Lucas Buzek

Life/lie

2011-03-19T12:31:00.003+01:00

Living the life
Living the lie
All these shadows
Hovering above
Gargoyles on the narrow high roofs
Watching and judging from above
Silent marble faces
With eyes of doom
Glazing from distance
Watching and judging
Every move
Life is different
Down below
Spoils and pleasures
Appealling to the unwise
Unwise
Trying to join in
Trying to blend in
Jealous from within
Wanderer walks the scorched land
Trying to find
the greener side of the white picket fence

Life/lie

2011-03-19T12:31:00.001+01:00

lunar porch

2011-02-15T03:43:00.002+01:00

take the pain away

angel of death

i cannot wait another day

on my journey

to find the better way

on which would move

from the senseless

astray

let me disappear

burn through the night

wild bright flame

on the midnight sky

lunar porch

smoke rises

with the morning

awakening sun

ashes remain on the ground

some soak into the soil

some with fly

where the wind will blow them

on the track

2011-02-15T03:10:00.001+01:00

trapped in waiting

fools

keep rushing in

to catch

steal the treasure

she holding on to

in patience

the longing

for caring

the troubles

she’s enduring

left worried

troubled and thinking

about leaving

this time

she’s living

help is far away

appearing

on the track

but still

not there yet

light

2011-01-14T00:03:00.002+01:00

the light at the end of tunnel

or a dark windy road

where does it take you

what gifts can it hold?

