Another short movie :)

A perfect short movie. 15 mins in total. A nice story a perfect mindset. Enjoy!



I hope I will be able to learn how to say such nice things to people. I'm usually criticizing people :(
But I learned already how to smile much more, than 3-4 years ago. It is something in my hands, and I really try to use it. And if from time to time someone smiles back, isn't that a great feeling?

PS: by the way, the photographer Victoria's dog is called Peti, gave me another huge smile at the end of the movie :)

Dancing

I had a strange feeling the last 2 weeks. A part of the joy in dancing just disappeared. I made some mistakes, but mainly some kind of a spirit was missing, and I didn't know what the problem was. For a while I though the way I'm changing, with more and more experience my style of dancing changes and with it the excitement fades a bit. It was an unpleasant feeling.
The other day I was talking to a new guy about dancing and what I have heard from others, while one particular sentence stuck in my mind. He sad something like this: "When I dance with a woman, there is nothing else on this world except of her. She is the thing that I desire the most, and I want to have her.". So before my last dance class I decided to dance for her and not for myself.
This small change in mindset made me realize in some moments, that I behaved precise: "step, step, step, find your partner, catch her, now direct her to your right, and start again". I wanted to get the perfect movement coordination. After that I told to myself to take more care about the stuff around me. I don't know if this change of thought changed my style of dancing, I just know that somewhere I payed more attention to my partner, I don't know if it was just a small sentiment that overcame me, I definitely want to find out. The fact is, when I cared, I felt more alive, more connected, like I dance with a person, while I was dancing before with a "thing".
I'm deeply sorry for the time I didn't pay attention!

Beeing in the organizating committee (SprinCo 2008 OC)

SprinCo 2008. A conference for the members of AIESEC in the Czech Republic. Last term I was in a lot of OCs mainly as site help. It was always a nice experience, but as I was mainly doing stuff in my AIESEC home country there was missing something.
After a half a year I was doing the job again, and I had a marvelous experience:
- working in a team with strangers, with whom I have built up a great team in a few days from nothing. Here I want to note, that AIESECers for me are never really strangers. There is always at least two things that make me work easier with them - they are full with energy and a goal (even if just a short term one) for which they are eager to fight.
- networking from the finest one. Meeting new people with whom I want to stay in contact with.
- interesting talks
- not enough sleep, cause I felt full of energy (haven't had so much energy in my life... still slept 3 hours/day), and didn't want to miss any opportunity...
- being appreciated, for a good work.
- feeling the spirit of AIESEC

And this all with a lot of fun. I'm not sure if I had such a good experience in my life before. I write down another list of events, so I will not forget:
- meeting an African by accident, who I was with 4 years ago on You!Can
- meeting friends I was doing OC work together
- 60th anniversary, were everything had to be perfect... still don't know why was "Death cab for cutie" played... :P
- singing in the night with unknown people playing the guitar
- OC wins topalky
- understanding how to be happy from my work, while the appreciation goes to my successor
- Ostrava! :)
- Jaromir Nohavice - Jezisek - don't you wanna dance, when you hear this song? A small 30 second vid here.
- Can I abuse you? (Mozem ta zneuzit?) - ezen percben engedd meg nekem e tettet, mellyel kezem testedre tekerem
- Waterpipe
- Saturday night fever - up till 7 am, slept one hour + 1 redbull, and was fit till the end of the conference

Afterwards I feel the need to change myself, to have goals, to miss less things in life by knowing what I want = goal setting session on the go.

Thank you OC SPRINCO, Thank you AIESEC OSTRAVA, Thank you AIESEC CZECH REPUBLIC, Thank you AIESEC.

Beeing torn apart by Richard Bona

14.04.2008 - Richard Bona in PKO, Bratislava, Slovakia. What a concert! (Click here for interview after the concert)

First I was afraid if I wouldn't like the concert after an AIESEC conference I still feel the PCS (post conference syndrome see: http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/AIESEC note uncyclopedia is not a relevant, nor trustworthy source of information! see rather wikipedia!), longing for the great OC team, but the international atmosphere on the stage made me quite fast comfortable in my position as a listener ;)

I always loved the typical African singing voice which is for me so indescribable, and now I had an opportunity to listen to it. Though I heard less from it then I expected, it was still a marvelous event far beyond my expectations. His repertoire listed mainly traditional African songs and I would say Latino type of music.

