<?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-7476834147328828097</id><updated>2024-09-08T03:04:17.290+03:00</updated><category term="sclipiri"/><category term="altii mai destepti"/><category term="vis"/><category term="low-level"/><category term="cine poate;poate"/><category term="lyrics cu link"/><category term="depresie"/><category term="maxime"/><category term="pentru tine"/><title type='text'>ITmind</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Lucian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033403621559267759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqj9bYP_ZoQBDYRajCvU9v9-Nbt_n1fYsUJ3FjJmzYpPBlC9kfGkgXLFSLzGrCE79mYRCzZrppjJkWPyjNSG_x0iXYGnxY8_XYPXAq9svkGuT0DdA8VkEcQ3ddvPIlFs4/s220/222859797.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7476834147328828097.post-3461450793229645087</id><published>2022-07-20T21:45:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2022-07-20T21:45:27.614+03:00</updated><title type='text'>De la Răducu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;How many days of beauty? How many sunsets have my eyes gazed upon? How many warm embraces, smiles, kind words, victories and excitements? Yet they all fade into approximation. The approximation that shapes the man I am now. Alongside the hurtful moments, that I may or may not have learned something from. If our memory was perfect, if we would be able to recall all the joys laid in our paths so far, would we live in perpetual bliss? Or would we not even try to live another day.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/feeds/3461450793229645087/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2022/07/de-la-raducu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/3461450793229645087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/3461450793229645087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2022/07/de-la-raducu.html' title='De la Răducu'/><author><name>Lucian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033403621559267759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqj9bYP_ZoQBDYRajCvU9v9-Nbt_n1fYsUJ3FjJmzYpPBlC9kfGkgXLFSLzGrCE79mYRCzZrppjJkWPyjNSG_x0iXYGnxY8_XYPXAq9svkGuT0DdA8VkEcQ3ddvPIlFs4/s220/222859797.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7476834147328828097.post-6059381446974912491</id><published>2019-10-11T09:38:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2019-10-11T09:38:49.202+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dacă te întrebi vreodată </title><content type='html'>în mine se zbate un ochi de femeie singură&lt;br /&gt;
de parcă n-am cui să-i pun masa&lt;br /&gt;
de parcă n-am în cine să mă ghemui&lt;br /&gt;
de parcă n-are cine să mă iubească&lt;br /&gt;
când sunt lumină sau întuneric&lt;br /&gt;
când sunt goală și pielea se lipește&lt;br /&gt;
ca fumul de plămâni&lt;br /&gt;
ca limba de gheață&lt;br /&gt;
ca frica de animal&lt;br /&gt;
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în mine se zbate un alt om&lt;br /&gt;
mereu singur, mereu trist&lt;br /&gt;
de parcă m-am născut într-un decembrie ceaușist&lt;br /&gt;
de parcă nu mi-am început nicăieri drumul&lt;br /&gt;
de parcă mă strânge viața de gât&lt;br /&gt;
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în mine se zbate mereu altcineva&lt;br /&gt;
se zbat de fapt&lt;br /&gt;
toți oameni pe care i-am întâlnit</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/feeds/6059381446974912491/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2019/10/daca-te-intrebi-vreodata.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/6059381446974912491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/6059381446974912491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2019/10/daca-te-intrebi-vreodata.html' title='Dacă te întrebi vreodată '/><author><name>Lucian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033403621559267759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqj9bYP_ZoQBDYRajCvU9v9-Nbt_n1fYsUJ3FjJmzYpPBlC9kfGkgXLFSLzGrCE79mYRCzZrppjJkWPyjNSG_x0iXYGnxY8_XYPXAq9svkGuT0DdA8VkEcQ3ddvPIlFs4/s220/222859797.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7476834147328828097.post-5761508767231250609</id><published>2015-02-22T16:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2015-02-22T16:25:41.629+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru viitorul nostru</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Tahoma, Calibri, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;I’m sorry, but I don’t want to be an emperor. That’s not my business. I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible - Jew, Gentile - black man - white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Tahoma, Calibri, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other’s happiness - not by each other’s misery. We don’t want to hate and despise one another. In this world there’s room for everyone and the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Tahoma, Calibri, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men’s souls - has barricaded the world with hate - has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical; our cleverness, hard and unkind. &lt;b&gt;We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery we need humanity. More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness. &lt;i&gt;Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Tahoma, Calibri, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;The aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in man - cries for universal brotherhood - for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world - millions of despairing men, women, and little children - victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people. To those who can hear me, I say: ‘Do not despair.’ The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed - the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Tahoma, Calibri, Geneva, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Soldiers! Don’t give yourselves to brutes - men who despise you and enslave you - who regiment your lives - tell you what to do - what to think and what to feel! Who drill you - diet you - treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don’t give yourselves to these unnatural men - machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines! You are not cattle! You are men! You have the love of humanity in your hearts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;You don’t hate, only the unloved hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt; - the unloved and the unnatural!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Tahoma, Calibri, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;Soldiers! Don’t fight for slavery! Fight for liberty! In the seventeenth chapter of St Luke, it is written the kingdom of God is within man not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In you! You, the people, have the power - the power to create machines. The power to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful - to make this life a wonderful adventure. Then in the name of democracy - let us use that power - let us all unite. Let us fight for a new world - a decent world that will give men a chance to work - that will give youth a future and old age a security.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Tahoma, Calibri, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power. But they lie! They do not fulfil that promise. They never will! Dictators free themselves but they enslave the people. Now let us fight to fulfil that promise! Let us fight to free the world - to do away with national barriers - to do away with greed, with hate and intolerance. Let us fight for a world of reason - a world where science and progress will lead to all men’s happiness. Soldiers, in the name of democracy, let us unite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Tahoma, Calibri, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/NIlmzFf19Mw&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/feeds/5761508767231250609/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2015/02/pentru-viitorul-nostru.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/5761508767231250609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/5761508767231250609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2015/02/pentru-viitorul-nostru.html' title='Pentru viitorul nostru'/><author><name>Lucian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033403621559267759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqj9bYP_ZoQBDYRajCvU9v9-Nbt_n1fYsUJ3FjJmzYpPBlC9kfGkgXLFSLzGrCE79mYRCzZrppjJkWPyjNSG_x0iXYGnxY8_XYPXAq9svkGuT0DdA8VkEcQ3ddvPIlFs4/s220/222859797.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/CAjyJDBDaFM/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7476834147328828097.post-363947621755446179</id><published>2013-10-08T14:45:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2013-10-08T14:45:10.817+03:00</updated><title type='text'> The 100 Things Every 20-Something Needs To Realize</title><content type='html'>1. You need a minimum of an hour to get ready before work or class.&lt;br /&gt;

