Meanwhile
In our books our heroes did not go to work from 9 to 5 or more.
Nu o sa le pun in competitie dar mi se pare cel mai cute way to wake up. Gen BlackMirror - camera se indeparteaza si tocmai ai vazut cum 3 persoane, doi copii si un tata in pat - el e cu ochii deschisi fara sa mai clipeasca si copiii discuta intre ei - fata, undeva la 12 ani si baiatul pe la 7 - "i don't feel sleepy, just a little dizzy" zice fata, dupa ce toti au luat multiple somnifere. Baietelul a deschis scena finala, luand somniferele one at a time "this is not too bad" - miovil, nu se putea sa nu aiba ele un nume, cand personajele sunt nondescripted.
Scena se intampla intr-un beci-dormitor dupa ce au fost adusi legati cu banda adeziva where it matters. Ca si Blackmirror, ramane totusi o raza de speranta, doamna familiei e la etaj, who knows ce face. Bine, a omorat un copil mai devreme cu un toc de pantof aplicat la ceafa pe mijlocul autostrazii.
Tot episodul e un power dinamic battle intre membrii familiei fiecare grown up incearca sa controleze pe ceilalti si intre ei.
In ultima scena trebuiau sa fie doua fetite still alive, dar una a fost schimbata in baiat - all things equal, balance in all things.
(Hooverphonic mad about you background?)
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*si cand te trezesti si iti vine un cuvant si nu il opresti sau incerci sa fie melodic sau cu mai mult sens, ci doar il consemnezi:*
O sa fiu vanzatorul de ziare
La un chios fara feelings ori sens
Panaceu mentolat in nimicul divers
inchis in cubulet ca atare
Mananc inghetata si joc
intr-un dans la ceas
la pas Ascult cocorii in zare
Privesc intr-un peisaj de mirific celest
E totul caramida si soare
Ciment apa vant si curent
Tevi sarme cabluri si rent
Platesti facturile fara logare
Scrii benzi desenate
Umpli cuvinte si defintii
A unor lucruri fara sens
Ziua coboara spre soare
Noi coboram voalat din univers
Un punct apare in zare
E nea Gicu, vecin de apartament
Coboara pana la scara
Pentru o gluma, o flegma si-un Kent
Viata se misca agale
Zidarii, muncitorii si un rulment
Masoara temperatura agale
Ce morti ma-sii de vant recurent
I-a adus acum si aici
In intersectia pasului agale
O viata a placutului discret
picurata cu unguent si sudoare
Tratament vascos, intravenos (e-un pamflet
Cum cadem noi, altul sare
punct virgula, stop si sens)
Pun astia mana pe lopata tare, firesc
Vesel vioi cu planul perfect si/in planul terestru
extraterestru)
Cum incep ceva ce nu termina restul
Picior de om, creta si ce-l mai zgarie restul
Asfaltul nostru de tote zilele, azbestul modestul
Fierbe in soare si fierbem toti noi in el restul
Sa ne pazeasca ala de sus
E o mazgaleala deranjanta o fircalitura
a-bo-mi-nan-ta
Viata si tot ce scriem aici
Morala e
Ai picat testul
Cum va pica vestul
Caraghios si tampit
Orice om ii e frica... destul.
____________________________
The opposite of love is indifference
So we whispered havoc and let slip the hounds of silence.
____________________________
We run over the hell
Not knowing we are in the middle of it
East of Eden is west of hope
North of sunshine is south of oblivion
We love ourselves
Till there is nothing left but bones and ashes
Love, death and robots
Episode 2
Maximum entropy
And of course speculoos.
Ce mi-am dat seama in ultima vreme vazand prin societate - daca prostia, nesimtirea sau ignoranta ar durea am fi fost pregatiti din timp pentru criza asta cu paturi la terapie intensiva.
I mean, it was good. Looking from behind, as we were going at pace I racecar'ed to catch a few more frames, which was plenty obvious for the clever one next to me. She smiled at me and I smiled at the storm. I stepped in the bench and sat down and partly stood up. (*she was in the first raw from the head of the room, still making her way from the head's desk)
I want to hear more from her - I interrupted the lady in charge - she paused, thinking I referred at her, which I quickly corrected.
But why? (The lass was surprised but not speechless, I think none of us were) Do you want to hear her mumble and feel awkward and disappoint your expectations of perfection?
I believe in the potential of her to make me wake up in the morning early and prepare her breakfast - add to it a couple associated things and call it life. This is what I believe.
Oh, rules - step on the head of that ouroboros with a smile and not look back.
Screaming in the American desert, the purpose? Find the way. Only the guy walking the shaded bridge could hear, but he was carelessly sproink-ink. (=https://gamepedia.cursecdn.com/dota2_gamepedia/3/30/Vo_enchantress_ench_move_18.mp3)
1tst0ry
Curiosity can kill cats
But so can being oblivious
Not every comet becomes a caterpillar
And not every butterfly brings sunshine.
So what do the cats do?
Gotta be what you are in this world, no matter what
Is she lucky or unfortunate and how is the narrative?
The past rusts because of the present
And pieces of it get carried away
Little by little, out of sight, out of mind -
one would presume.
It'd be terrible if something happened and the line bent to have the questions asking the cat.
