Perle din liceu

Am facut liceul in Uzina II in Brasov. Dl. Vasile Macovei, cel mai stimat si apreciat profesor din scoala, avea un stil aparte, prin care te facea fie sa il super simpatizezi, fie sa nu. Nu cred ca ar fi existat alta alternativa. In clasa a 12-a a fost promovat ca director.

Faceam fizica cu dansul. La una dintre ore, se uita la un coleg ce purta cercel. Se uita atent, oarecum insistent, incearca sa spuna ceva, ezita… apoi intr-un final i se adreseaza:

- Comane, cercelu’ ala al tau spune multe…

- Ce spune, dom’ profesor?

- …creier mic.

- Cum de stiti asta, dom’ profesor?

Si oarecum ne asteptam sa ii dea un raspuns serios, sau sa deschida o dezbatere. Dar in schimb, zambind in barba, abia stapanindu-se sa nu pufneasca in ras, ii raspunde linistit:

- Pai am purtat si io vreo doi ani…

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Alta, si mai tare decat cea anterioara! De data asta protagonistii din “perla” sunt moldovenii. Intr-o atmosfera fff relaxata si funny, profu’ ne facea o descriere detaliata despre cat de lenesi sunt ei, despre cat de alcolisti si inceti la minte sunt + pacostea Romaniei, etc etc. Acestui discurs i-a urmat desigur intrebarea fireasca:

- Cum de stiti asta, dom’ profesor?

Si raspunsul – care efectiv ne-a dat pe spate pe toti – nu a intarziat sa apara:

- …pai sunt din Vaslui!!

Imagineaza-ti rasete pe urma . Ani de liceu, vai!! Ce mi-i dor!

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Books for sale

Ahoj people, during the years I have collected quite a few books. Now I am selling these that are in English.

Have a look at the pictures below:

 The Complete Works of William Shakespeare: 200 CZK [SOLD] 

Theresa Breslin: The Medici Seal: 200 CZK

 

Michael Newton: Journey of Souls. 150 CZK. [Booked for my brother]

 

John Gray: How to get what you want and want what you have: 150 CZK  [SOLD]

 

Mark McElroy: Lucid Dreaming for Beginners. 150 CZK

 

Raymond Khoury: The Last Templar. 150 CZK

 

Tom Rob Smith: Child 44. 150 CZK

 

Dan Brown: Angels and Demons. 150 CZK

 

Dan Brown: Digital Fortress. 150 CZK

 

Dan Brown: Deception Point. 150 CZK

 

Dan Brown: The DaVinci Code. 200 CZK

 

Lewis Carroll: Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass. 50 CZK [SOLD]

 

Kuthumi and Djwal Kul: The Human Aura. 50 CZK [SOLD] 

World Facts. 50 CZK [SOLD] 

 

Nicholas Evans: The Horse Whisperer. 50 CZK

 

John Jakes: The Gods of Newport. 50 CZK

 

John Irving: Setting Free The Bears. 100 CZK

 

Joseph Murphy: The Power of your Subconscious Mind. 150CZK

 

Dictionary of Literary Quotations. 200 CZK.

All of them were read at least 2x. I always take care of my books, and they are in excellent condition. They look exactly as you see in the above pictures. For one simple reason I will sell in Prague only: I do not speak Czech and the ladies from Ceska Posta do not speak English… and to make it simple I will avoid that. The only way to deliver them is in person only.

If you buy them all, or to make multiple purchases and not buy them individually, you will get a 15% discount (perhaps the Dan Brown pack?). If interested, contact me and let’s discuss details.

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…a story in the sunset

Part of the “I FEEL” series, this picture was taken while visiting my parents in July 2009, right after a storm on the Italian beaches. I tried to capture a story, and it was yesterday to have seen it…

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Quiz

Today I won a little reward for being the first one to answer a sort of quiz @work. In exchange, I came up with one of my own:

 

In a typical Wild West saloon, somewhere in the 1800s, in one late night three cowboys were playing poker at one of the tables. The setting was specific to those times, an oil lamp lit in the corner, other cowboys at the bar making jokes and drinking whisky, old wild-west typical three-legged wooden tables and chairs, the sheriff and his deputy at another table nearby.

