Morning bird…

Well yes, it is so late in the night that it might be already morning. Anyway I usually don’t give such advices but I must admit, you have to watch “Californication”. Even if it’s only one season this show is awesome. It’s about this drunk lone writer that “bangs” every thing that moves. This will be your first impression but bear with me on this and trust me that I see Hank Moody more right and more perfect in every moral way than I see every day on the street. Enough advices form that area, now some advices from the mind that tries to write itself. I finally got my main character right, I got his past and his moral characteristics just the way I wanted them. I’m happy to say that maybe in one week I might actually finish my first chapter.

To understand my posts from now on: When no love is near you, don’t die with the loss but revive yourself with other thoughts.

Talk soon…

PS: Hey email me about anything… Thoughts, advices, subjects you want me to discuss, ANYTHING. I will more than happy to reply and help.

Traffic gives you time…

I know the post title gives you the impression that I’m out of my mind, but bear with me. Have you ever stop to think, to contemplate, to analyze life. Well I have but, most of you don’t even have time to spend with your kids. So try this: Next time in traffic when you’re moving so slowly that you can even stop to have another kid. Try to think beyond every day stuff. Beyond your existence. What do you think? What do you wonder? What are your deepest questions? Try to find answers to them. If you don’t look in my previous posts maybe you’ll find some answers there. 

I know my post must be short for you novel readers. But I’m currently trying to create my main characters past and it’s pretty hard considering that he is American and I’ve got a lot of investigating to do on the web so I don’t screw it up.

My next post will be on the battle of the sexes, so stay tuned…

Night bird

Don’t know why I really started this post. It’s like 2 am and I can’t sleep. After months of trying to find my inspiration to write poetry again I decided to look for inspiration in my own imagination and I started work on a novel. I never wrote in this way ever so it will be a new experience. Of course if I will ever finish it, cause I’m a really slow writer when it comes to expressing my own imagination, I will most certainly try to post it here for my blog readers to discuss. If I will be having any blog readers when I finish the book.

Don’t you wish you can find a way to express your artistic way in some form? I mean we feel so we can express art. But can we express it in a beautiful way? I’m just trying my luck here with writing cause this is the best way to express what you feel. Through words full of meaning. What do you think is the best way to express your feelings? Let me know, I’m interested in new ideas.

Good night, good day or good morning, I don’t know when you’re reading it. All I know is I got to go to bed so talk to you soon.

The choice. To doubt or not?

After a few days of thinking over my problem, and the worlds problem with love, I have yet to reach a solid conclusion but I think I’m on track. My last blog ended in a disturbing way from my part. But this is nothing to fear, the heart plays tricks on us all the time. It is enough to say that you have to think twice and say once. I thought twice, and many times over and over again so I must admit those feelings were not false and were not a lonely mans way to escape his troublesome days. Those feelings just stated a mans instant attraction, that could not be tamed by reason and futile explanations.
I’ve reached the conclusion that love is like the rain. It clouds the judgment and your sences but it kisses you with small feelings of extazy and happiness. The summer rain is like that feeling of eternal love. Those drops wash away the fears and cool your mind but what happens when the clouds skater and the rain goes away? What does the sun bring? Does it bring joy or does it make you see the truth?
The sun wont make you happy it will just blind you with its power and make you loose sight of what you once called love! The sun doesn’t come as the destroyer of love but as that which makes you see the imperfections that love has to offer. The truth that love isn’t as good as most of the people see it. If you have read all of my recent posts you can tell that I’m a fighter for what the meaning of love stands for. My position on love will not change but doubts have to appear. They have to! We have to doubt love. Because if we don’t the sun will blind us so badly that you will never know when the rain will return or what to feel when rain drops touch you.
I’ve started doubting it. Will you? Will a married couple of 30 years doubt their love? Do they even know that love exists? Most of them don’t and thats because they never doubted it. I’m doubting it now hopping to find answers but eventually all that I’ll find is more love. This will repeat again and again and again. Every time the sun comes out it will make me doubt my feelings and place ration above all.

