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Sunday, February 17, 2013

The Final Cut - Life for Sale

Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes
I can barely define the shape of this moment in time
And far from flying high in clear blue skies
I'm spiraling down to the hole in the ground where I hide.

If you negotiate the minefield in the drive
And beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes
And if you make it past the shotgun in the hall,
Dial the combination, open the priest hole
And if I'm in I'll tell you what's behind the wall.

There's a kid who had a big hallucination
Making love to girls in magazines.
He wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith.
Could anybody love him
Or is it just a crazy dream?

And if I show you my dark side
Will you still hold me tonight?
And if I open my heart to you
And show you my weak side
What would you do?
Would you sell your story to Rolling Stone?
Would you take the children away
And leave me alone?
And smile in reassurance
As you whisper down the phone?
Would you send me packing?
Or would you take me home?

Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings,
Thought I oughta tear the curtain down.
I held the blade in trembling hands
Prepared to make it but just then the phone rang
I never had the nerve to make the final cut.

"Hello? Listen, I think I've got it. Okay, listen its a HaHa!"

Monday, November 12, 2012

Autumn Story

sheep in the shade
through the leaves
sun patterns her fur

watch the fruits
play a little blues
one more leaf falls

in my own thoughts
a sudden shower of leaves
realizing the season

autumn fire

overnight freeze
noon sunshine and perfect blue
autumn in the desert

blue-red silence

prayers....

a tornado of thoughts:

autumn

autumn leaf
alone with my thoughts
this evening

no summer, no birds,

only colors.

leaves whisper my story

weekend afternoon
red leaves skip down the hills
behind you

brown, gold, shades of rust
Falling nuts on my table
At night, barren land…

November wild colors

a flock of seagull

lands in left-over lake

trees color burst
yellow, orange, red and green.
still I miss summer

the door is open

for

winter

trees whisper
and speak sign-language
to each other.

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Friday, October 19, 2012

Romanian Trovants - Living Stones

In Romania, at about 35 km from Ramnicu Valcea, going towards Targu Jiu – not far from where the great sculptor Brancusi was born – is located one of the most interesting museum of Romania, The Romanian Trovants Museum Natural Reserve. The exhibits are a collection of some beautifully strange stones, supposed to be formed about 6 million years before in a sand stratification cemented by the limestone waters. Once you have gotten there you are overwhelmed by the multitude of shapes of these stones that seem to be carved by a very skillful and gifted sculptor. They are called “the living stones” or “the stones that are growing by themselves”. However, despite their best efforts, scientists have failed to come up with a logical explanation why the stones have extensions that remind of roots. If they are cut, their sections have colored rings, just like trees. The museum is known as “Muzeul Trovantilor” and it is a must see for a visitor of Romania. The “curator” of the museum is KOGAYON ASSOCIATION and they are protected by UNESCO. (LIVING STONES, GROWING STONES)

Hypothesis on the paleodynamic (paleoseismic) origin of the trovants ("Sandsteinkonkretionen")

Romanian Trovants – Sculptures by The Greatest Artist of Them All

Cu 6 milioane de ani inaintea nasterii marelui sculptor Constantin Brancusi, natura isi crea, nu departe de locul lui natal, propriile „Domnisoare Pogany”. Li se spune trovanti, dar numele care s-a incetatenit in randul localnicilor este „pietre care cresc”. n apropiere de drumul care leaga Ramnicu Valcea de Targu Jiu, in comuna valceana Costesti, natura a creat unele dintre cele mai surprinzatoare sculpturi de piatra. Forme bizare, milimetrice sau de dimensiunea unui om, continua sa iasa la iveala pe masura ce oamenii exploateaza nisipul din cariera. In jurul balatrucilor sau dorobantilor, cum ii mai numesc localnicii, s-a tesut un adevarat folclor: unii spun ca bolovanii ar avea origini supranaturale, altii ca ar fi marturii ale existentei unor civilizatii extraterestre superioare. Cert e ca nici oamenii de stiinta nu au reusit, pana acum, sa desluseasca in totalitate misterul formarii trovantilor, si tot ce pot face, deocamdata, este sa emita ipoteze pe care sa incerce sa le verifice in laborator. Ei sustin că formatiunile, numite in literatura de specialitate si concretiuni grezoase, ar avea peste 6 milioane de ani vechime si ar fi aparut datorita unor cimentari locale ale nisipului, posibil pe fondul unei activitati seismice. Din Romania si pana in Noua Zeelanda, din Antarctica si pana in Groenlanda, trovantii starnesc uimire si admiratie. Desi sunt usor de recunoscut chiar si de nespecialisti, ei difera mult ca marime, culoare ori consistenta si pot avea forme dintre cele mai diverse, de pilda sfera, disc, cilidru... Interesante sunt pietrele sferice rosii din Parcul National Theodore Roosevelt, situat in Dakota de Nord, SUA, colorate astfel datorita faptului ca au in compozitia lor fier. Desi ating pana la 3 metri diametru, concretiunile de aici pot fi considerate pitice pe langa cele din depresiunea Faiyum, din Egipt, care ajung pana la 9 metri si par a fi cele mai mari din lume. Concretiuni grezoase mai sunt intalnite si in Africa de Sud, China, Australia, Mexic, Argentina, Peru, Rusia, Kazahstan, Spania, Franta sau Cehia. Americanii au trovantii lor in Colorado, Wyoming, California, Arkansas, Montana sau New York.

Trovantii -misterul „pietrelor vii”