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Obsesii III.Storm(X-Men)





Storm (Ororo Iqadi T'Challa, née Munroe) is a fictional character that appears in a number of comic books published by Marvel Comics. The character first appeared in Giant-Size X-Men (May 1975),and was created by writer Len Wein and artist Dave Cockrum. Best known as a longtime member and sometimes leader of the X-Men, Storm is the reigning queen consort of Wakanda, a title held by marriage to King T'Challa, better known as the Black Panther.
Storm is one of the most frequently used X-Men, having appeared in most of the comic books, all of animated television series, nearly all of the video games, and the live-action X-Men film series. Storm is portrayed by Halle Berry in the first three films.
Storm first appeared in 1975 in the famous Giant Size X-Men comic, written by Len Wein and pencilled by Dave Cockrum. In this comic, Wein uses a battle against the living island Krakoa to replace the first-generation X-Men of the 1960s with new X-Men. Storm was an amalgamation of several characters Cockrum intended to use for the Legion of Super-Heroes. In a 1999 interview, Cockrum said that the original black female of the Legion would have been called The Black Cat. According to him, she had Storm's costume but without the cape, and a cat-like haircut with tufts for ears. However, other female cat characters like Tigra had appeared, so Cockrum redesigned his new character, giving her white hair and the cape, and created Storm. When colleagues remarked that Storm’s white hair made her look like a grandmother, and thus, presumably unpopular, he just said: “Trust me.”
Chris Claremont, who followed up Wein as the writer of the flagship title Uncanny X-Men in 1975, embraced Storm and started writing many notable X-Men stories, among them God Loves, Man Kills and Dark Phoenix Saga, which respectively served as the basis for the films X2: X-Men United and X-Men: The Last Stand. In both arcs, Storm is written as a major supporting character. This was a harbinger of things to come, as Claremont stayed the main writer of that comic book for the next 16 years and consequently wrote most of the publications containing Storm.
In Uncanny X-Men (December 1976), Claremont established Storm's backstory. Ororo's mother, N'Dare, is the princess of a tribe in Kenya and the descendant of a long line of African witch-priestesses with white hair, blue eyes, and a natural gift for sorcery. N'Dare falls in love with and marries American photojournalist David Munroe. They move to Harlem in uptown New York City, where she becomes pregnant with Ororo and bears her, and then to Egypt during the Suez Crisis, where they are killed in a botched aircraft attack and leave six-year-old Ororo as an orphan. There, her violent claustrophobia is also established as a result of being buried under tons of rubble after that attack. She then becomes a skilled thief in Cairo under the benign Achmed el-Gibar and wanders into the Serengeti as a young woman. There, she is worshipped as a goddess before being recruited by Professor X for the X-Men.
Claremont further fleshed out Storm’s backstory in Uncanny X-Men (January 1979). He retroactively added that Professor X, who recruits her in Giant Size X-Men of 1975, had already met her as a child in Cairo. As Ororo grows up on the streets and becomes a proficient thief under the tutelage of master thief Achmed el-Gibar, one of her most notable victims was Charles Francis Xavier, later Professor X. He is able to use his mental powers to temporarily prevent her escape and recognizes the potential in her. However, when Xavier is attacked mentally by Amahl Farouk, the Shadow King, the two men are preoccupied enough with their battle to allow the girl to escape. Both Xavier and the Shadow King recognize Storm as the young girl later
Punk revival (1980s)
In the following issues, Claremont portrayed Storm as a serene, independent character. Although Storm was initially written having trouble adjusting to Western culture, e.g. calling the obligation to cover herself up in a public bath "absurd," she earns a lot of respect: in Uncanny X-Men (November 1980), Claremont established her as the leader of the X-Men after Cyclops took a leave of absence, a position she holds in various incarnations. Claremont also made Storm especially harbor motherly feelings for the youngest X-Man, 13-year old Kitty Pryde. In Marvel Team-Up (December 1980), Claremont wrote a short story in which he retroactively established that Storm, then 12 years old, saves a young Black Panther from racist thugs when they both are in Kenya. This story would later become a base for later writers to establish a deeper relationship between both characters.
In X-Men Annual the X-Men travel with the Fantastic Four to help Arkon the Imperion defeat lizard-like Badoon invaders who had taken over his kingdom. Storm and Arkon share a kiss at the end of the issue, as she turns down his offer to make her his queen.
In the early eighties, adventures of Storm written by Claremont included a space opera arc, in which the X-Men fight parasitic beings called the Brood. Storm is infected with a Brood egg and contemplates suicide, but then experiences a last-minute save by the benign whale-like Acanti aliens.In the following arc, Claremont further established Storm's character strength. He wrote a story in which Storm's fellow X-Man Angel is abducted by a rogue mutant group called the Morlocks. The X-Men are hopelessly outnumbered, and Storm is rendered sick by the Morlock called Plague. Only one solution is left; an X-Man must defeat the Morlock's leader Callisto in a duel to the death. At first, Storm's colleague, Nightcrawler, wants to battle her, but Storm states that since she leads the X-Men, she must fight Callisto. Despite being violently sick, she defeats Callisto by impaling her through the heart and nearly kills her
In Uncanny X-Men , October 1983, a notable move was made by changing Storm's costume and appearance. Writer Claremont and artist Paul Smith created a new look, abandoning her old costume for black leather top and pants, and changing her former veil of white hair into a punk Mohawk.In a 2008 interview, Smith regretted the change as "a bad joke gone too far ... I knew that they were going to cut the hair, so as a joke I put a Mr. T mohawk on her ... [editor] Louise Simonson said 'We're gonna get hung[sic] no matter what we do, so let's commit the crime!' So we went with the Mohawk ... But once you get into the whole leather and stud thing it was a bad joke that got way out of hand."
In the actual story, Storm's outlook on life darkens after her struggles with the Brood. These changes alienate her from Kitty for a time. Storm is influenced in this by Yukio, a friend of Wolverine who becomes her lover. Claremont wrote an arc in which fellow mutant Forge develops a mutant power neutralizing gun. The intended target is another X-Man, Rogue, who because of her criminal history and a recent encounter with some S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, is believed to be a terrorist. When the shady U.S. government operative Henry Peter Gyrich aims at Rogue, he accidentally hits Storm, taking away her powers. Forge saves Storm from death and takes her back to his home in Dallas, Texas to recover. With his help, she adjusts to life without her powers, and they slowly fall in love. Later, Storm overhears a phone conversation between Forge and Gyrich, and discovers Forge built the weapon that took her powers. She is heartbroken and leaves him.
However, Claremont continued to write her as a strong character, letting a depowered Storm win against Cyclops for the leadership of the X-Men in Uncanny X-Men (1986).[17] In the late eighties, Claremont wrote arcs in which Storm, again portrayed with a costume and hairstyle closer to her original, temporarily joins the insidious Hellfire Club (1987), is trapped in another dimension with Forge and regains her elemental powers, and is captured by the evil cyborg Nanny. Although believed slain in that encounter, she resurfaced, having become amnesiac as a result of being physically regressed to childhood by Nanny. She is hunted by the evil telepath Shadow King and framed for murder, and finally returns to thieving before regaining her memories.In the following arc, The X-Tinction Agenda, she is kidnapped to the mutant-exploiting fictional nation of Genosha and is temporarily transformed into a brainwashed mutate, but is in the end restored physically and mentally to her adult prime.
Growth as a character (1990s)
In October 1991, the X-Men franchise was re-launched, centering on the new eponymous X-Men (vol. 2) comic. Claremont wrote Storm as the leader as the X-Men's Gold Team; the other team, Blue, is led by her colleague Cyclops, the X-Man she once succeeded as leader. When Claremont left the X-Men comic after 16 years since his debut in Uncanny X-Men (1975), he was replaced by Jim Lee, who continued portraying her as a strong leader. In the sister title Uncanny X-Men, now under Scott Lobdell, Lobdell continued on the romance between Storm and Forge eventually having Forge propose to Storm in 1992. Storm hesitates and is about to say yes when Forge misinterprets her reaction and rescinds his offer before Storm can speak.Lobdell waited until November 1993 before he let a deeply hurt Storm and Forge make up with each other.In 1995, Lobdell continued with an arc which pitted the X-Men against the Morlocks again. As Claremont did with Callisto in 1983, Lobdell let Storm end the battle by mortally wounding her opponent at the heart. This time, Storm rips out one heart of the two-hearted Morlock girl Marrow, who had fixed a bomb to it.In February 1996, Storm got her first miniseries, the eponymous Storm. In these four issues, Warren Ellis wrote a story in which Storm is sucked into an alternate dimension and pitted against villain Mikhail Rasputin.
Contemporary Storm (2000s)
In X-Treme X-Men, conceived by a newly-reinstated Chris Claremont in July 2001, Storm was written as the leader of this team of more streetwise X-Men, including the former thief Gambit, former Brotherhood member Rogue, Sage, anti-hero Bishop, Psylocke, and the more tame third hero known as Thunderbird. This was in contrast to its more strait-laced sister titles, Uncanny X-Men and New X-Men. In the period until its end in issue (June 2004), Claremont continued to write Storm as the central character. During this time, Storm enjoys a brief flirtation with younger fellow X-Man Slipstream and is kidnapped by the intergalactic warlord Khan. Khan wants to make her his queen, but Storm defeats him. In the series, she also becomes leader of the fictional X-Treme Sanctions Executive, a special police task force of mutants policing mutants given worldwide authority.
In the aftermath of the 2005 House of M storyline (written by Brian Michael Bendis), 90% of the mutants lost their powers. Storm is among the 198 mutants who retain their powers.Also in that year, the miniseries Ororo: Before the Storm of Mark Sumerak retold her backstory in greater detail, concentrating on her relationship with surrogate father figure Achmed el-Gibar during her childhood.
In the following year, Marvel Comics announced that Ororo would marry fellow African super hero Black Panther. Collaborating writer Eric Jerome Dickey explained that it was a move to explicitly target the female and African American audience.Storm's history with Black Panther, including the initial meeting of the characters, was retconned by Marvel during the lead up to their marriage. Initially, in Marvel Team-Up (1980), Storm is seen at age twelve rescuing Black Panther from a white racist called Andreas de Ruyter,[10] but in Dickey's miniseries, T'Challa saves Ororo (who is still twelve) from de Ruyter and his brother. A Black Panther #24 (2006) flashback is ambiguous when it comes to the physical aspect of their first meeting, while the miniseries depicts Ororo losing her virginity to T'Challa a few days after they meet.[33] Collaborating writer Axel Alonso, editor of Black Panther, has stated: "Eric's story, for all intents and purposes (...) is Ororo's origin story."The relationship led to the marriage of the two most prominent black African Marvel Comics heroes in Black Panther by writer Reginald Hudlin, July 2006, as a tie-in to the Civil War storyline.Marvel Comics editor-in-chief Joe Quesada was highly supportive of this marriage, stating it was the Marvel Comics equivalent of the marriage of "Lady Diana and Prince Charles," and he expected both characters to emerge strengthened.Shawn Dudley, the Emmy-Award Winning Costume Designer for TV's Guiding Light designed Storm's wedding dress, which was revealed in April 17 issue of TV Guide, though the design was greatly altered for the comic event.Quesada's prediction has begun to be born out in a Black Panther story arc that followed Storm and T'Challa's wedding where the newly married couple go on a World Tour, meeting with other known royalties such as Doctor Doom, Namor, and Black Bolt of the Inhumans. With Mister Fantastic and the Invisible Woman taking time off to work on their marriage in the aftermath of the Civil War, Storm and Black Panther become temporary members of the Fantastic Four alongside the Human Torch and the Thing in 2007.Storm later returned to the Uncanny X-Men.
Storm later joins the reformed Astonishing X-Men. She states that her official reason for joining the team is that Wakanda is a supporter of Mutantes Sans Frontieres and she believes she should be on the front line, however she is also somewhat bored of her life as queen. The reemergence of the Shadow King later forces Storm to choose between her role as queen and her role as an X-Man. Confronting the Panther God Bast, Storm asserts that she is not limited to being one or the other or anything else and that she is unafraid to do whatever is necessary to fulfill those responsibilities. Regaining Bast's favor, the two defeat the Shadow King and Storm decides that she will remain Queen of Wakanda and remain with the X-Men, refusing to choose between them.