2. Don’t hit the snooze button. If you gotta get up, then get up.&lt;br /&gt;

3. Shaving is more than a suggestion. That goes for men and double for women.&lt;br /&gt;

4. If you eat enough pizza, you will turn into a tub of oily cheese.&lt;br /&gt;

5. Running isn’t just for four-legged animals.&lt;br /&gt;
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6. Getting high gets old.&lt;br /&gt;

7. Getting drunk doesn’t. But don’t tell that to your liver.&lt;br /&gt;

8. Unprotected sex is a regret waiting to happen.&lt;br /&gt;

9. The quiet ones are the best between the sheets — although it may take some time for them to open up.&lt;br /&gt;

10. Dating is overrated and usually a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;

11. Don’t date unless you think you may fall in love with them.&lt;br /&gt;

12. Facebook is boring and a waste of time. It is. Really.&lt;br /&gt;

13. When you think you’re missing out, you’re not.&lt;br /&gt;

14. Nothing good happens after 3 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;

15. Sex is better if you are emotionally involved with your partner.&lt;br /&gt;
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16. Reading is always better than watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;

17. Watching reality TV makes you dumber.&lt;br /&gt;

18. Yay, you can twerk!! But can you do anything useful?&lt;br /&gt;

19. The way people see you is just as important as the way you see yourself.&lt;br /&gt;

20. Friends are hard to come by. Don’t ignore those you have.&lt;br /&gt;

21. Most people want something from you.&lt;br /&gt;

22. There is no such thing as free.&lt;br /&gt;

23. You don’t have a hole in your wallet; money just disappears.&lt;br /&gt;

24. Putting more money into your car than the car is worth makes you look like a dickhole.&lt;br /&gt;

25. Listening to music too loud CAN make you go deaf.&lt;br /&gt;

26. Drunken sloppy sex is only good the first time — maybe first two times.&lt;br /&gt;

27. Don’t spend money on things you don’t need because you won’t have money for the things that you do need.&lt;br /&gt;

28. If you want to know if the relationship will work out, then let him see you without your makeup.&lt;br /&gt;

29. Being in a relationship is not a reason to let yourself go.&lt;br /&gt;
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30. More tongue is not the answer.&lt;br /&gt;

31. Ladies: your teeth are for chewing. We don’t like to be chewed.&lt;br /&gt;

32. Guys: she may say it’s an exit only, but that’s only because she’s never given it a try. #Shocker&lt;br /&gt;

33. Stop using hashtags. They’re not always appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;

34. If you can get her into bed before date 3, then you’ll get bored with her by week 2.&lt;br /&gt;

35. If you give it up too soon then he’ll consider you conquered and move onto the next mountain.&lt;br /&gt;

36. Women are never free.&lt;br /&gt;

37. Men may not only be looking for sex, but sex is definitely a part of it. A big part.&lt;br /&gt;

38. Waiting until you get married to have sex is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;

39. Bad sex = bad relationship.&lt;br /&gt;

40. If you’re going to get a tattoo then make it small and have it somewhere inconspicuous.&lt;br /&gt;

41. Savings accounts are not for dummies.&lt;br /&gt;

42. You will hate yourself for getting a new credit card.&lt;br /&gt;

43. If you’re feeling sh*tty, get some exercise.&lt;br /&gt;

44. You should always do your best to look your best because it will make you feel your best.&lt;br /&gt;
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45. Orgies.&lt;br /&gt;

