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“Pangea may have been a united landmass, but its treacherous weather and extreme climates gave it a dangerous unpredictability. It wouldn’t have been a particularly safe or pleasant place to call home. But the very first dinosaurs had no choice. They entered a world still recovering from the terrible mass extinction at the end of the Permian, a land subject to the violent whims of storms and the blight of blistering temperatures. So did many other new types of plants and animals that were getting their start after the mass extinction cleared the planet. All of these newbies were thrust onto an evolutionary battlefield. It was far from certain that dinosaurs were going to emerge triumphant. After all, they were small and meek creatures, nowhere near the top of the food chain during their earliest years. They were hanging around with lots of other species of small-to-midsize reptiles, early mammals, and amphibians in the middle of the food pyramid, fearful of the crocodile-line archosaurs, who held the throne. Nothing was handed to the dinosaurs. They were going to have to earn it.”
Source: The Rise and Fall of the Dinosaurs: A New History of a Lost World
“Panggilan 'ayah' dari anak-anak, ketika si buruh pulang dari pekerjaannya, adalah ubat duka dari dampratan majikan di kantor. Suara 'ayah' dari anak-anak yang berdiri di pintu, itulah yang menyebabkan telinga menjadi tebal, walaupun gaji kecil. Suara 'ayah' dari anak-anak, itulah urat tunggang dan pucuk bulat bagi peripenghidupan manusia.”
Source: Cermin Penghidupan
“PANGKUR :
(Fragmentarium 20 Tikaman Sunyi)
1
Petir sumbang.
Langit menegang, pelat baja
dipalu dari sisi terdalamnya.
2
Hujan turun cairan asam:
mengikis mata
wajah tinggal topeng tanpa riwayat.
3
Dunia:
arca yang disembah oleh bayang-bayang sendiri.
Kesadaran:
batu yang tak lagi mengingat wujudnya.
4
Musim menggeram.
Setiap butir air menyimpan dendam yang tidak meminta ampun.
5
Manusia menelanjangi nama sendiri.
Makian.
Ancaman.
Pisau tersembunyi di sela sendi.
6
Belati membelah tanah.
Anak Adam melukail
tidak membunuh,
hanya memastikan yang lain
masih berdarah.
7
Kemanusiaan menjadi kabut:
ruh melayang,
mencari raga yang hilang.
8
Abu menyelimuti wajah.
Rambut kaku berdiri
kawat meregang luka.
9
Nyeri merayap ke dasar tengkorak,
seperti kawanan semut tersesat
di rongga telinga.
10
Genderang perang bertalu.
Langit menganga—
menelan semua gerhana.
11
Di tanah ini, mimpi mati terlebih dulu.
Merpati jatuh tertembak peluru
gagal mengirim pesan.
12
Hujan tidak bernyanyi.
Cuaca patah. Waktu terbelah.
Bumi mengerut menjadi bangkai
di paruh gagak.
13
Dubuk mencabik serpihan nama.
Sejarah runtuh sebelum sempat ditulis.
14
Duri menajamkan bulu mata.
Setiap helai rambut menghitung
hari kematian
dengan ketelitian seorang algojo.
15
Isak terperangkap, ruang tak
mengenal waktu.
Jerit menjadi kubur,
cat mengelupas di dinding bunker.
16
Manusia lelah mencari nama.
Nama lelah mencari manusia.
17
Peradaban tenggelam tanpa suara.
Jelaga menggambar kerangka kota
yang lupa asal-usulnya.
18
Siluet hantu melintas sunyi
dengan mata menyala,
bukan karena amarah—
hanya tak punya tempat
untuk kembali.
19
Mawar diinjak
tanpa ritual.
Tanpa pamit.
Tanpa air mata.
20
Sunyi pecah.
Waktu retak.
Detak berhenti
lalu diam, seperti kerikil
kehilangan gravitasi.
Desember 2025”
“PANGKUR: Tubuh yang Ditanggalkan Cuaca
Langit pecah.
Bumi menerima sisanya: mayat cuaca yang membeku di atas punggung manusia.
Air turun tanpa ampun—bukan hujan,
melainkan penderitaan yang kehilangan tempat berpijak.
Tubuh-tubuh tergeletak seperti huruf-huruf patah
yang tak sanggup lagi membentuk doa.