Ever since her inception in 1975, Storm's biography has largely stayed the same. The framework was laid first by Chris Claremont, who fleshed out her backstory in Uncanny X-Men #102 (1976)[and Uncanny X-Men (1979).Some reinterpretations were made in 2005 and 2006, where writers Mark Sumerak and Eric Jerome Dickey, respectively, rewrote part of her early history in the miniseries Ororo: Before the Storm[31] and Storm (vol. 2).
According to established Marvel canon, Ororo Munroe is born in New York City as the child of Kenyan tribal princess N’Dare and American photographer David Munroe. When Ororo is six months old, she and her parents move to the Egyptian capital of Cairo. Five years later, during the Suez Crisis, a fighter jet crashes into her parents’ house, killing them. Buried under tons of rubble, Ororo survives but is orphaned and left with intense claustrophobia. Her fear was once so intense that she was known to revert to a fetal position and approach a catatonic state. (In recent years, Storm has more or less conquered her claustrophobia,and can freely move in tight spaces, even over long periods of time.) After the death of her parents, Ororo wanders Cairo's back-alleys for some time, until she is picked up by the benign street lord Achmed el-Gibar and becomes a prolific thief;among her victims is her future mentor Professor X who is there to meet the Shadow King.Following an inner urge, she wanders into the Serengeti as a teenager and meets T’Challa, who would become her future husband. Despite strong mutual feelings, the two part ways.
In the Serengeti, Ororo first displays her mutant ability to control the weather. For a time, she is worshipped as a rain goddess to an African tribe, practicing nudism and tribal spirituality, before being recruited by Professor X into the X-Men. Ororo receives the code name “Storm” and is established as a strong, serene character.In her early career with the X-Men, she suffers a major claustrophobic attack, which prompts a revelation of her origin to her teammates.When Magneto captures the team, Storm frees the X-Men from captivity.Storm is later captured by the White Queen, leading up to the X-Men's clash with Dark Phoenix.She becomes deputy leader of the X-Men,and supplants her colleague Cyclops as leader of the X-Men,a role she fills out during most of her time as a superhero. She briefly became "Rogue Storm",and even switched bodies with the White Queen.She is attacked by Dracula,and defeats Callisto, becoming the new leader of the Morlocks.Following her leadership of the Morlocks through combat with Callisto Storm begins to develop a darker side. Eventually, the X-Men are invited to Japan for Wolverine's wedding to Mariko Yashida. It is here she meets Wolverine's old friend Yukio and the two become fast friends. Storm is inspired by Yukio who encourages Storm to embrace her emerging darker side. This leads Storm to drastically change her outward appearance to match her inner self and thus dons her iconic punk drab.[volume & issue needed]
Storm is eventually deprived of her superhuman powers by a gun fired by Henry Peter Gyrich; unknown to her, this device was designed by the mutant inventor Forge. The depowered Ororo then first meets and falls in love with Forge, although he does not initially tell her that he is responsible for her power loss.She helps Forge battle Dire Wraiths,[54] before leaving him to rejoin the X-Men. She aids the New Mutants against the Shadow King Amahl Farouk.She next journeys to Asgard with the X-Men, where she is briefly enslaved by Loki.She is nearly killed in a confrontation with Andreas von Strucker.She defeats Cyclops in a competition to become the X-Men's leader.[58] Not long after that, she is reunited with Forge, regains her superhuman powers,and dies with the X-Men in giving her life force to defeat the Adversary; she is resurrected by Roma.She is reverted to childhood by the mutant Nanny,meets Gambit,and is finally returned to adulthood - however, she is enslaved by the Genoshans, but regains her free will and escapes captivity.Concerning her personal life, she is for a long time romantically involved with fellow X-Man Forge, and even considers marrying him before breaking up.
After 90% of the mutants of the world lose their powers, Storm leaves the X-Men to go to Africa; rekindles her relationship with T’Challa, now a superhero known as Black Panther; marries him; and becomes the queen of the kingdom of Wakanda and joins the new Fantastic Four alongside her husband when Reed and Sue take a vacation.[volume & issue needed] On a recent mission in space, the Watcher told Black Panther and Storm that their children would have a special destiny.Upon Reed and Sue's return to the Fantastic Four, Storm and the Black Panther leave, with Storm returning to the Uncanny X-Men to help out with events in Messiah Complex.[volume & issue needed] After joining with the X-Men again, Storm is confronted by Cyclops over her position as an X-Man and a Queen. Cyclops reminds her that she made him choose between family and duty before, and she needs to make the same decision. Storm reacts by returning to Wakanda to face a despondent Black Panther, with the two seemingly falling out with each other, although it is later revealed that the Black Panther has been possessed by the Shadow King. After incapacitating the possessed T'Challa, Storm battled Cyclops, who had been mentally enthralled by the Shadow King to kill the other X-Men. After being forced to drive him out by striking Cyclops through the chest with a massive lightning bolt, the Shadow King then took control of Storm, only to be devoured in vengeance by Bast, the Panther God, who had agreed to hide inside of Storm's mind in order to take revenge on the Shadow King for possessing T'Challa.


Powers and abilities

Weather control
Storm is an extremely powerful mutant and has demonstrated a plethora of abilities, most of which are facets of her power to control the weather.Storm possesses the psionic ability to control all forms of weather over vast areas. She has been able to control both Earthly and extraterrestrial ecosystems on several occasions. She can control the temperature of the environment, control all forms of precipitation, humidity and moisture (at a molecular level), generate lightning and other electromagnetic atmospheric phenomena, and has demonstrated excellent control over atmospheric pressure. She can incite all forms of meteorological tempests, such as tornadoes, thunderstorms, blizzards, and hurricanes, as well as mist. She can dissipate such weather to form clear skies as well.
Her precise control over the atmosphere allows her to create special weather effects. She can create precipitation at higher or lower altitudes than normal, make whirlwinds travel pointing lengthwise in any direction, channel ambient electromagnetism through her body to generate electric blasts, flash freeze objects and people, coalesce atmospheric pollutants into acid rain or toxic fog, and summon wind currents strong enough to support her weight to elevate herself to fly at high altitudes and speeds. Her control is so great that she can even manipulate the air in a person's lungs. She can also control the pressure inside the human inner ear, an ability she uses to cause intense pain. She can also bend light using moisture in the air and her manipulation of mist and fog to become partially transparent, and in later comics, almost completely invisible.
Storm has also demonstrated the ability to control natural forces that include cosmic storms, solar wind, ocean currents, and the electromagnetic field. She has demonstrated the ability to separate water molecules into oxygen and hydrogen via electrolysis, allowing her to breathe underwater. While in outer space, she is able to affect and manipulate the interstellar and intergalactic mediums. Storm can alter her visual perceptions so as to see the universe in terms of energy patterns, detecting the flow of kinetic, thermal and electromagnetic energy behind weather phenomena and bending this energy to her will.
Storm has shown to be sensitive to the dynamics of the natural world, and her psionic powers over weather are affected by her emotions. One consequence of this connection to nature is that she often suppresses extreme feelings to prevent her emotional state from resulting in violent weather. She has sensed a diseased and dying tree on the X-Mansion grounds, detected objects within various atmospheric mediums—including water, and sensed the incorrect motion of a hurricane in the Northern Hemisphere and the gravitational stress on the tides by the Moon and Sun as well as the distortion of a planet's magnetosphere. Storm's mutant abilities are limited by her willpower and the strength of her body. Sentinels identify Storm as a possible Omega-level mutant.

