I was trying to finish the article about Rome, but couldn't focus much. I read again the last sentence and it was horrible. More less: "... since the hand put inside of the deity's mouth, was being biten off", just that in polish it was even with some rhyme. I found it quite funny so, as I was talking with R. about being creative, I copied him that sentence to illustrate the work of my brain... ;)
R: even with a little rhyme
(...)
and a bit erotic :P
O: hahaha deity's mouth hahahaha
now it sounds to me more like the legends about vagina dentata, or how was it called...
R: ha ha
O: damn, now you made me think in such way and everything I write sounds with some naughty implied meaning... :P
R: ha ha ha
O: but look: "with insincere intentions, it's better not to try putting your hands inside of the mouth of truth..." :P
R: good that only hands :P
O: now, just the "Mouth of Truth" sounds a bit... :P
R: we are just perverts :)
O: eh... we need to face that truth
R: we need, we need
just not to put anything in its mouth for now
even hands :P
O: hahahahaha
1.19.2009
1.12.2009
mother mary
so here she is. on the crowded market. wearing a short, white jacket with some artificial fur surrounding the hood, tight jeans and high heeled boots. her left hand is up, pressing the mobile phone against her ear. right hand is down, next to a baby in a stroller. between second and third finger she holds a cigarette. that hand is a great attraction to the baby. the mother shakes it up and down, letting the baby catch her little finger for then to take it away. she keeps on repeating "hi, hi, hi..."
i should face it: i'm not as tollerant as i thought i was.
i should face it: i'm not as tollerant as i thought i was.
1.08.2009
my new baby
I lied down on my bed, decided to study a bit. After a while I took my eyes off the book, thinking about something. I looked at the big, white stain on the wall. It's right above my bed and really annoys me. Someone must have crushed something into that place, as the paint went off together with a piece of the wall. I started to think how to cover it. It's too low to just put a picture there... Especially when I had already three pictures above.
And then it came... :P
The idea! ;D
I couldn't focus on reading anymore. I jumped out of the bed, grabbed the scissors, a Monday's newspaper and after few songs, three small sausages and 3/4 of "Lost" chapter it was ready.
My new baby...
I'm a proud mother of "The Mucha Tree" ;)

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And then it came... :P
The idea! ;D
I couldn't focus on reading anymore. I jumped out of the bed, grabbed the scissors, a Monday's newspaper and after few songs, three small sausages and 3/4 of "Lost" chapter it was ready.
My new baby...
I'm a proud mother of "The Mucha Tree" ;)
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12.26.2008
vertigo
Emptiness is making circles above my head
Should I stop it
Or let it go?
which side would it go?
what if it explode?
will it spread the crumbs of destruction?
or make it blank, for rewriting again?
Should I stop it
Or let it go?
which side would it go?
what if it explode?
will it spread the crumbs of destruction?
or make it blank, for rewriting again?
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12.24.2008
12.20.2008
grey
I woke up and it was grey. Raindrops were falling on grey pavements. Wanted to make me some coffee but it would be grey too. I run to the grey station
and caught a train to Sopot. It was two o'clock and the city was grey. I walked down the main street and stopped in front of a shop-window. There was a big box of 20 Woody Allen movies. Grey box. So I headed to the beach and there, 450m inwards the sea it was even more grey. A point of no return when the grey sky touches the grey sea, and makes a grey wall. I have killed a crumb of cookie yesterday. My eyes must have been grey too.
Greyness seized the day and suddenly it just got dark...
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and caught a train to Sopot. It was two o'clock and the city was grey. I walked down the main street and stopped in front of a shop-window. There was a big box of 20 Woody Allen movies. Grey box. So I headed to the beach and there, 450m inwards the sea it was even more grey. A point of no return when the grey sky touches the grey sea, and makes a grey wall. I have killed a crumb of cookie yesterday. My eyes must have been grey too.Greyness seized the day and suddenly it just got dark...
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12.12.2008
This damned days
Isn't it bloody ironic to be waiting for some classes for few months and get ill two days before? I have again a very sexy voice of a mature witch. And my throat feels like someone was trying to suffocate me at night. Just that I can't remember such situation.
Well then... Though I'm sorry, work with patient with schizophrenic diagnosis will need to wait till I stop being a patient with flu.
(This video is a bit crappy, but I like the song...)
Well then... Though I'm sorry, work with patient with schizophrenic diagnosis will need to wait till I stop being a patient with flu.
(This video is a bit crappy, but I like the song...)
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