tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31617441302839986452024-03-13T22:31:53.139+01:00CrnoBeliSvet&ŠarenaLažaSebe Sebi Na Darhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527641013668562205noreply@blogger.comBlogger52125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161744130283998645.post-84328873108424450822013-12-24T10:39:00.001+01:002013-12-24T10:39:42.150+01:00Milenko Bodirogić - Orfelin izdavaštvo: Mašak, jedna zaboravljena reč<a href="http://orfelin.blogspot.com/2013/03/masak-jedna-zaboravljena-rec.html?spref=bl">Milenko Bodirogić - Orfelin izdavaštvo: Mašak, jedna zaboravljena reč</a>: S jeseni dođu na Riblju pijacu fini i tihi ljudi. Dođu s padina Fruške gore, iz Karlovaca, ili iz Slankamena, i prodaju grožđe. Dol...Sebe Sebi Na Darhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527641013668562205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161744130283998645.post-57293910496360207972013-11-23T20:36:00.001+01:002013-11-23T20:36:40.089+01:00http://erlagenskirukopis.wordpress.com/2011/05/17/42-falila-se-faljena-djevojka/
falila se faljena devojkaSebe Sebi Na Darhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527641013668562205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161744130283998645.post-69900332305691311492013-09-15T22:57:00.001+02:002013-09-15T22:57:14.371+02:00odluchila sam da se vratim pisanju
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Sebe Sebi Na Darhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527641013668562205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161744130283998645.post-5666478912065377882012-03-26T20:12:00.001+02:002012-03-26T20:15:30.003+02:00chapelle notre dame de la salette<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRTk2xWTDRTZtU0rxkNhxMBamibGugTuCTbx5i4EI9x4tssUsJ7EKaIRzR5NLJNSb62zEN_MUCRxyr2ZJIhCJtH0wLfAhMztjpmNa5sTrItsi7tLZf7x0JX00YpwkYS3h6XTefU4iXziI/s1600/krhko+je+znanje.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRTk2xWTDRTZtU0rxkNhxMBamibGugTuCTbx5i4EI9x4tssUsJ7EKaIRzR5NLJNSb62zEN_MUCRxyr2ZJIhCJtH0wLfAhMztjpmNa5sTrItsi7tLZf7x0JX00YpwkYS3h6XTefU4iXziI/s320/krhko+je+znanje.jpg" /></a></div><br />
Chapelle Notre Dame de la Salette <br />
This church has been many things - first, it served as a fort for the Duke of Montmorency, but when it was dismantled in 1632, is became home to hermits. The hermits spent their time charitably, praying for the souls of fisherman and lighting fires to warn of approaching pirates. In 1897, the structure was converted into its present form - the church, decorated with scenes of life in Sète.<br />
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http://www.en.ot-sete.fr/history-photography-fisherman.htmlSebe Sebi Na Darhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527641013668562205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161744130283998645.post-60584161297339014472012-02-03T16:11:00.001+01:002012-02-03T16:13:39.239+01:00Wislawa Szymborska (1923-2012)REHABILITACIJA<br />
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Koristim najstarije pravo mašte<br />
i prvi put u životu prizivam mrtve,<br />
zagledam njihova lica, osluškujem korake,<br />
iako znam, onaj ko je umro, sasvim je umro.<br />
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Vreme je da vlastitu glavu u ruke uzmem<br />
