LABĀS SAJŪTAS

yes, this immeasurable kind and loveful person is my grandmother. i was in my countryside (guess one year have passed from the last time i've bin there) it is so easy to feel there lazy and fat :)

when my little sister says i'm the best horse ever and she hugs me or my cat is lying on me and purring i feel it's worth living and returning home.

number

at last i have my good old telephone number : +371 26 57 81 57

Reinis Grāvītis

LATVIETI !

there r some realy nice, positive, funny, artistic and intellectual fellows, i know, but in this time (less then one week) i have met some unpolite, rude, negative Latvians, who r mostly grown up people (i wouldn't use word person).

when in the truck marker "Latgaliite" peoples attitude r far more polite than in booking office in the house of Congress and woman in the street is calling me "idiot" just because im reacting, living or acting different (and im not the only one who's saying this). What just shows their low intellectual level, and i haven't seen one for quite long time.

This negative and in some way country-side atmosphere is surrounding all riga and now honestly i prefer to stay at home and not to go out for meet Latvian society. I have feeling all rats have came out of their ambuscade. They r not hiding anymore, not feeling even a bit of shame, in contrary, they r loud, proud and crashing into other peoples lifes.

I dont want to stay here, i dont want to become such a person, eating my dinner with marionettes. I know, this question is all around, but -where r u Latvian-??

some r visiting beate, but very long time beate doesnt hear anyone who visit her. could be strange to make some house for others to visit and let them in to some part of the inner world and not to hear anything from them. seems they r numb or just disinterested. a bit sad situation, that doesnt motivate me to continue. when i made this place i wanted it to be like dialogue rather then monologue. so.. no comments

That there
Thats not me
I go
Where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the liffey
Im not here
This isnt happening
Im not here

In a little while
Ill be gone
The moments already passed
Yeah its gone
And Im not here
This isnt happening
Im not here

Strobe lights and blown speakers
Fireworks and hurricanes
Im not here
This isnt happening
Im not here
/radiohead.how to disppear completely/

Plikushas dazhas dienas un es atgriezhos. peedeejaas papiiru lietas, vienmeer pirmspeedeejaas tikshanaas. ir skumji tikai par to, ka jaatvadaas, vismaz uz kaadu laiku, no aarkaartiigi jaukiem cilveekiem, kas manu vasara veersa veel karstaaku un smaidiem, jaunu vietu un pieredzhu bagaataaku. ceru tos visus, kas nemaz nav tik daudz, satikt veelreiz..
pashai ir sajuuta, ka aizbraucu tikai vakar, bet nedaudz bail par to kaa, pa sho laiku, ir paarveertusies mana agraakaa vide.. kaa esmu mainiijusies es pati.

joprojaam nav savilkts kopsavilkums par sho laiku un ierakstiita kasete ik vienam, kas jautaas kaa tad man gaaja, bet viss ir priekshaa.
nenoliedzami atminjaa paliekosha vasara'09, smaidi, vietas, notikumi, celjojumi, beedas, ilgas, garshas, fotograafiju kaudze, smarzhas un paari visam personiibas, kuru dziives redzot, kuri redz mani shajaa dziivee, un atver manas pasauliigaas un tik aarkaartiigi mirklim padeviigaas acis nedaudz plashaak.
Pie tam siltaakaa vasara manaa muuzhaa :)))