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si de fapt voi care ma aveti in lista nici n,ar trebui sa stiti asta pentru ca nu ma cunoasteti atat d bine,

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I can ruin myself or lift myself up with the power of a thought. Realizing that and testing that is great accomplishment, let's hope I'll keep the good thoughts alive, beaming out with serenity, and coming back upon me serenely.

I miss him, and everything that he is, those subtle self expressions I noticed some time ago.

Music is good, it gives me life, it's like coffee, like fruit and mineral water, but much better , oh I'm such a kid with these words...

]]> ~Dlyrical http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14899779/ http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14899779/ Wed, 03 Oct 2007 14:01:29 PDT ost de lentoarea zilei,
E doar un tertip, nu ziua mă ameninţă,
ci lumea asta în care totul devine clar,
frica e frică, gheaţa gheaţă,
lumina e-n suflet,
doar gândul mă scapă.

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"Zece zile trec absurde, nu stiu
Nu stiu cum, nu stiu pe unde, nu stiu,
Zece vieti de-as sta cu tine
Tot ar fi putine"

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]]> ~Dlyrical http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14589687/ http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14589687/ Tue, 11 Sep 2007 12:58:31 PDT ), I know some tea the effects of which are magic. Two glasses the equivalents of two beers and you are superrelaxed, floating. dizzy, lovely. I love herbs and tea and spices, and cereal biscuits, summer smells, the salty smell of the sea in winter, Venice, songs...

]]> ~Dlyrical http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14544286/ http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14544286/ Sat, 08 Sep 2007 11:01:00 PDT From thought to action the way should be very short. The shorter the way, the more positive the influence of that fact in our lives.

I feel estranged from so many things, people and places. I can't find my place, the life that I'm living seems not to be my life. Not as I used to see it some time before. Years ago. And I just need to still care for the people I care, to keep them close in my heart, because in that act of caring for God, for Christ, for u, for friends, for parents, for enemies, for strangers, I have value. Without You All, without caring, I'm nothing. I could have all diplomas, and all great jobs, and even the security of a house, good salary, I could go to the US and look at the sunrise from Brooklyn Bridge etc. etc., if I don't feel love, I'm nobody. My love for You All lifts me up.

]]> ~Dlyrical http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14514477/ http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14514477/ Thu, 06 Sep 2007 09:46:54 PDT Pentru un timp voi fi doar eu cu Dumnezeu şi computerul.
Mi-e dor de atâtea chestii, mici, mărunte, dar care mie mi-au umplut sufletul. Mi-e dor!!! Mi-e dor!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mi-e dor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

]]> ~Dlyrical http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14351728/ http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14351728/ Sun, 26 Aug 2007 15:43:25 PDT O prăjitură bună cu cremă suficientă nu mai are nevoie de frişcă artificială din comerţ. am vrut să ajung la starea aia alături de cineva, aşa mi se părea firesc, aşa am simţit de multă vreme încoace în prezenţa unei persoane sau a alteia. Nu ştiu ce s-a întâmplat, poate că au fost experienţe consecutive, dar dacă mă uit mult timp la mine în oglindă nu mai sunt, nu mai sunt acolo. Înainte îmi zâmbeam, acum privirea mea se pierde în mine. Un prieten drag mi-a spus zilele astea un lucru fain despre mine, care m-a bucurat: "îmi place în prezenţa ta pentru că tu nu te superi, orice aş face sau aş spune îmi creezi o senzaţie de bine".
Mă tot uit în oglindă şi-ncerc să-mi zâmbesc, da, eu nu mă supăr, doar că mintea mea, sufletul şi toate celelalte componente hard sau soft se autoconsumă. Vreau să port dialoguri simple, sincere, logice şi... reale. Vreau să port tăceri atunci când e cazul, şi nu, nu vreau să creez impresia că eu nu mă supăr (pentru că ceva acolo, deep down suferă ci doar că mie îmi place să vorbesc cu lumea vrute şi nevrute, chestii trestii, îmi place să existe bucuria şi curiozitatea de a descoperi în celălalt Diferitul.

