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[05 Jul 2009|07:28pm] |
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Šodien viena lēca nejauši noslīdēja no radzenes un apmaldījās kaut kur acu ābola perifērijā. Prātā ienāca doma, ka taupības ietvaros arī turpmāk es varētu staigāt tikai ar vienu lēcu. Iespējams, ka brīvās acs redze uzlabotos. Vienīgais, ka jāatsakās no brillēm pilnībā un jaizdoma, kā visu dienas lietišķo daļu iekļaut astoņās redzīgajās zvaigžņu stundās.
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| Fading smiles in concrete boxes |
[05 Jul 2009|07:36pm] |
Oh those women... When I was a teenigger, I dreamed of a life with a woman in the city with party, stylish clothes, hi-tech electronics, appartment in a skyscrapper, family of no more than three children and a job in an office in front of a computer monitor. I went towards it. No woman ever paid interest to me back then. So I decided to change and give it all up.
Today in my late twenties I dream and move towards a country life with no traces of civilization, no electricity, only me, the planet, God, a family of as much children as possible, not counting the incountable grandchildren and so on... and of course a woman beside me. Twodaysaweekcountrylife with it's environment of free space, pure food, clean water and fresh air made my shoulders a little bit broader, my back straight, my heart brave. Maybe it's only a coincidence, but women finally start to express attention towards me, and more and more with each moon. But...
only as far, as I keep the source of my essence in secret. The very thing, that makes me better, scares people away. Well, I never keep it a secret actually and reveal my dreams almost to everyone. Especially to those, that I like the most. And this is the ironical part - it pushes away almost everyone. Even if I don't mention a thing about children. The closer are the people, the further they get pushed away.
I am so tired to fade ladie's smiles with what's in my heart. I guess I am on the edge of giving up my last hope to find someone, who doesn't require a concrete box around her throughout the whole lifetime. My last hope is...
...that I am only on the halfway to my goals.
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