Hmmm… I wonder how others may influence you to become a better person or is all for the worse ? It seems to me that people doesn’t exchange feelings anymore, but information, empty words and false constructs only to impress , to make a good appearance and to leave no trace afterward…

Is this the apogee of our civilization ? Saying all and nothing at all for fear that… not to… to protect… to hide…

All goes in a constant search of true friends, those bases of truth and mirroring capabilities so needed by your soul.

Why people hide their souls behind sun glasses ?

The girl is singing loud in my ear: Let me love you !

…living the life is quite the opposite of being a stranger passing through its halls… in fact you know every stone, nothing is left unturned, nothing will ever escape your grasping senses.

Is it not that often you feel like something escapes in order to demonstrate you the opposite of what you think about yourself at a particular moment in time ?!

And the girl whispers let me love you !

Ruhe…

Sometimes you say to yourself: that’s enough girl/boy ! you have to stop right now !

But who cares about what your mind commands? It’s so complicated to acknowledge when to stop in the same moments other expect more from you. I heard there’s a true art of how to say no. An art to say I’m capable, I know how to solve this problem, I’m skilled to complete these task BUT I won’t do it: I need to rest !

How many people have the the courage nowadays to acknowledge the acute need for rest from time to time. How many know the right dosage of dedication and sacrifice in order to rightfully balance yourself against all the opportunities and demands?

How many people respect and truly understand this excuse? Many of them feel offended, they do not understand and many adopt the tactics of leveraging based on something in the past… I know how it works, I’ve been there… In the mean time fatigue builds up and pressure increases up to the point you are forced to say NO.

What happens when everything burst into something like depression or something worse? Does demandors understand? does anybody but family care? No, because everybody run. And usually  everyone tells you this job had to be done yesterday because yesterday you had to solve all the jobs that someone ‘forgot’ to do them in the past month… and everything piles up…

Solution? keep searching… but maybe I’ll just block the front door, succumb to a pleasant no can do state and wait until I feel replenished? or maybe work some more but do pleasant things, I heard some that is the best treatment for fatigue.

But, I’m not tired, I just think about being tired…

• I will keep waiting
• Break through the wall
• Still believe you’re the kid who deserves to fulfill his dreams

Thank you Claudia for the feather…

there are in this marvelous world things that slowly grow on you… like this one

Have anybody seen where the seeds are coming from ?

Who felt the touch of the thing that bear these inexplicable bitter/sweet fruits ?

Have any of you thought about the amount of information you ingest on daily bases ?

Isn’t it that all of you had this frustration at the end of the day that something more had to be done, something is left behind, something isn’t just at the right place, something has to be tweaked…

You lay your head living this vivid frustration and in a brief moment of clarity you say: Oh, my God, I’m going slightly mad…

I believe all of us found themselves in the position of these guys and girls that suddenly go mad at the office and they are caught on the surveillance camera doing unimaginable irrational things. Is this the ultimate price for all the bombardment we take on daily ?

So, how much information you could take in daily ? Are we built for such loads ?

vanitas vanitatum et omnia vanitas

Is this right ? Are all the small pieces forming a continuum ? a whole… something that brings order and equilibrium ? All human experience filters this conclusion. I have accepted it without chewing any deep implications.

And here’s my voice: is my soul made out of small pieces or my soul entirely represents a small piece in a bigger mosaic ? I think the latter…

This is how little things grow big ideas. But this is not for everyone, its only for you, for your path of becoming someone you respect, someone you are proud of – would be you running full speed ahead and real you trying to catch up.

Life is something that gives you a lot of good reasons to think real deep about who you are in fact: are you the ordinary guy just filling space, are you in fact someone else, more beautiful – way beyond anyone could understand ?!? and if you feel so what makes you so special ?
How much a friendly face, a smile, a good laugh and a distinct company could bring to light the true nature of your soul ? Sometimes you have to go beyond the conventional smile to recover facts about how you really are, how you really relate to others… a fine journey of discovery.

There are times when you freeze a state of yourself in order to evolve into something else but there are moments hanging in time stream when many Dorian Greys come and shows you pictures of another you… still you. This is your personal discovery: find the equilibrium…

Among Serbs… there is something that I’ll have to remember when’ll go back in Bucharest: Be a lively boy…

These guys have something special. Although they had to face recent turmoil it seems to me they did not forgot to smile, at least on Knez Mihaila street.

I love Knez Mihaila street… I’m impressed with Saint Sava’s Cathedral (the second biggest in South-East Europe).

And one thing added: like us they are building like crazy !

One note on the people in the street: at 1o’clock in the afternoon the streets are packed This is funny… I’m like in Bucharest.

There’s a lot of buzzing and humming these days about “the cloud”. So, let me get it clear: after washing the Web 2.0 with AJAX you go in the CLOUD ?!

Oh, yes that’s all about to say: it doesn’t matter where and how it works as long as I get the right answer from “the cloud”. That’s really nice. I find it relevant for all human interaction from now on. Am I allowed to go further and tell the other guy next to my cubicle: let’s get HIGH ?

In fact all is there for some time now, but sometimes you need to change the wrapper folding and colors to make it work. I sense its some sort of dependency of the human nature to reshape. Parsing the same strings you often end up  hearing different tunes.