Autor: Радо Антоловић
Strana: 162
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A story of intimacy undone by the truth „I have always wanted to embrace the entire world, climb the highest peak and hold the whole Earth in my arms, squeeze it so tight that you can hear the crackling of the Earth’s core. I want to cause tectonic changes. I want to trigger an avalanche with one single hug. And while I’m standing on the top, I want all the winds to flow into me, I want to be whipped by the wisdom of ancient times and not to understand a single word except that which can only be understood internally, for which no knowledge is needed except the trembling of the heart – I want the wind to tell me about love. And then, when all the stories flow into my ear, when the winds finish the ballad about legends from all corners of the world, when there is nothing else left but love, I want to jump into the deepest ocean, sink into the blue and become water myself. I am an ocean dweller. In every drop I see salt and all depths. They remind me of the past lives of pirates, of the song of sailors, of my life woven from sails, decks, leather cracked by the salty wind, of the beauty of the horizon when the eye sees nothing but the blue – the blue that shines in the place where the sky and the sea meet in a perfect line, like a skilful stroke made with a wonderful watercolour brush, where they merge into one – what is shining here is love.” – from the novel