October 19, 2010 » Jaganjci će postati oblaci / Lambs Shall Become Clouds
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The unmodified verses 3 and 4 of this were originally a p..m of their own that never really developed, as it had no story and it wasn’t making a statement for months, until the rest just wrote itself this morning. Originally, B was meant to be compared to some sort of a black lamb (bad seed?) and with the p..m taking its final form, he’s killing the lamb and a bunch of other animals along the way.
I also needed one where A is telling B what to do. Since he won’t listen to her at any point, he got
October 16, 2010 » Muljanje mulja / Oozing The Ooze
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Happy 48th anniversary of the day we could’ve all died, dear friends. Don’t be aggressive, watch who you’re voting for and don’t let the violence in media motivate you and brainwash you into thinking a terminal disaster would be awesome.
Here’s a pathetic p..m full of love – a female claims her love is like a lake visible from space and claims it would be really bad if such a lake would be drained. Isn’t that romantic, melodramatic, heartbreaking and fourthsomethingitis? It could be. But it also sounds like a blackmail, right?
The rest is up to the broadness of
October 15, 2010 » Water, the second most important only to air
Time to contribute to Blog Action Day 2010, don’t you think? I encourage you to take part as well, instead of blogging about how you’re making money, leaving your pouty bathroom mirror photos, masturbating over celebs or whatever it is that you normally do.
As a resident of a country that clearly has enough water, I still sympathise with those who don’t. Some time ago, I asked visitors of Invisible Movement to contribute to Water Aid and though they were, at that point, used to having their backsides buttered by fun content, they actually did it. Later on, they made a
October 14, 2010 » Zec na putu, veverica na radaru / Rabbit In The Way, Squirrel On The Radar
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I started this on the 10th of September and I continued and finished it today. Next to Winged Froggy, it’s probably the only one that could pass as children’s poetry.
A squirrel and B rabbit live in the Nowhereland, in the respected communities of squirrels and rabbits; which appear to be ignorant towards each other. Even the narrator herself explains at the very end, that everybody would expect a rule-free life in Nowhereland and squirrels and rabbits creating a mixed speecies; but that such a thing is never going to happen.
The very, very beginning was inspired by Fabrizio de Andre yet
October 12, 2010 » Transience
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July 2008. Dad and I sat in the car on a rain day near the end of a month full of surprises – visiting our friends in Slovenia, a day trip to Trieste (my first to Italy in 20 years), my first and to date only visit to the EXIT festival when Gogol Bordello and Juliette And The Licks played…and hours after an unexpected Lenny Kravitz front row and Lenny posing for me for half a minute (while I kept on hoping he’ll move on to someone who’s honestly crazy about him, would’ve been ashamed to steal someone else’s dream).
September 30, 2010 » Lučki kran / A Port Crane
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I realised I never posted this here and it’s been in drafts for weeks. Here it goes.
Given the port and cranes actually being present in “Wrong Star” as a part of decoration and props, this p..m can sneak in. Otherwise, the story is simple: I didn’t know how to name a photo of a port crane taken on a walk some weeks ago. I ended up naming the photo A Port Crane. That reminded me of the banality of the certain branches of my own inspiration tree. If one’d imagine that branch, it would be the one bringing so many
September 28, 2010 » Ispleti-sopstvenog-boga set / Knit Your Own God Kit
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This one was started on 22nd September, but it got its final shape in a short, yet smart convo I had on
September 26, 2010 » 1…23 (trilingual)
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This was originally written in Italian on the 21st of September. Today I added the Serbian and English versions.
1…23 can be anything. It can be as easy as one, two, three, but the 1 can be clearly separated from 2 and 3 in many ways. In both cases, it touches time, but they’re not the same entities of time. Some are bigger, some are smaller, and they’re about 23 apart, 1 more, 1 less.
I loved the line “M’innamoravo di tutto” by the wonderful late Italian musician and poet, Fabrizio de André, and I thought it would be a nice base
September 21, 2010 » Skitnica / Tramp
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Talk later. Can’t think much. Wrote this in June, finished it last week.
Skitnica
U tvom slučaju, uputstvo za otvaranje kutije je u kutiji,
sočan od ljubavi, presušio od ljubavi, sve-od-ljubavi.
Zašto?
Skitnice, skitnice…hej, skitnice.
Pre pet godina, rado bih dala život za tebe.
No, danas bih više volela da
voliš za mene,
uradiš ovo za mene,
uradiš ono za mene,
sve sem onoga što si već uradio.
To je bilo glupo.
Hej, skitnice, ponovo se srećemo,
u Nigdezemlji gde se samo skitnice i šunjaju.
Ne znaš zbog čega si ovde,
ne umeš da čitaš natpise,
pa ne znaš ni gde si.
Možda ti treba malo vremena izvan svega?
Možda ti treba malo otrova?
Ima mnogo skitnica u ovim krajevima,
kažu
