Kis semmiségek nagy puffanással

May 5

Apr 14

Changes I.

Bah. Revelations are always presented with a catchy Hans Zimmer score, epic footage, million dollar CGI and boobs.

In reality, it’s more like an ugly poem about dicks, with the eternal summary at the end: don’t be one.

Or at least consciously be aware, that you can act like one anytime; a.k.a. being a nice guy 99% of the time guarantees that sometimes you’re big stinking pile of rude behavior. (For statistics fans: it follows from the strong Law of Large Numbers.)


Mar 17

bedemarton:

Lesz egy ilyen is.

“Upside Down”, a documentary about The Creation Records. It will then hit cinemas, or at least UK cinemas, around March/April 2010.

Sometimes I really hate this. I like the graphics, but I can’t absorb their chaotic data dump. Not even half of a coherent sentence, just rock’n’roll rambling. The documentary better slow down on the coca lane and take some time to explain and enlighten the fucking audience about what the shit is going on.

Besides, who cares about the drug addiction fueled carcasses behind those marvelous songs?

Now I need an Oasis track to help calm down.


Nov 7

Principles

I want to have the power, force of will, ability, skill or whatever it takes, to change myself. Sure, but, what if.

I believe reason, applying logic to understand our environment, ourselves, others, ultimately most of the world.

Maybe, with enough time, respect and patience, one can gain the knowledge to see beyond one’s own shroud of darkness.

Then can one’s own light shine upon one’s surroundings, change it, and probably, somewhere along the story, change oneself too.

After all, what’s more eternal and perpetual than change itself? (And spelling errors, typos and data loss? But tumblr is pretty amazing at keeping those at bay.)


Jun 13

Jun 7

The lonely cadmium-yellow world glows friendly at summer nights

Reblogging this is won’t exactly make me happy, isn’t it? Won’t help me find a better perspective on life. On my life.

It’s just a long solitary journey. From the bottom of my - as of now, completely turned black, muddy and bitter,- heart to its top. To reconquer it. To make it bow to my will. To make it fucking obey me. Not the other way around.

It’s a shame these times, that I’ve got a big heart.


Jun 1

Sentience is output without input.


May 28

Van új TED (mint minden héten)

Ez érdekes, és vizionáris.

Ez vicces, mert orgazmus, he-he.

Ezt meg már sokszor, sokféle képpen mutogatták, de azért nem árthat újra.

Ezt meg csak úgy, mert mindig jó, kicsit megkönnyezni az igaz szerelmet.


May 25

Reality is the part of the world with no imagination.

Mert tényleg :c


May 19

May 18

wohoo, még egy mikroblog.


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