Trust hurts…

15 08 2017

Finally, after ages before too late, tonight I am going to the concert of Megadeth!!

Lost in a dream
Nothing is what it seems
Searching my head
For the words that you said
Tears filled my eyes
As we said our last goodbyes
This sad scene replays
Of you walking away
My body aches from mistakes
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
That in nothing we trust
Time and again
She repeats let’s be friends
I smile and say yes
Another truth bends,
I must confess
I try to let go, but I know
We’ll never end ’til we’re dust
We lied to each other again
But I wish I could trust
My body aches of mistakes
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
That in nothing we trust
God help me please, on my knees
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
That in nothing we trust
How could this be happening to me
I’m lying when I say, “Trust me”
I can’t believe this is true
Trust hurts
Why does trust equal suffering
Absolutely nothing we trust

…I do trust thought it’s gonna be a great concert!

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Thing do not always go as one would hope!

23 01 2017

Thanks to Stefan for the funny link and the great time in Dusseldorf 🙂





Aikido, GTA and a huge smile!!

3 11 2016

Great beginning of the day watching this nice and funny “Aikido” video made by Dojo Bushidokai:

A smile, lots of truth and of course not the arrogance to believe that with Aikido you can defend yourself form a real knife attack performed by people that can handle knives! I say that preventing comments by other martial art practitioners, well aware of the purpose for us to practice these kind of disarming techniques.

Take the video for what is it: the spirit of Aikido about how to solve conflicts.. even if sometimes it is better just to run away and some other times getting out of the line and then.. kick in the balls your attacker!

Life is good because it has a lot of variations!!

Have a great day!!

 





One more down, keep counting..

6 07 2016

..let’s see how many more..


(thx Dani for this one)


(thx Tor Magnus, this is me.. us..)





Diary of a Deadman

30 06 2016

This band, Five Finger Death Punch, only recently fully discovered, is really impressing me, when I spend time listening to the lyrics.. Today I really enjoyed this song..

Unfortunately there are not many good videos available on the net, so that’s what you get..

Looking back I still have so many questions
So many things unanswered
Like what did I do?
What could I do?
Was there ever a moment you cared?

Or was I always ugly and abandoned
Remember all the times you wished me harm
You wished me dead
How can I have changed to make it better?
And would I?
Would I?
Would I?

I still feel so much hate inside of me
Seems like you were just waiting for me to fail
I’m sorry I can’t forgive you
Do you blame me?
You never forgave me

I’ve tried to grow from this
Every day’s a new challenge
Because with you, there is just no winning
Like it is not I’m still a part of you
And you’re still a part of me

Like it or not
You’re still a part of me
Yeah!

So this is how it ends
All the tears, all the blood
It’s all been for nothing
As the candle dwindles, then flickers out
In the end





The 5th man

10 05 2016

I started writing this short story on the 28th August 2009. It was finished on paper when I was in China (2010-2013) but then I lost the papers in my several moves. And today, 10/05-2016 (1 year anniversary), when the feeling of being a 5th man myself is so strong, I wanted to finish and finally publish it.

The 4 of them were used to meet only Friday nights. They did not really know each other. Until that Friday they hand only one thing in common, or at least a thing they knew they had in common. Maybe they liked the same food, the same TV shows or ice cream. Maybe but they never talked to each other. So, the only thing they had in common, the 4 of them, was the pleasure to spend 1 hour every Friday evening in the Jacuzzi of the local public bath. Exactly at 9 pm, all the 4 of them used to meet at the Jacuzzi, exchange formal “good evening”, set 4 perfectly folded towels on the bench along the wall and enter the large square bath. Sitting at each rounded corner, every week the same place. The bubble exhaust was on the lateral side, with smaller exhausts at the corners, just for an extra massage on the back. Toward the center of the bath, along the diagonals there were also smaller bubble exhausts, for a great leg massage. Even when the 4 men extended their legs, they never touched each other. Every Friday, after the formal exchange of the four “good evening”, for the next hour one could hear only the sound of the gurgling water. One hour during which 4 lives, problems, demanding jobs, love affairs, children issues, wives complaints, mortgages all disappeared. After 1 hour, the 4 men would just stand, get out of the bath in the same way they got in, exchange a single formal “good bye” and leave, getting back to their lives. Until that Friday. Read the rest of this entry »





The discipline I should learn!!

25 03 2016

I love Japan!!!