tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76913076205557088412024-03-05T09:24:57.669+01:00Isra`s BlogБезответная любовь не унижает человека, а возвышает егоRion Cranehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12833937742639204227noreply@blogger.comBlogger282125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691307620555708841.post-53758141145275939272015-06-28T21:07:00.001+02:002015-06-28T21:07:32.202+02:00Again another dream in a dream...From what I remember it started again, like all other dreams, suddenly in a place that I remember like normal, with memories and this feeling I was living there all my life...<br />
Usually my brain takes rooms or light memory from places I was really living in before at some point in my life, this time was my home in Bolivia, close to big windows we had, but the place overall was different, more destroyed and old, like I had more age than I have now, and maybe I was talking with someone I don't know, but I was sleepy in my dreams, and then suddenly again in another place...<br />
This time was another place, with again, another memories and even another body, I was more wide, maybe fat maybe, and I was in my flat at university, exactly in the bathroom, and it's very weird but I was looking at me in the mirror and I couldn't recognise me, a wide guy with a different face, I think my brain just took my memories from me watching in the mirror and didn't match the memories from who ever I was dreaming.<br />
So for a second I said, wait.. this is not me, this have to be a dream, it must be a dream, so I went out of the bathroom and walk in the corridor, there was plenty of people I've never seen, suddenly I felt like that guy's memory went out from me and it was me, not him, people looked at me like what's happening? and I was convinced it was a dream so I said them, this is a dream, I wanted to walk faster but I couldn't, I was saying again and again this is a dream, I can do what I want, and so I went against a wall and passed through the wall.<br />
but still I couldn't walk fast, I felt my body very heavy, it was like my brain didn't wanted me to do whatever. There was a little girl, and some how I knew she could understand, I wanted to run to her but my brain was against it, and when I got closer I woke up in the other dream, where I was old...<br />
Again in this first dream, I had the memory from the deeper dream and I was confused, because I was looking around and everything was familiar to me, I saw a TV, old but flat TV, more square than wide like now, and I could remember when I bought it and all the other things around me...<br />
But when I said to my self, is this a dream too? my brain just woke me up.<br />
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My brain is the only one that really knows what scares me or my deepest fears, and I think some times it shows me that so I move or something, but it tried so many times that I got use to it and now I feel normal in my nightmares.<br />
What I can't really explain is how do I have memories of other lives?<br />
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And now I'm sitting next to the window, looking to the moon, and some how it feels strange, like I had memories where there was no moon and now it just feels incredible, and also very big...Israhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16090887211787763000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691307620555708841.post-71990450014279413992015-02-02T21:24:00.000+01:002015-02-02T21:24:06.658+01:00Piece by Piece - Strata<br />
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<div class="verse" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: proxnov-reg, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">
I found these plastic parts and wires<br />
Let's split me open at the seams<br />
And rip out everything inside<br />
Make room for all these new machines</div>
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Sew me up and pray that I survive<br />
A brand new me<br />
Piece by piece</div>
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Stay here and watch me bleed<br />
Watch me bleed<br />
It's a brand new me<br />
Piece by piece</div>
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I'll leave a black tear in the sky<br />
To help you remember what you've seen<br />
And then I'll set this place on fire<br />
Just break and burn down everything</div>
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I'm made of plastic parts and wires now<br />
I won't feel anything<br />
Start the countdown<br />
Just make me fall asleep</div>
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Stay here and watch me bleed<br />
Watch me bleed<br />
It's a brand new me<br />
Piece by piece, piece by piece</div>
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My flesh, my bones, my blood<br />
They hold my hate, my love<br />
They hold my hate, my pain<br />
Just take a breath and walk away</div>
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Stay here and watch me bleed<br />
Watch me bleed<br />
It's a brand new me<br />
Piece by, piece by, piece by, piece by piece</div>
<span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: proxnov-reg, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /></span>Israhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16090887211787763000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691307620555708841.post-46766251495779233842015-01-02T16:14:00.000+01:002015-01-02T16:14:39.736+01:00No lo sabía pero soy también una persona inhibidapor causalidad vi una pregunta sobre conducta social que me describía y tirando un poco del hilo encontré un pdf que me describe en un 90%<br />
http://www.cop.es/colegiados/PV00520/HS_1%C2%AA%20sesion.pdf<br />
por lo que he decidido escribir aquí alguno de los puntos que me parecieron más importantes para mi, para recordarlos:<br />
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SUPUESTO ERRONEO<br />
1- Es ser egoísta<br />
anteponer las<br />
necesidades propias a<br />
las de los demás.<br />
2. Es vergonzoso<br />
cometer errores.<br />
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DERECHO ASERTIVO<br />
1- Algunas veces tenemos<br />
derecho a ser los<br />
primeros.<br />
2- Tenemos derecho a<br />
cometer errores y a no<br />
avergonzarnos por ello.<br />
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SUPUESTO ERRONEO<br />
3- Si no convencemos a<br />
los demás de nuestros<br />
sentimientos, estaremos<br />
equivocados.<br />
4- Hay que acatar los<br />
puntos de vista de los<br />
demás.<br />
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DERECHO ASERTIVO<br />
3- Tenemos derecho a ser<br />
el juez ultimo de<br />
nuestros sentimientos.<br />
4. Tenemos derecho a<br />
tener nuestras propias<br />
opiniones.<br />
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SUPUESTO ERRONEO<br />
5- Hay que intentar ser<br />
siempre lógico y<br />
consecuente.<br />
6- Hay que ser flexible y<br />
adaptarse<br />
7- No hay que interrumpir<br />
nunca a la gente.<br />
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DERECHO ASERTIVO<br />
5- Tenemos derecho de<br />
cambiar de idea o de<br />
línea de acción.<br />
6- Tenemos derecho a la<br />
crítica y a protestar por<br />
un trato injusto.<br />
7- Tenemos derecho a<br />
interrumpir para pedir<br />
una aclaración.<br />
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SUPUESTO ERRONEO<br />
8- Las cosas podrían ser<br />
aun peores. No hay que<br />
tentar a la suerte.<br />
9- No hay que hacer<br />
perder a los demás su<br />
tiempo con los<br />
problemas de uno.<br />
10- A la gente no le gusta<br />
escuchar quejas, es<br />
mejor guardárselas.<br />
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DERECHO ASERTIVO<br />
8- Tenemos derecho de<br />
intentar un cambio.<br />
9- Tenemos derecho a<br />
pedir ayuda o apoyo<br />
emocional.<br />
10- Tenemos derecho a<br />
sentir y expresar dolor.<br />
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SUPUESTO ERRONEO<br />
11- Cuando alguien te da<br />
un consejo es mejor<br />
seguirlo, porque suele<br />
tener razón.<br />
12- Hay que ser humilde<br />
ante los halagos.<br />
13- Hay que intentar<br />
adaptarse a los demás.<br />
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DERECHO ASERTIVO<br />
11- Tenemos derecho a<br />
no tener en cuenta los<br />
consejos de los demás.<br />
