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nedjelja, 06.12.2009.

Umorna (EKV)






Umor je duboko u meni
riba u vodi, podrum u kuci
umor je na rubu usne
rec upucena nekom ko odlazi

Vodi me, vodi me
vodi me na vodu
zar ne vidis
da mi se oci sklapaju

Odmori me, zatvori me
zamotaj me, umotaj me
poklopi me, odlozi me
udahni me, izdahni me

Opusti me, otpusti me
ponesi me, odnesi me
polozi me, ostavi me
ostavi me, ostavi me






(Danas u Tišini pa neka oni, EKV)

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subota, 05.12.2009.

Tomorrow's parties



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He gave me short instant pain,
refusing to feel my love in this moment
All and Now,
calling my heart selfishness,
not understanding the more I love myself
has nothing to do with it,
but the more I would love him, but now..
I will not eat all tomorrow's parties,
no place for tears...

The Virtue of Smile




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petak, 04.12.2009.

Tik tok







Što nam to gura vrijeme
stiska ga u prostor,
pod kvadrat
niz liticu
cijedi moj sat

Kad se otvara kazaljka,
kad se trga njen ritam,
dok me trpaju u ladice
namještaju pod okvir

Rosa se kupi
pod tihi teret,
ubrazih otkucaja.
Neobične noćne ovce
koje pokušavaju preko ograde,
sićušne molekule

Tako se tresm večeras
dok se sadim
pod drvo jabuke,
golema upornost duha
ubrzaje proces

Pod drvetom
stotine želja,
putujem dok ležim
naslonjena u beskrajnost,
mlad zametak raste

Crvena jabuka,
divlja voćka.
Svaki ugriz
nešto gura pod okvir
ne žrtvujem ni boju ni okus

Što tu nije jasno,
pusti okvire
vrijeme i čežnje,
okusi ono što je sada
pustilo zlatne klice


Jednostavno je slijepo
gaziti i istezati me
preko okvira,
lijepog i novog
uglancan me gledaš u mraku

U njemu nisam slobodna,
kako obuhvaćati
noćne ovce
zabijaju tijela u ogradu

Kazaljku je netko strgao
pogazio tlo
a nije se ni okusio
sadašnje crvene jabuke

Okus nije samo za mene
dopri do površine


Darujem vrijeme,
bez kazaljke






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Wicker Man Song - Nature and Organisation










“Your task is not to seek for love,
but merely to seek and find all the barriers
within yourself that you have built against it.”




" I died from minerality and became vegetable;
And From vegetativeness I died and became animal.
I died from animality and became man.
Then why fear disappearance through death?
Next time I shall die
Bringing forth wings and feathers like angels;
After that, soaring higher than angels -
What you cannot imagine,
I shall be that."




"O incomparable Giver of life, cut reason loose at last!
Let it wander grey-eyed from vanity to vanity.
Shatter open my skull, pour in it the wine of madness!
Let me be mad, as You; mad with You, with us.
Beyond the sanity of fools is a burning desert
Where Your sun is whirling in every atom:
Beloved, drag me there, let me roast in Perfection!"




"My heart is burning with love
All can see this flame
My heart is pulsing with passion
like waves on an ocean

my friends have become strangers
and I’m surrounded by enemies
But I’m free as the wind
no longer hurt by those who reproach me

I’m at home wherever I am
And in the room of lovers
I can see with closed eyes
the beauty that dances

Behind the veils
intoxicated with love
I too dance the rhythm
of this moving world"

I have lost my senses
in my world of lovers"






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