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Trist! The things that com - de Horia D la: 08/11/2004 18:26:56
(la: Itinerariu RER - calatorii in Ile de France)
Trist!

The things that come to those who wait are what's left behind by those
who got there first.
You go "K" The things that - de Horia D la: 10/11/2004 15:02:18
(la: Fahrenheit 9/11)
You go "K"

The things that come to those who wait are what's left behind by those
who got there first.
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ha ha ha The things that c - de Horia D la: 11/11/2004 18:08:07
(la: O doamna adevarata poarta ciorapi)
ha ha ha

The things that come to those who wait are what's left behind by those
who got there first.
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Hop si eu! The things that - de Horia D la: 19/11/2004 15:30:01
(la: Trancaneala Aristocrata)
Hop si eu!

The things that come to those who wait are what's left behind by those
who got there first.
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TGIF !! The things that co - de Horia D la: 19/11/2004 15:49:22
(la: Trancaneala Aristocrata)
TGIF !!

The things that come to those who wait are what's left behind by those
who got there first.
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Horia :)) The things that - de Horia D la: 22/11/2004 00:57:57
(la: doar din curiozitate...)
Horia :))

The things that come to those who wait are what's left behind by those
who got there first.
Anisia:)) The things that - de Horia D la: 05/12/2004 22:18:34
(la: Cine zicea ca nu poti cumpara fericirea)
Anisia:))

The things that come to those who wait are what's left behind by those
who got there first.
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Think:)) The things that c - de Horia D la: 07/12/2004 18:29:40
(la: Trancaneala Aristocrata)
Think:))

The things that come to those who wait are what's left behind by those
who got there first.
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boo-hoo!! The things that - de Horia D la: 19/01/2005 02:48:30
(la: pentru suflet)
boo-hoo!!

The things that come to those who wait are what's left behind by those
who got there first.
Voting.... - de Little Eagle la: 02/07/2004 08:27:01
(la: Vreti sa se intoarca Ozzy la cafeneaua.com?)
Oh my God.....,

Mama mia...sunt undeva pe la ...mustata?Boy oh, boy....multi nu ma agreati deloc.....dar e okay.Multi nici azi Nu agreaza prea mult pe...Jim Morrisson,Ozzy Osbourne,John Lennon........ori ii cred debusolati si drogati,betivi notorii,sau ....comunisti....sotia mea a plans in nestire cand John a fost omorat aiurea de un cretin.....ce faceati voi in 1980 cand ea alaturi de mii de oameni aveau lumanari in Central Park La Dakotta Building si plangeau de tot pamantul parca plangea cu oricine cand acest mare geniu al muzicii....zacea intr-o balta de sange?chiar era el un ....comunist????Chiar a trebuit sa astepte 6 ani sa primeasca viza de intrare in USA pt. ca Nixon nu-l agrea??

Apoi daca veti gandi impotriva acestui om asa de MINUNAT si SuFLETIST si care a vrut doar PACE pe acest pamant si lume,NU STIU ce sa mai cred despre voi????Chiar il veti pune la colt pt. ca ...a scris si compus cu Paul cantece ce istoria lumii le are in minte de toate generatiile?Cine NU a ascultat un cantec de Beatles?????

Dar la fel,cine NU a ascultat un cantec asa de la inima scris si compus de John Lennon?
Stiu ca am luat-o iar razna,dar am sau nu dreptate???

Ce am facut ,am facut,ca-s liberal in gandire,impuscati-ma in spate,ca pe John
ca am ideile mele,Nu am vrut neaparat sa le bag in cap nimanui,NU a fost intentia mea chiar daca ar parea....!

I just wanted to be friends with all of you,no bad intentions/Cred ca uneori am luat-o razna....to much booze...incerc sa ma las de bautura,e greu cand esti un addict,dar uite ca pe 7 Iulie fac 1 LUNA de cand m-am lasat de fumat complet...pt. mine e o mare realizare...fumam 3 pachete pe zi,sa ma iau la intrecere cu ...Johnny(Depp),el ce sa mai zic...4 pachete pe zi!!!!!Acum s-a dat pe tutun si foita de tigara...dar tot .....cel putin 80 fumeaza pe zi si e tanar...are 2 copilasi mici si o sotie(Daniel ori cei din Paris o stiti,Vanessa Paradis)superba,a good looker,better than kate Moss(the model)...dar totusi nu stiu...doar parerea mea,se poate sucari .....a cam facut-o....Winona Ryder...boy...cred ca m-am masturbat in contul ei de zeci de ori,imi place mult de ea...crazy guy I am....din greseala am ajuns....sa am o relatie cu...Dolly Parton,evident nu regret,big boobs....si inca le-a micsorat prin operatie!!!!

I kinda like BIG BOOBS,like pillows to rest my head and suck like a little baby those nipples......big or small....God...am ajuns iar sa vorbesc urat...a la howard Stern...pe asta nu l-am cunoscut dar as vrea caci e impotriva lui Bush.

Ha!Dar spun ca oricand am ocazie sa vorbesc despre Romania,mereu cu vorbe bune,sa stie toti astia mari si faimosi ca NU-s chiar buricul universului!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Avem si noi romanasi faimosi si ii spun oricui mereu,ar trebui sa am grad de ambasador cumva!!!

ca NU exista DOAR NADIA,ILIE Nastase,Ion Tiriac,sau....HAGI,ca avem si arta si frumuseti ale naturii,ca NU suntem...Tsarani si ...barbari...de parca ne tragem din ...CONAN.

Mereu am facut asta de cand am pus piciorul cu 23 ani in urma in tsara asta!!!!!!Lupt pt. poporul meu indian pe cale de disparitie azi?Lupt pt. Romania unde m-am nascut?Pt. oameni de culoare?Fie chinezi,negri ori evrei?
LUPT pt. toti si in numele tuturor religiilor si credintelor,pt.mine TOTI AVETI ACELASI SANGE CU AL MEU!!!!!Credeti ca ar fi alte culori?
Si pt. asta va voi apara cu sufletul si viata,voi muri pt. voi!!!!!La orice secunda!!!!NU GLUMESC de loc!!!!!!

