<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291339619606656166</id><updated>2024-12-19T05:28:55.976+02:00</updated><category term="Loreena Mkennitt"/><category term="colors"/><category term="dragons"/><category term="dream"/><category term="friendship"/><category term="life"/><category term="peace"/><category term="rainbow"/><category term="seashore"/><category term="serenity"/><category term="ships"/><category term="the sea"/><title type='text'>Inainte de tacere...</title><subtitle type='html'>Gandurile care ne unesc si ne despart...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankhra-cuvintefarasens.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2291339619606656166/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankhra-cuvintefarasens.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AnkhRA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10082395989453342205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cViPjXicAxM/SxG6bF_y5PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JG1TI-hWFw8/S220/Moi+BEle.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291339619606656166.post-4465353107526228698</id><published>2012-07-27T18:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2012-07-27T18:24:46.097+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dragons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dream"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Loreena Mkennitt"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="peace"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seashore"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="serenity"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ships"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the sea"/><title type='text'>Just a Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;The Sun was rising in glorious shades of crimson and gold..or was it setting in bloody hues..?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t know..I can&#39;t remember. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I only remember a feeling...of serenity. Like everything&#39;s going to be just fine and that I don&#39;t need to worry anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m on a sea-shore or a big river-shore and the Sun is either setting or rising. &amp;nbsp;It doesn&#39;t actually matter because the view is magnificent: crimson and gold with tiny tints of dark blue..all mingling and swirling around a giant ball of light. &amp;nbsp;Can you imagine it?! &amp;nbsp; It&#39;s like a war painting of Delacroix: &amp;nbsp;the never-ending battle of unseen powers! &amp;nbsp; They perform this dance since the begining of time, bound by the promise of our Lord, for the benefit of all living beings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;The shore if full of sotft, golden sand...glittering in this semi-darkness like a thousand of tiny diamonds. Sparkling sparkle.....and it&#39;s beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;The water is dark..and deep...and unsettled. Though there&#39;s no wind, a dozen of waves guide a dozen of ancient ships to a giant harbour. &amp;nbsp;Huge wooden and golden ships, crafted in the form of Dragons are quiety heading to a lit shore. &amp;nbsp;The view is quite unsetteling because the ships are empty, no crew on board, and they seem deep in thought and sad over someting I don&#39;t know. &amp;nbsp; It&#39;s like they&#39;re going to a funeral..very dark and oh so sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t see the giant harbour clearly..I only notice the dancing lit torches. Hundreds of huge torches dancing a strange dance: right to left in cirle and triangle...up and down and left to right....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s surprising but I feel peaceful here. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s just me, the Sun and the sad ritual..and the silence..and the emptiness. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m on the &amp;nbsp;shore, dressed in a white cotton robe, sitting on the sparkling sand...And I&#39;m at peace at last!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Am scris-o probabil intr-un moment de suparare, dar citind-o acum ma face sa ma intreb cum de m-am putut schimba asa de mult.. si eu...si ceilalti....&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;RAINBOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve named it &quot;rainbow&quot; because of its unique capacity to bind yet not mix all of the most beautiful and truthful experiences in a relationship.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I&#39;ve started to analyze it only recently..only when things started to change..when we&#39;ve started growing apart.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;At starters I&#39;ve tried fighting it by understanding the present circumstances in a rational way. It didn&#39;t work!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &quot;Friendship&quot;, just like &quot;love&quot;, doesn&#39;t seem to have any ties with our rational side. It just is..and, if you&#39;re lucky enough &amp;nbsp;it grows over the years and teaches you important lessons about life and human nature.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Maybe it sounds stupid or naive but I&#39;ve always thought we&#39;d be friends forever..at least in this lifetime..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Maybe I was wrong and some colors don&#39;t mix well &amp;nbsp;together! Still..I&#39;m not trying to mix anything..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; We are all unique beings and we all have our own unique idea about happiness, love, life..death..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Maybe that&#39;s why I love the rainbow.. &amp;nbsp;Do you think that only one color could surprise you the same way a rainbow would after the rain..or after a storm..?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Don&#39;t they look better together?! Don&#39;t they complement each other and surprise you in the most unexpected moments and make you smile..?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; In our little rainbow I think I&#39;m a non-color, because someone has to keep the others balanced. I don&#39;t really know if I&#39;m black or white..though sometimes I&#39;m both..!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; M.-chan is sometimes Blue..sometimes Green..sometimes not at all. While the other M. is mostly &amp;nbsp;Olive and rarely Blue. &amp;nbsp;Y. looks like a true Pink (though I doubt it highly) and MM is surely a bright Golden-Yellow!&amp;nbsp;C. could easily be an Orange disguised in baby Pink, while IY is mostly a royal Indigo!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; It&#39;s not a true or outstanding rainbow and it&#39;s always changing it&#39;s shades but, nonetheless it&#39;s ours! &amp;nbsp;Or was it?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Maybe it&#39;s just the rain.. Autumn can really be a sickening time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Ohh..I really can&#39;t wait f&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;or Spring to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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