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Wednesday, September 25, 2013 Today's regression experience Sunday, September 01, 2013 Deconversion I found this video series / documentary today and it is Amazing. If you are or have gone through christian de-conversion, the process of losing faith, you should watch this. If you don't understand why someone would convert at all, you should watch it too, it will give you good answers. Saturday, August 31, 2013 Integrity Applying The 4 questions But enough about that. Have you heard of Byron Katie? The Work? She came up with this very simple way of testing your perspective on a problem before you actually let yourself feel affected by it.... And I've been intrigued to try it. These are the questions she suggests someone poses to a stressful thought: 1)Is it true? 2)Can you absolutely know that it's true? 3) How do you react, what happens, when you believe that thought? 4) Who would you be without that thought? So, I will pick on of my stressful thoughts and test it. For years I have been feeling unwelcomed by a relative. She asks a lot if I plan on moving away, and I feel she doesn't like me in general, even though she tries to hide it. I never confronted her about that. I don't usually confront people, unless I know them intimately and have to relate to them daily, which isn't the case here. We see each other maybe two or three times per year, in family occasions. So, is it true? I think it is true. I have theories about why it happens. Can I absolutely know that it's true? - This question is important. Why waste energy, time, life, thinking , worrying, feeling bad about something that you don't know for sure is true. This makes me realize the importance of being assertive. Assertiveness feels confrontational to me. In any situation. It takes me a while to digest assertiveness. When I do digest it, I appreciate it, because it's so healthy and sane. But it always feels violent at first, so I'm not assertive. I haven't been an assertive person. Maybe I will be more assertive because of this question. I really don't want to feel as bad as I have over something that I may not be true. It's a horrible idea. 3) How do I react, what happens when I believe that thought? I feel unwelcomed, inadequate, rejected, I feel it's unfair. It's interesting that I feel it's unfair. Doesn't she have the right to not like me or want me around her family? I feel that she would have that right if I was anything but pleasant and unassuming, and I try extremely hard to be good, to add to people's lives and to fit in without bugging anyone. And ironically that is probably what her problem is with me. But it still feels unfair, because that was me trying. So that's how that feels. 4) What would I be without that thought? I would feel freer, accepted, cozy. Well, the lesson in this particular problem is to be assertive, I think that's would would have prevented this. There are other types of problems that would be cool to try this approach on. My first reaction to The Work was that it seems to make many assumptions, people need to make certain assumptions for the questions to make sense, especially in what seems to be the next part of The Work, where people turn the situation around, and whatever they were feeling about the other person they say it about themselves. It makes assumptions that by turning the situation around, you will find reality. And I don't understand that concept. I guess it's exactly the quote I posted below "The external is the internal projected" ? I would like to hear more about that. Maybe I should buy the book. But it seems to work and bring insights... I want to do that with other situations in the future. Here, in writing, where I can keep better track of my thoughts. Is there anyone out there reading this? If you are, Hi and welcome. I hope this made sense to anyone else. Monday, February 08, 2010 The little Prince An extract from Le Petit Prince, by Antoine Exupery: It was then that the fox appeared. “Good morning,” said the fox. “Good morning,” the little prince responded politely, although when he turned around he saw nothing. “I am right here,” the voice said, “under the apple tree.” “Who are you?” asked the little prince, and added, “You are very pretty to look at.” “I am a fox,” the fox said. “Come and play with me,” proposed the little prince. “I am so unhappy.” “I cannot play with you,” the fox said. “I am not tamed.” “Ah! Please excuse me,” said the little prince. But, after some thought, he added: “What does that mean–’tame’?” “You do not live here,” said the fox. “What is it that you are looking for?” “I am looking for men,” said the little prince. “What does that mean–’tame’?” “Men,” said the fox. “They have guns, and they hunt. It is very disturbing. They also raise chickens. These are their only interests. Are you looking for chickens?” “No,” said the little prince. “I am looking for friends. What does that mean–’tame’?” “It is an act too often neglected,” said the fox. It means to establish ties.” “‘To establish ties’?” “Just that,” said the