For all

For all the things I’ve done,
For all the things I’ve lost,
For all the things I’ve seen,
For all the things I’ve loved,
For all the things I’ve hated,
For all the things I have forgotten,
For all the things I tryed to do,
For all the things I wanted to see,
For all the things I sayed,
For all the things I thought,
For all the things I forgot to mention,
For all I …
I just say,
Forgive me!

The house of small cubes

Loneliness

Let’s talk about loneliness, or try to define it.
We could say that you are alone when you wake up in the great emptiness of the desert or lost in the middle of an ocean, or if you are ship wrecked on an uninhabited island without having anyone to share a word, a thought or a hope,

alone is the alpinist who left the last camp trying to reach the mountain top,
alone is the trucker driving on an endless highway,
alone is…

But you can also be alone when you are surrounded by a huge crowed of people like in a very agglomerated city where everybody have there own problems, where everybody care only for themselves, where everybody has his own thoughts and aspirations, thoughts and aspirations witch don’t notice the people surrounding them, where communication does not exist, where “I” means everything but “we” means nothing, where the coming of spring is just a natural fact, something that doesn’t matter, by no means the rebirth of nature and where you as a “human” are lonelier as on an uninhabited island , lonelier as in the desert or floating alone on an raft in the middle of the ocean.

De ce ?

…trebuie sa tac,
atunci cand vreau sa vorbesc?

…trebuie sa stau,
cand toti imi zic sa plec?

…toti intelegem totul cum vrem noi,
cand adevarul trece nevazut?

…trebuie sa fac,
ceea ce n-are rost?

…nu fac ce vreau,
atunci cand stau pe loc?

…sunt inconjurat de oameni,
atunci cand vreau sa fiu singur?

…vad unii lumea-n roz,
cand eu o vad in negru?

…trebuie sa cred ca e bine,
ceea ce mi se pare rau?

…credem ceva,
dar aclamam altceva?

DE CE nu putem fi la fel ?
DE CE nu iubim la fel?
DE CE traim impreuna, dar totusi despartiti?

DE CE ?

Songs

Welcome To The Black Parade,
When the saints go marching in,
Through Glass,
Singing: We Are The Champions.

What Wonderful World,
Where everybody is Forever Young,
There is No Woman No Cry,
And The Lion Sleeps Tonight.

I need only the Bear Necessities
To be Happy Together,
And it will be Just Like You Imagined
If you ain’t busy tonight.

Lost KiD (Emo)

Have no fear… We all are going to die someday … but NOT today. You sometimes try to kill yourself but this isn’t the right way. You always get a second chance in your life, and it’s always better. There is no need to cut yourself, there is no need to cry, you’ll get over over it. Smoke and drink as much as you want, it won’t help you to get your thoughts out of your helpless mind. YOU MUST GET OVER YOUR PROBLEMS ALONE. NOBODY CAN HELP YOU OUT; ONLY you. Only you can understand your lost soul. Get over this SHIT!!! You are not a wreck, you’ve always been the best. Why should you lie in a bloody pool whit the knife zigzagging between you’re akin fingers. If you do this you’re just a lifeless body walking around on the streets, a morbid object of society. WHAT THE HELL IS THIS FOR??? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON WHIT YOU??? Trying to breath the ice cold air of a hot summer night, you’ve got the cold blade of you’re knife pressed on you’re veins. Why are you doing this? This dosen’t help anybody …only you can help yourself…

Ce s-ar intampla ???

Ce s-ar intampla daca te vei intalni cu D-zeu maine pe o strada, pe care nu ai astepta sa te intalnesti nici macar cu un vagabond? Oare D-zeu chiar exista? Multi si-au pus intrebarea asta dar nu au ajuns la nici un raspuns concret … Cum zice si Joan Osborn in melodia ei „One Of Us”, ce ai face daca te-ai intalni cu El in autobuz… sa fie doar un strain care merge acasa ? L-ai ruga sa te ajute, L-ai ignora , sau pur si simplu L-ai saluta ca si cand vati cunoaste de foarte mult timp? Eu personal nu stiu ce as face… probabil L-as ignora complet … asa cum ignor toti strainii … cum ignor toate fiintele… cum ignor… TOT. Doar eu traiesc, EU, restul sunt toti spirite materiale care umbla prin luma fara nici un sens … D-zeu … cine este el… este un om? Este un animal? Este cumva o combinatie intre om si animal? Sau este doar un personaj ficitv la care se inchina lumea? … Nimeni nu va sti niciodata …

Hermannstadt im Winter

Am wißen Wald, am eisgen Fluss
Dazwischen liegt die Stadt
Fahre ich häufig mit dem Bus
Zwei Kilometer, längst dem Fluss
Erreiche ich die Stadt.

Es rauschst der Wind, es fliegt der Schnee
Kein Vogel singt im Park
Die Taube flattert durch den Schnee
Sie schreit im Wind: „oh weh!, oh weh!”
Ich laufe durch den Park.

Ich liebe dich, du weiße Stadt
Du Stadt neben dem Fluss
Du bist sehr warm, du bist nicht kalt,
Du bist sehr jung, doch bist du alt,
Du Stadt neben dem Fluss.

Monotonie

Un fenomen pe care il ignoram zilnic este faptul ca peste tot unde mergem intalnim acelasi tip de persoane, dar nu incercam sa intelegem de ce… chiar daca ele sunt anonime pentru noi si nu au nici o importanta. Monotonia a aparut o data cu urbanizarea lumii. Cu totii facem aceleasi lucruri zilnic: mergem la munca(scoala), ne intoarcem acasa(poate ne mai intalnim si cu prietenii), dormim, si o luam de la capat. Monotonia poate fi considerata o epidemie. Nu mai avem timp sa ne aventuram in necunoscut. Totul se invarte azi in jurul locului de munca si al televizorului/PC-ului.

“Fericirea este ceva ce nu se atinge niciodata, iar in cautarea ei merita sa alergi toata viata” (Vama Veche – Calul din Marlboro)

Visul

Visul unui om poate reprezenta multe lucruri diferite pentru fiecare. In lumea de azi multi oameni au vise care au o semnificatie foarte importanta pentru ei. In fiinta lor ei simt o atragere pentru o anumita persoana care o intalnesc intr-un vis cu ingeri. In unele nopti visul se poate repeta iar dorinta pentru a revedea pesoana aceea creste cu fiecare data in care reapare visul.Dupa o perioada de pauza de la perioada visului scade speranta de a revedea aceea pesoana, iar un om fara sperante este un om MORT.

Sper sa nu fiti si voi oameni fara vise si sperante…