Taste of Marek Niit

Tuulest viidud on mu lennukad ideed, ja mees kuidas ma naudin, et elu enda korrektuure aega m66da laskes abistavalt suurele lainele end riputab ja m55da merd paradiisi kaldale silkjalt maha istub. (Saaremaal oli ainult 1 surm aastal 2010 - t2helepanuv22rne saavutus) Kogu kokkulykatud palmide armee on paljastatud atmosf22ris paiknevate t2htede s2ral, miski ei saa h6ivata seda miljonivaadet, mis ainult yhes kohas, ja ainult yhes paigas eksisteerida saab. Siin ei ole reegleid, ei ole 2ratuskella, ega isegi mikrolaineahju ei ole. Pole kole, vaid kogeledes see asukoht end aina ekslusiivsemaks kasvatab, ning aja m66dudes tarkust v2lja hingab. K6ik siin paistab avatud ja ilma pahameeleta. Ma oskan ainult osad t2hed v2lja lugeda, mida see eksootiline asukoht mu jaoks t2hendab, luidete valgel ma astun 22rele, ja panen t2hele, et liiv on puhtamast puhtam, ykski kass pole siin mullal k2inud, ega koer siin mullal jooksnud. Vaid tuuled ja vihm on viimast korras hoidnud. Kunagi siin kylm ei hakk

1 set The Beginning of the Streets....

as the semester follows through, I can't stop thinking where art thou art ? shuffling through older music videos I learned another lesson, art is genius not an everyday activity. it is art to project the everyday, but is not art to spoil our talents on something nobody will  ever benefit from. scum of the earth - probably my favorite line for commercial "art", I know I shouldn't critique what others think of creativity and composition but let's be honest, we won't get back what's already done and honestly IDC. "You'll never get to Heaven, if your scared of getting high", transformed me back to the "good ol' dayz", fresh outta sandbox, dreams to fly around the neighborhood, be the "machete" of the day, and never be scared of the threats life possess - just live my life and enjoy while it's there. What happened to those days, now "hands-feet-fulla-work" there is no escape from the bureaucracy and

   being ripped apart from the out-most individual piece of electromechanical equipment I had - my laptop, life seems way to good to be true.    even if the beginning of this promiscuous semester doesn't really graduate with all A's, I can promise everyone that hope dies the last. life can be cheap as it comes. I think money has no value over the items we preserve as bare essentials. emotions can thrive our short-run decisions, but reasoning and calculated averages will do the rest, and undoubtedly will succeed. macro is closely related to micro, but we all are the creators, we can't overlook us-the roots of our existence.    I just want to display the dishonesty that this dysfunctional society possesses around us. De-fragmented dolls that we are, non-melting-pot-soldiers that we have become, do we deserve all this negativism and abuse from our legislators? and i'm not talken about free will, fuck free will. I'm talking about solid, organized, and well-configure

As in today, I was wondering about the aspect of science in our everyday life. Well there is not much to argue or debate about, Everything around us and in us is a big pile of science. I might say that I don't believe in science or anything, but that's only for the gimmicks. Ofcourse there is science out there. The variety of science provides us with the opportunity of choice. And science is just not my choice. Though, I agree that science is a huge part of our life, in actuality, its all around us. Yet, music is how we groove our perspectives from the outside, and Sex is how we conquer our desires, and Love is the most essential power we need to master, and appreciate each day. Love is the drive forward or to be precise - up.  The other side - paper, cars, pollution, computers. That's all science. In different parts of the world it's also business, well it's business everywhere, but you know what I mean. So there you have it. Science was, is and will be, b

To start with HI! I don't know if anybody anymore is reading any of this, but I won't purposely let my head go down into misery with that. I talk from me and for me, if you seem to notice any similarities or mind as well differencies, be my "obedient reader" and don't hesitate to respond. It's not another crying ending to a failuruous season. Rather now, mid-summer, the birth for a king, and the alternative (for some of us) beginning and the end of this time manner. I don't want to philosophisize about the world right now, althought I want to talk about what occured to me while I was on my way back from the "global campus". And even before I start with that I want to let you know that time is not an essence, we need to dedicate time and take time, and not accelarate it as crazy. The other thing, walking, is the most habitual activity, which I was a part of for 30minutes, and I thought about it too. Haha, anyhow, to the minding now.  First

Good or Bad? Good and Bad? Is that how is this suppose to be? Poverty and welfare, unite them and you get economy. Everything has a reason. Even the orderness has an explanation. Why are things in order. Why do we use plain paper and ink to convey our thoughts? Is it because the world was created in order? I Mean, everything is in order. The roads, the maps, the books, the knowledge. See everything has a point, every single thing in this room has  something in common. Orderness. We always like to say, or should I say utter that thought, "oh everything will be OK". Do we say that because, we think the "Order" will clean up the mess? Funny thing is that the mess, we create, We need to clean up again. So, there is a "bad" influence that makes us, mess things up, and a good "force" that allows us to start from the scratch. Other thing, every morning we wake up, we feel pure, clean in a way, if I might add. 24-7? Is that like a code for the world? Pi

