chasing mirages

I Still Miss You

andrei — Sun, 11 Jul 2010 16:29:34 +0000

In front of the computer
Just staring at the screen
Sitting on the swivel
With my feet on the table
Music on the speakers
Out of the blue, I saw you in front of me
I remember having blinked
You were still there
Smiling back at me
Shiver went through my spine
Then you were gone
Everything went flashback
Then this song went on full blast
Tears flowed
Uncontrollable

After all these years, I STILL MISS YOU, CRISSIE

iPood

andrei — Fri, 21 Jul 2006 06:01:57 +0000

::source::

The Future Mac?

andrei — Wed, 05 Jul 2006 06:33:31 +0000

I would LOVE to own one!

::source::

What A Goal

andrei — Tue, 04 Jul 2006 05:15:19 +0000

If you are currently in Germany, most likely you have driven under this gigantic Adidas ad near the Munich Airport featuring Germany’s goalkeeper Oliver Khan.

Go Germany!!!

Missing You More

andrei — Fri, 30 Jun 2006 17:40:14 +0000

I settled into a memory
Of you, and you leaving,
How your mind dwelt on
Good things, good plans,
How you enjoyed good people,
And all the time you spent
In church, with friends,
All the funerals we attended,
All the sad goodbyes,
Then I found myself with you,
At the end as you went away,
And filled this part of life,
Many came to say goodbye,
I couldn’t, I stood tall,
With dry eyes I looked away,
I knew we’d meet again,
I miss you more today.

iCarta

andrei — Fri, 30 Jun 2006 04:54:26 +0000

Yes, it really is an iPod stereo dock with tissue holder.

I wonder why they didn’t name it Toilet Dock.

Escapa!

andrei — Wed, 07 Jun 2006 09:43:14 +0000

Try this, it is simple but truly challenging.

The object of the game is to simply survive by moving the red block around without getting hit by the blue blocks or touching the black perimeter walls.

If you can survive longer than 18 seconds you are phenomenal.

It's been said that the US Air Force uses this for fighter pilots.

They are expected to survive for at least 2 minutes.

http://tinyurl.com/56t9u

Breakfast Table

andrei — Sun, 04 Jun 2006 23:04:20 +0000

CHRIS RICE
Album: Amusing

Was it a million miles to heaven
Too far to hear my lonely song
Or is it just my imagination I hear you humming along
I only hold you in my dreams now
I wake up with cold and empty arms
Lord help me get through this long night without you
And soon as the morning comes
Soon as the morning comes

Save me a seat at the breakfast table
Save me a dance around the Milky Way
And save me a thousand years to whisper in your ears
All I've wanted to say
Save me a smile and an angel's feather
Save me a walk down the streets of gold
And baby, we'll change our minds just like old times
And maybe we'll just fly away
Or maybe we'll stay

My lucky doll, you're in heaven before me
You were my taste of heaven here
Remember we loved to talk about it, we couldn't wait to get there
So you go on and find your way around now
But remember I'm here missing you
Do me a favor and say hey to Jesus
And tell him I'm missing him too
Tell him I'm missing him too

Then save me a seat at the breakfast table
Save me a dance around the Milky Way
And save me a thousand years to whisper in your ears
All I've wanted to say
Save me a smile and an angel's feather
Save me a walk down the streets of gold
And baby, we'll change our minds just like old times
And maybe we'll just fly away
Or maybe we'll stay

My Purpose

andrei — Sat, 03 Jun 2006 04:34:02 +0000

“I am an unfinished song that the wind guides through the night – heard but not seen. My words are heard. My thoughts are my own. The body, which encases me, the light sees. The actual being that I am, the light does not see. My purpose in life is to search; search for something greater than what I already know. As I soar through the air, the wisdom that I acquire, with every breath I take, keeps me confident in my quest. Every word added to my ballad strengthens me. Once I am complete, will I know? Though my song seems infinite in length, I have faith that when I am complete, I will know.

I believe that I am led blindly through life, though my eyes may be open. I am led by faith, but not unaccompanied; the blind leading the blind seeking the unknown. The seeds that we plant together are far greater than those we plant alone. Without being loved and having someone to love, life seems trivial. Love is a life support. Without love, I might as well be dead. Without love, I will never be complete and sing my song to the heavens.

These years only go by once. There are no second takes if I mess up. I can’t rewind my song, and rewrite the words. I must not fret about the past since I can’t change it. However, I can be a better person in the future and make my next verse better than the preceding.

Here on Earth, I have questions; in Heaven, there are answers. Obtaining knowledge throughout my life will prepare me for the answers I will be given. I need to be able to comprehend the wonders in store for me. In closing, my purpose in life is to strive for knowledge about the unknown in my future. With love as my life support, and others accompanying me on my journey, my purpose will be fulfilled and my song will be complete.”

- Haunting Journey (Kathleen-Marie Read)

Me

andrei — Sat, 03 Jun 2006 03:57:16 +0000

I don’t remember the last time I was myself.

Have I pretended so long that I have formed
into the person you see before you?

Andrei? Who are you? Where are you?

'Til we meet again…