 

Suddenly, a breeze of wind extinguishes the lamp that was lit in the corner and the whole saloon goes dark. A gunshot is heard and when the barman lights up the lamp again one of the three cowboys that were playing poker was lying on the ground, shot. The sheriff who was seated nearby comes to investigate. He asks one of the dead cowboy’s friends:

-      What were you doing when your friend was shot?

-      (without hesitation) …the table was moving so I put a match box under one of the legs to prevent it from shaking.

Sheriff seems happy with this answer so he goes to ask the second cowboy:

-      And what about you, what were you doing when your friend was shot?

-      (very much hesitant, avoiding to look the sheriff in the eye) …I was… I was trying to pull an ace out of my sleeve, to win this hand.

After he thinks everything over, the sheriff rises up in front of them and says: “One of the two of you is a liar”. After several seconds, he points his finger to one of the two cowboys and says: “You’ve killed him”.

Question for you is: How did the sheriff find out who’s the killer and trying to hide his crime with a lie?

Whoever gives the first answer correctly gets a reward. The same that I got, actually :D. You can pick it up from my desk

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From: ###, Veronika
Sent: Friday, April 23, 2010 11:38 AM
To: ###, Adeline; ###, Damien; ###, Antonin; ###, Giuliano; ###, Fulvia; ###, Anna; ###, Indra; ###, Petra; ###, Monika; ###, Martina; ###, Petr; ###, Daniela; ###, Michaela; ###, Ilyana; ###, Roman; ###, Erika; ###, Cristian; ###, Nsamo; ###, Katerina; ###, Michaela; ###, Hanka
Subject: RE: So tell me?

 

Let me announce the winner!!

 

Cris answered correctly. Congratulations

 

Best regards,

 

Veronika

 

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From: ###, Cristian
Sent: Friday, April 23, 2010 11:34 AM
To: ###, Veronika
Subject: RE: So tell me?

 

J)))))))))))

 

Answer is 9 :D

 

It’s a fish! What do fish do? Live in water and do not drown, lol :D

 

Am I too late to respond? :D

 

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From: ###, Veronika
Sent: Friday, April 23, 2010 11:30 AM
To: ###, Adeline; ###, Damien; ###, Antonin; ###, Giuliano; ###, Fulvia; ###, Anna; ###, Indra; ###, Petra; ###, Monika; ###, Martina; ###, Petr; ###, Daniela; ###, Michaela; ###, Ilyana; ###, Roman; ###, Erika; ###, Cristian; ###, Nsamo; ###, Katerina; ###, Michaela; ###, Hanka
Subject: FW: So tell me?

 

Who has the answer will get a reward!!!

 

Veronika

 

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From: ###, Rizwana
Sent: Thursday, April 22, 2010 7:41 PM
To: ###, Veronika
Cc: ###, Roman
Subject: So tell me?

 

If 9 fish were in a fish bowl 4 fish drown how many r left?

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Autumn romance (…yeah, right)

You know, there is something you broke, something causing to write this.

I’ve been happy to get your phone call that you’ll come over for the night, and I was really looking forward to that. You made all the thrill go away, and even caused within me a sort of rage pointed against me – yes, for being idiot enough to so much want to see you.

You came in, you did not even bother to go through the usual and boring social formalities, even considering the fact that we’re buddies now. Old pals, aren’t we? A “Hello, what’s up”, “How’s it going?” – this is what I had expected (of you). Instead you jumped right at me: “Start Skype! It’s Viola’s birthday and is midnight in Russia already! I gotta call her!”

(I’m fine, thank you, glad you’ve asked! I’ve been really looking forward to meeting you! Glad that you’re here! – I thought to myself, and you’ve killed the thought in an instant.)

As my enjoyment was starting to fade away being replaced with some other bitter feelings, I open Skype and make room for you to sit on my computer. To my surprise and your disappointment, Skype did not work.

