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petak, 09.05.2008.

PATERE (žrtvena čaša)




Otvaram se prema nebu,
Nekoj stranoj svjetlosti,
Mašti jednog djeteta
Skidam veo.
Skidam svoje lice.
Pijem iz bunara
Nekoć sazrelo vino.
Sada ulijevam u sebe okus plijesni
Kao janje.
Gledam svoje posljednje klanje.

Čemu mi zore
Kada jutra više ne nosim,
Čemu urlici
Kada moje tijelo prekriva
Sitno dorađena vuna.

Rušim sliku prokletog Jude.
Gazim po izdajničkim tragovima
Jer vidješe moje obraslo lice.

Golih ruku
Čupam korijenje zemlje,
Čupam korov u svom jastuku.
Trgam sve negativnosti svojih ruku
Kako bih ih mogla raširiti prema nebu.
Bez imalo briga,
Bez imalo privida
Paklene svijesti.

Dječja mašta
Stvara svjetlost
Unutar i van mog ploda.
Skidam veo,
Ponavljam svoje pokrete.
Skidam veo
I grlim golih ruku.


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“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"