tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33204530529426043232024-02-06T19:47:52.509-08:00Une part de bonheur.AlterFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287929174231211601noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320453052942604323.post-89630873718383778452015-12-03T08:39:00.001-08:002015-12-04T01:33:33.716-08:00Ohm.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Enim se sanja bolje, drugim slabše.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">vdih, izdih, napad, obramba, destrukcija, konstrukcija, poljub, izdaja - sebe, tebe, mene, njega, vseh.</span></div>
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AlterFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287929174231211601noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320453052942604323.post-981310836508384532013-11-06T12:21:00.000-08:002013-11-06T12:21:54.696-08:00"The language of peace. You dig?"<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">"It was an infamous address, having housed the Film Guild Cinema in the twenties, and a raucous country-western club hosted by Rudy Valée in the thirties. The great abstract expressionist artist and teacher Hans Hoffman had a small school on the third floor through the forties and fifties, preaching to the likes of Jackson Pollock, Lee Krasner, and Willem de Kooning. In the sixties it housed the Generation Club, where Jimi Hendrix used to hang out, and when it closed he took over the space and build a state-of-the-art studio in the bowels of 52 Eighth Street.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">On August 28 there was a party celebration the opening. The Wartoke Concern handled the press. It was a coveted invitation and I received mine through Wartoke's Jane Friedman. She had also done the publicity for the Woodstock festival. We had been introduced at the Chelsea by Bruce Rudow, and she showed interest in my work.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I was excited to go. I put on my straw hat and walked downtown, but when I got there, I couldn't bring myself to go in. By chance, Jimi Hendrix came up the stairs and found me sitting there like some hick wallflower and grinned. He had to catch a plane to London to do the Isle of Wight Festival. When I told him I was too chicken to go in, he laughed softly and said that contrary to what people might think, he was shy, and parties made him nervous. He spent a little time with me on the stairs and told me his vision of what he wanted to do with the studio. <span style="font-size: large;"><u>He dreamed of amassing musicians from all over the world in Woodstock and they would sit in a field in a circle and play and play. It didn't matter what key or tempo or what melody, they would keep on playing through their discordance until they found a common language.</u></span> Eventually they would record this abstract universal language of music in his new studio.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">"The language of peace. You dig?" I did.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Preberem glasno: "Smrt."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Kaj je smrt? Je to trenutek, ko umreš? Ali je to ves čas, ko si mrtev? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Se pravi, da je mrtev. In mrtev je od zdaj za vedno. Je potemtakem smrt stanje večnosti? Sestavni del življenja? Ali je smrt začetek konca? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">In kaj je konec? Si sploh znam predstavljati konec? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Pomislim na konec osnovne šole. Dobila sem spričevalo. Konec gimnazije. Maturitetno spričevalo. Konec študija, diploma. Konec življenja, nagrobni kamen? Je torej nagrobni kamen spričevalo življenja? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Ljudje smrt radi ignoriramo. Kot da je ni, kot da ne obstaja in kot da bomo za vedno deležni zemeljske izkušnje. Pa vendar smo vsi z vsakim trenutkom bližje smrti. Umrli bojo moji ljubljeni. Nekoč bojo umrli moji starši. Moja dva brata in sestre. Če bom imela otroke, bojo umrli tudi oni. In njih ljubi ljudje. Nekoč bo umrl moj dragi, umrla bom jaz. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Ko bom umrla, se bo moje srce ustavilo. Prsni koš bo obstal. Negibna bom. Moje ustnice ne bojo izgovorile nobene besede več. Moje roke ne bojo dale več objema, noge bojo otrdele in mamine volnene nogavice jih ne bojo mogle več segreti. Nikoli več. Lica bojo zgubila rdečico. Toplina bo počasi izginjala in ko se bo kdo dotaknil mojega mrzlega telesa, se bo ustrašil, ker me tam ne bo več prepoznal. Moj pogled bo za vedno zaspal. Na takšen način te pač smrt spremeni. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Tam bom sama. Nihče ne bo umiral z menoj.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Ko sem o tem razmišljala še kot 'mini me', sem se tega dejstva vedno ustrašila. Delala sem se pogumno: "Pa zakaj bi se bala umreti?", po drugi strani pa sem goreče prosila za dolgo življenje.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">MISLIM, da še zdaleč ne drži, da so trenutno brezposelni ljudje nujno LENI in NESPOSOBNI. Ne vem, kakšna je vaša izkušnja s to skupino ljudi, tisti, ki jih poznam jaz (in za čigaršnje brezposelnost mi je sploh mar) so mojih let. To so v veliki večini SPOSOBNI ljudje. Ljudje, katerih misel ne boleha. Ljudje s polnim razumom in odgovornostjo. In vsi smo še "mladi". In vsi upamo na boljše čase. Eni tudi čakajo, jaz ne. In to, da ne čakam, ne pomeni, da vsak dan pošiljam različnim podjetjem nešteto prošenj. To niti ne pomeni, da vedno sproti z novim projektom oplemenitim moj portfelj. To pomeni samo, da me ni več strah. Bilo pa me je. Strah me je bilo brezposelnoti. Ker je POTREBNO plačati položnice. In če ne plačaš položnic, lahko umreš. Tako nekako. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Torej, v zgodbi še vedno stojim tam, za šalterjem na Zavodu za zaposlovanje RS. In začneva. Najprej dobim knjižico (ki je kmalu postala beležka čečkarij nečaku, kar me je prej vandušilo kot razjezilo - je vsaj pridobila na zanimivi vsebini!). Potem izpolniva zaposlitveni načrt. Ime, Priimek, Parvmesnihpodatkov, Izobrazba, Znanja in kompetence. Nekaj takega. In se je zataknilo. Najprej se je zataknilo pri mojem znanju. Študirala sem grafične in interaktivne komunikacije na NTFju. In tekom študija sem se seznanila s kupom programov, večino (razen Flash-a, priznam) tudi osvojila. Torej, v bazi, kjer lahko odkljukaš računalniške programe, ki jih poznaš, je bil na voljo Photoshop, mislim, da tudi Autocad, CorelDraw in mogoče še ene dva. Tudi znanje interneta se šteje pod znanje računalniških programov.:) Blender, Maya, Cinema 4d, Illustrator, Indesign, AfterEffects, .. to so jim tujke. In potem zveš, da se tega naknadno ne da vpisati noter. Ker tega ni na razpolago, halo? In vprašanje "kaj ni to vse eno in isto" od gospe supervajzerke. "Kje sem jaz? Kaj se dogaja? WTF?" - misli kar niso hotle bit tiho. In povem vam, to je še kar zajebano. Ko nič več ne štekaš. In potem ti misli delajo na polno, privlečejo na plano ful enih nesmiselnih vprašanj o eksistenci, sposobnosti, sistemu - in to vse pred tisto nespoštovano zaposleno na zavodu. In res se moraš truditi, da kaj ne rečeš na glas. Ker se ne spodobi. Ajde, gremo naprej. Skupaj sva odkljukali še moje znanje jezikov. Če znaš več kot enega tujega, ti že malo ne verjamejo. Če znaš več kot dva, te pogleda zelo sumljivo. No, jaz sem jih naštela še nekaj več