Waiting For The Miracle

HEART WITH NO COMPANION

Jonathan Livingston Seagull - The Odyssey

Ray Conniff- Seasons in the sun

Jonathan Livingston Seagull - Be

My declaration

FERICIRE

Cancao do Mar - Dulce Pontes

Softly Whispering "I Love You!"

Ashes and Snow (Cenizas y Nieve - en el corazón de Tenochtitlán)

Hope There's Someone

Hope there's someone
Who'll take care of me
When I die, will I go

Hope there's someone
Who'll set my heart free
Nice to hold when I'm tired

There's a ghost on the horizon
When I go to bed
How can I fall asleep at night
How will I rest my head

Oh I'm scared of the middle place
Between light and nowhere
I don't want to be the one
Left in there, left in there

There's a man on the horizon
Wish that I'd go to bed
If I fall to his feet tonight
Will allow rest my head

So here's hoping I will not drown
Or paralyze in light
And godsend I don't want to go
To the seal's watershed

Hope there's someone
Who'll take care of me
When I die, Will I go

Hope there's someone
Who'll set my heart free
Nice to hold when I'm tired

Deaprojekt ... Für Beate

I love you - Habanot nehama

SPACE WEAVER

So Far...

Wondrous and descriptive, my life at every moment
Breathing into my soul
Declaring my thoughts

I harbor unlimited love,
I harbor unlimited love

For entire days I just dont want to be
Like a gift, a gift that is predicated on love
Dark soul.
Give me yourself and not only if
Give love without jackals and without conditions

So far, you see the sky
You cry, you dont know why
Its joy, its happiness
The rainbow makes you feel high
So far, you see the sky

Maybe Ill wear an incandescent gown
Ill grow my heels Ill widen my size
But even that wont express me sufficiently
And if I leap to heights beyond the horizon
Maybe that wont make their hearts beat either
What else will I do?
To make my way succeed,
I have to work, to work, to lose, to forfeit
Will I crash and splinter into suppositions
Or continue to exist in this universe?
A long, exhausting and magical journey
And to where?

I dont accept her
Maybe I spent too much time thinking
I should try my own way.
I forgot my talisman
Im walking the face of the earth with no purpose, no purpose
I lack strength of will
Wasting my time on another morning coffee
Or on going to see a film
Fleeing fateful self love
Everything I request will be scattered to the winds
The deliverer is not delivering to this soul

For entire days I just dont want to be
Like a gift, a gift that is predicated on love
Dark soul.
Give me yourself and not only if
Give love without jackals and without conditions

Songbird - Eva Cassidy

FRAGILE

RAIN

All That Remains

Breathing Below Surface - flamenco

Fall At Your Feet

Bitter Heart

TANGO

High Definition

SprintCam v3 NAB 2009 showreel from David Coiffier on Vimeo.

The fun theory

The easiest way to change people's behaviour for the better 

is by making it fun to do.

Amazing Lyre Bird song

In a blue dream...

Pink - I don't believe you

Fallen Angel by Daniil Simkin - dance

Nim's island

Lisa Gerrard - Come Tenderness

Requiem for a dream

Emmanuelle - Pierre Bachelet

Mélodie d'amour chantait le cœur d'Emmanuelle
Qui bat cœur à corps perdu
Mélodie d'amour chantait le corps d'Emmanuelle
Qui vit corps à cœur déçu
Tu es encore
Presque une enfant
Tu n'as connu
Q'un seul amant
Mais à vingt ans
Pour rester sage
L'amour étant
Trop long voyage
Mélodie d'amour chantait le cœur d'Emmanuelle
Qui bat cœur à corps perdu
Mélodie d'amour chantait le corps d'Emmanuelle
Qui vit corps à cœur déçu
L'amour à cœur
Tu las rêvé
L'amour à corps
Tu las trouvé
Tu es en somme
Devant les hommes
Comme un soupir
Sur leur désir
Tu es si belle
Emmanuelle
Cherche le cœur
Trouve les pleurs
Cherche toujours
Cherche plus loin
Viendra l'amour
Sur ton chemin
Mélodie d'amour chantait le cœur d'Emmanuelle
Qui bat cœur à corps perdu
Mélodie d'amour chantait le corps d'Emmanuelle
Qui vit corps à cœur déçu...