46. Learn to play chess.&lt;br /&gt;

47. The world works, in large part, by manipulation.&lt;br /&gt;

48. Having the ability to read people will get you further in life than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;

49. It’s not just whom you know, but also what you know that matters.&lt;br /&gt;

50. You should live in New York City for at least a year.&lt;br /&gt;

51. You should live abroad for at least a year.&lt;br /&gt;

52. As a rule of thumb, don’t do drugs. You don’t ever know what you’re actually taking.&lt;br /&gt;

53. Less is almost always more.&lt;br /&gt;

54. Beauty lies in simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;

55. Overcomplicating things leaves things overly complicated.&lt;br /&gt;

56. If you sleep around with a lot of people, then you are a whore. But who cares? As long as you’re clean, you’re clean.&lt;br /&gt;

57. Make mistakes now. Making them later will be too late.&lt;br /&gt;

58. We all want what we can’t have. Remind yourself of that every day.&lt;br /&gt;

59. You can do less and produce more.&lt;br /&gt;
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60. It’s all about efficiency.&lt;br /&gt;

61. You can’t buy time.&lt;br /&gt;

62. Time itself is an illusion. Always think: “I’ll be there before I know it.” And you’ll prove yourself right each time.&lt;br /&gt;

63. They stopped making good music in the 90s.&lt;br /&gt;

64. You don’t actually want to be a DJ. You just don’t understand what it means to be one.&lt;br /&gt;

65. Lower your expectations and you won’t be so disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;

66. Using toys can be fun for both parties.&lt;br /&gt;

67. Size does matter. It goes for both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;

68. If you expect oral sex then have the courtesy to lather and rinse beforehand.&lt;br /&gt;

69. Don’t say I love you unless you mean it.&lt;br /&gt;

70. Don’t be afraid to fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;

71. Yoga.&lt;br /&gt;

72. Violence is for idiots. Use your words.&lt;br /&gt;

73. Being smarter does make you the better person.&lt;br /&gt;

74. Kill them with kindness.&lt;br /&gt;
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75. You don’t need to be an assh*le to get ahead in life, but you can’t be a pushover either.&lt;br /&gt;

76. Your cellphone is ruining your life.&lt;br /&gt;

77. There is no substitute for face-to-face human interaction.&lt;br /&gt;

78. Get checkups regularly. It could save your life.&lt;br /&gt;

79. If you’re going to smoke, then use a vaporizer.&lt;br /&gt;

80. It is morally wrong to be obese.&lt;br /&gt;

81. A good blowjob goes a long way.&lt;br /&gt;

82. Slow and gentle will always get her off. Rough and intense only works on occasion.&lt;br /&gt;

83. If you’re using the pulling-out method, then you have a good chance of pulling out a baby in a few months.&lt;br /&gt;

84. Don’t drink cheap liquor.&lt;br /&gt;
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85. Don’t eat crap food.&lt;br /&gt;

