Rea

DON'T WORRY ABOUT WHAT PEOPLE THINK, THEY DON'T DO IT VERY OFTEN.

22.05.2011.

cv

Team player, using gained skills such as active learning, active listening and critical thinking for overall success of the team. As well, good in social skills and system skills including judgement and decision making, Job experience made me socially perceptive and service oriented. Proficient in resource managing, technical as well as complex problem solving ability.

20.01.2011.

Samoća

Svoju snagu prepoznaćeš po tome Koliko si u stanju Da izdržiš samoću. Džinovske zvezde samuju Na ivicama svemira. Sitne i zbunjene Sabijaju se u galaksije. Seme sekvoje bira čistine Sa mnogo sunca, uragana i vazduha. Seme paprati zavlači se u prašume. Orao nikad nije imao potrebu Da se upozna sa nekim drugim orlom. Mravi su izmislili narode. Svoju snagu prepoznaćeš po tome Koliko si u stanju Da prebrodiš trenutak, Jer trenutak je teži I strašniji i duži Od vremena i večnosti.

19.01.2011.

remedy for anxiety

Your remedy for anxiety is the question: 'Will this matter in a year from now?' All too often you get so involved in things that you look at life through a microscope. Amplifying manifold, an invisible speck becomes an insurmountable mountain. Put down the microscope and imagine yourself a year from now looking back at today: 'Does this really matter?'

04.08.2010.

damn....... ;)))

comfort fooooooooood ;)))))))))

03.08.2010.

Playground

30.03.2008.

Nocna pjesma

Noć je: sada glasnije govore svi vodoskoci. A i moja duša je vodoskok.

Noć je: sad se tek bude sve pjesme zaljubljenih. A i moja duša je pjesma zaljubljenika.

Ima u meni nečeg neutoljenog, neutoljivog; htjelo bi da se oglasi. Ima u meni neke požude za ljubavlju, koja sama govori jezikom ljubavi.

            Svjetlost sam: ah, kamo da sam noć! Ali to je moja samoća što sam opasan svjetlošću.

            Mnoga sunca kruže u pustom prostoru: svemu što je mračno zbore ona svojom svjetlošću – preda mnom ćute.

            Tako je pjevao Zaratustra.

21.02.2008.

Time Does Not Bring Relief; You All Have Lied

Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year's bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide

There are a hundred places where I fear
To go,—so with his memory they brim
And entering with relief some quiet place
Where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, "There is no memory of him here!"
And so stand stricken, so remembering him!
06.02.2008.

...

...In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in the fields of gold...

21.01.2008.

...

S rukama necijim oko sebe je lakse. Ponekad se cak ucini da ide nabolje. To je tren u kojem moze da se dise.

                   Diras   
                           -Bol-

08.01.2008.

Nietzsche

Ko od vas moze da se u isti mah smije i da bude uzvisen?

Hrabre, nezabrinute, podrugljive, nasilne – takve nas zeli mudrost: ona je zena i uvijek voli samo ratnika.

            Vi mi kazete: „Tesko je podnositi zivot.“ Ali cemu biste prije podne imali svoj ponos a uvece svoje mirenje sa sudbinom?

            Tesko je podnositi zivot; ali onda se ne ponasajte tako njezno! Svi smo mi zajedno lijepi tovarni magarci i magarice.

            Istina je: mi volimo zivot, ne zato sto smo navikli da zivimo  nego zato sto smo navikli da volimo.

            Uvijek ima pomalo ludila u ljubavi. Ali uvijek ima i pomalo uma u ludilu.

            Vjerovao bih samo u onoga boga koji bi znao da igra.

            A kad sam vidio svog djavola, nasao sam ga ozbiljnog, temeljnog, dubokog, svecanog: bio je to duh teze – zbog njega padaju sve stvari.

            Ubija se ne gnjevom nego smijehom. Naprijed, hajde da ubijemo duha teze!

            Naucio sam da idem: otada dozvoljavam sebi da trcim. Naucio sam da letim: otada ne zelim da me najprije gurnu da bih krenuo s mjesta.

            Sada sam lak, sad letim, sad vidim sebe pod sobom, sad neki bog igra kroz mene.

                        Tako je govorio Zaratustra

 


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Kinnie
Some girls wear their hair
Up off their lovelly faces
And some gaze straight ahead
'Cause they are trying to go places
Sometimes we go together and other times apart
But i like to think we hold our fists up
Trying to make a new start but
Here is a story about walking the other day
And everyday is special
But somethings just never change, see
He looks at she, she looks away okay
Hips sway, why is every day a boy day?
He looks at she, she looks away okay
Hips sway, i guess it's another boy day

And we could call it out
When it doesn't suit us both
'Cause there's a magnitude of choices
And a really big boat and that big boat
Floats on a restless ocean
Singing about the chances of protective devotion
For the girlfriend who stands on the street
Waiting on a trick and
Some man demands that you lift your skirt quick

She's got a mother, a daughter and a lover
You tell me why she shouldn't have safe cover
She's got a mother, a daughter and a lover
You tell me why she shouldn't have safe cover
'Cause if the laws made sence
She would have a legal fence
To keep her clientel clean
And she could still pay the rent
She's got a mother, a daughter and a lover
You tell me why she shouldn't have safe cover
She's got a mother, a daughter and a lover
You tell me why she shouldn't have safe cover

Now, my skin is green, some think it's italian
That gives me that sheen
And i have to thank my father for the
Proud red blood that makes me mean, but see
Boy on the street's got his eyes pinned on to me
Button unbuttoned in his head he wants to see


The shapes, and the sizes,
the handprint, shoefits
Shapes, sizes,
handprint, shoefits
The shapes, the sizes,
the handprints, the shoefits
And off with the underwear
My dreamy smell lays there but
This is not fair 'cause
He penetrates me with his stare
This is not fair 'cause
He penetrates me with his stare

'Cause i wanna walk down a long path of flowers
I wanna sing songs that mesmerize for hours
I wanna feel the freedom to be sexy
Without his eyes sliding all up and under me
I wanna feel the freedom to be sexy
Without his eyes sliding all up under into me
Buttons unbuttoned in his head
What does he see?

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life'

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