Winter from Beth Schaefermann on Vimeo.
Golan Duck - ep. 3
Acum 8 ore
Cristi...prietenul meu bun...
Stau si ascult The doors-The end,plm,ma gandesc la toate cacaturile la care pot sa ma gandesc....a fost un an plin...ma suna varmiu.stati asa..am vorbit diverse,plm,nuj ce sa zic,civa vine pe la 3,plm...cezarica imi tot scrie pe mess...plmcezar si plm...eu ce sa mai zic,vorbesc cu cezarik si mintea o ia pe aratura
plm....craciunul e de vina....aceasta sarbatoare pagana...cred ca e inventata de evrei..atatea lucruri de cumparat,atatia bani...de ce?
nu mai e criza intre 19-3? toate chestiile sau termina dintr-o data,wtf,adik al-caeda nu mai face nik acum
let's think about it nigger's, suntem 1 bilion de persoNE crestine, mai sunt 6 care nu sunt, get over it,plm....or sa ne faca in sange daca vor, si totusi, ce plm brad sa-mi cumpar de craciun?
Eu zic s-o cumperi pe mata so-mpodobesti....oare copii din afganistan au craciun?oare cum arata santa claws la ei?
o veni cu tommy gunn-ul la usa ?
cine stie, ma aberez total, copii de acolo, au un craciun fericit,iar pocnitorile sunt din partea casei...Atata bucurie,de unde, oare suntem toti fatarnici?nu-mi pot imagina...ce plm se intampla?stau si ma uit pe geam si vad pachete,pachete de oameni care se misca aleatoriu...ce sens exista in aceatsa miscare?
Trebe sa existe ceva care sa functioneze,apai, de ce ar mai exista?
Pana la urma , ca-n PI, trebe sa ne gaurim in plm. cortexul si sa scapam de aceasta apasare launtrica(caragiale,biserica catolica) care ne macina.Ne macinam sufletu' fara sa intelegem scopul pentru care ne aflam aici...Scopul scuza mijlocele? cu j sau cu s?Indoaiala care ne arde pe toti, de la ala mic,pan la ala mare....who cares..same shit..si totusi,are bunavointa GIODI sa ne ajute sa evaluam aceasta problema?de ce plm...ne strersam atat de mult?de ce plm avem nevoie de supliment magneb sase ca ssa ne simtim bine?de ce plm...nu ne simtim bine din principui?Cine stie, c'est la vie....plm!Apropo Cristi...
De ce a trebuit sa pleci atat de repede, care a fost scopul,atat de tanar......Cand am fost la tine ,de ce nu mi-ai zis ca e nasoala treaba?,ti-am dat mancarea aia de la Mac(3 cizburgeri si-o cola si ai fost happy, mancai cu pofta..de ce prietene nu mi-ai zis cand te-am tinut de mana si am glumit despre mancarea din spital?mai ti minte ce-mi spuneai despre colegii de cupeu?"ba,buzyy,vezi patu ala, a mierlit-o unu azi dimineata"si io eram, "cristi, ce-ai mah, esti nebun,pula mea, eu na-s suporta sa stau aici",:cristi:Buzzy n-am ce face..mai am sa fac transplant de la sormea, si daca ala nu reuseste, am mierlit-o......Cristi,esti nebun,stai chill...nu mai pot sa scriu....................
plm....craciunul e de vina....aceasta sarbatoare pagana...cred ca e inventata de evrei..atatea lucruri de cumparat,atatia bani...de ce?
nu mai e criza intre 19-3? toate chestiile sau termina dintr-o data,wtf,adik al-caeda nu mai face nik acum
let's think about it nigger's, suntem 1 bilion de persoNE crestine, mai sunt 6 care nu sunt, get over it,plm....or sa ne faca in sange daca vor, si totusi, ce plm brad sa-mi cumpar de craciun?
Eu zic s-o cumperi pe mata so-mpodobesti....oare copii din afganistan au craciun?oare cum arata santa claws la ei?
o veni cu tommy gunn-ul la usa ?
cine stie, ma aberez total, copii de acolo, au un craciun fericit,iar pocnitorile sunt din partea casei...Atata bucurie,de unde, oare suntem toti fatarnici?nu-mi pot imagina...ce plm se intampla?stau si ma uit pe geam si vad pachete,pachete de oameni care se misca aleatoriu...ce sens exista in aceatsa miscare?
Trebe sa existe ceva care sa functioneze,apai, de ce ar mai exista?