12- Tenemos derecho a<br />
recibir reconocimiento<br />
explícito.<br />
13- Tenemos derecho a<br />
decir “no”.<br />
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SUPUESTO ERRONEO<br />
14- No hay que ser<br />
antisocial, los demás<br />
pensarán que no te<br />
gustan.<br />
15- Hay que tener siempre<br />
una buena razón para<br />
todo lo que se hace.<br />
16- Cuando alguien tiene<br />
un problema, hay que<br />
ayudarle.<br />
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DERECHO ASERTIVO<br />
14- Tenemos derecho a<br />
estar solos, aunque los<br />
demás deseen nuestra<br />
compañía.<br />
15- Tenemos derecho a<br />
no justificarnos ante los<br />
demás.<br />
16- Tenemos derecho de<br />
no responsabilizarnos<br />
de los problemas de los<br />
demás.<br />
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SUPUESTO ERRONEO<br />
17- hay que ser sensibles<br />
a las necesidades y<br />
deseos de los demás.<br />
18- Hay que ver siempre<br />
el lado bueno.<br />
19- Si alguien hace una<br />
pregunta hay que darle<br />
una respuesta.<br />
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DERECHO ASERTIVO<br />
17- tenemos derecho a no<br />
anticiparnos a las<br />
necesidades de los<br />
demás.<br />
18-Tenemos derecho a no<br />
estar pendientes de la<br />
buena voluntad de los<br />
demás.<br />
19- Tenemos derecho a<br />
responder, o a no<br />
hacerloIsrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16090887211787763000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691307620555708841.post-49779482546317724452014-11-22T09:48:00.002+01:002014-11-22T09:48:27.664+01:00Love and sexualityThis is a translation of an <a href="http://isratonight.blogspot.de/2011/07/amor-y-sexualidad.html">old post </a>I made in Spanish some time ago.<br />
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This are some quotes that I took really serious from a text of (Enrique Rojas) form when I was in the school, before throwing all that papers I wanted to save some details and this is one of them.<br />
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The first big confusion is to identify love and sex. to any sporadic sex we apply the name of love like nothing.<br />Human love is a feeling of approval and affirmation of the other, through which life takes a new dimension.<br />What's to love someone? what does it means?<br />To love another person is to wish her/him the best, look after for her/him, treat her/him in a exceptional way, bring her/him the best that is around us.<br />L'amour est par excellence ce qui fait être <br />(Love is the most highest reason that makes exist)<br />To love another person is to want her/him to be free.<br />Help her/him to bring out the best that is inside her/him and make her/him feel happy, joyful, enjoying/tasting all positive that surrounds and goes through the existence.<br />All authentic love involves a desire for absolute.<br />if the essence of love is to be glad with her/him, abandone your self into her/him, then in a sexual relation without authentic love, one is only looking for his/her self and tends to isolate her/his self from the other.<br />True love makes more human to men, transforms the past and illuminates the future, it's a synthesis of physical, psychological and spiritual ingredients.</blockquote>
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Israhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16090887211787763000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691307620555708841.post-63913527742050188312014-09-07T02:45:00.003+02:002014-09-07T02:45:51.838+02:00Memories of the futureHave you ever woke up and feel like you just save the world? or it was just a dream? how do you know? how anybody would know if you and more people were fighting for changing the future in a certain point in the past? and does it really matter?<br />
I had several dreams, so real that I could steel feel a glass in my hand or the taste of a food when I woke up, so real that I had dreams inside my dreams, memories from other life, from other people, other places, everything as real as my own memories.<br />
When I was younger I was dreaming a lot, some times it took me 5 seconds to remember who I am, where I am and when is it; I remember the face of my ex girlfriend once when I woke up and I couldn't recognise her for some seconds, I had in that moment totally another memory, from a life far away from here, in other language, other age, other body, and suddenly all of that information just disappear from my head in seconds.<br />
But some times no, some times, when the dream is interrupted and I jump to this reality I can remember for some seconds part of that dream, and sometimes I can't forget it that easy because all the feelings and sensations were still there, so strong and real that I couldn't just say it was a dream.<br />
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Today I woke up and in my head was only one feeling, and it's so unusual and hard to explain that I can only compare it with the feeling of Sarah Connor in the alternative ending of Terminator:<br />
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<span style="background-color: #fcfae7; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8000001907349px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">August 29, 1997, came and went. Nothing much happened. Michael Jackson turned 40. There was no Judgment Day. People went to work as they always do. Laughed, complained, watched TV, made love.<b> I wanted to run to through the street yelling to grab them all and say, "Every day from this day on is a gift. Use it well."</b> Instead, I got drunk. That was 30 years ago. But the dark future which never came still exists for me. And it always will, like the traces of a dream. John fights the way differently than it was foretold. Here, on the battlefield of the Senate his weapons are common sense and hope.</span></blockquote>
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<span style="background-color: #fcfae7; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8000001907349px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">The luxury of hope was given to me by the Terminator. Because if a machine can learn the value of human life, maybe we can too.</span> </blockquote>
More than a feeling, it's kind of a sickness, I imagine the biggest heroes of the world lost in some psychiatry center at some point of a time, trying to convince the world to enjoy their lives.<br />
But you have to have a hard brain, you can't just jump in the time and change the future without having to asume so many things and also to not forget why you are where you are when you are.<br />
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Have you ever woke up with <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cassandra_(metaphor)">Cassandra syndrome</a>? Well I woke up with a memory of my self, or at least part of it, where I was physically and mentally different, in a quite different life than mine, this is what the future history says:<br />
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Finally I did it, I couldn't continue like this, we came up to a point where money, power, status, and many other things doesn't matter, because at the end what matters is who you are, and I was what the society and time made of me, but I had it easy. Handsome, tall, really smart, I had it all, everyone I wanted, I was successful, but still, all of this did nothing but make my self worst, and when it came to the moment of truth, I find out that all I did wasn't enough, I needed some how to be born again and fight for it.<br />
So then I had to go to the past and change my life from even before I was born. But why not just change the path? every instant an infinite number of paths branches from the moment we are, and as there is no real time but our consciente flowing trough it, you can choose witch branch to take, but to jump between branches is not that easy, specially if the branch you want to take is far away, and in my case it was like jumping from the branch of a tree to another branch of another tree in another city. I don't even know if someone actually did it, we don't have a way to know if somebody jumped from a branch to another.<br />
