~beautiful Soul Weeps Deep~

Searching For What I Need, And I Don't Even Know Precisely What That Is, I Was Going From A Man To A Man, And I Saw That All Of Them Together Have Less Than Me Who Has Nothing, And That I Left To Each Of Them A Bit Of That What I Don't Have And I've Been Searching For.

To Be A Man, To Have Been Born Without Knowing It Or Wanting It, To Be Thrown Into The Ocean Of Existence, To Be Obliged To Swim, To Exist; To Have An Identity; To Resist The Pressure And Shocks From The Outside And The Unforeseen And Unforeseeable Acts - One's Own And Those Of Others - Which So Often Exceed One's Capacities? And What Is More, To Endure One's Own Thoughts About All This: In A Word, To Be Human.

I Gave In To Life. I Was Not Defeated But Outplayed.

Bosnia Is A Country Of Hatred And Fear.

They Looked At The Paper And Saw Nothing In Those Curving Lines, But They Knew And Understood Everything, For Their Geography Was In Their Blood And They Felt Biologically Their Picture Of The World.