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Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 11:08 AM UTC
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My fingertips will never let me forget the scent of stale cigarettes. I was a fool in London. All the friends I made had better accents than me. I dreamed of Bulgaria and Brazil. I walked through mud. I waited for French tides. I trudged in heavy water waders. My hands built a house with stones older than the country on my passport. The etching of cement on my boots still reminds me what we carried there. We drove along tired volcanoes and craggy cliffs in the dark. I never learned how to drive manual. We flew further south. I dried out in the sun. The glands of Spanish streets pulsated citrus mist into the air, my lungs. I never did remember the difference between limon and lime. We stayed in a haunted castel but missed Halloween. The upper peninsula, where Napoleon dreamed of a better dinner. We moved to Shangri-La. Even in Eden, people still snore. But there were cakes laced with flowers. And I was over the moon. Then, a dreamscape. The closest to the Arctic I’ve ever been. We ate deer for dinner. I baked Danish pies. I slept supine in a smoke-filled yurt. It was all peace. It was all over.
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Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 3:49 PM UTC
tigremilk
I Happened Here (Europe 2014)
My fingertips will never let me forget the scent of stale cigarettes. I was a fool in London. All the friends I made had better accents than me. I dreamed of Bulgaria and Brazil. I walked through mud. I waited for French tides. I trudged in heavy water waders. My hands built a house with stones older than the country on my passport. The etching of cement on my boots still reminds me what we carried there. We drove along tired volcanoes and craggy cliffs in the dark. I never learned how to drive manual. We flew further south. I dried out in the sun. The glands of Spanish streets pulsated citrus mist into the air, my lungs. I never did remember the difference between limon and lime. We stayed in a haunted castel but missed Halloween. The upper peninsula, where Napoleon dreamed of a better dinner. We moved to Shangri-La. Even in Eden, people still snore. But there were cakes laced with flowers. And I was over the moon. Then, a dreamscape. The closest to the Arctic I’ve ever been. We ate deer for dinner. I baked Danish pies. I slept supine in a smoke-filled yurt. It was all peace. It was all over.
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This is a very special day in Bulgaria, my friends. Here - http://www.balkanfolk.com/news.php?id=23 - you can read more on it. marigolds marigolds San Clemente* and the sun that is opening we will lose ourselves before they find us in the eternal searching for ourselves (and the mind again steps over us) did you recognize the happiness Ahasver** marigolds (like an epoch) San Clemente and I am bowing The original: невени невени Сан Клементе и слънцето, което се разтваря ще се загубим преди да ни намерят във вечното си търсене на себе си (и мисълта отново ни прекрачва) позна ли щастието Ахасфере невени (като епоха) Сан Клементе и се прекланям *In one lateral chapel there is a shrine with the tomb of Saint Cyril of the Saints Cyril and Methodius who created the Glagolitic alphabet and Christianized the Slavs. **Wandering Jew; the name Ahasver is adapted from Ahasuerus the Persian king in Esther, who was not a Jew, and whose very name among medieval Jews was an exemplum of a fool /from wikipedia/ Translator Bulgarian-English: Vessislava Savova rarebird © bogpan - all rights reserved.
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May 23, 2011
May 23, 2011 at 11:34 PM UTC
bozhidar-pangelov
24 May - The Day Of Slavonic Alphabet, Bulgarian Enlightenment and Culture
This is a very special day in Bulgaria, my friends. Here - http://www.balkanfolk.com/news.php?id=23 - you can read more on it. marigolds marigolds San Clemente* and the sun that is opening we will lose ourselves before they find us in the eternal searching for ourselves (and the mind again steps over us) did you recognize the happiness Ahasver** marigolds (like an epoch) San Clemente and I am bowing The original: невени невени Сан Клементе и слънцето, което се разтваря ще се загубим преди да ни намерят във вечното си търсене на себе си (и мисълта отново ни прекрачва) позна ли щастието Ахасфере невени (като епоха) Сан Клементе и се прекланям *In one lateral chapel there is a shrine with the tomb of Saint Cyril of the Saints Cyril and Methodius who created the Glagolitic alphabet and Christianized the Slavs. **Wandering Jew; the name Ahasver is adapted from Ahasuerus the Persian king in Esther, who was not a Jew, and whose very name among medieval Jews was an exemplum of a fool /from wikipedia/ Translator Bulgarian-English: Vessislava Savova rarebird © bogpan - all rights reserved.
