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So beautiful…

Originally posted on valeriu dg barbu blog:

trilingual text: english, italian and romanian

The history of the world, paintings stacked, the canvases are gathering over…
The colors dissolve into the depths of the earliest depictions…
The music of the world, one song, the echoes have wars between them … continuously…
The spirit of the world, a cross crucify other cross, the shadows are shadows crosses
Who would know if only humans are atheists? …
The chemistry of the world, some substances irreconcilable and a dented crucible,
where neither of us is written in the periodic table…
The words of world, a means for the fight, of speculations, deceits…
when really, life itself would be enough, the silence and the juice of the facts…
The art of the world, alleged art is nothing but a praise to the instincts
when in the mirrors we could say, smiling playful, “Look how beautiful I suffer”

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Così bello…
La storia del…

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the resurrection

Originally posted on valeriu dg barbu blog:

trilingual text: english, italian and romanian

For the entire Christian world that celebrates Easter, for all mankind, for those born in this moment and for those who have left us for good, I wish you with all my heart: the resurrection of love, of peace, of tolerance and forgiveness … be blessed by their own aspirations and facts … but above all by the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ

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Per l’intero mondo cristiano che celebra la Pasqua, per tutta l’umanità, per chi è nato proprio in questo momento e per quelli che ci hanno lasciato definitivamente, vi auguro con tutto il cuore, la risurrezione dell’amore, della pace, della tolleranza e del perdono … siate benedetti dalle proprie aspirazioni e i fatti … ma soprattutto dalla misericordia del nostro Signore Gesù Cristo …

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Pentru întregul univers creștin care prăznuiește Sfintele Sărbători Pascale, pentru întreaga umanitate, pentru cel născut chiar în…

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The sower…

Originally posted on valeriu dg barbu blog:

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The one that cut the umbilical cord of the Man Sky,
The one who embroiled the mirrors, with the purpose of making him look flaunty,
The one that plucked the heart of the Earth and put it on the weighing machine,
The one who admonished the crowd to search its happiness
The one who put the equal sign not only after one plus one, but also between one and between
The one that dispised for the first time a tear
Dibbled into the man the loneliness

a3Il seminatore… 
Chi ha tagliato il cordone ombelicale al Cielo dall’uomo
Chi ha esortato gli specchi di mostrarlo altezzoso
Chi strappò il cuore della terra e lo mise sulla bilancia
Chi ha esortato la folla a cercarsi la felicità
Chi ha messo il segno di parità non solo dopo l’uno più uno, ma anche tra loro…

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Exercise of survival

Originally posted on valeriu dg barbu blog:

            trilingual text: english, italian and romanian

I’m a train toward nowhere, from his window the trees run in circles…
The sky is cellophane; people grow fresh loaves for Death…
Something vertical… cuts me and splits me, the centrifuge of the dial squeeze the butter from the fixed hours.
Somewhere a vulture looks at me sideways …the waters applaud the spectacle of the salt
The fire goes away within him lost
For what I have come so late, when nothing is more alive that spasm of
a leaf detached from me, broken from the train on the glass tracks?
The Earth, asphyxiated in a bag from a dime, groaning muffled my name…
Only Death chew bored loafs and spin whirligig the batty dial.
This confusion of the words swirl absorbs me and nowhere begins and ends here.
My years big, my year’s small, twisted trees…

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The Eyes

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    trilingual text: english, italian and romanian

The eyes of those who love, not escape the gods or Death
they see it in things, never in his love
The eyes of those who love are never blind, they see beyond
and a here and a there he knows that they are two sides of the same space
he know that love does not decomposing but
It grows much larger
of two poor souls, of two pairs of eyes…

a2Gli occhi di chi ama, non sfuggono agli dei o di Morte.
lo vedono nelle cose, mai nel suo amore
Gli occhi di chi ama non sono mai bui, vedono oltre,
e un qui e un là sa che sono due facce dello stesso spazio.
Egli sa che l’amore non sarà mai in decomposizione, ma
cresce molto più grande
di due povere anime, di due paia di occhi …

a3Ochii celui…

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Silicone implant

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trilingual text: english, italian and romanian

