5/24/2009
2/20/2009
History anty-Walentynkowa
History anty-Walentynkowa
komitragedia w 2 scenach
1. Scena pierwsza
[W lasku czwartego lutego. Tajemnicze światło. Dwaj ludzie: jeden chłopak i jedna kobieta przyjdą trzymając za rękę. Kobieta powie:]
- Andrzej, noc jest bardzo piękna, nie?
- Zgadzem się z Tobą... To bardzo piękne. [odpowiada chłopak]
[mała przerwa]
- Pamiętasz?
- Co?
- Rok temu spotkaliśmy się. To była taka sama noc.
[wahanie się]
- Oh… oczywiście pamiętam.
- A pamiętasz, co powiedziałeś mi?
- Czekaj… myślę…
- Powiedziałeś mi, że ja jestem najpiękniejszą kobietą na świecie!
- Na prawdę?
- Tak! Nie kłamałeś, prawda?! [ma przenikliwy wzrok]
[przerwa]
2. Scena druga
[Pod drzewem. Światło księżyca odbija się w wodzie. Gwiazdy na niebie. Kobieta powie:]
- Jaka piękna noc, nie, Andrzej?
- Tak, tak… [chłopak odpowie]
- Nie miałabym nic przeciwko temu, gdybym umarła tej nocy. Za pięknie...
- Tak myślisz?
[Cisza nocna. Nagle chłopak odpowie:]
- Chcesz pralinki?
- Pralinki? [pyta kobieta totalnie zaskoczona]
- Spróbuj jedną!
[Kobieta bierze jedną i smacznie nadgryza.]
- To smaczne, bardzo… sm… smacz… smaczne…
[Kobieta zaczyna się dusić.]
Andrzej… An… Andrzej… nie.. mam… po… powie…trza…
[Chwyta powietrze.]
[Wreszcie chłopak odpowie:]
- … Wiem.
[Kobieta osłupie.]
- Wiesz, mam dosyć. Przepraszam, ale jesteś denerwująca i nudna. A zdradziłem cię... i... myślałem, bo nie mogłabyś mnie puścić, zatrułem cię. Mala suerte. [Znaczy niedobre szczęście po hiszpańsku]
[5 minut później.]
[Pod drzewem. Obok trupa kobiety. Chłopak odpowie:]
- Jaka piękna noc, nie…?
KONIEC
Reżyserował: Richárd Bogdán
1/06/2009
1/03/2009
Sun, spaghetti and more
[Listening to: Jennifer Walt - Las Vegas] <-- It's from the T-Mobile Hungary commercial.
I felt like it was March or something. I got up and just stared out the window how sunny the day was. First I was a bit afraid of sleeping over the whole winter... but would it have been a trouble? Who knows. Sometimes I just wouldn't mind sleeping all the time - forgetting about everything. I could forego [to decide not to have or do something that you want] all the things, because in unconsciousness I can find peace. As Air sings: you'd see further if you'd only close your eyes.
I'm usually charged of being too lazy and inactive. I could sleep ov
er my whole life, my whole being on the Earth but sometimes who cares? Why are we on the planet? Is it any higher purpose? But what? God? Who's God anyway? It's rather like leap of faith. But we can't really refute it [to prove something to be false]. So that's why the Flying Spaghetti Monster is also a solation. (Though it's specially based on the concept of the creation) I think it's contagious, haha.
In my personal opinion: we are all schizophrenics. On one hand we do not want anything or anybody to take over our daily actions, but in the other hand we certainly need it. I guess it's based on our human character. I'll explain it now: it's somehow like as in the middle ages. What happens if a kingdom doesn't have a king? Anarchy. Revolution. Disruption. Just look at Kingdom of Poland or Hungary. But even if it worked out to elect a king, there are still unstable elements who are against the system.
I guess i'ts the same with religion or a bit more. We can't accept totally that there is no intelligent being besides us - but we can't deny it either. We need a king, here a god, who takes care of our personal actions. And if we fail our plans, we can charge him/her/it to let it happen. It's the same with the kings: if we lost a battle, who was the first to charge of? The king, who else? We need God, because we need to blame something or somebody for our mistakes. The human can't blame himself. There is always something under special circumstances. We weren't given the real meaning at all: to admit to be able to be blamed. So we are religious, because we disfunction.
Meanwhile I'm saying this, I'm infected with religious hopes and thoughts, too. But I'd prefer the East Asian religions based on more philosophical soil. I'd like to believe that we can be reborn after death...
My conclusion, right? We could never have a conclusion. We are too torn apart to have one. Or two. Or three. We can't. Because our minds are split.
Sorry for seeming that I was splitting hair. I've just shared my thoughts and I'd like you to do the same. Please, don't hesitate to write it down.
[Listening to: Sagisu Shiro - Soundscape to ardor]
I'm usually charged of being too lazy and inactive. I could sleep ov
er my whole life, my whole being on the Earth but sometimes who cares? Why are we on the planet? Is it any higher purpose? But what? God? Who's God anyway? It's rather like leap of faith. But we can't really refute it [to prove something to be false]. So that's why the Flying Spaghetti Monster is also a solation. (Though it's specially based on the concept of the creation) I think it's contagious, haha.In my personal opinion: we are all schizophrenics. On one hand we do not want anything or anybody to take over our daily actions, but in the other hand we certainly need it. I guess it's based on our human character. I'll explain it now: it's somehow like as in the middle ages. What happens if a kingdom doesn't have a king? Anarchy. Revolution. Disruption. Just look at Kingdom of Poland or Hungary. But even if it worked out to elect a king, there are still unstable elements who are against the system.
I guess i'ts the same with religion or a bit more. We can't accept totally that there is no intelligent being besides us - but we can't deny it either. We need a king, here a god, who takes care of our personal actions. And if we fail our plans, we can charge him/her/it to let it happen. It's the same with the kings: if we lost a battle, who was the first to charge of? The king, who else? We need God, because we need to blame something or somebody for our mistakes. The human can't blame himself. There is always something under special circumstances. We weren't given the real meaning at all: to admit to be able to be blamed. So we are religious, because we disfunction.
Meanwhile I'm saying this, I'm infected with religious hopes and thoughts, too. But I'd prefer the East Asian religions based on more philosophical soil. I'd like to believe that we can be reborn after death...
My conclusion, right? We could never have a conclusion. We are too torn apart to have one. Or two. Or three. We can't. Because our minds are split.
Sorry for seeming that I was splitting hair. I've just shared my thoughts and I'd like you to do the same. Please, don't hesitate to write it down.
[Listening to: Sagisu Shiro - Soundscape to ardor]
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