November playlist

Mood: november rain

Guns’N Roses – November Rain

Guns’N Roses – Don’t Cry

Scorpions – Rythem of Love

Def Leppard – Love Bites

Alice Cooper – Only my Heart Talking

The Doors – Riders on the storm

Cargo – Ziua Vrajitoarelor

Bonnie Tyler – Total Eclipse of the Heart

Rammstein – Wilder Wein

The Cult – Painted on my Heart

Alice Cooper – Love’s a Loded Gun

Rocklike

Some words for Capricorn:

stable    serious    independent   rocklike    confident   strong willed   calm hardworking    unemotional    shrewd    practical    responsible   persevering    capable     backbone    resourceful    determined    high standards    honesty   criticism    respect   discipline    methodical    tough    stubborn    ambition

I

When I had nothing more to lose, I was given everything. When I ceased to be who I am, I found myself.  When i experienced humiliation and yet keep on walking, I understood that I was free to choose my destiny!

New York state of mind

About love…from an atheist

Love can’t be pinned down by a definition & it certainly can’t be proven. Can’t be proven as anything else important in life.

Love is people, love…..is a person.

Love is not an emotion.  It is a policy.

Blonde on Brunette

Imperfection is  beauty, madness is  genius.  And it’s better to be absolutely  ridiculous  than absolutely boring.

Automne…

Probabil tu, iubitul meu, m-ai abandonat din cauza ca ne dadeam unul altuia prea multe dovezi de dragoste.

Dupa ce, intr-o camera de baie atat de indepartata de hotelul unde va aflati voi doi, am simtit parfumul patului vostru nuptial, in sufletul meu s-a inchis o usa.

De cand ai parasit aceasta lume, nici macar o data nu ti-am vazut infatisarea.

Nici  macar o data nu ti-am mai auzit vocea.

Aripile ingerului meu s-au frant.

Si asta pentru ca nu vreau sa zbor catre acea lume a mortii unde te aflii tu.

Nu as regret deloc sa renunt la viata pentru tine. Daca dupa moarte ar fi sa ma reintrupez, te-as urma chiar si maine.

Eu, cea din ziua de azi, decat sa primesc din lumea spiritelor dovezi ale dragostei tale sau sa ajung iubita ta in lumea umbrelor subpamantene sau intr-o lume viitoare, ar fi mult mai frumos sa devenim amandoi flori de prun rosu sau de oleandru, iar fluturii care poarta polenul sa ne casatoreasca.

N-as mai avea atunci nevoie sa ma adresez in felul asta unui mort, dupa atat de tristul obicei al oamenilor.

Goodbye summer….hello rain!

July rewind…

I need some water, coz’ I’m gettin’ so dry, you’re Love is burnin’ like the sun in July…

Coffe or tea?

Coffee or tea?

Coffee. Tea is for laziness. And I’m not in it for that right now. I’ll leave it for autumn. The rainy, lazy autumn…

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So what we do is to stay within the context of what’s practical, what’s real, what dreams can be fashioned into reality, what values can send us to bed comfortably and make us courageous enough…

what makes you courageous enough…?

Masks

Since when did you think being good meant being happy…? Sometimes the man who looks happiest in town with the biggest smile, is the one carrying the biggest load of sin. There are smiles and smiles, learn to tell the dark variety from the light.

Rewind

Totul se repeta de la inceput, nimic nu este nou sub soare si omul nu se va schimba, chiar daca hainele lui se vor transforma, chiar daca se vor modifica cuvintele limbii lui. De aceea, cred ca, in veacurile viitoare, se va schimba doar sensul celor scrise pana acum, fiindca omul in sine nu se poate schimba.

Illusions …of life

Safety is an illusion. There’s really no such thing. The thing is that every choice carries with it a sense of personal respunsability and accountability and a degree of insecurity. You have to live with that and step outside the fear.