Actually here we call it paths, and a lot of people wasn't that happy with their paths, so they decided to change their past to make their lives easier, and so everybody went to live the paths were they are actually happy. And much of the people came to this path, where we all are mostly happy and life is easy for everyone. So much that the only thing that became valuable is how you are, so the people who had it harder in the past became really appreciated.<br />
But how do we change the past? well time travel is different than what we thought in the past, as I said, every instant there is infinite paths created and you can't change a path it self, you just can go back an choose another, like when you take an exit in the high way. The time dimension is not unidirectional so we find out how to move energy from one point time to another, as you move a box from the floor to over the table, every change in the time dimension requires a lot of energy.<br />
But since we made the Sun-synchronous solar panels project, the energy problems in the world was solved, many other problems from the old world were solved thanks to this too. It was amazing how many people from the rich world started to help the rest of the world to reach the same level of life. They just needed to be totally free to do what they wanted, and it was to help others. A global conscience started to grow, the news changed from one day to another, people was being happy, it was beautiful...<br />
But sending energy to the past wasn't enough, as there is no way to see parallel paths as far as we know, even tough we all jump from one to another some times, as branches touches one to each other when there is some wind, we needed to send our consciences to make a change that can ensure a change in the path we want to. <br />
Our conscience is also energy, we all are energy, and we find out that actually almost everything with energy has conscience. The sun was one of the most amazing discoveries we made, conscience in scales that we can't even hear. Actually we are attached to a matter, an amount of energy at a different speed needed to maintain the structure of our conscience, it's shape defines our conscience as our conscience define it's shape, but all of this is energy.<br />
Suddenly people started to send other people's conscience to the past in order to change their paths, also a big amount of people saying that they could see parallel paths started to grow, telling you everything you wanted to hear. But wether the changes in the past were done or not, the conscience that took the new path wasn't aware of what it could be; the time travel wasn't complete.<br />
In my case I needed to make sure this information will get to me, but when?<br />
First I've send old enough people to change my past, from a very very long time before you where born, now a days this old people became also really important.<br />
If everything went ok, you where born in one of the most poor countries, and your father was choose from one of the worst, also we made several changes in your body and brain when you where about to be born, so much that it's possible our mother would die in the process. By the way, as you are thinking now, yes I'm Spanish, our mother has spanish blood, it wasn't easy to track back our roots, I've spend years and years planing this. You are suppose to be born now shorter, but not so much, uglier but ok, with some genetic issues form your father, a highest Estrogen level to make sure you don't make the same mistakes as me, and some how less smart, but this one was harder, because there is a constraint that doesn't allow us to modify a path existence. All of this have to be done in the lates states of our mother's pregnancy, so you'll be probably born at 10 or 11 months and not at 9.<br />
Your life will be hard and you'll have to really fight for all that you want, and you'll feel like you are the only one because you'll really be different than the rest.<br />
But why do you know this now? People was sending their conscience to the point they were born but then it disappears as so many cells in the body changes over the time, specially when you are a baby our brain cells start to forget and create new memories, in a really fast way. Also sending it in an early stage was useless, when we are young we don't care too much about the future and if we speak about it people will think we just watch too much movies.<br />
There is no way to make a copy of our conscience and send the copy, when a conscience is read is also destroyed, so literally we die, and what you receive is a memory, a dream, a knowledge that comes from no where, hard to explain and harder to believe.<br />
And why I'm sending this to you? because of a person, a person so incredible that made me wish I could be born again. Because I'm at the end of my life, and the moments I've spend with her was just too short, all because I'm not worth to, I had it too easy and she had it so hard, I couldn't reach her before, and when I got to show her my real me she passed away. We couldn't enjoy our lives together, and in this world, this is the only reason to exist, to love somebody.<br />
Now we have an idea about what happen after death, our energy remains, our conscience and our memories remains in our decent, it's the only way you and your beloved person can remain forever together.<br />
So then I send this to you now, with one last message, find her! don't loose your time, at this point in your life you've probably become worthy, so find her!, love her!, share your life with her, she is the best that never ever happened to you, she is worth this and several lives more. I'd do anything to see her happy again, you can't imagine how important she is, she must be happy, nothing else matters.<br />
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Also the memory says that there is no way to say this is not true, because there is infinite paths, so there is no dream untrue.<br />
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There was a lot of other details that I've forget meanwhile I was showering this morning, I shouldn't wait too long to write it, I just feel like I knew this all my life.<br />
<br />Israhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16090887211787763000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691307620555708841.post-62218215198343189242013-10-27T01:23:00.001+02:002013-10-27T01:23:55.848+02:00cómo me lo monto con mi música? <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />y para terminar puedes tener tu cuenta de google music hasta en 10 dispositivos activados, así en todos se mantiene actualizado y sincronizado, tablet, móvil, mac, pc, etc..<br /><br /><i>Que te has perdido en como bajar música u otras cosas de piratebay?</i><br /><br />Ve a <a href="http://thepiratebay.sx/">http://thepiratebay.sx/</a> pon el álbum que quieres bajar, comprueba que tenga calidad, más de 300 kbps porque si no, no vale la pena todo esto ;)<br /><br />cuando veas los resultados, dale a las letras en negro que pone SE en la penúltima columna de la derecha para ordenar la tabla por "semillas" que son la gente que dispone del archivo<br /><br />de esta forma bajará más rápido y seguramente no sea nada malo si lo tiene tanta gente compartiendo<br /><br />una vez que has visto el que te interesa le das clic y lees la descripción y los comentarios, además del tamaño para comprobar que sea coherente y no te estás bajando cosas que no son.<br /><br />antes de bajar tienes que tener instalado el programa uTorrent, luego le das al botón GET THIS TORRENT que está en verde y te aparecerá una venta diciendo que tiene que iniciar utorrent, le dices que sí, luego aceptas el torrent y se empezará a bajar.<br /><br /><i>Y ahora que es eso de agregar a la librería? </i><br /><br />Itunes guarda la música en una carpeta dentro de tu carpeta música, esta es la librería, es algo que puedes configurar en Itunes para que apunte a otra dirección, yo lo que hice fue crear una carpeta en mi disco duro externo para esta librería, luego cerrar Itunes y abrirlo pulsado la tecla alt (en mac) para que me pregunte donde está la librería, le indiqué que estaba en el disco duro y así hacer una copia de mi música allí.<br /><br />En configuración de Itunes, opciones avanzadas, le digo que mantenga la librería organizada, y que haga una copia de los archivos en librería.<br /><br />Cuando le doy a File-> add to library selecciono la carpeta del álbum que me acabo de bajar y los guarda en el disco duro, luego arreglo los detalles de la nueva incorporación para tenerlo todo bien ordenado =).<br /><br />El programa de google music se pone a trabajar porque detecta nuevas entradas, sube la música a la biblioteca de tu cuenta gmail tan ordenado como está en Itunes.<br /><br />A partir de aquí creo que ya no se puede perder uno, así que buena suerte y disfrutad de vuestra música.<br /><br />Para cualquier pregunta un comentario por aquí y os ayudo =) <br /><br />y comprad música también de vez en cuando ;)</div>
