...All that you touch
All that you see
All that you taste
All you feel.
All that you love
All that you hate
All you distrust
All you save.
All that you give
All that you deal
All that you buy,
beg, borrow or steal.
All you create
All you destroy
All that you do
All that you say.
All that you eat
And everyone you meet
All that you slight
And everyone you fight.
All that is now
All that is gone
All that's to come
and everything under
the sun is in tune
but the sun
is eclipsed by the moon.
"...


...For long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be...

“Veganism is not a sacrifice. It is a joy.”

carapa.floyd27@gmail.com

.Čarapa Floyd.

utorak, 21.11.2017.

Mušmule



Go Vegan!

LEONARD COHEN - Waiting For The Miracle

...Baby, I've been waiting,
I've been waiting night and day
I didn't see the time,
I waited half my life away
There were lots of invitations
And I know you sent me some
But I was waiting
For the miracle, for the miracle to come
I know you really loved me
But, you see, my hands were tied
And I know it must have hurt you,
It must have hurt your pride
To have to stand beneath my window
With your bugle and your drum
And me I'm up there waiting
For the miracle, for the miracle to come
Ah I don't believe you'd like it,
You wouldn't like it here
There ain't no entertainment
And the judgments are severe
The Maestro says it's Mozart
But it sounds like bubble gum
When you're waiting
For the miracle, for the miracle to come
Waiting for the miracle
There's nothing left to do
I haven't been this happy
Since the end of World War II
Nothing left to do
When you know that you've been taken
Nothing left to do
When you're begging for a crumb
Nothing left to do
When you've got to go on waiting
Waiting for the miracle to come
I dreamed about you, baby
It was just the other night
Most of you was naked
Ah but some of you was light
The sands of time were falling
From your fingers and your thumb
And you were waiting
For the miracle, for the miracle to come
Ah baby, let's get married
We've been alone too long
Let's be alone together
Let's see if we're that strong
Yeah let's do something crazy,
Something absolutely wrong
While we're waiting
For the miracle, for the miracle to come
Nothing left to do
When you know that you've been taken
Nothing left to do
When you're begging for a crumb
Nothing left to do
When you've got to go on waiting
Waiting for the miracle to come
When you've fallen on the highway
And you're lying in the rain,
And they ask you how you're doing
Of course you'll say you can't complain
If you're squeezed for information,
That's when you've got to play it dumb
You just say you're out there waiting
For the miracle, for the miracle to come...

- 17:47 - Komentari (4) - Isprintaj - #

Ej,živote,teško o jebote....


Pasji problemi.




Mala maza.


- 14:30 - Komentari (6) - Isprintaj - #

Čarapa u portretu by Tomislav Šilipetar

Tomislav Šilipetar je rođen u Zagrebu. 2014. godine završava akademiju likovnih umjetnosti u Zagrebu u klasi Igora Rončevića – slikarski odsjek. 2015. godine postaje član HDLU-a. Uz skupne, imao je i par samostalnih izložbi. Dobitnik je rektorove nagrade za izvrsnost 2013. godine.

Slika i stvara većinom u akrilu, a teme variraju od samoće i izoliranosti, do same ljudske egzistencije u društvu koje osuđuje. Preferira lazurnost i liniju, koje savršeno idu uz cjelokupnu zaokupljenost izlaska iz ” uboksiranosti ” debelih nanosa akademizma.






























(ponavljam post jer mi stari blog izbrisan)

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ponedjeljak, 20.11.2017.

I Put A Spell On You

Bowie The Cat




Annie Lennox - I Put A Spell On You Because you're mine
You better stop the things you do
I tell ya I ain't lyin'
I ain't lyin'
You know I can't stand it
You're runnin' around
You know better daddy
I can't stand it 'cause you put me down
Oh no
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine
You know I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you anyhow
And I don't care if you don't want me
I'm yours right now
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine
You know…



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- 15:03 - Komentari (5) - Isprintaj - #

Američki staford

LJUBAV!!!

Beba. (Lord umire od ljubomore)





“A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves himself.”

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nedjelja, 19.11.2017.

