October 13, 2011
found this on
Open Salon the other day :
Nobody knows my lonliness
Nobody knows my onliness
They only know what they can see
For inside there is another me
It's not mine, but it fits like a glove (of the right size).
True, there are two, maybe three people who know a lot about different sides of me. But no one has all the pieces of the puzzle.
Not even me.
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April 23, 2011
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March 20, 2011
Watched Sofia's 'Somewhere'. Loved it. Loved everything about it: the
sarcasm of the Foos' 'Hero' playing in the background of the opening
scene; the press conference scene; the white mask; and especially the
minimalism of it. The way Sofia uses her camera as a detached, silent
witness. The way she observes everything, without judging, without
blinking, just like Cleo does.
'Somewhere' is Lost in Translation without the glitz and cliché's and
the star treatment that made the Academy pay attention; without the
'classic' plot development; without any attempt at humor, except the
involuntary moments.
It's Lost in Translation all grown-up.
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March 11, 2011
AAAARGH !
You Are Complex and Deep
You are a bit of a contradiction. It's hard to label you or sum you up easily.
You have many interesting layers to your personality... and some of them you keep completely to yourself.
You are open to change, and it's likely that your life has gone through many phases already.
You don't expect anyone else to understand you. You're still trying to understand yourself!
http://www.blogthings.com/thehauntedhousetest/the wisdom of blogthings.
I should have known ....
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March 11, 2011
I'm tired.
mentally and physically tired.
tired of wearing layers of masks, tired of smiling when I feel like screaming, tired of being used by everyone around, be it friend or foe...
tired of living in my head.
tired of being labelled as average, plain, overweight ; reliable and trustworthy and cannon fodder.
tired of everyone seeing only the shell but not the ghost inside of it.
I want to smash all the mirrors until all treacherous and distorted reflections are gone and the only thing left would be the real me. whomever or whatever that is.
but won't.
too afraid.
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March 11, 2011
like I needed a confirmation or something...
You Are a Mirror
You are a very private person. You need your alone time to introspect and recharge.
You don't mind being around others, but you prefer to spend the bulk of your time by yourself.
You are a slow and critical thinker. You need to mull things over for a long time.
You hold yourself accountable for your actions. You are constantly evaluating your life and trying to improve.
http://www.blogthings.com/areyouamirrororawindowquiz/
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February 26, 2011
Watched 'This Is It' today. Finally. Yeah, I know. It's just that I'm not good at saying goodbye... :(
Michael Jackson was a genius performer. The ultimate performer. And he seemed in great shape, both physically and with his voice. The shows would have been amazing.
BUT.
musically... he didn't evolve after 'HIStory'. 'Blood on the Dancefloor' was good, but 'standard' MJ material. and 'Morphine' was more of a personal confession than of a song...
And 'Invincible' ... went unnoticed for a reason. It just wasn't 'different' enough...
I remember how different and revolutionary and new the extended video for 'The Way You Make Me Feel' felt at the time of its release. How it raised many eyebrows and put grins on so many faces. But now, to see the same moves repeated on a stage, in the year 2009... it felt... 'old'. They didn't even try to put too much of a new touch to it...
I remember the controversies created by the extended 'Black or White' video; and the catchy guitar line.
I remember going ‘ what is THAT’ when I first saw the video of ‘Give In To Me’. That was sort of unexpected for MJ and he pulled it off so well.
I remember how ‘Man in the Mirror’ changed my life.
The concerts that never happened would have been pure, sheer, glorious entertainment and nothing more.
Don't get me wrong. I WAS a fan. I screamed and cried and sang along with him at the very first concert he gave in Romania, in 1992. He was the first to give a concert of significant size and proportions in East Europe at that time. I had his albums on vinyl, for crying out loud. I still treasure them. I cried two days when ‘Dangerous’ was released, because it didn’t sound like the MJ I knew. Then it grew on me and I embraced his new sound and lyrics and artistic persona. I grew up with him. Then my life moved on; I kept on growing up while he didn’t –artistically- but a part of me remained a fan ; and will always be. It's like the first love. One never forgets it.
I still think ‘Stranger In Moscow’ is one of the best sad songs ever written. I still love the way he sings ‘Human Nature’. I still think he was a tragic, special, misunderstood human being.
And I still believe everything happens for a reason...
PS. I also noticed that he needed a ‘contact person’ or ‘translator’ through which to relate to the crew, dancers, etc.
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February 5, 2011
reading today's horoscope :
After years of thinking about how to make the future occur as fast as you want it to, you've finally realized that nothing happens until the time is absolutely right for it to happen. There. Now settle down, wait for your cues and spread the word.
aha.
*waits*
*taps foot*
*waits some more*
okay, dammit, where ARE those cues ? :D :D :D
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January 7, 2011
"That's what learning is, after all: not whether we lose the game,
but how we lose and how we've changed because of it and what we take
away from it that we never had before, to apply to other games. Losing,
in a curious way, is winning." (Richard Bach - The Bridge Across Forever)
Just
discovered his novels. They're fascinating. It's not that I haven't
read all those ideas before, in different books, differently phrased;
it's how I perceive them now. They hit too close to home for my comfort.
It's like the ether is telling me to stop dreaming already and start doing.
But it's hard, dammit, 'cause I'm afraid of failure... there won't be
anyone else to witness it except me - but that's enough. It would still
be losing, and not sure it could be translated into winning...
Drat, and drat again.
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January 6, 2011
Just read Richard Bach’s Illusions.
Damn.
If life’s just a movie and if we’re actors, scriptwriter and screenwriter and director and cameraman and PA and producer and theater manager and audience… then… aaaargh !
Need to do some thinking on this one…
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