it’s unstable, it’s full of uncertainty and fidgeting.
there’s too much hesitation and constant wavering.
august is hazy and unsettling.
august is begging for changes, and with me – it’s dangerous,
‘cos i believe in Decisions, swift actions and cleansing.
every august nothing is safe, nor things nor people.
i love november, when all is still and crystal clear.
I have a collection of sorts.
I collect moments of wonder.
Nearly perfect moments.
That’s why i listen to music.
That’s why i watch movies.
That’s why i read books.
Anywhere there might be a magic waiting to spark.
There could be a verse, a sentence, an intonation, a look, a movement, few bars of music.
But it will be enough, because at that moment everything just clicks together.
It becomes not necessary REAL, but RIGHT.
Sometimes you recognize it this instant.
Sometimes you can register it after several times of seeing and be left wondering just how you could be so blind before.
But then, maybe this magic was waiting, just as patiently, for a nearly perfect moment to happen?
You may encounter it in some cheap C-movie,
(i even got one in Avatar (definitely not cheap, but quite dull to my liking)
friend of yours stumbles upon a song while listening to some web-station, and collection grows.
2 seconds per song
2 minutes per movie
2 hours per love affair
2 days per life.
Arto Kumanto – Nearly the Perfect Moment
/post dug out from “private”
Test (link – now defunct) was originally provided by CareerPath (now CareerBuilder) website, and was based on Dewey Color System
(с) неизвестный художник
image via neohotnik,
являющегося изобретателем термина и, возможно,
главным специалистом по обычаям и культуре данной народности.
по-хорошему, именно в этот пост мне и нужно пихать пресловутые
100-фактов-о-моей-царственной-особе, но так ломааает.
