duminică, 8 mai 2011

Crossroads

[There are no addicts...only drugs]

As it's been a while,I'll just go ahead and write somethin'...

Hope you all enjoy :P








Wild like the heaviest clouds that swirl across the sky,
Filled with anger and remorse,so is the life of those that refuse to try,
Those that have refused to give heed to their souls call,
And it is because of their disobedience that they shall one day fall.

Birds fly because they want and because they can,
So why then won't you lend your hand?
Is it out of fear that you twist and cry,
Or do you simply think the worse,and never try...

There's no excuse and no straight path towards sin!
It's not as if you simply crossed roads while at the inn,
Found a fairy and rapped it of its beauty,
And claimed it all in the name of "duty.

In the end,I feel the fear that drenches the streets I stamp on every day;
And wonder whether it hurts you the same as it hurts me today;
I live my life and this will always be my way,
Yet will you simply be tossed as the other lay?

P.S.:
Worm and parcel with the lay,
Turn and serve the other way,
For that lady that chose silence,
A wonder simply begging for violence...

Inspiration:
Massive Attack-Paradise Circus (Zeds Dead Remix)

duminică, 20 martie 2011

So...you wanna be reborn?!


["It is undisputed whether or not humanity would choose life when confronted with self-destruction"-Vic]


You are sick of stress,
And so am I,
You hate what is fake,
And thus you begin to tell the truth from lies.

You look so tired sometimes,as if you could barely walk,
And when waking in the night,all you can see is the dark.
Yet feel no fear my dear,
For your path shall soon be clear.

It takes only but a moment,
Sometimes simply just a glance,
To rid thyself of all that you carry,
And bury that which lies restless.

miercuri, 16 martie 2011

Freezing clocks







["Just because the clock freezes,that doesn't mean that time has stopped."-Vic]

You are all alone,
As they let you go,
Left with a meaning and a name,
With a bag and a pocket of blame.

Are you tempeted to surrender?
Are you waiting for the dream to end?
If so,then it is only you that deserves the blame,
As the dream is fake,and you shall never wake.

If you trust a soul in the world,
Not two,nor three or more,but one,
Then dedicate a lifetime of selflishness to either him or her,
For no one will see you more younger,smarter or better as your chosen trusted.

luni, 7 martie 2011

Beware the...ME?!





["In time of peril or danger,instincts tell us to flee and reach safety,yet "safety" is merely our own way of falling in the real trap" -Vic]

Broken bits and pieces fall crumbling from the ceiling
As the sky lays its heavy burdens on the roofs.
We all pray towards the sky,thinking of our Gods,
But never do we conceive that the sky might be saturated by our wishes.

Belief is like a fresh piece of bred,
As it slowly disintegrates with the passing of time,
Like the course of a strange poem,stripped of rhyme,
In the hands of a reader that knows the ending ahead.

In conclusion,we should be reticent to judge,
For no one comes and goes and some don't even fudge,
So I blast and curse them all alike,
And in my delusion I dream of their heads on a spike.

luni, 28 februarie 2011








["People find the problems they think they have instead of not thinking and just looking."-Vic]

Here it comes...the first REAL post of 2011...Ready or not,this is what still remains:

Is there not another realm to which we can seek refuge,
To a something more real than reality,something bigger than huge,
To where the past is still prezent and the horros are unknown,
To where there is no king,nor crown,where all is a mystery and nothing is known.

What is it that we call "matter" when we rise from dust and to dust we all return,
As we are us only because we know our names after we are born,
Shattered right after by stories that are left untold,
Playing our cards with patience,even though in the end we fold.

I feel my misery covered by grief,
I feel my peace now stolen by my thief,
I conceive life as the race towards defeat,
To be honest,we barely are more than a piece of meat.

Inspiration:
Panic Chanel - Listen

marți, 22 februarie 2011

Tribute...

