Circling Quotes

Although personal calling I sense,Who am I? even if I am, I don't know.

Dejan Stojanovic

The farther away, the closer the home becomes.

Dejan Stojanovic

There is nobody to wake up eternal seekers.

Dejan Stojanovic

You are hurrying to the sweet place, To the nonsense chasing your spirit And in the nonsense you look for answers.

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There are no clear borders, Only merging invisible to the sight.

Dejan Stojanovic

There is a pledge of the big and of the small in the infinite.

Dejan Stojanovic

Death swallows death.

Dejan Stojanovic

Vandals listen only when others are stronger.If vandals are equal or strongerTheir word is the last word.

Dejan Stojanovic

What does infinity mean to you? Are you not infinity and yourself?

Dejan Stojanovic

Will the day tell its secret Before it disappears, Becomes timeless night.

Dejan Stojanovic

I can see myself before myself—A being through dark scenery.

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All dust is the same dust. Temporarily separated To go peacefully And enjoy the eternal nap.

Dejan Stojanovic

Life eats life to live.

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Neither alive nor dead; No one lets up, No one wins.

Dejan Stojanovic

He awaits himself while walking, out of the icy circle to escape.

Dejan Stojanovic

To jump over centuries In one step is impossible. Jump too high or far, You’ll be way too late.

Dejan Stojanovic

In the end, the world returns to a grain.

Dejan Stojanovic

When magic through nerves and reason passes, Imagination, force, and passion will thunder. The portrait of the world is changed.

Dejan Stojanovic

The world contained in a seed, Determined by its program.

Dejan Stojanovic

The world is always open, Waiting to be discovered.

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Into the day as by dream I swim To the music of nourished meaning.

Dejan Stojanovic

A hidden spark of the dream sleeps In the forest and waits In the celestial spheres of the brain.

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A word only writes Its night and ridesIts dream.

Dejan Stojanovic

To the knights of faith nobody believes.

Dejan Stojanovic

Life into death— Life’s other shape, No rupture, Only crossing.

Dejan Stojanovic

When the star dies, Its eye closes; tired of watching, It flies back to its first bright dream.

Dejan Stojanovic

The night is still waiting.

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He knows he will be born again, And start fresh anew.

Dejan Stojanovic

New Rome will be destroyedBy the attacks of new vandals.God always remains silent.

Dejan Stojanovic

Deliver thunder, GodIf you choose not to talk.

Dejan Stojanovic