23/08/2012
20/08/2012
simple things
Yesterday, I was talking on a mobile with minion walking around the yard, and I noticed an interesting thing. I stood beside garbage bin and drew attention to a very nice path between the trees. very beautiful view. I decided to get closer, but when I came very close, the beauty was gone. it simply ceased to be visible, so I went back to see again.
and then it hit me - you can see something good only being in a bad place.
Yeah, nothing genius, nothing new, obvious, but for me this is an important phrase. this is about so many other things. The same idea in; you can feel something good only if you feel shit. isn't? When you feel good how can you feel good if you already in a good. Everything consists only of outside seeing, only in contrast
and then it hit me - you can see something good only being in a bad place.
Yeah, nothing genius, nothing new, obvious, but for me this is an important phrase. this is about so many other things. The same idea in; you can feel something good only if you feel shit. isn't? When you feel good how can you feel good if you already in a good. Everything consists only of outside seeing, only in contrast
18/08/2012
Friday Poetry
Hard Poetry
they played enough
with my becoming
taught me to hate and be
tricky for nothing
and then slapped
on my back
and said go to work
and said to be meek
I froze,
and attempts grow
but they never know
what they've done
in their own hole
Please save me from
from the hustle and winds
until all of them are sleeping
and keep their thinkings
let us
forget the names
and never blame
with no a drop of the shame
they are all the same
lets put them in a flame
its only a game
not even main
simly insane
rain rain rain
lets put them in a flame
either way...
(Aslanova K. indeed)
11/08/2012
The Sphinx, or, The Caresses
This painting just ingrained in my mind. For several months, I keep it on the desktop and from time to time trying to unravel the meaning. I looked through a few articles about this picture, but I would not lean to anyone's opinion either, because we all know that reliably guess the signification of a particular artwork is simply impossible, for this you need to be the author himself, to know for sure what did you put there.
Relying only on intuition and the Imagination, I want to give my version of meaning of this picture. In my opinion, this picture represents a woman in love. A kind of mythical creature, but real. She is is natural in all its manifestations. She is tender, but by its nature is reactive hazardous. She is is very close to her lover, she is calm and open, but any sudden movement causes a reaction in her animal instinct. Particular attention should be paid to facial expression and location of the Sphinx's paw. Inadvertently, she can tear chest to her lover, but if he keeps her calmness then she just gently stroking his body. " In the popular imagination, even in the scientific literature, women were not regarded as fully rational beings, and their impulses, unchecked, posed a threat." Also, let's look at him. He is focused, and armed, while she even closed her eyes and smiling blissfully. He is also open. Perhaps he is a little scared and wants to escape, but other feelings superior to fear. Strange love. She protects him, he is safe from all over the world, but in some danger with her. She loves him faithfully, to the last drop, but if he wants she would leave. Do not forget that despite the bestial nature she is a woman, and he is a man. It does not help his task, but one who is aware, is forearmed.
Unexplained, a unique spectacle.
Supernatural feelings. If they lose this string it will be like next day without heroin. Another touchdown on a rigid granite slab. Without air, without colours. Without the sky. Love is like something dangerous but vitally needed, and if you have tasted only once, then you simply can not exist without it.
Love is undoubtedly change life forever. I am very glad that the picture is motionless moment, and in the case of this painting is the perfect blessedness.
A moment of Love in which they both forever.
Khnopff has been called a "painter of the invisible," his images merely physical expressions of an idea.
Relying only on intuition and the Imagination, I want to give my version of meaning of this picture. In my opinion, this picture represents a woman in love. A kind of mythical creature, but real. She is is natural in all its manifestations. She is tender, but by its nature is reactive hazardous. She is is very close to her lover, she is calm and open, but any sudden movement causes a reaction in her animal instinct. Particular attention should be paid to facial expression and location of the Sphinx's paw. Inadvertently, she can tear chest to her lover, but if he keeps her calmness then she just gently stroking his body. " In the popular imagination, even in the scientific literature, women were not regarded as fully rational beings, and their impulses, unchecked, posed a threat." Also, let's look at him. He is focused, and armed, while she even closed her eyes and smiling blissfully. He is also open. Perhaps he is a little scared and wants to escape, but other feelings superior to fear. Strange love. She protects him, he is safe from all over the world, but in some danger with her. She loves him faithfully, to the last drop, but if he wants she would leave. Do not forget that despite the bestial nature she is a woman, and he is a man. It does not help his task, but one who is aware, is forearmed.