86. Drink lots and lots of water. Most of you are chronically dehydrated.&lt;br /&gt;

87. Meditate.&lt;br /&gt;

88. Sudoku helps fight off future dementia.&lt;br /&gt;

89. You don’t have ADD.&lt;br /&gt;

90. You’re most likely to be your own cause of depression.&lt;br /&gt;

91. The way you see the world is all that matters. But understand that you may be delusional.&lt;br /&gt;

92. There’s always more to the story.&lt;br /&gt;

93. People lie.&lt;br /&gt;

94. You are alone in this life. Accept that and appreciate the moments when you don’t feel so alone.&lt;br /&gt;

95. Family is more important.&lt;br /&gt;

96. If you don’t work to improve yourself everyday then you are wasting your life.&lt;br /&gt;

97. Passion is what makes life worth living.&lt;br /&gt;

98. You are always better off than most people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;

99. You aren’t entitled to sh*t — nada. You get what you earn.&lt;br /&gt;

100. No matter what happens, never give up. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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But it&#39;s gonna happen, because if it doesn&#39;t, than it&#39;s all shit</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/feeds/4435860273724972810/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2011/02/mornings.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/4435860273724972810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/4435860273724972810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2011/02/mornings.html' title='mornings'/><author><name>Lucian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033403621559267759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqj9bYP_ZoQBDYRajCvU9v9-Nbt_n1fYsUJ3FjJmzYpPBlC9kfGkgXLFSLzGrCE79mYRCzZrppjJkWPyjNSG_x0iXYGnxY8_XYPXAq9svkGuT0DdA8VkEcQ3ddvPIlFs4/s220/222859797.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7476834147328828097.post-595326866637581310</id><published>2010-12-24T18:53:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T17:18:14.143+02:00</updated><title type='text'>life is eternal</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width=&quot;480&quot; height=&quot;385&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/8737uiiSF9Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/8737uiiSF9Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;480&quot; height=&quot;385&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One has to come to terms with one&#39;s own mortality.&lt;br /&gt;And you can&#39;t really help people who are having problems with mortality,If you&#39;ve ot problems of your own.&lt;br /&gt;So you have to begin to sort things out,And I thought I had sorted things out &lt;br /&gt;until I saw this excerpt from this book,Of certainty I shall remember what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Life is not the opposite of death. Death is the opposite of birth. Life is eternal.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought that it&#39;s the most profound words I have ever heard about that issue and it really put me in peace.(I felt it was a wonderful story.)&lt;br /&gt;And that&#39;s it.&lt;br /&gt;What else is there to say?&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Life is eternal.&lt;br /&gt;Surely the opposite of life is not the death, but life is eternal.&lt;br /&gt;There is no opposite.&lt;br /&gt;And so, what happens is, I suppose,&lt;br /&gt;(And isn&#39;t it a raging or outrageous)&lt;br /&gt;State of pure consciousness, stillness and silence?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, what we are looking for now,&lt;br /&gt;We are searching for and we have been searching for,&lt;br /&gt;Now we&#39;ve become closer it and now we know it&#39;s already there,&lt;br /&gt;Is there for ever to seek,&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s there,&lt;br /&gt;And it&#39;s going be there,&lt;br /&gt;All the time,&lt;br /&gt;Forevermore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Feel renewed inside&lt;br /&gt;Feel the truth in life,see beyond sky,beyond our waking eyes,when the night is long,feel i don&#39;t belong,when sky is grey you turn to me and say,&lt;br /&gt;Love is all we are ,together or apart.&lt;br /&gt;When the light of day ,turn me on my way,&lt;br /&gt;Feel renewed inside,feel the truth in life,&lt;br /&gt;See beyond...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/feeds/595326866637581310/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-is-eternal.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/595326866637581310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/595326866637581310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-is-eternal.html' title='life is eternal'/><author><name>Lucian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033403621559267759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqj9bYP_ZoQBDYRajCvU9v9-Nbt_n1fYsUJ3FjJmzYpPBlC9kfGkgXLFSLzGrCE79mYRCzZrppjJkWPyjNSG_x0iXYGnxY8_XYPXAq9svkGuT0DdA8VkEcQ3ddvPIlFs4/s220/222859797.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7476834147328828097.post-4916949177309557605</id><published>2010-06-09T23:49:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T23:50:59.456+03:00</updated><title type='text'>33 seconds ago</title><content type='html'>@rapistrash things are eventually bound to break. we also. other&#39;s hearts. others our hearts. there is no enough giving, taking can be to much. as bird can be, you can be free. also freedom means lonliness. the girl can be unreachable, just cause to keep someone close for self its﻿ selfish -otherwise letting go is just &#39;letting go&#39; . i empathise with you</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/feeds/4916949177309557605/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2010/06/33-seconds-ago.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/4916949177309557605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/4916949177309557605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2010/06/33-seconds-ago.html' title='33 seconds ago'/><author><name>Lucian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033403621559267759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqj9bYP_ZoQBDYRajCvU9v9-Nbt_n1fYsUJ3FjJmzYpPBlC9kfGkgXLFSLzGrCE79mYRCzZrppjJkWPyjNSG_x0iXYGnxY8_XYPXAq9svkGuT0DdA8VkEcQ3ddvPIlFs4/s220/222859797.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7476834147328828097.post-5941273211614107481</id><published>2010-03-20T17:06:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2019-07-02T15:53:38.347+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pentru tine"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sclipiri"/><title type='text'>.zis</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;
I have my moments but no one&lt;br /&gt;
wants just moments.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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loving the right person at the wrong time&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Hai la Brasov, e alt aer acolo si stiu multe locuri!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Dar locul meu draga, unde e?&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;
Esti o prosta.&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Esti un prost.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Esti...&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Sunt.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Uite vezi ce proasta esti, nu intelegi nimic!&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Ma, da tu intelegi ca te iubesc.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Taci din gura, mai avem putin pana la altar.&lt;br /&gt;
Nu vreau sa zambesc fals. Proasto.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&quot;Imi esti dator cu o inghetata...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Imi esti restanta cu ceva rece, un gest, un cuvant, ceva, orice...&lt;br /&gt;
Pentru ca am fost rau si merit.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Te pierd.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Si eu te pierd.&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Uite cum facem, ne pierdem amundoi, si ne prefacem ca ne cautam si apoi ne intoarcam cu fata si ne luam in brate, ne regasim.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Si daca eu nu mai stiu care mi-e fata? Ce fac?&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Spune-mi ca ma vrei si ca ti-e dor de mine si te voi auzi, si te voi gasi, asa cum numai eu vreau sa te gasesc...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Bine, dar sa ma saruti. Te rog.&lt;br /&gt;
“Promit. promit, neiubitule.”
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Si apoi….liniste.&lt;br /&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/feeds/5941273211614107481/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2010/03/zis.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/5941273211614107481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/5941273211614107481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2010/03/zis.html' title='.zis'/><author><name>Lucian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033403621559267759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqj9bYP_ZoQBDYRajCvU9v9-Nbt_n1fYsUJ3FjJmzYpPBlC9kfGkgXLFSLzGrCE79mYRCzZrppjJkWPyjNSG_x0iXYGnxY8_XYPXAq9svkGuT0DdA8VkEcQ3ddvPIlFs4/s220/222859797.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7476834147328828097.post-4513913602868441328</id><published>2010-02-13T13:14:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T13:23:18.146+02:00</updated><title type='text'>amator</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width=&quot;380&quot; height=&quot;205&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://embed.trilulilu.ro/video/isneuron/9faf210d7b9145/0xE9EFF4.swf&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://embed.trilulilu.ro/video/isneuron/9faf210d7b9145/0xE9EFF4.swf&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;380&quot; height=&quot;205&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/feeds/4513913602868441328/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2010/02/amator.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/4513913602868441328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/4513913602868441328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2010/02/amator.html' title='amator'/><author><name>Lucian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033403621559267759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqj9bYP_ZoQBDYRajCvU9v9-Nbt_n1fYsUJ3FjJmzYpPBlC9kfGkgXLFSLzGrCE79mYRCzZrppjJkWPyjNSG_x0iXYGnxY8_XYPXAq9svkGuT0DdA8VkEcQ3ddvPIlFs4/s220/222859797.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7476834147328828097.post-2107297865970927533</id><published>2010-01-25T19:56:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T20:09:55.462+02:00</updated><title type='text'>the male disease</title><content type='html'>- it&#39;s called being foolish yet.the men disesase includes the &lt;br /&gt;need to feel in charge at all times - in charge, in control, in command. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a real man sees himself as king of the hill, leader of the pack, captain of the ship. but all the while in order to fit in, to belong he has to act like all the other man and do what they do; so he&#39;ll be accepted, and get a good job, a promotion, and a raise and a porsche and a wife. a wife who will imediately trade in the porsche on a nice sensible dodge van with folding seats, so they can be like &lt;br /&gt;all the other boring families. the poor fuck.... the poor stupid fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- his manliness also requires that he refuses to go to a doctor or a hospital unless it can be demonstrated to him that he as in fact beeing clinically dead for over 6 &lt;br /&gt;months. &quot; &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;no use goin&#39; to the hospital, honey! i don&#39;t seem to be in a coma...&lt;/span&gt;&quot; therefore he must learn to ignore pain. &lt;br /&gt;&quot; &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;it does&#39;t really hurt...bleading from six holes in the head, it doesn&#39;t really hurt...just give me the remote and get me a beer, an&#39; get the fuck-out-of-here...&lt;/span&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- most men learn this stupid shit from their father. fathers teach their sons not to cry. &quot; &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;don&#39;t let me hear u crying...or i&#39;ll come up there and give u smth. to cry about..!!&lt;/span&gt;&quot; great stuff, hah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- all the problems in the world,  repeat all the problems in the world can be traced to their fathers due to their sons. so little boys hide their feelings and society likes that. because that when they get to be 18, they&#39;ll be able to go overseas and kill strangers without feeling anything. and of course that bargain includes a certain relucktant willing to have their balls shot-off. &quot; &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;honey, i have to go overseas and have my balls hot-off... or else the rest of the guys will think i am too affraid to go overseas and have my balls shot-off...&lt;/span&gt;&quot; the poor fucks... the poor stupid fucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- and so, as a result of all the represion of felling, the extend of the average man emotional expression is the &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;hi five&lt;/span&gt;&quot;... or sometimess when really deep feelings emerge...both hands - the &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;hi ten&lt;/span&gt;&quot;. this is raw emotion ! and that&#39;s about all they&#39;re capable of. and they have dad to thank - &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;thanks dad&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- but wait , dont think dad&#39;s can&#39;t be fun at times too. after all, dads introduced sons to the wonderful world of man. the male sub-couchers - the real tough-guys-masculine-he-man stuff. no whipes, to pussies, no softies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- there are 5 deadly man subcultures, and they all overlap: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;the car- machinery culture &lt;br /&gt;the police/military culture &lt;br /&gt;the outdoors and gun culture &lt;br /&gt;the sports and competition culture and&lt;br /&gt;the drug&amp;alcohol culture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and as a bonus i&#39;m gonna throw in one more: &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;the &#39;let&#39;s go and get some pussy and beat the shit out of queers&#39;-culture&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i say, they all overlap. many men belong to all six. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- this male universe is ofcourse detectable by analising its combustable formula: gasoline, gun-powder, alcohol and adrenaline. a chemistry rendered even more lethal the everpresent, everdelightfull accelerant: &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;testosterone&lt;/span&gt;. talking about substance abuse? its chemical dependancy you are looking into, you might look into testosterone. TESTOSTERONE- the most leathal substance on earth. and does not come from a laboratory, it comes from the scrotum. a scrotum located interestingly enough not too far from the ass-hole. how fitting? and happenes in all these male subcultures share a particulare set of features: homophobia, cuppled with an odd ironic complete child-like trust in male authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- men are atracted to powerfull men. they also share a strong fear and dislike of women. and this despite of a pathological obsession with pussy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- so why are men like this? i think the overriding problem for men is that in life main event is reproduction. they&#39;re left out. women do all the work. what the men contribute with? generally they&#39;re looking just for a quick parking space for some sperm. coupple of hits, a hot jizm and the volume of the TV goes right back up. it&#39;s my belief that most of these flood-male-chromosomes sould not be allowed to go forward for even one more unfortunate generation. but such as biology. and so, excluded as they are from reproduction, men must find other ways to feel usefull and &lt;br /&gt;worthwhile- as a result they mesure themselves by the size of their guns, the size of their cars, the size of their dicks and the size of their wallets &gt; all contests that no man can win consistently.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- let me tell you how all this happened: because women are the source of all human life. the first human being came from the belly of a female. and all human fetuses begin as females. the brain itself it&#39;s basically female until hormones act on it to make structurally male. so in reality all men are modiffied females. where do you think those nipples came from, guys? you&#39;re an afterthought - maybe that&#39;s what&#39;s bothering you. it&#39;s that what&#39;s on your mind, bonkey? that explains hostility : women got the good job, men got the shitty. females create life, men end it. war, &lt;br /&gt;crime, violence, our primarily male franchises. &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;man-shit&lt;/span&gt;, its nature supreme joke. deep in the womb men start as the good thing. they end up as the crappy thing. not all men. just enough....just enough to fuck things up. and the dumbest part of them all is not that men even accept this shit;  half of it they do to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- by the way - i&#39;m not letting women completly off the hook: the one part of the lower anatomy that is the same in both sexes is the ass-hole. the women who are ass-holes they aren&#39;t called like that. they&#39;re named for a diffenrent part of their lower anatomy: they&#39;re called &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;cunts&lt;/span&gt;. isn&#39;t nice that cunts and ass-holes are next-door neighbours?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/feeds/2107297865970927533/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2010/01/male-disease.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/2107297865970927533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/2107297865970927533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2010/01/male-disease.html' title='the male disease'/><author><name>Lucian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033403621559267759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqj9bYP_ZoQBDYRajCvU9v9-Nbt_n1fYsUJ3FjJmzYpPBlC9kfGkgXLFSLzGrCE79mYRCzZrppjJkWPyjNSG_x0iXYGnxY8_XYPXAq9svkGuT0DdA8VkEcQ3ddvPIlFs4/s220/222859797.