tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198786270042963482012-02-27T12:40:00.407+02:00Razele credintei si umbra cunoasteriiAcest blog se va construi din presiunea prezentului asupra trecutului si din perspectiva viitoruluiSfetcu Florinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486766131970568638noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019878627004296348.post-63355959068606705312010-12-21T15:18:00.002+02:002010-12-21T15:35:51.917+02:002010-12-21T15:35:51.917+02:00Şah<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Tabel Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">Să jucăm şah</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">Mută tu un zâmbet de regină</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">ca eu să mut pionul acela</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO"><span style=""> </span>îndrăgostit.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">Pe care tu desigur îl vei fi cucerit</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">deja cu un nebun de gând.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">Apoi visând </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">pe un câmp alb un cal</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">Eu am să</span><span style="" lang="PT-BR">-</span><span style="" lang="RO">ţi cer să-mi dai</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">sărutul tău fatal.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">cu şah la rege.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">Voi sacrifica sufletu</span>-mi din </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">turnul asediat</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">Şi apoi se înţelege</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">Voi face o rocadă pentru </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">a scăpa de mat.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">Şi jocul de iubire în doi va continua</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">Tu vei fi la mutare şi altceva vei lua</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">Regina ta sublimă cu credincioşi nebuni</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">Va vrea să mă rănească</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">Mutarea următoare este însă firească</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">Cum clar se înţelege</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">Mai am şi eu nebuni</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="RO">Şi îţi dau şah la rege</span><span style="" lang="FR">:</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="PT-BR">Iar tu acum s</span><span style="" lang="RO">ă</span><span style="" lang="PT-BR">-mi dai</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="" lang="PT-BR">Iubirea </span><span style="" lang="RO">şi doi cai.</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2019878627004296348-6335595906860670531?l=florinsfetcu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RnUgz4TWYkcCsoUQrfsyG3kkFJk/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RnUgz4TWYkcCsoUQrfsyG3kkFJk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RnUgz4TWYkcCsoUQrfsyG3kkFJk/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RnUgz4TWYkcCsoUQrfsyG3kkFJk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RazeleCredinteiSiUmbraCunoasterii/~4/HPISkrx8XvI" height="1" width="1"/>Sfetcu Florinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486766131970568638noreply@blogger.comhttp://florinsfetcu.blogspot.com/2010/12/sah.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019878627004296348.post-53219765668178564092010-12-13T14:21:00.004+02:002010-12-13T14:30:10.779+02:002010-12-13T14:30:10.779+02:00TradareEra un drum pe care, treceau trecatorii<br />Era un drum aflat la marginea morii<br />Acolo se-ntalneau toti detractorii<br />Toti cei ce erau slugile terorii.<br /><br />Eu eram doar un cavaler al lumii<br />Un comandant cum m-ar descrie unii<br />Un cavaler cu idealuri clare<br />Un luptator pe drumuri solitare<br /><br />In lume bantuia urgia<br />Multi oameni infruntau atunci sclavia<br />Se intreceau stapanii pusi pe rele<br />Sa inventeze biruri si belele<br /><br />Eram un lupator al libertatii<br />Un pazitor al zidului cetatii<br />Credeam in lupta care construieste<br />In idealul care ne-ntareste.