srijeda, 28.03.2007.
untitled
Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net
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Paint it black
K, poslusaj ovo
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srijeda, 21.03.2007.
time is of the essence
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zivot je jedna jako varljiva stvar
u vise pogleda, cini se...
uvelike je slican toaletnom papiru
kada se rodimo dobijemo jednu rolu...
netko dobije vecu, netko manju, no ipak samo jednu
dobijamo razliciti papir
neko dobije onaj fini, meksi, dvoslojni...mmm
dok se netko mora zadovoljit onim recikliranim smecem
znate onaj, u kojem prepoznajete domace zivotinje u mrljama
kako čovjeku život prolazi tako odlazi i papir...
dan za danom, list za listom
odlaze u nepovratnu zaborav i ništavilo
cesto ljudi potrose i vise listova odjednom
zrtvuju dane i dane samo za par trenutaka užitka ili patnje
ljudi obozavaju patnju, ne dopustite da vas uvjere u suprotno
skupljaju poroke...duhan, alkohol, rekreacijske i one teže droge:
strah, bijes, mržnju, prijezir, i samosažaljenje
patnja vodi do samosažaljenja koje vodi do još patnje
and round we go...
but i digress
Kako u životu tako i na papiru, ostaju svakakva sranja
I tako bjesomučno vučemo i trošimo...papir...
uvjeravamo se da ga imamo dovoljno
i odbijamo se suociti sa stvarnošću
iako on sve brže nestaje pred našim očima
sve do onog neugodnog trenutka kada dodemo do zadnjeg lista
kada se to dogodi, ostajemo potuno bespomoćni
kao i u wc-u
i nitko nam ne može pomoći...
dodati još papira
ostajemo sami sa svojim mislima
ostajemo sami sa svojim pogreskama i zaljenjem za izgubljenim vremenom
i papirima koje smo doslovno bacili neiskoristene
krhotinama pokusavamo pokrpati neke rupe koje smo ostavili
na putu
ali uzalud...
svaki pocetak ima svoj kraj pa tako i zivot
i nasa rola mora biti maknuta sa držača
da bi napravila mjesta za neku drugu rolu papira
neki drugi život
ali više nikad... naš.
21. sat
21. ožujak
21. post
21. bowel movement this month
it is the end of the day
i sit and watch the children play
smiling faces i can see
but not for me
i sit and watch as tears go by...
hvala
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ponedjeljak, 19.03.2007.
Self-criticism
Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net
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petak, 16.03.2007.
Imperial Rhapsody
moram ja bit glup, moram...
LANDO: This is the good life
This is a fantasy
Working on Bespin
An escape from Reality.
LEIA: Open your eyes
Stand up to these guys and see.
LUKE: I'm just a farmboy, I need some sympathy
Cuz who's my Dad, I dunno
Little whine, little moan.
HAN: Anywhere the Force goes, doesn't really matter, to me.
PIETT: Vader just killed a man.
Raised an arm up in the air
Now his life's no longer there.
Vader we had just begun,
And now I've gone and lost the reb-el scum.
Vader, ooooooo.
Didn't mean to make you mad
If I'm not alive again this time tomorrow,
There'll be a new admiral, as if nothing ever happened.
YODA: Too late, my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time.
LUKE: Goodbye everybody, I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and learn the Force.
PIETT: Vader, ooooooo.
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.
LUKE: I seea little silhouetto of a man
Palpatine, Palpatine, can it be the Emperor?
Thunderbolts and lightning, very very hurting me!
R2-D2, R2-D2
R2-D2, R2-D2
R2-D2, Where'd ya go? C-3PO O O O O OH!
I'm just a farmboy, nobody loves me.
REBELS: He's just a farmboy, with a dead family.
Spare him this life of such mundacity!
HAN: Spice'll come, spice'll go. Jabba let me go.
JABBA: Bo shuda! (NO, we will not let you go)
HAN: Let me go!
JABBA: Bo shuda! (We will not let you go)
HAN: Let me go!
JABBA: Bo shuda! (We will not let you go)
HAN: LET ME GO!
JABBA: WILL NOT LET YOU GO!
HAN: LET ME GO!
JABBA: WILL NOT LET YOU GO!
HAN: LET ME GO!
JABBA: NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!
C3-PO: Oh RD-D2, R2-D2, R2-D2, Come along.
LEIA: C3-PO has a rebel put aside for meeeeee, for meeeeeeeee, for
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
(storm troopers start headbanging)
LUKE: So you say you're the dear old dad of mine?
But you cut my hand off and left me to die!
Oh Vader, can't do this to me Vader.
I know there's some good, I know there's still some good in you.
OBIWAN: May the Force be with you.
Use the force to see.
May the Force be with you,
May the Force be with you, alwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaays.
HAN: Anywhere the Force goes, doesn't really mat-ter, to meeeeeee.
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srijeda, 14.03.2007.
Star Wars Spotting
Preradeni uvod Trainspotting-a
"Choose the force.
Choose a side, choose being a Jedi Knight, choose a teacher, choose a fucking big death star, choose star destroyers, blasters, tie fighters and a light sabre.
Choose a black suit, helmet and boots.
Choose a loan from Jabba the Hut.
Choose a philosophy.
Choose an Emperor.
Choose a planet with matching moon.
Choose a three planet system in the Dromeda system and fucking enslave them.
Choose the Rebels and wondering why the fuck you are kneeling by the Emperor on a Sunday morning.
Choose sitting next to that Emperor watching whole planets being enslaved in mind-controlling, force-crushing battles, stuffing fucking replacement parts into your body.
Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable death star, nothing more than a dictator to the selfish, evil fucked up brats who fight for you.
Choose a future.
Choose the Force.
I chose not to choose the Force.
I chose something else...
I chose....
The Dark side"
-from jardMail.co.uk
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nedjelja, 11.03.2007.
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
Quote iz filma:
"San Francisco in the middle sixties was a very special time and place to be a part of. Maybe it meant something. Maybe not, in the long run . . . but no explanation, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corner of time and the world. Whatever it meant. . . .
History is hard to know, because of all the hired bullshit, but even without being sure of "history" it seems entirely reasonable to think that every now and then the energy of a whole generation comes to a head in a long fine flash, for reasons that nobody really understands at the time — and which never explain, in retrospect, what actually happened.
There was madness in any direction, at any hour. If not across the Bay, then up the Golden Gate or down 101 to Los Altos or La Honda. . . . You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning. . . .
And that, I think, was the handle — that sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didn’t need that. Our energy would simply prevail. There was no point in fighting — on our side or theirs. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave. . . .
So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look West, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high-water mark — that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back."
Jedan od boljih filmova koje sam pogledao u zadnje vrijeme.
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ponedjeljak, 05.03.2007.
umor
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Ponekad se probudim
vani mjesec i zvijezde još samuju,
u postelji hladnoj i samotnoj
dok snovi svijest napuštaju.
Koža je rosna i umorna
i nešto me u grudima guši,
nada polagano umire, u ovoj
nemirima izmučenoj duši.
Čovjek pun srama i ponosa
za tren će dijete postati,
pa skriti glavu pod jastuke
dok san ga opet ne umrtvi...
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