Showing posts with label Fight Club. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fight Club. Show all posts

28 June 2010

Olanda

azi joaca Olanda shi-mi place tare de ea, nu doar pu ca e tsara in care libertatea e cuvantul care i se asociaza cel mai bine, nu doar pu ca acolo imi vad petrecutsi anii tineretsii (trecute) shi batranetsii (yet to be), ci pu ca e tsara la pronuntsia numelui careia imi zambeshte cel mai mult THC-ul (la tema asta: mi-am luat azi "Bong"-ul lui Alexandru Vakulovski shi's mandra de mine)

azi voi bea bere cu Jack shi ma voi bucura pu o tsara care nu-i a mea

17 June 2010

today life just blows in my face


am avut zile mai proaste, mai ploioase, mai triste, mai lungi, mai putsin interesante, mai daunatoare sanatatsii, intr-un cuvant mai nasoale
dar ziua de azi e incredibil de nicicum...
vreau sa lupt cu ea dar n-am putere, foarte trist merde...

02 November 2009

o zis ca...


Dedublarea: disociere sau scindare? (studiu dupa "Fight Club" de Chuck Palahniuk si "William Wilson" de EA Poe) e bine
asta va fi tema pu comunicarea de pe 11 Noiembrie
sper sa nu uit sa descid larg ochii mei dubli shi sa merg

15 June 2009

08 February 2009

Fight Club

Wordle: Fight Club

The mechanic says, “If you’re male and you’re Christian and living in America, your father is your model for God. And if you never know your father, if your father bails out or dies or is never at home, what do you believe about God?
...
How Tyler saw it was that getting God’s attention for being bad was better than getting no attention at all. Maybe because God’s hate is better than His indifference.
If you could be either God’s worst enemy or nothing, which would you choose?
We are God’s middle children, according to Tyler Durden, with no special place in history and no special attention.
Unless we get God’s attention, we have no hope of damnation or redemption.
Which is worse, hell or nothing?
Only if we’re caught and punished can we be saved.
“Burn the Louvre,” the mechanic says, “and wipe your ass with the Mona Lisa. This way at least, God would know our names.”

Fight Club, page 141