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bus full of strange enlighment

As I came inside the bus the whole atmosphere seemed as seducive as my inner enlightment back then, ... back now. Not a story but just a flesh of her look that moment. Graspin like a fish her look was... back then. I Couldnt turn away from her eyes.... She took a brush from her pocket, and started to brush her hair...She did it constantly lookin at my reflection in the window. She didnt stop for a moment...all the time brushing her hair and looking straight into my eyes...Deep look it was, as deep as the glory in her evey mouvment of her hand... still brushing her hair..and she never stopped.....like a mad woman...touching and brushing her hair...faster with every step...faster with every breath....still lookin into my eyes....

       Let me tell you a story about pure and inocennt kiss, that revealed his deadly secret. Story is based on real events. Sweet and simple. A girl, - she came to dance that night, just dance and enjoy the warm movement of her body... A man - he was amazed by her dance and suggest they should come to his place that night. Story is getting more simpler - as she refused. All they did was just dancing together and kissing... yes he kissed her neck...He really enjoyed that...
       She wasnt an easy girl - never go down on her first date - that illusion of virginity and 'first-date self-fidelity' save her life that night. Why such a sudden change of deadly wind upon her faith? 
It all begin when she woke up in the morning after the night she had met the stranger. As usual she came up towards the mirror to look deep into her sad eyes and cheer herself up with some early morning coffee and cigarette. But it was that moment she realized -  nothing would be the same - not today...
       She notice on her neck a strange redness, it wasnt a simple 'after saturday night 'kiss-blush' , it was something else...something more serious. Yes she was a wise girl - probably more scared in that case - and went to see a doctor. Not one but few. Consilium lasted long enough to make a verdict, a deadly verdict.
Not only it wasnt a 'after saturday kiss-blush' on her neck, but it even wasnt any other rush - that could have been easly diagnosed. As days had passed doctors carry out lots of research and test for her 'strange neck rush'. Finally they made a virological and bacteriological diagnosis. Strange rush had occurred to be caused by something doctors named as a 'death venom'. That mysteroius venom, or you could call  it bacteria, it is caused by death, or in another words by decaying corpse. When bodies are dead, they get to illuminate that toxic substance, it could also appear with any contact with dead body. The very big conclusion for our friends rush, seems to be clear now. That night when she met this guy, she hadnt got a clue she was meeting a 100% necrophiliac! 
     Investigation was due to process and it occurred that the man was having two dead bodies in his house. Two dead girl bodies - to be more specified...
The whole event took place in Kraków at Prozac club ;)

What should I say - I guess always depend your 'first-date self-fidelity' even if it might be just an illusion of virginity...

W or D



Slovac DollSlovac Doll

Worship me or Die...She always seems to read in my mind...




Straznik Zyc - Life Guard

I saw only the light of his cigarrette, he  was sitting locked inside the car watching me closely while I was passing by. It was dark night and nobody around, just silence of the sea, suddenly I thought about all those women, draged by force to cars like that, and men like him... Althose raped and killed women, with bruised bodies left somewhere in the middle of the forest, where nobody will ever find them...How many of them are lying there..., willing to be found, willng to be buried with the cross on their gravestone...

Meeting Brigitte

Her image was getting clearer with every step, an old woman dressed in black, she stopped me and asked if I am alone...She looked into my eyes and said 'I am alone, when you are as old as me all the people that you know are dead'...Her name was Brigitte, she hold my hand for a while and continue her walk along the sea, just where we met today...Hmmm I guess I' m getting to like Monkstown more and more everyday.

Isn he georgeous?

  I;d like to apologise Officialy to Walkiria for not getting 'closer'with that 80' staff ;) as a present theres Eric in his mud bath ;) makes u wanna be that mud ;) - he works in next suite, always can see him grabing a morning coffee, but never ever imagine he is so tasty...
Krute Radosti
Zaczynam walczyc ze smutkiem, staram sie aby nie byl silniejszy odemnie. Wczoraj nie wytrzymalo moje cialo, oczy popuscily, nie to smieszne tak pisac - popuscily- bo okolicznosci wlasciwie nie byly smieszne. Kiedy kochal mnie nie kochany... Nie, nie mozna tego nazwac - kochal - ... zastyglam patrzac w okno...w nocy, ze jestem tu z nim...ze to nie moje miejsce, ze nie chce byc teraz, tutaj, teraz, tutaj. Kiedy jest mi smutno jestem t a m, chodze zakreconymi uliczkami Prahy, Starego Mesta, jest cieply wieczór, powietrze pachnie latem, co raz pojawiajá sie nowe rzezby, nowe snienia, lalki za wystawami szyb, lalki i manekiny dookola, patrza na mnie, marionetki przyszlosci...podziwiam je - czuje, ze jestem szczesliwa poprostu bédác tam, spacerujác...  
 
Autokreacja chyba wymaga czasu, musi sie dopelnic, wlasciwie chyba caly czas sie dopelnia, rozwija sie i páczkuje, az w kocu przyjmie postac koncowá? nie, zdaje sie, ze postac dojrzalá, poprostu dojrzalá w swej formie...
(Mysle, ze) Motto wczorajszego filmu z Milá Jovovicz, jest adekwatne, zresztá filmy zawsze zjawiaja sie w odpowiednim czasie, - jak wszystko...nie, to juz fatalizm negatywny... No tak motto brzmi: 'I learn to care about number one, I learn to care about myself'...
 
Nie lubie zaczynac zdania od 'Mysle, ze', ale... (Mysle, ze) caly smutek ma swá przyczyne w tésknocie, proste, a jednak wcale...
Tésknocie za marzeniem, za czasem przyszlym. Uwiezienie w tej terazniejszosci jest bolesnie budujáce, pierdolony stoicki spokój. 'Pamietaj przy kazdym zdarzeniu, które cie przywodzi do smutku, to nie jest nieszczéscie' pisal Aureuliusz.
 
Powaznie nalezyc rozwazyc kwestié tak zwanego: rozmieniania sie na drobne...Czekac na niego po to zeby znowu czekac az sobie pójdzie. 
Wszytsko to nic ponad Krute Radosti 

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Jak sie ma znajomych anglojezycznych, bezpieczniej jest pisac po polsku hahahah. Poniewaz pierwszy post byl nieco dramatyczny, postaram sie byc nieco less dramatic...Feel thirsty for some knowledge, wonderin if Trinity or Ucd will ease my pain...So many things to know, it makes you go insane, and even worse! it makes you feel lika fool all the time. Well, we wont have our entries on the official site of my hometown band called 1984 anymore(www.1984.serpent.pl)(http://www.last.fm/music/1984) Which i must say i really regret (but hey Inusakats and Ruska Rusalka - dont be sad - u can always add your wiiise comments here ;)- I'll be more than glad, since I have only one friend here - and yes its you Alan - anyway 1984 have released their new album called '4891'Cant wait to hear it! and make a comment on their site again ;) And hope Ekke will be their support on the nearest gig, - and fck in moments like this i regret I'm a fckin emigrant, and wont be able to see u gyus.
Tak czy siak, livejournal ma zamiar sie nieco rozrosnác, bodaj rozrósc - qrva ten polski jezyk! - i moze nawet pojawiá sie jakies foty - no definitywnie sie pojawia! Pozdro. Is every Argentinian is such a pain in the ass? or is it just my housemate? she really likes to cook specialyy at night, she has lots of spices secretly hidden in the kitchen, wondering if I'll find some argentinan mushrms there...
Maybe they will help me to get throu the midnight texts...