Pt. mine viata NU are un aspect anume sa fiu legat de minciuna si iluzie,ea e un vis mare,un miraj,dar sufletele au conexiuni,se cunosc,se iubesc,se leaga,se casatoresc,se unesc si vor muri unul pt. altul/alta....
La fel si cu necunoscuti...asa zisi...dragii mei,,,NE CUNOASTEM TOTI DE MII DE ANI,NU INTAMPLATOR azi ne adunam la un loc cu totii sa vorbim!!!!!Aveti incredere in mine si ce zic,nu e ...whiskey-ul din mine......!!!!

Poate am o filosofie si experienta indiana si cunosc cate ceva...multe dar NU le SPUN INCA SI STITI DE CE??????PT> ca lumea m-ar considera nebun!!!!!
M-ar interna la balamuc...chiar NU pot vorbi cu sotia mea.....lumea NU vrea sa auda de sfarsitul lumii,ca 3/4 din omenirea toata va pieri curand.....
Nu-i ceva apocaliptic sau biblic in acel sens...dar NU mai vorbesc acum!!!!

Nu vreau sa ma considerati crazy...NU SUNT!!!!!Cum il credeti pe Jack Nickholson in ...One flew over the coocko's nest?Nu sunt....acel Jack din Shinning!!!!!!Poate insa asa ma vedeti multi din moment ce am fost votat la ...mustata....unii din voi,desigur ma vad cu ....toporul in mana si un ranjet pe dinti,spargand usa la baie si spun...."Here's Johnny".
Apoi atunci pt. cei ce ma ganditi asa,ori sunt Johnny,ori...Freddy Krugger?
Ei bine NU SUNT NICIUNUL!!!
Sunt un simplu om ce iubeste si vrea sa fie iubit,atata tot!!!E ceva rau in acest vis?
Inchei deci cu ...desigur un cantec,al grupului meu favorit,Black Sabbath,e din 1973 si Ozzy a scris cuvintele,Ozzy....MY HERO!!!!
So,Here we go now,God bless you all,I wanna see your hands up in the air,are you high????????'Cause I am high and drunk and feeling fine....keep on smoking....you know what I am talking about...I love you all,you really make me so happy being back with you again ...From the bottom of my black heart,FORGIVE MY WICKED SOUL and let's play some real rock'n roll!!!!!This is for you and if you read between the lines.....you'll get to me.!

A NATIONAL ACROBAT(From Sabbath Bloody Sabbath)

I am the world that hides the universal secret of all time.
Destruction of the empty spaces is my one and only crime.
I've lived a thousand times,I found out what it means to be believed,
The thoughts and images,the uborn child of Devil that never was conceived.

When little worlds collide,I'm trapped inside my embryonic cell
And flashing memories are cast into the never ending well.
The name that scorns the face,the child that never sees the cause of man
The deathly darkness that belies the fate of those who never ran...

Well I know it's hard for you to know the reason why
And I know you'll understand more when it's time to die,
Don't believe the life you have will be the only one,
You have to let your body sleep,to let your soul live on.

Love has given love to you and now it's your concern
Unseen eye of inner life will make your soul return,oh yeah,
Still I look but not to touch,the seeds of life are sown
Curtain of the future falls,the secret stays unknown

Just remember love is life and hate is living death
Treat your life for what it's worth and live for every breath,
Looking back,I lived and learned but now I'm wondering
Here I wait and only guess,what this next life will bring....?

Geezer-bass
Ozzy-vocals+words
Tony-guitars
Bill-drums(HE IS A GREAT GUY!!!!!!!)
All great guys!!!!

Daniel,stiu ca esti poet,ce crezi de Ozzman?Beat mort,drogat dar mereu scrie versuri si poezie de cazi pe jos!!!!Ca si Jim Morrisson.....alt mare betiv si drogat de parca are vreo importanta..... sa spun cinstit? cele mai bune llucrari ce am pictat si au avut mare succes la vanzari in USa.....le-am pictat fiind drogat sau beat mort....!Cand esti...dus.....pe alt taramuri,parca ai tot talentul
din lume la fingertips...fara misto...dar uneori cand o iei razna si creierul e ...on fire...te crezi...un mare ...geniu...crezi ca nimeni nu te egaleaza...nici Michelangelo...!!!!Atunci,trebuie sa te trezesti din betia grandorii....
Mai vorbim....Love&peace,
Ozzy....a lost soul?













Pentru cei care citesc Engleza - de LMC la: 02/09/2004 01:20:55
(la: Cum sa devii un liberal de nota 10!)
Dupa cum multi dintre voi stiti saptamina asta se desfasoara conventia partidului Republican. Aseara Arnold Schwarzenegger a vorbit, iar astazi toate programele de radio si televizor si toate ziarele sau concentrat asupra speech-ului lui Arnold. Cei care doresc sa afle ce a spus mai jos puteti citi speech-ul lui. Tot aici puteti afla cine sint Republicanii si care este platforma partidului Republican. Citire placuta.

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Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger

Thank you.

What a greeting! This is like winning an Oscar! ...As if I would know!

Speaking of acting, one of my movies was called "True Lies." It's what the Democrats should have called their convention.

My fellow Americans, this is an amazing moment for me. To think that a once-scrawny boy from Austria could grow up to become Governor of California and stand in Madison Square Garden to speak on behalf of the President of the United States that is an immigrant's dream. It is the American dream.

I was born in Europe ...and I've traveled all over the world. I can tell you that there is no place, no country, more compassionate more generous more accepting and more welcoming than the United States of America.

As long as I live, I will never forget that day 21 years ago when I raised my hand and took the oath of citizenship.

Do you know how proud I was? I was so proud that I walked around with an American flag around my shoulders all day long.

Tonight, I want to talk about why I'm even more proud to be an American -why I'm proud to be a Republican and why I believe this country is in good hands.

When I was a boy, the Soviets occupied part of Austria. I saw their tanks in the streets .I saw communism with my own eyes. I remember the fear we had when we had to cross into the Soviet sector. Growing up, we were told, "Don't look the soldiers in the eye. Look straight ahead." It was a common belief that Soviet soldiers could take a man out of his own car and ship him off to the Soviet Union as slave labor.

