When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
and even elephants
lumber after safety.
When great trees fall
in forests,
small things recoil into silence,
their senses
eroded beyond fear.
When great souls die,
the air around us becomes
light, rare, sterile.
We breathe, briefly.
Our eyes, briefly,
see with
a hurtful clarity.
Our memory, suddenly sharpened,
examines,
gnaws on kind words
unsaid,
promised walks
never taken.
Great souls die and
our reality, bound to
them, takes leave of us.
Our souls,
dependent upon their
nurture,
now shrink, wizened.
Our minds, formed
and informed by their
radiance,
fall away.
We are not so much maddened
as reduced to the unutterable ignorance
of dark, cold
caves.
And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed.
-Maya Angelou,
(for she truly was a magnificent tree)
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Jebiga, jst mam praznik.
(Trubar in Matilda)
Na nabiralniku imam nalepko,
zato mi poštar ne daje not reklam.
Mi pa trka g. Kapitalizem
na vse možne platforme.
1. novembra zvonijo sirene:
gmail, jutjube, fejs, mesenđer.
Še tinder pravi,
da je zadeva resna:
imam en superlajk.
V Nokiji so imeli prav.
Dotiki bi morali biti le med ljudmi.
Smartphoni smrdijo po kapitalizmu.
Influencerji so se razpasli kot uši.
Ne obstaja aplikacija,
ki bi odstranila gnide.
Treba je na roke.
Moj nos je naveličan istih vonjev.
Prižgala bom svečo.
Pizda, a smo že druzga?
#eko #krediti #objave #najave #reklame #shodi #pizdarije #ukinitevdodatka
Ženski svet, 1930 #staritisk
Včash nosš kobuk,
dat sonce ne sije,
včash ga povezneš na gwawo,
dat dž u vratnk le lije.
Uzadno sm ga dawa gor,
ker sm mewa mastne wase,
dons pa zato,
da tukoj se ve,
da sm gorska koza,
k je pršwa med aldi,
da pove kuko u hrbih
vemo kuko to gre,
da sej treba lpo ugwantat,
pa kšo gavtrožo prpet,
če greš iskat albezn ke dol u mest.
Tribal woman carrying, not world, but shelter on her back. She also gives you opportunity to explore. Fish is queen of underworld, the creator of movement. Fish disturbs water but the water keeps it's clarity and nutrition. In Finish mythology the world below us is opposite reflection of our own. But when we skip traditional form of dualism, everything connects in perfect matter that is life form. Big bang. #love #death #sexuality
PRVO LETO
prašam te če boš čaj
čaj boš
kupila sem pukka čaje
izbiraš čaje
pri pukka čajih mi gre na živce
da povsod turijo sladki koren
to vedno rečeš
če je pa res
tudi to vedno rečeš ko ti rečem da to vedno rečeš
smejiš se
res je
vedno
zavrem vodo za čaj
Things to do. Take a day to clear your mind and energy. Spend time with yourself.
lgbt + period kisses
Watch out witches, so many 'doctors' wandering around. #lesbianwitches #lword #hell #spermforpowers #doctor #donator #witchcraft #sisterhood #babyofgoddess #halfgod #divinebeauty #witchesinlove
Predala sem se
Vse je šlo.
Morala. Zaobljuba.
Spustil se je pedagoški kazalec.
Bodečo žico je razjedla rja.
Od fabrike je ostal le dimnik.
Šla je zadnja borka.
Največja korenina.
Nisem več vnukinja
in nikoli ne bom.
Mati.
Babica.
Svetovna prvakinja.
Plačana športnica.
Čas je da vložim kumarice za zimo.
In prižgem čik.
#babica #slovankavida