future always seems

brighter than the time

in which you now live

life is endless while you walk

follow your destiny

your inner call

velvet

2011-01-08T03:05:00.002+01:00

clouds rush by

down below the skies

hiding and uncovering

at the same time

stars hidden behind

these giant masses

vapor and dust

covers the velvet

of the night

hidden are these magnets of our

obsessions

our daily lives

and blessed nights

flooded

with these mixed receptions

mast holds steady

all ragged sails

as the winds blow

stronger

gaining pace

cold

2011-01-01T01:29:00.002+01:00

cold

tired of living this life

that's so hard to fill

empty days

lonely nights

you know what

i am talking about

you know what

i meant

with all my actions

every day

weeks months

i stopped counting them

on my hands

every day

before you start to weep

sin and lie

lies

sorrow and pain

no longer we have time

to hold each other

hands

as we cross the great rift

from back them

until today

tears take new form

no longer they leave

just a harmless path

now they are shaped like icicles

cutting their way through the skin

tuck tuck tuck

you tried your luck

warm blood tries to save

the soul

sanctum of mind

before the flesh and bones

nothing ever stops

this tragic show

with heart ripped out and left in the cold

the city

2010-12-28T23:15:00.002+01:00

the city

the concrete jungle

dressed in forty shades of grey

mine it's not the one

that is never sleeping

mine is the one

that had it's day

full of weeping

befallen the dark of the night

had upon it

like a blanket to cover the wounded

all but few wandering drunks rests home

all but few rushing taxis stays home

all but few roaring patrolmen lays home

where to escape from this daily cage

where we have our plastic shed

with our plastic dreams and fancy clothes

alienated

single mind amongst thousands more

prison of your defeat

chamber of your disgrace

shallow grave

walk the tunnel free

vision set to your being

free of disillusion

silent wilderness

2010-12-25T16:51:00.002+01:00

into this raging chaos the mad world

comes the blinding light

beyond the unending gap

shines through

chased by dragons

chased by slayers

weeping daughters

filled with stars

animals of the silent wilderness

into the darkness

born is this starry night

from beyond the shadows

shines golden pair of black holed eyes

piercing the night with their

menacing unblinking look

succubus’ taste filled the room

forget the light and bliss

follow the rift

down

down the abyss

scarlet

2010-12-18T19:34:00.001+01:00

i now walk the road

like i had so many times before

times have changed

so have you

feelings are gone

so are you and i

ever since we departed

you door was closed

for me

yet i walked around it

tried my luck

you left it closed

i stayed in the cold

just before the cherries started to bloom

is when we met are doom

i crawled back to

back to what i knew

climbed the wall

built around you

until my hands

turned scarlet red

that's the moment

i realized

everything was dead

where do we go from here

uncharted lands

2010-12-18T18:19:00.003+01:00

into the darkness quiet and blackness

out of nothing echoes in silence

comes forest and grows

full of tall sky reaching ancient

trees emerald and amber leaves

silent life and wild vividness

these are the witnesses of time

passing by yet standing wide and far

as far my eyes could see nothing else in my vision

just this forest filled with leaves

branches filled with mysteries winds and shadows

with their skinny hands playing tricks and dares

with falling blissful colorful sheds

wrinkled leaf gliding through air

up and down shaking slower each time around

all the way from the bottom to these clawed ends

my small tiny self lost in the midst among these giants

these corduroy needles surrounding me

my small self like nothing amongst the vast universe

to a point

2010-12-09T20:05:00.002+01:00

to a point

the world has slowed to down

to a point when you can actually see it's shape

and on your pale skin with no moisture

can feel the gentle autumn whispering breeze

coming to the palm of your hand

agony and chaos faded away

quiet whisper from around mind's eye

comes closer and become louder

to some a handful distant voices

become clear and so much thoughtful

one stands clear in the million

one and not the one of none

and you know what to do

what to avoid not to crumble down

constant poking on the skull of your mind

tell you what to do

to your own

wake up to your dimming dream

flashing and tumbling through

paired eyes down the tree to its roots

back to the mold

rumble and chatter

widen the apple of the eye had began

blanket closer faster each time again

bright glow fades away

and realities become curled

mystified once clear now

become all but a grain of sand

bell

2010-12-02T18:37:00.001+01:00

i didn’t believed in hell

not until the time you rang your

sweet farewell bell

and said sickened goodbye

and so long

i hate you now

get out of my life

i never want us to meet

never ever i want to see

the corners of you eyes

filled with tears of joy

and merry

now they are only puddles of wrath

and agony

never again i want to hear

the tangy lies coming out

from those scarlet lips

pair of fiery hearts i loved so much to kiss

the world is gone

the word is said

tears are dropped

and falling down now part of a wave

shattered on the cold river’s stones

torrent takes them down the stream

and the scream in the blue

goes unheard

nothing can change back to before

good or bad they cannot be undone

on the way the lizard river takes

rushing fast

curvy horizons

never ending night and day

until it hits the sea

strangers become stranger

angry nameless faces grow silent

beating each other while they are mute

until they are part of wilderness

in her blues

burned

2010-11-24T00:02:00.001+01:00

burned

thousands grains of sand

one following the next

each on their way down

through the bottle’s neck

endless stream all the same

except the first one and the last

they stand apart

marking the beginning and the end

