tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74905922469332009332024-03-19T22:21:56.288-07:00momenterozelizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-31578260827632976142011-02-16T13:05:00.001-08:002011-02-16T13:08:33.695-08:00la trecut<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmQtSHfw8fsw-y5XhV4xGaFWbdaSn7yS_eX5jISptF1eKBJH0HJI5Thav5qvjWUZmjiBFNKq4cRQt3SCULU5GbWpakVojAmKx3cliu-fiaHvnP_kTU74ZJ5mlWJetVcsyIiSSRgJkys9JG/s1600/IMG_4575.jpg.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmQtSHfw8fsw-y5XhV4xGaFWbdaSn7yS_eX5jISptF1eKBJH0HJI5Thav5qvjWUZmjiBFNKq4cRQt3SCULU5GbWpakVojAmKx3cliu-fiaHvnP_kTU74ZJ5mlWJetVcsyIiSSRgJkys9JG/s400/IMG_4575.jpg.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574397125574277410" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(85, 85, 68); line-height: 18px; font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(85, 85, 68); line-height: 18px; font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">the earth under my feet</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(85, 85, 68); line-height: 18px; font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(85, 85, 68); line-height: 18px; font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(85, 85, 68); line-height: 18px; font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(85, 85, 68); line-height: 18px; font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(85, 85, 68); line-height: 18px; font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">si tremur de atata simtire...<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFfii2OX0E8u-3Ztq8MkMfPe__uLmK_LmAWbj7Ip-yiDrnIf4NaK37825EUC8x1qJogBBSyjODfsId9NG6TJDpJMsxfEEfCQz0lLLnP88RGeYXjXAXEquVAUgNK3CW_Blj7QiB9SZ-j4bi/s1600-h/IMG_4575.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(102, 153, 34); text-decoration: none; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; "><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195768893983915954" alt="" src="file:///C:/Users/Eliza/Documents/E(d)/Eliza%20-%20Povesti%20Pe%20Degeaba/povesti%20pe%20degeaba%202008_files/IMG_4575.jpg" border="0" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; " /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">ploua frumos si cald...</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><div></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">e miros de pamant odihnit sub stratul de apa...</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><div></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">imi strang pumnii si-mi folosesc toata forta spre a ma bucura de tot ce e in jurul meu si ma dispersez ... simt ca ma intind ca un polen pe o suprafata f intinsa, plutesc ...</span></div><div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">si tremur ca le pot simti pe toate si tremur pentru ca le-am uitat vrerea</span></div></span>elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-54882239233908388312011-02-15T13:11:00.000-08:002011-02-15T13:19:12.431-08:00mi confesion<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_-oYQiKJk3JD4q3WvDUh-4ZdDwfPL6S2dAOspxrHBlUGbc66vslAwYXuDSJythAXynt8HBtdwGIb27lY_thxQm7j-VDvP4Odim5YU3tTQBmkLpZ4o5NMDeYuN49p_5A4dgF0IztNqP6gV/s1600/DSC03512.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_-oYQiKJk3JD4q3WvDUh-4ZdDwfPL6S2dAOspxrHBlUGbc66vslAwYXuDSJythAXynt8HBtdwGIb27lY_thxQm7j-VDvP4Odim5YU3tTQBmkLpZ4o5NMDeYuN49p_5A4dgF0IztNqP6gV/s400/DSC03512.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574028100969499570" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP2S7DKtxUq8idptTh0hehYAef2zBZsiLOL2zs5C-9sE3U0-JO1PvzaHhyCUWngXx6xiAKJ56OHtvWMIiNeMQ0lvrIN2VN6dDEKLxSPTC2YHP4NjvpYQuCV4vEeUGKRve_CA_QU_vmTord/s1600/DSC00603.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP2S7DKtxUq8idptTh0hehYAef2zBZsiLOL2zs5C-9sE3U0-JO1PvzaHhyCUWngXx6xiAKJ56OHtvWMIiNeMQ0lvrIN2VN6dDEKLxSPTC2YHP4NjvpYQuCV4vEeUGKRve_CA_QU_vmTord/s400/DSC00603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574027689141202818" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwjoDdVOHyc_At_EJsHjguqb9j6G_OGlbrg0Va00UKf-fQ7TBi5wo74fdumZcP4m-hOnG4-q9k077hT53DipBEHrdw7_G958aPnRmNqhFSvLGFjkBY50us25MWFWKFYzOmKbPsKCt3TAKM/s1600/DSC00602.