Grandpa's walnut

Photos takes when Grandpa was still with us.
I miss you so much.
I miss Mama too.
I love you.

Make the Change

Rest in Peace, Michael.

Thank You.

















I cannot explain how, but this song reminds me of Bill Hicks' Revelations'.

Green

I miss spring. I miss the green of the trees and the warmth.

Together

I called this photograph "Together".
It was taken last year.
I still remember that day.

Green Summer

Photos taken July 2008.

Imagine

Taken last month in Bucharest.

I love trees

I love trees. There is something mystical about them.
Photos taken in a parc in Bucharest.

Green hour

New photos! Taken June 2009 in Bucharest.

Sun through the leaves

I've taken these photos last August.

Revelations

"The world is like a ride at an amusement park.
And when you choose to go on it, you think it's real because that's how powerful our minds are.
It goes up and down and round and round.
It has thrills and chills and it's very brightly coloured and it's very loud and it's fun, for a while.
Some people have been on the ride for a long time, and they begin to question: Is this real, or is this just a ride?
And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, they say, "Hey - don't worry, don't be afraid, ever, because, this is just a ride..."
But we always kill those good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok. Jesus - murdered; Martin Luther King - murdered; Malcolm X - murdered; Gandhi - murdered; John Lennon - murdered.
But it doesn't matter because, it's just a ride.
And we can change it anytime we want.
It's only a choice.
No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money.
A choice, right now, between fear and love.
The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off.
The eyes of love, instead, see all of us as one.
Here's what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride.
Take all that money that we spend on weapons and defenses each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace."

Bill Hicks - Revelations

Pomegranate tree

"It was the nightingale, and not the lark,
That pier'd the fearful hollow of thine ear;
Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate tree.
Believe me, love, it was the nightingale."

William Shakespeare

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