emptied now my cup is

it's been some time

since the last time

separation was so big

no one to fill the days with bliss

spend them all alone

and the nights

feel so cold

when you're not around

keep on waiting

holding on

holding onto

your memory

the one that's been burned

into my mind

burned deep

so i can

never forget you

but now

i am slowly like a snail

getting evicted

out of this scene and my shell

into the burning amber of my personal hell

because you are not around anymore

this empty vacant place

is so hard to maintain on my own

and price I’ve paid was high enough

for me to live like golden monarch

but felt like slave in galleys

on my way across the waves

candle

2010-11-16T03:15:00.000+01:00

candle

one small candle

it's the only thing

keeping me company

at this moonless night

i kept starring at the flickering flame

until it slowly faded away

with last narrowing

fading whip of a smoke

candle burned out

long before it’s service

was truly fulfilled

it's purpose

long before the true meaning

was revealed

now i'm left in the dark

alone

with my lonesome thoughts

can't shake

the past away

for this lonely present

i can't see the future due

that's all around me

the one that surrounds me

night and through day

until the time

the year and day

from which I start to fade away

white bright grows to grey

gravel and dirt

black and darkness

twirl and curl

back to loins

back to twisting roots

fiend or a friend

2010-11-14T23:03:00.001+01:00

fiend or a friend

sunlight inevitably falls and ails

vividness comes to brightest peak and in to the blackness

arms wide open until the end

bloody scarlet wails and soaks

murky covers flow and become silhouettes

clouds once misty now disappear

ghostly shadows now have jagged shapes

all just grows and soars

into the darkness

as it rises from the corner of a dome

which now echoes and calls back

bright now gloomy unearthly sight

filled with howling at times distant

closer now goes

shoot and cuts like hundreds arrow

bursted through this skull and into the soul

nest now ratchet spill and spoils

the silence in the emptiness

free bird

2010-10-24T13:24:00.001+02:00

free bird

young and yearning

you crave for your freedom

breathing space

vast

something to call mine

something to own

endless horizon

a place to soar

float away

drift away with the wind

watch the meadows

bathe in the sun

rays at noon

as they perish

under your wings

passing underneath

watch the blue serpentine rivers

let their torrent take you to the sea

garden full of emerald trees

touch their tops

with your fingertips

as you pass them by

the journey you’re taking

it's not about

the end

life

is not about the

death

living is not about your grave

it's all about the little things

all around us

that you can’t see

the beautiful things

sun beams radiating

through a raindrop

take a deep breath

and enjoy them

reap all that you can

along the way

don't just run

at full speed

run to the finish line

blindly

brick

2010-09-18T20:11:00.000+02:00

what else is

there to gain

you got everything

never owned

pain and suffering

were shown

nothing

belonged

separate

reversed feelings

grew

condensed

the air

became thick

boiled

between

these brick

walls

stones

2010-09-14T22:50:00.000+02:00

no matter

where you are

things you

they will

always

affects you

life is still

water in a pond

mirror

reflecting you

underneath

another life

on it’s own

world

different

to those who

do not know

throw a stone

ripple

one

now a dozen more

one

sudden moment

breaks the stillness

up above

wreaks a havoc

down below

deeper you go

more it shows

reason

2010-09-12T22:54:00.001+02:00

reason

the history

lost in the fever

abandoned

everything

connecting

with past

no threads

unwinding

nothing

reaching out

time for mourning

is it real?

feeling is gone

one and

all them

mourning

what's the reason

trying to find what is missing

the past

what is there for me

to gain

nothing but hurt

is that what’s needed?

come back

relive it

spot on the line

now you're standing

still

undecided

hundreds of thoughts

spinning around you

which

is the way

which

one is the one

anchor

to save you

guide to

reason

guide through

season

perfect hideaway

2010-08-25T03:32:00.000+02:00

the sun is falling

light is fading

time for me to hit the road

road to nowhere

try to find

what has been lost

long time ago

a dark friend joined me along the way

i found myself in a place

i've never been

a perfect hideaway

yet society is reaching in

no matter how far you go

sky above me, reflecting

my soul, my mind

dark sad clouds

heavy

they're about to fall down

cupid's couples along the path

unaware what might come

but hey

at least someone happy

tonight

Disconnected

2010-06-22T13:28:00.002+02:00

is the current state i'm in
a punishment?
a cruel sentence
for all my misbehaving?
for ignoring everybody
when they were in dire need
when they needed my help?
what else could it be?
disconnected
from every soul
unable to blend in
join the rest
join the wave
i am left with everything
all but the feeling
feeling of belonging
i am left wandering
wandering throught
the days and nights
watching the crowds
as they pass me by
all on their way
rushing
towards something
yet standing still
on their way
to them i am nothing
a silent observer

June 2010

2010-06-21T16:25:00.003+02:00

May in SVK - Banova

2010-05-11T18:32:00.001+02:00

May in SVK - Varin, The Dam and everything around

2010-05-08T21:21:00.004+02:00

From 2010-05-07

Road of life

2010-05-03T09:34:00.000+02:00

the road of life is a long one
full of dead ends
and obstacles, whether
they are big or small
man has to face them alone
the only way
the only right way
to ease life's difficulties
is to find someone
a kindred spirit
someone to help in troubled times
someone who will guide
thought the right passage
a friend, a helping hand
someone to grow old with
because life lived in loneliness
is no life at all
it's nothing but time spend
waiting for the angel of death
to come and collect

