<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643</id><updated>2011-08-01T08:02:13.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chase</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-2797274756043263907</id><published>2011-07-13T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T04:49:51.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We shall overcome..</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ti5aP_nyNig" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall overcome, &lt;br /&gt;We shall overcome, &lt;br /&gt;We shall overcome, some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, deep in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I do believe&lt;br /&gt;We shall overcome, some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll walk hand in hand, &lt;br /&gt;We'll walk hand in hand, &lt;br /&gt;We'll walk hand in hand, some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, deep in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I do believe&lt;br /&gt;We shall overcome, some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall live in peace, &lt;br /&gt;We shall live in peace, &lt;br /&gt;We shall live in peace, some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, deep in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I do believe&lt;br /&gt;We shall overcome, some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not afraid, &lt;br /&gt;We are not afraid, &lt;br /&gt;We are not afraid, TODAY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, deep in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I do believe&lt;br /&gt;We shall overcome, some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole wide world around&lt;br /&gt;The whole wide world around&lt;br /&gt;The whole wide world around some day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, deep in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I do believe&lt;br /&gt;We shall overcome, some day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-2797274756043263907?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/2797274756043263907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/2797274756043263907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2011/07/httpwww.html' title='We shall overcome..'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Ti5aP_nyNig/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-8366718364818890442</id><published>2010-11-03T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T08:44:44.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tammat</title><content type='html'>janji tinggal janji&lt;br /&gt;bermain-main tak berhati&lt;br /&gt;yang susah tak berhenti&lt;br /&gt;menanti punah kemudian hari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiwa parah hati meratah&lt;br /&gt;meninggal sudah rasa gelisah&lt;br /&gt;kacau bilau suasana mentah&lt;br /&gt;akhir sudah suatu kisah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-8366718364818890442?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/8366718364818890442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/8366718364818890442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2010/11/senyuman-yang-manis-bermadu.html' title='tammat'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-795933396569440947</id><published>2010-10-19T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T08:19:04.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mati (ii)</title><content type='html'>mungkin esok atau lusa&lt;br /&gt;harapkan kasih sayang yang gemilang&lt;br /&gt;mesranya didakap kenangan pertama&lt;br /&gt;kembalinya seloka tika kedambaan wajah dimuka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;datang aku malam ini dari tanah yang berkunang-kunang&lt;br /&gt;langit berwajah seribu,ahh mengapa tak pernah tenang&lt;br /&gt;ada tangisan mendalam atas kedambaan hari-hari berlinang&lt;br /&gt;kau terus-terusan mencari kemungkinan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luluh kegembiraan dibalik kaca&lt;br /&gt;hijaunya langit dalam persendaan lagu kenangan&lt;br /&gt;aku disini menantinya kucup bebasnya hati&lt;br /&gt;kau terus mencari&lt;br /&gt;antara budi dan mimpi&lt;br /&gt;antara hati dan mati&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-795933396569440947?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/795933396569440947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/795933396569440947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2010/10/mati.html' title='mati (ii)'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-484386639206301926</id><published>2010-10-03T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T08:18:30.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mati</title><content type='html'>timbul matahari dan paras kekasih dihiasi&lt;br /&gt;satu kali bercinta haram tak jadi&lt;br /&gt;timbul matahari dan paras bonda digenangi&lt;br /&gt;satu laki melangkah berpantang mati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tumbuh bunga dan cinta sebentar belaka&lt;br /&gt;seribu manusia bercinta hanya pura-pura&lt;br /&gt;tumbuh bunga dan cita asing semata&lt;br /&gt;seribu manusia lain-lain hari lahirnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;timbul matahari dan bunga pada gugur&lt;br /&gt;tumbuh cita dan langkah yang luhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;demikian adik,yang bercinta haram tak jadi&lt;br /&gt;itu hanya ujian pertama sebelum mati.