spaland sindromul “printeso”

By rienderien on July 27th, 2010

every day i brainwash myself with myself and can never get enough. until one day, when it will be enough and then, i’ll just let go.
P.S. i was driving today and had listened to one album and then passed on to “the wall ii”, the second tune commenced and i caught myself while i could [...]

nu lasa sa te fure contrariile!

By rienderien on July 26th, 2010

sunt in Bucuresti unii catei ai strazii care trec strada pe la trecerea de pietoni. sunt o personificare buna a multora dintre noi.

a distant ship smoke on the horizon

By rienderien on July 22nd, 2010

cam asa ma aud, ma vad, ma simt zilele astea…oh, well…where has my merry month of May gone?
in schimb, cum se poate ca o babuta la 70 de ani sa stea in trafic, cersind la semafor la 9 am cu un batic negru pe cap si cand afara sunt deja 32 de centigrade?si cum se [...]

hey, you…

By rienderien on July 19th, 2010

joia trecuta am clacat si am plans si am tremurat cand am citit mesajul lui Roger de pe Facebook. Zambetul celor doua genii, zambetele de sambata 10 iulie, de la Hoping Foundation dinner si din timpul celor 4 melodii, nu putea avea loc fara cei 30 de ani de amortire in zid.
“The gig with [...]

miscellanea

By rienderien on July 14th, 2010

“When we feel, we feel the emergency: when we feel the emergency, we will act:
when we act, we will change the world.” (Julian Beck, Living Theatre)
“The greater intellect one has, the more originality one finds
in men. Ordinary persons find no difference between men. ” Pascal
“edificiul mandriei tale trebuie daramat. si aceasta este o munca inspaimantatoare.” [...]

perfect symmetry

By rienderien on July 13th, 2010

going full circle, from July 13, 2009, the day I learned what unconditional love is.

arc a b c d e fire

By rienderien on July 12th, 2010

aurora si melancolia

By rienderien on July 8th, 2010

ce zi. 07/07/2010
miros de tei si de ploaie in brasov. tocmai pe cand intram in facultatea de silvicultura sa ma inscriu au inceput sa bata in tot orasul clopotele. era 12.00 cand am privit ceasul.
aurora lui cristi puiu in the night. a doua parte a vietii mele. every man is an artist. ce bine ca [...]

at the seams, falling apart

By rienderien on July 6th, 2010

dur, dur, ana, n
LE my dad had a dream where he had freed me  from the aquarium by his throwing a locomotive into it

two genii, one wall

By rienderien on July 5th, 2010

gilmour si waters au construit un zid intre ei. probabil ca pentru ei, ca oameni, are un sens si este necesar si mereu binevenit. insa pentru noi, ca genii, ei au amortit locuind in comoditatea existentei acelui zid.
they feel no pain, they have been receding.  they can’t explain,they have become comfortably numb.