The problem on the Jazz concerts in Bratislava is mainly that you have to sit. And this concert was definitely for dancing your soul out. That's why I say I was torn apart. Should I enjoy the well positioned tones following each other by solving their mystery or let my body flow with it. I lost to my natural desire very quickly an was hard to handle in my chair, though as usual most of the audience bewared a calm had. But the clapping, screaming, whispering in the background broke through and 30 minutes before the end of the concert the whole place was clapping and singing "sen sen sen"... so much that Mr Bona and his band stopped playing for around 2 minutes and made the audience enjoy themselves.

He is a great entertainer. He put a lot of great jokes in his concert and made us laugh a lot of times. Like "only women over 40 should sing now"... silence ... "oooh, when you are over 40 in Bratislava your finished" :)

He also gave a solo to his percussionist from Colombia, to have a solo. Amazing.

At the end of the concert there was a 3 minute long standing ovation, one song where the audience had to stand, and should dance... but that was already to much for this type of people... anyway the mood was good and after another 3 minutes of clapping it was said to us, that there is going to be no more music. Central European people don't complain after this. Used to the fact, that the end, means the end, and so the people where slowly moving on.

All in all I was moving all the time in my chair, one of the best concerts of my life, hope to have a good Latino party on Friday ;)

Brezno

Sometime during February I was in the Low Tatra's (Malé Tatry) in Slovakia. I was there with a few good friends and enjoyed the weekend a lot, with sleeping, drinking a bit, playing table hockey and table football and singing. The usual stuff, which makes you feel fine and enjoy the company of good people. I don't want to go into detail. Don't think I want to.

What I want to talk about, and I'm sure I will remember for a longer time, is the city Brezno and it's surroundings. The first day I was going by foot for around 12 km's to see a near cave. The nature was beautiful, the weather clear, the roads slippery... The time flew by, and with a good friend to talk to it is always a good experience. Around 1pm, when we started to feel hunger, we stumbled upon a small cheese shop, where traditional Slovak cheeses were sold. Delicious! We bough also "bryndza" (sheep cheese) and "korbaciky" (woven cheese - the best were with onion flavor yam). And then we visited a stalagmite cave near there. (no pictures allowed, only for extra costs of course).

The second day I had a trip to Brezno. One of my friends lives here, so I was very interested in the city. As it is not a big city (you can see the whole city from the near hills) I enjoyed to walk freely and not getting lost a lot ;) As it was such a wonderful day I made a walk near the river, after like an hour I started to get hungry, so I tried to get to the city center. I was thinking what would I say, when somebody would ask me where I'm heading to, and I imagined to reply to a friend who lives in the Hviezdoslavovo street (in every Slovak city there is a street with that name.). For my biggest surprise just a few minutes later I found that street. Theory proven :P

Then my travels continued and with a rather long detour I got into the city center. Nice :) Wanted to eat something, found a pizzeria, at 16:00 they serve every pizza for 90 Skk. Fine... it's 15:00. Let's go around a bit more. Following some older buildings I got to a church and behind it was a road up a hill. I believed I will get a nice picture from the city from up there. I think in this case I was mistaken... at least not with a mobile camera...

The road went right into a graveyard. I felt a pleasing calmness and sadness while I was up there. I was looking around and found a few old graves and sepulchers. It was a beautiful day. I needed to be alone for a while, and this was the best place to do so.

and a nice pizza and a good beer at the end!
Cheers!

Beware of the Thing

Back in the 60's... A small family: mother, father, two children, a grandma, an uncle and a butler. Sounds quite normal, as it is. Though there is some more to mention like a lion, a hand and a dark, spooky surrounding. For those who don't know yet, I'm talk about the Addams Family.

In the last week I found most of the episodes of the original show on the Internet and I am watching it since then. I enjoy the the family members roles, and how they harmonize with each other.
A silly father, Gomez, who seems careless and is focused only on the things he loves, his hobbies, family and mostly his "querida". When near his wife he is easily falling into an almost uncontrollable state of the urge to kiss her.
The strange mother, Morticia. In my eyes a beauty in all means. Black long hair, humorous, full of the will to live with sarcastic and dark remarks. Having control over the family. It's nice to see, that she always has a good word to everybody, and encourages them.
The children being smart and "well mannered", playing with all childish things, like explosives, bats and spiders.
Lurch is someone no one could ignore. Gloomy, quite and still has so much to say with so few words... like grrr...
And uncle Fester. Who is simply crazy. Thing the hand, who never dials a wrong number, is always helpful. Kitty the lion, who doesn't eat human and is afraid when somebody screams at him and the burger eating plant called Cleopatra :)

A beautiful story of outsiders of the society, who in their own misunderstood ways try to be as polite and helpful as they can be. The jokes are always from the same field, and in this age you already know most of them, never the less the atmosphere of the family caught me, and so I will watch all of it. There are just two series anyway ;)

PS: I'm watching the series through veoh.com , if anybody is interested...