<br /><br />Aflasem drumul catre libertate<br />Si altii ma numeau atuncea frate.<br />Veneau in urma mea spre-o lume noua<br />Eliberarea sa v-aduca voua<br /><br />Paseam pe calul meu cu coama deasa<br />Un mandru armasar de mandra rasa<br />Aveam un scut si-o sabie cu mine<br />Si toti credeam ca mergem spre mai bine<br /><br />Era un drum aflat la marginea morii<br />Acolo se aflau stransi tradatorii<br />Organizati sa ma doboare in trecatoare<br />Uitand ca libertatea-n veci nu moare.<br /><br />Nu eu eram cel ce-aduceam lumina<br />Nu eu eram cel ce le udam gradina<br />N-aveau cum sa invinga libertatea<br />Chiar daca mi-ar fi adus moartea.<br /><br />Eu eram numai mesagerul care<br />Mergea pe drumurile solitare<br />Eu incercam sa regasesc un drum<br />Sa ne-naltam din nou din negrul scrum.<br /><br />In care ne aflam din ironie<br />Condusi din nou de-o neagra tiranie<br />Vroiam sa ne-naltam din nou spre soare<br />Sa fie iarasi lumea infloritoare.<br /><br />Tradarea lor a reusit se pare<br />Sageata lor adanc m-a strabatut<br />Dar am gasit o cale-n continuare<br />Pe care o sa merg neabatut.<br /><br />Va las pe voi sa dezlegati misterul<br />Cum de invins sunt tot invingator<br />Cum doborit in colbul muritor<br />Acum eliberat privesc iar cerul.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2019878627004296348-5321976566817856409?l=florinsfetcu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GD1-f93vIkJznqyiVzroI0cl-dI/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GD1-f93vIkJznqyiVzroI0cl-dI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GD1-f93vIkJznqyiVzroI0cl-dI/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GD1-f93vIkJznqyiVzroI0cl-dI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RazeleCredinteiSiUmbraCunoasterii/~4/JqbYAojVsFw" height="1" width="1"/>Sfetcu Florinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486766131970568638noreply@blogger.comhttp://florinsfetcu.blogspot.com/2010/12/tradare.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019878627004296348.post-37733683805935743022010-11-10T12:20:00.003+02:002010-11-10T12:29:24.949+02:002010-11-10T12:29:24.949+02:00DimensiuniDimensiunea I<br /><br />Un punct<br />Palpitatie<br />O raza<br />Vibratie<br />Un sens<br />Revelatie<br />Dimensiunea<br />Contemplatie<br />Ochii<br />Creatie<br />YHWH<br /><br />Dimensiunea II<br /><br />Desertul...,plan<br />riguros deziluzionind.<br />Arsura si muchie.<br />Pe langa acesta<br />suprafata palmei<br />relief viu.<br />Priviti comparind<br />Ceea ce vedeti<br />Este<br />Dimensiunea II<br />Planul devine sfera<br />Pentru a se cunoaste<br />pe sine<br />Ochiul gandului se deschide.<br /><br />Dimensiunea III<br /><br />Cunoasterea de sine.<br />Aparenta victorie<br />Clara infrangere.<br />Se trece la altceva<br />Aceasta este dimensiunea III<br />Creatie<br />Prinzi,desfaci,transformi<br />intr-o frenetica <br />aparenta victorie <br />a cunoasterii de sine.<br />YHWH<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2019878627004296348-3773368380593574302?l=florinsfetcu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/G1k-ZPprwX4GG9Kvyk6GPoCkJJk/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/G1k-ZPprwX4GG9Kvyk6GPoCkJJk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/G1k-ZPprwX4GG9Kvyk6GPoCkJJk/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/G1k-ZPprwX4GG9Kvyk6GPoCkJJk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RazeleCredinteiSiUmbraCunoasterii/~4/i6mdVxvrRFk" height="1" width="1"/>Sfetcu 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href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/H25e-fMqypqSe7ivVgln6ubpVOw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/H25e-fMqypqSe7ivVgln6ubpVOw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/H25e-fMqypqSe7ivVgln6ubpVOw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/H25e-fMqypqSe7ivVgln6ubpVOw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RazeleCredinteiSiUmbraCunoasterii/~4/d0K7x9CS_e8" height="1" width="1"/>Sfetcu Florinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486766131970568638noreply@blogger.comhttp://florinsfetcu.blogspot.com/2010/11/singulara.