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= typo
Anca Anghel Novac
[25.Feb.04 17:41]
"...my jihad, no more dieing"
There is a typo. Please make the correction.
Thank you.

= Event horizon
Diana Pacuraru
[28.Jan.05 23:54]
Event horizon. Evil everywhere. Did you see the movie? I like this poem, I like the title. Tell me, have you ever felt that after reading one of your own poems, they say much more to you than you thought they would say when you wrote them?
= :)
Mihai Barbat
[28.Apr.05 03:27]
no, I didn't see the movie. When I wrote this poem I had just finnished Stephen's Hawking book, A brief history of time. This book was the inspiration for the poem above...and yes, how did you guessed? the final result always amazes me, as If I was in some kind of trance when I wrote it. My mind works in a different mode when I sit down to write, everything collapses inside me and I start a battle with my inner self. I have no idea at all when I begin to write, I just feel the need to. Then when I start working on it, words suddenly come outside...the rest is magic :)

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= typo	Anca Anghel Novac [25.Feb.04 17:41]
"...my jihad, no more dieing" There is a typo. Please make the correction. Thank you.

= Event horizon	Diana Pacuraru [28.Jan.05 23:54]
Event horizon. Evil everywhere. Did you see the movie? I like this poem, I like the title. Tell me, have you ever felt that after reading one of your own poems, they say much more to you than you thought they would say when you wrote them?

= :)	Mihai Barbat [28.Apr.05 03:27]
no, I didn't see the movie. When I wrote this poem I had just finnished Stephen's Hawking book, A brief history of time. This book was the inspiration for the poem above...and yes, how did you guessed? the final result always amazes me, as If I was in some kind of trance when I wrote it. My mind works in a different mode when I sit down to write, everything collapses inside me and I start a battle with my inner self. I have no idea at all when I begin to write, I just feel the need to. Then when I start working on it, words suddenly come outside...the rest is magic :)