If the Internet had been in ancient Greece, then Plato would have been a blogger.

We don’t mind braindrain. Frankly, we don’t even need brains.

Aphorism is a piece of wisdom that we desperately do not need at all.

Aphorism is like a pill – unpleasantly bitter at first with a positive effect later.

When life is a lottery, poverty is a dominant destiny.

If he had not started writing petitions, he would never have discovered his talent for writing.

The truth is revoked again by superior goals.

Once upon a time there were West, East, North and South. Today, there is only the West and the rest.

Upon arrest, the writer figured out the point of the proverb – silence is golden.

A writer is still at large. Police cannot understand what his metaphors stand for.

How do I find a doormat for cleaning sullied honor?

History is written in blood. Only signatures are in ink.

Negotiations are a matter of democracy; therefore, humans must talk to devils.

History is made by the lives of ordinary people and signatures of selected ones.

If the devil wins the next election, travel to the Hell will be visa free.

Ordinary people still don’t know how important they are to leaders.

The issue of occupation or liberation usually depends on the point of view. Globalism is the worldwide revenge of capitalists.

Serious problems will occur at the point when riot police become class aware. No problem…Government supplies of tear gas are enough to make the whole nation cry. The lack of heating gas doesn’t annoy the Government…there is enough tear gas.

Angels fight devils, due to collecting tolls on the highway to the Hell.

Visas for Hell are available…hurry up.

Visas for Hell are free of charge.

It seems the devil issues visas for both Heaven and Hell. People like to live “united,” no matter whether it is the Soviet or European Union. As oil prices get closer to the maximum, human lives` prices get closer to the minimum.

It doesn’t necessarily mean if one saves his life, that he saves his soul too.

The State definition of a baby – a newborn taxpayer.

Politicians do not fight for higher birthrates, but for new taxpayers.

Oil prices have just reached their maximum…human morale is close to its minimum.

If size mattered, dinosaurs would rule the world. In God we trust. The CEO we respect. Statistics – He has £10,000,000 worth of island, I have £2 worth of socks…each of us has £5,000,001 worth of assets. For man-eating tribes men-eating abolishment is great progress. If the leader is immortal, people’s mortality is usually very high.

I think, therefore I am an anachronism. Ouch, I really hope I won’t be run over by the wheel of progress. It’s not called a crisis here; it’s called the economic cycle. Our politicians are very hygienic; they substituted brainwashing for money laundering. Upon the advice of my lawyer I stopped writing aphorisms. Don’t build prisons; close the borders.

You do not need to stand on your head to get a different view of world.

A snail has complained that his freedom of movement is limited.

We live virtually but die for real. Morals make saints; breaking morals makes human beings. Morality is a barrier between men and women. They lift their foreheads so high in order not to see what’s happening on the ground.

Eternal vigilance leads to permanent insomnia. Heaven and Hell have been united; they are now a border-free zone. Even the dead are unequal; some are in mausoleums. The cult of personality has nothing to do with culture. Not everything is black, the firefly said while looking at another firefly’s ass. They say, “You are on the right path.” I think I am at a crossroads. The revolution that eats its children starves to death.

The truth wanted...dead or alive. Better dead.

The king has just signed his donor card...his followers have a chance to become part of the royal family.

Make physical love, spiritual will come as a consequence of the former. Kingdoms are conquered by force…women by love. Gods are immortal, until they meet Goddesses. However, nail-polish drying time is a state of emergency for women. Women we respect. In sex we believe.

E P I L O G U E “Perfect society” is, probably, something that every aphorist is most afraid of. Born in 1959, in Belgrade, the former Yugoslavian capital, at that point a communist state, I spent my teenage and thirties’ years in something that is called in the big West – a Communist Dictatorship. (Un)fortunately, transition to democracy did not leave aphorists without a job. Old themes were substituted with new ones. Every ism desperately needs its critics, even globalism. Democracy, according to Greek origin, means people rule. Since people are not experienced as rulers, as a first-timer they make mistakes in the business of ruling. In fact, they are still learning to rule. An aphorist’s assignment is to help people to make as few mistakes as possible in the tricky job of “people ruling.” I guess that is what democracy really stands for. Namely, people need real, not virtual, democracy. This is only the beginning. For sure, people will learn to rule by the end of this millennium. Entering “Perfect society” will force many writers to change their career, since perfection cannot be criticized. Judging to this reality, we still have many years ahead to achieve PERFECTION.