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Rekoh... nisam nista naucio u zivotu dobro da radim, sem da pokusavam. Jebiga, ko bi ga znao da ce se sve ovako okrenuti? Niti mi je iko rekao da je zivot picka koja ti se prikrade iza ledja kad nisi spreman, niti me je iko obavijestio da je zivot obaveza kojoj se niti radujes, niti nadas. Niko nije nasao za shodno ni da mi kaze da nikad necu ni biti spreman za zivot, pa bas kao ni svi ostali, niti mi je iko kazao da ce zivot stalno od mene traziti da ga zivim i da nigdje, ama bas nigdje, ne postoji dugme kojim bih oznacio privremenu pauzu na taj zivot. Cak nema ni crvene ruchke kocnice na vidiku, kojom bih oznacio hitnu i neizostavnu potrebu da zaustavim planetu i sidjem; stavise, na obzorju nema ni nade da ce biti odmora dok traje obnova, fakin obnova. Jedino sto sam do sad naucio, iz svih "trial and error" (metoda pokusaja i greske, op.a.) je da moram ustajati i dalje, i pokusavati i opet, i opet, i opet i ope.. i op... i... a zasto zivimo kada se iz zivota niko nije izvukao ziv?

TestCafe - Sex Test - Your Evaluation

Sex Test - My Evaluation. What about your evaluation results? Can we see an URL or what :D ?

stolen bits of conversation

This was, surely, just a mental diversion. And perhaps I was just a Member of a Secret Foreign Service that was accidentaly falsified somewhere from Japan, or something. I wouldn't know - knowlege is as deep as perception is, anyways - and this early in the morning, my perception is quite a ... like a ... like a variable, like X going to minus infinity. Early in my life I used to be young, though that fact was changing as years passed by. Amasing, isn't it? Fcuk. Now I'm just a old trash bag, ain't-good-for-nothin'.

It all started with golden fishies.

Zdravo - Hello

Zdravo
31.10.1993.

Zdravo svi drugovi
s kojima napravih toliko nereda,
zdravo sve ljepotice
sestoga razreda.

Zdravo zime smrznute
i ljeta raspjevana
sto napravismo mi,
raja razdragana.

Zdravo Sarajevo nestalo
u dimu baruta,
nastalog od tonu celika
po djeci prosuta.

Zdravo svim prijateljima
u sjecanjima ostalih,
na nekim od
groblja sarajevskih.
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Hello
31.10.1993.

Hello, all my friends
With whom I made so much mess,
hello all the beauties
of the sixth grade's classes.

Hello, frozen winters
and singing summers,
made by us,
cheerful friends.

Hello, Sarajevo, disapeared
in the gunpowder smoke
of the tone of steel
shattered amongst children.

Hello to all friends
who remain in memories,
in some of the
Sarajevo's cemetaries.

by Phenomenicus Domesticus

Pa Ssta - So What?!

"pa ssta"

massta
zzivjeti disati pisati
recci djelovati ne stati
smjeti htjeti voljeti ne izdati
i ne strassiti se
*
vjernost ideal romantika
vitez bez nakaza
kamikaza
politike bijesa razvaljenih snova
stresa
nisam za tog lijesa
*
joss tri za gross
a zzivot za dvje
rijeci pogressne
smjessne jeftine
*
ne skreni sa puta
ne gledaj iza
kriza



"so what"

imagination
to live to breathe to write
to say to do not to stop
to dare to want to love not to betray
and not to be scared
*
faithfullnes ideal romance
knight without monsters
kamikaza
of politics rage broken dreams
of stres
i'm not in for that cascet
*
you get three for a quarter
and a life for two
wrong words said
funny cheap
*
do not lose your path
do not look behind
chrisis

ThinkGeek :: Auravision EluminX Illuminated Keyboard

ThinkGeek :: Auravision EluminX Illuminated Keyboard - just so you know what do I want from YOU for my birthday (coming up in january :\ )

Taking Lives (2004)

Taking Lives (2004)

Well, how should I put this... I haven't seen such a stupid and retarded movie, in years! Jesus, I thought when those actors make money they wouldda stop making bull-crap movies, but, apparently, that is not the case with Angelina Jolie. I can freely say that Lara Croft was an artistic and legendary movie compared to this peace of crap. Most important thing about Angelina being detective (deFective) is that when she runs, camera focuses on her swaying boobies. Another thing - two sex scenes - put into the movie excusively so she can undress... Another thing - car chase - oh Lord that was weak! Whole story is quite retarded and unbelievable, with so many flaws... from the begining, of course, it praises USA - c'mon, we all know that USA is superior and everyone else is sucker, so Canadian police calls in help from - FBI... .agent from Pennsylvania saves Canada, and story is soooooo cheeeeeeessy that it stinks five blocks around my house. I better go and erase the copy of the movie, since I have no enemies to recommend them this for download and as for my friends - I will gladly recommend them the same - erase motherfugga and don't watch this shit. You'll spend 2 hours better if you go to sleep, instead of watching this shit.