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwjoDdVOHyc_At_EJsHjguqb9j6G_OGlbrg0Va00UKf-fQ7TBi5wo74fdumZcP4m-hOnG4-q9k077hT53DipBEHrdw7_G958aPnRmNqhFSvLGFjkBY50us25MWFWKFYzOmKbPsKCt3TAKM/s400/DSC00602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574027685499904658" /></a>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FQ4zObtAOuI&feature=related<div><br /></div><div>o melodie redescoperita din gresala peste ceva timp care aduce pe tapet ca totul e iubire dincolo de orice orientari si rase si toate diferentierile e sentimentul cel mai frumos pe care il traim si singurul care ne innobileaza </div><div><br /></div><div>ce frumos! mi corazon, el amor...</div>elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-34727154490045775102010-12-10T13:52:00.000-08:002010-12-10T14:13:44.813-08:00small momentcartofii copti mancati la 11 noaptea dupa o zi de migrene :)<div><br /></div><div>si in cautarea mea de a gasi o imagine cu cartofi copti am gasit asa ceva http://www.retetecalamama.ro/2010/05/reteta-acestor-prajiturele-aspectuoase.html</div><div><br /></div><div>arata chinuitor de bune </div><div><br /></div><div>oricum foarte buni cartofii copti </div>elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-78602704648961176002010-12-06T15:38:00.000-08:002010-12-06T15:49:23.776-08:00enjoy small things in life<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwtqC7zaWXkHOLHtlIWd1PZIaT3AKZwps8uR2CD1MjyzhJfd1-uszsTXVRRZEzXDvc8-7qzo9khnD2PD4xXKZxXI8hj3w6rNjPMILKLXzhs_Dan1EO5dGXHI28oghqGK3bhvNZbLtTJV6w/s1600/images.jpg.jpeg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 173px; height: 291px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwtqC7zaWXkHOLHtlIWd1PZIaT3AKZwps8uR2CD1MjyzhJfd1-uszsTXVRRZEzXDvc8-7qzo9khnD2PD4xXKZxXI8hj3w6rNjPMILKLXzhs_Dan1EO5dGXHI28oghqGK3bhvNZbLtTJV6w/s400/images.jpg.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547720470076020498" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Am decis sa aduc pe tapet lucrurile marunte de care ma bucur. </div><div><br /></div><div>Astazi mi-am achizitionat un nou creion de la Diverta, se numeste BAD ALICE si seamana mai mult cu un creion emo dar mie imi place.</div><div><br /></div><div>Suna copilaresc dar imi plac produsele de papetarie si de-aici si satisfactia achizitionarii unui instrument aparent banal de scris.</div><div><br /></div><div>In imagine o aveti pe BAD ALICE </div><div><br /></div><div>Sweet!</div>elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-84674718458670573282010-12-04T05:22:00.000-08:002010-12-04T05:32:36.480-08:00NY I LOVE YOU<div>Un film care isi merita toata atentia pe o vreme ca asta.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBMKMa-iqXZCRxAesu_UwiqJg7obbv0dBFKP1X6yYIueomyN5m_yfCNumet8KEFFOJsilKcGJoSF9HoYf1hkDE3kL9ZmGUdJE9DtcMhdxMLOds7a9Zw__StpsFQ13x8ydW07rdRuIHbs3H/s1600/images.jpg.jpeg"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjructCgS7_WnSJiq7yPGy-f-zTQs1aYa9TU-4X-Kx9iuaDuGWuaz4cV7Z9OcBOUzJFSTby3uxbYfcLfo65_qV-MGKgy258VwWSplWMqzIVIn5njo4jfokCWf8S7g7IwM4hwo1wJpHhUyYe/s400/images.jpg.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546817865967251250" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2M9T5GK1DodCQUzF8lpEfh4SJzbOf41zXZpk7tp0v_TT0DtuMaEyeR23UDsYNYQwPMQSO_FEZOIjk5VoNGV1RPBCPeRQWbVvKb-f5GItJapiKFN74_hz9SMl7IgO97NiovP3Wb-qcd7GX/s1600/images.jpg.jpeg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2M9T5GK1DodCQUzF8lpEfh4SJzbOf41zXZpk7tp0v_TT0DtuMaEyeR23UDsYNYQwPMQSO_FEZOIjk5VoNGV1RPBCPeRQWbVvKb-f5GItJapiKFN74_hz9SMl7IgO97NiovP3Wb-qcd7GX/s400/images.jpg.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546817433091266386" /></a>elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-57967929846035594252010-09-16T12:44:00.000-07:002010-09-16T14:00:01.427-07:00reconstituire 3<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(85, 85, 68); line-height: 18px; "><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(85, 85, 68); line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "><h2 class="date-header" style="padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(85, 85, 68); ">Monday, October 22, 2007</h2><div class="post hentry uncustomized-post-template"><a name="2237483990868125984"></a><h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; font-size: 16px; "><a href="http://elizastoienica.blogspot.com/2007/10/greata.html" style="font-weight: bold; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(136, 187, 34); text-decoration: underline; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; ">greata</a></h3></div></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(85, 85, 68); line-height: 18px; "><br /></span></div>Astept... astept... astept...