Living a life

You build a cage based on your sense of the truth and your sense of the aspects of the character that need to tell the story. If you've done your job right, which I've had varying degrees of success doing at different times in my life, then you're able to function very freely within that cage.

-- Sean Penn

Last semester at Sheridan College

Ok, long time no manual post.
And I see things have changed around here. I will have to get used to this...

[ wait, i need to play some music ]

[ my radio (still looking for namechange options for MOWE, better suiting for pronounciation:
Zero Noel - Mes Yeux Fermes ]

Following announcement is not related with previous song.

Donosim novo Pravilo:

Sranje pesma ili pesma koja smori u toku slushanja mog radija mora da se izbrishe sa hard diska i playliste radija.

Ovo Pravilo nadjachava Pravilo albuma, kolekcije i ostalih hrchkovskih pravila.

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Enforcing a new Rule:

Shitty song or any song that causes smor during listening of my personal radio station must be deleted from the hard drive and the radio's playlist. 
This rule overpowers the Rule of album, collection and other hamster rules.

I am back in Brampton.
Final semester is upon me.
So far, perfect record. Yes, I am saying it loud. Risking to invite the Devil.
Come and give me your best shot, motherfucker !

I have ended 3 trials with RIM fire and did it burn.
Now the final test starts.

White hospital hallway with neon lights glowing in their cold certainty, I am facing a door.
Dark wooden door, reinforced with iron.

Beyond the door is black. Is unknown. Is my next life.

Last semester. Capstone project. Math.
Not to mention Fall and Winter. Snow. Cold and wet.

Ah, Winter in Brampton.
I've got a room with a view on pidgeons cage. Biiig caaage. Landlord is a Pidgeons Master.
But at least I have a window. And a view. That's a change from my usual basementing.

This brought back the flashes of The Tower (my old place in Belgrade).

Room isn't big enough for me and my clothes. And a computer. I will be living out of the suitcase for 4 months at least. Oh, by the way, at this point my life can be contained and transported in 3 cars. I guess that might be one van, but that wasn't checked. 3 cars. Not ideal, but not bad either.

Now, I will have to work out what I'm going to do with 3 car loads worth of life if I am to go somewhere for my Summer Program thingy. One to two months.

And I have to figure out WHERE am I going to be going. And what to do when I get there. Australia is on the list of possible locations, so are Brazil and Argentina.

And I need to calculate if I can afford to spend $400 during Fall right before opening that door and entering into the darkness of the unknown for Ground school at Brampton Airport. It's time to start doing something about those talks of becoming a pilot.

Waiting for my camera lenses to come back from cleaning and then to work on photographer business cards.

I need to work on "works" website. And business cards. Add LinkedIn to the list.


Fishing (highly unlikely this year). Hunters license. Motorcycle license.

PMP cerificate. Maybe even Cisco. I definitelly need to do something about my (vaning) networking knowledge.


And, I need to find a job. A place to live. A girlfriend. No cats this time, Djole is 1 and 0nly for now.

And if all this isn't enough, Manon is calling me. He says that he haz slept long en'uf. He wants to ride again. Hunt. There are places to see and things to do. He wants his share.
And the Boar is hungry...

Manon

Brene Brown: The power of vulnerability | Video on TED.com

Fantastic!

Brene Brown: The power of vulnerability | Video on TED.com

Serbian Ambassadors

These 3 videos say everything that I was trying to express ever since I immigrated to Canada 4 years ago.

Lately, I have been intensively thinking if there was something I can do to help Serbia in any way. I was always the first one to say to those talking about leaving our country for a better life somewhere else that it is easy to pick up and leave, but the true task and quest is to stay and change things in Serbia so that we DO NOT HAVE TO LEAVE.

Ironically, life made it so that I leave too.
Reasons are not important, the fact is that I am here in Canada now. I am finishing college, practicing at the number one Canadian company, I was awarded with a very important scholarship and future looks rather bright. But it's not that simple for me.