Back from the old an ready with the new…

I’m sorry I misled my readers with the other addresses that I keep directing you to.
But I’m here to say that I will never leave Blogger again as this is one of the best blogging platforms on the web. And I don’t think I will ever stop writing every week about my feelings and thoughts. I hope this promise keeps you coming back.
I actually came back because I finished my exam period with a great success. I will dedicate my life to being a civil engineer, but that doesn’t mean I won’t have my passions to keep me entertained when I feel down. I’m thinking of attending another college, clothing designer college but I don’t know how far I’ll go with this idea.
My other passions will keep me alive too. Like poetry or music. I recently discovered that I have a craving for classical music like Vivaldi, Chopin or Bach. I will keep feeding my desires with new music and the passions, but the one passion that will never leave me is philosophy. But not the understanding and recognition of what ancient philosophers had to say but what I think and what I contemplate every day. Of course the questions that I keep on trying to answer will be posted on this blog along with my analysis.
I know that some of these words may conflict with some things I said in previous posts but time and events can change a man in the most profound ways. Now while the streets outside my windows are caressed by the gentle touch of the falling rain drops I wonder if love is what we think it is. Why do we love? Because we need to feel secure? Because we can’t bare to be alone? Is love the escape that people take when they need refuge from loneliness? Or is love some divine feeling that was given to us by God? Is physical and mental attraction that powerful to make us want a person with us at all time? Or do the people that fall in love actually think that person next to them is the right one?
I want to deeply discuss these questions and this problem… These questions and troubling thoughts popped in my mind after I recently meet someone which made me feel, perfection may exist looking through the right eyes…

Love scar,

It took me a while before I could post this poem but I hope you like it.

Love scar,

Light of darkness, shadow of truth
Come down into my soul and bare with my heart
The time of decay and rotten belives.

Sign your name across my heart
With the pen of a thousand bones,
And rest a sure my heart belongs
With the endless string of crows.

Limits

What a day. I didn’t feel like doing anything all day. Don’t understand why. I just wanted the day to end so that i can write about what are my plans for the future. I mean i’m coming to a part in my life where it said that everyone know what he want and goes out to get it.
I feel like I don’t know what I want. I feel like this choice that i have to make isn’t fair. I need more time to find out what where my life is going. And i feel nostalgic already. I miss the time when time didn’t matter, when everything took as long as you wanted. The only thing that i think will change my life is what i set my limits to be. When I set my limits then i know how far i have to go, and what is the best way to get there. The people that don’t set there limits are either “superman” meaning that they could take their limits as high as they want to without being afected, or potheads who don’t need limits and take life for granted
So lets set a limit, and reach it. Can we reach it? Tell me what you think and tomorrow i’ll post one of my published poems(in english).

Back from my trip

It’s been a while. Don’t worry I haven’t been on a trip, I haven’t encounterd any fun these days. I can’t belive my exam is coming so fast. How is time moving so fast? Or are we moving to fast? I think we are to blame for the loss of time. You have to stop. NOW. STOP AFTER YOU FINISH READING, and look around, close all your senses and fell with your mind for a second. Start to ask yourself who are you? Where are you? What are you doing there? Does it have a purpose? Does it have a meaning? Start to think about life. Look out the window and observe all the people that pass you by, or sit on a bench in the park and start thinking about them, start observing them with calm. They all have a story to tell and from looking in there faces you can learn from them. Don’t judge them try to figure out what they are thinking about, what their problems are.
When you do this it feels like time stops. Let it stop, this is the time when you feel.
You start to feel the big picture that is life. Stop and when the children from the park smyle at you, smyle back. When you feel it tell me, because I haven’t felt it in a while.

No more parts.Just you

What a weekend! I couldn’t feel my feet from all that dancing. Back to life. Not that dancing wouldn’t be life, it’s one of the greatest gifts of life, and when you take it to the extreme it’s beautiful. Off course the more “serious” people out there will say that dancing is not important in life, i heard this once or twice, maybe that’s because they never got the chance to express themselves the way they should. This night i don’t really think I’m going to say much but i will let somebody else say. Guess which person says the following lines and tell me what is your opinion. I dare you!

If, manners maketh man as someone said
Then hes the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say

Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety
You could end up as the only one
Gentleness, sobriety are rare in this society
At night a candles brighter than the sun

Takes more than combat gear to make a man
Takes more than a license for a gun
Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can
A gentleman will walk but never run.

And for all you reality junkys, here’s what the famous James Dean said: Dream as if you would live forever, live as if you would die today. Think about it and post your comments on this statement.

Break from promise

Ok now, even if is said i will continue to talk in this post about masks and fakes, i won’t. I’m to tired to write about this stuff, so I will just post the poem for tonight, it’s actually my first. Good night.

Apa…

Coborand in deal, coborand in vale
Apa se scurge tot mai tare,
Duce cu ea durerean spinare
Uitata in timp, uitata-n mare.

O lume-ntreaga de ar sta in cale
Apa ar trimite-o spre uitare,
Ca un orb ce nu stie,
Care-i mort si care-i vie.

Gusta apa caci sunt eu,
Ca si ea ma zbat acum
Langa mine sa iti spun…
Cat de mult te iubesc…Dar cum?