<br /><br />astept meteoritul, astept schimbarea la fata a acestui Pamant, iar daca altfel nu se poate atunci sa moara de-odata si sa renasca<br /><br />pe ce lume traim?<br /><br />nu pot sa simt in fiecare zi decat ca sunt inca o unealta a consumului ca toate celalalte alaturi de care ma inghesui dimineata in tramvai sau metrou<br /><br />ne e teama ca va veni un mare cataclism si ne va pune capat zilelor si totusi ramanem orbi la zilele moarte pe care ni le purtam inhamate la speranta unui viitor de mult apus, un viitor pe care l-am ucis singuri<br /><br />un viitor cu batrani aparuti inca de la varsta de 25 de ani, oameni in varsta care ajung la senilitate sarind peste perioada intelepciunii<br /><br />ficate imbolnavite de medicamente si creiere maniputale de nevoia marilor forte economice de a detine puterea<br /><br />suflete zdrobite si recanalizate catre o robotizare globala<br /><br />ne-am pierdut puterea de a mai comunica, nu mai stim sa ne folosim cuvintele limbii noastre nationale, imbratisam cu ardoare limbajul unei vieti virtuale<br /><br />e atat de simplu sa spui "focuseazate pe ceva anume" in loc de a spune "gaseste-ti vocatia si persevereaza"; e mult mai rapid sa spui "share-uieste-ti povestile" decat sa faci un efort de memorie si un exercitiu de dictie si sa rostesti "impartaseste-ti alaturi de noi povestile"; e atat de simplu si la indemana oricui sa spui un simplu si elegant "hey" decat sa indrugi in schimbul lui "buna! ceeee mai faci? ce bine imi pare sa terevad!"<br /><br />si toate formulele astea poarta ca scuza "eficienta in comunicare", au ca pretext "profesionalismul" in comunicare, cand defapt nu comunicam ci doar trasam niste directii sau mai bine spus directive<br /><br />imi ramane senzatia ca nu suntem decat o sleahta de maimute care s-au uitat prea mult la televizor , de precum ii sta in caracter unei maimute , ne-am apucat sa imitam scene: scena unei femei de cariera, purtatoarea titlului de "femeie puternica", scena barbatului realizat care isi poarta cu resemnare chelia la 29 de ani, durerile de ficat de fiecare dimineata, grijile platilor care au ajuns la data de scadenta cu cateva zile inainte sau dupa salariu<br /><br />e cumplita si inspaimantatoare toata aceasta resemnare, ne asezam frumos in trafic zi de zi, fiecare dupa statutul social, si ne repetam frumos traiul de la o zi la alta<br /><br />ce oameni cuminti suntem noi !<br /><br />ne invatam trupurile sa zaca inainte de a ajunge la batranete, e o mare imbulzeala in fata scarilor rulante si gasim ca scuza "nevoia si dreptul la confort"<br /><br />eu ne urez o imbatranire frumoasa cat mai prematura cu putinta asfel incat sa avem sansa sa ne odihnim mintile si sa ne facem putina ordine in toate cele si cel mai hazliu este ca nici problema timpului ca dimensiune nu ne mai framanta, e de asjuns sa stim ca suntem in intarziere si astfel e rezolvata si problema timpului...<br /><br />e cumplit dragilor !</span>elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-47189483599083570012010-09-16T12:38:00.000-07:002010-09-16T12:44:13.733-07:00reconstituire 2<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0MjJlNxKsUl6eCqIWWfGGMQ65Hd55xHDQg42KX_XG2q6GgsKdBdc_9fmId-QKrUFra_NZqyfpzquJy7gVpRW1-S3lwc3SYhTptwwVhN8qvOTPLlqDyKnRi86kNObnkFcig_jWPD0D9LAW/s1600/man45.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0MjJlNxKsUl6eCqIWWfGGMQ65Hd55xHDQg42KX_XG2q6GgsKdBdc_9fmId-QKrUFra_NZqyfpzquJy7gVpRW1-S3lwc3SYhTptwwVhN8qvOTPLlqDyKnRi86kNObnkFcig_jWPD0D9LAW/s400/man45.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517598478792500066" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(85, 85, 68); font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><h2 class="date-header" style="padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(85, 85, 68); ">Tuesday, November 14, 2006</h2><div class="post hentry uncustomized-post-template"><a name="116353284505427566"></a><h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; font-size: 16px; "><a href="http://elizastoienica.blogspot.com/2006/11/dialog-pe-urmele-mele.html" style="font-weight: bold; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(102, 153, 34); text-decoration: none; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; ">dialog pe urmele mele ...</a></h3><div class="post-header-line-1"></div><div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 1em; line-height: 18px; "><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7040/1296/1600/man45.