Crăciun Fericit!

Colindul lui Ady

Ho ho ho...
Azi bradul se împodobeşte,
Mos Crăciun se pregăteşte,
Că la noapte el munceşte,
Şi cadouri dăruieşte.
Hao Hao, my dear friend
Plecat pe alt continent,
Poate la anul ne-om vedea
Numa' bine din partea mea!
Crăciun fericit!


Mi-a plăcut urarea şi nu m-am putut abţine să n-o fac publică, mersi Adi că m-ai colindat!

Decisions in life

Life is a path dictated by complicated decisions. Most of us don't even know when we take them. Pain comes with their cognizance.

Cultural ages

I was looking at my blog's header and there it was. I saw something that I wrote but did not read: Socrates (470-399 B.C.). So here's my thought today:

Middle ages missed Socrates.
Post - modern ages miss him too.

E oficial, Elveţia

Începând cu 2 ianuarie mă mut în Elveţia... după lupte seculare ce au durat un an. Adevărul este că de când am venit aici, ba chiar de dinainte să ajung, am vrut să mă mut înapoi în Europa. Şederea mea în state nu a fost mai deloc o experienţă plăcută, ci mai degrabă doar dureri de cap şi... probleme.

Cred că dacă mai stăteam reuşeam să mă obişnuiesc în cele din urmă, dar a locui într-o lume doar obişnuit cu ea, m-ar fi consumat încet şi sigur. De altfel m-a şi consumat încet şi sigur.

Şi totuşi acum că a venit momentul plecării descopăr că sunt oameni şi lucruri care or să îmi lipsească, dar m-am săturat să am viaţa pe pauză şi vreau un nou început, şi vreau acasă în Europa.

Farewell, Dinner, Games

Dacă ar fi să caut partea pozitivă a lucrurilor, atunci este că acum ştiu ce înseamnă să fii european, şi ştiu că deşi românii sunt educaţi că trăiesc în ultima ţară de pe lume, românii sunt fără doar şi poate europeni, mult mai asemănatori cu germanii/francezii şi alţi europeni decât mi-aş fi imaginat vreodată.

Am întâlnit foarte mulţi oameni, din foarte multe locuri din lume, de unele nici nu am auzit înainte şi ăsta a fost cel mai plăcut aspect al excursiei mele în state. Şi concluzia este: dacă ştii să citeşti, ai o casă în care să locuieşti, şi poţi să mergi pe stradă fără ca nici măcar să îţi imaginezi că ai putea să sfârşeşti împuşcat deja trăieşti mult mai bine decât mulţi din "restul de lume".

Eh, măcar de ar învăţa românii să îşi aprecieze cultura şi ţara la adevărata valoare, şi de ar înceta să se autodenigreze, şi mai ales, de ar înceta importul de incultură americană, care n-o să ducă la nimic bun.

The other eye

Thousands of years have passed... the war on terror is long now forgotten, and the Eye is not even a myth today. But that was not the end of Sauron, as Sauron had another Eye!!!

Well what did you expect? Like any normal humanoid, Sauron had indeed, not more, nor less than exactly two eyes. And what an Eye that was (the other eye that is). Sauron had an Eye for FASHION!!! my dear friends. So after the right evil revengeful obsessed with conquering the world Eye was gone, it was time for the left and pretty fashionable Eye to express its feelings and leave its mark on the world.

The eyes were forever talking to each other, but the right eye never listened, so to no surprise, the left Eye saw the ending of the right eye. And the one eyed ring-less that's left of Sauron, came up with a genius plan. It was time for orcs to shine in the face of the... argh!!!... pretty elves. Soon there was a pirate patch on the top of the black tower, which was later demolished to make room for other fancy buildings, and next to it a tall and very very slim pink tower was immediately built. Orcs were now to wear dresses, shave, use toothpaste three times a day, use make up and instead of the old obsession with the rings (that was so last era), Sauron's Eye for Fashion ordered all kinds of pieces of jewelry to be created: from necklaces to foot bracelets.

Of course, all of them were enchanted, but Sauron's eye for fashion had a different idea about how to rule the world. He created trusts and corporations selling luxury items; advertising, marketing, consumers and desire; forever altering the eye-to-eye communication. It was soon that the pretty orcs dressed in pink and anorexic, created a standard of beauty that embarrassed even the most beautiful of the elves. Posters with the new orc models were everywhere these days. Even halflings were having wet dreams with every new model of the orc world, and they were not even sure the model was a man or a woman. It didn't matter anyway!!! So much beauty...

Dwarves offered to work for free to extract the gold out of Mordor's mountains, and get the closest possible glimpse to the orc world. Deep inside their souls, they were hopping that Sauron's eye for fashion will see them at some point and help them emancipate for the ... well after the orcs where not that ugly anymore, the dwarves were now, the ugliest of them all. Too said they spend all their time in caves, because Sauron's eye for fashion never saw them, and they forever went in history as the ugliest race of them all, ever to see the face of this Earth.

Shamed, the not-anymore-prettiest-of-the-world elves, saw no other option, but board boats claiming to travel over the western ocean to the ending of the world, where the beauty of the orcs could not remind them anymore about their failure as true blonds. Only thousands of years later were archaeologists to discover that the elves were so in love with the orc fashion, that all their bots were stashed with Sauron's jewelry, each boat so heavy, that all of them sank.

