utorok 29. marca 2011

REVISIONIST HISTORY


Freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor; it must be demanded by the oppressed


That old law about 'an eye for an eye' leaves everybody blind. the time is always right to do the right thing


Martin Luther King, Jr 

second hand? (Α-Ω)

pondelok 28. marca 2011

Fuck Political Correctness


About this product

Being F.P.C. is getting out of control, suddenly everyone is a mentally handicapped, vertically challenged, custodial technician instead of a dumb short janitor. It's stifling our social dialogue. And not in that good patriot act kind of way either. F#ck political correctness.

Freeze! Shoot To Kill Or Die
Today he has no means, he's alone and anonymous
But written in his cells he has got the marks og the genius
I'm looking for this man to sell him to other men
To sell him to other men at ten times the price at least
I'm looking for this man who knows the rules of the game
Who's able to forget them to realize my aim
I'm looking for this man to make us rich and famous

One - You lock the target
Two - You bait the line
Three- You slowly spread the net
And four - You catch the man

štvrtok 24. marca 2011

small changes, BIG RESULTS


Eικόνες από τις χειρότερες μορφές της ανθρωπότητας. Δεν υπάρχει σε ολόκληρη χώρα,σε ολόκληρο μέρος το πρόσωπο εκείνο που έχεις ανάγκη να δείς και να ακούσεις, έναν χαρακτήρα που δεν είναι εντελώς απεχθές ή άξιος περιφρόνησης ... Ακόμη και οι γυναικείοι χαρακτήρες διεγείρουν κάτι απεχθές και ένα μεγάλο μέρος της περιφρόνησης μου. Όμορφες πολύ και αξιαγάπητες,στην παιδική τους ηλικία όμως.Όλοι,χωρίς να θέλω να γίνω χυδαίος στην έκφραση μου,"αποδεικνύονται άσχημα".
http://leadershipfreak.wordpress.com/2011/06/30/the-top-25-ways-to-win-arguments/

sobota 19. marca 2011

Ειναι σαν ένα παιχνίδι κυνηγώντας να πιάσουμε ιδέες χωρίς ορισμό, ερωτήσεις χωρίς απαντήσεις.Ειναι αυτή η ιδέα που καταστεί αίτιο οδηγό για μια σκέψη, στιγμή ή έκφραση. Κάπως σαν μια βαθιά ανάσα, μία στάση στην καθημερινότητα που πάει να βρεί την γραμμή του και έτσι δημιουργεί ένα χώρο για να σταματήσουμε και να εξετάσουμε τις στιγμές που συνθέτουν τη ζωή μας.

utorok 15. marca 2011

"Eastside ass bitches keep that eastside mentality. All I gotta do is weave all day. I don't give a fuck bout chu."

pondelok 14. marca 2011

Wow.Now


If there is something to desire,
there will be something to regret.
If there is something to regret,
there will be something to recall.
If there is something to recall,
there was nothing to regret.
If there was nothing to regret,
there was nothing to desire.

poem on silence


Now it is time to say what you have to say.
The room is quiet.
The whirring fan has been unplugged,
and the girl who was tapping
a pencil on her desktop has been removed.
So tell us what is on your mind.
We want to hear the sound of your foliage,
the unraveling of your tool kit,
your songs of loneliness,
your songs of hurt.
The trains are motionless on the tracks,
the ships are at restn the harbor.
The dogs are cocking their heads
and the gods are peering down from their balloons.
The town is hushed,
and everyone here has a copy.
So tell us about your parents—
your father behind the steering wheel,
your cruel mother at the sink.
Let’s hear about all the clouds you saw, all the trees.
Read the poem you brought with you tonight.
The ocean has stopped sloshing around,
and even Beethoven
is sitting up in his deathbed,
his cold hearing horn inserted in one ear.

