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Bintun Nahl 1453 Mar 2015
Hinanya Kematian Mustafa Kemal Attatürk yang Dikenal sebagai ‘Bapak Modernisasi Turki’ dari perspektif Barat, dia sebenarnya adalah tokoh yang meng’sekuler’kan dan ‘membunuh’ syiar Islam di Turki. Siapa lagi jika bukan Mustafa Kemal Attatürk yang diberi gelar Al-Ghazi (orang yang memerangi). "Attatürk" berarti "Bapak Orang Turki". Attatürk adalah orang yang bertanggung jawab meruntuhkan Khilafah Islam Turki pada tahun 1924. H.S. Armstrong, salah seorang pembantu Attatürk dalam bukunya yang berjudul Al-Zi’bu Al-Aghbar atau Al-Hayah Al-Khasah Li Taghiyyah telah menulis: "Sesungguhnya Attatürk adalah keturunan Yahudi, nenek moyangnya adalah Yahudi yang pindah dari Spanyol ke pelabuhan Salonika". Golongan Yahudi ini dinamakan dengan Yahudi "Daunamah" yang terdiri dari 600 keluarga. Mereka mengaku beragama Islam hanya sebagai identitas, tetapi masih menganut agama Yahudi secara diam-diam. Ini diakui sendiri oleh bekas Presiden Israel, Yitzak Zifi, dalam bukunya Daunamah terbitan tahun 1957. Attatürk mengubah ucapan Assalamualaikum menjadi Marhaban Bikum (Selamat Datang), melarang menggunakan busana Islam dan sebaliknya mewajibkan memakai pakaian ala Barat. Dalam tempo beberapa tahun saja, dia berhasil menghapuskan perayaan Hari Raya Idul Fitri dan Hari Raya Idul Adha serta melarang kaum muslim menunaikan ibadah Haji, melarang poligami dan melegalkan perkawinan wanita muslim dengan non muslim. Dia membatalkan libur pada hari Jum'at, melarang adzan dalam bahasa Arab dan menggantinya dengan bahasa Turki. Tindakan yang dilakukan oleh Attatürk ini nyata sekali telah memisahkan budaya Turki dari akar agama Islam dan menghapuskan Islam sebagai agama resmi negara Turki. Attatürk berusaha keras untuk menghancurkan para penentangnya. Dia membakar majelis-majelis, menangkap para pimpinan majelis dan juga mengawasi para ulama. Attatürk pernah menegaskan bahwa “negara tidak akan maju kalau rakyatnya tidak cenderung kepada pakaian modern”. Dia menggalakkan minum arak secara terbuka, mengubah Al-Quran yang kemudian dicetak dalam bahasa Turki. Bahasa Turki sendiri diubah dengan membuang unsur-unsur Arab dan Parsi. Attatürk mengubah Masjid Besar Aya Sofia menjadi gereja dan setengahnya untuk musium, menutup masjid serta melarang shalat berjamaah, menghapuskan Kementerian Wakaf dan membiarkan anak-anak yatim dan fakir miskin. Dia membatalkan undang-undang waris, faraid secara Islam, menghapus penggunaan kalendar Islam dan mengganti huruf Arab ke dalam huruf Latin. Attatürk mengganggap dirinya tuhan sama seperti firaun. Ketika itu ada seorang prajurit ditanya “siapa tuhan dan di mana tuhan tinggal?” karena takut, prajurit tersebut menjawab "Kemal Attatürk adalah tuhan”, dia tersenyum dan bangga dengan jawaban yang diberikan. Saat-saat menjelang kematiannya, Allah mendatangkan kepadanya beberapa penyakit yang membuatnya tersiksa dan tak dapat menanggung azab yang Allah berikan di dunia, diantaranya penyakit kulit dimana dia merasakan gatal di sekujur tubuh. Dia juga menderita penyakit jantung dan darah tinggi. Kemudian rasa panas sepanjang hari, tidak pernah merasa sejuk sehingga pompa air dikerahkan untuk menyirami rumahnya selama 24 jam. Attatürk juga menyuruh para pembantunya untuk meletakkan kantong-kantong es di dalam selimut untuk membuatnya sejuk. Maha Suci Allah, walau telah berusaha keras, tidak ada yang dapat mereka lakukan untuk mengusir rasa panas itu. Oleh karena tidak tahan dengan panas yang dirasakan, dia menjerit sangat keras hingga seluruh istana mendengarnya. Karena tidak tahan mendengar jeritan, para pembantunya membawa Attatürk ke tengah lautan dan diletakkan dalam kapal dengan harapan beliau akan merasa sejuk. Maha Besar Allah, panasnya tak juga hilang!! Pada 26 September 1938, dia pingsan selama 48 jam disebabkan panas yang dirasakannya dan kemudian sadar tetapi dia hilang ingatan. Pada 9 November 1938, dia pingsan sekali lagi selama 36 jam dan akhirnya meninggal dunia. Ketika itu tidak ada yang mau mengurus jenazahnya sesuai syariat. Mayatnya diawetkan selama 9 hari 9 malam, sehingga adik perempuannya datang meminta ulama-ulama Turki untuk memandikan, mengkafankan dan menshalatkannya. Tidak cukup sampai disitu, Allah tunjukkan lagi azab ketika mayatnya akan dimakamkan. Sewaktu mayatnya hendak ditanam, tanah tidak menerimanya (tak dapat dibayangkan bagaimana jika tanah tidak menerimanya). Karena tidak diterima tanah, mayatnya diawetkan sekali lagi dan dimasukkan ke dalam musium yang diberi nama EtnaGrafi selama 15 tahun hingga tahun 1953. Setelah 15 tahun mayatnya hendak dikuburkan kembali, tapi Allah Maha Agung, bumi sekali lagi tak menerimanya. Sampai akhirnya mayat Attaturk dibawa ke satu bukit dan disimpan dalam celah-celah marmer seberat 44 ton. Lebih menyedihkan lagi, ulama-ulama yang sezaman dengan Attatürk mengatakan bahwa jangankan bumi Turki, seluruh bumi Allah ini tidak akan menerimanya. Naudzubillah.
Agung, Abang, Batur
sacred volcanoes
gateways to Gaia