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-484386639206301926?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/484386639206301926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/484386639206301926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2010/10/kepada-seorang-gadis.html' title='mati'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-5258814746958034129</id><published>2010-09-14T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T11:50:52.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>speechless</title><content type='html'>"I Don't Wish to be Everything to everyone,&lt;br /&gt;but I Would like to be Something to Someone"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-5258814746958034129?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/5258814746958034129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/5258814746958034129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2010/09/wish.html' title='speechless'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-7346711082796250179</id><published>2010-09-03T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T08:46:24.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>buruan penghidupan</title><content type='html'>zaman akhir tiba kini&lt;br /&gt;suara manusia papa korban pemburuan&lt;br /&gt;humban sana humban sini&lt;br /&gt;maki hamun,caci maki,jadi lali.&lt;br /&gt;diheret,dijerut tak bertali&lt;br /&gt;menurut segala bukan kehendak&lt;br /&gt;hati berontak turut bersorak&lt;br /&gt;serupa budak kalah bertandak&lt;br /&gt;berkinja harapan menggegar segala&lt;br /&gt;kuasa penindas insan.&lt;br /&gt;namun penghidupan belum bertukar&lt;br /&gt;merubah rupa zaman berzaman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-7346711082796250179?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/7346711082796250179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/7346711082796250179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2010/09/hunt.html' title='buruan penghidupan'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-4368471037554161076</id><published>2010-08-29T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T08:46:48.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lena</title><content type='html'>hidup,selesa,stabil,berputar&lt;br /&gt;khayal,tiada tenang,balik pada asal&lt;br /&gt;mana lubang keluar?&lt;br /&gt;terkurung jiwa&lt;br /&gt;di penjara selesa&lt;br /&gt;Dangkal erti hidup,&lt;br /&gt;takut susah,penat&lt;br /&gt;mengeluh,gagal&lt;br /&gt;perlahan-lahan&lt;br /&gt;mengira sisa hayat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-4368471037554161076?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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type='html'>cakap tak nak dengar,&lt;br /&gt;dengar tak faham,&lt;br /&gt;tak faham tak tanya,&lt;br /&gt;tanya tak buat.&lt;br /&gt;buat pula buat salah,&lt;br /&gt;salah tak mengaku,&lt;br /&gt;mengaku tak ubah,&lt;br /&gt;ubah tak puas hati,&lt;br /&gt;tak puas hati tak cakap?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-3978190840336647124?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/3978190840336647124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/3978190840336647124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2010/08/puisi-sang-pujangga-menyingga.html' title='&quot;puisi sang pujangga menyingga&quot;'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-5106350616751167011</id><published>2010-08-22T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T02:52:52.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>choices,voices</title><content type='html'>agama dijadikan alasan untuk membenci&lt;br /&gt;isu yang tak pernah kontang berlarutan,&lt;br /&gt;antara yang terima dan tidak&lt;br /&gt;antara yang sama dan tak sama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gay lesbian transeksual bisexual homoseksual &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ia bukan wabak yang berjangkit&lt;br /&gt;ia hanya perlu difahami&lt;br /&gt;ia mengenai pilihan sendiri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-5106350616751167011?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/5106350616751167011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/5106350616751167011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2010/08/choicesvoices.html' title='choices,voices'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-2870954522358554970</id><published>2010-05-25T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T10:01:09.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>these hills have eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YvRVVItDsto/S_wCP5kdxEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mPVg3JvvSHA/s1600/bea.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YvRVVItDsto/S_wCP5kdxEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mPVg3JvvSHA/s320/bea.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475253719150740546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of prophets and masses in fear of the truth a creation created in death and decay sends chills through us forced to bow down to ignore nothing more nothing less and i am scared in often blank thoughts of what's real what is beyond comprehension&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-2870954522358554970?