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		<title>&#8222;A scanner darkly&#8220;</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8222;Болката. Толкова неочаквана и незаслужена и по някаква причина размива отживелите неща. Осъзнах ,че не мразя вратата на шкафчето заради удара. Мразех живота си, къщата си, семейството си, задния двор, косачката си. Нищо не можеше да се промени, нищо ново не можеше да се очаква. Трябваше да свърши. И свърши. Сега е тъмно където живея.Грозни [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=392&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>&#8222;Waking Life&#8220;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2012 22:12:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[„ Причината поради която отказвам да приема екзистенциализма…като просто още една френска мода или исотрическо любопитство … е че смятам , че има нещо много важно да ни предложи новия век.Страх ме е ,че губим истинските добродетели в живота , чувството за поемане на отговорност за този , който си, способността да направиш нещо със [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=387&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Heroes &amp; Fringe Vs. Super Boy and Drug Stan</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2012 22:09:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Хиро се обърна и въздъхна . А можеше да бъде друго. За съжаление беше дал дума да не променя повече миналото.Каквото и да стореше, българите винаги намираха начин да се самоунищожат. На няколко пъти променя историята,но безрезултатно. Във всяка една възможна реалност Супер Бой и Друг Стан все бяха на власт. Обърна се за помощ [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=383&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Духът на времето</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Oct 2011 22:44:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Някога  покривът на сградата до халите / хотел Мария Луиза/ беше боядисан синьо-червен. Харесваше ми, защото в моите очи символизираше вечната опозиция Левски- ЦСКА,  СДС &#8211; БСП на фона на различните вероизповедания и етноси в България &#8211; джамията срещу халите, синагогата зад нея, католическият параклис в близост / вече построиха катедрала/, православната Св. Неделя и [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=375&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Не си отивай</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2011 20:25:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Отивам някъде. Пътувам в себе си, пусто е. Замирам пред прага на живота си.  Минало и настояще играят покер със спомените ,  в кълба от дим, застивам в порива си. Връщам се. Заровена в носталгия.   Забравям, но белезите изкривяват лицето ми,  оставяйки след себе си болка и нищета. Отпечатъци. Така ли трябва да бъде [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=367&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>+</title>
		<link>http://curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com/2011/06/18/359/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Jun 2011 23:31:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Той лети с нея, Тя лети с него в небето от мечти. Аз ги гледам, Те ги гледат. Тъжно ни е, но не ни личи. + Той лети с нея, Тя лети с него, спират за да ни помахат, може би. Аз им махам, Те им махат. Радваме се, но все още  ни боли. + [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=359&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Пречупване на табута и възхвала на новия Век или Краят Ни  &#8211; Анджи и Еректус</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Jun 2011 15:21:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Поредната глупост , вдъхновена от друга такава на Софроний Не, не спирай, цяла нощ си мой. Не, не спирай само ти и той. Не, не спирай, гледам твоя вид и възбуда в моя вид. Анджи по един войнстващ , нов начин ни показва образa на модерната жена : Незадоволена / не , не спирай /, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=354&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Новите философи на 21 ви век &#8211; Румънеца и Енчев и песента им &#8222;Пипни ме тук и тук&#8220;</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Jun 2011 15:18:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Специално за Софрони &#8211; от гай Мартуция Всеки е тук , но иска да бъде там, но когато отиде там &#8211; въпросното там става тук и човек пак иска да е там. По този начин индивидът се лута тук и там през целия си житейски път. Изхождайки от гореспоменатото можем да заместим там с тук [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=350&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>На Мирко /2/</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2011 10:04:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Нека ти разкажа приказка за мен, за теб и за Света за две души изгубени за двама влюбени повярвали в сивите неща За две съзнания, които се преливат, докосват, искат и трептят, но вместо да се търсят и намират, те в хорски думи спят. Ще ти разкажа тъжна приказка за вярата в обречеността за мен [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=337&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Празни приказки</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 25 Dec 2010 00:10:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Празни приказки - в колата, в кафето, по пътя&#8230; убиват времето , което увивам около себе си , докато ме задуши с безмълвието си . Празни думи. Празни очи , празни усти, пълни със звуци &#8230; Хлъзгащи се улици. Политам. Падам. Ставам. Чакам