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Nowadays there is more girls who have a carrier, an engineer degree, doctorate or any other high qualification, also they have traveled a lot and met so many people, and also they are sport girls or gamers or geeks or some mix of that.<br />
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Actually sounds so nice and awesome in theory for any guy, but it's all happiness?<br />
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Recently I've been talking with this kind of awesome girls, smart, well prepared, totally independent and brave of course, and I've notice they've some kind of problem finding the right one, and this problem I think is intimidation, I think some guys need to feel they are the superman for a girl, they need to feel they control everything, that they can protect the girl and solve all her problems, some kind of old manly way of thinking but still it is a real problem nowadays.<br />
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First, I think it's about pride, when a girl have all that nice qualifications, personality and the guy looks at his self and sees nothing compared with it, then his pride hits the ground, so he has only two choices, to admire her or to think she is too far away and forget about her.<br />
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Second, I think this need to feel that they can rock your world is some old instinct written in our genes, but this time I wont make any research about it, I'm almost sure it's something about it, because it's not rational but seems to be important for some of the guys.<br />
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Third, I think it's not only about qualifications is about life experience, some guys want to discover a new world for you and they don't like the idea that you have already been in the moon, I think this problem is well showed in the movie "Chasing Amy" which I think it's a great movie and I recommend it even thinking that the end is not what I expected.<br />
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So how to solve it? well I think it's a transferring information problem, because most of this girls are smart enough to don't care about the guy's qualification or life experience, they have other reasons that we'll never understand. But the important fact is that we "the guys" don't guess that you think like that, we usually think "she is engineer, so she needs some guy with that qualification or more" or "she is professional basketball player and I don't even know the rules, she is far away from my self". So what I'm trying to say is that you need to say what are you looking from a guy, or at least what you don't care about from a guy, in case you don't know any of this two questions please don't play with guys until you find it, but you'll anyway right?<br />
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Well and in the other side, for the guys is about self confidence, and I'm not saying stop studying and become more self confident so you'll have the girl, I think it's about believing in you as a person who deserves this awesome girl, because if you are talking with her now, and everything looks friendly, probably she is interested but she doesn't even know, so if you close the door before she does you'll never know what could happen, just believe in you and try.<br />
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You still think you'll loose a friend? come on! probably it will be an awkward moment but later you'll feel better anyway, and you'll start seeing her in another way, that's more healthy for both sides.<br />
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The pride problem is something you will have to deal with, but I guess it worth the feeling when you end up with one of this girls, remember it's not a competition, you want the best for her and you are happy with what she has own, I think they're more heavy reasons.<br />
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A positive way to see this is "wake up!" if you have the chance to met one of this girls, that I'm sure they really worth it, you can take it like a challenge and improve your self to feel comfortable with a girl like that, make yourself someone who deserves her, and do it for you also :)<br />
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An independent girl is someone we all want to have but we don't know what to do if we reach one, so the problem here is not to find the perfect fit on your life to roll on, is to learn how to roll on by yourself and only then you can really share your path with other independent person as it's well shown in this great video I always recommend.<br />
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I think it's a modern kind of relationship because independent couples can have distant relation, or don't see each other fluently, or any other kind of behavior not so traditional as we have seen before.<br />
So if you are traditional maybe you have to change this in your self also, but the nice part of it is that usually we are talking about smart persons, and smart relationships are always better :)<br />
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Thank you for reading, I would like to write more but I don't want to bother you any longer so take care and best regards,<br />
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<br />Israhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16090887211787763000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691307620555708841.post-53019983063284843212013-09-10T17:10:00.000+02:002013-09-10T17:25:01.660+02:00¿Porqué los chicos son todos iguales?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Luego de leer un poco y hablar con diferentes amigas he llegado a formar mi opinión sobre este tema en concreto, por lo que recalco es solamente mi opinión y si alguien no está de acuerdo me alegraría y me encantaría escuchar su punto de vista.<br />
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Porque todos te parecen iguales? porque tu los escoges así, pero no es tu culpa, ni la de ellos, está escrito en nuestros genes, y su explicación es simple de entender.<br />
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Miles de años atrás, cuando el ser humano empezó a caminar erguido, la forma de la pelvis cambió de posición para poder mantenernos de pie, esto hizo que el espacio que los bebés humanos tenían para salir de la madre fuera menor, por lo tanto era necesario que los bebés nacieran prematuramente, dando lugar a recién nacidos totalmente dependientes en contraposición a otros animales que nacen y a los pocos segundos se ponen de pie y caminan. (<a href="http://perso.wanadoo.es/e/calipige/filo/evohu.htm">un ejemplo de fuente</a>)<br />
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De modo que esta situación obligó a las madres a cuidar de su bebé en brazos durante un promedio de 4 años (que es lo que dura un enamoramiento (<a href="http://www.eluniversal.com.mx/notas/482028.html">fuente</a>)) lo que invalidó casi totalmente a la mujer durante este periodo haciendo casi imposible para ellas cazar o adquirir alimentos sin ayudar de alguien más.<br />
Por lo tanto las que sobrevivieron fueron las que desarrollaron un instinto para distinguir entre qué hombres tienen información genética ganadora y qué hombres son buenos compañeros (posición social) y en raros casos esas dos cualidades pertenecen a un mismo hombre.<br />
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Ahora bien, la información genética que las mujeres detectan de un hombre son las que se muestran con la simetría facial, la altura, la voz, el olor corporal, etc. que les indica que sus hijos tendrán mejores posibilidades de triunfar físicamente, y a la vez también distinguen de entre los triunfadores sociales, porque esto garantiza un suministro de comida durante un largo periodo de tiempo. Aunque evidentemente esto no es igual para todo el mundo (<a href="http://www.blogseitb.com/cienciayhumanismo/2010/10/14/lo-que-buscan-las-mujeres-en-los-hombres/">fuente</a>).<br />
