"I am the escaped one,
After I was born
They locked me up inside me
But I left.
My soul seeks me,
Through hills and valley,
I hope my soul
Never finds me..."

Fernando Pessoa

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Every night dreaming about mountains. Every dum night. When this nightmare will stop torturing me? I want to leave a big city for a while. To feel the wind not climate system touching my skin. To smell the glacier snow instead of petrol. Let out pure emotions on my face instead of sociable mask. And to fly. And to be free not from, but for ( Read more... )

Theater brings pure emotions, so the people can leave it purified.
Movie doesn't. Because real emotions can never ooze out of the glassy screen.
You can survey the real life on the sly. That's why movies are so popular. Modern life is prone to distance individual from reality. And the virtual wall's getting higher with every step towards unified ( Read more... )

One afternoon, he went with his class on a trip to a children’s museum, where a traditional Japanese house had been built. He saw plastic figures dressed in stiff robes sitting around a low table. There was no other furniture, and he thought it must be strange to live in an empty house. And the floor wasn’t really a floor at all, but large woven ( Read more... )

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never thought that reading of the bank statement can be so romantic...
we all leave traces. and we are all traced.
it made me recalling the events of last months, the places i've been, the people i've met, the things i've done...
...that lonesome ATM on the deserted street of the dozy town in a distant country; glass concrete of business center; cozy ( Read more... )

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All the night I dreamed about me and aliens building a pyramid where there's an Indian coast and the sand is dazzling white and the waves are licking the shore.

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