fox. “To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world . “I am beginning to understand,” said the little prince. “There is a flower . I think that she has tamed me . “It is possible,” said the fox. “On the Earth one sees all sorts of things.” “Oh, but this is not on the Earth!” said the little prince. The fox seemed perplexed, and very curious. “On another planet?” “Yes.” “Are there hunters on that planet?” “No.” “Ah, that is interesting! Are there chickens?” “No.” “Nothing is perfect,” sighed the fox. But he came back to his idea. “My life is very monotonous,” the fox said. “I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat . The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time. “Please–tame me!” he said. “I want to, very much,” the little prince replied. “But I have not much time. I have friends to discover, and a great many things to understand.” “One only understands the things that one tames,” said the fox. “Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy things all ready made at the shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship, and so men have no friends any more. If you want a friend, tame me . “What must I do, to tame you?” asked the little prince. “You must be very patient,” replied the fox. “First you will sit down at a little distance from me–like that–in the grass. I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings. But you will sit a little closer to me, every day . The next day the little prince came back. “It would have been better to come back at the same hour,” said the fox. “If, for example, you come at four o’clock in the afternoon, then at three o’clock I shall begin to be happy. I shall feel happier and happier as the hour advances. At four o’clock, I shall already be worrying and jumping about. I shall show you how happy I am! But if you come at just any time, I shall never know at what hour my heart is to be ready to greet you . One must observe the proper rites . “What is a rite?” asked the little prince. “Those also are actions too often neglected,” said the fox. “They are what make one day different from other days, one hour from other hours. There is a rite, for example, among my hunters. Every Thursday they dance with the village girls. So Thursday is a wonderful day for me! I can take a walk as far as the vineyards. But if the hunters danced at just any time, every day would be like every other day, and I should never have any vacation at all.” So the little prince tamed the fox. And when the hour of his departure drew near– “Ah,” said the fox, “I shall cry.” “It is your own fault,” said the little prince. “I never wished you any sort of harm; but you wanted me to tame you . “Yes, that is so,” said the fox. “But now you are going to cry!” said the little prince. “Yes, that is so,” said the fox. “Then it has done you no good at all!” “It has done me good,” said the fox, “because of the color of the wheat fields.” And then he added: “Go and look again at the roses. You will understand now that yours is unique in all the world. Then come back to say goodbye to me, and I will make you a present of a secret.” The little prince went away, to look again at the roses. “You are not at all like my rose,” he said. “As yet you are nothing. No one has tamed you, and you have tamed no one. You are like my fox when I first knew him. He was only a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But I have made him my friend, and now he is unique in all the world.” And the roses were very much embarassed. “You are beautiful, but you are empty,” he went on. “One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you–the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered; because it is she that I have put under the glass globe; because it is she that I have sheltered behind the screen; because it is for her that I have killed the caterpillars (except the two or three that we saved to become butterflies); because it is she that I have listened to, when she grumbled, or boasted, or ever sometimes when she said nothing. Because she is my rose. And he went back to meet the fox. “Goodbye,” he said. “Goodbye,” said the fox. “And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” “What is essential is invisible to the eye,” the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember. “It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.” “It is the time I have wasted for my rose–” said the little prince, so that he would be sure to remember. “Men have forgotten this truth,” said the fox. “But you must not forget it. You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for your rose . “I am responsible for my rose,” the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember… Sunday, January 10, 2010 christmas deco + new mirror oh, and a chalk board on the hall, where ken and I leave messages, or shopping lists or drawings, or quotes.. all those doors are: one closet, another closet with a big water heater, the two big doors are the laundry "room" and next door is kens room and his bathroom inside it. the other side is my (and