Friday, February 20, 2009

Home Made

All I can be, I can fell, I will need is just right here...

Always an homeless
Coming close to where it started
Homeless in may home town
Something’s God bring me her
Always everywhere
Driving past your open window
Here on the ground
I thought J seen you in the mirror
Until I found
Soft and worm in every corner
Some piece of mine
Ticking clock goes like a sun
Until I found
Coffee’s ready as you like it
My room without you
Heard some footsteps in the backroom
We travel change places
Soft and worm in every corner
Arrivals and departures
Nothing can be setoff done
We wakeup, wash and dress
Smoking cigarettes
Some coffee and leave

Friday, February 13, 2009

Movies now days...

Is it me or most of the new movies are just a shitty squeals to shitty movies? The directors have no cool ideas for the movies so they just say something like "...OK lets make another sequel make some money, since we cannot come up with something new..."

Few examples : "Saw" 5 parts, X-men 3 parts and next one coming May, Spider-men 3 parts and probably next coming soon, " The Punisher" 2 parts, first one was bad and this one was even worst, Star Wars : Clone Wars... worst Star Wars movie ever made, "Hellboy" first one was not bad, but second was, lets say ass, "Alien Vs Predator" ( Never Ending Saga) and the list goes on...

Now days every movie has at least 2-5 squeals that are not even that good, but people still go and watch them, then give their personal review on it "that movie was shitty." or " I want my $10 back." Well quess what you ain't going to see that $10 anymore...

Why Directors can't make good movies like they used too, few examples : "The Gladiator", "V-for-Vendetta", "300", "Deer Hunter", " The Bank Job", "Traitor", "Children of Men", " Lord of War", " The Last Samurai" I'm not saying to make sequels to them, but to make movies as good as the mention above were... Am I asking for too much?

People and Places

Nie wiem, gdzie położę głowę wieczorem. Wciąż w podróży, wciąż przed nowym wyborem. Mogę, los dał mi przywilej- łap chwile. Okey, łapie, biorę oddech wiem, że żyje. Czasem aparat robi zdjęcie, łapie miejsce. Pamięć łapie kontekst to co najważniejsze. Widzisz.. zamknięty w czterech ścianach gnijesz. Znasz tylko je, Ty i Twoja pętla na szyje. Każdy ma wybór, ja przemierzam czasu miejsca, wśród ludzi z ludźmi na ich i swoich ścieżkach. Czasem trzy tysiące z przeszkodami, czasem spacer i porażki za które sam płace. Bez żalu jak Hobot trzy,sześc,piec w podroży bez czasu na życie, by korzenie zapuścić. Nie chce sie łudzić, to nie ja, to mnie nudzi, ja w różnych miejscach wśród różnych ludzi

I don't know where I will lay my head down tonight, still in journey, still in front of new choice. I can; destiny gave me this chance- snap moment. Okey , I take a breath and I know I'm alive. Sometimes camera snaps a picture, catch places. Memory snaps important actuarial. Closed in your room you putrefies. That's all you know, You and rope around your neck. Everyone have a choice, I travel between places in time, among people of people, who are on their own ways. Sometimes three thousands with obstacles, sometimes, I pay for my failures. Without any regret. like Hobot three, six, five; in a journey without time to live or time to grown roots. I don't want to live illusion, that's not me, it bores me, I'm in different places among different people...

Thursday, February 12, 2009


Snowboarding

One of the best sports you can participle in.
(on the picture from the Left. Sebas, Luki, and me)
Hunter Mt. 01-31-09

Why...

Why people think I am racist?
Why every black man see enemy in my eye?
Why I'm being watched like outcast in a bus?
Why some call me money or white trash?
Why, I deserve that.
Is it, because I'm white?
Why you judging ME by my skin?
Why do you think I was even born here?
Why you expect me to take the blame, for the crimes I did not commit?
Why do you think I am rich and live in a house?
Why you try to get up all my ass so much?
Why I can't be proud of being white?
WHY ???

Personal thoughts on how some people reacted to my presents in public... =] feel free to give your opinion

Faces From the Past

A Thousand people will leave, thousand will not return
thousand manner, You don't have to say...
Think about yesterday, today, maybe nothing awaits tomorrow.
Let's your heart crack if you don't remember.
Tighten your hand, pick eyes up for those few moments,
Which are like one home,one thought, one rhythm.
YOU... look into your mother's eyes or return to the memories.
One love is more then whatever. I know how it was,
I remember the moments not dreams,
I use experience to live not tears,
burn the pictures, if you tell the truth. Remember, Memories.
God for punishment takes away people and faces to teach us,
Death and life goes in pair...

Remember....