Sade - Love Is Stronger Than Pride

I won't pretend that I intend to stop living
I won't pretend I'm good at forgiving
But I can't hate you
Although I have tried
I still really really love you
Love is stronger than pride
I still really really love you

Sitting here wasting my time
Would be like
Waiting for the sun to rise
It's all too clear things come and go
Sitting here waiting for you
Would be like waiting for winter
It's gonna be cold
There may even
Be snow...

I still really really love you
Love is stronger than pride
I still really really love you
Love is stronger.

 

Demis Roussos - Summer Wine

Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring,
My summer wine is really made from all these things!

I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled to
A song that I had only sang to just a few
She saw my silver spurs and said lets pass some time
And I will give to you summer wine.

Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
And I will give to you summer wine...

My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak
I tried to get up but I couldn't find my feet
She reassured me with an unfamiliar line
And then she gave to me more summer wine.

Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
And I will give to you summer wine!
 
When I woke up the sun was shining in my eyes
My silver spurs were gone my head felt twice it's size
She took my silver spurs a dollar and a dime
And left me cravin' for more summer wine.
 
Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
And I will give to you summer wine.

Demis Roussos - Lost in a dream

The Veils - Wires To Flying Birds

Gran Torino

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... so tenderly
this story's
nothing more...
and what you see
or what you've done
or you'll become
standing strong
you're alone under your skin,
just wondering...
gentle now
the tender breath pause,
whispers through
my Gran Torino
whistling another tires song,
engine some
and better dreams grow
hard locked in
the Gran Torino
beat so lonely rithm
all night long!...
your world
is nothing more than
tiny things
you left behind!...

Down to Earth (Wall-E)

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Did you think that your feet had been bound
By what gravity brings to the ground?
Did you feel you were tricked
By the future you picked?
Well, come on down!

All those rules don't apply
When you're high in the sky
So, come on down,
Come on down!

We're coming down to the ground
There's no better place to go
We've got snow up on the mountains
We've got rivers down below

We're coming down to the ground
We hear the birds sing in the trees
And the land will be looked after
We send the seeds out in the breeze

Did you think you'd escaped from routine
By changing the script and the scene?
Despite all you made of it
You're always afraid
Of the change

You've got a lot on your chest
Well, you can come as my guest
So come on down,
Come on down!

We're coming down to the ground
There's no better place to go
We've got snow up on the mountains
We've got rivers down below

We're coming down to the ground
We hear the birds sing in the trees
And the land will be looked after
We send the seeds out in the breeze

Like the fish in the ocean
We felt at home in the sea
We learned to live off the good land
Learned to climb up a tree
Then we got up on two legs
But we wanted to fly
When we messed up our homeland
We set sail for the sky

We're coming down to the ground
There's no better place to go
We've got snow up on the mountains
We've got rivers down below

We're coming down to the ground
We hear the birds sing in the trees
And the land will be looked after
We send the seeds out in the breeze

We're coming down
Coming down to Earth
Like babies at birth
Coming down to Earth
We're gonna find new priorities
These are extraordinary qualities

We're coming down to the ground
There's no better place to go
We've got snow up on the mountains
We've got rivers down below

We're coming down to the ground
We hear the birds sing in the trees
And the land will be looked after
We send the seeds out in the breeze

We're gonna find new priorities
These are extraordinary qualities
To find our mind
Going down, going down...
 

Un pasaroi cu ureche muzicala si talent de dansator din buric...

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The story of 1 (one)

Crop Circle Controversy

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Riddles Of The Dead: Einstein's Genius

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Missing you

Nights in white Satin

I dreamed last night...

I'M THROUGH WITH LOVE....

Fields of gold - Sting

Looking for the summer

You must to love me for what I am

Foreign - I want to know what love is...

Origa - Night melody; The Live Moon

Find me!

Hold me... not for a while but for ever!

