Beautiful Disaster

There's people that just pass by, and others that stay. There's people for a year, for a summer, for the night. How to know? Kundera said that the beauty of life is that we do not have a draft of life to compare and do things differently.

So tonight I fall for the stars in his eyes. I am so impatient I wish I knew if he's beyond being a perfect piece of DNA and goes one layer deeper. I wish he does. He makes me feel at ease, he's so smart, so sweet, such an untold story.

But he's so beautiful
Such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful?
Or just a beautiful disaster...

The deal about Muse

It is not that I became 'snob' on music or that I only like indie/alternative/rock/classic. I enjoy music in all kinds. Last week I saw 'This is It' and the way music got to each cell of the body of MJ is the way I idealize how this should be lived.

Let's take Muse against Red Hot Chili Peppers. Both are fantastic, both rock my world, but they are so different... sophistication versus very classic stuff.

Nothing more to brag about. American taste is in my opinion way less sophisticated than European. In everything. I hope one day the good guys win.