Feels so good to be with you
What can be better in this life than a fine, fine lover? Someone exciting to sleep with, eat with, and walk down the street with. Someone whose presence makes ordinary life feel extraordinary. That's what I want, and I'm sure there are people out there who can give it to me. One, or two or one in every town. Bob Dylan.
I know that feeling exists because of Bob Dylan. In 2012 I discover Bob Dylan and thought: this person is like me. I never heard of this name and at this point I'm thinking he is a musician from some region in America. I felt familiar with him, like he felt and thought the way I did. A current of overjoy goes through me from top to toe. I feel liberated. I didn't need to change myself to fit society. I hadn't even tried yet, but I thought I might have to once I started working. If he could make money being himself, so different from society, I could too. Over the years I kept coming back to him again, getting to know more and more about him. I watched him remain so cute all across his life. He's exciting. He feels like the sun. Gutsy, cunty, intensely alive, with fire (passion), light (wisdom), extra energy, soul, personal style, sensitivity, shyness, vulnerability, and an outlaw free spirit. Unconventional, led by his heart rather than the crowd, with a feeling for what feels best, looks best, sounds best. He became increasingly attractive - physically, emotionally, and in every other way. He's so wise. He says things better than anyone. I don't want to miss a thing he says. I love his songs and his performance by far the most. A second best doesn’t exist for me. He and his music will be with me all my life. I can’t imagine a day without them. He made my life alive again, beautiful again, warmer again, gutsy again. He beautified my life. Romania is a beautiful country, but I found a beautiful man in America. His music gives me a feeling about him that is the best feeling I have ever experienced, a feeling nobody else has ever given me. He feels like my man, like something of myself. He feels the best since this Universe to me. I find him more exciting than Jesus Christ, Buddha,or Thich Nhat Hanh, the spiritual teachers I look to for wisdom and peace. But excitement is different. It's more intenly alive to me. More life. More sexuality. Excitment is the feeling I want most from life. I like his face. It feels familiar to me. The way he moves feels so good to me. I've been to seven of his concerts, and simply sharing a room with him fills me with energy. His presence feels so good to be around. I want to feel this way every day.I don’t know him, of course. Before, I used to say, “I’ll recognize him when I see him.” Now I know the type of person I like.
Thich Nhat Hanh I discovered him in 2018. I've read him so much, and I still read him over and over. Its addictive. His writing brings me to state of mind that feels so right to me. Nobody else can give me that same feeling of peace, clarity, understanding, beauty, ease, simplicity. Despite being a monk, he constantly zeros in on what's importamt to me. I know what he says by heart. He's the only person who gets completely through to me.I left the small village I was raised in, off the beaten path, when I was six. I moved to the city, then to Australia, then to AmerIica in 2008. I didn’t lose myself along the way. I've always done what my heart wanted to do. I skipped classes from grade one, never did my homework, copied at tests,and stopped going to school much after grade ten. I've had only two jobs that lasted a little over a year, and I was fired three times. I'm not a rebel. I simply never observed social rules to begin with. I'm upfront about who I am, so people can take me or leave me. I preserved myself, but I still I felt half-confused and overwhelmed by a society I had never felt aligned with. Thich Nhat Hanh gave me permison to organize my feelings, thoughts, experiences and dreams, into a beautiful, small, peaceful garden where I know what's growing. I plant, water, and nurture only the seeds I like, love, I'm crazy about, or need. Life is sweet and short. I don't have the time and energy for everything, so I need to preserve myself for what's important to me. I don't want to spend much of my life dealing with things outside of little world. I like his practice of living in the moment and touching life deeply. I feel best when I'm simply in my body, and I want that to be my practice too. I like his idea of a school for two. Two people is a garden small enough to tend carefully.I love his book “Silence”. Some of us have been exhausted by talking since forever. Talking and questions can feel like the worst things in the world: noisy, intrusive, intrerupting, unnecessary and cringeworthy. "Sexual intimacy can be a beautiful thing if there is