i kažem joj: Jadni Joriče, šta s tvojim neznanjem,<br />
šta s tvojim slepim poverenjem, šta s tvojom nevinošću,<br />
s tvojim biće nekako, uravnoteženošću duha<br />
između neproverene i proverene istine?<br />
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Verovah da su izdajice, nedostojne imena,<br />
kad se korov ruga njihovim neznanim humkama<br />
i gavranovi ih oponašaju, a mećave im se podsmevaju<br />
- jer to, Joriče, lažni svedoci behu.<br />
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Večnost mrtvih postoji<br />
dok im se sećanjem uzvraća.<br />
Nepouzdana valuta. Nema dana,<br />
a da neko večnost svoju ne izgubi.<br />
<br />
O večnosti danas više znam:<br />
može se davati i uzimati.<br />
Onaj ko je nazvan izdajicom – taj<br />
zajedno sa imenom treba da umre.<br />
<br />
Ta naša moć nad mrtvima<br />
zahteva stabilne terazije<br />
i da sud ne sudi noću,<br />
i da sudija ne bude nag.<br />
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Zemlja kipti – a oni koji su zemlja,<br />
ustaju grudvica po grudvica, šačica po šačica,<br />
izlaze iz prećutanosti, vraćaju imenima,<br />
sećanju naroda, vencima i aplauzima.<br />
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Gde je moja moć nad rečima?<br />
Reči pale na dno suze,<br />
reči, nepogodne za vaskrsavanje ljudi,<br />
opis mrtav kao magnezijumom osvetljena slika.<br />
Ne umem čak da se probudim na pola daha,<br />
ja, Sizif osuđen na pakao poezije.<br />
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<a href="http://sr.wikipedia.org/sr/%D0%92%D0%B8%D1%81%D0%BB%D0%B0%D0%B2%D0%B0_%D0%A8%D0%B8%D0%BC%D0%B1%D0%BE%D1%80%D1%81%D0%BA%D0%B0">Idu k nama. I oštri poput dijamanata<br />
- po izlozima spolja ulaštenim,<br />
po prozorima toplih stančića,<br />
po ružičastim naočarima, po staklenim<br />
mozgovima, srcima – i tiho režu</a><br />
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Videćeš ko sam ja<br />
Zvuci su na nebu<br />
Saznaćeš ko sam ja<br />
<br />
Ulazim u tvoj svet<br />
Istine i laži se ljube<br />
Zakopčanost kišnog mantila<br />
Zagonetna slika<br />
U kući pustinje<br />
<br />
Ljubav je na nebu<br />
Saznaćeš ko sam ja<br />
Zvuci su na nebu<br />
<br />
Ljubav je na nebu<br />
Saznaćeš ko sam ja<br />
Senke su na nebu<br />
Videćeš ko sam ja<br />
<br />
Ulazim u tvoj svet<br />
Istine i laži se ljube<br />
Zakopčanost kišnog mantila<br />
Zagonetna slika<br />
U kući pustinje<br />
<br />
Ljubav je na nebu<br />
Videćeš ko sam ja<br />
Zvezde su na nebu<br />
<br />
Ritualno pijanstvo<br />
Ulazak i krik<br />
Pogledi laserski<br />
Bez misli, bez sećanja<br />
<br />
U kući pustinje<br />
Ritualno pijanstvo<br />
Ulazak i krik<br />
Bez misli, bez sećanja<br />
<br />
Ljubav je na nebu<br />
Saznaćeš ko sam ja<br />
Senke su na nebu<br />
Videćeš ko sam ja<br />
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<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xJ3XQF2TPaA"><b>U kući pustinje<br />
Ritualno pijanstvo<br />
Ulazak i krik<br />
Bez misli, bez sećanja</b></a>Sebe Sebi Na Darhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527641013668562205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161744130283998645.post-62434763490896256032012-01-25T13:11:00.005+01:002012-01-25T15:23:59.375+01:00<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GKn7hGZN1L4&feature=player_embedded#!">Evo cveta dovoljno smelog da miriše<br />
