Silenzio Report

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-          I would like some quiet. And peace of mind.

-          Really? When?

-          Well… some times, more often.

-          What? Is it to loud now?

-          Only in my brain. I choose to hear every thing. I’m restless. Nothing is too good for me and I feel I miss things. I fail a little bit more every single day.

-          My friend I am stunned! I am completely amazed! I have never ever heard that before! You are the only unfortunate person in the world and I am so sorry for that! Yes! You really need the quiet, you need the space so you can organize yourself, and so you can regroup and prepare for it. And please take your time. Retreat, evolve, the world will wait for you. Everything will stop and we all will anxiously wait for the Day that You, The Great Resurrected, will enlighten us with the secrets of happiness found in your quite oasis. Everything will be ok. Come on! Come now! Go! Go for it! Fly Forest! Fly! Read the rest of this entry »

By Mircea Dinescu

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The women struggled for a few centuries to become the men’s equal and now they don’t know how to get rid off this terrible privilege.

We work like crazy and we thank the boss for giving us the extraordinary opportunity to work on week-ends so we can succeed and keep the deadline. The bosses get away from Friday noon and you won’t see them again since Monday afternoon when they get over their five-star hang over. Meanwhile you have the honor to stand in for them because that’s why you earned the spot and get yourself a nice ulcer eating take away junk food at work, to become a trustworthy woman. The company repaid you with two extra diopter but myopia is the sign of your triumph. At night you dream in color about Acrobat Reader, Outlook and Power Point, your nightmare is completed by crazy dancing clusters of yellow folders labeled “Urgent”, “Campaign”, “Charts”, “Reports”. But in your dream the Delete button doesn’t work, you can’t get away from the evil docs and wake up screaming. And not because the cluster folders drive you mad but because is already 7.30 am, you had another bad night and your hair looks like a lime brush. Read the rest of this entry »

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-          I feel like I have lost something.

-          Really?

-          I guess I forgot to live.

-          When?

-          I don’t know exactly. But I just realized it!

-          This conversation is totally predictable.

-          You think so?

-          I know so!

-          And what’s next?

-          Next is the usual.

-          What? Read the rest of this entry »