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BABrian Wilson Aldiss
Data nașterii 18 august 1925 - East Dereham, Norfolk, England Brian Wilson Aldiss, scriitor britanic, antologist si critic, si-a publicat prima carte, "The Brightfount Diaries", in 1955. In acelasi an a castigat primul premiu literar pentru nuvela "Not For an Age". Cel mai popular scriitor SF din Marea Britanie al sfarsitului secolului 20, este faimos pentru stilul lui, imagistica, surealism si o atitudine degajata fata de sex mai degraba decat pentru utilizarea stiintei. Primul roman "Non-Stop" (1958), este considerat un clasic al SF-ului. Aldiss a fost recunoscut in anii 60 ca unul dintre autorii SF ai “noului val”. Last Orders and Other Stories (1977) Pile (1979; Poem) New Arrivals, Old Encounters (1979) Moreau's Other Island (1980) The Squire Quartet Life In The West (1980) Forgotten Life (1988) Remembrance Day (1993) Somewhere East Of Life (1994) The Helliconia Trilogy Seasons in Flight (1984) Courageous New Planet (c. 1984) The Year before Yesterday (1987); A fix-up of Equator...
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Carmen Harra
Carmen Harra in her own words: Even as a little girl growing up in Romania, I knew I was different. After a near-death experience at age five, I was able to see things others couldn\'t. Everyone who has had a near-death experience describes the sensation of \"going toward the light.” In this parallel world, extraordinary light energy surrounds you and you see an inexpressibly beautiful light. There is no negativity and no anger or sadness, only love. It is a perfect, glowing world, filled with dazzling insights and pure truth, the way our Creator meant it to be. I\'ve never forgotten the lessons this experience taught me. Why, I wondered, wasn\'t life on Earth like this? This parallel world, which I call the Invisible World, is just as real as the physical world here on Earth. It is even more real because the people there are souls unencumbered by ego, emotions, and attachment to material things. Without these negative distractions, souls exist harmoniously in love, joy, and peace. On...
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Pete Brown
(b 25 Dec. \'40, London) Poet, lyricist, singer, producer, percussionist. Active on London jazz-poetry scene early \'60s, then worked with Cream, writing lyrics for hits \'Sunshine Of Your Love\', \'White Room\', \'I Feel Free\', \'Politician\' etc which he said would pay the rent for the rest of his life. After Cream split \'68 he continued to work with Jack Bruce (see his entry), also his own Jazz Poetry \'66, A Meal You Can Shake Hands With In The Dark \'69 (as Pete Brown and His Battered Ornaments, Chris Spedding on guitar), Things May Come And Things May Go, But The Art School Dance Goes On Forever \'72, and Thousands On A Raft \'70 (as Pete Brown and Piblokto, with Jim Mullen). He worked with other groups; an album of demos by Back To The Front was later issued. He co-led Bond and Brown with Graham Bond \'72 (see Bond\'s entry); was part-time A&R and producer for Deram \'73--5; well-received poetry album The Not Forgotten Association \'73 had backing incl. Viv Stanshall on tuba....
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RTRobert Tofan
Data nastere: 13 August 1981 e-mail: (tofan.robert@yahoo.de) On every street in every city, there's a nobody who dreams of being a somebody. He's a lonely forgotten man desperate to prove that he's alive.
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Life On The Speedball
de Laura Sylvia Dragomir
Life on the speedball Is like driving your race-car Out into space. Survival is not essential, Though the stars in your head Push you forward. What matters if this Is the edge of destruction? You...
[Life - a lie with charming sadness]
de serghei esenin
Life - a lie with charming sadness That is where lies her strength And with her rought hand She writes the word of fate. Always, when I close my eyes, I say, \"Touch your heart and see, Life - a lie,...
Archeology
de Coana Loenida
Working to build a new life for myself I find like ancient people I search among the ruins for stones that can still be used salvaged to create something new lasting solid. In turning over debris I...
Sonnet LXXXI
de William Shakespeare
Or I shall live your epitaph to make, Or you survive when I in earth am rotten; From hence your memory death cannot take, Although in me each part will be forgotten. Your name from hence immortal...
Nothing
de Crisan Iulian
I did have nothing when I came And so shall I take nothing when I go I was myself, with me… and all And I’ll be nothing nevermore A crow was I, I flew through life I had but me, and nothing more I...
Letter
de Crisan Iulian
I want to be your shadow To follow you at every step I want to be the silent wind That passes by you… Touching your skin Making you shiver and goes away lost, Forgotten… Noticed by no one. I want to...
If you forget me
de Pablo Neruda
I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body...
RIDDLE (ghicitoare)
de Vlad Martinescu
Riddle There is darkness, And darkness is my heart. There is pain, And pain is my soul. There is sadness, And sadness is my meaning. There is death, And death is my life. I’m the collector of all...
A lung-full
de Dragos
The drops of rain sparkle ruby and turn to blood falling down my chest, on my face, onto dirt. The same soul that once hated the eerie storm now drops down in the puddle of blood in ecstasy blending...
vecina mea vorbeste cu dumnezeu
de Bogdan Gagu
televizorul dă contur ambițiilor Câteodată le face reale umplu cerul Desenează stele și luptă pentru o cauză în timp ce tu dormi face reverențe în fața ta O ușă închisă a unei zile exfoliate de...
Necronomikon
de Abdul al-Hazred
THE TESTIMONY OF MAD ARAB THIS is the testimony of all that I have seen, and all that I have learned, in those years that I have possesed the Three Seals of MASSHU. I have seen One Thousand and-One...
Dracula
de Bram Stoker
Chapter 21 - Dr. Seward\'s Diary 3 October. Let me put down with exactness all that happened, as well as I can remember it, since last I made an entry. Not a detail that I can recall must be...
Athanasia
de Oscar Wilde
To that gaunt House of Art which lacks for naught Of all the great things men have saved from Time, The withered body of a girl was brought Dead ere the world\'s glad youth had touched its prime, And...
Ash Wednesday
de T.S. Eliot
I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to turn Desiring this man\'s gift and that man\'s scope I no longer strive to strive towards such things (Why should...
Chase your song
de Florea Ana-Maria
It was raining, again- it was normal and expected. Thoughts were sailing through the rain, trying not to get wet, not to be stopped by the strong,wicked clouds. It was the kind of night in which you...
Dracula
de Bram Stoker
Chapter 13 - Dr. Seward\'s Diary The funeral was arranged for the next succeeding day, so that Lucy and her mother might be buried together. I attended to all the ghastly formalities, and the urbane...