Annual custom

It’s that time of the year again and while others’ hearts are filled with warm thoughts; the hour is upon me to get ready. With no expectations except hoping not to drift away into dreamland.

Rock again

Dupa cinci zile in care singurul zgomot perceput de urechile mele era cel provocat de bataile proprii inimi, am reusit sa ascult muzica. Am ales Rammstein si inca ma bucur de alegere. Inchei aici pentru ca ma astepta Enter Sandman … Enjoy the little things; you might never know where they take you!!!

Mist and dizziness

Each minute gets us closer to winter and all its delightful cold tricks. Warming up the fingers while clutching to a coffee mug, breathing in the morning harsh air, I close my eyes to see the mountains. Bring on the day, the work as nothing is more important than I am in my life.

Heil to the unknown

keyboards and monitors; failing sound of servers… the routine music of life…and only one remaining thought lingering like an never-reaching impression…forever wolf and leafs swirling within…

When yellow strikes the hour

Harshening the speach by an authoritarian toneș but face remain the same. Colors jumping up and down spreading over the retina. Leaving a clear pale yellow behind scraping away all reasoning that ever was.

Reluctant

None of us is perfect and no one is unique. And we experience life only down to our own levels of comprehension. I feel bad that I can see others only with my own 2 limited eyes. Does anyone have some goggles to spare?

Enough is just another word for “one more please”

It’s simple as that and then again you’re back on square one staring at the letter A in front of you like its nothing short of an animal from Pandora. Now we learn new words to fit more adequately with our new micro-universe. And no, we do not have a helping Mum holding our hands. We have a mighty ruler that strikes more times than Zeus. We stride to hold our heads high and march in line towards the Wall hearing nothing but the music within.

Color me flattered

Each breath was like a hurricane; messy, disrupting and wet. With a calm hand you slap the table and the flow of words tangle up the air to mix with the smirk. There is an almost delicious taste of bitterness glowing from their eyes. The heart skips a beat and fingers reach to the bone. And once they know you conquered in flash what they claimed as their own for months; there is no more debate. Just that of crawling to beg for another word of widsom. Cherish the flash and then let it out again rocking like you’ve never be anything else than a tiger!

Pinkish

A state of mind is not imposed by rules. Just like a wolfy does not act upon reasoning; but on impulse. Sun rays took out the night; but left the feeling within.

Chill out – log out

When in the background there’s only yellow, people resemble hellish tired creatures. Series of images come pourring down – Smash your fist into a wall; take a swing at a neighbour’s dog and then just crash into a frenzy of world domination thoughts. Doesn’t nature look a lot more friendly on a Friday afternoon? Then again, today might be the day when everything is taken away.