Aj liv, egejn! (rek'o b' Caleb i uz'o vile u ruke)

(psi laju...itd)
Jednog dana shvatiš da to tvoje mišljenje i nije tvoje, nego kopirano iz onog medija kojeg zbog nekog razloga pratiš.
Ali, bolje se prikloniti nekoj Ideji, nego stajati sam na vjetrometini. Zar nije? U čoporu je toplije. ;-)
A, ja se odo' maknuti od onog što nam se svako veče između 19:00 i 20:00 iz katodne cijevi servira kao "stvarnost".
Odo' naći kakav komad kamena 'mjesto jastuka i kakav dobar komad zvjezdanog neba, da me pokrije dok spavam.
Da, naravno, hrčem...
/me sada sluša: \Vlatko Stefanovski\Vlatko Stefanovski - Hajri mate dike daje ( part 1).mp3

 
"- Pretražujte, nemojte razvrstavati.
 - Nemojte ništa bacati.
 - Zadržite sve u kontekstu."
 
E, naći ću jednog dana to svoje, te vlastito mi reset dugme, suncemukalajisano.
/me sada sluša: \Sepultura - Bullet the Blue Sky.mp3

Uz oblake, skoro kišu, blato po odjeći, blato za vratom i nekakav čudno-dobar film u glavi. :)
 
See the great white scar
Over Battery Park
Then a flare glides over
But I won't look at that scar
Oh, my nuclear baby
Oh, my idiot trance
All my idiot questions
Let's face the music and dance
 
Don't ever say I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready
I'll never say I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
Don't ever say I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready
I'll never said I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better than you
 
All the corners of the buildings
Who but we remember these?
The sidewalks and trees
I'm thinking now
I got a better way
I discovered a star
I got a better way
Ready, set, go
I got a better way
A new killer star
I got a better way
Ready, set, go
I got a better way
The stars in your eyes
I got a better way
Ready, set, go
I got a better way
I discovered a star
I got a better way
Ready, set, go
 
See my life in a comic
Like the way they did the Bible
With the bubbles and action
The little details in colour
First a horseback bomber
Just a small thin chance
Like seeing Jesus on Dateline
Let's face the music and dance
 
Don't ever say I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready
I'll never said I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
Don't ever say I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready
I'll never said I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better than you
 
All the corners of the buildings
Who but we remember these?
The sidewalks and trees
I'm thinking now
I got a better way
I discovered a star
I got a better way
Ready, set, go
I got a better way
A new killer star
I got a better way
Ready, set, go
I got a better way
The stars in your eyes
I got a better way
Ready, set, go
I got a better way
I discovered a star
I got a better way
Ready, set, go
I got a better way
I got a better way
Ready, set, go
I got a better way
I got a better way
Ready, set, go
I got a better way
Oooh oo
I got a better way
Ready, set, go
 
/me sada sluša: \Eh.....
 

"We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment,
We are choosing to be here right now. hold on, stay inside...
This holy reality, this holy experience. choosing to be here in...
This body. this body holding me. be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion."
 
Je, prošao sam puni krug. Naučio ponešto novo, izgubio vjeru u nešto staro. S ove točke, nakon tih par godina, mogu ipak bar odglumiti da se šeretski mudro smiješim.
Alive!!!
This holy reality, in this holy experience. choosing to be here in...
This body. this body holding me. be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion...
Of what it means to be alive
 
Swirling round with this familiar parable.
Spinning, weaving round each new experience.
Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this
Chance to be alive and breathing
Chance to be alive and breathing.
This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
Embrace this moment. remember.
We are eternal.
All this pain is an illusion.

Udva na radiju, ovom američanskom. Napolju "Frank Sinatra" vrijeme (ono maglovito, sa lišćem na zemlji, kada ti dođe da mrmljaš neku swing pjesmu, dok hodaš ulicom i gledaš ispred sebe). Dvosmjerna rijeka elektrona pretočenih u byteove i osnovne pakete teče u onim žicama pored desne ruke. Pokušavam oblikovati slike blokova informacija u glavi mi.
 
"Nedjelja popodne, beznogometni dan
 mrko me gleda sat..."
Eh, da je Štulić mrtav, sadare bi se okret'o u grobu mu.

 
odo' na 127.0.0.1 i zatvorit' sve portove, do jutra.

"...I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame it doesn’t mean I don’t desire to
Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over.
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication.
 
The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it.
Finding beauty in the dissonance..."

Magla na pučini, usmjeravam brod prema idućoj luci. Tragovi vremena i puteva vide se na trupu, metalne zakrpe drže jarbole na mjestu. Cilj i nije bitan, prvi vjetar će pokazati put. Dobro ili loše vrijeme ne igraju ulogu na brodu duhova. Imena luka polako tonu u zaborav. Postoji samo put...i kraj...ili, hm, kako se zove ono kamo odlaze isluženi teretni brodovi?
 
/me sada sluša: \REM-All I have to do is dream.mp3

Yep.

Jednog dana, imati ću život baš onakav kakav želim (ne, ne liči na ono što se prodaje u prospektima za kuhinjski namještaj ili moderno namještene spavaće sobe). Jednog dana, priče će se svoditi na posao, nove metode skidanja kila i skrivanje znakova starenja.
Jednog dana, glavna će mi briga biti otplata rata kredita i cviljenje prednjeg lijevog amortizera na automobilu.
Jednog dana, kada napokon odlučim odrasti.

Ovi ventilatori izgleda imaju i "turbo" način rada.
Odo' se anestezirati uonim ček'ćem za meso.
 
/me sada sluša: \U2 - Mysterious ways.mp3