Pana la urma , ca-n PI, trebe sa ne gaurim in plm. cortexul si sa scapam de aceasta apasare launtrica(caragiale,biserica catolica) care ne macina.Ne macinam sufletu' fara sa intelegem scopul pentru care ne aflam aici...Scopul scuza mijlocele? cu j sau cu s?Indoaiala care ne arde pe toti, de la ala mic,pan la ala mare....who cares..same shit..si totusi,are bunavointa GIODI sa ne ajute sa evaluam aceasta problema?de ce plm...ne strersam atat de mult?de ce plm avem nevoie de supliment magneb sase ca ssa ne simtim bine?de ce plm...nu ne simtim bine din principui?Cine stie, c'est la vie....plm!Apropo Cristi...
De ce a trebuit sa pleci atat de repede, care a fost scopul,atat de tanar......Cand am fost la tine ,de ce nu mi-ai zis ca e nasoala treaba?,ti-am dat mancarea aia de la Mac(3 cizburgeri si-o cola si ai fost happy, mancai cu pofta..de ce prietene nu mi-ai zis cand te-am tinut de mana si am glumit despre mancarea din spital?mai ti minte ce-mi spuneai despre colegii de cupeu?"ba,buzyy,vezi patu ala, a mierlit-o unu azi dimineata"si io eram, "cristi, ce-ai mah, esti nebun,pula mea, eu na-s suporta sa stau aici",:cristi:Buzzy n-am ce face..mai am sa fac transplant de la sormea, si daca ala nu reuseste, am mierlit-o......Cristi,esti nebun,stai chill...nu mai pot sa scriu....................
Contopire
Stau si ma contopesc cu mine insumi,
Camera se scurge peste pervazul descoperit al baii,
Pianul a incetat sa cante si se indreapta spre mine facandu-mi cu ochiul,
Creierul mi se scurge pe nas,
Nasul imi cade in gura,
Gura imi este inghitita de stomac!
Camera se scurge peste pervazul descoperit al baii,
Pianul a incetat sa cante si se indreapta spre mine facandu-mi cu ochiul,
Creierul mi se scurge pe nas,
Nasul imi cade in gura,
Gura imi este inghitita de stomac!
Metamorphosis from Glenn Marshall on Vimeo.
DNB and Cool Stuff.(adik, dak ai altceva mai bun de facut in afara sa citesti sau sa asculti chestiile astea,fa-o)...just surfin' the web and chillin'!
Si hai sa mai surfam nitel pe net...sa mai gasim diverse, sa mai postam chestii, sa mai citim kkt-uri and so on....Asta asa, pentru ca de ce plm n-am face-o...cine ne opreste, in afara de curent!?
Waking From A Coma (HD) from Jesse Kanda on Vimeo.
Dj Optimistik - DNB Mix from Optimistik on Vimeo.
NoéMix Compile drum and bass from Futur on Vimeo.
Danube and Bass - Blindskunk (Manyfeet Productions) from Manyfeet Productions on Vimeo.
NASA: Exceptional object in our cosmic neighborhood
Soundgarden - Black Hole Sun
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NASA's "exceptional object" = a young black hole, right in our cosmic backyard
NASA's Chandra X-ray Observatory has picked up what appears to be the youngest black hole we've discovered near our planet. This object could however instead be the youngest documented neutron star. Either way, it's an exciting find.
From NASA's press conference in Washington today:
The 30-year-old object is a remnant of SN 1979C, a supernova in the galaxy M100 approximately 50 million light years from Earth. Data from Chandra, NASA's Swift satellite, the European Space Agency's XMM-Newton and the German ROSAT observatory revealed a bright source of X-rays that has remained steady during observation from 1995 to 2007. This suggests the object is a black hole being fed either by material falling into it from the supernova or a binary companion. [...]
The scientists think SN 1979C, first discovered by an amateur astronomer in 1979, formed when a star about 20 times more massive than the sun collapsed. Many new black holes in the distant universe previously have been detected in the form of gamma-ray bursts (GRBs). However, SN 1979C is different because it is much closer and belongs to a class of supernovas unlikely to be associated with a GRB. Theory predicts most black holes in the universe should form when the core of a star collapses and a GRB is not produced.
"This may be the first time the common way of making a black hole has been observed," said co-author Abraham Loeb, also of the Harvard-Smithsonian Center for Astrophysics. "However, it is very difficult to detect this type of black hole birth because decades of X-ray observations are needed to make the case."
