<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866538465782183749</id><updated>2012-03-06T22:11:53.659-08:00</updated><category term='Justin_ FL'/><title type='text'>fotoğraflarım, şiirlerim ve ben...</title><subtitle type='html'>[ johnsikintisi@gmail.com ]</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsikintisi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsikintisi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cansikintisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13960741945233737406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866538465782183749.post-3010324192490240164</id><published>2012-02-13T21:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T21:43:29.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;[Janet] is tiny, cute, smart. When I say something odd, or try to make her laugh with a corny joke&amp;nbsp;she makes a fist and attempts to&lt;br /&gt;punch me in the stomach but never does. I like her fist and attempted punch move very much.[Lisa]&amp;nbsp;is like a movie star,&amp;nbsp;beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;chain smoker, talks a lot, talks like: you know when you have money you can get away with anything. Think about O.J.&lt;br /&gt;Simpson: HELLLLO?? He got away with murder charges.I like that 'hello'&amp;nbsp;After saying that hello she pauses for a second and&lt;br /&gt;looks at me, knowing that her argument is so strong keeps on talking without waiting any much longer for an affirming nod. I wish&lt;br /&gt;she would talk to me all night.&amp;nbsp;[Susan] smokes like she will have a brand new lung tomorrow, or fear is the only death waiting for her so&lt;br /&gt;she has to smoke fearlessly in order to stay alive. She is always into politics and keeps on saying we should have put Osama Bin Laden&lt;br /&gt;into trial in the U.S.A. She does not eat meat.[Amber] thinks that I should marry&amp;nbsp;her so she can get a greencard, I do not know about&lt;br /&gt;that, but she recycles, cares about the&amp;nbsp;environment, and never misses her yoga classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Florida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;5.23.11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;1:25 am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866538465782183749-4191439688442533954?l=johnsikintisi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/4191439688442533954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/4191439688442533954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsikintisi.blogspot.com/2011/05/janetlisasusanamber.html' title='[Janet][Lisa][Susan][Amber]'/><author><name>cansikintisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13960741945233737406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866538465782183749.post-5221923599856616345</id><published>2011-05-04T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T10:19:28.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hayaller</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;ben geceleri gokyuzune bakip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;bir gun seninle beraber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;olmayi duslerken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;yildizlar kayardi gokyuzunde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;ve gunbegun seninle beraber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;olma ihtimalim azaldikca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;dusunmeye baslardim&lt;br /&gt;ulan bu yildizlar aslinda&lt;br /&gt;seninle beraber olma&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;ihtimalime mi&lt;br /&gt;kaymaktaydi diye....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866538465782183749-5221923599856616345?l=johnsikintisi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/5221923599856616345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/5221923599856616345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsikintisi.blogspot.com/2011/05/hayaller.html' title='hayaller'/><author><name>cansikintisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13960741945233737406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866538465782183749.post-2465078633703732875</id><published>2011-05-04T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T07:53:43.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sana olan askim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;ben simdi ilk harfleri senin adini olusturan misrali siirler yazamam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;ki oyle yazilmis bir siir tavani duvarlariyla ayni renge boyanmis koy muhtarinin evine benzer, benzetemem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;ben simdi seni holuvud filimlerideki gibi de kurtaramam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;ki oyle bir kurtaris, oyle bir kurtarisi sittinsene beceremeyecek &amp;nbsp;izleyecinin uzerinde psikolokjik cokuntuye yol acar, actiramam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;sana olan askimi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;kasaplarin sineklere bir turlu gecit verdirmedigini sandigi boncuk perdeli anti-sinek guvenlik sistemleri benzeri mantikla korumaya calismam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;ya da&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;peygamber orumceklerinin ev sahibinin her sene badanalamaya usendigi koseleri teker teker &amp;nbsp;bulup agini kurduktan sonra yakaladigi&lt;br /&gt;sineklerle yil boyunca bir santim bile yeni bir ag ormeden yolunu nasil buldugunu hamam boceklerine boburlenerek anlattigi gibi es dost&lt;br /&gt;sohbetlerine de &amp;nbsp;malzeme yapmam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;sana &amp;nbsp;olan askimi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;elimin allah vergisi hizla kapatilmasi sonucunda avucumun icinde neye ugradigini sasiran sinek gibi de hapsetmeye calismam...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;sana olan askimi&amp;nbsp;atsam atamam,&amp;nbsp;satsam satamam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;florida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866538465782183749-2465078633703732875?l=johnsikintisi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/2465078633703732875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/2465078633703732875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsikintisi.blogspot.com/2011/05/sana-olan-askim.html' title='sana olan askim...'/><author><name>cansikintisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13960741945233737406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866538465782183749.post-2656906166353930844</id><published>2011-03-10T07:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T07:33:28.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ev hali</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;odanin kenarina firlatilmis kirli coraplarim&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;hasereleri uzak tutar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;banyodaki kosesi kirik camin kenarina yapistirdigim pembe sakiz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;yeni bir cam alma ihtiyacimi ortadan kaldirir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;eski esofmanimdan söktugum sandalyenin ayagina bagladigim ip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;onu daha az sallanir kilar &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;evdeki butun 100luk ampulleri 60lik ampullerle degistirmis olusum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; elektrik faturami kontrol altinda tutar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;apartmanin girisindeki yeni yonetici tarafindan alinmis paspas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; eve getirdigim camurlari yuzde otuz oraninda azaltir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;elektrik supurgesiyle evi temizlerken makinanin icine cektigim karinca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;kendi kendini uzaylilar tarafindan kacirildigina ikna eder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;lavabonun altindaki dirsekte toplanmis killar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;uzerinden akitilmak istenen suya yol vermemek icin elinden gelen killigi yapar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866538465782183749-2656906166353930844?l=johnsikintisi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/2656906166353930844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/2656906166353930844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsikintisi.blogspot.com/2011/03/ev-hali.html' title='ev hali'/><author><name>cansikintisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13960741945233737406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866538465782183749.post-8783753590487819468</id><published>2011-02-28T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T07:27:47.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>itü, ktü , marti ve biz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;yagmurlu olacak gunlerde&amp;nbsp;yagmurun gelecegini &amp;nbsp;haber verirdi meteoroloji yetkilileri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;gunesli olacak gunleri herkes zaten onceden bildigi icini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;kimse meteorologlari iplemezdi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;bazilari ktü, bazilari itü mezunu olan bu meteorologlar arasinda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;elbette bak ben itü mezunuyum yok sen ktü mezunusun gibi muhabbetler gecerdi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;ve ktü mezunu müdür olarak atandiginda itü mezunlari gicik olurlardi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;sanki itü mezunlarinin ktu mezunlarina müdürluk&amp;nbsp;konumunda bir&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;ayricalik verilmesini gerektiren uygulamanin olmasi gerektigini ima edercesine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;ama hayat devam ederdi herseye ragmen&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;besiktas iskelesinde kadikoy vapurlarinin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;kalkisini goren martilarin&amp;nbsp;olasi gok yuzune firlatilmis simitten bir parca yakalamak amaciyla&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;kanat cirptiklari an gibi, her an baska bir ani yakalamaya calisirdi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;ve askta hep boyle bir anin diger bir ana baglandigi anda apansiz gelirdi&amp;nbsp;sacma sapan siirlerin ortasinda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;nerden, kimden, nasil gelirse gelsin ask hep bas koseye gecerdi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;konusmazdi, konusulmak isterdi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;beklemezdi, beklenmek isterdi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;anlatmazdi, anlasilmak isterdi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;ve ask denilinince&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;itü mezunlari da, ktü mezunlari da&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;besiktas iskelesideki martilar da&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;her seyi birakip&amp;nbsp;ona giderlerdi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;bizim gibi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866538465782183749-8783753590487819468?l=johnsikintisi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/8783753590487819468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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altina birakirdik&lt;br /&gt;belki  cok konusmadan birbirimize bakip gulumserdik.