My family didn't have a car -- but one day we were in my uncle's car. It was near dark as we came to a Soviet checkpoint. I was a little boy, I wasn't an action hero back then, and I remember how scared I was that the soldiers would pull my father or my uncle out of the car, and I'd never see him again. My family and so many others lived in fear of the Soviet boot. Today, the world no longer fears the Soviet Union and it is because of the United States of America!

As a kid I saw the socialist country that Austria became after the Soviets left. I love Austria and I love the Austrian people - but I always knew America was the place for me.

In school, when the teacher would talk about America, I would daydream about coming here. I would sit for hours watching American movies transfixed by my heroes like John Wayne. Everything about America seemed so big to me so open, so possible.

I finally arrived here in 1968.I had empty pockets, but I was full of dreams. The presidential campaign was in full swing. I remember watching the Nixon and Humphrey presidential race on TV. A friend who spoke German and English, translated for me. I heard Humphrey saying things that sounded like socialism which is what I had just left. But then I heard Nixon speak. He was talking about free enterprise, getting government off your back, lowering taxes, and strengthening the military. Listening to Nixon speak sounded more like a breath of fresh air.

I said to my friend, "What party is he?" My friend said, "He's a Republican." I said, "Then I am a Republican!" And I've been a Republican ever since! And trust me, in my wife's family, that's no small achievement! I'm proud to belong to the party of Abraham Lincoln, the party of Teddy Roosevelt, the party of Ronald Reagan and the party of George W. Bush.

To my fellow immigrants listening tonight, I want you to know how welcome you are in this party. We Republicans admire your ambition. We encourage your dreams. We believe in your future. One thing I learned about America is that if you work hard and play by the rules, this country is truly open to you. You can achieve anything.

Everything I have my career my success my family I owe to America. In this country, it doesn't make any difference where you were born. It doesn't make any difference who your parents were. It doesn't make any difference if, like me, you couldn't even speak English until you were in your twenties.

America gave me opportunities, and my immigrant dreams came true. I want other people to get the same chances I did, the same opportunities. And I believe they can. That's why I believe in this country, that's why I believe in this party and that's why I believe in this President.

Now, many of you out there tonight are "Republican" like me in your hearts and in your beliefs. Maybe you're from Guatemala. Maybe you're from the Philippines. Maybe Europe or the Ivory Coast. Maybe you live in Ohio Pennsylvania or New Mexico. And maybe just maybe you don't agree with this party on every single issue. I say to you tonight I believe that's not only okay that's what's great about this country. Here

we can respectfully disagree and still be patriotic still be American and still be good Republicans

My fellow immigrants, my fellow Americans how do you know if you are a Republican? I'll tell you how.

If you believe that government should be accountable to the people, not the people to the government...then you are a Republican! If you believe a person should be treated as an individual, not as a member of an interest group... then you are a Republican! If you believe your family knows how to spend your money better than the government does... then you are a Republican! If you believe our educational system should be held accountable for the progress of our children ... then you are a Republican! If you believe this country, not the United Nations, is the best hope of democracy in the world ... then you are a Republican! And, ladies and gentlemen ...if you believe we must be fierce and relentless and terminate terrorism ... then you are a Republican!

There is another way you can tell you're a Republican. You have faith in free enterprise, faith in the resourcefulness of the American people ...and faith in the U.S. economy. To those critics who are so pessimistic about our economy, I say: Don't be economic girlie men!

The U.S. economy remains the envy of the world. We have the highest economic growth of any of the world's major industrialized nations. Don't you remember the pessimism of twenty years ago when the critics said Japan and Germany were overtaking the U.S.? Ridiculous!

Now they say India and China are overtaking us. Don't you believe it! We may hit a few BUMPS -- but America always moves ahead! That's what Americans do!

We move prosperity ahead. We move freedom ahead. We move people ahead. Under President Bush, and Vice President Cheney, America's economy is moving ahead in spite of a recession they inherited and in spite of the attack on our homeland.

Now, the other party says there are two Americas. Don't believe that either. I've visited our troops in Iraq, Kuwait, Bosnia, Germany, and all over the world. I've visited our troops in California, where they train before they go overseas. And I've visited our military hospitals. And I can tell you this: Our young men and women in uniform do not believe there are two Americas!

They believe we are one America and they are fighting for it! We are one America - and President Bush is defending it with all his heart and soul!

That's what I admire most about the President. He's a man of perseverance.

He's a man of inner strength. He is a leader who doesn't flinch, doesn't waiver, does not back down. My fellow Americans, make no mistake about it terrorism is more insidious than communism, because it yearns to destroy not just the individual but the entire international order.

The President didn't go into Iraq because the polls told him it was popular. As a matter of fact, the polls said just the opposite. But leadership isn't about polls. It's about making decisions you think are right and then standing behind those decisions. That's why America is safer with George W. Bush as President.

He knows you don't reason with terrorists. You defeat them. He knows you can't reason with people blinded by hate. They hate the power of the individual. They hate the progress of women. They hate the religious freedom of others. They hate the liberating breeze of democracy. But, ladies and gentlemen, their hate is no match for America's decency.

We're the America that sends out Peace Corps volunteers to teach village children.

We're the America that sends out missionaries and doctors to raise up the poor and the sick. We're the America that gives more than any other country, to fight AIDS in Africa and the developing world. And we're the America that fights not for imperialism but for human rights and democracy.

You know, When the Germans brought down the Berlin Wall America's determination helped wield the sledgehammers. When that lone, young Chinese man stood in front of those tanks in Tiananmen Square America's hopes stood with him. And when

Nelson Mandela smiled in election victory after all those years in prison America celebrated, too.

We are still the lamp lighting the world especially for those who struggle. No matter in what labor camp they slave no matter in what injustice they're trapped -- they hear our call ... they see our light ... and they feel the pull of our freedom. They come here as I did because they believe. They believe in US.

