La suite du roman-feuilleton blogesque #Smartarded est truffée :
Attention, ce roman peut contenir des traces…
L’histoire (spoiler alert)
Monorchide :
Résumé :
Pour leur retour, les NoéNautes passent à l’offensive. Une rébellion contre les Descendants, ces personnes de l’ombre qui veulent manipuler leurs vies…
Or comment rester uni-e-s dans l’adversité quand on ne peut pas se blairer ?
Bonjour, je m’appelle Cassandre, et je suis ta narratrice.
Si j’ai essayé de commencer cette nouvelle histoire comme un vrai roman, c’était pour épargner ton égo. Car, une fois encore, tu n’as que peu d’importance. Je ne voulais pas avoir à te dire cela, pauvre lecteurice. Ni avoir à te rappeler que ceci n’est pas une histoire vraie.
Car ceci n’est toujours pas une histoire vraie.
Ce n’est que l’histoire que je vais te raconter. Et je vais te mentir, tu sais…
(Cassandre, Vaseline professionnelle & Gonzo-narratrice)
Disclaimer :
Ceci n’est TOUJOURS PAS une histoire vraie. Pas même inspirée de faits réels. Non. Toute ressemblance avec des personnes existant ou ayant existé est purement fortuite.
Aussi au format papier. Ou faire un don.
La suite du roman-feuilleton blogesque #Smartarded est truffée :
Attention, ce roman peut contenir des traces…
L’histoire (spoiler alert)
Monorchide :
Résumé :
Pour leur retour, les NoéNautes passent à l’offensive. Une rébellion contre les Descendants, ces personnes de l’ombre qui veulent manipuler leurs vies…
Or comment rester uni-e-s dans l’adversité quand on ne peut pas se blairer ?
Bonjour, je m’appelle Cassandre, et je suis ta narratrice.
Si j’ai essayé de commencer cette nouvelle histoire comme un vrai roman, c’était pour épargner ton égo. Car, une fois encore, tu n’as que peu d’importance. Je ne voulais pas avoir à te dire cela, pauvre lecteurice. Ni avoir à te rappeler que ceci n’est pas une histoire vraie.
Car ceci n’est toujours pas une histoire vraie.
Ce n’est que l’histoire que je vais te raconter. Et je vais te mentir, tu sais…
(Cassandre, Vaseline professionnelle & Gonzo-narratrice)
Disclaimer :
Ceci n’est TOUJOURS PAS une histoire vraie. Pas même inspirée de faits réels. Non. Toute ressemblance avec des personnes existant ou ayant existé est purement fortuite.
Aussi au format papier. Ou faire un don.
La suite du roman-feuilleton blogesque #Smartarded est truffée :
Attention, ce roman peut contenir des traces…
L’histoire (spoiler alert)
Monorchide :
Résumé :
Pour leur retour, les NoéNautes passent à l’offensive. Une rébellion contre les Descendants, ces personnes de l’ombre qui veulent manipuler leurs vies…
Or comment rester uni-e-s dans l’adversité quand on ne peut pas se blairer ?
Bonjour, je m’appelle Cassandre, et je suis ta narratrice.
Si j’ai essayé de commencer cette nouvelle histoire comme un vrai roman, c’était pour épargner ton égo. Car, une fois encore, tu n’as que peu d’importance. Je ne voulais pas avoir à te dire cela, pauvre lecteurice. Ni avoir à te rappeler que ceci n’est pas une histoire vraie.
Car ceci n’est toujours pas une histoire vraie.
Ce n’est que l’histoire que je vais te raconter. Et je vais te mentir, tu sais…
(Cassandre, Vaseline professionnelle & Gonzo-narratrice)
Disclaimer :
Ceci n’est TOUJOURS PAS une histoire vraie. Pas même inspirée de faits réels. Non. Toute ressemblance avec des personnes existant ou ayant existé est purement fortuite.
Aussi au format papier. Ou faire un don.
La suite du roman-feuilleton blogesque #Smartarded est truffée :
Attention, ce roman peut contenir des traces…
L’histoire (spoiler alert)
Monorchide :
Résumé :
Pour leur retour, les NoéNautes passent à l’offensive. Une rébellion contre les Descendants, ces personnes de l’ombre qui veulent manipuler leurs vies…
Or comment rester uni-e-s dans l’adversité quand on ne peut pas se blairer ?
Bonjour, je m’appelle Cassandre, et je suis ta narratrice.
Si j’ai essayé de commencer cette nouvelle histoire comme un vrai roman, c’était pour épargner ton égo. Car, une fois encore, tu n’as que peu d’importance. Je ne voulais pas avoir à te dire cela, pauvre lecteurice. Ni avoir à te rappeler que ceci n’est pas une histoire vraie.
Car ceci n’est toujours pas une histoire vraie.
Ce n’est que l’histoire que je vais te raconter. Et je vais te mentir, tu sais…
(Cassandre, Vaseline professionnelle & Gonzo-narratrice)
Disclaimer :
Ceci n’est TOUJOURS PAS une histoire vraie. Pas même inspirée de faits réels. Non. Toute ressemblance avec des personnes existant ou ayant existé est purement fortuite.
Aussi au format papier. Ou faire un don.
Une fantaisie urbaine où on trouve pêle-mêle :
Smartarded est la contraction de Smart Ass (petit malin tête à claques) et Retarded (débile mental).
L’histoire, c’est celle d’Enguerrand Kunismos. Ce jeune homme de 25 ans avait une carrière prometteuse en tant qu’ingêneur. Une sorte de consultant en connardise qui gagne très bien sa vie en imaginant comment pourrir efficacement la nôtre. Mais un accident lui fait développer des capacités assez étranges… Celles de voir et d’intervenir dans les histoires qui se jouent dans nos têtes. Dans la noétie, la sphère des idées.
Enguerrand est un NoéNaute.
Or, les NoéNautes sont peu nombreux.
Et ils détestent savoir que d’autres sont -encore- en vie.
Enguerrand découvre le petit monde des NoéNautes et ses règles subtiles en essayant de sauver sa peau. Il nous blogue donc sa cavale avec Fulbert (énigmatique monsieur je-sais-tout au magnifique fessier) dans un road-movie livresque bourré de #hashtags cyniques, de références geek, d’amours LGBT. Et d’un héros qui se prend pour un méchant.
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Une fantaisie urbaine où on trouve pêle-mêle :
Smartarded est la contraction de Smart Ass (petit malin tête à claques) et Retarded (débile mental).
L’histoire, c’est celle d’Enguerrand Kunismos. Ce jeune homme de 25 ans avait une carrière prometteuse en tant qu’ingêneur. Une sorte de consultant en connardise qui gagne très bien sa vie en imaginant comment pourrir efficacement la nôtre. Mais un accident lui fait développer des capacités assez étranges… Celles de voir et d’intervenir dans les histoires qui se jouent dans nos têtes. Dans la noétie, la sphère des idées.
Enguerrand est un NoéNaute.
Or, les NoéNautes sont peu nombreux.
Et ils détestent savoir que d’autres sont -encore- en vie.
Enguerrand découvre le petit monde des NoéNautes et ses règles subtiles en essayant de sauver sa peau. Il nous blogue donc sa cavale avec Fulbert (énigmatique monsieur je-sais-tout au magnifique fessier) dans un road-movie livresque bourré de #hashtags cyniques, de références geek, d’amours LGBT. Et d’un héros qui se prend pour un méchant.
Aussi au format papier. Ou faire un don.
Une fantaisie urbaine où on trouve pêle-mêle :
Smartarded est la contraction de Smart Ass (petit malin tête à claques) et Retarded (débile mental).
L’histoire, c’est celle d’Enguerrand Kunismos. Ce jeune homme de 25 ans avait une carrière prometteuse en tant qu’ingêneur. Une sorte de consultant en connardise qui gagne très bien sa vie en imaginant comment pourrir efficacement la nôtre. Mais un accident lui fait développer des capacités assez étranges… Celles de voir et d’intervenir dans les histoires qui se jouent dans nos têtes. Dans la noétie, la sphère des idées.
Enguerrand est un NoéNaute.
Or, les NoéNautes sont peu nombreux.
