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Failure of the ISMic world…

Attila Vago — Mon, 16 May 2011 10:35:26 +0000

Optimism, Realism and Pessimism are 3 good friends, just like the 3 musketeers were before D’artagnan showed up and ruined the title. They get an assignment from Life who is their CEO: make Life, him, the CEO look better. Somewhat narcisistic and self-centered assignment but who has the guts to say no to Life? So they take the assignment and get to work. The only rule to this project is to work as a team towards the same goal.

Optimism passionately lays out the first plan. To Realism this plan seems as pink as Birtney’s nickers and calls the plan unrealistic. Pessimism doesn’t even look at it, he’s absolutely convinced it’s a plan bound to fail. With the first plan off the table they move to the next one…

Realism’s plan is more time consuming due to his need of fact-checking process. He also sends out Optimism and Pessimism to do the same thing, after all this is teamwork. The results are back: 33.3% realistic values, 66.6% unrealistic values due to Pessimism’s and Optimism’s failure to collect objective data. Furthermore, even Realism’s data is questionable due to the fact that it was collected not only from realistic people but pessimistic and optimistic ones as well. Therefore the entire data is corrupted and unusable. Another plan goes down the drain…

It’s Pessimism’s turn to awe the audience. What he does is plain and simple. He bursts out crying and says: there is no good plan, this is all a big failure.

Stop being ISMic, stop making life impossible, just live for a change…

Confessions of a grinch

Attila Vago — Mon, 16 May 2011 10:33:31 +0000

I have no heart, therefore I cannot give you what everyone else can and might. But you can take my mind, and blow it away. You can take my sorrow and my lost dreams, you can take my anger, my hairy and ugly personality. You can take my eyes that see only the bad in people, you can take my hands that slapped so many on the face. You can take my feet that kicked everyone in the butt so many times…

You can take all that and everything else, I give them all to you. Why? Because you have a heart and a heart has the power of healing everything around it. Turn sorrow into a smile, anger into love, lost dreams into reality and ultimately the grinch into a prince charming… your prince charming

Poezioara despre Easy :)

Attila Vago — Sun, 14 Nov 2010 12:56:10 +0000

Ghici ce…? S-a scris si despre mine o poezie… Yihaaaa… am intrat in literatura romaneasca!!! )

M-am tot gandit sa-ti dau o definitie
dar ma imbat cu apa…e prea rece
asa ca umblu printre locurile de suflet
sa-ti caut mai, un cablu sa-ti fie cale ta
de umblet
ca dupa fete mergi cu ochii catre soare
sa-ti spuna el de-i buna ori de-i rea
ca vremea le culegi de printre randuri
si habar n-ai pe ce criterii sa le-ntelegi
stii, uneori iti plang c-o suta de batiste
si nu mai ai prin buzunare nici un sfant
ca sa le cumperi pastile de tristeturi
si sa le dregi din lacrimi cu bratele prea largi
si ce sa le mai faci tu oare,
cand bidineaua-n mana-ti pun
sa le mai faci peretii roz si inc-o floare
apoi te lasa ca sa pleci, le esti prea drag.

Si cata jale-i intr-o viata cand nu mai au nici cui
Sa planga despre tot ce le-nconjoara
Si cate haine sa-si mai puna-n cui
Asa ca lasa-le sa-si ofileasca dara
Tu pune-ti castile sa nu auzi nimic
Si scrie-n continuare la muzicabuna
Sa-ti sara ochii din peceti
Ca-I painea scumpa
Si domnisoarele…-ntr-o dunga!

Mercik Mini

So… I’m back.

Attila Vago — Sat, 04 Sep 2010 15:36:27 +0000

And besides all that, I found out yet again, that most people are, well, let’s put it nicely… full of shit, actually they’re made out of shit. Most people… with a few exceptions, starting of course with myself. And you know what? I’m not even being an arrogant asshole for saying this, and I’m not self-righteous when I say I’m a good guy compared to many other people. Yes, I make mistakes, hurt people, but I apologize, because… because I care. And that’s what most people don’t do anymore, even some people close to me. Well, good lesson for me, I guess: don’t rely on words and promises.

So, now back to the title, which might need some explanation. Yes, I was away, for 2 weeks, in Switzerland. It was a really great time, educational, spiritually uplifting and socially challenging. Overall, not counting my “lonely sad moments”, it was one of the best times of my pathetic life. To illustrate, I uploaded a gallery of photos, which you might wanna check out, or not… entirely your decision: http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/randiguru85/Switzerland#

Poezie la minut :))

Attila Vago — Tue, 27 Jul 2010 11:43:08 +0000

A fost odata in povesti odat’ ca niciodata
Un Dani disperat si-o blonda dragastoasa
Suna el ca nebunu, asteptand sa prinda veste
Cum ca blonda cea frumoasa, tot il mai iubeste

Dar blonda cea din vise era cu capu-n nori
Asteptand viteazul pe calu-i alb din zori
Viteazul nu venea, avea picioru-n ghips
Veneau in schimb talhari nesimtiti si josnici
Isi bateau ei joc de frumoasa din povesti
O lasau plangand si singura pe veci

Dar povestea nu se gata
Poezia nu e drama
Ea trebuie finita
Intr-o maniera mai frumoasa

O veni-ntr-o zi de vara pe-un calut mai decentut
Un calator cu straita plina, si niste flori in straitut’
Va zambi frumos la soare, de vor zambi si norii
Si-o lua pe cal in spate pe zana frumusetii.