Fool's dust

2010-04-22T22:46:00.001+02:00

Talk to me
my angel of the night,
even the skies are weary
from bearing so much weight
on their shoulders.
How can we
mortal creatures live
through such desperate times,
help is far away
impossible to reach
in the time given to us.
Don't hold back
the thoughts that run
through your head.
Random moments
are the ones
that make the picture whole.
Say what you got to say
don't hold it inside.
Nothing can go wrong
not yet. But.
Life in us is slowly
fading away,
each breath we take
might be the last,
by the time you realize it,
you're near the end.
the brave ones struggle
struggle for one more ...
are they the fools
or are we?
What's left of us
after we are gone?
Nothing but the dust
on somebody else' foot.
Fight to be more,
fight for life to the death,
morituri te salutant
that's all we are.
Can't beat it.
Yet we still can make
our cross,
make our mark
in history.
Let's be anything
but the dust.

Around London

2010-04-07T01:31:00.003+02:00

Slideshow

Blue eyes

2010-03-29T17:13:00.001+02:00

Hiding behind the blue eyes,
yet they still tell a tale.
One that's sad
full of sorrow.
Pretend we've never met,
lie to yourself,
you know you're good at that.
Try to move on
but you can't,
try to force yourself
but you can't.
So put your mask on
and never let your feelings
the truth be shown.

Dios nos odia a todos

2010-03-29T00:45:00.003+02:00

Someone said that there are two kinds of people.
Those looking for fun...
... and those fleeing to pain.
You have fun, you're enjoying yourself, enjoying the good times, but they don't last and neither are the good memories.
Pain is the thing that lasts, it haunts us. It keeps us going. You're trying to forget the bad past experience, but you can't. If you forget it, you won't learn from it. You need to learn a lesson, teach yourself the hard way, nobody else is going to that for you. Pain. You hurt yourself, physically, by accident or you just had a shitty day. It heals and get a scar. That's your reminder, you say to yourself, Do NOT do this again.
Each time you glance at it, you know what caused it.
But what happens when you get hurt emotionally. Love is a fickle bitch that easily transforms to hate. We live to love. You often hear "Love conquers all", yeah, well it doesn't. Love rarely lasts. It's wonderful thing to love, even better to feel loved. But then comes the reality. You love somebody, but they don't love you back. You try to win the heart but instead you break your own. You try to tape the pieces together. And try again. With each try you lose something, a part of yourself. Each failed attempt is shaping you. Each failed attempt is creating more and more scar tissue. Too bad you can't see your heart, too bad you will never learn. You just grow duller to the idea of love, each time it lays you down. And then you grow dull to the idea of living. You stop living and just exist. Lost existence, on a liquid diet, days at the time. No point in waking up, no point in sleeping. You stop caring. Live just to live, day after day.

Diary of a canadian winter

2010-03-27T22:00:00.003+01:00

Something to cheer you up in the cold winter times, it might be old as the internet itself, but it still good.

December 8

It started to snow. The first real snow of the season and Cat and I took our cocktails and sat for hours by the window watching the huge soft flakes drifting down. So romantic we felt like newlyweds again. I love snow!

December 9

We woke to a beautiful blanket of crystal white snow covering every inch of the landscape. What a fantastic sight! Can there be a more lovely place in the whole World? Moving here was the best idea I've ever had. Shoveled snow for the first time and felt like a kid again. I did both our driveway and the sidewalks. This afternoon the snowplow came along and covered up the sidewalks and closed in the driveway, so I got to shovel again. What a perfect life!

December 12

The sun has melted all our lovely snow. Such a disappointment. My neighbour, Bob, tells me not to worry, we'll definitely have a white Christmas. No snow on Christmas would be awful! Bob says we'll have so much snow by the end of winter, that I'll never want to see snow again. I don't think that's possible! Bob is such a nice man, I'm glad he's our neighbour.