in takoj slišala:"Gospodična, če si zmišljujete, bo to delodajalec ugotovil. Ne delajte si tega." Another WTF look. Zakaj bi si zmišljevala, konec koncev, saj nisem edina 20+, ki zna kakšen tuj jezik?? Niti trudila se ji nisem razlagati, da sem se angleščine in nemščine naučila v gimnaziji. Tudi latinščine, vendar se spomnim samo osnov, zato nisva obkljukali okenca, ki ponazarja najvišlji nivo znanja. Ker sem poletja preživljala na hrvaškem morju in ne slovenskem, me je pritegnila tudi hrvaščina (tole: "Dobar dan, jel može pola-pola?" "Pa može, šta damo?" "Šumsko voće i vanilijo." In nasmeh do ušes :D). V Parizu sem se priučila nekaj francoščine in prebrala par debelih knjig v srbski cirilici. Dodatno sem eno leto obiskovala italijanščino, prvo leto na faksu pa pouk španščine (in gledala sem Esmeraldo) in ja, še vedno kar nekaj razumem. Na tejle točki tujih jezikov me je nejevolja že dodobra načenjala. Hvalabogu se je začelo gospe zaposleni muditi (vrjetno na naslednjo kavo in čik) in me je z napotki "Zavod redno obveščajte o svojih aktivnostih, mesečno nam prepošljite prošnje, ki jih pošiljate delodajalcem in, saj veste, najbolj veseli bomo vašega obiska, ko boste prišli vrniti knjižico," odslovila. Uf. Dobro, tele naloge bom zmogla, služba bo pa tudi prišla, saj sem sposobna punca. Po zavodu si je treba porihtat zavarovanje. Obvezno in dodatno. In potem fehtaš CSD za keš. S tem kešem je tako - meni kode ocenjevanja niso znali razložiti, najbrž je odvisno koliko denarja so pripravljeni dati od sebe, ali kaj. Torej, na mesec ti pripada tam, od 100 do 260 Eur na mesec. Štipendija, pač. (In ne, noben naj ne pripomni kriterijev ocenjevanja, v mojem krogu folka obstajamo trije s popolnoma istimi pogoji in popolnoma različno vsoto denarja, ki nam enkrat na mesec "pripada"). Dobro, na CSD-ju je še najmanj posla, se da vse porihtati, tudi če nič ne hodiš tja. Ne pričakujte pa tam odgovornosti in inteligence. To se kupi drugje. Tam samo so in to mora biti zate dovolj, pa naj bodo ti, ki tam so, v pomoč ali ne. Oni so le zaposleni, javni uslužbenci. Alfa in omega te boge države. Kaj pa kaj zavod pravi po prvem obisku? Pri meni je bilo takole - par tednov po tem, ko sem se tam pofočkala, dobim telefonski klic. Bil je ponedeljek, ura tam okoli 7h50, za nekoga, ki je doma, kar zgodnje jutro. Na drugi strani živčen ženski glas. Brez dobro jutro/dober dan:"Ja, kje pa ste?" "Doma. Oprostite, kdo pa kliče?" " Iz zavoda kličem, veste, da morate biti čez 10 min tu?" "Prosim? Gospa, to mora biti pomota." "Ni pomota. Čez 10 min se vam začne delavnica Po študiju do zaposlitve. Na vabilu je sicer napisan jutrišnji datum, vendar smo se zmotili. Če zamudite, vaz vržemo iz zavoda." ??? Seveda sem zamudila, hvalabogu je prijazna gospa, ki je delavnico vodila, tistih par minut opravičila. Vendar - njena prijaznosti ne opraviči dejstva, da je bila delavnica bullshit. Glede na ime delavnice bi pričakovala, da smo vsi prisotni kdaj študirali. Študenst pa naj bi znal napisati CV, kajne? In iskati po spletu. In se predstaviti delodajalcu. Po moje naj bi tudi znal biti izviren in samosvoj. Pač, nekako zrelejša oseba tako in drugače. No, mi smo za te stvari porabili 2 dni. Unbelievable. Naslednjič, ko sem bila na zavodu, so rekli, naj ne pošiljam nič na mail, ker oni tega ne preverjajo. Ko sem šla še zadnjič, so me vprašali, če sem že iskala delo v tujini in zakaj ne. Hm. Nočem več na zavod, res ne. Zguba časa. In vsi, ki ste kdaj bili na zavodu veste, kakšne so te njihove delavnice, za katere porabijo kupe keša in od katerih nič pametnega ne odneseš. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Ko razmišljam o zaposlitvi, me celo malo zagrabi panika. Si res želim delati v neki firmi? Najverjetneje v firmi, kjer delavci previsijo pol svojega delovnega časa na gTalku, FBju, Twittajo safr in trpljenje. V firmi, kjer delavci komaj čakajo, da bo ura tri ali štiri, da pobegnejo domov. In so doma ob petih. Potem še malo počivajo, pojedo, grejo na sprehod in čakajo do vikenda, ko se jim začne lajf. Hm. Ne bi se dobro počutila med sodelavkami, ki jim je fajn debatirati samo o drugih. O Kim Kardashian, recimo. A veste kako izpade glupo, ko izpadeš glup, ker ne poznaš Urške Čepin? Še manj dobro bi se počutila med sodelavkami, ki bi se ves čas hvalile med sabo (- hudi nohtki, kje so ti jih nardil? - kolk si dala za podaljške? - a si shujšala? - kaj pa ješ? - a, dieta. - top majčka, ti poudari joški, stara. - uaua, čist si jebaćka v tehle čevljcih...ON AND ON, take se ne ustavijo). Ne zanima me to. Če me zaposlijo v taki firmi, somebody kill me, please. Zame bi to predstavljalo hudo kazen, res.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Afterall, panika me grabi tudi zato, ker smo vedno poslušali kaj bomo, ko bomo veliki. Kot da se po koncu srednje šole odločiš enkrat in za vselej. In če se odločiš narobe, si kriv sam. Zakaj ne bi mogel nekdo en dan prevajati knjige, drug dan pisati učne snovi, tretji dan iti s svojimi učenci na izlet v neznano in četrti dan recenzirati na novo izdane knjige? Zakaj ne bi srčno dekle, ki ima rado otroke, bila njihova varuška? Zakaj ne bi bolnikov in ostarelih negoval nekdo, ki ima za to res občutek. Pravzaprav, zakaj sploh še imamo službe za nedoločen čas? Že res, da se za določen poklic izobraziš. Pa je to dovolj? Res? Odkar so diplomirali naši starši, je minilo 30, 40, 50 let. Kaj se je v tem času spremenilo? Da, mogoče se je odprla kakšna smer študija več, vendar je še ta navadno pogojena s profesorji, ki bi morali biti najmanj v penziji, če ne že v grobu. Matematika se v 100 letih ni spremenila (ajde, imamo kakšne novejše pojme, npr. fraktale itd.). Princip ostaja isti. Ampak vsi ne razumejo matematike. Zakaj torej nekdo ne najde novega načina? Boljšega mogoče? Ali pa vsaj novega, dobro, da bi matematiko lahko vsi razumeli? Zakaj razvijamo tehnologijo, če je ne znamo uporabiti? Zakaj ne znamo videti, da je svet vsak dan drugačen? Zakaj se ne znamo razvijati? Zakaj smo neumni? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Pismorosno, če ne drugega imamo internet. Internet bi lahko rešil že marsikatero stvar. Recimo - delo od doma. Veste koliko bi razbremenili delavce, finance, onesnaženost? Ali pa pomoč internetnih vsebin v šoli. Na spletu se najde ogromno aplikacij, ki bi pripomogle k lažjemu učenju. Bolj zabavnemu učenju. Obstajajo celo spletne strani, kjer si lahko znanja nabereš več kot v OŠ, srednji šoli in univerzi skupaj - vse to zastonj. Ampak to ne šteje. Ker certifikat ni niti približno diploma. To ne šteje, ker učenje ne bi smelo zabavno - v šolah se pa ja trpi. To ne šteje, ker ne moreš biti ti v službi in doma hkrati - kako pa bi to zgledalo?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Ne maram sveta, v katerem učiteljice ne znajo (in ne morejo) dobro učiti otrok. Ne maram sveta, v katerem zdravnika, ki naredi napako, linčamo prej kot nekoga, ki krade brez vesti. Ne maram sveta, kjer te mora biti sram morale. Ne, ne maram takega sveta. Zato se ves čas trudim za SVOJ svet. Ki je še vedno lep, keš gor, keš dol. Ja, sem brezposelna in nehalo me je biti strah. V tem času sem se naučila veliko novega in naredila kar nekaj dobrega. Ker sem brezposelna, sem lahko spremljala predavanja na Courseri in se učila jezika na Duolingotu. Ker sem brezposelna, sem čez celo leto imela čas nabirati zelišča - za olja in čaje. Ker sem brezposelna, sem skoraj dokončala diplomo. Ker sem brezposelna, sem si lahko privoščila večino poletja preživeti zunaj in opazovati kako se narava spreminja prav z vsakim dnem. Odkrila sem nove poti, nove ljudi, nove stvari. In svet je res lep. Ker sem brezposelna, sem imela več časa ljubiti. In uživati. In spati. Nisem bila lena, še vedno produktivna, le v svojem ritmu.