Tuesday, October 25, 2011

I didn't want anyone hurt

They told me to throw my pictures away. That they are just pictures.
There's nothing such as "just" or "only".
In some points, pictures are even worth more than your entire existence.
Because they are forever. They can wake up a feeling in masses. They never change.
Pictures never change. And that makes the world easier.


Making love a commercial thing should be punished.
Make education commercial. Make justice commercial. Make healthcare commercial.
But please, don't make love commercial.
You destroy it by doing so.
Almost to that point, that you see more love in facebook sidebar than in your life.
Oh yeah, and don't forget babies. Do not make them commercial also.
Even though it wouldn't destroy them, particularly...

Adele should be supported.
I don't really like her, because she is a dummy with a great voice.
Hollywood sucked her dry, stripped her of her own religion.
And gave her nothing.
But as I watch the mainstream, I find out she's a single singer with actually a talent, rather than a good
autotune, synthetizers and an ad campaign by recording companies.

Today I had a latin class.
Compulsory latin class.
Yet I managed to skip it. C'est bon, parce que je deteste lingua latina.
Instead I went to a monastery library here in Prague.
It's closed off to the public, but because I went with french exchange students staying at my school I got in.
They had some sort of deal with the embassy, but it applied only to french guys. So I had to disguise myself as one. Mais, je ne parle pas francais tres bon, so I was repeating "that's nice" and "I don't know" most of the time.
Anyways, I felt like I was in steampunk heaven.
A great hall, full of giant books in leather cases.
Two floors with only shelves full of books.
And wonderful iron stairs using a rail to go through the room and reach the highest books.
Golden decorations,
A huge painting over the whole ceiling.
All of the walls decorated with shiny wooden panels.
One James Bond movie had a scene shot there.
But I don't know which one was it.

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