Charles Bukowski – The man with the beautiful eyes

when we were kids
there was a strange
house
all the shades were
always
drawn
and we never heard
voices
in there
and the yard was full of
bamboo
and we liked to play in
the bamboo
pretend we were
Tarzan
(although there was no
Jane).
and there was a
fish pond
a large one
full of the
fattest goldfish
you ever saw
and they were
tame.
they came to the
surface of the water
and took pieces of
bread
from our hands.
our parents had
told us:
“never go near that
house.”
so, of course,
we went.
we wondered if anybody
lived there.
weeks went by and we
never saw
anybody.
then one day
we heard
a voice
from the house
“YOU GOD DAMNED
WHORE!”
it was a man’s
voice.
then the screen
door
of the house was
flung open
and the man
walked
out.
he was holding a
fifth of whiskey
in his right
hand.
he was about
30.
he had a cigar
in his
mouth,
needed a
shave.
his hair was
wild and
uncombed
and he was
barefoot
in undershirt
and pants.
but his eyes
were
bright.
they blazed
with brightness
and he said,
“hey little
gentlemen,
having a good
time, I
hope?”
then he gave a
little laugh
and walked
back into the
house.
we left,
went back to my
parent’s yard
and thought
about it.
our parents,
we decided
had wanted us
to stay away
from there
because they
never wanted us
to see a man
like
that,
a strong natural
man
with
beautiful
eyes.
our parents
were ashamed
that they were
not
like that
man,
that’s why they
wanted us
to stay
away.
but
we went back
to that house
and the bamboo
and the tame
goldfish.
we went back
many times
for many
weeks
but we never
saw
or heard
the man
again.
the shades were
down
as always
and it was
quiet.
then one day
as we came back from
school
we saw the
house.

it had burned
down,
there was nothing
left,
just a smoldering
twisted black
foundation
and we went to
the fish pond
and there was
no water
in it
and the fat
orange goldfish
were dead
there,
drying out.
we went back to
my parents’ yard
and talked about
it
and decided that
our parents had
burned their
house down,
had killed
them
had killed the
goldfish
because it was
all too
beautiful,
even the bamboo
forest had
burned.
they had been
afraid of
the man with the
beautiful
eyes.
and
we were afraid
then
that
all through our lives
things like that
would
happen,
that nobody
wanted
anybody
to be
strong and
beautiful
like that,
that
others would never
allow it,
and that
many people
would have to

die.

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Encyclopedia Dramatica

Azi, ma plictiseam… si am spus sa mai vb pe mess cu fost colegi sa vad ce mai fac.

O prietena imi trimite urmatorul link si spune sa dau ce cuvant vreau eu la cautare

-asta e linku pt cine vrea sa incerce si sa se amuze un pic, daca stie engleza clar http://encyclopediadramatica.com –

normal primul cuvant care l am dat o fost **** deoarece nustiam exact ce sa caut lol… ASA incepe

Sex (as defined): Something you will never experience as a wiki user.

si pe urma am cautat college si job

cine are chef si timp poate sa caute si el sa rada un pic

A lot of fellows nowadays have a B.A., M.D., or Ph.D. Unfortunately, they don’t have a J.O.B.

How to Get a Job

  1. Ask Mommy or Daddy to get you connections
  2. ????
  3. Profit!

deci m am distrat 🙂 …so daca nu aveti ce face dati un search pe site ul ala 😉

p.s. ma intrebam cine are asa de mult timp liber incat sa scrie toate chestiile alea haha

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The Big Picture

Un documentar interesant

http://www.lukasig.com/bigpicture.html

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Fara cuvinte

So…

Ce am patit azi pe drum spre interviu…

Deci eu stau intr-un orasel langa Stuttgart. Este un orasel nu oras sau ceva de gen. Nu is multi cersatori…chiar foarte putini si aia isi au locuriile lor fixe pe un podulet la caldura si pe unde trec multi oameni … isi tin loculetul curat..nu vezi niciodata un mucur de tigara pe langa ei sau sticle goale…nu i gunoi in jurul lor. Desi is cersatori au bunul simt.