How easy life was...

In the last days I was remembered my childhood. I don't believe that I have ever grown up. This is a statement, that has to be clarified. I feel like a child, cause a child searches and enjoys the moment, while for me a grown up plans his/her future and enjoys the process and the success.

A few days ago I had to copy some documents, and at the copy shop there was a child looking at the movie "The Little Engine that Could". He was watching it on the computer, through which they print from USB keys (pen drives). The seller came (most probably mother, not sure), told that he should wait a few seconds, and can watch it again.

Of course he was quite unpleased by her decision, to stop him from his activity... well no one really cared about him, so it was natural to watch what is interesting a bit... And it was also natural for him to complain on the change of his position.

I would have felt in his situation now, like I'm unimportant, and just in the way. A quite unpleasant feeling. So I tried to make him smile. I love the fact how easily you can make children smile just by paying them attention, and so getting their curiosity. So I payed him attention. He looked around, so he saw me. I was looking right into his eyes. He didn't pay much attention at the first seconds, but as I was looking at him still he got slowly curious. After 20 seconds we played hide and seek with eye contact. Hiding the eyes behind the chair between us, and then searching for the eye contact again

This whole game gave me also a feeling of peace, calmness and happiness. The wonder of a simple childish game. He smiled, which made me smile also.

PS: Picture can be freely used, thanks to www.morguefile.com and Mary R. Vogt. Be aware that even a picture has it's copyright, not only music and video! ( original: http://www.morguefile.com/archive/?display=186338& )

Another one down

It's always hard to accept, that something you got used to diminishes. I heard a lot of music on pandora.com, before this happened: http://www.pandora.com/restricted
I loved that station, found some new bands I find to my liking through it, and got never bored of the music. last.fm is a pour alternative, as it happens, that I can choose any kind of music, after a half an hour I get to hip-hop or electronic music. I think they sort the artist to eachother and not the songs... or I don't know... simply it never worked as fine as pandora.

And now my second source of quality media deceased. www.stage6.com a.k.a. stage6.divx.com. I loved that site a mass of high quality movies, from the early 50s, through documentations and animes... and if you were lucky, you could get a glimpse on the newest movies (of course because of the copyright issues they tried to delete the illegal stuff as soon as possible).
Features included high speed download, high quality movies, full screen view, no limit for the file length. And the possibility to save the movie on your hard disk.

Thank you for delivering a whole lot of quality movies. Thank you for the hours of movie, I have been seen because of you. I hope you will be resurrected soon!

Some more info:
http://seekingalpha.com/article/66198-divx-and-stage6-chock-full-of-fail
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stage6

-> As I see in the divx forum, a spark of the spirit lives on... 1 month to wait to see the truth: http://newstage6.com/ <- well a few days after I wrote this post the idea was banned on copyright claims, according to my knowledge. :( Will see what veoh.com has to offer... or some other sites... please give a note, if you know of a good provider

Preparation for summer - Action plan

On Monday I got some great news (though could have been better ones). I will go for a summer internship to Benifaió, Valencia, Spain through IAESTE Slovakia.

I wanted to write down my action plan, but got an e-mail from them (IAESTE), describing what they will need from me to do, to proceed with my application. And even then I just have a very high probability to go... I hate it when it's less then 99.69%...

I was always screaming when I was unsatisfied with something to everyone instead of talking to the person I needed to talk to, as I got used to the fact, that when I need attention usually people don't listen. And as for today I wanted to write onto my blog anyway, so I think I will write down the unpleasant facts around this traineeship, which though will be solved in a few weeks.