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(102, 153, 34); text-decoration: none; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; "><img alt="" src="file:///D:/E(d)/Eliza%20-%20Povesti%20Pe%20Degeaba/povesti%20pe%20degeaba%202006_files/man45.jpg" border="0" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; " /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 68); font-size:13px;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">iz:</span><br />asta e chiar frumoasa<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">liz:</span> mai putin partea de final<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">liz:</span> dar sa stii ca e chiar frumoasa<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">liz:</span> simti asa dimineata de duminica cum iti bate in geam cu violenta<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">liz:</span> lumina aia de iulie<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">liz:</span> miros de cafea<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">liz:</span> si asternut hibernat de peste noapte si totusi proaspat<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">liz:</span> zi in care se pot petrece atatea, numai pentru tine ... nu<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">liz:</span> pentru ca intampini ziua aia cu lene si o faci sa curga cum vrei tu<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">liz:</span> cand ceilalti se grabesc catre intalniri<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">liz:</span> tu abia iti tarasti talpile goale pe covorul din camera, pe linoleul din hol si pe mocheta proasta dar viu colorata din baie<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">liz:</span> catre un dus fierbinte de sub care vei iesi<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">liz:</span> si vei simti putina racoare dupa atata canicula<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); ">anyway :</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">chemical brothers- where do i begin</span></span></span></div></span></div></div></span>elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-35244373339843683082010-09-15T13:47:00.000-07:002010-09-15T14:00:28.432-07:00reconstituire 1<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(85, 85, 68); "><h2 class="date-header" style="padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(85, 85, 68); ">Thursday, December 22, 2005</h2><div class="post hentry uncustomized-post-template"><a name="113532346127464239"></a><h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; font-size: 16px; "><a href="http://elizastoienica.blogspot.com/2005/12/ea.html" style="font-weight: bold; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(102, 153, 34); text-decoration: none; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; ">EA...</a></h3><div class="post-header-line-1"></div><div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 1em; line-height: 18px; ">Credeam pana acum ca e doar un simbol si ca e aceeasi pentru toti, credeam ca e o entitate cu o forta extraordinara asupra noastra; alteori incepeam sa o compatimesc pentru misiunea pe care o are si aproape ca as fi vrut sa o strang in brate si sa ii spun ca nu e singura si ca ii voi fi aproape si din cauza asta nu va mai trebui sa se imbrace in negru sau cel putin cand vom fi <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7040/1296/1600/64f1fd50916c7258.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(102, 153, 34); text-decoration: none; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; "></a>impreuna sa isi puna vesminte albe.<br /><br />Credeam ca doar o singura data o voi intalni, la capat de drum si ca ne vom lua de mana si ma voi lasa purtata de pasii ei catre nesfarsit; credeam ca pana in momentul respectiv viata imi apartine si ca scurgerea anilor nu sunt decat o cunoastere a vietii si acumularea unor experiente inedite.<br /><br />Acum stiu ca EA traieste in mine, imi soarbe cu atata rabdare bucati din viata, o simt cum creste in mine precum un prunc in pantecele unei femei numai ca EA nu a ales sa creasca doar in pantecele meu si nici mie nu mi-ar placea sa o tin captiva intr-un spatiu atat de restrans, e atat de puternica incat are nevoie de intregul meu trup ca sa poata creaste si eu o simt cum imi curge prin vene, cum imi fura jumatate din aer si imi da cele mai sinistre vise, cele mai puternice sentimente, la care inima mea nu poate rezista sa le guste pana la ultima picatura.