vineri, 17 aprilie 2009

poem

a man by any other name.

a soul, a silent weeper

a mind, a silent reaper

combined they make the perfect key...

to kill the mother f___g peacekeeper

joi, 9 aprilie 2009

once upon a time in the west

once upon a time there was a androgin kid.

not that he/she had more than one set of genitals, just that his/her mind was not decided whether he/she is defined by the genitals or the power of his/her soul. so he/she decided that until further notice he/she will be reffered to as IT.

and it was strong. it had more brain power and will and strenght of thought and logic than the regular jack.

and it was proud. and careless. and rigid. it had ideeas and principles and it went straight forward like an arrow.

and it was violent. and agressive and willing to kill and get killed for respecting the oath of humanity.

and it was daring. it had the will to get up and face mountains and the desire to do that just to prove what it was worth.

and it went well for it, at least for a while. faced with mendacity, it cut the roots of all links. cause ain't nothing more horrid than the stench of mendacity.

but slowly, it lost it's discernment.
it becan to slip.
it began to cut mendacity slack. began to let lies and cheat and unfaithfullness go.began to accept mendacity in it's immediate sorrounding.
worse, it began to feel mendacity.
slowly, it coverd up the missing pieces, more troubled to obtain the big prize, the problem free existance. and slowly it started to lie. it becan by polite circumstances. and it went down to covering for indifference. and then it was all lies.

polite lies, innocent lies, all lies.

and last i checked, it was very bussy veriffying it's bank account.

miercuri, 1 aprilie 2009

acuma stiu

in sus ce e , in jos nimic,
in jos ce e , in sus nimic...

traiesti ca sa nu mori, respiri ca sa nu stai, mergi ca sa nu zaci si asa mai departe.
in fine, e si asta o motivatie.

I will live my life as a lobsterman's wife on an island in the blue bay
He will take care of me, he will smell like the sea,
And close to my heart he'll always stay
I will bear three girls all with strawberry curls,
little Ella andNelly and Faye
While I'm combing their hair, I will catch his warm stare
On our island in the blue bay....

eu sunt o proasta :) si sunt lasa, si nu am ambitie nici cat sa ridic mana

I want to crawl back inside my mother's womb
I want to shut out all the lights in this room
I want to start fresh, like a baby in a sink
Scrub away all these thoughts that I think of you
So life moves slowly when you're waiting for it to boil
Feel like I watch from 6 feet under the soil
Still want to hold you and kiss behind your ears
But i re count the countless tears that i lost for you

But before you finally go there's one thing you should know:
That I promise -
Starting now I'll never know your name
Starting now I'll never feel the same
Starting now I wish you never came into my world


Cu drag, omului cu care am pierdut 5 ani din viata, caruia i-am dat toate visele, toata credinta, toata puterea si pasiunea de care sunt in stare.
Cu drag, omului care nu a stiut ce sa faca cu ele

cu drag