sâmbătă, 31 decembrie 2016

“I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.”
- Van Gogh -

sâmbătă, 8 octombrie 2016

Muddy Waters


 

We are kneeling at the rivers edge and tempting
All the steps to follow closer right behind
Is it only when you feel a part is empty
That it’s gnawing at the corners of your mind


I will ask you for mercy
I will come to you blind
What you’ll see is the worst me
Not the last of my kind


In the muddy water we’re falling
In the muddy water we’re crawling
Holds me down
Hold me now
Sold me out
In the muddy waters we’re falling


It is not clear why we choose the fire pathway
Where we end is not the way that we had planned
All the spirits gather 'round like its our last day
To get across you know we’ll have to raise the sand


Oooh, I will ask you for mercy
I will come to you blind
What you’ll see is the worst me
I'm not the last of my kind

 

In the muddy water we’re falling
In the muddy water we’re crawling
Holds me down
Hold me now
Sold me out
In the muddy waters we’re falling


Don’t fail me now
Put your arms around me and pull me out

I know I’m found
With your arms around me, oh save me now


In the muddy water we’re falling
In the muddy water we’re crawling
Holds me down
Hold me now
Sold me out
In the muddy waters we’re falling

luni, 26 septembrie 2016

“The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.”
- Rabindranath Tagore -

luni, 19 septembrie 2016

luni, 12 septembrie 2016

“No tree, it is said, can grow to heaven unless its roots reach down to hell.” 
 – Carl Jung –
Via

duminică, 28 februarie 2016

Maker



Meet me at the station at seven o'clock
You know what I like and that I like 'em a lot
Let's go somewhere quiet where we can engage
Let's go somewhere rowdy where we can misbehave

 

Coz I'm a maker baby
I'm a maker


Life is how you take it don't you think
I'll walk you to work when you finish your drink
Life is how you take it and so on and so on and so on
Get me in for nothing so my night can go on, go on, go on

 

Coz I'm a maker baby
I'm a maker

 
Give me just a little bit
Give me an inch you know I'm taking it
And all of this time we spend talking shit
Baby it's all about making it

 
Coz I'm a maker baby
I'm a maker

 
Whispered in my ear for me to meet her outside
You konw that I'll wait coz I've been waiting all night
Everybody's leaving and we're moving back to mine
It's a beautiful evening for taking our time

 

Give me just a little bit
Give me an inch you know I'm taking it
And all of this time we spend talking shit
Baby it's all about making it


Coz I'm a maker baby
I'm a maker
Coz I'm a maker baby
I'm a maker

luni, 8 februarie 2016

Walk Unafraid



As the sun comes up, as the moon goes down
These heavy notions creep around
It makes me think, long ago
I was brought into this life a little lamb
A little lamb
Courageous, stumbling
Fearless was my middle name.
But somewhere there I lost my way
Everyone walks the same
Expecting me to step
The narrow path they've laid
They claim to
Walk unafraid
I'll be clumsy instead
Hold my love or leave me high.


Say "keep within the boundaries if you want to play."
Say "contradiction only makes it harder."
How can I be
What I want To be?
When all I want to do is strip away
These stilled constraints
And crush this charade
Shred this sad masquerade
I don't need no persuading
I'll trip, fall, pick myself up and
Walk unafraid
I'll be clumsy instead
Hold my love or leave me high.

 

If I have a bag of rocks to carry as I go
I just want to hold my head up high
I don't care what I have to step over
I'm prepared to look you in the eye
Look me in the eye
And if you see familiarity
Then celebrate the contradiction
Help me when I fall to
Walk unafraid
I'll be clumsy instead
Hold my love or leave me high.
Walk unafraid
I'll be clumsy instead
Hold my love or leave me high.

joi, 4 februarie 2016

"Tăceau unul lângă altul, mână în mână, lipiţi, orbi, fără de gând, fără trecut şi fără viitor, fericirea fiind splendoarea unui vid perfect ca şi al cerului."
— Ionel Teodoreanu –
Photo credit: Igor Bulgak

luni, 1 februarie 2016

"Un om care trăieşte în spiritul valorilor ce sprijină viaţa nu va încerca să dovedească nimic; nici sfinţenia, nici bunătatea, nici puterea sa. De aceea oamenii de acest calibru trăiesc mai degrabă în izolare, dar atunci cînd cerem exprimarea iubirii, s-ar putea să-i întâlnim, iar întâlnirea cu ei ne poate schimba viaţa."
  – Octavian Paler

ViaPhoto:Facebook

vineri, 29 ianuarie 2016

The Sound of Silence


Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
 
Because a vision softly creeping
Left it's seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains within the sound of silence

 
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp


When my eyes were stabbed
By the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence


And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening


People writing songs
That voices never share
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence

 
"Fools" said I, "you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows

Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"

But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence


And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made
And the sign flashed out it's warning
And the words that it was forming


And the sign said
"The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls"
And whispered in the sound of silence

Sufletul meu drag...

-Cum ești?
-Bine.  

...
- Cine îți cunoaște sufletul?
- Eu.
-Nimeni altcineva?
-Nu.



-De ce?
- Nu știu. Poate am uitat de semenii noștrii, poate suntem superficiali... nu știu?!
Un lucru mi-e cert: doare atât de tare atunci când mi-e dor de frânturile de suflete pe care le-am văzut în oameni... (din nou și din nou, oricât aș încerca eu  să neg)... 


Sufletul meu drag, sunt singură în această lume... Te rog, vin-o mai repede în întâmpinarea mea și mângâie-mi sufletul plin de răni, am mare nevoie de tine, nu de ale tale umbre. Te rog, nu mai am răbdare, te aștept de foarte mult timp; tu știi prea bine că eu am nevoie de acea contopire completă.
 Doar arată-te sufletul meu drag... Sunt singură de prea mult timp, nu mai am nevoie de distrageri, ci de tine. În acest ritm simt că înnebunesc, îmi e greu să car singură toată această greutate, simt cum ajung la capătul puterilor... Nu mai pot vedea bunătatea, zâmbesc doar pentru că nu pot lăsa lacrimile să întâmpine lumina... Am nevoie de o îmbrățișare puternică dn partea ta.
Nu mă mai lăsa să aștept.
Am nevoie de tine...

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