Monthly Archives: August 2008

Yes, yes, but what does it mean

Posted on August 28, 2008 by Vlad Bunea

Spirals ingurgitated without fear of recurrent obsessions for unspoken words, ungestured emotions, unsmiled happiness, uninvited dolphins into my heart, transplanted from your heart, time to depart. I commend you, sword, to raise and sting the sun really hard, let its … Continue reading →

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Birthday songs

Posted on August 26, 2008 by Vlad Bunea

Tuesday, August 26, 2008 Your body of water raises towards the crown of my sequoia and splits into countless drops and you become ascending rain, tips piercing the Blue, and you become clouds, then vapors, then rivers and then earth, … Continue reading →

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The crystal banister

Posted on August 25, 2008 by Vlad Bunea

Desire overcomes all, said Haruki to himself and took another big sip of grievously bitter sake. His reflection in the frameless mirror was laterally distorted, giving him the impression that he was a drunken sumo player, slanted to his right, … Continue reading →

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What kept us apart?

Posted on August 22, 2008 by Vlad Bunea

What kept us apart when our thoughts were playfully knitting bridges to each other? Coloration of glass pyramids with minerals from our transparent bones. Cones of hands clapping for the erection of a mausoleum of hydrogen in their honor. Snails … Continue reading →

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Golden braids, enameled brides, fluorescent bribes

Posted on August 21, 2008 by Vlad Bunea

Golden braids, enameled brides, fluorescent bribes, my Andalusian wives, it’s a wonderful afternoon on my private soporific island. What if Joan of Arc, lost herself on Noah’s Ark, tempted by conversion to a zoologist or swimmer-marathonist? Holy cowry, maroon angels … Continue reading →

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Philosophical zombie

Posted on August 20, 2008 by Vlad Bunea

source: http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/p-zombie A philosophical zombie or p-zombie is a hypothetical being that is indistinguishable from a normal human being except that it lacks conscious experience, qualia, sentience, or sapience. When a zombie is poked with a sharp object, for example, … Continue reading →

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Sergei Prokofiev – Concertino

Posted on August 18, 2008 by Vlad Bunea

(featuring Diana Bunea)

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Bear in mind, lion in heart

Posted on August 15, 2008 by Vlad Bunea

Egg in womb as the Titanic on a mermaid’s bed. Laid in silence, chisels of hopeful cardinals, fully dressed in red roses with cactuses insertions. Test your imagination, eyes full of tears and suede tiny bears, it all appears as … Continue reading →

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Shooting stars with dummy bullets

Posted on August 14, 2008 by Vlad Bunea

Care for a cup of hummingbirds and a spoon full of honey from the breasts of purple female gods? Lingerie lingering near horizontal limit of the infinite. Pounding hearts on their backs with cakes of freedom and very bright birth … Continue reading →

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Her palm like a balm for tiny igloos

Posted on August 14, 2008 by Vlad Bunea

more from the Very Short Stories series Curator of washable consciences, let me be your parrot of goodwill. Coffee and cats for our common law judgment days. What is love thereafter laughter with tears of watermelons and nipples of joy? … Continue reading →

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