Întotdeauna am vrut să ajung la o stare de a fi, de a simţi, de a gândi care să fie reale, puternice şi fără... fără frişcă

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]]> ~Dlyrical http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14174695/ http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14174695/ Wed, 15 Aug 2007 03:52:02 PDT And somehow, in a very weird but beautiful way, I carry so many identities in me, the identities of so many people who are/were more or less close to me. Sometimes, I have the voice of my mother who used to be my teacher, I love seeing plants sprouting out and I feel my father's joy, I overtook so many of my grandpa's habits, now a very dear friend comes to my mind with jokes and his spiritual advice. And the examples may go on. Music, certain attitudes, little things that are now part of me are out there part of other people as well. Ain't that cool? And the story goes beyond, to our previous lives... (I have one weird wish. To see my grave from a previous life.)
It's like we all live in a huge sea, you enter somebody's waters, you remain with an imprint, small as it is. Still, the point is not that. The point is how do I integrate all that, the point is my watermark!!! I want to see my force and where it can take me! I want to see its measure!!!


"Scratch your name into the fabric of this world"!!!

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Then, I know how to make soap bubbles, it's just that I know some special lavender soap and it will make your face soft and purple, but purple is good, cause if you have a purple face it means you have an angel as a friend.
I'm an angel. I sell nail polish!!! Magic nail polish from an outer planet. It chases away mice and lice.
I'm an angel. I'm up to no good )))))))))))))))

]]> ~Dlyrical http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14113997/ http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14113997/ Sat, 11 Aug 2007 02:04:14 PDT , but well, what can I say, sometimes in life we just have to be that daring and that courageous and that insane so as to aim for what's up there, almost unreachable. And that aiming is not something grand, or spectacular, it has to be the rhythm of our daily lives. To have our souls and our minds take a Tsukahara vault (God, I love this name just because it's so funny!), spinning in the air and land with the thrill and joy gathered up there.

]]> ~Dlyrical http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14107449/ http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14107449/ Fri, 10 Aug 2007 15:14:19 PDT Funny thing is that I know the beginning of the novel, the very first steps of the character in a town, the thrill... I have that, the very beginning, and the rest is yet unknown. It may be the fantastic, or/and it may be very conceptual... Anyway, it's going to be my Christmas present for myself, hopefully, one of the many... Christmas presents...
Oh, and then guess what's going to happen? My friends will hear the postman knocking at the door.

]]> ~Dlyrical http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14091779/ http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14091779/ Thu, 09 Aug 2007 14:23:48 PDT Iar imi pare rau ca n-am scris in engleza. Oricum, si fragmentul asta e o dovada a luptei pt supravietuire. Suna greu, dar pentru mine chiar asa e.
7 exams, 4 subject matters, none dealt with yet...

]]> ~Dlyrical http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14071538/ http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14071538/ Wed, 08 Aug 2007 07:56:35 PDT This song brings back a promise I made to dye my hair green... well, the day is yet to come!!! My day is yet to come!!!

"Now baby, what've you done to your hair?
Is it just the same time of year
When you think that you don't really care?
Now baby, what have you done?
Done to your hair, done to your hair, done to your hair, done to your hair, hair!

So when you hear this autumn song
Clear your heads and get ready to run
So when you hear this autumn song
Remember the best times are yet to come"

(Manic Street Preachers - Autumn)

Will post some Venice pics, I miss it...

