Kad vežbate, a neko pokušava da vas “urazumi” rečima- imaj u vidu da si u godinama, odmah eliminišite takve ljude.
A što bi neko sebe podsećao koliko ima godina?
Ako se osećate dobro i prija vam…u čemu je problem?
Samim tim što radite nešto što vam prija, podstičete mozak da razmišlja na nov i svež način, da neuroni budu vaš saveznik.
Koja nebuloza da uživam dok vežbam a onda krenem sebe da ubedjujem kako to ne smem iako se svaka ćelija zdravo buni.
Ja stvarno ne znam šta je ovom narodu?
Hoćemo li se ikad otkačiti od ustajalih obrazaca i mazohizma? Ja ne mogu pa daj da i tebe ubedim da ne možeš.
Vidite, kad ste srećni i svaka ćelija je srećna, a ne obrnuto.
Ne spotičite sebe da bi se uklopili. Što bi neko rekao- Biti dobro prilagođen duboko bolesnom društvu nije mera zdravlja.
Zbog nekih ljudi nekad me čudi da ova planeta još ima volje da se okreće…
When you are exercising, and someone tries to "reason" you with words - keep in mind that you are old, immediately eliminate such people.
And what would someone remind themselves how old they are?
If you feel good and comfortable...what's the problem?
Just by doing something you enjoy, you stimulate the brain to think in a new and fresh way, so that the neurons are your ally.
What a nebula to enjoy while exercising and then start to convince myself that I can't, even though every cell is protesting healthy.
I really do not know what is wrong with these people?
Will we ever break free from stale patterns and masochism? I can't, so let me convince you that you can't.
You see, when you are happy, every cell is happy, not the other way around.
Don't trip yourself up to fit in. What would someone say - Being well adjusted to a deeply sick society is not a measure of health.
Because of some people, sometimes I am surprised that this planet still has the will to turn...
Ljudi različito reaguju na pritisak. Neko slegne ramenima i pliva sa ostatkom sveta, neko se bori protiv stereotipa i malogradjanskog razmišljanja spreman na posledice. Spadam u drugu kategoriju. Ne zbog potrebe da se dokazujem već ne želim da budem licemerna tako što ću kritikovati društvo a da sama ništa ne učinim.
People react differently to pressure. Someone shrugs their shoulders and swims with the rest of the world, someone fights against stereotypes and small-town thinking ready for the consequences. I belong to the second category. Not because of the need to prove myself, but because I don't want to be a hypocrite by criticizing society without doing anything myself.
Ne mogu da prihvatim ideju da su svi ljudi na svetu jedna bezoblična i nesvesna masa koja pluta po inerciji. Svet bi bio dosadan da nije bilo ličnosti kao što su Šekspir, Gandi, Če Gevara, Čarli Čaplin, Hoze Mojica i mnoge druge ljudske veličine koje su menjale svet kroz politiku, umetnost, spiritualnost. . .
I cannot accept the idea that all the people in the world are one formless and unconscious mass floating by inertia. The world would be boring if there were no personalities like Shakespeare, Gandhi, Che Guevara, Charlie Chaplin, Jose Mojica and many other human greats who changed the world through politics, art, and spirituality. . .
Priču o važnosti unutrašnje slobode ću završiti jednom delom iz romana poznatog srpskog pisca i političkog aktiviste Borislava Pekića:
I will end the story about the importance of inner freedom with a part from the novel by the famous Serbian writer and political activist Borislav Pekić:
Zdrava bolest
– Odakle si došao?
Niotkud. Ja sam odavde.
Kako to da te nikad nisam sreo?
Nisam izlazio.
Bio si bolestan?
Ne, bio sam zdrav.
Pa, zašto nisi izlazio?
Pa zato. Zato što sam bio zdrav.
A sada, zašto si sada izašao?
Razboleo sam se. Sad sam kao i svi drugi, niko me neće primetiti.
Šta bi se desilo da te primete?
Proglasili bi me za zdravog.
Je li ti rđavo?
Kako gde. U bolesnom svetu, svakako.
I šta bi sa tobom radili?
Lečili bi me dok se ne bih i ja razboleo.
Ali, ti si već bolestan, zar nisi?
Od svoje bolesti, da, samo oni hoće da bolujem od njihove. . .
A healthy disease
- Where did you come from?
Out of nowhere. I'm from here.
How come I never met you?
I didn't go out.
Were you sick?
No, I was healthy.
So why didn't you go out?
Because. Because I was healthy.
And now, why did you come out now?
I got sick. Now I'm like everyone else, no one will notice me.
What would happen if they noticed you?
They would declare me healthy.
Are you sick?
How where. In a sick world, certainly.
And what would they do with you?
They would treat me until I got sick too.
But you're already sick, aren't you?
From their illness, yes, only they want me to suffer from theirs...
Pozdrav od Anke vragolanke.
Greetings from Anka vregolana!