Magical potential
Storm's ancestry supports the use of magic and witchcraft.Many of her ancestors were sorceresses and priestesses. Storm's matrilineal powers have even been linked to the real-world Rain Queens of Balobedu, the region from which her Sorceress Supreme ancestor, Ayesha, hails. The Mystic Arcana series deals with Storm's ancestor Ashake, who worships the Egyptian goddess Ma'at, also known as Oshtur—the mother of Agamotto. A timeline-divergent Storm became the sorceress who taught sorcery to Magik and some of Storm's alternate universe selves possess considerable magical talent.Although Storm has not developed her magical potential, it has been hinted at.The Mystic Arcana series lists the characters with magic potential according to the Marvel Tarot deck. The Tarot asserts Storm as being "High Priestess," the First Tarot's choice one-third of the time. The other draws were the Scarlet Witch and Agatha Harkness. These three characters split the High Priestess card equally. On a separate note, it has been stated that Storm's spirit is so strong that she was able to host the consciousness of an avatar (or "manifestation body") of Eternity, a feat which very few Marvel characters can accomplish without dying

Combat and thievery
Storm is an expert thief, and a skilled, cunning and gifted hand-to-hand fighter, trained by Achmed el-Gibar, Professor X, and Wolverine. By using superior strategy, Storm has overcome physically stronger foes like Callisto and the Crimson Commando in hand-to-hand combat. Storm is an excellent marksman with handguns, and is proficient in the use of knives. Storm is also fluent in Russian, Arabic and Swahili. As part of her paraphernalia, Storm carries a set of lock-picks (with which she has an extraordinary ability at picking locks, in an early appearance she was able to pick a lock with her teeth while physically and mentally reduced to the level of an infant) and her ancestral ruby, which allows inter-dimensional transportation with the help of her lightning.

Physical abilities and traits
Storm's physiology grants her a total immunity to extreme weather conditions and temperatures of heat and cold.Her body compensates for rapid decreases or increases in atmospheric pressure.She can see in near-complete darkness and has superb dexterity.Storm has been described as having one of the strongest wills among the X-Men, making her highly resistant to psychic attacks especially in tandem with electrical fields she creates around herself. Telepaths have found it difficult to track her down and probe her thoughts. Several of these traits are independent of her mutant status and are a result of her ancestry. Also, when utilizing her powers, Storm's eyes turn solid white.

Obsesii II.Black-Widow



BLACK WIDOW


Real Name: Natalia Alianovna Romanova
Known Aliases: Natasha Romanoff, Nancy Rushman, Laura Matthers, Oktober, Tsarina, Natalia Shostakova
Identity: Publicly known
Occupation: Adventurer, intelligence agent
Citizenship: Former citizen of the U.S.S.R. who defected to the United States; she now lives in the United States under an extended visa authorized by S.H.I.E.L.D.; she has a criminal record in the United States for her espionage activities for other nations, but was granted amnesty through S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intervention.
Place of Birth: Stalingrad, former Union of Soviet Socialist Republics now Volgograd, Russia
Marital Status: Widowed
Known relatives: Unnamed parents (presumed deceased), Alexi Shostakov (alias Red Guardian I, husband, deceased), Vindiktor (alleged brother, deceased)
Group Affiliation: Avengers, former member of the “Marvel Knights”, Queen’s Vengeance, Champions of LA Lady Liberators, and K.G.B., former partner of Daredevil frequent freelance agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Base of Operation: Mobile
Education: College graduate
First Apperarance: Tales of Suspense Vol. 1 #52 (1964)

Natasha Romanoff, a rumored descendant of Russia's royal family. But nothing else is known of her family. During World War II, a Nazi assault upon Stalingrad set the building she was in on fire. A woman, possibly her mother, threw her into the arms of a Russian soldier named Ivan Petrovich before being consumed by the flames.
Ivan brought Natasha under his protection and soon had to defend her from her many enemies. In 1941, Natasha was sought by the Nazi Baron Strucker, who presented her to the Hand to become their master assassin. She was saved from Strucker and the Hand by Ivan, the American super hero Captain America, and the Canadian adventurer Logan.
Under Ivan’s care, Natasha grew to pursue her goal of becoming a ballet dancer and studied under Oksana Bolishinko, a famous Bolshoi instructor. She fell in love with and married a Soviet test pilot named Alexi Shostakov. It was decided at the K.G.B., the department of the Soviet government which serves as the intelligence agency and secret police, which the Shostakovs would make good special operatives. While Alexi Shostakovs was away on a mission, he was informed of the state's new plans for him, and told that from then on he could have no contact with past friends and acquaintances, including even his own wife. Shostakov was then trained to become the Red Guardian, a costumed agent who was intended to act as the Soviet Union's counterpart to Captain America. Meanwhile, a Soviet officer told Natalia Shostakova that her husband had died in the explosion of an experimental rocket he was testing. Distraught, Natasha decided that she would honor Alexi’s memory by becoming an intelligence operative, not realizing that this was what the K.G.B. had hoped would happen when they informed her of Alexi’s death.

She was instructed by the K.G.B. in their infamous Red Room Academy and under their training, she became their most skilled operative, a superb fighter and information-gatherer. The K.G.B gave her the code name of “Black Widow,” and quickly sent her into the field

When Logan resurfaced in America, now bereft of his memory, Natasha set out as the Black Widow to save him from a team of Hydra assassins. She soon encountered Logan again when he, Ben Grimm, and Carol Danvers stole the Red Storm Project from Russia. Natasha pursued them but was ordered off by her superiors.

Her first major field assignment was to infiltrate Stark Industries in the United States and to assist her partner Boris Turgenov in the assassination of the defector Professor Anton Vanko, who was the creator of the Soviet Crimson Dynamo. Natasha attempted to distract Tony Stark while her partner Boris Turgenov used the Crimson Dynamo to destroy Stark’s plants. Turgenov and Vanko wound up perishing in battle, and Natasha remained in America to find some way of regaining the K.G.B.’s favor.

Since Tony Stark was still unaware that she was a K.G.B. operative, she continued to romance him so that she could steal a new antigravity device he had created. She managed to use the device to commit various acts of sabotage, even lifting entire buildings into the air, but Iron Man nullified the device and she barely escaped capture, now unable to trick Stark into lowering his guard.

By luck, Natasha happened upon the novice costumed crime fighter Hawkeye, who had been mistaken for a criminal by the police. Hawkeye was so taken with Natasha that she was able to entice him into on attempt at stealing plans from Tony Stark. Hawkeye fought Iron Man while Natasha watched from a distance, but when Iron Man deflected one of Hawkeye’s explosive arrows, the force of the impact struck Natasha down, knocking her unconscious. Hawkeye fled the scene to help Natasha recover.

After Natasha recovered, her superiors instructed her to avoid Stark Industries for a time and directed her instead to target Williams Innovations. She duped Hawkeye into assaulting that firm, but Spider-Man intervened and Hawkeye turned back as he had begun to suspect his lover’s true motivations. Natasha later sent Hawkeye out on a second attempt to steal Stark’s plans. However, while Hawkeye was gone, she was kidnapped by the K.G.B. and returned to Russia.

The K.G.B. designed a new costume for her and equipped her with her “widow’s bite” and “widow’s line.” With these new weapons Natasha joined Hawkeye in battle against Iron Man in an attempt to destroy him, but when Iron Man shocked Natasha with an electrical blast Hawkeye disobeyed her orders to save her life once again. The K.G.B. the returned and stole Natasha away from Hawkeye.

This time the K.G.B. brainwashed Natasha to ensure her loyalty to the state; in her next mission, she found herself pitted against Hawkeye, who had become a member of the Avengers. Her love for Hawkeye allowed her to resist the brainwashing, and she finally turned against the K.G.B. She became an ally of the Avengers for awhile, aiding them against the Sons of the Serpent. She also proved instrumental in defeating the alien Ultroids who were certain the Avengers would not kill their leader Ixar because of their oath against killing, but Natasha forced Ixar to surrender, reasoning that as she was not an Avenger, she was not bound by their oaths.

On an assignment for S.H.I.E.L.D., Natasha discovered that Alexi Shostakov was still alive, and had been transformed by the K.G.B. into the costumed hero, the Red Guardian. She and the Avengers opposed the Red Guardian and his masters, and Alexi died in the Battle. For a while Natasha abandoned her identity as the Black Widow, just as the Avengers were about to make her an official member.

Natasha finally decided to resume the Black Widow identity, but soon broke off her relationship with Hawkeye so that she could pursue a solo career. She adopted a new all-black uniform and became a vigilante, battling gangs and organized crime in New York. Ivan had come to America by then, and he served as her chauffeur and confidant. Her new methods of operation brought her into contact with Daredevil, and she soon developed both a professional and personal relationship with him, battling side by side as they fell in love.

Natasha was less taken with Matt’s law partner Froggy Nelson, who was manipulated by the villain Mr. Kline into prosecuting her for the murder of the Scorpion (it was actually a robot duplicate of the Scorpion created by Mr. Kline). Although Natasha was proven innocent, she never truly forgave Froggy for the savagery of his courtroom assault.

