"" You can tell the spring: I hope you come soon and that you retain a lot. One can only say: Come, bless me with your hope and stay longer you can. "- Paulo Coelho
Stand up, it's spring even if you are playing hide and seek:))
"" You can tell the spring: I hope you come soon and that you retain a lot. One can only say: Come, bless me with your hope and stay longer you can. "- Paulo Coelho
Stand up, it's spring even if you are playing hide and seek:))
Perhaps the spiral on the foot, so that every time I look at it and that, deep down is a damnation. This constant ebb and flow. Change, stop, continue, to be reborn.
The fear of the leap of faith, this leap of faith that in my case is the tale of 'the wolf the wolf now.
hundred thousand jumps into the void in my life, landing a few decent, smashed bones, most of the time.
I take it and jump into the void. And rarely look back. Even just trying to turn head gives me a lump in my throat, feeling the decisive mistake, error.
do not want it and I do not, and it is not too much consistency.
My body asks me to be projected slightly forward, always.
Even if you do not have to jump, it is important not to be pushed back.
The important thing is yes, remember, in my opinion, but with determination.
Remember that it was and now it is different now so, maybe so, certainly so.
All that is before it is beautiful, by default. But perhaps
My mission is to try to rationalize their real essence, look forward and try to anchor to build something much better.
Perhaps the spiral on the foot, so that every time I look at it and that, deep down is a damnation. This constant ebb and flow. Change, stop, continue, to be reborn.
The fear of the leap of faith, this leap of faith that in my case is the tale of 'the wolf the wolf now.
hundred thousand jumps into the void in my life, landing a few decent, smashed bones, most of the time.
I take it and jump into the void. And rarely look back. Even just trying to turn head gives me a lump in my throat, feeling the decisive mistake, error.
do not want it and I do not, and it is not too much consistency.
My body asks me to be projected slightly forward, always.
Even if you do not have to jump, it is important not to be pushed back.
The important thing is yes, remember, in my opinion, but with determination.
Remember that it was and now it is different now so, maybe so, certainly so.
All that is before it is beautiful, by default. But perhaps
My mission is to try to rationalize their real essence, look forward and try to anchor to build something much better.
If I could do a statistic on how many times I found myself on this blog post topics other than I had planned at the start, I'd definitely around 70-75% Today is no exception. I just finished watching the movie "Prime", and like every time I see Uma Thurman, I begin my analysis, which later had to be precisely the topic of this post.
No, no biography. No, no declaration of love (???) to be an actress. The fact is that I think Uma Thurman is the apotheosis of the beauty of details. I learned hard, almost angular face, combined with the undoubted skill of the talented directors of photography, are able to appreciate an expression, a smile, a glance, a shadow fell on his cheek almost by accident (just look at the poster above here: you would not want to move your fingers from the chin to cheekbone and from there to neck and hair? Daaai not lie!). Are those things - the details - that make the normal special, extraordinary and special. In all things, not only from the aesthetic point of view ... Although, I challenge all those who are reading certainly have had the good fortune of being abducted by even one special moment, one second of surprise, a breath of surprise. And for those who have not yet tried this, I hope you remember my words when it's going to happen: I will give right!
The film is beautiful. Ben Younger, writer and director, did a great job in finding the key to enter into a comedy that is never banal the most innocent and cruel message: love alone is not enough. And it has indeed created a story-story that leads into a parallel world to smile at least until the end of Rafi / Uma Thurman, on the song "I Wish You Love" on the cover of Rachael Yamagata. I could not embed the YouTube, but you can find below the link:
My breaking heart and I agree That You and I Could Never Be I know with my best my very best
sets you free I wish you shelter from the storm a cozy fire to keep you warm But Most Of All When snowflakes fall I wish you love
arrival of the scene final is the time to nod, to calm the anxiety, though - while humming this song for who knows how I will in the head - even now it's all here :-) arrhythmia The song wishes love, I prefer to wish heartbeat, for anyone who appreciates the details.
If I could do a statistic on how many times I found myself on this blog post topics other than I had planned at the start, I'd definitely around 70-75% Today is no exception. I just finished watching the movie "Prime", and like every time I see Uma Thurman, I begin my analysis, which later had to be precisely the topic of this post.
No, no biography. No, no declaration of love (???) to be an actress. The fact is that I think Uma Thurman is the apotheosis of the beauty of details. I learned hard, almost angular face, combined with the undoubted skill of the talented directors of photography, are able to appreciate an expression, a smile, a glance, a shadow fell on his cheek almost by accident (just look at the poster above here: you would not want to move your fingers from the chin to cheekbone and from there to neck and hair? Daaai not lie!). Are those things - the details - that make the normal special, extraordinary and special. In all things, not only from the aesthetic point of view ... Although, I challenge all those who are reading certainly have had the good fortune of being abducted by even one special moment, one second of surprise, a breath of surprise. And for those who have not yet tried this, I hope you remember my words when it's going to happen: I will give right!
The film is beautiful. Ben Younger, writer and director, did a great job in finding the key to enter into a comedy that is never banal the most innocent and cruel message: love alone is not enough. And it has indeed created a story-story that leads into a parallel world to smile at least until the end of Rafi / Uma Thurman, on the song "I Wish You Love" on the cover of Rachael Yamagata. I could not embed the YouTube, but you can find below the link:
My breaking heart and I agree That You and I Could Never Be I know with my best my very best
sets you free I wish you shelter from the storm a cozy fire to keep you warm But Most Of All When snowflakes fall I wish you love
arrival of the scene final is the time to nod, to calm the anxiety, though - while humming this song for who knows how I will in the head - even now it's all here :-) arrhythmia The song wishes love, I prefer to wish heartbeat, for anyone who appreciates the details.
The National Anthem (Himnusz): The text came from the pen of Ferenc Kölcsey, while the music was composed by Ferenc Erkel (1844).
The words of Hungarian are unusual for the genre, because it addressed a prayer to God Instead of celebrating national pride, begins with the words Isten, áldd meg a magyart "( God Bless the Hungarians ). We had a really sad story. The memory of the great March 15, 1848 (revolution and war of independence) has given us more strength and courage in tough times. It is the deepest national holiday in Hungary.
HIMNUSZ
(poetry translation)
1, Verse God Bless the Magiar, in great and good humor, about him stretch out your hand, if fight the invader. Doom who suffered at last year Enjoy the best already atoned Magiar bitter grief of the history.
2nd Verse
De'Carpazi guided them to the sacred soil of our troop, Thank You found home The nation of Bendegúz. Where the waves roll
Danube and Tisza, the gallant sons thrive
the leader Árpád.
3rd Verse of Cumana on land rich do Messi flowers, sweet nectar
You give the vines of Tokaj. Our banner stormed the trenches degl'Ottoman Vienna also suffered from shame sire Mattia.
Verse 4 ° For though our sins, Your heart of anger burned, And Your lightning darted from Tue thunderous clouds. Pria the Mongol invaders With his darts Then we flashed the yoke of the vile Turks shoulders weighed down there.
Verse 5 ° How often sounded The paean of Ottoman Above pile of bones of our troops win! How many times your children turns against you, 'And you , home, For the ashes urn were you them.
Verse 6 ° Arm hid But the sword the Stan
While trying not found a refuge in his country. mountains and valleys across Still in the grip of fear, At his feet only blood While the sky burns.
Verse 7 ° Where one day there was a way, ruins are at the present day, where he was Gaietà Now there are only complaints'. never blossomed freedom From the blood of 'dead, alas. Tears of slavery
Versari orphans always happy.
Verse 8 ° God have mercy on us the dangers in the grip of every hour, stretch out your hand About us On a sea of \u200b\u200bpain, who underwent Doom Enjoy best at last year already Magiar atoned the bitter sorrow of the history. Traduzca
The National Anthem (Himnusz): The text came from the pen of Ferenc Kölcsey, while the music was composed by Ferenc Erkel (1844).
The words of Hungarian are unusual for the genre, because it addressed a prayer to God Instead of celebrating national pride, begins with the words Isten, áldd meg a magyart "( God Bless the Hungarians ). We had a really sad story. The memory of the great March 15, 1848 (revolution and war of independence) has given us more strength and courage in tough times. It is the deepest national holiday in Hungary.