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Estas habilidades están escritas a fuego en los genes de toda mujer hoy en día, se han hecho estudios en donde 10 mujeres puntúan a 10 hombres por su físico con una simple foto de sus caras, más tarde se añade información económica a esas mismas fotos, dándole más dinero al más feo y menos al más guapo, una vez actualizadas las fotos se realiza la misma puntuación con otro grupo de 10 mujeres y estas últimas al ver la información económica puntúan al más feo como muy atractivo y al más guapo como poco o nada atractivo. (<a href="http://youtu.be/qfwDbyPYcMk?t=39m53s">fuente</a> empieza en el minuto 45)<br />
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También se ha demostrado que las mujeres con pareja estable coquetean más y enseñan más su cuerpo que las sin pareja, esto es debido a que una vez cubierta la necesidad de estabilidad económica/social, la mujer busca reproducirse con un hombre de información genética ganadora, y hacer que el hombre estable le ayude a criarlo. (<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b-jcBf9CuqM">fuente)</a><br />
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Todo esto viene a decir que eres joven y tu instinto te lleva a chicos con esa información genética requerida, pero no eres la única que puede detectarlo, y esta situación modifica el comportamiento de ese chico, porque se percata de que tiene mucho de donde elegir, que no tiene que preocuparse por su forma de ser o de tratar a las chicas ya que, lo que tiene le ha venido gratis, ha nacido así, no es algo que se haya currado o se lo merezca, simplemente ha caído en una posición donde se permite jugar con las opciones que luego descartará porque piensa que no están a su nivel.<br />
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Además y por si fuera poco, os atrae que os traten así, lo cual empeora la situación. (<a href="http://www.guioteca.com/amor/estudio-lo-confirma-las-mujeres-prefieren-a-los-hombres-dificiles/">fuente</a>)<br />
He escuchado muchas veces que os enamoráis de ese "chico malo" y tenéis la ilusión de cambiarlo, pero es prácticamente imposible, este tipo de chicos disfruta siendo así, y si cambia será por él mismo.<br />
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Pero no todo está perdido! hay una solución, simplemente despertar y darnos cuenta de que vivimos en el siglo XXI, no te hace falta genes increíbles para perpetuar la especie, es una orden genética anticuada, la superpoblación humana es un hecho, y seguramente no estás contemplando la idea de tener hijos ahora mismo, es más, la natalidad en los países desarrollados ha bajado muchísimo, lo que te indica claramente que gente preparada no escucha su reloj biológico o al menos no irracionalmente.<br />
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Por otro lado tampoco necesitas un hombre para mantenerte! seguramente estás estudiando una carrera y te valdrás por ti misma, serás una persona totalmente independiente, hoy en día hay muchas opciones que permiten tener hijos y trabajo. Hay muchos ejemplos de mujeres que han criado a sus hijos ellas solas.<br />
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En conclusión los factores que describe este <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qfwDbyPYcMk">muy recomendado documental </a>son solo factores biológicos a tomar en cuenta, se podrían llamar instintivos, que nos viene de miles de años atrás y ha funcionado bien en su momento, muy bien porque hemos colonizado todo el planeta entero, pero al igual que otras funciones corporales <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hieIDLLfo4I">totalmente inútiles</a> a día de hoy, estos instintos han quedado anticuados, lo mismo va para los chicos aunque somos más simples.<br />
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Lo que intento decir es que hay muchísimo más allá de las puras interacciones biológicas que sí que importan hoy en día, como la inteligencia, la personalidad, el conocimiento, el sacrificio, la responsabilidad, cosas que se consiguen por méritos propios, que desembocarían en lo que a mi me gusta llamar una relación racional, donde imperan más las razones de peso que los puramente instintivos, donde puedes estar con una persona que no te atrae sexualmente pero sí racionalmente y con el paso del tiempo convertir eso en una relación sentimental duradera, inteligente, algo más del siglo XXI que la de nuestros antepasados.<br />
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Well actually there is some little changes, it's not that painful as the first week, and I can carry more weight without suffering like in the beginning, but still I don't see too much external changes, but I have to continue working and don't let it.<br />
The first weeks the most painful exercises was abdominals and triceps, the first one because of my back, it wasn't strong enough and it was really really painful to make all the abdominals exercises, and the triceps was also hard because I didn't use it since last time I was in a gym, years ago, so it was really painful.<br />
Now the my big problem is to find more weight to lift, because I get used to the ones I have and for bulking I need some extra effort, not too much but at least as much as my body should be able to carry.<br />
I want to have a mesomorph body type, but I'm not sure witch one I am, because I see my family body type history and it's a estrange mix.<br />
And why I'm doing this? well I was looking for people with my kind of body, with my "genes", and I can see we are not made to have big muscles and a nice body shape, so I was sad with the body I have to live with, but then I said to my self NO, I'll change my genes, I know my arms can't go bigger than this but I'll work hard to do it, I want to change my genes because I didn't choose to be born like this, but I can choose who I want to be, so I'll look just like I want to.Israhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16090887211787763000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691307620555708841.post-56617534193468863962013-07-13T16:07:00.003+02:002013-07-13T16:07:17.787+02:00Brave new world<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">“The real hopeless victims of mental illness are to be found among those who appear to be most normal. "Many of them are normal because they are so well adjusted to our mode of existence, because their human voice has been silenced so early in their lives, that they do not even struggle or suffer or develop symptoms as the neurotic does." They are normal not in what may be called the absolute sense of the word; they are normal only in relation to a profoundly abnormal society. Their perfect adjustment to that abnormal society is a measure of their mental sickness. These millions of abnormally normal people, living without fuss in a society to which, if they were fully human beings, they ought not to be adjusted.” </span>Israhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16090887211787763000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691307620555708841.post-88700541928910579792013-06-08T22:21:00.001+02:002013-06-08T22:21:51.915+02:00The first day of my lifeHi, it's been a while since I wrote the last entry in my blog, is not about I didn't have nothing to write about, it's just that, I let this like more than secondary in my priority list.<br />
Well so now I'm Telecommunications Engineer, that sounds nice, I might be really happy but still I'm in believing process 'cause I don't feel special, actually what I feel is a really big need of changing my life a little bit.<br />
Now I should plan the rest of my life, and this is all about me, my decision will last over all suggestions people who cares about me can tell, and that's scary a little.<br />
You know, it's hard to release where I'm even thinking that I was since a long time ago wishing I'll be here, now, after all this study period. The sun looks the same, the food tastes the same, my body feels the same, and the world didn't change at all.<br />
At this moment I don't have any idea where I'll be, what's going to be about my life, and living like this, without plans, isn't my way of living, I always had a path to follow through.<br />
I'm scared about not doing what I want to do in my life, and that's really bad because I still don't know what I wanna do.<br />
