Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Story : note-to-self

Cerita pendek berikut adalah cerita pendek lainnya yang direncanakan sebagai materi GenMagz mendatang. Sang kreator mengindikasikan bahwa cerita di bawah merupakan intisari dari refleksi pikiran terdalamnya, dengan maksud yang disampaikan secara tersirat baik untuk dirinya sendiri ataupun orang lain.

Adapun detail teknis mengenai cerita berikut adalah sebagai berikut :

  • Judul : note-to-self
  • Pengarang : Zakaria S. Laksmana //Nivalyx

Dan, ya - dalam waktu dekat, kami juga berencana untuk merilis satu puisi tambahan yang juga berlaku sebagai komplementari proyek GenMagz. Selamat membaca!


Being able to embrace silence is a lovely godsend bestow.

Universe's ambience has been a loyal company long forgotten, silently morphing into a relic of our journey. Amidst the faint radiance striving from afar lies what has been imminently kept for uncounted millenias in the void.

On the other distant behalf of the universe, though, lies what known to us as 'humans'.

Our divine beings perhaps are too incorporeal for them to unravel, but here's one thing both of us understands - we and humans overlap each other in its practice. An overhanging part is what us are to their perception, and it's such a special honor for us to be treated that way.

Some of them, though, perceives you as a bounding frame instead of an important arpeggio of the universe's sacred sonata. Sorrow and mourn is a common trait which heaps to their web of thoughts upon the calling of your name - a true elocutionary opposite of how I've been welcomed so far.

Peel deep inside the heart of the universe and you'll find our great safeguard. A secret which stands firm along with the creation of the universe - struggling hard to keep the cosmos on its destined path. A masterplan that has been foretold and well-hid by the ancient beings - let's just consider this sophisticated grand scheme as 'entropy'.

See, the universe doesn't work that way. The supernatural enigma you possess soon will entrain people to your side. For humans and all living beings escaping this fate is futile. For every creation there's destruction. For every sweet dream there's nightmare. Even the brightest stars will soon perish into black dwarfs, leading this once-stelliferous universe to its inescapable asphyxial demise.

Fear of your presence is only for the ones who cast me aside in their blackest oblivion at some point and being unfortunate of my aides.

~ your lifelong partner, L


  1. I guess prolonged holiday does make you a tad bit philosophical, eh? This is a poignant little piece, and I'm wondering what might prompt you to write such a self-reflection. The last sentence is the strongest. My favorite, frankly.

    1. The fragments of philosophy have been (and have always been) encompassing my writings on my later present days. This holiday - however - has greatly elevated my mind's imagery into a more vivid, crystal-clear transcendental dimension thanks to someone I really admire out there.

      This very 'L' depicts an effigy of 'Life', in case you're still lost in a quest to unravel the big picture (which I highly doubt). What evoked me to write such musing is something that I prefer not to disclose in a public space, though - feel free to drop me a PM somewhere or a real-life chatter and I'll be more than happy to reveal my true aural intent.

      Still, my heartfelt thanks for your kind thoughts. Really. (: