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"A journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step." - Lao-Tsu

"You can't stop the waves, but you can learn to surf." - unknown

"That is the best: to laugh with someone because you think the same things are funny." - Gloria Vanderbilt

"I can't understand why people are frightened of new ideas. I'm frightened of the old ones." - John Cage

"Whenever you fall, pick something up." - Oswald Avery

"The man who has no imagination has no wings." - Muhammad Ali

All I really need is love, but a little chocolate now and then doesn’t hurt! - Lucy, Peanuts

Do you know what the greatest test is? Do you still get excited about what you do when you get up in the morning? - David Halberstam

Too many people overvalue what they are not and undervalue what they are. - Malcolm Forbes

If a friend is in trouble, don't annoy him by asking if there is anything you can do. Think up something appropriate and do it. - Edgar Watson Howe

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 iT'S tHE mUSIC tHAT mAKES wORLD gO...
"It’s the end of the world as we know it" - " R.E.M. "

That’s great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane and lenny bruce is not afraid eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn - world serves it’s own needs, dummy serve your own needs. Feed it off an aux speak, grunt, no, strength, ladder start to clatter with fear fight down height. Wire in a fire, representing seven games, a government for hire and a combat site. Left of west and coming in a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered cropped look at that low playing! Fine, then. Uh oh, overflow, population, common food, but it’ll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. world serves it’s own needs, listen to your heart bleed dummy with the rapture and the revered and the right, right. you vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty psyched...

It’s the end of the world as we know it
It’s the end of the world as we know it
It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine...




"Daffodil Lament" - " CRANBERRIES "

Holding on, that's what I do since I met you.
And it won't be long. Would you notice if I left you?
And it's fine for some 'cause you're not the one,
You're not the one there...
There... there... there... there... there...

All night long, laid on my pillow,
These things are wrong.
I can't sleep here!

So lovely, so lovely, so lovely.

I have decided to leave you forever.
I have decided to start things from here.
Thunder and lightning won't change,
What I'm feeling and the daffodils look lovely today,
And the daffodils look lovely today,
Look lovely today.

Ooh, in your eyes I can see the disguise.
Ooh, in your eyes I can see the disguise.
Has anyone seen lightning?
Has anyone looked lovely?
And the daffodils look lovely today,
And the daffodils look lovely today,
Look lovely today...

Na, na. Na, na na na...




"Painted On My Heart" - The Cult

I thought you'd be out of my mind
And I'd finally found a way to learn to live without you
I thought it was just a matter of time
Till I had a hundred reasons not to think about you

But it's just not so
And after all this time, I still can't let go

I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory, baby

I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of my fingertips
This love so deep inside of me, baby

I've tried everything that I can
To get my heart to forget you
But it just can't seem to

I guess it's just no use
In every part of me
Is still a part of you

And I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory, baby

I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of her fingertips
This love so deep inside of me, baby

I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart, oh baby

Something in your eyes keeps haunting me
I'm trying to escape you
And I know there ain't no way to
To chase you from my mind

I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory baby

I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of my fingertips
This love so deep inside of me, baby

I've still got your face
I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart

 31.05.2004., ponedjeljak

When death falls in love...

Jeste li gledali film Meet Joe Black (nemam pojma kako su nasi preveli)? U njemu igraju Anthony Hopkins, Claire Forlani i Brad Pitt. Pitt igra Smrt koja se odlucila malo prosetati svijetom i upoznati osjecaje ljudi. Tako Smrt izabere Hopkinsa, koji je neka korporacijska faca imenom William Parish, da ga provede po nasem plavom planetu. Ali se usput Smrt zaljubi u kći od Hopkinsa (a tko se ne bi zaljubio u Claire Forlani), i nastaje... Za ostatak ipak pogledajte film, malo duže traje, ali stvarno se isplati. Evo samo dio jednog razgovora između čovjeka i Smrti o ljubavi.

DEATH: "So, what is love?"
HOPKINS: "Trust, responisibility, taking the weight for your choices and feelings and spending the rest of your life living up to them, and above all... not hurting the object of your love."
DEATH: "So, that's what love is, according to William Parrish?"
HOPKINS: "Multiplied by infinity and taken to the depth of forever, and you'll still have barely glimps of what I'm talking about."
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 29.05.2004., subota

Hawaiian Orchid in Glass Evo jedna pjesma od Pabla Nerude. Znam da puno ljudi nije nikad ni culo za njega, ali kad procitate koju njegovu pjesmu i prepoznate se u njoj, mislin da ce vas itekako zainteresirati. Pa ako vam je ikada netko slomio srce evo dokaz da niste jedina osoba na svijetu koja se tako ikada osjecala kao utopljena.




PABLO NERUDA:
NOĆAS BIH MOGAO NAPISATI
(1924)

Noćas bih mogao napisati najtužnije stihove.

Napisati, na primjer: "Noć je posuta zvijezdama,
trepere modre zvijezde u daljini."

Noćni vjetar kruži nebom i pjeva.

Noćas bih mogao napisati najtužnije stihove.
Volio sam je, a ponekad je i ona mene voljela.

U noćima kao ova bila je u mom naručju.
Ljubljah je, koliko puta, ispod beskrajna neba.

Voljela me, a ponekad i ja sam je volio.
Kako da ne volim njene velike nepomične oči.

Noćas bih mogao napisati najtužnije stihove.
Misliti da je nemam, osjećati da sam je izgubio.

Slušati noć beskrajnu, još mnogo dužu bez nje.
I stih pada na dušu kao rosa na pašnjak.

Nije važno što je ljubav moja ne sačuva.
Noć je posuta zvijezdama i ona nije uza me.

To je sve. U daljini netko pjeva. U daljini.
Duša je moja nesretna što ju je izgubila.

Kao da je želi približiti, moj pogled je traži.
Srce je moje traži, a ona nije uza me.

Ista noć u bijelo odijeva ista stabla.
Ni mi, od nekada, nismo više isti.

Više je ne volim, sigurno, ali koliko sam volio!
Moj glas je tražio vjetar da takne njeno uho.

Drugome. Pripast će drugome. Ko prije mojih cjelova.
Njen glas i jasno tijelo. Njene beskrajne oči.

Više je ne volim, zaista, no možda je ipak volim?
Ljubav je tako kratka, a zaborav tako dug.

I jer sam je u noćima poput ove držao u naručju,
duša je moja nesretna što ju je izgubila.

Iako je to posljednja bol koju ni zadaje
i posljednji stihovi koje za nju pišem.


Pa ako ste vidjeli sami sebe ne očajavajte. Istina je, ma koliko mi to ne htjeli prihvatiti, da vrijeme liječi rane. Čak i one koje ne želite zalječiti.
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