It's also true that I have time now, I'm in my real first vacations and I should be enjoying this a lot, but I made a lot of mistakes, I've loose contact with many important people all this time, and now feels like I'm alone, is not true but it feels like, and becoming social again feels like a hard work now, and too late.<br />
Yes I've spend some time making a list about what I want to do this vacations, but still isn't that nice alone, and the most important, I want to become the man I have in my head since I was wishing to finish my studies, and that idea of me isn't that clear, because I was thinking that, maybe until that moment I'll have already another girlfriend.<br />
But come on, things happens for some reasons, and I'm totally free now to do whatever I want with my life, whatever, so let's just take the opportunities, let's keep the eyes open and hunt the best for me.<br />
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P.D. I want to write a book, but I don't know how to start, I want to make it all my style, but still I'm not that good at english to explain my self as good as I wish, so I should learn english too, I've to put that in my list too.Israhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16090887211787763000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691307620555708841.post-54583235635482955692013-03-18T11:49:00.000+01:002013-03-18T11:49:01.976+01:00Lonely my new friend
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after the first sip lonely full me with your pictures with that smile in the morning, with that pajamas that mades you more sweet if it was possible, with that way of watching that gives me life for one day, and sealed it with a warm kiss.</div>
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I see my self in the edge between let my life here or continue with it, meanwhile the clock makes my harry up, I don't like any of the two paths, while my lonely comes back and asks me what are you doing right now, and I say: enough, she don't care, she don't care if I don't go out from that door today, if I stay in the corner of the room in the floor trying to feel as tiny as the nothing, watching how the sun lights the floor in the morning, and the dust … I wish i could be one of them.</div>
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do you think she thinks on you? asks me still there standing up with the body aiming to me with the eyes calm and imperturbable, I answer no, but anyway she knows it, because my life didn't change a bit, I'm still with the same routine, now more without sense, now more cold, now because yes…</div>
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and my clothes still smells like you and still stands in front my mirror the perfumes you gave to me, and I start to loose again the will to continue, and my breath stops, the air is not getting in I don't want it, and I close my eyes and lie on the wall, my lonely appears again and tells me: do you remember? again, of course I remember this wall…</div>
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a deep sigh wakes up me, I'm late again, doesn't matter, nothing more can happen to me, I go out from the door without thinking in nothing, with the mind in white to face another day more, with the hope all of this one day will be finish, and with the fear that this is all the mornings..</div>
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When I was younger, just a child, I was thinking that something big will come to my life and will give it a sense, something bigger than other thinks, but now it looks like everything is passing and moving doesn't affect too much to my life actually, it's like I'm something that is there and that's it, sad but true, and it will continue like this if I don't do something.<br />
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Some times I dream awake, I imagine some situations and I wish it would happen, but of course is just a dream it can't happen, until it does, but isn't as you expected.<br />
Until now I've dream about some situations, some things that I really wanted to happen to me, and then, suddenly it happen, like I deserve my dreams, like something was listening to me, I like to call it Karma, but it's a funny karma because happens but not has I thought, and after two or three of this ones I've realize I have to be more careful about what I dream, but is a little late, I've already dream about a lot of things is gonna happen to me, and just some days ago it happened another one.<br />
So everything is my fault, because I dreamed about this, I remember the exactly moment, I was totally destroyed, my ex-girlfriend told me that "but we can be friends" and my brain needed to fly to another place to don't feel more what I was feeling that moment, I was even feeling sorrow about me that moment because I didn't deserve to pass through that, so I dreamed about me spending time with some one lese, and doing all the things I couldn't do with my ex-girlfriend like going to the beach together, travelling around, drinking, getting lost, making crazy things, etc and don't know why in my head that girl was blond, I don't usually care about that but it was in my dream. Well all of that happened and not in the way I thought, but it happened and I didn't realize about this until it was finish, then something inside of me told me: you wanted this, you were asking for this, is all your fault.<br />
But as a positive guy that I am, I'm some how happy that it happened like this, because I've learn a lot, this that happened will never erase from my head, and I'm sure I won't have this mistakes, i wish so, I'm working on it, for me the most important thing is to become better person, to learn from my mistakes, to feel good with my self and to know where I am, and where I'm going.<br />
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Now I feel sad, so I should enjoy this feelings also, I don't usually get sad so it feels new and old, really old friend, last time I was like this I think I was 13 years and I was in my room watching the clouds in the sky, it was cold and grew day, and it was also for the same reason like now.<br />
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evolution, egoism genes, altruism genes?</div>
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following Darwin evolution theory: "the organism better adapted to an environment has more chance to survive" and that sounds really natural, some animals will die and others will survive because for example the environment has change and now is all snow, and that specie will survive because it had a lot of different individuals with different attributes because of the random mix of genes, and more chances to continue the specie like this. But what about egoism genes? all animals in this planet has this egoism genes, it's necessary in order to survive, otherwise if you don't have it you can easily die and if you die your genes never pass throw generations. so this means altruism genes are already extinct? </div>
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On Wednesday 11 of july at 10 am in Gorkega 45 -Maribor I died.<br />
At least a big part of me, everything passed so fast, specially that seconds, maybe the worst on my life until now, I'll never be able to descrive what I was feeling that instant, it's just a big desear to stop the time to keep everything like it was before, to don't loose, to don't separate, to just don't wake up of this incredible dream...<br />
All the things I was doing, all the life I had there, all my routine, the faces, the voices, the way to talk, the smiles, the places, the problems, the weather, the walks, the feelings, the views, the air... I'll never forget it, and that's what is killing me now.<br />
I still can't believe where I was some days ago, what I was leaving, how, everything... I just have some little probes that it wasn't a dream, but still feels like, and I'm afraid, in my first night at my bed, I'm afraid about dreaming and believe I'm still there, with the people, with my life, my past life...<br />
I'm looking for a song or something I can put to try to calm my self, but there is nothing... complete nothing can fix me now, and even going back there again is point less because isn't just the place, is the people, is the feelings, is... so fucking painful and sad to think I wasn't enjoying enough, but come on I did my best, I enjoyed a lot, I don't regret but still feels not enough, I wanted to stop the time, I wanted really to live the moment and I did, I DID, FUCK WHY I'M CRYING LIKE THIS SO???<br />