Matt broke up with his long-time love, Karen Page, so that he could be with Natasha, and the two of them moved to San Francisco to start a new life together. They fought against menaces such as the Man-Bull, the Blue Talon, Dark Messiah, Angar the Screamer, Ramrod, Terrex, Kraven the Hunter, the Death Stalker, the Owl, El Jaguar, Hydra, and Damon Dran, the Indestructible Man.

Natasha wanted to find a new career for herself beyond the day-to-day adventures she and Daredevil enjoyed, and attempted to become a fashion designer, but her career never took off, and her relationship with Matt became strained.

Natasha left Daredevil briefly to accept an offer of membership in the Avengers after aiding them against Magneto, but she soon left them after determining from a battle against the Lion God that she did not fit into a team environment. Natasha and Matt reconciled for awhile, but after a lengthy romance, Natasha finally broke up with Matt because she felt he did not treat her as an equal in battle.

Still on the West Coast, Natasha joined forces with the Ghost Rider and Angel and Iceman of the X-Men when the gods Hercules and Venus were captured by the armies of Pluto and Ares. After having saved Hercules from a forced marriage, he joined the four heroes to found a new super-hero team, the Champions. Based in Los Angeles and bankrolled by the Angel, the team enjoyed modest success in their adventures. During this time, Natasha became involved with Hercules, but his perspective as an immortal made a long-term relationship seem unimportant. The Champions finally disbanded due to bankruptcy.

Although she and Daredevil had parted ways, the Black Widow was still well-known to Daredevil’s enemies as a woman he had loved, and Natasha was captured by Bullseye to be used as bait in an attempt to slay Daredevil. However, Natasha escaped her bonds and aided Daredevil in defeating Bullseye. Damon Dran, one of Natasha’s enemies from her days with Daredevil, captured Ivan in order to lure Natasha to his island, where he set an army of female combat specialists against her. Dran intended to send an agent impersonating the Black Widow to infiltrate the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier and assassinate Nick Fury, but Natasha defeated his agents, warned Fury, and saved Ivan from Dran before S.H.I.E.L.D. bombed Dran’s island.

The Black Widow was once more embroiled in the schemes of the Hand when she attempted to prevent them from stealing the body of their master warrior, Kirgi, from the morgue. The Hand struck Natasha down with poisons that killed her, but Stone of the Chaste restored her to life. She joined forces with Daredevil and Stone against the Hand when they attempted to revive Elektra. Natasha guessed at the time that Elektra had been successfully revived, but kept this from Matt for his own good.

When Natasha learned that Oskana Bolishinko, her old instructor, was in America at the Russian Embassy, she broke into the premises, seeking to apologize to her mentor for abandoning the ballet to become a spy. Oskana replied that Natasha was not the only pupil of hers who had been stolen away by the K.G.B., and that she accepted that espionage was Natasha’s true calling.

Russian agents then created a Life Model Decoy (LMD) of Alexi Shostakov, which they used to dupe Natasha into believing her husband was still alive. With threats of terminating Alexi, they coerced her into performing acts of espionage for Russia against the U.S. Upon gaining the desired technology, the Russians revealed the truth and tried to kill the Widow, but with the aid of Ivan, she defeated them and destroyed the LMD.

Natasha later joined forces with Iron Man to prevent the Russian sleeper agent code named “Oktober” from launching nuclear missile which would have caused World War III. Unknown to Natasha, she herself was Oktober, and succeeded in launching the missiles. Unfortunately, Iron Man prevented them from being detonated and aided Natasha in capturing the K.G.B. agent responsible for Natasha’s reprogramming. The Window also worked alongside Daredevil against the murdering telepath known as Rose, who had target other telepaths, including several members of S.H.I.E.L.D.’s ESPer unit.

S.H.I.E.L.D. sent the Widow to investigate the Molina, the Russian Mafia, which thrust her into the middle of the decades old struggle between two seeming immortals, the vigilante Night Raven and the drug smuggling Yi Yang. The Widow assisted in foiling Yi Yang’s plot and was witness to Yi Yang casting her helicopter on top of the Night Raven. No bodies were found in the wreckage.

Natasha eventually returned to the Avengers and assumed the mantle of leadership, usually managing the team’s operations from Avengers Mansion while allowing the Black Knight to lead in the field. During this time she also became attracted to Captain America, but wound up sleeping with Tony Stark instead. Her tenure as the Avengers’ leader came to a sorrowful end when most of the team was apparently slain battling Onslaught. Unable to rebuild the Avengers roster herself, and threatened with a legal action from the Maria Stark Foundation, the Black Widow allowed the Avengers to dissolve.

Considering herself to be the last Avenger, Natasha embarked upon a personal mission to bring down all of the Avengers’ former enemies, including the Grey Gargoyle and the Masters of Evil. She again encountered Daredevil at this time, who was concerned with her mental state as he witnessed her obsessive hunting of the grey Gargoyle. Natasha’s presence in Daredevil’s life again complicated his relationship with Karen Page, which at that time was still being rebuilt. Although Natasha was willing to rekindle their relationship, she acknowledged that Karen was the woman Matt loved and nobly allowed them their space. Later on, she even offered to assist Karen after she had been framed for by Mr. Fear.

Natasha was also the first person to correctly identify the former members of the Master of Evil who had adopted the guise of the heroic Thunderbolts. She attempted to turn M.A.C.H.-IV and Songbird against Baron Zemo before he could make his move, inspiring them by telling them how Hawkeye, Quicksilver, and the Scarlet Witch had redeemed their own criminal pasts, but Zemo set his plan into motion before they could reach a decision.

The Avengers finally returned and resumed their operations, but the Black Widow has only occasionally assisted them on missions, still feeling responsible for the team’s disbanding. Instead, she has focused on her espionage work. Natasha has accepted several more assignments from S.H.I.E.L.D., such as impersonating the terrorist leader Ebon Flame in order to shut down her organization, Freedom’s Light. She also had Iron Man assist her in infiltrating the forced-labor camp for scientists run by Tuatara under Mandarin’s direction.

Natasha came close to learning some truths about her past when she was led into a trap by a man named Vindiktor, who claimed to have a copy of Natasha’s mother’s diary. This turned out to be false, but as Natasha fought him, he claimed that he was her brother. Unfortunately, Vindiktor died during their battle before Natasha could ascertain if he was telling the truth.

Natasha crossed Daredevil’s path again when he attempted to slay Baby Karen, believing the infant to be the Antichrist. Natasha saved the child, but was badly beaten by Daredevil in the ensuing fight. Karen Page ultimately died protecting the child, and Matt went to Natasha to be consoled and to explain his earlier actions to her. Natasha reconciled with Matt, revealed that she still loved him, but noted that they had grown to far apart to become a couple again.

Recently, Natasha became aware of the presence of another Black Widow, a younger woman named Yelena Belova who had also been trained at the Red Room and who was obsessed with being the sole Black Widow. The two Black Widows first encountered each other while attempting to retrieve the Endless Fury bio weapon created in Rhapistan, which exploded violently. Natasha later had herself and Yelena trade appearances through plastic surgery to help teach Yelena teach Yelena that her superiors considered her expendable

Despite the presence of the other Black Widow, Natasha Romanoff remains one of the world’s most accomplished hand-to-hand combatants, and is quite possibly the most skilled espionage agent alive, still in high demand with S.H.I.E.L.D., though the U.S. government recently attempted to turn her over to the government of Bulgaria in exchange for having the Viper released to the United States. Her most recent S.H.I.E.L.D. assignment has been to trace the whereabouts of the Tinkerer during a plot to investigate the financing of super-villains in America by foreign nations, possibly Latveria.

HEIGHT: 5 ft. 7 in.
WEIGHT: 131 lbs.
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Red-auburn (formerly died black)

STRENGTH LEVEL: The Black Widow possesses the normal human strength of a woman of her age, height, and build who engages in intensive regular exercise.

SUPERHUMAN POWERS: The Black Widow has received a variant of the Super-Soldier Serum which enabled her to remain in peak physical condition for the past several decades, as well as slowing her aging process to some degree.

ABILITIES: The Black Widow is an Olympic class athlete

WEAPONRY: Bracelets that contain both the “widow’s line” which fires her cable, and the “widow’s bite” which releases electric bolts to stun her adversaries with a charge of up to 30,000 volts. Her gloves and boots are equipped with miniature suction cups which enable her to cling to surfaces. Her belt contains plastic explosives.

Obsesii I.Black-Cat(Spider-Man)


BLACK CAT

Real Name: Felicia Hardy
Occupation: Adventurer, former burglar
Legal Status: Citizen of the United States with a criminal record, granted legal amnesty
Identity: Known to legal authorities
Former Aliases: Felicity Harmon
Place of Birth: Queens, New York
Marital Status: Single
Known Relatives: Walter (father, deceased), Lydia (mother)
Group Affiliation: Former partner of Spider-Man
Base of Operations: New York City
First Appearance: Amazing Spider-man #194
History: Learning that her father had been an infamous cat burglar, Felicia Hardy decided to follow in his footsteps. She undertook a rigorous training program that increased her strength, endurance, and agility, learned such criminal skills as lock picking and safecracking, and gained a knowledge of martial arts such as karate. Donning a costume to conceal her identity, she set out to seek her fortune as the Black Cat. In keeping her chosen nom du crime, the Black Cat decided to create the impression in her adversaries’ mind that she could give them “bad luck” through some power of her own.

