ja sam tog dana obavljao najnormalnije funkcije, ovaj... jutarnje. zaljevao sam pesticidima polje iznad Bukovice, kad se iznenada na lijevoj strani sam vidokrug primijetio neki objekat nepoznat koji je bio blještav, ustvari mijenjao je boju, ustvari bio je žut... zelenkaste boje ...povremeno.
Onda sam iznenada, začudio sam se jer sam primijetio da je avion jednostavno stoji na mjestu i da se elisa pri tom ne okreće, a ja sam... ovaj... znao da se avion mora kretati jer sam ga upalio i sve, međutim motor je mirovao, sve je stajalo, taj objekat je proletio par puta pored mene. pogledao sam dole pesticidi su o... nisu padali po njivi, nego su na moje opšte izneneđenje stajali u zraku! onda sam nisam gubio pribranost ni jednog momenta. pokušao sam da pokrenem avion, nije mi pošlo za rukom kad mi se taj objekat izgubio, nepoznati, blješteći, zeleni... u stvari crveni je bio, taj zelenkasti objekat, kad... kad se izgubio iz vidokruga. avion je sam krenuo naprijed i ja sam imao apsolutnu kontrolu... nemojte me više..!
- Đuro

My painting is visible images which conceal nothing; they evoke mystery and, indeed, when one sees one of my pictures, one asks oneself this simple question "What does that mean?" It does not mean anything, because mystery means nothing either, it is unknowable.

René Magritte

The Raven

by Edgar Allan Poe

First Published in 1845

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
" 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door;
Only this, and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow, sorrow for the lost Lenore,.
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore,
Nameless here forevermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me---filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
" 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door,
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door.
This it is, and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is, I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you." Here I opened wide the door;---
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into the darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word,
Lenore?, This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word,
"Lenore!" Merely this, and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping, something louder than before,
"Surely," said I, "surely, that is something at my window lattice.
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore.
Let my heart be still a moment, and this mystery explore.
" 'Tis the wind, and nothing more."

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven, of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door.
Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door,
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven thou," I said, "art sure no
craven,
Ghastly, grim, and ancient raven, wandering from the nightly shore.
Tell me what the lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore."
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning, little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door,
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as "Nevermore."

But the raven, sitting lonely on that placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered; not a feather then he fluttered;
Till I scarcely more than muttered,"Other friends have flown before;
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
Then the bird said,"Nevermore."

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master, whom unmerciful disaster
Followed fast and followed faster, till his songs one burden bore,---
Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore
Of "Never---nevermore."

But the raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and
door;,
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore,
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking, "Nevermore."

Thus I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl, whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er
She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.
"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee -- by these angels he hath
Sent thee respite---respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, O quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!"
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore!"

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!--prophet still, if bird or devil!
Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate, yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted--
On this home by horror haunted--tell me truly, I implore:
Is there--is there balm in Gilead?--tell me--tell me I implore!"
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil--prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that heaven that bends above us--by that God we both adore--
Tell this soul with sorrow laden, if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden, whom the angels name Lenore---
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels name Lenore?
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."

"Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked,
upstarting--
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! -- quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."

And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming.
And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted---nevermore!

Galaxy Song

Spoken: Whenever life gets you down Mrs. Brown,
And things seem hard or tough,
And people are stupid, obnoxious or daft
And you feel that you've had quite enough...

Just remember that you're standing on a planet that's evolving
And revolving at nine hundred miles an hour,
That's orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it's reckoned,
A sun that is the source of all our power.
The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see
Are moving at a million miles a day
In an outer spiral arm, at forty thousand miles an hour,
Of the galaxy we call the 'Milky Way'.

Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars.
It's a hundred thousand light years side to side.
It bulges in the middle, sixteen thousand light years thick,
But out by us it's just three thousand light years wide.
We're thirty thousand light years from galactic central point.
We go round every two hundred million years,
And our galaxy is only one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding universe.

The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding
In all of the directions it can whizz
As fast as it can go, the speed of light, you know,
Twelve million miles a minute and that's the fastest speed there is.
So remember, when you're feeling very small and insecure,
How amazingly unlikely is your birth,
And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere up in space,
'Cause there's bugger all down here on Earth.