HIMNUSZ
(poetry translation)
1, Verse God Bless the Magiar, in great and good humor, about him stretch out your hand, if fight the invader. Doom who suffered at last year Enjoy the best already atoned Magiar bitter grief of the history.
2nd Verse
De'Carpazi guided them to the sacred soil of our troop, Thank You found home The nation of Bendegúz. Where the waves roll
Danube and Tisza, the gallant sons thrive
the leader Árpád.
3rd Verse of Cumana on land rich do Messi flowers, sweet nectar
You give the vines of Tokaj. Our banner stormed the trenches degl'Ottoman Vienna also suffered from shame sire Mattia.
Verse 4 ° For though our sins, Your heart of anger burned, And Your lightning darted from Tue thunderous clouds. Pria the Mongol invaders With his darts Then we flashed the yoke of the vile Turks shoulders weighed down there.
Verse 5 ° How often sounded The paean of Ottoman Above pile of bones of our troops win! How many times your children turns against you, 'And you , home, For the ashes urn were you them.
Verse 6 ° Arm hid But the sword the Stan
While trying not found a refuge in his country. mountains and valleys across Still in the grip of fear, At his feet only blood While the sky burns.
Verse 7 ° Where one day there was a way, ruins are at the present day, where he was Gaietà Now there are only complaints'. never blossomed freedom From the blood of 'dead, alas. Tears of slavery
Versari orphans always happy.
Verse 8 ° God have mercy on us the dangers in the grip of every hour, stretch out your hand About us On a sea of \u200b\u200bpain, who underwent Doom Enjoy best at last year already Magiar atoned the bitter sorrow of the history. Traduzca
begin to link to images and sounds together. I start to have memories that are not to forget that pain is not pure.
Start connecting songs and moments that I live with a person who seems to have thousands of shades that appeal to my radical black and white.
The same person who decided tonight to make me listen to Bon Iver, preventing me from falling asleep. And I am grateful.
I back my friends, almost everyone.
One of the most important one is a bit 'lost his way and I think it is still a lump in my throat, but I decided to listen to another important friend.
(A friend who will be hard to bear, with its constantly be right, if you do not like it because of that.)
I also decided that, basically, I never give me totally wrong.
The degree of pain that I can try, realizing that he had given too much wrong person, it never comes close to the desolation of the void that remains in my place.
And I say, for the first time in my life, filled with immodesty.
Perhaps Laura is right in saying that I write as if I used a filter, because I would like to avoid having to sometimes of having to explain in words.
Why would some people like to tell me, have started to understand me without having to receive an explanation.
I like that everything is going in a direction that is just in front of me.
And I also like that there is going slowly.
If I could, sometimes it slows down this time Moreover, because there are emotions that I feel are worth being lived quietly intense.
I have no reason to run, I will not go anywhere.
The life line on my hand is divided into two. I'd like you meant just that I live now. Why do I feel I have thought enough about my mistakes and those of others, I feel I have grown a lot in the last year.
By the way my metabolism this growth is creating many problems.
Have you noticed as you lose weight easily from 26 years onwards? ... :)
I wish I could say that everything starts now.
And I would still say, however, often.
To remind me that I do not have time to look back with too much bitterness, what's back is clouded by the fact that they only remember what I live now is almost breath.
"I'll leave the luggage of all your lives behind
'cause I am bigger than Everything That Came Before ..."
begin to link to images and sounds together. I start to have memories that are not to forget that pain is not pure.
Start connecting songs and moments that I live with a person who seems to have thousands of shades that appeal to my radical black and white.
The same person who decided tonight to make me listen to Bon Iver, preventing me from falling asleep. And I am grateful.
I back my friends, almost everyone.
One of the most important one is a bit 'lost his way and I think it is still a lump in my throat, but I decided to listen to another important friend.
(A friend who will be hard to bear, with its constantly be right, if you do not like it because of that.)
I also decided that, basically, I never give me totally wrong.
The degree of pain that I can try, realizing that he had given too much wrong person, it never comes close to the desolation of the void that remains in my place.
And I say, for the first time in my life, filled with immodesty.
Perhaps Laura is right in saying that I write as if I used a filter, because I would like to avoid having to sometimes of having to explain in words.
