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Nor is the meaning that you derive from it only yours
All said to you is not ours any longer, and my voice is
Just transferring the messages transcending from
The World of many who have lived and are to live yet.
Even my mind doesn’t belong to me
To the contrary of my brain
Which is physical and can be
Exalted, wasted, bored, and,
Finally even destroyed so easily.
My mind is what is shared
With the humanity through
The endless and continual
Radiation of love and understanding
Belonging and feeling the same
Creative or just Human way.
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Zorica Vukovic
Zo belongs to a generation of average middle-aged intellectuals who grew up in a unique environment of the country known as the former Yugoslavia, which shrank in the last decade of the 20th century, divided into a few new states through civil war and finally dissolved into a union of states known as Serbia and Montenegro. She writes from her early youth, neither living of it, nor even living for it, just observing and meditating upon various issues of life and humanity. Her totemistic values are: love, creativity, ethics and the daily improvement of communications and actions on a global level.
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