They come because their hearts say to them, as mine did, "If only I can get to America." Someone once wrote -"There are those who say that freedom is nothing but a dream." They are right. It's the American dream.

No matter the nationality, no matter the religion, no matter the ethnic background, America brings out the best in people. And as Governor of the great state of California -- I see the best in Americans every day ... our police, our firefighters our nurses, doctors and teachers our parents.

And what about the extraordinary men and women who have volunteered to fight for the United States of America! I have such great respect for them and their heroic families.

Let me tell you about the sacrifice and commitment I've seen firsthand. In one of the military hospitals I visited, I met a young guy who was in bad shape. He'd lost a leg had a hole in his stomach ... his shoulder had been shot through.

I could tell there was no way he could ever return to combat. But when I asked him, "When do you think you'll get out of the hospital?" He said, "Sir, in three weeks." And do you know what he said to me then? He said he was going to get a new leg ... and get some therapy ... and then he was going back to Iraq to serve alongside his buddies! He grinned at me and said, "Arnold ... I'll be back!"

Ladies and gentlemen, America is back! back from the attack on our homeland- back from the attack on our economy back from the attack on our way of life. We're back because of the perseverance, character and leadership of the 43rd President of the United States George W. Bush.

My fellow Americans ...I want you to know that I believe with all my heart that America remains "the great idea" that inspires the world. It's a privilege to be born here. It's an honor to become a citizen here. It's a gift to raise your family here to vote here and to live here.

Our president George W. Bush has worked hard to protect and preserve the American dream for all of us. That's why I say ... send - him - back to Washington for four more years!

Thank you, America -- and God bless you all!
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Conventia Republicanilor si ce zice un Democrat - de LMC la: 02/09/2004 19:40:00
(la: Despre Alegerile din S.U.A.: De ce trebuie sa votam pt. GWB.)
Sint inflacarata si imes de mindra de conventia Republicanilor. Totodata imi pare bine ca printre Democrati mai exista oameni ca Zell Miller care poate face discernamintul intre bine si rau. Puterea cuvintelor lui din speech-ul de aseara puteti sa le cititi mai jos. Imi pare rau ca nu este tradus in Romaneste, ar putea politicienii din Romania sa invete ceva.

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Senator Zell Miller

Since I last stood in this spot, a whole new generation of the Miller Family has been born: Four great grandchildren.

Along with all the other members of our close-knit family -- they are my and Shirley's most precious possessions.

And I know that's how you feel about your family also.

Like you, I think of their future, the promises and the perils they will face.

Like you, I believe that the next four years will determine what kind of world they will grow up in.

And like you, I ask which leader is it today that has the vision, the willpower and, yes, the backbone to best protect my family?

The clear answer to that question has placed me in this hall with you tonight. For my family is more important than my party.

There is but one man to whom I am willing to entrust their future and that man's name is

George Bush.

In the summer of 1940, I was an eight-year-old boy living in a remote little Appalachian valley.

Our country was not yet at war but even we children knew that there were some crazy men across the ocean who would kill us if they could.

President Roosevelt, in his speech that summer, told America "all private plans, all private lives, have been in a sense repealed by an overriding public danger."

In 1940 Wendell Wilkie was the Republican nominee.

And there is no better example of someone repealing their "private plans" than this good man.

He gave Roosevelt the critical support he needed for a peacetime draft, an unpopular idea at the time.

And he made it clear that he would rather lose the election than make national security a partisan campaign issue.

Shortly before Wilkie died he told a friend, that if he could write his own epitaph and had to choose between "here lies a president" or "here lies one who contributed to saving freedom", he would prefer the latter.

Where are such statesmen today?

Where is the bi-partisanship in this country when we need it most?

Now, while young Americans are dying in the sands of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan, our nation is being torn apart and made weaker because of the Democrat's manic obsession to bring down our Commander-in-Chief.

What has happened to the party I've spent my life working in?

I can remember when Democrats believed that it was the duty of America to fight for freedom over tyranny.

It was Democratic President Harry Truman who pushed the Red Army out of Iran, who came to the aid of Greece when Communists threatened to overthrow it, who stared down the Soviet blockade of West Berlin by flying in supplies and saving the city.

Time after time in our history, in the face of great danger, Democrats and Republicans worked together to ensure that freedom would not falter. But not today.

Motivated more by partisan politics than by national security, today's Democratic leaders see America as an occupier, not a liberator.

And nothing makes this Marine madder than someone calling American troops occupiers rather than liberators.

Tell that to the one-half of Europe that was freed because Franklin Roosevelt led an army of liberators, not occupiers.

Tell that to the lower half of the Korean Peninsula that is free because Dwight Eisenhower commanded an army of liberators, not occupiers.

Tell that to the half a billion men, women and children who are free today from the Baltics to the Crimea, from Poland to Siberia, because Ronald Reagan rebuilt a military of liberators, not occupiers.

Never in the history of the world has any soldier sacrificed more for the freedom and liberty of total strangers than the American soldier. And, our soldiers don't just give freedom abroad, they preserve it for us here at home.

For it has been said so truthfully that it is the soldier, not the reporter, who has given us the freedom of the press.

It is the soldier, not the poet, who has given us freedom of speech. It is the soldier, not the agitator, who has given us the freedom to protest.

It is the soldier who salutes the flag, serves beneath the flag, whose coffin is draped by the flag who gives that protester the freedom to abuse and burn that flag.

No one should dare to even think about being the Commander in Chief of this country if he doesn't believe with all his heart that our soldiers are liberators abroad and defenders of freedom at home.

But don't waste your breath telling that to the leaders of my party today. In their warped way of thinking America is the problem, not the solution.

They don't believe there is any real danger in the world except that which America brings upon itself through our clumsy and misguided foreign policy.

It is not their patriotism - it is their judgment that has been so sorely lacking. They claimed Carter's pacifism would lead to peace.

They were wrong.

They claimed Reagan's defense buildup would lead to war.

They were wrong.

And, no pair has been more wrong, more loudly, more often than the two Senators from Massachusetts, Ted Kennedy and John Kerry.

Together, Kennedy/Kerry have opposed the very weapons system that won the Cold War and that is now winning the War on Terror.

