February 23, 2006

I know who I was this morning,

... but I think I must have changed several times since then

"Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?"

"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat.

"I don't much care where" said Alice.

"Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the Cat.

"... long as I get somewhere," Alice added as an explanation.

"Oh, you're sure to do that," said the Cat ... "if you only walk long enough."

it's Lewis Carroll, of course.
new pics:

February 15, 2006

A trai inseamna sa faci compromisuri. Orice om care nu moare de foame e suspect.

Growing up, playing hard, looking at the future
Being loud, living fast, keep your eyes on me
Standing still, standing tall, brother be my shelter
Diving deep, jumping high, loosing energy
Loving less, keeping cool, learn your exercises
Serving chilled, being killed, be the one who's blamed?

Feeling lost, talking much, living in the background
Saving lives, loosing games, time to feel ashamed
Slipping round, 'walking wounded, hiding my revolver
Don't regret, be upset, make your life complete
Feeling high, passing by, don't know what I'm doing
Calling God
, being taught, try to stop the greed

Living wild, loving free, laughing at the weather
Heaven comes, heaven goes, solid as a rock
Nothing seems left for me need a different measure
Count me in, count me out, will this ever stop?

Tongue is tied, talk is loose, secret understanding
Making rules, breaking fools, survival is the game
Time is now
, got no use for begging and demanding

No one wins, no one looses, no one is to blame.....

blame, by sono
pic by elena getzieh
last two titles by cioran (romanian philosopher... ah, nevermind!)
Wednesday February 15, 2006 - 08:26pm (EET)

February 07, 2006

Falling For A Simpleton

Remember that heart-breaking video when you watched and pained for these little green aliens running around NY just tryin’ to say ‘hi’ to people?

boy, did I identified with the poor little sad aliens. Nobody really listened to what they had to say… nobody noticed ... so everybody missed out on such an incredible experience… not that what I have to say makes for an incredible experience… but, nevertheless… I can be quite entertaining sometimes, and I am right most of the times… maybe I'm not reaching for common ground all the time...

But not the poor green little aliens…noooo! They had it all worked out! They came all this way down to Earth and had already made their little English-carton-notes hailing the Americans… well. poor-decision-making on that planet, that’s for sure! Had they went to China, for instance, everyone else being small, people would’ve taken notice, right?!?

Such a sad, sad story… good reason to keep my already overly depressed soul away from it.


it’s that time in my life when I move on. And from the second I asked myself “who did this?”, I knew there’s no going back…

*lift me up*

“I like it”,

“ love should”

“where you end”

Obsessive, terribly obsessive music, that lift me up... Not too happy about it being political… but the little guy is quite interested in the staff… oh, well! He’s a man! (ergo: imperfect) needs toys to play with. Being a vegetarian, there’s little blood to be involved with… I’m sorry, but his hopeless tirades sure remind me of his little “maliens…” Nobody’s interested in just saying “hi”, Moby! people are not that nice..most of the time.

and the man behind the music?so amazingly gentle, fragile, and soft-spoken, and yet opinionated, and headstrong at the same time. So insecure, and yet such a show-off.

And he knows so many words I’ve never even heard of… and I’ve seen the movies, and I listened to the lyrics ;-) he must be reading (ah!) books (do they still do that in the big-bad-world?)

And he’s so terribly nice. I've never read so many “thank you’s” in my life!


Moby has his own BLOG. Fascinating stuff … if you care about American politics. And some other things. http://www.moby.com/journal

And some GREAT pictures! Such a weird point of view… go figure!

I’m doing this in english, so it doesn’t feel like I’m talking behind his back…even though he is actually never going to read it. Oh, well.

I’ve been obsessively listening to this ‘lift me up’ thing… can’t really call it a song, can I? this little guy used to piss me off…now I find him fascinating… I must be evolving, or something.

February 04, 2006

One Out of Two

With toil, Zeus devised a plan.

"In my opinion," He said, "I have the means to both let the humans continue to be, as well as put an end to their 'unpruned' state, by making them weak.

"I slice each of them in two, and thus they will be weak, but at the same time more useful to us through being a greater number.

After that, with their natures hewn in two, each one missed the union with its other half.

So they each seek their other.

…Asadar, din acest indepartat trecut exista exista dragostea innascuta a oamenilor unul pentru altul, dragostea care ne aduce inapoi la starea noastra dintai, ingaduindu-ne ca, din doi, sa redevenim iarsai unul, si aducandu-I astfel fiirii omenesti tamaduire.

Cand norocul scoate in cale cuiva […] propria sa jumatate, el este cuprins de un avant nespus de inrudire si de dragoste, iar el si perechea nu mai vor sa traiasca despartiti nici macar o clipa.

Asemenea oameni isi petrec asadar intreaga viata impreuna, desi n-ar fi in stare sa spuna ce anume asteapta unul de la celalalt.

Iar dragostea nu este altceva decat un nume pentru dorinta noastra de a fi din nou intregi... cum am spus ca eram dintru inceput.

We were one until our injustice brought dispersion from the gods.

"Hen Ek Duoin": One Out of Two, Aristophanes' Speech from Plato's Symposium

traducerea romaneasca dintr-o carte veche... foarte tare in felul ei

two of cups by Russian Tarot of St Petersburg