Na praznom mestu i u uspomeni</a>Sebe Sebi Na Darhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527641013668562205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161744130283998645.post-91776205714008716092012-01-19T21:03:00.003+01:002012-01-19T21:05:27.767+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNs9e9pydvOXKvdyKpuKUGjSxHwol6yIJDg3ALr1qkQC9JlQuHZnajpTD9cXSuwIBpOZh6sR7fXD7VdzvNvy49Ny3U7sByziqpVEXGVgytqXl1ogp2123-hMQZYH-Xv_aJO6q8EYOR70g/s1600/game.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="216" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNs9e9pydvOXKvdyKpuKUGjSxHwol6yIJDg3ALr1qkQC9JlQuHZnajpTD9cXSuwIBpOZh6sR7fXD7VdzvNvy49Ny3U7sByziqpVEXGVgytqXl1ogp2123-hMQZYH-Xv_aJO6q8EYOR70g/s320/game.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-nTZfWiqRzc&feature=related"><b>dijalog</b></a>Sebe Sebi Na Darhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527641013668562205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161744130283998645.post-71574458905435345532012-01-05T10:45:00.000+01:002012-01-05T10:45:04.895+01:00PESMA PTIČARA<br />
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Ptica koja leti tako nečujno<br />
Plica crvena i topla kao krv<br />
Ptica tako nežna ptica ismevač<br />
Ptica koju odjednom obuzima strah<br />
Ptica koja samu sebe udara<br />
Ptica koja bi htela pobeći<br />
Ptica usamljena i izbezumljena<br />
Ptica koja bi htela živeti<br />
Ptica koja bi htela pevati<br />
Ptica koja bi htela vikati<br />
Ptica crvena i topla kao krv<br />
Ptica koja leti tako nečujno<br />
Da to je tvoje srce lepa devojko<br />
Tvoje srce koje krilom tužno udara<br />
O tvoje čvrste i bele grudi<br />
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DA SE NAČINI PORTRE JEDNE PTICE<br />
<br />
Pre svega naslikati kavez<br />
sa otvorenim vratima<br />
naslikati zatim nesto lepo<br />
nesto prosto<br />
nešto divno<br />
nešto korisno ...<br />
A potom za pticu<br />
postaviti platno uz neko drvo<br />
u nekoj bašti<br />
u nekom gaju<br />
u nekoj šumi<br />
i sakriti se iza drveta<br />
ne govoreći ništa<br />
i bez ijednog pokreta<br />
Neki put ptica dolazi brzo<br />
a mogu proći i duge godine<br />
pre no što se reši da dođe<br />
Ali ne obeshrabrivati se<br />
već čekati uporno<br />
čekati ako treba i godinama<br />
tu brzinu ili laganost dolaska ptice<br />
pošto to nema nikakve veze<br />
sa uspehom slike<br />
A kad ptica dođe<br />
ako dođe<br />
u najvećoj tišini<br />
sačekati da ptica uđe u kavez<br />
pa kad je ušla<br />
zatvoriti tiho vrata kičicom<br />
a zatim<br />
izbrisati jednu po jednu sve prečage<br />
pazeći dobro da se ne dodirne<br />
ni jedno perce ptice<br />
Zatim načiniti portre drveta<br />
izabravši najlepšu od njegovih grana<br />
za pticu<br />
naslikati zatim zeleno lišće<br />
svežinu vetra<br />
sunčanu prašinu<br />
šum životinja i trave u vrelini leta<br />
najzad čekati da ptica reši da peva<br />
Ako ptica ne zapeva<br />
loš je znak<br />
znak da je slika rđava<br />
a ako peva dobar je znak<br />
znak da se može slika potpisati<br />
tad isčupajte sasvim lagano<br />
jedno pero iz krila ptice<br />
i ispišite svoje ime u uglu platna <br />
