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Kicosh

I was born far away from the place I supposed to be.

About Me

Revolutionary art is not determined by it's avant garde content; nor its formal or technical trickery, it's interpretation of reality or its verisimilitude, but, rather, by how much it revolutionises our thinking and imagination; overturning our preconceptions, bias and predjudice and inspiring us to change ourselves and the world...
Paint will be spilled with the color of blood.
This blood signifies all the minds that will be lost in the revolution.
This is not a revolution against governments...
This is a revolution against ignorance...

My Interests

calmness...

Music:

When I'm happy I'm dancing.

Movies:

LIFE AQUATIC, SHORTBUS

Heroes:

She has a parchute in a bag...
We are all wired into a survival trip now.
No more of the speed that fueled the Sixties. Uppers are going out of style. This was the fatal flaw in Tim Leary’s trip.
He crashed around America selling “consciousness expansion” without ever giving a thought to the grim meat-hook realities that were lying in wait for all the people who took him too seriously. After West Point and the Priesthood, LSD must have seemed entirely logical to him.

What Leary took down with him was the central illusion of a whole life-style that he helped to create . . . a generation of permanent cripples, failed seekers, who never understood the essential old-mystic fallacy of the Acid Culture:
the desperate assumption that somebody—or at least some force-- is tending that Light at the end of the tunnel.

Hunter S. Thompson,

My Blog

Nezavraeni poslovi...

Nakon godina trcanja, vikanja, neslaganja, protivljenja, cinizma, besa, inhibicija, deinhibicija, strahova, putovanja, obecanja, laganja, varanja, saplitanja i padanja, ustajanja i nastavljanja... ...
Posted by post-kicosh on Fri, 13 Apr 2007 03:42:00 PST

Zvaka za ludaka...

Umalo da zaboravim..." naivno je zacvrkutala J. vadeci iz torbe poklon sa velikom ~utom maanom.  Bilo je krajnje vreme da mi neato poklonia ", vrcavo sam odcvrtkutao i nastavio, "Stvarno si za...
Posted by post-kicosh on Thu, 08 Mar 2007 10:20:00 PST

INTISAR JE VIDELA SNEG...

 Nova godina pocela je panicno. Stigle su me posledice najrazlicitijih preterivanja i zloupotreba ali nekako uspevam da se izborim sa tim. Pored panike prvog januara u moj ~ivot pristigla je i ...
Posted by post-kicosh on Mon, 15 Jan 2007 03:04:00 PST

Pricha o jednom dechaku...

Postoji jedna devojka. Nije vazno kako se zove...Ona zivi u zgradi slomljenog kljucha. Kada je jednom prilikom neveshti komshija polomio kljuch od brave na ulazu, kucni savet je odlucio da, umesto da ...
Posted by post-kicosh on Tue, 26 Dec 2006 01:26:00 PST

Izvini Sarajevo...

 Sabijen na zadnem sediatu starog Volkswagen kombija koji je vozila gospodja Radmila medu putnicima koji su zajedno imali hiljadu godina poslao sam Jeleni SMS kojim sam pokuaao da opiaem impresij...
Posted by post-kicosh on Fri, 08 Dec 2006 11:08:00 PST

Sex and Drugs and R&R.- almost gay story : )

      Basel Nasr je 26 godianji multimedijalni dizajner iz Palestine. Basel ima veliku porodicu sa kojom ~ivi u Ramali, gradu u pojsau Gaze. U njegovom gradu nalazi se sedam metara v...
Posted by post-kicosh on Wed, 25 Oct 2006 08:50:00 PST

Srbijanski idoli...

Bio je Duran Duran sinoc ali nisam bio. U maniru iskusnog pozera sa joa iskusnijom ekipom uputio sam se na "oficijalni VIP party" nakon koncerta ove glam/pop/trash/teen/ atrakcije. Zabava se de...
Posted by post-kicosh on Thu, 19 Oct 2006 09:04:00 PST

Dozvolite da se obratimo ?

 MI  iliONI   U sredu sam se vratio sa puta. Plovio sam sa mirovnim aktivistima iz Japana brodom  od Indije do Evrope obilazeci razlicite zemlje i kontinente. Sve te zemalja imaj...
Posted by post-kicosh on Wed, 27 Sep 2006 10:17:00 PST

Rec dve o memoriji... KAKO SAM POSTaJAO KICOSH III

  Secanja beze na brodu. Mala je memorija i procesor je almost sagoreo. Verovatno postajem dosadan ali probudili smo se u Suetskom kanalu. To...
Posted by post-kicosh on Fri, 22 Sep 2006 03:50:00 PST

So long Eritrejo... Kako sam postajao Kicosh II

  Uzivam u osecanju budjenja u nepoznatoj zemlji. Noc pre nego sto smo se probudili u Eritreji, negde u vodama crvenog mora na 38 stepeni koji su nas topili po palubi moji novi prijatelji prir...
Posted by post-kicosh on Mon, 18 Sep 2006 08:50:00 PST