I’ve explained you that yesterday I had installed my webcam, which has a mic of its own and it made it the default recording device in my computer. My Skype settings were all overwritten by the webcam. I do understand that it is all too technical for you, but believe me I was doing my best to restore Skype functionality – so you can use it. Despite the fact that you understood that, and despite the fact that I was trying my best to help you, you still behaved like you shouldn’t have.

You’d look at the webcam, then at me as I struggle to make the microphone work, and then you’d have the nerve to dare to ask me: “Why have you installed the crap?” – relating to it. In my apartment. On my computer. Forgetting I am the one doing you a service for free, forgetting that you also used the crap on your Russian computer to broadcast your face over to your buddies. But at that time I believe it was just a webcam. When you stopped using it and returned it back to me it became crap.

I ignored that for the time being, but it was still pushing on. When I later brought it up, you’d only make stupid excuses – like you always do, instead of admitting your wrong doings. You’d tell me: “But it is late in Russia and I promised I will call her on her birthday” – thing which I perfectly understood. But despite me trying all I could to help you keep your promise, even offered you my own cell phone to place that call, you still wouldn’t admit your attitude was wrong. And your choice of words, totally inadequate.

You’re weak, you’re so weak to believe you’re always right, and to never see your mistakes. Or if you do see them, to never accept the fact that something about you is so wrong – but instead putting up a fight each time. When smarter and calmer solutions were available.

Please be smart and see far more than this – try to catch the big picture. Do you get it? Do you get the feeling that something about you isn’t as it should be?

 

*that’s the sweetest I could have put it.

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We’ve got street view!

Street view, street view, who’s got street view? We’ve got street view!

     I know that probably is not news anymore for somebody, but it is definitely for me. These guys from Google, they’re genuinely amazing. They’ve literally put Prague on the map… that’s right, Google MAP(s).

     Now I can go wandering around the city from the comfort of my 24” killer screen :D, and save the real thing for the summer days. As it has a tendency of turning quite coooold (brrrrr) from mid October up until end April – mid May. The weather under the influence of Siberian cold fronts.

Showing you a screen dump from Google Maps (with their new street view) of the area where I live now:

…or click here to grab the 1198x786 version. Quite a beautiful area, I’d say? But now, all that beautiful green, the crisp colors of summer, are long gone. They have been replaced by other more darker tints, by autumn. It is grey, rainy and cloudy. It gets me depressed, the memories of summer and the cold (blame Siberia) reality outside.

This is where I work! A modern building in the heart of Prague, also street view:

You can grab the 1198x786 version here.

Feed post from http://Criss-AC.net

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Dare to cross the river?

One day, being bored at work, a colleague forwarded me this game as Excel file. I had a lot of trouble solving it, so I challenge you to solve it also. It is a logical game, to begin simply press the blue round button. In order to successfully complete it, you will need to pass all the characters on the other side of the river. But this is not simple. The rules below are simple:

1. Everybody must cross the river.

2. Only 2 people can board the bridge at one time.

3. The mother cannot be with the sons without father's presence.

4. The father cannot be with the daughters without mother's presence.

5. The prisoner cannot be left alone with any member of the family.

6. Only the Police officer and the two parents can drive the bridge.

Click on a person to make that person board the bridge. To cross the river click on one of the red levers.

This game is (was) used as a test for job interviews in Japan. You have 25 minutes to solve this riddle. Top flat!

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Stupid, stupid me to return to you.

It started at ~ 03:00 last night. At that time, I was in Austria, in Vienna, having fun with some friends, in one's of them home. Everything went fine, until something strange happened. They all left and I had been left alone with the house owner. For some reason, this guy pissed me off, and I decided to leave his house, just like the others did. But... when I was in his yard, I just realized I was holding in both of my hands 2 SMGs, and… I got back into his room, he was on his computer, and I shot him, then I destroyed his computer. After this I left for good, and I got the feeling that he didn't die, and he called his friends, told them about what had happened and sent them to chase me. These guys started to hunt me, and I found salvation at the underground station. But when I got down there, I found them all. The strange thing is that they didn't do any harm to me... and they allowed me to get on the train, to return to some other place. This underground station was dark, so cold, and I could barely see the train which was about to run over me.

