petak, 29. lipnja 2018.



It's not what you'll possess It's how you will express The essence of you It's not the wage you earn It's about the things you learn And the love that you feel It's not what you'll conceal It's all that you'll reveal That will make you be you The perfection of you Now the shadows are long And the cities are lost to rain When you wake up every day To find nothing's changed But before you can speak You will learn that it's all the same And the dreams that you will have Are public domain And the country lanes are decked With the time to come It's not the years you pass It's about the moments that last Forever in you Now the shadows are long And the cities are lost to rain When you wake up every day To find nothing's changed But before you can speak You will learn that it's all the same And the dreams that you will have Are public domain Now the time that has gone Doesn't matter to anyone When the country lanes are decked With the time yet to come Now the world is exhausted And the wreckage is all around But the arc of your life Will still be profound Don't be afraid to die Don't be afraid to be alive Don't be afraid to die Don't be afraid to be alive Don't be afraid

ponedjeljak, 12. veljače 2018.


Tokushima

Tokushima miriše na bukkake
na picina maziva i sokove
japanskih radnica
na sushi, fugu i sake
sjeme sa njihovih bradavica

U Tokushimi odmora nema
samo red, rad i uredni vlakovi
U Tokushimi odmora nema
samo red, rad i uredni fukovi
 Miyako i Kazuko,
društvena i tjelesna krema

Miyako liči na tsunami
kad putuje u poslovnom odijelu
i u jurećem Maglevu
zgrabi dizajnersku zdjelu
prozirnošću je svojom napuni
i mjesto vode dadne šefu
da utaži žed svoju do zadnje kapi

Kazuko voli svoj tatami
kad se susjedi u krug okupe
gledaju je bez kimona
pokazuje im macu, sise i dupe
dok se dan ne približi tami
i ne svrše svi u Tokushimi
gdje sve miriše na bukkake

U Tokushimi odmora nema
samo red, rad i uredni vlakovi
U Tokushimi odmora nema
samo red, rad i uredni fukovi.


ponedjeljak, 17. travnja 2017.

Drive Home





Cold windowpane
A car upturned in the rain
Wait on in vain
Don't try to bear the blame
Deal with the pain
Dust down your wings again

You need to clear away all the jetsam in your brain
And face the truth
Well love can make amends
While the darkness always ends
You're still alone
So drive home

A pause without end
A moment in time suspends
How could she leave?
Release all your guilt and grieve
Give up your pain
Hold up your head again

petak, 9. prosinca 2016.

srijeda, 9. studenoga 2016.

Kad vas uzmu na pik


P i K


P. je rekao da serem.
P. je to rekao u zajebanciji.
P. voli svima govoriti da seru.
P. ne voli gnjavažu i toplu pivu.
P. kaže da nije nikad izda. Jer 'ko izda...P.
probleme ocjenjuje isključivo prema vlastitom iskustvu.
Ako se njemu nešto nije dogodilo, za P. to nešto ne postoji ili nije relevantno.

P. je izmišljena osoba, pojava, deformacija, turbulencija, brend, trend, frend.
Svaka sličnost sa stvarnim osobama i događajima je slučajna.
P je broj od jedan do sedam milijardi. And still counting.
Svi smo mi P.
I K. od ovce.

K. od Ovce. Kod Ovce - zamisli, i ovce imaju kod. Kod za prepoznavanje ovce.
Ili je to neka birtija, Kod Ovce, kod nekog lika kojeg svi zvu Ovca jer je ovce čuvao. Ili volio. Ili i jedno i drugo. Svejedno.
Svi smo mi K.od ovce, voljeli ovce ili ne.

srijeda, 26. listopada 2016.

Starblind



Take my eyes the things I've seen in this world coming to an end
My reflection fades, I'm weary of these earthly bones and skin
You may pass through me and leave no trace, I have no mortal face
Solar winds are whispering, you may hear me call

We can shed our skins and swim into the darkened void beyond
We will dance among the world that orbit stars that aren't our sun
All the oxygen that trapped us in a carbon spider's web
Solar winds are whispering, you may hear the sirens of the dead

Left the elders to their parley meant to satisfy our lust
Leaving Damocles still hanging over all their promised trust
Walk away from freedoms offered by their jailers in their cage
Step into the light startripping over mortals in their rage

Starblind - with sun
The stars are one
We are the light that brings the end of night

Starblind - with sun
The stars are one
We are, with the Goddess of the sun tonight

The preacher loses face with Christ
Religion's cruel device is gone
Empty flesh and hallow bones
Make pacts of love but die alone

The crucible of pain will forge
The blanks of sin, begin again
You are free to choose a life to live
Or one that's left to lose

Virgins in the teeth of God are meat and drink to feed the damned
You may pass through me and I will feel the life that you live less
Step into my light startripping, we will rage against the night
Walk away from comfort offered by your citizens of death

Starblind - with sun
The stars are one
We are the light that brings the end of night

Starblind - with sun
The stars are one
We're one with the goddess of the sun tonight

Take my eyes for what I've seen
I will give my sight to you
You are free to choose whatever
Life to live or life to lose

Whatever God, you know
He knows you, better than you believe
In your once and future grave
You'll fall endlessly deceived

Look into our face reflected in the moon glow in your eyes
Remember you can choose to look but not to see and waste your hours
You believe you have the time but I tell you your time is short
See your past and future all the same and it cannot be bought

Starblind - with sun
The stars are one
We are the light that brings the end of night

Starblind - with sun
The stars are one
We're one with the Goddess of the sun tonight

Take my eyes for what I've seen
I will give my sight to you
You are free to choose whatever
Life to live or life to lose

Whatever God you know
He knows you better than you believe
In your once and future grave
You'll fall endlessly deceived

The preacher loses face with Christ
Religion's cruel device is gone
Empty flesh and hollow bones
Make pacts of love but die alone

The crucible of pain will forge
The blanks of sin, begin again
You are free to choose a life to live
Or one that's left to lose

srijeda, 24. kolovoza 2016.

Misunderstood



"How can I feel abandoned even when the world surrounds me
How can I bite the hand that feeds the strangers all around me
How can I know so many
Never really knowing anyone

If I seem superhuman
I've been
Misunderstood"