&lt;br /&gt;belki cokca konusup birbirimize bakmadan gulumserdik&lt;br /&gt;belki melisa frizbi oynamak isterdi&lt;br /&gt;belki ben yanlislikla denize dogru attigim frizbiyi yakalamak icin kosmaya baslardim&lt;br /&gt;belki melisa kosusumu gorup benden once frizbiye ulasmak icin kosmaya baslardi&lt;br /&gt;belki de ikimizde frizbiye ulasmayi basaramadan gulmekten kumlarin uzerine yigilirdik&lt;br /&gt;belki o anda ellerimiz bir birine degerdi gulumserdik, &lt;br /&gt;gulumsemelerimiz bir birine degerdi daha da cok gulumserdik&lt;br /&gt;belki gunesin yakici sicagindan kacmak icin bir palmiye agacinin golgesine siginirdik&lt;br /&gt;belki gunes battiktan sonra da sahilde kalmaya devam ederdik&lt;br /&gt;belki geceleyin plaji daha az kisiyle paylasmaktan daha da buyuk bir mutluluk duyardik&lt;br /&gt;belki gokyuzunun kararmasiyla belirginlesen yildizlar daha da cok ilgimizi cekerdi,  onlari seyre dalardik&lt;br /&gt;belki ben komik birseyler soylerdim, o gulerdi.&lt;br /&gt;belki o komik birseyler soylerdi, ben gulerdim.&lt;br /&gt;belki melisa uzaylilardan bahsederdi, uzak galaksilerde yasayan, sekiz gozlu,  alti kulakli, yedi kollu ben daha da cok gulerdim.&lt;br /&gt;belki biz uzaylilarla ilgili boyle olur olmaz muhatbetlere dalmisken&lt;br /&gt;uzaylilar gercekten dunyaya saldirirlardi ve butun insanligi esir alirdi, beni ve melisayi sahilde unutup&lt;br /&gt;belki uzaylilar plaji terk etme duygumuzu da beraberlerinde gotururlerdi &lt;br /&gt;belki de biz sahilde unutuldugumuzun farkina varmadan, acikmadan, susamadan, yorulmadan, butun olanlardan habersiz hic bir seyden suphelenmeden  sirt ustu kumlarin uzerine uzanmis yildizlari seyretmeye devam ederdik&lt;br /&gt;belki ben ve melisa bom bos bir dunya ve gokyuzundeki yildizlarla beraber on milyar yil gecirirdik plajda&lt;br /&gt;belki bu on milyar yilin sonunda  uzaylilar butun esir aldigi insanlari geri getirirlerdi dunyaya&lt;br /&gt;belki kimse neler oldugunu anlamaz, herkes normal hayatlarina geri donerdi&lt;br /&gt;belki melisa ile ben de her sey normalesmeye baslayinca  acikmaya, susamaya baslardik&lt;br /&gt;belki melisa hadi gidelim artik  karnim acikti, derdi&lt;br /&gt;belki plajdan ayrildiktan sonra diger insanlarla aramizda farkliliklar oldugunu anlardik&lt;br /&gt;belki milyarca yil plajda gecirmekle melisa ile benim 5 duyumuz 5555* duyuya donusmus olurdu&lt;br /&gt;belki bu yeni 5550** duyumuzla butun olaylari onceden tahmin edebilme yetenegine sahip olurduk&lt;br /&gt;belki siradan insanlar bizi insan ustu ilan ederlerdi&lt;br /&gt;belki bu gucumuzu mal, mulk ve guc eldinmek icin kullanirdik&lt;br /&gt;belki gucumuze guc  eklemek icin ulkeler arasinda savaslar cikarirdik&lt;br /&gt;belki hirsdan daha da coga sahip olmak icin bir birimize savas acardik&lt;br /&gt;belki melisa kendini dogunun hakimi ilan ederdi&lt;br /&gt;belki ben kendimi batinin hakimi ilan ederdim&lt;br /&gt;belki yuz yillarimiz savaslarla gecerdi, binlerce insani oldurup, onbinlerce insani kendimize kole ederdik&lt;br /&gt;belki dunyadan mutlulugun adini silerdik&lt;br /&gt;belki daha sonra melisa da ben de dunyaya getirdigimiz olumlerden pisman olurduk&lt;br /&gt;belki hayatimizin plaja gitmeden once cok daha guzel oldugunu dusunup aglardik gizlice&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;belki de bu yuzden bugun melisa burda degil&lt;br /&gt;ve belki de bu yuzden ben plaja yanliz gidicem…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.9.2010&lt;br /&gt;23:45&lt;br /&gt;ft. lauderdale, Florida&lt;br /&gt;*tahmini olarak.&lt;br /&gt;**5555 - 5 = 5550&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866538465782183749-3050077290492136473?l=johnsikintisi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/3050077290492136473'/><link rel='self' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kTXpGXGPy4/THHcGTsUSiI/AAAAAAAAACM/nVik99WffU8/s72-c/31818_402353593921_746188921_4553336_5379748_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866538465782183749.post-6216131632952257208</id><published>2010-08-21T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:41:09.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madrid/ España</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kTXpGXGPy4/THBH5LXj5XI/AAAAAAAAACE/PIqZtNCtYqI/s1600/15740_213744363921_746188921_3270893_738200_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kTXpGXGPy4/THBH5LXj5XI/AAAAAAAAACE/PIqZtNCtYqI/s320/15740_213744363921_746188921_3270893_738200_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507981391903843698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kTXpGXGPy4/THBH5LXj5XI/AAAAAAAAACE/PIqZtNCtYqI/s72-c/15740_213744363921_746188921_3270893_738200_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866538465782183749.post-9060732106118179082</id><published>2010-04-03T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T02:09:44.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new york</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kTXpGXGPy4/S7cFxtGphUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JIJhSLWhz08/s1600/6730_106138673921_746188921_2290690_3376087_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kTXpGXGPy4/S7cFxtGphUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JIJhSLWhz08/s320/6730_106138673921_746188921_2290690_3376087_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455835825061856578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kTXpGXGPy4/S7cFxtGphUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JIJhSLWhz08/s72-c/6730_106138673921_746188921_2290690_3376087_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866538465782183749.post-951754020058447712</id><published>2010-04-03T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T02:05:19.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cup</title><content type='html'>yelkenli bir gemide yasayacagim.&lt;br /&gt;sabah gun dogarken tepeleme denize: cup. &lt;br /&gt;biraz yuzucem. &lt;br /&gt;bu arada cayin suyu kaynayacak. &lt;br /&gt;hafif bir kahvalti, bolca cay.&lt;br /&gt;sonra zipkinimi alip ogle yemegi icin mutsuz bir baligin mutsuzluguna son verecem.&lt;br /&gt;mutsuzlugu sona ermis olarak sindirim sistemimden gectikten sonra&lt;br /&gt;ertesigun gun dogarken yine tepeleme denize: cup diye atladiktan &lt;br /&gt;sonra tekrar onu ait oldugu yere gonderip ona yeniden mutlu olma sansi taniyacagim.&lt;br /&gt;vaktim olcak bolca dusunmeye ama hic bir sey dusunmeyecegim&lt;br /&gt;dusunupde degistirmek istedigim hicbirsey olmayacak hayatta &lt;br /&gt;geceleri teknenin ustundeki hamakta yildizlari seyrederken hayallere dalmak yerine gulecegim&lt;br /&gt;hayallerin beton binalarda yasayan, &lt;br /&gt;trafikte iki saate anca ise giden insanlara ait oldugunu dusunerek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sikago&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866538465782183749-951754020058447712?l=johnsikintisi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/951754020058447712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/951754020058447712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsikintisi.blogspot.com/2010/04/cup.html' title='cup'/><author><name>cansikintisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13960741945233737406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866538465782183749.post-1362250290097209173</id><published>2010-03-25T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:56:40.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chicago 3/25/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kTXpGXGPy4/S6w8O8QALWI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xU6wP5UaR7U/s1600/26066_377975053921_746188921_3925581_2401747_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kTXpGXGPy4/S6w8O8QALWI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xU6wP5UaR7U/s320/26066_377975053921_746188921_3925581_2401747_n.jpg" 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bilinmeyen dalgalarin gelisinden oncesinde &lt;br /&gt;ne de geldikten sonrasinda,&lt;br /&gt;aglardim&lt;br /&gt;seni dusunup.&lt;br /&gt; acaba seni hic bilmedigimi ve de hic bilemeyecegimi dusundugumden mi&lt;br /&gt;yoksa yanlizliktan, olumden, yarim kalmisliktan korktugumdan mi&lt;br /&gt;agladigimi bilip bilmeden aglardim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chicago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866538465782183749-2621572954869087669?l=johnsikintisi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/2621572954869087669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/2621572954869087669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsikintisi.blogspot.com/2010/03/aglardim.html' title='aglardim'/><author><name>cansikintisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13960741945233737406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866538465782183749.post-66720376604420981</id><published>2008-05-20T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T20:13:38.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tavsan</title><content type='html'>hayat her ne kadar&lt;br /&gt;yavas kaplumbagalarin&lt;br /&gt;hizli tavsanlara&lt;br /&gt;karsi yaris kazanimlariyla&lt;br /&gt;dolu olsa da,&lt;br /&gt;hep bir tavsana ozenti yasamim..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866538465782183749-66720376604420981?l=johnsikintisi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866538465782183749-1323439918273816546?l=johnsikintisi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/1323439918273816546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/1323439918273816546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsikintisi.blogspot.com/2008/02/very-short-science-fiction-poem.html' title='A VERY SHORT SCIENCE FICTION POEM'/><author><name>cansikintisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13960741945233737406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866538465782183749.post-8135572301252939169</id><published>2008-02-27T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T15:44:24.