Et ils détestent savoir que d’autres sont -encore- en vie.
Enguerrand découvre le petit monde des NoéNautes et ses règles subtiles en essayant de sauver sa peau. Il nous blogue donc sa cavale avec Fulbert (énigmatique monsieur je-sais-tout au magnifique fessier) dans un road-movie livresque bourré de #hashtags cyniques, de références geek, d’amours LGBT. Et d’un héros qui se prend pour un méchant.
Aussi au format papier. Ou faire un don.
Une fantaisie urbaine où on trouve pêle-mêle :
Smartarded est la contraction de Smart Ass (petit malin tête à claques) et Retarded (débile mental).
L’histoire, c’est celle d’Enguerrand Kunismos. Ce jeune homme de 25 ans avait une carrière prometteuse en tant qu’ingêneur. Une sorte de consultant en connardise qui gagne très bien sa vie en imaginant comment pourrir efficacement la nôtre. Mais un accident lui fait développer des capacités assez étranges… Celles de voir et d’intervenir dans les histoires qui se jouent dans nos têtes. Dans la noétie, la sphère des idées.
Enguerrand est un NoéNaute.
Or, les NoéNautes sont peu nombreux.
Et ils détestent savoir que d’autres sont -encore- en vie.
Enguerrand découvre le petit monde des NoéNautes et ses règles subtiles en essayant de sauver sa peau. Il nous blogue donc sa cavale avec Fulbert (énigmatique monsieur je-sais-tout au magnifique fessier) dans un road-movie livresque bourré de #hashtags cyniques, de références geek, d’amours LGBT. Et d’un héros qui se prend pour un méchant.
Aussi au format papier. Ou faire un don.
Une fantaisie urbaine où on trouve pêle-mêle :
Smartarded est la contraction de Smart Ass (petit malin tête à claques) et Retarded (débile mental).
L’histoire, c’est celle d’Enguerrand Kunismos. Ce jeune homme de 25 ans avait une carrière prometteuse en tant qu’ingêneur. Une sorte de consultant en connardise qui gagne très bien sa vie en imaginant comment pourrir efficacement la nôtre. Mais un accident lui fait développer des capacités assez étranges… Celles de voir et d’intervenir dans les histoires qui se jouent dans nos têtes. Dans la noétie, la sphère des idées.
Enguerrand est un NoéNaute.
Or, les NoéNautes sont peu nombreux.
Et ils détestent savoir que d’autres sont -encore- en vie.
Enguerrand découvre le petit monde des NoéNautes et ses règles subtiles en essayant de sauver sa peau. Il nous blogue donc sa cavale avec Fulbert (énigmatique monsieur je-sais-tout au magnifique fessier) dans un road-movie livresque bourré de #hashtags cyniques, de références geek, d’amours LGBT. Et d’un héros qui se prend pour un méchant.
Aussi au format papier. Ou faire un don.
Une fantaisie urbaine où on trouve pêle-mêle :
Smartarded est la contraction de Smart Ass (petit malin tête à claques) et Retarded (débile mental).
L’histoire, c’est celle d’Enguerrand Kunismos. Ce jeune homme de 25 ans avait une carrière prometteuse en tant qu’ingêneur. Une sorte de consultant en connardise qui gagne très bien sa vie en imaginant comment pourrir efficacement la nôtre. Mais un accident lui fait développer des capacités assez étranges… Celles de voir et d’intervenir dans les histoires qui se jouent dans nos têtes. Dans la noétie, la sphère des idées.
Enguerrand est un NoéNaute.
Or, les NoéNautes sont peu nombreux.
Et ils détestent savoir que d’autres sont -encore- en vie.
Enguerrand découvre le petit monde des NoéNautes et ses règles subtiles en essayant de sauver sa peau. Il nous blogue donc sa cavale avec Fulbert (énigmatique monsieur je-sais-tout au magnifique fessier) dans un road-movie livresque bourré de #hashtags cyniques, de références geek, d’amours LGBT. Et d’un héros qui se prend pour un méchant.
Aussi au format papier. Ou faire un don.
Une fantaisie urbaine où on trouve pêle-mêle :
Smartarded est la contraction de Smart Ass (petit malin tête à claques) et Retarded (débile mental).
L’histoire, c’est celle d’Enguerrand Kunismos. Ce jeune homme de 25 ans avait une carrière prometteuse en tant qu’ingêneur. Une sorte de consultant en connardise qui gagne très bien sa vie en imaginant comment pourrir efficacement la nôtre. Mais un accident lui fait développer des capacités assez étranges… Celles de voir et d’intervenir dans les histoires qui se jouent dans nos têtes. Dans la noétie, la sphère des idées.
Enguerrand est un NoéNaute.
Or, les NoéNautes sont peu nombreux.
Et ils détestent savoir que d’autres sont -encore- en vie.
Enguerrand découvre le petit monde des NoéNautes et ses règles subtiles en essayant de sauver sa peau. Il nous blogue donc sa cavale avec Fulbert (énigmatique monsieur je-sais-tout au magnifique fessier) dans un road-movie livresque bourré de #hashtags cyniques, de références geek, d’amours LGBT. Et d’un héros qui se prend pour un méchant.
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This is a (slightly fictionalized) biography of William (Willy) Katz (1895-1988). He describes growing up in a village near Kassel, Germany, and his service in the German Army in World War I. In the 1930's he went from a respected war veteran to an inmate of the Buchenwald concentration camp. Fortunately, he was able to escape to Australia and became a Rabbi in Sydney. An overall theme is his encounters with anti-Semitism. Although written as an exchange of letters and conversations with his Christian friend Karl, it does read as a lecture. However, the chapter on 1935-1939 is very personal, even emotional, expressing his disappointment at the German people for not opposing the Nazis, although this was often from fear for their own lives.
Analyse, Define, Re-define
Are you looking for a better life, one that is more fulfilling? It is often that we look for answers, answers on how to achieve this – answers relating to different themes – subject matters about health, work, relationships, friendships, passion; also themes of emotions such as love, hate, anger, joy, frustration, and happiness. I understand your search for a better life, and your desire to understand how to achieve this in the complex world we live in.
Could you have a better life right here and now? The answer is yes!
Questions that you should be asking yourself –:
What does a better life mean to me?
Is my response to life and daily activities a good one? How can I make it better?
Do I get the results I’m looking for?
Why do I do things the way I do?
Am I self-sabotaging myself from having that better life I dream of?
What limits my determined efforts to do right?
Actually - Who determines right and wrong for me?
Whom have I given permission to have control over my very existence and my ability to have a better life?
The questions go on and on. You are left in a state of confusion and haven’t gotten further.
To begin - You analyse, then define, then re-define.
To analyse is to understand. To analyse is for the search of meaning, of purpose, of reason. In search of your happiness, you need to understand yourself. Then you define - You define your thoughts and your perception of things. We then define our actions. Daily self-reflections are necessary as an important part of this process. “Appropriate or not appropriate? Could I have done this better – with more love, with more conviction, with more passion, with less intensity? With less thought? Am I overthinking? Who is the judge of all that I do? Am I my best critique?” – Personal questions with complex answers. Maybe it is just simple. Everything is quite simple once we know how.
You set your own standards based on your morals, ethics, culture, and experience. What is your intention for every action? You redefine again, and again and again, until every aspect is polish to your liking, not perfection, but it leads to a better being. The process is simple, and it repeats itself as you continue to seek to live the life of feeling at peace and in oneness with your spirit. It’s life evolution. You are forever changing in thoughts, words, and deeds. Nothing remains the same. Nothing remains forever. Your ideology of a better life is changing too.
To live in true oneness of a truly better life, the mind, body, and soul must all be in alignment with the physical and spiritual world. The work in progress is daily, it’s constantly analysing, defining, and redefining all aspects of our being. Each day is therefore a perfect day in our own imperfection.
Let us look closer and deeper into how you can live your better life right here, right now.
