... Again I walk in the city market building on the Central Square ...I Thinking every possible topics ... Chess pieces on why it is just such a character, the possibility of a visit ... Money, how is the best way to finance my roam ... Armorial bearings - wheels, on the walls and all possible stories, behind the mystical and the ordinary beings ... Is the history in the stories are true? ... What am I gonna to with this knowledge?...
I've already left the building and turned left around the corner. I walk and stare street stones, and thinking where they needed these cheap Polish street stones. Suddenly, thoughts and consciousness will freeze only that remains in mind is a bell ringing glow, I get easy slap from echo that jumps back to the houses how stands behind me. I still move, but step be slower, and shorter. If I already get another wave, which echo disappears in to strong ring ... I shut down unnoticed, and look watch is the direction where thous logs are thrown into the air, I listening. So about seven or eight times, I do not read ... I guessing. They are both plead ... Last ring fades.
I'm ready to continue the movement, when the trumpet begins. The legs do not move, stand as nailed. Featured will be the memories,for me the last musicians hail means to say goodbye to the gone brother. Here, however, this is some kind of invitation, the trumpet be silent, it is difficult to understand how people moving like rays towards the church. I hear the trumpet to restart the next corner.Half of people continue their normal movement, while others add to the momentum of and speed for these rays. Trumpet is barely noticeable. Quick start up of the majority, and soon also ends. I viewed this church for a long time,from it's light-dark suit, and just now I notice the building, and the story what it's narrators. Equally side by side facing the towers are so different. Higher strengths are pointy, the average on the high top a golden crown. Unwittingly get a link piece "The King,"I think about the importance hi is in this game(chess). Second tower is a little shorter with rounded soft forms of "Queen" (Flag), remembers the first pitch of her power. Strange how the clay brick with copper hone overlap, "says a man and a woman's story of creating a balanced world.
I stand motionless in still in place, noisy tourists croups, kidnap two for a moment my attention. I'm back to itself and to understand how lucky I am that I have such an easy opportunity to get part of the thousands of people just ordinary Saturday. nothing special, I dare to say that even the boring. Nothing to encourage the senses, no sex and violence, people just had a round in the form of normal routines.
To say the moves draw my attention to other paving stones, and their breath of cool, I feel the cold on my legs through my boots ... where I can sell those paving stones? :)
Today as usual ...
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Today as usual ...
... if I have a specific aim to get somewhere, I'm always get lost. I walk around for a long time, wildly self-tightening of the brain, either in this life, I've already been on the street somewhere in here?
In addition, after a long walking-Krakow I finally decide to withdraw the card out of my pocket. I examine it on a scout with the city, such as patterns, without going into the streets. where I am actuay standing. I olmoust already have put the card back in to my pocket, if someone dawn my attention to speaking the Polish-language. One could even say i'm stare here, with my large foolish eyes as world miracles. However, this did not seem to bother her, only repeated the story again here considered that I did not hear just as much her said. Then I push same words somehow between here fastest ringing L-like- z : "Ja ne gavarit Polski(I don't speaks Polish)." It would be more like here to give incentives, faster and more talking, but fortunately she takes hands for help.
No problem that I can understand, the finger is shown. So then I stand there like I was lost and led the local girl road where she vant to go. The girl thanked me politely and moved hurry on here's way.
I walk around another two hours before I found a city market where I wanted to buy some vegetables.
Today as usual ...
... if I have a specific aim to get somewhere, I'm always get lost. I walk around for a long time, wildly self-tightening of the brain, either in this life, I've already been on the street somewhere in here?
In addition, after a long walking-Krakow I finally decide to withdraw the card out of my pocket. I examine it on a scout with the city, such as patterns, without going into the streets. where I am actuay standing. I olmoust already have put the card back in to my pocket, if someone dawn my attention to speaking the Polish-language. One could even say i'm stare here, with my large foolish eyes as world miracles. However, this did not seem to bother her, only repeated the story again here considered that I did not hear just as much her said. Then I push same words somehow between here fastest ringing L-like- z : "Ja ne gavarit Polski(I don't speaks Polish)." It would be more like here to give incentives, faster and more talking, but fortunately she takes hands for help.
No problem that I can understand, the finger is shown. So then I stand there like I was lost and led the local girl road where she vant to go. The girl thanked me politely and moved hurry on here's way.
I walk around another two hours before I found a city market where I wanted to buy some vegetables.
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