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...

Sunday, 24 April 2016

Sećam se da sam se vinula u mlaki prolećni vetar, lebdeći ko zna kamo niz bezbroj Mlečnih puteva što se od mene odlivaju u širom prostrto vreme. Stvarno gde sam sve bila?

Došao si kao ekspresni voz iz noći. Samo što to nije bio ekspresni voz - bila je to čitava vasiona, jurila je prema "mojoj" iz neke više dimenzije. Pre sudara, "moja" vasiona  bila je pusta, bolna, prazna. Neposredno potom, buknula je i eksplodirala na sve strane u nezaustavljivoj vatrenoj oluji svetlosti i materije....

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