Sand

Oricine a privit nisipul care curge intr-o clepsidra. Viata unui om curge la fel, dar nu poate fi masurata cu nici o clepsidra. Pentru fiecare om exista o masura unica si ceea ce i se intampla unui om nu i se poate intampla altui om. Din pacate, acest mare si sublim adevar nu poate fi inteles in intregime decat la batranete, cand timpul este deja risipit, cand nimic esential nu mai urmeaza sa se intample. Atunci cand unui om i se intampla multe si cand inima lui este incercata de neasteptate schimbari, o singura zi poate fi mai lunga decat un an sau doi de viata simpla si monotona.

Hmmm…

A.M.O.R. = palabra de cuatro letras, dos vocales, dos consonantes y dos idiotas…

Ratiune vs. noroc

…Nu dorim sa facem incercarea de a explica dintr-un unghi de vedere rational sau moral acest noroc, fie ca o consecinta cauzala a unor circumstante exterioare, fie ca un fel de rasplata a virtutii lui deosebite. Norocul nu are nimic de-a face cu ratiunea, nici cu morala, este prin esenta lui ceva magic, apartinand unei trepte timpurii, tineresti a umanitatii. Fericitul naiv, cel daruit de zane, cel rasfatat de zei nu este un obiect de consideratii rationale si, ca atare, nici biografice, el este un simbol si se afla dincolo de factorul personal si istoric. Cu toate acestea, exista oameni eminenti din viata carora nu poate fi omisa ideea de noroc, aceasta constand fie si numai in aceea ca ei se intalnesc si se confunda in realitate, biografic si istoric, cu misiunea ce li se potriveste, ca nu s-au nascut nici prea devreme, nici prea tarziu; (…)

Sadness

My beloved,do not be afraid. Do not speak. Stay as you are. I’m here at your side.
Do you feel me? when I touch you for the first time you will fell the warmth, but you will not know where. Perhaps, it will be on your eyes. Who could ever erase this moment?There is no end to it, don’t you see? What we were meant to do, we have done. Believe me, my love, we have done it forever. And if it serves your happiness, do not hesitate for a moment to forget this woman, who now says..without a trace of regret…farewell.

Alone?

Dar cine stie? Poate ca timpul imi slefuise inima, la fel cum, incetul cu incetul, apa erodeaza piatra, poate ca inima mea se schimbase in acea vreme, fara ca eu sa fi bagat de seama, fiindca in acele vremuri nu fusesem atat de singur ca altadata.

Unforgiven…

Lay beside me, tell me what we’ve done
Speak the words I want to hear, to make my demons run…

Quite a realistic person…

Eu nu-s cu capul in nori…iar povesti nu stiu sa spun. Ca oamenii se duc sa caute un lucru care nu exista pe mine ma face sa rad. Lucrurile care conteaza sunt cele care exista, atat ca nu trebuie sa le-arati la toata lumea pentru ca invidia-i o fiara rea.

Tomorrow

Tomorrow is the most important thing in life. Comes into us at midnight very clean. It’s perfect when it arrives and puts itself in our hands. It hopes we’ve learned something from yesterday.

Lost?

Omul nu ar trebui sa fie fericit niciodata, nimic nu este mai trecator decat fericirea, nimic nu este mai dureros decat fericirea pierduta.

sau nu…

Where the sun descends alone

In a time, where the sun descends alone, I ran a long, long way from home…to find a heart that’s made of stone. I will try….I just need a little time, to get your face right out of my mind, to see the world trough different eyes…

Bridges

We cross our bridges when we come to them, and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.