The idea of a black hole with an observed age of only about 30 years is consistent with recent theoretical work. In 2005, a theory was presented that the bright optical light of this supernova was powered by a jet from a black hole that was unable to penetrate the hydrogen envelope of the star to form a GRB. The results seen in the observations of SN 1979C fit this theory very well.
Although scientists suspect that there is a fresh-faced black hole in SN 1979C, it's also possible that a young, quickly rotating neutron star is behind the X-ray emission. In this case, the SN 1979C object would be both the youngest neutron star discovered and the youngest, brightest example of a so-called "pulsar wind nebula."
Altered state of boredom...
Plictisit la blana incep sa scriu cateva randuri in acest magnifique blogue.....azi, toata ziua, m-am uitat la filme, fara sa fac altceva mai bun cu timpul meu si asta deoarece m-am uitat numai la crappuri....Am spart in 15 IMDB-ul si nu mai gasesc deloc filme bune....numai bullshit-uri si iar bullshit-uri.Nu se mai fac filme ca altadata, acum se poarta moda 3D....nu ne mai place 2D,ne-am smecherit....Barem daca s-ar face filme marfa,dar,dupa cate vad,apar numai filme de tot kkt-ul gen Piranha 3D.In sfarsit,poate-i doar plictiseala de vina,poate nu apreciez eu destul aceasta "arta" 3D....plm.Hai ca am mai tras 3..cine stie , poate in cele din urma voi gasi ceva sa-mi placa,poate vre-unul 3D.....NOT.Vasile out!
Khoda from Reza Dolatabadi on Vimeo.
After party mood....
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Gata,m-am trezit dupa dezmatzul de Sf. Mihail si Gavril,dau drumul la boxe, volumul la maxim si da-i cu dnb-ul frate...ce plm.Asa ca nu mai asteptati, faceti la fel....bitches!
Drum & Bass Minimix #4 from Alex Pell on Vimeo.
The City In the Sea
Lo! Death has reared himself a throne
In a strange city lying alone
Far down within the dim West,
Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best
Have gone to their eternal rest.
There shrines and palaces and towers
(Time-eaten towers that tremble not!)
Resemble nothing that is ours.
Around, by lifting winds forgot,
Resignedly beneath the sky
The melancholy waters lie.
No rays from the holy heaven come down
On the long night-time of that town;
But light from out the lurid sea
Streams up the turrets silently-
Gleams up the pinnacles far and free-
Up domes- up spires- up kingly halls-
Up fanes- up Babylon-like walls-
Up shadowy long-forgotten bowers
Of sculptured ivy and stone flowers-
Up many and many a marvellous shrine
Whose wreathed friezes intertwine
The viol, the violet, and the vine.
Resignedly beneath the sky
The melancholy waters lie.
So blend the turrets and shadows there
That all seem pendulous in air,
While from a proud tower in the town
Death looks gigantically down.
There open fanes and gaping graves
Yawn level with the luminous waves;
But not the riches there that lie
In each idol's diamond eye-
Not the gaily-jewelled dead
Tempt the waters from their bed;
For no ripples curl, alas!
Along that wilderness of glass-
No swellings tell that winds may be
Upon some far-off happier sea-
No heavings hint that winds have been
On seas less hideously serene.
But lo, a stir is in the air!
The wave- there is a movement there!
As if the towers had thrust aside,
In slightly sinking, the dull tide-
As if their tops had feebly given
A void within the filmy Heaven.
The waves have now a redder glow-
The hours are breathing faint and low-
And when, amid no earthly moans,
Down, down that town shall settle hence,
Hell, rising from a thousand thrones,
Shall do it reverence.
In a strange city lying alone
Far down within the dim West,
Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best
Have gone to their eternal rest.
There shrines and palaces and towers
(Time-eaten towers that tremble not!)
Resemble nothing that is ours.
Around, by lifting winds forgot,
Resignedly beneath the sky
The melancholy waters lie.
No rays from the holy heaven come down
On the long night-time of that town;
But light from out the lurid sea
Streams up the turrets silently-
Gleams up the pinnacles far and free-
Up domes- up spires- up kingly halls-
Up fanes- up Babylon-like walls-
Up shadowy long-forgotten bowers
Of sculptured ivy and stone flowers-
Up many and many a marvellous shrine
Whose wreathed friezes intertwine
The viol, the violet, and the vine.