Time passed by, the eye went old and died. There was no more fashion guru in the world, dwarves had too much pride to bare the thought that they will never be prettier, so they all committed suicide. The orc society collapsed without the dwarven slaves, and most of them died of hunger. I guess dressing and makeup skills didn't help their cooking, amazingly they forgot what food is made from, and that animals are for eating not for the zoo or pets. Halflings lost their ability to reproduce to the nightly wet dreams of orc models, elves sank with their greed for beauty and gold and the only ones left were the humans.

A long, very long time had to pass in human evolution, for the miracle of Sauron's eye for fashion to be reborn. And longer than that, took archaeologists to understand this weird twist in Middle-earth history. But it all came down to the ever-watching eye that couldn't stand so much bad taste and ugliness, after all, it was ever-watching. Sauron's eye's for fashion was just looking for... something beautiful to look at for its own inner joy!

La mulţi ani Denisa!

Pentru cei care nu ştiau, şi pentru cei care au uitat, astăzi este eveniment mare:
Denisa mai face încă un an. :-)

Şi totuşi, e încă un adult tânăr ce poate călători cu reducere la biletele de avion... încă. Celebrarea modestă, suprinsă în poze:


Şi cine n-a apucat încă sau cine a apucat şi nu s-a săturat: lasă un "La mulţi ani Denisa" comentariu!

Many days, no thoughts

Interesting experiment I have started, and weirdly enough it has been proven that most days I don't have any interesting thought crossing my mind. However I do find that encouraging, as there is plenty of room to improve, now that I have become aware of my thoughtlessness.

Noa

Un alt artist dintre artiştii mei favoriţi, a mai scos un album. Şi de data asta este vorba de un artist nu aşa de popular precât maşinile de făcut bani de azi care se numesc staruri.

Am să vă spun despre Noa, prin câteva din versurile ei. Versurile, în general, sunt un lucru foarte important pentru mine, cel puţin :-)

Home Made Religion Stop. It’s 3:15 You have one minute. Are you ready? Now think of all things created Think of those that you care for Think of what you've been blessed with And everything that makes you afraid Wish for anything Let yourself dream Wish for things to get better Until 3:16 There's a stone in my garden that keeps me committed And close to the ground when I feel I should run There's a branch in my window that helps me remember To reach out my arms and touch the sun.. There are two million ants that live in my sidewalk Working together to nurture and feed And the old TV set, with the sad evening news So I never forget how much love we need Home-made religion (In my kitchen) Home-made religion.. Think of how you've been feeling And how you've made others feel Think of what you've been given And what you need to heal Wish for anything.. Try to keep still Wish for things to get better And maybe they will There’s a plant in the corner that helps me remember All of the beauty that grows from a seed And the old TV set, with the sad evening news So I never forget how much love we need Home-made religion (In my kitchen) Home-made religion.. Stop.

Bohémienne Bohémienne Nul ne sait le pays d'où je viens Bohémienne Je suis fille de grands chemins Bohémienne Bohémienne Qui peut dire où je serai demain Bohémienne Bohémienne C'est écrit dans les lignes de ma main Ma mère me parlait de l'Espagne Comme si c'était son pays Et des brigands dans les montagnes Dans les montagnes d'Andalousie Dans les montagnes d'Andalousie Je n'ai plus ni père ni mère J'ai fait de Paris mon pays Mais quand j'imagine la mer Elle m'emmène loin d'ici Vers les montagnes d'Andalousie Bohémienne Nul ne sait le pays d'où je viens Bohémienne Je suis fille de grands chemins Bohémienne Bohémienne Qui peut dire qui j'aimerai demain Bohémienne Bohémienne C'est écrit dans les lignes de ma main J'ai passé toute mon enfance Pieds nus sur les monts de Provence Pour les gitans la route est longue La route est longue Je continuerai mon errance Au-delà des chemins de France Je les suivrai au bout du monde Au bout du monde Un fleuve d'Andalousie Coule dans mon sang Coule dans mes veines Le ciel d'Andalousie Vaut-il la peine Qu'on y revienne ? Bohémienne Nul ne sait le pays d'où je viens Bohémienne Je suis fille de grands chemins Bohémienne Bohémienne Qui peut dire ce que sera demain Bohémienne Bohémienne C'est écrit dans les lignes de ma main C'est écrit dans les lignes de ma main

Beautiful that way Smile, without a reason why Love, as if you were a child, Smile, no matter what they tell you Don't listen to a word they say Cause life is beautiful that way. Tears, a tidal wave of tears Light, that slowly disappears Wait, before you close the curtain There is still another game to play And life is beautiful that way Here with his eyes forevermore I will always be as close as you remember from before Now that you're out there on your own Remember what is real and what we dream is love alone Keep the laughter in you eyes Soon your long awaited prize We'll forget about our sorrows And think about a brighter day Cause life is beautiful that way. We'll forget about our sorrows And think about a brighter day, Cause life is beautiful that way There's still another game to play And life is beautiful that way.

Poate că aţi auzit de Noa, sau poate aţi auzit Noa, dar nu ştiaţi că e Noa. Printre cele mai celebre cântece ale ei e "Blue Touches Blue": muzică | versuri.

PS: Dacă aveţi răbdarea să ascultaţi până la Mishaela... o să aveţi o surpriză.