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">V vsem času svoje brezposelnosti sem bila torej polno zaposlena. Niti malo brezposelna. Uspelo se mi je umiriti in začutiti svoje življenje. In srečna sem. Čeprav si s to srečo ne morem kupiti ničesar, niti plačati stroškov. Ali hrane. Pa sem vseeno - srečna!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">In veste, vsa ta brezposelna mladina niti ni več tako mlada. Ta brezposelna mladina je v pravih letih za potomce. Ta brezposelna mladina je pravzaprav odrasla. Ampak če tega ne bo zastopila brezposelna mladina, ne bo razumel nihče. Če si sveta ne bomo spremenili sami, nam ga ne bo spremenil nihče. Apatija vodi v depresijo, farewell!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Zakaj ta zapis? Ker ne razumem. Ne razumem kako smo lahko tako APATIČNI. Ne razumem kako smo lahko tako brezbrižni do tega, kam grejo naša življenja? Konec koncev - kam gre denar, ki je trenutno prepotreben. Ne vem, kako lahko dopuščamo, da o našem življenju (zdravje, plače, štipendije, ... sanje, sreča, prihodnost,...) odločajo neodgovorni in pohlepni ljudje. Ne razumem, kako se še vedno lahko zaposluje predvsem preko vez. Ne razumem, kako lahko v tem času podpremo projekt Slovenska cesta 2020. Ne razumem niti, na kakšen način ostali to gledate? Vam je vseeno, kaj se dogaja? Vam je vseeno, če uničujemo ideje, otroke, svet - vse lepo in nedolžno? Vam je vseeno za odgovornost? Tudi tega ne razumem - sem jaz edina, ki tako razmišlja? Je kaj narobe z mano? Ni mi jasna vsa ta kontradiktornost današnjega časa. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Zunaj je tema. In hlad. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Notri je prižgana luč in s toploto postlana postelja.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Je noč mrzla in osamljena?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Ali je noč svetla in prijazna?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Moja noč je drugačna od tvoje, kajne? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Moja tema se ne sklada z drugo. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Moja svetloba valuje v drugi dolžini kot ostale.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Drugačna sva.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Drugačna je najina sreča, drugačno najino veselje.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Moj jutri bo drugačen od tvojega jutri.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Ob tvojem veselju besede ponorijo, ob mojem pete zasrbijo.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Moje oči žar v tvojih častijo, tvoje v mojih metulje lovijo.</span></div>
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AlterFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287929174231211601noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320453052942604323.post-14345791433340214492013-04-16T01:49:00.001-07:002013-04-16T01:51:40.399-07:00Da bom spet začela. Spet pisati.<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Če ne bom pisala, bom pa samo šerala.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Ker včasih je težko pisati. Hitrost misli kaj hitro zakvačka prste na tipkovnici. Ne, takrat se ne da pisati.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Danes ne zaradi misli, danes zaradi ne-časa. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Ampak! Med jutranjo kavo (ki je v resnici sploh ni bilo. Tako rečem tistemu času zjutraj, ki ga nujno potrebujem za preživetje) sem se zaletela in obstala pri dveh super stvareh! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Najprej o kreativnosti<span style="color: #222222;"> - <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=k1vOX2fwqJc#!">http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=k1vOX2fwqJc#!</a></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span style="color: #222222;">Pozorno poslušajte, lepe in resnične misli se jim motajo po glavi. Kot denimo <i>"B</i></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><i>eing creative is taking risks and trying things and every now and then something happens."</i></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">In oh, oh projekt! Tale - <a href="http://www.windowsofnewyork.com/">http://www.windowsofnewyork.com/</a>. Okna, kar narisana. Ma ne na papir.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">Dan na dan, SANJE.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">Mesec za mesecem, ŽIVLJENJE.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Prekladanje starih drv je po spremenljivki sile teže veliko lažje kot zlaganje novih, saj so popolnoma suha! Pa vendar - ves prah in ostanki njegovih bivših podnajemnikov zna biti dihalom izredno neprijetna zadeva. In čemu smo se lotili tega posla? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Lansko poletje sem se preselila na Rudnik. Spodnji Rudnik. S prijatljico sva se odločili, da s skupnimi močmi umazani, zapuščeni ter v vsakem pogledu popolnoma zanemarjeni hišici z gospodarskim poslopjem in prikupnim vrtom vdahneva svežino! Kako? Tako, da se tja preseliva. Poletje 2011 je bilo tako v znamenju obnavljanja bivalnih površin. Z lastniki sva bili dogovorjeni, da je najina pomoč vredna nekaj odbitih najemnin. Izplačalo se je! Jaz sem nad novo (pa vendar preprosto) podobo mojega stanovanja zelo nadvušena. In kar me osrečuje še bolj - moji obiski se tu počutijo domače, cosy, tres tres bien, bardzo dobrze, sehr komfortable und so! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">(ko mi ga uspe pospraviti ^^, očedim prispevek s kakšno fotografijo!:)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Ah, uspelo nam je! Vse od prvih znojnih kapljic in slabostih pri pucanju pa do navdušenosti ob tazadnji podobi (pa vendarle ne popolnoma zadnji!). </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Zdaj pa, po par mesečnem mirovanju, na vrsto prihajajo nove stvari - najprej prostor v 'drvarnici', ki bo naša nova delavnica. Upam, da bo šlo čimveč stvari po planu in jo kmalu opremimo z veliko delavno mizo, kakšnim pripomočkom za tisk, fotografijo, šivanje in preostalo kreativo :) Držite pesti!! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">In ker mi je bilo po uspešni in precej estetski obnovi stanovanja zelo žal, da v arhivu nimam shranjenih prej/potem fotografij prostorov, tega gotovo še enkrat ne zamočim pri sedajšnjem delu! Potrpežljivo, prosim.. :)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Za začetek pa okus po večernih gurmanizmih prvega ponedeljka v septembru tekočega leta!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Moje besede so potrebovale mir. Misli red. Jaz čas.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Čas, da dojamem stvari in ljudi, trenutke, ki mi jih namenja življenje. Tišina v mojem virtualnem svetu je posledica ljubezni in sreče v realnem. </span></div>
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Postelja.<br />
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Filmi.</div>
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Knjiga.</div>
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Spanje.</div>