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>descartes</title><content type='html'>the things that come to my mind,&lt;br /&gt;without caring what i wish&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;stay longer than i wish&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;go away as they wish&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;i am nothing but the things in my mind&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;things come to my mind  therefore i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;florida, 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866538465782183749-8135572301252939169?l=johnsikintisi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/8135572301252939169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/8135572301252939169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsikintisi.blogspot.com/2008/02/descartes.html' title='descartes'/><author><name>cansikintisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13960741945233737406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866538465782183749.post-2294105604661483790</id><published>2007-11-01T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T14:48:53.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yeniden</title><content type='html'>Hos geldin dedim kendime,&lt;br /&gt;Hos bulduk demesini beklemeden&lt;br /&gt;Kendi kendimin kendime, &lt;br /&gt;diger kendimce gulumsedim.&lt;br /&gt;gozlerimi yumdum&lt;br /&gt;diger kendimi yok ettim.&lt;br /&gt;konusmadik.&lt;br /&gt;Kendi kendimize nefes aldik.&lt;br /&gt;Gorduklerimiz kendimizceyle&lt;br /&gt;sinirli olsada yine de &lt;br /&gt;kendi kendimizi kendimizce&lt;br /&gt;seyre daldik.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866538465782183749-2294105604661483790?l=johnsikintisi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/2294105604661483790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/2294105604661483790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsikintisi.blogspot.com/2007/11/yeniden.html' title='yeniden'/><author><name>cansikintisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13960741945233737406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866538465782183749.post-5001890874864002979</id><published>2007-09-24T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T14:02:53.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>şiiri bana bırak,&lt;br /&gt;tabanca senin olsun&lt;br /&gt;dedim.&lt;br /&gt;tabancayı aldın,&lt;br /&gt;şiirimi öldürdün.&lt;br /&gt;oysa ki,&lt;br /&gt;ne güzel yaziyordum&lt;br /&gt;bu şiiri ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karaman, 24.9.07&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866538465782183749-5001890874864002979?l=johnsikintisi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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kotuler gibi.&lt;br /&gt;Yani sanki&lt;br /&gt;masumlarin kurtaricisini:&lt;br /&gt;(superman, he-man,ya da&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;batman gibi birini)&lt;br /&gt;Yakalamis&lt;br /&gt;Direge baglamis&lt;br /&gt;dabancayi&lt;br /&gt;Kafasina dayamis&lt;br /&gt;Asil isimin&lt;br /&gt;oldurmek&lt;br /&gt;Degil de&lt;br /&gt;filmi izleyenleri eglendirmek&lt;br /&gt;Oldugunu hic unutmamis sadik&lt;br /&gt;Kotu aktorlerin&lt;br /&gt;Oldurememelerinden onceki&lt;br /&gt;Hic olduremeyeceklerini bilen&lt;br /&gt;gulusleriyle&lt;br /&gt;Guldum…&lt;br /&gt;Ve kendimi kotu&lt;br /&gt;Hissettim, tipki&lt;br /&gt;filimdeki kotu, kotu aktorler gibi…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866538465782183749-4737445876139947466?l=johnsikintisi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;But no matter how close i get to an ant,&lt;br /&gt;i see nothing resembles a human.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866538465782183749-2715330792885691236?l=johnsikintisi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/2715330792885691236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/2715330792885691236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsikintisi.blogspot.com/2007/08/ants.html' title='ants'/><author><name>cansikintisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13960741945233737406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866538465782183749.post-2692462059873593007</id><published>2007-08-24T23:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T23:35:19.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nada</title><content type='html'>I do not know what was the last thing in its mind&lt;br /&gt;When frozen to death&lt;br /&gt;After  accidentally getting trapped in a freezer.&lt;br /&gt;or if it ever had a mind.&lt;br /&gt;I simply do not know about flies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866538465782183749-2692462059873593007?l=johnsikintisi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/2692462059873593007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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blueness.&lt;br /&gt;exhaled back the same blue.&lt;br /&gt;thought in blue.&lt;br /&gt;changed her mind from one blue to another blue.&lt;br /&gt;she could have walked around, but only within the same blue.&lt;br /&gt;"a second later", "not now", "it was before" were time blue.&lt;br /&gt;"over there", "right here", "far away", were distance blue.&lt;br /&gt;her blue conscience's desire to dream beyond blueness was blue.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;when she ate, she ate nothing but blue.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; when she talked, she said nothing but blue.&lt;br /&gt;when she looked, she saw nothing but blue&lt;br /&gt;she was surrounded by blue, though, still, she knew nothing about blue.&lt;br /&gt;what is blue, she thought, when there was nothing but blue?&lt;br /&gt;out of all these blueness how am I supposed to arrive on a non-blue?&lt;br /&gt;sitting under the blue sky all alone all night long&lt;br /&gt;she drank more blue than she was supposed to&lt;br /&gt;still, but, yet, she could not figure out the difference between a blue and a non-blue.&lt;br /&gt;why every thought of her was going back to the same one blue.&lt;br /&gt;once it was blue, was it always blue?&lt;br /&gt;blue, blue, blue… she thought&lt;br /&gt;when she stopped thinking of blue, was it still blue?&lt;br /&gt;she could not stop thinking without thinking of stopping&lt;br /&gt;so she was never be able to learn what was it like when she did not think of any blue.&lt;br /&gt;how would she get out of this blue?&lt;br /&gt;she dug deeper, blue tunnel in the ground got bluer&lt;br /&gt;after a while&lt;br /&gt;she got so busy searching for the blue&lt;br /&gt;she quit eating,&lt;br /&gt;and talking,&lt;br /&gt;and walkin...&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;years later&lt;br /&gt;when she was found more blue than sky blue in her bed&lt;br /&gt;a short handwritten note was found in her hand:&lt;br /&gt;blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;bucktown, chicago.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;25.8.2007&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866538465782183749-3405682575069892599?l=johnsikintisi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/3405682575069892599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/3405682575069892599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsikintisi.blogspot.com/2007/08/blue-she-woke-up-to-blue.html' title='BLUE'/><author><name>cansikintisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13960741945233737406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866538465782183749.post-2436474557453681478</id><published>2007-06-25T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T13:01:03.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.cansikintisi.com&lt;br /&gt;benim hic bitmeyen can sikintisi yazilarimin atolyesi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orhan veli'ye 2:&lt;br /&gt;biyikli kizlari&lt;br /&gt;severim&lt;br /&gt;isci kizlari da&lt;br /&gt;severim&lt;br /&gt;biyikli isci kizlari&lt;br /&gt;is olusun diye&lt;br /&gt;severim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mart, 9 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;yapmaktan cok yapmayi planladigim&lt;br /&gt;taslaklar cenneti hayal dunyam,&lt;br /&gt;beraberimde cehenneme goturecegim&lt;br /&gt;taslaklar cenneti hayal dunyam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subat 2, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;davul ve hayat&lt;br /&gt;Hic bir gidis dogru gidis degil&lt;br /&gt;her ne kadar yakininda da dursan en guzel sesli davulun&lt;br /&gt;uzakta surekli daha hos sesli davullar var&lt;br /&gt;bir davulla diger davul arasinda&lt;br /&gt;kosusturmada gecen hayatsa:&lt;br /&gt;geldigi bi davul&lt;br /&gt;gidecegi bi davul&lt;br /&gt;ve elinde anlamsiz kocaman bi bavul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ocak 13, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.amerika&lt;br /&gt;amerika kitasindayim&lt;br /&gt;Nuyorgda&lt;br /&gt;kotuluklerin&lt;br /&gt;anasindayim,&lt;br /&gt;kotuyum,&lt;br /&gt;anamdan ayriyim.&lt;br /&gt;anasini satiyim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayis 12,2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.ve ben:&lt;br /&gt;uzerine basilasi sabunca yerde boylu boyunca uzanan&lt;br /&gt;hamam boceklerine, hadi hadi yok olun, geliyorlar! dercesine nazlanarak yanan florasan&lt;br /&gt;it gibi kis icin hazirlanirken elektrik supurgesiyle cekilmis ufacik karincan&lt;br /&gt;siradanlik aleminin krallik tacini basinda tasiyan kayip kaptan&lt;br /&gt;misafirlere hos gorunmek icin vitrinden indirilmis taa kibristan gelmis fincan.&lt;br /&gt;bilinmez, bulunmaz, durulmaz, tutulmaz bir deli adam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Mayis 2005 Bronx, NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.bugu&lt;br /&gt;gecmis unutulacak,&lt;br /&gt;hersey hic yasanmamis gibi&lt;br /&gt;soguk bir biranin bugusundan asagi inen&lt;br /&gt;su damlalariyla kaybolacak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Nisan 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.az&lt;br /&gt;keske daha aza sahip olsaydik;&lt;br /&gt;iste o zaman&lt;br /&gt;kibrit kutularindan gemiler yapardik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 Nisan 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;window&lt;br /&gt;If there would be a window here, I would look through it and tell you  all&lt;br /&gt;the possible lies that would come to my mind,&lt;br /&gt;knowing that you would have no possibility of knowing whether&lt;br /&gt;I would be telling the truth or not, of the things that I seem to be&lt;br /&gt;seeing through it, since there is no window here. On the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;maybe there is a window here and the thought behind its non.existence&lt;br /&gt;is the major lie. So to say, your vulnerability to my lies is not a state&lt;br /&gt;that can be controlled by someone other than me. And whom am I being controlled by&lt;br /&gt;is the beginning of another journey.