Camerun - Bisso Baba

Dina Lam - improvisation

Everybody loves somebody sometimes - Dean Martin

Crying - Roy Orbison & K.D. Lang

 

I was all right for a while,
I could smile for a while.
But I saw you last night;

You held my hand so tight
when you stopped to say hello.
Oh, you wished me well,
you couldn't tell
that I'd been crying over you,
crying over you.

And you said so long,
left me standing all alone.
Alone and crying
Crying ...
It's hard to understand
But the touch of your hand
Can start me crying.

I thought that I 

was over you
But it's true, so true
I love you even more
Than I did before
But darling, what can I do?
For you don't love me
And I'll always be
Crying over you...

Yes, now you're gone
And from this moment on
I'll be crying
crying...
over you.

Llorando por tu amor

Lagrimas del alma

Soneto de fidelidade

Te regalo yo mis ojos

Promesa de amor

ROSARIO

Secretul - The secret

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I'm burning because of you!

Dead Sea - Lowest Point on the Planet

Dead Sea - Lowest Point in the Planet from Leo Bar PIX IN MOTION on Vimeo.
http://the-magic-dead-sea.com/dead-sea-lowest-point/

"Dead Sea is the lowest point on the Planet, measuring at 420 meters (1,378 feet) below sea level. Shores of the Dead Sea are actually the lowest point on Earth, as there are deeper points on Earth under ice or water. The deepness 330m (1,083 feet) of Dead Sea makes it the deepest saline lake on Earth. 
Dead Sea is the second saltiest water body on earth. It has thirty percent of salinity, which makes the water 8.6 times more piquet than ocean. It is 9 times piquet than Mediterranean. 
Length of Dead Sea is 67 kilometers and its width is 18 kilometers. Lying in Jordan rift valley, Jordan River is the main tributary of the Dead Sea. It is surprising for many individuals to understand how any sea can lie 420 meters below the sea level. Dead Sea lies above Dead Sea rift, which is a tectonic line of fault between the African plates and Arabian plates. The heavy movement beneath these plates caused Dead Sea to sink below normal sea level. 
Earlier, the Dead Sea had several outlets to the Mediterranean See. However, due to constant movements and rapid evaporation rate, these outlets dried. The sea went down further and high evaporation scales caused accumulation of minerals at the bottom of bed. It increased the salinity of waters and now, it has 30 to 31 percent of mineral salts in it. The Dead Sea is sinking even more. According to Middle East researchers, some 40 years before, Dead Sea was about 1,292 feet beneath the sea level and presently, it is nearly 1,360 feet below. Even the water level of Dead Sea is exhausting each year by more than three feet. 
Environmentalists are concerned that if such shrinkage continues, then it will be not too long that there will be no sign of the Dead Sea. Within few years, Dead Sea will turn into a valley and this lowest point will soon become a history. Moreover, establishment of dams, irrigation systems and other reservoirs have reduced the water level. 
Cosmetic companies are taking out huge lumps of minerals every day, which lowers the Dead Sea even more. 
Therefore, this is certainly not good news because Dead Sea will still be the lowest point in future, but without any water in it."

Hypnotic dance

Wannabe Baraka Backyard from Richard Hogben on Vimeo.

OPUS (Mostenirea)

OPUS-ul (2009) from FreeYourMind on Vimeo.

Tangled up in you by Staind

So far away!...

Just for the records (memories)

Egiptul magic, ep.5 - Navigand in viata de apoi

EGIPTUL MAGIC - Episodul 5 - Navigand In Viata de Apoi from FreeYourMind on Vimeo.

This Is The Life

Thank you for this music, my friend Imran
(he told me that his name means prosperity).
Best regards, Imran!

Mini-Israel - triptic de vacanta

Au cafe de delices

Senzual si seducator

Tango to Evora, Lorena Mckennitt
sau flamenco Chambao, in interpretarea lui Paco de Lucia,
ambele postari ale aceluiasi realizator.

Pentru tine

For You

I smell in the air the scent of you
Little dreams had lived with me
Now I know, I dont wanna lose you
That sweetness which has no age
Your beauty has no rivals
My heart wants only you.

For you, For you, I'll live
Love is gonna win
With you, With you, I'll have
Hundreds days of happiness
Hundreds nights of serenity
I'll do what you'll ask me to
I'll go always anywhere you go
I'll give all the love I feel for you.