December 14

Snow lovely snow! 8" last night. The temperature dropped to -20. The cold makes everything sparkle so. The wind took my breath away, but I warmed up by shoveling the driveway and sidewalks. This is the life! The snowplow came back this afternoon and buried everything again. I didn't realize I would have to do quite this much shoveling, but I'll certainly get back in shape this way.

December 17

20 inches forecast. Sold my car and bought a 4x4 Blazer. Bought snow tires for Cat's van and 2 extra shovels. Stocked the freezer. Cat wants a wood stove in case the electricity goes out. Ha, I think that's silly. We aren't in Alaska, after all!

December 18

Ice storm this morning. Fell on my butt on the ice in the driveway putting down salt. Hurt like hell. Cat laughed for an hour, which I think was very cruel.

December 21

Still way below freezing, was -31 this morning! Roads are too icy to go anywhere. Electricity was off for 5 hours. I had to pile the blankets on to stay warm. Nothing to do but stare at Cat and try not to irritate her. Guess I should've bought a wood stove, but won't admit it to her. God I hate it when she's right. I can't believe I'm freezing to death in my own living room.

December 23

Electricity's back on, but had another 14" of the damn freezing white stuff last night. More shoveling. Took all day. Damn snowplow came by twice. Tried to find a neighbours kid to shovel, but they said they're too busy playing hockey. I think they're lying. Called the only hardware store around that was open to see about buying a snow blower and they're out. Might have another shipment in March! I think they're lying. Bob says I have to shovel or the city will have it done and bill me. I think he's lying.

December 25

Merry -@!!*$...***- Christmas! Bob was right about a white Christmas because 13 more inches of the white crap fell today snow is packed so hard by snowplow, I broke the shovel. Thought I was having a heart attack. If I ever catch the S.O.B. who drives that snowplow I'll drag him through the snow by his !!@*** and beat him with my broken shovel. I know he hides around the corner and waits for me to finish shoveling and then he comes down the street at a 100 miles an hour and throws snow all over where I've just been! Tonight Cat wanted me to sing Christmas carols with her and the kids and open our presents, but I was too busy watching for the damn snowplow.

December 27

Only 2" of snow today. And it warmed up to 0. The wife wanted me to decorate the front of the house this morning. What is she nuts?!! Why didn't she tell me to do that a month ago? She says she did but I think she's lying.

December 30

10 more inches of the damn white @@!!"** fell today, and it's so cold it probably won't melt till August. Took me 45 minutes to get all dressed up to go out to shovel and then I had to poop. By the time I got undressed, pooped and dressed again, I was too tired to shovel. Tried to hire Bob who has a plow on his truck for the rest of the winter; but he says he's too busy. I think the jerk is lying.

December 31

20 more inches of the damn slop tonight. Snowed in. The idea of shoveling makes my blood boil. I hate the snow! Then the snowplow driver came by asking for a donation and I hit him over the head with my shovel. Cat says I have a bad attitude. I think she's an idiot. If I have to watch "The Sound of Music" on TV one more time, I'm going to stuff her into the microwave.

January 2

Still snowed in. Why the hell did I ever move here? It was all HER idea. She's really getting on my nerves.

January 3

Temperature dropped to -35 and the pipes froze, plumber came after 14 hours of waiting for him, he only charged me $1,400 to replace all my pipes.

January 5

Warmed up to above -20. Still snowed in. The OLD BAG is driving me crazy!!!

January 7

10 more inches. Bob says I have to shovel the roof or it could cave in. That's the silliest thing I ever heard. How dumb does he think I am?

January 10

Roof caved in. I beat up the snow plow driver he is now suing me for a million dollars not only for the beating I gave him but also for trying to shove the broken snow shovel up his butt. Cat went home to her mother. 9" predicted.

