The "ORENDA" teaser

It is not only a pleasure but a great honour and privilege as well to call ‘a friend’ one of the people responsible for the creation of this captivating splendour of image and sound:

Separation

Non-smokers apparently think of themselves as saints, some self-proclaimed superior flawless beings touched by divinity. Unbelievable but alas! true.

Cloudy

Sunday is a sad day by default, isn’t it? ‘cause you know what follows. The end of the illusion for freedom coming as inevitable as only time can be…until next weekend of course. 

For the love of order

It occurred to me that whenever I read a new book I hope to find in it something that would answer all my questions…or make them meaningless. I guess I still fancy the Utopian notion that the world and its self-proclaimed rulers move and act under a set of principles that is possible to be outlined as a simple systematic diagram, a sort of a map pointing the safe route amidst the alluring pitfalls of life. It’s one of the many contradictions our own experience confronts us with: as children we are taught there are certain rules we have to obey and we grow up only to discover no one actually does it. Life is a game but it is a fair one only in books.

To expect or not to expect?

 “All expectation leads to suffering” - a Buddhist saying

I figured that long ago, the hard way of course-is there another anyway? I didn’t know I was a Buddhist in disguise. I guess no religion can claim ownership over universal truths of existence. Maybe ideas just float around aimlessly and it is up to whomever that catches them to dress them up in words that suit the desired purpose.

Ancient Aliens - Aliens and the Third Reich

I saw this episode yesterday on TV. Fascinating. What are the odds…? It all seems so convincing. The only argument against that I can think of is that if it were to be true it wouldn’t be out for everyone to see and since it’s not classified it has to be a lie. Still it’s very intriguing.

Double standard

That “get what you deserve” thing-we don’t mind it when it happens to other people but do we really want it if it should happen to us? Think twice before answering…especially if your memory isn’t quite trustworthy. People want fairness only when it suits them, don’t they?

Shaken

The 3 am earthquake that kept the whole city of Sofia on its toes until it was already time to go to work spooked me a great deal indeed. The moment the whole room started to shake and rattle and I realized what was going on I knew I had to go out but I didn’t-somehow the perspective to get up close and personal with my neighbours seemed scarier. And today I probably would’ve been celebrating life if I only wasn’t so damn sleepy. Still every encounter with uncontrollable forces of nature works as a priority calibration and a sobering reality check-an opportunity to dispose of any idle distractions and focus on the essential. Which I might just do-as soon as I get my 8 hours of sleep.

Brrr, what a dreadful sensation-not only to be reminded of your own insignificance and vulnerability but to realize that everything you take for granted is not and has the firmness of a house of cards.

Happy Birthday, TR!

and many happy returns of the day :)

Some days are good…

…and some turn to be like this:

It’s like slipping on a frozen surface: you want to stop but you just can’t; all you can do is hope for a soft landing or for someone to catch you. Not that it ever happens so.

The newest in Pigletville

Piglet figures are not so common; that is why finding a new one to add to my collection gives me extra pleasure.

He’s adorable isn’t he? And very, very tiny:

Stir

It’s never too early or too late to play Tool-it works just the same at any time of day or night because it creates its own reality that defies all comfortable illusions your mind holds on to.

My favorite freak

I’m listening to Marilyn Manson’s new album and this track in particular made my eyes turn red. I can’t say I dislike the feeling. This is going to be one interesting Friday.

Off the track

I must not take my emotional status into consideration. It’s probably the damn insomnia deluding me to see the white as black and the black as an abyss just about to swallow me in. That must be it and I just need a good sleep; or at lest some. So no major decisions, no drastic measures, no final conclusions-nothing more serious than picking a movie on TV until I am able to think straight. To have your wish list narrowed to a good old-fashioned, preferably dreamless sleep quite simplifies life.

In slow motion

A drama-free day - just a calm, detached, impersonal observation; as if I’m wrapped in a blanket of serenity. Though futureless it feels oddly satisfying.

What else is happiness if not gratification? Well, that will need some more work and patience. Letting go of some beautiful illusions might help speed up the process but I have yet to figure out how to do that. Who knows-it might help me derive some happiness from things I now let pass unnoticed. 

Unvoiced

You know how sometimes you wish people could read your mind so you wouldn’t have to say a word and yet there would be no misunderstanding. But then again it might be just me wishing it was so.

I surely picked them good don’t you? My wishes that is.

Mood-y

I feel an urge to load my mp3 player with Radiohead’s frantic melancholy and appropriately alike songs of suppressed confusion and hidden sadness. Somehow it seems easier to deal with life if you assume it imitates art and you can find a solution to any problem in three verses.

Uneven

It occurred me that I respect and even welcome other people’s differentiality and yet my own troubles me-as if my specific defining traits should be subject to correction. Too bad since I’m the closest person I’ll ever have.