Hence, before committing a crime in a certain area, she would carefully prepare objects in the same area so that apparent “accidents” would befall any of her pursuers later on. For example, she would rig brick walls so that they would collapse, prepare ropes so that they would break, and rig fire escapes so that they would fall. Through trick such as these, she managed to convince her principal opponent, Spider-Man, that she did indeed have the powers to affect probability. Upon finally being captured, the Black Cat feigned insanity, and some time later escaped imprisonment. She had become greatly attracted to Spider-Man, and joined him battling criminals, thereby winning amnesty from the New York City legal authorities for her own past crimes.
She sought to become the regular crime fighting partner of Spider-Man, who had by now reciprocated her love for him, going so far even as to reveal his secret identity to her. However, she revealed to him that she had no superhuman powers, and, after she had severely injured in one of his clashes with Doctor Octopus, Spider-Man considered it to be too dangerous for her to join him in fighting his superhuman adversaries. Distraught, the Black Cat determined to gain superhuman powers by some means. Meanwhile, the Kingpin, the most powerful organized crime leader on the East Coast, sought vengeance on the Black Cat. She had stolen a detonator for a nuclear device from him that had later fallen into the hand of Doctor Octopus. Feeling helpless to stop Octopus, Kingpin vowed to punish the Black Cat for her theft of the detonator. Concealing his identity from her, the Kingpin offered to grant the Black Cat superhuman powers in exchange for her services. The Black Cat suspected that her unknown benefactor was a criminal, but accepted the offer, telling herself that she would turn him over to the law after fulfilling her debt to him.
The scientists in the employ of her benefactor discovered that the Black Cat had latent abilities within her genes, and were able to activate those powers, using information from the notes of the late Dr. Farley Stillwell, who had given the Fly and the Scorpion their superhuman abilities. She now had the power to cause her adversaries “bad luck” that she had only pretended to possess before, Moreover, the Black Cat’s agility and speed had also been enhanced.
Only after she received these powers did the Black Cat learn that her benefactor was the Kingpin.At first the Black Cat concealed the origin of her new powers from Spider-Man, but eventually he learned that the Kingpin was responsible for them. The Black Cat then confronted the Kingpin, who informed her that he had given her, her powers in order to get revenge both on her and on Spider-Man. The Kingpin revealed to her that her powers would, in time, bring “bad luck” to any one who was regularly in her presence. Indeed, Spider-Man had been uncharacteristic clumsy recently when near the Cat. The Kingpin said that the Cat’s powers would increasingly affect Spider-Man the more time she stayed with him, and implied that the end result would be Spider-Man’s death. The Kingpin pledged to Spider-Man never again to force the Black Cat to do his bidding.
The Black Cat decided that, to save Spider-Man’s life, she would end her affair and partnership with him, but before she could tell him this, he put an end to them himself due to his dissatisfaction with her amorality and her disdain for his life apart from being Spider-Man.
The exact whereabouts and present activities of the Black Cat are unknown.
KNOWN SUPERHUMAN POWERS:
The Black Cat has certain superhuman powers which are the result of latent mutations which were activated by radiation and chemical injections.
Her principal power enables her subliminally and psionically to affect probability fields, causing improbable (but not impossible) things to occur within her line of sight. This phenomenon can cause walls and ceilings to collapse, ropes to break, machinery to explode, guns to backfire, and people to drop their weapons, or collide with each other. This talent would seem to be a natural unconsciously controlled ability to manipulate probabilities in extremely localized areas, which is triggered when she is in a stressful situation (such as fighting or escaping). Although the Black Cat cannot consciously control her ability, she can activate it by putting herself in a position in which she could be harmed. The Black Cat's power ordinarily only cause such improbable events to befall people or objects which intended to cause her harm. However, over a period of time, her power will increasingly come to affect anyone who spends a great deal of time near her, regardless of that person's intensions toward her. Hence, that person will also fall victim to those distortions of probability fields.
The Black Cat's power always adversely affects its target; it never affects probability so as to bring them "good luck."

ABILITIES:

The Black Cat has trained herself to be an Olympic level athlete with superb gymnastic skills. She is extremely agile, able to execute complicated flips, springs, and rolls with minimal effort. She is nimble footed and possesses excellent reflexes. She moves with the grace and stealth of her namesake. She has been known to do standing high jumps of almost six feet and standing broad jumps of nearly ten feet. The Black Cat has a black belt in karate and judo, making her proficient in unarmed combat.

WEAPONS:

The Black Cat sometimes carries a length of cable which can be strung between buildings and walked on like a tightrope, or use simply to swing on. The cable is attached to a grappling hook. She once used a cable which terminated in a super-adhesive ball, but has since abandoned the device for reasons undisclosed.



joi, iunie 03, 2010

Steleverzi

Fumatul dauneaza grav divinitatii!

Imi aranjez fracul, azi ce zi e? Si zambesc cu sete a anacuzie, aprind si o tigara intre lumi,
astept, poate trece timpul, mai repede si pot sa, plec...

Prinde-mi un taifun din fumul ce zboara, cu oda mea odata cu pletele!
De ce moare? Din ce boala? Ma scutura, ma ustura, prin ce coala ma auzi tu ma? Cand ma amuz confuz
ca ma cam culc obtuz, pe un zid de dimensiuni difuze... Scuze, prinde tigarea intre buze, ce tuse se
duse, ca vand un pastel de fum, vrei? Un pictor de versuri, cu scrum pe buze, muze vor sa ma acuze
ca-mi vand opera pe doi lei,
si incep sa ma amuze, hei...

Sunt pe ultimul meu drum, doar o fractiune. La sfarsit decolez in frac de univers, prin lume!
Dumnezeu spune: "Stiu cat, vrei sa fumezi"! Zambesc spre zenit, tusind ultimul vers, un vis, ce vin
din valul ce vorbesc, un vortex invers, de desene gri, de trag fumuri pe drumuri si ma-nconjoara
jocuri si ma trec calduri, sub paturi de marmuri, prin paduri si guri ce spun ca o sa-mi creasca pe
mormantul meu de gand, numai tutun?

Si rad acum vazand raze de soare in fum, visand zale ce cad din soarele meu de scrum
si voci ce-mi zic simte-ma, asculta, atinge, dar cu frica! Pentru ca te mint!
Ma simti din fum ca o funie ce te ridica. Si-mi spune, mergi cu regi reci, pe lumea plina si o sa
treci prin irisi seci de nicotina, sa nu-i privesti! Si vesti ce vin cu fum pe foi, sa nu le
citesti! Si cesti de semne in cafele de la zei, sa nu le bei!

Fumez privind numai un cer in ochi, ce plange cu timpul, ce-mi arde asa de dulce cand ajunge la
filtru. Si-mi tremura si dintii, de-mi ia si suflul fumul dar, ramane pe cerul gurii un gust ce il
ador, amar.
Devine viciu ceva vag, precum un mar de var, in valea verde de eden ce incolteste-n pieptul meu
atunci cand Dumnezeu nu ma iubeste, ma trezeste!
Si-ntr-un exces de un deces sublim, plecam. Teribil el, cat e de mare-mi aprinde o tigare si,
fumam...

Imi aranjez fracul, azi ce zi e? Si zambesc cu sete a anacuzie, aprind si o tigara intre lumi,
astept, poate trece timpul, mai repede si pot sa plec.

Imi aranjez fracul, azi ce zi e? Si zambesc cu sete a anacuzie, aprind si o tigara intre lumi,
astept, poate trece timpul, mai repede si pot sa plec.

Imi aranjez fracul, azi ce zi e? Si zambesc cu sete a anacuzie, aprind si o tigara intre lumi,
astept, poate trece timpul, mai repede sï pot sa plec.



Ai auzit de ingerul ala care si-a pierdut raiul? Trist, trist...
Cica s-a imbatat si nu a mai gasit drumul spre casa.
Canta exact asta inainte sa cada...
Betia gandului, ravnesc betiv la coada randului,
Raceala vantului, ce-mi bate fata-n fata portilor.
Pe drumul betilor razbat cu universul beat in sticla
Si curge cate un pic cand cad, se umple iar cand ma ridic.
Pasesc om beat cu-n sac de sticle goale, cat ultimul zid
De care ma simt sprijinit, cu jena mea de a nu fi doar un ultim nesimtit.
Asa, ma-ndrept betiv, mergand in s-uri desenand mersuri
Vesele pe asfalt, mai merg, mai cad, mai beau, ma cred mai sfant,
Vomit un suflet si mai vreau, vreau sa beau!
Ma simt ca intr-un film de scurt metraj,
Decor de mai, un om beat pe o strada pavata cu
Visari lucioase ca de scai, coloana mea sonora
Un dulce cant de nai, in care sufla vantul,
Si n-ai,
Idee ca-s un om ce beau din gandul beat, mergand spre randul meu cu spatele spre iad,
In rai.
Tin minte si acum...
Plangeau paharele de frica! Ca beam de fericire, si sufletu' ofta cam melancolic, alcoolic gand ce
se mista-n privire. Amintire, dor de duca iar departe, caut tarie cu dorintele pe cerul gurii.
Unde-s norii si credulii copii cu care ne jucam in piept? Torn un pahar si ma inderept spre mal,
zic: "Hai aici e cald si bine, bate briza si ma bate gandul, randul clipei, inchin cu tine avantul
si beau pana la fundul sticlei. M-asez pe pragul poftei tale si cant fals si ma impiedic in uitare
cand marea de oameni ma agita iar la dans!
Dau, ceasul inapoi, intorc din noi ploi si zambesc! Azi beau de fericirea ta ce a ramas in urma,
prinsa de geamadura, o trec si ma innec in bautura, ca un prost! Daca ma vezi maine dupa amiaza la
usa ta, sa stii ca-i un miraj. Eu sunt pe alte drumuri draga, caut alta fata-n peisaj. Da' destul
despre tine vad ca vine cineva, poate, ma i-a la vorba, un sarut, poate-o cafea, poate-o noapte
nedormita, cine stie ce va fi? Cred ca ea cu siguranta ca ma musca din priviri! Da' lasa... Ea e o
viitoare tu. Incep sa cred ca bautura nu-si face efectul!
Nu, nu mai torn, pardon, era sa uit. Maine plec pe mare ca ma bag in sticla ce o scurg, care m-o
gasi al ei sa fiu. Din foi fericit, fiindca pe tine draga mea, te-am asteptat si n-ai venit si tï-am
cantat...