Couple of days ago, before I even knew of these videos, I've discussed with my friend Trovach (The Poisoner) all of my ideas about what can be done from "here" to influence life "there". What I've said before while I was back home about fighting to make Serbia a better place I still feel and believe in with all of my body and soul. I really want to do whatever I can to help my country become a better place, if not for me then for all the generations coming after me.

Then I saw these videos and my heart throbbed and my soul cried. But I am happy because I know I am not alone feeling like this and now I have hope that I might be able to find others that do not want to turn their backs to Serbia just because we live here in Canada or anywhere else for that matter, but instead do what's in our power to make things in Serbia better.

I sincerely believe that we can do something, we can make a difference.
I know I will.








Jedna je majka Srbija.

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The Evolution of Batmobile

For all of you Batman fans!
Right-click, "Save picture" for full size...
:)

Endless Nights

As the Sun is coming down
and the light begins to fade
heavy thoughts, like big old sails
take my ship away

As the night falls down on me
I embrace the silence
through the days long past and gone
yearning burns my soul again

Gently I caress the shadows
steal the breaths from ancient grip
I'm singing to the darkness and
listening to echoes

I look for you
I wait for you
I hope for you
I pray for you

I wish the night will last forever
I feel she's so close, so near
Oh, please God don't let it dawn
I just need a moment more

As the morning light is waking
my soul starts to sink
and as shadows fade away
they take my love with them

Another day I have to live
and walk under the Sun
I hope, one night
I'll meet you in my dreams



Milan
04. April 2011.

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Misli

Osecjam se... chudno. Nisam tuzhan, ni umoran, niti nesrecjan. Ali osecjam da mi je lice ozbiljno. Valjda nemam mnogo razloga da se smejem, kao shto nemam ni mnogo razloga da se zhalim ili tugujem.
Ranije sam znao gde pochinjem i gde se zavrshavam, ali se u poslednje vreme osecjam kao da mi se ta linija zamrljala, "blurovala". Pomislio bih da otupljujem, da prestajem da osecjam i polako se pretvaram u kamen, shta li, ali onda naidju trenuci kada me prodje jeza od nekog zvuka, dodirne me neka misao, pogodi me neka scena u filmu i onda shvatim da duboko u meni postoje delovi mene do kojih ne mogu da doprem svojevoljno (sva srecja) i koji prezhivljavaju sve ove decenije i sve ove kilometre i samo se s vremena na vreme probude, podsete me da su tu a onda opet potonu u dubine a ja ostanem da se pitam da li sam to ja i gde sam nestao. Pozhelim da potraje ali odmah zatim osetim zahvalnost shto nije jer znam da cje ovako duzhe opstati i odoleti svemu shto bi moglo da pokvari i promeni.

Puno rechi, a nishta nisam rekao. Ne znam kako bolje da opishem to shto mi se deshava, jedino mogu da kazhem da vecj nedelju dana periodichno pushtam ovu pesmu, sednem i prepustim se nishtavilu.

Sad mi pade na pamet - pitam se da li postoji osoba koja bi mogla da izazove budjenje u meni, transformaciju u onog mene koji spava i cheka da se desi razlog da se probudim?


Ayreon - Comatose



[Anneke van Giersbergen]:
(No need...)
No need to feel the pain
No need to feel betrayed
No need to feel inane
No need to feel afraid

[Jorn Lande]:
Wake me up before I die, hold me close
As I gaze upon the sky, comatose
No reason to survive, I suppose
Wake us up before we die

[Anneke & Jorn]:
No need to feel desire
(but I need you with me)
No need to feel so small
(but I need to feel secure)
No need to feel the fire
(but I need to feel free)
No need to feel at all
(but I need to know for sure)

[Jorn]:
Wake me up before I die, hold me close
As I gaze upon the sky, comatose
No reason to survive, I suppose
Wake us up before we die
Wake us up before we die