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Christ, dost Thou live indeed? or are Thy bones Still straitened in their rock-hewn sepulchre? And was Thy Rising only dreamed by her Whose love of Thee for all her sin atones? For here the air is horrid with men’s groans, The priests who call upon Thy name are slain, Dost Thou not hear the bitter wail of pain From those whose children lie upon the stones? Come down, O Son of God! incestuous gloom Curtains the land, and through the starless night Over Thy Cross a Crescent moon I see! If Thou in very truth didst burst the tomb Come down, O Son of Man! and show Thy might Lest Mahomet be crowned instead of Thee!
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Oscar Wilde
On The Massacre Of The Christians In Bulgaria
Christ, dost Thou live indeed? or are Thy bones Still straitened in their rock-hewn sepulchre? And was Thy Rising only dreamed by her Whose love of Thee for all her sin atones? For here the air is horrid with men’s groans, The priests who call upon Thy name are slain, Dost Thou not hear the bitter wail of pain From those whose children lie upon the stones? Come down, O Son of God! incestuous gloom Curtains the land, and through the starless night Over Thy Cross a Crescent moon I see! If Thou in very truth didst burst the tomb Come down, O Son of Man! and show Thy might Lest Mahomet be crowned instead of Thee!
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The Rent-a-Mob loonies, the gangsters and the Racists damaged scums of society and contemporary politics Ignorant arrogant sociopaths who want it all for nothing Indulgent wasters in nation awashed with opportunities In idle union they scream, feed us poor and **** the Rich Strangers come Poland, Bulgaria, India and all over to work in farms, hospitals, hotels and Constructions Building futures and faring in endeavours with sweat Crimson gangs and Renta Mobs states we serve nobody **** the wealth makers, **** the parasites and let's drink Our shyster gangs of Revo-comrades and malcontents See killing fields, whereas strangers toil and find rich pickings Our Revos Distract, confuse, sow seeds of dissent, make strife Blame all others, lie and decieve, fling indulgent political turds Rent brainwashed Mobs,into ***** bridgard to do their ***** work We all know life is unfair and even roses have imperfections Some are born to riches in spades and some born to beggars in dusts Those with time, sit and ask God why, just a fact of life to accept But from dust has risen billionaires, whilst riches have made duds Insane Crimson sits in spurious guise and odious fallacy playing God Yeh, **** the Rich and feed the poor, why hide and use Rent a mob Why not air your case in broad daylight and stand your conviction The coward you are knows it hold no sanity for those with sense Except for thieves, the workshy and wasters who cheat to survive In your city of merits aplenty, Revo-crimson is beneath contempt
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Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 9:56 AM UTC
yenson
Rent-a-Mob fable of Fallacy..........
The Rent-a-Mob loonies, the gangsters and the Racists damaged scums of society and contemporary politics Ignorant arrogant sociopaths who want it all for nothing Indulgent wasters in nation awashed with opportunities In idle union they scream, feed us poor and **** the Rich Strangers come Poland, Bulgaria, India and all over to work in farms, hospitals, hotels and Constructions Building futures and faring in endeavours with sweat Crimson gangs and Renta Mobs states we serve nobody **** the wealth makers, **** the parasites and let's drink Our shyster gangs of Revo-comrades and malcontents See killing fields, whereas strangers toil and find rich pickings Our Revos Distract, confuse, sow seeds of dissent, make strife Blame all others, lie and decieve, fling indulgent political turds Rent brainwashed Mobs,into ***** bridgard to do their ***** work We all know life is unfair and even roses have imperfections Some are born to riches in spades and some born to beggars in dusts Those with time, sit and ask God why, just a fact of life to accept But from dust has risen billionaires, whilst riches have made duds Insane Crimson sits in spurious guise and odious fallacy playing God Yeh, **** the Rich and feed the poor, why hide and use Rent a mob Why not air your case in broad daylight and stand your conviction The coward you are knows it hold no sanity for those with sense Except for thieves, the workshy and wasters who cheat to survive In your city of merits aplenty, Revo-crimson is beneath contempt
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With the heart worn like an old man's shoe With the wind a last friend of my second hand jacket all blown and frail I continue to denounce the golden streets of disguised power to trounce on hidden cops to pounce on everything rotten in Denmark to reek and to rage like a rusting zoo cage an overturned **** a pensive white button withering in my brain a push cart filled with burning accusations I remain street bound weary I'm that secret little hope gnawing at the nape of your neck Note: Re-written in Sofia, Bulgaria on the 14th of July 2012 after once again (after so many countless times) being followed and harassed even in front of my own house...I guess it's nice to know that some people read poetry very very attentively ;--))
