Duboki spisi mladog mesnatog proizvoda
20.07.2006., četvrtak
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Ljeto, mnogima the nice time of year, a opet nekima je draža zima, dok oni tamo neki mrze oboje. Zašto? Zima... škola... malo praznika, al opet, društvo se razleti na skijanje, ostatak nikad ne ide van jer je hladno, nema druženja preko dana, uglavnom sux big time. Ljeto... nema škole... društvo raštrkano po cijelom svijetu, ostatak ide van samo navečer i to uglavnom do 12 (klinci khm) a prek dana nemreš niš jer je prevruće. Dobro postoji i bazen, al kaj kad nitko nema stalan prijevoz do njega, osim nas par koji imamo motore i onih starijih s autima, a opet jedino što ja radim an bazenu je plivam i tu i tamo igram odbojku. NO FUN. I kada vam glavnina društva ode, više nemate volje za druženjem sa tim ostatkom! Ali, ako se dobro snalazite s upoznavanjem, eto vam novog društva (kojeg ćete vjerojatno za par tjedana zaboravit... čim odete na more). Eto i ja sam našao novo društvo, i čudim se... pa di ste vi bili do sada? Jako će mi faliti sada kada 1.8. odem na more. I tamo ću nać novo društvo (zapravo staro... jer se dugo znamo ali ih nisam vidio 2 godine pa... ispade isto). I opet sam happy. Dakle, koliko mi grupa, društva ili zajednica mjenjamo po mjesecu? Jeli to kao redovita izmjena čarapa? Dakle mi smo ovisni o "čistim" društvima koje ne poznajemo? Ili smo to samo mi pojedinci takvi. Ostali su zaluđeni iluzijom savršenog društva u kojem su, svi smo bili, dok nam nisu okrenuli leđa. E onda mjenjamo društva. Može li se bez društva? Pa... neznam. Ja sam društveno biće koje teži samoći, a opet moram imati nekoga uz sebe s vremena na vrijeme. At least a friendly voice. Al ne onakav koji glumi facu i nabija me iza sebe. Ja ne trebam takve, al takvi su mi uvijek u okolini i što ja učinim? Ignoriram. Ignoriranje je odlična vještina, rješava vas stresa i opsesija. Samo što vas može koštati propuštanja važnih informacija, a u današnje vrijeme tko nezna informacije... nije živ, nije popularan, nedostaje mu društvo. Društvena igra, pojam u kojem se svi zabavljaju, ali na kraju netko pobjeđuje a ostali gube. Ali nije važno pobijediti, važno je kako si odigrao utakmicu. Bullshit, rezultat je taj jedini koji se na kraju gleda. Mada sam dao glupi primjer, al onaj koji stalno pobjeđuje postane vođa društva. A neki će biti ljubomorni i mrzit će ga, drugi će bit poslušni, treći će opet biti protiv ali samo zato što su buntovni i boli ih ona stvar za sve. Ali to je u tako malim razmjerima da se to ne osjeti. Ali kad se gleda npr. cijela država, ovo je već sve klimavo i razjebano. A te vođe da nema, sve bilo kul. Bili bi jednaki u društvu. Hoće li se onda društva mjenjati? Neće, jer sve ostaje u krvi ili bar podsvjesno (jedno jače od drugoga i obrnuto). A što se vođa tiče, FU! Ako si faca ne kontroliraj... A mi ostali nađimo si bolje društvo ako želimo preživjeti :) (damn kako mrzim one gore smajlije). Zaključak... bez zabave je preteško živjeti, a bez društva nemoguće (što sam ga sad nasrao... ah već će se meni vratiti kondicija za pisanje postova... žao mi je zbog ove gluposti napisane, bit će bolje... od ponedeljka :P). Hate the pozere. Debeli precjednik - my own thing you know the truth and you're placing demands how to sound? what to eat? what to wear? which places to go? you're the one to know what is cool, where should all the punks go you're preaching today what punks should obey but tomorrow you'll be so ashamed that you were a punk but now you are the one acting drunk and if one is not with you than he must be a fool because nobody is more punk than you! i won't act the way told me even if it costs me the names you'll call me i've got nothing to prove to you because you are nothing but a fool according to you, you always know so much and everything you touch turns into gold you're in control truth is you are nothing in the real world you are walking around playing "godfather punk" you think you're someone but you're just a scum and i'm doing my thing and you won't change me i won't compromise, not a bit i know why i'm here because this music is true so fuck you |
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Tko skuži svaka mu čast, i nadam se da će netko uopće skužit zašto ja i o ćemu pišem. (ni sam ne kužim al nema veze :)) Alkoholno: Cesarić na drugi način Votka poslije kiše Gle duplu votku poslije kiše Puna je kapi pa se njišem Votka po Votka k tom još dupla I ja sam drven poput trupla Kad se probudim ispod stola Pitam se dal' krv još mnome kola Kroz glavu tad prođe mi prvo da li sam čovjek ili drvo?
