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Bir bez yigininin demirlerle yükseltilerek emanet durusu çerçevesinde, kütle içinde bulunan organizmalarin sogumus ve sade bedenleri bir zaman sonra arar olmustu birbirini ve serin gecenin islak damlaciklari bedenlerine yayildikça, kaçmak yerine, uzaklasmak yerine, dolayisi ile aranmak yerine; hemen detayinda ve yanibasinda duran sicakliga esir etmeliydi tüm bedenini ve kuskusuz, her sey en basindan, en güzel, en yalin haliyle baslamaliydi tekrar.. "30 Aralik 2005 P.M. 15:58"

Birbirinizin yüregine, gözlerine dokunabileceginiz, hissedebileceginiz, umutlarinizin costugu, ask'larinizin, mutluluklarinizin devlestigi bir yil olsun 2006.






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ayip ayip

now i see why you seem so 'poetic' --- you use so many oxymorones. that's why.
why is your own designing process not very healthy in your opinion?
quod etat faciendum: latin; means 'what had to be done'

you know what? i don't even try to guess anyones tone of voice, the way he looks and is like in real life. it's practically impossible. it's like a book. everyone has a different image in his head and it's the same here. that's why blind dates are often unsuccessful.

ok, me go and learn geography now...

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nic a nic a nic a nic a nic a nic i syf kila i mogila, pupa, dupa, kupa, lydki, lydki, geba, gnebon puczymorda.

this is salty sugars. bitter sweetness, internet is. You cant possibly talk-communicate to someone. I dont know the color of your voice, cant guess its tone; never smelled your eua de toilet, and again never saw you smiling. I dont know you, most of the time I just guess you. I imagine your tone, your eyes; so I imagined you were upset. Mistakes, a part of being human.

Being natural, no; I am natural like most of the people who dares to call themselves "natural", and I am honest as liars who eagerly, defend the idea "I never lied" which is their biggest lie. So lets put it, humans ... are pure evil.

I have never been good in poems, not my style but it would be fair to say that I am not bad in free wrting. (yes only in turkish) But my faculty is about interior architecture, most of time I deal with "human reactions, desires"; I got my own manifesto, my very own designing process which is not very healty.

"quod erat faciendum", I like this little dose of mystery; first thought it was polish; but it was not ? Could that be latin ? (looks latin) help me here : )

there is no reason to apologise actually. i am fatalistic, patient, calm and tolerant. i don't know you in person so why would i become "angry" --- well, dunno what you thought i was when you apologised.
the thing is, that everyone wants to be unique and wants to be called 'strange' [so that he/she could answer "strange? oh, everyone calls me that!" (it's cool to be strange nowdays. it's actually always been.)]
but very often this "being strange" becomes not natural "being strange" anymore. it becomes a form, a convention and it's not his/her natural behaviour anymore (well, maybe it has never been.)

you strike me as a "strange" person [althought i'd never ever say ''you're sooo strange!'' although i just did.] but i don't know whether your 'strangeness' is natural or not. you know it.

can it be that you are a... poet? [i've read so many books and all these people who wrote poetry were 'strange'. especially in the romantism. byron for example. or all these polish 'romantic' poets]

whatever.
quod erat faciendum.

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nic a nic a nic a nic a nic a nic i syf kila i mogila, pupa, dupa, kupa, lydki, lydki, geba, gnebon puczymorda.

ram tra ram, bam bra bam ...
battle drums, sounds deeply through uneasy battlefield.

no, and no, and no.
I meant no harm

It was just humble ... me. Hello, nice to meet you.

I have this thing, sabotaging myself; it is not just on "www";
Sometimes, I delay "replies" that should not be delayed,
for once, I hated someone,I loved
and one morning, I loved someone, who should be hated.

flaw ? yes, sure.
unhealty ? hell, yes.
And I sleep 12 hours a day,
in sweet coldness of dreams I find peace.

this .. year was not a good year for me
maybe it was good, I turned it ugly
or it was already ugly, I just believed it was bad.

and that tic is followed by tac
tics and tacs
time flows ...

so I am "sorr-y"

*I expect many things, most of them are dreams; some of them are lies
so you might just act
with no expectation


**I evaluate mnimalism through interior architecture

minimalism has nothing to do with emptiness or delaying a reply.
but i may have understood your last statement in the way you have not intended it to sound.
maybe you should consider simplifying your way of making statements while writing to me. it seems like i was uncapable of understanding you. what reply do you expect from me? pose the question. i will do my best while answering it.

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nic a nic a nic a nic a nic a nic i syf kila i mogila, pupa, dupa, kupa, lydki, lydki, geba, gnebon puczymorda.

think this like minimalism
every emptiness symbolises something
so delaying a reply =

?! ... it's been a while

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nic a nic a nic a nic a nic a nic i syf kila i mogila, pupa, dupa, kupa, lydki, lydki, geba, gnebon puczymorda.

for sparing time

about what?
whatever..

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nic a nic a nic a nic a nic a nic i syf kila i mogila, pupa, dupa, kupa, lydki, lydki, geba, gnebon puczymorda.

: ) thank you !

so i was right when i wrote 'you are you'. jejeje.

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nic a nic a nic a nic a nic a nic i syf kila i mogila, pupa, dupa, kupa, lydki, lydki, geba, gnebon puczymorda.

offended ? please ...

it was a delicious message : ).

If I were cute little girl, I would sleep with it; yet I am no girl which could be categorized as a "good" twist of destiny. at least from my part.

here comes my "about me" part:

I am someone, who is not someone. Good I am, also known as "bad". For that I am not good or bad. I am everything so I am nothing.

olsa ... dükkan senin

mobilya tasarliyorum bu aralar
onlar daha cok primitif ler : )
bit se ...

you are the turkish version of an 'alternative' guy
naaawww but you belong to the same cathegory as safak
naaawww... but you both kinda remind me of the character cahit in that turkish-german movie 'gegen die wand' by fatih akin: [link]
i guess it's because of the beard and stuff...
hello!? i don't know you personally but that just is my impression.
hope i didn't offend you.
[if you feel offended then i guess i put you into the wrong cathegory ]
here's a characteristic picture btw: [link]
look at the 3rd
or maybe not...
argh, dunno. i guess i'd need to see some of your behaviour etc. cahit is not your type i'm think now.
you are you? does this statement satisfy you?

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nic a nic a nic a nic a nic a nic i syf kila i mogila, pupa, dupa, kupa, lydki, lydki, geba, gnebon puczymorda.

iş varmı iş ?
koyalım abicim koyalım

you want a photo
you will get a photo : )

here you go:

[link]

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is a deviant since Jan 18, 2004, 6:22 PM
has 2,005 pageviews
is located in Turkey
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2005?

I'm starting with the process of categorizing you...here we go
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sorry, not possible, there is no real picture of you here.

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nic a nic a nic a nic a nic a nic i syf kila i mogila, pupa, dupa, kupa, lydki, lydki, geba, gnebon puczymorda.

cagil hanimcim
ben sagliksiz ve haliyle dengesizlik abidesi oldugumdan
bir spontane hareketlen, calismalarimin hepisini silivermis oldum : ).

zaten mimed'den tokatlanmisim kafam bozuk : P

efecim valla mimedde iddali oldugun kadar deviantartta da iddali olduugu dusunerek baktim galerine lakin o da ne, hemen bekliyoruz modellemelerini

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Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose...JanisJoplin

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