<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188</id><updated>2011-07-29T01:35:31.641+03:00</updated><category term='Tu'/><category term='A.'/><category term='indoiala'/><category term='Noi'/><category term='eu'/><title type='text'>Despre mine...</title><subtitle type='html'>Bogdan si ale lui...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-2231277762784293686</id><published>2010-05-17T01:26:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:29:50.117+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimul vis</title><content type='html'>Cele ce urmeaza sunt desprinse din ultmul vis pe care l-am avut in dimineata zilei de 8 Feb 2010. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doi copii  se tineau in brate si-si sopteau vorbe dulci, isi planuiau viata dinainte de a se fi cunoscut. Cei doi eram noi. Ne “iubeam”, pentru ca se vedea cu cata caldura ne vorbeam si cat de usor ne intelegeam. Dupa un timp au aparut insa incertitudinile, suspiciunile si iata ca deodata imi reproseaza ca am inselat-o cu o domnisoara. Era atat de nervoasa incat mi-a zis ca se va marita cu prietenul ei din copilarie. Cum as fi putut sa suport acel gand? Nu am reusit si iata-ma pornind intr-o calatorie alaturi de familia mea pentru a o impiedica sa faca acel pas pe care evident il facea intr-un moment de suparare. Nici nu a vrut sa dea ochii cu mine cand m-a intalnit. L-a pus pe viitorul ei sot sa-mi explice ce si cum, dar eram atat de pornit inca nu m-am dat batut. Parintii ei m-au primit inca o data cu bratele deschise si mi-au declarat sprijinul lor. Nu aveam de gand sa o las sa comita o asemenea greseala. Imi tot repetam asta in minte. La un moment dat nu stiu cum s-a facut dar ne-am trezit cu totii intr-un tren. Eu, A. familiile noastre, si viitorul ei sot. Toate bune si frumoase pana la momentul cand l-am vazut pe el incercand s-o sarute. Mintea mi s-a intunecat, inima mi s-a zbatut, iar privirea mi s-a incetosat. Innebunisem de gelozie. M-am retras intr-un colt si am incercat sa ma linistesc. Imi tot repetam: Nu am sa te pierd, nu am sa te pierd. M-am dezmeticit si am inceput sa vorbesc cu  ea  despre importanta  pasului pe care avea sa-l faca: Ai fi in stare sa te casatoresti cu un barbat pe care nu-l iubesti? Ai fi in stare sa faci pasul asta doar ca sa ma faci pe mine sa sufar? Sa suferim amandoi? Pentru ce? Pentru o banuiala? Uite, intreab-o pe mama mea, intreaba-l pe tatal meu, intreab-o pe sora mea, si ei iti vor spune tot ce este de spus. Nu a existat o alta persoana in viata mea la care sa tin asa cum am tinut la tine. NICIUNA. Parintii mei au confirmat cele spuse de mine. Parea ca se mai linistise si ea. Dar gandul ca tot se va casatori nu ma linistea. Asa ca fara sa ma gandesc la consecinte am sarutat-o. Am luat-o in brate de fata cu toata lumea si nu i-am mai dat drumul. Si o sarutam cu atata dragoste, si ea imi raspundea prin tot atat de multa pasiune si iubire. Insa, apare viitorul sot si ne intrerupe momentul de tandrete. Au inceput scene parca desprinse dintr-un film de dragoste. L-am luat frumos deoparte si i-am spus ca A. este a mea, ca ea nu poate iubi decat un singur barbat si ca acela sunt eu. Casatoria cu tine ar fi fost o actiune savarsita la manie, doar ca sa incerce sa ma uite pentru ceva ce nu am facut. Nu a vrut sa inteleaga lucrul asta pana cand A. nu  s-a convins ca ea intr-adevar era unica persoana pe care o iubeam si pentru care as fi facut imense sacrificii. Strabatusem lumea intreaga pentru a o vedea si pentru a o impiedica sa comita o asemenea greseala. Si ca sa vezi cum e viata omului intr-un vis. Nu stiu daca reusisem ceva, ea tot urma sa se casatoreasca, dar de data aceasta cu persoana la care visa, persoana care ii era in gand tot timpul, desi negase de atatea ori. A fost de accord sa se casatoreasca cu cel pe care il iubea, inca lupta pentru el si inca nu era dispusa sa renunte la el. Parintii nostri erau cuprinsi de o fericire rara, ii vedeam zambind si nu-mi venea sa cred ca sunt ei. Parca le vedeam inimile dansand de fericire cand le-am spus ca vom avea o ceremonie cu aceeasi mireasa dar cu alt mire. Surprinzator scena s-a mutat de la ea de acasa intr-un avion, deoarece mergeam spre Tokyo. Nu stiu de ce Tokyo dar acum imi aduc aminte de gheisele pe care promisesem ca I le voi arata. &lt;br /&gt;Destinul ii este fatal omului cateodata, si asa iata-ne debarcati, ajunsi la hotel, gata de a fi fericiti pentru totdeauna cand ne-am ratacit si nu am reusit sa ne mai gasim desi simteam ca suntem foarte aproape unul de celalalt. Toate semnele ne indicau ca suntem in camera vecine, dar destinul si poate timpul ne-au impiedicat sa ne intalnim si sa fim fericiti. Sper insa ca undeva, doi oameni ce ni se aseamana nu vor repeta aceste greseli si ca ei vor putea sa depaseasca orice obstacol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-2231277762784293686?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/2231277762784293686/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=2231277762784293686' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/2231277762784293686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/2231277762784293686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2010/05/ultimul-vis.html' title='Ultimul vis'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-2935314056733773603</id><published>2010-03-25T17:49:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T20:05:46.382+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SMS-urile tale - 121 d pasi spre sfarsit -</title><content type='html'>SMS &lt;br /&gt; 1. esti bine vis colorat? :) a7&lt;br /&gt; 2. buna dimineata:) pai nu mai iti consuma bateria scriindu-mi ca sa ne putem auzi mai tarziu. te imbratisez&lt;br /&gt; 3. io am pornit suna-ma cand poti&lt;br /&gt; 4. deja mi-e dor...&lt;br /&gt; 5. mi-e somnic..dk nu rasp inseamna k dorm. trimite-mi un mesaj sa stiu ca ai ajuns cu bine. te sarut&lt;br /&gt; 6. am adormit si m-am trezit cu tine in gand...oare dormi? sper k ai ajuns cu vine acasuca... asa am dormit k dusa de val, te-am si visat..ai grija de tine&lt;br /&gt; 7. o zi frumoasa sa ai dragul meu si astept sa ma saruti si pe gurita, nu doar pe frunte, nasuc si restul :P te imbratisez&lt;br /&gt; 8. "nosotros"...siempre en mi mente .. :X&lt;br /&gt; 9. multumesc mult ca ma intelegi .. &gt;:D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;10. :*.. &gt;:D&lt;...etc :)&lt;br /&gt;11. morning sunshine :* o zi superba sa ai&lt;br /&gt;12. te imbratisez&lt;br /&gt;13. multumesc dragul meu,  am un sg vis pe care daca reusesc sa-l duc pana la capat, o sa ma simt pregatita sa incep ceva nou..si tu sa ai vise frumoase&lt;br /&gt;14. hmm..e un vis pe care mi-l doresc de mica..doar eu si cineva de sus ma poate ajuta si putin noroc.. e ceva personal...poate o sa-ti spun, dar nu-i momentul potrivit, cand o sa simt...te pup&lt;br /&gt;15. o sa ma gandesc si iti multumesc pt tot :*&lt;br /&gt;16. asa am sa fac, mai mult ca oricand imi doresc multumesc pt incurajare, inseamna mult pt mine.. te imbratisez si d data asta si nu tre sa-mi mai multumestipt ceva ce dau din suflet&lt;br /&gt;17. multumesc mult, a fost bine, da, am simtit ca cineva s-a gandit la mine :) aku invat pt maine, abia astept sa treaca toate somn usor si tie te pup&lt;br /&gt;18. muzica in surdina..miros de calitate, o privirea de-a mea completata de un zambet schitat..ganduri..maturitate...schimbari...vise pt care lupt, amintiri frumoase, spatele drept :) prea multe intimitati se ascund in mintea mea&lt;br /&gt;19. aaa :) am omis ceva...martini...si da, evident prezenta ta isi face aparitia, atat timp cat ti-am scris tie tot ce traiesc in acest moment..iar tu ca intotdeauna mult prea dulce...&lt;br /&gt;20. pff ce am obosit dupa dansul pinguinului..uhh&lt;br /&gt;21. :D k ma duc la cluj baby, ne auzim mai tarziu&lt;br /&gt;22. multumesc din suflet bogdan&lt;br /&gt;23. mananci un kiwi cu mine? :)&lt;br /&gt;24. :P da portocala papi? si cu iaurt?&lt;br /&gt;25. mmm am uitat de dots :X mi-e pofta, papam cand vii&lt;br /&gt;26. poate tu ca io ma ingras :D&lt;br /&gt;27. hmm asa da :*&lt;br /&gt;28. ce bn pap cu tn langa mine&lt;br /&gt;29. muah muah muah ca prietena nu uita accepta-ma asa deocamdata&lt;br /&gt;30. asa e ma bucur ca stii&lt;br /&gt;31. orice? mm..nu spune niciodata nimanui asta :D multumesc oricum&lt;br /&gt;32. :) right&lt;br /&gt;33. somn usor si tie&lt;br /&gt;34. ai iesit cand ti-am scris..asa-s de suparata pe situatia asta ma draga, am vb cu mami, i-am zis de tine, stie ce simt, k sunt dezorientata in privinta noastra, stie k am mai gresit o data intr-un mod asemanator, adica cu distanta :( sa nu te port degeaba atatia km dk nu stiu sigur ce vreau, ce Doamne sa fac spune tu? nu poti venit pt putin timp dk nu sa vii si la mine, cum sa ma ascund? :(&lt;br /&gt;35. asteptam un mesaj de la tine...ai mare grija cum vii, nu te grabi, avem timp sa stam impreuna...te imbratisez si te astept&lt;br /&gt;36. nu avea cum sa ne dezamageasca si el...&lt;br /&gt;37. hmmm... waiss am emotii&lt;br /&gt;38. mai lipsesc cateva ore pana a-i spune adio acestui an..gandeste-te la tot ceea ce ai facut: ai ras, ai iubit, ai urat, ai suferit, ai sperat, ai visat...toate aceste lucruri ti-au folosit pentru a te forma tu ca persoana. an nou fericit (alaturi de mine)&lt;br /&gt;39. esti obosit asa-i?&lt;br /&gt;40. :P asta se rezolva, te asteapta sarmalutele :)&lt;br /&gt;41. te apropii :D&lt;br /&gt;42. wai :X&lt;br /&gt;43. emotion :X&lt;br /&gt;44. Bogdan mi-a zis mami sa ai mare grija cum mergi, mai ales prin brasov k tot zice la tv k ii drumu rau. da? nu te grabi si sa fii atent, te sarut&lt;br /&gt;45. Bogdan imi fac griji pt tine :( te rog opreste-te undeva si dormi sa te linistesti e foarte rau drumul la brasov si mi-e frica intelegi? mai ai de mers pana la bucuresti...of, mai bine mergeam dimineata suna-ma te rog cand ai semnal&lt;br /&gt;46. baby esti bine?&lt;br /&gt;47. hey bogdan de ce nu-mi raspunzi? imi fac griji&lt;br /&gt;48. sa ma suni cand te trezesti ingeras&lt;br /&gt;49. mi amo nu merge netu. pupic&lt;br /&gt;50. ce faci baby?&lt;br /&gt;51. vise frumoase si tie te sarut&lt;br /&gt;52. si mie mi-e dor de tine&lt;br /&gt;53. eh:) pap cum sa nu, mandarine, lapte, cozonac mancare stai linistit te pupacesc, ma pun la somnikk d maine am treaba nu gluma sweet dreams&lt;br /&gt;54. acu vin de la sala am fost sa am energy o zi mega mega frumoasa sa ai un abrazo&lt;br /&gt;55. epava :)) zapacitule&lt;br /&gt;56. bine mi amo&lt;br /&gt;57. cf mi amo?&lt;br /&gt;58. io ascult cu fetele tot ghita :P dar aia cu puiu si vb d ale noastre filosofii&lt;br /&gt;59. buna dimineata! :*&lt;br /&gt;60. si tie dragul meu. tine-mi pumnii azi te sarut&lt;br /&gt;61. aaaaaaaa am luat 10 la spaniola&lt;br /&gt;62. no amore nu mai pot vb k dorm celelalte fete si pe coridor e frigut ne auzim maine sa ai somn usor te sarut dulce&lt;br /&gt;63. si tu ai grijuka de tine, nu umbla singurel p strazi:) besito&lt;br /&gt;64. si tie amore ma grabesc ca ma duc pan la dej si maine ma intorc te sarut&lt;br /&gt;65. u too my darling&lt;br /&gt;66. somn usor :*&lt;br /&gt;67. morning sunshine:*&lt;br /&gt;68. hehe:P mariposita ;;)&lt;br /&gt;69. :D dragut&lt;br /&gt;70. multumesc :D&lt;br /&gt;71. :) stii ca poti ...si fara mine... esti puternic&lt;br /&gt;72. dc nedormit si fara curaj? ce se intampla?&lt;br /&gt;73. t cred si te inteleg ma imaginez si io la anu...acu ma stresez si am atatea de facut si timp putin :( ce sa facem??mergem inainte nu ne putem opri la mijlocul drumului mergem pan la capat te imbratisez&lt;br /&gt;74. si eu am avut 2 examene si maine mai am unul abia mai am ptmp pt mine, d luni incep asa ca kumea :) lasa k o sa fie bine dar tre si odihn, sa nu uiti&lt;br /&gt;75. asa sa fii optimist, si nu imi cere mie sa fac ceva ce tu uiti adica sa mananc.. cum crezi ca te poti concentra si sa ai putere dk nu te hranesti iti dau eu tie nana :P bafta sa ai la toate&lt;br /&gt;76. somn usor si tie&lt;br /&gt;77. dormi?&lt;br /&gt;78. la fel :)&lt;br /&gt;79. nu&lt;br /&gt;80. nu cred nu pot sa dorm&lt;br /&gt;81. nu stiu. e lunga?&lt;br /&gt;82.daca tu zici as ao fi :)) dar nu am inteles dc broscoi si dc floare in fine&lt;br /&gt;83. vrei cioco?&lt;br /&gt;84. nici n0ai de ce sa te simti asa singur mai ales azi cand te-am pomenit asa mult :) somn usor&lt;br /&gt;85. n-am de ce sa nu te cred. la fel si tie&lt;br /&gt;86. esti la calc sau vb singura? vreau sa te intreb ceva&lt;br /&gt;87. ce inseamna html de 4.096 caractere? unde am gresit de nu pot sa atasez un comentariu?&lt;br /&gt;88. nu merge si nu pot sa sterg din mesaj...mersi oricum&lt;br /&gt;89. mm io pap altceva si mai bun :P&lt;br /&gt;90. mm nu de data asta:P  nush cum se numeste :)) da-i o praji ff mega extra delicioasa&lt;br /&gt;91. iami :)) nu cred :D prima data tre sa gust ca lumea si invers :))&lt;br /&gt;92. sa-ti creasca exista insulina :D&lt;br /&gt;93. :D everytime&lt;br /&gt;94. ma pun sa ma uit la sex and the city :))&lt;br /&gt;95. eh da cu cine vrei sa te insori :P&lt;br /&gt;96. wai ce tare :X si io&lt;br /&gt;97. aaaa dance with me&lt;br /&gt;98. dragostea-i nebuna vine de pe luna. holograf&lt;br /&gt;99. hai la o bere buna de femei redd`s&lt;br /&gt;100. no hai ca am varsat cred ca ti-a fost pofta :P&lt;br /&gt;101. D shh&lt;br /&gt;102. sweet dreams&lt;br /&gt;103. dk n-ai ce face uita-te pe pro tv :D e tare filmu`aku a inceput&lt;br /&gt;104. da da cu tine :P&lt;br /&gt;105. atata intreaba ai mei de tine, mai mereu, asta nu ti-am zis :) da neata&lt;br /&gt;106. maaa cum adica? :))&lt;br /&gt;107. asa mai merge:)&lt;br /&gt;108. cu gura asa :D&lt;br /&gt;109. am dormit ca nu m-am simtit bine. te pup&lt;br /&gt;110. ultima lacrima pt tine&lt;br /&gt;111. si stii de ce?&lt;br /&gt;112. pt ca in urma cu doua minute sa-mi tr mesajul iti scriam dar nu m-a lasat prietena mea sa dau send...nu stiu ce sens are, am vrut doar sa-ti spun&lt;br /&gt;113. asa a fost sa fie&lt;br /&gt;114. ma uit deja refrenul iubirii :)&lt;br /&gt;115. :) v.p. daca te uiti&lt;br /&gt;116. sa ma abtin? nu m-am gandit la tine cand a spus fraza aia telepatia asta sincronizare completare aceleasi ganduri nu stiu cum sa le numesc pt k al naibii cum le nimeresti pe toate mai mereu&lt;br /&gt;117. ai uitat cateva...oricum ai ghicit suficiente :) frumos... ma gandesc ca ti-a placut filmul&lt;br /&gt;118. imi cer scuze k n-am putut vb aseara dar sunt in oras si n-aud mai nimic... o seara frumoasa te pup&lt;br /&gt;119. a ce suna asta? adica pan acu ai purtat manusi? eu am fost cat se poate de explicita si de sincera...si nu e nevoie sa fii altfel k sa te iubeasca cineva dak te iubeste te iubeste de la inceput&lt;br /&gt;120. dc nu zici intr-o expresie k iti scoti ghearele si ai facut-o inainte de timo caci prin cuvintele ce mi le-ai spus mai devreme practic ti-ai aratat cealalta fata si te-ai contrazis in absolut tot ce mi-ai oferit pana in momentul de fata stii? dragostea cu sila nu se poate se castiga, nicidecum nu isi cere dreptul...multumesc ca m-ai ajutat sa iau o decizie sigura clara si concisa. ADIO&lt;br /&gt;121. nu pot iubi o obsesie asa k poate ai tu grija cu aceste mesaje care suna a amenintari. ar fi bine sa incetezi, n-am vrut sa se ajunga aici dar n-am incotro caci in chineza nu pot sa-ti vb adio! inseamna ca nu vreau sa mai aud vreodata d tine n-am crezut ca poti fi asa si nu-mi doresc sa te mai vad! intelege o data pt totdeauna! M-ai pierdut. Am vazut ce inseamna sa fii un invingator&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-2935314056733773603?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/2935314056733773603/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=2935314056733773603' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/2935314056733773603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/2935314056733773603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2010/03/sms-urile-tale.html' title='SMS-urile tale - 121 d pasi spre sfarsit -'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-5833828518849819508</id><published>2010-01-29T13:45:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T13:56:13.598+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A. ultima!</title><content type='html'>Intrebarea de mai devreme A. ultima? se refera la faptul ca am gasit o persoana la care tin muult, cu care as vrea sa-mi petrec multe clipe din viata si alaturi de care sa adorm si sa ma trezesc in fiecare zi. A. este ultima. Ultima fata la care ma voi opri...Nu mai vreau sa stiu de altcineva... Ea este tot ce imi doresc asadar, A. esti ultima careia ii voi dedica aceste povestioare, esti ultima careia ii voi spune cat de mult te iubesc, esti ultima pe care o voi visa...Si cu toate astea, esti prima cu adevarat in inima mea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chayanne - Yo te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="430" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yas327wCb7g&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yas327wCb7g&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="430" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-5833828518849819508?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/5833828518849819508/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=5833828518849819508' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/5833828518849819508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/5833828518849819508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2010/01/ultima_29.html' title='A. ultima!'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-7776350350129014194</id><published>2010-01-24T23:56:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T00:12:44.809+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A. ultima?</title><content type='html'>Am luptat pt mine, am luptat pt tine, am luptat pt noi. Si ti-am promis ca nu am sa te las singura. Ti-am promis ca iti voi fi aproape oricat de departe as fi. Intelegi tu ce vreau sa zic. Nu ti-am cerut multe, dar ti-am cerut sa fii sincera nu numai cu mine ci si cu tine. Ti-am cerut sa fii tu insuti si sa spui ce gandesti. Ti-am cerut sa-mi zambesti din cand in cand, ti-am cerut sa fii vesela, ti-am cerut sa-mi vorbesti. Nu inteleg de ce refuzi sa-mi vorbesti, de ce vrei sa ma ignori? Vrei sa ma apropii de tine? Pe mine oamenii care ma ignora ii indepartez, consider ca nu vor sa fie aproape de mine, asadar iti spun ca strategia asta nu va merge cu mine, oricat de draga mi-ai fi, oricat de mult as tine la tine. Asa cum ti-am mai spus, pot sa suport minciuna, pot sa suport distanta dar nu am sa suport niciodata lasitatea. Nu am sa-i suport pe cei care fug de sentimentele lor doar pentru ca le este frica de adevarul din spatele acestor sentimente, nu am sa-i suport pe cei care nu spun ce simt tot din frica rezultatelor, nu-i suport pe cei care nu vorbesc, nu-i suport pe cei care lasa viata sa le treaca prin fata ochilor fara sa incerce sa-i schimbe cursul. Asta e diferenta dintre oamenii fericiti si oamenii care par fericiti. Eu sunt fericit cand reusesc sa-mi croiesc destinul asa cum simt eu de cuviinta, cand lupt cu viata doar pentru a-mi indeplini visuri indiferent de cat de indraznete sunt. Si iti promit ca am sa reusesc. Ti-am promis ca am sa ma lupt cu vantul, ti-am promis ca am sa ma iau la tranta cu morile de vant. Si crede-ma ca am sa reusesc. Mi-as fi dorit ca atitudinea mea sa te impulsioneze, nu am vrut sa-ti fiu indiferent pentru ca nu aveai nevoie si de indiferenta mea, dar daca asta iti doresti cu atata ardoare, asta iti voi oferi. Incepand cu acest moment, lupta mea se intensifica, lupta din mine devine din ce in ce mai acerba si o voi castiga. O voi castiga pentru tine. Ca sa vezi cum arata un invingator si cat de fericit e el atunci cand lupta pentru idealurile sale. A da...vorbeam despre respect. Respectul meu e valabil doar cand si ceilalti ma respecta. Daca vrei sa devii dusman, trebuie doar sa-mi arati ca nu ma respecti. Din momentul asta e un joc pe totul sau nimic. Din momentul asta voi judeca totul cu mintea si nu cu inima cum am facut pana acum. Daca inima mea nu cunoaste ura, si este umpluta cu dragoste, mintea mea este foarte rece, nu se lasa induplecata de sentimente calde si marinimoase. Ajunge un moment ca sa ma indepartezi, ajunge doar o clipa ca sa ma faci sa realizez ca nu reprezint nimic pentru tine. Ajunge doar o repulsie ca sa ma faci sa spun ceea ce spun. Nu am sa cedez pentru nimic in lume. Iti promit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si ca dedicatie...asculta melodia asta...gandeste-te doar la planurile pe care ti le facusei cu mine, si vei ajunge la concluzia corecta...Ai tot timpul...pentru ca vreau sa mi-l petrec cu tine, si stiu ca nu as regreta niciodata alegerea facuta...NU trebuie sa te simti presata cu nimic din partea mea, dar nu ma ignora...omori dragostea ce o simt pt tine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1cO8Qz1lwm4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1cO8Qz1lwm4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-7776350350129014194?