Introduction ... by Nolene Sheppard
Freedom comes with many costs, not least responsibility. Social, psychological, financial, bodily, emotional: known and unknown costs, often to bystanders, turn any strategy to gain and protect freedom into an ambiguous quest. Sometimes it isn't clear what freedom means. Many people use and produce bits of free knowledge, but any serious attempt quickly runs into tremendous barriers, in every field. Participants receive unequal welcome due to gender, language, cultural or economic differences. Occasionally, the production of intangible assets may intersect with broader historical movements, redefining their meanings and exposing their participants to unlimited costs.
Considering the costs borne by millions to obtain, for example, freedom from slavery or freedom to vote, free knowledge movements seem rather safe and straightforward. By contrast, to consider the costs of free culture, free software or open scientific research may look adventurous, or perhaps just presumptuous. But this is what we will attempt to do, with appropriate humility. This book wants to discuss how free knowledge movements are built and the real costs attached to them. Activists, artists, designers, developers, researchers, and writers involved with free knowledge movements have worked together to see further than the fog of our news feeds and produce some sense from our different experiences.
This book is born in an attempt to free Bassel Khartabil Sadafi, loved and celebrated Internet volunteer detained in Syria since 15 March 2012. His name has been deleted from the Adra Prison's register where he was detained, on 3 October 2015. We have not received any information about his current status or whereabouts since.
Contributors: Adam Hyde, Anasuya Sengupta, Barry Threw, Ben Dablo, Christian Grothoff, Christopher Adams, Clémence de Montgolfier, Clément Renaud, Donatella Della Ratta, Ethan Zuckerman, Faraj Rifait, Geert Lovink, Georges Dahdouh, ginger coons, Giorgos Cheliotis, Hellekin, Jaromil, Jon Phillips, John Wilbanks, Lawrence Lessig, Lorna M Campbell, Lucas Gonze, Maarten Zeinstra, Marc Weidenbaum, Martin Paul Eve, Melanie Dulong de Rosnay, Mike Linksvayer, Muid Latif, Mushon Zer-Aviv, Natacha Roussel, Noura Safadi , Niki Korth, Patrick W. Deegan, Pauline Gadea, Pete Ippel, Radium, Richard Goodman, Sabrina Banes, Shauna Gordon-McKeon, Stéphanie Vidal, Sulaiman Majali, Théophile Pillault, Tim Boykett, Tyng-Ruey Chuang, Yu Li
Freedom comes with many costs, not least responsibility. Social, psychological, financial, bodily, emotional: known and unknown costs, often to bystanders, turn any strategy to gain and protect freedom into an ambiguous quest. Sometimes it isn't clear what freedom means. Many people use and produce bits of free knowledge, but any serious attempt quickly runs into tremendous barriers, in every field. Participants receive unequal welcome due to gender, language, cultural or economic differences. Occasionally, the production of intangible assets may intersect with broader historical movements, redefining their meanings and exposing their participants to unlimited costs.
Considering the costs borne by millions to obtain, for example, freedom from slavery or freedom to vote, free knowledge movements seem rather safe and straightforward. By contrast, to consider the costs of free culture, free software or open scientific research may look adventurous, or perhaps just presumptuous. But this is what we will attempt to do, with appropriate humility. This book wants to discuss how free knowledge movements are built and the real costs attached to them. Activists, artists, designers, developers, researchers, and writers involved with free knowledge movements have worked together to see further than the fog of our news feeds and produce some sense from our different experiences.
This book is born in an attempt to free Bassel Khartabil Sadafi, loved and celebrated Internet volunteer detained in Syria since 15 March 2012. His name has been deleted from the Adra Prison's register where he was detained, on 3 October 2015. We have not received any information about his current status or whereabouts since.
Contributors: Adam Hyde, Anasuya Sengupta, Barry Threw, Ben Dablo, Christian Grothoff, Christopher Adams, Clémence de Montgolfier, Clément Renaud, Donatella Della Ratta, Ethan Zuckerman, Faraj Rifait, Geert Lovink, Georges Dahdouh, ginger coons, Giorgos Cheliotis, Hellekin, Jaromil, Jon Phillips, John Wilbanks, Lawrence Lessig, Lorna M Campbell, Lucas Gonze, Maarten Zeinstra, Marc Weidenbaum, Martin Paul Eve, Melanie Dulong de Rosnay, Mike Linksvayer, Muid Latif, Mushon Zer-Aviv, Natacha Roussel, Noura Safadi , Niki Korth, Patrick W. Deegan, Pauline Gadea, Pete Ippel, Radium, Richard Goodman, Sabrina Banes, Shauna Gordon-McKeon, Stéphanie Vidal, Sulaiman Majali, Théophile Pillault, Tim Boykett, Tyng-Ruey Chuang, Yu Li
Freedom comes with many costs, not least responsibility. Social, psychological, financial, bodily, emotional: known and unknown costs, often to bystanders, turn any strategy to gain and protect freedom into an ambiguous quest. Sometimes it isn't clear what freedom means. Many people use and produce bits of free knowledge, but any serious attempt quickly runs into tremendous barriers, in every field. Participants receive unequal welcome due to gender, language, cultural or economic differences. Occasionally, the production of intangible assets may intersect with broader historical movements, redefining their meanings and exposing their participants to unlimited costs.
Considering the costs borne by millions to obtain, for example, freedom from slavery or freedom to vote, free knowledge movements seem rather safe and straightforward. By contrast, to consider the costs of free culture, free software or open scientific research may look adventurous, or perhaps just presumptuous. But this is what we will attempt to do, with appropriate humility. This book wants to discuss how free knowledge movements are built and the real costs attached to them. Activists, artists, designers, developers, researchers, and writers involved with free knowledge movements have worked together to see further than the fog of our news feeds and produce some sense from our different experiences.
This book is born in an attempt to free Bassel Khartabil Sadafi, loved and celebrated Internet volunteer detained in Syria since 15 March 2012. His name has been deleted from the Adra Prison's register where he was detained, on 3 October 2015. We have not received any information about his current status or whereabouts since.
Contributors: Adam Hyde, Anasuya Sengupta, Barry Threw, Ben Dablo, Christian Grothoff, Christopher Adams, Clémence de Montgolfier, Clément Renaud, Donatella Della Ratta, Ethan Zuckerman, Faraj Rifait, Geert Lovink, Georges Dahdouh, ginger coons, Giorgos Cheliotis, Hellekin, Jaromil, Jon Phillips, John Wilbanks, Lawrence Lessig, Lorna M Campbell, Lucas Gonze, Maarten Zeinstra, Marc Weidenbaum, Martin Paul Eve, Melanie Dulong de Rosnay, Mike Linksvayer, Muid Latif, Mushon Zer-Aviv, Natacha Roussel, Noura Safadi , Niki Korth, Patrick W. Deegan, Pauline Gadea, Pete Ippel, Radium, Richard Goodman, Sabrina Banes, Shauna Gordon-McKeon, Stéphanie Vidal, Sulaiman Majali, Théophile Pillault, Tim Boykett, Tyng-Ruey Chuang, Yu Li
Most probably … the worst disease of our times is … the depression.
And … unfortunately we can see it everywhere … at many souls from the stage of our lives.
But what i personally discovered is that depression is not really something … 100% negative.
I see it today … more as an aggressive signal … which is whispering us that … we forgot to be … happy.
Nothing more … nothing less …
Doing stupid things …. a nice way of getting out of the borders that define to us our … boring reality
I hear many people … complaining they have … boring lives … and when i ask some of them what is going on … trying to teach them my technique of …. analyzing… defining …. as into the end to be able to totally redefine the reality itself …. i see a weird fear … that i could not understand for years.
But later on …. I’ve realized it’s the fear of making mistakes … and all sorts of stupid things … not seeing that everything is just part of this scenario … called life … and has the meaning to reveal us … its secrets.
Maybe life is too short to waste it with … useless things.
Maybe it’s time to start meditating more.
To analyze our behavior … but also the one of the people around us.
To pay attention to the impact of influences over our lives … but also on the lives of others.
Understand that … domination … no matter of its character… positive or negative …. It’s a concept that we should not allow it to become real.
And we should also be aware of how a simple small influence … that is repeated on and on and on … could become … dominance …. without even realizing.
There are many times in life when we have lots of existential questions inside of our minds.