[pt. Crisztina B. - sa se simt-un pic mai bine ]

Declaratie de dragoste

Attila Vago — Sun, 25 Jul 2010 12:17:06 +0000

Tu esti viata mea-ntr-un cimitir de amintiri
Trandafir ascuns intre sutele de spini.
Esti vulturul ce-mi musca inima-n bucati
Esti bufnita ce ma trezeste noaptea cand visez.

Tu esti zaharul praf de pe-o viata de rahat
Gustul dulce al sarutului uitat
Esti fructul zemos de sub mucegauiul vietii
Apa mortii intr-un desert al nemuririi

Esti liniile de pe drumul ce duce catre moarte
Santz de langa drum in care sufletul meu doarme
Esti steaua de pe cer ce nu mai lumineaza
O existenta uitata, o naluca marina…

O seara de neuitat …

Attila Vago — Wed, 12 May 2010 06:25:43 +0000

Sau mai bine zis, o noapte de neuitat. Alaturi de o diva… O femeie care scoate la suprafata tot ce e mai bun si artistic intr-un om, te face sa razi si sa plangi in acelasi timp si ii simti mangaierea vocii sale pe sufeltul tau. Celine Dion. O femeie adevarata cu o voce angelica …

Azi noapte, am avut ocazia sa vizionez noul concert recent lansat “Taking Chances World Tour”, care mi-a oferit 100 de minute alaturi de cea mai buna voce a lumii muzicale contemporane. Fara indoiala Celine, chiar si dupa atatia ani, ofera cele mai intense momente muzicale, nu doar prin vocea ei perfecta ci prin toata prezenta ei pe scena. Sunt adevarate momente de neuitat – niste momente de claritate, care te reasigura ca daca mai este ceva divin pe lumea aceasta, atunci e muzica.

Semneaza Petitia!!!

Attila Vago — Mon, 10 May 2010 14:47:46 +0000

De circa 6-7 luni a aparut pe internet un site numit Supermuzica.net, sub forma unui parazit. Cu ce se ocupa acest site? Avand la baza un grabber intern, ia articole, stiri, interviuri de pe situri legitime si le re-publica, uneori aducand mici alteratii la titlu ca sa para creatie proprie. De exemplu interviuri care sunt publicate in exclusivtate pe anumite situri de muzica sunt luate cu “copy-paste” si, apoi, titlul modificat cu “Exclusiv pt Supermuzica.net” si postate pe acest spatiu virtual.

Intreaga arie de critica muzicala, precum si sloganului sitului “dincolo de muzica” sunt furate de la MuzicaBuna.ro. Subliniez, nu exista niciun acord scris sau verbal intre Supermuzica.net si siturile de muzica ale caror materiale sunt preluate si repostate, asadar incalca toate legile emise si in vigoare de catre ORDA. Toate siturile care sunt astfel exploatate au de pierdut, deci nu doar popularitate ci si un profit considerabil. Supermuzica.net este un site-parazit care traieste pe spatele altor situri de showbiz, fara nicio baza legala existenta.

Supermuzica.net se afla in afara oricarei legi ale copyrightului (dreptului de autor) si, in ciuda atentionarilor private, continua sa-si mentina actiunea ilegala.

Doresc prin aceasta petitie sa atrag atentia organelor in cauza – ORDA – in special, dar si siturilor de muzica si showbiz care au doar de pierdut: accesari, indexari si popularitate. Situl Supermuzica.net trebuie inchis definitiv sau restructurat in asa fel incat companiile legitime sa nu sufere pierderi financiare, iar autorii articolelor sa simta protectia legilor de copyright. Furtul informatic este la fel de condamnabil ca orice alta actiune de furt, indiferent de forma sa. Protejati-va operele, proteja-ti va munca!

Semneaza AICI.

If you can’t be honest…

Attila Vago — Tue, 13 Apr 2010 08:23:48 +0000

Please do us both a favour and shoot yourself.
Don’t expect me to care about you or give a rat’s ass about anything that even remotely is related to your person.
Then why the hell should anyone else be honest with you.
Then please don’t even try to give me a sincere look.
You’re not worthy of being called a human any more.
You shouldn’t expect anyone to treat you better than a piece of shit.
All your friends are just there because things work out for them through you. They’re profiting off your ass, as you do with others.
Please be so kind and spare me of your everyday bullshit.
Why the hell shouldn’t I say “FUCK YOU ASSHOLE / BITCH!”

In fact… that’s what I going to say: FUCK YOU VERY VERY MUCH! I hope you’ll burn in disonesty’s hell for about an eternety! This is a message to all those who profited off my ass, fucked me over at least once in their pityful crappy lifetime, to those who said nice things and then took off and said nothing, to those who never even bothered to understand me, cause they were so very obsessed with their tiny little problems. To all of you out there who were dishonest with me in any possible way: FUCK YOU! You’re all less then shit to me!

Nothing…

Attila Vago — Sat, 03 Apr 2010 21:38:16 +0000

I died and went to heaven… At the golden gate St. Peter stops me, looks at me, then he looks at his big old book, shakes his bald and beardy head and tells me: “I can’t let you in… you did nothing good. In fact you did nothing. Your life is a big emty page. Sorry, mate… You have to go to hell and try your luck there.”

And that’s what I did. I went to hell. There the old grinning Lucifer stops me, looks very surprised at me, scratches his skull and says: “Damn… Did St. Peter go mad?!? Why the hell is he sending me someone who did nothing bad? Oh… in fact you did nothing at all. You sat on your ass all your life and did nothing. I can’t take you.”

So… there was no place for people like me in the afterlife. And… now I’m back amongst the living, sentenced to live my life doing something, anything but nothing.