&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think? Is there a window here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08.27.05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Upside Down&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what to do today.&lt;br /&gt;Should I send the rains back to the clouds,&lt;br /&gt;Shovel the snow before it snows?&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;I should just&lt;br /&gt;Kiss before being in love&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;Cry as if never been born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03.24.2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna grow up,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna shrink.&lt;br /&gt;and if I do grow up&lt;br /&gt;I'll need a shrink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08.26.05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.brutal&lt;br /&gt;There are not many things going on in my life. Maybe, there are. Maybe all the meaningless&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been experiencing will lead me to a meaning which I had not thought of coming. It&lt;br /&gt;hurts me seeing myself limited to basics: guilt, success, dignity, love, failure, ambition,&lt;br /&gt;dedication, and happiness. Although it is not possible to reach somewhere,&lt;br /&gt;I keep ignoring it, and blaming myself for not landing on nothing. Life is a brutal game,&lt;br /&gt;everybody suffers in the process and dies at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 Mart 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;"Bitlis cezaevinde tutukluyken komiser Hakan ziyaretime geldi.&lt;br /&gt;Hizbullah içinde yeni bir çatışma başlatmak için örgüte yakınlığıyla&lt;br /&gt;tanınan Gıyasettin Bağlam'ın öldürülmesini kararlaştırdık. Polislerin&lt;br /&gt;cezaevine getirdiği kadınla cinsel ilişkiye girdim. Aynı gün komiser Hakan,&lt;br /&gt;polis Ahmet ve itirafçı Nurettin beni cezaevinden çıkardı. Bana verilen tabanca&lt;br /&gt;ile eylem noktasına gittim. Burada Gıyasettin Bağlam'a 2 el ateş ettim.&lt;br /&gt;Nurettin de 4 el ateş edince adam öldü. Bizi bekleyen polis aracına&lt;br /&gt;binerek Tatvan ilçe çıkışında bekleyen komiser Hakan'a adamı vurduğumu&lt;br /&gt;anlattım. Sonra beni tekrar Bitlis cezaevine teslim ettiler."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Mart 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.nuyorg&lt;br /&gt;hayatimin en garip kor dugumu bu&lt;br /&gt;nuyorgdaki insan iliskileri.&lt;br /&gt;hata bende degil ama derdi benim&lt;br /&gt;icimde corekleniyor.&lt;br /&gt;nefes nefese kaldim kosamamaktan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Mart 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.tekme&lt;br /&gt;dansa basliyorum&lt;br /&gt;bilmenin urkutucu bekleyisinden kacarak...&lt;br /&gt;sorarsan bilgi mi, dans mi diye?&lt;br /&gt;danssiz bilgi olmaz derim,&lt;br /&gt;ama bilgisiz dans olur...&lt;br /&gt;biraz dans etmeli...&lt;br /&gt;eglenmeli..&lt;br /&gt;daha sonra devam etmeli...&lt;br /&gt;sert bi vurus yapcaksam topla&lt;br /&gt;aramdaki mesafeyi acmam gerekir..&lt;br /&gt;topa ne kadar yakinsam&lt;br /&gt;tekmem o kadar gucsuz kaliyor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Eylul 2004, NY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.ruya&lt;br /&gt;yine ruyamin nerde basladigi&lt;br /&gt;nerde bittigi belli degil.&lt;br /&gt;ruyalarima daha iyi bir yonetmen gerek...&lt;br /&gt;beynim kisa metrajli sanatsal ogrenci filmleri&lt;br /&gt;cekmekten bikmis olmali..ben biktim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 Agustos 2004, NY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.oktay'a&lt;br /&gt;tatil guzel&lt;br /&gt;gunluk hayatin sorunlarini&lt;br /&gt;bu gece nerde yaticaz,&lt;br /&gt;cadiri nereye kursak,&lt;br /&gt;simdi yaninda bi hatun olsa,&lt;br /&gt;ulan bu ates koz olmayacak,&lt;br /&gt;surdan da bi resmimi ceksene,&lt;br /&gt;cig eti yedirdin lan bize'ye&lt;br /&gt;biraktikca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 Agustos 2004, New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.ask, carpim tablosu, bitmis piller, falan firt...&lt;br /&gt;her ne kadar iki battaniye birbirini isitsa da&lt;br /&gt;iki bos kova bi yarim kova su etmiyor,&lt;br /&gt;varlikta birlesmek lazim yoklukta degil.&lt;br /&gt;2 carpi 3 gibi sonuc 6 olmali verimli&lt;br /&gt;iliskilerde; 2 eksi 3, 3 eksi 2'den kacinilmali.&lt;br /&gt;1 ler ve de sifirlar vermekten&lt;br /&gt;cok alicilar...ask hala onu merak etmek,&lt;br /&gt;hala anlamsiz parildama gozlerde, hala bir birine&lt;br /&gt;carpan iki cakmak tasi gibi kivilcimlanmak yine&lt;br /&gt;yillar sonra...ask yeni asklara&lt;br /&gt;yol acmali da; guvertesine sikica ayaklarini&lt;br /&gt;bastigin bir gemi olmali ve yeni asklara,&lt;br /&gt;yeni kara parcalarina tasimali,&lt;br /&gt;isigi digerlerini isitmali da aydinlatmali da...&lt;br /&gt;sacma sapan, birden bire, ansizin ortaya cika bilsede,&lt;br /&gt;iki kisinin birbirine ulasmak icin emek verdigi&lt;br /&gt;bilincli bir ugras olmali...&lt;br /&gt;sonuc olarak bizde bu yuksek bilincimizle,&lt;br /&gt;cop bidonlarinin etrafindaki&lt;br /&gt;kedilere tas atan insanlarla aramizdaki mesafemizi&lt;br /&gt;korumamizla, bitmis pilleri normal cop kutularina&lt;br /&gt;atmamakla, parasini vermedigimiz diger filimlere,&lt;br /&gt;parasini verdigimiz filimler biter bitmez girmemekle&lt;br /&gt;aska daha yakin olmaya calismaliyiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 Agustos 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.?&lt;br /&gt;simdi&lt;br /&gt;burdayim.&lt;br /&gt;simdi&lt;br /&gt;ordayim.&lt;br /&gt;simdi&lt;br /&gt;nerdeyim?&lt;br /&gt;belki hep&lt;br /&gt;simdideyim.&lt;br /&gt;ya da belki&lt;br /&gt;ninja falan oldum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Mayis 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.ask?&lt;br /&gt;akilli delilik.&lt;br /&gt;gerekli luzumsuzluk.&lt;br /&gt;anlamli mantiksizlik.&lt;br /&gt;cizgisiz defter.&lt;br /&gt;duraksiz belediye otobusu&lt;br /&gt;mendilsiz hapsuruk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Mayis 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.milliyet gazetesinden&lt;br /&gt;Vali Aslan Yildirim, kizdigi Devlet Tiyatrolari Genel Müdür Yardimcisi&lt;br /&gt;Tamer Levent için "Pis sarhos. Içmis, içmis gelmis. Kokudan yanina&lt;br /&gt;yaklasilmiyor" dedi. Levent'in, Kültür ve Turizm Bakanligi&lt;br /&gt;çelengini Atatürk anitina birlikte koymayi teklif ettigi Yildirim,&lt;br /&gt;"Sizin bakanligin çelengi. Buyrun siz koyun" yanitini verdi.&lt;br /&gt;Trabzon Devlet Tiyatrosu Müdürü Murat Gökçer'i kasteden Yildirim,&lt;br /&gt;"Murat'la koyabilirsiniz" dedi. Sinirlendigi gözlenen Yildirim,&lt;br /&gt;"Hayret bir sey. Ben senin çelengini niye koyacagim" diye söylendi.&lt;br /&gt;Yildirim, Levent'i, "Devletin valisinin yanina nasil geliyorsun.&lt;br /&gt;Ellerini cebinden çikar" diye uyardi. Levent de çikarmayacagini&lt;br /&gt;söyledi. Bunun üzerine Yildirim, Levent'in üzerine dogru birkaç&lt;br /&gt;adim atti. Araya giren Mehmet Öncel Koç, Levent'i uzaklastirdi.&lt;br /&gt;Belediye Baskani Volkan Canalioglu'nun da sakinlestirmeye çalistigi&lt;br /&gt;Yildirim'in, "Içmis içmis, sarhos pis. Gelmis buraya. Ayip be. Genel&lt;br /&gt;Müdür, sarhos. Kokudan yanina yaklasilmiyor" dedigi duyuldu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Mayis 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.var mi?&lt;br /&gt;var mi etrafta soyle guzel bir turkiye kizi,huyu huyuma, suyu suyuma&lt;br /&gt;denk gelecek, sobanin ustunde ayva pisirecek, hergun demledigi cayin&lt;br /&gt;aslinda turist cayi oldugunu hic farketmeyecek, bi parca ekmegin&lt;br /&gt;arasina sikistirdigi beyaz peyniri zeytin yagina banarak yiyecek,&lt;br /&gt;cubuk makarnayi kirmayacak, emaille gelen ekteki dosyalari ne sartla&lt;br /&gt;olursa olsun acmayacak, hep kucuk burjuvaligindan utanacak ama&lt;br /&gt;onsuzda yapamayacak, offsaytin ne oldugunu bi anlatisimda anlayacak,&lt;br /&gt;bayik filimler sevecek, muslum babadan pink floyd'a saniyenin ucte&lt;br /&gt;birinde gecebilecek, balkonda maydonoz yetistirip,kendini dahi ilan&lt;br /&gt;edebilicek,ve gozlerinde anlamsiz bir pariltiyla yillar sonra bile&lt;br /&gt;bana sarilinca kendini guvende hissedebilecek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 Nisan 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.firtina&lt;br /&gt;bir marinada yasiycam... yatimin uzerinde eski sahibinden kalma&lt;br /&gt;iki deniz kizi figuru olacak,burun tarafinda sagli sollu..kedim&lt;br /&gt;coktan bi sandigin icinde saklaniyoken firtinali gunlerde, halatlari&lt;br /&gt;gerginlestirmek icin yagmurlugumu giyip disari cikacam. tutune&lt;br /&gt;basliycam, artik basliyacak yeni bisey bulamadigim icin...yalanima&lt;br /&gt;bir baskasini da inandirsam ilk cocugumuzun adini deniz koycaz...&lt;br /&gt;dogum yatta olacak, doktor abimin eski bir arkadasi.... uc yasinda&lt;br /&gt;yuzmeyi... bes yasinda balik tutmayi ogrenecek Deniz. yedisinden&lt;br /&gt;sonra ise hayati kararacak: okula baslayacak... Deniz 40 yasina&lt;br /&gt;geldiginde butun arada gecen surenin  yedi yasinda sahip olduklarini&lt;br /&gt;geri alma savasimi oldugunu anlayacak..babasi gibi olmaktan gurur&lt;br /&gt;duyacak...babam diycek...uzaklara bakarak...topraktan gelip denize&lt;br /&gt;gidenlerdi...ve deniz, kedisi coktan bi sandigin icinde saklaniyoken&lt;br /&gt;firtinali gunlerde, halatlari gerginlestirmek icin yagmurlugunu&lt;br /&gt;giyip disari cikacak. tutune basliycak, artik basliyacak yeni bisey&lt;br /&gt;bulamadigi icin...yalanina bir baskasini da inandirirsa ilk&lt;br /&gt;cocugunun adini Firtina koyacak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Aralik 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.At Haberleri ..beygir.com'dan&lt;br /&gt;ÜLKÜLÜ: Sag ön kolundaki problem nedeniyle tedaviye alindi.&lt;br /&gt;EARTHQUAKE: Ayagindaki problem nedeniyle geri alindi.&lt;br /&gt;BALTOHAN: Öldü.