And still they did not listen

I’m no expert. Yet if you asked me about beauty, I’d tell you there is some beauty in everything. And that there is no beauty in bad relationship; only stupidity and submission. But who am I to advise others?

People

People, right? People = wrong. People. Right. Left and finally gone.

Oh, the travels...

I'm sorry but I've been silent for far too long. And I really HAVE tried to ignore it. Despite their constant reminders. Well, today I resigned. My patience is gone and I feel I need to reflect this somehow.

Sci-fi and death

Some things are just so wonderful that you can’t even believe they’re real. Even in case of a fiction. Well, science fiction or new space opera to be more precise.

My crazy day in Brno

OK. So, there I was, sitting on a camp chair at one of the tribunes, along with hundreds of others. Sleepy and not knowing what the hell had happened. I remembered being in my bed, whispering good night to my pillow and all of sudden... Well, I somehow got up, dressed myself, I probably had a strong cup of coffee and then... A car. I do remember a car. Travelling to Brno, listening to some conversation... I thought all this had happened before. A year ago to be precise. Yes, that was it...

Student's elegy

There is usually silence. Not the absence of sound or noise, not even the Discworld’s heavy silence. This silence is a symbol of waiting. But we are not awaiting anything, no looking forward to some point in the time. We are waiting because we know something is going to happen. And there is neither joy, nor fear in the waiting. It is so weird that sometimes we don’t know if we’re still part of this world or whether we became observers from outside. In this we almost praise the exam period, ignoring everything red.