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/7776350350129014194/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=7776350350129014194' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/7776350350129014194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/7776350350129014194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2010/01/ultima.html' title='A. ultima?'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-5699892636529819460</id><published>2010-01-20T02:11:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T02:17:59.545+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Trafic restrictionat !!!</title><content type='html'>Din lipsa de cititori, blogul isi suspenda activitatea pe o perioada de timp nelimitata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.zdnet.com/blogs/stop_sign.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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&lt;br /&gt;Atâta linişte-i în jur de-mi pare că aud&lt;br /&gt;cum se izbesc de geamuri razele de lună.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;În piept&lt;br /&gt;mi s-a trezit un glas străin&lt;br /&gt;şi-un cântec cânta-n mine-un dor&lt;br /&gt;ce nu-i al meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se spune că strămoşii cari au murit fără de vreme,&lt;br /&gt;cu sânge tânăr înca-n vine,&lt;br /&gt;cu patimi mari în sânge,&lt;br /&gt;cu soare viu în patimi,&lt;br /&gt;vin,&lt;br /&gt;vin sa-şi trăiasca mai departe&lt;br /&gt;în noi&lt;br /&gt;viaţa netrăita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atâta linişte-i în jur de-mi pare că aud&lt;br /&gt;cum se izbesc de geamuri razele de lună.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, cine ştie - suflete,-n ce piept îţi vei cânta&lt;br /&gt;şi tu odată peste veacuri&lt;br /&gt;pe coarde dulci de linişte,&lt;br /&gt;pe harfă de-ntuneric - dorul sugrumat&lt;br /&gt;şi frânta bucurie de viaţă? Cine ştie?&lt;br /&gt;Cine ştie?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-6586303484883483893?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/6586303484883483893/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=6586303484883483893' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/6586303484883483893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/6586303484883483893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2010/01/liniste-lucian-blaga.html' title='Liniste - Lucian Blaga'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-2197001911066612034</id><published>2010-01-09T16:13:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T16:14:59.900+02:00</updated><title type='text'>From Ludwig to his Immortal Beloved</title><content type='html'>July 6, in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My angel, my all, my very self - Only a few words today and at that with pencil (with yours) - Not till tomorrow will my lodgings be definitely determined upon - what a useless waste of time - Why this deep sorrow when necessity speaks - can our love endure except through sacrifices, through not demanding everything from one another; can you change the fact that you are not wholly mine, I not wholly thine - Oh God, look out into the beauties of nature and comfort your heart with that which must be - Love demands everything and that very justly - thus it is to me with you, and you with me. But you forget so easily that I must live for me and for you; if we were wholly united you would feel the pain of it as little as I - My journey was a fearful one: I did not reach here until 4 o'clock yesterday morning. Lacking horses the postcoach chose another route, but what an awful one; at the stage before the last I was warned not to travel at night; I was made fearful of the forest, but that only made me the more eager - and I was wrong. The coach must needs break down on the wretched road, a bottomless mud road. Without such postilions as I had with me I should have remained stuck in the road. Esterhazy, traveling the usual road here, had the same fate with eight horses that I had with four - yet I got some pleasure out of it, as I always do when I successfully overcome difficulties - Now a quick change to things internal from things external. We shall surely see each other soon; moreover, today I cannot share with you the thoughts I have had during these last few days touching my own life - If our hearts were always close together, I would have none of these. My heart is full of so many things to say to you - ah - there are moments when I feel that speech amounts to nothing at all - Cheer up - remain my true, my only treasure, my all as I am yours. The gods must send us the rest, what for us must and shall be-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your faithful Ludwig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening, Monday, July 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are suffering, my dearest creature - only now have I learned that letters must be posted very early in the morning on Mondays - Thursdays - the only day on which the mail-coach goes from here to K. - You are suffering - Ah, wherever I am, you are with me - I will arrange it with you and me that I can live with you. What a life!!!! thus!!!! without you - pursued by the goodness of mankind hither and thither - which I as little want to deserve as I deserve it - Humility of man towards man - it pains me - and when I consider myself in relation to the universe, what am I and what is He - whom we call the greatest - and yet - herein lies the divine in man - I weep when I reflect that you will probably not receive the first report from me until Saturday - Much as you love me - I love you more - But do not ever conceal yourself from me - good night - As I am taking the baths I must go to bed - Oh God - so near! so far! Is not our love truly a heavenly structure, and also as firm as the vault of Heaven? -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning, on July 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved, not and then joyfully, then sadly, waiting to learn whether or not fate will hear us - I can only live wholly with you or not at all - Yes, I am resolved to wander so long away from you until I can fly to your arms and say that I am really at home with you, and can send my soul enwrapped in you into the lands of spirits - Yes unhappily it must be so - You will be the more contained since you know my fidelity to you. No one else can ever possess my heart - never - never - Oh God, why must one be parted from one whom one so loves. And yet my life in V[ienna] is now a wretched life - Your love makes me at once the happiest and the unhappiest of men - at my age I need a steady, quiet life - can that be so in out connection? My angel, I have just been told that the mailcoach goes everyday - therefore I must close at once so that you may receive the l[etter] at once. - Be calm, only by a calm consideration of our existence can we achieve out purpose to live together - Be calm - love me - today - yesterday - what tearful longings for you - you - you - my life - my all - farewell. -Oh continue to love me - never misjudge the most faithful heart of you beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever thine&lt;br /&gt;ever mine       L.&lt;br /&gt;ever ours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-2197001911066612034?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/2197001911066612034/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/1948620943186451541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/1948620943186451541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2010/01/kanenas.html' title='Kanenas'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-7578261123303785294</id><published>2010-01-06T20:16:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T14:18:44.260+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Si el canta pentru noi</title><content 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-3247562793040190515</id><published>2010-01-06T19:47:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:51:22.220+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tot pentru noi</title><content type='html'>Missing You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lllNepYe2z8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lllNepYe2z8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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noi'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-8980465879819257304</id><published>2010-01-05T19:05:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:23:09.197+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fericire 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S0N0hlfAm0I/AAAAAAAAACY/WepZn8Zyya0/s1600-h/030120102013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S0N0hlfAm0I/AAAAAAAAACY/WepZn8Zyya0/s200/030120102013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423306496630889282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma intorc, plin de forta, plin da ganduri si simtaminte noi, plin de speranta si plin de iubire de dat :D Zilele astea au avut o incarcatura impresionanta pentru mine. Mi s-au intamplat atatea lucruri si cu toate astea gandurile mele toate se opresc la tine, nicidecum la problemele mele. De ce oare? Mi se pare ca se intampla asta tocmai pentru ca imaginea ta ma ajuta sa depasesc orice obstacol. Doar vazandu-ti zambetul ma luminez si capat forta sa ajung la capat. Revenind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 decembrie 2009 &lt;br /&gt;Imi incep voiajul inspre Dej. Imi ia cateva ore si ajung cu doua ore inainte de miezul noptii. Ma intampina cu nerabdare, cu fluturasi cum ii place sa spuna. Desi ii promisesem ca voi ajunge in maxim 10 minute asteptarea se prelungeste si nerabdarea atinge cote maxime, pentru amandoi. Eram emotionat, teribil de emotionat si prima ei intrebare a fost: De ce nu ai emotii? Ceea ce ma face sa cred ca reusesc sa-mi ascund emotiile atat de bine ca nici cei pe care ii iubesc nu reusesc sa ma descifreze. Oricum Adriana e speciala si ea ma intelege fara sa-i povestesc prea multe.In fine, restul e tacere. Ajung sa-i intalnesc familia. Surpriza! Simt ca ma cunosc si ca nici nu as fi un necunoscut. Ma simteam de parca ma cunoasteau de zeci de ani. Am trecut repede peste formalitati si deja ma simteam ca la mine acasa. De aici au urmat cele mai incredibile clipe ale vietii mele. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;00:00 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noi doi, imbratisati, dupa mult timp, o sarutam cu teama, cu dor, cu pasiune, incet dar sigur. 23:59 Sampanie, imbratisari 00:00 Sampanie, sarut, dorinte, vise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am ramas imbratisati 3 zile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 ianuarie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru prima oara ma trezesc in bratele celei pe care o iubesc. Sentimentul e de nedescris. Adormisem in bratele ei, ma trezisem in bratele ei. Imi spune ca m-a visat. Pupicul de dimineata ma trezeste instant. Parca visez, fluturasii sunt tot acolo. Nu pierd timpul si ii spun ce fericit sunt "la mine acasa". Fericirea mea urca pe cote tot mai inalte. Dupa 1 ianuarie au urmat clipe de neuitat. Clipe de pasiune adevarata, clipe de iubire. Momente de viata de cuplu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt indragostit pana peste cap. Recunosc. Si-mi place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O imbratisare draga mea,&lt;br /&gt;Al tau Bogdan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : I finally found someone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/aniela73/bd52204a4394ff.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/aniela73/bd52204a4394ff.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brian Adams&amp;amp;Barbara Streisand - I Finally Found Someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica" title="Muzica"&gt;Asculta mai multe audio Muzica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-8980465879819257304?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/8980465879819257304/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=8980465879819257304' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8980465879819257304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8980465879819257304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2010/01/fericire-2.html' title='Fericire 2'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S0N0hlfAm0I/AAAAAAAAACY/WepZn8Zyya0/s72-c/030120102013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-8549683668442356896</id><published>2010-01-05T19:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:05:17.684+02:00</updated><title type='text'>De Adriana!</title><content type='html'>Asemenea iti doresc .. un Craciun care sa iti aduca implinire,sanatate,iubire,pace sufleteasca si multa fericire alaturi de familie si de cei dragi tie…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stiu ca indiferenta nu ajuta deloc intr-o relatie,dincontra,indiferenta inseamna distantarea trupurilor,absenta unui glas,dar poate nu mereu si distantarea sufletelor…&lt;br /&gt;Stiai ca cineva poate se gandeste la tine fara ca tu nici macar sa stii? Te iubeste in secret, iar tu nici macar nu-ti dai seama..?si asta pt simplu fapt ca nu iti da nici un semn,nici un semnal ca tu esti bucata de oxigen care ii lipsetse pt a putea respira si a simti ca isi traiesti viata la intregul ei potential..Exista pentru fiecare o persoana care suspina pentru tine, viseaza la tine, simte mii de fluturasi numai cand iti aude vocea, se trezeste cu tine in gand...iar tu, nici macar nu banuiesti.. si asta pt ce? Acea persoana asteapta, nu actioneaza… Asteapta sa-ti dai seama,sa-ti cada un raspuns din cer,asteapta sa-i treaca fluturasii si sa fie mai stapana pe sine,iar pt asta prefera tacerea. Da,asta e modul pe care l-a ales “ea”,nu e intocmai cel mai potrivit,insa ea actioneaza dupa ghidul personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cineva, in toata lumea asta, ar fi gata oricand sa faca orice pt tine doar sa te faca fericit/a, sa se schimbe pentru tine, sa riste, sa-si dezamageasca prietenii si sa-ti puna sufletul in palma...iar tu nu stii nimic despre asta! stii.. ,scria undeva asa “ unele persoane nu reactioneaza la cuvinte,ci la lipsa contactului”.&lt;br /&gt;Eu zic ca merita sa-ti acorzi putin timp pt o discutie cu tine insuti pt a-ti clarifica orice sentiment confuz ,orice intrebare la care nu ai inca un raspuns,cat si ce poate implica o relatie in clipa de fata… pe langa “suport,grija,tandrete” precum ai zis tu, iubirea mai inseamna si rabdare.. timp,atat iti cer,daca e prea mult am sa invat sa mai pierd o data.. pt orice exista un moment portivit de a spune tot ceea ce simti…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scris de Adriana :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-8549683668442356896?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/8549683668442356896/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=8549683668442356896' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8549683668442356896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8549683668442356896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2010/01/de-adriana.html' title='De Adriana!'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-6375791919284407760</id><published>2009-12-25T16:07:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T16:11:40.292+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Craciun fericit</title><content type='html'>Iti urez Craciun Fericit, zambet, lumina, caldura, iubire, dragoste, prietenie si sa nu treci prin perioade nefaste sau negre. Ti-am spus ca la greu iti voi fi mai aproape ca atunci cand iti e bine. Nu ezita sa vorbesti cu mine doar din cauza ca tu crezi ca indiferenta ajuta. Asta e un joc cu doua sfarsituri. Trebuie sa te tii tare ca sa ajungi la capatul pe care ti-l doresti. Daca nu, e usor, foarte usor sa ajungi la capatul pe care nu ti-l doresti. Asta inseamna o relatie pentru mine. Suport, grija, tandrete. Toate gandurile bune. Sa ne vedem cu bine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O imbratisare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-6375791919284407760?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/6375791919284407760/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=6375791919284407760' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/6375791919284407760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/6375791919284407760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2009/12/craciun-fericit.html' title='Craciun fericit'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-3883550008360149112</id><published>2009-12-23T23:28:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:32:08.639+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu ai cum</title><content type='html'>Cineva inaintea ta - Taxi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asta ca sa vezi ca nu ai cum...Nici eu nu am cum, dar sunt sigur ca nici tu...Ma iubesti si ti-ai dat seama de asta, asa ca acum incerci sa ma indepartezi pentru ca te-ai putea obisnui sa fii fericita si ca ai putea sa-ti realizezi visele. Tuturor ne e frica atunci cand dorintele ni se indeplinesc. Mie imi e frica de faptul ca te-as putea pierde inainte de a te fi castigat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Tezeul/db155eb53900ad.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Tezeul/db155eb53900ad.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taxi - Cineva Inaintea Ta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Blog" title="Blog"&gt;Asculta mai multe audio Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I:&lt;br /&gt;N-ai cum sa te prefaci ca nu exist&lt;br /&gt;N-ai cum sa spui ca vii si sa nu mai vii niciodata, nu, nu&lt;br /&gt;N-ai cum sa uiti ca e ziua mea.&lt;br /&gt;Cineva inaintea ta era experta in asa ceva.&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca n-ai cum sa ma ranesti&lt;br /&gt;Cineva inaintea ta a facut asta deja inaintea ta&lt;br /&gt;N-ai cum sa ma ranesti&lt;br /&gt;Dar ai putea, in schimb, sa ma iubesti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II:&lt;br /&gt;N-ai cum sa ma lasi singur de Sarbatori&lt;br /&gt;N-ai cum sa nu ma-asculti si sa nu vorbesti o zi intreaga, nu, nu&lt;br /&gt;N-ai cum sa te joci cu viata mea&lt;br /&gt;Cineva inaintea ta era experta in asa ceva.&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca n-ai cum sa ma ranesti&lt;br /&gt;Cineva inaintea ta a facut asta deja inaintea ta&lt;br /&gt;N-ai cum sa ma ranesti&lt;br /&gt;Dar ai putea, in schimb, sa ma iubesti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III:&lt;br /&gt;Nu, nu, n-ai cum sa ma ranesti&lt;br /&gt;Cineva inaintea ta a facut asta deja inaintea ta&lt;br /&gt;N-ai cum sa ma ranesti&lt;br /&gt;Dar ai putea, in schimb, sa ma iubesti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-3883550008360149112?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/3883550008360149112/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=3883550008360149112' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/3883550008360149112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/3883550008360149112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2009/12/nu-ai-cum.html' title='Nu ai cum'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-4991647854118231</id><published>2009-12-18T01:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T01:39:27.266+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Taxi</title><content type='html'>Reiau acum povestea aia veche cu sufletul pereche&lt;br /&gt;Se zice ca fiecare are undeva, undeva in lumea asta,&lt;br /&gt;Jumatatea sa.