Month: November 2020

At least one

At least one person in the world should care for you exist or not. Is this the bare necessity to go on living?

Posted on 28 November 2020 by disveriaPosted in sativa1 Comment

Poartă verde de iarbă

E păcat, când m-ai văzut în maro Nu e pentru tine, mi-ai spus E prea închisă, prea ruginită Încotro pleci în culoare de foame? Fumegă, nu plec, mă ține-n strânsoare Nemărginită Îndeajuns secat de maro cu glas de părinte Mai stai, odihnă, poartă verde de iarbă, mi-ai spus Sprijinit în duminică printre morminte

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You're never too old to learn something stupid.

You do not need a parachute to skydive. You only need a parachute to skydive twice.

Only one thing is impossible for God: To find any sense in any copyright law on the planet. (Mark Twain)

The direct, immediate, legitimate fruit of heightened conciousness is inertia, that is, the deliberate refusal to do anything.

I used to be indecisive. Now I'm not so sure.

No one gets very far unless he accomplishes the impossible at least once a day. (Elbert Hubbard)

I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you.

A clear conscience is the sign of a fuzzy memory.

Candy is dandy but liquor is quicker!

The impossible often has a kind of integrity which the merely improbable lacks. (Douglas Adams)

Seeking admiration is like a drug for me.

There's a fine line between cuddling and holding someone down so they can't get away.

I am a person in love. I just happen to be a person in love with an object.

She happens to be my wonderful spouse. She's probably the most wonderful person on the planet, but I admit I am slightly biased!

We have more power than will; and it is often by way of excuse to ourselves that we fancy things are impossible. (Francois Duc De la Rochefoucauld)

Emotion is entropy and seriously bad for business. I`ve hunted down to extinction over the years.

Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.

When I eat chocolate cake, 20 minutes later I'm under my desk wanting to die. When I eat broccoli, in 20 minutes I feel good. But given the choice I always eat the cake.

Then I saw there was a way to Hell even from the gates of Heaven. (John Bunyan)

I'm supposed to respect my elders, but it’s getting harder and harder for me to find one now.

Fiecare om iubeste intr-un anumit fel si are nevoie sa fie iubit intr-un anumit fel... pot sa te iubeasca oricat de multi oameni si nu e de ajuns... dar e suficient sa te iubeasca doar unul singur exact asa cum simti tu ca ai nevoie.

Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. It's not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

There are only four questions of value in life, Don Octavio. What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for, and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same: only love.

If I agreed with you, we'd both be wrong.

Write it. Shoot it. Publish it. Crochet it, sauté it, whatever. MAKE. (Joss Whedon)

Dar cita lume are forța sa se holbeze la un ecran gol? (Dan Alexe)

People want attention and crave appreciation.

Un impostor ieftin, al cărui suflet atârnă chiar mai uşor decît vorbele furate de el, mi-a şters numele de pe un text pe care i-l împrumutasem şi l-a răspîndit în numele lui, neluând în seamă faptul că cei ce îl cunoşteau personal rîdeau de atîta pretenție. Dumnezeu, însă, l-a scos de pe lista celor care pot aştepta mângâiere în ceasul spaimei. (Hujviri, mistic persan)

I often summon to a fake nostalgia for a past that never existed.

Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut, and still think they are sexy.

Never be less than you are for anyone.

Si chiar daca nu iti lasa nimeni niciun semn, tu scrie pana la sfarsit. (lev mallev)

Şi ne imaginam poveşti scrise de forma norilor, vedeam personaje de basm în permaneta lor transformare, ne jucam “cucii”, “nouă pietre”, “ţară, ţară, vrem ostaşi”, furam flori şi fructe din curţile vecinilor, ne scăldam în apele canalelor fără teama de “ciuperci”, mâncam caise verzi cu sare, şi-n vacanţele de vară mergeam la muncile câmpului alături de cei mai mari. Citeam! Şi ceea ce este important, ştiam să găsim bucurii în micile întâmplaări de peste zi. Şi râdeam! Râdeam de se rupeau baierile sufletului! Ştiţi ce cred că ni s-a întâmplat de-am pierdut toate astea? Ne-am dorit. Şi-acum avem!

We tell ourselves stories in order to live. (Joan Didion)

Căci pentru mine adevărata viață e să trăiesc în gîndul altuia.

We never really grow up, we only learn how to act in public.

May you all be showered with opportunities to be honest and comfortable with all that you are.

One must not put a loaded rifle on the stage if no-one is thinking of using it. (Chekov)

Do not allow others to define you.

The kind of magic that makes sorrows bloom into stories and works of art.

Since light travels faster than sound, some people appear bright until you hear them speak.

The last thing I want to do is hurt you. But it's still on my list.

Peter Gilmore was asked, 'Why are you so good?' His response was '30 minutes a day. Doesn’t matter how you feel. Doesn’t matter if you’re dying. Thirty minutes a day. If you love your art, you do your art for 30 minutes a day.'

Where there's a will, I want to be in it.

Lay beside me under wicked sky.

Tănase, știi că există femei care te pot lăsa pentru o virgulă rău pusă? (Dan Alexe)

Arunc rahaturi sublime pe hârtia virtuală şi-mi fumez gândurile la foc de paie.

I was holding in my arms the person I loved the most in the world, and talking to him as he died. His heart stopped. He wasn't afraid. I had gotten to walk with him to the end of the world. Life – so beautiful, painful and dazzling – does not get better than that. And death? I believe that the purpose of death is the release of love. (Laurie Anderson's Farewell to Lou Reed)

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But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think; 'Tis strange, the shortest letter which man uses Instead of speech, may form a lasting link Of ages; to what straits old Time reduces Frail man, when paper - even a rag like this - , Survives himself, his tomb, and all that's his. (Byron)

You are no longer my number 3.

Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.

Forgive now those who made you cry. You might not get a second chance.

Do you think poetry will save their souls? No, but it will make their souls worth saving.

The tears happen: Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. LIVE while you are alive.

des méandres au creux des reins

The meaning of life is that it stops.

Keep learning: Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever...Never let the brain get idle. 'An idle mind is the devil's workshop. And the devil's name is Alzheimer's!

Try everything twice. On one woman's tombstone she said she wanted this epitaph: "Tried everything twice. Loved it both times!

It is a mathematical fact that the casting of this pebble from my hand alters the center of gravity of the universe. (Thomas Carlyle)

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Argue for your limitations and sure enough, they're yours. (Richard Bach)

Wish evil to no man, for the perpetrator of good sees good, and the perpetrator of evil sees evil.

The joy of life consists in the exercise of one's energies, continual growth, constant change, the enjoyment of every new experience. To stop means simply to die. The eternal mistake of mankind is to set up an attainable ideal.

Arta medicala înseamna sa-l binedispui pe pacient, în timp ce Natura gaseste leacul. – Voltaire (1694-1778)

Sounds:

1. Tired of you (Foo Fighters)
2. The Unforgiven II (Metallica)
3. In a manner of speaking (TuxedoMoon)
3. Vanishing Act (Lou Reed)
4. Something int the way (Nirvana)
5. Private Investigations (Dire Straits)

I am a poet with a pierced tongue.