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019878627004296348.post-1814367582374130482010-08-31T14:30:00.004+03:002010-08-31T14:38:55.278+03:002010-08-31T14:38:55.278+03:00Secretul tristetiiTristetea este o stare?<br />Este un hobby?<br />Este o eclipsa?<br />Ce este tristetea?!<br />Poate este doar o inghesuiala<br />Intr-un colt al deziluziei<br />Sau este chiar o iluzie bolnava<br />O iluzie muribunda.<br />Primul semn al tristetii <br />Este privirea.<br />Care practic intra intr-un <br />fel de greva a stralucirii.<br />Dar cel mai relevant<br />semn<br />Este strangerea de inima<br />Prabusirea in sine.<br />Cu toate ca stim toate astea,<br />Nu putem patrunde<br />cu nimic<br />Secretul tristetii.<br />Pentru ca la intrebarea <br />Ce ai?!<br />Cel intrebat va tresari putin<br />asa ca dupa somn<br />Si buimacit va raspunde<br />Nimic...Nimic...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2019878627004296348-181436758237413048?l=florinsfetcu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/pAnVwl9bNcieqnCgby6B9uLKtsM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/pAnVwl9bNcieqnCgby6B9uLKtsM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/pAnVwl9bNcieqnCgby6B9uLKtsM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/pAnVwl9bNcieqnCgby6B9uLKtsM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RazeleCredinteiSiUmbraCunoasterii/~4/bcF150BGq1E" height="1" width="1"/>Sfetcu Florinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486766131970568638noreply@blogger.comhttp://florinsfetcu.blogspot.com/2010/08/secretul-tristetii.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019878627004296348.post-29773787032314488892009-06-10T16:29:00.005+03:002009-06-10T16:42:45.547+03:002009-06-10T16:42:45.547+03:00Povestea mierleiIntr-o zi am iesit din birou.Era o zi de iunie calduroasa.Inainte de a ma urca in masina mi-a atras atentia o pisica. Pisica era foarte atenta si mergea tiptil.Privind in directia pe care privirea ei o indica, am vazut un pui de pasare.Am privit scena aproape 1 minut.Apoi am coborat si m-am indreptat spre puiul aflat in pericol.L-am ridicat si am fost uluit de frumusetea lui.Avea niste picioare maricele bine formate, un cioc incredibil de mare pentru un pui de dimensiunea lui si niste ochi foarte expresivi,care te priveau cu o atentie de neinteles.M-am uitat in sus si am vazut un mierloi. Mi-am dat seama ca este un pui de mierla. Pasarea care statea sus pe stalp mi-a atras intr-o seara atentia cu cantecul ei minunat.<br />M-am hotarit sa incerc sa salvez puiul.L-am luat cu mine in masina.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2019878627004296348-2977378703231448889?l=florinsfetcu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_Pcwl_34oF1KrWOTwNpwDd5i8FA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_Pcwl_34oF1KrWOTwNpwDd5i8FA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_Pcwl_34oF1KrWOTwNpwDd5i8FA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_Pcwl_34oF1KrWOTwNpwDd5i8FA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RazeleCredinteiSiUmbraCunoasterii/~4/f73JOgBEzeA" height="1" width="1"/>Sfetcu Florinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486766131970568638noreply@blogger.comhttp://florinsfetcu.blogspot.com/2009/06/povestea-mierlei.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019878627004296348.post-80058421966537579102008-05-09T11:27:00.004+03:002008-05-10T20:50:19.475+03:002008-05-10T20:50:19.475+03:00<content type="html">INALTAREA MAESTRULUI<br /><br />PELERINII SE ADUNASERA IN CERC<br />ISI DESCHISESERA MANTIILE CA NISTE ARIPI<br />DEASUPRA LOR ERA CERUL<br />HORA ORELOR<br />IN EI MISTERUL<br />CREASTA CLIPELOR<br />ASCUTISUL SI TAISUL<br />COBORITUL SI URCUSUL<br />MURMURUL APELOR<br />IN PALA DE VINT<br />IN IMN SI CUVINT<br />VULTURUL CRUCIAT<br />S-A INALTAT<br /> <br /> <br /><br />Trec<br /><br />Ce trist e ceasul citeodata<br />Cand cad zapezile pe vatra<br />Si ne privim uimiti pe sine<br />Contemplativi si cu rusine<br /><br />Uimiti de