I’m tempted to increase my soul … the brain
perhaps a bit the index finger towards my mirrors -
I’m not afraid of the phylum of streets, but of their widths
So, wherever I would go is the same, that’s all
whereas the spheres are still almost spherically -
I’m tempted to any tempt, but not be forced even
to rewinding soul …brain, unrolled
on the streets where they grow more and more of the contours on asphalt…

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Sarei tentato di aumentarmi l’anima …il cervello
forse un po’ anche il dito indice verso i miei specchi -
Non mi spaventa le intrecciature delle strade, ma le loro larghezze
Così, ovunque andrei è lo stesso, tutto qui
se il tondo è ancora quasi tondo -
Sarei tentato di tentare qualsiasi, ma non essere costretto anche
di far bobinatura dell’anima … del cervello, srotolati
sulle strade…

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A matrix…

Originally posted on valeriu dg barbu blog:

trilingual text: english, italian and romanian

Something does not work, as if the air breathing us
consuming us
Something burns within
The idea of the end of the world has here the nest
And there’s only one way out,
drowning in the ocean of the eye of any alone man
Something stops us, a kind of selfishness-matrix…

2014-03-26 07.34.25Una matrice…
Qualcosa non funziona, come se l’aria ci sta respirando
Consumandoci
Qualcosa ci brucia dentro
L’idea di fine del mondo ha qui il nido
E c’è solo una via d’uscita,
annegamento nell’oceano dell’occhio di qualunque solitario
Qualcosa ci ferma, una sorta d’egoismo-matrice…

a25Matricea…
Ceva nu merge, ca și cum aerul ne respiră pe noi
Consumându-ne
Ceva ne mistuie înăuntrul
Ideea de sfârșitul lumii aici are cuibul
Și este o singură scăpare,
înecul în oceanul din ochiul celui singur
Ceva ne oprește, un soi de egoism matrice…

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Originally posted on valeriu dg barbu blog:

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lately I’m trying to develop an online radio outstanding for the Romanians all over the world
radio vocativ
a radio of culture and social
soon it will be in English and Italian

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ultimamente mi sto impegnando per sviluppare un radio online eccezionale per i rumeni sparsi in tutto il mondo
radio vocativ
un radio di coltura e social
presto sarà in inglese e italiano

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în ultimul timp am încercat să dezvolt un radio on-line remarcabil pentru românii din întreaga lume
radio vocativ
un radio cultural si social
în curând va emite în limba engleză și italiană

chat: http://xat.com/radiovocativ
site: http://radiovocativ.wordpress.com/
link pt player pc: http://46.108.31.209:8000/listen.pls

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The white phobia

Originally posted on valeriu dg barbu blog:

  trilingual text: english, italian and romanian

The day is not a blank sheet of paper
Comes already written with his poetry or his story
Whatever we try to write already exists in the meat from paper
The day is always the same, we seem to be another, but it is an illusion…
Thus, the poem, the story, is the same…
The illusion changes continuously the clothes and in thus moment when stands naked
We seems night, a white seems too dark… and thin, thin

a3La bianca fobia
Il giorno non è un foglio bianco
È già scritto con la poesia o la sua storiella.
Qualsiasi cosa proviamo a scrivere esiste già nella carne dalla carta
Il giorno è sempre lo stesso, sempre ci sembra un altro, ma …è un’illusione
Così, la poesia, la storiella, è la stessa…
L’Illusione cambia continuamente i vestiti e quando resta nuda
ci sembra notte…

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Hostile white

Originally posted on valeriu dg barbu blog:

trilingual text: english, italian and romanian

When you feel that you no longer find the your place
Your body keeps you in a trap and you know that you can fly…
A “where” is calling you, although not to unravels
Your mission was wasted on trifles.
Change the step, something should snatched, even with pain,
Forget the white dial and cast you into the sea of people-template
Somewhere someone is waiting for you to be her sacrifice, to you love him

a2Bianco ostile 
Quando senti che non ti trovi più al posto tuo
Il tuo corpo ti tiene in una trappola e sai che potresti volare…
Uno ”dove” ti sta chiamando, anche se non si svela…
La tua missione è stata sprecata su le inezie.
Cambia il passo, qualcosa si chiede strappato, anche con dolore,
Scorda il quadrante bianco e gettati nel mare di gente-sagoma
Da qualche parte qualcuno…

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