{"id":19527,"date":"2008-03-19T22:59:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-19T21:59:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/?p=19486"},"modified":"2008-03-19T22:59:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-19T21:59:00","slug":"proklinam","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2008\/03\/19\/proklinam\/","title":{"rendered":"Prokl\u00edn\u00e1m"},"content":{"rendered":"<div><em>Songfic na p\u00edsni\u010dku:<\/em> <a href=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=vDUngRpO1h0\"><em>Prokl\u00edn\u00e1m od Janka Ledeck\u00e9ho<\/em><\/a><\/div>\n<div><em>Pr\u00e1zdnej byt je jako past<br \/>kde r\u016f\u017ee uvadnou<br \/>po tis\u00edc\u00ed \u010dtu tv\u016fj dopis<br \/>na rozlou\u010denou<\/em><\/div>\n<div>Zlat\u00fd list javoru se snesl k zemi. Z\u00e1hy na n\u011bj do\u0161l\u00e1pla velk\u00e1 zabl\u00e1cen\u00e1 bota vysok\u00e9 postavy. V ruce dr\u017eela list &#8211; ov\u0161em list pap\u00edru. Tak\u00e9 byl nazl\u00e1tl\u00fd a tak\u00e9 se p\u0159ed chv\u00edl\u00ed snesl z nebe. Ale byl mnohem d\u016fle\u017eit\u011bj\u0161\u00ed ne\u017e ten javorov\u00fd. Mu\u017e zt\u011b\u017eka dosedl na mokrou lavi\u010dku. Znovu se pod\u00edval na list dr\u017e\u00edc\u00ed v ruce. Nev\u011b\u0159\u00edcn\u00fd pohled vyst\u0159\u00eddaly slzy. Zav\u0159en\u00e9 o\u010di, zpod kter\u00fdch se na sv\u011bt draly slzy, kter\u00e9 se mermomoc\u00ed sna\u017eil zadr\u017eet, zna\u010dily smutek. C\u00edtil, jak j\u00edm t\u0159ese zima, ale p\u0159esto se nezvedal.<\/div>\n<div><em>P\u00ed\u0161e\u0161, \u017ee odch\u00e1z\u00ed\u0161<br \/>kdy\u017e den se s noc\u00ed st\u0159\u00edd\u00e1<br \/>vodu z v\u00edna ud\u011bl\u00e1<br \/>kdo dob\u0159e nehl\u00edd\u00e1<\/em><\/div>\n<div>Vzpom\u00edn\u00e1, jako by to bylo v\u010dera. Vid\u00ed to tak jasn\u011b, to sladk\u00e9 obdob\u00ed zamilovanosti, vlastn\u011b sp\u00ed\u0161e zaslepenosti. Pozd\u011b napravovat chyby, pozd\u011b br\u00e1t svoje slova zp\u011bt. Z\u00edtra bude v\u0161e dobr\u00e9, \u0159\u00edk\u00e1 si, a\u010dkoli v\u00ed, \u017ee nebude. Z\u00edtra bude l\u00e9pe, ale stejn\u011b v\u017edy, kdy\u017e se \u010dlov\u011bk probud\u00ed, je dnes.<\/div>\n<div><em>P\u00ed\u0161e\u0161: Prokl\u00edn\u00e1m<br \/>ty tvoje \u00fasta prokl\u00edn\u00e1m<br \/>tvoje o\u010di ledov\u00fd<br \/>v srdci jen sn\u00edh<br \/>s\u00e1m a s\u00e1m<br \/>a\u0165 nikdy \u00fasvit nespat\u0159\u00ed\u0161<br \/>na \u00fasta m\u0159\u00ed\u017e o\u010di oslepnou<br \/>a\u0165 do smrti se\u0161 s\u00e1m<\/em><\/div>\n<div>Stovky obraz\u016f, stovky situac\u00ed, stovky koncert\u016f, stovky p\u00edsn\u00ed, stovky polibk\u016f. Devaten\u00e1ct let spole\u010dn\u00e9ho \u017eivota a dev\u011bt m\u011bs\u00edc\u016f k tomu. Nem\u011bli se narodit, troufal si \u0159\u00edct. Zav\u0159i dve\u0159e za minulost\u00ed, \u0159ekl mu. Jak m\u00e1 ale v\u011bd\u011bt, jestli se nebude n\u011bkdy pot\u0159ebovat vr\u00e1tit? Bezcitn\u00fd, nev\u011bd\u011bl, \u017ee takov\u00fd je jeho bratr. Naivn\u011b si myslel, \u017ee n\u011bco takov\u00e9 nikdy ne\u0159ekne, ale te\u010f nade\u0161la ta chv\u00edle. P\u0159\u00e1l mu zem\u0159\u00edt.