Magdalena

Sanje.

Nostalgija.

Razbijanje srca.

Nervoza.

Izpit.

Knjiga.

Preveč.

Dvom.

Izziv.

Razočaranje.

Žalost.

Objem.

Varnost.

Upanje.

Prihodnost.

Sreča.

“Da bi bilo naše življenje boljše, moramo predvsem postati boljši ljudje. Da bi lahko postali boljši, moramo postati odprti za spoznanja. Da pa bi lahko uvideli slabo in spoznali dobro, moramo utrpeti slabo. Torej je trpljenje sredstvo za dosego sreče.”

M. Kojc 

I’ve been driving around town with my head spinning around. Everywhere I look I see your ‘96 Jeep Cherokee.

You’re a bully and a clown. You made me cry and put me down. After all that I’ve been through you’d think I’d hate the sight of you.

But with every Jeep I see my broken heart still skips a beat

I guess it’s just my stupid luck that all of Boston drives the same black fucking truck.

It could be him or am I tripping and I’m crashing into everything and thinking about skipping town a while until these cars go out of style…

I try to see it in reverse. It makes the situation hundreds of times worse, when I wonder if it makes you want to cry every time you see a light blue Volvo driving by.

So don’t tell me if you’re off to see the world I know you won’t get very far. Don’t tell me if you get another girl, baby, just tell me if you get another car.

It could be him… or am I tripping… It could be him…

The number of them is insane every exit’s an ex-boyfriend memory lane every major street’s a minor heart attack I see a red Jeep and I want to paint it black.

It could be him or am I tripping and I’m crashing into everything I can’t wait till you trade the damn thing in by then they will have put me in the looney bin.

It could be him my heart is pounding it’s just no use, I’m surrounded but one day I’ll steal your car and switch the gears and drive that Cherokee straight off its track of tears.

Bla, bla, bla za vse takšne in njim podobne ideje, ki me obkrožajo.

“What are you looking for is not always what you find.”

“Ne morš met usega.” Kot pravi prijatelj.

“You can’t always get what you want _{(no, no baby)} You can’t always get what you want You can’t always get what you want But if you try sometimes you just might find You just might find You get what you need, ah yes…”

Evo, že Rolling Stonesi so peli o tem. _(DOH!) 

Je tisto, kar potrebujemo toliko slabše od tistega, kar hočemo, želimo? Pa smo tam. Kaj potrebujemo? Ne, ne…kaj sploh želimo!?

Ampak, zakaj bi zdaj morali razmišljati o malenkostih, ko pa lahko preprosto verjamemo, da lahko dosežemo vse kar si želimo. Optimizem velja, a ne?

“YOU CAN HAVE IT ALL!” 

_{He knew what he wanted to say,}

_{but he did not want to word it.}

_{The dirty little Herbert}

_{was thinking an escape,}

_{but the place was well guarded.}

_{The guiltyness that started}

_{soon as the other part had stopped.}

_{D is for Delightful…}

_{..and try and keep your trousers on.}

_{I think you should know you’re his favourite worst nightmare.}

_{D is for…}

_{Desperately trying to stimulate what it was that was alright}

_{3 quarters of an hour ago}

_{that had led him to be in a position}

_{and every compromission}

_{another freak episode.}

_{He’s nearing the brink but he thinks first}

_{the parallel universe perhaps could be the perfect scene.}

_{He’s nearing the brink but he thinks first}

_{the parallel universe perhaps could be the perfect scene.}

_{He’s nearing the brink but he thinks first}

_{the parallel universe perhaps could be the perfect scene.}

_{He’s nearing the brink but he thinks first}

_{The parallel…}

_{I think you should know you’re his favourite worst nightmare.}

_{D is for delightful…}

_{…and try and keep your trousers on!}

_{You should know you’re his favourite worst nightmare.}

Še iz ranega otroštva se spominjam, kako so pri lokalnem časopisu sestavljali horoskop - uporabili so kup starega časopisja, teletekst in ogromno bujne domišljije. Seveda so se mi takrat podrle vse predstave o usodi, ki jo napoveduje lega zvezd v povezavi z astrološkimi znamenji.

Pa mi je pred dnevi miška _{(po naključju)} na enem izmed slovenskih portalov ušla na povezavo do horoskopa. No, da vidimo. Ga preberem zase, za par kolegov in kolegic. In kaj se zgodi? Nič.

Vendar me je pred dobre pol ure zamikalo, da pogledam, kaj piše za danes.