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Jul 14, 2012
Jul 14, 2012 at 8:49 AM UTC
dan-corjescu
Street Bound
With the heart worn like an old man's shoe With the wind a last friend of my second hand jacket all blown and frail I continue to denounce the golden streets of disguised power to trounce on hidden cops to pounce on everything rotten in Denmark to reek and to rage like a rusting zoo cage an overturned **** a pensive white button withering in my brain a push cart filled with burning accusations I remain street bound weary I'm that secret little hope gnawing at the nape of your neck Note: Re-written in Sofia, Bulgaria on the 14th of July 2012 after once again (after so many countless times) being followed and harassed even in front of my own house...I guess it's nice to know that some people read poetry very very attentively ;--))
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The Rozhen Monastery of the Nativity of the Mother of God (Bulgarian: Роженски манастир "Рождество Богородично", Rozhenski manastir "Rozhdestvo Bogorodichno") is the biggest monastery in the Pirin Mountains in southwestern Bulgaria. It is one of the few medieval Bulgarian monasteries well preserved until today. Rozhen Monastery website http://rozen.pmg-blg.com/index.php Rozhen on a dry tree hung does the monastery hang and a road is curving like a snake with its tail up do you hear that cry of the rocks the silence screams overcome by all the words by the roar of crickets by the blood in the vains I've never understood nothing stuck the palms and three fingers above the soil The original: рожен на сухо дърво окачен виси манастирът и се извива път подобно змия с опашката си нагоре чуваш ли онзи вик на скалите тишината пищи сломена от всичките думи от грохота на щурците от кръвта във вените никога нищо не съм разбрал залепнали дланите и три пръста над пръст *Translator Bulgarian-English: Vessislava Savova rarebird © bogpan - all rights reserved.
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Nov 30, 2010
Nov 30, 2010 at 10:30 PM UTC
bozhidar-pangelov
Rozhen
The Rozhen Monastery of the Nativity of the Mother of God (Bulgarian: Роженски манастир "Рождество Богородично", Rozhenski manastir "Rozhdestvo Bogorodichno") is the biggest monastery in the Pirin Mountains in southwestern Bulgaria. It is one of the few medieval Bulgarian monasteries well preserved until today. Rozhen Monastery website http://rozen.pmg-blg.com/index.php Rozhen on a dry tree hung does the monastery hang and a road is curving like a snake with its tail up do you hear that cry of the rocks the silence screams overcome by all the words by the roar of crickets by the blood in the vains I've never understood nothing stuck the palms and three fingers above the soil The original: рожен на сухо дърво окачен виси манастирът и се извива път подобно змия с опашката си нагоре чуваш ли онзи вик на скалите тишината пищи сломена от всичките думи от грохота на щурците от кръвта във вените никога нищо не съм разбрал залепнали дланите и три пръста над пръст *Translator Bulgarian-English: Vessislava Savova rarebird © bogpan - all rights reserved.
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Come to take you around in Montana, my friend! From the waters of Ogosta dam to the waves of the fountain and the fabulous nights in Monteto. Nowhere on earth or the Balkans you will find a city like that, even at sea for it's the quietest and most pleasant city in Bulgaria. A city with an ancient history, dating back to before the coming of Christ, telling of the intransigence of the people and their hunger for knowledge. A city with good people who deserve respect and esteem, people who believe in a better future and the progress of their young spirit. They pass this faith and knowledge on to future generations about the energy and loyalty to our city. From the dazzling and beautiful Chiprovtsi carpets to the countless and charming summers and winters. Welcome!
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Apr 2, 2021
Apr 2, 2021 at 8:21 AM UTC
Svetli
A Poem for Montana
Come to take you around in Montana, my friend! From the waters of Ogosta dam to the waves of the fountain and the fabulous nights in Monteto. Nowhere on earth or the Balkans you will find a city like that, even at sea for it's the quietest and most pleasant city in Bulgaria. A city with an ancient history, dating back to before the coming of Christ, telling of the intransigence of the people and their hunger for knowledge. A city with good people who deserve respect and esteem, people who believe in a better future and the progress of their young spirit. They pass this faith and knowledge on to future generations about the energy and loyalty to our city. From the dazzling and beautiful Chiprovtsi carpets to the countless and charming summers and winters. Welcome!
