Kada pri prvom upoznavanju osoba ti poćme nabrajati nekretnine svoje šire obitelji.
Pogledaj na sat, potraži konobara, otkaži kavu.
Pri prvom upoznavanju kada osoba te pita a šta sve imaju tvoji od nekretnina,
digni se,
kao da si vidio crnu mačku,
pljuni tri puta,
I hodaj unatrag,
reci žao mi je , život je pre kratak za boraviti blizu tebe.
I biti češ spašen.
Ako pak upoznaš tu ljušturu materijalistite , protu nagona, zbog konteksta u kojem često ih susrečeš,
I ostaneš na toj kavi bez apetita,
nastojaš uviditi što još ima da klapa unutra,
biti češ razočaran,
Materijaliista če se javiti sljjedeći put, isključivo ,ako na predhodnom intervuju si je matematički iskalkulirao da bi ti mogao biti od koristi, I tražiti će te kada mu nešto konkretno i besplatno treba.
Ti češ uvidjeti da ono što je klapalo unutra, iza tih očiju, ipak bilo je samo odzvanjanja te iste grube, I primitivne ljušture, jednog jednostavnog,
neprobavljivog materijaliste.
Pitanje je samo koliko češ vremena izgubiti od tog prvotnog upoznavanja I neprikladne teme,
do toga kada shvatiš da ništa drugog tu i nema.
Traffic sign: Waring materialist
When during your first encounter the person begins to recount all the real estate owned by their wider family,
look at your watch, seek out the waiter, cancel the coffee.
When during your first encounter a person asks you what your family owns in terms of real estate,
stand up, spit three times as if you had seen a black cat, and walk backwards.
before saying I am sorry, life is too short to spend time near you.
And you will be saved.
If on the other hand you acquaint better with that shell of the materialist, against your better judgement and instinct, because of a context in which you encounter them often, thus remain at that unappetising coffee politley to try discover what else is there on the inside ,
you will be disappointed,
Materialist will only say hi next the time, had ther in the initial interview mathematicaly calculated that you will be of use, and when they are in search of something substational and free of charge.
You will soon discover that the racket coming from the inside, from behind their eyes ,was simply the echo of the same rough and primitive outer shell of the indigestible materialist.
The question is, how much time will you loose from the first encounter and the unsuitable conversation theme, to realising there is in fact nottihing else there.
Imagine you and I are having coffee together in the sun. We would tell one another other stories. Have giggles. Most stories here are observations and accounts of certian bemusing events in the days of an artist. Events I wish to remember and think may amuse you too. The illustrations I drew. The protagonists are real. Should you have a coffee time story to share, write it back to me.Now if you are ready for a break, get a coffee, draw a chair, let me tell you what happened the other day :
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