Na simpatičen način boste dali vedeti, da vam toliko pozornosti pravzaprav sploh ne godi in prav kmalu boste dobili tisto, kar boste terjali. Ali bo pri vsem skupaj tudi kaj užaljenosti, vas niti ne zanima.

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Pravzaprav si takšnega odnosa ne zaslužite in vendar se zdi, da se oseba kaj prida ne ubada s tovrstnimi vprašanji. Če se ona ne, se še vedno lahko vi. Prav je, da vsake toliko nakažete, kakšna je vaša volja.

- “A tak?!” Je čas, da začnem verjeti v naključja, usodo in to, da se le-ta poigrava z mano in mojim potrpljenjem? Eh, ne. Preprosto se je treba nasmehniti dejstvu, da takšni neumnosti uspe v meni vzbuditi željo, da stvar zapišem na blog.

Vir: http://www.delo.si/index.php?sv_path=41,3876 

Dežuje.

Bla bla…in bistvo:

Ljudje si zastavljamo cilje. Vsak svoje, vsak drugačne. Četudi so ti lahko podobni, so načini, na kakršne jih (v primeru, da jih) posameznik doseže, edinstveni. In sprašujem se, če sploh obstaja “prava” pot za dosego nekega cilja. Pravzaprav mislim, da obstajajo le napotki, ki so jih skozi leta izkušenj izluščili psihologi (govorica telesa, izbira besed, psihologija dojemanja osebka…), ki bi nam bojda lahko prinesli boljše rezultate.

Vendar je življenje sestavljeno z majhnih in velikih ciljev. Čeprav majhni cilji odpirajo vrata velikim, se je včasih potrebno odpovedati marsikateremu majhnemu, da bi bil velik oziroma višji cilj sploh dosežen. In kaj je bistvo višjega cilja, če se moramo odpovedovati majhnim? Je profit pri višjem res toliko več vreden, kot izkušnje iz manjših?

In ravno pri tem vprašanju pride do ozkega grla, kjer se posledično zoži izbor potencialnih kandidatov, ki uspejo doseči višji cilj. Tiste, ki ostanejo v situ, tam pusti predvsem pogoltnost in nediscipliniranost. Ker je meja razločanja med majhnimi cilji, ki so pomembni in tistimi majhnimi cilji, katere bi bilo bolje zavreči nekoliko zabrisana, pride do zmede tam, kjer um ni odločen. Tako negotovost v zmožnost dosega višjga cilja dokončno odpravi dvomljivce. Drugi pol so tisti, ki podredijo vse majhne cilje višjemu in se ne ozirajo na izbiro sredstev za osvojitev slednjega. Pri tem si lahko zaprejo mnogo vrat, ki bi ostala odprta, če bi bilo stremenje k “več” ne tako strastno.

In kaj se naučim s tega? Da je višjemu cilju naproti najbolje plezati počasi in dosegati veliko majhnih ciljev, s pomočjo katerih se sčasoma pride do višjih. Vendar je potrebno na poti izbrati prave oprijeme in tiste, ki bi uspeh bili zmožni ovirati, četudi so tako mamljivi, preprosto izpustiti.

When we met, light was shed thoughts free flow you said you’ve got something deep inside of you.

A wind chime voice sounds sway of your hips ’round rings true it goes deep inside of you.

These secret garden beams change my life so it seems.

A fall breeze blows outside I don’t break stride thoughts are warm and they go deep inside of you. Oh yeah…

I had never felt alone alright, Oh, till I met you.

Friends say I’ve changed I don’t listen, ’cause I live to be deep inside of you.

Slide up her dress I’m seeing darkness, I’m so alive, I’m deep inside of you.

You said boy made girl feel good… But still… Deep inside… Still

I never felt alone, ’till I met you. I’m alright on my own and then I met you and I’d know what to do, if I just knew what’s comin’,

I would change myself if I could, I’d walk with my people, if I could find them. And I’d say that I’m sorry to you. I’m sorry to you.

And I don’t wanna call you but then I wanna call you ’cause I don’t wanna crush you but I feel like crushing you!

And it’s true, I took for granted you were with me I breathe by your looks and you look right through me.

We were broken and didn’t know it. We were broken and didn’t know it. We were broken and didn’t know it. We were broken and didn’t know it.

Right, oh right. That’s right, oh…

Something’s gone… You withdraw and I’m not strong like before. I was deep inside of you

I can go nowhere, I burn candles and stare at a ghost deep inside of you.

And some great need in me starts to bleed. I’ve lost myself. There’s nothin’ left, it’s all gone. Deep inside of you. Deep inside of you. Mmmm… Deep inside of you.