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/2870954522358554970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/2870954522358554970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2010/05/these-hills-have-eyes.html' title='these hills have eyes'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YvRVVItDsto/S_wCP5kdxEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mPVg3JvvSHA/s72-c/bea.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-8992537354755009452</id><published>2010-01-28T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T10:57:24.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vuur..</title><content type='html'>"the world is a &lt;br /&gt;dangerous place &lt;br /&gt;not because of those &lt;br /&gt;who do evil&lt;br /&gt;but because of those&lt;br /&gt;who look on &lt;br /&gt;and do nothing". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.Einstein&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-8992537354755009452?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/8992537354755009452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/8992537354755009452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2010/01/vuur.html' title='vuur..'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-3079189253833153779</id><published>2009-09-29T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T23:10:42.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>balance?</title><content type='html'>"aku percaya bahawa kehidupan harus menjaga keseimbangan.&lt;br /&gt;tiada kenikmatan tanpa kesakitan,tiada kebaikan tanpa kejahatan.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-3079189253833153779?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/3079189253833153779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/3079189253833153779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2009/09/balance.html' title='balance?'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-1935683580715163578</id><published>2009-09-08T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T04:00:57.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>r'evol'ution</title><content type='html'>Jika benar cinta itu sesebuah nikmat yang agung dan berkesan mengubati hati setiap yang kosong,mengapa kita tidak terus bergantung pada-nya terus terusan?menikmati dan merasai nikmat-nya cinta tanpa ada batas atau ketakutan,tanpa perlu bersusah payah untuk mendapatkan-nya,dan tak perlu teragak-agak membuat keputusan...ya mungkin nanti dikira cinta tidak istimewa pula,tiada pengorbanan kata-nya,tiada usaha untuk sampai kesitu atau suatu tahap yang sepatut-nya.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi apa yang sepatutnya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap orang punya cara yang berbeza untuk mendalami atau rasai nikmat-nya cinta itu dan tidak perlulah terburu-buru atau terinpirasi dari kisah cinta agung atau sketsa semasa mahupun karangan sebuah novel.&lt;br /&gt;Bagi aku cinta yang kukuh dan sekata datangnya dari dalam diri,keikhlasan yang ikhlas tanpa perlu dipaksa atau dibuat-buat.&lt;br /&gt;Ianya datang spontan dan kita akan terasa auranya jika kita betul-betul dekati dengannya.&lt;br /&gt;Tak perlu dirancang,umpama kita sedang lapar atau haus dan ianya akan makan dengan sendirinya.&lt;br /&gt;Tak pernah puas untuk menikmati makanan,semua rasa setiap ramuan mahu dirasa.&lt;br /&gt;Begitu juga-lah cinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terlalu banyak orang cuba memberi erti dan makna apa itu cinta.&lt;br /&gt;Ada yang tidak suka selalu menyebut-nya suatu tanggungjawab: mungkin kerana terlalu memberi sepenuh perhatian dan bertumpu pada cinta sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;Bagi mereka yang bermain dengan-nya suka menyebut-nya sebuah permainan: yelah umpama kita bermain permainan video,kerana main-main dan tidak bermain dengan betul lalu bosan.&lt;br /&gt;Dan mereka yang tidak memilikinya,menyebut-nya sebuah impian: dan memasang angan-angan."alangkah baik-nya aku dapat dia,kahwin,dapat anak,ada kereta,rumah besar,duit banyak".Berfantasi.&lt;br /&gt;Tidak pula bagi yang sedang bercinta,ianya dianggap takdir: Semua ini adalah ketentuan tuhan,tuhan memberikan aku seseorang dalam hidupku,aku bahgia sekarang,tamat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terlalu banyak,banyak makna yang dapat diterjemah-kan mengenai cinta,sampai aku sendiri pun kadang-kadang keliru dengan apa yang jadi.&lt;br /&gt;Bagi aku,semua-nya punyai peringkat-peringkat yang harus diharungi,sejauh mana kita berfikir,sejauh mana kita hadapi,sejauh mana kita selesai-kan,semua terletak ditangan kita sendiri,kita yang memilih untuk jadi apa yang ingin dijadi.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi kita percaya dengan pilihan kita,dan semua-nya adalah mudah dan tidak rumit,kalau kita hadapi,berfikir bersama-sama.&lt;br /&gt;ketentuan adalah milik kita,milik kita semua dan bukan ikut tudingan orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tionu'love'r.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-1935683580715163578?