Ce zi de vineri minunata; vremea aceea, de primavara, pe care o ador. super mohorat afara, cu ploaie sau aproape, cald in casa, o cafea si un baton cu mac... In zilele acestea iubesc viata cel mai mult. Mi se par cel mai intime, cele mai "artistice"... Cred ca as potea trai asa mult, mult timp
Wake up to the sunlight with your windows open Don't hold in your anger or leave things unspoken Wear your red dress Use your good dishes Make a big mess and make lots of wishes Have what you want but want what you have And don't spend your life lookin back
Turn up the music Turn it up loud Take a few chances And let it all out Cause you won't regret it Lookin back from where you have been Cause it's not who you knew And it's not what you did It's how you lived
So go to the ball game And go to the ballet Go see your folks more than just on the holidays Kiss all your children Dance with your wife Tell your husband you love him every night Don't run from the truth cause you can't get away Just face it and you'll be okay
Wherever you are and wherever you been Now is the time to begin
To give to the needy And pray for the grieving Even when you don't think that you can Cause all that you do is bound to come back to You So think of your fellow men Make peace with God but make peace with yourself Cause in the end there's nobody else
Cause it's not who you knew and it's not what You did It's how you lived
Am dormit Ei, asa mai vii de acasa; nu se poate incontinuu munca. Ma apuc si eu de facut mancare si toate alea ca acusica vine lumea acasa. Eu le pregatesc "mediul". *** Cand a facut Dumnezeu lumea, le-a facut pe toate, si mediu, si animale; si nu a mai zis ca se ocupa doar de "maruntisuri", de partea ingrata a creatiei. Nu a stat doar sa "rationeze", sa se ocupe de "cele inalte"; numai omul pune accent deosebit pe ratiune. Omul si diavolul. Si acesta zice ca "e prea destept sa se supuna; el trebuie sa conduca". *** Dumnezeu este iubire; din iubire se naste creatia. As putea zice ca doar iubirea poate fi creatoare; egoismul nu creeaza, el ori darama, ori alieneaza. Ratiunea fara iubire da egoismul; dar egoistul nu-si da seama ca nu poate fi autosuficient? Isi da seama, si de aia are nevoie de altii, de "supusi". Si pentru ca nu sunt supusi intru iubire, relatia egoista da este o schimonoseala.
