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span></p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Suddenly, the blue-rings at ungu’s minimus vibrating strongly. Mist around him increasing it number. But he tried to conceal what just happened, time is running by now, ungu can feel it. Time is running…</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘ungu looks! There’s a divarication, what should we choose this one or that one?’ biru yelled. ‘if you have to make a choice between love n friendship, then what will you?’ biru break an atmosphere with her question. </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘I’ll be on love side, but in that case she doesn’t love me. I’ll be on friendship side for her’ ungu tried to convince himself. Now, both of them drowned into sea of silence, both of ‘em dipping into each owning-perception’s, they thought about themselves.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span></p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘biru tell me, how’d you felt ? did one of your fingers led you to the one of these divarication?’ ungu made a question. His hearts just crumpled, messy. Its more like he cant grab a worth thing on his palm then by that time his hand capsized at once time.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">There’s no need to say, he even can’t feel himself. Biru felt how messed this situation, as a chain-link-heart she even can’t feel herself. Silence has duplicated it body, more and more, misty air show ‘em their territory.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span></p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘ungu let’s thru a friendship, I believed friendship tunnel more light, and enjoyable. What you say?’ Biru made offered. ‘i-I don’t know it flurried me. As along of our journey we made crystal wall been sparkling. I have been convincing my self, my ring led me to love tunnel’ ungu replied.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Ungu turn back into his silence, alternately a blue-ring flicker between his ring-finger to his minimus. But its stop at his minimus for last. By that time ungu realized his intuive power has made a sign for this enigma, a reason why his blue-ring at his minimus, that all a divination for a friendship. </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span></p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘biru, I appreciated for all your resolution’ ungu managed to smile for this an unexpected situation. All memories summoned at once time up in the air. A misty air dominated remain no room for both of ‘em to breath. ‘This immense light has been created by our emotion as a result it’s became immense of crystal, now it has been taking a part to my body. That’s<span>  </span>yours! I brought your in myself, sigh’ ungu thought about this situation, still ungu has decided to thru this with smile, the only way that wont make it worse, besides he thinks It may be his last smile for her, the one worthy light in his life. When he yearns for her, he can see a blue lightly sky, instead. This’s the one of puzzle fragments from her, I wondered if I’d another fragments, I wish I had collected all of fragments, combined them into one big picture, to reveal chaotic mystery, his intuive power talks to him.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span> </span></span></font></p>
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		<title>SHADOWS of CRYSTAL WALLS</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2007 06:12:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ungu has been running through crystal dimensions. As matter of fact this is a deep crystal tunnel. Deeply, fusioned by a thousands of his reflexions. Though, Ungu keeps running thru thoroughly, shadows ran after shadows as this’s a  never end race of alternately. Every angles shows up his reflections remain no answer to solve an [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=zamtheta.wordpress.com&amp;blog=940090&amp;post=4&amp;subd=zamtheta&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Ungu has been running through crystal dimensions. As matter of fact this is a deep crystal tunnel. Deeply, fusioned by a thousands of his reflexions. Though, Ungu keeps running thru thoroughly, shadows ran after shadows as this’s a<span>  </span>never end race of alternately. Every angles shows up his reflections remain no answer to solve an ancient enigma about why he should keep passing on every single step in this crystal dimensions. </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span></span></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘Lemme out!’ ungu tails spin on his enormous emotions, as negative atmosphere summoned his past memories from graveyard. Plus, shadows of him mocked behind crystal walls. </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span></p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘Prakk’ ungu barely cant stand for this, he keeps punching all walls while he<span>  </span>passes thru. <span> </span>Wishing a thousands reflection has been vanished all for forever, instead vanished, its revived one by one. Looks like these nightmares never come to end. Ungu pursues his shadows with all shadows behind pursued him.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘Samsara’ a kind of repetition behaviors with emotion patern. </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Where sweetness of sugar resembles to positive emotion,</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Where bitterness of coffee resembles to negative emotion,</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span></p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘gimme a break! I’ll blow out this samsara in my head’ </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Ungu run after his shadows, by that time his shadows try running after him, like a wholeness onion skins, every layers are combined to one point make it as a matter.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘stop pursue this shadows’ emotion voices spelled in his heart.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘if ya stop right now ! definitely, you will never come to end of this tunnel’ logical voices spelled in his heart.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Ungu has been running without known for sure why he should running, and keeps wishing without known for sure why he should wish for something he never know’</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Trapped in his minds, clueless. <span> </span>At least, he decided to sit for a while to hear into his inner voices.<span>  </span></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">The something riot, two sides riot! Much than he thought before.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">His heart is fighting blame one to each other! For each perception.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Ungu came into his logic voices, then found out its right from this viewpoint.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Ungu came into his emotion voices, then found out its right from this viewpoint.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">There’s no opposite for an event, but all are oneness perception, a wholeness.