Still.

Still.

Happy birthday!

This is an edit from 14th of February.
It just happens to be.

“Not a word, not a movement of yours will I ever forget (, nor can I…) ” – Anna Karenina

(…)

For Maureen, with love.
I miss you!

Bien sûr.

 

There’s no more blame. You smile and say “hallo”, then run.

 

For Maureen with love.

I miss you!

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Eden.

 

A bowl full of pearls.

 

For Maureen with love.

I miss you!

Supplies.

Your kindness fucked me up. I took it as naivety and genius at once. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuck.

I fucking love you !

 

For Maureen  with love.

I miss you!

Hellboy.

We met before, in another life I’ve fallen in love with you,  I know you since ever.
Is this what it is ? Is this my curse ? To love you forever but never to have you ? Beyond time and cultures, forms and planets. We are galactic baby. I’ll follow you no matter where.
Tell me I’m wrong, tell me all the philosophers were wrong, that Plato and his theory of which I didn’t knew before, are wrong !
When we met , you smiled because you knew.
Fine , pass through this existence being mad at me,  maybe is part of our curse , but consider, my intentions towards you were never evil. The lack of experience and…
This must be.
I was to scared I’ll lose you again, that I did.
I am cursed to love you forever.
This is how creatures for which the end is certain, can understand “forever” !
Our egos and characters don’t even matter, they differ every time. (…)
Doubts are eating everything,  but not this. Not you.
I will always love you bă pulică!

 

“Platonic philosophy is based upon the postulation of three orders of being: that which moves unmoved, that which is self-moved, and that which is moved. That which is immovable but moves is anterior to that which is self-moved, which likewise is anterior to that which it moves. That in which motion is inherent cannot be separated from its motive power; it is therefore incapable of dissolution. Of such nature are the immortals. That which has motion imparted to it from another can be separated from the source of its an animating principle; it is therefore subject to dissolution. Of such nature are mortal beings. Superior to both the mortals and the immortals is that condition which continually moves yet itself is unmoved. To this constitution the power of abidance is inherent; it is therefore the Divine Permanence upon which all things are established. Being nobler even than self-motion, the unmoved Mover is the first of all dignities. The Platonic discipline was founded upon the theory that learning is really reminiscence, or the bringing into objectivity of knowledge formerly acquired by the soul in a previous state of existence.
At the entrance of the Platonic school in the Academy were written the words: “Let none ignorant of geometry enter here.” ” -no reference .

“Love speaks the truth to you , it will not spare your feelings”- Magister Daire

 

 

For Love Maureen, with love .

I miss you!

Blessed.

The nihilism has won. It makes me unable to find words even when I want to shout and scream.

I love you !

 

For Maureen, with love.

I miss you !

 

White night.

Whatever it is, whatever will be.

The fish cannot walk nor the blind cannot see.

 

 

 

 

Photo credit : Eva Danciu

 

 

 

For Maureen, with love.

I miss you!

 

Sky is over.

The choice was made a while ago.

 

 

For Maureen, with love.

I miss you!

 

The picture have no meaning.

Elizabeth Shawn. De-ar fi vizibile decoratiile cu care te-ai onorat,  putini ar fi cei capabili sa le priveasca. Pentru muritorii de rand , stralucirea lor ar fi prea puternica.

Ce lupte trebuie sa se fi dat in tine!
Cumva, asa cum le vedeai si tu, mi le-ai descris.
Stiai ca vor veni.

Tu prea aici si acum, eu prea acolo si atunci. (…)

 

Sa nu citesti nimic din ce-am scris aici, auzi?! E din greseala.
Esti nenorocirea sufletului meu.
Sunt mandru de tine !

 

Si totusi,  nihilist cum sunt, imi pare ca nu conteaza.  La sfarsit praful castiga.  Cum sa lupti cu el?!
Sau poate ca praful purifica.
Nu stiu nimic! Doar simt. Dar cum stiu ca simt? Pffff, sofisme…

 

Eu, Eu,  Eu ! Toata ziua Eu ! M-am saturat de acest Eu . Sa ma lase in pace! Sa nu ma mai tulbure!