1. U to se vrijeme opet okupi veliko mnoštvo, a ljudi nisu imali što jesti. Isus pozove učenike te im reče:

2. "Žao mi je tih ljudi. Već su tri dana ovdje sa mnom i više nemaju što jesti.

3. Ako ih pošaljem gladne kućama, klonut će na putu. Neki su došli izdaleka."

4. "Pa kako da im u ovoj pustoši nabavimo dovoljno hrane?" - upitaju učenici.

5. "Koliko kruhova imate?" - upita ih.

- Sedam

6. Nato on reče mnoštvu da posjeda po zemlji. Zatim uzme sedam kruhova, zahvali za njih Bogu, razlomi ih na komade i dade svojim učenicima. A učenici ih podijele mnoštvu.

7. Nađe se i nekoliko ribica. Isus ih blagoslovi pa reče učenicima da i njih podijele.

8. Svi se nasitiše, a zatim pokupe sedam košara preostale hrane.

9. Ondje je bilo oko četiri tisuće ljudi. Pošto su jeli, on ih otpusti kućama.

10. Odmah zatim uđe s učenicima u lađu i doplovi u okolicu Dalmanute.



11. Kad farizeji doznaju da je stigao, dođu s njime raspravljati. Tražili su od njega da im pokaže znak s neba kao potvrdu.

12. Kad je to čuo, on uzdahne i reče: "Zašto ovaj naraštaj neprestano traži znakove? Zaista vam kažem, ovaj ih naraštaj neće dobiti."

13. Zatim se vrati u lađicu, ostavi ih i preplovi na drugu stranu jezera.



14. No učenici su zaboravili ponijeti hrane prije polaska te su sa sobom u lađi imali samo jedan kruh.

15. Isus ih strogo opomene: "Čuvajte se farizejskoga kvasca i kvasca kralja Heroda."

16. Nemamo kruha

17. Isus je čuo o čemu govore pa reče: "Zašto govorite o tomu da nemate kruha? Zar još niste razumjeli, zar ne shvaćate? Zar su vam srca tako otvrdnula?

18. Imate oči, a ne vidite! Imate uši, a ne čujete! Zar ništa ne možete upamtiti?

19. A onih pet tisuća ljudi koje sam nahranio razlomivši pet kruhova? Koliko ste punih košara ostataka skupili nakon toga?"

- Dvanaest

20. "A koliko je košara hrane preostalo kad sam razlomio sedam kruhova i njima nahranio četiri tisuće ljudi?"

- Sedam punih košara

21. "Pa zar još ne razumijete?" - upita ih.

So this is Christmas
And what have you done
Another year over
And a new one just begun
And so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young

A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Christmas
For weak and for strong
For rich and the poor ones
The world is so wrong
And so happy Christmas
For black and for white
For yellow and red ones
Let's stop all the fight
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Christmas
And what have we done
Another year over
And a new one just begun
Ans so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
War is over over
If you want it
War is over
Now...

Selma putuje na fakultet
ona putuje
ja kofer nosim
molim
težak je al pošto njen je lično
ja i taj kofer volim
Selma
na ulasku u voz ti htjedoh reć
nešto nježno
nešto što izaziva pozor
al rekoh samo
zdravo Selma
i molim te ne naginji se kroz prozor
Selma Selma
zdravo Selma
putuj Selma
i molim te ne naginji se kroz prozor

Uoči najvećeg kršćanskog blagdana Prijatelji životinja podsjećaju javnost kako se na mnogim blagdanskim stolovima nalaze



MILIJUNI UBIJENI UZ PORUKE MIRA I LJUBAVI



U duhu predblagdanskoga konzumerizma, građani Hrvatske i ove godine kupuju simbole blagosti, mira i veselja, nesvjesni da u ime ljubavi žrtvuju milijune raskasapljenih purica, svinja, kokoši, krava i drugih životinja, kojima ukrašavaju svoje blagdanske stolove.



Ne bi li 'najsvetiji' dan trebao odisati ljubavlju, mirom i suosjećanjem, a ne postati najkrvavijim danom u godini? Nema ničega lijepog i suosjećajnog na industrijskim farmama i u klaonicama, gdje preko 50 milijardi nedužnih životinja godišnje živi bijedne živote pune patnje i umire nasilnom, krvavom smrću. U jedenju životinjskoga mesa nema dobrote, milosrđa i ljubavi za sva živa bića. Svaka životinja stvorena je sa sposobnošću osjećanja boli i patnje te vlastitom svrhom postojanja.