Di sela retakan tanah,
ada bisik yang mungkin hembusan terakhir napas Tuhan yang kelelahan,
atau hanya suara angin yang menolak membawa nama-nama kita.
Air melesat dari segala penjuru
seperti pemburu mengejar mangsa,
melumpuhkan harapan, ingatan,
kemanusiaan.
Ia turun sebagai fenomena, bukan pesan atau teguran:
sebagai kadar yang tak tertanggungkan.
Air mata membeku seperti tulang tua.
Jalan tenggelam dalam dendam.
Setiap langkah memantulkan gema
dari sesuatu yang lama mati,
tapi belum selesai dikuburkan:
hutan ingatan.
Rimbun cahaya bergulung
seperti batang kayu terpenggal
di bawah cahaya yang dingin.
Angka mengambang ratusan
jumlahnya
serupa wajah-wajah saling melewati
tanpa saling mengenal,
seolah mata mereka terbuat dari beling
yang baru saja diangkat dari perut api.
Ribuan gergaji jatuh di tanah.
Tak ada suara.
Hanya getarnya yang merayap di pori-pori bumi,
menyentuh dengkul manusia
yang tiba-tiba ingin runtuh.
Kata-kata saling menikam di layar kaca
tanpa niat, tanpa dendam pribadi.
Hanya refleks dari kelelahan yang terlalu tua,
terlalu lama menunggu belas kasihan
dari langit yang kini berlubang
sebesar telapak tangan raksasa.
Di mata kita, luka mengeras seperti kerak besi.
Di dada kita, sesak berkibar seperti bendera yang setengah ditelan lumpur.
Manusia berjalan seperti bangkai
yang belum selesai dikremasi,
menyisakan bau asin kemanusiaan
yang remuk.
Segala keegoisan berhamburan di jalan:
orang-orang saling mendahului, saling memotong napas,
berebut udara seakan oksigen hanya untuk satu dada.
Kedunguan merayap di ubun-ubun
seperti jamur hitam yang tumbuh pada bangkai pohon tumbang.
Ada bayi diangkat dari air—
suara tangisnya pendek, hampir mirip batuk rejan.
Ada ibu yang memeluk nama anaknya
tanpa bisa lagi menemukan tubuhnya.
Di kejauhan,
seekor anjing berdiri di atas atap rumah—
matanya merah, bukan karena marah,
tapi karena dunia telah menolak mengenangnya.
Mawar liar terhanyut di selokan:
keindahan yang diinjak tanpa sengaja, tanpa rasa.
Air melahap kelopaknya
secepat manusia melupakan peristiwa.
Bau bangkai menyelinap ke bulu mata.
Pekat lumpur bercampur asin keringat, menempel seperti dendam tua
yang tak pernah berhasil ditebus
oleh siapa pun.
Meraba denyut lirih
paru-paru bumi yang tersengal
seperti ingin berhenti bernapas.
Baru menyadari—
yang tenggelam bukan hanya tubuh,
melainkan sisa kesadaran yang dulu pernah menyebut dirinya manusia.
Desember 2025”
“Pangloss taught metaphysico-theologico-cosmo-codology. He could prove wonderfully that there is no effect without a cause and that, in this best of all possible worlds, His Lordship the Baron's castle was the most beautiful of castles and Madam the best of all baronesses.”
Source: Candide
“Pani, agua, water, it's all one.”
Source: Bulletproof Backbone: Injustice Not Allowed on My Watch
“Panic- and rage. That was all he knew as he shot down into the heart of the pit, spearing for that ancient darkness that had once shaken him to his very marrow.
Nesta was there- and Feyre.
It was the former her saw first, stumbling out of the dark, wide-eyed, her fear a tang that whetted his rage into something so sharp he could barely think, barely breathe-
She let out a small, animal sound- like some wounded stag- as she saw him. As he landed so hard his knees popped.
He said nothing as Nesta launched herself toward him, her dress filthy and dishevelled, her arms stretching for him. He opened his own for her, unable to stop his approach, his reaching-
She gripped his leathers instead. 'Feyre,' she rasped, pointing behind her with a free hand, shaking him solidly with the other. Strength- such untapped strength in that slim, beautiful body. 'Hybern.'
