Wintersleep - Home

This is what my mind was singing two weeks ago:

So glad to be back home

be back home

i cant stay too long

be back home

so glad to be back home

be back home

the winter hit so hard

hit so hard

the winter hit so hard

every little part

so glad to be back home

be back home

With this post NaBloPoMo November 2011 has concluded. Was a pleasure to be with my blog 30 days in a row. Cheers for now my loves.

End

Today I will be going back to Scotland, and so my holiday will be over. I managed to do most of the things that I had planned, and for that I'm very content. Although there are things that are left undone, guess I'll leave those for next time. :)

I have to be back at work on Thursday, thought of it brings me down. Although it's not as bad as it should be. Not sure how I can explain it. :D

Dear friends, wish me a pleasant flight, and I'll write again from a different time zone. Bye, bye for now.

I love my bike!

I got my bike fixed, sort of... And then me and my bro, we went for a ride... All I can say is that I love my bike. I adore it!

Destrukcija.

Tā ir iedoma, tās ir liesmas,
kas bruģim stāsta par daudz.
Tā ir pazudusi dvēsele bez mugurkaula.
Tā neeksistē.
Tā vakaros krāso melnas baltās ielas.
Tā nesteidzīgi dzer lietus lāses.
Tā meklē pazudušo draugu.
Viņš nav, sen aizbrauca rīta tramvajā uz depo pusi.
Tā mazgājas ar kanāla zivīm.
Tā klejo pa pilsētas šaurajām ielām.
Tā dzīvo sapņu ielejā.
Tā bruģim stāsta par daudz.

Raud bruģa ērmotie tēli.
Tie nespēj vairs turēt smagumu jūsu.

Ego

Once more I want to complain about the time. It seems to be in a rush again. But I've grown, I know it's not the time. It's me!

Can You imagine that December is near, and so I will return to the routine that was abducting me before my holiday begun. I'm tired. I'm tired of the lies and the useless hope. I'm tired of those who think of themselves so dearly and then forget about others. I'm tired of you. I'm tired of myself.

My mom owns a mug which has a nice saying on it: Liktenim ir divas puses - labā un tā, kas izskatās pēc sliktās. The meaning of this is, Destiny has two sides - the good one, and the one that looks like the bad one.
And so it IS.

Soul Asylum - "Runaway Train" lyrics+video

Call you up in the middle of the night
Like a firefly without a light
You were there like a slow torch burning
I was a key that could use a little turning

So tired that I couldn't even sleep
So many secrets I couldn't keep
Promised myself I wouldn't weep
One more promise I couldn't keep

It seems no one can help me now
I'm in too deep
There's no way out
This time I have really led myself astray

CHORUS
Runaway train never going back
Wrong way on a one way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here nor there

Can you help me remember how to smile
Make it somehow all seem worthwhile
How on earth did I get so jaded
Life's mystery seems so faded

I can go where no one else can go
I know what no one else knows
Here I am just drownin' in the rain
With a ticket for a runaway train

Everything is cut and dry
Day and night, earth and sky
Somehow I just don't believe it

CHORUS

Bought a ticket for a runaway train
Like a madman laughin' at the rain
Little out of touch, little insane
Just easier than dealing with the pain

Runaway train never comin' back
Runaway train tearin' up the track
Runaway train burnin' in my veins
Runaway but it always seems the same

Drama Queen

Burn the last eclipse,
Let the odd flies bully your dreams,
Believe in the lost treasures,
Deny the truth when confronted.

Swallow swards, break your bones,
Win the first place,
Sell the gold that you've won,
Stay disabled for the rest of your life.

Pavasaris

Šodien izdevās nopirkt rūtiņu kladi tērptu plastmasas vākos. Protams, ar spirāli. Tikko, kad to biju iegādājusies nolēmu, ka to saukšu par Pavasari. Tā ir parastas klades izmērā, lai gan biju apsvērusi pirkt A4 formāta daiļumu. Nu labi, tas nav būtiski patiesībā.


Pie grieztiem ir pielipuši četri putni. Tiem ir garas, košas astes un asi knābji. Tie nepacietīgi lauž vaļā katru sēkliņu, kas tiek pasviesta to virzienā. Pie virtuves galda nepacietīgi bērni griež leišu akmeņus savdabīgos dejas ritmos. Citi pamanās dejot līdzi. Uz baltām papīra lapām zīmē vēl neesošus jumta klājumus, lai veiksmīgāks rezultāts. Bet draugi viens otram dala uzlīmes, kuras tika atrastas sinagogu pagrabos. Laiku rādītājs nekust no vietas. Lieli izauguši mazi. Bonusā piešķir mandarīnu par katru negulētu nakti.


