"...gore gde ti nisi ti, i gde ja nisam ja,
mi ćemo možda i biti savršen par..."
Posted 12 December 2009 - 08:23 PM
Posted 12 December 2009 - 08:39 PM
Dear Leonard. To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last to know it, to love it for what it is, and then, to put it away. Leonard, always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always the hours.
Posted 12 December 2009 - 10:09 PM
Posted 12 December 2009 - 10:49 PM
“… People are rivers, always ready to move from one state of being into another. It is not fair, to treat people as if they are finished beings. Everyone is always becoming and unbecoming.” (Kathleen Winter: Annabel.)
“Point of view is everything.“ (Kathleen Winter: Annabel.)
LIVE. LEARN.TRAVEL. LOVE.
Posted 12 December 2009 - 11:44 PM
Normality is a paved road: It's comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.
― V. Van Gogh
Posted 13 December 2009 - 12:37 AM
After all this time?
Always.
Posted 13 December 2009 - 09:40 AM
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When you open your mind to the impossible, sometimes you find the truth.
Posted 13 December 2009 - 02:31 PM
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Posted 14 December 2009 - 12:10 PM
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When you open your mind to the impossible, sometimes you find the truth.
Posted 14 December 2009 - 02:36 PM
There are some things I may not know
There are some places, dear Lord, I may not go.
But there's one thing of which I'm sure
My God is real for I can feel him in my soul.
I have found a way to live
in the presence of the Lord Hare Ram, Ram, Ram
Hare Ram, Ram, Ram, Sita Ram, Ram, Ram
Posted 14 December 2009 - 02:45 PM
After all this time?
Always.
Posted 14 December 2009 - 03:43 PM
Posted 14 December 2009 - 06:27 PM
Ne, ona nima žametnih oči in niti kodrov mehkih kakor svila,
če sneg je bel, ga v njenih nedrih ni in usta bi se od koral ločila.
Sem videl rože bele in rdeče, na njenih licih take ne cveto
in so dišave, ki so bolj dehteče, kot vonj, ki diha njeno ga telo.
Njen glas poslušam rad, četudi vem da zvoki strun prijetneje zvene,
kako boginje hodijo ne vem; ko ona hodi, stopa kot ljudje.
Pa vendar se mi zdi bolj očarljiva kot vse, ki pesem jih slavi lažniva.
Posted 14 December 2009 - 06:35 PM
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When you open your mind to the impossible, sometimes you find the truth.
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