Month: January 2017
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Today, when the world, the weather, and my soul are squeezed with pain and cold, I am reminded of my favorite Shakespeare sonnet. I would say it myself, but why? He wrote it so much better I could ever do. I would only add the word “blood” in every line of his, though: Tir’d with…
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Изнывая от жажды Я по снежной пустыне бреду “Но ведь снег – он вода”, любопытный тотчас удивится Что ты, путник ? Ведь снег – он холодный! Для меня такой тёплой и тонкой И не лучше-ль от жажды мне сдохнуть, чем на шаг отступить и напиться? P.S. Three years later I can safely laugh…
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Today is another day when I think that the decision I made a few months ago is the right one. Today, again, I am convinced it is. Why is it so hard to stick to it? Today. Of all days. On this cold one. With snow. Snow in my life again. Cold. Fever. Apathy. Like a…
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One of the presents I got for Chanukah was this amazing cookbook! Naturally, I needed to try things out right away. Naturally, as well, I had to modify them a little, can’t ever go with the recipe just as is. This is a light resemblance of a traditional Middle Eastern cake. It is such an…
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World: All the same – death, terror, blood, tears Same in my life – my heart bleeding My soul crying – for what? Not for the happiness, just for the hope of its running shade