Sunrise Sunset

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There's a sunrise and a sunset every single day, and they're absolutely free.
Don't miss so many of them.

-  Jo Walton

 

Sunrise and Sunset
I’ll tell you how the sun rose,
A ribbon at a time.
The steeples swam in amethyst,
The news like squirrels ran.
 The hills untied their bonnets,
The bobolinks begun.
Then I said softly to myself,

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Fantastic photos!!

Morcheeba – Enjoy the ride

Shut the gates and sunset
After that you can’t get out
You can see the bigger picture
Find out what it’s all about
You’re open to the skyline
You won’t want to go back home
In a garden full of angels
You will never be alone

But oh the road is long
The stones that you are walking on
Have gone

With the moonlight to guide you
Feel the joy of being alive
The day that you stop running
Is the day that you arrive

And the night that you got locked in
Was the time to decide
Stop chasing shadows
Just enjoy the ride

If you close the door to your house
Don’t let anybody in
It’s a room that’s full of nothing
All that underneath your skin
Face against the window
You can’t watch it fade to grey
And you’ll never catch the fickle wind
If you choose to stay

But oh the road is long
The stones that you are walking on
Have gone

With the moonlight to guide you
Feel the joy of being alive
The day that you stop running
Is the day that you arrive

And the night that you got locked in
Was the time to decide
Stop chasing shadows
Just enjoy the ride

Stop chasing shadows
Just enjoy the ride

IDIOTUL – Teatrul Naţional Cluj-Napoca

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IDIOTUL

de F.M. Dostoievski

dramatizare de Anna Stigsgaard și Ștefana Pop-Curșeu

Data premierei: 4 octombrie 2012

regia: Anna Stigsgaard

scenografia: Adrian Damian

asistent de regie: Alexandra Sofonea

mişcarea scenică: Savino Paparella

Distribuţia:

Prinţul Mîşkin  -  Cristian Rigman

Parfion Rogojin  -  Ionuţ Caras

Nastasia Filippovna    -   Ramona Dumitrean

Generăleasa Epancina  -  Miriam Cuibus

Aglaia  -   Anca Hanu

Adelaida  -   Romina Merei…

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So tonight, I went to the theatre! The Idiot by Dostoievsky was playing and not having read the book, I relied on my best friend to tell me the synopsis and let the theatre engulf me. I should have read the book. I had no idea what was going on most of the time and I thought I had entered in a psychedelic experience rather than an interpretation of a world-known novel. There was Russian music (sung beautifully by the main actresses) , loads of drinking which is customary to the Russian people (though it was Champagne and not vodka) and I kept asking my friend - who dies? There isn't a Russian book (from those I've read) that does not involve at least one death. I decided to come home and read the book online and see for myself if they were true with the script. I had no patience for the book so I went for the GoodReads review and the wiki entries. It was enough to see that I have paid to see an alternate ending to the known story. I've spent 2h on a farce. I'm never going back to the theatre. Kidding. Gotta see Machiavelli.

ZBOR DEASUPRA UNUI CUIB DE CUCI - Teatrul Naţional Cluj-Napoca

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VEZI MAI MULTE FOTOGRAFII PE LINK-ul de mai jos:

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One more day - just one more loong day until I can finally see my favorite theatre piece - One flew over a cuckoo's nest by Ken Kessey. I've seen this yearly ever since I turned 20 and I must admit the show never gets old. And there's something odd at stake. Everytime I see it, I hate women.... It goes away after a few hours, but for that time, I kinda regret the bad name that the head nurse gives us... These are snapshots from last year's performance and tomorrow I shall add my own.

A Bag of Bones

I’ve promised myself I’d try to read at least one book a week during the summer holiday and every book I’ve put my hand on was over 400 pages long. I’ve absolutely loved the Stand (Stephen King), I’ve read the entire “Shiver” trilogy from Maggie Stiefvater, I’ve devoured a few Dean Koontz books from the 90′s and continuing the thriller mode, I went all out and read A Bag of Bones from my top 1 favorite author, Stephen King (photo below).

061711.CA.0319.levine2.RSH — Horror writer Stephen King at the W Hotel, Wednesday morning, March 19, 2003 in Westwood, Calif. King is in town for the premiere of the latest movie based on one of his many books, Dreamcatcher. LOS ANGELES TIMES PHOTO BY RICHARD HARTOG

It was dark, terror filling and with the natural darkness that always seems to surround a haunted house. The Sara Laughs house looks so much like the “Dark House” (written with Peter Straub) that I keep thinking that all of his works are actually related among them and all of his work is one giant plane like Tibet and wherever you wander you meet the same people, breathtaking views and adventure to keep you busy. I felt like I knew the author Mike Noolan (SK in disguise), his late wife Jo (from Lisey’s story) but I keep thinking on whom did he base Kyra on? I don’t think I’ve ever read any books by Stephen King that had a cute 3year old in them, talking and gurgling nicely along. It was a fresh invention and it made me think that maybe on that plane, a new person is born every now and then and the characters are not always the same.

