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Artist: Metallica
Album: S & M

Don't you leave me Father Time
Take me with you
Tell me does your sun still shine
Come squeeze the world and drip it down my throat oh yeah
Down my throat again woooah

You got to breathe man, breathe!
Coming up for Air
Breathe man, breathe!
Coming up for Air

Touch me so I think I'm here
Skin my senses
Barely breathing
Minus Human
Please squeeze the world and drip it down my throat again
Down my throat again woooah

You got to breathe man, breathe!
Coming up for Air
Breathe man, breathe!
Coming up for Air

You got to breathe man, breathe!
Coming up for Air
Breathe man, breathe!
Coming up for!

Se spune ca a fi sincer inseamna a nu ascunde nimic celuilalt, a te deschide tot. Este exact, dar
criteriul acestei sinceritati il are intotdeauna celalalt, nu tu. Esti considerat sincer nu "cand nu
ascunzi nimic" celuilalt, ci cand nu ascunzi ceea ce asteapta de la tine sa ascunzi. Este poate paradoxal, dar asa e; sinceritatea ta nu se verifica prin tine, ci prin celalalt. Esti considerat sincer numai atunci cand spui ceea ce vrea si ceea ce asteapta altul de la
tine sa spui. Daca ii marturisesti unei prietene ca e frumoasa si inteligenta, in timp ce ea nu e nici una nici alta, nu esti sincer. Daca ii spui ca e urata si foarte putin desteapta, esti sincer. Dar marturiseste-i ca toate acestea n-au absolut nici o importanta, ca altele sunt lucrurile pe care ai dori sa i le spui, ca isi macina timpul intr-un mod stupid, ca traieste o himera, ca viseaza la lucruri ce o indeparteaza de adevar si de fericire atunci sigur nu esti nici sincer, esti nebun.
Este poate ciudat, dar ne temem de o lume "defavorabila", de un mediu strain, cu care nu putem comunica, fatza de care nu putem fi "sinceri". Pentru a nu fi singuri vrem ca lumea sa fie sincera cu noi. Doar sinceritatea ne da aceasta certitudine ca suntem inconjurati de prieteni, de oameni care ne iubesc, ca nu suntem singuri. De aceea in ceasurile de mare singuratate se fac cele mai multe confesiuni, se deschid sufletele, oamenii se cauta unul pe altul: tocmai pentru a anula acel sentiment al izolarii definitive. Sinceritatea este si ea, ca atatea altele,
un aspect al instinctului de conservare. De fapt, sinceritatea participa la acea complicata clasa de sentimente si orgoliu ce se numeste prietenie si care, trebuie sa recunoastem, constituie unul dintre cele mai serioase motive de a iubi viata.

In prietenie se intampla acelasi lucru: esti iubit nu pentru ceea ce esti tu, ci pentru ceea ce vede si crede prietenul tau in tine. Tu, omul, esti sacrificat intotdeauna. Esti iubit nu pentru tine, ci pentru ceea ce poti da, ceea ce poti justifica, verifica, contrazice sau afirma in sentimentele prietenului. Si nu te poti plange, pentru ca si tu faci la fel; toata lumea face la fel.
Ceea ce intristeaza oarecum intr-o prietenie este faptul ca fiecare dintre prieteni sacrifica libertatea celuilalt. Prin "libertate" inteleg suma posibilitatilor lui, vointa lui de a se schimba, de a se modifica, de a se compromite. Esti iubit pentru ca prietenii s-au obisnuit cu tine sa te vada pe strada, sa te intalneasca la un anumit local sau pe terenul de sport, s-au obisnuit sa mergi cu ei la cinematograf, in vizita la cunostinte, sa-ti placa, in general, ceea ce la place si lor, sa gandesti, in general, ceea ce gandesc si ei. Unde esti tu in toate aceste sentimente ale lor? Esti descompus, distribuit si asimilat dupa vointa sau capriciul lor; iar tu faci la fel. Daca
intr-o zi vrei sa faci altceva decat ceea ce se asteapta de la tine sa faci, atunci nu mai esti un bun prieten, atunci incomodezi, obosesti, stanjenesti.
Cateodata esti tolerat; aceasta e tot ce poate oferi dragostea prietenilor tai libertatii tale: toleranta. Zilele trecute incercam sa vorbesc cu cativa prieteni despre moarte, iar ei parca mi-ar fi spus: "Draga, fii serios si lasa prostiile la o parte!". Ei nu intelegeau ca ceea ce le apare lor drept prostii poate insemna pentru mine o problema esentiala. Si atunci m-am intrebat ce ar spune prietenii mei daca as savarsi un act compromitator, dar cerut urgent de libertatea mea? Si mi-am dat seama ca n-ar judeca schimbarea din punctul meu de vedere. Ei n-ar incerca
sa treaca o clipa in mine, ca sa imi inteleaga nebunia. M-ar decreta nebun, m-ar tolera s-au m-ar lasa singur. In nici un caz n-ar trece in mine. Or, dragostea adevarata nu insemna decat aceasta completa renuntare la individualitatea ta pentru a trece in celalalt.
O prietenie nu se verifica numai prin libertatea pe care i-o acorzi celuilalt. A ajuta pe un prieten la nevoie, a-l incalzi cu mangaierile tale, a-l inconjura cu "sinceritatile" tale nu inseamna nimic. Altele sunt adevaratele probe ale prieteniei: a nu-i incalca libertatea, a nu-l judeca din punctul tau de vedere (care poate fi real si justificabil, dar poate nu corespunde experientei destinului celuilalt), a nu-l pretui prin ceea ce iti convine sau te amuza pe tine, ci pentru ceea ce este, pentru el insusi, prin ceea ce trebuie el sa realizeze ca sa ajunga un om. Iar nu un simplu manechin. Toate acestea insa nu ti le cere nimeni, dupa cum nimeni nu-ti cere adevarata sinceritate, ci numai acea sinceritate pe care o doreste el. Nu uitati ca intr-o prietenie nu conteaza numai ceea ce ia celalalt.
Fiecare luam mai putin decat ar trebui. Acesta este marele nostru pacat: ca nu ne e sete de mai mult, ca ne multumim cu sferturi; de aceea avem fiecare dintre noi atata spaima de ridicol. Nu numai ca nu dam cat ar trebui, dar luam cu mult mai putin decat ni se ofera.

