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post # 82 | 27.09.2011 , 4:54 AM
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Shelter From The Storm
’Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I’ll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved
Try imagining a place where it’s always safe and warm
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail
Poisoned in the bushes an’ blown out on the trail
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
Suddenly I turned around and she was standin’ there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
Now there’s a wall between us, somethin’ there’s been lost
I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed
Just to think that it all began on a long-forgotten morn
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it’s doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
I’ve heard newborn babies wailin’ like a mournin’ dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn?
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation an’ they gave me a lethal dose
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
Well, I’m livin’ in a foreign country but I’m bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor’s edge, someday I’ll make it mine
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
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post # 85 | 28.09.2011 , 3:07 AM
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..."Kasno je,Lezis u krevetu i ne mozes da zaspis.Ulica je mirna,s vremena na vreme vetar u bastama pomeri drvace.Negdje zalaje pas,udaljenom ulicom prolaze kola.
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A sna nema.
Ne pomaze ti da ides gore-dole,da ustanes i ponovo legnes.To je jedan od onih casova u kojima nema nacina da pobegnes od samoga sebe.
Tobom ce zagospodariti misli i kretanja duse,a drustva nema da se,kao obicno,ispricas.Onome ko je u tudjini,pred oci izlazi kuca i basta u domovini i detinjstvo,sume u kojima je proziveo najslobodnije i najnezaboravnije decacke dane,sobe i stepenista na kojima se cula graja njegovih decackih igara.Slike roditelja,strane ozbiljne,i ostarele,sa ljubavlju,brigom i tihim prekorom u ocima.Pruza ruku i uzalud ocekuje da i njemu neko pruzi desnicu,prekrivaju ga velika tuga i usamljenost,izranjaju i drugi likovi i u nesigurnim i ozbiljnim raspolozenjima ovih sati cine nas,gotovo sve,tuznim.Ko u mladosti nije zaboravio brige svojim najblizima,odbijao ljubav i prezirao naklonost,ko nije bar jednom iz inata i objesti izbegao srecu koja je pred njim stajala,ko nikada nije povredio svoj ili tudji ponos,ili se ogresio o prijatelje nekom nesmotrenom recju,nekim ruznim i uvredljivim ponasanjem?Sada svi oni stoje pred tobom,ne govore nista i cudno te gledaju.Mirnim ocima,a tebe je sramota od njih i od samog sebe".
H.Hesse/umetnost dokolice(Besane noci)
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post # 88 | 04.10.2011 , 4:22 AM
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post # 90 | 13.10.2011 , 4:31 AM
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post # 92 | 13.10.2011 , 9:27 AM
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[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b-CZt8CVcjE&feature=player_detailpage]
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post # 96 | 17.10.2011 , 10:17 PM
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post # 97 | 18.10.2011 , 0:21 AM
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OSRKAR USPAVANKA
Spavaju sume, spava i reka
Spavaju bube, spava i zeka
Spavaju ptice, spava i trava
Moj se sestric sprema da spava
Spava dugi slatki san
Dok ne svane novi dan
Kada sunce iza oblaka skoci
Moj ce sestric da otvori oci
Spavaju konji, spava i skola
Spavaju ovce, spava i trola
Spavaju kuce, spava i krava
Moj se sestric sprema da spava
Spava dugi slatki san
Dok ne svane novi dan
Kada sunce iza oblaka skoci
Moj ce sestric da otvori oci
Spava mesec, spava i casa
Spava oluk, spava i sasa
Spavaju noge, spava i glava
Moj se sestric sprema da spava
Spava dugi slatki san
Dok ne svane novi dan
Kada sunce iza oblaka skoci
Moj ce sestric da otvori oci
Spavaju zgrade, spava i bandera
Spava stan, spava i garsonjera
Spava pcela, spava i zaba
Moj se sestric sprema da spava
Spava dugi slatki san
Dok ne svane novi dan
Kada sunce iza oblaka skoci
Moj ce sestric da otvori oci
Spava brdo, spava i meda
Spava so, spava i kockica leda
Spava zavesa, spava vojska mrava
I moj se sestric sprema da spava
Spava dugi slatki san
Dok ne svane novi dan
Kada sunce iza oblaka skoci
Moj ce sestric da otvori oci
Spavaju ljudi, spava i sova
Spavaju trafike, spava i zova
Spava Dunav, spava i Sava
Samo moj sestric nemoze da spava!
Je l' si ti normalan?!
Pa kolko ja treba da ti pevam uspavanku, kretenu od deteta?!
Sta nemozes da spavas?! Sta je s' tobom?!
(pljas,pljas)
Sa' cu ti staviti rakiju pod nos
SPAVAJ!Added (18 Oct 2011, 0:21 Am)
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y0qQd8cptP8
evo tekst
My best friend gave me the best advice
He said each day's a gift and not a given right
Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind
And try to take the path less travelled by
That first step you take is the longest stride
If today was your last day
and tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you had?
If today was your last day...
Against the grain should be a way of life
What's worth the prize is always worth the fight
Every second counts 'cause there's no second try
So live like you'll never live it twice
Don't take the free ride in your own life
If today was your last day
and tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you had?
Would you call old friends you never see?
Reminisce old memories
Would you forgive your enemies?
Would you find that one your dreamin' of?
Swear up and down to God above
That you'd finally fall in love
If today was your last day
If today was your last day
Would you make your mark by mending a broken heart?
You know it's never too late
To shoot for the stars regardless of who you are
So do whatever it takes
'Cause you can't rewind a moment in this life
Let nothin' stand in your way
Cause the hands of time are never on your side
If today was your last day
and tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you had?
Would you call old friends you never see?
Reminisce old memories
Would you forgive your enemies?
Would you find that one you're dreamin' of?
Swear up and down to God above
That you finally fall in love
If today was your last day...
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post # 98 | 17.11.2011 , 2:47 AM
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velikoStopaloobdukcija uma
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post # 99 | 17.11.2011 , 4:08 AM
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studirati filozofiju smotaliteta travologije u rizlogiji je smjesno jer ja se bavim velikoStopaloobdukcijom uma i zato vas molim da obratite paznju kako se ponasate,hvala
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