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[Oct. 11th, 2009|03:53 pm] |
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Nav idejas un nav idejas, kurā virzienā šīs idejas meklēt |
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[Oct. 11th, 2009|08:45 pm] |
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Depresija, bezjēga. Gribētos palasīt Sartru vai ko tamlīdzīgu. Viss riebjas, nekas neinteresē, tā vienmēr. |
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[Oct. 11th, 2009|09:18 pm] |
Charles Bukowski - These Things
these things that we support most well
have nothing to do with up,
and we do with them
out of boredom or fear or money
or cracked intelligence;
our circle and our candle of light
being small,
so small we cannot bear it,
we heave out with Idea
and lose the Center:
all wax without the wick,
and we see names that once meant
wisdom,
like signs into ghost towns,
and only the graves are real. |
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[Oct. 11th, 2009|11:41 pm] |
fuuuff, Coca-cola un Sartra "Nelabums" angliski, kautkā tiku pāri 7dienas krīzei
Brīžiem vienkārši aizmirstu "o čom šla reč" un tad ir Ok |
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