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 Ekim 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.asma&lt;br /&gt;biseyler soylemek zor cogunlukla ama anlamak zor degil&lt;br /&gt;yasananlari, isimler, yerler farkli olsada insanin&lt;br /&gt;kendini asma cabalarini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 Eylul 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.hayal&lt;br /&gt;yasami ne geriye ne de ileriye goturebiliyorum.&lt;br /&gt;her ikisi arasinda gecen su ani ise&lt;br /&gt;hayal diye nitelendiyorum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Eylul 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.yeniden&lt;br /&gt;Sifirdan herseye yeniden baslamak benimkisi&lt;br /&gt;ama oyle piril piril berrak bir yenilik degil.&lt;br /&gt;Yagmur yaginca temizlenecegini zannediyor&lt;br /&gt;insan ;) sadece uzerimdeki toprak camura donustu su ana kadar.&lt;br /&gt;Hayat yalan bir oyun. Yoruluyorum.&lt;br /&gt;Don Kisot vari kendi yarattigim canavarlara karsi&lt;br /&gt;cesurca savasiyorum. Benim cesur savasimi izleyen digeri aslinda&lt;br /&gt;verdigim savasin sacmaligindan bahsediyor dalga geciyor benimle&lt;br /&gt;eglenmek istiyor. Bense arkami donup yoluma devam etmeye calisiyorum.&lt;br /&gt;Seslerini duyuyorum. Daha guclu ses cikarip onlarin seslerini bastirmaya&lt;br /&gt;calisiyorum.Sonucta kavga kimin dogru yada yanlis oldugundan cikip&lt;br /&gt;kimin daha fazla ses cikardigina variyor bende yeniden cocuk olmak istiyorum.&lt;br /&gt;Yalan soyleyemiyorum cunku surekli hesap verdigim bir&lt;br /&gt;kendim var. Kendi inanmadigim yalan yavan geliyor dogruya siginiyorum.&lt;br /&gt;Bazen disimdaki gurultuyu artirarak bazen azaltarak kendimi dinlemeye calisyorum.&lt;br /&gt;Ne oldugumdan cok nereye ait oldugum uzerinde dusunmeye calisiyorum.&lt;br /&gt;Eger bir mor renksem sis bir gozun uzerinde durmaktan gocunmuyorum,&lt;br /&gt;kirmiziysam ise bir sen kahkahayi susleyen dudaktan yana tercihimi kulaniyorum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Agustos 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.bush&lt;br /&gt;hersey&lt;br /&gt;bush'u&lt;br /&gt;bush'una&lt;br /&gt;yasamakta&lt;br /&gt;olmekte&lt;br /&gt;hersey&lt;br /&gt;bush'u&lt;br /&gt;bush'una&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Agustos 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.sersem&lt;br /&gt;sersem diyorum&lt;br /&gt;kendi kendime&lt;br /&gt;soyle saglam&lt;br /&gt;bir yumrukla&lt;br /&gt;sersem diyorum&lt;br /&gt;kendi kendimi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Agustos 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.corap&lt;br /&gt;corabimi sattim&lt;br /&gt;100 dolara.&lt;br /&gt;satildi corap&lt;br /&gt;100 dolara.&lt;br /&gt;belki kokladi&lt;br /&gt;belki koklamadi&lt;br /&gt;corabimi sattim&lt;br /&gt;100 dolara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Agustos 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.hemoroid&lt;br /&gt;bakarsan bok olur,&lt;br /&gt;bakmazsan bok(!) olur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Haziran 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.ana&lt;br /&gt;deniz anasi&lt;br /&gt;deniz kizi&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;anasina bak kizini al?&lt;br /&gt;.yalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 Mayis 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Temizlik:&lt;br /&gt;Pislikten geriye kalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Nisan 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.saman&lt;br /&gt;saklama samani&lt;br /&gt;yerini hatirlayamazsan&lt;br /&gt;ac kalirsin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Mart 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;../.&lt;br /&gt;Savas:&lt;br /&gt;basladi&lt;br /&gt;baslamisti&lt;br /&gt;devam etti&lt;br /&gt;devam edecekti&lt;br /&gt;sona ermedi&lt;br /&gt;sona ermeyecekti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 Mart 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.don&lt;br /&gt;bugun, pratikte cosumsuz gibi gozuken "ne kadar sallarsan&lt;br /&gt;salla dona duser en son damla" probleminin don giymemek&lt;br /&gt;gibi basit bir uygulamayla cozulebilecegini dusundum.&lt;br /&gt;Daha sonra bunu dusunmek icin o kadar cok dusunup&lt;br /&gt;dusunmedigimi dusunmusum ki dusuncelerim donmus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Mart 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.ayni&lt;br /&gt;hep&lt;br /&gt;bir&lt;br /&gt;aynilik&lt;br /&gt;icinde&lt;br /&gt;ayni&lt;br /&gt;olmayan&lt;br /&gt;bir&lt;br /&gt;seyi&lt;br /&gt;arama&lt;br /&gt;ayniligi&lt;br /&gt;yasamimiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Mart 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.sevgili&lt;br /&gt;Bugun sevgililer gunu, butun sevgililerimi aliyorum ikiyle&lt;br /&gt;carpiyorum sonucun karesiyle bir kibrit alevinin verdigi sicakligi&lt;br /&gt;karsilastiriyorum, hayranlikla kibritin ne kadarda sicak oldugunu farkedip,&lt;br /&gt;alev parmak uclarima ulasmadan kibriti yercekimiyle bas basa&lt;br /&gt;birakiyorum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 Subat 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.ayaklarim&lt;br /&gt;zor bir gunun ardindan; ellerim her ne kadar kaba ve hantal&lt;br /&gt;olsa da, ayaklarim olasi bir su kesilmesini tahmin edermiscesine,&lt;br /&gt;parmaklarimin arasinda su depolayacak kadar dusuncelidir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Subat 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.mum&lt;br /&gt;devlerin ulkesinde dogum gunu pastalarinin uzerine konulan&lt;br /&gt;mum acaba bizim evde elektrikler kesildiginde mutfaktan&lt;br /&gt;getirilen kibritle yakilan mumla ayni boyda midir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Subat 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.sen&lt;br /&gt;sen yeter ki&lt;br /&gt;gul, gulumse&lt;br /&gt;ben zaten hep&lt;br /&gt;menekse, meneksemse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 subat 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.caykovski&lt;br /&gt;Savas, savas nerdesin ? Buradayim diyorsun, zaten hic gitmemistim ki!&lt;br /&gt;Gitmediginini ben de biliyorum ama neden biraz olsun sikilarak&lt;br /&gt;sorularima cevap vermedigini dusunuyorum. Sorularim cevaplarimin zorunlu&lt;br /&gt;itici gucu olmaktan coktan ciktilar zaten. Ben burada dusunce okyanusunun derin&lt;br /&gt;sularinda ufacik teknemde olasi bir alaborada bogulma ihtimali icinde&lt;br /&gt;bogulurken, sen karada butun gucunle savas gemileri insaa etmeye calisiyorsun.&lt;br /&gt;Savas, savas nerdesin, diyorum.Burada tam, egemen olma duygunla, kendine olan&lt;br /&gt;hakimiyetsizliginin arasindayim diyorsun. Seni icimdem atmak istiyorum ama sana&lt;br /&gt;donusmek de istemiyorum. Ya cocuklar diyorum, duymuyorsun. Oldurmeyi sen&lt;br /&gt;de sevmiyorusun. Yasamak diyorum, yarin diyorum aldirmiyorsun. Bende&lt;br /&gt;basiyorum kufru anana avradina, gelmisine gecmisine, soyuna sopuna. Gotsun oglum&lt;br /&gt;sen diyorum, gotsun got. Kahkahalarla guluyorum. Yagmur yagiyor, gunes aciyor,&lt;br /&gt;cay iciyorum iki sekerli ve bu sefer daha bir bilincli daha bir ustaliklar&lt;br /&gt;kufrediyorum olumun, savasin, savas yalakalarin, topunun ecdadina, ama cayimi&lt;br /&gt;sogutmuyorum, elimi ince beline dolayip sicacik onu icime cekiyorum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Aralik 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.kar&lt;br /&gt;KARI dusunuyorum,&lt;br /&gt;sexe olan duskunlugumden degil&lt;br /&gt;beyaza olan hasretimden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Aralik 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.bunalim&lt;br /&gt;eger evde televizyonun yoksa gazetedeki haberleri sesli olarak aynaya&lt;br /&gt;okursan, ertesi gun: "Haberleri izledin mi?" diyenlere izledim dersen&lt;br /&gt;yalanci mi olursun? Yalancinin elektrik faturalarin&lt;br /&gt;odenmeyeceginin dusunuldugu icin mi aboneligi baslatilmamis,&lt;br /&gt;yoksa mumun belli bir sure sonra soneceginin&lt;br /&gt;yalancilikla alakandirilmasi ozdeyisinde kendisine&lt;br /&gt;pay cikarmak isteyen birileri mi var?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 Kasim 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.arzu'ya&lt;br /&gt;hayat ilerlemesi ve&lt;br /&gt;gerilemesi olmayan&lt;br /&gt;calkalanan birsey, hep&lt;br /&gt;agir basan sey&lt;br /&gt;herseye ragmen kendinde&lt;br /&gt;odaklanan bencil&lt;br /&gt;bir sey yasamak&lt;br /&gt;sevdiginde, sevemeyebilen,&lt;br /&gt;kustugunde, seninle&lt;br /&gt;kosulabilen bisey yasamak&lt;br /&gt;nice mutluluklara liseli kiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 Kasim 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.yine ne sictin!&lt;br /&gt;Yazmakla sicmak arasinda her hangi bir fark yok.&lt;br /&gt;Her ikisinde de vucudunun disina cikip yine vucuduana&lt;br /&gt;ait bir seyler buluyorsun.Yani bi sekilde varligini var&lt;br /&gt;ettigin seyde gorup kendini onaylatiyorsun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Kasim 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.sarki sozu&lt;br /&gt;saydam degil goz kapaklarim&lt;br /&gt;bana yanlis yapani tokatlarim&lt;br /&gt;kafasini bacagini kirip da sakatlarim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seni yanlis anlayan&lt;br /&gt;kemerini ters baglayan&lt;br /&gt;her gidene  aglayan&lt;br /&gt;umudu bitince denize atlayan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saydam degil goz kapaklarim&lt;br /&gt;bana yanlis yapani tokatlarim&lt;br /&gt;kafasini bacagini kirip da sakatlarim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sen yoksun&lt;br /&gt;cocuk bir bakkala kossun&lt;br /&gt;aklima gelmisken&lt;br /&gt;aslinda sen bir topsun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saydam degil goz kapaklarim&lt;br /&gt;bana yanlis yapani tokatlarim&lt;br /&gt;kafasini bacagini kirip da sakatlarim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Kasim 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.mudur&lt;br /&gt;Aslan yattigi yerden belli olur derler ama yalan&lt;br /&gt;soylerler.. cunku bizim bildigimiz aslanlar afrikanin&lt;br /&gt;ucsuz bucaksiz bozkirlarinda muhtemel bir tatsiz&lt;br /&gt;anlasmayi engellemek, muhutini kontrol etmek,yanlis yapan&lt;br /&gt;delikanlilari hak ettigi olcude uyarmak,huzurlu bir&lt;br /&gt;ortam yaratmak maksatiyla oyle alalade bir toprak&lt;br /&gt;parcasinin uzerinde sezsiz sakin yatarlar.Yani bu&lt;br /&gt;garibin yattigi yerde herhangi bir numara yoktur.&lt;br /&gt;Onun aslanligi yuregindedir, ama gel gor ki bizim&lt;br /&gt;atalarimiz laf olsun torba dolsun diye yazmislar&lt;br /&gt;yazistirmislar, aslan yattigi yerden belli olur,&lt;br /&gt;bok belli olur. Neyse onlara da fazla yuklenmemek&lt;br /&gt;gerekir o zaman televizyon nerde ,aslanli belgeseller&lt;br /&gt;nerde! simdi basiyon dugmeye ceylan,antilop,saksagan&lt;br /&gt;ve bilimum hayvan turu gozunun onunde. nerden esti bu&lt;br /&gt;aslan geyigi derseniz sutten agzi yanan yogurdu ufleyerek&lt;br /&gt;yer misali, benim asil derdim bizim lise muduru ve onun&lt;br /&gt;meshur istiklal marsi oncesi nutuklariyla ''Yok ders&lt;br /&gt;cikislarindan sonra siralari daginik&lt;br /&gt;birakiyormusuzda tuvaletleri bulmak istedigimiz gibi&lt;br /&gt;birakmaliymisizda yok yerlere cop atiyormusuzda kola&lt;br /&gt;siselerini tuvallete bulunuyormusta&lt;br /&gt;(sana girisin o siseler!) virvirda... zirzir...