The story was good (not brilliant like the Dark Tower one) but still so good that it kept me hooked for two days straight. An author caught in the writer’s block retires to his summer home after his wife’s death and finds himself in a bad position after rescuing a child from the road. He is dragged into a custody battle between a young sexy momma and her late husband’s decrepit old man (rich old man). The old man and his maid are taken to such an extreme that I feel like there could never be such a person in real life without causing a hole in the time-space continuum due to all of his evilness. Mix this with a 100year old curse of a black woman, a few children dead and an aging town used to deadly secrets (so much like Castle Rock (the town from Needful Things)). I would give the book a 3/5 as the sex scenes are completely missing and the author is always walking around with an iron boner – and also some of the characters are so exaggerated that they look like caricatures of real beings.

Still a good read :)

Oh those Germans!

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And I thought the Mormons where chaste! Looks like some Germans have it bad too! I mean, how isolated do you have to be so you have no idea that a man and a woman have sex together? Maybe still believe in the cabbage patch and the magic stork?

 

Greetings, confusoid. You scored a…

Found some old personality profile tests done way back in 2001! Looking back at the results, it looks like not much has changed since then. I don’t take BS and I’m a hidden passionate soul :)

So, here’s me in numbers:

Greetings, confusoid. You scored a… 56% on the “How easy are you to pick up?” test

Is it a bird? A plane? Is it a boy? A girl? Is it love, or is it lust? Ah, you. You are that rare mix of sensitive and sensual, romantic and randy, pride and prejudice, etc. When you see your crush, you waffle like a Belgian, unsure of whether you’d rather paint their toes or suck on their toes. Poets have long been puzzled by your kind. You’ll never fall for robots or nymphos, but you will suffer longs bouts of marriage.

FUN FACT…

  • people more loveable than you (66%)
  • people just as loveable as you (2%)
  • people less loveable than you (30%)

What’s up frigidaire. You are 32% pickup-able!

You’re cold and unapproachable, like a big glacier that’s unapproachable. And cold. Unlike the Arctic tundra, few even venture to plant their flag in you. You’re definitely not a Scorpio, unless you were born between October 23 and November 21. The bad news is that you’ll end up miserable and alone, probably knitting doilies out of cat hair. The good news is that this is apparently what you want. Honestly, I don’t even feel comfortable talking to you right now, so I’m just gonna go… yeah… wash my friend’s hair.

FUN FACT…

  •  people more pickup-able than you (83%)
  • people just as pickup-able as you (2%)
  • people less pickup-able than you (14%)

Based on the 1,708,582 submissions before you.

True Talent Test

Ferkel, your true talent is spatial ability

Your ability to visualize objects in three-dimensional space gives you a unique view of the world. Because of this talent, you are much better than most people at imagining new designs including floor plans, page layouts, and three dimensional objects.

How do we know that’s your true talent? While you were taking the test, we calculated your responses to each test question and rated your skills in 5 areas. You scored highest on spatial ability.

People like you are usually great when it comes to putting together assemble-it-yourself furniture or other household items — whether the items arrive with instructions or not. Your spatial skills also help you understand the finer points of how things work.

And that’s just a small part of what we know about you from your test results. You also have other hidden talents that can have a dramatic effect on your career, your life and how other people see you.

 

Ferkel, you’re a Politician!

Your personality is actually determined by two personality sub-types – your primary, or dominant sub-type, and your secondary sub-type. You are a Politician which means you are a Success / Golden. Your primary sub-type is defined by “Success” characteristics and your secondary sub-type is defined by “Golden” characteristics.

That means you’re forceful, innovative, and popular with the masses. Chances are you aggressively pursue your goals, and you enjoy impressing people. You’ve always been surrounded by friends and loved ones and have a natural sense of showmanship.

How do we know all this? How do we know that you’re perfect for any work that requires personal interaction? How could we have divined that you would never say anything that offends anyone — at least to their face?

Because while you were taking the test, you answered four different types of questions — questions that measured confidence, apprehension, willingness to take risks, and your focus on experience versus appearance — the primary traits that determine your personality. Based on your responses, we determined your personality type, Politician.

And that’s just scratching the surface.

 

Makes me wonder… where do all the other people I know fit in?

The confession – 12 Kingdoms Weekend

Hiya all! Being bored out of my mind, I decided to revisit an old Anime I used to know called The 12 Kingdoms. The action is set in a parallel universe where everybody looks like they are wearing medieval clothing and it follows the story of a 17yr old high school girl who finds out that she will be the next ruler of one of the kingdoms. While this sounds like a cutesy anime, it is nothing like it! So if you are expecting to see starry eyed girls and princes, you’ll be in for a treat. So starting from Friday evening until 2AM this morning I have watched all 45 episodes of this saga and I must say, it’s one of the best animes I have ever seen (still).

I have wondered if it were me, would I have done anything different? The answer was no. I would not have gone mad like Asano, thinking it was just a game, nor suffer from severe delusions, thinking that everybody was wrong and made a mistake. That girl, Yuka, she was living in a dream world in Japan and hoping to live one of her books of dragons and knights. Too bad she wakes up too late.

I also loved how the characters evolved throughout the series, changing their minds as further input from other people was acquired and I love the fact that it holds no romance. It’s pure action, politics, betrayals, assassination attempts and lessons of life out of which one shines through the brightest: “You need to fight for your happiness as it will not just come to you.”

The character design was also top notch and I have to say, it’s so well thought I would have expected a sequel but I suppose some questions are meant to be left open.