standing silent
omnipresent
dawn’s light your only adornment

at your feet
paddy fields
emerald carpets
across which you stride
©Jacqueline Le Sueur 2010 All Rights Reserved

(Written whilst looking out of my window in rural Bali at a sight that greeted me every day)
Yulia Surya Dewi Mar 2018
Allah..
Allah adalah Tuhanku

Oh Allah..
Dzat Yang Maha Agung
Tiada Tuhan selain Allah
Kaulah Yang Maha Menciptakan
Kau ciptakan surga bagi orang yang beriman
Kau berikan rahmat kepada hamba-MU yang bersungguh-sungguh

Ya Allah!
Ya Tuhanku!
Hambamu bukanlah teroris
Hambamu hanya menyembah kepada-MU

Ya Allah!
Tuntunlah aku ke jalan yang benar
Ya Allah!
Dalam gelap kau bangkitkan aku yang putus asa

-Kediri, 22 Maret 2018-
Aaron LaLux Dec 2017
Melting under this Plastic World,
Mickey Mouse is a rat that ate the poison,
I feel this wave coming over me,
riding the tide like I'm Poseidon,

totally sick of this circus like Icarus,
flying dangerously close to The Sun,
I'm high in a high rise on syd in Sydney,
like Midas my God what have we done,

it's as if,
everything we touches turns to gold,
invested in,
IOTA last week this week it's up 10 fold,

BitCoin hit 15k,
here we go we're on our way,
bought in out of fear of getting left out,
like a cat in the rain,

feeling like a cannibal animal,
every dog has it's day,
working to the bone like a bog,
& we all want our $ at the end of the day,

when the work’s done,
everyone's gonna wanna get paid,
feeling mixed up in the middle,
half way between a master & a slave,

what a mess we’ve made,
& I’m not blaming any particular one,
I’m just saying collectively,
this feels like the eulogy of,

a civilization that's time has come,
& is almost done,
& yeah we might lose it all,
but at least we had some fun,

& oh what fun we’ve had,
but who'll be left to clean up this mess,
because all the cool kids have gone,
& you're the only one left,

like the morning after the party,
sunrises are never the same as sunsets,
had some fun times last night,
but this morning you're such a wreck,

sometimes only at crunch time do you find,
our failures disguised as accomplishments,

now who’s left behind to pay enough mind,
to clean up our post bliss mess,
not snotty nosed spoiled rotten rich kids,
who got gassed up on daddy’s cash,
they're crashed out at their pad now,
but we both knew they wouldn't last,

passed out on dad's couch,
can always tell the future from the past,

everyone’s,
acting like an ***,
jockeying in position,
for some corporate kick backs,

but if or when you get them,
they come along with a guilty conscience,
then tell me what good is that,
seems all these facts are just nonsense,

