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To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance.

26.05.2009

„Nu ma gandesc decat la plecare. Uneori mi se pare ca e o nebunie (…) Orice, numai sa nu raman pe loc. Daca ar fi numai o inecercare, daca viata mea cea noua n-ar fi decat o lupta, o infrangere, si tot sunt in castig, fiindca voi fi cunoscut un nou aspect al ei: LUPTA, infrangerea ma va ajuta poate sa gasesc drumul bun.
Azi sunt ca un olnav care are de ales intre a trai bolnav totdeauna, a asista izolat la viata – ca o pasare intre gratiile coliviei – sau a se supune unei operatii grele, care poate sa-i dea sanatatea, putinta de a se integra in viata, dar riscand moartea.
Eu aleg bisturiul. Miza cea mare e viata. Daca va fi necesar, voi plati. Totusi, trebuie sa incerc altceva, altfel.
Poate de aceea se spune ca Dumnezeu e bun, marinimos, fiindca, dupa ce ne-a lasat toate cararile deschise spre mizerie, ne-a dat libertatea sa-i punem capat cand vrem. Ma voi putea retrage dupa bunul meu plac. Dar trebuie sa mai incerc, sa mai caut, poate mai exista un drum”

Panza de paianjen

Panza de paianjan

Am incercat de mlte ori sa lamuresc cauza neintelegerilor dintre noi. Azi mi se pare ca trebuie sa fi fost un punct de plecare gresit, asa cum se intampla cand sari un ochi la impletiturile cu andrele, dupa care totul iese rau.
Daca iti dai seama numaidecat de punctul gresit si ai curajul sa desfaci pana acolo, totul se mai poate indrepta. Alteori iti dai seama tarziu, cand lucrul este prea avansat, si, neavand curajul sa desfaci, iti spui:” Lasa, voi cauta sa dreg pe cat se poate, nu se va baga de seama. Ce Dumnezeu, nu e decat un singur punct gresit!”
Dar atunci te poticnesti la fiecare rand, si ochiurile gresite se-nmultesc, si nu mai stii cum sa repari greseala dintai.

Epistola I catre Corinteni

De as grai in limbile oamenilor si ale ingerilor, dar daca n-am iubire, facutu-m-am arama sunatoare si chimval rasunator.

Si de-as avea darul profetiei si de-as cunoaste toate tainele si toata stiinta si de-as avea credinta toatat sa pot muta si muntii din loc, dar daca n-am iubire, nimic nu sunt.

Si toate averile mele de le-as imparti si trupul meu de mi l-as da sa arda, dar daca n-am iubire nimic nu sunt.

Iubirea rabda indelung, iubirea se daruie, ea nu se invidiaza, ea nu se trufeste, nu se inganfa, ea nu se poarta cu necuviinta, nu-si cauta pe ale sale, nu se intarata, nu tine in seama raul, nu se bucura de nedreptate.

Ci de adevar se bucura, pe toate le sufera, pe toate le crede, pe toate le nadajduieste, pe toate le rabda.

IUBIREA NICIODATA NU SE TRECE

Breathe Slow

I’m running out of patients

‘cos I can’t believe what the hell

I’m hearing

And speaking of hell

It don’t compare to this heat

That I am feeling

I love you too much

It shows

All my emotions go

Out of control oh whoa whoa

Good for you bad for me

When I can hardly see

From the tears that flow oh whoa

Can’t forget to breathe slow

Count from one to ten

With my eyes closed

‘cos ladies take it in

And get comp- oh oh oh ‘sure

Before I lose it get comp- oh oh oh ‘sure

I am gunna breathe slow

Count from one to ten

With my eyes closed

‘cos ladies take it in

And get comp- oh oh oh ‘sure

Ladies never lose comp- oh oh oh ‘sure

Not gunna lie

Or even try

You’ve got my wheel spinning

And I ain’t the one to show

The gun

‘cos that means you will be

Winning oh yeah

I love you too much

It shows

All my emotions go

Out of control oh whoa whoa

Good for you bad for me

When I can hardly see

From the tears that flow oh whoa

Ooh oh ooh

Can’t forget to breathe slow

Count from one to ten

With my eyes closed

‘cos ladies take it in

And get comp- oh oh oh ‘sure

Before I lose it get comp- oh oh oh ‘sure

I am gunna breathe slow

Count from one to ten

With my eyes closed

‘cos ladies take it in

And get comp- oh oh oh ‘sure

Ladies never lose comp- oh oh oh ‘sure

Somebody better hold me back

You’re lucky I know how to act

(so lucky ain’t gunna attack)

I’m being calm and cool

But believe me you

It’s taking everything to just

Breathe breathe breathe …

Can’t forget to breathe slow

Count from one to ten

With my eyes closed

‘cos ladies take it in

And get comp- oh oh oh ‘sure

Before I lose it get comp- oh oh oh ‘sure

I am gunna breathe slow

Count from one to ten

With my eyes closed

‘cos ladies take it in

And get comp- oh oh oh ‘sure

Ladies never lose comp- oh oh oh ‘sure

Ce a fost mai intai: porcul sau curva?

„Stii de ce sunt barbatii porci? Fiindca femeile sunt toate, dar toate, niste curve!” mi-a spus cu convingere un domn cu trecut amoros zbuciumat si prezent intesat doar de amintiri si revolte.
Luata pe nepregatite, n-am putut sa ripostez decat aparandu-ma cu armele trecutului meu inteles, acceptat.
Si l-am contrazis, recunoscand ca toata viata mi-am dorit sa fiu curva. Dar m-a impiedicat mereu cate-un porc de barcat. De care m-am indragostit cu deznadejde fidela sau care m-a dezamagit atat de tare, incat convalescenta lunga de dupa intalnire m-a tinut departe de alte deznadejdi, cauzate de alti dragi parteneri de iubire.
Si n-am mai apucat, desi vroiam…….

ce fel de dragoste…

Daca o dogma moarta poate stavili o dragoste vie, ce fel de dragoste este aceea?

Maitreyi – Mircea Eliade

Please don’t leave….

I don’t know if I can yell any louder,
How many times have I kicked you out of here?
Or said something insulting?

Da da da da da

I can be so mean when I wanna be,
I am capable of really anything,
I could cut you into pieces,
When my heart is… broken.

Da da da da da

Please don’t leave me [x2]
I always say how I don’t need you
But it’s always gonna come right back to this
Please don’t leave me

How did I become so obnoxious,
What is it with you that makes me act like this,
I’ve never been this nasty,
Can’t you tell that this is just a contest?
The one that wins will be the one that hits the hardest,
But baby I don’t mean it,
I mean it, I promise

Da da da da da

Please don’t leave me [x2]
I always say how I don’t need you
But it’s always gonna come right back to this
Please don’t leave me

I forgot to say out loud,
How beautiful you really are to me,
I can’t be without,
You’re my perfect little punching bag,
And I need you,
I’m sorry.

Da da da da
da da da da

Da da da da da

Please, please don’t leave me
Baby please don’t leave me (no, don’t leave me)
Please don’t leave me
I always say how I don’t need you
But it’s always gonna come right back to this
Please don’t leave me (no, don’t leave me)

I always say how I don’t need you,
But it’s always gonna come right back to this,
Please don’t leave me,

Please, please don’t leave me.

Affection

Personal affection is a luxury you can have only after all your enemies are eliminated. Until then, everyone you love is a hostage, sapping your courage and corrupting your judgment.