Why would some people like to tell me, have started to understand me without having to receive an explanation.
I like that everything is going in a direction that is just in front of me.
And I also like that there is going slowly.
If I could, sometimes it slows down this time Moreover, because there are emotions that I feel are worth being lived quietly intense.
I have no reason to run, I will not go anywhere.
The life line on my hand is divided into two. I'd like you meant just that I live now. Why do I feel I have thought enough about my mistakes and those of others, I feel I have grown a lot in the last year.
By the way my metabolism this growth is creating many problems.
Have you noticed as you lose weight easily from 26 years onwards? ... :)
I wish I could say that everything starts now.
And I would still say, however, often.
To remind me that I do not have time to look back with too much bitterness, what's back is clouded by the fact that they only remember what I live now is almost breath.
"I'll leave the luggage of all your lives behind
'cause I am bigger than Everything That Came Before ..."
One Saturday in which I work. But it weighs on me relatively.
The dog is asleep on my feet, pencil chanel is not removed in any way, I rub my eyes but not sadness, it's just a pencil.
Listening:
There are people who make mistakes and do not see their error even when you find it straight before his eyes. Are the same people who criticize other's mistakes. The usual practice to
Ergani you on a pedestal and tell the deeds of others with grotesque irony and cynical smile. Grotesque because, in reality, what their friends are critical in perfectly reflects the way they are.
E 'presumption that they care about. They are never wrong. At best you that you understand evil.
The truth is that we are all crap, without exception. We all make mistakes. All we act out of selfishness. All we put ourselves first.
It 's a real effort of the stomach to accept it was wrong.
's disgusting to look in the mirror and understand that they face the error. Feel bad about how little else, but we can only forgive us. And shrugging his shoulders and his eyes to heaven. But deep, going down. Acceptable to the shit we are, because we are not good, we are not good. There is no reason cause to justify certain actions. We made because we are horrible.
So, no Catholic heritage, just to go on leave the past completely behind us, we should forgive.
for any action taken without it being fully shared by the entire body.
One Saturday in which I work. But it weighs on me relatively.
The dog is asleep on my feet, pencil chanel is not removed in any way, I rub my eyes but not sadness, it's just a pencil.
Listening:
There are people who make mistakes and do not see their error even when you find it straight before his eyes. Are the same people who criticize other's mistakes. The usual practice to
Ergani you on a pedestal and tell the deeds of others with grotesque irony and cynical smile. Grotesque because, in reality, what their friends are critical in perfectly reflects the way they are.
E 'presumption that they care about. They are never wrong. At best you that you understand evil.
The truth is that we are all crap, without exception. We all make mistakes. All we act out of selfishness. All we put ourselves first.
It 's a real effort of the stomach to accept it was wrong.
's disgusting to look in the mirror and understand that they face the error. Feel bad about how little else, but we can only forgive us. And shrugging his shoulders and his eyes to heaven. But deep, going down. Acceptable to the shit we are, because we are not good, we are not good. There is no reason cause to justify certain actions. We made because we are horrible.
So, no Catholic heritage, just to go on leave the past completely behind us, we should forgive.
for any action taken without it being fully shared by the entire body.
The lake once again closely. Nature is to awaken even if you do not see a lot:))
Yesterday, after the long winter days, we have the courage to go out into the garden. It was not very hot (80-10 degrees) but it was a joy to be outdoors. G. began to prune the trees, but I would manure the grass. I bring a gift, "the smell" of nature.
The lake once again closely. Nature is to awaken even if you do not see a lot:))
Yesterday, after the long winter days, we have the courage to go out into the garden. It was not very hot (80-10 degrees) but it was a joy to be outdoors. G. began to prune the trees, but I would manure the grass. I bring a gift, "the smell" of nature.
I'd wanted to go to sleep at least half an hour ago, so I'm tired.
But I'm too tired. That fatigue does not really physical, he can not let you sleep.