You can call me a nerd,

but I was contemplating my decision to stay in the city over the summer and try to earn and save mo' money for school... well, out of all the places BESIDES my home, that I wish I could have visited over this summer, DEFCON was at the very first position in my "Places-to-Go" list. Why? Well... when I go to sleep, if I don't hear cars outside, I can hardly fall asleep. I love to hear humming of my computer's cooler and to see all the LED's, screensavers and cables blink in the room, sooooo.... fcuk Miami and South Beach, fcuk all the beatches, defcon rules.

G-mail!

A Gigabyte of storage for an e-mail account, that's not bad, aaaaaight? Anyways, now I can receive mp3's, avi's, divx's and all other nice large stufff in my inbox! From now on, mail me at iznogud @.... gmail, of course, dot-com :D

Nothing to win and nothing left to lose

Those were the days, my friend, we hoped that they would end... whatta parody, right? Perhaps not, and than again, when you think about it: You are free only when you have nothing to win and nothing left to lose... and that's the way we were - all of us, Prince and Pauper, Policeman and Thief. Every single soul was unescapeably cought up in the chains of the Machine that was remodeling surface of our world. And yet, we were free to express, free of fear, free of inequality. Destiny sucked the same for all of us, you never knew if a Wheel of Life is going to spin your lucky number, is it going to happen now or tomorrow.

One has a couple of choices, in times when circumstances say that no choice is left: you can either get yourself upset about situation that you can't change, oooooooooor - you can, simply, not get upset with it. You can either believe in yourself, or not believe. You can do it, the question is are you going to do it or you're just gonna sit and whine about yourself?

WHO ARE YOU?

Do you often hear voices in your head?

Do you really, trully, know yourself? Think about the quiz and answers... this is what it told ME:

unlonelynize II

pay attention to the last thing
and lay down next to me
forget about all you know
relax now
don't waist your time
i love you
i love to guess your dreams
and i don't get why do you mind
don't worry about it

pay attention to the last thing
and you'll remember for long
drag another smoke
inhale a mood for a trip
and take my hand
i love you
i love to guess your dreams
and i don't get why do you mind
don't worry about it

pay attention to the last thing
and keep me within yourself
i feel like drifting in terraces of conscience
something is splitting inside me
i love you
i love to guess your dreams
and i don't get why do you mind
don't worry about it

SLOVIO - a new language!

Slavic (Simplified) universal international simplified planned language - SLOVIO.COM seems to be a new thing to think about putting it into your resume, man! I already know I understand a lots of Slavic languages, bt this idea is definitely worth of attention!

Shouts to djesi.ba members!

Hello-yello, djesi.bachice and djesi.bachi... please sign up into this thread (I mean, into the comments section)

Welcome ;)

How do you like this blog?

Soooooo, how do you like it, guys? Good idea, bad idea, who cares? If you care, at least that much to leave a comment, click on the link "X comments" and leave a - what - a comment. Also, if any of you have a blogger account leave me your handle, so I can give you a "voice" on my channel :)

;) Peace

unlonelynize

The Occupational Safety and Health Administration (OSHA) has determined that the maximum safe load capacity on my butt is two persons at one time,unless I install handrails or safety straps. As you have arrived sixth in line to ride my ass today, please take a number and wait your turn. Thank you.

Now, come on, it's only a joke. The only way to "unlonelyzation" of the thought is for it to be shared. No difference makes a fall of the tree, deep down in the forest, if there was noone to notice that it has fallen down. In that sense, if there is no echo to the word, it is as good as it was never said.

Flaw of thought digs deep canyon in the Granite Blocks of Stupidness. I yell, carried by the clarity of blueness in the water and skies, my voice echoes and bounces of the cliffs around me. Just sometimes I hear different voices that echo above mine and above the thunder-like sound .... is that a waterfall ahead of me?! But where to? Can I go deeper and am I going to be able to come back?

Anyways, IT IS NICE TO SEE KNOWN NICKNAMES STARTING TO LEAVE COMMENTS HERE. That means lonely thoughts that are collected around here can be heard, they will not be yet another tree falling unnoticed. Yet, the time, and the time only can tell how strong echo will a word have.

Back to the blog!

So, we are back where we started. It is all about an option, a choice. Pro-choice attitude in life has lead me to start a mutiny on the forum of which I was a part of inventory... After four years, I choose to move on. Let's blog! I got me all the neccesary plugins and gadgets. Ths ain't hard as it seemed!

corner of the lonely thoughts

aiiiiiiight, it has begun. I always do the same thing - instead of trying to write something for the blog, I am browsing the web in search for addons, templates, pimp-up-my-rides for the blog. Never mind that I don't have a lot to pimp up, the spirit is here! I am not worried, though: even if I leave the blog after several posts - it wouldn't be the first or the last thing I left unfinished; and if, in some case, I get used to it and start to write - writing is a continuous process, and the best of it comes at it's own will, so I am not concerned, I am not even going to give it another thought. Instead, I am gonna go keep browsing blogger's knowledge base, and you, bloggie, wait. I'll be back.

Welcome!

On a steamy summer day in mid-July of 2004, I've decided to start posting in English. This way my thoughts would be shared with more people AND I'd get to practice my English.... so, let's get the freak on! I gotta get used to it a little bit, but, hey, it's all good. What really matters is that I have a place where I can let a little steam off, again. It's good to be at home, Internet!