at the edge of Resurrection - II

at the edge of Resurrection

Cutia craniană prefacută clepsidră
picură fire de nisip inaintea ochilor
Să văd nelasându-mă
cum timpul în loc de cununâ de spini
m-a incins cu sârmă ghimpată.

Nasterea trandafirului alb...

sau despre uciderea trandafirului rosu:

eu sunt pamantul

2003-01-13
eu sunt gândul
pe care îl alungi împotriva ispitei
eu sunt cuvântul
pe care îl rosteşti împotriva tăcerii
eu sunt apa
pe care o săruţi împotriva setei
eu sunt carnea
pe care o sfâşii împotriva foamei
eu sunt pământul!

there is no choice...

the rational choice:

the emotional choice:

trimbulindu

The portrait of a young man who named him self trimbulindu.

<< "trimbulind" is a specific slang romanian word reffering to dudes and dudettes that keep living a life full hedonist pleasures, poetry instead of word, wine instead of juice, weed instead of cigarettes. Though so hedonist in real-life, a trimbulind has also an ideal, philosophical virtual reality he lives in.The word as invented by a romanian poet named Nichita Stanescu. The trimbulind ideal-type is mainly present in his opera. Depicted here is a trimbulind wearing two halfs of an egg. This implies the idea that any, or many trimbulind-like persons are seeing the world trough the thin layer of a main idea that can crack anytime if life strucks you. Genuine insight fragile happiness for a short time or real life pragmatism full of hard decisions? That is the main dillemma of trimbulind. >>

2008 Feb 10 trimbulindu