Labojums: Pārdomāju, kladi dēvēšu par Trešo Pavasari.

End of the World

We all know that the end of the world arrived ages ago.. And then it came again, again and again. So basically we all don't even exist.

No Face

Imagine no one would have a face and everything that we do would make up our identity. Or we could all have the same face. You understand the basic of this thought? So you would not be judged based on your looks, or race, or even gender; but your own actions. Further more, you would not be limited by the label that the society has attached to you. If you're a woman in Pakistan, you're barely considered as a living being. Where as if you had a face like everyone else, then you could do all the things that he, she or he is doing. I believe that's what the world should aim for... But that's just me.

Mēness

Kad pilnmēness, tad visiem labi.

18. novembris

Ir ļoti patīkami sajusties patriotiskam.

Bungadiņa.

Hahahaha. :D

Vakar bija

Vakar vakarā beidzot atbildēju uz to vēstuli. Kopā aprakstīju divas lapas no abām pusēm. To ir plānots nākamā gada novembrī vai decembrī. Man tik jāsameklē skočs, lai varu to kārtīgi satīt, lai nav vēlme palūrēt ātrāk, kas tajā rakstīts.

Visādi citādi iet labi. Domāju par nerunigām spārēm un klausos citu sarakstītos mīlas vārdus. Nedaudz viz iedvesma, tik nezinu kur to kārt. Varbūt, ka iekāršu kumeļam astē, vai arī pie kāda vēl neizdzisuša slimības kalna. Tad manīs.

Vēl nav.

Vēl joprojām neesmu atbildējusi uz vēstuli sev. Bet gan jau kaut kad. ;)

Biezpiens

Ir labais papīrs.

Day 5

Today is the final day of my 5-day-pre-holiday-weekend. I've been out and about every night since Thursday. Today is the last day because tomorrow i'll be leaving for my holiday. :)

On Thursday i met up with Gunta for a few beers. On Friday was my colleagues birthday party. Saturday the same birthday party continued. Sunday i went to Latvian poker night. And today, Monday, it's the big poker night. The plan is to have a real good time!! :))

Plus i can not wait for tomorrow!!!!!!!!!

Cheerios my friends.

Optimistic

So much for the positivism that you wear each day like an old pair of socks. So much for being a good friend, when you're the one who leaves everyone behind while on a possibly final journey. You're a disgrace to human kind. You don't know where to stop. You fly in your dreams like a dragonfly. You can then stop and think; you can stop the time. No, wait, here goes another truth, it's not the time that's running, it's us. We never stop growing old. Take a breath, we're all young. We like to think otherwise because we are meant to grow up, that's what the society pushes on you. One should never stop dreaming like a child, one should always find happiness in little things. One should cry his/her eyes out if another homo sapience has done harm (physical or emotional). We should never lose the simplicity of love. It's wonderful to think of your dear ones as angels walking on the planet of earth. One should think of swearing as a terrible sin, that leads you into suffering. Bad words are followed by bad actions, we all know that. We should all, at least visually stay pure as the holy water. We must not forget that there's monsters hiding under the bed and in the closet.

We must stay brave, dream big dreams, and never give up on ourselves!

Prieka lieti.

Lietains laiks, lietains prieks. Šodien manā paradīzē līst laimes lietus. Galīgi bez iemesla gribas smaidīt. Gribas pierādīt, ka par spīti visam, es gribu smaidīt. Lai tik kāds pamēģina manī modināt sāpi, bēdas, skumjas.. Es pretī uzbrukšu ar smaidu, jo esmu stiprāka par jums visiem. Man vienalga, ka ir nomācošais novembra vilciens, esmu neievainojama, esmu dzīva. Vēnās kā ūdens Niagārā rit asinis. Tās iemet vaigos veselīgu sārtumu, un lūpās neizsmeļamu smaidu. Māc nogurums, bet man vienalga. Gribas pateikt pasaulei taisnību, lai arī viņi zin, un, lai saprot.. Bet es māku turēt noslēpumus, nav lemts citiem uzzināt to, kas padara manas dienas nebeidzamas. Nevienam nav jāzin, tas, kas slēpjas manā domu skapī.

Es tik smaidu, jo tā tomēr ir vieglāk nekā pūt ar asarām acīs.

11/11/11

It's finally Friday, thought it would never come. Today i'm supposed to attend a party that i'd rather not go to.. But what the hell! What difference does it make if i get drunk here or there? :P

Can't wait for Tuesday!!


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