&lt;br /&gt;Eu, deocamdata, imi impart singuratatea-n doua:&lt;br /&gt;Iau eu jumatate si jumatate imi las mie.&lt;br /&gt;Ce bine o sa-mi fie, deocamdata.&lt;br /&gt;Da' stiu c-odata si-odata trebuie sa te gasesc.&lt;br /&gt;Recunosc, n-am puterea sa te recunosc.&lt;br /&gt;Jumatatea mea, cantecul asta-i pentru tine,&lt;br /&gt;Asculta-l bine si cauta-ma tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refren:&lt;br /&gt;Cand voi veni, inseamna ca m-ai chemat&lt;br /&gt;Cand te voi auzi, inseamna ca m-ai strigat,&lt;br /&gt;Cand voi fi, inseamna ca m-ai dorit,&lt;br /&gt;Cand te voi gasi, inseamna ca m-ai cautat.&lt;br /&gt;Cauta-ma tu ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II:&lt;br /&gt;Si daca e asa si cred ca e asa&lt;br /&gt;Inseamna ca pan' acum, jumatatea mea,&lt;br /&gt;Am trait pe jumatate, am visat pe jumatate&lt;br /&gt;Si am pierdut o jumatate din viata fara sa-mi dau seama.&lt;br /&gt;Crezi ca-i simpla drama, gandeste-te,&lt;br /&gt;In definitiv e si a ta.&lt;br /&gt;Recunosc, n-am puterea sa te recunosc.&lt;br /&gt;Jumatatea mea, cantecul asta-i pentru tine,&lt;br /&gt;Asculta-l bine si cauta-ma tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refren:..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III:&lt;br /&gt;Nu prea merg pe la prieteni vechi Sa-ntreb ce sa fac.&lt;br /&gt;Stiu ca nu pot sa imi spuna nimic&lt;br /&gt;Si atunci astept sa vina totul de la tïne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I3iE2tqSqFM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I3iE2tqSqFM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-4991647854118231?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/4991647854118231/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=4991647854118231' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/4991647854118231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/4991647854118231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2009/12/taxi.html' title='Taxi'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-2368301074531714520</id><published>2009-12-18T01:18:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T01:29:48.689+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Suflet</title><content type='html'>Sunt deja 3 zile de cand nu ti-am mai vorbit si nu mi-ai mai vorbit. Ma simt trist si dezolat, dar absenta ta imi da putere, intr-un fel. Zi de zi, lipsa ta ma face sa ma gandesc si mai mult la tine, sa fii prezenta in gandurile mele si mai mult, imaginea chipului tau privindu-ma ma urmareste peste tot. Te vad in toate locurile, te vad peste tot...stii melodia...si te caut in toate femeile...si nu te gasesc pentru ca tu esti singura de care-mi pasa...si de care vreau sa-mi pese...sper ca acest mesaj sa ajunga si la inima ta si sa te convinga sa petrecem impreuna cateva zile minunate. Sa fiu al tau si sa fii a mea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi e dor de tine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al tau,&lt;br /&gt;Bogdan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/soarece/4c726bfa7102e3.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/soarece/4c726bfa7102e3.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taxi - te caut in toate femeile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica" title="Muzica"&gt;Asculta mai multe audio Muzica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-2368301074531714520?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/2368301074531714520/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=2368301074531714520' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/2368301074531714520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/2368301074531714520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2009/12/suflet.html' title='Suflet'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-9036481132573341891</id><published>2009-12-04T00:52:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T00:52:49.699+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Liniste...Lucian Blaga</title><content type='html'>Atâta linişte-i în jur de-mi pare că aud&lt;br /&gt;cum se izbesc de geamuri razele de lună.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, cine ştie - suflete,-n ce piept îţi vei cânta&lt;br /&gt;şi tu odată peste veacuri&lt;br /&gt;pe coarde dulci de linişte,&lt;br /&gt;pe harfă de-ntuneric - dorul sugrumat&lt;br /&gt;şi frânta bucurie de viaţă? Cine ştie? &lt;br /&gt;Cine ştie?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-9036481132573341891?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/9036481132573341891/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=9036481132573341891' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/9036481132573341891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/9036481132573341891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2009/12/linistelucian-blaga.html' title='Liniste...Lucian Blaga'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-2072328546611561670</id><published>2009-12-04T00:42:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T00:49:30.364+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Siempre en mi mente....</title><content type='html'>4 Decembrie 2009&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Buna seara, draga mea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am sa ma adresez in special iubitei mele, spunandu-i ca imi este dor de ea, spunandu-i ca-mi lipseste vocea ei, spunandu-i ca totusi ii simt caldura ce mi-o transmite cand se gandeste la mine... Astazi nu am vorbit cu tine, fizic, dar gandurile noastre s-au tot lovit...s-au tot ciocnit si au produs scantei...asa cum spune si melodia de muuuult timp tu eres siempre en mi mente...Nu vreau sa te mai scot din mintea mea...ai un loc special aici...ma gandesc la tine in fiecare secunda...inima-mi bate de fiecare data mai puternic cand imi aduc aminte in ce fel ne invaluia lumina lunii deasupra Dejului...Nu am sa uit nicicand cat de frumos ne statea deasupra tuturor...nu voi uita niciodata expresia fetei tale cand te sarut...nu voi uita nicicand culoarea buzelor tale si nu-ti voi uita nicicand vocea calda atunci cand imi soptesti la ureche cat de mult tii la mine... Am planuri draga mea...am multe planuri ce ne includ pe amandoi...De abia astept sa te vad...imi lipsesti tare mult...vreau sa te sarut...vreau sa fii a mea...vreau sa fim impreuna...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : am sa vin sa te vad...in seara asta...si am sa-ti fur o sarutare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al tau pt vesnicie,&lt;br /&gt;Bogdan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Smdheq8UjPI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Smdheq8UjPI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-2072328546611561670?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/2072328546611561670/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=2072328546611561670' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/2072328546611561670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/2072328546611561670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2009/12/siempre-en-mi-mente.html' title='Siempre en mi mente....'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-6771072317959224159</id><published>2009-12-01T00:32:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:51:50.194+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/SxRMaDyUC-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/BDWy96Z72_k/s1600/291120091883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/SxRMaDyUC-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/BDWy96Z72_k/s320/291120091883.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410033062955453410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si iata ca am ajuns...am ajuns la tine draga mea...si desi tu spui ca nu am aratat nici o emotie..pot spune ca eram atat de emotionat ca m-am blocat...nu stiam ce sa mai fac pe unde sa mai ma intorc pe unde sa dispar ca sa nu par emotionat...eram si inca sunt...iti vorbesc cu emotie, iti scriu cu emotie, ma gandesc la tine cu emotie...te sarut cu emotie...te imbratisez cu emotie...imi tremura fiecare particica din mine cand ma gandesc la tine...tremur tot din cap pana-n picioare...In prima fractiune de secunda in care te-am simtit...te-am cunoscut...am stiut ca esti tu fara sa te vad...inima mea s-a intors spre inima ta...sufletul meu s-a regasit...s-a reintregit...de aia sunt fericit...sunt fericit ca acum suntem doi...Sa te simt in bratele mele a fost cea mai mare realizare de-a mea...sa te simt respirand pe pieptul meu a fost ce-a mai frumoasa intamplare...sa te sarut a fost cea mai arzatoare intamplare...sa te vad...mai frumos ca price spectacol natural...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunt atat de fericit incat nu ma gandesc la altceva decat la tine...tot ce pot sa scriu acum ar fi doar numele tau...Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana Adriana &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nu am sa uit niciodata cand m-ai imbratisat deasupra tuturor...aproape de luna... aproape de cer...am fost aproape de paradis...am fost aproape de extaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt al tau pentru totdeauna...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-6771072317959224159?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/6771072317959224159/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=6771072317959224159' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/6771072317959224159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/6771072317959224159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2009/12/si-iata-ca-am-ajuns.html' title=''/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/SxRMaDyUC-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/BDWy96Z72_k/s72-c/291120091883.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-8801583871119566329</id><published>2009-11-29T10:03:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T02:38:16.514+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Prima impresie, prima secunda, prima zi</title><content type='html'>si am ajuns, o noapte perfecta alaturi de persoana pe care o visasem de atatea ori. E mai frumoasa ca in poze, zambetul ii este nemaipomenit, gropitele ei m.au fermecat. Ma simt ca in cele mai frumoase vise de ale mele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postat via Nokia N82&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-8801583871119566329?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/8801583871119566329/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=8801583871119566329' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8801583871119566329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8801583871119566329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2009/11/prima-impresie-prima-secunda-prima-zi.html' title='Prima impresie, prima secunda, prima zi'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-3169589508656469260</id><published>2009-11-28T00:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:52:10.760+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zqu_EKqFouo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zqu_EKqFouo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conexiuni - Tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pt tine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-3169589508656469260?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/3169589508656469260/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=3169589508656469260' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/3169589508656469260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/3169589508656469260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2009/11/tu.html' title='Tu!'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-6832062292890419794</id><published>2009-11-28T00:43:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:51:02.313+02:00</updated><title type='text'>28 noiembrie 2009</title><content type='html'>28 noiembrie 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ora 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Adriana Smile&lt;br /&gt;"Dupa-amiaza aveti ocazia sa rezolvati o problema sentimentala care va framanta de ceva timp. "&lt;br /&gt;mai esti ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Eu: sunt, visez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adriana Smile&lt;br /&gt;hmm 2&lt;br /&gt;stii ca sunt o fire mai superstitioasa&lt;br /&gt;sau cel putin imi place sa cred unele tampenii si tocmai de aceea mi se si intampla&lt;br /&gt;o fi un lucru bun sau nu lipsa de ocupatie sau curiozitate dar imi place&lt;br /&gt;uite ce imi mai zice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Eu: ce?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adriana Smile&lt;br /&gt;Iti lipsesc mult noutatea, entuziasmul si exaltarea. Nu esti insa o fire care se da batuta cu una cu doua. Iti aduci aminte ca atunci cand iti doreai cu adevarat ceva, luptai pana in panzele albe ca sa-l obtii? Ce te impiedica sa faci din zilele de 28-29 noiembrie cele mai incitante din viata ta?&lt;br /&gt;chiar mi-am pierdut entuziasmul in uiltimul timp si ma refer la sanatate. la starile pe care le-am avut&lt;br /&gt;nu m-am simtit excelent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adriana Smile&lt;br /&gt;si da.. o noutate sunt abonata la n siteuri pt horoscop si care mi se potriveste mai bine si ma bine dispunde de dimineata pe acela il adopt intreaga zi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciudat asa-i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eu: e foarte ciudat de placut&lt;br /&gt;e ca si cum ne-ar fi scris sa se intample asa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adriana Smile&lt;br /&gt;ca un horoscop al vietii&lt;br /&gt;oricum.. o carte tot scriu pt mine pt noi&lt;br /&gt;nu mi pasa indiferent de .. orice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eu : de aia nu ne-am intalnit pana acum...ne era scris sa ne intalnim pe 28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adriana Smile&lt;br /&gt;exact&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;sa vezi ce iti spune tie&lt;br /&gt;esti curios?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eu: sunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adriana Smile&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;de ce?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eu : pt ca m-ai facut sa fiu curios&lt;br /&gt;si sa aud ca-mi spune de bine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adriana Smile&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;de bine de nu...&lt;br /&gt;poate se potrivesc&lt;br /&gt;tu simti mai bine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eu: imi spune de tine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adriana Smile&lt;br /&gt;n semnul Leului, incepand cu ziua de luni, Luna se muta in sectorul relatiilor, iar Vineri si Sambata se muta in cea de a noua casa, a calatoriilor, favorizand acest aspect. Leii implicati intr-o relatie vor avea parte de o saptamana calda si frumoasa, chiar daca oarecum traversata de o unda de nedumerire. Rationalul Leu nu-si poate explica de unde ii parvine efuziunea asta de sentimente si ce-i cu atata iubirea in inima lui. De ce simte atata iubire si de ce vrea cu orice pret sa o impartaseasca cu partenerul sau? De unde si pana unde conexiunea asta profunda si intensa intre ei doi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eu: esti fenomenala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adriana Smile&lt;br /&gt;stai&lt;br /&gt;nu i tot&lt;br /&gt;pai unde-i misterul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eu: mai ai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adriana Smile&lt;br /&gt;Pana acum, totul era echilibrat, masurat, moderat si controlabil. Acum, Leul actioneaza conform dorintelor partenerului si nu spune “nu” cand acesta ii propune o scurta vacanta la sfarsit de saptamana, ba chiar accepta bucuros si entuziasmat de niste planuri asa spontane. Nu este cazul sa te ingrijorezi pentru nimic si sa crezi ca treci printr-o puternica criza de depersonalizare. Nu pierzi nimic. Nu te pierzi. Totul este despre dragoste. Despre felul in care te-a atins pe tine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Eu: nu pierd nimic...te-am castigat pe tine....si sunt cel mai fericit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adriana Smile&lt;br /&gt;caci e prea mare coincidenta&lt;br /&gt;de fapt horoscopul meu nu ma inseala never&lt;br /&gt;ce frumos a spus asa-i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eu: atunci ce e scris mai sus demonstreaza faptul ca suntem facuti unul pentru celalalt 5&lt;br /&gt;nu e frumos...e exceptional...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adriana Smile&lt;br /&gt;doamne...&lt;br /&gt;ceva ireal&lt;br /&gt;dar totusi adevarat&lt;br /&gt;ceva ce respira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eu:ti-am zis eu ca exista o legatura intre noi...am simtit-o de mult&lt;br /&gt;in special acel raspuns la durerea ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adriana Smile&lt;br /&gt;asa e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eu: asta e cel mai interesant...sa avem asemenea sentimente fara sa ne cunoastem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adriana Smile&lt;br /&gt;daaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMOCHINUL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuvantul care te guverneaza: Sensibilitate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esti o fiinta sociala in adevaratul sens al cuvantului, care iubeste viata, prietenii, dansul si distractia. Ai talent artistic si o inteligenta mare prin care iesi in evidenta. Adori libertatea, calatoriile si orele de comoditate si relaxare impreuna cu persoana iubita. Iti place mult sa te joci cu copiii. Tii mult la independenta ta. Urasti certurile, la fel si contradictiile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in zodiacul druidic&lt;br /&gt;depsre mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-6832062292890419794?