I'm sitting on my couch, alone and look around as I write. I look at the pictures, the mirror, the turntable. I think I should buy a better turntable. So I have to change the sheets to the bed, I'll do tomorrow. Things change with frightening speed. Not at all prepared, but it happens. They are tattooed with symbols of continuity and change. I have a spiral and a Celtic knot, a reminder that you are born again and that is strong, I have lotus flowers that bloom from faded, I recall how life works. Yet I always wonder how much of my brain, put in the safe very often, it is preserved from falling apart in front of my nervous system changes that decentralization is not tolerated at all.
And so yes, I have a safe in the brain.
We've got it all, I suppose.
In this case, my, I'm walking slowly in front of new situations, it makes me look cool and uninterested. Detached. It makes me think I'd better wait to be sure that any little thing, sometimes I would have control of everything.
But we can not control anything or anyone.
Can we trust only ourselves, and no one else.
We can hope, but hope is useless, leaving you in limbo and does not make you better.
We just wanted to try to understand what, we need to fix, smooth, highlight, determine.
We breathe every first sign of imbalance, reasoning that depends only on us, and listen again at ease, even when standing up.
"... I like you, and you can like a person if she did not like it. The only people that I'm worried I do not like are those that because they hate so much that they do not allow anyone to love them. "
I'd wanted to go to sleep at least half an hour ago, so I'm tired.
But I'm too tired. That fatigue does not really physical, he can not let you sleep.
I'm sitting on my couch, alone and look around as I write. I look at the pictures, the mirror, the turntable. I think I should buy a better turntable. So I have to change the sheets to the bed, I'll do tomorrow. Things change with frightening speed. Not at all prepared, but it happens. They are tattooed with symbols of continuity and change. I have a spiral and a Celtic knot, a reminder that you are born again and that is strong, I have lotus flowers that bloom from faded, I recall how life works. Yet I always wonder how much of my brain, put in the safe very often, it is preserved from falling apart in front of my nervous system changes that decentralization is not tolerated at all.
And so yes, I have a safe in the brain.
We've got it all, I suppose.
In this case, my, I'm walking slowly in front of new situations, it makes me look cool and uninterested. Detached. It makes me think I'd better wait to be sure that any little thing, sometimes I would have control of everything.
But we can not control anything or anyone.
Can we trust only ourselves, and no one else.
We can hope, but hope is useless, leaving you in limbo and does not make you better.
We just wanted to try to understand what, we need to fix, smooth, highlight, determine.
We breathe every first sign of imbalance, reasoning that depends only on us, and listen again at ease, even when standing up.
"... I like you, and you can like a person if she did not like it. The only people that I'm worried I do not like are those that because they hate so much that they do not allow anyone to love them. "
What when you're happy on the one hand, and on the other you're angry with life?
What happens is that as you try to enjoy those moments that you live, that you love, there is always a part of you with his feet on the ground, which makes you feel less involved, less free to let go.
When you discover that everything is going as it should not go on the one hand ...
and the other side is all exactly as he wanted, as you imagine, it's as if you were divided into two distinct parts.
Some rational, the irrational.
The point is that I am grateful for what live beautiful. I can not be totally resigned to the evil that comes every time, because frankly a minimum of force to combat this I feel I also resent.
recognize rationally that I feel I have this power because of the irrational part of me, perhaps for the first time would stand in front of everything, forget what is wrong and that does not work on me.
And to think that every symptom of fatigue, are basically just tired.
think that any tremor, I just cold.
And he wants to think so because yesterday was more communicative experienced the embrace of his life and wishes to live its still many.
What when you're happy on the one hand, and on the other you're angry with life?
What happens is that as you try to enjoy those moments that you live, that you love, there is always a part of you with his feet on the ground, which makes you feel less involved, less free to let go.
When you discover that everything is going as it should not go on the one hand ...
and the other side is all exactly as he wanted, as you imagine, it's as if you were divided into two distinct parts.
Some rational, the irrational.
The point is that I am grateful for what live beautiful. I can not be totally resigned to the evil that comes every time, because frankly a minimum of force to combat this I feel I also resent.
recognize rationally that I feel I have this power because of the irrational part of me, perhaps for the first time would stand in front of everything, forget what is wrong and that does not work on me.
And to think that every symptom of fatigue, are basically just tired.
think that any tremor, I just cold.
And he wants to think so because yesterday was more communicative experienced the embrace of his life and wishes to live its still many.
