este mai frumos decat amandoi…

picuri din ploi,

turnati, doi cate doi.

revarsati in suvoi,

peste firele de trifoi,

ale caror foi,

le numeri apoi,

tot din doi, in doi…

noi…

mai frumos decat voi…

de parca… vioi,

am renuntat la nevoi,

intr-o seara de joi…

facandu-le musuroi,

chiar in noroi…

in timp ce voi…

ramane-ti vesnic moi,

la umbra de papusoi…

noi…

este… fara drum, inapoi…

ca si cum… goi…

nu de haine… ci de noi…

suntem, eroi

nu de razboi….

ci… de noi…

intr-unul, amandoi…

si unul in doi

Thank you for your recent order from Despair, Inc.

I’d like to personally welcome you to our growing body of Dissatisfied Customers(tm), but to do so might evidence some actual concern for service and protocol. This might then lead to customer satisfaction, which would defeat the purpose altogether. That is why you have received this generic, form-generated email, written by some nameless lackey in our marketing department.

Having established that any pretense of consideration for your needs would be counter-productive to our raison d’etre at Despair Inc, let us now ponder a subject of greater interest to those among us who are worthy of both of our collective attentions - that person being me.

While you sit there wincing in disbelief at these bon mots of authentic insincerity and vexed by the intrinsic contradictions, I find I am beside myself with awe at Despair’s latest venture in Social Media, the Despair.com Facebook page. http://www.facebook.com/pages/Despaircom/6481756842

Hardly a man given to superlatives, I must nevertheless assert with David-Lee-Rothian boldness that Despair’s embrace of Facebook is laying the foundation for one of the most revolutionary experiments in online media that you will ever witness. By joining Despair.com’s Facebook page, you’ll get closer access than you’ve ever had to the heart of the entire Despair, Inc. operation. Behind the scenes on photoshoots. Getting inside scoops and access to exclusive coupon codes not being made available to public at large. First look at new videos Despair’s created?

I can already hear the chorus of delighted and disbelieving shouts? “Does this REALLY mean Despair’s going to be releasing more videos? Finally? After all this time?” Oh yes. A LOT more. So stay-tuned. And while you’re at our Facebook page, go ahead and LIKE us! (It’s really the least you could do after we’ve already stolen your money.)

At long last, after this lengthy exploitation of your attention for purely selfish marketing purposes, let us move on to yet another advertisement for our company. In anticipation of your next question- “How can I subject myself to even further marketing attempts by Despair?” Well, you’re in luck! Because Despair offers several additional opportunities to be on the receiving end on a steady stream of angst wrapped inside advertisements and covered in coupons. Those willing to endure the agony of it all will find themselves rewarded often with savings and freebies beyond belief. The Wailing List - (The Official E-Mail Newsletter of Despair) http://www.despair.com/subscribe1.html

The Wailing List Twitter Feed (An Unofficial Experiment by a Marketing Peon in the Limits of Your Endurance- with an occasional coupon code thrown in…) http://twitter.com/wailinglist

Alas- if you find that even daily contact from the forces of Despair Marketing personnel is simply not enough to satisfy your needs, well… Seriously? You might need a hobby… The only people subjected to more frequent abuse at our hands are our employees- and take it from us, there is such a thing as too much of a bad thing… If any of the information shown below is inaccurate, please notify us immediately using our Troubled Ticketing system. http://www.despair.com/trti.html

We will rectify your error immediately, and on some occasions, without snickering. It is the least we can do, which, as a matter of policy, is the most we can do.

Sincerely not really writing you this email, E.L.

Intr-un anume sens… reprezenta pentru mine, imaginea cea mai frumoasa a orasului.  O cladire imensa, care mai apoi parca sfida inaltimile, prin cele doua turnuri, denumite…  gemenii…

A fost apoi, data ramansa in istorie…  9.11.  si de atunci… lumea  este altfel.

Acum… in locul gemenilor este un adevarat santier.

Printre macarale… se  zaresc doua cladiri… ca o amintire din vremea trecuta…

Imi amintesc de ele, foarte bine… pentru ca… de la sol par asa de inalte… iar de pe terasa gemenilor… pareau niste musuroaie de furnici… mult prea jos fata de nivelul de unde le priveam..

Un paravan din placaj, desparte doua agomeratii… pe de o parte, forfota santierului…  cu utilaje… activitate specifica, facuta  si coordonata de oameni imbracati in costum de lucru si caschete pe cap… iar  de cealalta parte… agomeratia strazii… cu troturarle mereu pline… (sa nu uitam ca, aici este una dintre cele mai importante statii de tren, princ are circula o multime de oameni, venind din statul vecin pentru diverse activitati in oras) iar strazile pline cu masini de tot felul… de la incapatoarele autobuse pana la micutele auto…

Langa vechile constructii… se inalta cu repeziciune altele noi…

Peste toate insa… parca vegheaza protector… noul turn in constructie…

Are insa o cu totul alta arhitectura decat cele cunoscute de demult… Muchile creaza planuri mutiple si jocuri de umbre…  S-a rupt forma regulata de dinainte…  dar… pentru mine s-a rupt si magia pe care mi-o oferea locul acesta…

Oare… cata sticla  este inglobata in aceasta cosntructie???

Liftul exterior… santieresc… pare numai o pata pe cladire…

In partea de sus…  nedeslucit parca se intrevede ideia de progres al lucrarii… oare… de cate ori… a trebuit sa urce si sa coboare, liftul, pentru a purta cele necesare unui singur etaj???

O maretie de sticla… este cladirea nou altaurata…  cate patratele??? Cate priviri strabat departarea prin fiecare???

Oricum gemenii… nu mai sunt…  eu insa ii port in amintire… si.. privind, tot ce se realizeaza in zona… ramane umbrit de efemeritatea  celor ce erau mandria orasului… si bucuria mea…  gemenii…

Tot zilele trecute am vrut sa iau ceai, era expirat anul trecut. Am luat si un suc ca ala era bun, mi-a zis indienosu de la magazin ca abia peste 2 saptamani expira!

Azi am vrut sa iau niste chipsuri, expirate anul trecut. Am zis asta e prea de tot, trebe scris pe blog.

CUmparaturile au fost facute din locuri diferite, uleiul chiar luat dintr-un lant faimos de magazine. Nu is singurele expiratii de  care am avut parte,  astea doar is cele mai proaspete.