What angers me now is:
add 1.) The loosy description of the company, and what kind of work I will do there... This won't be that a big problem, but they would like to have a motivation letter from me, which is in this case I think pretty absurd. Of course, there are no limits for inspiration, if the price is right, which is (live in a different culture, country. The first time I will have the experience I'm so interested in)... And I heard now, that they can cancel my internship if they want to. But I have as usually no real information.
add 2.) The second interesting think is, that they want to get a list of subjects, I have completed in school... also quite absurd as I'm quite sure, that I will get that only in Slovak... so would be quite interested what does guys will do with it.
add 3.) That I didn't know this could happen. The actual information flow from IAESTE was, that I will have to make language test, give some papers after that, and then I will be able to go abroad. This was in November. Since then no information at all. And now I'm surprised. And actually this is what angers me the most. I hate it when something appears, what I'm not prepared for. It simply drives me mad.

On the other hand I have to say, that this gives me a feeling of great pleasure after making the tasks. But usually it took 2-3 hours to get the results of my work. Now it can be weeks. grrr I hate to wait with things that influence me so much and can't do anything about them (and I'm sure there are just a very few ppl, who wouldn't feel the same).

Maybe I'm just comparing to much, as I worked in AIESEC, that has a totally different way of managing these kind of things. Maybe.

On the other hand, please don't get scared by this entry. It is a mood, which will pass away, in my heart I'm excited and more then happy, that I've got this chance. I'm looking forward to it, and want to get as much as I can from it. So all in all, imagine me with a smile on my face ;)

"Emotional security" or when things change

I'm very sad in the last weeks, cause I lost a point I could lean on emotionally. I believe that most of the people have habits they don't give up, because they are used to it and feel secure doing/experiencing them. Such habits, moments can relate to experiencing the same situation for a long time, or just a few moments which carved themselves in our minds. Some of the situations I value: is a shower with hot (not boiling) water on my skin, as I used to go to the thermal baths quite often in my childhood - this brings quite pleasant memories back. Or simply sitting before the computer and hearing music which is in harmony with my feelings. This is more like a dull feeling of comfort. A feeling of something I know and am sure, that nothing can surprise me or hurt me when I do it.

I lost such a secure point in my life this year. After so much talk about climate change and such this year I finally admitted that it can be true. The second sunny warm winter in the south of Slovakia. How sad for me. If you live your whole life with four seasons than you can't really imagine, how could it be without one of them, how could it change. And now it is here. While the spring is still full of the birth of life - bloom, animals appear, the summer is hot as always - giving the feeling of freedom and joy, the autumn amazes me with all its color and gifts I miss the winter. I miss the snow.

The nature died this year also. The trees lost their leaves, the flowers disappeared as most of the birds and animals, but the country didn't disappear before my eyes under a white layer of snow. Except of x-mas and New Years Eve there was no snow or snowing around. I miss the feeling from my childhood, when I made snowballs, enjoyed the falling snowflakes.
I shouldn't romanticize the memories too much. But the though of snow comforted me. And this feeling is missing this year. If I would go into the wiccan believe - though the sun was killed in autumn this year again, his body was never buried. The cycle of life lost from it's beauty.

I want to see real winter in my hometown again.

The Plains - Petőfi Sándor

I have the feeling that most of the people I know from my hometown and surroundings, with whom I was going into grammar and high-school have something in common. We love the place we are living. It is nothing special, I believe most of the people feel the same about their hometown and the places around it.
I won't go deep into the talk about why I feel so, cause it isn't anything you can describe, I rather put here a poem of a Hungarian poet. I won't translate the whole poem, just the phrases I had to learn in school and are still sometimes flying in my mind - cause I feel that way. It's quite a hard text to translate.

1.verse:
What are you for me, grim pine-grove lands,
Wilderness of the Carpathian Mountains
Though I admire you, but I don't love you,
And my thoughts don't wander in your valleys

2.verse:
Down on the plains, flat as the sea,
There I feel at home, there's my world
I'm like an eagle which escaped from his prison
When I see the never ending fields.

3.verse
Then my mind flies up
Above the ground near the clouds,
With the smile of the fields
From the Danube to the Tisza .

Last verse:
You are beautiful, plains, at least beautiful for me!
Here was my cradle slewed, I was born here.
Here should the shroud burrow my face, here
should my grave round up above me.


Az Alföld - Petőfi Sándor

Mit nekem te zordon Kárpátoknak
Fenyvesekkel vadregényes tája!
Tán csodállak, ámde nem szeretlek,
S képzetem hegyvölgyedet nem járja.

Lenn az alföld tengersík vidékin
Ott vagyok honn, ott az én világom;
Börtönébõl szabadúlt sas lelkem,
Ha a rónák végtelenjét látom.

