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\nPo\u010detak<\/a> . Grujo<\/a> . Ne\u0161a<\/a> . Pe\u0111a<\/a> . Sinke<\/a> . Vaso<\/a><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

Sini\u0161a \u0160ipter, AKA „Sinke“ AKA „Crna Muva“ AKA „Pesnica Pravde“ AKA „Shadow Ninja“ se jednog jutra probudio u pustinjama Arizone, visoko radioaktivan, bez ikakvog se\u0107anja. A kako su i na\u0161a istra\u017eivanja o njegovoj pro\u0161losti neslavno propala do dan danas je nepoznato ko je on bio pre toga i odakle dolazi. <\/p>\n

„Se\u0107am se bljeska“ jednom je u poverenju ispri\u010dao bendu „i posle toga kao da su se sve pro\u0161losti, sada\u0161njosti i budu\u0107nosti spojile… postojalo je samo sada, koje se prostiralo u beskraj… i onda sam se probudio“
\ndodaju\u0107i kako je jo\u0161 nekoliko dana nakon toga lutao u potrazi za vodom, polusvestan, jedva prona\u0161av\u0161i spas i civilizaciju. <\/p>\n

U potrazi za sobom, odlazi u Tibetanske planine. Prihva\u0107en od monaha, istra\u017euju\u0107i astralne projekcije otkriva veliko smirenje u levitaciji. \u010cesto se povla\u010di u \u0161umu, lebde\u0107i iznad borova, pu\u0161taju\u0107i vetru da ga nosi i kona\u010dno shvata da on nije svoja pro\u0161lost – ve\u0107 sada\u0161njost i budu\u0107nost.<\/p>\n

Zatim putuje u Nju Jork ali u hodnicima aerodroma Beograd gde je presedao (naravno) na tren ugleda Sanju kako se sme\u0161i kasirki pla\u0107aju\u0107i makijato… pogo\u0111en, kao munjom, iznenadnim vizijama iz nepoznate pro\u0161losti koja se prostire hiljadama godina, zaboraviv\u0161i svoju destinaciju prilazi joj, zblanut, re\u010dima: <\/p>\n

„Mi… kao da se ve\u0107 poznajemo?“ <\/p>\n

„Da,“ odgovori ona „ali sad tek u ovom \u017eivotu“
\ni osmehnuv\u0161i se uze ga za ruku. <\/p>\n

Otkrivao je sebe, dan za danom, u vremenu koje je provodio sa njom: Otkrio je da toliko dobro svira gitaru da su ljudi zastajali na ulici i po\u010dinjali da ple\u0161u, bez ikakvog blama, \u010desto se grle\u0107i u transu… Mogao je da re\u0161i sudoku ukr\u0161tenicu samo jednim pogledom! Otkrio je \u010dak i da poseduje izuzetno znanje u pravljenju metanskih bio-generatora, na veliku radost svojih kom\u0161ija. Ali najve\u0107u radost mu je pri\u010dinjavalo sedenje na obali Jegri\u010dke u Temerinu (ah, taj Zajon) i posmatranje vode koja mirno prolazi.<\/p>\n

Jednog dana, hodaju\u0107i sa Sanjom i ma\u010dkom Dimitrijem po Temerinu, ba\u0161 pored zoolo\u0161kog vrta, oseti drhtaje u prostor – vremenu… neposredno zatim, u\u010dini mu se da vide grofa Se\u010denija kako utr\u010dava u \u0161upu pored vi\u010du\u0107i „Maledicti sint haeretici!“ te kako pomamljene relativisti\u010dke crne rupe gutaju stvarnost: <\/p>\n

„Gitaru!!!“ povika, svestan opasnosti, te utr\u010da hrabro u \u0161upu, neometan scenama nasilja i borbe pa rif po rif, u dubokoj koncentraciji, kao jedno sa apsolutnim, polako spasi svet spajaju\u0107i ga, harmoniju po harmoniju.<\/p>\n

U \u0161upi, jo\u0161 uvek u polusvesti, \u010dlanovi grupe TA su polako dolazili sebi… Ne\u0161a, prvi do\u0161av\u0161i do daha mu re\u010de: <\/p>\n

