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.

["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

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

The pain that was once yours...

Yeah...pretty sad isn't it?:P(wrote this just to keep mark from spitting fire at all my sad writings...message:"SO WHAT IF THEIR SAD!!!!SCREW YOU,YOU PERVE=)))))) " ).

Back to more normal things now,shall we...:

Yes and yes again,
In a fool's paradise have I been wandering,
Century by century,
A plague on both her houses...

My beauty,my lovely beauty...
Age could not wither her,nor flourish her more,
And by the gods,do i not grow tiresome of this lousy guilt,
For what is a guilt without a sinner,and a sinner without its sin?

As pure as the driven snow,
Yet no...a bit too much for my understanding.
And even as good luck would have it,
It seems my fortune was misplaced.

For I must have cherished something else,
If not thy spirit and thy lips,
If not for a single second in the universe,
Would I give all away for just a moment.

Alas,I wish to satisfy my hounds,
As bound I lay to give the Devil my due,
Yet know that it all,from the begging,
Was meant to bring thy joy,and never sorrow,or such alike.

I have not slept one wink,waiting for her so ever bright star,
And if music be the food of love,then her music could indulge even angels,
In the twinkling of an eye one could tell of her tremendous heart,
And all the secrets and burdens it holds forever locked.

My once goddess,the milk of human kindness,
How I am pound of flesh for my betrayal,
How I wish to be at ease and live once more in peace,
Hear me...or do you wish that i shuffle off this mortal coil?

Bury me if that might loosen thy strain,
Drown me in all those tears that you once gave birth.
Or,worst still,promise to never forgive,
And let my ghost,make forever steps throughout the realm.

P.S.:
Once again,I just have to say,
That there is never night nor day,
When I wish to have swallowed my words,
And gave sense to our reality.

Inspiration:
The fray-You found me
(The first song I heard from her...and I still miss...)

How about now?

(terribly sorry,but i just can't help it...)

So much time has passed since the funeral...
I can still smell the flowers from her hair,that dangling perfume,and it is still that smile I regret loosing.Will the guilt ever end?I hope not,so at least I could still be left with my memories(cruel nevertheless yet still,memories).Why and why again,I wonder while awake at night,did it all turn out so bad,so harsh.I turn my head around for a second,and then i cover my face with a pillow.I know why...and still it is still me,who poses this question.

If I were to judge now,from the all the memories that I poses,what was the utmost "failed" person that I have ever met,then I would stand forward with dignity,for I know my wrongs and rights,and by balancing them,I can tell that my existence has caused so much hurt and pain,that no lover could ever forgive...It is in this matter I wish to present my newest creation,with dignity and shame alike:

I know what I did and ask that you believe,
That never have I destroyed,and in thoughts deceived,
As I did to you.

It is here,the resting place,of that that once was
And of what still remains,
The glass being filled with regrets.

Yet a regret is nothing without pain,
And as you have felt pain throughout those times,
My pain was bound to be forever since.

P.S.:
I hope I will have the chance to meet you one day,
And that you will grant me a moment to bow,
So that in that moment,I can finally release my curse,
And maybe see that smile I dream of every night.

Will the wheel actually turn???!!!

It's about time I wrote something(preferably in english...xxx to MarK:P).So here it goes:

On the floor with a bottle and a necklace,
It is in these coffins that I chose redemption,
That I withdrew,in the hope of rebirth,
In the hope...yet again.

Still,as hope is simply but a coin,
Tossed in the air,destined to choose a side,
So was my conviction,
No more,but a side.

It is now,the moment I wish to reveal,
To discover and displace,
To be bound to time and space,
To let the wounds so deep,finally a the chance to heal.

You might wonder whether it was faith,
Or maybe if it were luck,
That I choose today to be the day,
That i banished my ghosts,and chose to stay.

P.S.:
A memory in the dark,
Worthless if it holds no mark,
As from the dark we came,
And to the dark we shall return.
(AND NO...THIS IS NOT GENESIS:P)

Inspiration:
Mazzy Star-Fade into you