thunder and sun and snow and
a dragon
swallowing earth
carrots and peas and beef and grilled fish
in the love of a woman
who s waiting at home for you
the star the icon the dust of vanity
tooth fairy's promised gift on the newborn little's girl pillow
love is a fiction when you give it to the wrong one
never mind this,
just
Hemingway and me, alone in the sea
nude is beauty
naked is rape
pornography is the yes given to a murderer who can't take no as an answer
prostitutes who throw urine over beautiful faces
of magic girls
are married, and mothers, and sisters of their pimps
and become queens of the faeces
the ladies are always the real tramps :)
Instrumentul primordial al omului este vocea; două corzi bine folosite.
Livia cântă dintotdeauna și, de la 16 ani, a luat premiul I așa...dintr-o dată.
A studiat, lucrat, repetat, concertat, atât acasă, cât și peste tot în lume.
A fost instruită de profesori săi: să fie cea mai bună, cea mai cuminte, cea mai harnică, să aibă încredere în ea însăși.
Livia a primit darul unui ambitus generos și a inteligenței muzicale care ajută orice muzician să se adapteze limbilor vorbite, cântate și culturilor acestora.
muzica, pentru cantiști, înseamnă și însușirea cuvintelor.
Livia e doar o fată care cântă; în limba română, în limba engleză, în limba franceză; cu temeri și curaj chiar și în limba italiană, în limba spaniolă, în limba maghiară, în limba portugheză, în limba germană.
Dacă veți fi curioși, vreodată, despre ce și cum percepe această fată lumea din jurul său și veți încerca să vă adresați ei prin : Livia, hai să vorbim despre muzică....ea vă va răspunde:
despre muzică nu se vorbește, se cântă
Livia cântă sunete așezate pe ritm, cântă sunete care se asociază sau nu cuvintelor, precum un rapsod care-și trăieste viața desenând cu glasul său propriul jazz.
.........și cântă pentru că este singura cale de a fi fericită.
putting blame on others is actually quite childhood like experience except it's what shaped history worldwide.
if you ate your brother's fair share chocolate you'll most likely lie of not being you, blame it on santa claus or the neighbour's kid or someone you maliciously and strategic dislike enough as to suffer the punishment meant for you since your parents will, most likely, argue with deviant behaviour of taking what's not yours, after righteously having received your own chocolate.
the most fashionable religion in europe is christianity which, of course, solved a lot of moral issues through dogmatics and control and worship the invisible greater good and creating powerful symbols of decency and peace and silence meant to shut down inevitable chaos that happends from time to time when things get bad 'cause beautiful souls fall in the hands of tyrans :)
so, lust or.....being greedy is baaad, humans are demanded to take what's theirs to get and if one of them skips the line....coercition is applied.
contemporary world doesn't go through the sports of fist-fight or swords or ..well.....you name it :) since the most effective way, old as the Scriptures, like Celibidache said :) is through denigrate a human's presence.
there s this book, called Condemnation of Paganini, wrote by Anatoly Vinogradov: you can't imagine how much i needed it and finally found it @ an Antique bookstore just to shockingly discover i already owned it: had to dust off the covers in my home's attic :) received through inheritance for my grandma...Livia, obviously :) with her own trademark stamp for her personal library with her maiden name as beautiful as my very own b day stamp was given just to rewrite karma , i guess :)
people who desperately want to be loved and seek the love of others as a refuge or salvation are, most likely, little children who never had the attention and affection of an average family-like-pattern, therefore expectations say: biological parents or legal guardians or imaginative long tailed rabbits are supposed to offer the comfort and fill in the missing gaps.
anthropology is not an...let's say..... easy science to have and to hold and study if one doesn't have the main passion for it: the ability to observe in a description kind of way, greek graphos, what only very later one can synthesise as a legitimate science: greek -logos-.