Sa va fac cunostinta. Ea este domnisoara din pieptul asta, e frumoasa, poarta masca, casca din
plictis copila.
Cand imi bate, in coaste, ca sa iasa afara si d'aia imi place sa spun ca-mi doar bate inima. Caci
totul se intampla peste noapte.

Peste noapte, da! Peste noapte mi se-ntampla toate. Se face zi si razi ca se desparte si apa din
pahar cand ai gatul prea uscat sa bei, ce compromise eclipse dau soare-n ochii mei. Si cate vise
prost scrise imi sar din condei. Dar ce zi frumoasa e afara si ea imi zice: "Plimba-te pe strazi ca
pe orice cicatrice!" De ce tin sa ridice toate domnisoarele frici?

Sunt doar proaste, tu nu tre' sa le zici de ce si cum esti aici. Doar ia-le de mana, sunt doar iale
sa iti spuna cine are nevoie de chei cand esti sigur si desenezi usi pe alei. Custi din cei ce-i
iubesti, musti din celeste cesti, cand clestii ei de rac imi misca iar balantele. Ce alegi?
Zdrentele sau hainele? Astia-mi sunt demonii in pace si pacoste, muze-n temelii cu ele-mi fac
dragoste. Caci sub pielea asta ce-mi place s-o numesc casa, doar eu si cu ele stiu ce dureri apasa.
Mai bine lasa-ma! Sunt singur si imi place. Dar nu-i asa usor cand ea tace si vrea sa se joace. Si
ne jucam leapsa, eu nu vreau sa m-atinga, nu vreau sa fiu ce ieri simteam ca e o piedica.

Nu vreau iar pahare si gat uscat si vise si soare si strazi si lumea din tigari stinse. Eu nu vreau
sa pleci cand rasare soare, sa raman iar eu si pernele, eu si damele mele din dormitoarele ce-mi zac
sub piele, nu!

Nu vreau si stii ce? Mereu e cineva acolo sa ma ridice, cand cad iar in dragoste, cand o caut prin
casa cu picioare reci pe gresie. Nimic nu ma sperie! Caci stiu ca peste noapte, o sa fiu iar o
parte, din iubita mea.

Si ma catar si ma plim si te caut, dar intarzii Unde esti?

Si ma catar peste noapte,
Si ma plimb peste noapte,
Si te caut peste noapte,
Dar intarzii sa apari!

Si zbor peste noapte,
Si adorm peste noapte,
Si cu tine peste noapte,
Sa adorm pe aripi marï.






Mai ies pe geam din cand in cand,
Mai rad, mai plang, mai scriu in graba.
Mai ies pe geam din cand in cand,
Mai tu, mai eu, mai noi ca niciodata.

Canta octombrie la pervazul meu cu gura de oras, eram copil si nu stiam ce sa iti las ce sa imi
lasi.
Si am ales sa cad, cand totul era jos, chitara, serenada ta, si patul neintors

Canta cu trac si nu stiam ce sa ii spun. Eram si singur si in nestirea gandului ce sta in drum. Era
frumos afara si aveam si noi niste reprize in care alegeam sa mai visam cu palmele inchise; palme
adanci ce inghiteau ca niste strazi, plimbari, nimeni nu poate sa reziste.

Cand ma inchid afara si tu imi plangi-n gara si ma prefac-n toamna.

Treceau fanfare zgomotoase si zarva ma cam izgonit de vreme ce erau si oameni colorati nu se
complementau, de atata sunete. Nu am tinut cont ca de jos lumea nu ma mai stie, si ma iubeste doar
de la geam si ma priveste din gradina blocului, a domnului de carnaval.

Neobosita mea chitara de piele, acorduri fine. Toate au mastile din chipul tau si nimeni nu te stie.


Doar eu...

Si mai lovea cu palma in chitara, era doar silueta din sangele aprins,

Si mai tipa sa ies fara si eu n-am mai iesit si m-am inchis.

Si azi, m-a prins de mana si mi-a inghitit cheia!

Mai ies pe geam din cand in cand,
Mai rad, mai plang, mai scriu in graba.
Mai ies pe geam din cand in cand,
Mai tu, mai eu, mai noi ca nicïodata.





Cu pumni stransi de sange bat tare, instinct barbar cu boare de moarte-n catare. Deschide! Usa-n
pielea ei minte desigur si crestez stele verzi, curge sange, duce dulce, recele ce cere cearta. Taci
draga, trage fumul!

Curva hranita de oamnei gri cu lacrimi tari, o jumatate de metru pana la balustrada, jumate de
pahar, plina cu apa de mare. Zambeste! Ruj pe dinti, un cleste rosu de rac plin de oameni ce-atarna
pe zimti, obstacole in forma de cozi de rechin, iarba uda sub talpi, aer rece curat, plamani ce
trosnesc ca atunci cand strangi o foaie in maini. Om tusind cerneala in palma, un chip frumos de
femeie. Scuipat pe obraz!

Unicorn plin de sange plimbandu-se pe bulevard, o femeie batrana imbracata intr-un costum de baie
roz, o unghie rupta, o litera mica pe degetet, tatuaj, un "c". Pumn in usa, soapta "Macar un sarut!"
Om tipand durere, femeie dand nastere unui copil fara maini, inima mancata de cancer, deshidratare,
chip reflectat intr-o cafea, adolescent tulburat, muste peste o balta de sange. Un copil cu o mingie
colorata curcubeu pe o plaja insorita tipa: "Vreau la mare, unde-i marea!" Ceas spart! Gura de
femeie cu pielea usor umeda de transpiratie mancand smochine verzi. Un dric bleu, o sedinta foto cu
o domnisoara plina de vanatai muscadu-si buza usor. Sange prelis din urechea unei fetite de 12 ani
pe o cola alba, la ora de desen. Prajituri foarte dulci, maini murdare reparand o bicicleta, drene
sub coaste, puroi uscat, machiaj strident, fond de ten ieftin. Purici pe ecran...

O fata foarte frumoasa, un trup parca perfect, in genunchi pe un pat imaculat, deasupra unui barbat
batran si odios frecandu-si lasciv vaginul de buzele sale. Privind afara pe geam, un apus
extraordinar, simtind un usor iz de libertate, aude: "Mami, e tarziu si vreau acasa!" si o lacrima
cade indiferenta pe frutea batranului plin de sudoare, ce linge in continuare plin de zoaie la gura,
vaginul ultimului strop de speranta. Pantecul universului. Fericirea pierduta a unei femeï.







Ea. Ea e o fata draguta, eleganta-n felul ei. Felul principal pe zi pare plimbatul pe alei ca-i
obosita mereu. O vad cum se plange de dureri si nu stau pe gand, ii cedez locul meu, desi, merita
mai mult. Si nu-mi multumeste niciodata! Poate-i orgolilu' ala feminin de vina, poate e noaptea,
masina ce ne tine ca-n vitrina. Dar imi place, imi place nebuneste sa o privesc de sus cand citeste
sau cand se uita fix in ochii lui si el priveste prin ea si ea sensibila se stinge ca o stea. Dar,
draga de ea cade cam rar, ca nu toti prosti din viata ei o trateaza murdar. E colorata gentil de
haine si parfum discret, machiaj plin de curaj si un ruj rosu incet. Niste pantofi cu toc tare,
obositi de plimbare, fuste usor peste genunchi si o geanta mare. Ce ascunde, mi-se pare mie, multe
cai necurate de salvare ca o poezie! Sti, uneori sta timida si asculta, muzica multa, piese ce
uneori o fac incet sa planga. Nu tre sa imi vobesti stiu cine esti, te vad pe aici de ceva luni si
ma tot ocolesti, stai acolo, termina-ti pagina si daca intr-o zi te vei citi sa sti ca-i mana mea
draga.

El. Ce sa zic de el. E genul de baiat putin din toate, pasionat de bani marunti, marunt in randuri
sparte. Nu stie pasii, calca pe varfuri orice dimineata si cand dezlipeste ochii realizeaza cate ii
lipsesc din viata. E grea muzica poate, cere multe incepe dependenta, ca doar cand fumeaza
halucinogen simte diferenta. Si uita, ca sunt palme ce-l iubeau mult de mult, o amintire, dar le
simte pe obraji cand il lovesc alte femei sa-si vina-n fire. Isi respira portia de viata-n drum spre
casa. Viata, acest traseu scump doare, speranta ca maine ea-l va iubi mai mult moare. Si tace,
masina trece printr-o clipa, fier pe fier, scantei din cer si inima bate-n usi sa se deschida.
Respira greu, cade-n genunchi, priveste-n jur, intinde mana catre ea si ea da pagina. Indiferenta,
nici nu priveste la el, cum tremura si se taraste si e cam asa mereu. Aceasi poveste-n fiecare
seara, acel el disperat si bolnav ce sta sa moara, aceasi ea plina de durere si timp. Acelasi scaun
rece in care zac, fara sa zic nimic.

De ce?

