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https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=mTn_v08ZJEM


"The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering,
known strle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.”

Elisabeth Kübler-Ross

“Being with him when he died was something I will never forget. His bravery. His happiness. His acceptance. It was a colossal experience for me. Changed my life completely in a way that I had not expected. I expected to feel sad and lost. But I felt the opposite. Just, like, ‘Boy, this is it. This is all we have. Right here. So you’d better pay attention.’”

Laurie Anderson and Lou Reed


“To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power.
Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget… another world is not only possible, she is on her way.
On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing."

Arundhati

“I hope you will go out and let stories, that is life, happen to you, and that you will work with these stories... water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom.”

Clarissa Pinkola Estés


“May the sun bring you new energy by day, may the moon softly restore you by night, may the rain wash away your worries, may the breeze blow new strength into your being, may you walk gently through the world and know it’s beauty all the days of your life.”
Apache Blessing


“I am not the first person you loved.
You are not the first person I looked at
with a mouthful of forevers. We
have both known loss like the sharp edges
of a knife. We have both lived with lips
more scar tissue than skin. Our love came
unannounced in the middle of the night.
Our love came when we’d given up
on asking love to come. I think
that has to be part
of its miracle.
This is how we heal.
I will kiss you like forgiveness. You
will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms
will bandage and we will press promises
between us like flowers in a book.
I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat
on your skin. I will write novels to the scar
of your nose. I will write a dictionary
of all the words I have used trying
to describe the way it feels to have finally,
finally found you.

And I will not be afraid
of your scars.

I know sometimes
it’s still hard to let me see you
in all your cracked perfection,
but please know:
whether it’s the days you burn
more brilliant than the sun
or the nights you collapse into my lap
your body broken into a thousand questions,
you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I will love you when you are a still day.
I will love you when you are a hurricane.”

Clementine von Radics





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SarahBernardht
01.03.2018., četvrtak
Crveno i crno

Moram vam priznat nekaj...
Sinoć sam...sinoć sam bila u kazalištu, i gledala sam..
Aa..ufff....
Frendica Jean nabavila je četiri besplatne karte, a ja obožavam kazališta..al sam pogledala autora predstave tek kratko prije početka, na gugliju...
Dakle..jučer sam bila u kazalištu..
I gledala sam..ajde..pa reći ću vam..
Gledala sam "Šest likova traže autora".
Frljić!!!:-)))))

Prva scena je Bujančevo vjenčanje.
Na sceni se najprije s maskama svinjskih glava, u krug prešetavaju skoro svi desničari naše društveno- političke scene. Tu mi je još smiješno.
Kardinal sa svinjskom glavom, pričešćuje ih kokainom.
Tu mi je odvratno.
Klinci u publici se smiju. Scena je nevjerojatna.
No, znamo, riječ je o Frljićevoj satiri, cilj je šokirati, pa pod cijenu svake moguće vulgarnosti.
Nekoć je Kerempuh imao božansku satiru, izrugivalo se tamo svemu i svačemu, nitko nije bio pošteđen tog njenog otrovnog žalca.
(Samo)izrugivanje je jako zdravo. Ono ukazuje na našu posvemašnju malešnost, relativnost i nevažnost. Ispuhuje lažne veličine ko mjehur sapunice.
Otud ona kasnija gorčina u ustima...
No, satira na današnje doba, ne samo da je gorka, groteskna, nego vam se od nje doslovce bljuje. Ufff.
Tim više, što je Frljić tako jako lijevo nasađen, siroti, da mu je sinoć promaklo izrugati se i svojoj ljevici malo, a ima i tu materijala, itekako ima.
Unatoč pucačini, vrištanju, prenemaganju, pretjerivanju, golim cicekima koji me nisu sablaznili i šlatanju, guženju, snimkama Hitlerovog i Mussolinijevog govora od kojih prolaze žmarci, te tendencioznosti autora
( Pirandelli koji je stvorio to djelo, bio je fašist, pa se Frljić ovako razračunava s fašizmom), u predstavi ima nekolicina interesantnih filozofskih postavki i intrigantnih borbi satire i drame, koja se upravo zbiva u svim segmentima Lijepe naše.
Mene se dojmilo kad nas je glumica uvjeravala da ona nije glumica nego lik, i da smo svi mi Srbi jer samo mrtvo hladno gledamo kak je debeli redatelj siluje.

Pljesak je u prepunom kazalištu, bio anemičan.
Bilo mi je žao glumaca.
Pomislila sam, kak Freš mora pogledat ovu predstavu i napravit odgovor na nju;-)))
Mi ćemo bit likovi. Jasno. Mi to već i jesmo:-P

Fašizam, tvrdi Frljić, nema smisla za humor.
Nema ga niti jedan totalitarni režim, Frljiću.
Pa niti ti.
Rekla bih: boreći se protiv fašizma, postajete fašisti, ljudi moji dragi!
Neke oprečnosti i podijeljenosti koje harače našim društvom, zapravo ne bi ni postojale jedna bez druge.
Samo..tko će prvi prestat srat?
( pod dojmom sam još)

Poslije predstave, išle smo nas četiri na kuhano vino.
Konobar je u praznom kafiću za šankom prao čaše, radio obračun i cijelo vrijeme prisluškivao naš razgovor.
A pričalo se...malo predstava, posao, izlasci..pa onda veze i muškarci;-)))
Neno konobar, bio je oduševljen.
Jedva se suzdržavao da ne sjedne s nama.
Jean je rekao da ima divno ime.
Ivette je našao masera.
Sa Suzette se zapričao...
Meni je rekao da sam mu poznata..javna osoba?!;-))
Jeah, rajt, blogerica:-P




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