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Psihološka nadogradnja mladih umova. Retrospektiva proživjelih situacija i emocionalnih faza. Dvije autorice kreiraju svojevrsnu parodiju na dramatično-tragično (ili tragik-komično) sazrijevanje. Apsurdni odnos stvarnosti i fikcije prikazan je u više sfera, a frustracije su pretočene u digitalni zapis.
Sympathy for the Devil
Please allow me to introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste
Ive been around for a long, long year
Stole many a mans soul and faith
And I was round when jesus christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around st. petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank
Held a generals rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
I shouted out,
Who killed the kennedys?
When after all
It was you and me
Let me please introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But whats confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me lucifer
cause Im in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down
Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, whats my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, whats my name
I tell you one time, youre to blame
Ooo, who
Oh, yeah
Whats me name
Tell me, baby, whats my name
Tell me, sweetie, whats my name
Ooo, who, who
Zaista
Opusti se ja sam vjetar
Koji ti donosi svjezi zrak
jucer sam se pretvorila u bijeli oblak
spajala kapljice koje padaju na tvoje lice
Otvorio si prozore i pogledao prema suncu
udahnuo duboko i kihnuo potiho
i gledao me ravno u oci te se nasmjesio
gledao me ravno u oci pa me upitao
Tko si ti zaista
Ja sam vjetar
sto ti daje krila
ti budi ptica
koja vratit' ce mi mir
Tako sam umorna
od trazenja ljubavi
u ovoj sumi betona, celika
samo rijetki snivaju, zaista
Zaista, to je carolija
kad osmjeh tvoj me doziva
u sutone i svitanja
to je moja utjeha
Doista bit' cu tvoj hram
sa tisucu svijeca
da te griju dok si sam
Tako sam umorna
od trazenja ljubavi
u ovoj sumi betona, celika
samo rijetki snivaju, zaista
...
utorak, 19.12.2006.
...A lot of people get confused and they bruise
Real easy when it comes to love
They start putting on their shoes and walking out
And singing "boy, I think I had enough"
Just because she makes you feel wrong
She don't mean to be mean or hurt you on purpose, boy
Take a tip and do yourself a little service
Take a mountain turn it into a mole
Just by playing a different role
Yeah, by playing a different role
So what, somebody left you in a rut
And wants to be the one who's in control
But the feeling that you're under can really make you wonder
How the hell she could be so cold
So now you're mad, denying the truth
And it's getting in the wisdom in the back of your tooth
You need ta spit it out, in a telephone booth
While you call everyone that you know, and ask 'em
Where do you think she goes
Oh yeah, where d'ya suppose she goes...
i tako, slušajući mudre riječi divnoga jacka počela sam razmišljati o istini. istini ne kao suprotnosti laži, nego istini kao nečemu,jebiga ne mogu ni sama to objasniti, nešto jako slično sudbini. nikad nisam vjerovala u sudbinu, ma ne vjerujem ni sad! istina kao jednakost, zbilja u psihologiji. ne mislim ni to! možda bi svatko od nas trebao otkriti neku svoju istinu, ako je ima. a ja vjerujem da da. ako sam otkrila svoju istinu, trebam li joj se potpuno predati i kako znati da je to ta prava istina? kako ne početi uvjeravati druge u svoju istinu? i kopernik i hitler su bili uvjereni u svoju istinu,istinu koja im je postala sudbina. i ideologija. a možda samo zaluđenost? vjerujem da istina ima puno veću moć. the truth is out there..ali ozbiljno! i uvijek nas čeka.
ps. šta je ljubo, sad ti je krivo zbog dvojke iz filozofije??? 
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