Early Poems

I am with the roots
of flowers
entwined, entombed
sending up my passionate blossoms
as a flight of rockets
and argument;
wine churls my throat,
above me
feet walk upon my brain, monkies fall from the sky
clutching photographs
of the planets,
but i seek only music
and the leisure
of my pain


Charles Bukowski

well this is where it all begins

morala: cum sa strici  o piesa faina cu mamele tuturor cliseelor

liste episodul 1

liste

seara la sapte stuff :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VZEysT2JZr0

sambata la birou
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0K4J90s1A2M

anytime but not to often
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0zzvfUDMfHc

cam des
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F_rEHfLgdcY

ce cauta asta la mine
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UkW09zHPzm8&list=PLhsuseeTF0gCmwAL3iCWS77gtq3cCchCU

nice
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5cR7vCL9eBI&list=PL22548717110C9AC5

dum dum
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vJI5yfW4efE

the vaccines

nu imi dau seama care imi place mai mult asta , sau `bad mood` sau `whetsuits` de la ei,

nordic something

in traducere din finlandeza, tipa spune ceva de genul :


I have grown to the stone
in the walls of this cell
Clouds behind the bars, on their way home

I'm a smoked cigarette
frayed covering
And if I someday get out of here, do you still know me?

If I would have a heart, I would miss you
I rip it out because I know, it doesn't need me
If I would have a heart, I would scream out for you
If I would have a heart, I would die here

I have grown to discipline
Changed my name to a number
Behind that sky another
Days decay

I am a chair of a canteen
Broken end of an eaves
Eyes are bleading of emptyness
Do you hear anymore?

If I would have a heart, I would miss you
I rip it out because I know, it doesn't need me
If I would have a heart, I would scream out for you
If I would have a heart, I would die here

If I would have a heart, I would miss you
I rip it out because I know, it doesn't need me
If I would have a heart, I would scream out for you
If I would have a heart, I would die here

quote yourself

citate din ultimele 2 saptamani:

`Faceti si voi niste fatade gen Escher asa. Noi: gen  cine ???`  / munca

`Bai dar daca tipa aia a luat-o pe acolo noi nu putem ? /  din ciclu incerci pana iese - predeal subtelescaun unde se holbeaza toti la tine si daca nu ai skill saruti pamantul.

` Am fost in padure si am intrat intr un copac ` eu

`Ce faina e muzica asta`. Da stiu am fost la concert eram rupt de somn si li s-au stricat platanele.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NZkPjJLZN2I

day at a factory

day at a factory
the same colors
grey tone
in city's palette
wind and street cleaner
together mixed
dirty asphalt
with pure rain

carriage of closed eyes
drives sleep to station
i am like it
he's in love with bad weather
in love with bad weather
i am in love with bad weather

a sad day
god is crying again
i will write poetry
i'll lie in rhymes
i have nothing to lose
noone will
read it

i keep on telling lies
i am writing poetry
about rhythm of rain
you better don't wait
carriage of closed eyes
a sad day
yet again

twentynine

Maine trebuie sa plec la Bansko , or sa fie munti si zapada dar nu am chef nici macar sa-mi fac bagajul. Mi-ar place sa am un device din ala de teleportat sa ma trezesc direct acolo. Sa nu fac nimic, nici nu sunt incercat de un mare chef sa ma dau, mi se pare mai fain daca as sta relaxat  pe balcon mancand  portocale  si m-as uita la astia cum smilgheruiec partiile . Ar trebui sa se inventeze un redbull cu hormoni de chef. E interesant exact in momentul asta  am o mare dorinta  de activitati culturale adica sa stau sa citesc si mai devreme deja am aprofundat  primele 3 pagini dintr-o carte a lui Stoljenitsin.
Anunt : Angajez echipa de hobbiti, mos craciuni si din ailati verzi sa imi faca bagajul, e nevoie de magie sa se intample ceva concret pana maine  la ora 6.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ByHqzBd2-lE

you now you

dinosauria, we

We are
Born like this
Into this
Into these carefully mad wars
Into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness
Into bars where people no longer speak to each other
Into fist fights that end as shootings and knifings
Born into this
Into hospitals which are so expensive that it’s cheaper to die
Into lawyers who charge so much it’s cheaper to plead guilty
Into a country where the jails are full and the madhouses closed
Into a place where the masses elevate fools into rich heroes

    Bukowski are niste chestii de ramai blocat,  mie mi se pare genial tipul, nici nu imi pot imagina  ce ar fi facut omul asta daca  ar fi avut chef  si nu isi risipea energia tot arzand-o boem ...

do you

i don`t think so, but i want so

Take this badge off of me - i can't use it anymore

 

 

Thought you`d never ask

ever, e!

de maine :

1. la mine la job va scrie pe jumatate de perete ` I`m young and i`m underpaid` ( cu brushuri  in adobe ilustrator facute se stie cand )

2. o sa am grija sa ...

3. o sa imi caut sala

4. o sa meditez asupra conceptului de `flow` si unde plm a disparut

5. o sa citesc de 3 de ori mai mult

6. o sa fac exact ce vor muschii mei indiferent de cine ce si cum , cum faceam inainte

gata!

cancer to capricorn

m music

Coming from the road
You took your coat off and you threw it on the floor
You said "I can't believe you wanna hurt me so"
I said "I'm not supposed to be like this, you know"
Well, I just had to let you go

`tivity

Mie tot timpul mi au placut oamenii creativi care scot chestii din ei nu le pasa ce e in jur, cateodata stai si te intrebi ce puii mei au vrut sa spuna si context a le-a facut posibila inspiratia
asa ca in ideea ca cele mai bune analize pe text le faci in timpul jobului :



ma gandeam ca e destul fain texul la asta si destul de deep ca sa poate fi interpretat cum vrei :

If I could tear you from the ceiling,
and garantee a source divine,
rid you of possessions fleeting,
remain your funny valentine.

el ii transmite ei ca furand o din lumea ei (ceiling adica cap in nori) si daca ar simti ceva deosebit (divine), ar scapa o de - possesions - `bagajele` de care ea a ramas lipita - cred ca vrea sa zica ceva din trecutul ei, ca ar scapa o de ganduri grele legate trecut,a si astea furand-o pentru ca metoda folosita inca din sec XV pt tipele cu capul in nori este mereu cea mai buna, a ok pana acum - asta ultimul vers cu valentine nu se potriveste e enervant

11 februarie

"Remember Remember the 5-th of november"

primul flow

prima gura de aer 15 ian la - 12 grade afara si cel mai tare flow pe anul asta :D  pe ninsoarea si viscolul puternic de pe clabu , iar seekerul meu cu talpa proaspat reparata a curs fenomenal trebuia sa l busesc sa l repar de mai multe ori.

desobeissance civile