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And he killed him. And he killed him. And he killed him. "I'm going to **** you." And he killed him. Here is the Ada fruit. Nelson Mandela, Nelson Mandela, from New York to the United States. U = United States, Russian and Black Cabinet. 'K' and music, weather, window, Ethiopia, prophet, women, black women, black children, mothers, mothers, mothers, mothers, mothers, mothers, mothers, mothers, voices beautiful and bright, eyes, forehead, hair color without hair. The story of Tama and Rehumanum is not so difficult, but it has improved in the landscape, music and child labor. He was born in Latin and Latin America, symbol of Alma Gold. Well, I can hear more words than you, I listen more than words. The story is a mistake, it is an improvement. Aristotle has a very important relationship with robotics: Cicero, A lot of Friendships, Alison Krauss Music, Songs, Dance, Women are part of Pharaoh's fantasies about the well-being of women in the religious community. ... Chrétien c. Chatroulette is a smoke. Marcus, in bed, you talk one day, the dog is like a chair and a tradition, a professional Spanish lawyer and a Geiger from Zaragoza. This has three mysterious powers. What are the three marriages now? You have to leave Bing Bing for Bing Light and Bing Bing. Stay in the mental park. Six tracks were borrowed from the six wildflowers in modern sportswear and softball clothing. The principle of rewards and poisonings in Bulgaria, Bulgarian jewelery, jewelery, lifestyle.
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Oct 20, 2018
Oct 20, 2018 at 11:49 PM UTC
johnny-noiπ
Bing Bing
And he killed him. And he killed him. And he killed him. "I'm going to **** you." And he killed him. Here is the Ada fruit. Nelson Mandela, Nelson Mandela, from New York to the United States. U = United States, Russian and Black Cabinet. 'K' and music, weather, window, Ethiopia, prophet, women, black women, black children, mothers, mothers, mothers, mothers, mothers, mothers, mothers, mothers, voices beautiful and bright, eyes, forehead, hair color without hair. The story of Tama and Rehumanum is not so difficult, but it has improved in the landscape, music and child labor. He was born in Latin and Latin America, symbol of Alma Gold. Well, I can hear more words than you, I listen more than words. The story is a mistake, it is an improvement. Aristotle has a very important relationship with robotics: Cicero, A lot of Friendships, Alison Krauss Music, Songs, Dance, Women are part of Pharaoh's fantasies about the well-being of women in the religious community. ... Chrétien c. Chatroulette is a smoke. Marcus, in bed, you talk one day, the dog is like a chair and a tradition, a professional Spanish lawyer and a Geiger from Zaragoza. This has three mysterious powers. What are the three marriages now? You have to leave Bing Bing for Bing Light and Bing Bing. Stay in the mental park. Six tracks were borrowed from the six wildflowers in modern sportswear and softball clothing. The principle of rewards and poisonings in Bulgaria, Bulgarian jewelery, jewelery, lifestyle.
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lots of tasty foods colorful seasons changing as Black Sea shivers
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Mar 7, 2021
Mar 7, 2021 at 7:51 AM UTC
Svetli
Bulgaria
lots of tasty foods colorful seasons changing as Black Sea shivers
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*so there are fifty states and they’re joined by federation laws, but talk of “the state” is not talked about in the same way as talk of california or new jersey or new england... because these states... ah blah blah... why not change it to the f.n.a.: federation of north america? it’d sell you a few badges, t-shirts and balloons.* so in america the federal laws are like ecclesiastical laws, and state laws are like european state laws - steal an onion from a merchant’s stand and get your hand chopped off in the translation of arabic, should it come to such drastic action - so while in europe the church-state of einstein’s vocabulary went their separate ways ensuring that time became definite and space became definite and the space-time / church-state hyphenated coupling was simply defined as indefinite... and that coupling became sort of theoretically stuck in bubblegum of inactivity and awe as truth. in america there’s a purposive blocked toilet of the federal (laws) never meeting the state (laws)... but imagine if the federal met the state like the church once met & clung to the state... this purposive avoidance of the two never meeting in america is already problematic from what i have heard... the two need to meet and then uncouple... like in europe where the church & state met and then divorced... this state / federal engagement can’t last... there has to be a marriage... and subsequent divorce to just see how the political engine works... otherwise there’ll be a lawyers’ limbo to contend with, i.e. when a lawyer doesn’t understand something he tends to use his defence mechanism of making at least one word ambiguous with the word’s secondary, tertiary meaning, which doesn't ask for a serious argument but a solipsistic technicality of not talking to the person least informed but most ambitious to say something, anything. i.e. you can’t really claim that california is federated if the wealth of california is worth as much as iowa, nebraska, north dakota, south dakota, wyoming... basically the whole of mid-west scotland ireland bulgaria and romania and sicily; but i’m sure thomas jefferson was looking for pretty geography rather than equations to stamp out marxism.
