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Jeli ko primjetija (vi poštovana mnogobrojna publiko) da na cilon ovon blogu uopće nema slika? To je tako bolesno... Sick, sick. Ali pokušat ću to nadoknaditi! 
Well sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the water
And I think of all the things, what you're doing
And in my head I make a picture
I sad tu stavljam stihove pjesme koja nema veze s nedostatkom slika na ovom blogu. Potpuno sam nepovezana. Ali tako je lakše znate. Pričati nepovezano, razmišljati nepovezano, pisati nepovezano. Tako možete biti carevi neshvaćenosti. Život bez logike. Milijun kuna na Milijunašu. Logika je za kurac. Kao more za pticu (osim galebova). Ili nebo za ribu. Ili novac za ljubav. Ma ne ta nije dobra usporedba jer ipak (po mom mišljenju) jedina prava ljubav je ovisnost. A onda kad shvatimo da netribamo bit ovisni o ničemu, onda i ta ljubav nestaje. A lova ostaje (ako je ne trošimo suludo i živimo o trošku staraca). Materijalizam ubija svit. Ni ozonska rupa nije ubojica koliki je materijalizam.
But maybe if I looked real hard I'd
I'd see your tryin' too
To understand this life,
That we're all goin' through
Da nije bilo materijalizma nebi bilo ni ozonske rupe. A bogami nebi bilo ni gladnih u Africi, a ni ozračenih u Hirošimi. Al bi onda automatski došlo neko novo zlo koje bi nadopunilo nedostatak posljedica materijalizma. Buncam. Neznan šta govorin. Živin u svon kaotičnon svitu, zatvorena od svih, neupućena, a pokušavan se bavit problemima svita. 
And he can see no reasons
'Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be
Ne želim biti paranoična, tjeskobna, zavidna i najviše od svega ne želim biti.
And the lesson today is how to die
And then the bullhorn crackles
And the captain tackles
With the problems and the hows and whys
And he can see no reasons
'Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die, die?
Ljudi koji misle, koji misle previše zagorčavaju si život. Imaš svoje istinkte, svoj mozak i srce. Nemoj slijepo vjerovati samo jednom, ali nemoj ni pokušati slijediti svu trojicu odjedanput jer ćeš sve zakomplicirati i loše će završiti.
Deep inside of a parallel universe
It's getting harder and harder
To tell what came first
Neznam.
I believe I can see the future
Because I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
Then again, that might have been a dream
Nitko nezna. I nikad neće!
I think I used to have a voice
Now I never make a sound
I just do what I’ve been told
I really don’t want them to come around
Oh, no.
Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same
I can feel their eyes are watching
In case I lose myself again
Sometimes I think I’m happy here
Sometimes, yeah, I still pretend
I can’t remember how this got started
But I can tell you exactly how it will end.
Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same
(spoken)
I’m writing on a little piece of paper
I’m hoping someday you might find
Well, I’ll hide it behind something
They won’t look behind
I am still inside here
A little bit comes bleeding through
I wish this could have been any other way
But I just don’t know, I don’t know,
What else I can do…
Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
Objašnjenje: ovaj post se dugo vuče ode u spremljenin postovima pa san odlučila da ću ga završit (pošto iman previše slobodnog vrimena na rukama) i dotjerat i da će mi on bit vrhunac u pisanju postova i da ću poslije njega pisat neke kvazi mislene postove koji neće bit duži od 5 redova i koji će završavat s bezumnim pozdravima mojin takozvanim prijateljima. 
Post je objavljen 12.04.2007. u 15:55 sati.