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7476834147328828097.post-4561117840490048761</id><published>2010-01-19T12:00:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T12:03:51.970+02:00</updated><title type='text'>schimbarea la fata</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; 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( intro-rezumat pentru 2009 )</title><content type='html'>Nu e niciodata uşor. I guess i am just bound to break people&#39;s hearts. Ieri s-a întamplat...somehow... er&#39;ry single fkin time i manage to do the same thing over and over and over. If this could be hell , than this is mine. E doar o problemă de timp. Aia e simplu şi uşor de trecut. S-a întamplat la începutul anului. Ce bine că mi-ai amintit. Aşa mi-am început anul. De atunci îţi dai seama ca nu am mai vb cu el decât rahaturi. Mi-e dor de el sometimes- de poveşti. Nu mi-a zis ca şi-o dorea chiar aşa mult...şi eu ca prostu m-am băgat. E frumoasă, dar a rămas acolo. Şi cam aşa am ţinut-o tot anul. Deci clar ca am fost peste tot, dar de fapt nicăieri - şi evident , singur. Iniţial nu voiam nimic de la ea. Nici ea de la mine. Nu ştiam că e în situaţia de &quot;nerevenire &quot; după o relaţie de ani. Atunci am ştiut: it was meant 4 nothing. Adică... nu poţi ridica precum în magie o tristeţe de pe fruntea cuiva, tristeţe aşezată în caţiva ani. I felt so....so useless. Mai ales că ea şi întindea mâna după ajutor, dar în acelaşi timp dădea înapoi cu frică. My saddest experience din ultima vreme. Înca o mai văd , din când in când. Dar mi-e să nu o speriu. Şi dacă nu o speriu şi se apropie, în nimicnicia mea să nu îi frâng inima şi-aşa fragilă. Ăsta e cazul de : &#39;mai bine fără&#39;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/feeds/5392137553511702070/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2009/12/cazul-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/5392137553511702070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/5392137553511702070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2009/12/cazul-de.html' title='&quot;cazul de...&quot; ( intro-rezumat pentru 2009 )'/><author><name>Lucian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033403621559267759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqj9bYP_ZoQBDYRajCvU9v9-Nbt_n1fYsUJ3FjJmzYpPBlC9kfGkgXLFSLzGrCE79mYRCzZrppjJkWPyjNSG_x0iXYGnxY8_XYPXAq9svkGuT0DdA8VkEcQ3ddvPIlFs4/s220/222859797.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7476834147328828097.post-3434696338718071782</id><published>2009-12-18T10:57:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T21:18:16.833+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="maxime"/><title type='text'>gps - oranj</title><content type='html'>LG: la 8 o sun... &quot; sunteti in reteaua orange...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;LG: f interesant&lt;br /&gt;BM: dada&lt;br /&gt;LG: cica ... n-o avut semnal&lt;br /&gt;BM: ii un fel de gps pt prosti  faza aia cu sunteti in reteaua orange &lt;br /&gt;BM: te intrebi in mijlocul unei paduri pierdut : &quot;unde dracu is?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;BM: nimica mai simplu scoti telefonu&#39; si suni la cineva care il are inchis &lt;br /&gt;BM: si afli unu doi unde esti ca sa stii sa vi acasa &lt;br /&gt;LG: asta o pun pe blog &lt;br /&gt;BM is typing a message.&lt;br /&gt;BM: baga acolo la maxime &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu multumiri, Mircea&lt;br /&gt;_______**___________&lt;br /&gt;saving.....new section: maxime</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/feeds/3434696338718071782/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2009/12/gps-oranj.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/3434696338718071782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/3434696338718071782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2009/12/gps-oranj.html' title='gps - oranj'/><author><name>Lucian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033403621559267759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqj9bYP_ZoQBDYRajCvU9v9-Nbt_n1fYsUJ3FjJmzYpPBlC9kfGkgXLFSLzGrCE79mYRCzZrppjJkWPyjNSG_x0iXYGnxY8_XYPXAq9svkGuT0DdA8VkEcQ3ddvPIlFs4/s220/222859797.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7476834147328828097.post-6632385366123001162</id><published>2009-12-05T11:42:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T11:43:22.325+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparta in us - @cj</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; 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how would u like to format your soul today?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;1.44 inch of benevolent gratitude or 2.88&quot; fearfull regrets ?&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/feeds/6234848584883097412/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2009/12/flashing-in-alegere-formating.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/6234848584883097412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/6234848584883097412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2009/12/flashing-in-alegere-formating.html' title='flashing in alegere - formating'/><author><name>Lucian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033403621559267759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqj9bYP_ZoQBDYRajCvU9v9-Nbt_n1fYsUJ3FjJmzYpPBlC9kfGkgXLFSLzGrCE79mYRCzZrppjJkWPyjNSG_x0iXYGnxY8_XYPXAq9svkGuT0DdA8VkEcQ3ddvPIlFs4/s220/222859797.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7476834147328828097.post-4078215394361655378</id><published>2009-12-03T21:26:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T18:59:06.940+02:00</updated><title type='text'>cu timpul</title><content type='html'>omul incepe sa invete... ca saruturile nu sunt contracte si cadourile nu sunt promisiuni, si asa omul incepe sa-si accepte caderile cu capul sus si ochii larg deschisi, si invata sa-si construiasca toate drumurile bazate in astazi si acum, pentru ca terenul lui &quot;maine&quot; este prea nesigur pentru a face planuri &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu timpul inveti ca a sta alaturi de cineva pentru ca iti ofera un viitor bun, inseamna ca mai devreme sau mai tarziu vei vrea sa te intorci la trecut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iti dai seama cu timpul ca daca esti alaturi de aceasta persoana doar pentru a-ti intovarasi singuratatea, in mod inexorabil vei ajunge sa nu mai vrei sa o vezi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu timpul iti dai seama ca fiecare experienta traita alaturi de fiecare fiinta, nu se va mai repeta niciodata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu timpul inveti ca grabind sau fortand lucrurile sa se petreaca, asta va determina ca in final, ele nu vor mai fi asa cum sperai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu timpul iti dai seama ca in realitate, cel mai bine nu era viitorul, ci momentul pe care-l traiai exact in acel moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jorge Louis Borges</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/feeds/4078215394361655378/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2009/12/cu-timpul.