nedeľa 13. marca 2011

Στο συγκλονιστικό δυστοπικό όραμα για το μέλλον, του σκηνοθέτη Grzegorz Jonkajtys, οι άνθρωποι εξαρτώνται ολοκληρωτικά από βιολογικές-μηχανικές μετατροπές για να επιβιώσουν σε ένα επιδεινωμένο κλίμα...
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piatok 11. marca 2011

Μια μερα σε γνωρισα τον κοσμο μου αλλαξες
τελικα αλλο δρομο διαλεξα ή αλλο δρομο διαλεξες
η αγαπη σβηνει
αναβει μια γοητευτικη σιωπη
μια σπιθα που βγαζει ενα βλεμμα η αρχη
τα λαθη που σβηνουν
δυο πορτες ανοιγουν
μια θλιψη γλυκια αφηνουν
εισαι παντα στη καρδια μου
αυτο το ξερεις
αυτα που θα μεινουν
οι σκεψεις με πινουν σε πνιγουν
μα οι καλες στιγμες καρπους απο λουλουδια αφηνουν

Ο σεβασμος που σου 'χω
ειναι ενας λογος σοβαρος
να σου μιλησω
μεσα απο κατι που αγαπω πολυ
οι ανασες αλλαζουν
γλυκο σιροπι οι καρδιες σταζουν
ονειρα ταζουν
παντα μισο εγω μισο εσυ

Ωρα σου καλη!

štvrtok 10. marca 2011

I am

I am a Dreaming, Optimistic pessimist...
I wonder about my own, and others, future...
I hear melancholic Irish music play inside of me.
I see those around me wondering;
        Searching for something long lost...
I want to clearly express my feelings,
         ...and my self...
am a dreaming, optimistic pessimist...

I pretend that i know what it is i'm doing,
       and what i want.
I feel the dark part of the heart; its black hole...
i touch and affect more people than i'll ever know.
I worry that i'm not competent...
       to fufill my destiny, or my fate.
I cry when i watch old films, listen to certain music,
        think of the past-good and bad,...and you...
For, I am a dreaming, optimistic pessimist.

I fully understand that not everyone understands.
i say, "Every moment is precious,...
        and should be cherished..."
I dream of futures--times unseen;
         of the past, and its repetition, times to come.
I try to achieve my best in what i do.
I hope to once more, find that someone i lost...
and Until further notice,...
        I am a Dreaming, Optimistic pessimist....

Some how, in that instant,
       
        I took a breath.
                                        And it all just --
stopped.


I wouldn't realize what

        happened
                -- until seconds later.
But, in that account

        those few passing beats
would feel like --
                                        minor eternities.


        Somedays,
I wonder if the sunlight
                -- wants to stay.

        I know I would
want to stay, that is. Here, on today.


Despite, Day does die.

        Nonetheless, Night now nears.
Only a time-lord could --
                                        escape this,
        and even he cannot slow
the shift.



I looked into a minor eternity,
and, in that instant,

        I took. -- a breath.
                                        It all simply stopped.


The brilliant escape artist --
                                and the illuminant noontide,
brought me out of my broken
        heart-
        -beat.

This adrenalined affair was truly --
                                        A-s-t-o-u-n-d-i-n-g.

utorok 8. marca 2011

This is paying homage to the shit that inspired us from the 


past, while simultaneously tryin to wake this game up 


and kill all the wack shit currently out there.

pondelok 7. marca 2011

Bratislava Main Train Station


απλά, ... ματιά, πίσω .. ..
ίσως όχι τώρα, ίσως όχι στη συνέχεια,
ίσως αύριο, ίσως και 20 χρόνια από τώρα,
αλλά κάποια στιγμή, κάποια μέρα,
θυμάστε όλα αυτά που ... 'Εχω ξεχάσει ....
Δεν ειναι για χάρη μου, όχι για την καρδιά ή τη ζωή μου,
αλλά για σένα, για σένα,
κοιτάμε πίσω, ακόμα κι αν είναι μόνο μια φορά ...

The Crew !



some of my productions (my respect)


2007-2010 spot is the same