Friday, 18 April 2014

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Čovek u starosti shvati koliko mu se smanjuje vreme ispred njega. Zbog tog nedostatka budućnosti, čovek se, kao da kompenzuje vreme, sve više vraća u mladost i detinjstvo. Tako stvara iluziju o jednakosti trajanja vremena. Kao da će prošlost da zameni, ali i da nadoknadi budućnost. Zamagljuje se istina o nemanju sutrašnjice, a razbistruje slika o jučerašnjici. Ili jednostavnije rečeno: što manje vremena čovek ima pred sobom to ga više traži iza sebe....

1 comment:

Skyline Spirit said...

pretty nice blog, following :)

You are the pattern in the weaving of my existence. You are the secret code that unlocks all that is mine. You are the manner in which I dance, flying from cloud to cloud…You are the answer to all my questions, always unexpected, which raises me from one world to another.You are my sailing boat on the ocean of infinite tranquility and bliss. My most beautiful ark. Your soul has no limits, and it is in my eyes that You are endless…
And thus when I am not asking You anything then, in fact, I am asking You; And when I do not see You – I do indeed see you. And when You are silent You are speaking inside of me; and when you are asleep you are awake inside of me.....
You'll never be able to escape from your heart. So, it's better to listen to what it has to say. That way you'll never have to fear an unanticipated blow...