<br /><br />Hmmmmm .... a venit in zorii unei zile de vara in visul meu, curios lucru pe care nu l-as fi banuit ... poarta ochii mei. A venit sa ma imbratiseze si sa ma zdrobeasca in stransoarea ei, era furioasa cu ochii larg deschisi gata sa soarba toata viata mea de pana acum, cu gura infometata de carnea mea, insetata de sangele meu, furioasa pe tot ce insemnase existenta mea si totusi a trecut mai departe ....<br /><br />Cu siguranta ne vom intalni si alta data ... MOARTEA MEA!</div></div></span>elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-60221883657584470812010-06-25T09:35:00.000-07:002010-06-27T07:30:10.921-07:00:)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKYYp_7Tngk1X7SKvK6V8zPzELKKBXzTNux4LtpE-uTODQU50JAzaduyDDgtv9XeZagl3aRLXYaumtxymr4jli7G5FW2zXqiAUgYAr0yXz8BNPdoBWzSs0Z_4UG6UmNBYVgEoR2M0ZxasG/s1600/couple.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKYYp_7Tngk1X7SKvK6V8zPzELKKBXzTNux4LtpE-uTODQU50JAzaduyDDgtv9XeZagl3aRLXYaumtxymr4jli7G5FW2zXqiAUgYAr0yXz8BNPdoBWzSs0Z_4UG6UmNBYVgEoR2M0ZxasG/s400/couple.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486758337963565570" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Segoe UI', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 12px; ">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zyeyu0adrGU&feature=related</span></span></span></div>elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-71395785904093882872010-06-20T08:03:00.000-07:002010-06-20T08:25:08.200-07:00in the mirror<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; ">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jEgX64n3T7g&feature=related</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiSt_COy5Tmajk8Uaxuq_YrLKjNtPmbVMg3TwkdhNw4E_AG_l171VutKUz5k-PTO54yx5CZefFC23SuO67bdnC_7i8aWQqyu93-PjAB5dt6TDsfW2g219XJXfcj7-eT3ZF_UB5m1pNenTX/s1600/in-the-mirror.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiSt_COy5Tmajk8Uaxuq_YrLKjNtPmbVMg3TwkdhNw4E_AG_l171VutKUz5k-PTO54yx5CZefFC23SuO67bdnC_7i8aWQqyu93-PjAB5dt6TDsfW2g219XJXfcj7-eT3ZF_UB5m1pNenTX/s400/in-the-mirror.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484871736501995202" /></a>elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-24875327598384407742010-06-17T12:54:00.000-07:002010-06-17T13:00:28.552-07:00la mare<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhapvo_BA_tJWHx9bJ767wCYVk8eAyxItIXbcekeZ6fXQmlosXs-RFktzU09NshKNFcqIslBtuAAT46Q2QN82OQvtXYDbM_W2Cfk7hdBY-WE_d5nxR12uDNWFYp5A-CSp4CHwBDQtmXTiOR/s1600/la-mare.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhapvo_BA_tJWHx9bJ767wCYVk8eAyxItIXbcekeZ6fXQmlosXs-RFktzU09NshKNFcqIslBtuAAT46Q2QN82OQvtXYDbM_W2Cfk7hdBY-WE_d5nxR12uDNWFYp5A-CSp4CHwBDQtmXTiOR/s400/la-mare.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483833442444675586" /></a>pentru ca anul asta inca nu am ajuns la mare sa pot face si poze am gasit prin arhiva cate ceva si le-am legat intr-un colaj<div><br /></div><div>daca nu va mai functiona as asocia grupul de imagini cu un mix de la U2 la melodia hold on to love</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; ">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5VSWyKKsBAQ&feature=PlayList&p=AA225158ED6F75C8&playnext_from=PL&playnext=1&index=9</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Segoe UI', serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div>elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-70464957111740706122010-03-31T11:16:00.000-07:002010-03-31T11:27:15.525-07:00nice road<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIj9stEm9e90K8cmu-hWrWWr3Qg6BLC1NCq0A0IIcUMaQzP5pVd3iVKDxcuoXVxGnPLIVXqsMEQXNZLNXQOS7mo0BTWIgetBFtDqYrhei4Z_RwX9A7MojWc5UtrqghxRY93w8phWMfugfJ/s1600/IMG_4103+(2).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIj9stEm9e90K8cmu-hWrWWr3Qg6BLC1NCq0A0IIcUMaQzP5pVd3iVKDxcuoXVxGnPLIVXqsMEQXNZLNXQOS7mo0BTWIgetBFtDqYrhei4Z_RwX9A7MojWc5UtrqghxRY93w8phWMfugfJ/s400/IMG_4103+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454866087605459890" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "><div style="text-align: center;">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Eb2fwb6jJks</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">good music and a nice conversation</div></span>elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-85452260916572082852010-03-16T03:12:00.000-07:002010-03-16T04:08:25.368-07:00the way it is ... love<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuR7ERg4nCUdh1DQ2DB2VOJts_DmvPkesOL1NDSgSDpBP8QytFCTnrKaDUzhF_ElpuQURbB94kKby54Cq-y2DhnfkD0q7SUrubIlcNjp2XrTRhGXQkSlyWMfp2QN_FTk8EQBFA7Io3yMBV/s1600-h/no-ordinary-love.