Accepting those thoughts ... and actually embracing them is the path for understanding but also having a normal ... and why not ... also a beautiful life.
I personally try to understand those existential questions from the early age of 4 or 5.
One of the things that i remember from that time was that i was in the kitchen with my mother and she was explaining me that we live in a world with bad people and i should be aware of that.
Maybe if she was telling me that Santa Claus was not real, i would have accepted that much easier.
But i totally disliked what she told me and it was the first time when i disconnected myself from her.
I told to myself ... “This is not true. I will explore the world and i will prove that this is not true. Noooo ... we don’t live in a world with bad people!”.
It was the start of my journey on a philosophical path, that for many, many times looked like a pathless path to me, but also to the ones were looking at me.
As a child i was an introvert, but today ... after socializing so, so much with so many people that i met ... i became an extrovert.
And ... i accept on the stage of my life absolutely any kind of person ... i met.
Even if i don’t like that person ... or i don’t feel comfortable in the presence of that spirit ... i continue my journey of exploring the human beings and i kind of like it.
I try to ... read ... people ... to see each one of them as a book, cause all of them ... have their own stories... and i also try to somehow ... invent .. a guide of surviving in this world.
I felt many times, probably same as you, that my mother’s theory about the world is true ... and i was too idealistic for this Universe ... but i still had the hope that things will always change into better.
I was exploring life ... and while doing this i discovered that even in bad things, i will always find a beautiful side.
So ... there is an ugly and a beautiful side, but depends which one we are seeing ... and the world itself can be defined as ugly or beautiful ... only and only by what we actually understand from what we see.
And ... to learn the art of observing the world ... first we need to explore life ... with all its aspects and then ... meditate and ask ourselves before defining anything if it’s worth losing our time with the ugly elements ... when still life has so, so many beautiful sides.
In the tradition of classic travel literature, this "technical travelogue" reveals the incredible scope and diversity of the Internet--the massive worldwide computer network now connecting seven million people in 33 countries, and growing at a rate of 20 percent per month. Malamud relates his experiences as a "digital tourist" who circled the globe three times visiting Internet sites in over 50 cities. His reports from the field provide an astonishing glimpse at global politics behind the worldwide engineering effort that has built the Internet. 30 photographs.
His love ... Her fantasy
... understanding what love is about.
As friends, as a man, but also as a woman, we try to define the undefined from a love story.
Dreaming about love and being in love ... the path from the fantasy to the love story itself ... is just a matter of luck ... or maybe where you find yourself, on the timeline of your own life.
Maybe is the perfect time for you to explore what love is about, or maybe other things are important at the moment ... and the love story can only be a future “project”.
Exploring what love is about ... in our minds, as a fantasy ... or in the real life, as a real love story ... is depending only and only if we are ready or not.
But what is the difference between fantasy and reality, when even the Bible is saying that everything we see is just an illusion?
Well ... i believe that the fantasy is only the begining of defining what we want ... and the love story is the “experiment” itself.
Is it too much to name a love story ... an “experiment”?!
Well ... exploring ... as a fantasy or as reality is letting your soul understand what love is about.
And ... sometimes is even a life lesson.
The moment when you jump into the fairy tale ... the real fantasy ... and you understand the meaning of love ... the fact that love is about giving and not about receiving ... that is the moment when you also understand what life is about.
Accepting your partner, just as he / she is ... just as accepting all the people from our lives is the moment of awakening.
Me, Adrian ... and my dear Annie ... are only trying to define the unseen path from fantasy to the love story itself.
And also ... let you know that this path is leading you to point when your thinking will be totally redefined.
Life itself ... is about love.
Seeing what love is about ... is understanding the meaning of life.
If the “love chapter” started for you ... even if it’s just a fantasy of reality ... you should be happy.
The awakening will come to you!
Sometimes doing nothing … is the best path to follow
I was chasing for success for a long, long time.
I could even define those times as an eternity and i still can’t realize …. how could i be such an idiot to follow this path … for so long.
But that’s not all.
I actually followed lots of other pathless paths so many times … that i could define myself as an expert into those things.
Later on …. analyzing with honesty all what was going on … i somehow realized that i was the prisoner of those situations … but also the guardian that was keeping me there.
I was not allowing myself to stop … going to nowhere ….
All what i was doing was to change a pathless path with another one and another on … and …
Well … time did not changed anything at all.
Even if i was feeling the fact that something was wrong … that part of myself that was acting as a guarding … was keeping myself the prisoner of an … ugly life.
Time was passing … and again nothing changed.
It looked like i was changing the direction … but anywhere i was going … it was still going to … nowhere.
But one day …. having enough of going to the left and to the right …. and finding no real good result for my soul … i decided to do something that i never did before … and that was …. simple start doing …. nothing.
The answer was so damn simple …
I had to stop …. the chaos.
To stop … chasing for illusory desires.
And to think about doing … nothing … for a while … disconnecting from anything means … pathless paths …
Allowing myself … at least … to stop feeling like a prisoner …even if i was living in a prison with invisible walls.
Stop being the prisoner … but also the guardian.
Stop doing that … on and on and on.
Doing nothing became … a better scenario.
So … i started doing that.
And guess what?!
Little by little … my life started to change.
The pathless paths disappeared… or i should say that were replaced … by paths with a better meaning for my life.
I’ve re evaluated everything … ignoring the 2 contradictory roles i was playing all the time …
So …. drinking my coffee into a lovely place … meditating more … and taking the decision to connect only to the beautiful vibes from my life … became probably the best option i could have in mind all the time.
The chaos itself did not disappeared … but … it was not anymore … the main part of my life.
The pathless paths became … lessons of life.
And doing nothing …. which was actually the habit of stopping the time and enjoying life … became more … a hobby.
The guardian did not disappeared completely … and neither the prisoner… but i took the liberty of ignoring those roles.
We always try to understand our thoughts and emotions regarding the relationships we are involved in.
And so many times … we fail in interpreting the meaning behind all what is going on.
We simple don’t understand it.
We believe it’s a love story … or even the love story of our lives …. or a very good friendship … but it always has an ugly end.
And damn it … it was the perfect case scenario of a connection between 2 souls.
The meaning of all what happened …. becomes a nonsense.
Someone that used to be a good friend … or a soul mate if it’s about a love story … becomes the worst enemy you ever had.
No one around … is understanding the meaning of all that.
What looked like love between 2 souls … ended as a weird life lesson.
So … should we say … it’s karmic?!
It looked a story about love … but all became … a lesson offered by the karma.
But why?!
Why this life lesson?!
Why couldn’t that love story or friendship continue?!
Why such a beautiful connection … ended with a betrayal?!
What is the message behind that nonsense?!
Love and karma … somehow 2 contradictory directions that we could follow … but maybe having the same final destination.
So … is it love?!
Is it karmic?!
Should we ask this question from the early beginning … or simple explore and enjoy that relationship till life will reveal us the real meaning?!
Asking ourselves about the fact that it could look as great connection, but might be … just karmic … or be a karmic relationship looking as an amazing connection … should induce too many paranoia ideas from the early beginning and we will not let us follow the right steps for the story.
So?!
Should we let everything … just happen?!
Too many questions … and maybe contradictory answers.
Would help a lot to know the real meaning … and maybe we should explore all the connections we have with the people from the timeline of our lives.
And the final question which comes in our mind is … if it is karmic …. how do we break this karmic chain?!
Well … it starts with love … has a karmic end …. but …. It always needs to end … with love.
It all becomes a cycle … the love-karmic cycle.
The meaning?!
Maybe … to understand the connections between everything it exists in this world … and the world itself.
Love?!
Karmic?!
Or love-karmic?!
I invite you in a journey of finding those answers.
And i will not be so naive to tell you that we’ll come up with the absolute truth … but …
Let’s do it …
Let’s analyze … define all what is going on … and if it’s karmic … there is only one thing to do … metamorphose it into … into love again.
I believe that karma is not a bitch … but a teacher, but also that love is everything … and the key to the Infinity.
Telling that the life itself it’s an illusion, might sound so damn … weird … and most probably … even like a depressive thought.
But … you see … there are so, so many moments in life when the life itself just… sucks … and we ask ourselves … what the hell have i done that i deserve that?!
