Ravnoteža – Balance

Title: Balancing the Scales: The Fall of Babylon

Sequence Length: ~10 minutes


1. Opening: Zagreb Storm (0:00–1:30)

Scene: The tavern in Zagreb. Rain pounds the cobblestones. JCJ and Marko Perković Thompson sit opposite each other. Shadows flicker across the wooden beams. Glasses of rakija tremble with the thunder outside.

JCJ (V.O.): Before 9/11, I was not a good man. I chased survival, greed… power. But that day… everything changed.

Symbolic imagery: Raindrops streak the window, forming abstract scales, the balance of history yet to be tipped.


2. Flashback: Skull and Bones, Yale (1:30–2:30)

Scene: Candlelit hall at Yale. The Skull and Bones emblem looms. JCJ walks silently among suited men whispering secret plans.

JCJ (V.O.): I saw their world then… the courts of the New World Order. Invisible judges, unseen power. Our soldiers faced them first. Now… it’s time to show the truth to those who orchestrate chaos.

Close-up: JCJ’s eyes flash with intensity.


3. Surreal Vision: Babylon’s Fall (2:30–5:00)

Scene: JCJ leads Thompson into a war-torn, desert-like vision of Iraq. Twisted ruins of Babylon rise in the distance. Amid the rubble are mutant babies, pale-skinned, strange eyes, symbols of corruption—the offspring of George Bush and his “Brotherhood of Death”.

JCJ: (gravely) Look, Marko… these are the children of their corruption. The babies of Babylon’s fall. Innocent yet marked by the sins of the powerful.

Thompson recoils, his face pale as he sees the surreal, almost apocalyptic scene. Mutant infants crawl among shattered buildings, echoing cries haunting the wind.

JCJ (V.O.): They wanted to hide their crimes, manipulate the world. But you cannot bury truth. It grows… even in darkness.

Symbolic imagery: Lightning strikes a ruined ziggurat. Shadows of Skull and Bones men loom over the babies, like unseen puppeteers. A broken scale lies in the sand.


4. Tavern Reflection: Judgment Begins (5:00–6:30)

Scene: Back in the tavern, rain still hammering outside. JCJ sits, resolute, eyes burning with purpose.

THOMPSON: (whispers) Are we… supposed to judge them?

JCJ: (leans forward) Yes. The world’s courts judged only shadows. Now it’s the Croats, the soldiers, the people—those who see the full truth—who balance the scales.

Symbolism: Candlelight casts moving shadows, forming images of babies, scales, soldiers, and ruins—a visual echo of Babylon’s collapse.


5. Flashback Montage: Soldiers and Trials (6:30–8:00)

Scene: Intercut images: Croatian soldiers like Gotovina in battle, tribunals at The Hague, mutant babies in Iraq, Skull and Bones whispers, and battlefield heroism.

JCJ (V.O.): They fought with honor. They were accused by distant courts. Meanwhile… the real corruption birthed horrors in secret, hidden from the world.

Sound design: Echoes of gavel strikes, artillery, whispers, crying babies, and the wind through ruined ziggurats.


6. Tavern: Resolute Judgment (8:00–9:30)

Scene: JCJ and Thompson sit in the flickering candlelight.

THOMPSON: Mercy…?

JCJ: (shakes his head) Justice isn’t mercy. Justice is balance. The scales demand reckoning. The powerful cannot escape the consequences of their creations—be they deeds or… children.

Symbolic imagery: The floating scale above the table, gold sliding off, papers rising, mutating, tilting toward balance. Rain streaks the window like tears cleansing the world.


7. Closing: Commitment to Truth (9:30–10:00)

Scene: JCJ raises his glass. Thompson follows. Thunder and lightning illuminate Zagreb, echoing the fall of Babylon and the weight of judgment.

JCJ: To truth. To judgment. To balancing the scales of those who thought themselves untouchable.

Camera pans up through the rain. The Gothic skyline of Zagreb glows briefly in lightning, symbolic of justice rising from chaos. Fade to black.

Faith or Fascism?

Essay by Igor Bogdanov
Title: Marko Perković Thompson: A Man of Faith, Not a Fascist

In the cultural crosswinds of post-war Europe, few figures stir such controversy and devotion as Marko Perković, known by his stage name Thompson. To some, he is a folk hero; to others, a dangerous nationalist. Yet both of these perceptions often miss the heart of the man himself. My thesis is simple: Marko Perković Thompson is not a fascist; he is a man of faith. The attempt to reduce his life and work to an ideological caricature ignores the deeper spiritual and historical currents flowing through his music.