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/6832062292890419794/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=6832062292890419794' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/6832062292890419794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/6832062292890419794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2009/11/28-noiembrie-2009.html' title='28 noiembrie 2009'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-8384029063297180777</id><published>2009-11-28T00:31:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:37:34.113+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mintea unui om</title><content type='html'>Mintea unui om poate zbura in sute si mii de directii,&lt;br /&gt;ii poate juca feste sau ii poate aduce numai bucurii,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mintea unui om poate face multe lucruri,&lt;br /&gt;dar nu poate iubi, si daca ar incerca sa iubeasca ar face o obsesie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mintea unui om este cel mai important bun pe care acesta il poate avea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mintea unui om e o comoara, pentru ca acolo pastrezi toate gandurile frumoase si toate secretele ascunde exact ca in cazul unui cufar ascuns intr-o nava pierduta pe fundul oceanului dar un nimic fara sufletul unui om,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mintea unui om e batuta de vantul tristetii daca nu se destainuie altei minti de om,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mintea unui om poate fi golita de continut numai dupa ce iti inchei socotelile cu viata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mintea si sufletul meu sunt la tine, suntem unul, suntem o minte si un suflet separati in doua corpuri ce incearca sa se aduca impreuna la fiecare atingere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suntem noi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z8zbfF6Lv2I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" 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quero&lt;br /&gt;E até mais do que espero&lt;br /&gt;Encontrar em alguém&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mulher que eu amo&lt;br /&gt;Tem um lindo sorriso&lt;br /&gt;É tudo que eu preciso&lt;br /&gt;Pra minha alegria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mulher que eu amo&lt;br /&gt;Tem nos olhos a calma&lt;br /&gt;Ilumina minha alma&lt;br /&gt;É o sol do meu dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem a luz das estrelas&lt;br /&gt;E a beleza da flor&lt;br /&gt;Ela é minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Ela é o meu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mulher que eu amo&lt;br /&gt;É o ar que eu respiro&lt;br /&gt;E nela eu me inspiro&lt;br /&gt;Pra falar de amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando vem pra mim&lt;br /&gt;É suave como a brisa&lt;br /&gt;E o chão que ela pisa&lt;br /&gt;Se enche de flor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mulher que eu amo&lt;br /&gt;Enfeita a minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Meus sonhos realiza&lt;br /&gt;Me faz tanto bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu amor é pra mim&lt;br /&gt;O que há de mais lindo&lt;br /&gt;Se ela está sorrindo&lt;br /&gt;Eu sorrio também&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo nela é bonito&lt;br /&gt;Tudo nela é verdade&lt;br /&gt;E com ela eu acredito&lt;br /&gt;Na felicidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo nela é bonito&lt;br /&gt;Tudo nela é verdade&lt;br /&gt;E com ela eu acredito&lt;br /&gt;Na felicidade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AJRJO2qaFmQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AJRJO2qaFmQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright Roberto Carlos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AJRJO2qaFmQ&amp;feature=PlayList&amp;p=3D7A7DB7BDD7DB6D&amp;index=30"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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noi'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-3280569415856311531</id><published>2009-11-01T19:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:00:11.447+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A.'/><title type='text'>Some english thoughts for you...</title><content type='html'>The sky, the clouds, the sun, the day, the moon, the night, the nature, the stars, there are all worthless without you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you because you don't do stupid things, &lt;br /&gt;i love you because you are like me, &lt;br /&gt;i love you because you miss me, &lt;br /&gt;i love you because you understand me, &lt;br /&gt;i love you because you have a great smile, &lt;br /&gt;i love you because you dream about me, &lt;br /&gt;i love you because you complete me, &lt;br /&gt;i love you because you are the one i've been looking for, &lt;br /&gt;i love you because you know what to cry is, &lt;br /&gt;i love you because you talk to me, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you because you love me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-3280569415856311531?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/3280569415856311531/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=3280569415856311531' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/3280569415856311531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/3280569415856311531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-english-thoughts-for-you.html' title='Some english thoughts for you...'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-1995958950708515591</id><published>2009-10-15T16:59:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T18:20:17.311+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Montevideo, Buenos Aires</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://pagesperso-orange.fr/voyage.camping.car/images/porteurs/vw/comby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 161px;" src="http://pagesperso-orange.fr/voyage.camping.car/images/porteurs/vw/comby.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si iata ca iar m-am intors, de data asta nu voi scrie despre ce rau e sa fii departe sau cat de bine e sa te plimbi pe nu stiu unde. De data asta voi scrie despre o poveste adevarata ce pare sa fie inspirata dintr-un roman cu politisti. Adica o mare minciuna. Stiti deja ca minciuna pentru mine e inexistenta si ca nu fac din ea o chestiune ce merita importanta. Dar in fine sa revenim la excursia mea, caci despre voi scrie in cele ce urmeaza, magnifica excursie de la Porto Alegre, la Punta del Este, Montevideo, Buenos Aires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziua 1&lt;br /&gt;Intarziem plecarea cu 2 ore datorita unei probleme minore, traficul,si pierdem un camarad pe motiv ca nu-i place sa astepte mai ales cand este in situatie de a-l fi asteptat de nenumarate ori mai mult de doua ore. In cele din urma ne strangem 8 persoane, ne imbarcam intr-un VW Komby si plecam la drum. Primii 400 de km nimic straniu, lumea foarte linistita si foarte calma pana cand un nebun se hotaraste sa deschida o sticla de cachaça, bautura spirtoasa, asemanatoare la gust cu rachiul, cu deosebirea ca ei nu beau cachaça pura, ci intr-o combinatie savuroasa numita de specialisti caipirinha. Dintr-o singura strofocare nebunul, a golit jumatate de sticla, cerandu-i apoi soferului sa opreasca masinuta. Am oprit la prima benzinarie si lumea s-a pus pe fumat. Unul singur statea departe si sprijinea masina. Nu era ametit ci doar tinea la distanta tutunul. Am plecat ma departe dar nu inainte de a bate doua cuie in podeaua masinii. Eram prea ametiti. M-am trezit in ziua a 2-a intr-o alta benzinarie la vreo 10 km de granita cu Uruguai, fara benzina, si culmea fara angajati in benzinarie. Am asteptat acolo vreo 2-3 ore, pana cand cineva s-a indurat sa-si curme somnul si sa ne salveze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziua 2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aparent fara probleme, la granita cu Uruguai am fost intorsi in Brazilia pentru ca nu aveam nu stiu ce tichet de iesire. Ne-am conformat, am revenit, am trecut granita si am ajuns la Punta del Este. Toate bune si frumoase pana cand ne-am ratacit la intoarcerea spre drumul national. Slava Domnului ca am o memorie fantastica si am putut reconstrui drumul. Incepusem sa conduc. M-am oprit in Montevideo pentru a da o raita si pentru a vedea ce minunatii ascunde acel oras. Spre surpriza mea, bulevardul central din Montevideo seamana izbitor de mult cu Magheru, singura deosebire fiind aceea ca Magheru al lor este mai stramt. Pornim din loc, si ne indreptam spre Colonia, apoi Fray Bentos, cel putin acesta era planul. Cu cativa km inainte de Colonia, ma decid sa fac o oprire intr-un oras fantoma. O benzinarie, cativa oameni, ii intreb despre Fray Bentos, iar ei imi spun ca podul din acest oras spre Argentina este inchis de mai bine de 2 ani. Ce-i de facut? Ocolire de vreo 200 de km, in fine nu conteaza. Dupa Cateva sute de km, ajungem in Paysandu, trecem granita fara niciun incident, mergem alti 200 de km, moment in care mi se face somn, trag pe dreapta si-l las pe alt sofer sa conduca ultimii 100 de km pana la Buenos Aires. Condusesem peste 670 de km in acea zi, si mai mult, veneam dupa o noapte extrem de agitata. Prietenii stiu de ce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziua 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu apuc sa dorm prea mult, pentru ca sunt trezit la intrarea in Buenos Aires, cand toata lumea striga nelamurita: Bogdaaaaan, unde este hotelul? Bogdan cheaun, isi spune lui, voi sunteti nebuni? e prima oara cand sunt in Buenos Aires, prima oara cand vad strada asta si prima oara cand GPS-ul ramane fara baterie. Nah, se intampla. Dupa cateva minute bune ajungem la hotel, ne inregistram, petrecem cateva ore impreuna pe coridor pentru ca nu aveam niciun pesos argentinian implicit nu ne puteam plati darile, iar pe la orele 14-15 dupa ceva ore de asteptare, ma intind in patul de-abia platit si ma voi ridica undeva in jurul orelor 22 cand dupa o inspectie amanuntita observ ca am fost lasat singur de toti cei 7 prieteni ai mei. Cum mie imi sare tandara destul de repede, am decis ca e mai bine sa dorm in continuare si uite asa m-am trezit in ziua a 4-a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziua 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-am trezit destul de repede, ora 9, un dus rapid, spalat pe dinti, mic dejun, spalat de dinti iar, m-am strecurat afara din hotel fara stirea celorlati si am bantuit cam 8 ore de nebun prin minunata aglomerare urbana numita Buenos Aires. Nimic suspect, nimic straniu, doar ca am mers pe jos cam 35 de km si ca si acest oras seamana cu orice alt oras European, mai putin zona numita La Boca, faimaoasa zona cu baraci suspendate de diferite culori. Seara, ii insotesc pe ceilalti la un club dar nu inainte de a fi avut propria petrecere in camera de hotel, la care ni s-au alaturat alti calatori, un englez, Ryan, un israelian, Idan, si multi altii. Englezul este din Liverpool, iar cand m-a auzit cantand You'll never walk alone, am devenit cel mai bun prieten pe care un englez il poate avea. Se stiu animozitatile dintre romani si englezi. Idan, israelianul, are afeceri in Romanica, ceea ce face din el un investitor nemaipomenit, si un eventual partener de afaceri. Noaptea se termina intr-un club relativ scump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziua 5 - ziua cand in Romania era 13.10, Marti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decidem sa plecam spre Brazilia in jurul orei 14, dar nu inainte de a vedea La Boca, Recoletta, cimitirul nu stiu care, si mormantul Evei Peron. Cum Bogdan iar s-a enervat la culmea, din pricina crizei de nervi, a uitat sa stinga farurile. Dupa 2 ore, am revenit la masina, si ca sa vezi surpriza, BATERIA era moarta. :D . Nah ca v-am facut-o. Acum voi trebuie sa ma asteptati. Si uite asa, am plecat in cautarea unui service auto, cautare ce a durat mai mult de 3 ore pentru ca luni a fost o sarbatoare catolica si lumea era libera. Am gasit in cele din urma un taximan, ce s-a oferit sa ne ajute, am ajuns la locul unde masina era parcata, si ce sa vezi, indienii reparasera deja bateria, era deja reincarcata si gata de drum. Am platit 100 de pesos pentru aceasta aventura. Am parasit Buenos Aires in jurul orei 18. Aglomeratie maxima desi bulevardul lor avea 7 benzi, doar pentru un singur sens. Am iesit pe autostrada si dupa 130 de km surpriza: filtru de politie. Tot eu conduceam :D. Am oprit, am dat actele, s-a uitat cu nedumerire la permisul meu auto, s-a uitat la persoanele din masina, moment dupa care m-a rugat sa ma dau jos din masina si sa-l insotesc la sectie. :D. M-am conformat, am intrat in sectie, mi-a prezentat infractiunile incalcate : lipsa centurilor de siguranta la pasageri, si lipsa benzilor reflectorizante pe spoilerul masinii. Amenda: nepretuita 1800 de pesos argentinieni ceea ce face cam 450 de dolari. M-am plans o ora intreaga, spunandu-i diferite chestii: domnule sunt roman, Romania e o tara saraca, fara prea multe oportunitati, de aia sunt in Brazilia, am o bursa foarte mica, am cheltuit banii facand turism, am cheltuit pe bateria masinii, iar politaiul s-a induplecat si a scazut amenda de la 450 de dolari la 200. In continuare m-am mentinut pe pozitie ferm si neconvins, a scazut la 100 de dolari. In fine dupa o ora jumatate de tratative, ne-a amentinat ca vom plati amenda la iesirea din Argentina. Am acceptat aceasta provocare si ne-am continuat drumul inca 200 de km, pana la prima benzinarie. Buimaci de somn, nu au intrebat daca accepta card de credit, asa ca am facut plinul dar nu aveam cu ce sa platim. Am pierdut o ora incercand sa-l convingem pe proprietar sa accepte reali brazilieni sau cel putin 20 de euro. In cele din urma a acceptat si ne-am continuat drumul pana la urmatoarea benzinarie. Gasolina por favor ! Gas oil ou nafta? Gasolina! aha...dupa 15 litri pusi in rezervor. Gasolina e nafta e gas oil e diesel. CUUUUUUUUUM? Doamne ce argentinieni. Am completat cu alti 15 litri de benzina, numai ca acum masina mea mergea cu 100 km la ora cu pedala apasata la maxim si scotea un fum de nedescris. O alta problema a fost ca la un moment dat drumul se bifurca si nu exista niciun semn asa ca am decis sa merg inainte, am mers vreo 60 de km prin pustietate, nivelul benzinei scadea si nu stiam ce sa mai fac, cand ce sa vezi, o benzinarie a aparut ca prin minune, am intrebat cam pe unde sunt, unde e granita si mi s-a raspuns ca la cam 100 de km. Perfect. Continui drumul, dupa 60 de km o alta bifurcatie si de data aceasta niciun semn. Perfect din nou. O iau la dreapta merg vreo 50 de km, nici urma de granita moment la care ma decid sa ma intorc. 100 de km degeaba. Ajung la aceeasi intersectie, trec de ea si dupa 2-3 km vad semnul : BRASIL - 50 Km. :)) Nemaipomenit. Cu 20 de km inainte de vama, un alt filtru al politiei. SI ca sa vezi, de data aceasta nimic suspect, nici o problema nimic nimic, curati ca lacrima. PFFFF. Granita: niciun incident toate bune si frumoase, nicio amenda nimic, mai ca sa vezi ce al dracu e romanul. :)) Nu ne-am ratacit in Argentina dar ne-am ratacit prin Brazilia. Un drum ce trebuia facut in  7 ore a durat mai mult de 14. Eu am condus din Buenos Aires pana in Uruguaiana (granita Brazilia-Argentina) cam 850 de km in 7 ore. cu toate incidentele mai sus povestite. Iar ceilalti au condus 700 de km in 14 ore. Ce noroc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam astea au fost aventurile mele din week-endul trecut si sper sa va distrati copios. Toate cele bune sa ne revedem cu bine si fara amenzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Data viitoare am sa iau avionul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-1995958950708515591?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/1995958950708515591/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=1995958950708515591' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/1995958950708515591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/1995958950708515591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2009/10/montevideo-buenos-aires.html' title='Montevideo, Buenos Aires'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-7884913665486215446</id><published>2009-08-13T23:31:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T23:36:40.730+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Planuri?!</title><content type='html'>Si iata ca iar au trecut cateva luni bune pana sa ma apuc iar de scris...nu este vorba ca nu am despre ce scrie...dar nu mereu vreau sa pun pe tapet toate simtamintele trairile si experientele de zi cu zi...le las sa se adune ca sa spicuiesc ce este mai interesant, mai dureros si mai moralizator. Cum am mai spus pana acum, acest blog ii este dedicat ei A., o faptura minunata ce nu inceteaza sa ma uimeasca sa ma faca fericit sa ma faca sa simt ca traiesc si totodata sa imi aduca aminte de fiecare data ca cineva acolo sus a avut grija ca noi doi sa ne intalnim. Si cu toate astea imi este asa de dor de ea...nu i-am mai auzit vocea de 2 luni aproximativ, si nici nu cred ca o voi auzi pentru inca 3 luni...pff...o eternitate...am atatea planuri si atatea lucruri de facut ca acum ma intreb ce m-a facut sa accept aceasta provocare. Ma bucur ca am plecat si ca am venit aici, dar in acelasi timp ma intristez cand imi aduc aminte de planurile puse pe hold. Ma intristez cand imi aduc aminte ca i-am povestit de atatea ori de excursiile noastre si ca vom vedea multe lucruri vara asta si apoi eu am disparut. Lasa draga mea...am sa ma revansez eu candva...curand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam atat am de zis pentru moment...&lt;br /&gt;Sa ne revedem cu bine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-7884913665486215446?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/7884913665486215446/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=7884913665486215446' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/7884913665486215446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/7884913665486215446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2009/08/planuri.html' title='Planuri?!'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-5513705960498555124</id><published>2009-05-23T00:59:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T01:02:23.015+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A.ei 2</title><content type='html'>Cele mai adevarate trairi sunt cele la care nu astepti, cele mai importante vorbe sunt cele spuse cu inima nu cu buzele, cele mai fericite momente sunt cele in care persoana de langa tine simte ca e fericita. Fericirea mea exista doar daca existi si tu, iaar vorbele mele au insemnatate doar daca le auzi tu. Astazi vorbele tale mi-au cucerit din nou faptura si au aruncat-o departe in lumea viselor si a dorintelor : "stii ca zambetul celor care sufera poate fi mult mai dureros decat lacrimile celor care plang." ...mi-era dor de tine ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-5513705960498555124?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/5513705960498555124/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=5513705960498555124' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/5513705960498555124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/5513705960498555124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2009/05/aei-2.html' title='A.ei 2'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-1297051182724805964</id><published>2009-04-22T00:18:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T00:33:11.670+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A.ei</title><content type='html'>Mi-era asa de dor de scris, mi-a lipsit asa de mult aceasta particica a vietii mele de mult terminata, dar pe masura ce avansez imi dau seama ca sunt lucruri de care nu pot scapa niciodata. Lucruri pe care le visam sa le fac inca de cand eram de-o schioapa. Visam sa pot scrie o poezie, visam sa pot scrie cateva randuri din care sa reiasa tot ce simt eu pentru persoanele speciale din viata mea. Curios este ca de catva timp in viata mea este o persoana care a devenit speciala putin cate putin. Un lucru ce a venit fara a-l fi cerut dar pe care acum nu-l pot vedea existand in afara spatiului meu de cunoastere. Desi mereu trecem prin stari noi si prin perioade de apropiere fara margini exista si perioade in care nu-mi ramane decat sa ma visez langa ea, si asta pentru ca nu ma satur nicicand de vorbele ei calde si putine. E aproape uimitor cate cuvinte folosim pentru a ne intelege si ce e si mai uimitor e faptul ca ne intelegem fara sa vorbim. :D Uimitor mai este si coincidenta de care ne lovim zi de zi atunci cand ne intalnim. Avem aceleasi ganduri, aceleasi fantezii si vise, aceleasi idealuri si aceleasi dorinte. E greu de crezut ca exista un suflet pereche sau ca exista in aceasta o lume o pereche numai a ta. Si e si mai greu de crezut ca ai gasit-o asa de usor. De aceea ne este teama. Da am zis bine ne este. Si mie imi este teama si ei ii este teama. Mie mi-e teama ca as putea ramane fara ea fara a o fi cunoscut indeajuns de mult pentru a considera ca am epuizat toate visurile legate de noi si ei ii este frica de faptul ca as putea fi ceea ce nu-si doreste. Pana acum sentimentele mele i-au demonstrat contrariul si faptul ca intr-un anume fel, specific numai ei, imi raspunde acestor sentimente dar ceea ce este si mai ciudat e ca simt un fel de vraja ce ne leaga pe amandoi. O vraja dar nu in sensul peiorativ ci intr-un fel feeric, legat de basme si de cele mai frumoase povesti de dragoste. Desi am incercat sa scriu de mai multe ori de data aceasta ma simt cel mai inspirat pentru ca povestea noastra se bazeaza pe incredere si pe comunicare, chiar daca minimala dar asta ma face sa ma simt al ei, ma face sa ma simt ca si cum nu am exista decat noi doi si oricum acum ma gandesc numai la cum sa fim fericiti. Apropo, eu nu vad fericirea ca pe un lucru posibil ci ca pe un lucru ce mi se intampla acum, la fel ca si cu dragostea, daca astazi e de intensitate mai mica maine sigur explodeaza si ne uneste din ce in ce mai mult. Si nu m-as mai opri din scris decat atunci cand as ajunge la tine si ne-am imbratisa...imi lipsesti draga mea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-1297051182724805964?