Listing all the weapon systems that Senator Kerry tried his best to shut down sounds like an auctioneer selling off our national security but Americans need to know the facts.

The B-1 bomber, that Senator Kerry opposed, dropped 40% of the bombs in the first six months of Operation Enduring Freedom.

The B-2 bomber, that Senator Kerry opposed, delivered air strikes against the Taliban in Afghanistan and Hussein's command post in Iraq.

The F-14A Tomcats, that Senator Kerry opposed, shot down Khadifi's Libyan MIGs over the Gulf of Sidra. The modernized F-14D, that Senator Kerry opposed, delivered missile strikes against Tora Bora.

The Apache helicopter, that Senator Kerry opposed, took out those Republican Guard tanks in Kuwait in the Gulf War. The F-15 Eagles, that Senator Kerry opposed, flew cover over our Nation's Capital and this very city after 9/11.

I could go on and on and on: Against the Patriot Missile that shot down Saddam Hussein's scud missiles over Israel, Against the Aegis air-defense cruiser, Against the Strategic Defense Initiative, Against the Trident missile, against, against, against.

This is the man who wants to be the Commander in Chief of our U.S. Armed Forces?

U.S. forces armed with what? Spitballs?

Twenty years of votes can tell you much more about a man than twenty weeks of campaign rhetoric.

Campaign talk tells people who you want them to think you are. How you vote tells people who you really are deep inside.

Senator Kerry has made it clear that he would use military force only if approved by the United Nations.

Kerry would let Paris decide when America needs defending. I want Bush to decide.

John Kerry, who says he doesn't like outsourcing, wants to outsource our national security.

That's the most dangerous outsourcing of all. This politician wants to be leader of the free world.

Free for how long?

For more than twenty years, on every one of the great issues of freedom and security, John Kerry has been more wrong, more weak and more wobbly than any other national figure. As a war protestor, Kerry blamed our military.

As a Senator, he voted to weaken our military. And nothing shows that more sadly and more clearly than his vote this year to deny protective armor for our troops in harms way, far-away.

George Bush understands that we need new strategies to meet new threats.

John Kerry wants to re-fight yesterday's war. George Bush believes we have to fight today's war and be ready for tomorrow's challenges. George Bush is committed to providing the kind of forces it takes to root out terrorists.

No matter what spider hole they may hide in or what rock they crawl under.

George Bush wants to grab terrorists by the throat and not let them go to get a better grip.

From John Kerry, they get a "yes-no-maybe" bowl of mush that can only encourage our enemies and confuse our friends.

I first got to know George Bush when we served as governors together. I admire this man.

I am moved by the respect he shows the First Lady, his unabashed love for his parents and his daughters, and the fact that he is unashamed of his belief that God is not indifferent to America.

I can identify with someone who has lived that line in "Amazing Grace," "Was blind, but now I see," and I like the fact that he's the same man on Saturday night that he is on Sunday morning.

He is not a slick talker but he is a straight shooter and, where I come from, deeds mean a lot more than words.

I have knocked on the door of this man's soul and found someone home, a God-fearing man with a good heart and a spine of tempered steel.

The man I trust to protect my most precious possession: my family.

This election will change forever the course of history, and that's not any history. It's our family's history.

The only question is how. The answer lies with each of us. And, like many generations before us, we've got some hard choosing to do.

Right now the world just cannot afford an indecisive America. Fainthearted, self-indulgence will put at risk all we care about in this world.

In this hour of danger our President has had the courage to stand up. And this Democrat is proud to stand up with him.

Thank you.

God Bless this great country and God Bless George W. Bush.
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"Dance me to the children, wh - de Daniel Racovitan la: 29/09/2003 09:23:43
(la: Marele Eveniment)
"Dance me to the children, who are askin' to be born / Dance me to the curtains, that our kisses have outworn / Dance me with your naked eye, be my homeward dove / And dance me, to the end of love" (citat aproximativ, din memorie)

"Dance me to the end of love" un cantec despre statornicia in dragoste pana la moarte. Videoclipul: fotografii de nunta din tinerete, vechi de zeci de ani, alternand cu imaginile unor batrani tinandu-se de mana pe culoarele unei case de batrani...

Versul "Dance me to their beauty, where they're burning violins" e o aluzie la crematoriile din lagarele naziste, la intrarea carora erau pusi detinutii sa cante la violoncele piese de camera, in timp ce nenorocitii erau arsi...

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Tunick : oamenii ca o turma - de Dinu Lazar la: 14/11/2003 09:50:06
(la: O conversatie cu DINU LAZAR, fotograf)
aaa...sigur ca arta ar trebui sa transmita idei, da` fiecare arta cu meshteshugu` sau... una e meshteshugu` si alta e ideea... una fara alta nu se poate... ai o gara cu o suta de femei goale? Asta e o idee. Si? In conceptia mea asta nu ajunge... trebuie lumina, cadru, atmosfera... iacata ce spun cei mari:

"Simply look with perceptive eyes at the world about you, and trust to your own reactions and convictions. Ask yourself: "Does this subject move me to feel, think and dream? Can I visualize a print - my own personal statement of what I feel and want to convey - from the subject before me?"

-Ansel Adams

It is light that reveals, light that obscures, light that communicates. It is light I "listen"
to. The light late in the day has a distinct quality, as it fades toward the darkness of evening. After sunset there is a gentle leaving of the light, the air begins to still, and a quiet descends. I see magic in the quiet light of dusk. I feel quiet, yet intense energy in the natural elements of our habitat. A sense of magic prevails. A sense of mystery. It is a time for contemplation, for listening - a time for making photographs.

