April 2010
1 post
Written on April 21, 2010 using some scattered...
I don’t want to write about the current state of public education in US, its pitfalls, or the future overhaul by Obama’s administration. These things are contingent and flexible. I hear one thing in the news, someone says that the school system has gone to “hell” and then will utter some regurgitated cliché from two mouths past. I think to myself, when has the education system been successful...
March 2010
3 posts
Somebody at one of these places […] asked me: “What do you do? How do you write, create?” You don’t, I told them. You don’t try. That’s very important: not to try, either for Cadillacs, creation or immortality. You wait, and if nothing happens, you wait some more. It’s like a bug high on the wall. You wait for it to come to you. When it gets close enough...
Sketch # 1 (excerpt from a short story "The Fish...
After a long journey through the intestines of my house, where I have an unfortunate encounter with certain people of the biological appeal, I am defecated next to the barbershop, which surprisingly not enough, is located nearby to where I live. Or at least where my physical self dwells during the hours of daylight. That is on the 5th and west, Romanka village road, “там где вода течет быстро”....
August 2009
17 posts
“You mean to say that we are left behind?”
His eyes dilated, his lips quivered and sweat broke down his forehead. He felt a sudden kick in his chest, probably caused by spontaneous news. It felt as though he had a baby in his chest, crying and trying to get itself out. He placed his hand on his chest too feel his heartbeat, to make sure he was still alive, that this wasn’t a...
Inspiration →
I just found a new artist whom i came to really like. And this happened at first sight, so it has to be love :). It seems every song i have listened to so far has offered me something new: strength, emotion, comfort, disgust. That is not common in my line of music. You see, music this days is just not the same, it is different, and it is pure in its own way, for what it is, a load of smelly rhino...
Just some words
First of all i disagree with statement that life should be like a Woodie Allen movie. I think life should not be subjected to popularization by iconic worship. Saying that life should be like this star’s life or work is very pathetic really. You give up the importance and the gravity of your own role in life and substitute it for someone else’s. I even bethcha that even Woody Allen is...
Life oughtta be a Woody Allen film
lauramazzaro:
sealegslexi:
Or maybe life is too much like a woody allen film
Or maybe Woody Allen films are just like life.
Or maybe we are all living in a Woody Allen film.
Joker
I guess this is the old joker on Social Security
Guilty by association
Things i associate with Russia:
1) Smell of dry leafs
2) Birches
3) Vodka, pickles, sour cabbage, beats
4) Depression
5) Apartments (the ones that are very shabby, small and have cheap wallpaper)
6) People who never apologize for anything and never smile in public
7) Politicians that settle their disputes through who can knock the other guy first
8) Knocked out politicians
9)...
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to you poopsie
Hymn to life
I wonder … at least i have been wondering about the concept of national identity, not in general sense, although it can definitely be seen by an individual and collective eye in a broader spectrum, relating to my own life. I was born in Russia, in a major metropolitan area of St. Petersburg’s most unpopular district. I have been raised in Russia, in a major metropolitan area of Moscow...
“Pride comes before the Fall”
July 2009
19 posts
A Strange night
Last night i had my first encounter with life’s unfamiliar territory. I arrived at my friend’s party around 9. He said that a couple of his friends will join us soon. In the meantime, me and my friend discussed some music, joked around and were having a good pregaming time. When his friends arrived, he went ahead and properly introduced them to me and some other girl that was already...
“I don’t do drugs. I am drugs”
– Salvador Dali
lauramazzaro:
I hate when people take all their pictures in black and white and think that just because of that the pictures are masterpieces. Lets face it, it is true that it is easier to make pictures in black and white that look more “artistic”. They have an older air that makes them look a certain way, which can be beautiful. But some people just take ALL of their pictures like that. Some...
I think the most screwed up thing about the Blue Planet is our system of measurement. Fuck the metric system, here is my solution:
1) Time should not be measured by a clock. Whoever thinks that time is a mechanism hanging on your wall should try living without it, it still goes on. Instead, try measuring time in songs, teaspoons, laughs, or sobs, maybe yawns. Imagine saying “I have to go...
lauramazzaro:
mrlivingstone:
Your Tumbularity derives from your recent activity on the account. What that pretty much means, is that Tumbler want’s to become an addict and post as much material as you can in the span of one day, or a week. The more the better. Strange, i bet there are some people there who obsess over their Tumbularity. I hope they are aware that this is just another illusion,...
Your Tumbularity derives from your recent activity on the account. What that pretty much means, is that Tumbler want’s you to become an addict and post as much material as you can in the span of one day, or a week. The more the better. Strange, i bet there are some people there who obsess over their Tumbularity. I hope they are aware that this is just another illusion, along with TV and most...
A man with more than a couple of holes in his body, mind or soul, beyond a doubt requires tending of an assertive, yet gentle lady. For a man with holes is like a lonely boat at sea; without someone to put a cork in it, it will sink.
A prudent author should always wear a mask . He, or she (for the sake of equal opportunity) or vice-versa should never, except under exclusive circumstances, peek too much from behind the curtain of his work onto the stage. He must give the audience just enough to feel satisfaction, but not enough to be satisfied.
My entrance into adulthood, or what is considered “maturity” is a continuous yet patient process of trial and error. Once i get something right, then i know that i am on the right track.
“The difference between the right word and the almost right word is the...”
– Mark Twain