And that was the moment when the karmic idea came into my mind … starting to believe that all the lessons of life, sometimes very difficult to handle … could be defined as karmic.
All those abstract situations … which totally annoy us … and make our lives miserable… are repeating on and on and on.
Believing we are the victims of circumstances … everything it’s never the way we want to be … or even worst.
The funny thing that i tried all the time when i was in those weird abstract stories, having the impression that it was the end of the world … i was repeating to myself “It’s all an illusion … and it’s not what it looks like”.
My karmic stories … being in fact my stories … and feeling them in such a powerful way … were …
Well … don’t even know how to define them, but all i wanted was to get out of those situations and also get rid of the karmic people that i hated so much.
And i tried everything … and nothing worked expect smiling … or even laughing in front of those illusions.
Deciding to call them … simple … illusions … was probably the best idea i could come with.
But the karmic illusions … were powerful messages i had to understand … and i was pretending i could not see behind the abstract.
I actually love the abstract, but not when it was part of my life.
It was all related with the concept of understanding the meaning of life … and even if i spent lots of time meditating over the subject … when i was on the scene of the real life, i was acting like a football player that studied all the strategies had been ever written about this sport … but … never practiced and in fact never tried to practice it in a good way.
So … even if i knew theory … i acted like someone that never heard about spirituality … or about the forces behind reality.
In fact …. in the real life, in so, so many karmic moments … i acted like an … idiot.
I knew that all i had to do was just to smile in front of those illusory situations … cause there is no other way of fighting.
But guess what?!
Each time … i was failing.
The only progress i made over the years … was that after a while … meditating over what happened … i somehow understood what … illusory … meant.
…. that i had to react in a different way.
… that was not what it looked like and the lesson of life had to be seen, understood deeper and deeper.
But again … theory was so easy and i was failing tests all the time.
On and on and on …
I was such an idiot not applying all what i knew about life … on the scene of my own life.
… and i was paying the price … of living a … miserable life …
Everyday something happened and i was fucking my vibe … not realizing there were tests given to me by the Universe.
Life was beautiful … and i thought it’s so … ugly.
Hahaha … such a silly perspective.
Well … it was all a decision of … changing my perceptions … and realizing that anything it could happen it was all a decision of the Divine Intelligence … God … Allah … or however we could name that entity that is everything it exists …. and it was all for our good.
The fact that the karmic situations were repeated … was because i was not passing the tests … and i really had to pass those tests.
It was all about … my awakening … and i had to start the … process.
Karmic stories … are ugly … or at least this is what we believe about them … but realizing we need to analyze and define their meaning very clear … and then try to redefine our inner self … it’s most probably a must.
Karmic energies are real … even if we believe it or not … and it’s not easy to get rid of them.
But we could start to accept that …. as part of life … and also as a spiritual journey … which we need to follow into this Universe.
It might not make sense at all … but … the real truth is always revealed later …
LOVE ... the pathless path that goes to your soul.
Is really love a necessity for our lives?!
Why can’t life be much simple, mathematical, with very clear rules to follow?!
Why we need to fall in love?!
We should spend our lives only following the path the society taught us about ... finish school, get a job, make money, try to be successful, retire ... and then die.
Why we need this complicated story of studying what love is about?!
Well ... first all of you have a heart inside of you ... to feel the life ... and being in a love story everything becomes more “real”.
Following just the paths the society told you about should be boring.
This is why lots of poets and writers ... wrote so much, trying to define the meaning of love in our lives.
When you are the kind of person that look at life in a logical and rational way ... falling in love looks like useless, like a pathless path.
But discovering the love feelings, in a time when everything looked like boring in your life ... redefines everything.
Is never a good moment to fall in love, cause you will always need to do something in the real life ... and looks like there is no time to loose for those silly feelings ... but one day ... when the feelings become so strong inside of you ... you realise that you just started to feel ALIVE.
You always did what other taught you to do in life .... the parents, friends, teachers or people you know ... but no one came to you to whisper the secret of life ... IF YOU WANT TO FEEL ALIVE ... JUST LET YOUR HEART TO FALL IN LOVE.
You might loose your soul, your heart, your mind ... but you will feel being alive.
No other path gives you those feelings.
Yesss ... truth be told ... LOVE ... is the pathless path ... but it goes to your soul.
He had ... kind of a perfect life.
At least this is how it looked from outside, but something was missing.
Well ... it was her again.
He was missing seeing her ... touching her ... whispering her beautiful words.
But who was ... her?!
The wife?!
The mistress?!
The mistress of that guy that hates him?!
The lady from the shop ... that is always smiling to him?!
That lady ... the client ... that he is walking with her in park from time to time?!
No ...
Maybe that lady, from an unknown country ... that he chats with him when she feels really depressed?!
No, no, no.
It’s just that beautiful lady from a past life, that keeps appearing on and on and on.
She disappears ... says it is forever ... then she’s changing her mind ... thinking again how it should be ... to try it one more time.
Well ... It was the perfect love story.
Strong feelings on both sides.
Perfect chemistry.
Maybe even the moment when they met was perfect ... even if it was not looking as that.
But ... they were on a pathless path ... from the early beginning to the end that actually never came.
Nobody around understood what is really going on.
Not even the 2 of them.
He wanted her ... in his life ... one more time.
... and she wanted the same.
The path?!
Well ... there is no real path or if it is one ... that path actually goes in a direction we don’t really know about.
But ... this is the beauty of the real life.
No plan.
Spontaneity.
Connection.
... and expect having great experiences together ... without expecting in fact anything at all from the partner.
The love story ... should be ... a dance in 2, under the moon, a bottle of champagne, 2 glasses ... whispering “i love you” all the time ... and nothing much.
A path ... of joy ... the joy of being together ... one more time.
My relationship with the Devil redefined my life
Today i believe that the meaning of life is to experience it ... and to understand from all those experiences what is all about.
All it looks bad ... ugly ... related almost with the Devil ... are actually episodes that teach us powerful messages that we could simple define as ... lessons of life.
But what if all those episodes keep appearing all the time ... on and on and on?!
What if everything looks so damm negative in what we name life ... that you could almost say that Devil is always present on your timeline?!
Is it anything we could do?!
Is it enough to go to the church and blame the Devil?!
But maybe the Devils are the people from your life ... the ones that you decided to spend your life with.
... or even worst ... the Devil is ... YOU.
You see ... going back in time, if we should analyze the concepts of the evil and also the one with the devil ... we should see that it’s all about abstract concepts ... and that the Devil itself is not a person, but the way we act in an evil way ... in certain moments of life.
We just mix all those concepts and created the image of a powerful entity that we believe it can dominates us is a very, very ugly way ... but maybe is time to redefine that concept.
We all know that we have a dark, but also a beautiful side ... and many times we know to control both sides ... but not always.
We have a frequency that we use in life ... and that can be positive or negative ... without realizing that it is all a decision ... how we act in any of the episodes of life.
The auto protective mode lets us believe that ... just for our protection we can act in any way we think at that moment ... but later on ... by analyzing and defining the past ... we realize we did not know how to act properly on the stage of our own lives.
The yin and yang concept, which also is an abstract one ... is letting us know that negativity can be in harmony ... just near positivity.
The meaning of our reactions, especially in ugly situations ... defines us ... what kind of humans we really are.
Answering in a negative way ... to negative events ... looks almost natural ... but actually means not following the path of harmony ... which is the best path to follow.
Is like a virus.
We meet the Devil and we become ... devils.
But again ... i mention that the weird concept about the Devil is so damm old, that we actually don’t understand that it is all about our decision of following bad intentions that we have in mind or in the soul.
Abstract.
Too abstract ... in fact.
But the Devil ... or the negative energies that defines the energetic field where we live in ... will not disappear ... unless we understand the lesson of life ... the message behind the message.
It could also be named ... the illusion, so well hidden under the illusion of the self.
But we continue life for years ... following lots or pathless paths ... going to the left and to the right ... not having any direction at all ... and that is only cause we don’t understand the concept of ... the evil and its necessity for a while.
... and seeing us so lost ... the Universe decides to smile again, by simple remembering us that same as we see a dark side, same we could see the positive side.
