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Killing days-- a memory of death

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     I was removing weeds in my garden over the summer, and saw a beetle deer flying over my head. Happy that I was not alone, and that such a majestic creature came into my space...      It wasn't always like that, though. There was a time, called innocence, when I would kill such creatures. Cold blooded, ruthlessly... I should not be amazed by any nowadays crimes... To kill a creature... it does not matter at this point if it's a human being or an animal, it is a being that has all rights to live and enjoy life, long or short.      I was building an insect collection for my biology class, back in sixth grade or something, and was thrilled with the project. Hanged out in the fields anyway during summer break, so why not do something like gathering insects, arrange them nicely in a box, and have them shown...? My grandfather got involved too, and came one time with a large beetle deer with spectacular antlers that he found around the house. ...

Aglomerații

     Sa fi fost prin clasa a-VIII-a... mai mult ca sigur... Un an cheie pentru ca urma admiterea la liceu si toti cei din hoarda mea erau pisati cu toate lecțiile, si exercițiile, si comentariile, si tot ce trebuia sa facem sa fim considerați pregătiți pentru intrarea intr-un nou capitol din viața noastră de școlar: liceul. Totuși, mai scăpam noi la câte o distracție, ca altfel nu se putea...       Cam pe atunci aparuse si filmul Liceenii , cu Ștefan Bănică si Oana Sârbu. Făcuse mare valva, ca după revoluție vremurile se schimbau, rigiditatea se înmuia, austeritatea pălea, si era ceva nou sa vedem un film cu adolescenți in focurile bacului, care printre ale școlii mai aveau timp si de sex. Dar noi ăștia de a VIII-a  ii vedeam p-aia de- a-XI--XII-a ca oameni in toată firea, ce mai...       Si se făcea ca filmul se rula într-o clădire istorică din oraș, si am ajuns si eu cu colega de banca. Cinematograful era aglomerat peste măs...

To the core

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Recently discovered the choreographer Basela Oleksii, and I find her approach quite original. In life, maybe you come across only a couple of pieces that touch you deeply. One of them, for sure:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7RdIse6K54A&list=RDGNz9z5gDTjU&index=3

Refugiu

M-am retras lângă mare-- un loc cu valuri calme si vuiet slab; Aud doar peștii clipocind, Si solzii lor strălucesc. Iar adâncuri... doar ale timpului si ale noastre, De n-ar fi atât al meu singur... Am zis ca aici vreau sa dorm...

Riviera

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Ocean's sticky air,  Humid and salty-- Sweet young fall... It clings to my skin Like yours to mine Early this morning... I suck it  Like a succulent in a pot, And turn Greener and greener...