Monthly Archives: July 2017

Engleza de joi/ Kindle

Kindle = set on fire, arouse or inspire (an emotion or feeling).

“The sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being.”
Carl Jung (26 July 1875 – 6 June 1961)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Art by Michel Rauscher.

“Herbivore” Writing

“Writing is like going to bed with a beautiful woman and afterwards she gets up, goes to her purse and gives me a handful of money.” – Charles Bukowsky

Very difficult to be put in the words of a woman. Writing is like going to bed with a handsome man and afterwards he gets up, goes to the bathroom and then hands in his bloody heart on a silver platter…(??!). Human thought and feeling is always a labyrinth.

Writing must be something of an Iron Tale, must be tough and sincere to the core of human perception of pain as valor. I remain the grumpy T-Rex who started writing out of pain, not necessarily because of a broken heart as it doesn’t break so easily after I have put around it some iron circles. Writing out of love is painless and herbivore*.  As we sometimes taste blood, ours or others’. We live in a cage called life, yet we find shelter and surreptitious haven in the decorations of a masqueraded reality or, when it gets too dire, in our imaginary legendary land.

Methinks some words are so expensive that we are better left with them unspoken or write them with the ink of a Ghost…

There’s no such thing as perfect writing, just like there’s no such thing as perfect despair. —Haruki Murakami

To write with the truth of pain in your mouth is gruesome poetry…You’ll have to cut out your heart with every word and show it to the world, then hope it will heal. This is how the light gets in, also the dark. To acknowledge fear, defeat, despair and pretend serenity of a lesson learned while patching up the wounds is…Life (fragment from my Tyrannosaurus Writing)*.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Art by Natalie Shau.

Engleza de joi/ Recount

Recount = tell someone about something; give an account of an event or experience.

“Life is not what one lived, but what one remembers and how one remembers it in order to recount it.”
Gabriel García Márquez

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Art by Ferdinand Keller.

Legendary lands

“Legendary lands and places are of various kinds and have only one characteristic in common: whether they depend on ancient legends whose origins are lost in the mists of time or whether they are an effect of a modern invention, they have created flows of belief.”- Umberto Eco, The Book of Legendary Lands

The flows of belief are strictly to the core derived from one gulp of air that is tastier and milder than roses’ perfume. What if to weave something that would transport us into the fallacy of an unknown nebula hovering around and yet appealing with secret smells and colors, foods and spices.

The utopian allure is greatly mystifying and powerless in the light of the real. Even the prosperous magic country of the beautiful and kind Phaeacians turned to shreds in the morning when Odysseus woke up to find himself in his beloved Ithaca.

“Often the object of a desire, when desire is transformed into hope, becomes more real than reality itself. Out of a hope in a possible future, many people are prepared to make enormous sacrifices, and maybe even die, led on by prophets, visionaries, charismatic preachers, and spellbinders who fire the minds of their followers with the vision of a future heaven on Earth (or elsewhere).”

Let the legendary land engulf you. Be drowned into it, breathe in the smells, the oddities and the illusion, sing to its music but then leave it. As one cannot buy the perfumes of Samarkand and prepare for the dreary winter.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Art – The Road to Samarkand by Thomas Thiermeyer.

One Lovely Blog Award! #1

2017.The Year of the Lovely Stories and Lovely Encounters

Few moons back and many brighter days, the amazing BE KITSCHIG– BE NICE! BE GREEN! BE KITSHIG! has nominated my blog for the One Lovely Blog Award.

BE KITSCHIG is a lovely & shimmering foundation for glamorous glittery stories and quotes you could not but LOVE! Here is one – “In difficult times, fashion is always outrageous!” We have some things in common –  I am green and glittery <3

My mind is now full of apologies as I let time pass before writing this happy post in thanking the Lovely BE KITSCHIG for this nomination. All the people behind their amazing blogs and crafty words are lovely and wonderful. All they write is in betrayal of the beauty in our souls that enlightens and creates happiness.

I would like to nominate everybody for their lovely, lovely words and feelings as all the people that I have met here have touched my soul and changed something in me. I have learned a lot and become more than I have ever thought I could be.

These are the lovely nominees and please remember that everybody is invited to this “movable feast”.

Please note you are under no obligation by my nominating you. This is just a token of my appreciation for your amazing work and words.

https://randomrantsruminationsramblings.wordpress.com/

http://lyndurante.com/

https://daisymae2017.wordpress.com/

https://tropicalaffair.me/

https://mitchteemley.com/

https://hasidic.me/

https://hillsofherchastity.wordpress.com/

https://yassy66.wordpress.com/

https://grumpytyke.com/

https://ebayism.wordpress.com/

https://sweetdevil69.wordpress.com/

https://territoridel900.wordpress.com/

https://chapeblog.com/

https://earthpages.wordpress.com/

https://inspiresn.wordpress.com/

The rules:

  • Thank the person that nominated you and provide a link to their blog.
  • List the rules.
  • Display the award on your post of the award.
  • List seven facts about yourself.
  • Nominate 15 bloggers for this award and comment on one of their posts to let them know you have nominated them.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And my trivialities:

I was born under the star sign of Gemini, so there are 2 people inside me: one Before Coffee and one After Coffee.
I used to have 5 wisdom teeth, all of them popping up at the same time. After this whenever I was trying to impress my audience with some straightforward words of wisdom, they say that maybe it was not such a good idea to take the fifth one out.
I wear 40 for footwear (9.5 US size) and 41 for roller-skates (and I am not that tall). Some simpletons might say I don’t need skis. I don’t. I only have cross-country skis, which are supposed to be longer and I couldn’t possibly beat this.

Everything can be solved after (or during) a ride in the park with my lovely bicycle. Most of my poetry has been written there.

Music must have been the food of the Gods. Being humble and an earthling, I just try to live on music and eat as little as possible. When feeling hungry as hell I can see the huge gap between us and the Gods.

The greatest fun is to laugh at myself with myself and some randomly carefully chosen earthlings. I have yet to find better jokes or better humour than the real life humour of the clumsiest green scatterbrain nice person.

Love is the fifth season

Love is the fifth season
It starts in March
With shines of longer days,
guarding the waters more.

It moves along with
greens and joys of May.
It flourishes above the lilacs
And with you I sleep
Amidst lilies-of-the-valley…

It drifts down July dusks
Colored in bluish touches.
……………………………………………
October is the beginning of times
Cutting edges and bringing back
Memories of youth.
Now it is the season to embrace
The truth…

This is an old poem from year 2015.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Art by Viktor Vasnetsov.

Don’t bend

“Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.”
Franz Kafka (3 July 1883 – 3 June 1924)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Art by Vladimir Kush.