waving in the mountains January 30, 2008

I admire those who love the sea…they can commit suicide so beautifully that songs will be written for them:

How does one who love the mountains commit suicide without brutality and broken bones and ugly scenes? Hmmm…I guess you have to be high enough to run out of oxygen? Which would be the equivalent of drowning? Well, then if I ever need such an end, I’ll be waving, not drowning in the mountains.

P.S.: Acesta a fost un post scris in urma unei nopti pline de paranoia in care all I could think about was cancer and became convinced that I am going to die soon. Still not sure my mind was exaggerating…I’ll find out soon enough. Exams first…right?

Later edit: Lol, asta daca nu mor intre timp curentata considerand faptul ca mama isi tine aparatul de umidificat aerul langa prizele din spatele calculatorului si nu doar o data s-a intamplat sa se formeze balta pe podea si sa paraie prizele de entuziasm…ya, very close to where I sleep, thank God I wear rubber flip-flops in the house. ) Now I’m ready for cancer. p

call for applications January 30, 2008

“I am slow. That doesn’t mean that I don’t think well.” – me p
Cred ca cea mai importanta problema a lu’ homo sapiens in acest moment e lenea de a gandi produsa de noile tehnologii. Ne dezvoltam in alte directii, da, dar directiile astea omoara ceva ce candva omul avea – capacitatea de a gandi for himself. Totul ii este servit atat de usor incat nu mai are timp sa serveasca din tot. Let alone sa rumege.

Nu zic nimic nou. Dar ma geandeam…la metode de a salva lumea. Si mi-am adus aminte un vechi vis la care inca n-am renuntat, dar pentru care nici nu fac multe. Sa ma fac destul de desteapta incat sa gasesc solutie la problemele lumii. Si dupa aia m-am intrebat daca exista timp intr-o viata de om sa te dezvolti indeajuns incat sa gandesti atat de complex? Si geniile ce dracu fac, de ce nu se apuca sa schimbe ceva?

Problema cu geniile e ca nu sunt intelepte. Sunt dezvoltate la maximum intr-o directie si mai mult nu stiu. Ma intreb cand o sa primim un geniu in problemele omenirii? Un geniu atat de geniu incat sa stie exact cum sa actioneze ca sa-i impace pe toti? Sa anticipeze pozitia fiecarui stat in orice miscare si sa le joace ca pe o tabla de sah? E posibil asa ceva? Foarte greu e clar ca e, dar e imposibil? Sau…ar fi intelepciunea o arma mai importanta aici? Ideal ar fi o combinatie, da nah, multe mai vreau…

Deci, lume, se cauta intelepti si genii in problemele lumii. Vedem noi cum ii combinam.

I’ve got rhythm… January 27, 2008

Nenea tvr cultural mi-a facut pofta de jazz mai devreme si mi-a adus aminte de nebunu ala de Garbarek si de ecoul lui in munti. Putem declara ca uram pe nenea tvr cultural pentru ca ne-a distrus pacea interioara. Multumim mult, acum program de vocalize si zornaieli pana la miezul noptii. Noapte buna, vecini. p

me is getting dizzzzzyyyyy…. January 26, 2008

 So this is supposedly a”brain personality” test, you know, the type that tells you if you’re a right brainiac or a wrong (:op) brainiac (no offense, science ppl p), according to those said here about the functions of the brain and how we perceive movement. But I don’t think it’s about how we PERCEIVE movement, I think it’s about how we ourselves MOVE in that particular situation, because the brain has the power to put oneself in the position of the person they’re looking at (empathy, in a less emotional way and a more spacial and physical way).

It’s already a known fact that right-handers have a different way of approaching things (they tend to give their right side of the body priority in movement), as opposed to left-handers. This is almost the same situation as if you had been asked to make a pirouette the way you feel comfortable to and you start spinning left or right. To me, for example, the version with the spinning on the left foot seems more natural because I am a right-hander, although the way the lady spins is quite impossible from a physical point of view because she is completely unbalanced in both situations. Spinning on the left foot and leaning on the right side seems to be more of a skater’s way of flipping on the right, which is different from the balance without skates. Following me? Cuz I’m not. ) I’ve even confused myself more now. p

In any case, I don’t think it has anything to do with IQ or intelligence, as somebody on the corporateovernight yahoo group said (it was even said the ability to see the lady spinning in both directions means that you’re a genius, which is completely far fetched since that’s very easy to do), it’s just the way we feel movement. Hope I’m right. And I am a right brainiac person. p Even if I can think with the left side of my brain as well.

     

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Da’ slow down people, mai e pana la eveniment, don’t get too excited. p Deocamdata vrem sa stim care-s iubirile voastre sa vedem cum ne orientam.

I did my job, sa speram ca-mi recapat creierul destul de curand ca sigur mai are ceva de comentat. )

Eu-s la externe mai nou si nu prea ma bag in organizare anu’ asta ca am de trimis oamenii la plimbare-n lume, da’ voi veghea cat pot asupra fericirii adoholicilor.

din valuri aaaaaard… sau nu va fac cu mana, ci valuresc January 21, 2008

One can’t help but stumble upon beautiful things while searching for trickster. In traducere: cautam chestii despre trickster pe un anumit programel drag noua pentru ca ne da goodies for free (:op) si am dat peste un remix (de Arcane Trickster) al unei melodii a formatiei australiene “Not Drowning, Waving” (name inspired by this poem, sau mai bine zis inversul acestei poezii). Asta e un fragmentel din cantec, very intense in my opinion:

I didn’t find the original version unfortunately…but hoping to get it in the near future.

Si poezia, pentru cei prea lenesi sa dea click (I totally get you dudes, I feel the same way most of the time p):

Not waving, but drowning

by Stevie Smith

Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought
And not waving but drowning.

Poor chap, he always loved larking
And now he’s dead
It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way,
They said.

Oh, no no no, it was too cold always
(Still the dead one lay moaning)
I was much too far out all my life
And not waving but drowning.

Btw, which version do you prefer: “not waving but drowning” or “not drowning but waving”? I know how google feels, unfortunately (… but again, maybe there is a little hope. )

Eu sunt cu valuritu’, evident, nici nu mi-a trecut prin cap verbul “a face cu mana” cand am vazut prima oara “waving”, ci mi-am imaginat valuritul, a.k.a. plutitul pe valuri…

I am waving, I am waving….home again…across the sea…

Valuri-ne-am impreuna bah!

anger management good for sesiune :o)))))) January 20, 2008

omfg I know this is prolly old, but GOD it’s so freaking hilarious! lmao

can’t wait to have a boss! =)) but I can think of many others eligible for the role until then. D

Thank you, Mika! January 19, 2008

Now I feel much better!

irrelevant, but nice to see :oD January 19, 2008

What do you have to say now, oh male gods? p

shameless narcissism January 18, 2008

As I said in my previous post, iubi-m-as singura.

Cata frumusete irosita pe o hapsana… mamaaaaaa, de ce m-ai facut?

Sfarsit photo session. Multumesc fratelui meu Emi (student la foto) pentru timpul acordat. Multumim si modelului fara de care fratele meu Emi nu ar fi scos nimic interesant p. Eu am umblat la lumina si culori fara sa am habar ce fac. Nu ma intereseaza cat de intrigati or fi profesionistii. Daca nu va place, look away.

Later edit: Mi s-a trezit o curiozitate. Pentru cei care ma cunosc din real life, in care dintre pozele astea arat mai aproape de imaginea voastra despre mine (adica fatza mea)?