-John Sexton
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Take this waltz - de Daniel Racovitan la: 08/12/2003 03:47:22
(la: Cohen)
Uite o piesa, nush' dac'ai ascultat-o, e superbissima: "Take this waltz"... O pun pe picior de egalitate cu "Dance me..."
Un colaj de imagini halucinant, o [poezie] de [dragoste] deosebita:


"TAKE THIS WALTZ
--after Lorca

Now in Vienna there's ten pretty women
There's a shoulder where Death comes to cry
There's a lobby with nine hundred windows
There's a tree where the doves go to die
There's a piece that was torn from the morning
And it hangs in the Gallery of Frost
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws

Oh I want you, I want you, I want you
On a chair with a dead magazine
In the cave at the tip of the lily
In some hallways where love's never been
On a bed where the moon has been sweating
In a cry filled with footsteps and sand
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take its broken waist in your hand

This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With its very own breath of brandy and Death
Dragging its tail in the sea

There's a concert hall in Vienna
Where your mouth had a thousand reviews
There's a bar where the boys have stopped talking
They've been sentenced to death by the blues
Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture
With a garland of freshly cut tears?
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz it's been dying for years


There's an attic where children are playing
Where I've got to lie down with you soon
In a dream of Hungarian lanterns
In the mist of some sweet afternoon
And I'll see what you've chained to your sorrow
All your sheep and your lilies of snow
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
With its "I'll never forget you, you know!"

This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz ...

And I'll dance with you in Vienna
I'll be wearing a river's disguise
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder,
My mouth on the dew of your thighs
And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook,
With the photographs there, and the moss
And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty
My cheap violin and my cross
And you'll carry me down on your dancing
To the pools that you lift on your wrist
Oh my love, Oh my love
Take this waltz, take this waltz
It's yours now. It's all that there is."


Si iata si o comparatie cu poezia lui Lorca, dupa care Cohen spune ca s-a inspirat:
http://www.webheights.net/speakingcohen/waltz.htm
Alright now. - de Little Eagle la: 15/08/2004 21:38:42
(la: Casuta Postala A Lui Ozzy/Ovi)
AAAAAALLLLLL ABOOOARD HA!HA!HA!

The crazy train is ready now,boys and girls,wellcome to the show that never ends!Step inside my magical mistery train and world,and ride with me,the conductor,Ozzy/Ovi,I'll take you to places never seen before so .......

Wake up and I wanna see your hands up in the air!!!!
I wanna see the earth cracking ...I can't fuckin'here you!You ain't loud enough for me...!What are you? A bunch of pussies?Put some balls into it !C'mon,let-s go now!Clap your hands!
I LOVE YOU AAAALLLLLLL!!!!!

Si incep cu prezentul,cu azi de exemplu(boy,sunt sau nu poet cu rima?).
O vreme nasoala as zice de cacat,ploua,Marilyn a scos cacanarii de pisici afara
in gradina,am urmarit putin Tv olimpiada ne place mult,romanasii sunt si ei prin Grecia,ieri am vazut ceva soccer(fotbal)si spada,domne ce transpusi eram si desigur vroiam ca italianul sa-l bata pe ungur si a facut-o de am sarit in sus amandoi ca nebunii,sa nu uitam,iubesc Itali si italienii si soarta a facut sa am o sotie italianca.

Luna asta n-a fost mult de lucru pt. mine asa e vara,slow dar tot castig bine.
De aceea am acest timp liber sa scriu si trag de el pana nu vine marea furtuna cu sep....de comenzi.
Acum exact 1 sapt. am fost la un party(ziua de nastere a agentului meu,B.J)
am fost cam 60-70 persoane invitati,el are o mansion in Montclair(N.J)cu 7 dormitoare,coloane la intrare,etc.om cu banet.Si cu mari relatii....

Erau manechine de mode,colegii mei de arta si prieteni totodata.B.J.si Hildy(sotia lui)au primul copil,5 luni un baietel f. sucar deja.Ei sunt la 31 ani ca varsta si vor mai avea altul anul ce vine.

Si acum,siropul si salt&pepper to the story,I can't fuckn'heeere you...raise your hands for God's sake,c'mon,lets shake the earth now....
Domne si eu credeam ca sunt un old fart si fetele nu se mai uita la mine....
3 gagicute de 20-25 ani au vrut sa aiba sex cu mine acolo!!!!Una ma alerga si zicea,macar un blow job,alta ma pipaia la cur si ma invita sa merg afara in boscheti,alta zicea ca sa mergem la W.C.si erau...good looking!Una era manechin de mode la ELLE magazine si era asa de frumoasa ca mureai!!!!
Dar le stiu deja...plastic women!
Sex pe moment si maine nu le mai vezi .Am ...baut si m-am facut praf!!!!!

Gagicile,STIAU ca-s casatorit,au vorbit cu Marilyn si totusi se dadeau la mine ...va dati seama ca as fi putut avea ...3 femei intr-o seara?Si AM REFUZAT,s-au sucarit pe mine,dar le aratam cu degetul pe Marilyn si le ziceam:That's my girl!
In trecut....ohhh boy,sa nu credeti ca nu am visat la aceste fete,dar sunt prea loial fetei mele sa o insel si desigur i-am spus totul!Mai era un rusnac din Moscow care era homosexual si ma atingea pe mana mai mereu si imi facea avansuri sa -mi dea un blow job......l-am refuzat si pe el.

Domne,am eu 49 ani pe 3 Sep.ce vine,am fire albe in parul lung,si desigur port ochelarii stil Ozzy,trimisi de Sharon,4 perechi,am codita la par si tot atrag fete .....

Lumea acolo la party credea ca-s un star!Si oare nu sunt?
A doua zi,merg sa fac piata la supermarket(shoprite)si o fetita de 16 ani ce lucreaza vara in vacanta sa faca extra cash(multi elevi de liceu fac asta aici) si era cashier(la cassa)cade pe jos cand ma vede(frumusica foc)si imi zice ca la 2PM iese din serviciu si ca daca vreau...o pot astepta la intrare...vede ca am VERIGHETA pe deget si totusi vrea sex cu mine.Imi poate fi copil for God's sake si as intra si in cacat fiind minora...domne,nu stiu...fetele de azi,sunt altfel dar nu prea mult schimbate de cele ce am cunoscut in tineretea mea,in Ro. sau USA.