[Firstly,before starting,I'd really like to share an announcement...
Since of yesterday,the breaths of a most dear friend have stopped.Some knew him by Claustrofob,although his closest of friends named him Vic (from Victor).
For those of you that do not know who Victor was or haven't had the chance to meet this genius in human form,I will tell you this much:

Victor was an orphan from the age of five and after the death of his last relative (his grandfather) he was given to child care.Since then,this once orphan managed to step higher and higher between the ranks of his fellow siblings (12th times top of his class) and continued so in his years of university.After finishing his NBA in a Computer Programming field he got to one of the most prestigious ranks a programmer could ever dream of.

It is not wrong to say that he worked hard and be sure that his journey to the top of the mountain was though,yet it was his intelligence altogether with his perseverance,his will to go further than any had ever went and pushing the limits further,his never-ending flow of energy and nonetheless,his smile in either rainy or sunny,joyful or painful days that kept both him and everyone around him moving.

He was everything in the world for me.I could never see him as simply one individual.
Vic was as close as a brother,as concerned as a father,as loving as a mother and,to my privilege,he was my friend.

My words are meaningless when trying to describe what a miracle he was for me and many others (I am sure),yet know that never have I loved another human being,and never have I cared for another as I felt all of these and plenty more for Victor.

I wish I had spent more time with you my friend,I wish I had had the opportunity to learn more from you,I hope you can forgive me if I ever did you wrong,but most of all,I wish you rest in peace my dear friend and know that you will forever live within me (guiding me hopefully) and the lives you have touched with your brilliant mind,your creativity and your determination to make good out of wrong and better out of good.
It is him to who I dedicate this post and many more to come in the future.

I would to ask from you (stranger or friend) not more than three things:


1.In honor of Victor's life,I would ask a moment of silence from all of you,time in which we may all pray in his name as a small, yet well deserved sign of respect to one of the most incredible men that I have met throughout my life.





*Thank you*

2.As one of his favorite hobbies (actually a great part of his life),Victor enjoyed music (especially the sounds bound to the strings of a guitar).
For those of you who knew him (and even the ones that do not),I would like you to remember his favorite song.

Dave Navvaro-Rexall
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wpfDARU75FI&feature=related
[Don't worry Vic...you were and always will be better...]


3.I would like to share something a small piece he once wrote to me.If possible,I would really appreciate it if no one copied this small piece of text(which I permitted myself to translate in English as best as I could).It reads as follows:

English:
"In the end they shall see the light and all that was once great and now extinct shall rebound into the hearts and minds of all:'I shall honor my legacy.','I am wrong yet I at least I can tell.','If I ever was to blame someone,then I would be the one blaming myself for wanting to blame in the first place.','I am superior to none...I might just simply know more.'.In the end,these thoughts will be the only ones that will matter,but...until then...I'LL GIVE LIFE ONE HELL OF A RIDE!"

Romana:
"In cele din urma vor vedea cu totii lumina, iar atunci,tot ce a fost maret candva (dar de mult disparut in zilele noastre) va reveni in inimile si gandurile tuturor:'-Imi voi onora mostenirea.','Am gresit dar,cel putin, pot vedea acum.','Daca ar fi sa dau vina pe cineva,nu as invinui pe nimeni decat pe mine insumi pentru dorinta de a acuza.','Nu sunt superior nimanui...Eu doar stiu mai multe decat ceilalti.'.La final,doar gandurile acestea vor fi singurele care vor conta dar pana atunci...IMI VOI FACE DE CAP!"



May God rest his soul in peace.]




Greetings to one and all as it's been a while...

Really missed writing on this wall and from now on,whenever I shall have the time,I promise to write,and never let go.


I'd like to give a heads-up and special thanks to the people that have made my return to the blog from impossibility to certainty:
1.Victor
2.Eva
3.Andreea
4.George

I owe it all to you and I think it is enough to say that I'll always be in your debt.


Because of the terrible events written above,today shall be an empty post.

See you all on another day,

Cheerios

Inspiration:
Vic

marți, 18 ianuarie 2011