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What...?

     Everywhere you turn your head on, there is a crisis, and the idea of bloodshed is real. Occasional readings of such facts give me the feeling that I am up to date with the world, all while I sit in my comfortable bed. However, I should not see myself as a simple reader only, but as a member of a group going through a crisis as well. People make statements sometimes about lofty goals that may require bloodshed in order to come to existence; I may sympathize with such goals, but would I be ready to die if necessary for their fulfillment...?       Thinking briefly about it, I concluded that I am pretty much not able to. I am lame at such things, not really trained through hardships, too much a being of confort and nice things: adoring my closet with silk dresses, decorating and improving my spaces, busy to accomplish items on those dream lists... Trapped in my consumerist world, I do not have time to die for causes, even those lofty ones, even though...
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Stare 2

M-am reântalnit cu pământul care m-a crescut, si ne-am atins.  N-am putut să-i rezist oricât de răvășită i-ar fi fost fața. Am adormit in liniștea parului său lung si verde, si m-am trezit nemișcată parca...
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Stare 1

Un fel de urlat mut.  Visam sa vin sa culeg unicorni, dar vad moartea pe ziduri, și-mi vine sa fug...  Și parca-aș scormoni pământul dupa un paradis ce nu-l pot accepta pierdut...
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Pastime

I am a forager of some kind, Gather memories As I shuffle the sand...
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Open

America is a big opening. So big it may overwhelm. Therefore, when you enter it, you better know who you are, and keep yourself whole. Hold on to every bit of you, so you'll not be pulled into the vortex of the melting pot. Careful not to lose the reins of you when fighting for survival. Opening does not necessarily mean freedom. It means a lack of solid structure, an open field. In it, anything can go. Wherever there is lack of structure, you can do, become, think, feel, anything. Those who know who they are, thrive-- they have structure of their own. Those who don't, are constantly in search for it, and struggle; around them is such a vast field, and they may take the shape of whatever may seem to take shape.  If you've experienced structure somewhere else, does not necessarily mean it's yours, but instead you acquired something by default. You still have to find yourself. The opening is just a place where you can either get lost, or find your most authentic self. The...
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Onion

This purple onion-- color so bright. Its smell is familiarly pungent, and I no longer think if liking or not. Life can hardly be separated from onions. It seems like there is no cuisine that can go without this fruit of earth. Its flavors... everywhere. In life, we open each other like an onion. Layer by layer, in time. In the middle, we find the most tender, the most vulnerable part of self. The sweetest. It's there, swaddled like an offspring in deepest sleep...
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Ce ai mai găsit?

     Mă și mir acum de fascinația pentru locul acela.       "Hai pe vale!"       Orice copil de pe strada știa unde. La locul de aruncat gunoi din vecinatate ne petreceam o mare parte din timp, si pe-acolo ne făceam joaca. Un loc viran ce oferea ieșirea la câmpurile din spatele caselor. Zgârmam cu orele, si era o adevarata bucurie când găseam o ceașcă fără toarta (o comoara pentru camera cu păpuși). Mai rar dadeam si peste vreo cutiuță cu etichetă colorată a unui produs nemaiântâlnit, sau chiar unul străin. Aceea era de colecție, si marca ziua.       Cumva, când eram in acel loc, se împleteau un spirit al aventurii, al unui materialism inocent, bucuria găsirii si a adunatului. Euforia micului strângător... Pe vremea aceea plasticul încă nu luase amploare, si mogâldețele de gunoi aduse de oameni se integrau ușor in consistenta terenului local. Nu ni se părea, si nici nu gândeam ca avand locul acela prin preajma er...
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