Poetic Jam

She's like heroin sipping through a little glass. She wants nothing more but to be a little whore. I need someone to save her ass.

You don't want me, you don't need me like I want you, like I need you. And I want you in my life, and I need you in my life. You can't see me like I see you. I can't have you like you have me. And I want you in my life and I need you in my life.

It's only pain, it only hurts, I'm only down on the floor where I've been before. And I'll be here again though it hurts to lose you. It's only pain.

Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain. I love you still among this cold things. Sometimes my kisses go on those heavy vessels that cross the sea towards no arrival. I see myself forgotten like those old anchors.

The lamp of my soul dyes your feet, the sour wine is sweeter on your lips, oh the reaper of my evening song, how solitary dreams believe you to be mine. You are taken in the net of my music, my love, and my nets of music are wide as the sky. My soul is born on the shore of your eyes of mourning. In your eyes of mourning the land of dreams begin.

I love you! You gave me a walk to remember, you took me into the wild, close to the vanishing point, fast & furious sex in the city and you made me feel like little miss sunshine. You are my dark knight rockstar and I would walk more than 8 miles in the purple rain for you.

Si astfel, trupul dintru inceput al androginului fiind despicat in doua parti, fiecare jumatate a inceput sa tanjeasca dupa cealalta si sa se impreuneze cu ea: cuprinzandu-se cu bratele si tinandu-se strans impletite din dorul de a se retopi intr-o singura fiinta, incepusera sa piara de foame si, indeobste, de neputinta de a mai face orice altceva pentru ca nici una nu vroia sa faca nimic fara cealalta.

My struggle is harsh and I come back with eyes tired at times from having seen the unchanging earth, but when your laughter enters it rises to the sky seeking me and it opens for me all the doors of life.

Am un mare gol in minte cand ma gandesc la tine. Mi s-au ascuns gandurile? Ma-ntreb... S-or fi ascuns ele, dar durerea lor ramane.

My old man is a bad man but I can't deny the way he holds my hand. And he grabs me, he has me by my heart. Light of my life, fire of my loins, be a good baby, do what I want. Chasing me all over town 'cause he knows I'm wasted, I won't get out because I'm crazy, baby I need you to come here and save me. I'm your little scarlet, starlet. Kiss me on my open mouth ready for you. My old man is a tough man but he's got a soul as sweet as blood red jam. And he shows me, he knows me every inch of my tar black soul.

La moartea lui Narcis, florile campului s-au intristat si au cerut raului cateva picaturi de apa ca sa il planga. Oh, a replicat raul, daca picaturile mele de apa ar fi lacrimi, nu mi-ar ajunge sa-l plang eu insumi pe Narcis. Pentru ca il iubesc. Daca-l iubesc e pentru ca atunci cand se apleca asupra apelor mele imi vedeam propia reflexie in ochii lui.

A influenta pe cineva inseamna sa-i dai propriul suflet. Cel influentat nu mai gandeste cu propriile lui ganduri si nu mai arde cu propriile-i pasiuni. Pentru elvirtutiile nu mai sunt reale. Pacatele, daca exista intr-adevar pacate, sunt imprumutate.

Loud is the wind in your ears as you spin, as you look for the sun. Loud are the skies as you thunder your cries when your prayers are sung. Hard is the floor as the waves pound the shore of your wonds, roll up your sleeve.

Sitting & drinking red red wine, this is how you remind me that all the bad rain goes away because you've got those positive vibes and I know that baby did a bad bad thing, but I sit here comfortably numb having hihg hopes that you'll come back, dazed and confused, when the leeve breaks and I'll give you whole lotta love.

I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times, in life after life, in age after age forever.

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In asteptarea numarului 15.000, va mai vrajesc putin cu prostii de-alea mele. O saptamana nebuna, nebuna de tot. A fost. De maine, de fapt de azi, lucrurile incep sa isi revina incet incet si sa reintre in normalitate. Am inceput sa imi umplu hardul, si pe cat de usor mi se parea, ma chinui sa ajung la 500 de mega si inca nu am ajuns nici la un sfert din capacitatea lui totala.

O recomamdare de film foarte buna pentru cei interesati ar fi filmul "Kingdom of Heaven" din 2005; foarte bun filmul. Daca tot am inceput sa ma uit la desenele copilariei mele, si anume "Captain Planet", astept sa le si termin, nu de alta dar mai avem niste serii de "Transformers" de vazut, plus "Game of Thrones", plus recenta serie de filme James Bond pe care mi-am scos-o weekend-ul ce tocmai a trecut. Unele le-am vazut din ele, dar acum am luat-o incet si frumos, de la primul pana la ultimul. Sunt curios sa vad ce le-a fatat mintea producatorilor, respectiv scriitorului Ian Fleming.

Inca astept ca vremea sa se mai incalzeasca, sa imi duc planul la bun sfarsit si sa vina vara. Vreau sa merg departe, sa fie cald, nu de alta dar am niste playlist-uri si niste filme in cap, de ma fute Holliwood-ul. Vreau R6-le, ca ma frig palmele, si niste piele pe mine, ca imi este rece...

Acest inceput de an, a fost mult prea melancolic, mult prea cu aducere aminte de timputi trecute, timpuri faine, dar trecute. Mi-am mai ingropat o parte din trecut, si am inceput sa mai cladesc ceva din viitor; fundatia e aproape gata, iar de la vara-toamna incepem sa ridicam zidurile. Probabil intr-un an de zile ne si mutam in casa noua. Ce bine ar fi.

M-a tot marcat piesa de la "AlternoSfera", cu inchisoarea lor cu tot ("Inchisoarea Alba"), dar e bine, cel putin gandim pozitiv si facem ca lucrurile sa mearga; vorba aceea, "banii fac Pamantul sa se invarta". Pula mea, ca am ajuns sa citam din "B.U.G. Mafia. Nu credeam, dar se pare ca este adevarat.

Am scapat si de camatarie, sa speram ca nu va mai fi nevoie... Sper doar ca domnul doctor e mai fericit acum...

Iar in loc de incheiere va las cu o opera epica:



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