Tell me that you know the future, yet
Tell me that this is not gonna change
Without you I dont wanna exist.

For you, For you, I'll live
Love is gonna win
With you, With you, I'll have
Hundreds days of happiness
Hundreds nights of serenity
I'll do what you'll ask me to
I'll go always anywhere you go
I'll give all the love I feel for you.

I mustnt say it to you, by now you know it
That I would die without you

For you, For you, I'll live
Love is gonna win
With you, With you,
I'll do everything you'll ask me to
I'll go always anywhere you go
I'll give all the love I feel for you.

Adagio

... in prezentarea alternativa a doua viziuni diferite, una in interpretarea Larei Fabian, cealalta in interpretare clasica - Adagio in G Minor (Albinoni), ambele avand imagini minunate incorporate:

Megiddo zis si Armageddon

Casa Nebuna - Tel Aviv

"To see a World in a Grain of Sand and Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand and Eternity in an hour."

(Pentru a vedea o Lume intreaga intr-un Graunte de Nisip
precum si Raiul intr-o Floare Salbatica,
retine Infinitul in palma ta si Eternitatea intr-o ora.)

William Blake - Auguries of Innocence

Casa "Nebuna" este o cladire unica, cu un design deosebit, care impresioneaza.
Ea a fost proiectata de arhitectul Leon Gaignebet, ce locuieste in Franta dar e activ si in Israel. Constructia s-a desfasurat pe parcursul a 3 ani(1982-1985), de catre antreprenorul Israel Bollag, adresa fiind: Tel Aviv, str. Hayarkon, 181.
Arhitectul a utilizat teoria matematica a fractalilor.
Se regasesc in stilul cladirii si elemente caracteristice stilului Art Nouveau sau stilului lui Antoni Gaudi.
Au fost adaugate, de asemenea, elemente cu semnificatii mistico-spirituale si s-au folosit materiale inovatoare: un beton continand nisip si fibre de sticla, turnat in matrite de nisip, pentru a crea impresia de dantelarie.
Fatadele cladirii contin diverse mesaje, "citate", cum le numeste arhitectul.
Picturile interioare au fost realizate de artista Shlomit Bollag, ce locuieste in Elvetia dar are si un apartament in cladire.

Nostradamus - 2012

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SAFARI - Israel

HOME by Yann Arthus-Bertrand

Minunata calatorie pe Terra, ce ne este adapost, mostenire si zestre:
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ZEITGEIST

"Ce au în comun Creştinismul, 11 Septembrie şi Rezerva Federală? Zeitgeist: the Movie este un film documentar, produs in 2007 de către Peter Joseph, având ca temă mitul lui Isus, atacurile din 9/11 şi Banca Federală de Rezerve, precum şi câteva "conspiraţii" legate de aceste trei mari teme. Filmul a fost lansat online gratuit în luna Iunie 2007, prin intermediul Google Video, această versiune finală fiind lansată la 10 Noiembrie 2007."
http://zeitgeistmovie.com/

BARAKA - El ultimo Paraiso

Un periplu pe Terra printre credinte religioase si frumuseti naturale, precum si realizari umane mai mult sau mai putin ingineresti.

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Kenny Rogers - Write Your Name (Across My Heart)

I can't help smiling when I look at you,
To keep from going crazy is all I can do.
I'm so defenseless with you so close,
The walls have crumbled from my body and soul.

Write your name across my heart.
I want the world to know that I am yours forever.
And I will wear it like a shining star.
Write your name across my heart.

To you my life is an open door.
Everything I have is yours.
I'll try to give you everything you need,
But as far as love goes, there's a life-time guarantee.

Write your name across my heart.
I want the world to know that I am yours forever.
And I will wear it like a shining star.
Write your name across my heart.

In all my thoughts, in all I do, in all I say,
I belong to you with every breath I take....

Write your name across my heart,
I want the world to know that I am yours forever.
And I will wear it like a shining star.
Write your name, across my heart.

And I will wear it like a shining star,
Write your name across my heart.
Across my heart.
Across my heart.