I got up in, I found a seat, and in the next moment, She came up, and I could easily read on her face that she was also scared of something. I helped her to calm down, and then we both decided to go to another house there.

We made it to our next location, we settled down... we were together. After a moment a Korean girl showed up, and soon after this I found myself in a dark yard, searching for this Korean girl. I had a shank in my hand, I cannot explain what I was doing with it, until I heard a loud barking...a huge Rottweiler was running to me, barking loud, preparing to attack. When he was close, I stepped back a few steps to prepare my hit on it, and in the next moment another shank appeared in my other hand, so now I had two shanks to defend myself. The dog got scared when he saw me armed, and it lost its courage. I got the chance to hit it only one time, then this big dog ran away yelping.

It was about morning, the light came down into that dark yard... and the Korean girl came down from the balcony where she was sitting in whole this time, watching.

Suddenly I was in Brasov, in my dad's garden. There he and my little brother were working on some mortuary crosses. I got close to them, and I saw their names on the crosses, my mother's name, and my initials. They were working on our mortuary crosses for our graves. GOD...

As I was in Brasov, I wanted to get a kitten for me, as I was supposed to come back in Bucharest in the same day. But there were these three cats in the yard, all of them running, and I couldn't catch the one I wanted. Then the guys who were hunting me in Vienna appeared in there, and surrounded the cats. This time they were not hunting me, but obeying me. I told them to shoot a male cat, the one I didn't want, and at my signal, they did so.

The wounded cat fell down on the ground... I approached him, and I got him in my arms...He was bleeding and he had a heavy breath... and I felt so bad, so sorry... the cat was dying, because I gave the order to these guys to shoot... I felt this little body shivering in my arms, heard his heavy breath, and my fingers on the wounds wouldn't stop the bleeding... God... he was shivering so bad. Everyone around there disappeared and I was alone, with the dying cat in my arms... I started to cry so hard, I wanted I could do something to save this life... he could barely mew, and then he lost the strength to make any sound... the only sound was his breath, weaker and weaker with every moment... shivering all around and continuously bleeding, and my tears dropping in his fur...

Then She appeared again there and saw me crying, holding the cat close to my heart... I told her... "He wasn't guilt of anything, he didn't do anything to deserve this... he does not understand what has just happened to him, but it hurts him... he feels he will die soon, and he asks God... why am I dying for, my God?... and he will give his life because I wanted so... I am the guilty one, he doesn't deserve to die..." - and I couldn't stop crying.

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I woke up. Thank God it was a dream only. I woke up crying for good, the cold tears on my pillow were the ones to wake me. Actually, at the time when I am writing these lines, I feel just like I felt in the dream. And there is nothing I can do. I am worried about the meanings of this dream, I am scared now and I miss Her so bad. I shot a guy. Then I have been attacked by a dog. Then my family members' names on crosses for their graves, and my initials also. Then I had the life of a little being free of guilt, in my hands, and with a word I took it away. Then my crying. I am thinking about another thing... She appeared in my dream two times, just when I needed support... She was there for me.

This night was enough to fuck up everything with me, and I am not doing well at all right now. What should I understand, out of everything? Which was the message that somebody up there wants me to understand? Where have I been last night? These thoughts freak me out completely, I cannot describe what I am feeling now, as I am conscious.

I am scared.

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Past, future… is there something missing?

32 months ago… at that time, I used to love her. Used to love her silently, never spoke my heart to anyone. At the moment I am writing this, the memories of her are still strong. And I miss…

 

“I did love you. I loved you almost since the first moment you revealed yourself to me. I loved you more and more as the days were passing, as much as I was realizing how special and different you were.
Loved you because you were representing the future itself, so full of dreams, plans and hopes. I loved you because you were something I thought I could never become, I loved you for your open mind and spirit… for your pure freedom that I do (can’t afford myself) not have.

Because you were doing so well on your own… but not me. I have been always relating to someone, always wanting something which wasn't up to me to get. Too much hand of fortune in my life, until I reached the point of my self-awakening. I almost forgot about my power to build what I want.

