Moje pesme,moji snovi: Bez naslova

Saturday, October 15, 2005

Bez naslova

Lejla ne želi da gleda dnevnik.
Zašto da se zamaram,
kaže, scenama rata patnje gladi ?
Ne mogu tu ništa promijeniti
a djeluje loše na podsvijest...

Lejla se u slobodno vrijeme bavi slikanjem.
Valjda zato i misli da je krv kao vodene boje
i lako se sapira s ruku.
*Dinko Kreho

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Moje pesme, moji snovi

Ok, well this was my thought: 50,000 years ago, there are not even a million people on the planet. 10,000 years ago, there's, like, two million people on the planet. Now there's between five and six billion people on the planet, right? Now, if we all have our own, like, individual, unique soul, right, where do they all come from? You know, are modern souls only a fraction of the original souls? 'Cause if they are, that represents a 5,000 to 1 split of each soul in the last 50,000 years, which is, like, a blip in the Earth's time. You know, so at best we're like these tiny fractions of people, you know, walking... I mean, is that why we're so scattered? You know, is that why we're all so specialized?