Time

For to long we stood and watched
As it rushed away...
Cities turned to gray...
Try to move... It hasn't notched,
But neither can it stay...

Riding lines across the face,
Grinding stone
Without a moan,
Time will take away our grace...
And leave us here alone.

Will we drop without a fight?
We don't ask how,
Not even now,
When we will be without our light?
We can't allow...

We can't allow this to go on!
We will rise,
Not to demise,
Not to a world that soon is gone.
For we are wise!

The little time that we have left
We will hold,
And it will mold
Itself around our woe and bereft,
For it is gold.

Lets leave our marks in every place
On every rock
With every shock
So others might repeat our pace
And unlock...

For us it matters not right now...
For we will go,
But still bestow
Our humble legacy, if you'll allow,
For them to grow...

Whatever you do will be insignificant, but it is very important that you do it.

Evolution

Progress for the sake of progress... We evolve continuously, but at what price?

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We delude ourselves with the so called simplicity of the life we have created... We turn "want" into "need"... We managed to turn a luxury, a pleasurable activity, into a necessity...

Most of us can't even comprehend a life without a computer... Well, not without a computer... Without Internet...

And what irony to be writing this on the Internet...

Internet became a natural (not in real terms) extension to our bodies and minds... Soon a replacement...

Why bother remembering anything if the Internet can tell you what you forgot... Why leave the sanctity of your humble home to socialize if all that is a click away... Why bother living in reality if it's to streamline, to boring, to usual for you... Why be yourself if you can deceive the others with a face face you created on the Internet...

We don't hurry, we realize time is passing... We don't think, we Google... We don't speak our minds, we post...

We evolve and forget to be happy... We bury joy under a sea of bits... We are taught to seek love on the Internet... Life is speed, and we can't stop... We can't hide any longer... They seek us... Know us... See us... We are all identified...

We are to connected...

You can't say no... They won't let you believe...

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We are crushed if we dare to stop... Crushed under the weight of those who follow blindly... Walking in the line...

We are fooled into thinking there is no other way... We are deceived so we don't question this new wave...

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We need to log out of that illusion and back into reality...
Somebody needs to stop this invasion of bits...
Someone needs to teach us how to be truly happy once more...
Anyone...
Anybody...

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Vama Veche - Fericire



Just for you... A flicker of hope on the dark sea of the modern world... A world that forgot about the need to be happy... To be free... And replaced that need with a materialistic and egocentric need...
The hope that there still are people who would give all the technology in the world for one moment... Just one single moment of real happiness... And true love... And just have a true smile on there lips...

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Reboot

For years this soul has scarred itself raw
For internal wisdom and a mind in a flaw
Personal triumph to personal lost
The selling of mortals at the price of there cost.

These arts of mine from personal pain
I've nothing to lose, though nothing to gain
For these stories of mine fall on def ears
Personal trauma, the hopes and the fears.

A baring of soul is not needed these days
For there's more to this world, there's several ways
So burn it away and cast it aside
Our time will be swept away with the tide.

Cleanse yourself clean before mental decease
Let yourself not fall to your caprice
So leave it all behind if it burdens the soul
Try as you might, you will not gain control.

The weight of our baggage makes us crawl on our knees
As the last of our health we are forced now to squeeze
What do we need, and where will we go?
Nothing is necessary, that's all one need know.

Feel the dispersion of desire and of shame
It's the key to rebirth in a world slightly sane
We are what we are, part of a wicked machine
But I'll leave it behind to start something clean.

Avem timp

Octavian Paler... Un artist mare... Si un om si mai mare...

Nu o sa va dau poezia lui cu acelasi nume, ca o puteti gasi oriunde... Ci voi abstractiza... Voi scoate in evidenta ce pare pentru mine mare, mult, important... Adica tot...

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Sau... Hai pe engeza...

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Yeah... Here we go...
Now we will make it rime...

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We've time.
Time for everything...

We've time to chose and time to sleep
Time to fail and time weep
To fall, to fail, to learn...
We've time to judge and to rejoice
We've time to chose, I've made my choice
Our choices hurt, our choices burn...
We've time to read, time to wright
Time to regret and time to fight
We even have the time to turn...
We've time to plan ahead and follow
Also time our pride to swallow
But chose to remain stern...
We've time to scavenge in our mind
We've time to hate and become blind
And still we do not see the pattern...
We've time to ask and wait for answers
We're deaf but still we hear the rumors
We let the wind our soul to churn...
We've time to smile and dreams to shatter
We make friends yet let them scatter
And wait in vain for there return...