January 11

Thats it it's so cold and I have REALLY had enough of damn white @%&*!!. I set fire to what's left of the house. No more shoveling!!!! Yipeeeee

January 12

I feel so good. I just love those little white pills they keep giving me. I am in a nice warm room with soft walls and and.... Why am I tied to the bed? And, and... whats that white stuff floating down from the ceiling? Arhhhhhhhh

Urban Fairytale

2010-03-21T22:35:00.004+01:00

There are countless coming-of-a-age stories but none of them felt so funny, sad and moving at the same time. Sweet fairytale, directorial debut for David Duchovny. House of D.

So the story begins

2010-03-19T18:01:00.006+01:00

Fallen Hero
Battle of elements
War within

Few years ago while i was playing WoW i thought it would be interesting to make a Warcraft movie. But now it's going to be something completely new, my own creation.Spiderweb of ideas and basic storyline that it's finally starting to take shape.

From Lucas Buzek

Just a thought

2010-03-15T00:43:00.001+01:00

Never pass on any chance or opportunity no matter how ludicrous it might be at that moment. We learn from experiences, good or bad. It's what shapes our character, it makes us what we are. Because one day you gonna realize you missed something that could had changed everything but you were too busy doing something else, too busy to reach out and grab it.

The doctor is out.

2010-02-23T00:05:00.003+01:00

Happiness. Happiness is a word for a feeling. Feelings are rarely understood; in a moment they are quickly forgotten and misremembered.

Another hidden jewel in hollywood's age of blockbusters.
One's journey through their pain, grief over loosing somebody, loosing themselves.
Set your mind at the right point, watch it and inspire yourself.
Shrink

Happy V-Day

2010-02-14T21:18:00.003+01:00

Take a look back at all the moments in the past you wished you have done differently.

the past and the future

2010-02-14T02:53:00.001+01:00

without the past
there's no sense of future
whatever happened, happened
you say forget it
but it's written
can't turn the clock back
to what?
the past, the future?
all that we got is here
the present
look outside the window
see that it holds
you can't it's shattered
million pieces
laying dead on the floor
glowing and shining
it's haunting
chasing and hunting you
did i break it or did you
who's there to blame
doesn't really matter now
cross it over
razor sharp, it hurts
it supposed to
feel it, endure it
memories and dreams
they shattered
million pieces

Ups and downs

2010-02-13T16:11:00.000+01:00

once again, calling me
my one and only ethereal friend
roaming the emptiness
eternally
every day, just the same
ups and downs
is this what's left?
all alone.
forces greater than my
imagination
are the ones
that set this all
motion
is true what they say?
that you make your own luck?
you choose your own destiny?
can you tell me
if my dices were rolled so
bad
or is it just me
and my discontent

Up in the air

2010-01-07T12:09:00.002+01:00

I just watched the movie and it struck me. Some things are meant to stand out.

How much does your life weigh? Imagine for a second that you're carrying a backpack. I want you to pack it with all the stuff that you have in your life... you start with the little things. The shelves, the drawers, the knickknacks, then you start adding larger stuff. Clothes, tabletop appliances, lamps, your TV... the backpack should be getting pretty heavy now. You go bigger. Your couch, your car, your home... I want you to stuff it all into that backpack. Now I want you to fill it with people. Start with casual acquaintances, friends of friends, folks around the office... and then you move into the people you trust with your most intimate secrets. Your brothers, your sisters, your children, your parents and finally your husband, your wife, your boyfriend, your girlfriend. You get them into that backpack, feel the weight of that bag. Make no mistake your relationships are the heaviest components in your life. All those negotiations and arguments and secrets, the compromises. The slower we move the faster we die. Make no mistake, moving is living.