Unexplained, a unique spectacle.
Supernatural feelings. If they lose this string it will be like next day without heroin. Another touchdown on a rigid granite slab. Without air, without colours. Without the sky. Love is like something dangerous but vitally needed, and if you have tasted only once, then you simply can not exist without it.
Love is undoubtedly change life forever. I am very glad that the picture is motionless moment, and in the case of this painting is the perfect blessedness.
A moment of Love in which they both forever.
Khnopff has been called a "painter of the invisible," his images merely physical expressions of an idea.
09/08/2012
How important it is to stay the way you were when someone fell in love with you
But this is not the story of our first meeting, it's just a lovely moment that is so nice to remember.
I just love early morning. The moment, before thoughts of people woke up and covered the atmosphere. Last week in Kiev was incredibly hot and the mood was so disgusting. Melted brain, boiling body. But yesterday and today are much better. Morning, light breeze, I had time to tell my minion important words, now I swallowing oatmeal with peach and finally feel that things are not so bad. Often it seems that life is shit, boring and monotonous, but returning to my memories, I understand that it is not. Life is full of wonderful moments, and they just must be short, they always have to end so they were precious and unique.
One nice moment easily outweighs a week of monotony and gloom. From the side your memories may seem completely obvious, banal, but in fact, for us everything we encountered the first time is always unique. Who if not you can know how you felt at one time or another, what was going on in your soul. I think only one, who was with you side by side and shared the experience with you. All that is happening now, tomorrow will be yesterday. Therefore all of us should work right now for our memories tomorrow.
I just love early morning. The moment, before thoughts of people woke up and covered the atmosphere. Last week in Kiev was incredibly hot and the mood was so disgusting. Melted brain, boiling body. But yesterday and today are much better. Morning, light breeze, I had time to tell my minion important words, now I swallowing oatmeal with peach and finally feel that things are not so bad. Often it seems that life is shit, boring and monotonous, but returning to my memories, I understand that it is not. Life is full of wonderful moments, and they just must be short, they always have to end so they were precious and unique.
One nice moment easily outweighs a week of monotony and gloom. From the side your memories may seem completely obvious, banal, but in fact, for us everything we encountered the first time is always unique. Who if not you can know how you felt at one time or another, what was going on in your soul. I think only one, who was with you side by side and shared the experience with you. All that is happening now, tomorrow will be yesterday. Therefore all of us should work right now for our memories tomorrow.
December. A modest and nice Bielefeld. post xmas hangover. (If you're in Germany then get ready to be constantly with a black mouth of mulled wine(Glühwein), this time of year there's a lot of it).
On the street is very cold, but we don't care. We are sitting outside (because you can't smoke inside, I hate such places), and drink some drinks with ice. Really cold but we don't give a shit. After all, we got a free pack of biscuits and card with a crow. Sitting and rubbing against each other. No longer so cold, and we're staring at German who seem to brother of Scooter. Fire!
It was a very good time. Gifts, walks, parties, songs. We've broken cups (only for good luck) of mulled wine which we had to return it. oh yeah, rebel rebel. And another German man Heinz showed us his penis pierced christmas toys.
About the last thing is not true
29/07/2012
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03/05/2012
ZOMBIE DREAMS
(Maybe i just watched too passionately the walking dead and can't wait for 3th season but it was long ago anyway)
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It was sooo fucking scary!
I live in two worlds. The usual shitty, in which we all live and the world is captured by zombies. several times I had a dream about the end of the world. In the world only zombies, and few, escaping, groups of people. I am one of the groups. Everywhere ruins. Panic. Fear. Attack. Battles. Traps. The chase. Death. Chaos.
An eerie feeling of helplessness and hopelessness. I learned how to kill. Chopping the head of zombies. all the time I running away and save. I have a dagger and a sword. When I wake up I feel that I really visited the war. I do not relax during sleep. I'm always in a tone, expecting an attack. In my dream I can not sleep, all the surviving people do not sleep already for a few weeks. Around a lot of traps. I'm trying to come up with a strategy but all a failure.
The last thing I thought that there are no more options, zombies slowly come and all the shelters and hiding places will be destroyed. There is no salvation. I think it is better to kill myself. And then I thought, maybe it's worth to try to lure all the zombies in the ocean?And then blow up the ocean. Then I woke up.
We'll see what happens next)
P.S. Once, I even played the role a zombie.
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