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Still
Wherever the music takes me
emotion traffic
Underwater love
What you mean? No kissing?
minnie me
to the mountain top
ca un escapist intru in lumea ta o lume a fanteziei obscene in cadre de cate patru cadre si-ti invart luminile pana cand iti pierzi pupilele. iti scriu un scenariu sinistru si-ti trimit compasul si echerele ca sa nu-ti incurci unghiurile.
the two of us can rule the world.
Cave Slave
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Good and Evil
there are many variables and less constance.
“when body, breath, speech and mind are broken from each other and scattered in concept and strategy, then no true action can reveal itself. there is only hesitation, or trying to push oneself past hesitation. this is the mind of hope and fear, which arises because one is trying to live in some other moment, instead of in the moment that arises now. one is comparing, planning, or trying to maintain an illusion of control in the midst of a reality which is completely beyond control.”
zanshin
vad fantome prin casa, tutunul rasturnat pe masa si doi ochi intr-o scrumiera plina pana la refuz... de azi renunt la cuvantul acuz.
iar cand ma misc ursuza lasa-ma sa ma trezesc la realitate, saruta-ma usor pe frunte, ca un tata grijuliu, tine-ma de mana in noapte si hai sa fugim prin crapatura aia din perete...
suntem poate niste suflete defecte cu deficiente si carente, mari involburate de spume in spate cu cutumele vietii, ne dorim soarele diminetii.
ce stiam eu despre mine nu s-a schimbat dar vad in fact ca descopar o noua eu cu un alt eu, care parca sunt tot eu dar modificata intr-un fel genetic sa mai refuz acelasi generic de final.