I can't blame 

the storm

for getting everything wet,

because it was me

who opened the window.

But for moment,

the air was fresh,

and i could breath....

"Confession to the Moon"

Ako me sretneš negdje u gradovima stranim.....

Dom nije mesto gde si rođen;

dom je tamo gde svi tvoji pokušaji

da pobegneš prestaju...

Naguib Mahfouz

Ljubio sam stranca.
Znao sam joj ime, roditelje, dede i babe,
datum rodjenja… Jedino joj reči nisam razumeo.
Voleo sam stranca.
O njoj sam znao sve i sve mi je bilo strano.
Ljubio sam strankinju na čijem telu sam znao svaki mladež, svaku šare pomorandžine kore ispod kože, svaki beleg. A ona spremaše Beg.

Živeo sam sa strancem.
Volela je kao i ja domaće, umela da čita isto što i ja, listala moje knjige Strane – njoj STRANE!
Šetao sam sa tom strankinjom za ruku, pa pod ruku, pa sa rukom u džepu, pa svako na svojoj strani – tako STRANI!

Držao sam i stranu tog stranca kad su je napadali meni strani ljudi.
Lečio je, tešio, hrabrio, i hrabru ohrabrio da postane moja,
rana – od metka neprijatelja STRANA!

I jednog dana na rastanku,
kad svako krenu na svoju stranu.
Istinu otkri sebi jedan stari samac,
da strankinji toj ovaj domorodac, bejaše – stranac!

MARKO MILOŠEVIĆ

Lost in Translation is a poignant exploration of loneliness, connection, and the human condition. The quote that accompanies the image captures the essence of the film and resonates with a universal truth about life. In the end, life is not about holding on but about learning to let go, finding peace in the transitory nature of existence, and embracing the fleeting moments that define our journey.

Letting go is not the end but rather a beginning — a gateway to new experiences, deeper understanding, and ultimately, a more meaningful life. As we navigate the chaos and beauty of our own lives, may we find the courage to let go and the wisdom to know when to do so.

"Lepši je Beograd kad nekog voliš, ili kad si dovoljno lud da misliš da voliš.

Tad sva svetla gore zbog tebe.

Nije to više grad, to je puls, vreo i tvrdoglavo živ. U takvim večerima Beograd ne spava, on gori. U tvojim plućima, pod tvojom kožom, u njenom glasu što odzvanja negde između tramvaja i tišine.

Sve što vidiš postaje njeno lice, sve što čuješ... tvoj izgovor da ostaneš.

I znaš da će proći, ali te briga.

Jer dok traje, taj grad je tvoj, i ta jubav... makar i izmišljena, najstvarnija je stvar na svetu i sve ima smisla, makar do jutra, dok ne shvatiš da možda nisi voleo, nego si samo verovao da umeš..."

Foto i tekst - Sem Zeljković

Bajka o srećnim ljudima

I tada sam shvatila Ničeovu poruku... da je sigurnost krajnje nesigurna.... i da život uopšte nije kratak... ako ga živite… ako uđete u njega.... ako slušate svoje srce....

"I suppose there are a lot of reasons to be bitter, jaded or sarcastic about life, but I hang on to the reasons why life is beautiful."

Adagio

I don’t know where to find you

I don’t know how to reach you

I hear your voice in the wind

I feel you under my skin

Within my heart and my soul

I wait for you

Adagio

All of these nights without you

All of my dreams surround you

I see and I touch your face

I fall into your embrace

When the time is right I know

You’ll be in my arms

Adagio

I close my eyes and I find a way

No need for me to pray

I’ve walked so far

I’ve fought so hard

Nothing more to explain

I know all that remains

Is a piano that plays

If you know where to find me

If you know how to reach me

Before this light fades away

Before I run out of faith

Be the only man to say

That you’ll hear my heart

That you’ll give your life

Forever you’ll stay

Don’t let this light fade away

Don’t let me run out of faith

Be the only man to say

That you believe

Make me believe

You won’t let go

Adagio