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span></p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Where sweetness of sugar resembles to positive emotion,</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Where bitterness of coffe resembles to negative emotion,</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Instead looks upon crystall walls, try to knows patern behind walls. </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘I’ll fusion these opposite perceptions, lets see what the heck of happen by now!’</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Ungu try to solve this clueless questions.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span></p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Chaotic slowly reveal his true face, that’s an orderliness.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Now, the walls have been falling down. One by one crystal walls shattered into pieces from the end passed to where ungu has been standing up.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">One meter from ungu there is another ungu was formed by vanished crystal walls. A spitting image of himself, Both ungu have been being drown by silence, as they are not surprised by each other, as both of them are shadows. Illusions dimension has been disappearred, changed into gestalt dimensions. His thoughts teach him about reflection as a result ungu faces another ungu as it’s himself.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span> </span>‘who’s the shadows now!!’ said ungu while faced another ungu, wondered if </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">The thing in front of him has the same thought. </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘But, why? These composure atmospheres overwhelming, lingering around that shadow!?’ but, why the shadows has never been influenced by crystal walls while my self was suffered for walls tortures and ready revived for another torments?’</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span></p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘Gimme the answers!’ ungu screamed, But no one to ask, clueless as its flawless at once. No need for answered, there’s no space for question that running over orderliness, Everything has solved its own chaotic like it’s a solver itself.<span>  </span><span>  </span></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Silent hill, his five senses have been sealed, frozen, speechless in this gesltalt dimension. But intuition leds him to trust his heart in this blindness senses zone.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘im a shadow!’ ungu jump to conclusion. </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Ungu tried <span> </span>collecting all his wounds, the only way to regain his conciouness.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">No used at all. Instead, slowly but sure one by one his wounds are fading away.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">As everything never occurred, his past memories blurred at one times.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">‘this’s emptiness zones, I even couldn’t embrace my pains! A thing that I avoided, while I ran thru crystal tunnel. I’d become a shadow! What’s this? everything became the shadows all things and sensation melt into one, I’d merged into another shadow while im approaching them’ </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span></p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Ungu searching everything that he had, everything belongs to hims. But, since he is a shadow now, he’d to release them with all of sincerity pleased or not. </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Now, his five senses spechless, sealed. </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Shadow, shadow, shadow, shadow, shadow, shadow, shadow, shadow, shadow.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Senses dipped into sea of emptiness, senses was submissive in this zones, all five senses surrender, then fusion their powers became one sense trust heart to lead ‘em with its intuitive powers.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span></p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Only shadow could explain the meaning of illusion</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Only shadow could explain the meaning of realness</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Phoniex now grasped his one endless breath </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Float by great power in the sky</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Ride on the wind of universe consciousness</span><br />
<span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Phoenix</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span>  </span>came at an other side of the crystal walls with a bright smile</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">As matters of fact ungu still passing thru crystal tunnel, all his shadows pursued him by now, a dazzling point spreading lights in front of ungu, all shadows hide their presence behind ungu, At another side ungu saw phoniex with high speed lookin’ at him.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span></p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Disaat gerbang hati mentransedensi ruang dan waktu, </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Menahan putaran ruang dan waktu, </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Meleburkan semuanya ke dalam satu wadah yang tak terdeteksi indera. </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Kini, saatnya intuisi mengepakkan sayapnya, </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Menunjukkan kebebasannya, mengalir menuju lembah kesadaran, </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Akan hakekat yang satu, dimana chaos demi chaos terselesaikan, </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Dimana chaos demi chaos terkendalikan, </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Lembah Utopia yang kini sedang dituju oleh cahaya akal</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Indera-indera membisu karena sang operator telah beralih pada kemudi hati, </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Mungkin ini titik bifurkasi dari sistem yang tertutup, </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Vacuum nan senatiasa diluap-luapkan di waktu yang<br />
lima, </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Mensimulakrum dari alam bawah sadar, quantum telah terjadi, </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Turbulensi pemikiran, pemborosan energi, penipuan energi, telah sirna. </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Meninggalkan suatu stabilitas keteraturan tanpa memerlukan tanya dan jawab, </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Pemahaman akan makna di post-time dan post-place, </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">Terjadilah suatu pemahaman arti kehidupan, metamorfosa melalui intuisi.</span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua','serif';">The end </span></p>
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