Pai daca tu prietene, daca tu ti-ai privi trecutul in fata, nu ti-ar fi frica de ce vezi? Totul dus
la extrem intr-un fel de mijloc de transport, spre un fel de casa. Mie-mi venea sa-mi ard degetele
cu bricheta, sa ma trezesc, dar cine mai putea sa miste mainile. Cui ii mai pasa ca e un vis?
Incertitudine, sentimente, scarbit de ce vedeam. Eram un regizor incompetent pentru doi monstrii
sacri ai istoriei mele. Si stiam ca daca ii voi privi ma voi preface-n piatra, da m-am gandit ca
poate, cine stie, imi pun astia un piedestal frumos si ma lasa intr-un loc linistit departe de
galagie. Sa fiu un boem si trist, suport de porumbei.

Macar scap odata de noï.







Vedeam stele verzi pe tavan! Cautam marea-n pahar, ce ardea sub cer de gheata, cautam noapte ce te
invata sa saruti. Dimineata ce cadea din frunti ma ajuta sa suflu norii si coltii tai de zahar ce-mi
stricau gustul marii. Cautam, dar valuri vin acum si spala noaptea buna si parfumul coase briza sub
o semiluna. Cum dansai in palma mea de nisip si stare, si zgariai cu unghii de sidef pana dadeai de
mare si din mine furai furtuni fara sa simt si firele de par se jucau in asfintit. Coloram cu tine,
plaja rosie ca de jar si jucam in privire goliciunea ca de var, cade vara iar, peste mare in pahare
si o beau si ma-mbat si ma tin de semafoare rosi ca plaja, galbene ca soarele, verzi ca stelele.
Vezi castelele de nisipuri vi, in jocuri de copii, in ochii mei cand vi, ca-n rochii unde ti pofta
mea vizitatoare, acolo caut marea si acolo plec cand doare!

Hai amor cu mine iara pe aleile de ieri, care-ncep din ochii ei pana-n pragul de condei. Hai
strange-ma de umeri si tragema-n povesti de litoral draga mea unde nu stiu cine esti...

Numaram stele verzi sub pleoape! "Imi place marea, are personalitate!" Imi spunea fumand tigari din
foi scrise cu noapte. In rochie de seara cu pantofii-n mana stanga ma privea ca un val si ma loveam
de dansa ca de o stanca. Era dragoste in forta si cad semafoarele, se sting, ea nu stie cum ma
cheama dar ma cheama inapoi pe nisip. Beat, iau sticla si plec cu bagajele din piept si cu genele ma
cert dar ceru'-ncet imi cere sa ma pierd. Si alerg dupa tren cu lumea-n ceas defect. Cu aripi de
aracet incete, caut penele alene in vagoane si compartimente. Caut asfintit in scrum, si ca un nebun
adun amintirile din drum, da-n zadar parca ma simt si ajung in sfarsit. Dar trezit brusc ma ridic
din cearsaf unde-am atipit, zic: "Ce pacat ca nu a ramas nimic, aprind o stigare si te strig!"

Hai amor cu mine iara pe aleile de ieri, care-ncep din ochii ei pana-n pragul de condei. Hai
strange-ma de umeri si tragema-n povesti de litoral draga mea unde nu stiu cine estï...




Acum ceva ani am cunoscut o fata, nu am cuvinte sa o descriu, sa-i spun povestea.

Ba da, am!

Ea n-avea nume, calca discreta peste scuze, cu un secret pe umeri, si unu-ntins pe buze. Parca
satula de cautat un loc peste, zicea ca e prea multa lume la mijloc si inca este. Am innebunit de
ea, sa zic asa, o boala oarecare, intr-un bar, am uitat care. Eram derbedeu si-am judecat in joaca
mea ca dansa nu e genul meu... Dar cine mai era? Si m-a privit cu o putere de-mi stangea costele,
cand cu gesturi mici straine imi scria privirile, si chiar si-acum tremur, cand vorbesc despre ea,
ca ma miscat doar cu un simplu: "Vino incoa!" Vorbesc serios, am tremurat si o conturam firav fumand
nervos. M-am asezat in fata ei la masa si-am zambit, am aprins o tigare, ca un om mare si am tusit,
m-am prezentat si ea-mi zambi prin fum.

"Salut sunt Octavian, habar nu am ce fac acum!"

Ea mi-a zis: "Eu sunt cine vrei tu, nu am nume, n-am adresa, nu tre sa-mi stii numarul, noi ne stim
dintotdeauna, nu-i nimic nou aici si sincer de nu-ti convine poti simplu sa te ridici. Stii? Eu nu
sunt o oarecare, nu sunt Ea, nu sunt mai rea, sunt un semn de intrebare daca vrei, spune-mi asa!
Poate-s doar o alta fata care te retine sau un inger care cade dupa o noapte-n pat la tine si stii,
Octavian, mie nu-mi pasa ce-ti convine dar, dupa cum m-asculti mi-e clar ca nu pleci fara mine de
aici. Ar fi prea simplu sa dispar deci hai! Avem de prins un tramvai!" Si zile de rai interpretat
trecura treptat prin pasii mei cand aleile ei ma conduceau spre condei. Si multa lume ma intreaba,
ce ma tot inspira? Nu stiu. Poate amintirea ei ca ea ma invatat sa scriu. Ea mi-a dat creionul
soptind: "Niciodata nu-i tarziu dragul meu." Si mi-a zis: "Scrie-mi o poezie, o sa poti, oricat ar
fi de greu."


Da sunt prosti ce nu ma cred si se-ndoiesc de mana mea, cand eu stau si scriu crezand ca ma citeste
undeva. Habar n-ai cine sunt si ce-mi poate pielea, de unde vin si unde plec mereu sa-mi descarc
durerea. Si de credeti ca-s prea trist si ma cam plang, stati cuminti! Habar n-aveti cat adevar
suflu prin dinti. Ea mi-a zis: "Scrie fara sa te minti, stii, asta ti-e firea!" Si d'aia-i supar pe
cei ce tot viseaza fericirea. Ca ea a visat-o si mi-a povestit cum este si cum trecem mereu pe
langa, fara sa ne pese, asa ca le-am gresit pe toate-n viata, sa le stiu, sa-le inteleg, sa le tin
bine in balanta. Orice ar fi sa zambesc si pentru restu'! Nu e bine sa te vada ce-i iubiti, cum
cedezi tu. Si de vrei sa stii cum ma descurc si ma descarc, scriu poezii si ma chinui sa fiu
ascultat. In fine, ma impac ca undeva, ea e mandra de ce fac. Muzica mea!

Noi nu ne-am despartit niciodata, niciodata! Si am intalnit-o ani de-a-randu' in fiecare fata, in
fiecare te iubesc sau nu mai stiu ce. Cert e ca e si acum langa mine si zambeste si ma tine de mana
cand cant, cand scriu, cand ma uit la ceas si e tarziu, ea zice: "Nu e." Si nu ma culc ca stiu, ea
ma atinge ca un inger pazitor, ea n-avea nume dar avea o-ntraga lume in dormitor. Ea ma invatat sa
iubesc si m-a facut barbatul ce nu-mi visam sa cresc. Mi-a aratat cu degetul unde tre' sa ajung si
trecatorii din voi ce nu stiau cine sunt. Si vezi, dupa multi ani trecuti ma gasesti azi aici,
luptand cu morile de vant, din cuvant, ultimele frici. Constient de ce pot si ce merit, cresc,
incercand din rasputeri sa nu te mai dezamagesc, spun...

"Salut sunt Octavian, habar nu ai ce sunt acum!"

Si iti zic: "Eu sunt cine vrei tu, nu am nume, n-am adresa, nu tre sa-mi stii numarul, noi ne stim
dintotdeauna, nu-i nimic nou aici si sincer de nu-ti convine poti simplu sa te ridici. Stii? Eu nu
sunt un oarecare, nu sunt el, parerea mea, sunt un semn de intrebare daca vrei, spune-mi asa!
Poate-s doar o alta voce care te retine, sau un inger care cade dupa o noapte-n gand cu tine si
stii, dragul meu sau draga mea, mie nu-mi pasa ce-ti convine dar, dupa cum m-asculti mi-e clar ca nu
pleci fara mine de aici. Ar fi prea simplu sa dispar, ar fi o gluma buna. Deci, mai stai, avem de
asteptat un tramvai impreuna...

Stiï, ea n-avea nume, dar eu am!






"Te tin minte pustiule,langa liceu iarna in bar cu taria-n taria unui fum matinal, ochii sclavi de
ecran, pierdut in meciuri lungi, fumandu-ti timpul pan-acasa prins in fantezi si fulgi. Pierdut
printe borduri cu baietii tai de buzunar, soarta de zar, bizar si haihui un fumoar, al femeilor ce
ti-au trecut prin fata. Ma priveai cu aceeasi scarba-n fiecare dimineata.

Ce urmeaza am gasit scris pe-o foaie in colt de bar, era scris de tine si te tin minte pustiule, ai
scris asa:

"Oameni stau si-nghit esti doar unul dintre ei, scuip alei. Simtind mizeria de pe cruce,
societatea-mi cere sange cand din cer sar scantei. Se cerne cenusa pe capete, se cere cearta si-ti
fura fratii adapostul, sistem dezorientat imbratisand pacea cu brate de monstru. Orice zi e martir
din timpul tau, soldatii pier pierduti intre articulatie si garou, o natie cadou dorului de casa-n
acool, oameni ce si-ar vinde sufletul pe-un inger pazitor. Desprins de sol, des prins prin ceata, un
oarecare, si-s in stare sa te pun in fata mea doar ca sa cad pe moale. Cu pielea tare ca o fabrica
de lanturi, cu cearcani plini de celest ma biciuiesc, plangand coclauri, un inger funest ce-mi pune
lauri ma priveste obosit si ma gandesc ca-i doar o boala trecatoare. Apocalipsa unui vis de tranzit.
O sa plec pe mare, mi-e dor de-un nai, tu n-ai si doare...

