Nothing is made, Nothing disappears. The same changes, At the same places, Never stopping. The foundation and the roof With the world between Dreamin… - Dejan Stojanović

It is not possible to express the most precious insights, To see all that craves to be seen, To visit even the closest neighbors in the universe, To learn all that needs to be learned, To live without dying, And I am sad about it. But I lived And I am happy about that.

There is only as much space, only as much time, only as much desire, only as many words, only as many pages, only as much ink to accept all of us at light-speed hurrying into the Promised Land of oblivion that is waiting for us sooner or later.

The deeper thought is, the taller it becomes.