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 313px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuR7ERg4nCUdh1DQ2DB2VOJts_DmvPkesOL1NDSgSDpBP8QytFCTnrKaDUzhF_ElpuQURbB94kKby54Cq-y2DhnfkD0q7SUrubIlcNjp2XrTRhGXQkSlyWMfp2QN_FTk8EQBFA7Io3yMBV/s400/no-ordinary-love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449175788011124562" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH1JR7nx1IIC7hV5pF27bbtr1t6dNzz2pBdzRfVcIyH5OlUFk19fQPX33X-Iwr0TY_WW93QOvPNUOyvYYT96CMKYmpV-FZie_PJHxRoaSVr-KztI4ZCb1CH_9xS_3osyiDaAJxtkZS-cJ2/s1600-h/MY+SUMMER+OF+LOVE__PAWEL+PAWLIKOWSKI__11.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLZBRM4LHII9bceXmWRTqliDjEwVxpN1gAdb2ZmtGAjv_aqVly-2zvxSZfQ8CCGgFpXawMYx9lhUz6P8mF0you0juFf8g2EJ-ZzcLzGhkci-VH8UFGyG65Itf3HbNSIwDskuw-VaSEXPg_/s400/poza2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404770612808989570" border="0" /></a>elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-24455972407538718402009-11-07T09:13:00.000-08:002009-11-07T09:28:05.468-08:00din ORB PRIN GAZA<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXBB98iQK0WtkrFXwWQdqT048-5JDaNqt6HL6PeuKkOVyA5Mw7RCC5ErysQcg9w6JUdh5-PJlbYtZ0pCp7An1naiWrhYa6dUk2f7ixhFOhmgV57SFnj6EA6Qxv2rpwt3npmiqyg9wPwX53/s1600-h/4004416.28.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXBB98iQK0WtkrFXwWQdqT048-5JDaNqt6HL6PeuKkOVyA5Mw7RCC5ErysQcg9w6JUdh5-PJlbYtZ0pCp7An1naiWrhYa6dUk2f7ixhFOhmgV57SFnj6EA6Qxv2rpwt3npmiqyg9wPwX53/s400/4004416.28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401414773145806498" border="0" /></a><br />"- Intre civilizatie si sezualitate exista un raport foarte precis, caci ultima creste in functie de prima.<br />- Civilizatia inseamna hrana si literatura la indemana tuturor. Friptura si reviste care sa contina romane foileton pe care sa le poata cumpara oricine. Proteine de cea mai buna calitate drept hrana trupeasca, literatura de mana a treia drept hrana spirituala. Si procesul are loc intr-o lume citadina, ferita, fara riscuri si eforturi fizice obositoare. Intr-un oras ca acesta in care ne aflam noi, de pilda, poti trai ani in sir fara sa bagi de seama ca exista pe lume ceva care poarta numele "natura". Tot ce se afla in jurul nostru este faurit de mana omului, pentru a asigura confortul in orice anotimp. Dar oamenii se pot satura pana si de confort; simt nevoia sa se agite, sa isi asume riscuri, sa li se intample lucruri extraordinare. Si unde poti duce o asemenea viata in epoca noastra? Afacerile, politica, uneori cate un razboi, sportul si, in sfarsit, sexualitatea. Dar majoritatea oamenilor nu pot deveni speculanti sau politicieni si, avand in vedere proportiile pe care le-a luat razboiul... Sporturile rafinate si primejdioase sunt apanajul bogatasilor. Si atunci nu ne mai ramane decat sexualitatea. Pe masura ce creste civilizatia materiala, sporeste si indicele sexualitatii. E fatal. Avand in vedere ca in acelasi timp factorii hrana si literatura actioneaza ca si excitanti... Ma rog, rezultatele sunt evidente! "<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">de Aldous Huxley</span><br /></div>elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-19017949636760901532009-07-17T16:59:00.000-07:002009-07-17T17:12:17.720-07:00matisyahu<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNBnWFfpmIfvmwecrtppLCDQkn_oV54x3RhO7lSPySIflzFGJjtWk14-TSxZxyjfFH2m-KiebJPKYmLZ_s6VF9sjUNmLcfrfGPKzKU6kKT5_TjbFGohsE7F7yNcvbzwT_wP56Jb4NiV8Fj/s1600-h/matisyahu.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 345px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359584865115420642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNBnWFfpmIfvmwecrtppLCDQkn_oV54x3RhO7lSPySIflzFGJjtWk14-TSxZxyjfFH2m-KiebJPKYmLZ_s6VF9sjUNmLcfrfGPKzKU6kKT5_TjbFGohsE7F7yNcvbzwT_wP56Jb4NiV8Fj/s400/matisyahu.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6KuKNUB0RJ90x6ABdGcZGvH7cb70IYPtYaG4Bt9oLJBdw9ExbvD8s9sqSFz7mM_rrcJrPr2IKVTK-zWerTWN5UCPBk5cHmUUejEsHIk_7cLKwAJ1xNmcb_k0C01z_twIGrXbMYeSR56PS/s1600-h/3222_72620929188_9959714188_1486078_5268831_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339070169103116866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiunzmmEo0JSEJT6CWHwmvi0gLlVaCPRp_m1kvsOEnjmbt0Z0DpFFCXIfKiE1bB8qWUjZ6-YsDZHrprxrfo33JfQFcJ6VzJeE2JJ_HXht9Ssf9bZFwE59JJ1lj0islvS8BvzSv6APuHo-Vk/s400/flickr-clowns.