Sabina Varga

  • Pic pic, poc poc

      Si cum stau cu picioarele sub mine si admir nuantele violete ale apusului acoperite ca niste vene de crengile astea negre si batrane, ma gandesc, pentru a suta mia oara, ca nu e moment mai frumos in zi decat acum. Ploua si ar putea, foarte bine, sa fie toamna. Ploua de ieri de la…

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  • “I am between two cities, one knows nothing of me, the other knows me no longer.” – Jean Paul Sartre, Nausea Sabina VargaSabina is a B2B strategist and writer with 15+ years of experience spanning startups to corporations. She helps teams build clear, sustainable writing systems that drive consistent growth. Through educational resources and workshops,…

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  • In a galaxy not so far away

    Sabina VargaSabina is a B2B strategist and writer with 15+ years of experience spanning startups to corporations. She helps teams build clear, sustainable writing systems that drive consistent growth. Through educational resources and workshops, she supports professionals who want to improve writing and build a strong online presence. …

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  • Cu busuioc sub perna

    …si zapada in papuci Sabina VargaSabina is a B2B strategist and writer with 15+ years of experience spanning startups to corporations. She helps teams build clear, sustainable writing systems that drive consistent growth. Through educational resources and workshops, she supports professionals who want to improve writing and build a strong online presence. …

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  • 2013

    Lasati rezolutiile, lasati planurile, lasati uitatul pe fereastra. Lasati uitatul inapoi, lasati uitatul inainte, lasati. Lasati volanul, lasati acceleratia si nu mai apasati fricosi pe frana. Mergeti, mirositi, zambiti. Nu s-a terminat lumea pentru noi toti, dar o sa te termine pentru mine si tine. Lasa masina timpului pentru un ghiocel, o toamna, un mar…

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  • Arhiva

    Mi-e dor de blogul meu. Adica el n-a plecat nicaieri, e tot aici, la mila degetelor mele, iata si dovada: scriu, acum, aici. Se intampla asa, uneori, sa citesc un articol sau o carte sau sa dau cu ochii de un cuvant sau cu urechile de-o melodie. Si, pac, am un flash “Eu am scris…

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  • Be here now

    E dimineata. Dis-de. S-a mijit de ziua, vreo 6.30 intr-o dimineata de primavara like. Cobor pe-o strada gri. Cladirile sunt foarte inalte. E racoare si bine. E o racoare proaspata. Doar cateva masini in distanta. La ora asta imi plac toate melodiile. ‘She was as tough and romantic as the city she loved’. Parafrazand un…

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  • traseu

    e ca in padure. pe munte. urci, urci, treci de busteni, iti aluneca piciorul pe-o piatra, da’ urci si transpiri si mai bei o sticla de apa. vezi o cotitura, pare a fi ultima. stiti deja, nu e. cand termini un delusor, mai apare unul, la fel de sau chiar mai jucaus. si oricat ar…

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