I realize that some of the best ideas i had so far came when i took the buss home. I should do this more often
So, i was thinking how would it be to try to learn something about the people i pass by (going on the buss) just by analyzing their walk and their looks. It's an imagination game. Try to look at them, how do they walk on the street ad see what you can find out about them. Funny, almost all the things i imagined about the people were related to their sex life.
You can see that many people are walking with their heads down, you can imagine they had a shitty workday or that they are tired. Not even the thought of going home does not bring a smile on their faces. Probably this people don't have anyone who waits for them at home after a long work day, and most probably they are not having any sex.
Then i saw some very stylish girls and the hot boys that are definitely having sex but they look in the mirror when they are doing it. The girls with their heels and their mini skirts and the boys with their muscles and their glasses and their big cars with lots of horses. I can imagine tough how can anyone so shallow can be happy all day long. Maybe they need so little from life that they are actually happy with this sort of life. But they definitely have a mirror next or above their beds.
I saw the young high school kids that even if they are having sex they do it because they think about love. Some of them are so in love that would do anything for the partner. Most of them are really cute and hip and they spend lots and lots of money on gadgets. But they are truly loving the love making.
I saw 2 taxi drivers. One was reading a book and looked so clean and white that i imagine him being a very religious person. He is definitely not having any sex. The other one, an older guy, looked like he has very careful wife and she takes really good care of him and their children. He and his wife are having sex but not too often.
Let s don't forget about the hot moms (from age 25 to 50). The hot moms are the women that are smiling while they walk, shop, cook, work...anything they do is fun. And they look like having fun also...you know they are blesses with a loving husband and a loving family. This women are definitely having some good sex and loving. At the other end of the rope are the corporate women. Al dressed in black and inaccessible to anyone. I can't imagine them having any sex at all :).
Maybe next time i will try to record the ride home with the buss, just to describe it better.
joi, 8 octombrie 2009
luni, 28 septembrie 2009
The resistance


The Resistance is the fifth studio album by English alternative rock band Muse, released in Europe on 14 September 2009. On its release, it topped the album charts in 16 countries and reached number 3 on the American album chart. It also beat its predecessor, Black Holes and Revelations, in relative album sales in its debut week in the UK with approximately 148,000 copies sold. Critics were mostly positive about the album, with much of the praise directed towards its ambition, classical music influences and the thirteen-minute, three-part "Exogenesis: Symphony". The album was produced by the band and mixed by Mark Stent.[12][13] The album's first single, "Uprising", was released on 7 September 2009
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Bun! Daca e adevarat ce spune, imi schimb tactica. Deja farmecul senzual care ma coplesesa in timpul convorbirilor noastre a disparut indata ce mi-a marturisit acestea. Sunt de acum mult mai liber, mai liberat.
Ard de nerabdare sa o intalnesc iarasi in camera mea, s-o vad cum va reactiona. Voi arata Maitreyei ca nu imi pasa de dragostea ei.
Stiu ca ma iubeste. Nu se poate ascunde. Stiu ca e legata de mine. Iar daca am ramane singuri 24 de ceasuri, mi s-ar da fara sovaire.
Dar de ce ma insulta, pentru Dumneazeu? De ce imi spune ca ii repugna dragostea comuna?

Este altceva mai bun?

Text: Maitrey, Mircea Eliade.
Foto: Eu (10-Apr-2009)
Este altceva mai bun?
Text: Maitrey, Mircea Eliade.
Foto: Eu (10-Apr-2009)
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