bir muamma.. ozellikle cep telefonu kayitlarini dinlerken, bazi genc kizlarin konu$malari echelon cali$anlari uzerinde negatif psikolojik etkiler yaptigi icin bu kisim bir sureligine karantinaya alinmi$ti..
(bkz: big brother)
(bkz: biri bizi gozetliyor)
echelon adi verilen veri izleme birimi. uydular araciligiyla bir cok ileti$im aracindan gecen bilgiye ula$abildigi varsayilan sistem. hala bir ussunun kibrista bulundugu varsayilmaktadir. belki de oyledir.
(bkz: echelonun sozlugu izlemesi)
(bkz: echelonun sozlugu izlemesi)
ntv de yayinlanacak olan gundem di$i xl programinin konugu olacak onumuzdeki zamanlarda..
latince de veri anlamina gelir.
(bkz: kelebek etkisi)
internette goruldugunde monitor yalattiran hatun ki$i.
11 mayis 1978 dogumlu, aslen korsikali fransiz manken ve oyuncu.
11 mayis 1978 dogumlu, aslen korsikali fransiz manken ve oyuncu.
acilimi general pocket radio service olan baglanti servisi. gsm baz istasyonlari uzerinden wap sayfalariyla ileti$im kurulmasini saglayan teknoloji.
ismi ilker olan ki$iyle dalga gecmek icin kullanilan kelime ve turevleri..
ayrica; offical http://www.saab.com/ ve turkcehttp://www.saab.com.tr/main/docs/saab/ adresleri mutlaka gorulmeli.
isvecli otomobil ureticisi. acayip saglam ve super hizli otomobiller uretirler.. test suruslerinde 1.6 cc motoru olan bir saab 225 - 240 beygir guc uretmi$tir.
(bkz: nirvana)
(bkz: kucuk emrah)
(bkz: semra hanim)
tool adli grup otesinin aenima albumunde yer alan sarki otesi.. ahan da sozleri:
whats coming through is alive.
whats holding up is a mirror.
but whats singing songs is a snake
looking to turn this piss to wine.
theyre both totally void of hate,
but killing me just the same.
the snake behind me hisses
what my damage could have been.
my blood before me begs me
open up my heart again.
then i feel this coming over like a storm again.
considerately.
venomous voice, tempts me,
drains me, bleeds me,
leaves me cracked and empty.
drags me down like some sweet gravity.
the snake behind me hisses
what my damage could have been.
my blood before me begs me
open up my heart again.
then i feel this coming over like a storm again.
i am too connected to you
to slip away, fade away.
days away i still feel you
touching me, changing me,
and considerately killing me.
without the skin,
beneath the storm,
under these tears
the walls came down.
once the snake is drowned and
as i look in his eyes,
my fear begins to fade
recalling all of the times.
i could have cried then.
i should have cried then.
as the walls come down and
as i look in your eyes
my fear begins to fade
recalling all of the times
i have died
and will die.
its all right.
i dont mind.
i am too connected to you
to slip away, fade away.
days away i still feel you
touching me, changing me,
and considerately killing me...
whats coming through is alive.
whats holding up is a mirror.
but whats singing songs is a snake
looking to turn this piss to wine.
theyre both totally void of hate,
but killing me just the same.
the snake behind me hisses
what my damage could have been.
my blood before me begs me
open up my heart again.
then i feel this coming over like a storm again.
considerately.
venomous voice, tempts me,
drains me, bleeds me,
leaves me cracked and empty.
drags me down like some sweet gravity.
the snake behind me hisses
what my damage could have been.
my blood before me begs me
open up my heart again.
then i feel this coming over like a storm again.
i am too connected to you
to slip away, fade away.
days away i still feel you
touching me, changing me,
and considerately killing me.
without the skin,
beneath the storm,
under these tears
the walls came down.
once the snake is drowned and
as i look in his eyes,
my fear begins to fade
recalling all of the times.
i could have cried then.
i should have cried then.
as the walls come down and
as i look in your eyes
my fear begins to fade
recalling all of the times
i have died
and will die.
its all right.
i dont mind.
i am too connected to you
to slip away, fade away.
days away i still feel you
touching me, changing me,
and considerately killing me...
bazi arkada$larin nickini gorunce once uzuldugum sonra da unuttugum, sozlugun surekli aktif olan bolumu..
anahtarini kaybettigi an veya yaptigi bu salaklik ba$ka bi uyanigin gozune carptigi anda evi soyulan insan.
(bkz: beyni lag yapan insan modeli)
(bkz: im broken)
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