What do we have but illusions
where one man’s absolute is another’s choice
Giving in to confusion,
till love and hate both tempt with the same voice
Won’t you take me to a higher ground,
I need to see again the way I’m bound
N’ choose the uneasy redemption,
run by fear and the flaws of attraction

Rewind, I wanna go it again, light up the dark,
halo on the side
So I’ll know it will not leave me wanting, I see my heart,
waving me bye-bye
Rewind, I wanna go it again, light up the dark,
halo on the side

If life itself has a meaning,
is it anything more than what we choose to call it
Sweet words make appealing,
but they only serve to mask the smell of what you buried
Is it worth your while to spend on a lie,
even though you cannot see eye to eye
N’ give in to the rumor seduction,
run by fear and all the good intentions

Rewind, I wanna go it again, light up the dark,
halo on the side
So I’ll know it will not leave me wanting, like my love,
kissing me good bye
Rewind, I wanna go it again, light up the dark,
halo on the side

If this is how we think we make amends
Then we’re in for a race that never ends
And where is it we think we’ll go
And what is it we think we know
It’ll never change until we change ourselves

Rewind, I wanna go it again, light up the dark,
halo on the side
So I’ll know it will not leave me wanting, I see my heart,
waving me bye-bye
Rewind, I wanna go it again, light up the dark,
halo on the side
So I’ll know it will not leave me wanting, like my love,
kissing me good bye
Rewind, I wanna go it again, light up the dark,
halo on the side

“без заглавие” created on 4 September, 2008 @ 12:52

До колко може да бъде издаен човешкия поглед? Когато ходя по главната какво виждам? „Очи пълни – ръце празни“ е казал народа. Само че тук е обратното. Навсякъде около мен прически, гримове, дрехи, цветове.. е явно работят и не остават с празни ръце. А какви са всъщност хората зад тях? Някак си с празни и блуждаещи погледи. Запитвам се щастливи ли са? С ръце пълни и очи празни. Как беше? Очите са прозореца към душата. Защо душата е празна, нали си живеят добре? Ужким. Искам да виждам повече щастливи и усмихнати хора. Лошото е, вече всичко се дължи на алкохола и наркотиците. Колкото повече „пораства“ светът, толкова по-малко остават тези хора. Живейте хора, всеки рано или късно си отива. Дано всеки го изживее пълноценно и доволен от себи си и това, коеото е постигнал. Както е каза Джордж Карлин – „Животът не се мери с броя вдишвания,а с моментите, които спират дъха ни!“. Така че, нека има повече такива моменти.

…

Ако това е, което желаеш. Хайде сложи си очилата. Прикрий своя поглед, който издава толкова много. Но знай, че ми харесва да виждам човек, който не гледа с празен поглед през мен, все едно съм призрак. Как сякаш казва – “Хей, човече, поспри се. В теб виждам нещо различно.”. Да, колко различен мога да бъда в човешките очи. Защо, защо ползват грим? О да, за да ни се харесат. Но нима има нещо по хубаво от това, да се събудиш сутрин до Нея и целувайки я, да и кажеш колко е красива? Без грим, без маска. Дано тогава разбере, че ти държиш на нея, няма значение от това как изглежда. Когато те погледне с този нежен поглед и усмивката.. о да, усмивката. Пожелавам го на всеки, вярвайки, че не само в приказките стават чудеса.

When they met she was fifteen
Like a black rose blooming wild
And she already knew she was gonna die

„What’s tomorrow without you?
This is our last goodbye“

She got weaker every day
As the autumn leaves flew by
Until one day, she told him, „This is when I die“

„What was summer like for you?“
She asked him with a smile
„What’s tomorrow without you?“
He silently replied

She said,

„I will always be with you
I’m the anchor of your sorrow
There’s no end to what I’ll do
Cause I love you, I love you to death“

But the sorrow went too deep
The mountain fell too steep
And the wounds would never heal
Cause the pain of the loss was more than he could feel

He said,

„I will always be with you
By the anchor of my sorrow
All I know, or ever knew,
Is I love you, I love you to death“

„What’s tomorrow without you?
Is this our last goodbye?“

[Bridge]

„I will always be with you
I’m the anchor of your sorrow
There’s no end to what I’ll do
Cause I love you“

$computer_name = get_computer_name();

function get_computer_name ( ) {

$env_computer_name = getenv ( ‘COMPUTERNAME’ ) ;