it's almost like a screenplay writer most of the times feels like smashing the teeth of a director who he/she disagrees when taking part in the mise-en-scene production: in viewing behaviours through the lens of emotions.
and this guy, an anthropologist named Bronislaw Malinowski, reached post mortem fame through his, nowadays smoked like a rotten leftover cigar, theory of necessity placed and drawn as a pyramid like check in needs of a human in order to fulfil a satisfactory state of compensation, maybe happines...in my terms....how to cherish life itself.
i ll talk about B.W.'s work in another post, what's to underline is the very first step of this theory early mentioned: need of shelter, food, water/hydration, rest, and sex :)
although there are many sadist out there willing to provoque harm to others and themselves by starvation, deepselfthirst, lackofrest, cold and any other stupid experiments meant to show boundries can be expanded.... :) one always, in the end, if are lucky enough to remain alive... gets to the simple result of being just and plainly human, as an individual belonging to the society in which we, as drops, form an amazing amount of Ocean-like-beauty.
some say ones can live without food or hydration or sleep or sex, i think one can surrvive but for limited periods of time, with the quality of life itself gettin' from bad to worse.
in this pyramid, artist's needs take place as a superior state of being in gold medal winning hierarchy.
an artist, viewed through this sunglasses is an individual who can lack the basic needs and still feel happy while doing their art solely.
pretty much perceived as bohemian homeless people, ones that cannot integrate through discipline and being told what to do.
most of the people i got acquainted with in my lifetime are like that not having any talent whatsoever :)
they go to work for wages only, build careers out of degrees, not vocation, justify themselves as having trades on market through pure opportunities, privileges, status, or being serious thieves, murderers, frauds and professional liars in their predator way of absorbing the good will intent of the childish wonderful kindhearted minds.
any decent parent, tutor, professor, manager, administrator of human resources knows this, however, there's not so much anyone can do but hope for the best when handling situations far from common sense control.
the most like to be villains i notice have an impressive charisma associated with a forwardness far from any decent behaviour is likely to be understood.
i sense it like absolute fear to have someone like that in my presence, like a harry potter movie voldemort character placed in real life. i m scared as living hell out of people who will hurt me only to take away all of the gifts holy grace poured on me.
intent, although can be smelt, cannot be proved by anyother than facts.
back to Nicollo Paganini, my lover :) and one of the most badmouthed and genious string instrument players of the Romantic era: he was a boy, just a boy living he's destiny and DNA musical life...and suffered tremendous pain out of being in the wrong places at wrong times that ate all his energy and lead him to death. Wolfgang ...that.......that tragedy i can't even think about..
ok.
back to present: in order to come clean hands out of a shitty situation that can damage reputation, people use excuses out of other people's image, the army structure calling this escape goats: disposables, or how someone can be used and denied, through that the process of dehumanisation being treated like a fair trial.
of course there's likes and dislikes, no one forces us to put up with what we re not comfortable with, however: this world's history seems to function through the dynamics of tragedy measured in centuries and the power of deity measured in seconds...... deliverance of the shit all assholes provide and then ask for caviar rights :)
deviant behaviours -whereas norms may be also considered, for the eyes of any average sociologist, something that is present through count; so even vile behaviours can be as seen facts to be tolerated or even boring due to constantly repeat actions eg:murder, therefore not so shocking :) (check out Auguste Comte, Emile Durkheim...my husbands :)....- can be placed in mental healthcare institutions or jailhouses, but until now......no one know hows to deal with them.