Resignedly beneath the sky
The melancholy waters lie.
So blend the turrets and shadows there
That all seem pendulous in air,
While from a proud tower in the town
Death looks gigantically down.
There open fanes and gaping graves
Yawn level with the luminous waves;
But not the riches there that lie
In each idol's diamond eye-
Not the gaily-jewelled dead
Tempt the waters from their bed;
For no ripples curl, alas!
Along that wilderness of glass-
No swellings tell that winds may be
Upon some far-off happier sea-
No heavings hint that winds have been
On seas less hideously serene.
But lo, a stir is in the air!
The wave- there is a movement there!
As if the towers had thrust aside,
In slightly sinking, the dull tide-
As if their tops had feebly given
A void within the filmy Heaven.
The waves have now a redder glow-
The hours are breathing faint and low-
And when, amid no earthly moans,
Down, down that town shall settle hence,
Hell, rising from a thousand thrones,
Shall do it reverence.
Duminica.....
Chillaxia....
E miercuri seara si ma destind ascultand un post de radio foare relaxant.Trag un film de pe torrente si incerc sa nu ma gandesc deloc la ce kkt se va intampla maine.Poate sa fie calamitate, razboi,pace.....etc....nik nu ma poate stresa in acest moment de relaxare totala.Imi torn un sweps si ma uit la bulele de CO2 cu se ridica lin la suprafata paharului...cat de lin...cat de relaxate...parca nici pe ele nu le deranjeaza nimic.Ma uit pe geam si vad cum pomii se misca usor in adierea vantului,fara nicio gara...nu mai ploua..parca nici pasarile nu mai ciripesc...pur si simplu e o stare de bine general.De ce n-ar fi tot timpul asa?Pentru c-ar fi monoton?pentru c-ar fi trist?pentru c-ar fi banal?Eu unul m-as multumi fara sa mai stau pe ganduri....fara alte dureri de cap. Nici macar Busu care prezinta vremea in acest moment,nu ma poate deranja,desi este unul dintre cela mai antipatice personaje de televiziune care a existat vreodata pe fata planetei.A inceput sa-mi placa si clima asta tropicala,dimineatza ploua cu soare,dupa-amiaza ploua putin si este cald iar seara bate vantul usor si din cand in cand mai ploua putin.Foarte tare...cred ca sunt unul dintre putinele personaje obscure din metropola asta careia ii place astfel de anotimp.Whatever...ziceam si eu asa....Gata,m-am relaxat atat de mult incat mi-e lene sa mai scriu pe blog....cine stie,poate mai tarziu...pana atuci-Vasile out!
Damn
Damn this fucking constitution
damn this fucking prostitution
damn this fucking VTA
damn,damn,damn,hurray,hurray!
Damn the fucking selfish human beings
damn the fucking hypocrits
damn this fucking voidness
damn it all to nothingness!
Damn the crowds of retards
damn the "kings" of lies
damn the governors
damn the impostors!
damn this fucking prostitution
damn this fucking VTA
damn,damn,damn,hurray,hurray!
Damn the fucking selfish human beings
damn the fucking hypocrits
damn this fucking voidness
damn it all to nothingness!
Damn the crowds of retards
damn the "kings" of lies
damn the governors
damn the impostors!
Everyday.....same shit,different colors
Si-am ajuns intr-un final acasa,dupa o scurta incursiune pe plaiurile mioritice ale Sloboziei, sictirit de cele 6 ore petrecute cu autocarul pe drumurile noastre de cacat.M-am saturat sa ascult in pula mea manele in mijloacele de transport in comun,sa vad coji de seminte si chistocuri de tzigari pe podelele Ratb-ului...plm,ne-am trasnformat in nijte rozatoare maneliste...si problema cea mai grava e ca nu facem nik sa prevenim kkt-ul asta.Ne-am transformat in pula mea in nijte romani tziganizati, am ajuns sa admiram incultura si sa o propagam.... In sfarsit, asta-i viatza, asa cum ne-o facem, asa traim in ea...Over and Out!
Umplutura de seara de iunie...
Asculta mai multe audio Muzica
Stare de autobaza....
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Words
words of sorrow
words of pain
words of suffering and blame
words of doubt and disbelief
words ain't shit.
words can fuck you up inside
words can lift you up, up , high
words can tear your mind apart
words can blind.
words of lust
words of trust
words of fury
words of merry.
words that tell lies
words that bind ties
words that kill minds
words that save lives.