Trag, ultimul aer in piept privind sfarsitul, sunt sincer cu tine, soptesc, priveste copile
individul din oglinda, cutia milei, cu puterea ochilor din bucuria zilei! Arde totul ca-n ateu ca
inalt e cerul in scrumiera lui Dumnezeu. Cu "dum, dum" vin tobe, prevestind razboaie, privind
stingher razi-n izvoare, invazi in natii convoaie. Arca lui Noe moderna-n ploaie de spini, cladita
din lemnul unei constiinte fara radacini. Bat la vecini, degeaba! Rabd-n veci cu inima de Praga,
nemiscat ca pe scut scrie scump. Nu-mi musca nimeni din trecut! Si tac, bolnav de suflet trag,
treste-te! Trec ostile, maine-i atac! Si de cladiri inalte se sprijina bun Domnul, trist sprijina
tronul, jelind cu jena lumea plina de jar da tonul si trage apele, potoape calde ca si armele si
arca-si cara marca singura si-n ea in colt prova stau eu, strigand spre cer: Te provoc bai asta-n
doina mea de var inchis si fier! Si imi cant mandru rostul ca n-am ultimul minut sa-mi zic Tatal
Nostru, picuri-mi strica adapostul! Adapa prea mult apele, Doamne, Doamne, unde-mi e aproapele si
aud:

"Te tin minte pustiule,langa liceu iarna in bar cu taria-n taria unui fum matinal, ochii sclavi de
ecran, pierdut in meciuri lungi, fumandu-ti timpul pan-acasa prins in fantezi si fulgi. Pierdut
printe borduri cu baieti tai de buzunar, soarta de zar, bizar si haihui un fumoar, al femeilor ce
ti-au trecut prin fata. Ma priveai cu aceeasi scarba-n fiecare dimineata, pustiule, ma tii mïnte?"""







Si te vede fumoasa, desi tu nu il vezi, sub ochi verzi, cum el fuge, iubind, de coasa. De moartea
din greseli, cazut intr-o idila de idei, ce zice: "Poate ca ea nu este asa si tu sigur te inseli!".
Si vrei sa te ridice.
Si tot cuminte, cu tine mort in minte, disipat, ea respira si simte, cu o fire de fier fierbinte...

El o priveste, dar ea inchide ochii, ascunde o frumusete ce se pierde in dulapul ei din piept,
printre rochii si fobii. Si se feresc ca niste copilasi mici si ranile te dor, cand ea gadila aerul
cu un aratator si ce degete mici si ce frumoasa este ea, cand zice: "Vino aici!"

Si el tremura tot doar este om si deseneaza cu privirea dezvelita trupul gol, un inger fara aripi,
un chip mai palid, spalat de lacrimi si uscat de ger si buze ce il cer, si devine astfel o plapuma
un cer ce nu cere furtuna.
Si ea sopteste: "Saruta-ma te rog cu ultima minciuna". Imi place sa ma minti.

Si coapsele de piele si matase se serpuiesc pe un tot alb de bumbac, dar stai! Patul sau numai e pat
acum, e rai. Si moare linistit, "tu nu asta vroiai?" Si atinge si strica si saruta cu frica, si o
schimba si o striga si o simte ca intr-o oglinda. Si se ridica in dimineti de-o clipa si dragostea-i
clipeste.

Caci azi, este cea mai frumoasa fata din lume si-l iubeste si o vede tanjind, dar nu o are, si este
totusi fericit. Si ce frumos vorbeste ea, cand bea si-o ceasca de cafea si cand cerseste un sarut
desi totusi e tarziu. Cand te opreste din drum cerandu-si scuze si te priveste lacrimand cu zambetul
pe buze si ramai mort, soptindu-ti la ureche:

"Inca mai vreau sa fiu a ta, inca mai pot, inca te vreau, inca te rog!
Nu ma lasa asa..."


Sunt o dragoste, o dragoste si o pacoste, o pacoste si nu mai pot sa plang
Deci zambesc ca am doi ochi ce ma privesc, exact asa cum sunt.

Sunt un inger, un inger, un demon, un demon dar fara aripi, oricum mai stai
Caci nu zbor, cad usor, ca am doi ochi ce mor si nu-mi ajung in raï.
Steleverzi

Topuri III.Top 100 melodii

Ok nu stiu daca e un top..nu cred..sunt melodii pe care le ador sunt doar 100...Bine scriu doar 100.aa da....imi plac 9876543456789 de melodii de la fiecare trupa:))

1.H.I.M-Beautiful
2.H.I.M-Gone with the Sin
3.Massive Attack-Angel
4.Steleverzi-Peste noapte
5.Steleverzi-Mai noi ca niciodata
6.H.I.M-For You
7.Nightwish-Away
8.Dimmu Borgir-Hybrid Stigmata
9.Dimmu Borgir-In Death's Embrace
10.Dimmu Borgir-Black Metal
11.Cradle of Filth-Her ghost in the Fog
12.Cradle of Filth-Bathory Aria
13.Rammstein-Satan
14.Rammstein.Pussy
15.Nightwish-End of All Hope
16.Slipknot-Wait and Bleed
17.Korn-Seed
18.Marduk-Sex with Satan
19.Portishead-Roads
20.Vita de ie-Lasat Pustiu
21.Steleverzi-Macar un Sarut
22.Trooper-Aminiri
23.Epica-Senosrium
24.Nightwish-Sleeping Sun
25.Cradle of Filth-Temptaion
26.Within Temptation-Memory
27.Slipknot-Dead Memories
28.Limp Bizkit-Behind Blue Eyes
29.Korn-Word Up
30.Six Feet Under-Amerika the Brutal
31.Six Feet Under-Manipulation
32.Arch Enemy-Diva Satanica
33.Arch Enemy-Vultures
34.Sepultura-Inner Self
35.Sepultura-Arise
36.Sepultura-Territory
37.Slayer-South of Heaven
38.Slayer-Angel of Death
39.Slayer-The Antichrist
40.Tarja Turunen-I Walk Alone
41.Tarja Turunen-My Little Phoenix
42.Nightwish-The Siren
43.Spectrum-x-Slow
44.Spectrum-x-Tea party with Zombies
45.Cradle of Filth-Black Metal
46.Bathroy-Black Metal
47.Spectrum-x-Electro Zombie
48.Cradle of Filth & Slipknot-Blind
49.Slayer-Overt Enemy
50.Slayer-Stain of Mind
51.Slayer-Point
52.Slayer-Desire
53.Slayer-Love to Hate
54.Tarja Turunen-Damned and Divine
55.Anathema-One Last Goodbye
56.Anathema-Parisienne Moonlight
57.Anathema-A natural Disaster
58.Anathema-Regret
59.Anathema-Fragile Dreams
60.Guns n Roses-November Rain
61.Iron Maiden-Fear of the Dark
62.Scorpions-Obsession
63.Scorpions-Woman
64.AC/DC-Big Gun
65.AC/DC-Hells Bells
66.Guns n Roses-Don't Cry
67.Lordi-Mr.Killjoy
68.Scorpions-Love will keep us alive
69.Rob Zombie-Living Dead Girl(mix)
70.Pantera-Domination
71.Pink Floyd-Echoes
72.Pink Floyd-Shine on you Crazy Diamond
73.Pink Floyd-Wish you Were Here
74.Pink Floyd0Marooned
75.Pink Floyd-Goodbye Blue Sky
76.System of a Down-Goodbye Blue Sky(Pink Floyd Cover)
77.The Distillers-Love is Paranoid
78.The Distillers-Hall of Mirrors
79.The Clash-Hateful
80.The Clash-Tainted Love
81.System of a Down-Sugar
82.System of a Down-Blue
83.System of a Down-B.Y.O.B
84.System of a Down-Ariels
85.Evanescence-Bring me to Life
86.Evanescence-Hello
87.Nirvana-Come as you are
88.Nirvana-About a Girl
89.Nirvana-Rape Me
90.Truda-Sange
91.Truda-Boala
92.Coma-Un loc sa ajung
93.Anarhia-Nu mai sunt Romani
94.Apocalyptica-Away
95.Nightwish-Wonderlust
96.Apocalyptica-Romance
97.The Prodigy-Invaders Must Die
98.Massive Attack-Teardrop
99.Reamon-Supergirl
100.Skiller-Kill Me,Heal Me

Copil

La multi ani copii.Acum 2 zile a fost ziua copilului si eu nu am fost aici.Cum spunea si Roxxovette "am fost obosita".Asa..stiu ca trebuia sa fiu aici..alaturi de copii mei:)).Si ieri trebuia sa scriu.Pur si simplu nu imi venea nimic in cap.Ok scriu..dar ce Satan scriu?Nici eu nu stiu

chestia pe care a scriso Roxxovette..""Nu uitati sa fiti copii!" astea, au fost vorbele ei. Atunci am realizat ca ziua copilului nu e doar pentru prescolari si toti ceilalti. Este pentru toti , fie ca ai 20 de ani , fie ca ai 80 , descatuseaza-ti copilul din tine , nu doar pentru o zi. Pentru totdeauna.
Eu zic , sa nu lasam viata sa treaca pe langa , sa fim copii cat mai putem , sa zambim in clipele grele , sa fim fericiti "
Wa..stiu ca o sa citesti asta..si Rox..ne stim de 13 ani in pula mea si nu ne.am certat de vreo 6-7 ani..E minunat sa sti ca ai un prieten atat de bun care e alaturi de tine orice ar fi.Postarea asta e si pt. Rox. pt ca vreau sa stie ca e o prietena extraordinara chiar daca nu i.am aratat asta:d
Love you ba