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zhak prever&moiSebe Sebi Na Darhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527641013668562205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161744130283998645.post-11984017702688344012012-01-03T20:37:00.000+01:002012-01-03T20:37:25.660+01:00Dva vuka u namaJednom davno, stari Čiroki indijanac je svom unuku ispričao jednu životnu istinu:<br />
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- U duši svakog čoveka vodi se bitka, kao borba između dva vuka. Jedan vuk predstavlja zlo, predstavlja: bes, zavist, ljubomoru, pohlepu, aroganciju, egoizam... Drugi vuk predstavlja dobro, predstavlja: mir, ljubav, nadu, vedrinu, poniznost, ljubaznost, dobrodušnost, srdačnost, darežljivost, istinu, saosećanje, veru...<br />
Mali Indijanac se zamisli. Sve svoje misli usmeri na dubinu dedinih reči, pa ga zapita: - Koji vuk na kraju pobedi?<br />
- Pobeđuje uvek onaj koga hraniš...<br />
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hajduchija. ravni medvednik. <a href="http://jpgmag.com/photos/3195368">smelost muziciranja</a>. <br />
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povlen. i vidici.<br />
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jutro. shkola. male planete. <br />
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<a href="http://jpgmag.com/photos/3211888">dok uchi</a>, <a href="http://jpgmag.com/photos/3056390">pravi herbarijum</a>, <a href="http://jpgmag.com/photos/3029670">sanja</a>...moja mala sharenaSebe Sebi Na Darhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527641013668562205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161744130283998645.post-9227288982848651012011-11-25T09:00:00.000+01:002011-11-25T09:00:22.508+01:00Мoj Mali Čovek je i dalje Moj Mali Čovek. Malo se izvukao. Uozbiljio. Svet upio. Moj maleni nindžago sin, bakuganski ratnik, i ja njegova nindžago mama ratnika bakuganskog.<br />
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Mama. <br />
Ti si meni moja mama. <br />
Osetio sam tvoj miris u hodniku. Sve ovako. (Udiše duboko duboko)<br />
Koje si dugme bila pritisnula ovde. <br />
Ovako dž. <br />
O čemu? <br />
Ja sam...bićeeee koje šeta, a može i da se skameni. <br />
Vidiš. ... onda se desi da budem kamen kao spomenik....ili neka stena. <br />
A Mirković je vatra. <br />
On je vatreni. <br />
A Stefan se zaledi. <br />
Nemam devojku. Imao sam je. Mariju. Bio sam zaljubljen u nju....i ne znam, nisam više...Emica mi se sviđa, ali pošto će Jana da me zeza neću da kažem. <br />
Volim da crtam zato što mi je to zabava, a još neko voli da crta. Crtač. <br />
Najviše volim da gledam Zmajevu kuglu. (Peva...) <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=azu_qfiQSyA">Klizim kroz oblake, ja letim mogu sveeeeee...</a><br />
Vidi kako sam te nacrtao, ti ideš preko mosta. I sija sunce. I talas ššššššš. <br />
Obožavam da se igram i mazim. <br />
Najbolji drug mi je Vojin.<br />
