I kinda look like an Emo so I got an Emo myself...
Objavila sam cijeli govor "I Have A Dream" Martina Luthera Kinga, ali je oduži pa mislim da ga više manje nitko ne bi pročitao tako da ipak objavljujem samo po meni najljepše misli o slobodi i jedinstvu... Cijeli govor je prekrasan pa pročitajte tko želi.
When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men - yes, black men as well as white men - would be guaranteed the unalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt.
Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice.
Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.
Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.
Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.
And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot turn back.
There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality.
We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their selfhood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating "for whites only."
No, no we are not satisfied and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.
Let us not wallow in the valley of despair. I say to you today my friends - so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.
This is our hope. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
This will be the day, this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning "My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my father's died, land of the Pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring!"
And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.
Let freedom ring. And when this happens, and when we allow freedom ring - when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children - black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics - will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual: "Free at last! Free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!" Martin Luther King
Ljudi glasajte, pleaseeeee... 'Ko god dođe, 'ko god može!!!
Prva dva otvorih ja...
Neš o meni:
Volim : Boga i zahvalna sam mu za sve što imam, Mozarta (divim mu se), Elvisa Preselyja (Hvala ti za Rock 'n' Roll!), muziku, (V-)gitare, bassove, bubnjeve, (staromodne) mikrofone, spiked kosu, mohawake/irokezice, mir, pacifiste, umjetnost, Punkere, Punk (Punk pišem veliko iz poštovanja), Skinove (al' ne one nazi), pojačala, kompjuter, Guitar Pro, dolje navedene Punk bandove, pjevat (pod tušem ), pisat pjesme, svoju zečicu Puffy, svoju obitelj, svoje prijatelje, raspravljat o politici i filozofiji, (slušat) demo bandove, (nosit) kravate, sanjat, crtat, MTV, VH1, crtiće, Tima Burtona, Vansice, Starke/Chucksice/Conversice, Marte, killere, bodlje na odjeći, blijede ljude upalih lica , kožnjake, kožne hlače, mullete, mrkva hlače, remenje, obleku i frizure u stilu 80-ih, ciferšluse, crni lak za nokte, izložbe, sunčane naočale, lenonice, francuske kape, pruge, karirane stvari...
Ne volim : rasiste, sexiste, nacionaliste, naciste, fašiste, vandale, homofobične ljude, destruktivne i autodestruktivne ljude, bezobzirne pušače zbog kojih mi pluća pasivno trunu, dorgiranje i drogu, dosadno školovanje, pretilu djecu, male klince, političare (uglavnom skoro sve iako bih htjela jednog dana uč' u njihov svijet i sve ispravit'), rat (u Iraku), teroriste, jest meso (vegetarijanka sam), testiranja na životinjama, reklame, bunde, krznarije...
U slobodno vrijeme ... slušam muziku do iznemoglosti (bezgranični izvor inspiracije), maštarim (također bezgranični izvor inspiracije), ljenčarim, pišem pjesme, sviram, pjevam pod tušem, visim za kompom, gledam TV (uglavnom muziku i crtiće), crtam, ponekad i učim , čitam knjige (svake prijestupne), vucaram se Zagrebom s nekim ljudićima...
Napišem još kad se sjetim...
Vidla sam na WebCounteru da se mora ostavit onaj link dolje za sponzore, a ja sam ga obrisala i to nije fer, jer nisam znala pa počinjem iznova poštenim putem brojat
Joan Jett - Joan Jett And The Blackhearts (gitara, glavni vokal)
Moj veliki uzor. Odlična gitaristica . Super frontwoman i pjevačica. Divim joj se. Plus, ima stila .
Chris #2 - Anti-Flag (bass, glavni vokal (na nekim pjesmama), prateći vokal)
Jedan od najboljih bassista na svijetu, ako ne i najbolji. Moj veliki modni uzor. Ima odlične bass dionice.
Chris Head - Anti-Flag (gitara, prateći vokal)
Odličan gitarist! Ljubitelj životinja. Na prvoj slici sa svojim psima.
Justin Sane - Anti Flag (gitara, glavni vokal (na nekim pjesmama), prateći vokal)
Moj veliki uzor. Izuzetno talentirani tekstopisac i skladatelj.
Pat Thetic - Anti-Flag (bubnjevi)
Tip je genijalac! Izvlači i najsloženije ritmove.
Bizzy D - Sum 41 (gitara, glavni vokal (gotovo uvijek), prateći vokal (rijetko))
Napiso je sve riffove za Sum 41... Super pjevač i skladatelj.
Cone - Sum 41 (bass, prateći vokal)
Ima svoj band The Operation M.D. s gitaristom Juliette And The Licksa. Super bassist.
Stevo 32 - Sum 41 (bubnjevi, glavni vokal (rijetko), prateći vokal)
Ovaj tip doslovno rastura bubnjeve ! Ludnica! On je jedan od najboljih bubnjara koje sam ikad čula i s ponosom ću reći možda uz Pat Thetica i najbolji. Odličan je, a ima i super glas! Koji talent!
NAJDRAŽI CRTIĆI (abecednim redom):
THE ADDAMS FAMILY
Crtić koji prati svakodnevnicu mračne obitelji Addams.
COUNT DUCKULA
Crtić o patku vampiru vegetarijancu.
Penelope Pitstop u vozilu The Compact Pussycat
Sargeant Blast i Private Meekly u vozilu The Army Surplus Special
The Slag Brothers; Rock i Gravel u vozilu The Builder Mobile
You never fell in love. Did you get what you deserve?
Hello!
I'm back.
Obama je pobijedio. ohoh
Bolesna sam.
Za Halloween sam bila vampirica... Došla sam tako u školu. Nije bilo baš puno zamaskiranih ljudića, al' sam ipak došla zamaskirana.
I slikala sam se s ppl.
Dear God je baš prekrasna pjesma. ♥
♥ Avenged Sevenfold.
Gledala sam jučer jedan video gdje Quinn (The Used) snima Berta (The Used) dok repa s nekim tipom na ulici i dođe im osoblje iz hotela ispred kojeg su repali i tjera ih, a Bert se dere "This my camera, and this is my life!!!". Prebolesno i presmiješno.
Evo stavit ću vam ga pa pogledajte...
♥ The Used
Peace Out!