We have the time to be kind
But in the end chose not to be.
We've got time inside our mind
We've all the time we can not see.

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Enough of the rimes...

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Time has thought me many things
And some I'd like to share with you

I learned you can not make someone else love you...
But you can try to be more lovable...
The rest is up to them...

I learned that no matter how much I care
Others might not care at all...

I learned that trust is gained in years...
And lost in seconds...

I learned that in life not what you have counts...
But who...

I learned that charm will help you for the first fifteen minutes...
From there on you are on your own...

I learned that what others can do better is not a measurement...
But rather what you can do...

I learned that what happens to people is unimportant...
Important is what you can do to help them...

I learned that you have to depart from friends with warm words...
Those might be the last words you will tell them...

I learned that you can carry on...
Long after you have given up...

I learned that heroes are the ones that do what's right...
Whatever it takes...

I learned that there are people who love you...
But don't know how to show it...

I learned that when I'm upset, I have the right to be upset...
But not the right to be mean...

I learn that friendship, as well as love, can exist...
No matter how far apart...

I learned that just because someone dose not live you the way you want them to,
That doesn't mean they don't love you...

I learned that sometimes forgiving others is not enough...
Sometimes you need to forgive yourself...

I learned that no matter how much you suffer
The world will not stop turning...

I learned that time and circumstances change you...
But it is your responsibility what you become...

I learned that when you might think you have nothing more to give
You can still give a lot more than you have...

I learned that reading, as well as writing
can calm the pain your soul is in...

I learned that the ones you care for most
Are the first to be taken away from you...

I learned to pull the lines between all sides of life...
Without giving up on my own side...

I learned to love others...
So that I may be loved...

Poke vs. the Black Sheep

Yeah...

Or "Poke vs. the Weird Feeling"... Cause it's weird.

Back once more... After some time of absence...
But I'm not back empty handed, oh no... BACK WITH THE VENGEANCE!
No... Not really... Back with a song... A new one...

And a background story... Or not... Dunno... Or do I... I don't...

I actually do... But not for you... Nether for you...

Enough of the smalltalk... Back to the action... Well no action... Back to the music first of all...

I give you...
Metric - Black Sheep



Scott Pilgrim vs. the World... Yeah... An epic of epic epicness... Epic...

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Enough of the music... Time for something else...

Insults? Ok...

Coward...
Manipulative... "Now that the truth is just a rule that you can bend, you crack the whip, shape-shift and trick the past again."
Melodramatic... "Our common goal was waiting for the world to end"
Slow...
Undecided...

And i don't mean you...

And now I'm afraid to end up alone... "Everyone pulls away from you"... Well, I mean me...


Vendel'o eranu sin'na!

Moody...

I'm in a quite peculiar mood right now...

Kin of down... But not really...

This song fits it best...
I dunno... I feel it like this...
You tell me...

Apocalyptica - Faraway



Ignore the clip... It's not the real one... Version one (non vocal) dose not have a clip... This is a combination of Bittersweet plus Faraway version 2 clips...

D.F.T.B.A.

Stories pt1

This entire text is written using song quotes from 3 Doors Down also having the song title in brackets after the quote.
The titles of each so called paragraph are song titles themselves.

Going Down In Flames

"I’m torn between this life and where I stand"(Let Me Go).
"This is getting old"(Loser), "I’m trying so damn hard"(Duck And Run) and "There’s nothing left to lift me up"(Away From The Sun).
"I can feel my soul, it’s bleeding"(By My Side) because "There’s too much work and I’m spent"(Running Out of Days) and now "I’m running from everything"(Ticket to Heaven).
"They gave me a life that’s not so easy to live"(I Feel You), "I’m not supposed to be scared of anything"(Changes) "But I don’t have the time"(Not Enough) to "Looking forward, not behind"(Life of My Own) "And the pain inside is making me numb"(Changes).

"And I’m running out of days " (Running Out of Days) but "This time it’s over. I’m gonna make it end"(Sarah Yellin’).

