Buffer So perhaps it is true that our core obsessions are of a darker nature, and concern creatures that crawl and burrow and slide through the skin, slip into the bloodstream, climb towards the heart, which upon their surreptitious entrance swells, surrenders infected or explodes in fierce conflagration, sometimes both, but then that’s a description […]
Buffer Erich Fromm‘s books “The Art of Loving” and “The Fear of Freedom” shaped my views a great deal when I was just a teenager. Here are some of my favorite Fromm quotes: As we ascend the social ladder, viciousness wears a thicker mask. If a person loves only one other person and is indifferent […]
“A man who doesn’t know where he comes from cannot know where he is going.”
It was a cold morning chill that brushed against my feet and sneaked under my blanket, waking me up in shivers. I could not shake off the dream; it was still so real to me, the haunting, slow moving procession of heavily pregnant women …
“He who knows nothing, loves nothing. He who can do nothing understands nothing. He who understands nothing is worthless. But he who understands also loves, notices, sees…”
“Just as meter is the measure of length, and gram is the measure of weight, in the same way trust is the measure of intimacy. And although most of us tend to go by our gut feeling in any initial interaction, long term trust is built over time…”
Somebody who met me just yesterday already missed me today, so I’ve been told. It’s nice to be missed, for a change.
But I’m growing wary of those who miss you so much immediately; usually they can do it only on short-term basis. [...]
Belgrade is enjoying its second week of cold weather. I walk the wet city streets, trying to avoid frequent puddles in the old, damaged pavement. The exercise impels me to contemplate on the continuity of continuum and the imperative of intuitive vision.
Buffer Over the past months I’ve been taken on an emotional roller coaster ride. (I guess pregnancy can do that to a girl.) Vertigo, loss of balance, even loss of gravity at times, and a bad case of nausea followed every step of the way. My moods have been broadcasted exclusively on short wave frequency, […]
Buffer Of all the elements, I love water most. Maybe I’d love air too, if I knew how to fly, but I don’t. I can swim and I can dive. Deep water diving is the closest I’ve come to experiencing the feeling of total freedom. It lets you move in all directions: up, down, left, […]