Najnovije vesti sa berze: Čvarak u Srbiji stabilan, sustiže Bitcoin.

Za sve ljubitelje stripova!!!!! stripoteka.org/

Najbolja je čorba kad se sipa sa dna činije/šerpe/lonca/kazana. Tad se pokupi i sav onaj lepi sitniš od mesa. To pravilo važi svuda, na slavama/daći/kod kuće. Em budeš džentlmen, pa propustiš druge da sipaju, em pokupiš najbolje na kraju. Zapratite me za više saveta.

A kad jedna Orašaninka ima dečka 11 godina mlađeg od nje (iako još uvek udata), ili Goga Sekulić ima čak 21 godinu mlađeg dečka, onda one nisu pedofilke, za razliku od muškog sveta, je li? Jbmlvmmjku, licemeri. 😡

🇷🇸 If you walk through the streets of Belgrade today, you will see magnificent Orthodox churches, a historic mosque, and a rich blend of architectural styles of a city standing at the crossroads of East and West. But if you could step back in time to the 1930s, in the Mali Mokri Lug neighborhood, you would find something entirely unexpected: a Buddhist temple. This is the fascinating story of the Kalmyk community in Belgrade and the home they built for themselves. Following the chaos of the Russian October Revolution in 1917, thousands fled the forming Soviet Union. Among them was a unique group of people, the Kalmyks. They are a West Mongolian people, distinctly Buddhist, who have lived on the shores of the Caspian Sea. Around 400 to 500 Kalmyks found refuge in Serbia, with most settling on the outskirts of Belgrade. Known to locals as hard workers, they dominated the trade of cart drivers (known as "rabadžije"). They integrated well into Serbian society, but they deeply missed their spiritual center. Belgraders of the era showed incredible hospitality. Local industrialist Miloš Savčić donated construction materials, and land was secured in Mali Mokri Lug. Between 1928 and 1929, through the community’s hard work and local support, a traditional Kalmyk Buddhist temple (a hurul) was built. When it was inaugurated in December 1929, it was a major milestone: the first Buddhist temple ever built in Europe, excluding the Russian Empire. It was a vibrant center of culture. The walls were adorned with traditional Kalmyk thangkas, and it housed a grand, silver-plated Buddha statue, sent as a gift from the Japanese Embassy in Bucharest. Tragically, this beautiful example of multicultural Belgrade did not survive the 20th century. During World War II, as the Soviet Red Army advanced, most Belgrade Kalmyks fled further west, fearing persecution. During the Battle for Belgrade in 1944, the temple was severely damaged. After the war, the new authorities had no interest in preserving it. The upper part of the building was torn down around 1950, and the remaining walls were cleared shortly after. Today, nothing remains at the site to show that a golden Buddha once overlooked Mali Mokri Lug. #BelgradeHistory #Kalmyks #Serbia

Još jedna od niza mojih neostvarenih želja je i da se provozam ovim putem: radar.nova.rs/radar-kolaz/zo… Dobro jutro.

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A dok mi, matori, blejimo uz meze u dvorištu (zasluženo), mladi nam grade državu. Nacionalni stadion sada. Moj sin geometar na zadatku.

Popodnevna bleja.

Jelo dana za sutra, utorak 16.06.2026. : Svinjski gulaš (250gr) makarone (150gr) ili pirinač (150gr) salata 150gr lepinja 590RSD! Mislim da nema potrebe da naglašavam da je gulaš bez brašna🙂 Radnja je otvorena u vremenu 10-18h al’ cenim da gulaš neće potrajati do kraja radnog vremena, nemoj da bude “nisi nam kaz’o”😁

Znači svaki odnos sa osobom plavih očiju bi bio incest, jer i ja imam plave oči? Ovo me podseti na tvrdnju da smo svi potekli od Adama i Eve.

Odgledam posle sto godina još jednom film "Hari Poter i dvorana tajni". Film sam skroz zaboravio, ali mnoge scene i likove pamtim zahvaljujući igrici na Sony Playstation. 😁

Kolektivna trauma u Srbiji.

Dobro jutro, Srbijo.

Beograd-Bogatić-Podgorica. Vreme - upravo sada.

Počeo kijamet i u Mačvi.

"Paralelno sa telekomunikacijama razvijaće se i tzv. veštačka inteligencija, posebno oblast 'razumevanja govora'. Cilj je da se sa kompjuterom razgovara, a ne da se kuca na tastaturi, pisalo je u beogradskom časopisu "Galaksija" pre tačno - 42 godine!

"..Sutra, i sutra, i prekosutra teče, Iz dana u dan, ovim sitnim korakom, Do poslednjeg sloga u knjizi vremena; A svi naši jučerašnji dani svetleli su budalama put u prašnu smrt. Ugasi se, ugasi, kratka svećo! Život je samo senka što prolazi, Loš glumac što se na pozornici koči i davi sat-dva, pa ga više nema; to je priča koju budala priča, puna krika i besa, A ne znači ništa.."

Od jutros sam baš smoren. Obolela mi Malena od srčanog crva. Već je u 3. fazi bolesti, kad gubi apetit i povlači se u sebe. Terapija bi bila duga, skupa (700€) i neizvesna, zbog njenih godina (vremešna je to baka). A ja ne mogu da je vodim redovno kod veta, zbog mojih kukova. 😔