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div>elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-65615538480971347432009-05-10T08:03:00.001-07:002009-05-10T08:12:11.180-07:00panoramic<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh84C51uVPu67Wm1Y_BjR8qwF0D-fcimr7lN0aowwjvj6lEjEI89WNya7tvcngfuhhgx81PWJiCLTrYJEXL8_oHe5yruvx-HBmnDGGsyMUXHUMY2BhRjH_KEVhZ3_QhZ27ubyBkRXGZYeHE/s1600-h/onthe+road.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 80px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh84C51uVPu67Wm1Y_BjR8qwF0D-fcimr7lN0aowwjvj6lEjEI89WNya7tvcngfuhhgx81PWJiCLTrYJEXL8_oHe5yruvx-HBmnDGGsyMUXHUMY2BhRjH_KEVhZ3_QhZ27ubyBkRXGZYeHE/s400/onthe+road.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334213331714838002" border="0" /></a><br /><br />e putin diferitelizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-52695566207198576662009-05-10T00:41:00.000-07:002009-05-10T00:43:07.178-07:001 mai muncitoresc<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7NPFp0498A2sHtJfT_jOxYrDHvTduq8821Vw15Yv3VLZWly_YDdvOfh5D9eefeLAfnhezOjs78szUtB9yQf40b6jQvPVApJEAgxxPyxcyLMIrNMDBWipNirBFhtqZRUvRGaqgk5_iRa3D/s1600-h/DSC00609.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334097577764617650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7NPFp0498A2sHtJfT_jOxYrDHvTduq8821Vw15Yv3VLZWly_YDdvOfh5D9eefeLAfnhezOjs78szUtB9yQf40b6jQvPVApJEAgxxPyxcyLMIrNMDBWipNirBFhtqZRUvRGaqgk5_iRa3D/s400/DSC00609.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj8Evu1YKvTK_L03khr7EnOAuYYbirdNbkP9uRgw5UMQK090acjNGy3Sbxdi4kP6twX-NxXOtelr1X7AkW4M3rWke-RyWLhB1mAs4l-lJvoCBu2xI3N2Fd-BvAjciJ5pZwQzlbcA4LSTrd/s1600-h/DSC00604.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334097572166773186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj8Evu1YKvTK_L03khr7EnOAuYYbirdNbkP9uRgw5UMQK090acjNGy3Sbxdi4kP6twX-NxXOtelr1X7AkW4M3rWke-RyWLhB1mAs4l-lJvoCBu2xI3N2Fd-BvAjciJ5pZwQzlbcA4LSTrd/s400/DSC00604.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-213005143102299782009-05-07T12:34:00.000-07:002009-05-07T12:36:29.014-07:00man on the moon<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcfsTGi3hg_hcm_YU-IagKICiNF0DsqvN0mgn1-cwhyuisjm5p6ZEIoU-hsNWPtrxbEcccTCgmYBiJd1WKVLm-LFGn_R_dtRQ-IhAUhpuVBUHeQZPfHslM6unq1L8i1-nJSLOlPj3Ub0_R/s1600-h/DSC00209.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333168156300441778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcfsTGi3hg_hcm_YU-IagKICiNF0DsqvN0mgn1-cwhyuisjm5p6ZEIoU-hsNWPtrxbEcccTCgmYBiJd1WKVLm-LFGn_R_dtRQ-IhAUhpuVBUHeQZPfHslM6unq1L8i1-nJSLOlPj3Ub0_R/s400/DSC00209.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA33teQOoRhQdZ8CXgCiHoAzIbfQfdGBmWQhIYjPNxJjwc3GDSeA70gMXz1wr5JcxkygWhma2cfDE6NEBQ6ZityZORJxOhbVbcB07r5Kz5zij_qUkg9rmrMU-OYxgwibvog40aorBchHZb/s1600-h/DSC00211.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333168150018323090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA33teQOoRhQdZ8CXgCiHoAzIbfQfdGBmWQhIYjPNxJjwc3GDSeA70gMXz1wr5JcxkygWhma2cfDE6NEBQ6ZityZORJxOhbVbcB07r5Kz5zij_qUkg9rmrMU-OYxgwibvog40aorBchHZb/s400/DSC00211.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-66276117845660213992009-03-15T12:56:00.000-07:002009-03-15T12:59:46.305-07:00orice...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil7vNYjoaF-SLlmOpWHtTus37Yuh-mpFOed6De46tBlFDd8kQisRN3K2BaryJG4990_AHqbWErer7A2ubC0jSC2RXrm45QzNZJworzBfC8ktQwAE-fu1EzF19058jYJ3T8zLRLqDBA_57v/s1600-h/dark-knight-joker-knife.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313506067549276786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil7vNYjoaF-SLlmOpWHtTus37Yuh-mpFOed6De46tBlFDd8kQisRN3K2BaryJG4990_AHqbWErer7A2ubC0jSC2RXrm45QzNZJworzBfC8ktQwAE-fu1EzF19058jYJ3T8zLRLqDBA_57v/s400/dark-knight-joker-knife.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:180%;"> "<em><strong><span style="color:#663366;">orice se poate rupe peste noapte, e un miracol cum se mai intelege ceva din lumea asta"</span></strong></em></span><br /><div></div>elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-72457500871299275512009-02-25T10:59:00.000-08:002009-02-25T11:08:07.044-08:00morcheeba- fear and love<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaD2GhxeMC8gXiiZg_PjS3cweuA-JrcjMv9uv5LBqdu5wpJl2zShhQ2nLayzbqFdiGsGQgenGiJoxL0i4vSV7_M-wr4eJxjk-3_fMg89-8fM7SN5KJGvSUMEpNwopQY-5K45Oow7dhilKD/s1600-h/IMG_4636.