Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
o zi din viata unui baeat
ma trezesc pa la 10 si ceva. ma intind. ma doare oasele da aseara din club ca a sarit gioarsele alea pa mine. da le-am facut io. ca sunt jmecher. ma duc la kitchan. femeia, ca am femeie da serviciu, mi-a facut uaua. sa zicem. maine o dau afara ca nu e prajite prea bine. da-o dreacu. e coada la mine la apart. ma uit pa geam la bou ala da boc. al dreacu cu pdl-istii lui. las ca tata e bine, ca e la psd. ma uit pa geam si-mi dau seama cat de jmecher sunt. am cel mai tare apartament din piata victoriei. vad pana departe. sa-mi bag bemveu-n gard ca vad pana la casa scantei.
cum o fii sa ai serviciu? din asta de 9-5. plictisitor. sa stai toata ziua sub sef si sa vrei sa-i dai foc la scaun. da noroc ca am bisnisu meu. am o cafenea si distribui medicamente la spitale. noroc cu tata ca mi-a facut jmenu. da ma descurcam si singur. nu sunt ca copiii da bani gata, ca mie taicami-u mi-a zis...ba, iti dau 10 mii da euro, da esti pa barba ta. mai mult nu-ti dau pa luna, deci esti independent.
ma duc in living. ceva imi miroase bine. plasticul de la joysticku meu de plaisteisahn 4 ma incita la joc. moama, ce exprimare da jmecher am. joc un joc. sunt la nivelu 4. ii sparg pa toti. nasol. nu mai am coduri de eternal life. cum ii mai sparg pe toti? stiu. imi iau alt joc.
cobor in strada la masina. boii aia da pancari iar au scris ca sunt manelist. e prosti da-i in puii mei. ca nu sunt manelist, sunt hausar.
ma duc la birou. mai dau un mail de pe bleckberiu meu. doamne. ce frumos e. da parca nu-i destul de jmecher si ma fac dreacu de ras la club diseara. ma duc la oringi. imi iau ceva. stiu. ai phone, ai parte. cum era aia? imi iau 2 ifone. sa fie.
ma duc la cafenea. care puii mei ati parcat aci? ti-ai luat aston martin, jeane, huh? las ca te zic lu tac-tu ca ii cheluiesti banii pin cafenele la dorobanti. ce poate fi mai important si mai jmecher pa lumea asta decat sa stai la cafea cu pretenarii tai si cafeaua sa fie facuta de angajatii tai? sunt important, sa-mi bag ethicheta la masina de spalat.
plec din cafenea sub aburii da trabuc. ma duc acasa. ma schimb pentru club.
in club mai dau 1000.
cum o fii sa ai serviciu? din asta de 9-5. plictisitor. sa stai toata ziua sub sef si sa vrei sa-i dai foc la scaun. da noroc ca am bisnisu meu. am o cafenea si distribui medicamente la spitale. noroc cu tata ca mi-a facut jmenu. da ma descurcam si singur. nu sunt ca copiii da bani gata, ca mie taicami-u mi-a zis...ba, iti dau 10 mii da euro, da esti pa barba ta. mai mult nu-ti dau pa luna, deci esti independent.
ma duc in living. ceva imi miroase bine. plasticul de la joysticku meu de plaisteisahn 4 ma incita la joc. moama, ce exprimare da jmecher am. joc un joc. sunt la nivelu 4. ii sparg pa toti. nasol. nu mai am coduri de eternal life. cum ii mai sparg pe toti? stiu. imi iau alt joc.
cobor in strada la masina. boii aia da pancari iar au scris ca sunt manelist. e prosti da-i in puii mei. ca nu sunt manelist, sunt hausar.
ma duc la birou. mai dau un mail de pe bleckberiu meu. doamne. ce frumos e. da parca nu-i destul de jmecher si ma fac dreacu de ras la club diseara. ma duc la oringi. imi iau ceva. stiu. ai phone, ai parte. cum era aia? imi iau 2 ifone. sa fie.
ma duc la cafenea. care puii mei ati parcat aci? ti-ai luat aston martin, jeane, huh? las ca te zic lu tac-tu ca ii cheluiesti banii pin cafenele la dorobanti. ce poate fi mai important si mai jmecher pa lumea asta decat sa stai la cafea cu pretenarii tai si cafeaua sa fie facuta de angajatii tai? sunt important, sa-mi bag ethicheta la masina de spalat.
plec din cafenea sub aburii da trabuc. ma duc acasa. ma schimb pentru club.
in club mai dau 1000.
Friday, November 28, 2008
what's in a tower?
summer of 2001. the guy was staring at me with his hands filled with muddy cabbage seeds. he started asking me about le Tour Eiffel, Louvre et tout ca, and I remained slightly perplex. he must have seen some photos somewhere, but his French was better than mine. he could have made it high. the lesson is to hold less grudge and to never quit.
spring of 1994. he made a little bike for me
autumn 1977. he used to have rabbits and pigeons
spring of 1997. we played football. i think he let me win. again
the end is always closer than the beginning...
imperatore
Friday, November 9, 2007
circles
A man deserves himself when he searches continuously to falsify his ideas. His greatest intellectual quality, besides asking, is to contradict himself. Thus, he is able to discover. To build an ark and to sail into abysses of answers. For which some other arks should be built. What is the purpose and the end? To give the gift of life to mind, my friend.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Welcome to the sunset of minds
Friday, October 5, 2007
winds
its cold. the first touchable feeling of this place. i tried to touch as little things humanly possible until here. the bridge. some call it obsession. i call it dream. closing my eyes i see more. i see not a city. not a bridge. not even light. i see power. i see bits of wisdom. i see insanity. i love it. i see rules and chaos. i see myself. it is not the place but the road that gives you the you you seek. you seek in dark. you touch nothing. nobody knows but you how important the feeling of wind is. this wind. nothing else. no other. the brooklyn bridge wind. join. join your dream and make it. other dreams will come.
whatever
wake up. smell. breath. wash your face. brush. i need a haircut. eat. the milk is old. whatever. cnn. need slipers. salami. no graham in this country. finally. camel. 2. quit it man. what tie? 23 of them. not more, not less. 23. the red one. the com one today. shoes. black. phone. black. sleepy. too much bacardi last night. metro. tube. whatever. old lady in front. asian. american. whatever. me. romanian. dog. yellow. never had one. never will. always want. BE FREE. get down 2 stop before. find pet shop. buy puppy. his name. nokia. call boss. ill be late. got a dog. take dog home. buy stuff. dog stuff. evening. alone. football. soccer. whatever. nokia doesnt care. me neither. jaggi. devon. alex. friends. "fuck dude. you bought a dog. always wanted one. ill buy one tomorrow". jaggi. devon. same. fight club system in the air. 4 am. dog barking. neighbour screams. whatever.
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