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Novi obrazi. In tisti prijetni poznani, katerih družba je balzam. Nove ideje, nove realizacija. Pa malo pritiska iz vsake strani, da so stvari ostale v pogonu. Zaradi veliko dela sem pozabila na zadostno gibanje, zadostno spanje in zadostno količino samote. Tak človek sem. Samota mi je svetinja - mislim moram dati dovolj prostora, da zaplavajo in se uredijo. Samota mi je tak, prijeten 'reset', da mi moči in novega zagona! In včeraj sem si to privoščila s polno žlico.<br />
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(Ste že gledali film BIUTIFUL? Če ne, toplo priporočam!)</div>
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</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Pride dan, ko začneš spet verjeti v barve.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">In za tem pride dan, ko sonce greje nasmeh.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Pride dan, ko verjameš v sanje. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">In dan, ko sanje postanejo resničnost. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">In lahko pridejo dnevi, ki zanemarijo gravitacijo. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Odplešeš. Odplavaš. Razpneš jadra.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Potem pa pride dan zatišja.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">In še eden za njim - popolnoma brez vetra.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">In za njim noč brez zvezd, tišina brez bližine.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">In lahko pridejo dnevi, ki zanemarijo gravitacijo.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dnevi, ko sanje izgubijo svojo težo in srce pozabi na ritem.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dan, ko ne čutiš. In za njim noč, ko čutiš preveč.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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</span></div>AlterFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287929174231211601noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320453052942604323.post-40871663712551030902012-04-04T04:15:00.002-07:002012-09-05T14:09:19.790-07:00Upanje umre zadnje.<div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Nisem pozabila na svojo zaprisego po redni nadgradnji bloga. Vendar včasih preprosto ne gre. Ko misli zadušijo besede. Misli je veliko. Nekatere bodo dobile pot na svobodo, svoj prostor med vrsticami. Druge se bodo še naprej analizirale, urejale in dobile smisel v boju z notranjimi mlini. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Kaj me je hromilo zadnji teden? Vse dogajanje v naši ljubi državi. Ni bilo malo dni, malo trenutkov, ko sem se vprašala - kaj pa če jaz nisem pri zdravi pameti? Kaj pa če pretiravam? Sem preveč stroga? </span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Moje misli so začele nenadzorovano noreti v času predreferendumske kampanje. Na socialnem omrežju sem v dneh zatem zapisala, da 'me ta nedelja še vedno špika pri srcu'. In ne boli toliko zaradi rezultata. Boli zato, ker je bilo slišanih toliko enih nebuloz iz strani 'strokovnjakov', ljudi v kampanjah, predvsem pa, kar je najbolj skelelo - toliko nezrelosti in nekritičnega mišljenja v nesmiselnih komentarjih nas, posameznikov, ki imamo pravico in moč do svojega izražanja. NIHČE nam ne more odvzeti pravice do resnice, iskrenosti, izražanja tega kar čutimo. Ljudje se ne znamo več pogovarjati. Ja, znamo si dajati lažne komplimente. Iskreno, jaz se na to poserjem. Nemalokrat sem slišala, da sem kruta in neposredna. Takšna sem postala, ko sem se malo bolj spoznala, si dovolila biti iskrena do sebe. Z iskrenostjo sem izgubila okoli 80% svojih 'prijateljev'. Ker sem imela dovolj ljudi, ki jamrajo samo zato, da jamrajo. Ljudi, ki obrekujejo samo zato, da nekaj izustijo. Ljudi, ki želijo drugim slabo le zato, ker je to lažje, kot se lotiti grajenja sreče sam pri sebi. Takim ljudem sem rekla fuck off (odjebite) in počutila sem se boljše. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Patti Smith je pred nekaj leti servirala z besedami: "Some of us are born rebellious." (prevod za mojo mamo in nje generacijo: "Nekateri izmed nas smo rojeni kot uporniki.") Ja, Patti, dam ti prav. Vendar se bojim, da živimo v črno belem svetu. V svetu ovac in peščice upornikov. Če lahko tistih nekaj ljudi z vrlino jasnega izražanja, zagovarjanja svojih stališč (in NE obče znanih stališč raznih institucij, katerih pripadniki so), zdrave pameti, konkretnih argumentov sploh lahko kličemo uporniki. Se nismo nekdaj kot narod borili za samostojnost? Ljubi moji, pa vemo kaj beseda samostojnost sploh pomeni? Pri sebi nimam SSKJ-ja, vendar če samo pogledam koren besede, vem, kako naj jo uporabim. Vemo kaj pomeni demokracija? Vemo kaj pomeni svoboda izražanja? Čedalje bolj se počutim, kot da smo vsi ujetniki. Ujetniki ljudi, ki vodijo (in so vodili) našo državo in poizkušajo igrati na strune naivnosti apatičnega krdela ovac. Dajmo, zavoljo naših otrok, zavoljo preostanka naših življenj, zavoljo ljubezni in miru in zavoljo ohranjanja evolucije v pravo smer - dajmo temu nekako reči STOP! Pa saj zmoremo, samo potrudimo se! Ampak najprej, v samem začetku - moramo se pogovarjati, se poslušati in si dovoliti slišati. In trkati na svojo vest. Verjamem, da jo še vsi imamo. To nas dela človeške. Največja rana predreferendumskega duvanja v smislu 'ko je jači' je izhajala ravno iz bolne komunikacije ljudi med sabo. Roko na srce, kdorkoli je bil sam pri sebi 100% za ali proti predlogi zakona, nima v glavi treh čistih. In po mojem mnenju spada v zgoraj opisano kategorijo ljudi. Predlog zakona JE imel prednosti in slabosti. Vendar, kot kaže, nam je bila tudi kot volivcem odvzeta pravica do glasovanja za. Saj kot narekuje praksa zadnjih(?) nekaj volitev v Sloveniji, volimo le še proti. Volim Türka, ker sem proti Peterletu. In obratno. Volim Pahorja, ker sem proti Janši. In obratno. Volim Jankovića, ker sem proti Janši. In obratno. Volim za sprejetje predloga družinskega zakonika, ker sem, ponovno, proti RKC-ju. In seveda obratno. Zdaj pa, dragi moji, ko so me starši kot polnoletno državljanko pospremili na volišče, sem rekla: "Jes, končno lahko nekaj spremenim." Ta končno še ni prišel. In se bojim, da če bomo tako pasivno živeli še naprej, nikoli ne bo. Govoriti si, da je boljše izbrati manjše zlo, je vandalizem. Nad nami samimi. Da, izbrati manjše zlo je potrebno, kadar druge opcije ni. Mi pa jo imamo! "You know, you don't have to be evil, to be different." ("Veš, ne potrebuješ biti hudoben, da si drugačen.") Ne, samo biti moraš to, kar si.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Sama nimam strokovne podlage iz pravnega področja, zgodovinskega področja, ekonomskega področja in še marsikaterega drugega področja. Nisem podkovana s strani strokovne literature. Rada bi bila bolj, vendar ne gre. Vsakemu svoje. Veliko sem se naučila iz življenja. Ljudje so bili moje knjige. Zagovori mojega stališča so bili moji izpiti. Seveda, dala sem čez tudi popravne izpite. Ker sem človek. In motiti se je človeško. Svojo zmoto popraviti je človeško. V svojo zmoto zavedno potegniti druge, pa je nedopustno. Vem, da ob zapisih kot je ta, lahko pričakujem marsikakšen napad. Ampak ravno o tem vam govorim - dajmo se pogovarjati. Poslušati. In slišati. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Torej, začela sem z našim mavričnim zakonom. Rada bi nadaljevala z dogajanjem na koroškem. Pa se mi zdi, da smo že vsi siti tega? Smo siti tega, ker boli, z bolečino je pa težko živeti? Naj na hitro povzamem - kolikor vem in kolikor spremljam, je deklica 'živa in zdrava' pri mami. Isti mami, ki je bila v preiskovanju roke pravice zaradi zlorabe hčerke. In dediju, ki je 'tako kot vsi drugi člani družine pomemben za razvoj otroka'. Naslednje vrstice veliko povejo o stvari: "Prva procesna napaka se je zgodila aprila 2010, ko je tožilka, ki je zadevo usmerjala, na podlagi nepopolnega poročila (nista bila zaslišana ne osumljenec ne izvedenec, deklica ni govorila s psihologom!), spis poslala v arhiv. In tam je stal leto dni. Ocenjeno je bilo, da gre za spor med starši zaradi dodelitve otroka. A kako je mogoče, da tožilec to oceni, če ni preveril dejstev? »Ko sem po letu dni dobila v roke spis, sem začela dvomiti o strokovni zakonitosti in poštenosti kolegov,« pove Štiblarjeva. »Prebrala sem izvide alkohola v krvi, Klarine navedbe, opise nenavadnega dogajanja v družini, opise prič tega, kakšna je prihajala Klara od stikov z materjo. Niti za trenutek nisem pomislila, da vsega tega ne bi dala izvedencu. Vmes je punčka izginila.« Drugič: Sklep o zavrženju kazenske ovadbe na podlagi delnega mnenja izvedenca je strokovna napaka. In ravno to se je zgodilo. »Izvedensko mnenje je bilo, da bi za dokončni odgovor, ali je prišlo pri <b style="font-weight: normal;">Klari Kaker</b> do spolne zlorabe, morali opraviti več razgovorov z deklico in s starši. Ker deklice ni bilo, se je tožilec odločil ovadbo – zavreči.« "(<a href="http://www.slovenskenovice.si/lifestyle/vrt-dom/odurni-smrad-klientelizma">http://www.slovenskenovice.si/lifestyle/vrt-dom/odurni-smrad-klientelizma</a>) - se opravičujem za površno rabo narekovajev. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Sama sem zadevo začela spremljati slab mesec nazaj, ko mi je prijateljica po telefonu omenila Munca in koroško deklico. V smislu - a ni grozno? Moj odgovor je bil: "Sry, razlož mi. Saj ne vem točno kaj se dogaja. To je to, ko je fotr ugrabu hčerko, al kaj?" - to je bil moje butast komentar na tistih par besed, ki sem jih sem in tja površno zasledila tu in tam. (Kot državljanka Slovenije, ki ima vsega dost, sem se namreč odločila, da zavestno ne spremljam več ničesar. In s tem brezskrbno živela. Notri me je pa kljuvalo.). In tak je ŠE VEDNO komentar večine ljudi, katerim stvar omenim. Ko sem brala članke, zapisnike, komentarje, pogledala video posnetke, sem se trudila ostati objektivna in v sebi ohranjala dvom do ene in druge strani. Ampak čakajte malo - edini, ki so mi postregli s konkretnimi zadevami, so prav ljudje, ki so javnosti preko medijev predstavljeni kot največji mafijozi. In edini človek, ki še premore glas razuma v tejle situaciji, je ravno Matic. In njegova 'kriminalna združba'. Ne poznam ga osebno, ampak kolikor pameti mi je še ostalo pri zdravju, verjamem v njegove besede, ker niso larifari. Verjamem v njegova dejanja, ker so odraz poguma. Ne poveličujem ga. Ga pa močno podpiram pri njegovi ideji! Že nekaj časa se sprašujem eno in isto vprašanje. In hvaležna sem g. Miranu Trontelju, da je to vprašanje postavil na glas: "Imam občutek, da je vse gnilo v tej državi. <b>Ali ni civilna družba toliko močna, da bi našla enega novinarja, raziskovalnega novinarja, ki bi stvar po svoje raziskal?</b> To se mi zdi absurd, kar se pri nas dogaja. " (<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2mWH1rETp3U">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2mWH1rETp3U</a>). Da, to JE absurd. Absurd družbe, ki jamra, ker jamrajo vsi. Če res tako mislite, dragi moji, si dovolite začutiti svoje misli in prenehajte biti apatični. Zdaj, takoj. Kako SPLOH še lahko naivno spremljate in verjamete plačanim medijem, ko imate pred očmi toliko enega gradiva? Vsaj podvomite, vsaj to. Ne bodite kot slepe kure. Dvom je zdrav. Ga. Natalija Markač je v svojem zapisu opozorila na fokus celotne situacije: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/notes/natalija-marka%C4%8D/kje-je-fokus-v-zadevi-koro%C5%A1ke-deklice-/412470205449011">https://www.facebook.com/notes/natalija-marka%C4%8D/kje-je-fokus-v-zadevi-koro%C5%A1ke-deklice-/412470205449011</a>. Dajmo vsaj razmisliti o vseh opcijah, ne pa preprosto sprejeti prve in najceneje ponujene. Če mi druga stran ponudi isto mero zdravih besed, argumentov in dokazov, ok. Bom spet mislila in gruntala. Vendar mi tihi glas govori, da se to ne bo zgodilo.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Kolikor mi je znano, se na Prešernovem trgu pod kipom našega Poeta zbira družbica ljudi, ki jim ni vseeno. Pobuda za ta zbiranja se je rodila (če se motim, naj me kdo popravi) v krogu ljudi, ki se jim je šlo za to, da najdejo resnico o koroški deklici. Da se dokopljejo do nje, resnice in samo resnice. Glavni cilj ni bil dokazati krivdo osumljencem, ampak resnični potek dogodkov. Vendar so tisti, ki nam korak za korakom kradejo državo (in ljudi?) poskrbeli, da so ljudem, ki imajo znanje, voljo in srce pomagati deklici, zavezali roke. Če stvar pravilno razumem, je vse, s čimer se deklico lahko še 'reši', zahteva po neodvisni recenziji poteka dogodkov vse od leta 2008 naprej. Da do tega pride, potrebujemo moč. Meni ni in mi za tega otroka ne more biti vseeno. Vendar sile niso usmerjene zgolj in le v primer koroške deklice. Potrebno je nekaj spremeniti. Tudi če žalostnemu zaključku tega primera ne dodajo barve pravice - naj bo vsaj glasen opomin in spomin na enega zadnjih primerov slabe prakse pravnega sistema demokratične republike! Ne samo spolne zlorabe in najhujši primeri - naj se ustavijo zlorabe nad vsemi nami. Zlorabe človeških pravic, človeških vrednot, zlorabe besede svoboda... Ljudje božji, niti sanja se nam ne, kako smo vsi zlorabljeni!</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Veste, sama ne verjamem, da smo bili poslani na ta svet, da bi trpeli. Da bi se bali, kako bomo mi in naši ljubljeni preživeli. Da bi se bali, ali bomo sploh lahko delali to, kar nas veseli? Ne verjamem, da bi nam moral kdo narekovati, kako naj čutimo. Ne verjamem, da ne bi smeli biti kritični. Verjamem, da smo se rodili na ta svet zato, da bi bili svobodni, ljubljeni, kreativni, strastni! 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</span> </div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Pred dnevi sem našla tole (ja, zdaj sem v branju 'Just Kids' in mi Patti ne da miru). Bilo je dobrodošlo odkritje:<br />
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stocking feet or barefoot<br />
immensely proud or bent like love<br />
twig scaffold<br />
gravedigger or dancer in wind<br />
the same wind yet stinking of pigs<br />
rose or the pollen which makes one cough<br />
cruel fantastic unlike anything else<br />
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of the operating room<br />
to be safe from all bodily harm<br />
to know love without exception<br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"> ne imeti potrebe po aparatih</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"> operacijske sobe</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"> biti varen pred vsem telesnimi poškodbami</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"> poznati ljubezen brez izjeme</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"> biti svetnik v kakršnikoli obliki</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><br />
