Le\u017e\u00edm v posteli pripraven\u00fd na sp\u00e1nok, som ustat\u00fd a moje \u00favahy sa pomaly menia na obrazy. Mysl\u00edm na posledn\u00e9 odmietnutie, na t\u00fa, ktor\u00e1 sp\u00f4sobila jednu z najv\u00e4\u010d\u0161\u00edch zmien v mojom myslen\u00ed. Ona si ani neuvedomuje, \u010do jedno nestr\u00e1\u017een\u00e9 gesto dok\u00e1\u017ee, ak\u00fa sp\u00fa\u0161\u0165 sp\u00f4sob\u00ed. Zabudla na to p\u00e1r min\u00fat po tom, ako sa to odohralo. Nebola prv\u00e1, bola jednou zo s\u00e9rie, d\u00fafam, \u017ee tou poslednou.<\/p>\n
C\u00edtim sa pr\u00e1zdny, vyhryzen\u00fd, zni\u010den\u00fd zvn\u00fatra. Ka\u017ed\u00e1 si zahryzla, ka\u017ed\u00e1 nie\u010do vytrhla a nechala pr\u00e1zdnu, krvav\u00fa dieru, ktor\u00e1 nebola nikdy o\u0161etren\u00e1. Zvonku ako in\u00fd, zvn\u00fatra dut\u00fd, a predsa schopn\u00fd st\u00e1\u0165 ako m\u00far a chr\u00e1ni\u0165 t\u00fdch, ktor\u00fdch miluje, k\u0155mi\u0165 ich kusmi ticha, ktor\u00e9 vo mne ostali, aby pre\u017eili, k\u00fdm to pominie.<\/p>\n
Je toto va\u0161im cie\u013eom? Je to pl\u00e1novan\u00e9 ni\u010denie pocitov, priv\u00e1dzanie do z\u00fafalstva len aby sme vedeli st\u00e1\u0165 ako m\u00fary? Lebo aj tie \u0161\u00edpy sveta bolia menej, ako sp\u00fa\u0161\u0165, ktor\u00fa ste sp\u00f4sobili. Lebo vieme, \u017ee na konci u\u017e bude pokoj. Pokoj, kde boles\u0165 ut\u00edchne, svetlo zhasne a v\u0161etko ovl\u00e1dne ticho\u2026 takto som si to nepredstavoval. Veril som v pokoj v objat\u00ed, vo svetle a smiechu det\u00ed. \u017divot ale na\u0161e t\u00fa\u017eby men\u00ed a my sami t\u00fa\u017eime, aby to svetlo zhaslo.<\/p>\n
To svetlo raz zhasne. A my vojdeme do raja. Na rozdiel od toho, \u010do n\u00e1s u\u010dia, v\u0161ak n\u00e1jdeme raj tu \u2013 na zemi. Tam, kde sme sa e\u0161te ned\u00edvali cez okuliare, ktor\u00e9 n\u00e1m pri naroden\u00ed nasadili.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Le\u017e\u00edm v posteli pripraven\u00fd na sp\u00e1nok, som ustat\u00fd a moje \u00favahy sa pomaly menia na obrazy. Mysl\u00edm na posledn\u00e9 odmietnutie, na t\u00fa, ktor\u00e1 sp\u00f4sobila jednu z najv\u00e4\u010d\u0161\u00edch zmien v mojom myslen\u00ed. Ona si ani neuvedomuje, \u010do jedno nestr\u00e1\u017een\u00e9 gesto dok\u00e1\u017ee, ak\u00fa sp\u00fa\u0161\u0165 sp\u00f4sob\u00ed. Zabudla na to p\u00e1r min\u00fat po tom, ako sa to odohralo. Nebola […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":248,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[56],"tags":[147,149,148,144],"class_list":["post-247","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uvahy","tag-emotionalresilience","tag-humansacrifice","tag-innerwounds","tag-silentstrength-sk"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/247","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=247"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/247\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":253,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/247\/revisions\/253"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/248"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=247"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=247"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=247"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}