steaua cazatoare<br />De viata noastra trecatoare<br />Lasam in urma intamplari<br />Si nesfarsite cautari<br /><br />Vroim sa fim si nu putem<br />Cadem in visul ce-l avem<br />Purtati de un destin suprem<br />Cadem mereu, mereu cadem<br />Privind la stele cum se duc<br />Destinul ni se pare un truc<br />Si viata pare un trucaj<br />Ce schimba zborul in picaj<br /><br />Poti doar in vis sa ajungi la cer<br />Caci pe pamant mai toate pier<br />Oh scumpa vara ce te-ai dus<br />Oh scumpa toamna ce-ai apus<br /><br />Doar iarna pare a fi azi<br />Semeata alba peste brazi<br />Insingurand orice avant<br />Ca dala alba de mormant<br /><br />Si tare-as vrea sa pot sa fug<br />Din iarna sa inalt un rug<br />Dar flacarile de mi-aprind<br />Topite ape ma cuprind.<br /><br />Topite ape care vor<br />Sa fiu al lor numai al lor<br />Sa ma inghita imediat<br />Sub invelisul inghetat.<br /> <br /><br /><br /><br /> CREATORULUI<br /><br />De ce au existat dinozaurii<br />Si civilizatiile disparute<br />De ce magma clocotitoare<br />Erupe?<br /><br />De ce scoarta se sparge<br />Si cutremurele colinda lumea<br />De ce arde soarele<br />Pe culmi creatorule?<br /><br />De ce mereu amesteci clipa<br />Si o transformi<br />Si privesti rezultatul mereu altfel<br />Cu aceeiasi doi ochi?<br /><br />Privesti si auzi mereu altfel<br />Intr-o cautare infinita<br />Acelasi rezultat<br />Care esti tu insati<br /><br />Da eu stiu cat esti de puternic<br />Si de bun.<br />Numai ca .. sufar<br />Ca nu pot sa fiu la fel<br />Si ca nu pot sa raspund mereu<br />La intrebari !<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />CASTELUL<br /><br />Ca o tristete in care pier<br />Cuvintele desprinse din ramuri inalte<br />Ca o tristete este acum<br />Intinderea calma a marii<br /><br />Acolo in punctul de impact<br />Din care au izbucnit undele<br />Am pasit si eu odata<br />Odata cu frunzele moi ale visului<br /><br />Acolo erau niste trepte<br />Care duceau in adanc...<br />Acolo se desprindeau apele<br />Acolo este castelul<br /><br />Servitorii astepta in adancuri<br />Citind versurile poetilor lumii<br />Din care eu am sa-i pun sa recite<br />Cand voi veni...<br /><br />Acolo este o asteptare continua<br />Si naiva.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> Visul comun<br /><br />Oglinzi de sare intinse<br />Sub creste de munte<br />In planul gandirii stau prinse<br />Pe urme pierdute<br /><br />La 5000 de metri inaltime<br />Sta visul comun<br />Pasesc peste el mandre Lame<br /><br />Pasesc pe linisti fara nume<br />Si-n cer trec flamingi<br />Ei insisi o clipa visata<br />In Anzi<br /><br />Acolo e visul comun<br />Al nostru<br />Pe intinse oglinzi nemiloase<br />De sare<br /><br />E locul in care vezi cerul<br />Pe un varf prabusit<br />In oglinda<br />Spre infinit<br /><br />Pe lacuri de sare<br />calcand<br />Intri in visare<br />Si urma-ti dispare<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />PADUREA DE BRAZI<br /><br />Padurea de brazi<br />A ajuns pana la mine<br />A coborat muntii<br />A parasit ceturile<br />Si s-a apropiat de geamul meu<br />Intr-o noapte<br />Ramurile sale au imbratisat<br />Spatiul meu vital<br />Mirosurile de cetina<br />Au patruns in sufletul meu<br />Aerul curat<br />Mi-a inundat plamanii<br />Eram fascinat<br />De prietenia sa nesperata<br />Si uimit de placutele<br />Impunsaturi ale miilor de ace<br />Prin care am sesizat<br />Mai tarziu<br />Ca ne iubeam<br />Ne iubeam cu adevarat<br />Asa cum urletul lupilor<br />Iubeste libertatea<br />Si razele lunii<br />Confirmau iubirea<br />Poleindu-ne<br /> <br /><br /><br />Sculptura<br /><br />Bolovani imensi incandescenti<br />Se pravaleau in valea adanca<br />Vaporii se ridicau la cer<br />Bubuitul rascolea adancurile<br />Ireversibil<br />Cine si-ar fi inchipuit atunci<br />Aceasta forma pamanteana<br />Care suntem<br />Milioane de ani<br />Cat o clipa<br />Au sculptat-o<br />Pentru noi<br />Unde este semnul focului?<br />Unde este semnul nelinistilor?<br />S-a ascuns!<br />Dar va reveni……..<br />Bolovani imensi incandescenti<br />Se vor pravali din nou<br />Si atunci cine va mai sti<br />Ce a fost?<br />Soarele? 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