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Crta i dalje. Boku, najjačeg borca koji može sve da pobedi, i on ide po Zmijskom putu. Potpuno nesvestan jezika u uglu usana održava koncentraciju i koordinaciju. Olovka ruka. Linija olovka. Olovka papir. Oko ZaMisao. I pevuši. Onako laganica. Za sebe.Sebe Sebi Na Darhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527641013668562205noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161744130283998645.post-30342066072852404242011-11-21T19:39:00.001+01:002011-11-21T19:41:42.587+01:00Kafka. Prag.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnWA4pxgaPauEedFR07sqZWiPECuqDSh_vCvIbQAyDmqpY_BaJjUnCt7zGKwO5S9XF2JR905WBgBi21zs_zxUYqnx8nkCU9zEKjhKdH-x2j6ISdUJ6aungFXgrDyAVw8gbm8LrCyQhzAY/s1600/2011-10-23+16-04-39+-+IMG_6483.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="255" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnWA4pxgaPauEedFR07sqZWiPECuqDSh_vCvIbQAyDmqpY_BaJjUnCt7zGKwO5S9XF2JR905WBgBi21zs_zxUYqnx8nkCU9zEKjhKdH-x2j6ISdUJ6aungFXgrDyAVw8gbm8LrCyQhzAY/s320/2011-10-23+16-04-39+-+IMG_6483.JPG" /></a></div><br />
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Bio sam ukočen i hladan.<br />
Bio sam most,<br />
raspet nad bezdanom.<br />
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Milenino pismo Kafki:<br />
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Koliko malo znaš o meni! Razmišljam, sve što osećam, dišem, lebdi ka<br />
Tebi. Da li ćeš to ikada shvatiti?<br />
Ja sam vatreni znak.<br />
Pozvala sam te da budeš večni gost u mom domu - Suncu.<br />
Ja<br />
sam u njemu jedina. Zapravo, Sunce jedino u meni nalazi utočište i zato<br />
sam te pitala: hoćeš li zauvek da ostaneš u mojoj duši? Ti već to<br />
jesi. Uskoro ću napuniti dvadeset četiri godine. Kako vreme prolazi!<br />
Ponekad, kada slučajno pogledam u izlogu i ugledam na staklu svoje<br />
lice, uplaši me i iznenadi što više nisam mlada devojka. Zato žalim za<br />
svakim danom što nismo zajedno. Pamtim svaki korak u Folksgartenu,<br />
svaki Tvoj pogled, kako mi ruku prebacuješ preko ramena, ne mogu da<br />
verujem da je sve prošlo.<br />
Nisi mi odgovorio da li pristaješ da budem tvoje Sunce?<br />
Ne zaboravi!<br />
Lavica mnogo traži od života.<br />
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Promislite i to, Milena, kakav dolazim k Vama, kakvo tridesetoosmogodišnje putovanje leži za mnom (a pošto sam Jevrejin, dvostruko je duže) i kad sam na jednom tobož slučajnom zaokretu ugledao Vas, koju nikad nisam očekivao da ću videti, a još manje sad, tako kasno, onda, Milena, ne mogu da vičem, niti u meni išta viče, niti govorim hiljadu ludosti, one nisu u meni (ne mislim na druge ludosti kojih ima kod mene u izobilju), a saznajem da klečim možda tek po tome što sasvim blizu pred očima vidim Vaše noge i milujem ih.<br />
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Sebe Sebi Na Darhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527641013668562205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161744130283998645.post-22724500126338535412011-05-26T12:06:00.001+02:002011-05-26T12:07:33.218+02:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-d9ryowoI_W7NO3rcMAvoloEJ3eA2pLHiIMsDfxyzUCpdempAtUJnHEiTNUJuUvdMnIrrjgGYPU2aXURRwkEF665u4nL-CiA183EcTUkMmLw-2I_p0mBCVtCA7syMm1EP6d7VDEI2L9A/s1600/Pattern+of+Swimmers%252C+Ironman+Triathalon+%2528B-169.%2529tif.jpg_w580_h387.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="214" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-d9ryowoI_W7NO3rcMAvoloEJ3eA2pLHiIMsDfxyzUCpdempAtUJnHEiTNUJuUvdMnIrrjgGYPU2aXURRwkEF665u4nL-CiA183EcTUkMmLw-2I_p0mBCVtCA7syMm1EP6d7VDEI2L9A/s320/Pattern+of+Swimmers%252C+Ironman+Triathalon+%2528B-169.%2529tif.jpg_w580_h387.