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40 de ani
Read more: 40 de aniiată-mă sosită la ora aceea, suma tuturor întârzierilor: ora ajungerii din urmă. am gonit, am ratat, împrăştiindu-mă în mii de stele. unele au ars, altele orbitează încă. altele, de încordare ţâşnind, rătăcesc cine ştie unde, în alte ere, pe planete reci, moarte, în afara sistemului solar, plantând acolo viaţa. îmi trag răsuflarea. mă iubesc. metalul…
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O carte
Read more: O cartelumina slabă a unui felinar picură coniac pe o mână de frunze lucioase în rest, doar glasul răguşit şi distant al unui radiou străbate bezna bezna asta groasă şi caldă ca o plăcintă apetisantă cu cremă, sâmburele de dinăuntrul pralinei e rotund şi tare mi se rostogoleşte în gură, în jurul limbii, ca odinioară săruturile…
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Revisiting the Stoics
Read more: Revisiting the StoicsWell, you know what they say, some things never change. Anxious, dissatisfied, relationship not going well? So what else is new? I’ve recently come across the following, from Epictetus: “There are things which are within our power, and there are things which are beyond our power.” (…) “Within our power are opinion, aim, desire, aversion,…
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Walk, sadness, walk!
Read more: Walk, sadness, walk!I took my sadness for a walk. I walked it right out of the park, past the tram stops and onto the streets flooded with the slow, hesitant steps of old age. I walked and walked and walked it out of my body. Then I walked some more with it like one walks with…
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Ancient words of counsel?
Read more: Ancient words of counsel?“It may be said that every individual man and all men in common aim at a certain end which determines what they choose and what they avoid. This end, to sum it up briefly, is HAPPINESS AND ITS CONSTITUENTS. (…) We may define happiness as prosperity combined with virtue; or as independence of life; or…
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Sun gone missing
Read more: Sun gone missingPierdut soare. Declar vital. Dacă l-a văzut cineva, să-l trimită puțin și încoace, please. Până atunci, încălzesc în palmă imaginile astea încărcate de lumină, din noiembrie 2015.
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Path through my childhood
Read more: Path through my childhoodI walked the winding path today around the apartment buildings right through my childhood. Everything smelled the same. The big white lilies gave off a fragrance of early evening, the sunset was in its incipient stages. The heat bearable, like me. Summer petering out. I leapt from one slab of stone to…
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On the future of education
Read more: On the future of educationMotto: “The only person who is educated is the one who has learned how to learn – and change.” (Carl Rogers) I’m a structured learner. I admit it. I like engorging information, reflecting upon it, and structuring it mentally or on paper. But it is only when I manage to enrich that information with something…
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My feline challenge
Read more: My feline challengeThe lascivious cat in the dimly lit window, first floor, across the small garden. Its stare nonchalant, immovable, intent, drills into me all the important questions about who and why and what am I going to do about everything. I have a very distinct feeling the cat and I have been facing off on…
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Home
Read more: HomeI walked the winding path today around the apartment buildings right through my childhood. Everything smelled the same. The big white lilies gave off a fragrance of early evening, the sunset was in its incipient stages. The heat bearable, like me. Summer petering out. I leapt from one slab of stone to…
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The heart of summer
Read more: The heart of summer“The morning is full of storm in the heart of summer. The clouds travel like white handkerchiefs of good-bye, the wind, traveling, waving them in its hands. The numberless heart of the wind beating above our loving silence. Orchestral and divine, resounding among the trees like a language full of wars and songs. (…) Her…
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