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</span></div>AlterFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287929174231211601noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320453052942604323.post-46009591864528538722012-03-26T07:05:00.001-07:002012-09-05T14:09:19.792-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Vikend je bil lep!</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">In ker sem še pod vtisom včerajnšnjega referenduma (nekako takole: <a href="http://www.rtvslo.si/blog/isauros/cuden-dan/70214">http://www.rtvslo.si/blog/isauros/cuden-dan/70214</a>), raje preklopim misel na petkov piknik. Prvi letos! :)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Bilo nam je lepo! </span>AlterFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287929174231211601noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320453052942604323.post-46090736577200918262012-03-21T10:44:00.001-07:002012-03-21T10:49:45.415-07:00A moveable feast. Vintage Hemingway.<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>•</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><b><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Sem nepoboljšljivi knjigožer. Zgodilo se je že (parkrat), da sem zadnje pare porabila za kakšno od knjig, ki je ni bilo možno dobiti na knjižničnih policah ali ki sem jo res želela imeti, in se za ceno tega odpovedala čemu drugemu. Knjige in potovanja - v mojem svetu najboljši način zapravljanja denarja.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Mnogi pravijo, da so zgodbe v različnih knjigah, o različnih krajih, z različnimi karakterji, ... eleganten način pobega v drugi svet. Seveda te zgodba, sploh spretno napisana, pogoltne. Potegne vase in te začara, da se ji popolnoma predaš. Vendar kljub vsemu to ni moj glavni povod za ljubezen do knjig. Knjige skorajda tretiram kot živa bitja. Njihov vonj (se tudi vi spomnite vonja knjig, ki so vam prirasle k srcu?), platnice, črke, slovnične napake. Vse to je knjiga. In kljub nepopolnosti popolna!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Zdaj sem pri branju Hemingwaya. Obožujem ga. Razumem ga. Pomalo celo častim njegov stil pisanja. Čist in poln jezik. <3. "A moveable feast" je zgodba o njegovem Parizu. Priznam, za to knjigo nisem vedela do pred nedavnim. Nanjo sem čisto po slučaju in sreči naletela v nekem članku. MOGLA sem jo imeti čimprej - dobila, pogladila, odprla, občudovala. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>"But what if it's not dirty but it is only that you are trying to use words that people would actually use? That are the only words that can make the story come true and that you must use them. You have to use them."</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>•</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>"'You can either buy clothes or buy pictures,' she said. 'It's that simple. No one who is very rich can do both. Pay no attention to your clothes and no attention at all to the mode, and buy your clothes for comfort and durability, and you will have your clothes money to buy pictures.'</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>'But even if I never bought any more clothing ever,' I said, 'I wouldn't have enough money to but Picassos that I want.' </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>'No. He's out of your range. You have to buy the people of your own age - of your own military service group. You'll know them. You'll meet around the quarter. There are always good new serious painters.'"</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>"It was wonderful to walk down the long flights of stairs knowing that I'd had good luck working. I always worked until I had something done and I always stopped when I knew what was going to happen next. That way I could be sure of of going on the next day. But sometimes when I was starting a new story and I could not get it going, I would sit in front of the fire and squeeze the peel of the little oranges into the edge of the flame and watch the sputter of blues that they made. I would stand and look out over the roofs of Paris and think, "Do not worry. You have always written before and you will write now. All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know."</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>•</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><b><br />
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</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>"I knew how severe I had been and how bad things had been. The one who is doing his work and getting satisfaction from it is not the one that poverty bothers. I thought of bathtubs and showers and toilets that flush as things that inferior people to us had or that enjoyed when you made trips, which we often made. There was always the public bathhouse down at the foot of the street by the river. My wife had never complained once about these things any more than she cried about Chèvre d'Or when he fell. She had cried for the horse, I remembered, but not for the money. I had been stupid when she needed a grey lamb jacket and had loved it once she had bought it. I had been stupid about other things too. It was all part of the fight against poverty that you never win except by not spending. Especially if you buy pictures instead of clothes. But then we did not think ever of ourselves as poor. We did not accept it. We thought we were superior people and other people that we looked down on and rightly mistrusted were rich. It had never seemed strange to me to wear sweatshirt for underwear to keep warm. It only seemed odd to the rich. <b>We ate well and cheaply and drank well and cheaply and slept well and warm together and loved each other.</b>"</i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>"In the end everyone, or not quite everyone, made friends again in order not to be stuffy or righteous. I did too. But I could never make friends again truly, neither in my heart nor in my head. When you cannot make friends any more in your head is the worst. But it was more complicated than that."</i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>"'Everybody has something wrong with them,' I said, trying to cheer up the lunch.</i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>'You haven't.' He gave me all his charm and more, and then he marked himself for death.</i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>'You mean I am not marked for death?' I asked. I could not help.</i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>'No. You're marked for life.' He capitalized the word.</i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>'Give me time,' I said.”</i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>"'Keep to the French," Ezra said. 'You've plenty to learn there.'</i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>'I know it,' I said. 'I've plenty to learn everywhere.'</i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; line-height: 18px;"><i>"Paris was never to be the same again although it was always Paris and you changed as it changed."</i></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><i><b>"There is never an ending to Paris and the memory of each person who has lived in it differs from that of any other. We always returned to it no matter who we were or how it was changed or with what difficulties, or ease, it could be reached. Paris was always worth it and you received return for whatever you brought to it. But this is how Paris was in the early days when we were very poor and very happy."</b></i></span></span><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Ana</span></div></div>AlterFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287929174231211601noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320453052942604323.post-47066805787470647802012-03-20T04:15:00.000-07:002012-09-05T14:09:19.794-07:00La pluie.