the haze

2009-12-12T02:54:00.001+01:00

woke up to a new day
new life
new beginning
hopefully
the mist that blurred my vision
has been lifted
thankfully
falling into the endless pit
realizing you gonna hit the bottom
eventually
stood up high
looking for a way out
gracefully
war is not about who's right
it's about who's left
truthfully
but who's gonna be left
when the battle is within you
when you fighting yourself
painfully

black and blue

2009-11-15T15:02:00.002+01:00

dressed in black, feeling blue,
just another sunny day in london mew,
strong winter winds blowing me away,
pass the bottle have a sip,
grab the reins, forceful grip,
steer the day with your dreams

one way ticket

2009-10-23T12:16:00.002+02:00

i have not been myself
since you left that night
it was just like a dream
turned into a nightmare
how foolish of me
to believe all the lies
yet i still cannot live without them
i believed that if you told them a million times
they will come true
did you ever think
that i was just fooling around with you?
all the chances throughout our lives
ignored
now i just walk alone
road full of bumps and holes
without destination
loathing what has become of me
fearing what is yet to come
i cannot stay here
everywhere i go, every single thing
reminds me of you
neither one of us can forget,
guilt remains, forgiveness comes to mind
but is never said aloud
i waited, hoping it will all pass,
no end in sight,
failure is an option,
can't take it anymore,
only one way out, leave it all
one way ticket out of here

Statnice

2009-08-24T23:31:00.004+02:00

Čakanie

Nervozita

Taky vysoký a uz mal v sebe zopár poharikov

Hrátky s JimmyJib ramenom

stormy weather continues

2009-08-24T20:31:00.004+02:00

... empty words spoken silently
in the howling wind
i knew all along our way
isn't gonna be an ease one
we took the road not taken
into the dark forest
each step took us further
into the unknown
but we were together,
held each other, strong
until you let go
let go of my hand
run away and got lost
by the dancing lights

stormy weather

2009-08-18T22:26:00.001+02:00

what happened to all the dreams
we shared from the day one,
like we knew each other so well,
guess they got lost on high seas,
floated away when you hit the stormy weather,
all our plans got wrecked
or burned away when the fire hit the deck,
all the promises you ever gave
are suddenly forgotten ...

Buried deep

2009-07-24T10:28:00.003+02:00

For years I've been trapped
in a dungeon, buried deep
in a cold dark place
noone could find me there
i was held captive
by my guards
noone there to set me free
noone to help me
chained with cold iron bounds
i started to slowly fade away
....

Sunday's Ramblings

2009-06-28T22:04:00.001+02:00

keep it cool, no stress, life's good.
it's fucked up situation we're in,
but as long we are living
and enjoying every last bit of it
nothing gonna break our spirit,
we're young, we're free.
the world is out there for us
to make it ours shape it to our image,
make it so it fulfills our dreams,
out deepest desires.
never stop believing,
never think that you can't.
keep an open mind and
stay positive.

DIY Jimmy jib camera crane

2009-06-01T16:43:00.002+02:00

The wait is over. After a lot delay and trouble it's finally here.

first test video

few photos

jimmy jib

2009 April

2009-04-07T01:14:00.001+02:00

Memento Mori

2008-12-19T15:22:00.006+01:00

In the world of today, Man is often in the dark, does not recongnize once familiar things. But what happens when the starts to notice the unknown?

V dnešnom svete človek často tápe, nespoznáva známe veci. Čo sa stane ak začne spoznávať neznáme?

And a few bloopers from the shoot.
A zopár nepodarených záberov.

Student Film Festival

2008-12-12T15:51:00.005+01:00

Nultý ročník Festivalu krátkych filmov študentov Žilinskej univerzity.

Ain't that the truth

2008-11-10T21:28:00.007+01:00

I recently came across this webcomic. And i thought i share it with you.

LOL

2008-11-10T14:32:00.003+01:00

Just the fact that people seem to be getting dumber and dumber. You know, I mean we have all this amazing technology and yet computers have turned into basically four figure wank machines. The internet was supposed to set us free, democratize us, but all it's really given us is Howard Dean's aborted candidacy and 24 hour a day access to kiddie porn. People... they don't write anymore, they blog. Instead of talking, they text, no punctuation, no grammar: LOL this and LMFAO that. You know, it just seems to me it's just a bunch of stupid people pseudo-communicating with a bunch of other stupid people at a proto-language that resembles more what cavemen used to speak than the King's English.