And ... all is just a simple decision.
Seeing in the Devil, which can be represented by the people we don’t like, or even by our worst enemies ... the teachers that let us know what are the real laws of the Universe ... should be a much better way of seeing life ... in a totally redefined way.
The ugly experiences ... reveal that we should appreciate more ... all we have in life ... and enjoy all simple beautiful things from the scene of life.
And the day when we accept and embrace all those elements generated by the evil ... it is actually the day when we will realize it is time for changing our focus and experience also to the beautiful side of life ... just to keep the right balance of yin and yang.
The Devil does not exists ... or if it exists ... the Devil is you ... with your emotions and thoughts ... but you can redefine everything.
... yes ... you have this right of redefining absolutely everything.
That is the day when you understand that the Devil is your friend ... the one that totally redefined your life ... showing you as a very good teacher ... what life is about.
You can embrace the Devil, which actually means to accept your dark side, as part of your experience of life ... cause all those episodes could guide you to the real path we should all follow ... the one of harmony.
Yes ... laugh if you want ... but indeed the Devil is your friend ... but is actually the friend of your Ego, that one that keeps you hostage into the illusion of the self ... till one day when you discover that your soul ... has better friends ... and you could simple change the ... gang.
Just think about it ... it’s all a simple theory ... but maybe you should meditate over it.
“Parallel lives … a way of enjoying our fantasies” … might sound as a title of a book that reveals … immoral facts.
But i haven’t defined … only that.
I’ve dared to go deeper into a journey of analyzes … as a very simple … ordinary person … that dreams about lots of … fantasies.
Love … fantasies.
… spiritual.
… sexual.
… financial.
But … all was about … an amazing reality that had nothing to do with my present moment.
Cause … yes … maybe the first step is … to allow ourselves to dream … and have any kind of fantasy.
… no matter what it is about.
It’s all just … a perception
Me and Arij … try to define life.
We do it … almost … as a hobby.
We became without even realizing … what some people would define as … philosophers.
But we feel more … just … ordinary persons … that simple can’t stop thinking of the meaning of life.
Our own lives … but also of life in general.
And all we write … it’s kind of a philosophical dance.
A mix of perceptions …. very well synchronized.
The perceptions of an … ordinary man … and the one of an amazing … young … feminine spirit.
And the question that might come into your mind … could probably be … what it’s the purpose of this book?!
Why did you bothered to write it?!
Well … first of all … cause we love talking about philosophy … but also give the others the impulse of realizing anyone has the right and the power to talk about the existence of the human being.
Starting the philosophical journey … talking about contradictory issues …. might be … weird … difficult … but
also … annoying.
But time will pass … and continuing walking into this path … we get used …
We start enjoying it …
And then …. we believe … we found the absolute truth.
I smile … cause i did that one million times.
On and on … and on.
Later … changing my perceptions … into a totally contradictory direction … i realized the illusion of all those thoughts and believes.
Today … all i am doing with Arij … it’s almost for fun.
It’s like we would tell you that we decided to go fishing and enjoy the day … but …. our hobby it’s not about fishing, but about … philosophy.
It’s about a path … that we believe that will reveal us the meaning … of life.
All we write about … are simple … perceptions.
… our own perceptions… from a certain period of our lives.
Nothing more …
… nothing less.
But … we continue doing it.
Nobody could judge us … cause it’s all about a hobby of ours.
And you all … have this fundamental right of analyzing and defining the world too.
No one is allowed to … judge you.
Express your self …
Dare to do it … in silence or … very load.
Even Kant’s ideas … or Rumi’s ideas … and all the other great thinkers … were just … perceptions.
So ….
Join us … on this philosophical path … and ….
Who knows?!
Maybe the real secrets will be revealed to you … quite soon.
Much sooner as you might expect ….
(Adrian Gabriel Dumitru)
His love
Her fantasy
... understanding what love is about
As a man, but also as a woman, we try to define the undefined from a love story.
Dreaming about love and being in love ... the path from the fantasy to the love story itself ... is just a matter of luck ... or maybe where you find yourself, on the timeline of your own life.
Maybe is the perfect time for you to explore what love is about, or maybe other things are important at the moment ... and the love story can only be a future “project”.
Exploring what love is about ... in our minds, as a fantasy ... or in the real life, as a real love story ... is depending only and only if we are ready or not.
But what is the difference between fantasy and reality, when even the Bible is saying that everything we see is just an illusion?
Well ... i believe that the fantasy is only the begining of defining what we want ... and the love story is the “experiment” itself.
Is it too much to name a love story ... an “experiment”?!
Well ... exploring ... as a fantasy or as reality is letting your soul understand what love is about.
And ... sometimes is even a life lesson.
The moment when you jump into the fairy tale ... the real fantasy ... and you understand the meaning of love ... the fact that love is about giving and not about receiving ... that is the moment when you also understand what life is about.
Accepting your partner, just as he / she is ... just as accepting all the people from our lives is the moment of awakening.
And also you should know that this path is leading you to point when your thinking will be totally redefined.
Life itself ... is about love.
Seeing what love is about ... is understanding the meaning of life.
If the “love chapter” started for you ... even if it’s just a fantasy or reality ... you should be happy.
The awakening will come to you!
The book “PHILOSOPHY OF NOTHING” is a collection of essays that are trying to send the message that in a relationship you can be happy even if you don't have a real relationship togheter, in a clasical way, but also be unhappy when you have everything togheter.
Having everything, but actually having nothing … having nothing, but actually having everything is an idea that we should meditate on it.
We live in a world of unhappy marriages, that should be totally redefined, but actually are dying little by little, day by day ... with no change from any of the 2 partners.
Wainting for NOTHING for years, doing NOTHING … but expecting everything from the other side.
Love is not math and will never be.
Love is not a business and will be never be.
Philosophy of NOTHING is trying to define the beautiful side, but also the dark side of the love stories.
The book does not have any architecture and is just a collection of essays.
And maybe the only message of the book is quite simple: to be happpy you probably need NOTHING, but enjoy the present moment with the person you are in the story.
Daring to do it … you don't need anything, cause you actually have everything, the love story itself.
What is the non sense?
What is behind it?
What is hided in the things that makes no sense at all?!
Why we have them in our lives?!
Who’s responsible of generating that?!
Are we attracting the non sense ... or we are the ones behind the creation of it?!
Should we accept it ... or simple smile in front of it ... and actually understand that the non sense itself is the expression of the fact that we are on a journey on a pathless path?!
Lots of question ... and maybe no real answer.
Or maybe lots of answers ... but none of them is satisfying us.
I was reading tons of books ... with the hope that one day ... i will find the right algorithm so that i can totally remove the non sense from my life.
Until one day ... when a lady friend of mine ... that i consider an expert into dealing and understanding the energies of life ... told me ... “Why do you think the nonsense is keep appearing yourself .... but is not present at all in my life?!
Why those situations are appearing on and on and on?!
I am sure ... you can accept ... at least for a while ... that the problem itself is not life and circumstances ... but you.”
As always ... she was tough with me, but each time i was speaking with her ... i was clarifying for myself lots of things.
But the ... nonsense ... was still there.
It was indeed a part of my life ... and i had to learn how to deal with it.
Somehow ... i was in the position of being forced to learn to practice the non sense as an ... art.
It’s quite a ridiculous concept .... but there was nothing else to do ... cause it appeared on and on and on.
Each day i was waking up ... i’ve been asking myself .... what the hell is going to happen today?!
What else ... could it be?!
I felt trapped in a prison with invisible walls ... and i could not find any way out of this story ... so all it was left to do was to see the message behind all what was going on.
And until then ... i had to redefine my perceptions about any circumstances.
Somehow the Universe was forcing me to become an artist .... in dealing and practicing daily nonsense ... but i was still hoping that one day the awakening moment will appear ... and the illusion of life will be revealed for me ...
All my writings are kind of a … self therapy
And i was writing on and on and on …. defining my feelings and thoughts …
But it was a little bit funny realizing the contradiction between what i thought, what i felt deep inside of my soul … and how i was acting on the stage of life.
