31.12.10
Christmas '10
We had Christmas Crackers, Chinese food for dinner ('cause we realized, too late, all shops will obviously be closed on 25th. nevermind. it was good anyway) and a very nice party time in the only club open that night :)I didn' t wait for these Ch. but when they came across, I was happy to celebrate them.
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19.11.10
http://www.psfk.com/2010/10/oil-water-dont-mix-posters-printed-with-oil-from-the-gulf-spill.htmlSo inpiring! Just a pitty that already sold out.
nite is my day
Peace. I did see some snow on the mountain tops the other day, Edinburgh is preparing for Christmas and I could start to complane about smth, but I don't want to. Man, suggest you to get familiar with Homer's Odyssey
genes of butterfly
Butterfly or Psyche in ancient Greek means soul
put Caribou on
put Caribou on
As I find nature more and more attractive, interest in science comes along. And as I start to fall in love with science I realise how close it is with my old love art. Beauty is everywhere. Discoveries, experiments, knowladge, colour, simetry and asimetry, energy and joy are the essence of life to me now.
I very enjoy BBC iPlayer, what is one more thing I can enjoy staying in Britain.
I very enjoy BBC iPlayer, what is one more thing I can enjoy staying in Britain.
2.11.10
my flatmate is a poet
It was easy for you in Poland
It was easy for you in Poland
To be anti-racist
There were no blacks or Jews
Chinese or Arabs
Persians or Hindus.
But here you have no friends who are
Pakis, Brownskins or Niggers.
It was easy for you in Poland
Where you never met them in the workplace
The shop, the street
Where they didn't “spoil your view"
But here they do.
Being a "necessary evil"
Sellers of the cheapest vegetables.
It was easy for you in Poland
to shout "no to racism"
Coloured like a parrot in demonstrations by punks
When the only sign of racism
in a city of one hundred of thousands
Was a single swastika on a station wall
Drawn by a drunk football fan.
While here the exotic language hurts your ears.
It was easy for you in Poland
To be a real progressive
In the "stronghold of Babylon"
When progress meant nothing more
Than smoking a joint
And collecting Bob Marley cassettes
But here you are a chieftain of reaction
You don't give a shit about political correctness
You don't say a friend "kissed a bloke"
She "kissed a black"
It was easy for you in Poland
To impress groupie punk girls
With your knowledge of Pyjama Porno1
And your heavenly singing.
But here you are "an arsehole in dreadlocks"2
Edinburgh 20/5/2006
/Grzegorz J. Rybak/
It was easy for you in Poland
To be anti-racist
There were no blacks or Jews
Chinese or Arabs
Persians or Hindus.
But here you have no friends who are
Pakis, Brownskins or Niggers.
It was easy for you in Poland
Where you never met them in the workplace
The shop, the street
Where they didn't “spoil your view"
But here they do.
Being a "necessary evil"
Sellers of the cheapest vegetables.
It was easy for you in Poland
to shout "no to racism"
Coloured like a parrot in demonstrations by punks
When the only sign of racism
in a city of one hundred of thousands
Was a single swastika on a station wall
Drawn by a drunk football fan.
While here the exotic language hurts your ears.
It was easy for you in Poland
To be a real progressive
In the "stronghold of Babylon"
When progress meant nothing more
Than smoking a joint
And collecting Bob Marley cassettes
But here you are a chieftain of reaction
You don't give a shit about political correctness
You don't say a friend "kissed a bloke"
She "kissed a black"
It was easy for you in Poland
To impress groupie punk girls
With your knowledge of Pyjama Porno1
And your heavenly singing.
But here you are "an arsehole in dreadlocks"2
Edinburgh 20/5/2006
/Grzegorz J. Rybak/
1.11.10
Hey pumpkin
So, this is a bit of Halloween and my everyday life. Orwell Terrace have become my home, for a while. And routine seems a nice place to be.. sometimes.
Still job hunting, and as one of my friends said, maybe I should just take a bigger gun.
It's still autumn here as well as I am.
Still job hunting, and as one of my friends said, maybe I should just take a bigger gun.
It's still autumn here as well as I am.
29.10.10
19.10.10
more like a diary
astonjas bildes peec peedeejaa ieraksta. taapeec ir pienaacis laiks tikai staastiit. un rakstu latviski, lai taa sajuuta buutu siltaaka un tuvaaka.
biju maajaas. bija ljoti jauki, kaut nebiju apkrauta ar cilveekiem un bija laiks arii pagarlaikoties, ljoti izbaudiiju buut pie saveejiem, buut savaa vietaa un videe, kur nav jaakautreejas buut sievishkjiigai vai vaajai un kur tevi saprot, ja arii nesaprot.
satiku tuvaakos, ja arii gribeejaas tos taalaakos arii redzeet.. 'nav nepiecieshams', man pasaka dziive. paspeeju noadiit arii shalli un iesaakt kaarteejo graamatu, sagaidiit pirmo sniegu latvijaa un veel vairaak sailgoties peec savas gjimenes.
shoreiz negribeejaas atgriezties skotijaa, negribeejaas taa, ka vareetu vairs nekad neatgriezties.
bet es esmu sheit.
vietaa, kur ir muuzhiigs rudens.
biju maajaas. bija ljoti jauki, kaut nebiju apkrauta ar cilveekiem un bija laiks arii pagarlaikoties, ljoti izbaudiiju buut pie saveejiem, buut savaa vietaa un videe, kur nav jaakautreejas buut sievishkjiigai vai vaajai un kur tevi saprot, ja arii nesaprot.
satiku tuvaakos, ja arii gribeejaas tos taalaakos arii redzeet.. 'nav nepiecieshams', man pasaka dziive. paspeeju noadiit arii shalli un iesaakt kaarteejo graamatu, sagaidiit pirmo sniegu latvijaa un veel vairaak sailgoties peec savas gjimenes.
shoreiz negribeejaas atgriezties skotijaa, negribeejaas taa, ka vareetu vairs nekad neatgriezties.
bet es esmu sheit.
vietaa, kur ir muuzhiigs rudens.
5.10.10
28.9.10
MAYA
Peaches would have said 'fuck the pain away' , but I .. danced all negative energy out with M.I.A. and for long time, laugh came out.
Here are some pictures as a result of that creative joy and celebration of dance.
Here are some pictures as a result of that creative joy and celebration of dance.
21.9.10
20.9.10
is there a joy of control?
Confusion in her eyes that says it allShe's lost control
And she's clinging to the nearest passer by
She's lost control
And she gave away the secrets of her past
And said I've lost control again
And a voice that told her when and where to act
She said I've lost control again
And she turned around and took me by the hand
And said I've lost control again
And how I'll never know just why or understand
She said I've lost control again
And she screamed out kicking on her side and said
I've lost control again
And seized up on the floor, I thought she'd die
She said I've lost control
She's lost control again
She's lost control
She's lost control again
She's lost control
Well I had to phone her friend to state my case
And say she's lost control again
And she showed up all the errors and mistakes
And said I've lost control again
And she expressed herself in many different ways
Until she lost control again
And walked upon the edge of no escape
And laughed I've lost control
She's lost control again
She's lost control
She's lost control again
She's lost control
/Joy Division/
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