Provukla se kroz gužvu naizgled lako (kao da se priseća polke?) gaseći cipelicama neke zamišljene pikavce na podnom mozaiku, ali ja sam znao kako joj teško pada tih par koraka ka meni...



Playboy: If life is so purposeless, do you feel its worth living? Kubrick: Yes, for those who manage somehow to cope with our mortality. The very meaninglessness of life forces a man to create his own meaning. Children, of course, begin life with an untarnished sense of wonder, a capacity to experience total joy at something as simple as the greenness of a leaf; but as they grow older, the awareness of death and decay begins to impinge on their consciousness and subtly erode their joie de vivre (a keen enjoyment of living), their idealism — and their assumption of immortality. As a child matures, he sees death and pain everywhere about him, and begins to lose faith in the ultimate goodness of man. But if he’s reasonably strong — and lucky — he can emerge from this twilight of the soul into a rebirth of life’s élan (enthusiastic and assured vigor and liveliness). Both because of and in spite of his awareness of the meaninglessness of life, he can forge a fresh sense of purpose and affirmation. He may not recapture the same pure sense of wonder he was born with, but he can shape something far more enduring and sustaining. The most terrifying fact about the universe is not that it is hostile but that it is indifferent; but if we can come to terms with this indifference and accept the challenges of life within the boundaries of death — however mutable man may be able to make them — our existence as a species can have genuine meaning and fulfillment. However vast the darkness, we must supply our own light. — Stanley Kubrick, interview with Playboy.


Pitam se?

Citam ponovno Hemonovu „Knjigu moji zivota“ i tako odlutam ponekad u dubine svojih misli. I on, poputi Zlaje Arslanagica u knjizi „Mozda ce sutra biti suncan dan“ objasnjava da supred sami rat bili u najboljim godinama svog zivota, te kako su imali izuzetno bogat drustveni zivot u tadasnjem Sarajevu. Obojica opisuju dane pred rat, apokalipticne, ekstaticne, pune nekog luda zivljenja i energije..Pogotovo jer su, koliko toliko, dosli do informacija o tome sta se desava i sta bi se moglo desiti u bliskoj buducnost.. I pitam se, kako biste vi zvijeli zivot da recimo znate da bi isti mogao biti okoncan ratom za sedam dana ili koji mjesec? Sta biste prvo uradili, da li biste voljeli vise, otvorenije, strasnije? Da li biste bili sve ono sto se ne usudjujete biti sada? Potpuno izbrisali drustvene norme iz svog ponasanja ili biste se samo pritajili i cekali da oluje dodje?

I am reading again "The Book of my lives" by Aleksandar Hemon, and sometimes I wander into the depths of my own thoughts. Hemon also just like Zlaja Arslanagic in his book "Maybe tomorrow will be a sunny day," is explaining that in the years before the war they were in the best years of their lives and they had a very rich social life in Sarajevo during that period. Both of them are describing the days before the war as- apocalyptic, ecstatic, filled with a crazy life and energy.. Especially due to the fact that they got some info about what is happening and what could happen in the near future.. I wonder how would you live your life if you knew that your life could end up in the middle of the war zone in just a week or in a month? What would you do first, would you love more, would you be more open, more passionate? Would you be all what you do not dare to be now? Would you completely erase the social norms around you or you would chose just to be quite and wait for the storm to come?