"...I kiši na lica nam
Šumska,
Kiši na ruke nam
Gole,
Kiši na ruho nam
Tanko
Na svježe misli
Što iz nove duše nam
Niču,
Na lijepu priču
Što tebe obmanila juče,
A meni gle danas
Dušu zatravit svu će,
O Hermiona."
D'Annunzio, Gabriele
Citat: " What we are today comes from our thoughts of yesterday,
and our present thoughts build our life of tomorrow:
Our life is the creation of our mind . . . "
i... ovaj..nije mi nishta od ovoga "od danas" poznato...nego... prosto je takav dan... kad (mi) je potrebno da se podsetim neke "stvari"...pa je izbor misli bash takav...
neverovanje. mukica.mislila da je gotovo.a nije. nikad nije gotovo kad mislish da jeste. da je iza.svih nas. besna pa tuzhna.gorka pa razocharana.uplashena.za neke mi drage ljude.a dan je bio tako lep. i juche je bilo. tako.lepo.i prolec'no. a onda se od jutros pomrachilo. u svim aspektima.a moglo je bolje.niko ne mozhe da me ubedi da nije.ali sve je to stvar (lichnog) izbora.
Beograd je (trebao da) bude svet.Nema to veze sa politikom. Sve je u glavama ljudi.
Citat: Don't take her for granted
she had a hard time
don't misunderstand her
or play with her mind
treat her so gently
it will pay you in time
you gotta know
she's a sensitive kind
tell her you love her
each and every night
you will discover
she will treat you right
if you believe
i know you will find
there ain't nothing like
a senstitve kind
she gets so lonely
waiting for you
you are the only
thing to help her through
don't take her for granted
she had a hard time
you gotta know
she's a senstitve kind
(j.j. cale)
yes..sometimesh She is...inache stigla danas pesmica...od nekog mi dragog...
kad se umorim od Dana
prelazim puteve od Sebe do Tebe
i od Sebe do Sebe
i mislim
kako to da se mimoilazimo po c'oshkovima
velikog Grada
ispod istog neba to vishe nismo ti i ja
i onda shvatim da se paralele nigde ne seku.
mozhda evakuacije predugo traju medju nama
a ti znash da su meni rechi uvek bile vazhne.
chudne neke melanholije... uplove sa mrakom a dan ih razvodni i donese novu prichu...i tako svakog jutra.
Citat: You walk the world while you're sleeping
through the stormiest days,
navigate my moods
to my shipwreck of
heart and soul and spirit,
a woman ranting on the rocks
until she's had enough
of listening to Lou Reed
and cursing god and stuff.
You walk the world while you're sleeping.
You don't say a word
but still, you have your ways.
You don't have to declare it,
you never have to swear --
All you have to do is
what you are.
All you have to do is
be there.
"I've had so many lives
Since I was a child
And I realise
How many times I've died
I'm not that kind of guy
Sometimes I feel shy
I think I can fly
Closer to the sky
No ones telling you how to live your life
But it's a setup until you're fed up
This world is not so kind
People trap your mind
It's so hard to find
Someone to admire
I… I sleep much better at night
I feel closer to the light
Now I'm gonna try
To improve my life
No ones telling you how to live your life
But it's a setup until you're fed up
It's no good when you're misunderstood
But why should I care?
What the world thinks of me
Won't let a stranger
Give me a social disease
Nobody, nobody knows me
Nobody knows me
Nobody knows me
Like you know me
I don't want no lies
I don't watch TV
I don't waste my time
Won't read a magazine
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody knows me
Nobody knows me
Nobody knows me
Like you know me"
but miss Madonna of course
and one of the faces 4 2day...
"Sve su moje bivse ljubavi tuzne
zar je sve to bio san
Usred kafane i guzve
opet sam ostao sam
Otsutne tvoje su oci
usne ne pruzaju slast
Ne pitaj kada cu doci
proslo je vrijeme za nas
Ne okreci se
zaboravi me
Zovimo cigane
neka cijele noci svira gitara
jer ako mira nema
nek nas vode ravno do dna
Kada vidis prvi sjaj iznad grada
ja cu vec s ciganima biti daleko
Ne zelim biti tvoje ljubavi gladan
jer ovaj zivot prekratko traje
"Opet sam snio crni procvetali dud,
i nekog dragog što me čeka odnekud...
