Wednesday, September 27, 2006

I come unseen...I shall be your eyes

Si ca veni vorba de jocuri, am pofta de un Warcraft, iar aici am gasit un ghid de strategie excelent...pentru incepatori, ca mine.

http://www.gamefaqs.com/

Sommet francofon ...

Si bineinteles a venit si faimosul "sommet" al francofoniei. Francezi nu am vazut ( pacat, imi mai extesam si eu franceza cea ruginita), dar in schimb am dat de un politist care mi-a cerut buletinul la prima ora...in drum spre serviciu.

Cred ca nu i-a placut poza mea. Ce-i drept, nici eu nu ma dau in vant dupa ea. Bine ca nu s-a uitat si pe spate sa vada ca lipseste viza de flotant si sa ma ia drept terorist Al-Quaeda in tranzit pe langa Casa Poporului (...ca dupa 16 ani de democratie tot nu ne-am invatat sa o numim Palatul Parlamentului).

Astept cu interes derularea evenimentelor ( si a traficului bucurestean).

Un teatru, un film ceva? Nu prea cred. Am de munca. Si ce m-as juca astazi...

Monday, September 25, 2006

Linkin Park - In the End

Another one of my personal favourites...maybe you are not here to listen to music, but take a second and meditate upon the truth of these words :

" All I know
time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It’s so unreal
Didn’t look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on / but didn’t even know
Wasted it all just to
Watch you go
I kept everything inside and even though I tried / it all fell apart
What it meant to me / will eventually / be a memory / of a time when I tried
so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter."



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Evanescence- My Immortal

Some of my favourite songs to remind of what is not anymore...
...why do the memories of sounds come back so easily, even when everyting else has long ago vanished into obliviousness?



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Monday, September 18, 2006

Candle in the dark

Not taken by me, yet very good picture ;)

Dying more

In the thin air I can see traces of yesterday falling apart

somewhere distant all the tomorrows are trying to be born
like specks of sand

meanwhile in this street linden flowers
rain down on my shoulders
someone else’s romantic dream from long ago gets shape
under the moonlit sky

I am absent in myself today.
- just die some more.