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/1297051182724805964/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=1297051182724805964' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/1297051182724805964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/1297051182724805964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2009/04/aei.html' title='A.ei'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-793831411994581095</id><published>2009-01-05T20:43:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:50:10.370+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><title type='text'>Zeitei</title><content type='html'>Incep prin a ura tuturor un an nou fericit, cu impliniri si bucurii, sanatate si multa dragoste. La multi ani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incep un an nou, spre norocul meu nu singur caci am vazut ca exista o persoana interesata de textele mele. E suficient. E chintesenta religiei mele. Sunt monoteist, iubes o singura zeita, o singura divinitate. Are puterea de a ma face fericit, am puterea de a o multumi, reuseste sa ma inveseleasca, eu ii multumesc zambindu-i cald, are puterea de a ma strange duios de mana, iar eu ii raspund printr-o sarutare. Ce poti cere altceva? Nu sunt genul de persoana care sa indrazneasca sa ceara mai mult decat stie ca va primi. Poate de aceea stagnez, sau poate nu. Poate ca zeitei mele ii place atat de mult de cum sunt acum incat vrea sa ma pastreze asa, doar pt ea, pentru totdeauna. Asa imi place sa cred. Clar este ca multumindu-i, imi dau seama de ecoul existent si care rasuna in fiecare moment al existentei noastre. Asadar...tie iti dedic primele randuri din acest an, tie zeitei mele, adulata si iubita de mine, iubitorul muritor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-793831411994581095?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/793831411994581095/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=793831411994581095' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/793831411994581095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/793831411994581095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2009/01/zeitei.html' title='Zeitei'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-781415566969308840</id><published>2008-11-23T13:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T14:07:10.018+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganduri noi</title><content type='html'>O zi...de atat a fost nevoie pentru a-mi da seama ce greseala cumplita am facut...o zi...de o zi a fost nevoie pentru a trece de la o viata insorita la una posomorata. O zi...pentru a distruge tot ce construisem in atatia ani. Acum, sufletul imi este introienit de ganduri grele si de sentimente ce nu ma lasa sa zambesc. Am gresit ingrozitor...nu mi-am tinut cuvantul..si mare dreptate aveai cand ziceai ca nu pot sa fac orice. Dar eu am sperat si inca sper. Nimic nu ma va impiedica sa nu ma gandesc la tine. Pacatul meu a fost ca am visat si ca m-am indepartat de realitate...De ce nu mi-ai zis ca nu te pot face sa vibrezi in ritmul pe care ni-l dicteaza inimile noastre, de ce nu-ti lasi sufletul sa preia controlul si sa-ti lasi creierul sa se concetreze asupra viitorului si inima asupra prezentului. Hai sa fim asa cum suntem: doi indragostiti. Hai sa nu renegam sentimentele ce ne leaga, firav e adevarat, dar ne leaga. Hai sa nu ne mai mintim ca nu poate fi nimic complex, hai sa ne acordam incredere, si nu in ultimul rand HAI SA VORBIM. Imi lipsesti enorm de mult, si pentru tine am zis sa-ti scriu acest post, sa vezi cat imi pare rau. Sad, not mad? Pai adevarul doare mereu, si daca te vei simti ranita inseamna ca acela este adevarul, iar daca vei uita ce inseamna durerea, inseamna ca ori mint prea frumos, ori dragostea ne-a orbit in asemenea hal incat nu mai putem distinge adevarul de minciuna, si totul va arata ca un vis din care nu vei vrea sa te mai trezesti nicicand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gandeste-te la tine, caci eu traiesc prin tine si prin negarea ta de a ma accepta langa tine, si de a accepta ca eu sunt mai special decat ai crezut vreodata. Sa nu uiti nicicand,draga mea, cat te iubesc si cat de dor imi e de tine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-781415566969308840?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/781415566969308840/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=781415566969308840' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/781415566969308840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/781415566969308840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2008/11/ganduri-noi.html' title='Ganduri noi'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-8943533698484580038</id><published>2008-11-03T12:21:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:35:55.080+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenirea</title><content type='html'>Si iata ca dupa cateva luni de pauza...m-am rehotarat sa revin asupra blogului meu. Sa nu crezi ca nu am avut ce scrie dar sa crezi ca tu esti cea care ma face sa revin asupra deciziei mele de a-mi infrana sentimentele si de a nu le mai expune pe toti peretii fricii si ai intregii lumi doar ca tu sa te sperii si sa fugi iar si iar si iar...m-am saturat sa stau si ma privesc din afara persoanei mele...pur si simplu nu mai suport sa stau deoparte. Nici nu mai am motiv sa stau deoparte...Acum cu adevarat am cui sa-i dedic tot ce voi scrie... Ii voi spune simplu A. A. pentru ca este prima fata, A. pentru ca asa incepe numele ei, A. pentru ca asa e cel mai bine. Pe mine A. ma inspira in fiecare zi, ma invata ceva nou mereu si intotdeauna ma "cearta" pentru nereusitele zilei in curs.&lt;br /&gt;Postul de azi este al ei intru-totul. il merita pe deplin. Desi sunt cam ruginit in ceea ce priveste scrisul, inima mea s-a mai cam dezghetat si e capabila de noi simtaminte si de noi experiente din ce in ce mai placute. Cam atat voi scrie pentru inceput....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-8943533698484580038?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/8943533698484580038/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=8943533698484580038' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8943533698484580038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8943533698484580038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2008/11/revenirea.html' title='Revenirea'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-1011291450119602901</id><published>2008-05-02T02:02:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T02:06:04.377+03:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Mai Muncitoresc</title><content type='html'>Suparari sunt, au fost si vor veni. Din prea multa dorinta si din prea mult zel iata ca ajungem la un punct in care binele ni se uraste. Nu suntem fericiti daca nu strivim, nu radem daca nu daramam, nu ne bucuram daca nu distrugem. Usor usor planurile astea malefice prind contur si fiinta mea se simte ranita. Nu dam importanta lucrurilor minore si din cauza asta nu cunostem dragostea adevarata , caci dragoste nu sta numai in fapte in cuvinte si in sentimente, dragostea sta in cele mai mici si mai fine detalii pe care de multe ori le ignoram. Atat am mai avut de spus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-1011291450119602901?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/1011291450119602901/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=1011291450119602901' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/1011291450119602901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/1011291450119602901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2008/05/1-mai-muncitoresc.html' title='1 Mai Muncitoresc'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-5370694707632940175</id><published>2008-04-30T18:47:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T19:06:23.891+03:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S. 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Scriu sub influenta a doua melodii pe care vi le voi impartasi doar pentru a va da seama de ceea ce se petrece acum cu mine la un nivel foarte profund…de fapt sunt mai multe melodii dar vi le voi spune doar pe cele doua : “Joe Cocker – You are so beautiful” si “Marco Antonio Solis – Vivir sin ti”. In plus, as vrea sa amintesc si de existenta unei fiinte angelice pe care am putut sa o captez intr-o poza…asta asa ca sa vedeti ca ingerii chiar exista…atunci cand vrei sa existe. Mi-am dat seama de curand de existenta acestei fapturi…si nu trebuie sa va ganditi ca la o fiinta supranaturala. De fapt pentru voi nu are nimic in plus fata de alte fete, dar pentru mine e speciala unica si singulara…si da pot sa spun ca e a mea…doar a mea… Fiecare secunda scursa, fiecare ora trecuta, este un chin fara sa o stiu aproape si ca sa vedeti, fiecare secunda petrecuta alaturi de ea nu zboara…nu sta pe loc ci se teleporteaza…viteze supersonice…ce repede trece timpul cand iubesti. Chiar daca nu am vazut-o de cateva zile, imaginea ei traieste nealterata printre gandurile mele acum mai limpezi ca de obicei, si nu voi face nimic ca sa o indepartez. As vrea sa-I vedeti si voi ochii calzi si clari, sa-i simtiti mangaierea usoara, sa-i mirositi pielea si sa-i pipaiti textura delicata…mmmm… ce-as vrea sa te sarut… As vrea sa ma oglindesc in ochii ei, as vrea sa-I sarut buzele uscate de atata asteptare, as vrea sa-I topesc cu un zambet gheata de pe nasucul ei mic, as vrea sa-i sarut si alunita…:P as vrea s-o imbratisez, as vrea s-o strang la piept atat de tare incat sa ne contopim sa fim unul si acelasi…. Dar ajunge cu atata dorinta, hai sa facem ceva sa se intample toate acestea. :D Va las sa ascultati si “Manau – La tribu de Dana”. Stim noi de ce:P. Si la finalul finalului voi scrie acum de fiecare data ceea ce nu trebuie uitat &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;P.S. I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-audio/zuzubv/2968b9c69bc9c8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_2968b9c69bc9c8(448, 46);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-5370694707632940175?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/5370694707632940175/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=5370694707632940175' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/5370694707632940175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/5370694707632940175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2008/04/ps-i-miss-u.html' title='P.S. I miss u'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-3326156001895314300</id><published>2008-02-28T12:42:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T12:54:40.942+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu</title><content type='html'>Un dor nebunesc imi framanta gandurile. De ce oare? Am eu motive sa am aceasta neliniste? Sunt eu impins de undeva de sus sa am aceste ganduri care nu-mi dau pace niciodata? E putin cam greu de spus din moment ce nu am niste raspunsuri. Nu m-ai ajutat. Mai mereu ma lasi cu vorbele in aer, suspendate undeva intre trecut si prezent. Te porti cu mine ca si cand as fi doar cel ce iti spune vorbe frumoase. Nu ma deranjeaza si nu ma deranjeaza nici cand imi raspunzi cu un simplu zambet pentru ca acel zambet face cat 10.000 de cuvinte de ale tale si nu zic asta doar ca un fapt divers ci doar sa-ti amintesc ca zambetul tau este alinare, implinire si bucurie. Dar asta nu inseamna ca traiesc numai pentru un zambet de-al tau. Traiesc pentru a respira odata cu tine, traiesc pentru a clipi in acelasi ritm cu tine, traiesc pentru a-ti saruta buzele uscate, traiesc pentru a-ti simti respiratia calda pe obrajul meu rece, traiesc dar doar alaturi de tine, asa ca nu cumva sa ma lasi sa a sting in singuratatea cea mai singura si cea mai obscura. Vreau sa nu ma sting si vreau sa licaresc alaturi de tine. Vreau sa ard si sa degaj caldura alaturi de tine, vreau, dar nu e suficient deoarece mai trebuie sa aud de la tine.  Simt o imensa gaura , faptul ca nu te vad si ca nu te  aud, ma distruge, ma goleste pe interior. Nu-mi dai importanta! Imi sfasii sufletul din ce in ce mai mult si nu-ti dai seama pentru ca fara sa vrei tot tu esti cea care-l lipesti la loc. Astepti dar nu astept. Vrei ca eu sa-ti ofer dar tu nu esti dispusa sa faci acelasi lucru. Vrei multe dar in acelasi timp vrei sa nu dai. Rau nu-mi pare dar se pare ca tie da. Astept o schimbare...:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-3326156001895314300?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/3326156001895314300/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=3326156001895314300' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/3326156001895314300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/3326156001895314300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2008/02/tu.html' title='Tu'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-6117327116308387352</id><published>2008-02-25T23:44:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T00:02:55.995+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Safirele</title><content type='html'>Nu stiu cum se intampla ca mereu imi vin in minte doi ochi albastri. Sunt bantuit de acesti ochi. Nu pot sa zic ca oriunde inotrc capul ii vad, dar cu siguranta pot sa zic ca atunci cand ii simt privindu-ma, o aura misterioasa ma invaluie si ca anumite sentimente uitate si ingropate revin de fiecare data. Cred ca am gresit cand am spus ca sunt bantuit as putea spune ca mai mult sunt fermecat si intrebarea e: cine nu ar fi fermecat de limpezimea, claritatea si albastrul ochilor de care va vorbesc. Sunt fermecat nu numai de ochii pe care ii vad si care ma vad, ci si de persoana posesoare a acestor doua ferestre ale sufletului. Daca ati vedea ce pistrui jucausi are, daca i-ati vedea gropitele zburdand linistite atunci cand obrajii ii zambesc. Daca i-ati vedea dar mai ales daca i-ati simti buzele arzand de dor. Eu stiu, si va spun cu cea mai mare siguranta ca asa ceva nu am mai simtit. Alunita de pe mana stanga imi face un semn prin care imi dovedeste ca este fericita atunci cand ma intalneste. Cu toate acestea, nimic nu se compara cu nasucul mic, ce parca este in cautare de alintare si sarutari dulci. Se incadreaza perfect intre acei doi ochi minunati si captivanti. Odata ce i-ai privit nu mai sunt sanse sa redevii cel ce ai fost inainte. O vraja nemaipomenita este aruncata asupra ta si nu te mai poti controla. Zilnic visezi acesti ochi, acest chip, aceasta fiinta, si singura modalitatea de a te impotrivi este sa le cedezi. Nu ai cum sa lupti impotriva lor...te lasi dus de valul albastru ce iti matura fiinta de la un cap la celalalt. Albastrul cerului este intrecut de albastrul ochilor tai, albastrul marii este depasit de albastrul ochilor, inaltimea cerului este nimic pe langa profunzimea nemaipomenita a acestor doua safire scose la suprafata de o forta supraomeneasca din adancurile nebanuite ale universului si asezate cu maiestrie pe un chip perfect incadrat de un par ca abanosul si aranjat cu grija...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-6117327116308387352?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/6117327116308387352/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=6117327116308387352' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/6117327116308387352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/6117327116308387352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2008/02/safirele.html' title='Safirele'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-8414341086604364519</id><published>2008-02-10T01:16:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T01:16:27.079+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Doi ochi</title><content type='html'>Doi ochi….doua buze…un nas…&lt;br /&gt;SI totusi nu sunt esentiale…&lt;br /&gt;Nu sunt necesare…&lt;br /&gt;Te-as iubi fara sa ai ochi…te-as iubi fara sa ai nas…te-as iubi fara sa ai buze…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar tu nu m-ai putea iubi fara a ma vedea…&lt;br /&gt;Nu ai putea sa ma iubesti fara a ma mirosi…&lt;br /&gt;Nu ai avea cum sa ma iubesti fara sa ma saruti….&lt;br /&gt;Nu…nu ai putea….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu poti sa ceri orbului sa-ti spuna cat  esti de frumoasa...&lt;br /&gt;Nu ai putea sa ii ceri mutului sa-ti spuna te iubesc…&lt;br /&gt;Nu vrei sa ii ceri surdului sa te asculte…&lt;br /&gt;Nu….Nu vrei….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar mie….mie ai putea sa-mi ceri atatea…&lt;br /&gt;Si eu ….si eu ti le-as putea oferi…&lt;br /&gt;Nu e nevoie sa-I ceri orbului….spune-mi mie…&lt;br /&gt;….e tarziu si nu-mi pare rau….&lt;br /&gt;Nu e nevoie sa ii ceri mutului…spune-mi mie…&lt;br /&gt;Te iubesc si nu-mi pare rau….&lt;br /&gt;Nu e nevoie sa ii ceri surdului…spune-mi mie….&lt;br /&gt;Te ascult…mereu….intotdeauna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caci eu sunt si surd si mut si orb….&lt;br /&gt;Dar dragostea ma invie…dragostea imi da lumina…&lt;br /&gt;Dragostea imi da culoare si paloare….&lt;br /&gt;Dragostea imi da auz….da dragostea…&lt;br /&gt;Dar fara tine nu-i….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-8414341086604364519?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/8414341086604364519/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=8414341086604364519' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8414341086604364519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8414341086604364519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2008/02/doi-ochi.html' title='Doi ochi'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-3070513730372410871</id><published>2008-02-05T00:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T00:09:01.705+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi-e foame si sete</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;De ceva vreme simt ceva nou…de fapt daca stau sa ma gandesc este un lucru vechi imbracat intr-o forma noua… mi-e foame…mi-e foame de ceva nou…mi-e foame de tine, asa ca am hotarat sa merg la colt la Happy pub de pe strada fericrii intersectata cu Bucuriei nr 13. La intrare un domn imi ia haina si o agata pe un cui ruginit uitat parca de secole in acel loc impaienjenit. Parea ca nimeni nu mai intrase acolo de ceva vreme..s-au bucurat multa vreme cand au vazut ca in sfarsit au un client…eu uimit imi primesc meniul,…dar nu inainte de a-I spune ospatarului sa-mi aduca un tic-tac. Harnic, omul isi indeplineste misiunea si cat ai clipi inhat tic-tacul si imi arunc inspre gura o pastiluta. Cer un pahar cu apa. Mi se aduce si incep sa rasfoiesc paginile murdare ale meniului…in mintea mea o poza isi facuse simtita prezenta…desi era un simplu meniu parea a fi un complicat jurnal…scris mic…inclinat spre dreapta…parea sigur scris de o mana femeiasca….era ingrijit, fara stersaturi. Pana sa ma apuc sa citesc, intra o domnisoara imbracata frumos, aranjata, privirea imi este atintita asupra ei. O palarie mica asezata frumos, schimba o infatisare terna cu una expresiva… Se apropie incetisor de mine si-mi recomanda “o tocanita de iubire cu sos de fericire si putin usturoi”…cand am auzit de usturoi am zis ca e prea devreme. Ma uit atent si ceva imi atrage atentia…Supa de inimioare cantatoare cu un strop de complacere…imi zic ce bun trebuie sa fie….mai dau o pagina si la aperitiv sta scris mare…o portie face cat 3…ce marketing ieftin…nu cred…in fine…tot sunt flamand…imi comand supa si ospatarul ma intreaba daca in loc de sare doresc putina nefericire si o gura de amaraciune…refuz…speriat se conformeaza si imi aduce intocmai ceea ce comandasem… Nu doriti si altceva…ma intreaba amabil? Un pahar de vin rosu se poate? Sigur avem Vin Trist, Vinul Vietii, Vin din Roua diminetii…cred ca voi gusta putin din Vinul Vietii… Pot sa va mai recomand pentru cel de-al doilea fel o portie de dragoste pe gratar, impanata cu ceva bucurii, stropita din belsug cu lacrimi, si arse grasimile de focul pasiunii….Hmmm…ce bine suna…dati-mi o portie va rog….Nici nu apuc sa savurez supa proaspat adusa,,,cand deodata simt un miros delicat alintandu-mi simturile…ma desfat…sunt invaluit din toate partile de o caldura imensa…imi uitasem vesta pe mine…o dau jos…iau o gura de vin…ma racoresc…Incep sa manac usurel din dragostea la gratar…vad ca frige si fara sa vreau o scap…si o tineam bine ….s-a dus…chelnerul ma avertizeaza…ai scapat-o o platesti…ma enervez…vreau sa plec…nota va rog…astept 2 minute …ma uit la masinile ce trec nestingherite prin fata barului…mai stau inca 5 min…nota nu mai vine…masinile trec odata cu viata mea…mai astept 5 min ….nota inca nu apare…ma enervez…imi iau vesta…ma duc sa-mi scot din cui haina…moment in care ospatarul…nu ati plecat? Cum sa plec daca nu am platit nota? Ce nota domnule? Nu stii ca aici, doamna in rosu plateste fiecarui client nota? Barul este al dumneai…a suferit mult din cauza dragostei…din cauza dorului…din cauza lipsei cuvintelor frumoase…si in timp ce chelnerul imi vorbea..gandul meu mi-a sarit la tine…mi-am dat seama ca nu aveam o foame fizica…aveam o foame de tine…mi-e foame de dragostea pe care ti-o purtam…mi-e foame de clipele frumoase petrecute impreuna…mi-e foame…si mi-e sete…de tine….mi-e sete de sunetele dulci pe care ti le sorbeam….mi-e sete de ochii tai limpezi….mi-e foame..mi-e sete &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-3070513730372410871?