„Zna\u0161… ti bi zaista trebalo da svira\u0161 sa nama.“<\/p>\n

„Da,“ odgovori Sinke „Ali moram samo prvo ma\u010dka da nahranim“.<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

Sini\u0161a \u0160ipter, AKA \u201cSinke\u201d AKA \u201cBlack Fly\u201d AKA \u201cThe Fist of Justice\u201d AKA \u201cShadow Ninja\u201d, woke up one morning in the deserts of Arizona, highly radioactive and without any memory. Since our own investigations into his past have also failed miserably, to this day it remains unknown who he was before that moment or where he came from.<\/p>\n

„I remember a flash,“ he once told the band in confidence, „and after that it was as if all pasts, presents, and futures had merged\u2026 there was only the present, stretching endlessly\u2026 and then I woke up.“
\nHe added that for several days afterward he wandered half-conscious in search of water, barely managing to find salvation and civilization.<\/p>\n

In search of himself, he traveled to the Tibetan mountains. Accepted by the monks, while studying astral projection he discovered great peace in levitation. Often he would retreat into the forest, floating above the pine trees, letting the wind carry him, finally realizing that he was not his past \u2014 but his present and his future.<\/p>\n

He then traveled toward New York, but in the corridors of Belgrade airport, where he had a layover (of course), he briefly saw Sanja smiling at the cashier while paying for a macchiato. Struck as if by lightning, by sudden visions from an unknown past stretching thousands of years, he forgot his destination and approached her, stunned, saying:<\/p>\n

„We\u2026 it feels like we already know each other?“<\/p>\n

„Yes,“ she replied, „but only now in this life.“
\nAnd smiling, she took him by the hand.<\/p>\n

Day by day, in the time he spent with her, he continued discovering himself: he realized that he played guitar so well that people would stop in the street and begin dancing, without the slightest embarrassment, often embracing in a trance\u2026 He could solve a Sudoku puzzle with a single glance! He even discovered that he possessed remarkable knowledge in building methane bio-generators, much to the delight of his neighbors. But the greatest joy he found was sitting by the banks of the Jegri\u010dka river in Temerin (ah, that Zion) and watching the water flow calmly.<\/p>\n

One day, while walking with Sanja and the cat Dimitrije through Temerin, right next to the zoo, he felt tremors in space-time\u2026 Shortly after, it seemed to him that they saw Count Sz\u00e9chenyi running into a shed nearby shouting \u201cMaledicti sint haeretici!\u201d while frenzied relativistic black holes began swallowing reality itself.<\/p>\n

„The guitar!!!“ he shouted, aware of the danger, and bravely rushed into the shed. Unbothered by the scenes of violence and struggle, riff by riff, in deep concentration, merging with the absolute, he slowly saved the world \u2014 harmony by harmony.<\/p>\n

Inside the shed, still half-conscious, the members of TA were slowly coming to their senses. Ne\u0161a, the first to catch his breath, said to him:<\/p>\n

„You know\u2026 you should really play with us.“<\/p>\n

„Yes,“ Sinke replied. „But first I just need to feed the cat.“<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Po\u010detak . Grujo . Ne\u0161a . Pe\u0111a . Sinke . Vaso Sini\u0161a \u0160ipter, AKA „Sinke“ AKA „Crna Muva“ AKA „Pesnica Pravde“ AKA „Shadow Ninja“ se jednog jutra probudio u pustinjama Arizone, visoko radioaktivan, bez ikakvog se\u0107anja. A kako su i na\u0161a istra\u017eivanja o njegovoj pro\u0161losti neslavno propala do dan danas je nepoznato ko je on […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":10,"menu_order":4,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-226","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/teatarapsurda.rs\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/226","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/teatarapsurda.rs\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/teatarapsurda.rs\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/teatarapsurda.rs\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/teatarapsurda.rs\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=226"}],"version-history":[{"count":23,"href":"https:\/\/teatarapsurda.rs\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/226\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":270,"href":"https:\/\/teatarapsurda.rs\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/226\/revisions\/270"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/teatarapsurda.rs\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/10"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/teatarapsurda.rs\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=226"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}