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdL-KGFxs6QhCESHcP-gvNbvq3KcdEHS7Z8ZpKvGpiXYOtFCrfiWkVDEyXADyoNnfjV2jaJkeSoBN-bqdS_i0v4QL95h7QcdLQjujAFqmtbMnBWy3xEoimM6D93h1a84I02Vlzuj4tBnk/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607029477458159474" /></a><br /><br />slivanje mirisa<br />zvuka<br />shushtanje uspomena<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeBIDVrIg7uYEyzM4OWLU9BH5lAB57JNCSOQaXhnb98TipEGAaRNE4-L3toBUbZhF6D1HCeU7bFOwMrQxB3u0afK96Mck84khlo_fulkeSvfTM8Uu3u6tADNu2TME4OgaogAgquMAKfHQ/s1600/3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeBIDVrIg7uYEyzM4OWLU9BH5lAB57JNCSOQaXhnb98TipEGAaRNE4-L3toBUbZhF6D1HCeU7bFOwMrQxB3u0afK96Mck84khlo_fulkeSvfTM8Uu3u6tADNu2TME4OgaogAgquMAKfHQ/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607029684367106450" /></a><br /><br /><br />boja koja izmedju svojih nijansi stvara muziku tisine<br /><br />opijajucu i zanosnu<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd4PbGR5k-kQcPkB9WTQQJQK4X-xB2odfpU_kDrGrkVX__PeIX7kUs-afDMPcmKafqdJaGRv3pg60Nt4pMX6ASA36MrkrurKbDrJ22zKFv8_hAbqC0GhXR129cmIQsg1GtZD4fePS62_w/s1600/2011-05-07+14-08-23+-+IMG_9253i.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwmo2C_3ggsfCMkdJR7xZ2-jtJvb_gyY6drYnGtFlZ3GdqgwuceHhGOrnQo7OU9ZssQ0Mfb6FjNrcxfFnI83ju3MQRv2aJpgciFotc6Mvbg_6-DJtYQ1sIcLGP5ZHHUOzZUPiDfOcdDH0/s200/DSCF1622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262887892842929922" /></a><br /><br />...<br />psssssssssssssstSebe Sebi Na Darhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527641013668562205noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161744130283998645.post-55649467114216690042008-10-07T22:26:00.004+02:002008-10-07T23:11:03.860+02:00Sanjar<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis3MTNWdROQBS-FeXEY5RuPELlCRb1Su62jt2a3ne9ZjHOP3vY6jrG9jfLdUaJA1rUxL6ytcTm-5SM9ifYHJ5lUbjHUrh2R9erSVPEpe8fPZkL6pvweEzIpDEZ2GjEGEwkLuATuRfgVas/s1600-h/DSCF0792.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis3MTNWdROQBS-FeXEY5RuPELlCRb1Su62jt2a3ne9ZjHOP3vY6jrG9jfLdUaJA1rUxL6ytcTm-5SM9ifYHJ5lUbjHUrh2R9erSVPEpe8fPZkL6pvweEzIpDEZ2GjEGEwkLuATuRfgVas/s320/DSCF0792.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254513646970740002" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/o5s/2921896027/">klik klik klik<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/o5s/2921896027/" border="0" alt="" /></a>Sebe Sebi Na Darhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527641013668562205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161744130283998645.post-14322806087537304312008-10-04T23:14:00.002+02:002008-10-04T23:17:06.315+02:00Istinit tren u traljamaSubotnje jutro. Breza šušti, mali ljudi tabanuju. Vetar i mi, moji Mali Ljudi i ja, sami na našoj Planeti. Čekamo kišu. Mislim... ma, znam, nema ništa savršenije za Ovaj dan. Popunim playlistu, pustim ritam u dan i tabane u ples. Otvorimo sve prozore naše Planete, od Ultra do onih sa sivim nebom sivog krova i jatima golubova. I damo se i sebe i nas u ludu igru.