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/4078215394361655378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/4078215394361655378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2009/12/cu-timpul.html' title='cu timpul'/><author><name>Lucian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033403621559267759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqj9bYP_ZoQBDYRajCvU9v9-Nbt_n1fYsUJ3FjJmzYpPBlC9kfGkgXLFSLzGrCE79mYRCzZrppjJkWPyjNSG_x0iXYGnxY8_XYPXAq9svkGuT0DdA8VkEcQ3ddvPIlFs4/s220/222859797.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7476834147328828097.post-3922347004658356941</id><published>2009-07-02T17:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T13:01:53.062+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="altii mai destepti"/><title type='text'>hell or nothing</title><content type='html'>if you could be god&#39;s worst enemy or nothing, what would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;we&#39;re the middle childen of history, we have no special pupose or place&lt;br /&gt;and unless we get God&#39;s attention we havo no hope of damnation or redemption&lt;br /&gt;which is worse? hell or nothing? burn the museums, whipe your ass with the &#39;mona lisa&#39;&lt;br /&gt;this way at least God will know your name.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/feeds/3922347004658356941/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2009/07/hell-or-nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/3922347004658356941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/3922347004658356941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2009/07/hell-or-nothing.html' title='hell or nothing'/><author><name>Lucian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033403621559267759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqj9bYP_ZoQBDYRajCvU9v9-Nbt_n1fYsUJ3FjJmzYpPBlC9kfGkgXLFSLzGrCE79mYRCzZrppjJkWPyjNSG_x0iXYGnxY8_XYPXAq9svkGuT0DdA8VkEcQ3ddvPIlFs4/s220/222859797.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7476834147328828097.post-9073164252869719739</id><published>2009-05-28T13:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T13:01:53.105+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Salvatorul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; 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background:url(http://teste.sirb.net/roman/badge.jpg); color:#000000; overflow:hidden; padding:20px; font-size:18px; line-height:100%;&quot;&gt;Sunt &lt;span style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;83%&lt;/span&gt; român.&lt;br /&gt;Testul zice aşa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:12px; font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;TU ai luptat la Posada, TU ai fost scutul creştinismului european în faţa invaziei otomane. TU ai unit principatele şi TU ai dat jos comunismul! Prin 2015 vei descoperi deodorantul, iar prin 2020 vei afla că heroina nu e totuna cu marijuana. Vrei lăutari la nunta ta. Dacă s-ar desfiinţa televiziunile n-ai şti ce să faci cu timpul liber. Foloseşti expresia “sânge-n pulă”. Ştii că doar banii contează, restul vine de la sine. Cine n-are frică de Dumniezo va arde în focurile iadului. (66 - 100 de puncte)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fă şi tu testul &lt;a href=&quot;http://teste.sirb.net/roman/&quot; style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;aici&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/feeds/8156482095217598010/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2009/04/bravo-tigane-lauda-te.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/8156482095217598010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7476834147328828097/posts/default/8156482095217598010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciron.blogspot.com/2009/04/bravo-tigane-lauda-te.html' title='Bravo, ţigane, laudă-te:'/><author><name>Lucian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033403621559267759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqj9bYP_ZoQBDYRajCvU9v9-Nbt_n1fYsUJ3FjJmzYpPBlC9kfGkgXLFSLzGrCE79mYRCzZrppjJkWPyjNSG_x0iXYGnxY8_XYPXAq9svkGuT0DdA8VkEcQ3ddvPIlFs4/s220/222859797.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7476834147328828097.post-3683552505289361551</id><published>2009-03-08T01:35:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T13:45:45.304+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="altii mai destepti"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vis"/><title type='text'>punct 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPurmQDIasfYjoG03VdNbHfE1Eh-VM6W7mdHyBI5kfsjnY0kayOQ60s2Fx0vDPAAB-qmkK6PWfzEGkezVoLJ1JvV50FK2yCrdvmBj-uObWkcicBWtwBKDCw1MaT7EJEbJKuK9-_riunBk/s1600-h/why_do_you_love_me.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 97px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPurmQDIasfYjoG03VdNbHfE1Eh-VM6W7mdHyBI5kfsjnY0kayOQ60s2Fx0vDPAAB-qmkK6PWfzEGkezVoLJ1JvV50FK2yCrdvmBj-uObWkcicBWtwBKDCw1MaT7EJEbJKuK9-_riunBk/s400/why_do_you_love_me.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401326555656154530&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be brave enough to tell you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I want to say &quot;i love you&quot; &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;before &lt;/span&gt; i hang up the phone&lt;br /&gt;I want to drive all night with you, listening to mix tapes, not caring where we end up.&lt;br /&gt;Oh,... and i really want to get with your sister.... I mean... 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