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ABOUT ME.


• nazvaše me Robert K. S.

• imam petnaest godina. i ne želim odrasti. strah me toga.

• pohađam srednju školu primijenjene umjetnosti i dizajna u Zagrebu.

• mail: charming.trouble@gmail.com

• u uho mi ulazi 8-bit, aggrotech, alternative, dance, electro, electronic, electronica, indie, new rave, pop, schranz.

• ja sam semivegetarijanac.

• vjerujem u OT, reinkarnaciju, spiritizam, animizam i multiverse.

• ja sam agnostik /scijentologist.

• stvari gledam na naćin koji je nemoguć' drugima. i zato me drugi čudno gledaju. moj dan prolazi uz razmišljanje o novim i kreativnim stvarima kako bih "prosvijetlio" svoj ambijent. nemoj se petljat samnom. nakraju nećeš dobro završiti.

• volim i poštujem sve u svijetu, od zrna žita do visokih građevina koje sijeku oblake.

• bojim se vode jer su u njoj monstrumi, dubine jer je duboka, visine jer je visoka, klauna jer su brutalni, buba jer su grozne, smrti jer ju ne želim doživjeti, padova jer su brzi, invalida jer su nametljivi, shizofreničara jer su poremećeni.

• pišem pjesme, najčešće misaone, mistične i čudne, crtam jer mi je to "profesija", fotografiram jer to zaista volim.


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The Story of Flying Robert

When the rain comes tumbling down
In the country or the town,
All good little girls and boys
Stay at home and mind their toys.
Robert thought, - "No, when it pours,
It is better out of doors."
Rain it did, and in a minute
Bob was in it.
Here you see him, silly fellow,
Underneath his red umbrella.

What a wind! Oh! how it whistles
Through the trees and flow'rs and thistles.
It has caught his red umbrella;
Now look at him, silly fellow,
Up he flies
To the skies.
No one heard his screams and cries;
Through the clouds the rude wind bore him,
And his hat flew on before him.

Soon they got to such height,
They were nearly out of sight!
And the hat went Up so high,
That it almost touch'd the sky.
No one ever yet could tell
Where they stopp'd, or where they fell;
Only this one thing is plain,
Rob was never seen again!


ABCDEFGH i tako dalje, kao da je i bitno.

17.04.2009.

Spellbound.




You may think that I made up this story well I didn't, my cousin told it to me and I am merely writing it. My cousin should take all the credit even though I have altered it slightly, any way reader beware you're in for a scare....





A long time ago, there was a woman. This woman got scared easily, and every time she got scared she would put her hand behind her back and her dog (that she took everywhere) would lick the back of her hand. And one night she was in bed asleep, when she woke up to the sound of the gentle drip drip drip of the tap in her bathroom.





So she put her hand under the bed and her dog (who slept under her bed) licked her hand she went to the bathroom, She switched off the tap and walked back to bed. Then she heard the gentle drip drip dripping of her bathroom tap, so she put her hand under the bed and the dog licked her hand, then she went to bathroom, switched off the tap and went back to bed.





Then she heard the gentle drip drip dripping of the bathroom tap again, but when she put her hand under the bed the dog did not lick her hand. So she went downstairs to see if her dog had gone downstairs, and when she went into her kitchen she saw, the horrible sight of her dogs severed head in the kitchen sink. And on the dogs head there was a note when the woman read it it said. "Humans can lick too - just take a peek under your bed."





The woman was petrified but she knew what to do, she got out a large gun from one of her cupboards and went upstairs, she looked under her bed. And from all I Know the woman wasn't alive for much longer after that, but I do no that the woman didn't shoot her gun at all, and I also know there was another note on her bed it said "She tasted nice, but the dog tasted better" and if you haven't guessed all they found of the woman was her head.





And the morale of this story is: Humans can lick too. And the question of the story is: was the thing under her bed human?





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