Just trying to imagine a simple imagen to represent what I'm gonna miss... but it's impossible, there isn't just one, is a lot of memories, I should take a photo of every centimeter and every person... and every second, and all my self want it all back, it's complete irrational I know. But the feeling in my throw now that doesn't let me breath normal is so real, and I can't still face its all over, but I'm here, home, I'm happy some how but... please, I want to think all I passed worth this feeling right now, and I'm pretty sure it worth, but now just some people can understand me.<br />
I wish we all will meet again, but I should be realistic... even like that, I want to think we will meet all of us together again in a dream, in each of our dreams, and we will be happy and together again, for an eternal dream.<br />
I love you all.Israhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16090887211787763000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691307620555708841.post-44578210590913691992012-01-10T21:56:00.000+01:002012-01-10T21:56:05.590+01:00what's wrong?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I barely know what to do or how to behave but is it an answer?, I think that I've loose too much this days and that breaks my heart more than it was before, now is not just about one person is about what I've done to more people, or what's gonna happen with them after this, I just feel that no one cares now... </div>
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I've lost all my self confident, all my fait on me, all my will to live, all...</div>
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I sill can not believe I'm here again in this situation again, one more time I've been refused without asking nothing, I feel worst than shit, I look at me and I feel shame, I'm not even a person, I'm bones and meat without soul with out brain.. </div>
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Where I'm? here, in Eslovenia - Maribor - Quadro - 207 room - with that new shirt ...<br />
What Time is it? 2012 - 01 - 02 - 23:36 time to think on me<br />
Who are you? in this moment, I'm that person who no one can be, because I chose to be like this.<br />
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Wait a second I'm not smiling, just pushed my hands in my face and breath and ask me what happens?<br />
Now is ok, the answer is in this picture, now I'm smiling, realizing that I'm not that stable and self confident that I want to be but near to that, just need some little words to remember what should I feel and she did it in the exactly moment.<br />
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Now in the mood of a person that stable that I think I should be, now I can say, smiling, that I'm happy, I'm complete now, and I feel really relaxing about my life now and my personality, I never wanted to feel relaxed about my personality but I do now, just now, because I feel that I've earned it, and I think I do because she show me who I am, what I am, and what I'm not.<br />
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This is for me a really important picture in my life, a representation about what happened in lasts months of 2011 and what is going to be with my life, this is just a perfect photo to explain the changes in my mind from 3 months until now.<br />
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So I must start introducing the girl in the picture, she is one of the most special persons I've ever meet in my life, she is that kind of people that changes your life to another direction, and it was complete unexpected, because I never wait this from a person like her, but then I meet her better and now I can say really sure that she is an awesome person and I'm so lucky for spending a little part of my life near to her. She helped me in too many ways an makes me a better person just being like she is, and that is really impressive because I'm hard to change, and even some of my friends tried to change me in the way she did but they couldn't, I got to say thank you to them too, but she didn't use just words she show me the person that I have inside and with her personality she just demonstrate me what am I truly.<br />
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The confidence that is showed in this pictures made me feel really good with me and appreciate who I'm. The consequence of her intervention in my life will belong from now until the end of my life, even knowing that my life near to her has a fixed time. but I really love the person I'm when I'm near to her, and the record of that feeling will help me after the inevitable moment when our lives will take different ways again. But that's real, and is not about an end, is a change and I must lear to don't feel fear to the changes, and face it, like other things that I'll have to face in the future.<br />
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Some thing really important that I want to earn to my personality is to enjoy and appreciate this moment, every moment, because every moment is unique and I can not continue waisting it thinking in the future or the past, there is no empty moments, I got to take conscience about what's is happening, empty my mind, do things, actions, because I want to be what I do, not what I say or what I think.<br />
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I'll never stop trying to improve my self, but now and thanks to her I'll enjoy what I've become at the same time, and be proud about me, and smile, because loving me will make happy the people that love me, and I knew it before but I never did until she show me just being like she is, a simple expression of the body called hug could told me every thing I needed and more deeply as I expected from a simple but really important hug.<br />
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I won't never be able to measure how much I own to her, but I promise I'll try to give it back as much as I can, as long as my life last.Israhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16090887211787763000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691307620555708841.post-62842863223754607222011-10-20T11:21:00.001+02:002011-10-20T11:29:51.874+02:00Getting away again...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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One more time the same dream, different city, different family, everything complete different but always the same, get away in any way, run fast and far away, otherwise they will gonna kill us.<br />
I dont understand why I have this persecution mania, my dreams became in nightmares, and my only objetive is keep alive the people that is with me in that moment, in all my dreams I don't care about me.<br />
I'm improving my getting away skills, but my subconscious tries to make it more difficult every time, just like a training moment, like my subconscious is trying to prepare me for some thing in the future.<br />
The reasons is always different, because I was born, because I will do some thing, because I'm part of some group, but never because some thing I did in the past.<br />
I have too many years dreaming with the same getting away episode, when I was really child I was running for my life, my first fear was the dead, but some day I said to me: no more, and stop running, and I faced the fear in a dream, since that day I dont have more fear about my self, now is all about life of other people next to me. I would like to loose all my fears but that is imposible, a little days ago I was in the hospital waiting and them I started to feel fear again, it was so strange, I tried to descrive it:<br />
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<br />Feeling again some internal and cerebral pain, again is not about me, is about some other one else and I can't do nothing, just wait, sit down here thinking and wishing everything will be ok.<br />What I feel is so hard to explain, like about to feel a big pain that never happen, and it's all in my mind, every thing I think make me feel worst, and I can't stop thinking. I really don't care about me, and think me on that situation don't make me feel nothing, it's strange but I always have the same way to see my life and others. <br /><br />Israhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16090887211787763000noreply@blogger.com0Maribor, Eslovenia46.5573993 15.64598246.4700503 15.4880535 46.6447483 15.8039105tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691307620555708841.post-29267586612592407722011-08-02T11:59:00.000+02:002011-08-02T11:59:32.450+02:00NatsiWorld y regalitos<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<a name='more'></a>Pues si, no vais a encontrar chica más dulce por la red xD<br />
