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In a dreamland far away from here, a long time ago, I met a human who taught me how to find and open the chest with the heart of Davy Jones. Funny that now, many years later, I would be hiding Davy Jones’ heart because of that same person. You can’t ignore life’s irony.

I reached a conclusion that I can best formulate in the following way: When I speak, people listen. When I shout, people shout with me. When I sing, I sing alone. So I’ve decided not to “sing” anymore. As a result, some of the posts that you might have previously read on this blog have been unpublished and from now on, such posts will not appear again. At least not too soon. If you’re not sure what I’m talking about… use your imagination, you’ll figure it out.

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Asta e cu dedicatie pentru fratele Tudor care acum se plimba pe “la mine” prin Cluj. Pe cand o excursie la Craiova, Nasule?

PS: Partea mea favorita:
“Ardealul canta, cerul se-ncalzeste, in Alba neuitatei regasiri,
Oltenia saluta romaneste, cetatea sfanta a Marilor Uniri!”

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I love Dostoevsky. He is truly an incredible writer. Nietzsche was right to call him “the only psychologist from whom I have something to learn”. I wanted to quote his writings many times, but I always find myself constrained by the fact that I would want to quote his entire novel, I can’t just write down one phrase, it’s not enough; you just have to read his books.
This time though, because of some events that recently took place in the lives of my friends which I came to hear about in a rather unusual and unexpected circumstance, when I came over the following part today, I just had to show it. So here it is, this is an excerpt from “The Brothers Karamazov”, by Fyodor Dostoevsky (Translated and Annotated by Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky, “Farrar, Straus and Giroux”, New York, 1990, pg. 381). Read it carefully, it shares some very interesting truth about the world:

Not so the truly jealous man: it is hard to imagine what some jealous men can tolerate and be reconciled to, and what they can forgive! Jealous men forgive sooner than anyone else, and all women know it. The jealous man (having first made a terrible scene, of course) can and will very promptly forgive, for example, a nearly proven betrayal, the embraces and the kisses he has seen himself, if, for example, at the same time he can somehow be convinced that this was “the last time” and that his rival will disappear from that moment on, that he will go to the end of the earth, or that he himself will take her away somewhere, to some place where his terrible rival will never come. Of course, the reconciliation will only last an hour, because even if the rival has indeed disappeared, tomorrow he will invent another, a new one, and become jealous of this new one. And one may ask what is the good of a love that must constantly be spied on, and what is the worth of a love that needs to be guarded so intensely? But that is something the truly jealous will never understand, though at the same time there happen, indeed, to be lofty hearts among them. It is also remarkable that these same lofty-hearted men, while standing in some sort of closet, eavesdropping and spying, though they understand clearly “in their lofty hearts” all the shame they have gotten into of their own will, nevertheless, at least for that moment, while standing in the closet, will not feel any pangs of remorse.

If it weren’t published over one hundred years ago, you could suspect this to have been written yesterday. Well… I’ve had my laugh, thought I’d share. And if you are one of the people he is talking about… Remember this: “Cui peccare licet peccat minus.” (Ovid) I bid you good night

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About a week ago I was done reading Dostoyevsky’s “Crime and Punishment”, while listening to a playlist dominated by the two newest CDs I got, Tom Waits’ haunting chords from “Alice” and Itzhark Perlman and John Williams’ “Schindler’s List” soundtrack. Having finished this amazing novel, I’ve now decided to write a post I’ve been planning for a long time.

Places or things I would want to see before I die:

1. Jerusalem - the holy city for over 50% of the world’s population. The city that more people died fighting for in the history of mankind than any other (and the conflicts continue). This is something I must see with my own eyes.
2. Aurora Borealis/Australis - the Valkyries await only the brave
3. The desert (any desert) - “Every man, woman and child alive should see the desert one time before they die. Nothing at all for miles around, nothing but sand and rocks and cactus and blue sky. Not a soul in sight. No sirens, no car alarms, nobody honking at you, no madman cursing or pissing on the streets. You find the silence out there. You find the peace. You can find God.” (25th Hour)
4. The Pyramids - a tomb built over 4 millennia ago that still stands. Need I say more?
5. India - after so much reading and hearing, this country continues to amaze me. Asia in general is of great interest to me, but India seems to top the list. Japan comes a rather close second though, then China.
6. Oxford - ever since I read Pullman’s books, I felt an incredible urge to see this place, walk its streets, see the buildings and the people. Specifically, I want to find THAT tree and THAT bench he mentions at the end of the book, somewhere in the Botanic Garden. Sit down there, on a Midsummer’s Day, at the same time as Will and Lyra.
7. Mount Athos - being born a man, I have the possibility of seeing this place; so I feel I must honor this chance that I’ve been given
8. Auschwitz - we must see the horror in order to be sure we will not forget it
9. Africa - the cradle of human life is a must see
10. Sagrada Familia - when it will be done (if ever or during my lifetime), it’s worth paying a visit. Several visits actually..

There’s always more, but this is a top 10. The order is really more random than anything else, except for the first three which are really interesting to me. Feel free to share yours

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