Felröpûlök ekkor gondolatban
Túl a földön felhõk közelébe,
S mosolyogva néz rám a Dunától
A Tiszáig nyúló róna képe.

Délibábos ég alatt kolompol
Kis-Kunságnak száz kövér gulyája;
Deleléskor hosszu gémü kútnál
Széles vályu kettõs ága várja.

Méneseknek nyargaló futása
Zúg a szélben, körmeik dobognak,
S a csikósok kurjantása hallik
S pattogása hangos ostoroknak.

A tanyáknál szellõk lágy ölében
Ringatózik a kalászos búza,
S a smaragdnak eleven szinével
A környéket vígan koszorúzza.

Idejárnak szomszéd nádasokból
A vadlúdak esti szürkületben,
És ijedve kelnek légi útra,
Hogyha a nád a széltõl meglebben.

A tanyákon túl a puszta mélyén
Áll magányos, dõlt kéményü csárda;
Látogatják a szomjas betyárok,
Kecskemétre menvén a vásárra.

A csárdánál törpe nyárfaerdõ
Sárgul a királydinnyés homokban;
Odafészkel a visító vércse,
Gyermekektõl nem háborgatottan.

Ott tenyészik a bús árvalyányhaj
S kék virága a szamárkenyérnek;
Hûs tövéhez déli nap hevében
Megpihenni tarka gyíkok térnek.

Messze, hol az ég a földet éri,
A homályból kék gyümölcsfák orma
Néz, s megettök, mint halvány ködoszlop,
Egy-egy város templomának tornya. –

Szép vagy, alföld, legalább nekem szép!
Itt ringatták bölcsõm, itt születtem.
Itt borúljon rám a szemfödél, itt
Domborodjék a sir is fölöttem.

x-mas present

The last couple of years I used to write poems on x-mas, and send them to friends in short messages(sms). This year I have sent the wrong "version" (0.69) of my x-mas letter, so the poem didn't came to the ppl... and somehow I had a bad mood most propably, cause I wasn't able to do the same in Hungarian and Slovakian... So I will share mz verse here anyway. It is very amateur, as I used to say the though is what counts :)

I used to write in x-mas time
a poem or two for those I like
So I send here with all that's dear
My best wishes for your next year

The sun should shine, the rain should fall
Good people come and bad should go
Smile a lot, enjoy your time
Remember the words: "This life is mine"

And remember too, the wise mans clue:
"Make people happy, it comes back to you!"

Following the trend - Names

I just read an article, that a lot of people from the USA are googling (googling - should be already acknowledged as a word... at least on the google domain, where also this site belongs to) out their own name and information about their friends. So I though I will do the same and googled a bit:

1.) www.peterhajdu.com - according to this site, he was a famous accordion player. Died just in 2006. He was fleeing from Hungary Revolution in 1956 (which was then supressed by the soviets. I used to hear in my hometown, that if at that time the western countries would have answered Hungary's call for freedom, it could have been successful. But that is not the way things used to work in our society, not then and neither after that).

"October 23, 1956, is a day that will live forever in the annals of free men and nations. It was a day of courage, conscience and triumph. No other day since history began has shown more clearly the eternal unquenchability of man's desire to be free, whatever the odds against success, whatever the sacrifice required." - John F. Kennedy, on the first anniversary of the Hungarian Revolution.

On the above mentioned site it is also able to hear some of his music, though it was converted from LPs so the quality is not always good.

Through him I got also to another site: http://web.axelero.hu/nadori2/1045/index.html

A selection of Hungarian music from the 60's (you can here teh actual songs when you click on the numbers) Studio 11 can be heard also today in the Hungarian Radio Statin Kossuth. Illes reunited a few years ago and had a huge success. Metro is told as one of the legends of its time, many of the musicians from Metro then formed afterwards one of (my oppinion) Hungaries best bands of all times - LGT. And the last one Kóos János - if you say to a Hungarian person - Kislány a zongoránál (small girl at the piano) then everyone will know who you mean. This is a different song from him.

2.) The second person is a now living Hungarian TV show host. Though he has never achieved anything I would consider worth to mention.

3.)
http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/P%C3%A9ter_Hajd%C3%BA
hard to understand when it is just so little written down about him + that it is in French... Though seems like a linguistic researcher.
http://www.lib.pte.hu/kulongyujtemenyek/hh-eng.htmFound another link. According to the English article on the university of Pécs he was working mostly on the field of Finno-Ugric relationships and linguistics. This is also a topic near to me, though I enjoy more the science around the coexistence of different nations, religions and cultures.

