The new beginning?

My dreams shattered, my thoughts scattered

What am I waiting for, living for, breathing for?

The air? All this vacuum in despair?

I haven’t felt love for ages, where are all the sages?

And saints must have lost their brains because nothing

Nothing makes sense now,

War is starting, while people are celebrating

Peace

I’d love to be on the beaches of Nice

Or Biarritz and be reborn again without pain

But everything seems so complicated so intertwined in this world

Nothing works in one accord,

Only money laundering and slaughtering seem to do just fine

Why I feel like nothing is really mine?

Am I swine without spine crossing the line?

Religions divide and inflict pain

While science does just the same

Night grows in dark colors and warm wind waters my eyes

Gosh, how I love summer, I love its fragrance in the skies

In the depth of my sleeping soul and forsaken heart

I always recall Sarajevo and my pledge to myself which was the start

How I felt I want to help to built peace and prevent the next war

But every other month there is one knocking on the door

Is my only problem that I guess I hate my self?

For not living up to my own dreams with all this sins

Of omission everyday, in this place I don’t want to stay

Why I can’t work harder, quicker, better?

Am I working just for another cashmere sweater?

The soft wind always whispers to my ears colors of night

While being on my balcony I melt and can see the light

Candlelight cigars and all the bars end up just as memories of bright light

And I hope that after this night comes the day where we don’t need to fight

But am I right?

8.8.2008

Baby

Children in Roma settlements

united4peace series

Which friend do you feel better about?

redeem or redim me

art got me

art in movement

LoveU - "Four letters are not enough" project

Peace - "Four letters are not enough" project

VIA c'est la vie

detail

A view from The Place

The Place

I me my mine

ze place

dimensions of place called "The Place"

VIA Reflection

I saw a spark of new possiblities, a firm grasp of momentum which we shan't let disappear. There is a big hope in the blank paper or canvus already, before we even think of it, but with our actions can that hope be increased or slowly diminish...I believe that with our VIA project's first step the hope in many of us grew stronger. It was a trigger. But are we dedicated enough, to face the challenges of solitude so rough? People who have hope are alive not just existing. The workshop was a moment to relax and get in touch with my innerself, however twisted it is, I experienced a pure joy of creating, I FELT LIKE LIVING for a moment and it counts. How to stretch this moment to eternity will be the mathematical problem to be solved in the next year, maybe century, or millenium. Anyway, because we all believe in synergic effect of putting souls and hearts together I believe Heaven on earth will come soon in the form of another VIA project. All I worry about is if there will be enough paper in the world when I get inspired.
C'est tout,
A bien tot , j'espere,
Jakub a.k.a. jaksim

the journey

where am I

joy

the space between us

the fire