At night

It rained. [Yeah!~ big crap. It rained. Water coming out from the clouds, from the sky. Falling on the ground. 'Feeding' the soil with minerals and acids. Toxic waste mixing with the dead plants. Turning the ground into a hybrid. Feeding the trees with chemicals. Sucking their pith. Bit by bit. Trees turning into thirsty purple corpses. Loss of oxygen. Heat. Suffocation. Melting. Ice. Death.] So it rained this night. Went to the balcony and saw the wet sidewalk. It’s so quiet outside. I can hear nothing. Just the black silence, enlightened by the street lamps. From up here, it seems like I am able to fly. Fly through the wet cooling air. Fly over the block of flats from this working class neighborhood. Fly until my arms hurt with happiness. Ha! but there’s no room for dynamic images this night. No! It’s all sleeping.. No one thinking about their problems. The moon taking-in for the sleepy sun.
No one thinking about the things they want to buy tomorrow.. or who to hate. It’s a special world now. This city I hate during the day, turns into a lovely baby I love. All peaceful and quiet. Making me want to stay like this forever.

Tara, dulce-amaruie, Tara!

Azi am fost la Adina sa ii duc niste caiete.. merg pe strada, se aude muzica. Eram sigura ca e inca una din miile de manele pe care poti sa le auzi in cartierul meu. Insa nu! “Nu am chef azi, n-am chef de nimic” Se auzea Vama Veche – Nu am chef azi.. “Dragut!” mi-am zis. Am traversat strada si mi-am continuat drumul. Un miros de carburanti si cartofi prajiti imi inunda simtul olfactiv. Apoi am ‘admirat’ satra de caini de pe trotuar..

Uneori am impresia ca suntem al` mai mic catun din Europa. Cu oamenii cei mai retardati, cu manierele cele mai execrabile.. apoi imi amintesc de tigani.. si parca imi mai trece din aversiunea fata de poporul roman. Desi in ultimul timp nu prea mai poti face diferenta intre astea doua natii. Uneori simt ca imi vine sa ii plesnesc pe toti de nervi. Ce draq arunci mah hartia pe strada?? De ce dai maneaua la maximum? Si de ce mananci seminte in fata blocului? Eh! si apoi imi trece.. Mi se face sila, si nu-mi mai pasa. Da, as fi vrut sa ma fi nascut in Austria, Olanda sau Suedia. Insa nu m-am nascut acolo. Pe buletinul meu scrie MARE si destul de CLAR: R O M A N I A. Ah! asta e. Nici sa plec parca nu-mi vine. Poate doar in vizita.. caci stiu ca mi s-ar face dor de tara asta de rahat. E rahatul nostru pana la urma. Si tot noi o sa il curatam..

Poem [by Stanescu Alexandru]

Ea un inger, el un demon
E un inger sus in cer ce indraznit-a in jos privirea
Prin pamantul reci’ ca fierul, reci’ ca firea
Si a sa patruns’ ocheada chiar strapuns-a totul
Ajungand ea insa in iadul, in care era netotul
El, un demon ca multi alti, ea un inger far’ de seaman
A inceput incet sa bata ceva cu iubire geaman
Ah neliniste, tu umbra ce intuneci colt de rai
Vai lumina prea ciudata in ast’ iad esti soar’ de mai
Edenul nu mai e casa, ci o vatra de foc, chin
Iadul nu mai e taram de vatra , ci o scuturar’ de spin
Lantuirea celor doi trece prea mult de nefire
Inger sa iubesc pe demon, cutezanta! , ce nestire?!

Brokeback Mountain

Seen it. Didn’t really like it. Though it has 8 nominees for the Oscar’s.. it’s not much of a thing. At least I didn’t like it. What’s it about? To simplify things as much as possible.. Love story between two homosexual cowboys (pleonastic expression). It’s promotion amplified it’s success. The ‘buzz marketing’ campaign was very clever indeed. How not to see it when everybody talks about the movie? This is not the 1st movie we see about gay people. The only difference is that the homosexuals in this movie don’t have AIDS, are not evil or ridiculous. I find it to be a simple, sad even, movie. Maybe it’s because I’m heterosexual, or f**k knows.

[ Suede • Everything Will Flow ]

Amorphis In .Ro

Mwha ha ha. So it seems more and more metal bands are coming to Romania. 1st there was Lake Of Tears; now King Diamond are coming in May, Obituary (um?!?) in June and Amorphis in July[ Sibiu ]. Aw I could get used with the idea that our country looks more and more appealing for THE OTHERS. More info’s here and here.

Morbid March

This month was death-full. Gave me shivers down my spine. I want it out of the calendar.
First was the death of Miha’s mother, then the death of Doctoras’s dad and yesterday, bro entered a coma while fighting in a judo championship. He’s OK now, tho he doesn’t remember anything about the last 2 days. Life is so fragile.. and death is everywhere. I suppose I have to get used with the idea, and I know we are so and very small.. Always wanted to think that we are all special. Guess again.

[ Iris • Sa Nu Crezi Nimic ]

Save The Children

Been to School No.11 a couple of weeks ago, with Florin and Diana, to ‘teach’ the children about what not to do. Give them information regarding drugs, alchool and everything else they wanted to know. Diana had done this before but for me and Flo` this was a new weird thing :> We were kind of shy, ehm good thing that all worked out well. Tho some kids started to cry.. um not our fault

Their form-teacher took the pics and promised to send them via e-mail. And so she did. It was an interesting experience And I’ve found out that I can’t really talk in ‘public’, I get nervous and all.. Uhm I have to practice more. Here’s the link for anyone who’s interested to volunteer for Save The Children, Galati.

New Post

Well it’s March. Sukey weather.. weird stuff happening, meh doing weird things. I blame the weather. What happened? No one cares but I’ll write it down anyhow. Olympics, Stefan, missed concert, listening to LOT on the phone (live), forgot about Alina’s birthday.. same crap like last year. Damn memory of mine Anyhow.. I haven’t been posting because of the layout.. that black thing made me nervous. Anyhow, meh’s back. Nites [BTW The drawing belongs to Alina, meh little artist friend]

Later added: Actually I was 2 much of a lazy arse to post. The black colour had nothing to do with it :-$