"I would rather be the offspring of two apes than be a man and afraid to face the truth." Thomas Henry Huxley
A da malo objasnim...
Dnevnik. Komentari situacija koje se događaju meni i u mojoj blizini. Zavijanje za vrijeme punog Mjeseca. Lajanje na Mjesec ostalim danima. Komentari nekih pojava, onako kako mi dođe. Filozofiranje sa razlogom, a ponekad i bez njega. Mjesto za ispucavanje viška energije. Mjesto otvoreno za konstruktivne rasprave. S vremena na vrijeme stavim i koju sliku. I tak... ma zapravo niš spektakularno. Čitajte ako vam se da pa ćete vidjeti. Mislim ne morate. Ali mogli biste. Da.
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"Near this spot are deposited the remains of one who possessed Beauty without Vanity, Strength without Insolence, Courage without Ferocity, and all the Virtues of Man, without his Vices. This Praise, which would be unmeaning Flattery if inscribed over human ashes, is but a just tribute to the Memory of Boatswain, a Dog." George Gordon, Lord Byron,
Epitaph to a Dog
srijeda, 02.03.2011.
Ovo mi je baš prekrasno...
...i baš mi paše.
We'd be so less fragile
If we're made from metal
And our hearts from iron
And our minds from steel
And if we built an army
Full of tender bodies
Could we love each other
Would we stop to feel
And you want three wishes:
One to fly the heavens
One to swim like fishes
And then one you're saving for a rainy day
If your lover ever takes her love away
You say you want to know her like a lover
And undo her damage, she'll be new again
Soon you'll find that if you try to save her
It will lose her anger
You will never win
And you want three wishes:
You want never bitter
And all delicious
And then one you're saving for a rainy day
If your lover ever takes her love away
You want three wishes:
One to fly the heavens
One to swim like fishes
You want never bitter
And all delicious
And a clean conscience
And all it's blisses
You want one true lover with a thousand kisses
You want soft and gentle and never vicious
And then one you're saving for a rainy day
If your lover ever takes her love away