So I Need You

"I dream ahead to what I hope for"(Let Me Go) because "Someday I will find a love That flows through me like this"(Loser) but "I guess I just got lost being someone else"(Let Me Be Myself). "Why can’t that be me"(Be Like That)?
"What do I get to get me through this sleepless nights"(I Feel You) "Cause now again I’ve found myself so far down"(Away From The Sun) and "There's no one here to talk to"(Changes).

"That’s not the world I live in, this is not the life for me"(My World) "So I need you"(So I Need You).


More to follow.

Price tags

Seems lately that everything has a price... And we all seem to categorize things according to it...
Costs more? It's worth more...
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Yeah... Right... And I'm just one of the morons to fall into that trap...

"Jessie J - Price Tag"



We are stuck in a world of consumerism where we (most of us) are hypnotized into thinking that you need this and that...
And society isn't doing t good job in this ether... They go along with it, nearly enforcing it...
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You find yourself being marginalized for simply refusing to cope in with the rest...
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We live in a world where the week willed get fooled into following someone else's laws... One example is smoking... At first you do it to fit in, not to marginalized... After some time spent smoking you are unable to quit even tho you see the error of your ways... You realize what a stupid and irrational decision it was...
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And another very good example is the problem regarding alcohol... Seemingly the young generation has formed a mentality that seems to imply that having fun can only happen after getting drunk...
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But these are but few of the many problems...
Clothing is another...
We seem to also be unable to go for comfort and simplicity...
If people would be able to wear a simple pair of jeans and a simple t-shirt there would be no need for fashion... The higher the price the bigger the sucker...
Just beacuse it is made by D&G or DC or whatever crappy company with a name that stands out dose not make it better than my no name jeans and my no name mp3 player...
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How many people can say that they can go into a club with friends and just sit at a table with them without consuming anything? I, for one, can.
How many of you refused to go into a club just beacuse you did not have any money, thus being unable to purchase any merchandise in the club/pub? Not me, or if i did it was an excuse... Sorry guys...
How many of you chose simplicity in the disadvantage of extravaganza? I certainly did...
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Soon we will find ourselves placing a price tag on a soul...
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Seems we place more accent on price than quality, truth or real values...
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Seems we forgot to smile and enjoy simplicity...
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Seems we cover ourselves in extravaganza so much that we can't even have a good time...
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Seems one car is not enough...
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Seems clothes make people...
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Sad... Honestly and truthfully sad...

But luckily there are still the, so called outsiders, who refuse to give in to society...

"It's no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society." - Jiddu Krishnamurti

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D.F.T.B.A.

How to save a life.

The Fray - How To Save A Life



1. Love
2. Listen
3. Breathe
4. Imagine
5. Let it go
6. Believe
7. Forgive
8. Hold still
9. Hold close
10. Amaze yourself
11. Remember
12. Make yourself secure
13. Make everyone secure
14. Take it back
15. Let it go
16. Dream
17. Fear
18. Talk to someone
19. Don't lie
20. Don't pretend
21. Trust yourself
22. Cry
23. Accept
24. Don't hurt yourself
25. Don't hurt anyone
26. Keep moving
27. Regret
28. Forget
29. Make peace
30. Make love
31. Banish wars
32. Banish hate
33. Be free
34. Feel free
35. Stand still
36. Don't be scared of death
37. Have faith
38. Admire
39. Stand strong
40. Surrender
41. Dance
42. Smile
43. Laugh
44. Break
45. Touch
46. Have secrets
47. Share secrets
48. Know secrets
49. Relieve
50. Don’t lie to yourself
51. Release
52. Run
53. Learn
54. Leave
55. Trust others
56. Question
57. Be kind
58. Keep your memories
59. Don’t forget
60. Kiss
61. Hug
62. Scream out
63. Be true
64. Admit
65. Live
66. Release the fear
67. Secure
86. Open up
99. Say goodbye

SIGNS...

Just watch the video...



Epic, huh?

Peculiar...

People are such peculiar creatures...

I still can't actually understand them.
So changing... So undecided... So dissimulating...

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Si in mod bizar, desi melodia de data asta e pe romana, voi vorbi in engleza...

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So back to our flock of sheep...
I dunno what is going on, what I should say, or what I should do...

All I know is that I hat phones right now... So much...

I present to you "Dakonia - Te Chem".