Oh my supernatural force! What a relief. I seriously have not felt that good in years, IN Years! It does not even matter who wins the NBA Finals 2010, ofcourse I root for the Celtics, just because, the Lakers (read: besides Kobe), just suck ass, Ron Artest has become a little dummydoll for coach Phil, D Fish thinks hes the "tank", I mean the thinking tank, but hes not, I would place him like top 25 point guards in the league, not higher than that, he gets beat by rookies, like what in the world? The fact that two seven footers and the best "closer" in the game just dominate all of the other teams, does not make you a good point guard D Fish, no disrespect, but I think you should stick to street basketball, not in NBA highly paid and structured league. Too raw to ball. Probably could write a book about "Players who think they can ball, but who in reality, suck it", that's one of my future projects probably, everyone has to have their "book&quo

if u feel like taking, if you are brave enough to take, u better be brave enough to give it back, you fearful motherfuckers. cuz u know there wont be any next time, pistuuu

Is it that the world whirls around you or you around it? I haven't quite figured that out yet. I feel like everyone I already know has some sort of spell on them, while their tryin to make the most out of the life, while the ones I don't know, I feel like there's another world, for them. Everytime you hear a story about how something really cool happend, you go, "oh well, this is never going to occur during my lifespan, is it?". Well these kind of situations, really make me jealous. Even though we all get somewhat lucky, and could possibly experience different touch of happiness, but usually everything we own and live through, stays in its own perimeter. Thus its better to manage your own little world, and not to intrude to others. But now... Track, I feel like every step I take, Im beeing watched. My training methods, my training habits, even my drinking and eating. I don't know is it that, I'm from europe and I used to be a Food Science major, or

my thoughts, in a random row..... here it comes beaming indeed, im dreaming, baby runnin far in tenny, it seems like future holds the aces or can I blow him away with my river, hello, goodbye, sun is shining, yet weather is bullshit, I'll never wear out my  underwear, cuz they'l make me undatable, what tha phuk, i want my life to be a movie, and the same way i wanna be a movie director. like obama i want change and I need hope, but where is it? hidden crate? hidden secret, sacred, only for the one who believe, only for churches,  only for theists? I don't know..i don't wanna know, I do my own destiny, i am the captain of own victory lap, I run my own pirate ship, I build my own cribs, I own my own hollywood HILL. concerned, no, bored, yes, summer - NO, excited - Yes!, lights on- Yes!, dark outside, yes!!!.. probably the most interesten, the most nerv-wrecken, the most biggg, the mostest time of the year, it will be all determined IN A FUCKEN MONTH FROM NOW, plea

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LjMkNrX60mA Mis ma oskan öelda, lihtsalt fantast !!

on kolmas m2rts. v2ljas on ligi 15 kraadi sooja, tulin just tagasi oma l6unapausilt koos andrewga, mis oli imeline, sest brough pajatab oma toidud mitmekordselt yle quadsi menyy. tunne on ilgelt hea, olen nyyd paar p2eva trenni ilusasti k2inud, ja kiirus ei ole kuhugi kadunud, pigem vastupidi. selline v2ike vahepala jooksmisest, mis kandus yle 6ppimisele ja vaimu teritamisele pigem arendas mu kergej6ustiku oskusi, kui neid kehvemaks tegi. aeg on v6ta kopsik kohvi ja lihtsalt nautida seda p2ikesepaistelist ilma, koos parimate s6pradega ja muidu ilusate inimestega kes siin campuse peal ringi tatsavad. kuigi need inimesed meenutavad pigem pilti kuskilt turismiajakirjakaanelt, kelle kunagi aega pole siis sellegipoolest, t2iustavad nad kogu seda olu ja ilma inimeste ja suhtlusteta ei ole oleks ju meid kedagi. blogeerin ennast nyyd siit interneti maailmast eemale ja soovin k6igile ilusaid pyhi, varsti ju st patricksi p2ev ja kevad vaheaeg ja muu selline...\bljau

In other words, how does it feel without working out and studying every day for hours. Probably for the first time I've a GPA above 3.0, hopefully I can apply my knowledge to the hard copies (ha-ha) and pencil down all the correct answers to become undefeated where I used to be the FAIL. Self-esteem needs food to operate and grow. Everything we think reflects on our actions and results in the glaze of life. But here's the nickel - There is limited amount of emotional charge in each of us. Therefore choices, decisions are being implemented to the outcome that we actually experience. It's the ratio between what we plan and what we accomplish. I think nobody can just go out there and cut the fresh amount of slack of the profit, by that I mean that work needs to be done, whatsoever. Its just who knows how to perform and prepare the best, wins the race and lives happily(I mean rich) ever after. Unless animals, we can choose either we think anything is right or wrong, we

Hogs vs Horns The first real track meet this season, that's going to set the tone for the rest of the indoor season. Obviously, unfortunately without me, but I'll put in appearance and cheer for my hogs.