Deci orice fac ,vreau sa traiesc o viata reclusiva si calma acum,tot dau peste aventuri aiurite mereu.Azi ..pare o zi calma....oare?Sper!
Fug de lume dar lumea ma ajunge din urma si ma prinde.
Marti merg la Dr. familiei ca de obicei,pt. consult total si la fiecare 3 luni fac asta...am probleme mari cu sanatatea...m-am refacut mult dar mi-au trebuit 4-5 ani sa ajung la asta.

Cu 9 sapt. in urma insa,asa cum stiti,iar m-am apucat de bautura si drugs(only cocaine...parca nu-i de ajuns!!!) dupa o pauza de multi ani...e greu sa te lasi domne...f. greu!!!
M-am lasat iar de ele si de fumat tigari(marijuana la fel)De fapt zace o gramada de marijuana in frigider(e locul unde o mentii bine,pt. cine vrea sa stie)in cutie de metal si NU m-am atins de ea!marilyn mai fumeaza uneori la pipa,nu joint(adica rulata la hartie).Cati din voi n-au fumat macar odata?C'mon,don't gimme the bullshit!!!

Adica...."I smoked but not inhale"?Who are you foolin'maan?

In fine,deci nu mai beau nu mai fumez nimic,nu mai pun nimic in nas!Dar e greu sa te faci bine si Dr. DeNoya a gasit ca-s okay cu inima(ca tensiune...o aveam asa de mare ca omu'se mira ca mai traiesc....)am chiar aparat in casa de masurat,electric si zilnic ma controlez.

La fel si cu ficatu',colesterolul,eram pe duca dar cred ca sunt si azi....I cheated death cred 7 times....nu prea cred eu c-o s-o mai pacalesc....dar asta-i viata!Odata tre sa si mori,nu?
Sper sa apuc sa scriu destule in 2-3 ani si daca nu apuc,din nou,cer la toti ce citesc astea sa pastreze ce am scris pana acum,mai ales admin si Daniel.

In fine,deci remember,life is beautiful,live it to the fullest,traiaste clipa oricare ar fi ea.
Si deci acum Lila(Marilyn si sa stiti ca asa o numesc in intimitate),e in gradina cu Pooghee(pisica femela de 3 ani)si curand se va duce la maica-sa pt. 2 ore.
Bebitsa,motanul de 13 ani e in casa si doarme la picioarele mele.

Azi am si gatit(eu sunt bucatarul....barbatii sunt cei mai buni,cu mici exceptii femeile,nu ma luati la pietre ci sarutati-ma),ieri am mers la Jason,un f. bun amic grec(28 ani)ce e proprietar la un restaurant pescaresc,taica-su Pete l-a pus sa fie boss.Saptamanal merg sa cumpar peste proaspat(orice vreau)
si mereu imi da in plus(pe gratis)ori sardele ,nu la cutie ci crude,masline
pesti micuti de prajit in faina sau malai,scalops sau clams fresh!

Toti,oameni colosal de draguti si prietenosi si saritori.II dau si eu uneori o sticla de vin francez sau italian si chiar romanesc...pe aici exista unul rosu(Merlot si Sauvignon) si alb(Chardonais)numit...VAMPIRE,ati auzit de el?E f. bun si cheap,cam 7 $ sticla.

Azi ,mai tarziu iar la olimpiada si revedem ....Apocalypse Now,avem o mare colectie cu Marlon...I really loved so much that man....!!!!!!!!Si ca om dar ca actor...poate fi egalat?
De Niro,Pacino si cati altii...daca ei au zis ca Marlon IS GOD(in actorie)atunci au sau nu dreptate?

Sex am avut ieri si miercuri trecuta deci cam asta e ,de 2 ori pe sapt. sex,poate nu mai este de aproape 2 ore si a ajuns la 30 min. dar la 49 ani cati avem amandoi,nu-i chiar o rusine....la inceput....Lila trebuia sa se duca la Dr. ginecologic pt. ca avea cistita si dureri si i-a zis ca prea mult sex nu-i bine....e adevarat!Si NU-s deloc John Holmes,I-m average!!!Nu conteaza marimea si lungimea ci ce faci cu ea.
Ala a avut cam 10000 femei,eu doar poate 90...si toate le-am facut fericite.
Bill Wyman(a auzit cineva de el?Basistul de la Rolling Stones?A auzit cineva de Stones?formula veche inca din anii 60,)a avut cam 1000 femei in viata lui....sunt MIC in comparatie cu el sau Holmes.

Dar am avut si eu talentele mele si femeile fericite avand sex cu mine.
In fine.Despre sex altadata.
Curand spre mijlocul lui sept. mergem cu frate-meu de sange Vern(indian Navajo)sotia lui(Vern are 44 ani,par lung pana la brau in coada si e artist plastic f. bun si vinde pictura lui ce o face in traditia indiana...eu i-am dat aceasta sugestie cu 16 ani in urma),deci cu ei si altii cherokee,comanchees,Lakota,Iroquois,shoshonees,ne vom aduna la un Sundance (un ceremonial de rugaciuni si dorinta de LOVE&PEACE pt. intreaga lume)in upstate N.Y.

The elders se vor ruga si pt. mine,si sa stiti ca Dr. nu stiu nimic....ei stiu pastile...indianul stie plante si ierburi si rugaciuni la Wakan Tanka(Great Spirit of the world).
NU oricine e primit in randurile lor.Despre ei alta data,am scris destule acum la chapter 1.

Revin candva,don't forget...
LOVE&PEACE
Ozzy





























































































































































A Dacian's Prayer - de DESTIN la: 18/09/2004 20:34:15
(la: SUFLETUL ESTE NEMURITOR)
Am incercat sa traduc in limba engleza poezia lui Eminescu,"Rugaciunea unui dac" la solicitarea unor amici si prieteni americani.

Rog a se interveni in ajutor daca traducerea este greoaie sau poate fi imbunatatita.

A Dacian's Prayer

When death did not exist, nor yet eternity,
Before the seed of life had first set living free,
When yesterday was nothing, and time had not begun,
And one included all things, and all was less than one,
When sun and moon and sky, the stars, the spinning earth
Were still part of the things that had not come to birth,
And You quite lonely stood... I ask myself with awe,
Who is this mighty God we bow ourselves before.

