De s-ar opri de maine tot
Si n-ar mai fi lumina
Nici oameni pe pamant
In inima mea plina

De ar ramane totu-n loc
Nici vantul n-ar mai bate
Si sufletu-mi de foc
In mine n-ar mai arde

I-as da uitarii tot
N-as merge mai departe
Caci sa exist nu pot
De nu am libertate

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    Aripi de foc

    Pasare mare
    Cu pene de soare
    Pleaca-ti privirea
    La a mea chemare

    Ia-ma in ghiare
    Tine-ma bine
    As vrea sa zbor
    Sa nu stiu de mine

    Ia-ma in vise
    Ascunde-ma bine
    As vrea sa cutreier
    Pamantul cu tine

    Ia-ma in zbor
    Departe de dor
    Pe aripile tale
    As vrea sa mor

    Du-ma departe
    Prin vis si noapte
    Umple-mi sufletul
    Cu ganduri curate


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      Mastering The Void

      This is book I published a couple years ago, one of my biggest personal achievements on understanding the world around me. It is an interesting read if you enjoy unconventional philosophy.

      A small quote from my book:

      I keep hearing how cruel everything in nature is and how life is about perpetuating species and surviving. I keep hearing how human psychology is governed by instincts, the ultimate one being to breed and continue the species. I see all knowing scientists talk about the universe as if they built it themselves. I see priests and all sorts of people of all ages talk about god creating life. Yet there is something that I felt is missing about all this struggle for life, and that is its purpose. My answer is simple, and its just a prelude to all the question that follow, in essence, this work.

      The purpose of life is not to perpetuate itself for the sake of it, but to harness its goods. Life brings along spikes of individuality, humanity being its most productive branch. The purpose of life itself is to breed observers, for nothing exists without someone to observe it. Existence is relative too. Universe itself would not mean anything without something to witness its greatness.

      Unlike anything else, we, living beings observe things even if not influenced by them. We learn, we see events happen, we decide and change things, we imagine, we create, we are unlike anything else. We are the jewel of the universe, an independent system working within a larger system. We are a world within a world, that causes everything to exist and make sense.

      Its for sale on Amazon but i prefer if you buy it from here: Mastering the Void

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        Into Darkness

        Ride, ride with me my friend
        Through wind and dust we’ll never bend
        Ride, ride with me my friend
        Till time will come to meet our end

        Ride with me, forget the past
        Dream with me, you are the last
        Spread your wings you’re more than that
        Ride with me, ride really fast

        Spread your wings move on, don’t stay
        Roads are not enough today
        Spread your wings, fly far away
        No one’s there to hear your pray

        Fly with me, fly high don’t stop
        No one cares from where we drop
        Run with me, we are just one
        Dream with me, for real is done


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          The Mur

          I wish I’d rhyme, but I can not
          My thoughts are mine, my words are not
          I wish I’ve seen, but I was blind
          How could have been, what was behind

          In shattered glass, In pints of pain
          I drink my past, I drink in vain
          Where is the kingdom that I lost
          Where are the years that I exhaust

          My words are few, but they obey
          I tame my thoughts, and make you stay
          For if you knew what was behind
          You lots would see what is my kind

          I hide in lines, in code I see
          What others only guessed could be
          I turned my tears, my tears you see
          To build the walls, that set me free

          As walls grow moss, so did my soul
          To cover past, to cover all
          I built my walls, but walls do fall
          So kept my guards, most dear of all

          My shield is wide but is not wood
          On plains of dreams I wish I could
          To shield my pride, I wish I would
          Instead to hide, to scream I should

          My sword is sharp but is not steel
          My heart does burn, but I don’t feel
          I wish i’d finish, but I can’t
          One day I’ll lose me, but you won’t

          I’d shed my tears, if any left
          To heal the walls I can’t forget
          I mount my horse and hit the spur
          For nobody knows what is a Mur.

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