Vise

Nu e om care sa nu viseze. Visam tot felul de lucruri. Si lucrurile acestea par adevarate numai in timpul somnului. Atunci cand te trezesti, vezi limpede ca numai unele sunt adevarate, altele doar cu putinta si a treia parte cu totul in afara de adevar. Cu toate acestea, se intampla adeseori ca ele sa se adevereasca, sa devina realitate. Multi dam crezare viselor…multi punem temei pe ele cum am pune pe orice lucru vazut aievea. De aceea, ele, visele, ne intristeaza sau ne bucura. Altii dintre noi, dimpotriva, nu credem in nici un vis…asta poate pana acand ajungem sa ne convingem de contrariu… Eu insa nu ii sustin nici pe cei ce cred in vise, nici pe cei ce nu cred…pentru ca nici visele nu sunt intotdeauna adevarate, cum nu sunt nici intotdeauna false.
Sunt si multe vise pe care nu le putem intelege, carora nu stim sa le dam interpretare si uneori, nu fac decat sa ne induca in eroare…Vise care sunt influentate de dorinte, temeri, ganduri din timpul zilei…sau de ceea ce urmeaza sa se intample.
S-ar spune ca unele vise se adeveresc la 3 saptamani dupa ce ai visat. Dar pentru unii din noi, e de preferabil ca asta sa nu se intample. Nu e bine a sti dinainte. Asta te face sa visezi si mai mult…te face sa crezi ca nu a fost doar o simpla intamplare…desi cam asta e mereu….

Some words on happines

Happiness is not a sensation of comfort. Happiness is the deeper satisfaction we find when we create, when we construct a physical object, or compose a work of art, or rise a child. We experience happiness when we have touched the world and left it different, according to your will. We experience the greatest happiness, when we touched the world and left it better.

Happiness is superficial for us all. What spins your world around makes you happy…only you can decide what can make you swing…

In vain

Am inteles ca in actiunile si in faptele unui om sunt motive pe care el insusi le ignora. Faptele oamenilor sunt ca praful de la picioarele mele, din moment ce nu le cunosc motivatia si scopul in care au fost savarsite.

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How could the one I gave my heart to, brake my heart so bad, how could the one who made me happy, make me feel so sad, won’t somebody tell me, so I can understand, if you love me, how could you hurt me like that, how could you cause me so much pain.

Capricorn

1. Muncesti cu inteligenta nu cu greutate.
2. Timpul este intodeauna de partea ta.
3. Motto-ul tau : Prefer sa lupt decat sa ma schimb.
4. O asa clasa…mai rar.
5. Tie iti pasa ceea ce altii gandesc.
6. Ca iepurasul cu baterii energizer – continui sa functionezi la nesfarsit.
7. Intuitia nu te inseala.
8. Arme puternice – inteligenta si ironia.
9. Stii sa improvizezi.
10. Nu iti place sa faci « valuri » .
11. Flexibil in codul moral.
12. Open mind : Emotiile pot fi calmate cu ajutorul respiratiei.

I am trouble, trouble, trouble…

I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would,
I told you, I was trouble,
You know, that I’m no good…

Emptines of words

Faptele oamenilor sunt ca pietrele aruncate in apa. Cand arunci o piatra in apa, se aude un zgomot mare si apa se agita, dar dupa o clipa, suprafata apei este din nou neteda si nu se vede nici o urma pe care piatra sa o fi lasat. La fel se intampla si cu memoria oamenilor. Cu timpul, toti iti vor fi uitat numele si faptele.

Choices

Choices. We were back to that, the things that determine the course of your life. Was it that simple? Some of us are high risk and some of us low? Some of us made bad choices and some of us made wise ones? And these choices determined whether we were happy or miserable, healthy or unhealthy, loved or unloved? I had to wonder. What informed these choices? The obvious answer is our parents, the people who loved or didn’t love us, raised us well or poorly. There were other factors, of course. But did it just come down to whether someone loved us enough to teach us how to make the right choices for ourselves?
No. It’s not that simple. Life never is….how you were raised is part of the big picture. It’s one important factor in a million. But in the end, it’s not just the big and small events that make you who you are, make you life what it is, it’s how you choose to react to them. There where you have control over your life. I believe that.

Back to Black

It’s dark as only night can be. Smell of burning timber and thatch filling the air. I want to run and close the window to my room…but I can’t move. Right now I’m not laying in my bed, but on the floor.

My head aches. It seems just like yesterday I was breathing fresh air…now I’m just felling my lungs with nothing but smoke and ashes….ashes that pierce trough me, causing pain. And I start feeling IT again.