Ere yet the Gods existed already He was God
And out of endless water with fire the lightning shed;
He gave the Gods their reason, and joy to earth did bring,
He brought to man forgiveness, and set salvation's spring
Lift up your hearts in worship, a song of praise enfreeing,
He is the death of dying, the primal birth of being.

To him I owe my eyes that I can see the dawn,
To him I owe my heart wherein is pity born;
Whene'er I hear the tempest, I hear him pass along
Midst multitude of voices raised in a holy song;
And yet of his great mercy I beg still one behest:
That I at last be taken to his eternal rest.

Be curses on the fellow who would my praise acclaim,
But blessings upon him who does my soul defame;
Believe no matter whom who slanders my renown,
Give power to the arm that lifts to strike me down;
Let him upon the earth above all others loom
Who steals away the stone that lies upon my tomb.

Hunted by humanity, let me my whole life fly
Until I feel from weeping my very eyes are dry;
Let everyone detest me no matter where I go,
Until from persecution myself I do not know;
Let misery and horror my heart transform to stone,
That I may hate my mother, in whose love I have grown;
Till hating and deceiving for me with love will vie,
And I forget my suffering, and learn at last to die.

Dishonoured let me perish, an outcast among men;
My body less than worthy to block the gutter then,
And may, o God of mercy, a crown of diamonds wear
The one who gives my heart the hungry dogs to tear,
While for the one who in my face does callous fling a clod
In your eternal kingdom reserve a place, o God.

Thus only, gracious Father, can I requitance give
That you from your great bounty vouched me the joy to live;
To gain eternal blessings my head I do not bow,
But rather ask that you in hating compassion show.
Till comes at last the evening, your breath will mine efface,
And into endless nothing I go, and leave no trace.

PS Thanks! Denysa, tie iti apartine ideea de a veni cu aceasta poezie pe aceasta tema.

Cine se teme de suferinta...va suferi de teama.

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Ozzy, Just face it, your guy - de Horia D la: 03/11/2004 16:41:19
(la: Alegerile in USA)
Ozzy,
Just face it, your guy lost. How about the popular vote?

The things that come to those who wait are what's left behind by those
who got there first.
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atunci sa facem completarea de cuvinta... - de sanjuro la: 19/11/2004 10:10:12
(la: Cele mai frumoase poezii)
Edgar Allan Poe

The Raven
[First published in 1845]

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.'

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
`'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door -
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; -
This it is, and nothing more,'

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
`Sir,' said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you' - here I opened wide the door; -
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before
But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!'
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!'
Merely this and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
`Surely,' said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; -
'Tis the wind and nothing more!'

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door -
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
`Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, `art sure no craven.
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore -
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning - little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -
Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as `Nevermore.'

But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only,
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered -
Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before -
On the morrow will he leave me, as my hopes have flown before.'
Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
`Doubtless,' said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore -
Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore
Of "Never-nevermore."'

But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore -
What this grim, ungainly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking `Nevermore.'

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet violet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
`Wretch,' I cried, `thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he has sent thee
Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! -
Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted -
On this home by horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore -
Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore -
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named Lenore?'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

`Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked upstarting -
`Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!
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La intrebarea ta am incercat - de nebunica la: 26/11/2004 15:17:45
(la: Ce vor femeile?)
La intrebarea ta am incercat sa-mi raspund acum ceva vreme:

nu vreau decat sa iubesc si sa fiu iubita
vreau sa ofer si sa primesc
vreau oameni frumosi langa mine
vreau caldura, siguranta
vreau sa ma cuibaresc in bratele lui la sfarsitul unei zile plina de nimicuri si sa-i simt caldura
vreau sa facem numai dragoste
vreau sa-mi deschid sufletul si sa-l las sa intre pentru totdeauna
vreau sa-l visez ziua
vreau sa ma viseze noaptea
vreau sa stam pe canapea si sa ne uitam la un film bun, cu doua cesti cu ciocolata calda, fierbinte...
vreau ca atunci cand ma vede sa i se lumineze fata
vreau ca atunci cand ma priveste sa ma oglindesc in ochii lui cu toata fiinta mea
vreau ca atunci cand suntem impreuna sa rada cu ochii
vreau sa nu plece niciodata de langa mine

nu vreau minciuna
nu vreau ura
nu vreau indiferenta
nu vreau lucruri complicate
nu vreau jocuri periculoase
nu vreau cuvinte fara acoperire
nu vreau sa fug
nu vreau sa ma sperii
nu vreau nimic din ce m-ar putea rani...poate o face fara sa stie...

si la intrebarea care te macina...nu pot sa-ti dau decat un singur raspuns:
priveste-o ...si daca te invaluie caldura...nu trebuie decat sa-i intanzi mana si sa-i zambesti... :-)


So cruel...(U2)

We crossed the line
Who pushed who over
It doesn't matter to you
It matters to me

We're cut adrift
We're still floating
I'm only hanging on
To watch you go down
My love

I disappeared in you
You disappeared from me
I gave you everything you ever wanted
It wasn't what you wanted

The men who love you, you hate the most
They pass through you like a ghost
They look for you but your spirit is in the air
Baby, you're nowhere

Oh... love... you say in love there are no rules
Oh... love... sweetheart...
You're so cruel

Desparation is a tender trap
It gets you every time
You put your lips to her lips
To stop the lie

Her skin is pale like God's only dove
Screams like an angel for your love
Then she makes you watch her from above
And you need her like a drug

Oh... love... you say in love there are no rules
Oh... love... sweetheart...
You're so cruel

She wears my love like a see-through dress
Her lips say one thing
Her movements something else
Oh love... like a screaming flower
Love... dying every hour... love

You don't know if it's fear or desire
Danger the drug that takes you higher
Head in heaven, fingers in the mire

Her heart is racing, you can't keep up
The night is bleeding like a cut
Between the horses of love and lust
We are trampled underfoot

Oh... love... you say in love there are no rules
Oh... love... sweetheart...
You're so cruel

Oh... love... to stay with you I'd be a fool
Sweetheart... you're so cruel




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