<br /><br />Obavim jedan telefonski razgovor. Izbacim glavu sa naše Planete u drugi planetarni sistem da malo nikotinom zagadim okoliš i počnem da sabiram šta treba da kupimo Malim Ljudima. Od cipela, preko krpica, pelena, sve neophodno, pa Sve je stalo, samo Mali Ljudi rastu, i dođem do cifre, ubacim glavu u našu Planetu i gledam ih. Želim da im dam sve. I sve najbolje. Naravno da sam počela da plačem. Bio je tren da je Planeta stala, da sam se saplela o svoj korak, svoj ritam i da sam posrnula. Pala pravo na nos. Kako mislim da prehranim Male Planete snovima? Da im pravim paprikaš od priča? Mislim li da će moći da prežive od mog hodanja na rukama? Treba li da se bacim u druge sisteme i živim ih iako u njih ne verujem, čak pljujem po njima teške reči? Gledam ih. Pa odem u kupatilo (tamo možeš biti jedino sam) na sabiranje ponovo. Sabiram. Oduzimam. Množim. Delim. Izvučem ono što daje ili = Dokle god budemo mogli da vrtimo Našu Planetu Našim Ritmom sjajno je! Kapiram, posle ćemo se snaći. Neozbiljno? Khm. Jeeeeste. Ali, Naša Planeta od toga živi! <br />Nije bitno šta, već ko i kako nosi!<br /> <br />Vratim se, a moji Mali Ljudi se potukli. Ona ne da. On to hoće. Ona kaže. On neće. Ona njemu. Pa on njoj. A Planetu vrti Darko Rundek u ritmu: <br />U svojim starim kožnim sandalama<br />Nikad nisam bio nesretan<br />Zaplesale bi uvijek kad bih je sreo<br />U njima nikad nisam bio sam<br />Jer imao sam društvo cijeli dan<br />U mome rodnom gradu plesala se<br />Samba, rumba, ča-ča-ča<br /><br />Hej, Ljudi, ja sam srećna Žena skroz! I imam krila.Sebe Sebi Na Darhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527641013668562205noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161744130283998645.post-58518996064183290732008-09-06T21:05:00.001+02:002008-09-06T21:05:57.653+02:00Moja Mala ŽenaMoja je Mala Žena Šarena<br />Na svoj šareni način.<br /><br />Baš večeras je izbečila svoje nebo plave oči i rekla mi svojim ljubičasto dubokim glasom kako je Onaj Matija naučio lekciju na raspustu i više je ne smara (doslovno). Zatim je počela priča da se širi i moje oči da se smeše, te Moja Mala Žena stavi svoje gipke prste, što se u razne boje prelamaju, u vazduh i vrlo obrati pažnju kako se kreću dok njima po vazduhu priča<br />Tada je, naravno, bitno znati šta treba slušati.<br />A juče je legla pokraj mene i rekla <br />Sakilice, ti se meni baš svidjaš! Nisam rekla Svidjaš mi se, već BAŠ mi se svidjaš! <br />Posle duže priče ipak je odlučila da joj se moja kosa ne sviđa i da bi mi bila lepša da je duža i da nosim šnalice, po jednu sa obe strane. I ne voli što toliko crnih stvari nosim, mogla bih, eto, da nosim ponekad i nešto roze. Lepše bi mi stajalo, kaže.<br />Ona se najbolje oseća kada obuče haljinice koje se vrte. Da li se vrte proveri tako što stisne šake u pesnice, savije noge u kolenima i brzo, brže zavrti kukovima. Tada zna. Obožava da pleše. A jako je lepa kad pleše. Vrti se po sobi sama i pravi neke pokrete kojima kao da mazi prostor. Spušta se i diže. Nežna kao vetar. Osetljiva kao mimoza, i isto toliko stidljiva.<br />Voli da priča sama sa sobom. Nekada stane ispred ogledala, a nekada šetka po stanu menja glasove i razgovara.<br />Fascinira me koliko mrzi fizički napor. Ne voli da šeta dugo, da trči, vozi bicikl...da radi bilo šta što je umara.<br />Nedavno mi je nacrtala divan crtež. Nacrtala je sebe kako drži tablu za crtanje, a na tabli je nacrtala nju i mene, i mnogo cveća, nebo i sunce i ptice. <br /><br />Moja Mala Žena je jedna Sanjalica. <br />Moja najbolja Drugarica, Dušica tanana. Divna, Divnija.Sebe Sebi Na Darhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527641013668562205noreply@blogger.com9