I continuously loved you... loved you until I realized I am just... just exactly as you are. Either I am what I used to call "different and special" when it came about you, either you... you lost that thing which made you so special to me, that thing that made me fall for you. We are simply too much alike, I want you... just... just to surprise me. Do not allow me to get to know you... be my friend, but also be a "stranger".

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Have thought a lot, during the last 2 months about what I just posted. I just wanted to see how sincerely I allow myself to be with myself, and how hard could it be to deal with my actual feelings. It’s hard, almost a burden, to have the feelings. I am Cris. Sincere as much as I could be.
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It will all get its meaning into the right eyes, at the right time…”

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The Italic Dilemma

 

 

 

 

 

I’ve always had this dilemma, and haven’t had a good answer so far… Why the italic style, which bends to the right, is called ITALIC? Which is the connection between bending over to the right and Italic? And… is there any connection between italic and Italy?

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Principles of being stupid

 

– “Ahh, can’t believe how stupid she is!”

– “Why do you call her stupid?”

– “Of course she is stupid! She doesn’t even have Facebook!”

 

…and I think to myself: now that’s one heck of a reason to be stupid nowadays.

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The dream I dream… the dream of her…

Last night I couldn't fall asleep at all, I spent ~ 2 h trying to get some rest... last night I felt so strange, when I thought of her... of her... it made me seek companion in something else, not in a material being - at least for the moment... so I fell asleep. I had a dream about HER, SHE again...

She used to haunt my dreams, […]

This girl is haunting my dreams... Remember I told you I dreamt about her several times, and the topic of each single dream was the same: she was missing me and she was hoping for me to forgive her and come back. Several days ago, I had this dream: I accidentally found her in a waiting room in Vienna. I see her, she sees me, I look into her eyes, but… but I do not approach. I keep on going. I passed that room without showing attention to her, but I knew she was there, watching me from behind… and I returned. When I shut the door behind me, I stopped... for some reason I stopped…

Without being too much aware of what I was doing, I opened the door to come back to that room where she was, and SHE was opening it from the inside... The crying angel jumped into my arms, crying and telling me to forgive, to come back... and I gave her the most sensitive hug I have ever gave to someone... Last night I could physically feel her tears on my face when she was hugging me crying... telling me the same thing...

Why am I having these dreams? Why does she come into my dreams when I am deeply fallen into depression and sadness? Which is the meaning of these dreams with her? Could it be me MY OWN WISH to have her back... unconscious wish? What is she feeling about this? Does SHE… ever know…? 

…and I miss. The night comes on again, and so she will. In the night she comes to haunt… As of now, I miss her, like I never missed anyone.

What is going on with me? Why is she still messing with my wrecked life?

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Peace has slowly descended into my soul… feeling detached of everything right now, I close myself inside me and I wait the day of tomorrow. I wish I was free… free, just like her. I have no doubt one day I will see her again… Eye to eye…

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Let me fly, let me fly… I do wanna say Goodbye…

 

...to me, to what I was, to what I am being caught into, for so long...

Wanted to fly... but I've been held down. When I dared to raise my wings to get away... of you, of myself, there has always been something someone one dragging me down... to suck away my strength to move on... God, how... mortal, could I be??

This is me, the same student of life, the same day-dreamer, who hopes in finding an escape, in a moment of extreme self-criticism.

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My chinese horoscope

I took this horoscope "test", and to my surprise, it turned out to be so much accurate!!

Name: Cristian-Nicolae

Birthdate: July 30, 1984, 06:30 AM

Year: WoodRat
Month: Water Monkey
Day: Wood Ox

Characteristics of a Rat

Charming and crafty, the Rat is the epitome of action and mental stimulation. Creativity, inventiveness and innovative thinking are second nature to them. We are drawn to the charming Rat who is always in the middle of the action. They are quick thinkers who really can quickly figure how to get out of a tight spot. The down side is they sometimes have little patience for those of us who can't keep up with them. They also have a restless streak which, if not satisfied, makes them hard to live with at times. The charming Rat acquires a large number of acquaintances, but only a select few ever make it to the Rat's inner circle. For them, he will do almost anything. For everyone else, it's just business.