That was all he needed to hear. He drew his sword- then Rhys was arrowing for them, his power like a gods-damned volcanic eruption. Cassian charged ahead into the gloom, following the screaming-”
Source: A Court of Wings and Ruin
“Panic and terror aren't the only kinds of fear. There are deeper kinds, more terrible kinds. Apprehension and heavy, heavy dread.”
Source: The Traitor
“Panic at this magnitude can only happen, when one so busy in arrenging ( ) so that can live good sometime in future and actually forgot to live. Keeping one busy in postponing life.
And when the same one sees, that the life is ending b4 lived, which is a fact and not theory.
Find it out.....
See You on the Road...”
“Panic attacks are a lot like being drunk in some ways, you lose self-control. You cry for seemingly no reason. You deal with the hangover long into the next day.”
Source: A Quiet Kind of Thunder
“Panic bells, it's red alert
There's something here
From somewhere else
The war machine springs to life
Opens up one eager eye
Focusing it on the sky
Where 99 red balloons go by”
“Panic causes tunnel vision. Calm acceptance of danger allows us to more easily assess the situation and see the options.”
“Panic does not help, even if you are unable to answer. Try to ask questions to the interviewers as well and it should be impressive enough.”
“Panic in Wall Street, brokers feeling melancholy.”
“Panic is a horrible thing.”
“Panic is a sudden desertion of us, and a going over to the enemy of our imagination.”
“Panic is an incredibly catalyzing creative force. And almost out of sheer necessity, I found I had to talk about myself and my real life as it is effectively lived by me.”
“Panic is efficient. Panic is effective. Panic is the way I get things done! Panic attacks are my booster rockets!”
“Panic is highly contagious, especially in situations when nothing is known and everything is in flux.”
Source: The Dark Tower IV: Wizard and Glass
“Panic is more like protection from the danger, stuff when they don't go on plan it's a code on "how much humans we are"...”
“Panic is no way to approach this investing thing. You consistently have to make sure you stick to patience, your philosophy and principles at all times”
Source: Change and Power
“Panic is not an effective long-term organizing strategy.”
“Panic is our great enemy.”
Source: Melody Beattie 4 Title Bundle: Codependent No More and 3 Other Best Sellers by Melody Beattie: A collection of four Melody Beattie best sellers
“Panic is simply the void where knowledge should be. A prepared kitchen is a quiet kitchen.”
Source: Survive From the Pantry: How to Feed and Protect Your Family During Nuclear, Technological and Social Collapse Using What You Already Have
“Panic is the great access of creativity because that's the only way to get rid of your mind.”
“Panic is the sudden realization that everything around you is alive.”
“Panic leads to carelessness, and carelessness creates accidents.”
Source: Shiver
“Panic leads to disaster
– Reed Dalton”
Source: Mayday
“Panic pierced the minds of almost everyone present, logic was pummelled into the floor, and human decency was discarded like bait for the frightful fishes that flocked towards the submarine.”
Source: Lifemaker
“Panic plays no part in the training of a nurse.”
“Panic strikes me when I think about a sentence that isn’t given the chance to live because I don’t have a pen in my hand or am not sitting near enough to someone familiar to speak it to. Especially if it’s a particularly good sentence, a sentence with truth or beauty or humor or sadness to it. The best ones always take you by surprise. They sneak into your head while you’re walking down the aisles at a supermarket, or flat-out assault you when you’re at your grandmother’s funeral, and you have to scramble to give the thought life before it’s gone forever. Cocktail napkins, palms, text messages sent to yourself.”
Source: Somewhere Over the Sun
“Panic was the worst thing. When you panicked, you couldn't see possibilities. Then came despair.”
Source: White Oleander
“Panic, not the task, is the enemy.”
Source: Melody Beattie 4 Title Bundle: Codependent No More and 3 Other Best Sellers by Melody Beattie: A collection of four Melody Beattie best sellers
“Panic---a deep abiding, free-floating anxiety, often without any reason or logical basis.”
“Panic. You open your mouth. Open it so wide your jaws creak. You order your lungs to draw air, NOW, you need air, need it NOW. But your airways ignore you. They collapse, tighten, squeeze, and suddenly you're breaithing through a drinking straw. Your mouth closes and your lips purse and all you can manage is a croak. Your hands wriggle and shake. Somewhere a dam has cracked open and a flood of cold sweat spills, drenches your body. You want to scream. You would if you could. Cut you have to breathe to scream. Panic.”