mindfulness, concentration, insight, mutual understanding, and love" Thich Nhat Hanh I like his quote more and more. Love, to me, is awarness and selection: recognizing someone who feels right and choosing to be with them."Someone who can understand our suffering is our best friend. We listen to each other. We are there for each other. Otherwise, the coming together of two bodies becomes routine and monotonous after a time."Thich Nhat HanhLoneliness is often described as the gap between the social connections we desire and those we actually have. The feeling the others don't understand them, don't really know us, or wouldn't care if we died tomorrow. I guess having mutiple lovers is a good idea. Diferent people can undersand us in defirent way, satisfy diferent needs, help in diferent areas, bring diferent things into our lives. I tekaes ten or more lovers to make one or a few even work
Yiyun Li writes"Often I think that writing is a futile effort; so is reading; so is living. Loneliness is the inability to speak with another in one’s private language. That emptiness is filled with public language or romanticized connections. But one must be cautious when assuming meaning. A moment of recognition between two people only highlights the inadequacy of language. What can be spoken does not sustain; what cannot be spoken undermines.” I keep coming back to the idea of a private language between two people: the feeling of being understood without having to explain everything, of recognizing something in another person that ordinary words cannot quite reach. Charles Bukowski.Writes about being content just to be with a lover, sleep with them, eat with them, and walk down the street with them. He writes about people searching for the one, crawling in and out of beds, and the importance of fucking well, creating well, getting well, and moving toward some kind of love and happiness. Both of us, in our own ways, are looking for the one. Well, I hope I find mine.Love for me is what I've dream since I was four or five years old: a fucking experience with a special person who feels as good as a person can possibly feel. This desire has driven me for as long as I can remember. It's not something I can simply escape. Maybe it's human nature. Maybe it's just me. Either way, I want to experience the best feeling there can be.I like my Jeep. Of all the cars in the world, Jeeps are the ones I love. I've been driving one for years. It feels like home to me. For me there is no second best car. I don't want another carWhen it comes to people there way more confusion than choosing a Jeep. If I get ever + year in the village, prfeacher in the ciktyything I want then what ? I'll be blank in my head and I can die I guess. At least I will die happy. Its true that even if I find the love of my dream I may get bored and after a while I would think maybe finding two or why not one on every town.He is a bum and I know I'm one too. We either are passionate or we barely can work. We both don't like fiction, don't like writers. We both love to be alone, we both are exausted by people.
Jack Kerouac I discovered in 2024 "but Dean just raced in society, eager for bread and love; he didn't care one way or the other, "so long's I can get that lil ole gal with that lil sumpin down there tween her legs, boy," and "so long's we can eat, son, y'ear me? I'm hungry, I'm starving, let's eat right now!" Jack Kerouac . Exactly making love, a life full of love and bread is the only exciting things, only good things. All the rest are boring for some of us. I like also babies. He doesn’t like having a home or work. I like having money. I don't like having a job working for others.
My "Fine Fine Lover" love brand What I want: intimacy and sexual pleasure. My direction: to be in relationship with the people, work, experiences, and surroundings I love. How I get there: by becoming more attractive physically, emotionally, and in every other way. The way Bob Dylan did: by being more myself, not less. What could trip me up: doing anything and everything to please others and losing myself in the process. Bob Dylan showed me I don’t have to. What I bring: passion, gratitude, appreciation, and commitment, the kind that goes to seven concerts. So this is what I’m looking for: the best feeling there can be. Someone with Bob Dylan’s fire and Thich Nhat Hanh’s quiet. Someone I can be in a restaurant with, not saying a word, and the place still feels sooo good Love, Cri Shack Oct 25, 2026 1
What can be better in this life than a fine, fine lover? Someone exciting to sleep with, eat with, and walk down the street with. Someone whose presence makes ordinary life feel extraordinary. That's what I want, and I'm sure there are people out there who can give it to me. One, or two or one in every town. Bob Dylan.