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Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 11:03 AM UTC
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einstein -in- america
*so there are fifty states and they’re joined by federation laws, but talk of “the state” is not talked about in the same way as talk of california or new jersey or new england... because these states... ah blah blah... why not change it to the f.n.a.: federation of north america? it’d sell you a few badges, t-shirts and balloons.* so in america the federal laws are like ecclesiastical laws, and state laws are like european state laws - steal an onion from a merchant’s stand and get your hand chopped off in the translation of arabic, should it come to such drastic action - so while in europe the church-state of einstein’s vocabulary went their separate ways ensuring that time became definite and space became definite and the space-time / church-state hyphenated coupling was simply defined as indefinite... and that coupling became sort of theoretically stuck in bubblegum of inactivity and awe as truth. in america there’s a purposive blocked toilet of the federal (laws) never meeting the state (laws)... but imagine if the federal met the state like the church once met & clung to the state... this purposive avoidance of the two never meeting in america is already problematic from what i have heard... the two need to meet and then uncouple... like in europe where the church & state met and then divorced... this state / federal engagement can’t last... there has to be a marriage... and subsequent divorce to just see how the political engine works... otherwise there’ll be a lawyers’ limbo to contend with, i.e. when a lawyer doesn’t understand something he tends to use his defence mechanism of making at least one word ambiguous with the word’s secondary, tertiary meaning, which doesn't ask for a serious argument but a solipsistic technicality of not talking to the person least informed but most ambitious to say something, anything. i.e. you can’t really claim that california is federated if the wealth of california is worth as much as iowa, nebraska, north dakota, south dakota, wyoming... basically the whole of mid-west scotland ireland bulgaria and romania and sicily; but i’m sure thomas jefferson was looking for pretty geography rather than equations to stamp out marxism.
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american drwal, god almighty... it's so ******* nasal.... it's almost like listening to it due hubris: i'm prone to titilate ***** and gag and **** and dodgy doggy the **** out of shoving an umbrella where the homosexual wished it shined.                       glutton nasal... phlegm culprit...          it's almost likely, that people forgot to utilise the larynx...        but when jennifer lawrence says it: i'm giddie i.e. stirrup ready i r fidgety e e e e, e e e e, am,        cool... because that's the last word you'd use, right now, hawkish & priestly.... that nasal goo though... **** me! what an enlarged concept of a pond!          knee deep: kneeling limbo, a Yiddish Dante...                   hey presto! lucky-lookie! a ******* rainbow! secondant: a berserk's tourism escapade,                           minus York.... given the: jawohl... alter.   (in the extreme: salutation... in the least? ******* on the Irish...)   alter... ya-wol....                 had there been a Hegel for a ****** i guess the world would have graced enough  concerns for a lack of a Napoleon:                     it still means fuck-all to me, to be certain.         me in a quiet room? pleasantry or peasant talk? probably the latter...                                   drill... drum...                     Bulgaria vita spes mea!    ya-voll             kungen - king - sh-wed                                  szved - karga - barren -                        kryta: hidden -              ravéné minus gorgon: culprit: ravaged due cruise invoking crude, to, vector, noir also: too... x.
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Jan 7, 2017
Jan 7, 2017 at 11:31 PM UTC
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jawohl (dicta duck quack ulerior motiff hark)
american drwal, god almighty... it's so ******* nasal.... it's almost like listening to it due hubris: i'm prone to titilate ***** and gag and **** and dodgy doggy the **** out of shoving an umbrella where the homosexual wished it shined.                       glutton nasal... phlegm culprit...          it's almost likely, that people forgot to utilise the larynx...        but when jennifer lawrence says it: i'm giddie i.e. stirrup ready i r fidgety e e e e, e e e e, am,        cool... because that's the last word you'd use, right now, hawkish & priestly.... that nasal goo though... **** me! what an enlarged concept of a pond!          knee deep: kneeling limbo, a Yiddish Dante...                   hey presto! lucky-lookie! a ******* rainbow! secondant: a berserk's tourism escapade,                           minus York.... given the: jawohl... alter.   (in the extreme: salutation... in the least? ******* on the Irish...)   alter... ya-wol....                 had there been a Hegel for a ****** i guess the world would have graced enough  concerns for a lack of a Napoleon:                     it still means fuck-all to me, to be certain.         me in a quiet room? pleasantry or peasant talk? probably the latter...                                   drill... drum...                     Bulgaria vita spes mea!    ya-voll             kungen - king - sh-wed                                  szved - karga - barren -                        kryta: hidden -              ravéné minus gorgon: culprit: ravaged due cruise invoking crude, to, vector, noir also: too... x.