Love Calls You By Your Name- Leonard Cohen

You thought that it could never happen
To all the people that you became,
Your body lost in legend, the beast so very tame.
But here, right here,
Between the birthmark and the stain,
Between the ocean and your open vein,
Between the snowman and the rain,
Once again, once again,
Love calls you by your name.

The women in your scrapbook
Whom you still praise and blame,
You say they chained you to your fingernails
And you climb the halls of fame.
Oh but here, right here,
Between the peanuts and the cage,
Between the darkness and the stage,
Between the hour and the age,
Once again, once again,
Love calls you by your name.

Shouldering your loneliness
Like a gun that you will not learn to aim,
You stumble into this movie house,
Then you climb, you climb into the frame.
Yes, and here, right here
Between the moonlight and the lane,
Between the tunnel and the train,
Between the victim and his stain,
Once again, once again,
Love calls you by your name.

I leave the lady meditating
On the very love which i, I do not wish to claim,
I journey down the hundred steps,
But the street is still the very same.
And here, right here,
Between the dancer and his cane,
Between the sailboat and the drain,
Between the newsreel and your tiny pain,
Once again, once again,
Love calls you by your name.

Where are you, judy, where are you, anne?
Where are the paths your heroes came?
Wondering out loud as the bandage pulls away,
Was i, was I only limping, was I really lame?
Oh here, come over here,
Between the windmill and the grain,
Between the sundial and the chain,
Between the traitor and her pain,
Once again, once again,
Love calls you by your name.

