Vsak spomin, ki v meni je,
plačam z mučnim vbodom v srce.
As the day ended, I went out and searched again, but found nothing, neither paradise nor resurrection. What had been said proved unjustified. Everything is starting to feel like madness. There has never been a time quite like this. And I have a sneaking suspicions, that it's just preparation for what late adulthood still has in store for me. The miracle is that I can never really know for sure where I am on the journey of my life. The laws of nature shall not spare me, even if I live amidst a lie and to die for one. It follows that the very laws of the universe are nothing but a made up set of rules, a farce put on by the creator, to pass the time more easily. What's there to live for, answer me, won't you please?