&lt;br /&gt;ossurugundan korkan adam bize gelince dayi&lt;br /&gt;kesiliyo..ve beni deli eden lafiyla konusmayi&lt;br /&gt;bitiriyor .Aslan yattigi yerden belli&lt;br /&gt;olur!!! sizden aslan bile olmaz sizden birak&lt;br /&gt;aslani hicbirsey olmaz siz adam degilsiniz adam&lt;br /&gt;dediginin laftan anlar Insan kendine laf soyletmez,&lt;br /&gt;hepiniz asalaksiniz.'' Valla okul degil sinir harbi!&lt;br /&gt;Takdiri size mi, yoksa ayrilikci ETA orgutune mi,&lt;br /&gt;biraksam bilemiyorum... Eminim Lafonten hayvanlarin da&lt;br /&gt;konusabilecegi fikrine ilk kez lise mudurunu dinlerken&lt;br /&gt;kapilmisti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 Eylul 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.kelimeler&lt;br /&gt;Asagidaki 'kelimeler'i BEN yazdim(sayfadaki diger butun&lt;br /&gt;yazilar gibi!). siz hosunuza gidenleri alip kendininizmis gibi kullanabilir,&lt;br /&gt;satabilir, faize yatirabilirsiniz!sevmediginiz bolumleri de&lt;br /&gt;degistirebilirsiniz. ama arada bir mail atmayi unutmayin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.T.C. ne demek? .T.azmanya C.anavari&lt;br /&gt;.Bukalemun? ulan undan kalem mi olur!&lt;br /&gt;.Dun japon yapistiricisi aldim yapistiracak japon&lt;br /&gt;bulamayinca ben de iki fransiz&lt;br /&gt;yapistirdim. Nasil iyi yapmisim di mi?&lt;br /&gt;.Bakarsan bag olur...ayakkabini baglarsin. YADA bakma lan,&lt;br /&gt;sana bag&lt;br /&gt;olmak istemiyorum.&lt;br /&gt;.Bugun benim yas gunum, bi dakka hemen kurulanip geliyorum&lt;br /&gt;.Amerikada darbe tehlikesi varmis bunun icn "b"lerin rejim&lt;br /&gt;yapmalari yasaklanmis.&lt;br /&gt;.Arilar vizzzz demezler kanatlarini cok hizli ,acip&lt;br /&gt;kapadiklari icin viz diye bir ses&lt;br /&gt;cikarirlar&lt;br /&gt;.Kirmizi baslikli kiz'in kardesinin adi nukleer baslikli&lt;br /&gt;kiz'mis bayagi matrak bi aile yani...&lt;br /&gt;.Kizim olursa adini mehTab ,oglum olursa adini Ctrl+Tab&lt;br /&gt;koyucam.&lt;br /&gt;.Sakla samani, en azindan bi is yapmis olursun&lt;br /&gt;.1 mumdur,2 mumdur,3 mumdur eee.. 4 de mumsa butun matematik&lt;br /&gt;kurallari altust olur.&lt;br /&gt;.Bir berber bir berbere.... zerinde kil var demis.&lt;br /&gt;.Hava cok yagmurluydu sudan cikmis baliga dondum :"Niye&lt;br /&gt;sudan cktin ki, burada&lt;br /&gt;da her yer su orada da."dedim.Balik orali bile olmadi.&lt;br /&gt;.Bir elin NEsi var,iki elin NENEsi var.Aaaa NENE sen mi&lt;br /&gt;geldin?&lt;br /&gt;.Et yemeyen insana ne denir? .Bari corba icseydin...&lt;br /&gt;.Kel bir adamin etrafinda ucsan 'kelebekler' aslinda&lt;br /&gt;'kelibekler'dir&lt;br /&gt;.Bir varmissss, bir yokmusss, noterler olay hakkinda yorum&lt;br /&gt;yapmaktan kacinmislar.&lt;br /&gt;.Bir kulunu cok sevdim, digeriyle pinpon oynadim, biriyle&lt;br /&gt;icik, biriyle&lt;br /&gt;de kardes olduk en son da birinden fazla biletini aldim,&lt;br /&gt;sagolasin.&lt;br /&gt;.Ayiya senin neden boynun egri demisler sonra ay pardon sen&lt;br /&gt;o degilsin de&lt;br /&gt;mi diye ozurdilemisler, ayi da affetmis mr boyu mutlu bir&lt;br /&gt;hayat surmusler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Eylul 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.gurultu&lt;br /&gt;cogu zaman,&lt;br /&gt;icimdeki gurultuden&lt;br /&gt;disimdaki&lt;br /&gt;sesizligi duyamiyorum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 Ekim 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.mektup&lt;br /&gt;bosver beni,&lt;br /&gt;sen kendine iyi bak yeter.&lt;br /&gt;sogukta ustunu sIkI giy&lt;br /&gt;baktin gucten dustun&lt;br /&gt;balli cay ic,limon koy icine ferahlatir&lt;br /&gt;belki.&lt;br /&gt;beni bosver sen,&lt;br /&gt;ben hala kayiplar&lt;br /&gt;ulkesinde senin limanina ugramasi&lt;br /&gt;mumkun hayali gemileri aramaktayim.&lt;br /&gt;seni sevdigimi soylesem inanmazsin belki&lt;br /&gt;ama sevgi herzaman butun gucunle sevdigini haykirmak degil&lt;br /&gt;bazen tum caresizliginde onun sessizligini duymaya&lt;br /&gt;calismaktir.&lt;br /&gt;umarim benim sessizligimi duyabilceksin yakinda.&lt;br /&gt;sevgiler,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 Ekim 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.kim&lt;br /&gt;biraz&lt;br /&gt;karamsarim,&lt;br /&gt;huzunluyum,&lt;br /&gt;deliyim.&lt;br /&gt;varligimla,&lt;br /&gt;varliklarla&lt;br /&gt;dalga gecerim.&lt;br /&gt;baska vucutlarda yasar,&lt;br /&gt;kendi vucudumda&lt;br /&gt;aci cekerim.&lt;br /&gt;donup dolasip&lt;br /&gt;hep ayni yere gelirim.&lt;br /&gt;bikmam olumum olur,&lt;br /&gt;hep denerim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Ekim 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.yagmur&lt;br /&gt;Uc gundur yagmur yagiyordu.&lt;br /&gt;Kazagimi giymem gerektigi icin giydim&lt;br /&gt;kabimi elime aldim  ve ait oldugu yere ayaklarima gecirdim.&lt;br /&gt;Kapi kendiliginden kapanmadi ben kapattim.&lt;br /&gt;Basamaklar uzerindekilerin benim ayaklarim&lt;br /&gt;Oldugunu anlayamadan cadde seviyesine indim&lt;br /&gt;Yagmur devam etti ben islanmadim&lt;br /&gt;Semsiye islandi.&lt;br /&gt;Semsiylere vadet edilen cennette hep havalarin&lt;br /&gt;Gunesli olacagi olasigi&lt;br /&gt;Beni guldurmedi..&lt;br /&gt;Artik havalarinda suyu cikti diye&lt;br /&gt;Dusundum. Biraz sinirli, biraz ofkeli&lt;br /&gt;Sudan cikmis baliga dondum&lt;br /&gt;neden sudan ciktigini sordum&lt;br /&gt;orali bile olmadi.&lt;br /&gt;gazeteyi koltugumun altina sikistirmaya calistim&lt;br /&gt;birden kayip gozluklerim ilisti ellerime&lt;br /&gt;koltugun altindaymis dedim kendi kendime&lt;br /&gt;Uc gundur yagmur yagiyordu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 Ekim 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.soru&lt;br /&gt;yuzunuzun uzerindeki killari su , sabun ve jilet  sayesinde&lt;br /&gt;lavabodan foseptik&lt;br /&gt;cukuruna gondermeye ne denir? Bu tur eylemleri kimler&lt;br /&gt;gerceklestir? Sizce bu tur&lt;br /&gt;eylemlerin topluma faydasi nedir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 EyLUL 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.problem&lt;br /&gt;eger yuzunuzu yikarken sol isaret parmaginiz yanlislikla&lt;br /&gt;burnunuza giriyorsa elinizle burnunuza yaptiginiz acida bir problem var&lt;br /&gt;demektir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 EyLUL 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.sinek&lt;br /&gt;Nedir ne degildir demeyin sinek deyip geceyin&lt;br /&gt;Bir saniyenizi ayirip abilerim ablalarim Gozlerinizi&lt;br /&gt;benden yana eyleyin; cesit cesit boylarda enlerde kilolarda&lt;br /&gt;allahin takdir ettigi nice nice ebatlarda yaratilmislardir&lt;br /&gt;sinekler; kimi sarhostur yanar doner ampullerin&lt;br /&gt;cevresinde,kimi bilmem hangi corbanin icinde, kimi enduluslu alimleri bile&lt;br /&gt;korkutan deneylerde,kimi nice kaliteli boklarin toprak anayla kavusma&lt;br /&gt;torenlerinde, kimi yeni sunnet olmus cocuklarin pipisinde,kimi mubarek&lt;br /&gt;kurban derilerinde, kimi copluklerde kimi senle, kimi benle, ama mutlaka yasamla&lt;br /&gt;icice ne bir onde ne de arkada yasama kendini safca bir adayisla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 EyLUL 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.roportaj&lt;br /&gt;Cansikintisikom'la yapilan A.A. ajansindan&lt;br /&gt;alintiladigimiz roportaj :&lt;br /&gt;.AA:&lt;br /&gt;.Isterseniz konuya boyle bir web sayfasi&lt;br /&gt;yayinlama fikrinin nereden geldigiyle baslayalim?&lt;br /&gt;.cansikintisi.com:&lt;br /&gt;.Uzaklardan geldi kalicak yeri yokmus&lt;br /&gt;koyunu mu ne yakmislar.. Benim de icim acidi&lt;br /&gt;aldim onu web sayfasi yaptim&lt;br /&gt;.AA:&lt;br /&gt;.Aaa ne ilginciniz;hem yardimsever hem yaratici,&lt;br /&gt;ama boyle durumlar da ilk once jandarmaya haber verilmesi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gerektigini bilmiyor musunuz?&lt;br /&gt;.cansikintisi.com:&lt;br /&gt;.Sen git jandarmaya haber ver de hayatini onla bunla&lt;br /&gt;roportaj yapmakla gecir...&lt;br /&gt;Bak ben bacasiz bir fabrika kurmus sayilirim&lt;br /&gt;ona buna haber vermekle olmaz bu isler.&lt;br /&gt;.AA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aay evet cok akillisiniz.&lt;br /&gt;.cansikintisi.com:&lt;br /&gt;.Biz bu ise basladigimizda afedersiniz donumuzda got bile&lt;br /&gt;yoktu yani iki cikintidan ibaret olan bu kemik yapiyi bal&lt;br /&gt;borekle besleyerek bu hale getirdik biz O bal borekleri de&lt;br /&gt;calisarak kazandik. kimse bize al bu bal bu da borek ye de&lt;br /&gt;senin de donuna layik bir gotun olsun demedi!!&lt;br /&gt;.AA:&lt;br /&gt;.Ay evet oyle gozukuyor ve ne kadarda sagliklilar !&lt;br /&gt;Sanirim bu yayinciliktaki ilk yiliniz peki hedefleriniz&lt;br /&gt;neler?&lt;br /&gt;.cansikintisi.com:&lt;br /&gt;.ben gelecekte hep kardeslik olsun istiyorum yani herkes bir&lt;br /&gt;birini sevsin kimse kimse hakkinnda kotu dusunmesin bebeler kana kana sut&lt;br /&gt;icin ama biri kotuluk yaptiginda yakasinda beni bulsun yani bi&lt;br /&gt;cesit adalet saglayici olmak istiyorum, yani hep haklidan yana&lt;br /&gt;yani bebelerin oynayacak parki olsun anadin mi?&lt;br /&gt;.AA:&lt;br /&gt;.peki bu planlarinizi web sayfasi uzerinden nasil&lt;br /&gt;gercklestirmeyi&lt;br /&gt;dusunuyorsunuz?&lt;br /&gt;.cansikintisi.com:&lt;br /&gt;.evet! bu biraz zor olacak ama yinede insanlarin uzun vadeli&lt;br /&gt;planlara ihtiyaci var..Yani insan isterse bir gun hayaller&lt;br /&gt;gercek&lt;br /&gt;olur diye dusunuyorum..yani yanlis mi dusunuyorum?&lt;br /&gt;.AA:&lt;br /&gt;.web zerinden boyle bir amaca ulasmak cok ilginc&lt;br /&gt;.cansikintisi.com:&lt;br /&gt;.istersen senin uzerinde de deneriz gulum hirrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 AGUSTOS 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.ata&lt;br /&gt;deresi olmayan koye barajdan bahsedilmez.&lt;br /&gt;(ilk atasozu denemem!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 AGUSTOS 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.girisimci&lt;br /&gt;hic tanimadiginiz&lt;br /&gt;birisi size abuk subuk bir mail&lt;br /&gt;gonderirse hic sasirmayin.&lt;br /&gt;nedeni internetteki porno&lt;br /&gt;ticaretinden pay&lt;br /&gt;kapmaya calisan&lt;br /&gt;girisimcidir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 AGUSTOS 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.sIcak&lt;br /&gt;bugun hava cok sicak&lt;br /&gt;mumlar kendiliginden alev aldi&lt;br /&gt;su ellerime ulasamadan buhar oldu.&lt;br /&gt;sandalyeleri bozulmasin diye&lt;br /&gt;buzdolabina koydum.