Petak
Kisilo je. Bio je petak. Nakon jako dugo vremena mislilo se da ce biti kao i svi prijasnji ..naizgled obicni, (ali onim kojima se to dogada,mozda jos ne sasvim "normalni" ) ali ono sto se unutar toga dogadalo, zaista to nije bio. Slijed dogadaja bio je malo izmijenjen. Dolazak je bio nestrpljiv, videnje olaksavajuce i lijepo. Pripremanje za izlazak je bilo kobno. Jedna jako mala sitna stvar u tome je trenutku znacila previse. (Nazovimo ju mala) Slika, videna od onoga tko ju nije trebao vidjeti je taj trenutak prouzocila jako veliki ..preokret. Ali prikrivanje videnoga nije uspijelo, emocije su previse djelovale. Nije to bila ljubomora,barem nije tako ispalo. Bilo je to vise prikazivanje ljubavi na neki svoj neobican nacin. Nekakovo stanje osjecanja koje je bilo iskazano na izravan nacin. Nista od toga nije bilo ugodno. Niti najmanje. Krenulo se na staro mjesto, ali nije se dugo tamo odvijala ta neugodna situacija. Bol,povrijedenost,neshvacenost i ljutnja odvele su situaciju dalje. Prestalo je kisiti, bura je prestala puhati, postalo je mirnije, nije bilo toliko ljudi, ili je, ne znam. Ne znam, nisam sigurna zapravo, nista od toga svega nije bilo vazno, ni dali pada kisa,dali je zima, koga ima,koga nema, nista od toga nije bilo prisutno a jos manje vazno. Nije bila vazna ni bol - ona fizicka koja nije bilo taj trenutak kada ti je mozak bez ikakvog razmisljanja o posljedicama vodio noge u jednom smjeru kojime nije nikada mislio da ce proci. Naglo zaustavljanje, prisutnost osobe za koju nisi ocekivao da ce te pratiti u stopu zaustavila te i gledala nijemo, sasvim, bez rijeci. Mozda rijeci nisu bile potrebne, ali mozda isto tako nikada nemozes upoznati osobu do kraja da joj mozes procitati misli, koliko god ti to nekada uspijevalo. Suze nisu isle iz mene. Nisam ih mogla pustiti, nisam znala u cemu je problem. Htjela sam cuti tu recenicu, recenice, rijeci, bilo sto sto bi mi mozda barem priblizno objasnilo to nenadano ponasanje. I nakon duge sutnje, razilazenja pogleda, nezeljenog kontakta, doslo je do toga. Cula sam to .. Tada, tada su suze krenule. I nisam ih mogla zausataviti, iako sam se zaista trudila. Nije mi uspijevalo. Bila sam zbunjena, stvar koju sam cula bila je suprotna onome koju sam ocekivala. potrebno mu je vrijeme, vrijeme bez -cure. Ne zna. Mozda treba. Ne zna. Mozda je pogresno. Ne zna. Mozda trebamo biti prijatelji. Ne zna. Mozda treba samo otici. Ne zna. Okrecem se. Razumijem. Placem. Vraca se. Ostajemo prijatelji. Kleci predamnom. Jos, jos. Prestajem polako plakati zbog stiska njegovih ruku oko mojeg tijela. Brise mi suze. Okrecemo se oboje. Krecemo natrag. Postajemo - Samo frendovi..
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Savršenstvo postoji, ali samo onda kada ti to prihvatiš sebi savršenim; ne traži nedostatke onome što ih nema.
INCUBUS - THE WARMTH
I'd like to close my eyes, go numb
but there's a cold wind coming from
the top of the highest high-rise today.
It's not a breeze 'cause it blows hard.
Yes and it wants me to discard the humanity I know,
watch the warmth blow away.
So don't let the world bring you down.
Not everyone here is that fucked up and cold.
Remember why you came and while you're alive
experience the warmth before you grow old.
So do you think I should adhere to that pressing new frontier?
And leave in my wake a trail of fear?
Or should I hold my head up high
and throw a wrench in spokes by
leaving the air behind me clear?
So don't let the world bring you down.
Not everyone here is that fucked up and cold
Remember why you came and while you're alive
experience the warmth before you go.
So don't let the world bring you down.
Not everyone here is that fucked up and cold.
Remember why you came and while you're alive
experience the warmth before you grow old.
Before you grow old.
Where did it go?
AUDIOSLAVE- LIGHT MY WAY
In my hour of need
On a sea of gray
On my knees I pray to you
Help me find the dawn
Won't you light my way
Won't you light my way
A bullet is a man
From time to time he strays
I compare my life to this
To this I relate
And I'm willing
To listen to your answers
And I'm not ashamed
To tell you I need you today
Won't you light my way
Won't you light my way
So when I'm lost
Or I'm tired and depraved
Or when my high bullet mind
Goes astray won't you light my way
AUDIOSLAVE-COCHISE
I've been watching
While you've been coughing
I've been drinking life
While you've been nauseous
And so I drink to health
While you kill yourself
And I've got just one thing
That I can offer
Go on and save yourself
And with the early dawn
Moving right along
I couldn't buy an eyeful of sleep
And in the aching night under satellites
I was not received
Built with stolen parts
A telephone in my heart
Someone get me a priest
To put my mind to bed
This ringing in my head
Is this a cure or is this a disease
Nail in my hand
From my creator
You gave me life
Now show me how to live
And in the after birth
On the quiet earth
Let the stains remind you
You thought you made a man
You better think again
Before my role defines you
Nail in my hand
From my creator
You gave me life
Now show me how to live
And in your waiting hands
I will land
And roll out of my skin
And in your final hours I will stand
Ready to begin
And take it out on me
I'm not a martyr
I'm not a prophet
And I won't preach to you
But here's a caution
You better understand
That I won't hold your hand
But if it helps you mend
Then I won't stop it
Go on and save yourself
And take it out on me
Drown if you want
And I'll see you at the bottom
Where you'll crawl on my skin
And put the blame on me
So you don't feel a thing
Slusa se : Incubus Audioslave A Perfect Circle Blink 182 Box Car Racer Angels And Airwawes Guzva u 16-ercu Pasi Debeli Predcjednik Mikrofonija Urban Laufer Foo Fighters Pennywise Rancid Ramones Depeche Mode The Reel Big Fish Pink Floyd Soundgarden Pearl Jam Prodigy
Cita se : Jerome D. Salinger Goethe Dostojevski Tolstoj Whitman Kamov E.A.Poe A.G.Matos J.R.R.Tolkien Dickens