I ovak da se zna što mi sve slušamo!
Eto za muziku, ja sam sebe smatram alternativcem, nikakvim punkerom, metalcem ili slično. Jednostavno volim i dio metala i dio punka a ponajviše ska i rock. Najbolji bendovi i izvođači su mi: RADIOHEAD SCORPIONS LED ZEPPELIN THE DOORS AZRA PINK FLOYD DEEP PURPLE THE CURE U2 R.E.M. QUEEN DARKO RUNDEK (tj. HAUSTOR) DAMIR URBAN (LAUFER) BRYAN ADAMS To mi je najdraže, a ovako još par izvođača... tipa rammstein, ska-p, snapcase, asian dub foundation, debeli precjedni, six pack, blind guardian, hladno pivo, guns'n'roses, three doors down, oomph, coldplay, die ärzte, eagles, animals, letu štuke, oasis, P.O.D., phil collins, pennywise, snapcase, rise against, rage against the machine, rainbow, ramones, the clash, rhcp, robbie williams, the rolling stones, zabranjeno pušenje itd. Stvarno iam različit ukus i ponekad to ovisi o raspoloženju. Nikoga ne vrijeđam za muziku koju sluša, mada mi neku put neke stvari idu jako na živce al ipak to je normalno :D. I ovo je standard muzika za moje godine pa... nema nikakve rasprave. Evo dvije najdraže pjesme među svima, tj. tri :D. 1.Najjača pjesma svih vremena, STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN OD LED ZEPPELINA!. There's a lady who's sure All that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven. When she gets there she knows If the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for. Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven. There's a sign on the wall But she wants to be sure 'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings. In a tree by the brook There's a songbird who sings, Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it makes me wonder. There's a feeling I get When I look to the west, And my spirit is crying for leaving. In my thoughts I have seen Rings of smoke through the trees, And the voices of those who standing looking. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it really makes me wonder. And it's whispered that soon If we all call the tune Then the piper will lead us to reason. And a new day will dawn For those who stand long And the forests will echo with laughter. If there's a bustle in your hedgerow Don't be alarmed now, It's just a spring clean for the May queen. Yes, there are two paths you can go by But in the long run There's still time to change the road you're on. And it makes me wonder. Your head is humming and it won't go In case you don't know, The piper's calling you to join him, Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, And did you know Your stairway lies on the whispering wind. And as we wind on down the road Our shadows taller than our soul. There walks a lady we all know Who shines white light and wants to show How ev'rything still turns to gold. And if you listen very hard The tune will come to you at last. When all are one and one is all To be a rock and not to roll. And she's buying a stairway to heaven. 2. Onda WIND OF CHANGE od scorpionsa. I folow the Moskva Down to Gorky Park Listening to the wind of change An August summer night Soldiers passing by Listening to the wind of change The world is closing in Did you ever think That we could be so close, like brothers The future's in the air I can feel it everywhere Blowing with the wind of change Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away in the wind of change Walking down the street Distant memories Are buried in the past forever I folow the Moskva Down to Gorky Park Listening to the wind of change Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams With you and me Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away in the wind of change The wind of change Blows straight into the face of time Like a stormwind that will ring the freedom bell For peace of mind Let your balalaika sing What my guitar wants to say Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams With you and me Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away in the wind of change 3. I onda kjurovci i JUST LIKE HEAVEN... baš kao raj. "Show me how you do that trick The one that makes me scream" she said "The one that makes me laugh" she said And threw her arms around my neck "Show me how you do it And I promise you I promise that I'll run away with you I'll run away with you" Spinning on that dizzy edge I kissed her face and kissed her head And dreamed of all the different ways I had To make her glow "Why are you so far away?" she said "Why won't you ever know that I'm in love with you That I'm in love with you" You Soft and only You Lost and lonely You Strange as angels Dancing in the deepest oceans Twisting in the water You're just like a dream Daylight licked me into shape I must have been asleep for days And moving lips to breathe her name I opened up my eyes And found myself alone alone Alone above a raging sea That stole the only girl I loved And drowned her deep inside of me You Soft and only You Lost and lonely You Just like heaven |
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