utorak, 29.01.2008.
slucajnost..
ste se pitali..
koliko su dogadjaji u vasem zivotu slucajni...
koliko toga privucemo.. i zla i dobra...
citam Tajnu..
moram priznati da ne volim takve knjige tipa samopomoci, mislim da ima puno boljih knjiga u kojim cete naci slicno..ali ne na takav eksplicitan nacin, svemirskog razmisljanja.. volim razmisljati, knjige koje te tjeraju da sam sebe upoznas do granica..vlastite neprepoznatljivosti...
mislim da jedino spoznajuci sebe, mozete zapravo spoznati zivot i sto vam on pruza..
gledajuci na ono sto sam sebi privukla...
heheh...mogu unazad sa smjeskom pogledati..
reci si hvala...Ines stvarno si htjela vidjeti koliko mozes trpiti, istraziti sebe na poljima nepoznatog, zlog..
sve me je dovelo..do onoga sto sada jesam...sto me cini, i zelim zivjeti zivot u skladu s tim..., a sada...ipak..mi se ostvaruje ono sto sam zeljela..samo me je bilo strah nadati se jer ocekivanja uvijek vode ka razocaranju...
tko je to privukao...
ja? ili su moje molbe..uslisane...
ne znam...
kako god..
mirna sam..sretna i
vicem
Hvala...svemiru..
Give it to me straight from the heart
Tell me we can make another start
You know I'll never go
As long as I know
Its comin' straight from the heart
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petak, 18.01.2008.
something deep inside...
sto zivot nosi..
trudim se, ne zamarati s tim..
come what may..
ne treba se zamarati s necim sto bi moglo biti…kad dodje bit ce vremena za to..
zaista ne znam, no moze se promijeniti u 24 sata…
to me oduvijek fascinira…
no..kako se nositi s tim promjenama je ono sto ostaje kao pitanja bez odgovora. Ponekad je najjednostavnije ici – ono dan za danom..A, sto ako su ti dani pitanje zivotnih odluka.. Kad zapravo odrastemo i postanemo spremni, veliki i odlucni..E tu se malo gubim..Mastas o nekim stvarima cijeli zivot..i onda kad se nadjes na raskrizju zivota.. Sto, kako dalje..hm..ne znam, ne mogu, nisam spremna.. Je li vrijeme sve sto nam treba, ili trebamo ocvrsnuti, odluciti i stati iza toga, ma kakva god odluka bila.
odluke tako teske za nesto tako slatko, lijepo...Lijepo, za nevjerovati...
These are the days of the open hand
They will not be the last
Look around now
These are the days of the beggars and the choosers
The rich declare themselves poor
And most of us are not sure
If we have too much
But we’ll take our chances
And its hard to love, there’s so much to hate
Hanging on to hope
When there is no hope to speak of
And the wounded skies above say it’s much, much too late
Well maybe we should all be praying for time
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nedjelja, 13.01.2008.
impossible...
nevjerojatno...
I'm in love...
sve..sve...moze biti divno...
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utorak, 08.01.2008.
brand new day...
How many of you people out there
Been hurt in some kind of love affair
And how many times do you swear that you'll never love again?
How many lonely, sleepless nights
How many lies, how many fights
And why would you want to put yourself through all that again?
"Love is pain," I hear you say
Love has a cruel and bitter way
Of paying you back for all the faith you ever had in your brain
How could it be that what you need the most
Can leave you feeling just like a ghost?
You never want to feel so sad and lost again
One day you could be looking
Through an old book in rainy weather
You see a picture of her smiling at you
When you were still together
You could be walking down the street
And who should you chance to meet
But that same old smile that you've been thinking of all day
It could happen to you - just like it happened to me
There's simply no immunity - there's no guarantee
I say love's such a force - if you find yourself in it
I'm the rhythm in your tune
I'm the sun and you're the moon
And I have started...
Into a brand new day...
A good start....
Falling in love...
:)
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petak, 04.01.2008.
...
Pavel...
...
Mislim da je vrijeme da pustis...
Ponekad je bolje tako...
Sada ne vidis jasno..
I znam da ne izgleda lako..
Ali je bolje
Mozda nije sjajno
Ovako je bolje
Vjeruj mi..
Ne suti...
Digni glavu...
Hajde bar se naljuti...
Koliko suza uopce treba
da tvoje oci opet upiju boju neba...
Bolje je...
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utorak, 01.01.2008.
for the ones..who are reading me..
Neka vas u Novoj godini svaki izlazak sunca probudi
vedra lica,i neka vam smijeh i radost donose
zdravlje! Vjerujte u ljubav, pronalazite vječnost u
svakom trenutku, a sve što će vam nedostajati u
ruci nadomjestite iz srca! Sretna Nova 2008. godina!
a...ja...i svijet
ovaj, onaj ili moj vise nije za mene...
dizem ruke...
nista vise nema smisla...
Godine prolaze
laste mi ne dolaze
ne mirisu mi zumbuli
a i ti me iznevjeri
Ines....
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samo moj mali svijet...
...The greatest thing you'll ever learn in life is to love and be loved in return...
...zivot, ljubav - to ti je kao pjesma. Ako ne sjedne u pravom trenutku - kao da je i nema...
...Sreca postoji za one koji placu, one koji su povrijedjeni, oni koji traze i one koji se trude,
jer samo oni znaju cijeniti ljude koji dotaknu njihov zivot...
...Ne ljuti se zbog rijeci sto ih nekad kazem, nakon teske noci umorna i snena,
ne cudi se zbog suza kad u tami placem ili kad te ljubim...
ja sam zena...
Zena sto voli, zena od suza,strasti i boli...
Michael Houllebecq; Širenje područja borbe; Zagreb 2004:
"…Ljubav kao nevinost i kao dar za vjerovanje u iluziju, kao sposobnost da se cjelokupni suprotni spol svede na jedno jedino voljeno biće, rijetko preživi godinu seksualnog švrljanja, nikada dvije. Stvarnost je da spolna iskustva prikupljena jedno za drugim tijekom adolescencije podrivaju i brzo unište svaku mogućnost sentimentalne i romaneskne projekcije; postupni i zapravo prilično brzo, postajemo sposobni za ljubav koliko i stara krpa. A zatim, dakako, živimo poput stare krpe; stareći gubimo zavodljivost, a stoga dobijamo na gorčini.
Ex-factor...
It could all be so simple
But you'd rather make it hard
Loving you is like a battle
And we both end up with scars
Tell me, who I have to be
To get some reciprocity
No one loves you more than me
And no one ever will
Is this just a silly game
That forces you to act this way
Forces you to scream my name
Then pretend that you can't stay
Tell me, who I have to be
To get some reciprocity
No one loves you more than me
And no one ever will
No matter how I think we grow
You always seem to let me know
It ain't workin'
It ain't workin'
And when I try to walk away
You'd hurt yourself to make me stay
This is crazy
This is crazy
I keep letting you back in
How can I explain myself
As painful as this thing has been
I just can't be with no one else
See I know what we got to do
You let go and I'll let go too
'Cause no one's hurt me more than you
And no one ever will
Care for me, care for me
I know you care for me
There for me, there for me
Said you'd be there for me
Cry for me, cry for me
You said you'd die for me
Give to me, give to me
Why won't you live for me
Frank Sinatra:My Way
And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, I’ll say it clear,
I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain.
I’ve lived a life that’s full.
I’ve traveled each and ev’ry highway;
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Regrets, I’ve had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.
I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.
I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried.
I’ve had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.
To think I did all that;
And may I say - not in a shy way,
No, oh no not me,
I did it my way.
For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!