Between life and death (the consequences of overreacting)

I had a quite interesting week.

On Saturday two weeks ago I woke up in the morning and my right side started to hurt just below the ribs. I didn't pay much attention to it, tough I felt it at every move. I took it as a normal pain, which will last in 3-4 days. The same night I was on a Halloween party with some of my friends. I was trying to be careful. Was a bit afraid of not knowing what it could be.
The night passed, I somehow got home, and the next day when I woke up it was still there. Well the 3-4 day phase is not over, so I won't make a big thing out of it.
Monday it was already annoying at the job. The thing that made me a bit pessimistic was, that the pain was always on the same pitch. And that I couldn't really feel out were it was. It was constant signal of warning. Though I didn't really know about what. The day went buy, I did what I usually do with a growing feeling of being unsafe.
Tuesday was the crucial day. And nothing changed. I was able to do the regular stuff, go to work, to a birthday party and so, but I felt wary. I didn't knew what is causing this.
Wednesday. The day that I said I have a problem. As a friend of my was just operated on his kidney I feared the worst. An operation.
At some point on Thursday I was sure, that I will be operated. I prepared myself mentally and tried to imagine how my state of mind should look like. My thoughts were something like:
"Maybe I will have to change my habits." but mainly: "It is not on me anymore." "I am trusting the doctors. I'm in their hands." And then coming to the point of no regret saying to myself, that there is nothing so important that I would be worry of to loose. Yes, I have a good life. I have friends, family a work. A goal for the next years. But none of them is so strong to really care for when I wouldn't be here.
On Friday I was on the concert on Hiromi my stomach was aching I was lost in toughs and emotions. The biggest question appearing in my mind was how my friends would get a message about the fact, when I would die. I have a lot of people I care for but have no contact with the people who could now about it. In a few seconds I wished during the concert that I would die at the place. It was such a perfect opportunity. But I never meant it seriously. I just like to fix on scenes. Like in movies. And this would have been a great scene, for the movie of my life.
What I also realized during this week was, that I have a mindset that I am invincible, nothing can harm me too much. And that I fear to even think to loose some functionality of my body (hearing, seeing an arm, a finger). I am not able to imagine a feeling of peace in such a state. Though I believe that I will be able to, if something happens to me. I believe I have a strong character, if I have survived so long.
Happy ending was when my father told me it was just a strain...

Going insane

Today I had an unusual experience. I though I was hallucinating. I thought I'm going slowly crazy. But I wouldn't mind, if it would happen this way.
I was sitting in the crowded bus no. 39. people were talking around me and the bus was slowly clattering. Noise smog - I thing this is how modern people call this. And then I felt like an angel was next to me and that nobody is experiencing the same feeling. People were chatting before me, on my right side a girl was sitting calmly and on my right a Walkman was all that is worth to mention. And in this familiar though disturbing surrounding I was hearing snatches of an angel singing. Every few seconds I heard it again. Before me people talking, around me no change. I could not figure out where the voices come from, but was astonished.
After a few minutes of listening to the voice and the people before me I figured out, that the lady next to the window was singing. The experience for me was more than pleasant. It trow me out of everyday troubles and let me fly for a few moments.
I was playing an imagined piano in my head to her voice, till she stopped. I was enjoying the moment till it faded away from my memories. I am sad, that I can't remember.
I have experienced my love to a beautiful woman voice again.

Blue Blood

Also from my fathers and mothers side I had nobles in the family. I don't think it is in any way surprising for the territories of the Hungarian Empire (till 1918), as if I'm not mistaken from the 18. century you could buy here also a rank from the emperor. Though I don't know the origins of my families.

I just wanted to share this, because my grandfather was searching for his origins. He knew from the tales he heard, that originally they were from Croatia. There was one tail, that for a blood transfusion they had to bring here ppl from Croatia to have a similar blood, as the people in their region had no "compatible" blood. He found the family crest in a book, then made a copy of it. I just wanted to share the crest of the Rarovichi (I'm not sure if the name is written right.) family.

...well to and the story, in both families we lost the rank of a noble, as it was given to players, who lost them on cards...

Tiszta szívvel

Tiszta szívvel

Nincsen apám, se anyám,
se istenem, se hazám,
se bölcsôm, se szemfedôm,
se csókom, se szeretôm.