O poveste de iubire ce domneste peste noi

(rescrisa aici pentru doua prietene dragi: Cupidon si Clitemnestra, care se confrunta cu zbuciumul dat de capriciile dragostei, in timp ce in sufletul meu este iarasi furtuna)
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O poveste asezata pe zilele toamnei, inceputa intr-o gara, adunand crampeie de curcubeu, impliniri evazive, risipiri...
Era o toamna subreda, zilele ezitau intre a se umple de pale de lumina si mazgaleli in nori cu degete de ploaie si te-ai fi asteptat sa iasa doar lucruri de ceara.
- Ma cunoscusesi pe mine?
- Te cunoscusem, dar nu erai a mea.
In miez de toamna ne colinda, de nu stiu unde, dureri necunoscute si inima viseaza trist, ne napadeste un fel de inspiratie nostalgica: sa mergem, sa nu ne mai oprim dorul de duca chiar daca nu este nimic de gasit.
Vasleam grabiti prin trupul zilei cautandu-ne. Cand ne-am trezit din surasul visarii ne-am descoperit alaturi, aproape la fel de inalti.
Ne-am scufundat privirile una intr-alta si ne-am strans in brate intr-o imbratisare infrigurata si plina de promisiuni. Inimile bateau ca niste clopote tarandu-se printr-o pulbere argintie, la nesfarsit si fara speranta, intr-un clocot al retragerii indaratul timpului.
Oare cine a facut primul pas? Fara sa te dezmeticesti strangeai in brate un trup de femeie neiubita. Vantul amarui de toamna incepuse sa rostogoleasca pe pamant povestea.
Fiecare femeie are cheia ei cu care da drumul la izvoare neasteptate - cheie de pelin, de nisip sau miere: "Sunt tanara, nu ma sperii de Timp, sunt fagure dulce, daca vreau pot sa ma-nvalui de numele meu ca de-o esarfa de matase - scapara in privirile ei." Eu scornisem insa o cheie de zapada si viscol, dar tu erai ca un manz tavalindu-se in iarba, erai vara fierbinte plina de dulceata tuturor poamelor: mi-ai topit zapezile si mi-ai alungat viscolul si insingurarea, m-ai facut femeia ta cu drepturi egale, ba chiar m-ai pus deasupra.
Parea ca ingerul ma mangaiase in zori pe crestet si apasase prea tare cu aratatorul sau cu inelarul.
- Ziua buna! Cat o fi costand un kilogram de ispite? De data aceasta voi cumpara doar trei sute de grame de fantezie, sopteam cu teama si retinere.
Si viata mea s-a rostogolit sub roata masurand timpul, intr-un pachet cu carti de joc din care lipsesc demonii intamplarii si zeul norocului.
O penita nevazuta sau poate o pana de porumbel desena si redesena, din umbre nepereche, doua fiinte: una ca un lujer de floare indignat si hohotitor, inflorind a doua oara si una - necuprins incingand cu ironii si esecuri seva vietii, must de struguri si pelin, iarba si eternitate a drumurilor, iubire duioasa, om in care s-a adapostit Timpul plesnind de ganduri de fuga.
- Dar tu cauti mereu suferinta?! Ramai unde esti!
Am experimentat apoi un alt soi de suferinta, cand ai plecat intaia oara: au fost clipe in care mi-as fi taiat pielea de pe solduri ca sa impletesc o cravasa cu care sa-mi biciuiesc durerea si amaraciunea.
M-a limpezit bazaitul aripilor unei libelule: m-am trezit intr-o seara in sunetul rostogolit ca printr-o sticla rasucita in timp ce beam un pahar plin cu lapte, bucurandu-ma singura de stralucirea lui de perla. Beam laptele cu o placere niciodata incercata, apoi, in camasa de noapte, plimbam paharul, intr-o inchipuire de dans ritual, spatiul acela ingust transformandu-se in Mare Rosie sau Mare Moarta, unduind pe verticala, iar in mijlocul ei se adeverea, plutind, o gondola peste care ningea si se scuturau crengi de clopotei.
Apoi, in acelasi vis, imi strecuram sanii, pe rand, in paharul cu straluciri de perla, convinsa fiind ca voi pastra scanteierile ei in inima dorintelor care inmugurisera in mine si isi cerseau implinirea, isi implorau inflorirea, cat si din pornirea desteptata, de nestapanit si imposibil de infranat de a sorbi din aer elevatia lenesa a femeii binecuvantata de mirodeniile celui ce se instapanise peste intreaga stirpe barbateasca. Ma inundase dorinta, nevoia lacoma de a iesi din conturul de miere otravita si posomorata in care se zbuciuma femeile singure sau era atingerea umeda, veninoasa a unei nopti din alta parte a lumii?
Ce daca eram unul pentru altul cei mai buni oameni intalniti vreodata in viata, oameni de a caror tampla iti lipesti tampla atunci cand ai un gand ranit si acesta se repara sau degetul mort il plimbi pe palmele lor si degetul invie?... Se intiparise demult in noi o superstitie, iar superstitiile sunt, o stii si tu, ca genele false, crezi in ele cu teama, intunericul lor tremurator iti sporeste puterea de fascinatie incat te simti ispitita sa le smulgi in clipele cele mai inalte ale unei petreceri spre a gusta propria prabusire in anonimat.
- Du-te cu esarfele fluturand!, parea ca ai zis atunci si am ramas ca o fantana lovita de trasnet, cu ghizdul ars si jgheabul de piatra innegrit, cu cumpana carbonizata.