&lt;br /&gt;vucudumdaki butun gozenekler&lt;br /&gt;icimdeki suyu disari pompaliyor&lt;br /&gt;kar yagsa diyorum&lt;br /&gt;soguktan gotum donsa diyorum&lt;br /&gt;guluyorum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 TEMMUZ 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.iki&lt;br /&gt;.canim sikildikca yazabilecegim bir vep sayfasi olsun&lt;br /&gt;isterdim.Beni hic tanimayan ve de tanimayacak insanlardan&lt;br /&gt;meyilller almak hos olurdu.&lt;br /&gt;.Zaten oyle bir sayfan varya!&lt;br /&gt;.Ben oyle bir sayfayi degil oyle bir sayfanin hayalini&lt;br /&gt;istiyorum hayallerime ulasmak beni kendimle  karsi karsiya getiriyor.&lt;br /&gt;kendimden kacmak hayallerimin tek cikis noktasi.Hayallerimde&lt;br /&gt;yine kendimi bulacaksam neden hayal kurayim ki?.&lt;br /&gt;.Sacmaliyosun olum!Iki seker mi istiyosun caya?&lt;br /&gt;.Iki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 TEMMUZ 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.zor is&lt;br /&gt;Sicmak bir sanattir, kolay gibi gozuken ama zor sanat. Olay&lt;br /&gt;genelde icerisinde ne yaptiginizin belli olmamasi icin dort tarafi duvarlarla&lt;br /&gt;kapali bir bolme olan tuvalette gecer. Kapi kapanir,isik aclir,iceride cikara&lt;br /&gt;bileceginiz muhtemel gurultuyu bastirmak icin musluk azicik aralanir, o&lt;br /&gt;meshur uzvunuz (ya da oyle sandiginiz!)  amacina uygun haline&lt;br /&gt;getirilir.Disarida butun boktanliklar ust uste geldigi halde burda bi nazlanir boncuk&lt;br /&gt;boncuk terlemenizi, ulan bi daha kuru yemek yemiycem demenizi son bir kez ikinip,&lt;br /&gt;tahret musluguna butun gucunuzle abanip guc almanizi bekler.Bekler ki ne&lt;br /&gt;bekler.beyninizdeki butun damarlar catlayacak haldedir vucudunuzdaki titremeler&lt;br /&gt;dudaklarinizda ilkel bir melodi olmustur. .Ighhh!!!  Umudunuz azaldikca&lt;br /&gt;hirsiniz artar. Artik amacindan sapmis kin ve nefret  dolu kasilmaniz son&lt;br /&gt;sarsilislarini da tamamladiktan sonra.Tek yapabileceginiz kendinize olan&lt;br /&gt;guveniniz biraz daha azalmis, got deliginizdeki damarlar biraz daha kalinlasmis&lt;br /&gt;olarak olay yerini ustun koru bir sifon cekisiyle terketmektir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.okul?&lt;br /&gt;okul nedir? okul binadir. okumak ise seruven... bu seruvene&lt;br /&gt;nerde nasil baslamistim olayin kahramanlari kimlerdi dersem ilk aklima&lt;br /&gt;gelenler; yanlislikla uzerimize dusse en az besimizi oldrebilecek buyuklukte&lt;br /&gt;bir ilkokul ogretmeni, koyu yesil bir tahta,tebesirler, ataturk'un her yerden bizi&lt;br /&gt;gozetleyebilen gozleri, mevsim seriti, alfabe panosu, fulut tenefuslerde kimsenin&lt;br /&gt;dokunamadigi organlari sokulebilen kucuk adam,cografya dersine harita getirmekle&lt;br /&gt;gorevli yalaka,agzi kopuk sacan gotten bacakli mudur,zincirli isim tamlamasi,&lt;br /&gt;ozneyi bulmaya yarayan sorular,failatun failun faili mechul,&lt;br /&gt;devlet,hiyerarsi,suculuk duygusu,emre itaat, yalakalik,delikli cevap anahtari kartonu&lt;br /&gt;metni kavrama sorulari,sinifa top getirme yasagi, harita.metod defteri&lt;br /&gt;yarim simit, veli toplantisi, asagilanmislik,andimiz,angutlugumuz, ampul, alinin&lt;br /&gt;gelerek yaptigi eylem,pazartesi sendromu, cuma aksamlarinin hic bitmemesi&lt;br /&gt;ruyasi, akifin bestelenmis siiri, ruzgarda etegi acilan kizlar,dayak, hinc,&lt;br /&gt;anlasilmazlik,butun bunlar icin harcanan zaman ve daha nice saftirik kavram ve&lt;br /&gt;karmasalar.Peki diyorumda butun bu cingenelerin bulundugu panayir yerinde ben&lt;br /&gt;nerdeydim? Hic bilemiyorum.Belkide amac buydu diyorum, Bizi gelecegin&lt;br /&gt;fikri hur vicdani hur saklabanlari olarak yetistirmek.Netekim basarisiz&lt;br /&gt;olduklarini da soyleyemen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Haziran 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.who am i?&lt;br /&gt;I am a man. I have two hands, two legs and a messed up head&lt;br /&gt;that I always prefer to carry On the top of my body. i sleep, eat, cry,&lt;br /&gt;betray, and ask for bagels with cream cheese early in the morning. I try to&lt;br /&gt;figure out how can I mop the floor when a hot coffee pours on the carpet.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly I behave as if I am strong while watching others behaving as if they&lt;br /&gt;are strong. My life can not be considered so miserable because I have&lt;br /&gt;dreams and dreams have me. I would like to be as free as a dumpster diver, as&lt;br /&gt;sweet as a chocolate cake, as adorable as a rock star. If I could ever be a tree&lt;br /&gt;I would like to stand on a hill that has always some winds to whisper&lt;br /&gt;into my leaves. I believe in humans. I love the mistakes that humans make.i&lt;br /&gt;believe life could be a better place .if my girl friends would not have&lt;br /&gt;cheated on me. .if cockroaches would not show up right after I turn the&lt;br /&gt;lights off. .If the dishes would be able to wash themselves after I am&lt;br /&gt;done. .if schools could be a place where people share what ever&lt;br /&gt;they know, instead of being instructed to become Another Brick In The Wall&lt;br /&gt;.*hoca herkes kendini kisaca tanitsin dedi bende&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bunu yazdm verdim, hoca da guldu ben de..&lt;br /&gt;hayat fani(funny) !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 HAZIRAN  2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.kim&lt;br /&gt;aynaya kendimi gormek icin degil&lt;br /&gt;baskalarinin beni nasil gordugunu merak ettigim icin&lt;br /&gt;bakiyorum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 HAZIRAN  2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.annem; gulsum'e&lt;br /&gt;demlikten&lt;br /&gt;bulut&lt;br /&gt;cikardigin&lt;br /&gt;icin&lt;br /&gt;hep&lt;br /&gt;sihirbaz&lt;br /&gt;zannederdim&lt;br /&gt;seni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 MAYIS 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.oznur'a&lt;br /&gt;anlattigin sende celiskiye dustum&lt;br /&gt;(senin gibi)&lt;br /&gt;anlattiklarini bir kenara biraktim.&lt;br /&gt;elimde sadece&lt;br /&gt;'sen' kaldin&lt;br /&gt;anlattiklarindan bagimsiz.&lt;br /&gt;'sen'in&lt;br /&gt;varligin suphesizdi.&lt;br /&gt;supheli olan 'sen'i gercekte betimLEYEMEYEN&lt;br /&gt;'kavramlardi'&lt;br /&gt;bir kar tanesinin bulut kumesinden&lt;br /&gt;ayrildiktan sonra yolunu tahmin etmesi kadar&lt;br /&gt;zordu hersey.&lt;br /&gt;kelimeler seni isaret etmiyordu,&lt;br /&gt;ama sen hep vardin;&lt;br /&gt;ruzgarda ucusan saclar,&lt;br /&gt;dolmusa binince 'sunu one uzatir misin'lar gibi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 MAYIS 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.we won!&lt;br /&gt;brian'la kayseri civarinda tanismistik&lt;br /&gt;ben bisikletle izmirden kayseriye gidiyorudum&lt;br /&gt;o ise diyarbakirdan istanbula yuruyordu!&lt;br /&gt;6 ay once tekrar gorustuk...&lt;br /&gt;su an barcelonada yasiyor.&lt;br /&gt;bilgisayar muhendisi,isletme uzerine masteri var.&lt;br /&gt;tek istegi sevdikleriyle daha fazla beraber olmak.&lt;br /&gt;copluklerde olgun oldugu icin atilan meyveleri&lt;br /&gt;yiyerek yasiyor.&lt;br /&gt;baris olsun sevgi olsun istiyor.&lt;br /&gt;surekli akiyor bulanmadan donmadan...&lt;br /&gt;en son isgal ettikleri evin direnme&lt;br /&gt;resimlerini gondermis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.brian'dan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know if you have been following my life lately, but I&lt;br /&gt;am a squatter in Barcelona. We squatted a house in december&lt;br /&gt;which has lain abandoned and neglected for over 50 years, a&lt;br /&gt;former lepers hospital.&lt;br /&gt;This past week, we successfully defended our beautiful&lt;br /&gt;country house in the city for nearly 3 days of police&lt;br /&gt;invasion, harrassment and even torture. Our defense was&lt;br /&gt;passive resistance, using lock.ons and hanging off the&lt;br /&gt;building by harnesses in life and death positions. The&lt;br /&gt;police laid seige to the house, but we were able to gain a&lt;br /&gt;huge public presence in our favor. Despite a near riot on&lt;br /&gt;may 1st, everything turned out all right. same small&lt;br /&gt;injuries on both sides, destruction and unpleasantness when&lt;br /&gt;we reoccupied the house. The police stole our tools, pissed&lt;br /&gt;on our beds, defecated in one room, badly hurt a hen, and&lt;br /&gt;another hen is missing, presumed dead. We are actually&lt;br /&gt;local heroes, dozens of people from our neighborhood walk&lt;br /&gt;up the hill to visit Can Masdeu (House MoreSprings) every&lt;br /&gt;day, and squatter has even ceased to be such a derogatory&lt;br /&gt;term in the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we are happy to have a home where we can focus on our&lt;br /&gt;projects of self.sustainability and permaculture, enjoy our&lt;br /&gt;swimming pool and daily activities, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lots of partying!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos of our eviction and more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30abril:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://barcelona.indymedia.org/front.php3?article_id=18710"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://barcelona.indymedia.org/front.php3?article.id=18710&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://barcelona.indymedia.org/front.php3?article_id=18910"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://barcelona.indymedia.org/front.php3?article.id=18910&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first night of resistance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://barcelona.indymedia.org/front.php3?article_id=18755"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://barcelona.indymedia.org/front.php3?article.id=18755&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daily life in can mas deu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://barcelona.indymedia.org/front.php3?article_id=18952"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://barcelona.indymedia.org/front.php3?article.id=18952&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actions against hospital of san pau:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://barcelona.indymedia.org/front.php3?article_id=18418"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://barcelona.indymedia.org/front.php3?article.id=18418&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spring planting day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://barcelona.indymedia.org/front.php3?article_id=18371"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://barcelona.indymedia.org/front.php3?article.id=18371&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.yahoo.com/canmasdeu/"&gt;http://photos.yahoo.com/canmasdeu/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gracies a tots!