27.8.10
8.8.10
the chemical brothers 'another world'
Ze Fringe has started- loads of people on the streets, funny, amaizing and crappy performers all over the Edinburg. I decided to have the time of my life, like couple of days ago; had my english exam; sometimes hate, some other times love my job and basically Im enjoying my last month in Edinburgh.
At the beginning of the summer i said 'turn my world around' and hopefully it will come true.
Life is beautiful mates! sometimes puzzled, but beautiful when u put all the pieces in one picture(your life).
At the beginning of the summer i said 'turn my world around' and hopefully it will come true.
Life is beautiful mates! sometimes puzzled, but beautiful when u put all the pieces in one picture(your life).
28.7.10
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last day of June

we (me and my italian workmate), went to the Gullaine beach, that is 45min bus ride away from edinburgh. It was nice begining of the day, nice end of this- very diffrenet, month. I didnt even noticed how i got my face burned..
this morning blessed my, still red, face with rain.
things r in balance.
one thing goes, that another one could come..
this morning blessed my, still red, face with rain.
things r in balance.
one thing goes, that another one could come..
28.6.10
LATVIA
oohhh... home sweet home. For one week Latvia was a soft pillow for me- a place where i could hide from all that is bad, a place where i could sleep as much as i wanted to. A place where i felt huged ALL THE TIME.
parties untill the early morning light (which wasnt hard, because sunrise is around 4 o'clock already).
returning, of course, brings opposite emotions. i'm brought back, landed. BUT i know how to put on a happy face, i have learned how to put myself up on two feet.
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the doors we open and close
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us
The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...fuck you
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
C'mon, yeah
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us
The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...fuck you
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
C'mon, yeah
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end
this song I'll sing for u

Noliecies pie zemes tik stīvs,
Viena roka vijole, otrā – vīns.
Nodurtu galvu, bez krekla
Lūdzošā balsi dzied.
Dziesma beidzas. Piegāju klāt.
Viņš negribēja runāt, bet es piespiedu sākt
Pretējās acīs bij skumjas,
Manās acīs – kauns.
Nē, tā nav,
Neviens nevar būt tik brīvs.
Nē, tā nav.
“Tad klausies”, viņš teica, “šo dziesmu es dziedāšu Tev”
Pieliecos tuvāk,
Gandrīz kā tēvs līdzi just,
Vīns bija stiprāks par pratu,
Bet viņa prāts nedomāja zust.
Tikai vienreiz viņš grib dzirdēt kā šauj,
Smagos zābakos pacelties debesīs brīvs.
Pielīst kādam gandrīz klāt un teikt:
“Paldies. Esmu palicis dzīvs.”
Viena roka vijole, otrā – vīns.
Nodurtu galvu, bez krekla
Lūdzošā balsi dzied.
Dziesma beidzas. Piegāju klāt.
Viņš negribēja runāt, bet es piespiedu sākt
Pretējās acīs bij skumjas,
Manās acīs – kauns.
Nē, tā nav,
Neviens nevar būt tik brīvs.
Nē, tā nav.
“Tad klausies”, viņš teica, “šo dziesmu es dziedāšu Tev”
Pieliecos tuvāk,
Gandrīz kā tēvs līdzi just,
Vīns bija stiprāks par pratu,
Bet viņa prāts nedomāja zust.
Tikai vienreiz viņš grib dzirdēt kā šauj,
Smagos zābakos pacelties debesīs brīvs.
Pielīst kādam gandrīz klāt un teikt:
“Paldies. Esmu palicis dzīvs.”
/prata vetra/
10.6.10
6.6.10

Diane Arbus 'Identical Twins' main picture for her exhibition here in Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art in Edinburgh. And I went to meet the original.. of course
This is picture (u have seen me publishing) i took when I walked the streets of Valencia and didn't know who is Diane Arbus. I just liked these magical twins that followed me and now they r living on my rooms wall.
4.6.10
happy place/ place happy
3.6.10
baby scene
this is not a dog, woman pulling, but our future generation. i am very shocked how they nanny babies here- like animals without any connection to them, or truth would be that they treat them as they are treated? could they ask from these children to grow up as decision making and their own way finding grown ups... i think no.. doesnt seem like that.
Just cant understand this. well... it is certainly easyer for this woman, but are people thinking just one step forward these days??
I will treat my child like equal, so i lern how to love myself. every day more and more. and i will learn how to love my childs father endlessly, one day.
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