Ba da, tragem ca sa ajungem undeva. La naiba cu praful! Ce stie el ?!

Sunt manios pe tine!
Macar acum sa pricepi ca de invatat, are cine sa te invete. Daca-i lasi , desigur.
Mi-am inghitit din cuvinte aici ca sa-ti menajez reactia.

6 ani.  Chiar crezi ca eu o sa mai …. vreodata?! Mi-e sila sa scriu cuvantul.
Nu am cum. Sunt mort. Astept sa-mi mora si trupul ca sa nu mai simt zgomotul si lumea asta.
Taci !!!  Nu ma victimizez!
Inceteaza sa-mi fi călău, sunt slabit si oboist,  dorm in umezeala , atat cat pot sa dorm. Urletele celor din camera de gazare imi rup bucati din suflet iar tacerea de dupa, ma infioara!
Si tu imi zici ca nu vreau?! Nu pot! Nu pot! Vreau! Dar nu pot!
De-acolo sus din santinela ta toti parem niste neispraviti,  nu?!

Te iubesc!

Sustin cu tarie ca cei ce dau gres in dragoste sa nu mai aiba voie sa se indragosteasca!

Nu poti,  nu manca!

 

Halal liberare!

 

For Maureen, with love.
I miss you !

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rockstar.

For Maureen , with love !

I miss you !

 

 

200 twenty 5 . 6

 

A naked ghost of you , above the water , on the rocks .

 

For Maureen , with love !

I miss you !

Summer solstice.

Insert smart words:

“________________________________”

 

For Maureen ,  with love.
I miss you !

Labyrinth.

“Now tell me princess are you strolling through your sacred grove?
And is the moon still shining? You’re the only thing I’m thinking of…”

Asaf Avidan – The labyrinth song.

 

For Maureen , with love.
I miss you !

When it began.

Your witness. My witness.

 

For Maureen , with love.

I miss you !

Pineal gland.

For Maureen , with love !

I miss you !

Stop-

Patetic si lipsit de imaginate , ca de obicei. (…)

Ba pulica , sa ai grija de tine!

Te iubesc!

For Maureen , with love.

I miss you !

22.

May all that shrinks the heart , not touch and stay away.

Whatever pain bitters the soul , to kneel , to listen , to obey.

Kind teachers on the path and patience for the lessons ,

Which may be harsh with you sometimes but needed and so precious.

With peace to deal in everything , and peace to deal with you as well ,

So you can say you did no harm and all the harm towards you , fell.

No lack of wealth , a bit for each desire ,

Each need you need to satisfy ,

To satisfy.

And life may give all that you require.

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Interview for ” CVLTartes ” .

Realised by Nicoleta Raicu , editor at Cultartes Magazine .

You can read it fully , here .

Nothing else.

That’s it.

Bye !

 

For Maureen , with love.

I miss you !

 

YES.

 

Dis post does not exist.

Santo domingo.

Evolution !? Pfff…

 

For Maureen , with love.

I miss you !

Taste.

De cand ma stiu , calc cu talpa pamantu’ asta gol si independent , unde iarna nu se termina niciodata. In piept , intre coaste am oaspeti : fulgi de zapada !
Din loc in loc cate-o sclipire sau un carusel. Rasete si galagie.
Le vad pe toate. Le gust , ca-mi plac si daca nu , sunt curios.
In rest doar vuiet de viscol si pasari zgribulite.
(text in romanian)

Still from ” Rocker ” -2013

For Maureen , with love.
I miss you !

Sporadic.

Words find me harder. Paradoxical.
There is a constant hum , almost a feeling , in everything I am.
I don’t recognize myself.
This must be what a plume is feeling like.
Still , I am what I am.
I , I , I .
I don’t agree with those words. ( … )

For Maureen , with love.
I miss you !

The light bearer.

( to be continued )

For Maureen , with love.

I miss you !

 

αωαкє.

For Maureen , with love.
I miss you!

CHKPNT.

About 6-7 years ago , I saw this clip for the first time. Back then , I had no idea what the lyrics are saying or any interest in finding out.

