tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030516964415896891.post9211554518381235802..comments2024-03-29T10:24:30.921+02:00Comments on tudor chirilă: Sinucigasul.Moartea dupa plutire(5)tudorchirilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03302238293458591115noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030516964415896891.post-44589188168734238622007-10-16T11:52:00.000+03:002007-10-16T11:52:00.000+03:00de retinut: forta ta de a valoriza clipa! reusesti...de retinut:<BR/><BR/> forta ta de a valoriza clipa!<BR/><BR/> reusesti cumva sa imortalizezi clipe banale in momente defintorii din existenta fiecarui individ.<BR/><BR/> impresioneaza simplitatea cu care le descrii. detalii lipsite de importanta, care au un rol interesant in surprinderea imaginii generale.<BR/><BR/> folosesti multe elemente care sa implice simturile: mirosi, pipai, gusti... asta da bine: iti implici cititorul, faci totul sa para mai real, aproape tangibil, il iei si pe el in lumea ta, il faci sa simta exact ca tine...creezi o atmosfera in care fiecare se regaseste<BR/><BR/>exemple: <BR/><BR/>"(...)primul sarut care i-a lasat un gust dulce inconfundabil de gutuie glazurata si pe care nu l-a mai regasit de atunci".<BR/><BR/>si-apoi momentul acesta care pare o reintoarcere in illo tempore, la mitul copilariei inocente, dinaintea dezamagirilor pe care viata de adult i le-a strecurat in suflet:<BR/><BR/>"Fusese mai mult o harjoana baieteasca in care el incerca s-o imobilizeze, s-o stranga in brate si dintr-o data buzele s-au lipit si s-a lasat linistea...peste sopron, peste lume nu se mai auzeau decat inimile lor si plescaitul buzelor care invatau sarutul..."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030516964415896891.post-42749489549466869312007-10-11T23:40:00.000+03:002007-10-11T23:40:00.000+03:00Mai Tudore, cine a scris " Copilul si durerea" ?...Mai Tudore, cine a scris " Copilul si durerea" ?<BR/>Eu stiu sigur ca nu tu, dar astept sa vad daca poti sa recunosti.TGMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15707988616072804825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030516964415896891.post-26259011439437055762007-10-05T09:50:00.000+03:002007-10-05T09:50:00.000+03:00E curios cum in viata vezi numai partea goala... s...E curios cum in viata vezi numai partea goala... si aproape de moarte... cand mai ai putin timp ... incepi sa vezi jumatatea plina... si te umpli de regrete.... vezi ce ai fi putut avea... la ce a trebuit sa renunti... la ce ar fi putut fi...<BR/>Nu e usor nici macar sa mori...AFlekshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14443308297367330735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030516964415896891.post-19934254500988386432007-10-01T20:10:00.000+03:002007-10-01T20:10:00.000+03:00a ramas "personajul" impotmolit la nivelul 5 al in...a ramas "personajul" impotmolit la nivelul 5 al introspectiei?<BR/>il asteptam pe 6...GreenEyehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15683450196463055188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030516964415896891.post-2993648389437979262007-10-01T18:44:00.000+03:002007-10-01T18:44:00.000+03:00Daca personajul tau tinde catre o libertate care s...Daca personajul tau tinde catre o libertate care sa-l elibereze de reguli, de dependente si de compromisuri il inteleg perfect...din pacate, poate ca sinuciderea e singura cale.<BR/><BR/>Sunt foarte frumos descrise amintirile lui legate de primul sarut si cum i-a lasat el un gust de gutuie glazurata...asa cum mirosea iarna in casa mea cand eram copil. Imi place melancolia in care e cufundat, e asa inocent in trairi...oare cum va fi cand ii vor reveni in minte amintirile dureroase? va putea sa le reziste?!Ambasadoareahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11081784205110724530noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030516964415896891.post-2390858625452522292007-10-01T18:01:00.000+03:002007-10-01T18:01:00.000+03:00I don't believe in magicI don't believe in I-ching...<I>I don't believe in magic<BR/>I don't believe in I-ching<BR/>I don't believe in Bible<BR/>I don't believe in tarot<BR/>I don't believe in Hitler<BR/>I don't believe in Jesus<BR/>I don't believe in Kennedy<BR/>Í don't believe in Buddha<BR/>I don't believe in Mantra<BR/>I don't believe in gita<BR/>I don't believe in yoga<BR/>I don't believe in kings<BR/>I don't believe in Elvis<BR/>I don't believe in Zimmerman<BR/>I don't believe in Beatles<BR/>I just believe in me<BR/>[...]<BR/>And that's reality<BR/>The dream is over</I><BR/><BR/>Oamenii mari se pot revolta asa cum o face eroul tau?!Cohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12559232615870276819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030516964415896891.post-47637676699570441562007-10-01T17:41:00.000+03:002007-10-01T17:41:00.000+03:00(5).(1) ..?:) "I hear nothing, not even a sound on...(5).(1) ..?:) "I hear nothing, not even a sound on the streets, just the beat of my own heart. I have mail. From you." de asta mi-a adus aminte linistea din sopron.. care se asterne mai nou si la gasirea in casuta a unui MAIL. un MAIL de la EL.Cashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16748113255046924024noreply@blogger.com