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Friends can help each other. A true friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself-and especially to feel. Or, not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them. That's what real love amounts to-letting a person be what he really is.
Jim Morrison
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Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?
Richard Bach
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Uvijek je najtamnije pred svitanje
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Kad bi naše prijateljstvo ovisilo o vremenu i prostoru, onda bismo, svladavši vrijeme i prostor, upropastili i naše bratstvo! Svladamo li prostor, ostaje nam samo OVDJE. Svladamo li vrijeme, ostaje nam samo SADA. Zar ne misliš da ćemo se na tom putu, između Sada i Ovdje, ipak povremeno susretati?
Richard Bach
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Ljudi opraštaju sve osim iskrenosti.
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I vrag može citirati Sveto pismo za svoje potrebe.
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To be a rock, and not to roll...!!!
Led Zeppelin
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Gustav Flaubert
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- APC-Judith
You're such an inspiration for the ways
That I'll never ever choose to be
Oh so many ways for me to show you
How the savior has abandoned you
F*ck your God
Your Lord and your Christ
He did this
Took all you had and
Left you this way
Still you pray, you never stray
Never taste of the fruit
You never thought to question why
It's not like you killed someone
It's not like you drove a hateful spear into his side
Praise the one who left you
Broken down and paralyzed
He did it all for you
He did it all for you
Oh so many many ways for me to show you
How your dogma has abandoned you
Pray to your Christ, to your god
Never taste of the fruit
Never stray, never break
Never---choke on a lie
Even though he's the one who did this to you
You never thought to question why
Not like you killed someone
It's Not like you drove a spiteful spear into his side
Talk to Jesus Christ
As if he knows the reasons why
He did it all for you
Did it all for you
He did it all for you
TOOL-[Parabola]
We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment,
We are Choosing to be here, right now. Hold on, stay inside...
This hoooooly realityy, this hoooooly experience.
Choosing to be here in...
This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion.
Alive!
In this hoooooly reality, in this hoooooly experience. Choosing to be here in...
This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion...
Twirling round with this familiar parable.
Spinning, weaving round each new experience.
Recognize this as a holy gift and, celebrate this
(chance to be alive and breathing)
This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
Embrace this moment. Remember. we are eternal.
all this pain is an illusion.
URBAN-Ruke
tisuce malih bogova silaze nocas skriveni u kisnim kapima
na moje lice padaju kao da se igraju zivota u koraku
smisljam pravu rijec za ono sto se naziva hod zatvorenih ociju
medju prste zapetljan zadnje cigarete dim cuva me od mene samoga
a ja.. ruke prodajem prvom sto me dotakne i udari poljupcem...
a ja.. ruke prodajem prvom sto me dotakne i udari poljupcem...
tisuce malih bogova silaze nocas skriveni u kisnim kapima
na moje lice padaju kao da se igraju zivota u koraku
a ja.. ruke prodajem prvom sto me dotakne i udari poljupcem...
neka mi..
neka mi vjetar s juga osmijeh vrati na lice kao da me nikad nije..
nije bilo tu..
neka mi..
neka mi vjetar s juga osmijeh vrati na lice kao da me nikad nije..
nije bilo tu..
kao da me nikad nije bilo tu...
VATRA-Smijeh u lice
Život postao je grub
Razapeo me na križ
Polomio kosti
Odrezao jezik
Život postao je ples za koji ne znam korake
Pa zapetljanih nogu hvatam krivi ritam
Al’ ne odustajem
Borim se
Ja skupljam snagu da ustanem
Premda ne osjećam ništa osim boli
Skupit ću snage da se nasmijem
Tebi u lice
Jer smijeh u lice
Vise boli
Život postao je grub
Prolio mi krv
Slomio mi srce
Polomio jedra
Kaže plovi sad plovi sad
Evo šaljem ti kišu
Evo šaljem ti vjetar da te o stijene razbije
Al’ ne odustajem
Borim se
Skupljam snagu da ustanem
Premda ne osjećam ništa osim boli
Skupit ću snagu da se nasmijem
Tebi u lice
Jer smijeh u lice
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