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Nostalgija

Beogradski Sindikat - Balada Disidenta

Da li se secas kako bilo nam je pre,
Posle svega sta sad ostalo je, moj Beograde
(2x)

Secam se davno, jos u zlatnom bokalu,
Prvi put sam video mikrofon, staj'o na astalu,
U hladu starog kestena, gde je moja draga nestala,
Ja urez'o sam ime, bacio prve rime,
Ja sam odrast'o na pesmama gradskih boema,
I pricama alasa kojih danas vise nema,
Kalio se s najboljima, po zadimljenim birtijama,
Udvarao se damama, kockao sa lihvarima,
Nekad kuci srecan, nekad sve izgubio,
Nekad zenu grlio, nekad kaldrmu ljubio,
I nisam sebi sudio, gde god bi se probudio,
Bol je bio isti, s njim sam se udruzio,
Zato secanja sam skupljao, k'o oziljke da podsete,
Da nije uvek bilo samo hladno I sivo,
Da krv crvena k'o vino, bojila je noci,
Kroz odraze u casi, to su bile tvoje oci,
A ja sam morao da odem, fijaker me je cekao,
Beograde zbogom, mnoge ti stvari nisam rekao.

Da li se secas kako bilo nam je pre,
Posle svega sta sad ostalo je, moj Beograde
(2x)

Zaboravi me draga, zaboravi da te volim,
Nastavi da zivis, mozda vise ne postojim,
Grlim secanja u mraku, dok ih kljucom srece bojim,
Da ne mislim na krike shto cuju se niz hodnik,
Dok borim se sa ranama, sanjam da,
Opijam se vinom, rakijom I tamburama,
Starom violinom, I pocepanim glasovima,
Tuznom pesmom cigana, dimom, i polomljenim casama,
Sa boemima mojim se nadvikujem za stolom,
Gadjam, pesmama recitujem, otimam za slovom,
Zbog samo jednog stiha, moj zivot sad je gotov,
Pustinja u srcu dok kroz prozor gledam otok,
Sanjam da mirisem tvoj parfem, dok se privijas uz mene,
Suze mi poteku kao kise u jesen,
'Ej ne svani pusta zoro, pusti me da ceznem
Nikad ne svani dok u meni ima pesme,
Al' ja sam morao da odem, jer nekome sam smetao,
Beograde zbogom ovo ti josh nisam rekao.

Da li se secas kako bilo nam je pre,
Posle svega sta sad ostalo je, moj Beograde
(2x)


Danas rane vise bole, nego zuce iza skole,
Nego zvuci one strofe kad sam morao da odem,
Al' sad sam opet ovde, al' sve nam se izgubilo,
Posekli su kesten, gde sam nekad tebe ljubio,
Ne mirisu lipe, nema stare violine,
Nema ciganina sedog da za moju tugu brine,
Moj Beograde
Izgubio sam korene, dzabe nosim ordenje,
Kad niko me ne poznaje,
Pa zvezdu Crnog Djordja, dadoh sad za bokal grozdja,
Sta ce meni ona, kad ja nemam bilo koga,
Samo nespokoj i bol, moji najbolji drugovi,
U kafani lomim case dok mi dusa ne iskrvari,
Balada disidenta, jedna tuzna srpska pesma,
Nekim buducim kafanama, za bolja vremena,
Neka zastane u grlu, kad je neko drugi peva,
Sve je isto u mom kraju, samo mene vise nema,
Ja sam morao da odem, takav nikom nisam trebao,
Beograde zbogom, pamti dobro sta sam rekao!

Da li se secas kako bilo nam je pre,
Posle svega sta sad ostalo je, moj Beograde
(2x)

Wanted: World-class nickname for Toronto

Originally Posted by Article @ FBTZ forum

Wanted: World-class nickname for Toronto

In some thriving urban centres everyone from the CEO to the cabbie knows exactly what the city is - or wants to be. So what's Toronto's "core identity"?