como ya tiene unos... 500 seguidores, va a hacer un giveaway de algunas cosillas de su tienda, la verdad es más para chicas así que a las pocas chicas que lean esto, animaros a seguirla y participar en el sorteo ^^<br />
<a href="http://natsiworld.blogspot.com/2011/08/500-followers-natsiworld-giveaway.html">http://natsiworld.blogspot.com/2011/08/500-followers-natsiworld-giveaway.html</a><br />
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Por mi parte le doy la enhorabuena por su gran trabajo en su Blog y demás cosas que ella hace =)Israhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16090887211787763000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691307620555708841.post-28465699964964909162011-07-19T05:14:00.003+02:002011-07-19T05:16:37.585+02:00Gente buena y gente mala<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Para mi, la idea de bueno y malo es eso, simplemente una idea, como los unicornios, no tienen correspondencia con la realidad, solo existen en nuestras cabezas, pero estas ideas principalmente se han usado desde hace muchísimo tiempo sustituyendo a "me viene bien" y "no me viene bien" con sus consiguientes "nos viene" y "les viene".<br />
Me refiero a que para todo el mundo lo bueno es lo que le viene bien, y lo malo pues lo que no, pero no tiene nada que ver con la realidad, es solo una forma de nombrar algo que nos conviene, pero que es la realidad?<br />
Para mi la realidad son las cosas que pasan, los actos, los hechos, que ni son buenos ni malos, simplemente son, y hace falta vivir allí en la realidad, y dejarnos de bueno y malo.<br />
Un ejemplo es la naturaleza salvaje, no es ni bueno ni malo que el león mate a otro animal para comérselo, ni tampoco que luego muera de viejo, ni es mala la muerte ni bueno el nacimiento, eso solo está en nuestras cabezas, lo nombramos así para distinguir de lo que nos conviene y lo que no.<br />
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Pero no me gusta ni un poco... distinguir de las personas con que son buenas o malas, porque con eso decimos si esa persona nos conviene o no.<br />
En mi caso, le he dado muchas vueltas a mucha gente que he conocido, y puedo decir que para muchos la gente a la que llaman "buena gente" son esas personas que se muestran inofensivas para los demás, con "poca maldad", sin embargo para mi esas personas son sin chispa, sin ideas, lo de "soy tan bueno que me ven como tonto" y esto le viene bien a la gente, por eso los llaman gente buena, porque les viene de perlas..<br />
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Ahora, una persona inteligente, pícara, audaz, no puede ser tan buena persona.. y si lo es siempre se guardan algún recelo, porque no le viene bien a muchos, a algunos si, para los que será buena persona, pero para otros no.<br />
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De todas formas lo de buena persona o mala persona se decide según nuestros actos, y está claro que una persona sin ideas ni malicia ni nada, es incapaz de hacer mal a nadie, y son "buena gente" y los valoran más que a la gente que si que piensa en todo, y es capaz de hacer todo lo malo y lo bueno, y aun teniendo esas posibilidades escoge conscientemente hacer algo bueno, para mi esas personas son mucho más meritorias, porque no es fácil actuar "bien" para otras personas siempre, cuando podrías dejarte caer fácilmente y empezar a actuar para uno mismo "mal" para otras personas.<br />
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Y aun así puede que te pases el 99% de tu vida haciendo cosas "buenas" porque quieres ser mejor personas, el 0.1% del tiempo en que te canses y escojas hacer el "mal" será por lo que te recordaran para siempre...<br />
Porque parece que ser "buena persona" es un club esclusivo donde está la gente que dice: "ay yo no haría eso nunca", "ay como puedes decir eso" por ser politicamente correctos, como si les fueran a dar puntos por ser tan panolis, si en el fondo son más arrogantes y rastreros, pero se ocultan del que dirán al que tanto temen, y al que juegan en su totalidad la gente de ese esclusivo club de "buenas personas".<br />
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Doble moral, pues si, casi todos los que se creen buena gente la tienen, una arrogante y la otra para el que dirán.<br />
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En mi caso? he decidido no seguir más este juego, llevo tiempo sin seguirlo, me da igual lo que piensen, es más me gusta que se equivoquen y crean cosas erróneas de mi, no quiero parecer "buena persona" o "persona normal" aceptada socialmente, yo quiero ser una mejor persona, independiente del que dirán, de los grupitos, de ser politicamente correcto o no, no le quiero venir bien a nadie que yo no quiera, puedo escoger y decidir a quien quiero enseñarle realmente como soy, y a quien quiero parecer lo que me salga, libre completamente de poder decir las peores barbaridades y reír sin ni un mínimo de cargo de consciencia porque sé lo que hago, y si lo hago o no en serio, si lo digo o no de verdad, ya que al final, solo cuenta ser quien eres de verdad para ese par de personas importantes en nuestras vidas.<br />
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Para mi tiene más sentido enseñar quien soy realmente a una persona importante para mi, como premio o ventaja o diferencia respecto a la gente que no le intereso ni importo, que los demás crean que soy el mismo demonio me hace hasta gracia. Y tomarme la vida tal como es, ni seria ni en broma por que eso también son ideas, la realidad es lo que hacemos, nuestros actos, hoy, ahora, poner la cabeza en el sitio donde estamos y mirar a nuestro alrededor, vivir es para mi tan difícil como controlar mis pensamientos.<br />
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Si todo el mundo fuera como yo? ... no existirían programas del corazón, los gran hermano serían estudios sociológicos de verdad donde participarían sociólogos y científicos y al final publicarían resultados que ayuden al resto de las personas...<br />
No existiría el que dirán, la aceptación social sería algo dado por hecho, la gente iría como quisiera sin seguir un canon dictado por la tv, dirían lo que fuera sin tabúes ni miedo a herir sensibilidades porque lo que cuenta son las acciones, las palabras se las lleva el viento, se pueden sacar de contexto, se pueden usar en tu contra.<br />
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<u>Shantideva dijo:</u><br />
“Todo la dicha que hay en este mundo, toda<br />
proviene de desear que los demás sean felices;<br />
y todo el sufrimiento que hay en este mundo,<br />
todo proviene de desear ser feliz yo."'Israhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16090887211787763000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691307620555708841.post-69948016918002442072011-07-19T03:44:00.002+02:002011-07-19T03:47:52.822+02:00Agobiada<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Es algo que le escribí a una amiga que estaba agobiada, lo encontré en uno de esos folios que nos pasábamos en clase contandonos nuestras vidas...<br />
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Pequeña y brillante tu dulce sonrisa</div>
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pensativa y paciente te veo a mi lado</div>
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tu silencio es tranquilo y apacible como el viento</div>
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y tus ojos reflejan tu infinita personalidad</div>
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preocupada estas en tu rostro se manifiesta</div>
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pero sabes que no necesitas preocuparte</div>
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porque tu belleza es el reflejo de tu inteligencia</div>
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Es muy malo lo sé, era algo chico y estaba en clase XD</div>
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