I mean really what good is this,
what good are all these words,
I guess these words are only worth,
whatever a words worth is really worth,

which at this point,
feels worth about as much as dirt,
but at least it's that good dirt,
that Mount Agung before it bursts,
that fertile volcanic soil,
that Mother Love from Mother Earth,

sure,

you might think you’ve got it figured out,
or at least you thought you did,
& now you see what’s coming now,
& the mess we’ve made of all this ****t,

the drama we did with no apologies,
no apologies nor compliments,
no honor for the Honor Rollers,
nor for our awkward accomplishments,

and all I want to know,
is where the Hell honest went,
'cause all these dollars & all this power,
at the end of the day amounts to zip,

zero,
no heroes,
& as it turns out,
all of our idols are weirdos,

how's we go,
from Einsteins to Weinsteins,
from talking out our feelings,
to just replying with “I'm fine.”,

from Greek Gods to Mickey Mouse,
from Orwell's Animal Farm to Animal House,
from Mozart's 'Requiem Lacrimosa',
to Baha Men's 'Who Let The Dogs Out',

how'd we get from then,
to where we are now,

& you only want to talk about the weather,
or anything else that doesn't matter,
instead of what's really on your mind,
& how it's all almost over,

talking about what's for lunch,
while the world floods & burns,
not trying to be too negative,
just trying to help you learn,

because I know you think I'm cool,
but really I feel hot as Hell,
is it just me or is it hot in here,
is it just me or does nothing feel real,

like a Barbie girl in a Barbie world,
all dolled up & wrapped in plastic,
like I'm at at Disneyland on acid,
only about an hour & a half in,
& already I'm having a bad trip,
stuck on a boat on a fake mountain,
it's a joke that they call it magic,
trying to slow as everything goes faster,

but I'm not at Disneyland,
I'm just in a high-rise on syd in Sydney,
looking at the man in the mirror like MJ,
thinking I don't know that man who is he?

MMelting under this Plastic World,
Mickey Mouse is a rat that ate the poison,
I feel this wave coming over me,
riding the tide like I'm Poseidon,
totally sick of this circus like Icarus,
flying dangerously close to The Sun,
I'm high in a high rise on syd in Sydney,
like Midas my God what have we done.

∆ LaLux ∆

from The Sydney Sessions
available for FREE worldwide 12/12/17
Aaron LaLux Dec 2017
Melting under this Plastic World,
Mickey Mouse is a rat that ate the poison,
I feel this wave coming over me,
riding the tide like I'm Poseidon,

totally sick of this circus like Icarus,
flying dangerously close to The Sun,
I'm high in a high rise on syd in Sydney,
like Midas my God what have we done,

it's as if,
everything we touches turns to gold,
invested in,
IOTA last week this week it's up 10 fold,

BitCoin hit 15k,
here we go we're on our way,
bought in out of fear of getting left out,
like a cat in the rain,

feeling like a cannibal animal,
every dog has it's day,
working to the bone like a bog,
& we all want our $ at the end of the day,

when the work’s done,
everyone's gonna wanna get paid,
feeling mixed up in the middle,
half way between a master & a slave,

what a mess we’ve made,
& I’m not blaming any particular one,
I’m just saying collectively,
this feels like the eulogy of,

a civilization that's time has come,
& is almost done,
& yeah we might lose it all,
but at least we had some fun,

& oh what fun we’ve had,
but who'll be left to clean up this mess,
because all the cool kids have gone,
& you're the only one left,

like the morning after the party,
sunrises are never the same as sunsets,
had some fun times last night,
but this morning you're such a wreck,

sometimes only at crunch time do you find,
our failures disguised as accomplishments,

now who’s left behind to pay enough mind,
to clean up our post bliss mess,
not snotty nosed spoiled rotten rich kids,
who got gassed up on daddy’s cash,
they're crashed out at their pad now,
but we both knew they wouldn't last,

passed out on dad's couch,
can always tell the future from the past,

everyone’s,
acting like an ***,
jockeying in position,
for some corporate kick backs,

but if or when you get them,
they come along with a guilty conscience,
then tell me what good is that,
seems all these facts are just nonsense,