"See, the story goes like this..."
and this one never finishes diligently.
for/gei gezunterheit
Go well and return in good health
Nu o sa le pun in competitie dar mi se pare cel mai cute way to wake up. Gen BlackMirror - camera se indeparteaza si tocmai ai vazut cum 3 persoane, doi copii si un tata in pat - el e cu ochii deschisi fara sa mai clipeasca si copiii discuta intre ei - fata, undeva la 12 ani si baiatul pe la 7 - "i don't feel sleepy, just a little dizzy" zice fata, dupa ce toti au luat multiple somnifere. Baietelul a deschis scena finala, luand somniferele one at a time "this is not too bad" - miovil, nu se putea sa nu aiba ele un nume, cand personajele sunt nondescripted.
Scena se intampla intr-un beci-dormitor dupa ce au fost adusi legati cu banda adeziva where it matters. Ca si Blackmirror, ramane totusi o raza de speranta, doamna familiei e la etaj, who knows ce face. Bine, a omorat un copil mai devreme cu un toc de pantof aplicat la ceafa pe mijlocul autostrazii.
Tot episodul e un power dinamic battle intre membrii familiei fiecare grown up incearca sa controleze pe ceilalti si intre ei.
In ultima scena trebuiau sa fie doua fetite still alive, dar una a fost schimbata in baiat - all things equal, balance in all things.
(Hooverphonic mad about you background?)
____________________________
*si cand te trezesti si iti vine un cuvant si nu il opresti sau incerci sa fie melodic sau cu mai mult sens, ci doar il consemnezi:*
O sa fiu vanzatorul de ziare
La un chios fara feelings ori sens
Panaceu mentolat in nimicul divers
inchis in cubulet ca atare
Mananc inghetata si joc
intr-un dans la ceas
la pas Ascult cocorii in zare
Privesc intr-un peisaj de mirific celest
E totul caramida si soare
Ciment apa vant si curent
Tevi sarme cabluri si rent
Platesti facturile fara logare
Scrii benzi desenate
Umpli cuvinte si defintii
A unor lucruri fara sens
Ziua coboara spre soare
Noi coboram voalat din univers
Un punct apare in zare
E nea Gicu, vecin de apartament
Coboara pana la scara
Pentru o gluma, o flegma si-un Kent
Viata se misca agale
Zidarii, muncitorii si un rulment
Masoara temperatura agale
Ce morti ma-sii de vant recurent
I-a adus acum si aici
In intersectia pasului agale
O viata a placutului discret
picurata cu unguent si sudoare
Tratament vascos, intravenos (e-un pamflet
Cum cadem noi, altul sare
punct virgula, stop si sens)
Pun astia mana pe lopata tare, firesc
Vesel vioi cu planul perfect si/in planul terestru
extraterestru)
Cum incep ceva ce nu termina restul
Picior de om, creta si ce-l mai zgarie restul
Asfaltul nostru de tote zilele, azbestul modestul
Fierbe in soare si fierbem toti noi in el restul
Sa ne pazeasca ala de sus
E o mazgaleala deranjanta o fircalitura
a-bo-mi-nan-ta
Viata si tot ce scriem aici
Morala e
Ai picat testul
Cum va pica vestul
Caraghios si tampit
Orice om ii e frica... destul.
____________________________
The opposite of love is indifference
So we whispered havoc and let slip the hounds of silence.
____________________________
We run over the hell
Not knowing we are in the middle of it
East of Eden is west of hope
North of sunshine is south of oblivion
We love ourselves
Till there is nothing left but bones and ashes
Love, death and robots
Episode 2
Maximum entropy
And of course speculoos.
Ce mi-am dat seama in ultima vreme vazand prin societate - daca prostia, nesimtirea sau ignoranta ar durea am fi fost pregatiti din timp pentru criza asta cu paturi la terapie intensiva.
I mean, it was good. Looking from behind, as we were going at pace I racecar'ed to catch a few more frames, which was plenty obvious for the clever one next to me. She smiled at me and I smiled at the storm. I stepped in the bench and sat down and partly stood up. (*she was in the first raw from the head of the room, still making her way from the head's desk)
I want to hear more from her - I interrupted the lady in charge - she paused, thinking I referred at her, which I quickly corrected.
But why? (The lass was surprised but not speechless, I think none of us were) Do you want to hear her mumble and feel awkward and disappoint your expectations of perfection?
I believe in the potential of her to make me wake up in the morning early and prepare her breakfast - add to it a couple associated things and call it life. This is what I believe.
Oh, rules - step on the head of that ouroboros with a smile and not look back.
Screaming in the American desert, the purpose? Find the way. Only the guy walking the shaded bridge could hear, but he was carelessly sproink-ink. (=https://gamepedia.cursecdn.com/dota2_gamepedia/3/30/Vo_enchantress_ench_move_18.mp3)
1tst0ry
Curiosity can kill cats
But so can being oblivious
Not every comet becomes a caterpillar
And not every butterfly brings sunshine.
So what do the cats do?
Gotta be what you are in this world, no matter what
Is she lucky or unfortunate and how is the narrative?
The past rusts because of the present
And pieces of it get carried away
Little by little, out of sight, out of mind -
one would presume.
It'd be terrible if something happened and the line bent to have the questions asking the cat.
"See, the story goes like this..."
and this one never finishes diligently.
for/gei gezunterheit
Go well and return in good health