Tuesday, April 29

bubbles of absurdity and dead neurons

i would like to be
to create a new
dimension of space
and when you will do
i will tell you
that our love is true
and make no mistake
there's no time to waste
because i shall see
all that kills a tree
it is false and grey
that you may dismay
that which i have been
in the times wherein
flowers were the killers
of the people dealers
and this might just be
the outmost absurdity
i have ever thought
drinking wine a lot

Typolution



music: Ratatat- Nostrand

LADYTRON- BEAUTY 2

Ladytron- discotraxx

Sunday, April 27

Metronomy- radio ladio

VIsual Music- Amon Tobin

Haotic

= "exact cum simtim noi in momentul respectiv, cum avem chef, fara a da vreo socoteala cuiva"





















Tuesday, April 15

OMG!!!... so fuckin gay!!..in an artistic kinda way..

http://morphoman.blogspot.com/

from "The Key of Mystery"

Wisdom is hidden in darkness.
When lit by the flame of the Soul,find thou the wisdom and be LIGHT-BORN,a Sun of the Light without form.
Seek thee ever more wisdom.
Find it in the heart of the flame.
Know that only by strivingand Light pour into thy brain.
Now have I spoken with wisdom.List to my Voice and obey.
Tear open the Veils of the darkness.
Shine a LIGHT on the WAY.

Thursday, April 10

Wednesday, April 9

Poezie in 3 culori

pare usor
sa deosebesti negru de alb
dar in realitate
totul se confunda
iar in lumea ideilor
orice gand ar putea fi adevarat
fie el negru
sau alb



Tuesday, April 8

prin ochi de printesa...se poate redefini realitatea..Cu o printesa se face primavara!!

Sa dormi inseamna sa-ti spui povesti pe care inca nu le stii.
(Baldachin= pat garnisit cu voaluri, al printeselor prin excelenta)

Sa canti insemana sa colorezi cuvinte. Dansul a ca zborul pe pamant.

Cuvintele calatoresc iar cand revin acasa, nu le mai intelegi.

Un capriciu nu e decat un sclipat de umoare neagra.

Sa nu surazi e ca si cum ai uita sa dai apa la flori.

Hazardul este o poveste careia nu poti sa-i cunosti sfarsitul.

Secretele sunt incuiate bine dar visul lor e evadarea.

Cand uit e o idee ce se joaca de-a v-ati-ascunselea in adancul meu.

Viata atarna de un fir de par.

Jungla e o sala colosala dintr-o dezordine totala.

Printesa timp de-o zi, tot timpul!! Sa fii regina, ramanand printesa.

Apa e o rochie ce nu accepta sa o imbraci.

Padurea e gradina secreta a lumii intregi.

si in final..un sfat..caci o printesa nu poate fi fericita fara printul sau..sa cauti fara sa stii cine-i (printul)...si totusi sa fii sigura ca-l recunosti.


Thursday, April 3