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Daylight messenger rests in sky alleys Shining like snowy pearls He glides with the scent of the valley Fairy mist wraps up the cores of roses Awaking their youth's aroma Morning carries a bliss of chroma With roots inside the earthly womb Their cosmic songs flow Feeding our senses with goodness Enigmatic spirits Has their beauty shown The valley offers her rich growth Petals majestic thrive crimsoned with a glee Their oils are a blessing to all Green forms breathe, apples, and grass sculpted within a scene In the Land of Roses Bulgaria, oh jewel in the wild Your wheat and your goods spring from deep like the waters
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Sep 14, 2023
Sep 14, 2023 at 9:39 PM UTC
Svetli
The Land of Roses
Daylight messenger rests in sky alleys Shining like snowy pearls He glides with the scent of the valley Fairy mist wraps up the cores of roses Awaking their youth's aroma Morning carries a bliss of chroma With roots inside the earthly womb Their cosmic songs flow Feeding our senses with goodness Enigmatic spirits Has their beauty shown The valley offers her rich growth Petals majestic thrive crimsoned with a glee Their oils are a blessing to all Green forms breathe, apples, and grass sculpted within a scene In the Land of Roses Bulgaria, oh jewel in the wild Your wheat and your goods spring from deep like the waters
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The first of March, The day where red and white entangle In the tradition of Bulgaria Into a token summoning good health, And luck, and non-material wealth To the body and the spirit of the wearer Be well, my friends, and fellow feathers, Around the world, from near and far, May fortune bring you well
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Mar 1, 2020
Mar 1, 2020 at 4:53 AM UTC
gabriel-burns
Baba Marta
The first of March, The day where red and white entangle In the tradition of Bulgaria Into a token summoning good health, And luck, and non-material wealth To the body and the spirit of the wearer Be well, my friends, and fellow feathers, Around the world, from near and far, May fortune bring you well
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Did the clues betray the fantasist from Uncle Bulgaria on the Cornwall move alas his mother dies yearly twice so far anyway as the wind cries liar but lets take a specialist narcissist too busy planning a wedding on that train from Vietnam to volunteer in Uganda or Gambia as voices speak in head been there done it Mr Revisionist he was at the barricade at the Bastille hoisting the tricolour he writes as ladies swoon he's done them all our Chamberlain is now Revolutionist fighting for a New World order on keyboard after he left the RAF do let tell worthless bullies the clues are in plain sight the contempt is resounding even Buddha knows that
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Apr 6, 2022
Apr 6, 2022 at 8:03 PM UTC
yenson
small man big coward.....
Did the clues betray the fantasist from Uncle Bulgaria on the Cornwall move alas his mother dies yearly twice so far anyway as the wind cries liar but lets take a specialist narcissist too busy planning a wedding on that train from Vietnam to volunteer in Uganda or Gambia as voices speak in head been there done it Mr Revisionist he was at the barricade at the Bastille hoisting the tricolour he writes as ladies swoon he's done them all our Chamberlain is now Revolutionist fighting for a New World order on keyboard after he left the RAF do let tell worthless bullies the clues are in plain sight the contempt is resounding even Buddha knows that
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WHEN THE CLOGS BLOSSOM (когато цъфнат налъмите). ( for the one and only Onelia ) Stepping into the forest was stepping into a fairy tale. The trees gathered ‘round and soon had him surrounded inspecting this little speck of humanity they the forest had curiously come across. I had, without knowing it said goodbye to the sky which it seemed had been turned off with a click and a snap of a twig. “How now human boy!” bellowed a bough bowing to my frightened little personhood. Now and then a scrap of sky appeared held prisoner as if it were the last bit of sky ever to be seen a museum piece. Here, now lost in Bulgaria I sat & listened to my self the blood within me circulating  circumspectly. The forest watching me as if deciding which part of me to eat . . .first.
