Alien looking for a corner..

i labeled this post and the previous one as "free corners"...
everyone has his own corners where he can feel free.Free from thoughts sometimes free from himself..
In my hometown i had a few corners..some benches in various places..where i could forget, i could dream,i could let off the steam.a place that relaxed my eyes and my soul.with a bottle of anything and many cigarettes.the secret entrance to my shelter,or to my paradise...a place i could share i could offer to people i love..
Today as a foreigner i needed desperately my free corner..and i could not find her..walking fast watching around for hours as i had lost something..i was ready to surrender in my nightmares that were grating my mind..Finally i see my corner...A snow covered bench without foot trails approaching it.it looks directly to CN tower.proudly standing above a frozen field and maples on each side stretch their brunches to protect it..yes she is my corner she was waiting for me..
I revealed the wet wooden surface under the snow..i sat on liquor store's bag.the Iceberg vodka warmed up my hand..lighted a cigarette..gulped some distilled snugness..
I can't tell you more...i felt free, i was free....

free Christiania(ty)

Christiania, also known as Freetown Christiania, is a partially self-governing neighbourhood of about 850 residents, covering 34 hectares (85 acres) in the borough of Christianshavnin the Denmark capital Copenhagen.
Christiania has established semi-legal status as an independent community.
Christiania's Mission Statement: "The objective of Christiania is to create a self-governing society whereby each and every individual holds themselves responsible over the well being of the entire community. Our society is to be economically self-sustaining and, as such, our aspiration is to be steadfast in our conviction that psychological and physical destitution can be averted."...
Christiania was founded in 1971, when many people from different backgrounds began to take over an area of recently abandoned Military barracks together. At the time many people in the larger Danish cities felt betrayed by the politicians, as there was a serious lack of housing. The inhabitants of the surrounding neighbourhood Christianshavn also wanted a green, open area for their children to use, away from the increasing traffic in Copenhagen. The spirit of Christiania quickly developed into one of Communism,Hippie movement and the Squatter movement.

(text above written in wikipedia)

this "town" in a few words if you not already read or seen it in the news, is besieged by police forces the last days. It's from her birth between "Government's" and now "Church's" devouring jaws..
Once more, something inexplicable for the great minds of the nations, is treated and presented(or may i say served) as Terror and Corruption...another interior fear growing in the progressive and liberal Europe...F*** you...puppies of the stuffed pockets, marionettes and you the producers of this mockery we live, warriors and lawyers of any God......





check it out...
some links..there are many more...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Freetown_Christiania
http://www.christiania.org/

Weather's wiles......

Wind whistles like an ecstatic-by the tsamiko dance in a fete-clapping man........
He wants to encourage the leafs and the sleeping snow to swing in his rhythm...
But he awakes the clouds..disturbed by the noise, they sneeze frozen raindrops...
Earth always a wiling receiver of anger,the kettle of weather's desires, burps.Bloated of his wiles...she soliloquizes.."it's spring..i want to breath out....i want to be gentle...."

.....for a friend.I wish she'll never need my crocodile....


time is 01:35

Amnesia or oblivion?

I press the play button in my memory, rewind broke a long time ago.. i hear the time passing by me.. I accepted the fact that, past in my mind, is just compressed colorful images ready to explode, when an electric pulse lost in neurons of my head accidentally triggers them and creates a chain reaction in my present…

At this time…I don’t want to make a reference to the effects of those explosions..
I m trying to answer to the question: amnesia or oblivion?
I try to find the reasons of this broken in pieces memory of mine.
The dawn of this new era lies seven years ago ,in a nodal point of my life. .When I decided to cut off the chemical nutrition of my mind. When I started to have sober moments that lasted more than 2 hours.. I still trip me with alcohol and a once or twice a year with some of natures finest products or
something from Dr.Leary’s basket….

And now I m getting to the question that I put to my self….
Why this happens to me? Is it a pathological side effect of excessive hallucinations consumption? Or consciously I tangle my memories to keep me in a constant “trip”?
It’s noon.. I’m working on the answer for hours now.. i need something to drink…
I’ll quit….

I have accepted that…….and I love the way that enthusiasm strikes me when an image explodes in me or when I try to find out if an experience that I live, something that I read that I saw is new or already happened to me.. and either way watch it in a different angle.. trying to find out more about everything…

Curiosity has always been my characteristic and now powdered with the lust that only a kid in a new planet would have, makes me want to live everything intensively….

So……I’ll stay with the query ….i m moving on my next moment.. fake or not…

and that's how it began...

thanks to my friend that never grows up, i got in the game...
Now i don't know how good it is for you, the potential readers...If somethng bothers you,you can blame her..
call your closest insane asylum and ask where Tsaperdone is flying...

Hope my imbalanced way of thinking does not affect your life and your psychological health..
The writer takes no responsibility for the consequences of his scripts...suicides,wars, riots , lunatic behavior , stupid smiling faces and burned out brain cells are some side effects ...please do not proceed in further reading if you are under 18 or a serious individual.....
xaxaxaxaxa....tin psonisa:PPPP(i can not translate that...but you can say that i m a ridiculous person)


...the end