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Sve je zapravo onako kako mi to ne vidimo, odnosno onako kako vidimo...
Ja sam osobu vidjela na svoj nacin, na kraju se uspostavilo da opce nije takva.
Sto god to znacilo...
Sve znam, znam da trebam pronaci sebe.
Sve svoje mane vidjeti, sve svoje osobine, i dobre i lose, onda vise necu zivjeti u iluziji.
No, kako to postici, kako da uistinu pronadjem sebe
Ono sto ja volim, a ne netko drugi?
"Nacin na koji ces to uciniti moras sama pronaci, i on mora biti tvoj, a ne da ti ga netko drugi kaze..."
"Sve ce doci na svoje"
"Mozda"
Tisina.
Tisina je ono sto volim ovih dana.
Uzivanje u tisini i komuniciranje tisinom...
Otvorila sam neki dan knjizicu s mudrim mislima bas na stranici na kojoj je pisalo: "Što više šutiš, to ces više cuti"
Zao mi je Ena sto bas i nisam bila pricljiva, ali obuzela me tisina....
Ova pjesma je zapravo moj post. Sve sto ja zelim reci se nalazi u njoj....
He's a real nowhere man,
Sitting in his Nowhere Land,
Making all his nowhere plans
for nobody.
Doesn't have a point of view,
Knows not where he's going to,
Isn't he a bit like you and me?
Nowhere Man please listen,
You don't know what you're missing,
Nowhere Man,the world is at your command!
He's as blind as he can be,
Just sees what he wants to see,
Nowhere Man can you see me at all?
Nowhere Man, don't worry,
Take your time, don't hurry,
Leave it all till somebody else
lends you a hand!
Doesn't have a point of view,
Knows not where he's going to,
Isn't he a bit like you and me?
Nowhere Man please listen,
you don't know what your missing
Nowhere Man, the world is at your command!
He's a real Nowhere Man,
Sitting in his Nowhere Land,
Making all his nowhere plans
for nobody.
Making all his nowhere plans
for nobody.
Making all his nowhere plans
for nobody!
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