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaa9FAz1ujAjK9EMIMnfnzzHdb87NP0pnLWa4BRhIhOjuaUweXJ4WCIPU8oKA3LnoJfwmqeKfOzLoPEAvy9t5TG4Xtf8O6hSW2PILf_iHUzq0UBUsEYGZ9-Fok7yhmC4GxnXiMcJgh1t74/s1600/Zadnje_solze_dezja.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaa9FAz1ujAjK9EMIMnfnzzHdb87NP0pnLWa4BRhIhOjuaUweXJ4WCIPU8oKA3LnoJfwmqeKfOzLoPEAvy9t5TG4Xtf8O6hSW2PILf_iHUzq0UBUsEYGZ9-Fok7yhmC4GxnXiMcJgh1t74/s640/Zadnje_solze_dezja.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">(Zadnje solze dežja.)</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Dež. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Zapade in razelektri ozračje. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Umiri. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Suho navlaži - in izvabi vonj.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>(In misli s pomočjo sunkovitega vala odplavajo proti polju, ki ga je poletna nevihta ravno nahranila.)</i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Ja, vonj po dežju.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">In sled pogrešanja.</span><br />
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</span>AlterFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287929174231211601noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320453052942604323.post-56195389887107339372012-03-18T16:04:00.000-07:002012-09-05T14:09:19.796-07:00Hello tomorrow!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">And goodnight tomorrow.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I'll see you in the morning.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Ana</span>AlterFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287929174231211601noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320453052942604323.post-1758694898042945752012-03-16T08:32:00.001-07:002012-09-05T14:09:19.786-07:00spomladanski . veter . v . laseh . obsijanih . z . nežnim . soncem<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Nekako takole se počutim danes.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Kot da bi lahko objela ves svoj svet in vse bi bilo v redu..! :)</span><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Naslov objave pravi, da sta na svetu samo dve mesti, kjer lahko živimo srečni: naš dom in Pariz. Te vrstice so mi pisane na kožo! Kako pa drugače, a ne? :) Leta Dva9 sem si privoščila pol leta v tem mestu. Takrat se je med nama razvila ljubezen, ki najbrž ne bo nikoli minila. V njegov objem se spustim tako pogosto, kolikor se le da! In vedno težje se iztrgam iz njega ter vrnem domov. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Pariz očara skoraj vsakega, ki ga obišče. In vsakega s svojo zgodbo, na svoj način, z drugačno energijo. Kot da bi v vsakem izmed teh obiskovalcev prebudil njih same, to kar so. Ampak da doživiš to preobrazbo, ne zadostuje teden počitnic tam (mogoče redkim srečnežem) - v par dnevih lahko ugotoviš samo kako preveč je umazan, da metro postaje smrdijo, da je Eiffelov stolp malo precenjen, da je gužva v muzejih neznosna in da je daleč predrag. Z Avenue Champs Elysees na čelu. Da se popolnoma predaš Parizu, te mora on sam najprej udomačiti. In to je vsa čarovnija, ki se tam zgodi. Ah, Paris, je t'adore! In šopek stvari, ki jih pogrešam najbolj, ko nisem tam?</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">2. <b><u>Duša Pariza:</u></b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> Mogoče se malo ponavljam. Ampak vonj vseh teh pekarn, ki se </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> širi na ulico vsakič, ko jih nekdo obišče ali jih zapusti z</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> baguette v naročju, vrvež hitečih ljudi po labirintu</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">podzemne, vrvež ljudi na ulici, čakajoči opazovalci v kavarni </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> ob ulici, melodija mesta v večeru, polni parki v času kosila,</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> pa izložbe in razstave ter ves dizajn in second hand</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> trgovinice... Še bi lahko naštevala! Ampak vse to meni daje</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> toliko zagona, svobode, lahkotnosti, inspiracije.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">3. <b><u>Knjigarna Shakespeare & Co.:</u></b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> Knjigarna z dušo. Preplet vonja knjig, pesmi klavirskih tipk,</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> poptnikov, ki se tam zadržijo in potopijo vsak v svoj svet! </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> Kakšen nepopisen občutek. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> Priporočam ogled tegale videa: </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jgofy1caXsU">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jgofy1caXsU</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> Razstave in performansi, ki prevzamejo. In razgledna točka s</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> pridihom 80. Če kadarkoli obiščete Pompidou-ja, nujno pokukajte</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> še v njihovo bogato knjižnico. Jaz sem jo zapustila popolnoma</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> navdušena! Enkrat, ko bom živela tam... :)</span><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Nikoli nisem bila dobra v rednem poročanju. Se pravi, da mi vrlina pisanja dnevnikov, blogov, raznih poročil (celo redno odpisovanje takšnih in drugačnih sporočil) že od nekdaj povzroča rahle izpade vestnosti in želje po pisanju.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Med izbiranjem prispevkov za na blog se prevečkrat zmedem. »Bi danes to objavila?« in »joooj, tega se nobenemu ne bo dalo brati« in »eh, pa saj že vsi blogajo, se mi res da?« in »...#100in1izgovorzalenobo...«. Torej. Ne bom brisala starih postov, čeprav bi najraje naredila točno to in začela vse lepo jovo na novo. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">V resnici pravzaprav niti ne vem o čem pisati. Malo bi z vami delila moje fotografije, dizajn, misli, ... Po drugi strani pa – saj si želim polniti vrstice in www prostor predvsem zato, da to kasneje preberm jaz! Torej, moja nova odločitev je (tisti, ki me poznajo, vejo, kako trdno stojim za raznimi odločitvami, ki niso ravno življenjskega pomena..(v mislih si požvižgavam: pianissimo + adagio ), da sem tu čimbolj pogosto. In pišem in poročam o čemur se mi bo zahotelo. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Obljubim, da začetnemu, ob pogledu gotovo precej anarhičnemu stanju, kasneje vdihnem nekaj redu in popravim sliko tega mesta. Za ta kasneje si bom (predvidevam, da) vzela nekaj časa. :)<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Danes o slatkishih preteklega vikenda. Poseben je bil zato, ker sem ga po skoraj mesecu dni končno preživela doma! Haaaappy dance!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-left: 54.0pt; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL; mso-bidi-font-family: Cambria; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">1.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> <u> </u></span></span></span><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL;"><u><b>Sonce:</b></u> Oblačno vreme sicer nima sposobnosti, da bi lahko spremenilo mojo ljubezen do domačega kraja. Mogoče zato, ker sem že od malega taka (po besedah moje stare mame) 'povasenka'. Rada potujem. Zelo. Ampak eden boljših delov potovanja je vračanje v našo ljubo vasico. Ima svoj vonj, svoje ljudi, svoje poti. In ko vse to objame še sonce.. Ah!