Harmadnapja nem eszek,
se sokat, se keveset.
Húsz esztendôm hatalom,
húsz esztendôm eladom.

Hogyha nem kell senkinek,
hát az ördög veszi meg.
Tiszta szívvel betörök,
ha kell, embert is ölök.

Elfognak és felkötnek,
áldott földdel elfödnek
s halált hozó fû terem
gyönyörûszép szívemen.

1925

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Song of Innocence (With A Pure Heart)

I have no God, I have no land,
no father, nor a mother's hand.
I have no crib or coffin-cover;
I share no kisses, I have no lover.

Three days I have been starving numb
for lack of either feast or crumb.
My strength: I'm twenty, whole and hale,
my twenty years are up for sale.

If no one wants to have a try,
then let the Devil come and buy.
and I will jimmy safe and fence,
kill, too, if need, in innocence.

Upon a noose they swing me high
then in the good soil I will lie --
and tips of poison grasses start
to prick above my splendid heart.

Translated by Anton N. Nyerges, Thomas Kabdebo [& Adam Makkai]

found at: http://homepages.paradise.net.nz/hellyer/attila.html

One of my favourite poems (translation below)

József Attila: Íme, hát megleltem hazámat

Íme, hát megleltem hazámat,
a földet, ahol nevemet
hibátlanul írják fölébem,
ha eltemet, ki eltemet.

E föld befogad, mint a persely.
Mert nem kell (mily sajnálatos!)
a háborúból visszamaradt
húszfilléres, a vashatos.

Sem a vasgyűrű, melybe vésve
a szép szó áll, hogy új világ,
jog, föld. – Törvényünk háborús még
s szebbek az arany karikák.

Egyedül voltam én sokáig.
Majd eljöttek hozzám sokan.
Magad vagy, mondták; bár velük
voltam volna én boldogan.

Így éltem s voltam én hiába,
megállapíthatom magam.
Bolondot játszottak velem
s már halálom is hasztalan.

Mióta éltem, forgószélben
próbáltam állni helyemen.
Nagy nevetség, hogy nem vétettem
többet, mint vétettek nekem.

Szép a tavasz és szép a nyár,
de szebb az ősz s legszebb a tél,
annak, ki tűzhelyet, családot
már végképp másoknak remél.

1937. november 24.

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And So I've Found
My Native Country...

And so I've found my native country,
that soil the gravedigger will frame,
where they who write the words above me
do not for once misspell my name.

This black collection-box receives me
(for no one needs me any more),
this Iron Six that was worth twenty,
this coin left over from the war.

None needs that iron ring inscripted
with sweet words, that the world is new:
rights, land.--Our laws are the leftovers;
now pretty gold rings all pursue.

For many years I had been lonely.
Then many people visited.
I'd have been happy if they'd stayed.
You are alone, was what they said.

And so I lived, useless and empty,
and now I see it all quite plain.
They let me play the fool until
by now even my death's in vain.

All through my life I've tried to weather
the whirlwind that would always blow.
I was more sinned against than sinning,
and it's a laugh that it was so.

Spring, summer, autumn, all are lovely;
but winter's loveliest for one
who hopes for hearth and home and family
only for others, when all's done.

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found at : http://www.hungarianquarterly.com/no149/38.html
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although I would like to stick with the my translation of the last verse, loosing the structure of the verse:
Nice is the spring and nice is the summer
but autumn is nicer and the nicest is the winter,
for who's hopes for a fireplace and a family
Is granted only for others.

Of course the English version is not able to reflect the whole atmosphere of the poem, but it is enough to show what its about.

This is the poem of my favorite write. I don't know why, even in my "early days" when I was less then 10 years old I have remembered some of his poems. His tragedy in life and poetry influenced my life. Now that I think of it, I would rather say that I can interpret my life in his poetry and in a way I believe I understand the tragedy of his life, although I have a completely different one.

The first verse is also very near to me, but most probably from a completly different reason. I am a minority in Slovakia. It is quite normal that Slovaks don't know how to write my name down, as our surnames are traditional Hungarian ones (like Szűcs or Török) when they don't even know the letters... and I have a lot of friends who have it even harder then me. If ppl know how to write donw your name, it means that you are somehow related to them. I think this is for ppl in a minority even more important, then for other ppl.

