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...

Wednesday, 28 September 2016

Neokrnjena posuda neće da se odazove na ono na šta se lako odaziva naprsla


Postoje naprsle posude - kada ih blago kucneš, razleže se zveckav zvuk. Tako i napukli čovek - odmah se čuje i vidi, ma koliko se trudio da izgleda kao srećan. 
On živi u zagrljaju sa svojom nesrećom. Dao joj je utočište. Na tim ljudima postoji senka nezgode, koja ih je nekada zadesila, ili gorke i nerešene nedoumice. Oni su se toliko srodili sa tim da se ne mogu rastati od toga, čak i kada im je veselo i dobro. Oni su samo delimično prisutni u svom životu, budući da se u njima dešava nešto mnogo važnije - sahrana pređašnjeg života.
Mogu da ih razumeju samo osobe sa istom takvom pukotinom....

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