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/1935683580715163578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/1935683580715163578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2009/09/revolution.html' title='r&apos;evol&apos;ution'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-3396430694708668323</id><published>2009-08-10T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T06:14:58.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>human being.</title><content type='html'>"lahir-nya telanjang,mati-nya harus telanjang juga"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-3396430694708668323?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/3396430694708668323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/3396430694708668323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-be-continued.html' title='human being.'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-4215231374929080392</id><published>2009-06-29T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T08:34:57.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>amend me.</title><content type='html'>"kita lahir didunia bukan untuk merubah dunia,&lt;br /&gt;tetapi merubah diri sendiri".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-4215231374929080392?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/4215231374929080392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/4215231374929080392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2009/06/amendment.html' title='amend me.'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-641941806734981216</id><published>2009-06-18T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T05:46:32.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reason</title><content type='html'>if words are not to be spoken&lt;br /&gt;it would be written&lt;br /&gt;and every word and sentence&lt;br /&gt;has it's reasoning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retaliate shall we?&lt;br /&gt;for theres no reason not to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-641941806734981216?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/641941806734981216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/641941806734981216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2009/06/reason.html' title='reason'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-6382704120368387073</id><published>2009-06-12T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T13:58:15.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is punkrock!</title><content type='html'>“Sekiranya anda datang dari lurah yang dalam dan &lt;br /&gt;bercita-cita menakluki puncak yang tinggi, &lt;br /&gt;itu bukan satu impian. Selagi anda berpegang &lt;br /&gt;teguh kepada visi dan memiliki matlamat yang jelas, &lt;br /&gt;anda komited untuk meneruskan perjalanan, &lt;br /&gt;berkemungkinan besar anda tetap akan berjaya. &lt;br /&gt;Kalau pun tidak dapat mencapai puncak anda sebenarnya&lt;br /&gt;semakin hampir kepadanya.Itu adalah kemajuan dan lebih&lt;br /&gt;baik dari berdiam diri”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-di petik dari fanzine PINOCCHIO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-6382704120368387073?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/6382704120368387073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/6382704120368387073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2009/06/punkrock.html' title='this is punkrock!'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-1538151762135679542</id><published>2009-06-06T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T02:56:46.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>+killed by rajasinga+</title><content type='html'>hidup untuk hari ini&lt;br /&gt;bukan untuk esok,&lt;br /&gt;atau kelmarin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berhenti menangisi sejarah&lt;br /&gt;lakukan sesuatu hari ini!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merasa gagal?lalu sedih abadi?&lt;br /&gt;mati ajalah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menyesali hidup sendiri busuk dihati belatung di diri menumpukkan,&lt;br /&gt;nafsu!murka!marah!iri! dengki!! aaaaaarrrrrggghhh..sial!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-1538151762135679542?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/1538151762135679542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/1538151762135679542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2009/06/killed-by-rajasinga.html' title='+killed by rajasinga+'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-9175885726260873929</id><published>2009-06-06T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T02:36:05.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>karat</title><content type='html'>Bergerak-bergerak,sampai bila nak membatu,&lt;br /&gt;jadi kayu,jadi tiang,jadi tunggul..&lt;br /&gt;nak tunggu sampai membusut?&lt;br /&gt;sampai anai-anai  buat rumah?&lt;br /&gt;sampai anai-anai jadi kelkatu,dah banyak terbang kacau orang ? &lt;br /&gt;pergi jahanam dengan sakit yang kau dapat,&lt;br /&gt;siapa suruh buat sakit,dah ada yang elok,kau sakit-sakitkan, &lt;br /&gt;kau tak junjung atas kepala kau,sibuk rungut,sibuk bising ,&lt;br /&gt;sibuk marah,sampai semua orang pun dah tak nak sibuk pasal kau,&lt;br /&gt;bukannya dapat apa,duit pun takde,apa lagi harta...............