… analyzing and defining myself … the one that i thought i was … deep into my soul … and the one from the outside world … i was realizing it’s such a huge difference.
And still … i was trying to be better … but all i was doing was … pretending … on and on and on.
But why?!
Why … this huge different between my inner self and the one from the stage of life?!
I knew the theory … and knew all i had to do … and i was really pretending … i was doing the right thing, but …
Well …. most probably my real problem … which was a huge one …. was probably that i was disconnected from my inner self.
I knew about that self.
I knew it exists … and i had to be one with it … and even if i was pretending i was doing the right thing … it was all a lie.
I was lying myself … pretending … on and on and on …
Why?!
Why?!
Why?!
Until one day … when i decided that i need to stop doing that … and practicing the process of self therapy … i started to be more honest in front of myself.
Cause … I was simple … wasting my life … pretending … and i really had to redefine myself.
It is difficult to understand the human being ... but even worst ... it is even more difficult to understand our own souls.
... our habits.
... our desires.
... our tendencies ... the ones we follow.
Everything defines us ... from the past ... present and ... a possible future ... one that might appear in the way we want it to be.
And when we start to analyze what is really going on with us ... but also understand that life is ... not just a collection of perceptions and emotions ... we start to keep wondering why the soul is always following so many contradictory directions.
Why today we feel joy inside of the soul ... but tomorrow we feel so damm overwhelm by many negative energies ... from all around us ... that in the end makes us feel miserable …
and the beautiful vibe is disappearing ... and never come back for long, long time.
It’s funny cause the Universe does not want us to be unhappy, but to understand the illusion of life .... with everything that means ... problems, difficulties, hard situations etc ... but to realize that always ... at the end of the storm ... a beautiful sunny day is appearing.
... and we should learn to enjoy it ... but we remain focused on the storm ... not seeing the beauty of the new sunny day.
I smile seeing in the timeline of my life ... a dear friend that is keep repeating me everyday, almost as a mantra ... “It’s a new day! Let’s enjoy it!” ... and i am wondering is he smokes marihuana ... or i am totally blind ... not seeing the same reality he is watching at.
Today ... what i know for sure is that my friend is not smoking anything ... but i haven’t the guts to accept my blindness ... and start treating myself.
I see no difference between me and my friend ... but looking at him ... i can’t understand yet if he is still suffering of disease that i suffer by such a long time ... the dance of my emotions.
I realized about this illness i have ... and i also realized ... studying the statistic that defines my life ... that my reality is just a reflection of all those feelings i carry in my soul.
The short story is ... amazing vibes .... amazing life ... negative vibes ... a reality painted just in grey colors ... and nothing more.
It’s quite a simple concept!
But i continue staring at this silly dance of such contradictory emotions ... going to the left, then to the right ... then to the left again.
The music itself ... is so damm boring ... but instead of pushing the stop button ... and end this dance forever ... i believe is a natural fact for the human being.
And i accept it ... even if i should take the decision of creating the habit of connecting just to beautiful vibes ... the ones that makes me feel the joy of being alive.
I suddenly realize that what i explained to my friend that it’s a beautiful dance of emotions ... is actually a collection of contradictory feelings that are ruining my life.
The message of my friend was quite simple ... “It’s a new day ... let’s enjoy it!”.
But maybe it was so damm simple that i did not considered it as being ... a good advise.
This dance was controlling my life ... and even if i had the solution ... i was not taking any decision.
I preferred to continue my life ... as a journey to lots of pathless paths ... not realizing that it is time to stop ... and ask the inner self ... “ What should i really do?! What is the path destined to me?! Which is the real direction i should follow” .... and maybe pray ... as this silly dance of annoying contradictory feelings to stop.
And one day ... i started to finally think at the fact that i am not my emotions or my perceptions.
My mind was playing around with me .... cause i never thought i should master my mind ... and not let the mind control myself.
And the mind ... keeps generating all types of scenarios ... or perceptions ... then different types of emotions are appearing ... and many times contradictory ones ... amplified in a silly way ... and actually controlling my life.
The truth is ... and i accepted that ... i had not become a master of my mind ... at least not yet ... but i started to desire as the dance ... to stop.
And not just to stop now ... but stop forever.
I don’t want to live like this anymore.
I want a life connected ... only at the beauty of what life has to offer.
So ... at least ... i have a dream.
The one ... of getting rid of the non sense that was defining my life for years.
Deep inside myself i realized it is a difficult change ... but once i’ve taken the decision ... and also keep it in mind as a powerful desire ... i am on the right path.
I pay attention to everything ... to all the details that are influencing my perceptions and emotions ... analyzing ... defining ... as in the end to always redefine the script of my life ... and keep me connected to amazing vibes.
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The real change will come only when you will accept it inside your soul ...
There are so many books about change or success, that you will not have enough time to read them during this life time.
Sometimes looking for a huge success that could complete our lives ... the change is just part of the script.
And success indeed can’t come without the change.
But what is the change?!
Can you do it by yourself, or you just need special help from different people?!
Or maybe the real change can come only from inside of us ... and the only real help as it to happen is to accept it ... not only want it.
Accept it ... as part of your life.
Imagine that many years ago ... you had been poor, but you dreamed to be rich.
And one day you become rich.
But the funny question is ... do you accept the fact that you became rich?!
There are so many people that they were poor and then they became millionaires ... but soon after they lost everything again.
So ... they re became poor again.
They did not accepted the change.
Could not integrate it in their life.
When change comes in small steps ... is much easier to accept it as part of our new life.
When change comes suddenly ... we need to change our thinking right away ... and dare to see the whole scene of life in different colors.
On the paths trough life ... we get lost.
We lose all our dreams, one by another ... and we also lose ourselves also.
One day ... the idea of change looks illusory and we wonder why we can’t understand the fact that we are never happy anymore.
For a beautiful life, no matter if you are 20, 30, 40, 50 or even 60 or 70 ... you just need a plan ... the plan for the change.
But the change needs to be a positive one ... and not a collection of silly desires.
And if your life is miserable today ... small changes will make almost no difference at all.
The change needs to be a process of ... dreaming big no matter what happens in your actual life.
But you need to visualize and accept the future ... cause the real change means the break up from your past.
You will lose yourself into this process and become a new you ... but if you really want a new you ... you will accept it.
The Muse.
A non sense need of illusions.
We are looking for inspiration all around ... till we find out that the inspiration is just not coming.
We look all around.
We are looking for something or someone that can give us a great vibe ... everyday.
And one day ... we believe we found that we are looking for.
She ... is the Muse.
All great people from history, great artists, politicians, leaders, writers, poets, businessmen ... all of them, at one point ... they had an amazing muse that inspired them at a great dream.
The muse gave them the confidence of believing in themselves and they always thought that the inspiration came from that person.
But inspiration is actually coming from the Universe, and represent the connection between us and Divinity.
The muse is not ... the Divinity ... but maybe being in such a story, we understand how we can connect to the Infinite.
But can we, the ordinary people, learn to connect to then Universe, just as a monk does it ... without any love story?!
Can we find this power in ourselves ... to find that greatness without the help of a loved muse?!
What is her sense?!
Is she the one that reveals the beauty and the huge powers locked in our spirits?!
Can the secret of greatness comes just by having a love story ... or we should start studying how a monk is using his powers to
understand the laws of the Universe, just by connecting to himself ... and then to the Infinite?!
A muse looks like a non sense illusion.
But ... all great people used the trick to connect to the Universe this way.
Maybe ... the need of a muse is just a preliminary stage before you understand that in fact everything is in yourself.
The muse is only the one that is whispering you the great secret about yourself ... that you are an amazing human being and that you can be ... whoever you dream to be.
The muse is indeed an illusion ... a beautiful one ... but one day you will just understand that everything you need is already in yourself.
The real non sense that you should analyze ... and focus a lot on it ... is why we don’t believe in ourselves?!
... and why we need this adorable person to whisper beautiful words to us ... when we can think as a monk?!
Just think about it!
The painter that never paints
Unfortunately many times in my life, i was acting as my friend ... the painter ... that painter that was never painting
It was Paris ... about 4-5 years ago.