Eu eram pe drum spre gara (aici NEVER si chiar NEVER n am vazut niciodata un cersator…)…si merg eu pe trepte in jos…ca sa ajung pe peronul corect si ce vad eu in acel gang?

Un barbat pe un scaun si ceva instrumente muzicale pe lange el, flecme in fata lui (mai lipseau cojile de seminta)…langa el o fetita de max 5 ani sarea pe langa el ca o caprioara… ma apropii…si dintr o data zice fetita ceva. M ai intai n am crezut ca aud bine dar mi am dat seama ca nu m au inselat urechiile…fetita a spus:

„IONELEEEEEE, TU UNDE TE AI PISAT???”

la care Ionel:”Acolo la colt, fa”…

Deci… mi rusine ca is roman…

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Interviu

Azi la ora 17  sa-mi tineti pumnii!!!!

Insfarsit ma invita o firma la un interviu :)…

Deci ganditiva la mine

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Nu trebuie sa fie tot timpul complicat

Oare cum ar fi daca as avea ceva de rezolvat la autoritati DAR:


1. NU trebuie sa stau la coada in picioare, peste tot sunt scaune (destule) si mese cu reviste ca sa treaca timpul de asteptare mai repede

2. NU trebuie sa ma pun la o coada ci doar trag un bilet pe care scrie un numar si astept pana o sa fie chemat

3.Oamenii cu care ai de lucru vorbesc frumos cu tine, zambesc, si chiar VOR sa te ajute, EI iti fac TIE un serviciu nu trebuie sa le faci TU lor un serviciu


Da oare cum ar fi?
As pleca de acasa la ora 8 si as ajunge inapoi la 8.30, fara nervi.

Dulce civilizatie….

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Din jungla in civilizatie

Am ajuns cu bine!! – asta este pentru cei pe care ii intereseaza 🙂

Inrest ce sa spun ca este o diferenta enorma intre romania si germania (stiti si voi haha) si pe km cel faceam spre germania parca lumea devenea din ce in ce mai civilizata.

Romania – a fost cat de cat ok ca am plecat foarte de dimineata si lumea inca dormea so n am avut prea multa aglomeratie. Drumuriile sunt cum sunt degeaba ma plang..n am avut parte de nebuni (gen care depasesc in curbe sau oameni care si au cumparat drumul pe care numai ei au voie sa circule) . Gropi au fost putine 🙂

Ungaria – ahhh autostrada 🙂 cat de dor mi o fost de tine…ce  nu imi place in ungaria este

1. limita de viteza !! inebunesc 🙂

2. drumul drept fara nici o curba sau ceva… cum ne spunea GPS ul peste 200 de km virati usor :))

3. campuriile!!!! da…in stanga si in dreapta vezi doar porum… so boring

DAR!!! este autostrada !! deci nu ma plang ;;)

Austria – acuma incepem sa ne apropiem de perfectiune.. asutria imi place ca i cea mai mica dintre tari 🙂 asa ca trece repede.

ce imi place : radioul :))) in ungaria disper ca nu inteleg nimica…

si finally germania

da…perfectiune toatala…fiecare liniuta e la locul ei etc. asa imi place 🙂 ordine…civilizatie si FARA LIMITA DE VITEZA 🙂

imi place ca oameni se respecta unul pe altii si de ex pe autostrada daca sunt pe banda a 3 a si vad ca vi cu viteza ei se trag la o parte ca sa poti sa treci..nustiu cum ar functiona sistemul asta in romania…cred ca toti ar merge pe banda 3 ca deah nu au ei masina mai proasta decat a ta! asa ca stai frumos in spatele lor ca no ei si au cumparat drum si isi permit. benziile 1 2 o sa fei goale…sau no…probabil cu tirurii care se depasesc intre ei.

dar no…acuma ma bucur ca traiesc intr o tara civilizata si numai terebe sa mi bat capul cu chestii dinastea…

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