някой да ми подаде ръка. Поемам я , изкуствена , безплътна, за [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=325&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Преходност</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Aug 2010 18:50:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>curlsofsmoke</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Дали животът е път или самият път е  живота . Тъчинг, тъчват те , ти ги тъчваш&#8230; Дали е по-хубаво да умреш утре без да знаеш, докато се наслаждаваш на деня или да си наясно,че ти остават броени месеци, гледайки съжалението в очите на хората. Дали &#8222;дали-то&#8220; понякога не е причината да не виждаме това [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=319&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Collateral</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Jun 2010 21:10:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>curlsofsmoke</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The pain in you The pain in me We feel the same We&#8217;ve burnt in flame just to live &#8230; just to be * The look of good the face of bad I wish I would You wish you`ve said a word for the end * And our dreams are sick and our memories are [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=309&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Пепел</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Jun 2010 20:41:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>curlsofsmoke</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Една цигара пуши, догаря се в пепелника. Един човек я души. Пиян,крещи и вика. *** Една жена го гледа с пепел на езика. Едно дете в ъгъла се гуши и спомня два ритника. *** Една цигара пуши, догаря се в пепелника. Едно дете я души. Пияно, крещи, вика. *** Една жена поглежда, със сълзи в [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=305&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>На Мирко</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 22 May 2010 23:46:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>curlsofsmoke</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Какво пък като времето минава покривайки лицето ми в следи Аз същата в душата си оставам и само спирката накрая ще ме промени * Какво пък като времето минава поглъщайки със себе си мечти Аз кротко думите си ще сподавя макар и мъничко да ме боли * Какво пък като времето минава ще спре ли [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=293&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Heligoland 2010</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Apr 2010 09:41:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>curlsofsmoke</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Massive Attack издаде нов албум &#8222;Heligoland&#8220; тази година , срам- не срам, не го бях слушала. Замислям се как за пръв път ги чух , далечната 1998 година на уокмена на Митко и попитах: &#8211; Какво е това ? А той отвърна : -Незнам , братовчед ми ми го даде , но е яко&#8220; &#8211; [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=286&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Дъ Бест</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 20:56:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>curlsofsmoke</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Prosto nqma takova izpulnenie na jivo , emotional Filed under: imagine Tagged: imagine<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=283&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Feb 2010 01:19:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>curlsofsmoke</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Filed under: music Tagged: music<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=274&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Куба Либре</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Jan 2010 00:35:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>curlsofsmoke</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Гледам те, незнам какво си мисля, ръката ти пада бавно на коляното ми и хваща моята. Играеш си с пръстите ми , слушаш , но очите ти са празни за това , което търся. Има любов &#8211; красива и невинна , по своему детска , по своему истинска, но май не и това , което [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=231&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Тлеене</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 13:16:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>curlsofsmoke</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Delete. Спомени? Желания ? Хора ? Асоциации? Вечно трия със смешна гумичка и не се получава. Сантименталните хора никога не могат да загърбят миналото , а другите просто съществуват. Гледам снимката ти и ще я обърна. Ще събера всички вещи , които ми напомнят за теб и ще ги изгоря . Но как да променя [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=229&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Есенна среща</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 13:11:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Любовта се разлива в чашите ни, виждаме се за пръв път насаме от година и половина. Гледам го, говоря… леко хладно, леко безцелно за живота, за събитията и нещата , които обгръщат ежедневието. Той мълчи и се прави , че слуша. Но нито аз , нито той чуваме. Скован и тежък. Постепенно се отпуска. По [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=curlsofsmoke.wordpress.com&amp;blog=556059&amp;post=227&amp;subd=curlsofsmoke&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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