• Winter mecca?

• Financial hub?

• International metro?

• Heart of a region?

• Something else?

Paul Sutherland still remembers the day back in the early '90s when Galen Weston approached North York politicians about his idea of relocating United Nations headquarters to the northeast corner of Yonge St. and Highway 401.

It's the kind of big, almost outrageous idea that Sutherland, a former North York councilor, says Toronto needs to consider in rejuvenating its economy. Sutherland's was one of the more provocative thoughts voiced as Invest Toronto, the city's fledgling investment attraction agency, canvassed more than 100 business, academic, labour and community leaders across the city this week about how to promote jobs, investment and excitement in Toronto.

Invest Toronto and its sister agency, Build Toronto, were created by splitting up the city's former development agency, the Toronto Economic Development Corp. Build Toronto's job will be to develop city-owned property.

The city hired Greg Clark, a London-based economic development guru who advises cities around the globe, to run the three days of consultations last week. Not all the ideas raised were as big as Sutherland's. Some were simple: Why not ask Toronto business people who travel frequently to put the Invest Toronto logo on their business cards? Others were whimsical: Why, asked one participant, is Toronto afraid to market itself as a great place to come in the winter? Some participants liked bidding for special events such as the Olympics; others said that after two failed Olympic bids it's time to put that dream to rest.

Some liked the idea of promoting Toronto's ranking as a financial or cultural centre; one skeptical participant noted that a wide-ranging ranking of U.S. cities once put Buffalo as America's top city because it was mediocre at everything and last-place in nothing.

While Clark was there to listen, he wasn't afraid to offer advice. To market itself, he said in an interview, Toronto needs a core identity that everyone understands, from CEOs to taxi drivers.

Examples?

Take Miami, said Clark: "Everyone can tell you that Miami is on the road to becoming the business hub and the capital city of the pan-American economy."

Or Hong Kong: "Any taxi driver will tell you Hong Kong is going to be the first city in the world where the Chinese language and system and the English language and system are going to be used by everybody, all the time. It will be completely bilingual in Chinese and English."

Invest Toronto, he said, needs to develop a "core story" for Toronto.

Clark agreed with Sutherland that while Toronto has an international population, it lacks international institutions. Thinking aloud, Sutherland wondered whether an organization like the Association of Southeast Asian Nations might want to open a North American office. If so, why not Toronto?

In the past, economic development efforts have sometimes been hampered by municipal rivalries. Toronto, after all, represents only about half the population of the Greater Toronto Area. Should the city charge ahead with its own independent marketing agency, without its neighbours? And suppose Invest Toronto lures a big investor to Toronto – but the investor sets up shop in Markham? Will that still be counted a success?

Clark says that's not a worry: Every important city-region in the world has a solid, vibrant city at its core. If Invest Toronto helps out its neighbours, that's fine, he said. "It is important that the region replenishes the city - and it's also important that the city replenishes the region in various ways."

Councilor Kyle Rae, who chairs Toronto's economic development committee, says the city's GTA neighbours have told him they want to see Toronto set its own, firm economic course, recognizing that benefits flow across borders. And if newcomers settle just outside Toronto's borders?

"Then that's what happens," he said with a shrug. "The people who work in that place will probably be Torontonians. They will shop in Toronto. They'll send their kids to U of T. The boundary doesn't matter to me."

Noble Chummar, a lawyer who was part of the consultations, agrees. Chummar is well versed in local politics: he's a former political aide at Toronto City Hall, and is currently working on the bid to bring the Pan American Games to the Golden Horseshoe.

"It certainly won't be up to Invest Toronto to say where (new businesses) locate," he said. "But attracting people to the city, attracting them to the region, can only be beneficial to Toronto."

Invest Toronto is operating with an interim board of senior city officials. A permanent board of directors, drawn mostly from the private sector, is to be appointed in spring. Recommendations flowing from Clark's consultations will be delivered to the new board.

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