Potraga za svjetlom, svjetlo u potrazi

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Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of '99. Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.
The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience...
I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth;
oh, nevermind, you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now, how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.
You are NOT as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future;
or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.
The real troubles in life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind;
the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing everyday that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts.
Don't put up with people who are reckless with your's.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy;
sometimes you're ahead,
sometimes you're behind.
The race is long, and in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive.
Forget the insults.
If you suceed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters.
Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life.
The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives;
some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees, you'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't.
Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't.
Maybe you'll divorce at 40.
Maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary.
Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either
- your choices are half chance, so are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body, use it every way you can...
don't be afraid of it, or what other people think of it...
it's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance...
even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do NOT read beauty magazines they will only make you feel UGLY.

Brother and sister together we'll make it through.
Someday your spirit will take you and guide you there.
I know you've been hurting, but I've been waiting to be there for you.
And I'll be there just helping you out whenever I can.

Get to know your parents, you never know when they might be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings;
they're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go,
but for the precious few you should hold on.
Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard.
Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths.
Prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old.
And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you.
Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse;
but you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it.
Advice is a form of nostalgia;
dispensing it is a way off fishing the pastfrom the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts, and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

Brother and sister together we'll make it through.
Someday your spirit will take you and guide you there.
I know you've been hurting, but I've been waiting to be there for you.
And I'll be there just helping you out whenever I can.

Everybody's free. Everybody's free.

Davno prije, možda čak i nedavno, do jučer, nadao sam se nekim stvarima koje se nikada više nisu mogle vratiti na staro mjesto. Na mjesto gdje bi bili zadovoljni, puni energije koja bi jednostavno prevladala nad zlom. Jedan trenutak, jedan potez, jedna rečenica i jedna osoba mogu uništiti sve tvoje vizije, snove o nekom boljitku, zbog kojeg bi svi mogli uživati, pa čak i biti sretni. Napokon sretni jer živimo. Jer smo slobodni. Osoba uz koju si čvrsto vezan nekakvom nevidljivom niti, koja nije smjela biti posječena, jer, sa tom niti htio sam da zajedno ostvarimo životni cilj, ma kakav on god bio. Ta nit, energija kojom smo vezani, meni je bila lako prepoznatljiva. Ta nit, veza koja je čvrsto držala nas dvoje jedinki zajedno, i jačala bi svakim udarcem tuđe ljubomore, straha ili prijezira. Tu sponu, tu neuništivu vezu, mogao je uništiti samo unutarnji razdor. Strah. Negativna energija među dvoje povezanih energijom. Jedna strana niti počinje popuštati. Slabjeti. Druga strana ostaje čvrsta, jaka, neprobojna. presječena je mogla biti samo iznutra. Oh, ta,svemoguća nit, učinila me robom. Postao sam rob vlastitog suputnika s kojom me ta nit veže, jer, on je od niti napravio omču. Omča koja me zarobila. Stegnula i bacila na koljena. Strah, gubitak misli, nelagoda i gubitak manevarskog prostora. Zarobljen sam od strane mog najdražeg suputnika, i to pomoću naše niti. Te energije koja nam je kao bogom dana. Postao sam ovisnik, plašljiv, suzdržan, nepokretan, neslobodan. Nit je postala omča.
Parnteri su postali kralj i rob. Bio je to okrutan i težak poraz kojeg vjerojatno neću zaboraviti.

Sada. Nakon nekog vremena patnje, razdora, straha, tuge. Shvatio sam da je omča kojom me ona gušila odavno nestala. Ta nelagoda, pritisak i tuga su bili u mojoj glavi. Moj partner koji to više nije, u meni ne postoji. Nit koja je postala negativna energija već je davno nestala. Ja. Pobijedio sam. U glavi mi je bio zatvor i rat. Sada shvaćam da sam davno pušten na slobodu. U meni je samo moja energija. Pozitivna energija. Mogu se kretat slobodno po zemlji. Obilaziti ljude koji su vezani nitima i nadajući se da njihove niti neće postati hladnokrvno i bezosjećajno oružje. Sada sam sam. Slobodan. Sretan. Nasmiješen. Otvorenik očiju i pun energije. Sam među (za)vezanima. Sada sam freak u zemlji kaveza i ograda. Samo jedan freak u zemlji koji će lutati sa avanturističkim osmjehom. Putujem u sigurnost.
Ja sam samo jedan freak....
U carstvu freakova.

:)

...bilo je to vrlo posebno vrijeme i mjesto...
...ali ni jedno objašnjenje...
...skup riječi, muzike i sjećanja...
...ne može dotaknuti taj osjećaj i svijest da si bio dio svega toga...
...u tom kutu vremena i svijeta, što god da je to značilo?
Bila je ludnica na svakom mjestu...
...u svako vrijeme.
Mogao si krenuti bilo gdje.
Bio je fantastičan sveobuhvatan osjećaj...
Da je sve što se događa dobro. Da pobjeđujemo.
I to je bilo ono glavno.
Taj osjećaj neizbježne pobjede...
...nad silama staroga i zla.
Ne u bilo kakvom vojnom smislu. To nam nije trebalo.
Naša energija bi jednostavno prevladala.
Bio je naš trenutak.
Jahali smo na vrhu visokog i prelijepog vala.
I tako, sada poslije manje od pet godina...
...možeš se popeti na brdo u Vegasu i pogledati ka zapadu.
I sa pravim pogledom...
...skoro možeš vidjeti visoki vodeni znak...
...mjesto na kome se val konačno razbio...
...i povukao nazad.


Strah i prijezir u Las Vegasu

Možda se jednoga dana
opet budemo negdje sreli.
Možda ćeš si tada reći
Kako je dobro
Vidjeti te opet.
Jer, vidjet ćeš opet sjaj
U mojim očima.
Tuga za nekima
prošla je.
Bit će ti knedla u grlu
jer neću ti
uzvratiti pozdrav.
Zašto bi ti uzvratio
kada te ni ne poznam.
Ti si sada
neko drugo stvorenje
koje boravi u trulom tijelu
osobe koja je bila voljena.
Ali, ja ne volim tijelo.
Volim osobu
koje više nema.
Ti
ne zaslužuješ
moj pozdrav
i smješak.
Ti si samo životinja.
Ona je
davno umrla.
Prava ljepota je
izmasakrirana.

I must try to draw a line
but if I try,
I can fail.

So...
I won't try,
and i won't fail.

There is no line.
Now, there is nothing.
My life is nothing.

A long time ago, I surrended.
I have failed...