Artist/Band - Guns N' Roses
Album - Use Your Illusion II
Song - Live And Let Die

When you were young
And your heart was an open book
You used to say live and let live
You know you did
You know you did
You know you did
But if this ever changin world
In wich we live in
Makes you give in and cry
Say live and let die
Live and let die

What does it matter to you
When you got a job to do you got to do it well
You got to give the other fella hell

You used to say live and let live
You know you did
You know you did
You know you did
But if in this ever changin world
In wich we live in
Make you give in and cry
Say live and let die
Live and let die

Artist/Band - Guns N' Roses
Album - Use Your Illusion II
Song - You Could Be Mine

I'm a cold heartbreaker, fit to burn,
And I'll rip your heart in two,
And I'll leave you lying on the bed,
I'll be out the door before you wake,
It's nothing new to you,
'Cause I think we've seen that movie too,

'Cause you could be mine,
But you're way out of line,
With your bitch slap rapping and your cocaine tongue,
You get nothing done,
I said you could be mine,

Now holidays come and then they go,
It's nothing new today,
Collect another memory,
When I come home late at night,
Don't ask me where I've been,
Just count your stars, I'm home again,

'Cause you could be mine,
But you're way out of line,
With your bitch slap rapping and your cocaine tongue,
You get nothing done,
I said you could be mine,

You could be mine,
You could be mine,
You could be mine,
You could be mine,
You could be mine, mine, mine, mine,

You've gone sketching too many times,
Oooo why don't you give it a rest?,
Why... must you find,
Another reason to cry?,

(Guitar Solo)

While you're breaking down my back and I been racking out my brain,
It don't matter how we make it 'cause it always ends the same,
You can push it for more mileage but your flaps are wearing thin,
And I could sleep on it till morning but this nightmare never ends,
Don't forget to call my lawyers with ridiculous demands,
And you can take the pity so far but it's more than I can stand,
'Cause this couchtrip's getting older, tell me how long has it been,
'Cause five years is forever and you haven't grown up yet,

'Cause you could be mine,
But you're way out of line,
With your bitch slap rapping and your cocaine tongue,
You get nothing done,
I said you could be... you should be...,
You could be mine,

You could be mine,
You could be mine,
You could be mine,

You could be mine,
You could be mine,
You could be mine,
You could be mine,
You could be mine... yeah,

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The snow touch the edge of the transcru in the places where the grandparent didn't attain to sweep it. The curtyard, full of snow is traverse by a small path dreamon by a weak hand. The house liglets and the street lamp liglets are makeing to glow here and there huge snow drifts. But who can observe all these when all are in their houses, expecting the miracle to happen.

look at this fairy view of childhood, the childhood that a lot of us would have desired. The childhood with their stories about Prince - Clearming, about a litlle fiss or with a be queen that helps you when you need most.

What has changed, that these stories we loved the most didn't remain in own hearts? Because the miracle is not magic or mystic; express a desire, a dream of a humman / being to conquer and master the misteries and the pleudours of nature.

it is true that now a days, this story miracle is outrum by science and by the view tehnologiyes. The man meet the miracle in a natural way, fact that is not solveing the situation, but is useing him witm smartness. The conclussion is that we do not like stories because we wont cruel and cold realities! Fals!

The man is still looking for their dream, is still searching for the miracle and it happens to meet it and to favour it. So, what is the difference? the difference is how "big" is the ideal, as Anton Dumitriu said.

Because our dreams are rarely groupe dreams, are eartly dreams. Dreams of man with powers, rescruces and unlimited time. The man is not meeting the miracle anymore, because his vibration is not feeling and the man is not able anymore to create the witch craft and so is looking for it at Harry Potter.

His need to breakup with this cruel and cold world, is filling the cinemas. All those things show at first sight lumacy. And lumacy appears as Mircea Molita said, in his book "Ten thousands, culturels, one civilization" when the culture "is draingh".

For us this reality can't be true. because for us the culture was what kept us togheter.I understood. Not our absence of culture brings us in that situation, but our desire, concions or not, of staying alone with ourelves, and even if it meens a paradox, i can say that many times we don't want to stay even with ourselves. That all function with ont the desire to wock togheter, above us with the permanent brand of the adage: "So die also neighbour's good" removed us from fairy dates, from ourselves.

Removed us from takes in wich Harap Alb with his entire team, and Flamanzila, Setila, the nature herself, leave to fulfill an ideal. That say our fairy takes:

- that things are made together and shared with others, and the translation for adults whould be : develop the team spirit and of best practice

-that the work made in good faith allow also fulfilling of the personal destiny, that is in translation; the realization work with professionalism Show a high professional deontology.

And to return again to Mircea Molita i tell you that is time to remember the customes and learnings meaning the roots to declare affiliation at our own culture, the roumain ane in our case, that it will give "birth at feelings of social solidarity, it will develop the aesthetic sens, will let the emotiones, will encourage the creativity, the sponteneity, the originality. Because the culture has powerful, afectives resouances"