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Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 7:17 PM UTC
donall-dempsey
WHEN THE CLOGS BLOSSOM
WHEN THE CLOGS BLOSSOM (когато цъфнат налъмите). ( for the one and only Onelia ) Stepping into the forest was stepping into a fairy tale. The trees gathered ‘round and soon had him surrounded inspecting this little speck of humanity they the forest had curiously come across. I had, without knowing it said goodbye to the sky which it seemed had been turned off with a click and a snap of a twig. “How now human boy!” bellowed a bough bowing to my frightened little personhood. Now and then a scrap of sky appeared held prisoner as if it were the last bit of sky ever to be seen a museum piece. Here, now lost in Bulgaria I sat & listened to my self the blood within me circulating  circumspectly. The forest watching me as if deciding which part of me to eat . . .first.
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Yesterday I met someone who understood, who felt, who had the experiences I do and knew he knew if only our conversation hadn't been cut short because for a moment there I actually felt like this cloud had become a little less grey and a little less heavy
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Jul 21, 2016
Jul 21, 2016 at 8:31 AM UTC
xmxrgxncy
Daniel From Bulgaria
Yesterday I met someone who understood, who felt, who had the experiences I do and knew he knew if only our conversation hadn't been cut short because for a moment there I actually felt like this cloud had become a little less grey and a little less heavy
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Looking back at my first week in Bulgaria... Do not compare Cyrillic to Russian or face hysteria! Don’t take it personal if folks seem grumpy or whiney, Their hearts are still huge, though their dogs are all tiny. A deep, proud history they gladly declare, While we Western Europeans seem to shout everywhere. I love the slow living, its pace and its grace, Yet curse when my beer is last place in the race. The first place I’ve been where no card tips apply, Only cash levs will put a spark in their eye. Five more weeks left to wander and play, To learn how the locals make a slow life feel okay.
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Aug 5, 2025
Aug 5, 2025 at 12:58 PM UTC
Kairos-poetry
Bulgaria in a week
Looking back at my first week in Bulgaria... Do not compare Cyrillic to Russian or face hysteria! Don’t take it personal if folks seem grumpy or whiney, Their hearts are still huge, though their dogs are all tiny. A deep, proud history they gladly declare, While we Western Europeans seem to shout everywhere. I love the slow living, its pace and its grace, Yet curse when my beer is last place in the race. The first place I’ve been where no card tips apply, Only cash levs will put a spark in their eye. Five more weeks left to wander and play, To learn how the locals make a slow life feel okay.
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are you embracing mountains within me, each swallowed three suns upon sunset a flock of longing birds up high, leaves a grain of spring to eyes seeing again, that white painting, our hands in tenderness, sketch out a swan and in the shadow of the beak, a broken off scream of solitude, lies hidden * * * *It is with great honor and excitement that I introduce to you, this gem of an author from Bulgaria, my native country… Without further ado, I present you * tearfly * and her wonderful work, translated to you with care reserved for my highest standards...
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Jan 31, 2018
Jan 31, 2018 at 5:46 PM UTC
gabriel-burns
unlocked to all the suns (by Tearfly; translation by Gabriel)
are you embracing mountains within me, each swallowed three suns upon sunset a flock of longing birds up high, leaves a grain of spring to eyes seeing again, that white painting, our hands in tenderness, sketch out a swan and in the shadow of the beak, a broken off scream of solitude, lies hidden * * * *It is with great honor and excitement that I introduce to you, this gem of an author from Bulgaria, my native country… Without further ado, I present you * tearfly * and her wonderful work, translated to you with care reserved for my highest standards...