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/3070513730372410871/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=3070513730372410871' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/3070513730372410871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/3070513730372410871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2008/02/mi-e-foame-si-sete.html' title='Mi-e foame si sete'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-4118875915841517623</id><published>2008-01-18T00:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T00:43:49.689+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Incomplet</title><content type='html'>Un dram de noroc apasă pe taler, astfel acesta se înclină puţin şi în favoarea mea. Era şi timpul. Aşteptasem prea mult timp, prea multe ore le-am pierdut gândindu-mă la tine, la mine, la noi, dacă vom avea un viitor al nostru, dacă ne vom mai întâlni vreodată, daca te voi mai ţine în braţe, dacă îţi voi mai săruta buzele uscate de la vântul nepăsării, dacă îmi voi mai vedea imaginea prin ochii tăi  calzi, plini de lumină şi joacă. Mă întreb dacă şi tu....am multe întrebări.... Cu care să  încep...Cât de mult...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-4118875915841517623?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/4118875915841517623/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=4118875915841517623' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/4118875915841517623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/4118875915841517623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2008/01/incomplet.html' title='Incomplet'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-8325457868091027746</id><published>2008-01-17T18:33:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T18:38:54.117+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/R4-Dh86ezuI/AAAAAAAAABE/mCxYTXO3M3U/s1600-h/abstract_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 496px; height: 371px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/R4-Dh86ezuI/AAAAAAAAABE/mCxYTXO3M3U/s320/abstract_0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156484717672845026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   O urmă de culoare într-o viaţă mai puţin colorată,&lt;br /&gt;                                          Un curcubeu al fericirii intr-un moment trist&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-8325457868091027746?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/8325457868091027746/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=8325457868091027746' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8325457868091027746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8325457868091027746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2008/01/o-urm-de-culoare-ntr-o-via-mai-puin.html' title=''/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/R4-Dh86ezuI/AAAAAAAAABE/mCxYTXO3M3U/s72-c/abstract_0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-4499307415651462462</id><published>2008-01-14T23:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:04:48.078+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noi'/><title type='text'>Sistem</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(0, 112, 192);"&gt;EU &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;azi cersesc afectiune&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: red;"&gt;EA &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;da, dar din nefericire romantismul meu se invarteste printre circuite si s-a prins in transformatoare...sentimentele mele au ramas printre masele... i'm not in the best of shape&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EA &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai sa fugim in lume&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(0, 112, 192);"&gt;EU&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hai&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in lumea noastra&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dar nu vreau sa fug&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vreau sa raman si sa-i infrunt pe toti &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;vreau sa spargem tipare create de ani&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vreau ruperea de vise si intrarea in realitate&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e vreau mai bine zis&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am intrat in transa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: red;"&gt;EA &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in ce sens vrei?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(0, 112, 192);"&gt;EU&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in sensul cel mai pur si cel mai natural &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in sensul in care eu te iubesc si tu stii asta&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;n acelasi sens in care mergi si tu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e simplu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: red;"&gt;EA&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(0, 112, 192);"&gt;EU&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;la fel cum indicatoarele mele imi arata un scurtcircuit&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;la fel cum voltmetrul imi masoara o tensiune crescuta a valorilor dragostei&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asa cum ampermetrul imi semnalizeaza o intensitate nemaipomenita....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;la fel de urat apare o dioda...ce nu ma lasa sa trec decat printr-o singura portita&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: red;"&gt;EA &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it's wierd u know....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(0, 112, 192);"&gt;EU&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mai ramane solenoidul...ce cuvant complicat...nu e mai simplu bobina&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;si bobinez curent continuu ce-mi scorojeste firele conductoare...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;izolatorii ma dor... siguranta sare ...dap...m-am ars&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;te astept cu o noua siguranta fuzibila...setata pt intensitati si mai mari&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: red;"&gt;EA&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:X &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-4499307415651462462?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/4499307415651462462/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=4499307415651462462' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/4499307415651462462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/4499307415651462462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2008/01/sistem.html' title='Sistem'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-8827909983372660421</id><published>2008-01-14T21:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:04:27.691+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Distrugere</title><content type='html'>Incep prin a vă spune ca nu ştiu ce voi scrie. Totodată anunţ şi faptul că sunt mai trist ca de obicei. Mai am să vă spun ca starea mea se degradează. Sper ca această degradare să nu-mi fie sfârşit. Acum să nu vă speriaţi...nu vreau să dispar...vreau doar să mă schimb. "Autodistrugere" este cuvântul pe care îl aud necontenit. Nu pot să scap de obsesia ce mă urmăreşte de dincolo de fiinţa mea. Nu cred ca voi scăpa vreodată, de aceea voi încerca să o accept şi să o atrag de partea mea. Nu vreau ca un simplu vis să mă distrugă. Cer prea mult?  Unii mi-ar zice că da,  alţii mi-ar zice că nu.  Nu vreau să-i cred pe niciunii. Nu vreau să mai sper , din acest moment speranţa se îneacă în propria-i deziluzie.  Am sperat în zadar,  am  creat în zadar,  am transpirat în zadar, am iubit în zadar. Îmi aştept sfârşitul fizic pentru a vă putea râde în nas....Se pare că eu  am atins nivelul fericirii maxime prin sacrificii....VOI...sunteţi nişte mişei care încearcă să profite de  spiritualitatea altora pentru a se satisface. Sunt trist  şi-mi plânge inima...tremur în ritmul pe care lacrima îl are dinspre suflet către  exterior....Vă urăsc şi de aceea lacrima-mi rămâne a mea...De astăzi puteţi uita de "pentru mine...pentru ceilalţi" va exista doar "pentru mine" pentru hrana sufletului meu şi aşa destul măcinat pentru a vă face să simţiţi o mică parte din ceea ce eu am de oferit pentru sufletele voastre goale. Am fost pentru voi, căldură, am fost pentru voi izvor de cercetare, am fost pentru voi, iubire. De azi, sunt pentru voi frig, jale, ură. Nu voi mai arăta nimănui sentimente pe care nu le puteţi înţelege. Pretindeţi că voi sunteţi într-o căutare a celeilalte jumătăţi dar nu sunteţi capabili să o recunoaşteţi...Îmi este milă că asemenea suflete trăiesc într-un univers întunecat de faimă, bani, alcool, distracţie. Îmi va fi milă atunci când veţi realiza că nu aveţi nimic...Îmi va fi milă dar atunci va fi rândul meu să râd...Şi voi râde iar voi vă veţi prăpădi de durere şi chinuri pentru că nu aţi fost în stare să vă deschideţi sufletul aşa cum am făcut eu....În aceste clipe de deschidere, eu vă voi fi lumină, eu vă voi fi căldură, dar voi mă veţi stinge şi apoi  mă veţi arunca în frig....Habar nu aveţi că tot  eu voi fi cel care vă pot salva ...să nu uitaţi că din cauza voastră m-am autodistrus, dar mai ales să nu uitaţi că am fost EU. EU....şi atât dar am fost al vostru....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-8827909983372660421?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/8827909983372660421/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=8827909983372660421' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8827909983372660421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8827909983372660421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2008/01/distrugere.html' title='Distrugere'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-8664982081266652752</id><published>2008-01-10T21:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T21:19:34.904+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indoiala'/><title type='text'>Indoiala</title><content type='html'>Am impresia ca oamenii uita semnificatia verbului a iubi, am aceeasi impresie ca oamenii uita ce inseamna a scrie. Exact aceeasi impresie ma face sa-mi schimb parerea despre superficialism...un lucru bun e bun in sensul in care e in stare sa provoace miscari acolo inauntrul fiecaruia...Asa cum ziceam...a iubi...ce inseamna oare a iubi...? a iubi inseamna a suferi? a iubi inseamna a fi luat de fraier sau fraiera? a iubi inseamna a trada? a iubi inseamna a....? Am inteles ca daca iubesti nu e bine...te ranesti...totodata am inteles ca a iubi e prea mult....atunci cum poti spune ca esti indragostit? deja imi pun intrebari care ma depasesc...nu am nici chef si nici cunostinte pentru a raspunde la aceasta intrebare...Oricum nu e treaba mea...sa raspunda cei ce se iubesc...sa raspunda ei...eu renunt... ma las...va las pe voi....sunteti liberi de aceea am hotarat sa scrieti la comment chiar daca sunteti logati chiar daca nu....sunteti invitatii/ invitatele :D mele....Ma indoiesc ca mi-ati putea da un raspuns rezonabil...ma indoiesc ca-mi veti raspunde....dar....lucrurile sunt asa cum sunt si nu ma pauc sa le schimb eu acum....asa....sunt eu in stare sa gasesc raspunsuri daca nu sunt in stare sa le inteleg ...sunt eu in stare sa ma intreb orice daca eu nu stiu ce caut? nup asa ca nimeni nu-mi poate spune ce sa caut...EU sunt de fapt un fraier care isi pierde timpul crezand ca exista persoane care sa ma tina cont de cavalerism, de romantism de incetineala care caracterizeaza romantismul....sunt un fraier care incearca sa fie exact asa cum i-ar placea unei fete...dar se pare ca nu reusesc...daca fetelor le plac barbatii macho...violenti...care stiu sa se impuna...ciobani care uita ca o femeie nu e o oaie...treaba lor dar asta nu inseamna ca eu sunt in limba dupa o anumita persoana sau nu....oricum ar fi e alegerea mea...si nu ranesc pe nimeni...daca ma ranesc pe mine insumi...nu face nimic...trece...la fel cum o arsura de pe mana trece daca te dai cu spray...in cazul meu sprayul contra arsurilor de pe suflet este scrisul...si ce bine ma vindec....raman cicatrici...dar si asta e bine pt ca stiu ca nu trebuie sa mai ating chestia aceea fierbinte....va multumesc voua celor ma faceti sa scriu si celor care imi dau subiecte de scris ....cu stima si respect....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-8664982081266652752?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/8664982081266652752/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=8664982081266652752' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8664982081266652752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8664982081266652752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2008/01/indoiala.html' title='Indoiala'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-4176111607172516219</id><published>2008-01-06T00:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T00:55:09.386+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Zgomot</title><content type='html'>Murmur mare s-a creat zilele trecute in imparatia iubirii...am fost atins de un fior care mi-a strabatut corpul de la o extremitate la alta,  deranjandu-mi ordinea fireasca,  ordine mentinuta la cote ridicate...azi, aceeasi dezordine imi controleaza trupul, ma misc repede, invaluit de o aura misterioasa, protectoare, divina. Simt ca nu mai apartin lumii...simt ca ma detasez de tot ce al meu...simt ca ma transform in ceva...deja pot sa spun...sunt AL TAU...asta-mi va fi numele....asa poti sa ma strigi...asa vei putea imblanzi fiarele care sperie dragostea..: asa vei putea omori ura, asa vei putea stinge dorul, asa  vei uita despartirea,  si asa vei uita sa nu ma uiti.  Odata cu fiorul, ma simt invadat de o galagie imensa...cerul imi canta fericirea, in coruri alese de privighetori ratacite, ajuns acum in luminisurile padurilor acolo unde le putem vedea si auzi, acolo unde te-am tinut de mana prima data, acolo unde ti-am daruti prima floare....eram doar noi doi....si restul...eram noi doi si lumea....eram....vom fi ? asta nu mai tine de mine, nu mai tine de tine, ci doar de mana celor care se joaca cu destinele noastre, sper sa nu ne arunce departe unul de celalalt, pt ca tu esti pt  mine ceea ce aerul este pentru foc, ceea ce oxigenul este pentru hidrogenul apei....cu alte cuvinte...esti tot ce am nevoie...tu imi esti hrana...ochii tai imi sunt lumina...urechile tale imi sunt cantec....nasul tau imi este aer...corpul tau imi este pamantul , universul nou creat. Astept cu nerabdare sa te vad...lipsa ta ma dogoreste...imi arde interiorul...ma usuca...dar fiindca te iubesc , indur arsite indur secete, si stau si indur caci indurand purific asteptarea, purific, indur pt ca stiu ca prezenta ta imi aduce liniste,  prezenta ta imi aduce racoare, ploaie  si  zapada....sa fim azi ca doi fulgi ...sa dansam plapand in a luminii  joaca,   sa dansam si sa nu ne mai dam drumul la maini in veci....oricine ar citi aceste versuri sa ia aminte....iubiti si daruiti....si nu asteptati nimic in schimb.... &lt;te&gt;... nu costa nimic...pe iubesc pe tine cea ce imi insufli curaj incredere si iubire....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-4176111607172516219?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/4176111607172516219/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=4176111607172516219' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/4176111607172516219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/4176111607172516219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2008/01/zgomot.html' title='Zgomot'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-4247997338138759917</id><published>2007-12-05T21:46:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:57:59.151+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fericire ?</title><content type='html'>Fericirea e un lucru pe care nu stii ca il ai, un lucru prezent dar totodata absent. Fericirea ne umple  vietile amarate, fericirea iti da speranta, fericirea este a noastra, a noastra, a celor care stim sa ne iubim, stim sa ne vorbim, stim sa ne respectam.  Acum fac o greseala, si mi-o asum, trebuie stiut faptul ca despre fericire nu trebuie scris, nu trebuie povestita, ci TREBUIE simtita. Vine greu, cu multa truda, transpiratii si alte lucruri care nu-i sta in fire. De ex: fericire-bucurie, dar fericirea vine greu cu multe alte bagaje, esti fericit o clipa, te intristezi doua, esti fericit un moment, plangi mai mult, esti fericit o ora, disperi o viata. Iti multumesc tie, draga mea, iti multumesc pentru ca tu esti cea care ma face fericit, dar tot tu esti si cea care ma face sa fiu trist, si acum sa nu te gandesti la lucruri rele, negative, ci gandeste-te la atat....FERICIREA - ce lucru marunt, dar ce important...fericirea este la fel de marunta pentru noi...la fel cum luna este marunta in fata infinitului Univers..dar pentru Univers, Luna este farama de spatiu..in care ajung gandurile noastre..si fericirile noastre...dincolo de spatiul terestru..fericirea te inalta..atat spiritual-emotional cat si fizic ..n-ai fericire, n-ai nimic. Iubesti, esti fericit, iubesti, esti trist, esti fericit, iubesti....Va multumesc pt atentie...ne revedem cand voi fi din nou fericit...cine stie...poate peste alte cateva luni...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-4247997338138759917?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/4247997338138759917/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=4247997338138759917' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/4247997338138759917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/4247997338138759917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2007/12/fericire.html' title='Fericire ?'