Matters of a Beating Heart Category

That would be…my mother. You see we just discovered we have ants in a certain place of the house. Not a good sign, therefore, we bought some toxic spray and stuff that it is said to “eliminate the antz fo’ever”. Yeah, right! Mom sprayed two of those and no effect whatsoever.
So what does my mother […]

Anna

In: Food for Thought, Matters of a Beating Heart

Spent the evening (and the night) re-reading Anna Karenina. I wonder: is there a novel more pessimistic than this?
There I am thinking for a while and none other comes in my mind.
So powerful, so desperate …

Surprisingly, you did not talk. I wonder what refuge there may be in a non-word. I even asked the butterfly flying discreetly in the sunny garden. Someone - I do not remember who - said (or wrote) that the flight of the butterfly is like applauding with one hand alone. Curious definition, seemingly incomprehensible, even […]

I miss the excitement at work. It’s been two weeks now, two weeks of continuous work….with my brain mostly, LOL. So I’m going to work tomorrow and it’s going to be…well…let me just say that I will probably be very tired at the end of the day. But hey…
I just realized today, once more, that […]

Hey, guys!
If you’re wondering where the heck my ass has been lately, it means you don’t really read the posts on this blog heheh. As a lot (probably) of you know, I’m caught with my dissertation paper, I have two more weeks to finish it so there, that’s the reason I haven’t been really productive […]

(un)safe

In: Food for Thought, Matters of a Beating Heart

I got out of my crystal house today
outside was muddy
but I’d rather have that than walking alone
inside a crystal house
constantly afraid
of not breaking anything

I, at night, don’t dream.
I remember absolutely nothing. nothing. nada.
but
when I open my eyes in the morning
I’m still imprisoned inside the foggy cage of a dream without dreams

Perhaps God

In: Food for Thought, Matters of a Beating Heart

perhaps God
is the hand
of a child
carrying me
gently

 
perhaps Heaven
is an impalpable tiny piece
of paper
with a hole out of which
winged demons spring if
something
does not happen

Today I reviewed my concept of infinity.
I did it for a small piece of garden, which faces the lake, and also for the long shadow of the linden trees running fast on the field.
Yesterday I witnessed the birth of the X galaxy, everything was done well. The stars had blue eyes.
But this is not why […]

I Am a Coward!

In: Matters of a Beating Heart, Personal

Man, I swear I can be a chicken shit sometimes!
Romanian weather used to be quite nice up to this year. Us, Romanians, have an old saying “God placed Romania in the safest place on the earth. No hurricanes, no extreme weather, no tornadoes” and so on and so forth. Except weather has changed over the […]