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...

Friday, 16 May 2014

Vlast je obećala Beograd na vodi, ali ju je Bog preduhitrio - potopio ga je


Tugu ne možeš opisati, ona je poplava koja nosi sve pred sobom

podriva kuće, rije nasipe, valja bregove
Tugu ne možeš suditi, ona je kamen o vratu davljenika, zauvek vezan....
Gradski prevoz je u kolapsu pa se snalazi ko kako zna i ume da stigne do centra grada 

1 comment:

Badenac said...

Uradio je to sa kamatom-potopio je Srbiju.