Now , all this creation fits perfectly here.

For Maureen , with love.
I miss you !

Cherophobia.

Put flowers in your hair .
Barefoot , a purple skirt ,
So what if they all stare ?!
They should.

For Maureen , with love.
I miss you !

Eerie flash.

” … behind the wall , a thousand thoughts are hiding.
Army of the crippled one.
My shoes hold scratches of the fallen plaster. ”

For Maureen , with love.
I miss you !

S . O . S

( mine , only mine! )

For Maureen , with love.
I miss you !

Stone about roots.

For Maureen , with love.
I miss you!

Obedience.

For Maureen , with love.
I miss you!

.8∞.∞8.

The sponge mattress in the attic.

Happy.

The ”5 euros priest” .

Palinca induced sleep on the bathroom floor.

Fog pouring down the hill.

Africa. Africa!

…

For Maureen , with love.

I miss you!

Landlords.

For Maureen , with love.

I miss you!

…

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Floating.

The face of the balloon and Ned , the little guy ( as Maggie named it ) are not mine. They magically appeared over night. Artist : unknown.

”-Eternal?! Ha! No sweetheart , eternity is apart from us, it exist by itself , it has a personality , an ego. We just die! Eternity though, have the power to remember us!”

For Maureen , with love!

I miss you!

Crumbs of thoughts.

Made. Abandoned at the ferry stop Buiksloterweg (From behind Central Station West exit) , Amsterdam.
November 2014.

For Maureen , with love!
I miss you!

Distracted.

For Maureen , with love!

I miss you!

Gate.

They will bother you until you let them come alive.
After that is silence.
Like a lonely parent. ( … )

For Maureen , with love!

I miss you!

Ah , this place…

A little moment under the spot lights : min 25:20

Bega , Timisoara – Romania ; 2009

For Maureen.

16:51 ; 27.aug.2014 – Te iubesc!

For Maureen , with love!
I miss you!

KRS-1 was the moment. ( … )

” It takes an eterity for each moment to become true. It takes an eteriny for you to met anyone in your life! It takes an eternity for you to be you! – each moment is unique , you are unique! There’s nobody else like you! You come from eternity and you are eternity , nothing exist or happens whitout a reason , whitout you , nothing would’ve exist! Everything is connected! You are everything! You are everyone! Dreams come true and everything , no matter what , was already calculated! Doesn’t mean that it was meant to happend like that , no , what I say is all the possibilities are calculated! Everything you can think about , is already calculated to happen , to exist , and this information is stored somewhere , everywhere. Small steps get you far , what you think , you become , be aware! You create possibilities , what you give , you get because you create your possibilities from your results, so if the result was negativ ,it will build an equation whit an negativ conclusion as well. Everything is possible! You take the choices , is your free will!
Don’t forget , you are everything! You exist since ever and you’ll keep doing it for ever!!! ”

Lucian Turcinschi

Moment.

I love myself ,

Myself is you!

I hate myself ,

Myself is you!

I wish myself , I search for me ,

Myself is you , and you are me!

Some songs are empty without you! ( … ) ( moment ) 

 

For Maureen , with love!

I miss you! 

 

Dare , please , dare!

Unspoken thoughts , dissolved by time , caught life again!
I wish I could blame you , I really do , I can’t! 
What for?
We snorted a gram of love that kept us high…
You know I’m right , you can’t deny! 
My God , those hallucinations , and dreams ,
Now I’m big , now I am small…
Merciless withdrawal! 
What for?

I think in red , I speak in blue ,
I breath that fire you saw me trough! 
Undress me from that shield of crust ,
You promised you will heal me ,
Now , the flames will turn me into dust ,
I’m screaming! Can you hear me? 

Please , dare!

For Maureen , with love!
I miss you!  

I do love you!

Feel the lyrics.

For Maureen , with love!
I miss you!

Back soon.

I apologize for the lack of activity lately.
Driving School stole all my time. Fortunately, things went smoothly and now I possess a driving license.

I will continue to post soon.

Thank you all for your loyalty!

Maureen however, is adamant!
I still miss her!

Be good, take care!