Hank Moody

Memento Mori

2008-11-07T01:19:00.001+01:00

llello - a story of a coke dealer

2008-07-13T08:21:00.010+02:00

llello - a story of a coke dealer llello (yayo - spanish for coke)
llello - pribeh dilera

Meet Gingerbread Man, coke dealer. Who's about to experience the worst day in his life.
Zoznamte sa s Pernikom, drogovym dilerom, ktory zazije najhorsi den svojho zivota.

Short/ Crime/ Thriller/ Drama/ Comedy

HQ verzia na stiahnutie
Download HQ version

Poster

Soldiers of mis-fortune

2008-06-22T22:56:00.006+02:00

- skupinka vojakov ma trening v lese
- cez noc stratia kontakt z velitelstvom
- rano ked sa zobudia sa budu citit divne
- rozhodnu sa ukoncia trening a vratia sa na velitelstvo, ale nemozu najst cestu naspat
- nieco ich napadne
- postupne umieraju ako sa snazia branit
- v dialke najdu nejake utocisko, tak sa k nemu budu snazit dostat aj za cenu obeti
- namiesto zachrany ich vsak cakaju iba dalsie problemy

Heroes of Kalimdor

2008-06-21T16:40:00.017+02:00

Nacrt pribehu pre hrany film z prostredia Warcraftu. Ked bude hotovy pribeh, natacanie by malo byt jednoduche. Priserky, chybajuce interiery, exteriery a armady sa dodaju priamo zo samotnej hry WoW Model Viewer.
Nazov je zatial pracovny, pravdepodobne sa zmeni.
Napady a pripomienky piste do comments.

good vs evil

-cely azeroth je pod krutovladou aliancneho krala

-horda sa dozvie o starom artefakte s ktorym by dokazali ukoncit krutovladu
-zacnu davat dokopy bojovnikov schopnych ziskat ten artefakt

-zly kral sa tiez dozvie o tom artefakte (spion)
-zacne zvolavat svojich bojovnikov (generalov) aby pripravili armadu, ktora by mala ziskat artefakt a zabranit tak horde ukoncit jeho vladu

-prvej hordskej skupinke dobrovolnikov to nevyjde, proste boli mlady, chybali im skusenosti a chceli sa akurat predviest (alebo umru pri strete s aliancnou armadou)

-aliancny kral zaroven posiela cast armady na utoky na mesta hordy

-vodca hordy je zufaly, radcovia mu poradia (pripomenu) warlocka na odpocinku, ktory by im pomohol
-vodca najskor odmieta (pre nezhody z minulosti s dotycnym) ale kedze nema inu moznost tak ho necha povolat
-warlock zacne skladat novu skupinu, clenov vybera zo svojich schopnych priatelov ale priberie aj nejaku novu krv
-kratky, rychly ale narocny "vycvik" pre novu krv
-vodca (alebo warlock) bude mat kratky a vystizny prejav do boja a konecne sa vydaju hladat artefakt

-skupinka hordskych hrdinov tiez narazi na aliancnu armadu, ale podari sa im obist ich a predbehnut (mala skupinka dokaze cestovat nepozorovane narozdiel od velkej armady)
-cesta k artefaktu je dlha, skryva mnoho nastrah a priser s ktorymi musia hrdinovia bojovat
-tesne pred najdenim artefaktu ich dostihne aliancna armada a zacne sa nerovny boj armady a malej skupinky hrdinov

llello - a story of a coke dealer

2008-06-21T12:38:00.007+02:00

Moj prvy hrany film. Scenar bol, po 3 tyzdnovom odkladani, hotovy za par hodin. Samotny film natoceny za priblizne 7 hodin. Najdlhsie trvala postprodukcia. Niekolko hodin denne asi tyzden.

Meet Gingerbread Man, coke dealer. Who's about to experience the worst day in his life.
Zoznamte sa s Pernikom, drogovym dilerom, ktory zazije najhorsi den svojho zivota.

Short/ Crime/ Thriller/ Drama/ Comedy

Totally Independent Movie
School project Multimedia technology @ UNIZA.sk

llello - story of a coke dealer

2008-06-07T01:26:00.000+02:00