...срећан пут Отелло.....

Пробао сам на учити мало у кући.
У лето мој син иде на спаванје касно тако немам доста слободно време за кнјиге.
Морам да тражим решенје..... :-(

Живот је чудан... :-)
Понекад он мисли да све је добар ипак има увек неке непријатних изненађњима.
Можда ја бих морао мислити на нешто друго.
Миникс и Линукс су добре алтернативе...

ах... тражио сам ово видео... није лоше...

Laibach - Slovania

Hej Slovani, naša rec
slovanska živo klije.

These words are for those who died
These words are for those who left behind
These words are for you Poland
And these ones for my homeland

[Živi, Živi, duh slovanski,
bodi živ na veke]

For the spirit of our fathers
For the glory of our sons
For the power of the spector
For the holy alliance

Let stones crack
Let the earth quake
Let tempest roar
Let stones crack
Let the earth quake
Let freedom rise

[Hej Slovani, naša rec
slovanska živo klije
dokler naše verno srce
za naš narod bije]


These words are for lovers
These words are for their heartbeats
These words are for warriors
And these ones for all communists

[Živi, živi, duh slovanski,
bodi živ na veke]

Out of the feudal darkness
We stand alone in history
Facing east in sacrifice

Let stones crack
Let the earth quake
Let tempest roar
Let stones crack
Let the earth quake
Let freedom rise

Да...Да... ја сам још овде.
Немам пишао много.Ја знам.
Али много ствари су дешавали.
Добро сам сада.

...Данас.... рођендан!!!! :D

Here I am... again. After a long long time.
It happened so many things after my last post.
I went to Trieste and met beautiful people.And then back home.
Things are changing now.. they changed so quickly and feel myself in a limbo now.
I can't say to be happy not now. not really.
I really would like to move somewhere and being alone butting all my links to everybody except few very close people.
The situation in what I'm living now is clear to everybody and everybody simulate that all is ok.
Time is come. Time is gone.

Last week, after 2 year I could finally meet just for few hours my "syster".



Well.... she's not my real syster, of course.She's Serb and me Italian but with time I really consider her like a younger sister.



I had also the opportunity to meet two other beautiful people: Marko and his mother. She is a Serbian language teacher in a Niš high school.It has been very very hard to leave them in the late afternoon.
Even if I met them for the first time, it has been like knowing them like centuries....
I don't know what stopped me to leave all and follow them to Serbia.
It's incredible how I can feel closer to those people than firends here in Italy.
..I don't know...

I really hope that things will change soon in my life....