I know that feeling exists because of Bob Dylan. In 2012 I discover Bob Dylan and thought: this person is like me. I never heard of this name and at this point I'm thinking he is a musician from some region in America. I felt familiar with him, like he felt and thought the way I did. A current of overjoy goes through me from top to toe. I feel liberated. I didn't need to change myself to fit society. I hadn't even tried yet, but I thought I might have to once I started working. If he could make money being himself, so different from society, I could too. Over the years I kept coming back to him again, getting to know more and more about him. I watched him remain so cute all across his life. He's exciting. He feels like the sun. Gutsy, cunty, intensely alive, with fire (passion), light (wisdom), extra energy, soul, personal style, sensitivity, shyness, vulnerability, and an outlaw free spirit. Unconventional, led by his heart rather than the crowd, with a feeling for what feels best, looks best, sounds best. He became increasingly attractive - physically, emotionally, and in every other way. He's so wise. He says things better than anyone. I don't want to miss a thing he says. I love his songs and his performance by far the most. A second best doesn’t exist for me. He and his music will be with me all my life. I can’t imagine a day without them. He made my life alive again, beautiful again, warmer again, gutsy again. He beautified my life. Romania is a beautiful country, but I found a beautiful man in America. His music gives me a feeling about him that is the best feeling I have ever experienced, a feeling nobody else has ever given me. He feels like my man, like something of myself. He feels the best since this Universe to me. I find him more exciting than Jesus Christ, Buddha,or Thich Nhat Hanh, the spiritual teachers I look to for wisdom and peace. But excitement is different. It's more intenly alive to me. More life. More sexuality. Excitment is the feeling I want most from life. I like his face. It feels familiar to me. The way he moves feels so good to me. I've been to seven of his concerts, and simply sharing a room with him fills me with energy. His presence feels so good to be around. I want to feel this way every day.I don’t know him, of course. Before, I used to say, “I’ll recognize him when I see him.” Now I know the type of person I like.
Thich Nhat Hanh I discovered him in 2018. I've read him so much, and I still read him over and over. Its addictive. His writing brings me to state of mind that feels so right to me. Nobody else can give me that same feeling of peace, clarity, understanding, beauty, ease, simplicity. Despite being a monk, he constantly zeros in on what's importamt to me. I know what he says by heart. He's the only person who gets completely through to me.I left the small village I was raised in, off the beaten path, when I was six. I moved to the city, then to Australia, then to AmerIica in 2008. I didn’t lose myself along the way. I've always done what my heart wanted to do. I skipped classes from grade one, never did my homework, copied at tests,and stopped going to school much after grade ten. I've had only two jobs that lasted a little over a year, and I was fired three times. I'm not a rebel. I simply never observed social rules to begin with. I'm upfront about who I am, so people can take me or leave me. I preserved myself, but I still I felt half-confused and overwhelmed by a society I had never felt aligned with. Thich Nhat Hanh gave me permison to organize my feelings, thoughts, experiences and dreams, into a beautiful, small, peaceful garden where I know what's growing. I plant, water, and nurture only the seeds I like, love, I'm crazy about, or need. Life is sweet and short. I don't have the time and energy for everything, so I need to preserve myself for what's important to me. I don't want to spend much of my life dealing with things outside of little world. I like his practice of living in the moment and touching life deeply. I feel best when I'm simply in my body, and I want that to be my practice too. I like his idea of a school for two. Two people is a garden small enough to tend carefully.I love his book “Silence”. Some of us have been exhausted by talking since forever. Talking and questions can feel like the worst things in the world: noisy, intrusive, intrerupting, unnecessary and cringeworthy. "Sexual intimacy can be a beautiful thing if there is mindfulness, concentration, insight, mutual understanding, and love" Thich Nhat Hanh I like his quote more and more. Love, to me, is awarness and selection: recognizing someone who feels right and choosing to be with them."Someone who can understand our suffering is our best friend. We listen to each other. We are there for each other. Otherwise, the coming together of two bodies becomes routine and monotonous after a time."Thich Nhat HanhLoneliness is often described as the gap between the social connections we desire and those we actually have. The feeling the others don't understand them, don't really know us, or wouldn't care if we died tomorrow. I guess having mutiple lovers is a good idea. Diferent people can undersand us in defirent way, satisfy diferent needs, help in diferent areas, bring diferent things into our lives. I tekaes ten or more lovers to make one or a few even work