Someone introduced me a lady, which was a painter ... a very smart lady ... a genius i could say and it was a pleasure to spent time with her.
We became friends.
We started to go out everyday to the amazing coffees shops from the central area ... the ones close to the Seine and we were talking for hours.
She was telling me about her next paintings and was describing me in tiny details all the elements of the scenes.
Had an amazing way of talking ... but also knew a lot about
art.
In few weeks ... me ... a guy that did not knew anything about art, started to understand what is the whole meaning of art in our lives.
Soon i understand that she is not painting anymore, cause, for the moment, she does not have the necessary money for painting materials .... and right away i give her an amount that she could start again.
I also promise her to not worry, cause i will give as much as she needs to continue her work.
Few days later, i dare to ask her if she started to work on the paintings that she was telling me about ... and suddenly she became very annoyed.
Not understanding what is really going on ... being a polite person ... i succeed to change the subject and we continued in a nice way our conversation while drinking the amazing parisian coffee, but few days later i ask her again the same question.
Suddenly she changed her face and became so angry that i thought for a second that she wants to ... kill me.
I could not understand what was wrong.
I was asking a painter if she was started to paint ... cause now she had the money for the materials.
Again i succeed to avoid the useless conflict with her, but going to her apartment, which was small like any parisian apartment ... i see no painting materials.
In the end she tells me that the materials will come in few more days, cause it was a delay to her order, but also asks if i can give her some extra money, for another order also.
I smile ... cause in Paris you find painting materials in the city center and she could buy them right away ... but i give her the money she asked for.
Before leaving the apartment, in the last second ... i see drugs on the small table from the entrance.
I smile again ... and understood she used the money to buy drugs instead of materials.
I saw at her house about 15 paintings and indeed she was a great painter, but she was the painter that was actually never painted.
I leave ... and i get mad.
It was all a trap.
I was fooled like a 5 years old kid by this lady and actually i was helping her to take drugs ... without realizing not even for a second what i am doing.
She called me later on ... 100 times, but never answer her back.
Even told me that she will go to the Police to make a complain against me ... but could not clearly understand why.
One year later, i accidentally meet her near the Opera ... and she was pretending that she did not knew my name anymore.
I smile ... we exchange 2-3 words and i leave.
But one day, 2 years later ... i was meditating again over the subject for about 2 weeks.
Something was unclear for me ... and did not knew what and why.
I judged her too much ... but maybe i was also the painter that never paints ... many, many, many times in my life.
My parents supported me to study at the University of Polytechnics ... but i was not going to courses and instead i
was losing my time in the coffee shops all day long.
I was the student that never went to classes ... and i was doing same as the painter that was never painting.
I complete University, i open a company and i had so many clients that sometimes i took money from my clients, spent them ... and forget to deliver the promised services to the clients.
It was such a chaos at that time, that it was a total mess with the orders ... so ... i was doing what??!
I was the businessman that promised to deliver some services that were never delivered.
I was judging the painter ... but i was worst as her.
The list with my silly mistakes from life ... was huge.
I remember i read hundreds of books of personal growth ... and one day i even read a lot about management if conflicts ... and guess what i did next after i finished studying that subject?!
I laugh ... while writing to you ... cause what i did was that i had more and more useless conflicts with the people from my life.
So ... the best definition of myself could probably be the same as that silly lady ... the painter that never paints.
Le droit d’auteur est-il un système archaïque ? Dans cet ouvrage audacieux et polémique, Joost Smiers et Marieke van Schijndel répondent par l’affirmative et élaborent un dossier à charge contre le droit d’auteur et les mécanismes économiques qui en découlent.
En formulant l’hypothèse qu’un monde sans copyright (le droit d’auteur et autre droit de propriété intellectuelle) est possible, les auteurs explorent méthodiquement les secteurs où le protectionnisme et les conglomérats culturels créent une distorsion du marché au détriment des artistes, de la création et de la diversité culturelle. Imaginez un terrain de jeu équitable où les artistes pourraient vivre de leur art et où la créativité et les connaissances pourraient intégrer – à nouveau? – le domaine public pour être partagées… librement.
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Le droit d’auteur est-il un système archaïque ? Dans cet ouvrage audacieux et polémique, Joost Smiers et Marieke van Schijndel répondent par l’affirmative et élaborent un dossier à charge contre le droit d’auteur et les mécanismes économiques qui en découlent.
En formulant l’hypothèse qu’un monde sans copyright (le droit d’auteur et autre droit de propriété intellectuelle) est possible, les auteurs explorent méthodiquement les secteurs où le protectionnisme et les conglomérats culturels créent une distorsion du marché au détriment des artistes, de la création et de la diversité culturelle. Imaginez un terrain de jeu équitable où les artistes pourraient vivre de leur art et où la créativité et les connaissances pourraient intégrer – à nouveau? – le domaine public pour être partagées… librement.
Aussi au format papier. Ou faire un don.
Le droit d’auteur est-il un système archaïque ? Dans cet ouvrage audacieux et polémique, Joost Smiers et Marieke van Schijndel répondent par l’affirmative et élaborent un dossier à charge contre le droit d’auteur et les mécanismes économiques qui en découlent.
En formulant l’hypothèse qu’un monde sans copyright (le droit d’auteur et autre droit de propriété intellectuelle) est possible, les auteurs explorent méthodiquement les secteurs où le protectionnisme et les conglomérats culturels créent une distorsion du marché au détriment des artistes, de la création et de la diversité culturelle. Imaginez un terrain de jeu équitable où les artistes pourraient vivre de leur art et où la créativité et les connaissances pourraient intégrer – à nouveau? – le domaine public pour être partagées… librement.
Aussi au format papier. Ou faire un don.
Le droit d’auteur est-il un système archaïque ? Dans cet ouvrage audacieux et polémique, Joost Smiers et Marieke van Schijndel répondent par l’affirmative et élaborent un dossier à charge contre le droit d’auteur et les mécanismes économiques qui en découlent.
En formulant l’hypothèse qu’un monde sans copyright (le droit d’auteur et autre droit de propriété intellectuelle) est possible, les auteurs explorent méthodiquement les secteurs où le protectionnisme et les conglomérats culturels créent une distorsion du marché au détriment des artistes, de la création et de la diversité culturelle. Imaginez un terrain de jeu équitable où les artistes pourraient vivre de leur art et où la créativité et les connaissances pourraient intégrer – à nouveau? – le domaine public pour être partagées… librement.
Aussi au format papier. Ou faire un don.
Together with my friends Paul and Brian, talking about the philosophy of life and the paths that we should follow ... trying to find ideas for a beautiful reality ... we came to the conclusion that the human being needs kind of a vibe amplifier that should be around all the time.
The 3 of us are now over 40 and even if many wrote me asking if Paul and Brian really exist or they are just my imaginary friends ... i smile each time when i read that question, understanding that the 2 of them are somehow my reflection ... of my thoughts, actions, desires and everything defines me.
André Kahn served in the French Army throughout World War I as a "brancardier" (stretcher-bearer) and towards the end of the war as a defense lawyer at courts martial. At one point he had the unenviable task of corresponding with the relatives of fallen soldiers and returning the soldiers' belongings. The brancardiers had an extremely difficult task, evacuating seriously wounded soldiers through deep mud and under fire.
Kahn writes extensively about his longing for his partner (whom he later married), but also discussed philosophy and literature. From 1914 to the end, he records his optimism that the war will soon end, while also recording the loss of so many comrades and friends.
Julius Marx served as a front-line soldier in the German army in World War I on many fronts, including Verdun, the Somme, Italy and Poland.
This is a diary rather than a book. As such it expresses the daily sufferings of soldiers from cold, hunger, fear, stench, lack of sleep, as well as depression, homesickness, and both bravery and cowardice. Unusually, he describes interactions with the civilian population that they encounter.
Like most German Jews, Marx is highly patriotic and therefore he is incensed at the anti-Semitism he encounters, in particularly, with regard to promotion, although he is eventually promoted to Lieutenant. Marx participates in religious services whenever the opportunity arises, such as among the (impoverished) Jewish population in Poland.
I highly recommend this book for the powerful feelings of sadness that it invokes about a war that no one really wanted.