<\/div>\n<div><em>Tvoje o\u010di jsou jak st\u00edn<br \/>a tv\u00e1\u0159 den kdy\u017e se stm\u00edv\u00e1<br \/>stromy rostou \u010d\u00edm d\u00e1l v\u00fd\u0161<br \/>a pak je \u010dek\u00e1 p\u00e1d<\/em><\/div>\n<div>Sl\u00e1va jej zm\u011bnila, sl\u00e1va zm\u011bn\u00ed ka\u017ed\u00e9ho. Ty \u0159\u00edk\u00e1\u0161, \u017ee ne? Ale kde\u017ee! Netvr\u010f n\u011bco takov\u00e9ho, v\u00ed\u0161, \u017ee to nen\u00ed pravda! \u017de ses nezm\u011bnil? Pod\u00edvej se do zrcadla, pod\u00edvej se do minulosti! Strm\u00e9 vstoup\u00e1n\u00ed vzh\u016fru je prvn\u00edm krokem pro stejn\u011b strm\u00fd p\u00e1d\u2026<\/div>\n<div><em>S\u00e1m s hlavou sklon\u011bnou<br \/>v\u0161echny l\u00e1sky budou zd\u00e1n\u00ed<br \/>po tis\u00edc\u00ed \u010dtu tv\u016fj dopis<br \/>na rozlou\u010denou<\/em><\/div>\n<div>Naposledy! Pod\u00edvej se do d\u00e1li, co vid\u00ed\u0161? Nic? Pod\u00edvej se po\u0159\u00e1dn\u011b! St\u00e1le nic? Ach, po\u010dkej, n\u011bco jsi zapomn\u011bl. Zav\u0159\u00edt dve\u0159e. Ty, kter\u00e9 znamenaj\u00ed vzpom\u00ednky. Ty, kter\u00e9 v\u00ed, \u017ee m\u00e1\u0161 bratra. Ty, kter\u00e9 ti br\u00e1n\u00ed v budoucnosti. Ty, kter\u00e9 jsi miloval.<\/div>\n<div>\u017de st\u00e1le miluje\u0161? Zamysli se\u2026<\/div>\n<div><em>P\u00ed\u0161e\u0161: Prokl\u00edn\u00e1m<br \/>ty tvoje \u00fasta prokl\u00edn\u00e1m<br \/>tvoje o\u010di ledov\u00fd<br \/>v srdci jen sn\u00edh<br \/>s\u00e1m a s\u00e1m<br \/>a\u0165 nikdy \u00fasvit nespat\u0159\u00ed\u0161<br \/>na \u00fasta m\u0159\u00ed\u017e o\u010di oslepnou<br \/>a\u0165 do smrti se\u0161 s\u00e1m<\/em><\/div>\n<div>Posledn\u00ed pochybnosti, posledn\u00ed slova l\u00e1sky, posledn\u00ed ot\u00e1\u010den\u00ed. Prvn\u00ed uji\u0161t\u011bn\u00ed, prvn\u00ed, sotva sly\u0161iteln\u00e1 sl\u016fvka nen\u00e1visti, prvn\u00ed pohled do budoucnosti. Nen\u00e1vist a nep\u0159ej\u00edcnost lomcuj\u00ed osobou sed\u00edc\u00ed za de\u0161t\u011b na lavi\u010dce. Otev\u0159e o\u010di, kter\u00e9 ji\u017e nepl\u00e1\u010d\u00ed, a procitne. Je to jako probuzen\u00ed do nov\u00e9ho, nepoznan\u00e9ho, neprob\u00e1dan\u00e9ho, nezak\u00e1zan\u00e9ho, neochutnan\u00e9ho. Do sv\u011bta, ve kter\u00e9m nem\u00e1 bratra, ve kter\u00e9m hraje za sebe, ve kter\u00e9m je nezraniteln\u00fd. Alespo\u0148 tak si to p\u0159eje. Ale nezapomn\u011bl, proto\u017ee vzpom\u00ednky z\u016fstanou, i kdy\u017e lid\u00e9 odch\u00e1z\u00ed a p\u0159ich\u00e1z\u00ed.<\/p>\n<p>autor: <strong>Kajess<\/strong><br \/>betaread: <strong>Michelle M.<\/strong><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Songfic na p\u00edsni\u010dku: Prokl\u00edn\u00e1m od Janka Ledeck\u00e9ho Pr\u00e1zdnej byt je jako pastkde r\u016f\u017ee uvadnoupo tis\u00edc\u00ed \u010dtu tv\u016fj dopisna rozlou\u010denou Zlat\u00fd list javoru se snesl k zemi. Z\u00e1hy na n\u011bj do\u0161l\u00e1pla velk\u00e1 zabl\u00e1cen\u00e1 bota vysok\u00e9 postavy. 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