Yiyun Li writes"Often I think that writing is a futile effort; so is reading; so is living. Loneliness is the inability to speak with another in one’s private language. That emptiness is filled with public language or romanticized connections. But one must be cautious when assuming meaning. A moment of recognition between two people only highlights the inadequacy of language. What can be spoken does not sustain; what cannot be spoken undermines.” I keep coming back to the idea of a private language between two people: the feeling of being understood without having to explain everything, of recognizing something in another person that ordinary words cannot quite reach. Charles Bukowski.Writes about being content just to be with a lover, sleep with them, eat with them, and walk down the street with them. He writes about people searching for the one, crawling in and out of beds, and the importance of fucking well, creating well, getting well, and moving toward some kind of love and happiness. Both of us, in our own ways, are looking for the one. Well, I hope I find mine.Love for me is what I've dream since I was four or five years old: a fucking experience with a special person who feels as good as a person can possibly feel. This desire has driven me for as long as I can remember. It's not something I can simply escape. Maybe it's human nature. Maybe it's just me. Either way, I want to experience the best feeling there can be.I like my Jeep. Of all the cars in the world, Jeeps are the ones I love. I've been driving one for years. It feels like home to me. For me there is no second best car. I don't want another carWhen it comes to people there way more confusion than choosing a Jeep. If I get ever + year in the village, prfeacher in the ciktyything I want then what ? I'll be blank in my head and I can die I guess. At least I will die happy. Its true that even if I find the love of my dream I may get bored and after a while I would think maybe finding two or why not one on every town.He is a bum and I know I'm one too. We either are passionate or we barely can work. We both don't like fiction, don't like writers. We both love to be alone, we both are exausted by people.
Jack Kerouac I discovered in 2024 "but Dean just raced in society, eager for bread and love; he didn't care one way or the other, "so long's I can get that lil ole gal with that lil sumpin down there tween her legs, boy," and "so long's we can eat, son, y'ear me? I'm hungry, I'm starving, let's eat right now!" Jack Kerouac . Exactly making love, a life full of love and bread is the only exciting things, only good things. All the rest are boring for some of us. I like also babies. He doesn’t like having a home or work. I like having money. I don't like having a job working for others.
My "Fine Fine Lover" love brand What I want: intimacy and sexual pleasure. My direction: to be in relationship with the people, work, experiences, and surroundings I love. How I get there: by becoming more attractive physically, emotionally, and in every other way. The way Bob Dylan did: by being more myself, not less. What could trip me up: doing anything and everything to please others and losing myself in the process. Bob Dylan showed me I don’t have to. What I bring: passion, gratitude, appreciation, and commitment, the kind that goes to seven concerts. So this is what I’m looking for: the best feeling there can be. Someone with Bob Dylan’s fire and Thich Nhat Hanh’s quiet. Someone I can be in a restaurant with, not saying a word, and the place still feels sooo good Love, Cri Shack Oct 25, 2026 1
1980 - 3 Y Ramna, Romania
1981 4Y Ramna, Romania
1985 - 8Y Timisoara, Romania
1985 - 8 Y Timisoara, Romania
1987 - 10 Y Timisoara, RomaniaI
1989 - 12 Y Pentecostal Church Timisoara, Romania
1991 - 14 Y Timisoara, Romania
1992 - 15 Y Apuseni Mt, Romania
1993 - 16 Y Timisoara, Romania
1994 Timisoara, Romania
1994 - 17 Y Alba Iulia, Romania
1994 Paltinis, Romania
1994 Paltinis, Romania
1994 - 17 Y Timisoara, Romania .
1995. - 18 Y Timisoara, Romania
1998 - 21 Y Vatra Dornei, Romania
1998 -21 Y Black Sea, Romania
2000 -23 Y Timisoara, Romania
2000 Timisoara, Romania
2000 Timisoara, Romania
2000 Timisoara, Romania
2000 Venice, Italy
2000 Venice, Ital
2000 Venice, Italy
2000 Chiavari, Italy
2000 -23 Y Cinque Terre, Italy
2002 -25 Y Retezan MT, Romania
2004 - 27 Y Timisoara, RO
2004 Great Barrier Reef, Australia Emigrating to Australia
2008 -31 Y Portland, OREmigratin to America
2010 33 Y Mt Rainier, WA
2011 - 34 Y Roseville, CA
2012 Chamonix, France
2013 36 Y Mt Hood, OR
2013 36 Y Oregon Coast
2013 36 y Portland, OR
2014- 37 Y Portland, OR
2016 -39 Y Portland, OR
2016 -49 Y Portland, OR