Source: The Complete Khaled Hosseini: Digital box set
“Panic: A highly underrated capacity thanks to which individuals are able to indicate clearly that something is wrong. Given their head, most humans panic with great dignity and imagination. This can be called democratic expression or practical common sense.”
Source: The Doubter's Companion: A Dictionary of Aggressive Common Sense
“Panick the fear which fears you everytime.”
“Panicking never helps.”
Source: I'm A Little Brain Dead
“Panicky despair is an underrated element of writing.”
“Panics, in some cases, have their uses; they produce as much good as hurt. Their duration is always short; the mind soon grows through them and acquires a firmer habit than before. But their peculiar advantage is, that they are the touchstone of sincerity and hypocrisy, and bring things and men to light, which might have lain forever undiscovered.”
Source: The American Crisis
“Panisses, those chickpea fritters sold by vendors on every street corner, and served with harissa, tomatoes, or roasted halloumi, or grilled sardines; navettes, the little orange-flower biscuits Louis serves with coffee; fougasse, that crispy Provençal bread, enriched with olive oil and herbs; pieds paquets in spicy tomato sauce; olive tapenade with salt lemon confit.It feels good to learn, and Louis admits that I may have an aptitude. He has grown warmer towards me. The customers are happy. I am even allowed officially to handle the book of recipes.
Each one has a story. This tapenade is the first thing she made, when she was only eight years old, in her grandmother's kitchen. This is her mother's clafoutis, made with the fat yellow cherries from the tree at the back of the garden. And these pomponettes are what she made for the guests on her wedding day; scented with orange blossom and sprinkled with nuts and sugar. Orange is the scent of hope, she writes in hasty handwriting. A promise of something small and sweet. A vow, built from spun sugar and dreams, melting in the sunlight.”
Source: Vianne
“Pannenberg's conception of retroactive continuity ultimately means that history flows fundamentally from the future into the past, that the future is not basically a product of the past.”
“Pannenberg thematizes the latter as “prolepsis”: although the New Creation still lies in our future, or more correctly in the “future of our future,” the Easter event is already and normatively a manifestation in our time and history of what is the not-yet still-future eschatological-apocalyptic destiny for all the world.”
“Pannenberg understands God as Trinity to be at work in the world, both continually appearing in history as the “arrival” of the immediate future and as reaching back from the eschatological future to the Easter event in order to transform the world into the New Creation. In a breathtaking move, Pannenberg thematizes the latter as “prolepsis”: although the New Creation still lies in our future, or more correctly in the “future of our future,” the Easter event is already and normatively a manifestation in our time and history of what is the not-yet still-future eschatological-apocalyptic destiny for all the world.”
Source: Time in Eternity: Pannenberg, Physics, and Eschatology in Creative Mutual Interaction
“Panorama is the first word for landscape in Greek. It was about [how today] we see everything, we get to see everything, everything is shown to you whether you want it or not, but all of the time you only see fragments of reality. The big picture we really don't see; it's kind of hard to make it up.”
“Pans and other such objects are the very opposite of monuments. They don't commemorate revolutions or victories on the battlefield; don't allude to great contracts or those moments of upheaval that have an undeniably transformative effect on society. It's rarely possible to link them to one specific date, to say: 'From that day on, everything was different.' They belong not to the so-called big picture of history but instead to a realm that is far more intimate. Quiet, and overlooked. A realm that was long considered female--and, accordingly, insignificant.”
Source: A History of Women in 101 Objects
“Pansies in soft April rains Fill their stalks with honeyed sap Drawn from Earth's prolific lap.”
Source: The Poems
“Pansies, lilies, kingcups, daisies, Let them live upon their praises.”
Source: Complete Poetical Works
“Pansy rolled over and went to sleep, but Petunia stayed awake long after Olga left, and long after Oliver crawled out from under the bed, grabbed some sandwiches, and slipped out the door. She hoped that he was going to Galen and Rose's room, and she hoped, too that he hadn't known she was awake when he had leaned over and kissed her hair. She wanted to savor that touch forever.”
“Pansy," Murphy sneered. Thomas leered at her. "You make my stamen tingle when you talk like that, Sergeant.”
Source: Changes: A Novel of the Dresden Files