Kako bi pokazali da komadima izmučenih i zaklanih životinja nije mjesto na našim tanjurima, Prijatelji životinja će u četvrtak, 23. prosinca 2004. u 11 sati ispred ulaza na tržnicu Dolac u Zagrebu, uz transparente s prigodnim natpisima i letke s vegetarijanskim receptima, građanima koji ulaze i izlaze iz mesnica dijeliti hranu, zbog koje nije prolivena nijedna kap krvi i pozivati ih na poštivanje svačijeg života, proslavom Božića bez nasilja.



Kakvu poruku Božića dajemo djeci kada im govorimo o ljubavi, suosjećanju i toleranciji prema drugima, dok istodobno u svojim domovima uživamo u krvavim, masnim i pečenim dijelovima tijela nekada živih bića, nama bliskih stvorenja? I životinje vole živjeti i imati život, a ne biti ubijene zbog nečijeg blagdanskog ručka, kojem prethodi molitva za mir i blagostanje.



Jedući životinje podržava se i glad u svijetu. Dok uzgojem životinja uništavamo nepregledne količine hrane, svake minute umiru djeca od gladi. Suosjećanjem prema životinjama suosjećamo i prema ljudima.



Zaustavimo se na tren i promislimo - da Isus trenutno hoda zemljom, kako bi se osjećao u moru krvi koja se bespotrebno prolijeva 'njemu u čast' i bi li s odobravanjem pogledao na ovu klaonicu? Njegove riječi, 'sve što želite da drugi čine vama, činite i vi njima', tako su tihe i zaglušene stravičnim krikovima klanih i ubijanih, tako daleke od stvarnosti i poruke onoga kojega bi ovih dana trebali slaviti. Pozivamo građane da žive pravi smisao blagdana - širenje istinske ljubavi i suosjećanja izvan svojih želuca i dalje od zidova svojih domova, a ne podupiranje najbrutalnijeg čina čovjeka prema životinji – mučenja i klanja.

Vizuelno kao utvara čini komunikaciju poligonom nesporazuma i straha.

Televizija je sustav opresije, ona je sveobuhvatna i pretendira biti religija...

Zahvaljujući televiziji, "ja postajem slučajno ja".

The world is the mountain,
and each action, the shout that echoes back.

- Rumi

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Najcjenjeniji Podanik Božji je onaj koji ne pravi razliku među Religijama.

maslina je neobrana
nema koga da je bere

...ljubio sam žena ne zna im se broj
sjećanje na uspomene, to je život moj...
-RASMC

One Love, One Heart
Let's get together and feel all right
Hear the children crying (One Love)
Hear the children crying (One Heart)
Sayin' give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right
Sayin' let's get together and feel all right

Let them all pass all their dirty remarks (One Love)
There is one question I'd really like to ask (One Heart)
Is there a place for the hopeless sinner
Who has hurt all mankind just to save his own?
Believe me

One Love, One Heart
Let's get together and feel all right
As it was in the beginning (One Love)
So shall it be in the end (One Heart)
Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right
One more thing

Let's get together to fight this Holy Armageddon (One Love)
So when the Man comes there will be no no doom (One Song)
Have pity on those whose chances grove thinner
There ain't no hiding place from the Father of Creation

Sayin' One Love, One Heart
Let's get together and feel all right
I'm pleading to mankind (One Love)
Oh Lord (One Heart)
Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right
Let's get together and feel all right

Jer dimnjačar, mlad ili star
popraviti zna svakoj peći kvar

Redemption Song

Old pirates yes they rob I
Sold I to the merchant ships
Minutes after they took I from the
Bottom less pit
But my hand was made strong
By the hand of the almighty
We forward in this generation triumphantly
All I ever had is songs of freedom
Won't you help to sing these songs of freedom
Cause all I ever had redemption songs, redemption songs

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our minds
Have no fear for atomic energy
Cause none of them can stop the time
How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look
Some say it's just a part of it
We've got to fulfill the book

Won't you help to sing, these songs of freedom
Cause all I ever had, redemption songs, redemption songs, redemption songs

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our minds
Have no fear for atomic energy
Cause none of them can stop the time
How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look
Yes some say it's just part of it
We've got to fulfill the book

Won't you help to sing, these songs of freedom
Cause all I ever had, redemption songs
All I ever had, redemption songs
These songs of freedom, songs of freedom

Words by Bob Marley

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