Or, paraphrased: kindly get your shit together. It starts when we’re young, really. They tell us all those stories, the fairy tales, where the prince is cursed into being oblivious to true love and the poor princess has to fight the curse and do all sorts of things to prevent the idiot in question from … More 25 – Poor Catullus, stop being such a miserable fool
According to a chinese proverb (paraphrased by the opening line of John Lennon’s song Woman), women hold up half the sky. Which I’m guessing must mean that men hold the other half. Which is more or less what I was meaning to express in my previous post. That we are both equally as important. That we … More 23 – To the other half of the sky
Girls, ladies, mesdames! Today we celebrate ourselves. I’m afraid that it actually may be just us to celebrate ourselves, but it doesn’t really matter, does it? It’s a start. Those of us who have been privileged enough to be born in those parts of the world that equal both sexes (at least on paper) are … More 22 – The Female of the species
I was about to write something beautiful. Relaxed, and light, and funny. I spent the weekend randomly attempting the Juliette’s aria, going on about how I want to live in this intoxicating dream for one more day, but just as she correctly asserts in the very same piece, the thrill only lasts a day. And … More 18 – A Design for life
Felix Mendelssohn is best known for a completely different composition than the one I decided to name this entry after, but let’s not go that way. For my latest trip’s destination does not need to be disclosed further than by the pictures; does not need words, does not need anything, really, but do play the soundtrack … More 14 – Songs without words
Come, all my well-read Italian (and non) friends. Divina commedia, Inferno, Canto V, verso 103. You all know the verse. Love, that exempts no one beloved from loving (Longfellow translation, 1867). I shall not descend into analysing Dante. Many clever people have done so rather well before me, and who am I to have anything meaningful to … More 13 – Amor, ch’a nullo amato amar perdona
Vigilia di Natale, un giorno come gli altri. Well, Season’s Greeting from the Czech Republic. I’m home for Christmas, which is great. But well, fuck me (that’s a figure of speech, I perfected my english on a broking desk, so you’ll have to pardon my french. English, that is) can I seriously be laying in my bed … More 12 – Moderato in Re Minore
A pounamu is a Maori talisman carved from New Zealand greenstone. The Maori believe that it is the pounamu that chooses its wearer, not the other way round. In other words, one cannot buy or carve his own pounamu, it had to be given to him. This is not a fit place to describe how … More 3 – It’s a God-awful small affair…
July 2016; This is a flashback entry, but the photos have not been published anywhere else. Well, all the pictures were taken with my iPhone 5, so they are nothing special, on the other hand, Scottish scenery is so hauntingly beautiful, that one has to develop a significant effort to manage NOT to take nice … More 2 – Northern Scotland
Kacenka on the road 