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-2227876695688587839</id><published>2007-10-24T00:17:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T00:23:35.438+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Priveste</title><content type='html'>Trec prin faze...faze scurte si pasionale...faze lungi si plictisitoare....de fapt treceam...acum am schimbat macazul...ma indrept spre o noua destinatie...Acolo la capat simt ca vei fi si tu...iar simturile mele nu ma inseala prea des...dar cand o fac...o fac atat de bine ca unde ma afunda...cu greu mai pot scoate un strigat de ajutor...Iata ca acum am putut...am strigat si m-ai auzit...cu greu insa...dar nimic nu ma poate face mai fericit ca mana pe care mi-ai intins-o spunandu-mi in acelasi timp...plangi...dar te rog plangi o data cu mine si pe umarul meu...Priveste cum lacrimile noastre se scurg si se impreuneaza....priveste cum obrazul devine rosu...priveste cum capilarele se fericesc....priveste cum inima-mi bate....priveste....si nu-ti intoarce privirea de la trupul ce tanjeste dupa atingerea delicata a degetelor tale...priveste....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-2227876695688587839?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/2227876695688587839/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=2227876695688587839' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/2227876695688587839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/2227876695688587839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2007/10/priveste.html' title='Priveste'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-250680400505188359</id><published>2007-10-23T23:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T00:15:23.807+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Balada unui om prost...(endless)</title><content type='html'>Balada far` de sfarsit a unui om prost, iubirea lui pentru o naluca, o inchipuire si pentru un vis.Atat....Sa fii inconstient de propriul destin si constient de limitele tale...e tot ce poti sa faci....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile de cand am plecat,&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile de cand si tu ai plecat&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile  de cand nu mai rad&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile de cand am inceput sa plang&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile pline de disper&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile  de cand nu am mai vorbit&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile de cand nu ne-am mai vazut&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile de cand tu ai disparut...&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile de cand eu am disparut...&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile de cand ma gandesc la tine&lt;br /&gt;-a fost- a fost frumos- cat a fost sa fie&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile de cand nu te-am sarutat&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile pline de pacat&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile de cand nu te-am mai sunat&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile de cand nu mi-ai mai raspuns&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile pline de mister&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile de cand nu ai mai venit&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile de cand nu m-ai mai mintit&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile de cand nu sunt fericit&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile de cand parca am murit...&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile de cand ai plecat si n-ai sa mai revii..&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea zile .....sunt si vor mai fi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar dupa atatea zile de suferinta, vin si noptile....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea nopti de cand eu suspin&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea nopti de cand  nu pot sa-mi revin&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea nopti de cand te astept...&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea nopti de cand nu te mai visez...&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea nopti....&lt;br /&gt;Sunt....si vor mai fi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuarea o las pe mana voastra....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-250680400505188359?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/250680400505188359/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=250680400505188359' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/250680400505188359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/250680400505188359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2007/10/balada-unui-om-prostendless.html' title='Balada unui om prost...(endless)'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-6603898605281621474</id><published>2007-10-09T00:20:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T00:27:23.635+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Visez</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;EA: am chef de ceva romantic acum...dar cel mai romantic lucru de care o sa am parte este un fulg de la perna care probabil o sa mi se incurce in par&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Fa-ma sa te visez........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;EU: si cineva sa ti-l ia din par si sa inceapa jucaus sa-l alerge pe toata fata....coborand usor pe pielea ta catifelata mirosind a liliac si margarete ...mirosind a primavara desi afara-i toamna....glumind...vesel...domol...susotind despre lucruri frumoase: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;vorbind despre ieri...nu despre alaltaieri...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; vorbind despre azi...dar nu despre maine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; uoff....ce frumos...cand mana-mi sta sub capul tau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; ce frumos cand parul-ti sta atarnand pe langa pat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ce frumos cand eu...eu-cel de langa tine- iti descopar ochii ascunsi dupa cateva fire rebele de par...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; ce frumos...cand te trezesti incetisor...si-mi soptesti...te-am visat...ma visezi ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;nuuu...caci visele sun vise...iar cand te dumiresti dispar...eu nu vreau sa dispar....vreau sa ma trezesc o data langa tine...incalzit fiind de caldura ta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; vreau sa tremur de frig...tu sa ma imbratisezi ...sa simt cum ma afund cu totul....in ceva nefiresc neabsurd si totusi atat de omenesc....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Asadar VISEAZA-MA !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-6603898605281621474?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/6603898605281621474/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=6603898605281621474' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/6603898605281621474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/6603898605281621474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2007/10/visez.html' title='Visez'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-229793400690127474</id><published>2007-09-26T00:42:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:42:35.795+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Copii ai ploii</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Eram doi...doi copii...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Ai unei ploi...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;De iarna rece..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Picurii se loveau puternic &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;De geamul rece pe care iti sprijineai nasul mic&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Il aburisei cu respiratia ta calda...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Cu aburii dragostei ce iti ieseau odata cu aerul din plamanii arsi de atata dor...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Si mazgaleam o inimioara pe care apoi &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;O ucideam cu o palma.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;O stergeam...si o urma rece ramanea ca sa aminteasca de existenta ei &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Asa avea sa se intample&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Tot intr-o iarna...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Iarna calda...cu zapada murdarita &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;De sangele scurs din venele&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Celui care te iubea...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Cazut pe spate....cu sticlele cazande langa capul lui...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Cu capul spart...de treptele ude si murdarite...pline de pasi...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Ranjit cu falcile deschise...Cu haina fumeganda...Caci&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;inima ii ardea trupul gol...trup golit de amor...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Trup intins pe spate....pe 2-3 trepte sparte &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Doua sticle goale cad...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Se rostogolesc si cad..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Si nu se opresc si tot cad...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Cad de pe treptele pe care noi odata am stat...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Cad si nu se sparg...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Caci ele sunt mai tari &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Decat ceea ce ne-a legat....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Si cad...caci...cad...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Intoarce-ti fata catre mine...sa te mai vad intr-un final absurd...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Sa te vad cum iti cresc aripi murdare...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Aripi rupte si furate...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;De la un dor nebun, mort de aripi frante...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Tu le-ai rupt &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Tu.....Tu m-ai rupt si m-ai aruncat la gunoi..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Acum zac singur in pubela...spalat noaptea de ploi,,,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;ploi calde...de iarna&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;caci noi doi am fost copii ai unei ploi...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Cand treci pe aici...sa-ti curga o lacrima...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;si sa ma sarute...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;caci acum sunt una cu pamantul...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Am fost doi copii..copii ai unei ploi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;De iarna rece &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-229793400690127474?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/229793400690127474/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=229793400690127474' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/229793400690127474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/229793400690127474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2007/09/copii-ai-ploii.html' title='Copii ai ploii'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-7623846051747168888</id><published>2007-09-26T00:42:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:42:12.558+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O bucata de hartie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Cer o bucata de hartie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Pe care sa pot imprima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Furia, Deziluzia, Regretul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;De a nu te fi strans in brate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Cer un stilou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Cu care sa te pot desena…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Cu ajutorul cuvintelor….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Cuvintelor frumoase…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Cer o coperta….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Cu care sa iti invelesc imaginea perfecta…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Si sa te protejeze de impactul celor din jur…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Impact nimicitor…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Mai cer o unda de racoare…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Lipsa ta ma incalzeste…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Prezenta ta ma dogoreste…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Atingerea ta ma arde….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Si mai cer un singur lucru…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Cer o clipa alaturi de tine…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Alaturi de ochii tai albastri…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Alaturi de trupul tau plapand…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;As mai putea cere….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Dar si asa nu ma asculti…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Se pare…da…se pare ca nu cer nimanui…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Am cerut … am plans…si am cerut liniste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Mi-a ajuns…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-7623846051747168888?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/7623846051747168888/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=7623846051747168888' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/7623846051747168888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/7623846051747168888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2007/09/o-bucata-de-hartie.html' title='O bucata de hartie'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-8650485672170549592</id><published>2007-09-26T00:40:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:40:55.555+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Buzele</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Buzele...buzele mele...ard...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Ard de dor...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Ard... dar nu de durere....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Ci de o intensa placere.....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Inima te striga...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Te vrea aproape...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Nu o refuza...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Vino si ascult-o...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Bate ...se opreste...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Iar bate iar se opreste...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Te striga...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Tipa de dor..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Ce zici?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Iti place...?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Cum...?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Da...!?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Ei bine....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Si mie...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Da...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Ai auzit bine...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Vino &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Strange-ma in brate...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Apropie-ti inima de a mea....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Las-o sa zburde....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Las-o sa zbiare...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Ard....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;De nerabdare...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Sa-ti mai simt buzele...fierbinti...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Ard si buzele...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;Arde si inima....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-8650485672170549592?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/8650485672170549592/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=8650485672170549592' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8650485672170549592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8650485672170549592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2007/09/buzele.html' title='Buzele'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-5164766944026071589</id><published>2007-09-26T00:40:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:44:33.883+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Azzi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Azi..prima oara iti spun….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Un secret pentru mai tarziu…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Cate ore trec fara rost…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Cate vorbe fara inteles…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Am cazut de pe raza de lumina&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;In infernul focului etern…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Te rog opreste-ma…trezeste-ma….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Caci viata imi este numai somn…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Adorm…ma trezesc…adorm iar…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Gandul insa imi este treaz mereu…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Ma gandesc&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;la un vis de mult trecut&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;O fi fost oare adevarat?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Astept o inviere…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Astept nemurirea…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Vino……. te astept&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Dar nu intarzia…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Iti multumesc…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Speranta tu mi-ai luat…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Zambetul ti l-am uitat….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Iar tu….tu…tu…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-5164766944026071589?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/5164766944026071589/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=5164766944026071589' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/5164766944026071589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/5164766944026071589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2007/09/azi.html' title='Azzi'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-2978966001795753365</id><published>2007-09-26T00:39:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:39:48.061+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Am nevoie de tine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Am nevoie de tine…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Asa cum tu nu ai nevoie de mine…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Dar eu lupt…distrug, creez,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Numai ca sa ma iubesti….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;E mult ceea ce iti cer…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;E putin ceea ce imi cer…..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Eu vreau putin….Tu vrei mult…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Niciunul nu vom avea ce ne dorim…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Ceva atat de simplu,..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Dar totusi atat de greu…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Tu ceri…tu cauti….eu ofer…tu refuzi…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Suferi…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;As putea sa devin CINEVA…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Tu ma faci sa fiu NIMIC…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Pentru cei interesaţi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Dragostea e la putere si va fi mereu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Exista ,….