I mean really what good is this,
what good are all these words,
I guess these words are only worth,
whatever a words worth is really worth,

which at this point,
feels worth about as much as dirt,
but at least it's that good dirt,
that Mount Agung before it bursts,
that fertile volcanic soil,
that Mother Love from Mother Earth,

sure,

you might think you’ve got it figured out,
or at least you thought you did,
& now you see what’s coming now,
& the mess we’ve made of all this ****t,

the drama we did with no apologies,
no apologies nor compliments,
no honor for the Honor Rollers,
nor for our awkward accomplishments,

and all I want to know,
is where the Hell honest went,
'cause all these dollars & all this power,
at the end of the day amounts to zip,

zero,
no heroes,
& as it turns out,
all of our idols are weirdos,

how's we go,
from Einsteins to Weinsteins,
from talking out our feelings,
to just replying with “I'm fine.”,

from Greek Gods to Mickey Mouse,
from Orwell's Animal Farm to Animal House,
from Mozart's 'Requiem Lacrimosa',
to Baha Men's 'Who Let The Dogs Out',

how'd we get from then,
to where we are now,

& you only want to talk about the weather,
or anything else that doesn't matter,
instead of what's really on your mind,
& how it's all almost over,

talking about what's for lunch,
while the world floods & burns,
not trying to be too negative,
just trying to help you learn,

because I know you think I'm cool,
but really I feel hot as Hell,
is it just me or is it hot in here,
is it just me or does nothing feel real,

like a Barbie girl in a Barbie world,
all dolled up & wrapped in plastic,
like I'm at at Disneyland on acid,
only about an hour & a half in,
& already I'm having a bad trip,
stuck on a boat on a fake mountain,
it's a joke that they call it magic,
trying to slow as everything goes faster,

but I'm not at Disneyland,
I'm just in a high-rise on syd in Sydney,
looking at the man in the mirror like MJ,
thinking I don't know that man who is he?

MMelting under this Plastic World,
Mickey Mouse is a rat that ate the poison,
I feel this wave coming over me,
riding the tide like I'm Poseidon,
totally sick of this circus like Icarus,
flying dangerously close to The Sun,
I'm high in a high rise on syd in Sydney,
like Midas my God what have we done.

∆ LaLux ∆

from The Sydney Sessions
available for FREE worldwide 12/12/17
Megitta Ignacia Sep 2019
bara tubuhku
satu nafas, tikaman di perut
tapi bukan dari luar
bukan dari luar

cairan menjelma jadi belati
satu tegukan ramuan rempah sakti
rimpang agung warisan bumi pertiwi
jemari kuning si mbok hadir membukti
hangat jamu kuning pekat nan wangi
meresap, dinding terkikis
rasanya jantung diri digenggam keji

kini terlepas dari ragaku
sebegini ampuhnya
hingga ia menyerah luruh
sewaktu-waktu berdalih biasa saja
itu hanya gumpalan darah biasa
tidak ada yamg mengambil jiwa secara paksa
maklumkanlah
tubuhnya saja belum terbentuk sempurna
itu hanya gumpalan darah biasa
240919 | 00:09AM, kecemasan yang itu-itu lagi, perkara kesiapan, lamunan imaginasi tentang ada atau tiadanya makhluk kecil di tubuh manusia. Para wanita umumnya tahu persis kecemasan bisa diselesaikan dengan pelancar datang bulan.
Ira Desmond Nov 2017
This Time-Lapse Video of
Disneyland Transforming for the
Holidays Is Truly Magical

The Deepest Fish Ever
Captured Is So Ugly I Want
to Throw It Back in the Sea

Sounds Like Ant-Man and
the Wasp May Have a Major
Impact on the Marvel Cinematic Universe

Watch Amputee Monkeys Control
Robotic Arms by
Changing Brains

The White House's Christmas
Decor Looks Straight Out
of a Horror Film

An Asteroid Will Pass
Near Earth Next Month But
No, You Don't Have to Worry

Hold Up, the New
Jumanji Movie Is
Actually... Good?

Over 75,000 Evacuated in
Bali as Mount Agung Spews
Gigantic Clouds of Ash

Your Dark Side Shrine Needs
This Burnt Darth
Vader Helmet Replica

The End Credits
Scene of Justice League Has
Been Bugging Me

— The End —