&lt;br /&gt;duduklah dengan benda karat kau sorang-sorang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-9175885726260873929?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/9175885726260873929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/9175885726260873929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2009/06/karat.html' title='karat'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-6469595871781318816</id><published>2009-05-23T01:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T03:00:55.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...for the sake of friendship...</title><content type='html'>selang beberapa minggu yang lepas,akhirnya aku luahkan segala rasa yang terpendam dalam hati,suka duka aku selama 19 tahun aku mengenal erti berkawan,baru saja beberapa jam yang dulu aku keluar-kan semua,bukan demi aku,tapi demi semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selama ini aku tak tahu bagaimana ingin mula dan sudah-kannya,akhir-nya aku luah-kan apa yang sepatutnya aku cakap.aku gembira dia,semua masih lagi mahu berkawan bersama,dan cuba faham kembali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;kawan&lt;/span&gt;,aku tunggu kau di penghujung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-sake-of-friendship.html' title='...for the sake of friendship...'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YvRVVItDsto/Sio94LuIeuI/AAAAAAAAACg/tZyqJq8ibPc/s72-c/P1030148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-4410654674789913074</id><published>2009-05-23T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:36:19.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I blame me… I blame me for my faults.</title><content type='html'>"ya mungkin kadang-kadang kita selalu terasa yang diri kita ni betul dan apa yang kita buat itu betul,dan selalu mencari kesalahan orang lain dan konon-nya ingin membetulkan keadaan..tapi fikir-kan balik,tak semua yang betul itu betul-betul betul..jadi salah-kan diri sendiri dulu sebelum kita salah-kan atau mencari kesalahan diri orang lain,mungkin agak susah bagi kita nak salah-kan diri sendiri,tapi ianya lebih senang untuk semua orang."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-4410654674789913074?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/4410654674789913074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/4410654674789913074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-blame-me-i-blame-me-for-my-faults.html' title='I blame me… I blame me for my faults.'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4053517842517219643.post-7390990442764088238</id><published>2009-04-14T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T00:02:14.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mula</title><content type='html'>Sekarang telah bermula hari baru , dan aku terpaksa sekali lagi memulakan sesuatu yang baru. Satu lagi permulaan baru dan pengakhiran yang baru. Mencari sinar baru dan mengungkap satu perdekatan baru. Bagaimana harus dimulakan? Di tengah malam yang dingin ini aku cuba mencorakkan sesuatu yang baru.Berfikir mengenai diri sendiri dan kehidupan. Apakah yang terjadi pada pagi,tengahari dan malam nanti? Adakah sesuatu di luar dugaan ataupun impian semalam akan tercapai pada hari ini. Semuanya masih tak pasti dan  berlegar-legar di kepala aku yang sudah kusut ini. Apa yang perlu aku lakukan? Adakah berdiam diri sahaja? Melihat apa yang berlaku didepan mata sendiri?kaku… kaku seperti batu, keras dan tidak bernyawa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entahlah…terlalu sukar untuk aku bayangkan. Sekilas pandang nampak tidak ada apa-apa, namun kebenarannya adalah nyata dan ianya benar berlaku. Jika aku kenangkan mengenai semalam ianya nampak seperti biasa, seperti tiada apa-apa yang menarik. Adakah sinar bukan milikku? Ataupun aku sekadar terlalu mengharap sangat sinar itu akan muncul? Dan jika ianya tidak muncul,lalu aku mengeluh? Detik-detik lalu seringkali ku imbas untuk jadikan iktibar, mencanang sesuatu yang baik dan baik lagi,lebih hebat dari sebelum-sebelumnya. Atau..adakah ianya  akan menemui kebinasaan. Kebinasaan yang menenggelamkan impian dan harapan? Apakah yang boleh aku lakukan? Hanya pasrah, pasrah dengan takdir,menunggu sesuatu yang datang menyembah didepan mata sendiri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakikatnya  kita perlu berusaha, bertindak untuk sesuatu. Jangan mengharap balasan atau ikhsan, meneruskan perjalanan dan mencapai sesuatu yang di impikan,dari hanya berdiam diri dan tidak berbuat apa-apa.Teruskan langkahmu untuk mencapai visi itu…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4053517842517219643-7390990442764088238?l=sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/7390990442764088238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4053517842517219643/posts/default/7390990442764088238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimesblueberriesarered.blogspot.com/2009/04/mula.html' title='mula'/><author><name>jake schram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11557240796111126752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmHZykNuyQI/TgNa8IrUaGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vayv9-yKvuc/s220/ffd4cb4a66fa414c8a360cd3b827a609_7.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