Ključ skriven iznad dovratka,
još jedan simbol povratka,
suviše toga da bi bilo podudarnost...
Sanovnik s jasnim slovima, lako je to sa snovima...
Nevolje krenu onda kad tumačim stvarnost...
Ne vredi, kasno je brojati trijumfe i havarije...
sve spiskano i stečeno...
Ne vredi, kasno je, ostaje s tobom na vrh Kalvarije
samo neizrečeno...
Sve ređe srećem ljude iz svog plemena,
zamiču redom s one strane vremena...
Senke im tamnije od njih, bez keca pred poslednji štih,
nisam baš znao da im javljam dobre vesti...
Za tim ću sutra žaliti, to ćemo jednom zaliti,
u nekom tuđem snu u kom ćemo se sresti... "
balashevic'
za moju nekadashnju najbolju... drugaricu...a povodom nekih (ne) sretnih sretanja i rodjendana i zvezda i... josh mnogo chega ... "neizrecivo" sada...mozhda jednom...
stepski vuk@mycity.co.yu
"I still remember the world from the eyes of a child..."
(evenscence)
Joel: Is there any risk of brain damage?
Howard: Well, technically speaking, the operation is brain damage, but it's on a par with a night of heavy drinking. Nothing you'll miss...
...
Joel: Sand is overrated. It's just tiny, little rocks.
...
Clementine: You know me, I'm impulsive.
Joel: That's what I love about you.
...
Joel: [in the house on the beach] I really should go! I've gotta catch my ride.
Clementine: So go.
Joel: I did. I thought maybe you were a nut... but you were exciting.
Clementine: I wish you had stayed. Joel: I wish I had stayed to. NOW I wish I had stayed. I wish I had done a lot of things. I wish I had... I wish I had stayed. I do.
Clementine: Well I came back downstairs and you were gone!
Joel: I walked out, I walked out the door!
Clementine: Why?
Joel: I don't know. I felt like I was a scared little kid, I was like... it was above my head, I don't know.
Clementine: You were scared?
Joel: Yeah. I thought you knew that about me. I ran back to the bonfire, trying to outrun my humiliation.
Clementine: Was it something I said?
Joel: Yeah, you said "so go." With such disdain, you know?
Clementine: Oh, I'm sorry.
Joel: It's okay.
[Walking Out]
Clementine: Joely? What if you stayed this time?
Joel: I walked out the door. There's no memory left.
Clementine: Come back and make up a good-bye at least. Let's pretend we had one.
[Joel comes back]
Clementine: Bye Joel.
Joel: I love you...
Clementine: Meet me... in Montauk...
...
Mary: How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd.
...
Clementine: Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's lookin' for my own peace of mind; don't assign me yours.
Joel: I remember that speech really well.
Clementine: I had you pegged, didn't I?
Joel: You had the whole human race pegged.
Clementine: Hmm. Probably.
Joel: I still thought you were gonna save my life... even after that.
Clementine: Ohhh... I know.
Joel: It would be different, if we could just give it another go-round.
Clementine: Remember me. Try your best; maybe we can.
...
[Clementine is leading Joel out onto the frozen Charles River]
Joel: I don't know. What if it breaks?
Clementine: What if? Do you really care right now?
...
"...Change your heart
Look around you
Change your heart
It will astound you
I need your lovin'
Like the sunshine
Everybody's gotta learn sometime..."
...
"From the wrinkles on my forehead
To the mud upon my shoe
Everything's a memory
With strings that tie to you
In my dream I'm often running
To the place that's out of you
Of every kind of memory
With strings that tie to you..."
mukica.mislila da je gotovo.a nije. nikad nije gotovo kad mislish da jeste. da je iza.svih nas. besna pa tuzhna.gorka pa razocharana.uplashena.za neke mi drage ljude.a dan je bio tako lep. i juche je bilo. tako.lepo.i prolec'no. a onda se od jutros pomrachilo. u svim aspektima.a moglo je bolje.niko ne mozhe da me ubedi da nije.ali sve je to stvar (lichnog) izbora.