Positive Traits:

Active, alert, attractive, charming gregarious, imaginative, inquisitive, intuitive, inventive, resourceful, shrewd, and venturesome. It is the first sign of the Chinese zodiac; so, it fittingly represents (initiating) action. Depend on the Rat to get things moving. There is constant mental activity with the Rat. Even when they appear to be resting, be assured their minds are working full speed. Most often they are devising a scheme to earn the most money with the least work.

The crafty Rat is resourceful. What they sometimes might lack in competence, they more than make up for with their quick-thinking, shrewdness and outright deviousness. Trust the Rat to make it through the maze to the cheese.

Their charm serves them well as they are very sociable and usually enjoy parties and clubbing. The Rat thus acquires a wide circle of friends, especially since they are normally attractive to members of the opposite sex.

The clannish Rat, however, is really a private person and, despite appearances, only allows a few people into their inner circle. They cherish those dearly and will do almost anything for them.

Negative Traits:

Crafty, critical, edgy, greedy, grouchy, high strung, impertinent, manipulative, ostentatious, reckless, secretive, and stingy.

Speaking of charm, my does the Rat have and use it. They are adept at gaining your confidence and learning your secrets while holding on to their own. Furthermore, they are not beyond using the information to their advantage.

The opportunistic Rat is great at turning on the charm and manipulating people. Why even bother finding your way through the maze when you can get others to go fetch the cheese?

Because they are constantly in their heads, they are often edgy and easily agitated. Getting along with people is no problem for the Rat but make no mistake about it, they do not tolerate incompetence.

Qualities Admired: Attractiveness and a sharp mind.

Pet Peeves: Idleness and incompetence.

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Not so much a dream

And I was sitting next to this tree. My entire being was filled with light, I had such a joyful peace in my soul, and I was praying. I spoke to Him. There was a continuous stream of joy that I felt, a joy without any natural reason... you know, that kind of feeling that makes your hairs stand?

At a moment, He said to me: "...and what makes you think you're an usual man?" ("...I do not know, perhaps it is the fact that I have lost faith in all that used to keep me going so far? Or maybe it is the people that I've surrounded myself with? Or maybe it is because this particular person that I've got into my life is such a character, and she takes from me even the mere freedom of having a dream of my own?)

Right after He spoke, a woman with her little baby came to this tree without a noise, without me noticing her. I was wondering why He stopped speaking... Why you stopped talking to me?

I've seen the woman and in my crazed mind, I made her go away...

The very next moment, my alarm rang. Yes, I woke up. Was all a dream -- and still puzzled out... what did you want me to see? What were you trying to show me? I'm up now, but... but also down.

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...'cause I'm here, and... and you're not her

Love flows on, love flows on...

...and the memories of the days you used to be mine... struggle out to reach... it is painful to bring the old times back, and my need to escape grows stronger as each day is passing by. I look into the mirror and I can not find a trace of what I used to be... of what you made me be. Instead, I look deep within the heart, where there's what remembers me of the other world I once've been part of... It lays there, sealed, in the waiting of the day it'll be free.. and I as well. There's no other wish... and yet, I'm walking down a path out of many, which doesn't lead me to what I craving for. My awareness is not enough to stop. That's the struggle of my life, that's the burden I must bear, for once I have been blind.

The song in my heart is slowly playing a tune... sorrow and pain at a time. It has emerged from the inner depths within me, out to reach... and that's so far away. Love flows on... love flows on... and the chains are mine to carry.

'till I'll meet you in the other dimension...

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First post! Hooray?

I wonder how many of you started a blog without knowing what you would be going to write about. I've have the same dillema: what would I be blogging about? What should I write? Should the blog be a part of the life I am living in the real world? Should I perhaps be blogging about the life which I am living inside? Ohh yeah, that would be so much fun to write about! Should I just just make a collection of the random things I've found online and I've stored a great deal of them on my computer also?

No, everybody can easily find that, everywhere on the web. Maybe I should be blogging about what is going on with this world we're living in? I do not know, I really don't. I guess I would just write. And the time will "profilate" me.

"This is the begining of a great friendship" -- Grga Pitic

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