Si nici o bucurie n-a ramas neplatita! Am platit-o cu durerea infioratoare nascuta din neiubire:
Iti mai aduci aminte,
Steaua mea dubla,
Cand ne iubeam...
Eu ti-am inchinat bucuria mea
Caci in tine m-am increzut.
Cantec incercuit de zari necuprinse de ochii caprui si ageri, vulnerabil dilatati, lucind tristi, poate si putin speriati, impuneau observatia: fara speranta sau, mai degraba, deznadajduita. De altminteri, in lada mea de zestre nu sunt de gasit pene de paun si nici de vultur, ci numai suplimente ale zadarniciei: energie cheltuita febril, dar fara scop precis, somn zvarcolit, asteptare noduroasa...
Jocul trebuie jucat pana la capat! Are vreo importanta sau el se joaca singur si aparte?
Tiparul nu mi-l poate lua decat un barbat care ma iubeste. In zbaterea cenusie a secundei ar fi trebuit sa vezi sau poate ai vazut scrasnetul, gelozia, sfidarea, furia, teribila intindere a asteptarii albe si rabdatoare si pe deasupra a toate, moartea. De aceea te-ai intors? Ai simtit ca poti inchide ochii si poti lasa gandurile sa zornaie in voia lor si sa se amestece cu ale mele sorbind fiecare cate-o gura de apa din limanul celuilalt, din visul ochilor flamanzi si aprinsi de dorinta de a privi in alti ochi flamanzi. Respiram calm si neauzit numai clipe vesele si sugestia lor, imaginatia trandafirilor, vraja apelor curgand si implinind visul in miscare al tacerii, aerul inviind mereu mai albastru...
Alb si albastru, culorile noastre, iti amintesti? Te-ai itit in drumul meu cu o lanterna magica, inchipuind un conac de umbre albe colindat in curbura pridvoarelor de vene albastre si in pridvor un ied alb caruia abia i-au crescut cornite, topaind si involburand locul cu busuioc si cimbru (dar nu putea fi adevarat, sau putea?). Dansul lui preceda mereu lupta luminii pentru renasterea culorilor, ca si cum speranta lui era sa fie mereu mai departe si sa implineasca un destin al surasului pe care nici o putere nu-l atinge, era o celebrare a momentului cand harta zilei se desfasoara peste lume, cand o mie si una de povesti rotunjesc cuvantul bucurie ca polenul unei minuni culese din caliciul florilor.
Multa vreme nu am stiut nici eu daca sunt cu desavarsire femeie asa cum nu am stiut nici cum e sa simti ca-ti pocnesc oasele capului de durere. Asa s-au nascut cearcanele de sidef tiparite sub ochi, marindu-le adancimea, parand a fi urmele unor catuse sparte de-o patima indelung sechestrata. Ai suflat asupra mea si m-ai uns cu mirul dorintelor tale atatate, cu impacarea stapanului vindecat de gunoaiele urii si colindat de coborasuri senine. Ti-am vazut pleoapele tremurand, ti-am simtit sarutul si mangaierea apasata cautand mersul elegant al lumii pe poteci tasnind din glezne spre coapse, te-am auzit cersind mireasma orgasmului meu, intrebandu-ma de fiecare data: azi e miros proaspat de afine si de ierburi amare; azi se imperecheaza, in trepte scazute cu mirosul stins si ezitant al unui trandafir tarziu; azi e un miros spiralat de pelin revigorat de ploaie; iar azi, parfumul confuz si tamaiat, de tristete fragila, al stanjeneilor salbatici murind. Pentru tine as fi vrut sa nu am sfarcuri atat de cuminti, ci o alcatuire de broboane ca niste tipete mici, neexplodate, cautandu-ti degetele. Imi place cand ma privesti, bantuit de zvacniri nedomolite, intelegand ca pulpele si pantecele mele sunt cotropite de arsita in orele trei ale diminetii, iar buzele mele intredeschise freamata ca si ale tale de o lacoma dorinta, observand ca movilitele obrajilor par mai rotunde, mai frumos colorate si luminate.
Barbatii sunt frumosi dupa ce au castigat batalia si trec, arsi de pulbere, pe sub arcul de triumf, in timp ce femeile prin tot ce fac aduc lauda pentru intreaga lume, alunga uratul de pe pamant, imping zidul minciunii zicand ca nu e nimic pentru care sa merite sa mori... Barbatii sunt mai netezi decat femeile, se scalda doar in cerul senin din ape, iar femeile in vartejurile rostogolitoare. De aceea nici nu inteleg ei mare lucru, acolo unde totul e simplu, imaginatia lor deformeaza conturul, nu-l intuiesc si se impiedica, bravand sau concentrandu-si atentia asupra ranilor primite. Vorbele lor isi taie transeea in aer si isi suna samanta la ureche, uimita, ingamfata, tenace si, chiar si cand se preschimba in fantome, inca mai plutesc vibratiile lor lichide si se lasa alungate doar de suierul unui val, de-o incordare a vantului. Numai femeile stiu sa faca, intr-o joaca, degetare de aur din care sa bei roua, evadat inapoia povestilor, sa te transforme in matasea ce urmeaza a fi desenata, sa te faca sa luneci printr-un sir de oglinzi fluide in care tremura punti inexistente care se destrama in miros dulceag de frunza si ameteli de smirna, culese din tufe de cimbru.

