"You can run all your life but not go anywhere", (Ness M. 1990)

See, Listen and Feel More:

"The truth knocks on the door and you say 'Go away, I'm looking for the truth,' and so it goes away. Puzzling.", (Pirsig 2006 [1974]: 6)

"Intervention kan alltför lätt bli en ursäkt för annektering" (Singer 2003 [2002]: 114)

"[...] tillbaka bland gruset och lindträden på sin barndoms skolgård [...]", (Öijer 2001 [1995]: 100)

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mager nästan
förtärd av sjukdom och värk
lutar hon sig fram i stolen
med en kropp som tätnat till skymning
svept i ett overkligt töcken
är hon tillbaka bland gruset och lindträden
på sin barndoms skolgård
den borgliknande byggnaden ringer in
fasaderna av sotigt tegel
drar till sig dom bortgångna
sätter klorna i skaror av avlidna
förvandlade till gråtande spökbarn tvingas dom
tillbaka uppför trapporna
in till sina gamla bänkrader igen
damm blåser omkring
med en doft av krita och suddgummi
över katedern hänger planschen kvar
med blåklockor blekta och vitnade
som om skaften genom alla år
och med jämna mellanrum
kramats av skellettet inlåst i sitt hörnskåp
med glasdörren på glänt
och utanför i korridorerna ryser mörkret till
ett ilande kallt sken
slår upp från stengolvens ortoceratiter

Bruno K. Öijer ur diktsamlingen Det förlorade Ordet 1995

"[...] vi bekänner inget gratis [...]", (Baudelaire 2005 [1857]: 20)

(Isjechak iz "Till läsaren")


"Vår synd är envis, vår ånger är feg,
vi bekänner inget gratis, och är aldrig sena
att åter glatt slå in på vår smutsiga väg
i tron att eländig gråt gör oss rena"

"Sometimes there is heartache in following your heart's desire", (M. Reeves 2003: 88)

"[...] allt av vikt jag säger har jag stulit ur en bok", (Berg 1999)

"[...] av varje sanning är motsatsen lika sann.", (Hesse 1999 [1922]: 115)

"A man who drinks only water has a sectret to keep from his peers.", (Baudelaire 1996 [1862]: 9)

Hey Santa

Quite often I get a thinking
How as kids we got by
Like christmas time in our house
We couldn't even afford a fire
But we made do in our house
Back then when I was young
Dad used to suck a peppermint
And we'd all sit round his tongue
We couldn't afford no tinsel
On our christmas tree
So we'd just wheel old grandad in
And make the old cunt sneeze...atchoo
Wheel him round the other side granny...atchoo
Well things change so bloody fast
I got children now of me own
Now I heard 'em unwrap their presents
Last night when I got home

Santa claus you cunt
Where's my fucking bike
I've unwrapped all this other junk
There's nothing what i like
I've wrote you a letter
And i've come to see you twice
You geriatric wanker
Where's my fucking bike

If i wanted a pair of fucking shoes
I would've fucking asked
This cowboy suit and ping-pong set
You can stick right up your arse
You went and mucked my order up
It's enough to make you spew
It's not just me that's pissed off
My sister's cheesed off too

Santa Claus you cunt
Where's my fucking pram
You promised me you fucking cunt
You know who I am'
Cos I'm the little girl
You made sit right on your hand
Never mind your ho ho ho
Where's my fucking pram

Next time i go to see him
I'm gonna punch him in the guts
Set his fucking reindeer loose
Kick rudolf in the nuts
Just you wait til next year
'Til we get to that store
A mate of my little sister'll
come stomping through that door
Hey mums and dads just check his breath
And watch his bloodshot eyes
Don't listen to him boys and girls
'Cos he tells fucking lies
He's a pisstake and a pervert
He's not even fucking bright
'Cos that fucking wanker
Forgot my fucking bike

Hey santa claus you cunt
Where's my fucking bike
I've unwrapped all this other junk
There's nothing what I like
I wrote you a fucking letter
And I came to see you twice
You geriatric wanker
Forgot my fucking bike

Yeah I'm gonna tell my dad on you
Fucking punch your head in....cunt
I saw mummy sucking santa

UK SUBS

"What metters is the way you look at the ocean together." (Daniel Gottlieb: 2007 [1946])

"... and if the house doesn't have a guitar, its owner he can not be trusted..." (Eugene Hutz: 2002)

Prisutan kao svjetlost bez glasa

Samo da se uz tebe budim,
meni na svijetu ne treba više.
Da svaku tvoju mijenu slutim,
da zrak u tvojoj blizini dišem.

Samo da tiho uz tebe šutim
prisutan kao svjetlost bez glasa.
I da ti oči očima ćutim,
kao da ću te izgubiti, sada, ovoga časa.

Enes Kisevic

"Man kan inte ha en relation mellan två ingenting." (Hylland Eriksen: 2004: 30)

"it's already been sung, but it can't be said enough, all you need is love" (Vedder: 2002)