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my sanctuary

Wednesday, May 24, 2006


(wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen i)

r:
in you and i there's a new land,
angels in flight
(wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen i)
my sanctuary, my sanctuary, yeah
where fears and lies melt away
music will tie
(wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen i)
what's left of me
what's left of me now

i watch you fast asleep,
all i fear means nothing

(snwod dna spu ynam os)
my heart's a battleground
(snoitome eurt deen i)
(wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen i)
(snoitome eurt deen i)

r...

you show me how to see,
that nothing is whole
and nothing is broken

r...

my fears, my lies
melt away...
(wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen i)

ce cauta versurile astea aici? nu-s prea geniale si nu-s prea eu. n-au tonul meu calculat. sunt si cam siropoase. versuri de amator. tocmai. mi-a ajuns sa apreciez ce e facut dupa standardele mele. exprima ceva care mi-e necunoscut si ispititor. nu sunt eu, sunt ceva ce imi sta cu desavarsire in afara firii. sunt undeva dincolo de sfera mea de creatie si tot ce nu pot crea ma fascineaza. ma impietreste. tot ce nu e in mine e vraja.

si am intrat pe prozaicul google si am aflat ca fata e utada hikaru. un nod in stomac si dorintza nestinsa de a-i explora opera. ii spuneau britney a japoniei. eu ma hlizeam si ma inchinam cu evlavie unei japonii care are o britney ca asta.

gradat, nodul s-a desfacut, focul s-a dus intr-un ultim sfarait. subit, s-a naruit visul cu o artista obscura, misterioasa, infioratoare si totodata stapana pe arta ei si pe limba engleza, pe care s-o gust si cu sufletul de copil hipnotizabil si cu mintea de cantautoare aspiranta, o artista cu urechea pentru chill-out si gandirea natural japoneza spre care eu doar tind. care sunt undeva dincolo de sfera mea de creatie.

mi-a ramas cantecul. atat. obsedant. daca sailor moon va zgarie retina sau va intzeapa maturitatea, inchideti ochii. sau minimalizati. sau nu intrati deloc.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=SntXYFLCBAo&search=sailor%20moon

posted by leechu
6:26 AM
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ce bine am sa dorm

Saturday, May 06, 2006


mama doarme cu pisoii pe canapea. am rugat-o sa stea in camera cu mine. chiar daca doarme. eu trag dintr-o tzigara scurta care ma arde in gat, contemplandu-mi inconstientza. se crapa de ziua. ce bine am sa dorm cand o sa fie gata, ce bine am sa dorm cand am sa merit, ce bine am sa dorm cand n-am sa mai visez cu ochii deschsi.

three days of peace and music? nemeritate. furate fatzis. glazura de noroi peste beton. beton friabil. cu ceafa aproape franta, cu linguritza plictisindu-se in paharelul gol de iaurt, cu steve-winwood-cand-era-tanar in locul concentrarii, cu cosmarul asta nenorocit in suflet. nesfarsit. sfarsitul va fi apoteotic. vine si ma gaseste contemplandu-mi inconstientza.

posted by leechu
7:37 PM
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bomb saigon now. hanoi. disneyland. everything.

Tuesday, May 02, 2006




 si vezi vietnamezu' si tre' sa-l impushti. singura sansa de a termina mai repede si a te intoarce acasa. la viatza ta. care?

posted by leechu
3:57 AM
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introspectzia lu' peshte

ca sirena-i peshte.

Like the beautiful sea mermaids who've swum before you, Siren, you certainly have a way of drawing people in. Whether wooing a crush with your alluring voice or impressing someone with your unique take on the world, you're sure to captivate more than your share of audiences.

It must be the balance between your glittering personality and your individual style that keeps friends and family enamored by your presence. From being able to predict next season's "it" color to pairing leopard print with plaid before it hits the pages of Vogue, people see you as a fashion goddess. You may not want to admit it, but you're part trendsetter and people look to you for direction.

Of course, you know there's more to life than shopping for the latest adorable accessory. You pursue success in all aspects of life — from offering creative insights at work to running marathons. You have big dreams, Siren, and by keeping them in sharp focus, you're sure to come out a winner.

1. i'm a lot more likely to have the crush. poate fiindca ma chinui atat sa nu. more than my share of audiences? definitely more than i can chew. imi place aia cu my alluring voice. pacat ca vorbesc prea mult, prea tare si prea ascutzit. not to mention fara rost. a, si horcai.

2. nu-s o fire sclipicioasa. acuma, poate nici oamenii cei atat de enamoured by my presence nu umbla dupa strassuri si paiete. da, dom'le, metaforic. culorile mele sunt culorile mele indiferent de trend fat-o, si fat-o astia nu stie ca nu carouri cu leopard o sa se poarte vara asta, ci buline cu dantela.

3. i do know there's more to life. macar atat, saraca de mine. she never knew that there was anything more than poor. daca acel more mi-ar fi si accesibil, daca as avea ambitzia pe care mi-o proslaveste rezultatul asta de test pe care l-am rezolvat din plictiseala chinuindu-ma in teorie la un atestat neinceput de 16-20 de pagini care trebuie predat in doua zile, pe care am avut un an sa-l fac si al carui subiect e ales de mine cu toata inima...

posted by leechu
12:48 AM
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