]]> ~Dlyrical http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14055250/ http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14055250/ Tue, 07 Aug 2007 06:47:05 PDT Port in spate amintirea unor ani si pana nu "naparlesc" de pielea asta nu e bine. Voi sta in casa pentru a nu ma mai confrunta cu nimicul. Si-mi voi dedica timpul si energia pentru a gasi metode de a trai intr-un alt spatiu urban. Pana atunci, si de atunci incolo , adica permanent, cred intr-o alta lume, si acolo e totul.
Poate ca oamenii secolului 21 se impart in 3 mari categorii: 1. Cei "conectati" la Internet, care-si petrec viata in fata computerului, realitatea pe care o ofera computerul e singura care si-o permit/ pe care o pot concepe. Aici ma refer si la functionarii aplatizati mental, care citesc stirile pe net in timp ce-si mananca mancarea cu rantas, specifica Bihor county. 2. Cei "conectati", dar care reusesc sa iasa unde doresc, adica cei care isi concretizeaza proiectele si planurile. Ei sunt cei adevarati. Internetul nu ucide, te ajuta sa cunosti si sa creezi. E campul de lucru. 3. Marea masa a ignorantilor de tot felul.
Eu sunt intre 1 si 2 si depinde de mine spre ce categorie trag. Asta e crudul adevar, ca depinde de mine. Si da, asta e o pagina de jurnal. Considerati-va privilegiati/e ca puteti arunca o privire!

]]> ~Dlyrical http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14044491/ http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14044491/ Mon, 06 Aug 2007 13:30:42 PDT hmmm, there's a pack of wet hankies on my desk, I love them... I'm not bored now, just elusive, I'd do anything else, well almost anything else just not to study... I'd go out, God, I miss Complexul Studentesc from Timisoara, I'd have a walk, I'd go the the seaside, they say Greece is even cheaper than Romania... I'd go to the mountains, Brasov is just great, I'd have ice cream and many more... I'd like to learn how to play something... dunno... cards, Monopoly, I'd dance, I'd go to a concert... I'd run, I need jogging... oh, a friend of mine went to Sibiu and Sighisoara, I saw the pics, street manifestation, music, people alive... well, I hate when study is forced upon me... it will end soon... gotta be realistic about it... 7 exams, 4 subject matters, piece of cake! )))))))

]]> ~Dlyrical http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14000705/ http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/14000705/ Fri, 03 Aug 2007 11:44:49 PDT I'm sitting here closed in my room, parents don't talk to me, my brother doesn't talk to me, and the few real friends and people I care about just cut me out...

It's like when a little girl tries to tell somebody dear a story, with all the enthusiasm of her heart, and she barely starts, and then comes the voice "Will you shut up?!", and she starts again, and again "Will you shut up really?!"...

]]> ~Dlyrical http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/13939036/ http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/13939036/ Mon, 30 Jul 2007 09:37:37 PDT and then flowers and books and the sky and music and movies are all there like an immense sea to be touched and enjoyed at the level of the most infinitesimal pleasure and intimacy... all there, a vast laboratory, a greenhouse to be entered on my own... but what pleasure is that on one's own? and what joy?

]]> ~Dlyrical http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/13936667/ http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/13936667/ Mon, 30 Jul 2007 05:27:34 PDT )))))))))))))
so, long live my nervous system and my SELF!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm loving it, this whole DA site... it gives me ideas...
I have an avatar,a dandelion seed, I'm not even a dandelion, a full one, just a seed... small, but with a purpose, methinks...

]]> ~Dlyrical http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/13835075/ http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/13835075/ Sun, 22 Jul 2007 15:45:41 PDT a couple, he was a guitarist, old man, I couldn't have said that in a million days unless he stood up from besides his wife, (an apparently common lady, fat-like, with a common dress) and got on the scene, a rally famous old guitarist... the darkened silence of the canal...

]]> ~Dlyrical http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/13824729/ http://Dlyrical.deviantart.com/journal/13824729/ Sat, 21 Jul 2007 18:56:32 PDT I'd like to be born each and every day over and over again. a repetitive act of parental love. To be born out of love and feel it, on my own, wandering on darkened streets in Timisoara, with the remembrance of being followed... spooky...
It's 4:43. time passes. in the middle of nowhere, with my life as to-do list and myself as the only commander/assistant/witness/encourager etc.

Let me remember the formula:
do is the impulse of love/life
re is the initiating energy
mi is the first obstacle
fa is the rebalancing after the first obstacle
sol
la si
do

those are far away...

I'd like to be born each and every day over and over again. To be born out of love and feel it!

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