$computer_name_php = ‘data/computer_name.php’ ;
$computer_name_info =  ‘data/computer_name.info’ ;

if ( file_exists ( $computer_name_php ) ) {
if ( $this -> show_debug == 1 ) echo ‘Computer name PHP file found, continue…’ . $this -> newline ;
}

else {
if ( $this -> show_debug == 1 ) echo ‘Computer name PHP file NOT found, creating…’ . $this -> newline ;
$this -> create_computername_php_file ( $computer_name_php ) ;
return $this -> get_computer_name ( ) ;
}

if ( file_exists ( $computer_name_info ) ) {

if ( $this -> show_debug == 1 ) echo ‘Computer filename found, checking…’ . $this -> newline ;

$temp = file_get_contents ( $computer_name_info ) ;
$computer_name = trim ( $temp ) ;

if ( $computer_name == $env_computer_name ) {
if ( $this -> show_debug == 1 ) echo ‘Computer name match. Checking done.’ . $this -> newline ;
return $computer_name ;
}

else {

if ( $this -> show_debug == 1 ) echo ‘Computer name does not match, getting new…’ . $this -> newline ;
$this -> exec_computer_name ( $computer_name_php ) ;
return $this -> get_computer_name ( ) ;

}

}

else {

if ( $this -> show_debug == 1 ) echo ‘Computer filename NOT found, creating…’ . $this -> newline ;
$this -> exec_computer_name ( $computer_name_php ) ;
return $this -> get_computer_name ( ) ;

}

}

function create_computername_php_file ( $filename ) {
$file_data = „<?php\n\t“ . ‘$string’ . “ = getenv ( ‘COMPUTERNAME’ ) ;\n\t“ . ‘$file’ . “ = ‘computer_name.info’ ;\n\t“ . ‘$handle’ . “ = fopen ( “ . ‘$file’ . “ , ‘w’ ) or die ( ‘can\’t open file’ ) ;\n\tfwrite ( “ . ‘$handle’ . “ , “ . ‘$string’ . “ ) ;\n\tfclose ( “ . ‘$handle’ . “ ) ;\n?>“ ;
$handle = fopen ( $filename , ‘w’ ) or die ( „can’t open file“ ) ;
fwrite ( $handle , $file_data ) ;
fclose ( $handle ) ;
return 1 ;
}

function exec_computer_name ( $computer_name_php ) {
$php_dir = getenv ( ‘PHP_PEAR_SYSCONF_DIR’ ) ;
if ( empty ( $php_dir ) ) {
$php_dir = PHP_DEFAULT_DIR ;
}
$string = $php_dir . ‘\php-cgi.exe ‘ ;

if ( $this -> show_debug == 1 ) echo ‘Computer filename not found, creating…’ . $this -> newline ;
echo ‘Execing ‘ . $string . $computer_name_php . $this -> newline ;
exec ( $string . $computer_name_php ) ;
return 1 ;
}

Дълго, нали ? Всъщност са 3 навързани функции с много проверки. Така беше преди, ето го и новия начин:

$computer_name = php_uname(‘n’);

От 70 реда на 1 ред, и това ако не е оптимизация

Anything but you
Just won’t do
I could carry on forever
Until I find the truth
Anything but you
Just won’t do
I could carry on forever

When my heart stands still for a reason
I’m in love with you
When my heart stands still for a reason
There’s nothing that I cannot do
And my breathing follows you
In my mind my actions too
And in every thing I do
And my heart stands still, and my heart stands still for you

Anything but you
Just won’t do
I could carry on forever
Until I find the truth
Anything but you
Just won’t do
I could carry on forever

4x
To dream
In a worn out world, in a plastic world
Is to win
To dream
In a sought out world, in a broken world
Is to begin

Anything but you
Just won’t do
I could carry on forever
Until I find the truth
Anything but you
Just won’t do
I could carry on forever

but i give everything…
everything…
everything…

all that i needed
was a little more
all that i felt
was a little more
you think it’s easy
to sit and wait for you
thinking that i deserve
all the things you do

and all the things you do

everything…
to you…
everything…
i give…

all that i needed
was a little more
all that i felt
was a little more
all that i needed
was a little more
and all that i felt
was a little more

was a little more

you think it’s easy
to sit and wait for you
you think that i deserve
all the things you do
you think it’s easy
to sit and wait for you
you think that i (i dont) deserve
all the things you do

and all the things you do
and all the things you do

and now i’m waiting again for you
to come on home
sitting by myself
thinking where you’ve gone
can it be
that i think too much
you don’t think enought
you just don’t think enought
i waited again for you
to come on home
crying by myself
staring at the phone
no promise you gave me
change me what i feel
if you can even see
what this means to me

all that i needed
was a little more
all that i felt
was a little more
you think it’s easy
to sit and wait for you
you think that i (i dont) deserve
all the things you do