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Numai ca nu o vrei…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Iar cand o ceri…..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Ti se refuza…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Gandeste…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Ca eu te vreau&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Gandeste… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Ca tu vrei..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-2978966001795753365?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/2978966001795753365/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=2978966001795753365' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/2978966001795753365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/2978966001795753365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2007/09/am-nevoie-de-tine.html' title='Am nevoie de tine'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-4172219918840218276</id><published>2007-09-26T00:38:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:39:15.921+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Adio</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Stie cineva cat de fierbinte este focul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Stie cineva cat de rece poate fi o inima?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Stie oare cineva ca o inima ingheata totul in calea ei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Stie cineva ca focul nu e nimic…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nu arde asa de rau pe cat arde inima…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Ai distrus visul ce-l traiam…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Si nu ti-a ajuns….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Aveai nevoie de hrana…si ai decis sa te hranesti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Cu dragostea mea pentru tine…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Acum sunt gol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Iubirea m-a secat…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Sunt ca un schelet ce isi cauta pielea cea catifelata…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Dar tot ca un schelet…raman cu dorinta…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Caci implinirea e departe…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Dorinte desarte….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Ma ucizi…Ma ucizi…Ma ucizi….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nu-ti pasa….Nu ti-a pasat…Nu-ti va pasa…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;CE rost ar mai avea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Sa imi spui ca totul e inchipuire…si ca totul…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Se petrece in mintea mea….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Furtuna ce se declansase in sufletul meu…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Din cauza ta…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Acum e doar adiere…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Ai reusit sa imblanzesti un uragan…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Sa nu te mandresti…ci doar sa te caiesti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Acum tac….ma zbat…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;TU taci…esti linistita…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nu meriti linistea asta….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;EU tac….sunt calm…Suspin…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Acum…inima si focul…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Ard imaginea ta….netrebnica…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Acum inima-mi plange si focul se stinge….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;ADIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-4172219918840218276?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/4172219918840218276/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=4172219918840218276' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/4172219918840218276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/4172219918840218276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2007/09/adio.html' title='Adio'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-8538244548106202938</id><published>2007-09-26T00:38:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:38:50.653+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Acoperisul lumii</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Acoperisul lumii imi este martor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Norii imi plang dezamagirea….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nu am reusit sa te inteleg…sa te vad…sa te simt…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Caci greseala imi este mama iar nenorocirea tatal….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;De ce nu am reusit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;De ce nu m-ai ajutat sa reusesc?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Pentru ca si tu ai gresit?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Sau pentru ca nu ai stiut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Ce ai zice de un nou inceput….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Noi doi, doua vapai aprinse, pe cerul vietii…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Ce nu vor inceta niciodata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Sa licareasca deasupra tuturor.,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Te inteleg…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Tu ma intelegi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Caci daca da, vino si spune-mi…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Te iubesc…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Iar daca nu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Vino si spune-mi….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Dar spune-mi pe un ton adanc si grav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Dulce si senin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Te Iubesc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Norii imi plang acum fericirea…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Fericirea unui fapt reimplinit…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Te tin in brate strans…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Ne sarutam cu foc…si ardem impreuna,,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Caldura ta ma copleseste…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Ochii tai ma racoresc…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Corpul tau ma ispiteste…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Iubeste-ma, ingerul meu ceresc…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;De-om ajunge cenusa…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Vei sti ca te-am iubit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;De-om ajunge scrum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Vei sti ca am murit….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-8538244548106202938?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/8538244548106202938/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=8538244548106202938' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8538244548106202938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8538244548106202938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2007/09/acoperisul-lumii.html' title='Acoperisul lumii'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-1839133614729012538</id><published>2007-09-26T00:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:38:01.525+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A scrie poezie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;A scrie poezie…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;E ca datul cu parapanta….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Sport extrem de ultima generatie,,,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Caci lumea te crede nebun&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Daca le practici pe amandoua&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Fii nebun…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Fii vesel…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Fii iubit….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Fii indraznet….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Invata sa zbori…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Invata a pluti usor spre nori&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Invata sa iubesti&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Invata sa daruiesti…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Acum e randul meu…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;E randul meu sa-ti spun ca indraznesc&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Ca indraznesc sa-ti spun ca te iubesc…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Desprinde-te&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Apuca-te…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;De cel mai subtire fir…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Ca apoi sa te desprinzi….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Fara a mai ateriza in vreo alta zi….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Sunt nebun….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Sunt vesel…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Sunt iubit….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Nu sunt indraznet…:D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Cum ar suna …?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Daca ai afla….?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ca exista numai bucurie….?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Sa respiri in pura nestire….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Ar fi rau…?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Sau&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Ar fi bine….?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Sa te intreb….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-1839133614729012538?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/1839133614729012538/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=1839133614729012538' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/1839133614729012538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/1839133614729012538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2007/09/scrie-poezie.html' title='A scrie poezie'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-2601349452141807988</id><published>2007-09-26T00:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:35:46.473+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O bataie...si atat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;O bataie…o bataie imi deranjeaza linistea sangeranda…caci linistea imi este aducatoare de rani…ma ranesc cand ascult in liniste bataile…acele batai pe care tu nu vrei sa le simti…nuu…tu zici ca esti prea tare…zici ca bataile acelea nu te caracterizeaza…dar nuu…nu..pe tine nu te&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;sfasie si apoi te lasa sa agonizezi…dar eu…eu si bataile mele…singur in linistea mea…de cadavru…un cadavru viu…animat nu de nu stiu ce forta supraomeneasca sau supranaturala…ci de una pe care la fel de bine ai simti-o daca m-ai lasa sa intru…sa intru si sa simti acele mici batai…falfairi de aripi…zgomotoase cand taie aerul…silentioase cand iti acopera ochii…simturile…nasul…simturile….da te acopera ca un giulgiu invechit ce te lasa sa respiri printre gaurile faurite de timp si suferinta…&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Ce facem azi? Ma intreba ea cu o voce suava,linistitoare si in acelasi timp zbuciumata…o simteam eu ca nu era in apele ei…era prea frumos sa-mi puna aceasta intrebare…Ia zi…zi ce facem…vrei sa irosim aceasta zi din vietile noastre? Vrei tu sa ma simt rau…?Vrei sa ma faci sa regret toate lucrurile pe care le-ai pierdut din cauza mea? Caci daca da…atunci …imi pare rau…fug…fug si nu mai ma vezi…si dispar…exact ca o fantoma ce si-a indeplinit scopul aici pe pamant…te-am infricosat…te-am speriat…Uite.micule…tremuri… &lt;&lt;da,tremur&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Am disparut….am plecat din lumea asta mizera….am evadat…am luat metroul si am coborat in statia noastra…dar nu erai…de ce nu ai ajuns? Esti blocata in triaj? Macazul a ramas blocat? Cum? Nu mai vrei sa vii? Si eu? Eu ce fac? Eu ce fac acuuuuuuuuuuuu? Si urletul s-a lovit de cronometrul acela infect…verde…timpul o luase razna…si eu odata cu el….tamplele…obrajii…barbia….devenisem un observator….in statia mea….ajungeau acum mai mult trenuri…si toti pateau acelasi lucru…ce sentiment urat…parca il mai simtisem candva….acelasi tip…acelasi tren…aceeasi fizionomie…era…era…da…eu eram…tanar…si indragostit….am fost…si uitasem sa cobor ….ajunsesem in statia mea…nu a noastra….a noastra era inainte de macaz….si imi pare atat de rau….foarte rau….coborasem in statia Uitare….Vine un nou metrou…il iau…&lt;&lt;atentie&gt;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Si iar am scris…si tot nu ma satur…asa cum nu ma satur nici de imaginea ta…intiparita adanc in buzele mele…in pielea mea….in simturile mele…esti peste tot in mine…ai inceput deja sa ma domini….devin o papusa…o marioneta…cu care tu te joci …te joci jocuri murdare si urate…ma folosesti….dar sa stii ….ca va veni momentul in care papusa se va trezi la viata….si atunci va fi vai si amar…papusa va fugi…si nu o vei mai gasi…Adio iti va spune…si cu atat vei mai ramane…ADIO&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-2601349452141807988?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/2601349452141807988/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=2601349452141807988' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/2601349452141807988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/2601349452141807988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2007/09/o-bataiesi-atat.html' title='O bataie...si atat'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-6975088155466182635</id><published>2007-09-25T21:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T21:33:11.989+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tot tu...inchipuire</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Uite iar stau la geam…iar stau degeaba…iar scriu….si scriu…si ma dor mainile…dar nu de la scris…ci ma dor din cauza cuvintelor pe care le scriu…cuvinte atat de grele…incat bietele mele maini abia le mai pot sustine…si din ce cauza crezi tu ca sunt grele….nu cred ca ai ghicit…uita-te in jur…nup…te uiti degeaba….ia mai uita-te odata…uita-te acolo in dreptul patului si spune-mi ce vezi…nu vezi nimic? E imposibil omule…aaa….asta e…tu esti om….eu sunt mort…eu vad…uite acolo e un inger…te vegheaza…si cuvintele astea grele nu conteaza pt el/ea….cuvintele astea nu-l ucid dar acelea usoare ii fac viata chin…sa nu le folosesti impotriva lui/ei…ai grija….pretuieste-l/-o/ asculta un biet batran cu mainile obosite…cu parul alb in tample…cu mainile venoase ce se chinuie a scuplta un chip in lemnul fraged al cuvintelor….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Si am scris…si voi mai scrie….caci scrisul ma tine in viata….scrisul mi-e alinare…caci dorul….asta e cel mai mare dusman…ucide multe vise…multe iubiri….ar trebui condamnat si el la moarte…hai sa fim noi doi cei care il vom sili sa se arunce de pe teatrul viselor…caci si pt tipul asta…Dor…exista o Dora…de asta ucide…caci nu a stiut sa o tina aproape…Nemernicul….Dor….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Si atat am scris….si nu ajunge…pentru ca voi mai scrie….tu imi alimentezi pasiunea asta…TU….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-6975088155466182635?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/6975088155466182635/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=6975088155466182635' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/6975088155466182635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/6975088155466182635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2007/09/tot-tuinchipuire.html' title='Tot tu...inchipuire'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-2481209823201649515</id><published>2007-09-25T21:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T21:34:06.903+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mov &amp; Blu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Si scriu cu mov….o culoare urata…culoarea bolii mele…culoarea medicamentului….dar sa stii ca si albastru defineste boala mea…caci albastrul tau m-a imbolnavit…albastrul ochilor tai nu mai imi da pace….albastrul….ahh ce culoare….ah ce melodie are albastrul asta….e incredibil…cum sa te imbolnavesti din pricina unor ochi albastri?Nu stii dragul meu cititor?ei bine atunci cauta-ma….macar tu…daca tipa cu ochii albastri ma evita…vino si ma intreaba si eu am sa-ti raspund in felul urmator….”Mai intai urasti…apoi esti indiferent…iar apoi….apoi esti deja mort….caci odata cu dragostea survine si moartea…astea 2 vin impreuna….parca ar fi cumnate…sau chiar mai mult….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-2481209823201649515?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/2481209823201649515/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=2481209823201649515' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/2481209823201649515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/2481209823201649515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2007/09/si-scriu-cu-mov.html' title='Mov &amp; Blu'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-415487060438508188.post-8427423863151321330</id><published>2007-09-25T21:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T21:34:31.887+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Convulsii</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Convulsii….spasme…corpul mi se intoarce in toata pozitiile posibile si imposibile…parca as fi din ata…dar parca nici ata nu se rasuceste in halul asta…Scriu…repede…atat de repede ca d`abia vad tastele pe care apas…atat de repede ca totul ramane in urma…o dara de praf de poezie se ridica…o fi adevarata? Sau e de la faptul ca am privit prea multa acea poza….si iar incepe…convulsii…..spasme….crampe…nici nu stiu ce sa mai ma fac…ma lovesc de tablierul patului…uite vezi ce vanataie mi-am facut….e mov….se pare ca asta e culoarea dragostei ce ti-o port…iti vine sa crezi? Ai plecat de atat timp incat nu-mi vine sa cred…aproape ca m-am imbolnavit…se si vede….dar nu cred ca se vede ca nu e o boala cunoscuta…asta te macina pe interior si cand iti dai seama de existenta ei e deja prea tarziu….si iar scriu…si scriu de boala asta…unii oameni zic ca e cea mai nepasatoare…cand te-a acaparat nu-ti mai da drumul…si incetul cu incetul devii un maniac…unul care nu se mai poate stapani…si scriu….si iarasi scriu…si de mult nu am mai scris asa…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/415487060438508188-8427423863151321330?l=revoltat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/feeds/8427423863151321330/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=415487060438508188&amp;postID=8427423863151321330' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8427423863151321330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/415487060438508188/posts/default/8427423863151321330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revoltat.blogspot.com/2007/09/convulsii.html' title='Convulsii'/><author><name>Bogdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09357248240486789897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_31pq0kDJM2c/S6uEvS54bzI/AAAAAAAAACs/P64kYGbkpNo/S220/bgd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
