Garden of Arcane Delights

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19. 05. 1979

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~Dok slikam gubim se u tišini, ne postoji ništa, dišem utopiju. Dok pišem, dišem samo kroz slike~

Writing is nothing more than a guided dream.~

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You will never be alone with a poet in your pocket.

“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"