LGT

After a nice trip to Budapest with some British guys we met in the train, I slowly got to the Sziget. Well, I'm sure it will be a hell of a week there, and would like to be there to, but no money no fun + I'm working during the week. But anyway the concert was awesome, tough with a lot of difficulties...
Basically when we bordered the train to Budapest, it was full. Well not as full as the trains on a Sunday during the school year, but it was full. A lot of people with backpacks were going to the Sziget, most of them speaking English in the train, I just happened to talk to a girl from the Netherlands and then we (I went there with my brother) got a sitting place with 3 guys from Great Britain.
After some side stories we went to the Sziget... got there, check-in went superb, no real waiting time :)
Inside a lot of foreign people. In the evening a lot of parties, good mood, smiling faces, small groups playing guitar (Oasis - Wonderwall) . We went up 14 meters on a tower, and looked around, before me 2 discos, behind a life concert (though amateurs) and drunk happy people cruising around - it was around 2:15 :)

Getting back to the concert. I learned some lessons: don't go with people, who don't have the same mindset, it can spoil a lot, even if you like those ppl... I like to be in the first rows - they don't; I wanted to buy a shirt before the concert to have something remembering me this concert... well I had the feeling at 0:30 that we will miss it... we didn't, but I was quite nervous about that...

About the concert - first the problems, then the things I want to remember:

• 3-5 times happened, that a "bass-wave" was coming from the speakers (I hope you understand what I mean, if not, give a note, I will find it out what it's called)
• A helicopter pissed up one whole song, by cruising above the stage... Though after the song Presser told us to wink at them to go away, but the one guy showing his middle finger in the audience made the difference (to see just one middle finger from around 200 hands is quite acceptable I think)...
• I missed though a stage performance they were promising, it was well, but I saw in my mind a more colorful performance
• Nothing else really bothered me... and this was max 3% of the concert.

So lets get to the thinks worth to mention!!!

• according to the organizers 50.000 people were at that concert
• age of the fans was in average I think 35-40, I believe there was somebody from every generation!
• one of the most interesting instruments I have seen in my life (something between a trumpet and a violin, which you play like a violin...)
• the audience... singing the songs of the classics was great. LGT has been listening to the audience singing one of their whole song, without playing anything - well thats quite luxurious :)
• the improvisation parts were nice, and some new feats, they tried to play Boksz with an electric guitar using a distorter. The monotone parts were quite dull, as it was overlaping all other instrument, but when they started to play the instrumental part as a duo with a normal guitar, it gave a much better sounding, then the original song
  
• the timing - exactly when I said, that there should have been a change into a more powerful song they had played it
• that I knew all the songs and most of the texts also, well I have been listening to them the last month... (and that I couldn't here myself singing, cause it had to be horrible (with my voice...), I have spoiled the night for a few ppl :))
  
• The amazing drum solos at the break, when the band was going down between the ppl (also one of the worst parts of the concert, as I couldn't see them, just on the screen).
• And of course a nice ending, seeing all four musicians behind the piano, singing Szól a rádió (The radio talks), the audience singing with them as the whole last hour and you see and here Presser fighting with his tears...

I had a great time, miss the people I used to go to such concerts with, but thank you for showing me the beauty of them. And looking forward for the next great concert.


...Nagyon jó ez a repülés, ez a távoli ragyogás!
Nagyot bámul a vasutas!
Felszállás, éjszakai vonatozás!
LGT - Éjszakai vonatozás

Music - Portal

Once in a while I browse the net for amateur bands, to listen to their music, and find something new. Till now my favourite site in this way was http://fm4.orf.at/soundpark Here the bands could upload their tracks, and in the first month you are able to download them, and then just to hear them out. Anyway there are some good songs, though not many in a good quality. But I have found some bands I like.

But recently I have found another site. www.garageband.com I listened to the progressive best 40. Well I wasn't much caught by the most of the songs, but it didnn't matter much, as already the second song was incredible. Portal - Insurgent few (life) You can hear the song at http://www.portalband.com

I was amazed. Then looked around at their site, and found out, that they are needing some translators. So I translated their bio (took me ages) into Hungarian. and send it to them. In less then 30 mins I got a reply, that its fine, and the only problem si that they are making now a new site, as the new CDs is comming out. .. well problem is the bat word... opportunity - make a translation of that one, too, and get a goodie package with a CD, stickers and a T-shirt!!! Well thats motivation :)

They also told me that they might come to Slovakia during they Europe tour!!! Would be so happy to see them. :)

And thats the fun in finding amateur bands, which no one knows, and then you are the one, who is a contact person, and get top know them ;) Hell I love it!