https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6JnGBs88sL0&list=LL&index=5

nesibaigianti kelionė iš penktojo į šeštajį giedriuką

"The Fault In Our Stars Green Revisions 8/27/13 62.
90 CONTINUED: (3
HAZEL (CONT’D)

I’m a grenade. And at some point I’m
gonna blow up, and everything in my wake
will be obliterated and I really... I
just... I need to minimize the
casualties. Do you understand?
GUS
(beat)
A grenade.
Hazel nods, sadly.
HAZEL
That’s why I don’t have a hamster.
And now she’s on the verge of losing it again. Gus remains
silent. Exhales. All he can say is:
GUS
We have got to do something about this
frigging swing set.
Hazel is grateful for his understanding. And off her face,

CUT TO:
INT. HAZEL’S BEDROOM - DAY'"

keičiu sim kortelę

geriu ne tik pieną

nebesakau fe

nebeapsimetu kad viskas gerai kai japis pasako kad taip nėra

suprantu, kad jei esu trečia koja, tai ir būnu trečia koja ir nebandau to apversti aukštyn kojom, o pasinaudoti galimybe numirti anksčiau

nebemeluoju japiui. iš tikrųjų garbinu savo tėtušį. duodu ir trečią val. nakties arba ryto.

Be Kind

we are always asked
to understand the other person's
viewpoint
no matter how
outdated
foolish or
obnoxious.
one is asked
to view
their total error
their life-waste
with
kindliness,
especially if they are
aged.
but age is the total of
our doing.
they have aged
badly
because they have
lived
out of focus,
they have refused to
see.
not their fault?
whose fault?
mine?
I am asked to hide
my viewpoint
from them
for fear of their
fear.
age is no crime
but the shame
of a deliberately
wasted
life
among so many
deliberately
wasted
lives
is.

My Cats

I know. I know.
they are limited, have different
needs and
concerns.

but I watch and learn from them.
I like the little they know,
which is so
much.

they complain but never
worry,
they walk with a surprising dignity.
they sleep with a direct simplicity that
humans just can't
understand.

their eyes are more
beautiful than our eyes.
and they can sleep 20 hours
a day
without
hesitation or
remorse.

when I am feeling
low
all I have to do is
watch my cats
and my
courage
returns.

I study these
creatures.

they are my
teachers.

Charles Bukowski

pressed story about plants

"tėvai neleiskite vaikams žaisti statybų aikštelėje"