And now I realize I’m somehow wanting this pain. I keep calling for it in the morning, waiting for it at night and recall it in the afternoon. It’s like I want to get used to it….I keep calling it when I’m conscious….and the unconscious is doing his dirty work….making me dream of things I want to forget…but things I’m still unfortunately holding on….without wanting them no more.

I tied myself up…and now I can’t find a way to free myself…cause I can’t remember how I ended up like this.

Some time ago…not so long thou, I said I won’t do this anymore….so right now…I apologize….to Myself.

Fighting unholy wars

The pain we feel is nothing but a state of mind. The pain we feel is nothing more then our own mad creation. We can make it fly from us…but sometimes we don’t have the courage…we don’t have the strength…even if we want to.

It’s like you want to fly from a dark room, but sticky veins keep you from departing from it’s dirty floor…ever felt like that before?

Lying myself

Lying your own self for 2 years in not at all a holy affair….and now…taking me back there…I realize I just did as my mind have told, wisdom of the old…heart was never left to speak….yeah…I’ve been weak… Or maybe…heart was speaking too loud, but I never left it to shout….and my mind was all in a blur, cause deceptions & fears deceived her…. Have I learned something from all that was?…I don’t know…..cause I don’t live in the past….and my memories don’t want to last…

Once more…

I don’t wanna’ become a shadow of myself once more. Not again. No.
Time washes away our feelings, our hatred, our pain…but our life too. It’s easy being indifferent, but your own life is indifferent to you. “To all things comes an end…and we’re nothing more but a character in a story”…and an ending story I say. Now I like how some things end. That means you can have something new to begin with…until you can say it’s again, the end.

I wish I were the wind…

I wish I were the wind. The wind as it whips through my hair when I’m walking down the streets, the wind that touches my back as I’m waiting, the wind that tries to hold me back as I’m coming home. Any wind will do. I need to be the wind that can escape and be free. A wind that loses itself in the waves of the blue sea. I wish I were the wind…

Saints & Singers

De ce-i indragim pe cantareti? Poate ca provin din simpla ciudatenie ca exista cantec pe lume.

Nota, cheia, acordul, melodii, armonii, aranjamente, simfonii, ragtime, opera chinezeasca, jazz, blues; faptul ca exista asemenea lucruri, faptul ca s-au descoperit intervalele si pauzele magice care ingaduie aparitia ciorchinilor de note, totul in spatiul  amplitudinii unei maini omenesti, note cu care se pot cladi catedrale de sunet, constitue un mister de alchimie, un mister ca matematica, vinul sau iubirea. Poate ca am invatat de la pasari. Poate ca suntem doar creaturi in cautarea exaltarii. De care nu avem parte decat in mica masura.

Memoirs of gray…

The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves, until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains…

But still….we always see a glimpse of light after the rain…

Life…is for living

I’ve always thought it’s better to shoot first and ask questions later. Life is for living. I like to learn about the world first hand, rather than hear what other people have to say. You might save yourself some problems and heartache playing by the rules, but you miss all the fun.

Guns’nRoses

Life is all about Guns and Roses
Bittersweet like friends and foes’
Some get left behind, some get chosen
Just like life, Guns and Roses.

On faith

You can never really know someone completely. That’s why it’s the most terrifying in the world, really taking someone on faith, hopping they’ll take you on faith, too. It’s such a precarious balance, it’s a wonder we do it at all. And yet…

Riders on the Storm…

Like a dog without a bone

An actor out on loan…..Riders on the Storm

Capricorn II

Sunny rain…

Cuz’ every rainbow has a story…

after a sunny Sunday rain…

Words…

A word can never be unspoken once it has been spoken…If you speak a word with the strength of your heart in it, you can never get that word out of the ears of the one you speak it to and back into your mouth again. Once a word goes forth, it makes things happen for better or for worse. Nothing you do will ever make those things un-happen even if you live for a thousand years…

as an advice…

I simply ask you to see that there is only one thing to do when we fall, and that is to get up, and go on with the life that is set in front of us, and try to do the good of which are hands are capable for the people who come in our way.

Dead end…

Dead end to one path…

…leads to an open highway.