Moje pesme,moji snovi: Jedna od mojih omiljenih...

Friday, November 18, 2005

Jedna od mojih omiljenih...

U jabuci

Posećuješ me u jabuci.
Zajedno čujemo nož
kako ljušti oko nas, pažljivo,
da se kora ne prekine.

Govoriš mi. Verujem tvom glasu
jer u njemu ima grudvi čvrstog bola
kao što u pravom medu
ima grudvi saćevog voska.

Dotičem tvoje usne prstima:
i to je proročki pokret.
Usne su ti crvene, kao što je sagorelo polje
crno.

Sve je to istina.
Posećuješ me u jabuci
ostaćeš sa mnom u jabuci
sve dok nož ne obavi svoje.

* Jehuda Amihaj

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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?