Feel the Misery

Nu am fost vineri in Colectiv. Am facut-o cu 5 zile inainte, la alt concert. Dar as fi putut sa fiu, impreuna cu sotia mea. Eram in centru, foarte aproape si i-am propus sa mergem undeva sa bem ceva. Norocul nostru a fost ca nu aflasem de acel eveniment, nu stiam de lansare, altfel, cine... Continue Reading →

Tara ne vrea prosti.

intamplator, ieri mi-au cazut ochii pe acest articol din adevarul. http://adevarul.ro/news/politica/idealul-macovei-natiune-religie-trecutfara-identitate-1_54241c460d133766a86bdac9/index.html# sustin libertatea de exprimare a fiecaruia, dar nu pot fi de acord cu imbecilitatea fiecaruia. acest bogdan diaconu, tanar dupa poza, dupa port, mi-a depasit orice speranta ca in romania anului 2014 oamenii s-au saturat sa traiasca ancorati intr-un trecut mincinos, creat pe traditii... Continue Reading →

Pensées nocturnes

Y a-t-il quelqu'un qui ne cherche pas la perfection ? Je m’en doute.   Nous sommes tous des êtres perfectionnistes, des gens qui cherchent atteindre la maturité des pensées et de la raison.   Mais en cherchant d’être les meilleurs, on échoue, on s’écrase les espoirs et le rêves.   On se noie dans la médiocrité... Continue Reading →

Maran ‘atha’ (Our Lord has Come)

Suck the poison from the breathing wounds That open deep, just like a silent tomb The blood is slowly flowing, black and thick As your body trembles when you heavily breathe. High on the cross, hanging from the rusty nails The sun has scorched your skin and dried your face You thought the sins of... Continue Reading →

Through Fire

The Temple is burning, the flames getting higher Its structure collapsing, engulfed by the fire The altar's deformed, all the pillars are broken A chalice lies twisted, like an afterlife token. The roof has collapsed, the wood has been burnt Into a twisted mass of black ash it has turned From the once impressive and... Continue Reading →

Ganduri, pur si simplu.

Stau adesea si ma intreb o chestie: de cate ori poate iubi cineva cu adevarat in viata? Si aici nu ma gandesc la iubirile platonice din copilarie sau la iubirea de familie. Ma gandesc la a iubi cu pasiune, cu ardoare, o persoana de sex opus (sau nu numai, dupa caz). Viata ne rezerva multe... Continue Reading →

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