I live to dream again

In the middle of reading a book that notes the importance of dreams and of projected desires upon dreams i couldn't help but correlate some events.

There is a classical youth dream/nightmare about falling. I not only have had it a lot as a child but actually didn't wake up before impact one time. I only remember it hurt. Recently i've though about an opportunity to get over [and maybe even relive] that event [contradictory desire] - bungee jumping.

Hours went by, [just a few] drinks marked that time and i found myself at dawn stranded, sitting on some stairs desperately fighting sleep because i didn't want to wake up any tent-mates.

Sleep won and because of the sleepless nights before that, DEEP sleep won which made my forward-leaning body to take a dive downward. Luckily -i'm lead to guess- not on the concrete stairs that would have performed quick surgery on my head, but sidewards. Woken up in a slight state of shock (sleeping bodies are used to lighter breathing, not impacts with rocks and dirt) i simply resumed my position before i even had the time to acknowledge what had happened. Similar to when a quick awakening of a tired body makes the subject lose any track of time and space, being just scared.

What bugged me... in the confusion i wasn't sure anything happened and my thought for about 15 seconds revolved around "I've had the fall-dream again".
I felt something was off and after two minutes of thinking [a little] blood rushing through my pants enlightened me. I had not been dreaming.

2009

Aşa că şi-a pus mîna în jurul... mă rog; l-a întors şi a sintetizat remarcabil: "You're definitely from Romania".

Don't be afraid if you hear voices...

Fooneh...

Doesn't a circular argument bug you? Or a shallow one, like

... "Germanos - one of the greatest advertisers in Romania" - That doesn't mean dick :)) No proof or hint of any value at all.

Trying to inoculate the idea that you're valuable cause you advertise? You advertise cause people buy; people buy cause you advertise. This is old... and it may mean you're not totally crap. Cause people would probably stop buying. Nothing beyond that.

counting ... colorblind

Jimmy: what happened to the other kanyes?
Bea 83: kanye north turned white
Bea 83: kanye east got renamed and we now know him as kenya
Jimmy: kenya tell me what about kanye south?
Bea 83: the other kanye...well you should know by nao
Bea 83: HOW DARE YOU
Bea 83: he must not be named!
Jimmy: no, no; that was south central kanye!
Jimmy: :| oops...

The last message [~You could have it so much better]

On a catwalk jungle somebody grabbed my arm
A voice spoke so cold it matched the weapon in her palm

This is Romania
What I'm supposed to die for
This is Romania
And I'm never going to cry no more

Continental wind blows, ice from a dying creed
I see no glory in when will we be free.
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[I got my motorcycle jacket
But I'm walking all the time...]

Whining pussies.

Computer Science teachers DO have a sense of humour. Never listen to a student whining about exams or how teachers flunk kids if they don't write 15 pages or more.

I got great results by using humour in high-profile exams and examples.

"I'm sorry, I just ran out of time and can't finish the problem :)"
-grand finale for the GOOD [Good Object-Oriented Design] exam.

July 2009 volume 1.2.8c

For her sake I'll act compulsive and give a similar name to the entry.

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You're one of the lucky ones. Not pressured from any direction, free to do as you please. If you feel like fuckin' the school you may simply quit and the parents won't mind. No one's stopping you from becoming a failed street performer... no one feels the need to compel you into striving for "success as a mask for greed", how Zinn put it. You're free to do whatever you wish with your life. You're lucky.

"Democracy" and "freedom" seem to be the main themes in today's societies, whether it's exercising them or striving for vain assurance that we're "free". Taking a closer look you see the vanity of it all. But that's too high profile. Let's just look at your life, Mik. What is there in your life?

Dream of liberty and equality; dream of individuality, think "all different, all equal". But it's hard, ain't it? Willingly or not, you're not part of a system capable of handling that. You're born in a 99.5% WHITE country with orthos-doxa christianity as a norm. When you see that coal-black guy on the street say what you want but you don't act just like you just saw a random guy. And that's "norm"-al, but it's also something to acknowledge. Different people intrigue you. Hope someday they won't.

What about the "norm", one that's blatantly susceptible of hatred towards all that is "different"?
Remember Said? "Whenever you hear our you wanna head for the exit."
Why the fuck do words like nationalism exist when our us is their them? How can one dare say "we" are better because we're the bosses here, when clearly "here" is just chance and there probably is a "there" [out there] where "our" people are oppressed by the bosses "there" - "they"!

Now tell me, anarchist - do you really love "people" or just the concept of "people"?