</span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-left: 54.0pt; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 54.0pt; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL; mso-bidi-font-family: Cambria; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">2.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> <b><u> </u></b></span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL;"><u style="font-weight: bold;">Nečaki:</u> Obožujem jih. Njihovo radovednost, kreativnost, iskrice v njihovih očeh. Vse, kar so. Njihovo trmo, tačnobo, ko so zaspani, njihovo iskrenost. Spomnijo me, kaj sem. In me polnijo z energijo. Na dolge ture. Na kratke - me spravijo v posteljo. (Hote ali nehote. Še kar se spomnim dne, ko sem 'dala spat' najstarejšo od najmlajših. Čez 10 minut se je pridružila kofetkarjem na vrtu: 'pššššt, teta Ana spi.')<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 54.0pt; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 54.0pt; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span lang="SL">3.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> <b style="text-decoration: underline;"> </b></span></span><!--[endif]--><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL;"><u style="font-weight: bold;">Nedeljsko kosilo moje mami:</u> Ona zna! <3 V nedeljo nas je razvajala z blitvino juho, pirejem, solato, pljučno pečenko, dunajcem, jabolčnim štrudlom. Po kosilu - nostalgično hiberniranje na kavču. Zzzz. (Včasih so me uspavale nedeljske ponovitve raznih telenovel. Seriously. VEDNO je delovalo. Par minut in adieu. To še kje vrtijo?)<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 54.0pt; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 54.0pt; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL; mso-bidi-font-family: Cambria; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">4.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> <b><u> </u></b></span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL;"><u style="font-weight: bold;">Biljard:</u> Z mojim bratcem. (ki to več ni, ki je že velik brat!). Biljard je super igra. Tudi po pivu ali dveh izziv še vedno ostane dovolj močen, da sive celice delajo. V času srednje šole sem ga preigrala še pa još. Po tem pa skoraj ne pomnim, kdaj nazadnje. In zdaj ga imamo v našem vaškem baru! Jes! Jes. Jesss!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 54.0pt; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-left: 54.0pt; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL; mso-bidi-font-family: Cambria; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">5.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--></span><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><u style="font-weight: bold;">Sonce:</u> Ma ne, ni pomota. Ja, še enkrat. Drago sonce, resnično te imam rada. Si tako zelo rumeno in veliko, tak, topel buci - buci! Ni važno, kako se spreminja moj stil oblačenja, moj stil življenja, moje ljubezni, moje.. ti si vedno to, kar si od vedno. In: boom boom boom I want you in my room! As often as possible.</span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-left: 54.0pt; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"><span lang="SL" style="mso-ansi-language: SL;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<a href="http://www.finance.si/335883/Intervju-Mitja-Okorn-Slovenija-de%C5%BEela-dedka-Mraza" target="_blank">http://www.finance.si/335883/Intervju-Mitja-Okorn-Slovenija-de%C5%BEela-dedka-Mraza</a>AlterFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287929174231211601noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320453052942604323.post-53702326881532715702011-11-12T05:45:00.002-08:002012-09-05T14:09:19.795-07:00Cou Cou!<div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">It's been a while but I'm back. Hopefully for good! </span></div><div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Right now I should be finishing a logo work for my sister, who btw started with catching the very special moments of her life into the frames of her camera and she sure does some good job with it! I'm very proud of her, indeed!! But well, the reason not to do it and write instead is that I decided to be here again and share my thoughts, ideas, happiness and other chique and less chique things in written words. Just in the way how each special and therefore unique day of my life inspires me.</span></div><div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Yesterday my housemate and I invited some friends over to celebrate St. Martin's day together. In Slovenia (and also in Croatia as far as I'm informed) - Ok, I wikipediad it and figured out the 11th of November is actually celebrated all over the Europe just not in the same ways (<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St._Martin's_Day">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St._Martin's_Day</a>) - it goes with tradition of the day, when must turns into wine. So the wine needs to be tasted! A traditional dinner meal of this day contains goose, sweet red cabbage and mlinci. Well, I improvised of course and made a stuffed chicken, pogača (kind of a puff pastry I'd say) with pork meet and a dessert with lots of fruits and cream. Vida (the housemate) prepared the other part, om nom nom salads and cabbage. We forgot to make and serve mlinci (ha, ha) but I got a feeling everybody was full and satisfied anyway.</span></div><div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I love to spend time with the people I love the most. It's my family and my awesome friends. </span></div><div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I got my family as a present for my birth. Of course I've had ups and downs with all of them so far. But none of the argues, harsh words and tears could change my enormous love I feel for them. Every now and then (not too often as they could get spoilt too soon ha ha) I directly let them know I love them, I care about them, I respect them and I'll always be there for them no matter what, how, where, why happens.</span></div><div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">The other part of the most beautiful people in my life are my friends. They are a present of life. Each and every one of them. Sometimes (ok, actually many times) I ask myself why the heck the Universe blessed me with that many angels around me! I'm proud of the friendships I made, I cannot tell how grateful I am for every moment I spend with them, for all the smiles we share, words we tell to each other, arms where I find harbor in the tough times, understanding when I need it the most (especially when I go to brush my teeth! trololo - don't worry, they exactly know what I'm talking about). So, my dear friends, I will also be there for you. Not because I would think I need to but because I feel I want to!</span></div><div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">So this is it. The moment of last night when I see them gathering here, smiling, singing, drinking and chatting together, most of them thinking of the ones who couldn't participate but were on our minds as intensively as they were here with us, that's the inspiration of the day!</span></div><div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
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