19 April 2015 @ 07:13 pm
 
katru reizi kad man kaut kas iepatiikas pasaulee, man vajadzeetu atcereeties, ka mana laime nav iespeejama. taapeec domaajot ko es dariitu ar taadu laimi, es iisteniibaa domaaju jaunus, nebijushus veidus kaa sev atgaadinaat to, ka es nekad nevaru buut laimiiga.

shis ir ljoti muljkjiigs pienjeemums, bet tas ir iists.
 
 
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(Anonymous) on April 19th, 2015 - 10:15 pm
šovakar tieši lasu Edgaru Po par sevis paša kompozīciju: "I saw that I could make the first query propounded by the lover- the first query to which the Raven should reply "Nevermore"- that I could make this first query a commonplace one, the second less so, the third still less, and so on, until at length the lover, startled from his original nonchalance by the melancholy character of the word itself, by its frequent repetition, and by a consideration of the ominous reputation of the fowl that uttered it, is at length excited to superstition, and wildly propounds queries of a far different character- queries whose solution he has passionately at heart- propounds them half in superstition and half in that species of despair which delights in self-torture- propounds them not altogether because he believes in the prophetic or demoniac character of the bird (which reason assures him is merely repeating a lesson learned by rote), but because he experiences a frenzied pleasure in so modelling his questions as to receive from the expected "Nevermore" the most delicious because the most intolerable of sorrows. "
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[info]methodrone on April 20th, 2015 - 03:32 pm
it's different
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