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When the cold of winter comes
Starless night will cover day
In the veiling of the sun
We will walk in bitter rain

But in dreams
I can hear your name
And in dreams
We will meet again

When the seas and mountains fall
And we come, to end of days
In the dark I hear a call
Calling me there,
I will go There
And Back Again

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Elizabeth Forsythe Hailey, 'A Woman of Independent Means'

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Beyond the Invisible

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.

Stare

Your deep stare
Throughout the centuries and worlds
Penetrates my wall
You incinerate my insides
Mutilate my soul
My burning flames you leave in the cold
by Me

"There are only 4 important questions in life: What is sacred? What is the spirit made of? What is worth living for? What is worth dying for?The answer to all four is the same: only love."
Don Juan de Marco

"If I won’t be myself, who will"
A.Hitchoock

"The man who has no imagination, has no wings"
Muhammad Ali

"It takes courage to grow up and turn out to be who you really are."
E.E. Cummings

It's a dangerous business...going out of your door. You step into the Road, and if you don't keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to.
J.R.R. Tolkien

subota, 05.02.2005.

glavobolja... 13.01.2005. Evo prišuljala se od niotkuda. Poput crnog vela obavila je moju glavu. Nije je bilo dugo, jako dugo. Nije mi falila, ni najmanje. A sada je ovdje i sve se više uvlači u moje oči. Tupi udarci bubnjeva svakim časom sve se više pojačavaju. Sve stanice se polako bune i počinju vrištati potaknute njenim pozivom. Kako je ubiti, tu nasilnu glavobolju? Sa bijelom bljutavom tableticom i dugim mirnim snom. - 23:03 - Komentari (1) - Isprintaj - # • a micke, take a good and looong nap i sve bu ockej:-)i daj prestani krmit ujutro na podu kraj grijalice, viš da te sam napuše:-) (freethinker 13.01.2005. 23:13)