&lt;br /&gt;brian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 MAYIS 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.neden zorunlu?&lt;br /&gt;bir alaman cift, kadinin gobegi burnunda..konusmayi oglan yapti.&lt;br /&gt;ev sahiblerininoturduklari evi sattigindan, kendilerinin hic bir isi&lt;br /&gt;olmadigindan,karisinin hamileleginden ve alamanyaya donmek icin&lt;br /&gt;ucak bileti almalari gerektiginden bahsetti. ingilizcesi oldukca&lt;br /&gt;iyiydi. eger inanmiyolarsa alamanya pasaportunu delil olarak&lt;br /&gt;gosterecekti ama kimse sormadi...iyi giyimli akli fikri selim&lt;br /&gt;insanlara benziyolardi ama istemleri gercek niyetlerini yansitmadigi&lt;br /&gt;besbelliydi. dilenciydiler;metroda yari uykulu gozlerle olayi kavramaya&lt;br /&gt;calisanlar icin, gozlerimi cakmak cakmak parlatan kivilcimdilar benim&lt;br /&gt;icin.nuyorgda dilenen alamanlar.memleketimden ucuza is gucu toplayan&lt;br /&gt;alamanlar amerikanyada dileniyolardi. bizi dilendirenleri  dilendirdigi&lt;br /&gt;icin amerikaya sevgi duydum. ama kendilerine dilenci susu vermis sosyal&lt;br /&gt;statunun cazip oyununa kapilmamis bu almanlar hem memleketimi&lt;br /&gt;dolandirip hem de amerikalilara kanca atmaya mi calisiyordular.gecenin&lt;br /&gt;2 sinde beynimi neden bu gereksiz dusunceyle yoruyordum.ama benim gereksiz&lt;br /&gt;gordugum dusuncelerle alamanlar koca bir memleketi yeniden insa etmislerdi.&lt;br /&gt;.cansikintisini atmak icin geldigi amarikada ise bilet parasini&lt;br /&gt;gariban amerikalilardan cikarmak istiyorlardi.bu dusunce icimi ofkeyle&lt;br /&gt;doldurdu hirsla yerimden kalktim trenin kapisi acildikendimi disari&lt;br /&gt;attim.evin kapsinini zorlanmadan actim.coraplarimin ayaklarimla ozdeslesme&lt;br /&gt;cabasina 36 saatlik direnisinden sonra son verdim.yarin okula kim gidecek&lt;br /&gt;diye usundum.'sen' dedi icimden biri garip alman aksaniyla...&lt;br /&gt;.seni trende birakmistim ben, siktir git uyuycam simdi, dedim...&lt;br /&gt;.gitmem icin cinsel iliskiyi neden zorunlu kildigini anlayamadim, dedi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 NISAN 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.oppsss!&lt;br /&gt;uzunca bir sureden sonra yeniden beraber olmanin ne kadar mutlu&lt;br /&gt;oldugundan dem vurmadan,  evrenin ucuncu buyuk radyo istasyonunda&lt;br /&gt;'diycey'lik yapar tribini takinmadan,kucaklarimi actigimda cikan&lt;br /&gt;gicirtilardan en son kucaklarimi ne zaman actigim hakkinda yorum yapmadan&lt;br /&gt;kaldigim yerden cansikmaya devam ediyorum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 NISAN 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.tren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aklimdan gecen,&lt;br /&gt;koca bir metal yigini.&lt;br /&gt;hem son derece kendinden emince,&lt;br /&gt;hem de raylar uzerinde&lt;br /&gt;cok fazla ispanak yemekten&lt;br /&gt;inek mi oldum ne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 OCAK 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.yurek&lt;br /&gt;yuregini buz gibi betona basarak uyuyan adem.baba,  seni biraz daha&lt;br /&gt;seyrektikten sonra onunden gecen her siradan insan gibi, tek yapmak&lt;br /&gt;istedigim cebimdeki bozukluklarla cesaretin ve&lt;br /&gt;durustlugunden bir parca borc almak olacaktir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 ARALIK 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.U.S.A&lt;br /&gt;Amerika Usame Bin Laden'i bulamamis...komik diye geciriyorum icimden,&lt;br /&gt;amerikanin en son bulmak istedigi kisinin Laden oldugunu dusunerek.&lt;br /&gt;Ne garip bir oyun diyorum su insan olmak ve sasip kaliyorum&lt;br /&gt;vucudun her ne kadar reddetsede beynin  maymunluktaki israrina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 ARALIK 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.zenginler&lt;br /&gt;ruhu  denize en uzak olduklari icin&lt;br /&gt;hep denize en yakin yerlerden ev aldilar.Bizse penceresi bile&lt;br /&gt;olmayan evlerde denizi onlardan daha cok yasattik icimizde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 ARALIK 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.beyaz mi?&lt;br /&gt;hani bi yer olacak diyorduk hayatimizda&lt;br /&gt;gok yuzunun piril piril, firindan cikan taze simitlerin citir citir olacagi,&lt;br /&gt;az calisaraktan cok gulucuklerin etrafa yayilacagi...haa ole bi yer yokmus...&lt;br /&gt;hayat karanligin icindeki aydinlik,&lt;br /&gt;gurultunun icindeki sessizlik,&lt;br /&gt;yoksullugun icindeki zenginlikmis.&lt;br /&gt;Butun hepsi ic iceymis&lt;br /&gt;bizse hep kotuden kacip iyiyi&lt;br /&gt;bulmaya adamisiz kendimizi.&lt;br /&gt;Iyinin de bir tur kotu oldugunu kavrayamamisiz&lt;br /&gt;Beyaz siyahin ziddiydi, sanki(!).Hep oyle gudulenmisiz ama ikisi de renkti iste;&lt;br /&gt;beyaz beyaz ,siyahsa siyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 ARALIK 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.kararsiz..&lt;br /&gt;kararsiz olmakla en cok kararli olanlarin isine yaramisim!&lt;br /&gt;09 ARALIK 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.yanlizlik..yanlizlik omur boyu.Bir kere ruhun&lt;br /&gt;usumeye gorsun ne o memleket, ne bu kadin&lt;br /&gt;ne de o sehir seni isitir. Sende baslar ve sende&lt;br /&gt;sure gelir yanlizlik.Burada olunca&lt;br /&gt;hayallerini orada ,orada  olunca da  burada filizlendirmeye  calistirmak&lt;br /&gt;tatli bir avuntu verir.Hep kosullar bahane edilir, etrafinin degisimi seni&lt;br /&gt;de degistirecektir ama giderek icerikten uzaklasan&lt;br /&gt;yaklasimlarin yanan bir sobanin resmiyle isinmaya benzer...04 ARALIK 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.bilir...&lt;br /&gt;aklimdan gecenler sana yeni gelebilir ama aklim sana beni bana&lt;br /&gt;nasil anlatman gerektigini anlatmayabilir, seni sevmek senden ayri oldugum&lt;br /&gt;anlamina gelmeyebilir, anlama gelen hersey buyuk bir anlamsizlikla&lt;br /&gt;sonuclana bilir.bildiklerin seni yari yolda birakabilir.mavi bir kopegin masum&lt;br /&gt;gozlerinden sevgiye ulasmaya calismak  tanimadigin bir insanin hayatina mal&lt;br /&gt;olabilir.tanimadigin bir insanin hayatina mal olmak ise bu yaziyi sona erdir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02 ARALIK 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.gunes ve hayaller...&lt;br /&gt;Hayallerimdeki gunes eski pusku esyalarin uzerinde&lt;br /&gt;olmali yargilayan degil de onaylayan bir edayla.Sessiz olmali , icimdeki&lt;br /&gt;gurultuyu duyabilecegim kadar sessiz olmali. En ufak adimimda yerden&lt;br /&gt;kalkacak tozlar ondan kacamamali, saatlerce isiginin parlakliginda&lt;br /&gt;danslarini bana izlettirmeli. Guvercinleri penceremin pervazina&lt;br /&gt;kondurmali.Onlar icin hep bir parca ekmek bulundirmali. Aksam olunca da&lt;br /&gt;yerini ay dedeye birakmaktan gocunmamali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 KASIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Orhan Veli&lt;br /&gt;yolda kendi kendime&lt;br /&gt;gulumsedigimin farkina vardigim zaman&lt;br /&gt;beni Orhan Veli zannedeceklerini&lt;br /&gt;dusunup gulumsuyorum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 KASIM 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.degisim:&lt;br /&gt;degismemek, hep ayni kalmak icin&lt;br /&gt;cok fazla degistim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 KASIM 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.hey, ozgurluk..&lt;br /&gt;afganistandaki insanlarin&lt;br /&gt;ozgurlestigini sevinerek gazetelerden takip ediyorum. ne mutlu bize,&lt;br /&gt;onlari ozgurluklerle donatiyoruz. Basindaki turbani sevincle yere firlatan&lt;br /&gt;bir kadin yakinda en ucuz gazetelerin satislarini artirmada kullanilacagi&lt;br /&gt;bedeninden, hep yeni ve daha da beyaz olacak camasir deterjani&lt;br /&gt;reklamlarindan habersiz. Yayina girecek olan tv kanallarinda hic bir zaman&lt;br /&gt;entrikalari sona ermeyen brezilya dizileri de ucretsiz eve montaj olarak&lt;br /&gt;kapitalizmin bir hediyesi olacak sanirim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 KASIM 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.farki fiyati...&lt;br /&gt;dusuyor,dusmuyor,dusuyor,dusmuyor.... hircin bir&lt;br /&gt;sevgilinin gazetenin ask sayfalarindaki sevgilisinin onu ne kadar sevdigini olce&lt;br /&gt;bilecegi testlerden sikildiginda papatyanin guzelim yapraklarini teker&lt;br /&gt;teker koparirken mirildandigi gibi: seviyor, sevmiyor, seviyor, sevmiyor,&lt;br /&gt;nuyorgun uzerine ise ucaklar bir dusuyor bir dusmuyor... ama afganistanda&lt;br /&gt;bombalar dusuyorda dusuyor, dusuyorda,dusuyor... ve kucuk bir kizin elleri&lt;br /&gt;usuyor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 KASIM 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.giden kulelerin ardindan...&lt;br /&gt;artik nuyorg'da gokyuzu daha ferah, yildizlar eski satafatli gunlerini&lt;br /&gt;animsamaktan memnun, martilar sarhos sarhos kulelere carpma tehlikesinden&lt;br /&gt;biraz daha uzak... Ama olum korkusu olumu cagristiriyo olmali ki bazi&lt;br /&gt;insanlarin uzerine bombalar yagiyor... ve nuyorglular o bazi insanlarin&lt;br /&gt;icinde olmaktan korkuyolar, oldurenin olecegi gercekligini gormezden&lt;br /&gt;gelerek. Annem gel diyo ama dusunmeden de edemiyo kendi memleketindeki&lt;br /&gt;savasi,silah tutacak yasa gelenlere verilen zorunlu insan oldurme&lt;br /&gt;anlasmasini. Zaman akip gidiyor, yikim siradanlasiyor,umutun intikamda&lt;br /&gt;sakli oldugu yanilgisi benimseniyor. Dogumdan onceki sancilardan degil&lt;br /&gt;bunlar, bir yenilige gebe degil insanlarin vahsiligi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 KASIM 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.nuvyorg:&lt;br /&gt;hic bir zaman golgesinden kurtulamadiginiz yuksek binalar islevsellikten&lt;br /&gt;oteye gecemeyen beton kaldirimlar.. hintliler,cinliler,japonlar,bangedesliler&lt;br /&gt;ve diger bi ton&lt;br /&gt;irka ve dine mensup insanlar... hersey tuketilmeye hazir guzelligin&lt;br /&gt;islevsellikle yer degisimi... daha fazla tuketmek icin daha fazla&lt;br /&gt;calismak...yani boktan bi yer vessalam!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 Nisan 2001&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866538465782183749-2436474557453681478?l=johnsikintisi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/2436474557453681478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866538465782183749/posts/default/2436474557453681478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsikintisi.blogspot.com/2007/06/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>cansikintisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13960741945233737406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