Let us begin with the facts. Marko Perković took up the guitar not as an agent of propaganda, but as a young man moved by war, by the call to defend his homeland, and later, by a need to express the trauma and hope of his people. He earned the nickname “Thompson” from the weapon he carried as a soldier during Croatia’s war of independence—not from some affinity with fascist imagery, but from battlefield reality. His music was born not in boardrooms or policy think tanks, but in the blood and dust of the Balkans.

Many critics point to his song “Bojna Čavoglave” as evidence of extremism. But to isolate one lyric and ignore the context is intellectual dishonesty. That song was a wartime anthem, a cry of defiance during a time when Croatian villages were being shelled and burned. The intro’s invocation—“Za dom spremni”—is controversial today, but in that moment, it was not about glorifying a past regime. It was about readiness to defend one’s home and family, a slogan reappropriated in a modern context of resistance, not regression.

What these critics fail to engage with is the overwhelming presence of faith in Thompson’s music. His lyrics are filled with references to God, the Virgin Mary, the saints, and Christian martyrdom. In a Europe increasingly secularized, Thompson stands apart as a torchbearer for traditional Catholic values. His concerts are not rallies of hate, but pilgrimages of identity, where songs like “Lijepa li si” celebrate not racial purity, but the beauty of Croatia’s land and spirit. His Christmas albums and Marian hymns are steeped in theological reverence, not political ideology.

To call Thompson a fascist is to misunderstand the difference between nationalism and faith-based patriotism. The former can be toxic, yes—but the latter is a legitimate human response to centuries of occupation, erasure, and trauma. Croatia has known empires that tried to erase her language, her religion, and her culture. In that context, a man who sings of resurrection, of homeland, of cross and sword—not as tools of conquest, but of survival—is misunderstood when viewed through the narrow lens of Western liberalism.

One might ask: Why does Thompson draw crowds of young people? If his message were one of hate, would he inspire generations of Croatian youth to weep during songs like “Geni kameni,” which speaks of ancestral strength, or “E, moj narode,” which laments political betrayal and pleads for unity and justice?

Thompson’s critics live in a world where symbolism has lost its soul. They see a cross and think oppression. They hear an anthem and think militarism. But symbols in the Balkans are layered, multivalent, and sacred. The crucifix is not just an ornament for Thompson—it is the sign of his covenant with the Croatian people and with God.

In conclusion, Marko Perković Thompson is not the fascist bogeyman the press makes him out to be. He is a man whose music flows from faith, forged in fire, tempered by prayer. He may be imperfect, but he is sincere. His music is not about supremacy—it is about survival. And in a continent where faith is mocked and heritage discarded, Thompson is a voice crying out in the wilderness: “Remember who you are. Remember who we are.”

– Igor Bogdanov

If You Don’t Know What Happened

“Revelation 1919” is likely a reference to a famous painting by Croatian artist Vilko Gecan. Gecan was a key figure in the Croatian avant-garde movement and a pioneer of expressionism in Croatian art.

“Revelation” (1919)

  • Artist: Vilko Gecan (1894–1973)
  • Art Style: Expressionism
  • Significance: This painting is considered one of Gecan’s most important works. It captures the tumultuous atmosphere of the post-World War I era, reflecting the widespread feelings of disillusionment and anxiety. Gecan’s use of distorted forms and stark contrasts in the painting conveys a sense of inner turmoil and societal upheaval.

Gecan was deeply influenced by the events of World War I, and “Revelation” is a powerful representation of the emotional and psychological aftermath of the war. The painting is noted for its intense emotional expression and is a key work in understanding the development of modern art in Croatia.

Revelation 19:19

Then I saw the beast and the kings of the earth and their armies gathered together to wage war against the rider on the horse and his army.

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DATE: June 15th, 2024

TIME: 9:00 AM PACIFIC

Always faithful to you

Fight for your people and colors of your home
Bring victory, God is with us today
Let the bells ring
Let the wave on the sea foam
When you hear the anthem fight for Vukovar
And say ooooo (ooooo)
Even louder, ooooo (ooooo)
And say, my God (my God)
These are your people (your people!)