2 mai 2007, ora 19:29

Island blues by Koop

Multumesc Sabinei si "Amintirilor ei despre... viitor" http://sabina-laiber.blogspot.com/ deoarece mi-a oferit descoperirea acestei melodii exact in clipa cand aveam nevoie sa-mi exprime starea de spirit, iar clipul, ales de pe youtube, imi pare extrem de potrivit muzicii:

ROSES

Margali Tzanani

O voce deosebita ce produce reverberatii in sufletul meu si o melodie ale carei versuri as vrea sa le stiu (mi-ai cumparat un copac verde, din plastic...).

Charlotte's web - An ordinary miracle

Happy Passover 2009

Un bon de... sanatate pe viata

Vreau sa va povestesc modul cum mi-am "procurat un bon de sanatate pe viata": - ca sa pot trai decent, eu si familia mea, lucrez in 4 locuri, la 2 dintre ele in mod suplimentar, pentru formarea profesionala a adultilor (someri).
In februarie 2009 am fost instiintata ca, in urma protocolului dintre Administratia Financiara si Casa Asigurarilor de Sanatate, trebuie sa declar veniturile suplimentare si acolo.
Ca dureaza o vesnicie pana primesti copii dupa orice act, e binecunoscut... aventura abia urmeaza: ca sa pot depune copiile dupa declaratiile de venit din 2005-2007 trebuie sa am bon de ordine pe care il iau dupa 8 daca m-am inscris pe lista intre 6-8. Dar asta nu ma scuteste de stat la rand daca am intarziat cumva, trebuind sa fiu prezenta, macar pentru o vreme, la serviciu.
Iar daca nimeresti o zi cu vijelie poti experimenta rezistenta rinichilor la frig si a cutiei craniene in cazul in care ai norocul sa cada o bucatica de zidarie, cine stie de la care nivel al relativului nou bloc turn la parterul caruia e Casa de Asigurari de Sanatate.
Daca, in prima faza, ti-ai imaginat ca exista raspuns la intrebarile pe care le adresezi la informatiile aflate la o distanta oarecare de locul unde esti chemat sa-ti rezolvi problema, te poti insela dureros, de vreme ce mai stai la o alta coada - in mod inutil.
In final poti pati ca mine: sa afli ca pentru Administratia Financiara conventiile civile sunt tot activitati comerciale, chiar daca din activitati libere independente (ti se si precizeaza temeiul legal), in timp ce Casa de Asigurari de Sanatate nu percepe impozit pentru conventiile civile, dar activitatile comerciale sunt impozitate cu 6,5%.
Astfel descopar ca pentru cei 3 ani luati in discutie am de platit 12oo RON, dar si inca 300 RON penalizare pentru neplata la timp a impozitului, de parca cine ar fi putut sti ca nu se poate extinde titulatura de Conventie Civila si asupra declaratiilor incadrate la activitati comerciale, de vreme ce nu reiese de nicaieri ca as fi prestat astfel de activitati.
Si asa am ajuns sa fiu "mai asigurata decat eram oricum, fiind deja salariata". Evident, in cel mai scurt timp, Casa de Asigurari de Sanatate va "repara", pentru toti cei in cauza, "eroarea" de a nu considera conventiile civile ca fiind activitati comerciale.
Cine va plati "eroarea"?
La fel de evident, cei de pe care se pot exfolia de 77 ori cate 7*** randuri de piei de parca, muncind cinstit capatam nu doar "bratara de aur" ci epiderma, periodic schimbata, ar fi formata nu din celule, ci din bancnote...
Nu cred sa aiba vreo importanta nici faptul ca mi-as dori mai degraba ca banii respectivi sa alimenteze Fondul de Somaj sau cel de Pensii pentru care, de asemenea, mi se percepe procent din salariu dar criza economica imi arde mai dureros buzunarele, iar daca e sa ma imbolnavesc in ciuda faptului ca incerc sa fiu cat mai atenta in locurile publice, stiu precis ca oricum nu-mi va refuza nimeni "contributia" oportuna pentru a-mi rezolva respectiva problema de sanatate.
Va urez multa sanatate cu buzunarele pline si sa mai auzim si de bine!!!

Down on my knees

Blueberry Girl - Neil Gaiman

American Gods - Neil Gaiman