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"Casablanca" is my all-time favorite movie. I usually only watch a movie once. If it is a great movie, twice. "Casablanca" I have watched probably 50, 60 times. Why is that, you ask? There are many reasons. Every scene is iconic. Bogart, who was expelled from Andover, the school from which I graduated, is not handsome, yet he emotes a singular masculine appeal. I wish there were a real Rike's Cafe Americain. I would go wherever it was, even though I neither drink alcohol nor gamble. Virtually every actor and actress plays her or his part in a scintillating way. The story line keeps me rapt, even though I have seen the movie so many times The Paris scenes are the most romantic I have ever seen. When Bogart helps the young married couple from Bulgaria get enough money to get to Lisbon, then to America, by cheating his own casino, my heart, too, is softened. And the dialogue at the end of the movie is trenchant, unforgettable. But, to be honest, the most compelling reason I have watched "Casablanca" so many times is that when Ingrid Bergman and her movie husband first enter Rick's, I instantly press "pause." Then I spend as long as I wish staring at Ingrid's face, the most beautiful woman's face I have ever seen, and I have had the good fortune to see many beautiful faces of women up close in my life, but none as radiant and mesmerizing as Ingrid's. Copyright 2020 Tod Howard Hawks
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Jan 12, 2020
Jan 12, 2020 at 1:25 AM UTC
tod-howard-hawks
CASABLANCA AND INGRID
"Casablanca" is my all-time favorite movie. I usually only watch a movie once. If it is a great movie, twice. "Casablanca" I have watched probably 50, 60 times. Why is that, you ask? There are many reasons. Every scene is iconic. Bogart, who was expelled from Andover, the school from which I graduated, is not handsome, yet he emotes a singular masculine appeal. I wish there were a real Rike's Cafe Americain. I would go wherever it was, even though I neither drink alcohol nor gamble. Virtually every actor and actress plays her or his part in a scintillating way. The story line keeps me rapt, even though I have seen the movie so many times The Paris scenes are the most romantic I have ever seen. When Bogart helps the young married couple from Bulgaria get enough money to get to Lisbon, then to America, by cheating his own casino, my heart, too, is softened. And the dialogue at the end of the movie is trenchant, unforgettable. But, to be honest, the most compelling reason I have watched "Casablanca" so many times is that when Ingrid Bergman and her movie husband first enter Rick's, I instantly press "pause." Then I spend as long as I wish staring at Ingrid's face, the most beautiful woman's face I have ever seen, and I have had the good fortune to see many beautiful faces of women up close in my life, but none as radiant and mesmerizing as Ingrid's. Copyright 2020 Tod Howard Hawks
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but face it, with me, you're at least standing on your own two feet... better an enemy you know, than a "friend" you don't... and that saying is as old as the world, beginning with the infamous brother cain; and nothing good ever came from enforcing love, in the guise of a movement toward a conglomerate... look how john lenon's love jingle went down... let alone jesus. you obviously never taken a **** or a **** in a construction site toilet... have you? there are two great teachers -   it's either the army,    or it's the construction site... most of the people on the internet would have a mental break-down after just one day on the construction site... do a summer on a construction and you'll leave it with a hard lizard skin...    oh believe me,    post-2004 it was racist graffiti against central europeans,   the usual go home...        etc., then romania & bulgaria joined the "gracious project", the "hate speech"... no, just blunt racism...         shifted to them... its actually fun to watch these entries in toilet cubicles...   second class racists... couldn't scribble openly on walls for pedestrains to see... had to scuttle like vermin and write it in toilet cubicles... but hey... since we're playing pass the parcle...       i was going to cite   a john agard poem: half-caste...    but i think i have one better... and oh looky looky, it also involes arabs...    so... what you're basically saying    is that: you're a half-baked ****** p.s. that question? it's not really regarding afro-saxons, its more or less regarding those oil-drenched olivers and olivettes.
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Jul 10, 2017
Jul 10, 2017 at 6:24 PM UTC
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"hate speech" / construction sites / afro-saxons
but face it, with me, you're at least standing on your own two feet... better an enemy you know, than a "friend" you don't... and that saying is as old as the world, beginning with the infamous brother cain; and nothing good ever came from enforcing love, in the guise of a movement toward a conglomerate... look how john lenon's love jingle went down... let alone jesus. you obviously never taken a **** or a **** in a construction site toilet... have you? there are two great teachers -   it's either the army,    or it's the construction site... most of the people on the internet would have a mental break-down after just one day on the construction site... do a summer on a construction and you'll leave it with a hard lizard skin...    oh believe me,    post-2004 it was racist graffiti against central europeans,   the usual go home...        etc., then romania & bulgaria joined the "gracious project", the "hate speech"... no, just blunt racism...         shifted to them... its actually fun to watch these entries in toilet cubicles...   second class racists... couldn't scribble openly on walls for pedestrains to see... had to scuttle like vermin and write it in toilet cubicles... but hey... since we're playing pass the parcle...       i was going to cite   a john agard poem: half-caste...    but i think i have one better... and oh looky looky, it also involes arabs...    so... what you're basically saying    is that: you're a half-baked ****** p.s. that question? it's not really regarding afro-saxons, its more or less regarding those oil-drenched olivers and olivettes.
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