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306812115874673730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaD2GhxeMC8gXiiZg_PjS3cweuA-JrcjMv9uv5LBqdu5wpJl2zShhQ2nLayzbqFdiGsGQgenGiJoxL0i4vSV7_M-wr4eJxjk-3_fMg89-8fM7SN5KJGvSUMEpNwopQY-5K45Oow7dhilKD/s400/IMG_4636.JPG" border="0" /></a> We always have a choice</div><div align="center">Or at least I think we do</div><div align="center">We can always use our voice</div><div align="center">I thought this to be true</div><div align="center">We can live in fear</div><div align="center">Extend our selves to love</div><div align="center">We can fall below</div><div align="center">Or lift our selves above</div><div align="center">Fear can stop you loving</div><div align="center">Love can stop your fear</div><div align="center">Fear can stop you loving</div><div align="center">But it's not always that clear</div><div align="center">I always try so hard</div><div align="center">To share my self around</div><div align="center">But now I'm closing up again</div><div align="center">Drilling through the ground</div><div align="center">Fear can stop you loving</div><div align="center">Love can stop your fear</div><div align="center">Fear can stop you loving</div><div align="center">But it's not always that clear</div><div align="center">I'd love to give my self away</div><div align="center">But I find it hard to trust</div><div align="center">I've got no map to find my way</div><div align="center">Amongst these clouds of dust</div><div align="center">Fear can stop you loving</div><div align="center">Love can stop your fear</div><div align="center">Fear can stop you loving</div><div align="center">Love can stop your fear</div><div align="center">Fear can stop you loving</div><div align="center">Love can stop your fear</div><div align="center">Fear can stop you loving<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306812116786772226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPEHAnuYF8TK7ZuMpJ-ll_VKrlygNxj1fFs_y76UPPTGetRexBxR9gDJcUdmR3i5Lb2GaZuawUYIOiBcqWwEnqD__vbNOwcS9ozY-K7OtNDydD4epGMHCmzFb1yq3fIpGu0Kk8Xf-z-Kc7/s400/IMG_4630.JPG" border="0" />elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7490592246933200933.post-75373231570510348372009-02-24T12:51:00.000-08:002009-02-24T13:11:37.465-08:00mi confesion<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmZvJOsOIaYC92rRWzzP-wgXb-LxO0aKTMgVYOhR2l1EsAznIMAsuhKqL3QIhGjeJOstN7c_z8xczs8q9nJTBrBSjvbpxTjGdaQlR_DjrAeuRuZiDJAeJixcXUA2lxLK89mR0-g0VtTZKm/s1600-h/IMG_4746p.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306470218590960162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmZvJOsOIaYC92rRWzzP-wgXb-LxO0aKTMgVYOhR2l1EsAznIMAsuhKqL3QIhGjeJOstN7c_z8xczs8q9nJTBrBSjvbpxTjGdaQlR_DjrAeuRuZiDJAeJixcXUA2lxLK89mR0-g0VtTZKm/s400/IMG_4746p.jpg" border="0" /></a> m-am trezit cu melodia asta in minte "gotan project- mi confesion", banuiesc ritmul lucrurilor din jurul meu<br /><br />prea multe, marunte, mii de detalii, o femeie adusa de spate ce sta sa cersasca, atat de multe femei in tocuri care bat ritmul inceputului de zi in bucatile mici si galbene de pavaj de la metrou, termene scadente, oameni de care iti aduci aminte in treacat pe care poate ai vrea sa ii revezi dar nu ai energie pentru a afisa o fata usor de suportat si iti intorci fata de la toate si te cufunzi cu nasul in perna la gandul ca te asteapta un somn ce nu te odihneste nici in noaptea asta, ghiocei cu viata scurta sugrumati in ate de papiota in colane inghesuite in cutii de carton in bratele unei tiganci, tarabe aglomerate ce iti restrang culoarul de trecere, zile prea incarcate in care parca nu reusesti sa faci ceva notabil, culoarea rosie de la semafor care te intampina exact atunci cand te grabesti, hainele pe care le porti nu le mai percepi ca fiind diferite, ziua in care apare ziarul cu carte, aceleasi cladiri, imaginea de sertare a apartamentelor si perceptia asupra oamenilor ca sunt doar niste butoni de palton, numele zilelor sunt identice, luni=marti=miercuri=cu fiecare zi ce trece, cercuri mici pe marginea carora te invarti<br /><br />hahahahaha, bucuria nebunului ce a pierdut controlul :))))))))))<br /><br />roata descrisa de un compas ce se roteste in jurul unui ax si isi inchide rotatia in punctul in care si-a inceput trasarea cercului pe care il urmam cu fiecare zi<br /><br />suntem liberi pentru ca traim intr-o tara libera si avem dreptul la libertate?!!!<br /><br />hahahahahaha, bucuria nebunului ce si-a pierdut controlulo :)))))))))elizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01946408085054775345noreply@blogger.com0