"I used to live on a candybar a day that cost a nickle. It was called Payday."

Luc zicea de Bukowski ca e un ticalos. Asa parea si in documentarul pe care l-am vazut, born into this, cand urla la sotia lui si o ameninta ca o da afara (in direct). Dar si ticalosii pot avea dreptate uneori.

The Genius Of The Crowd – Charles Bukowski

there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average
human being to supply any given army on any given day

and the best at murder are those who preach against it
and the best at hate are those who preach love
and the best at war finally are those who preach peace

those who preach god, need god
those who preach peace do not have peace
those who preach peace do not have love

beware the preachers
beware the knowers
beware those who are always reading books
beware those who either detest poverty
or are proud of it
beware those quick to praise
for they need praise in return
beware those who are quick to censor
they are afraid of what they do not know
beware those who seek constant crowds for
they are nothing alone
beware the average man the average woman
beware their love, their love is average
seeks average

but there is genius in their hatred
there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you
to kill anybody
not wanting solitude
not understanding solitude
they will attempt to destroy anything
that differs from their own
not being able to create art
they will not understand art
they will consider their failure as creators
only as a failure of the world
not being able to love fully
they will believe your love incomplete
and then they will hate you
and their hatred will be perfect

like a shining diamond
like a knife
like a mountain
like a tiger
like hemlock

their finest art.

"let’s use each other"

alde y: de cand invat vad cum mananca pasarile la noi in gradina rame, melci…they`re quitre damn cruel for such innocent looking creatures.
alde x: no, they’re just hungry
alde y: it takes them 5 minutes to rip a worm into small enough pieces to swallow! tortura!
si melcii ii lovesc de ciment.
ca sa se sparga coaja.
alde x: ce chestie.
alde y: i have this feeling there are no innocent creatures.
intr-unul din testele de azi era un articol despre caini.
despre faptul ca afectiunea pe care o arata e o strategie de supravietuire, they seem nice and loyal in order to get food.
its quite freaky to think love is just a strategy for survival.

I am small and insignificant, dar am un hamac galben care atârnă în grădină şi asta îmi mai dă o mică speranţă că restul din tot ceea ce îmi doream acum 8 ani va veni si el. Şontâc şontâc.