Ref.
Always faithful to you, our morning star
Always faithful to you, our burning desire
Always faithful to you, our proud tear

Let the mountains shake
Let the ground tremble
Let the hawk fly up over the clouds
Let the bells ring
Let the wave on the sea foam
With the Storm in our hearts, it’s our sacred thing
And say ooooo (ooooo)
Even louder, ooooo (ooooo)
And say, my God (my God)
These are your people (your people!)

Ref.

Remember the glory days,Zrinski, Frankopan,
The ones who have fallen,
And given their lives,
The mown down youth,
The spilled blood,How the thorns sting
On the road to freedomooooo (ooooo)
Even louder, ooooo (ooooo)
And say, my God (my God)
These are your people (your people!)

Ref.

Morning star
Proud tear

Jozo Behind Enemy Lines

Nothing’s gonna change my nation…not Jared Leto & his cult. Not Brad Pitt’s resort where we are slaves serving ice cream to the rich.

Re: M.P. Thompson’s lyrics on English


LET NO ONE TOUCH INTO MY LITTLE PART OF THE UNIVERSE (Neka nitko ne dira u moj mali dio svemira)

East, West, everyone defends their own,
But I am must not that what is mine
Sice forever.
My only world.

Only because of that, they say I am a fascist,
And I never wanted anything someone else’s,
Only her,
Free country.

I live peacefully proud of my own,
Even though not always everything’s my way.

I am attacked by those servile penman,
As if thej were the ones who protected villages.
Mice,
Crawling out of their holes now!

Oh, how their faces become vampire-like
When our checkered banner unfurled flies.
Saintly flag.

I live peacefully proud of my own,
Even though not always everything’s my way.

Let it be heard, let it be known,
Let the banner fly,
Let no one touch
My little piece of the universe.

They lie in the ether, deluding people,
As if it was nothing they judge the just.
Of course I am guilty,
But only because I exist!

Patriotism they pronounced for fascism,
That’s how they defend their communism.
Flimsy demagogy!

I live peacefully proud of my own,
Even though not always everything’s my way.

Let it be heard, let it be known,
Let the banner fly,
Let no one touch
My little piece of the universe.

IN HOC SIGNO VINCES

IN HOC SIGNO VINCES (IN THIS SIGN YOU SHALL CONQUER)

In AD 312, the Roman Empire is up for grabs. Its previous emperor, Diocletian, divided the realm between two senior and two junior emperors, but the complex arrangement has collapsed. The successors are at one another’s throats. Young general Constantine, son of Constantius, one of Diocletian’s co-emperors, has military successes under his belt, but now he faces a formidable veteran with a larger army and a better strategic position. What shall he do?

Constantine realizes that he needs help from a power greater than himself, but who or what? He has his doubts about the traditional Roman gods. He prays earnestly that the true God, whoever that may be, will “reveal to him who he is, and stretch forth his right hand to help him.”

He does not know it yet, but that prayer will change the course of Christian history as well as of western civilization. Later he will tell his friend Bishop Eusebius the incredible story of that hour. When Eusebius reports it in his history, he admits it is hard to believe.

What happens that is so hard to believe? Constantine suddenly sees a bright cross of light emblazoned against the noonday sky and upon it the inscription: “In hoc signo vinces” —“In this Sign Conquer.”

It brings Constantine the assurance he needs. He accepts this as the answer to his prayer and orders his soldiers to inscribe crosses on their shields. Encouraged by his vision in the heavens, he hurls his troops against his rival Maxentius at Rome’s Milvian Bridge. Surprisingly, Constantine is victorious. Maxentius is among those who drown in the Tiber.

Afterward Constantine does not forget to whom he owes his victory. For close to two hundred and fifty years, since AD 64 when Nero initiated violence against it, the Christian church has been a persecuted minority in Roman lands. Only a few years earlier, between 303 and 311, it suffered through Diocletian’s savage “Great Persecution.” Now Constantine issues orders that the Christian church is to be tolerated just as other religions are. Although he does not make Christianity the official religion of the empire, Constantine bestows favor on it, builds places of worship for Christians, and presides over the first general church council. He becomes the first emperor to embrace Christianity and will be baptized on his death bed—waiting so late for fear his duties as emperor might cause him to sin after he receives the solemn rite, blotting out its efficacy.

Writing Constantine’s biography, Eusebius will describe him as God’s gift to a suffering church. His Greek account will give the quote simply as “Conquer by this.”

For the first time in its short history, the church can worship and grow without constant fear of deadly persecution.

—Dan Graves