so, apparently: being a decent, simple educated human with no bad habits and morals and a genuine nice person is for losers :) if you re not a psychotic fuckface who lies and cheats and throws poison to others....there s nothing interesting about you to be considered :)
decency is for people who will die soon :) and winning is for snipers :) and resilience is for idiots portrayed as clowns by those who don't have the intellect to laugh out of ideas, only of other people's misfortune :)
although circumstances are beyond our control, our free will always is within ;) any smart entrepreneur knows convents, graveyards, psych wards and jail houses are filed with people that cannot be replaced :)
for others, there's bank accounts, manipulation, extortion, and using humans as resources exploiting their own weakness: their ability to survive through what they want desperately to give to others: love used as a theatre Ego not as a sacrifice.... and to one's own happiness, putting sacrifice for others by choosing against their hearts is something that actually doesn't last :)
there's not much i learned about life so far, i'm just a girl. i don't belive in people taking away other people's fortune.....i think it s just wind in summertime towards what sometimes we feel as thunderstorms.
most of the greatest minds and talents i know through what's being written about them or through live speech that tells truth by facing the bariers of time.....all of these humans i owe so much to !.....gave their lives to the amazing it.... this unknown it that chose them....if you ask me...against their will as simple humans :) their would have lived and died just like the rest of mortals: breeding out of lust, heating homes out of comfort, driving expensive cars out of prestige and fame.
of course there are noble minds that were born as aristocrats, Kant and.....i dont know.... Shakespeare, most likely, who had the fortune of not facing hunger or premature death of loved ones or themselves.
like the mythical achile s heal....where our strengh is.... our weakness can be easily spotted and hunted by allowing to surround ourselves with the "et tu, brute" wasp like hovers. and it may take a lifetime for some to have the gettin' away courage of starting all over from scratch. some never do.
all i ever loved in my lifetime is music, musical notation handbooks, art, dance, art cinematography, my profession, sociology books, ethnography, anthropology, and this makes me feel safe from harm, 'cause my brain is always smarter that my emotions.
challenging one's own will in terms of aiming for success is also facing no options left plan, and the times for rest and heal.
thus being said, as a delightful sensual drama queen that i am: i m not writting in my last will the give away ownership of my bass quitars and musical gear!
my gear is like women in pubs: nobody serves them, get your own :)
not so long ago, 26 years or such to be precise, give or take a few harvesting seasons,
life
took away a dream only to replace it with a gift :)
high school not only led the steps to the musician i am today but also to the sociologist insufferable, know-it-all, annoying who is always driven by curiosity and has the guts to wear smart pants :)
flunking admission to a smug reputable bilingual elite training class led me as a witty preppie to the destination i belonged :)
Simion Mehendinți, my heart....
the one and only academic scholar who has true value for my professional admiration towards earned credits................ was an amazing human being.
besides his accomplishments:
being the first ever geographer living in this political nation called nowadays well...we all know the name of the state :) was an intelligent and devoted scientist who developed a system of measurable knowledge based on geography and ethnography through anthropogeography who later led to what we all study today as anthropology....bessssssides that :)
he was also a nice and kind hearted man who, regardless of the perfect skilled ownership of several foreign languages who helped him read authors and study properly in-depth handbooks...chose to live here out of free will 'till intellectual work led his old age years to blindness...and like the rest of us..death.
the point of this post, besides the lame ass fakes who steal my creativity and life long learning just to make it their own by showing and telling how an average low IQ can get ridiculous :)......is to underline the importance self guided beliefs in terms of aiming for success provided through ethical standards.
what is very but veeeery annyoing to my ears is using the man's ethnicity to brag about in terms of national symbol. i don't think this place deserves him for he's accurate worth is much higher ground.
and i hope Academia can carry on the battle between cultural nation and political one when it comes to such a valuable person as he was :)
if one has enough space left in "it's" :))) head to see beauty in the most simple and virtuous ways all the monumental works are ever built...there's nothing left to save this civilisation from drowning.
it takes courage, sacrifice, stubbornness....losing partners we fell in love with... out of pure stupidity 'till true soul mates enter our lives to become complete.....'cause choosing what we do is always harder that being what we are.
i guess time itself has a way to settle things mankind never could :)
soooo, thus being written
if you think Levi Strauss is a pair of jeans and you don't know who that Claude guy is......f*%k of :)