Magla

“One day many years ago a man walked along and stood in the sound of the ocean on a cold sunless shore and said, "We need a voice to call across the water, to warn ships; I'll make one. I'll make a voice like all of time and all of the fog that ever was; I'll make a voice that is like an empty bed beside you all night long, and like an empty house when you open the door, and like trees in autumn with no leaves. A sound like the birds flying south, crying, and a sound like November wind and the sea on the hard, cold shore. I'll make a sound that's so alone that no one can miss it, that whoever hears it will weep in their souls, and hearths will seem warmer, and being inside will seem better to all who hear it in the distant towns. I'll make me a sound and an apparatus and they'll call it a Fog Horn and whoever hears it will know the sadness of eternity and the briefness of life."

The Fog Horn blew.”
 Ray Bradbury, The Fog Horn




(pogled iz stana)



GENIJALAC IZ ZABOKA!

J.R. August - Man with the Magnificent Mind (Change of Seasons 1/4)

...I am a man with the magnificent mind
These eyes of treason make me wanna go blind
I tend to see the things that nobody sees
I am the disease
I am the disease

I am a man with the magnificent plan
The velvet glove is on my iron hand
I act atrocious when nobody sees
And spread the disease
And spread the disease

Why can't you see!?
You belong to me!
Why can't you see!?
You belong to me!

I am a man with an invisible band
The bleeding vinyl plays our song of pain that has no end
Come taste the music whenever you please
Come taste the disease
Come taste the disease...







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petak, 17.11.2017.

Torta od vegančinki. (tijesto od banana)



Vegančinke su mazane domaćom marmeladom od smokava i domaćim medom od maslačka.

Gremlin Bowie.



Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here

- 15:57 - Komentari (17) - Isprintaj - #

Trava i mica zlica Freddie

Pikantni umak od bundeve i đumbira.
Pohani (marinirani) seitan sa sezamom.
Leća sa kineskim kupusom.
njami



Freddie voli oblačit moju odjeću.



Freddie voli knjige.



Freddie je super mačka.

n u a g e s - dreams

...Lets suppose that you were able every night to dream any dream you wanted to dream,
and you would naturally as you began on this adventure of dreams, you would fulfill all your wishes.

You would have every kind of pleasure, you see,
and after several nights you would say, "well that was pretty great."
But now lets have a surprise, lets have a dream which isn’t under control.
Well something is going to happen to me that i don’t know what it’s gonna be.
Then you would get more and more adventurous, and you would make further and further out gambles as to what you would dream, and finally you would dream where you are now.

If you awaken from this illusion,
and you understand that black implies white,
self implies other,
life implies death.
You can feel yourself, not as a stranger in the world,
not as something here on probation, not as something that has arrived here by fluke, but you can begin to feel your own existence as absolutely fundamental.

What you are basically, deep, deep down, far, far in, is simply the fabric and structure of existence itself...



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četvrtak, 16.11.2017.

Najava

Eto dragi moj blogeri,iduće godine bit će izložba by Čarapa.
Datum i mjesto još dogovaramo,bit će klope i nikad viđeni crteži by Čarapa.
Obavijest stiže na vrijeme.
Ljubim Vas.
SREĆA NAJVEĆA.

IT'S A LONG WAY TO THE TOP (IF YOU WANNA ROCK 'N' ROLL) - AC DC

- 19:24 - Komentari (10) - Isprintaj - #

srijeda, 15.11.2017.

Ptuj

Pozdrav iz predivnog Ptuja.


















Time to Cook. njami

The Sisters of Mercy - Lucretia My Reflection


...I hear the roar of a big machine
Two worlds and in between
Hot metal and methedrine
I hear empire down
I hear empire down
I hear the roar of a big machine
Two worlds and in between
Love lost, fire at will
Dum-dum bullets and shoot to kill, I hear
Dive, bombers, and
Empire down
Empire down
I hear the sons of the city and dispossessed
Get down, get undressed
Get pretty but you and me,
We got the kingdom, we got the key
We got the empire, now as then,
We don't doubt, we don't take direction,
Lucretia, my reflection, dance the ghost with me
We look hard
We look through
We look hard to see for real
Such things I hear, they don't make sense
I don't see much evidence
I don't feel. I don't feel. I don't Feel
A long train held up by page on page
A hard reign held up by rage
Once a railroad
Now it's done
I hear the roar of a big machine
Two worlds and in between
Hot metal and methedrine
I hear empire down
We got the empire, now as then,
We don't doubt, we don't take reflection,
Lucretia, my direction, dance the ghost with me...

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