This WILL be edited in the future... OR not... Remains to be seen...

Edit (13.02.2011):

So here I am again...

The problems are solved... But it did not raise the wail... I'm still confused...
And disappointed...

But that's what life is... Confusing... Disappointing... Changing...
Just like people...
Well... That's free will for you...

At first I won a friend... Then I won something more in that friend... Then I lost that something more... And I hope that at least the friend remains there...

"There is no emptiness, only our inability to fill the void in which we live"

Well... Life goes on... It has to...
And I will embrace life with an enigmatic smile, a pair of empty, narrow eyes and an ever changing disposition...

Keep... It... Tidy...

Loosing it... I'm slowly loosing it...
Am I?

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I'm not insane... AM I?

I feel fine...
But... "We're a little lost... In here" aren't we?



"But... It's OK... I can tidy up".

I find myself slowly dripping of the walls of my own mind...

My mind is a small cubical room with no windows or doors... It's not quite filled... Not even with me in it... No furniture... Well there is a chair... A small desk... A lamp... No bed? No bed! I don't need to sleep... I can't sleep... Not here. Not now. Not with all of them trying to get me... Who you ask? Them. They... "The chair is on it's side"... He's trying to get me... But... "The wall is on my side... This time".
I'm never certain of what's happening here... Here... Or maybe there... Here or there... It could be real... Like happening... Or... All in my head...
"You never know... YOU... NEVER... KNOW!
See... We never have to...
But I can tidy that right up, right now"...
The wall? Yes, the wall... It's there... And there... And there, and there, and there... Everywhere...
A door? No... What? No, there is no door...
Thant's not... Well seems like it... It's a door... A door there...
Never seen it until now... Let's see what we have here... Hmm... That's odd... Scratch marks all over it... But... I'm alone here... Who made these... Well who put the door here... I have been here for 21 years... 21? Or 22? I think it's 21... But close to 22...
Newer mind that... Scratch that!
The door... What door? There's no door here... You must be delusional...
I'm the guy who keep it tidy... It? The room of course... My room... Your room? No, I think you will see it's my room... MY ROOM!
We doN't do ThiS... I'M iN chaRgE heRE... ThaT KinD OF thInG JusT ISn'T ME! FoR thE nExt PhRAse ThaT PuLLs ApaRt the Walls Of mY oWN mINtalItY HatCHet BreakS DoWN THe waLL TarEs ApaRT kEEN CHoiCeS maRk tHe TimE PaSsING By thE wAll sAD caTcH You LamB thE FabRiC SeeRed WiTH tHe ShaME OF SHeeR... i'M hIt...

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"TIDY. While the Specter Hedy, Hedy,
Filled Inspector High and Mighty.
I'm the man who keeps it tidy!
I'm the man who keeps it tidy!
I'm the man who keeps it tidy!
I'M THE MAN WHO KEEPS IT TIDY!
TIDY!
TIDY!
TIDY!
I'm the man who...
I'm the man who...
So... That's not right..."

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I'm not mad... I'm fine... We all are... Who? Well we... We all... All of us... Us three... Did I say three? I meant to say five... Us five... All five of us... You too...
We are all fine... Fine... Fine...
And I'm not talking to myself here... Beacuse that would be insane, wouldn't it... I mean I'm not insane...

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I'm not...

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But I'm going insane... But I'm not going there alone... We all are going there... We all are... Going insane...
You too...

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No... I'm the man who keeps it tidy... But I'm not doing a good job... I'm failing at keeping my room tidy... My room? I mean my... My room... No... Mind... My mind... My mind... That's the room of my mind... That's the mind of my room... No... My room dose not have a mind... No... No mind of it's own... Doesn't have one... Or dose it? It dose play some pranks on me? Is it real? Is it? We can never tell for sure... Well it must be...
Because I'm not going insane...

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I'm fine... You are fine too... As is he... And they... We all are...

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In the end you will see that I'm not going insane... No... I'm actually as mentally stable as we all are... No, I mean the entire world... Raise your hand If you are "normal"...
Can't see any hands raised... Hold on... I can see one... In the back... Oh... He just wanted to excuse himself for going to the bathroom... No need for that...
Normal... What is that? What dose it mean to be normal?
Whatever it is I don't want to be normal... Sounds boring and average...

How about you?