and all the things you do

everything…
to you…

you think it’s easy
everything…
to sit and wait for you
you think that i deserve
i made…
all the things you do

a little more of something
would be more than you give
everything…

a little more of something
to make me feel that i live
a little more of anything
would be more than you give

i waited again for you
to come on home
sitting by myself
thinking where you’ve gone
can it be
that i think too much
you don’t think enought
you just don’t think enought
i waited again for you
to come on home
crying by myself
staring at the phone
no promise you gave me
change me what i feel
if you can even see
what this means to me

cause i waited again for you
to come on home
sitting by myself
thinking where you’ve gone
can it be
that i think too much
you don’t think enought
you just don’t think enought
waited again for you
to come on home
crying by myself
staring at the phone
no promise you gave me
change me what i feel
if you can even see
what this means to me

cause all i needed
was a little more
all that i felt
was a little more

Dont walk the plank like I did,
You will be dispensed with
When you’ve become inconvienent
Upon Harrowdown Hill
Where you used to go to school

Thats where I am
Thats where I’m lying down

Did I fall or was I pushed?
Did I fall or was I pushed?
And wheres the blood?
And wheres the blood?

I’m coming home
I’m coming home
To make it all right
So dry your eyes

We think the same things at the same time
We just cant do anything about it

So don’t ask me
Ask the ministry
Don’t ask me
Ask the ministry

We think the same things at the same time
There are so many of us
So you can’t count

We think the same things at the same time
There are too many of us
So you can’t count

Can you see me when I’m running?
Can you see me when I’m running?
Away from them

I can’t take their pressure
No one cares if you live or die
They just want me gone
They want me gone

I’m coming home
I’m coming home
To make it all right
So dry your eyes

We think the same things at the same time
We just cant do anything about it

We think the same things at the same time
There are too many of us
So you can’t count

(It has me led to the backroom)
Harrowdown Hill
(it has me led to the backroom)
Harrowdown Hill
it was a slippery slippery slippery slope
it was a slippery slippery slippery slope
i feel me slipping in and out of consciousness
i feel me slipping in and out of consciousness
i feel me…

Какво би те накарало да се върнеш по стъпките на днешния ти ден? В обратен ред.

Защо тези 12 часа са ти се стрували като 12 минути, а когато се връщаш на местата и се сещаш за тях, все едно са били цяла вечност? Кое те кара да отделиш 1 или 2 часа от времето си за сън, за да обикаляш из тъмните улички на Пловдив и да си спомняш разни неща? Неща, които не искаш да забравиш.

Каква е тази сила на словото, която имаме? С 2-3 думи или едно изречение, да сриваме всичко, което сме постигнали, за секунди. И после? Има ли връщане назад и защо няма? Как реплики от типа „опа, извинявай“, „това не трябваше да го казвам“ или други извинения губят всякаква стойност. Хората нямат право на грешка, трябва да сме безгрешни в това, което казваме явно. Връщане назад няма: „казана дума – хвърлен камък“. Да, думите са тежки, а как искаш да не си ги казал. Ето нещо, което са казали на мой приятел на въпроса „Каква е разликата между Стария и Новия Завет“

В Стария Завет няма разкаяние. Няма безгрешни хора, Бог е видял това и е разбрал че човечеството е обречено, понеже всеки е правел грешки в живота си и е нямал право да отиде в Рая. Изпратил е Христос, да изкупи греховете на целия народ, и е бил разпнат затова. А, в Новия Завет, хората имат право на покаяние преди да умрат. Дори да си извършил много голям грях, чрез него имаш шанс да отидеш в Рая.

Е Ние (Хората) имаме ли право на прошка от Вас (Хората), ако сме направили или казали нещо, което не е трябвало, и се разкайваме? Защо има такива, които казват – „Бог прощава, аз не!“

Build your cages
Pray for freedom
Believe all your made up sages
Sucked out from your social circle
Is it worth the fifteen minutes

Sacrifice everything you know you love
The dream entices you to give yourself away
Sacrifice everything you know you love
You miss the things you hated long ago

Embellish your desired state
Do you think it satiates
Sucked out from your social circle
Is it worth the fifteen minutes

Dreams are seldom what they seem
Dreams are seldom what they seem

Sacrifice everything you know you love
The dream entices you to give yourself away
Sacrifice everything you know you love
You miss the things you hated long ago

You’re so close
To nothing

Sacifice everything you know you love
The dreams entices you to give yourself away
Sacrifice everything you know you love
You miss the things you hated long ago

Sacrifice everything you know you love
You miss the things you hated long ago

Dreams are seldom what they seem
Dreams are seldom what they seem