main) bathroom and then my room. The cute baby in pink is Evy! Monday, December 28, 2009 Wednesday, December 02, 2009 Sweet Potato Pie 2 cups sweet potato 1 stick melted butter 1/2 cup sugar 1 can sweetened condensed milk 3 eggs 1 tsp vanilla ¼ tsp nutmeg ¾ tsp cinnamon -boil sweet potatoes until soft, let cool remove skin, mash. -combine all ingredients -makes 2 pies -bake at 350-375 for 30-35 min Bakes inside one of those frozen pie crusts you can get anywhere. I haven't done it yet. need to go get some ingredients. its highly addictive. Tuesday, December 01, 2009 Outside and in Sim, eh um pentagrama na cortina. O meu housemate eh um sacerdote pagao, nos tempos livres. Meet Ken... Kens pride and joy is his hair, which I braided for him. He is awesome. Stellium em sagitario na casa 12. lua em scorpio. Belo mix. Conheci-o em Julho, quando andava a procura de pessoas com interesses em astrologia e afins. O primeiro encontro foi na Revue, o meu hang out preferido em fresno, foi um nico desconfortavel como tds os primeiros encontros, com algumas moscas a chatear. Nunca imaginamos que estariamos a viver na mm casa 3 meses depois. A vida dah voltas. E aqui estou eu em grande plano na TV do Ken. O video do youtube. Sunday, November 29, 2009 Free Hugs in Lisbon Danse des lutins - FULL VERSION Friday, November 27, 2009 kitchen and my bedroom! :D :D :D I love that the windows have upclose views of trees! Besides the ocean I couldn't ask for a better view.
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Nije matematika, ali je jednako važno.Laku noć lisice, ruže i prinčevi Mali princ i Lisica Tada se pojavi lisica: Dobar dan, reče lisica.Dobar dan, pristojno odgovori mali princ koji se okrene, ali ugleda ništa. Evo me ovdje, reče jedan glas, pod jabukom. Tko si ti? upita mali princ. Vrlo si lijepa... Ja sam lisica, reče lisica. Dođi da se igramo, predloži joj mali princ. – Tako sam tužan... Ne mogu se igrati s tobom, reče lisica. Nisam pripitomljena. oprosti, reče mali princ. A onda, razmislivši, doda: Što znači to »pripitomljena«? Ti nisi odavde, reče lisica, što tražiš? Tražim ljude, reče mali princ. Što znači to »pripitomiti«? Ljudi imaju puške, reče lisica, i oni love. To je prilično nezgodno! Ali oni uzgajaju i kokoši. Po tome su zanimljivi. Tražiš li kokoši? Ne, reče mali princ. Tražim prijatelje. Što znači to »pripitomiti«? To je nešto što se davno zaboravilo, reče lisica. To znači »stvoriti veze«... Stvoriti veze? Naravno, reče lisica. Ti si za mene samo mali dječak sličan stotinama tisuća drugih dječaka. I ti mi nisi potreban. A ni ja tebi nisam potrebna. Ja sam za tebe samo lisica slična stotinama tisuća lisica. Ali, ako me pripitomiš, biti ćemo potrebni jedno drugom. Ti ćeš za mene biti jedini na svijetu. Ja ću za tebe biti jedina na svijetu... Počinjem shvaćati, reče mali princ. Postoji jedna ruža... mislim da me pripitomila... To je moguće, reče lisica. Čega sve nema na Zemlji... to nije na Zemlji, reče mali princ. Lisica je izgledala vrlo radoznala: Na nekoj drugoj planeti? Ima li lovaca na toj planeti? Gle, pa to je zanimljivo! A kokoši? Ništa nije savršeno, uzdahnu lisica. Ali lisica se ponovo vrati na svoju misao: Moj život je jednolik. Ja lovim kokoši, ljudi love mene. Sve kokoši su slične, i svi ljudi su slični. Meni je dakle, pomalo dosadno. Ali, ako me pripitomiš, moj život će biti kao obasjan suncem. Upoznat ću par koraka koji će biti drukčiji od svih ostalih. Drugi koraci me tjeraju pod zemlju. Tvoj će me kao glazba pozivati da iziđem iz rupe. A zatim pogledaj! Vidiš li, tamo dole, polje puno žita? Ja ne jedem kruh. Za mene žito ne predstavlja ništa. Žitna polja ne podsjećaju me ni na što. A to je žalosno! Ali ti imaš kosu boje zlata. Bit će divno kada me pripitomiš! Žito, koje je pozlaćeno, podsjećat će me na tebe. I ja ću voljeti šum vjetra u žitu... Lisica ušuti i dugo gledaše malog princa: Molim te... pripitomi me, reče ona. Vrlo rado, reče mali princ, ali nemam mnogo vremena. Trebam pronaći prijatelje i upoznati se s mnogim stvarima. Čovjek poznaje samo one stvari koje pripitomi, reče lisica. Ljudi nemaju više vremena da bilo što upoznaju. Oni kupuju gotove stvari kod trgovaca. A kako trgovaca nema koji prodaju prijatelje, ljudi više nemaju prijatelja. Ako hoćeš prijatelja pripitomi me! Što trebam učiniti? upita mali princ. Trebaš biti puno strpljiv, odgovori lisica. Najprije ćeš sjesti malo dalje od mene, eto tako, na travu. Gledat ću te krajičkom oka, a ti nećeš ništa govoriti. Govor je izvor nesporazuma. Ali, svakog dana sjest ćeš malo bliže... Sutradan mali princ ponovo dođe. Bilo bi bolje da si došao u isto vrijeme, reče lisica. Ako dolaziš, na primjer, u četiri sata popodne, ja cu biti sretna već od tri sata. Ukoliko vrijeme bude odmicalo bit ću sve sretnija. U četiri sata bit ću uzbuđena i uznemirena; upoznat ću cijenu sreće! Ali ako budeš dolazio kad ti padne na pamet, nikada neću znati za koji sat da spremim svoje srce... Potrebni su čitavi obredi za to. Što je to obred? upita mali princ. I to je nešto što se davno zaboravilo, reče lisica. To je ono što čini da se jedan dan razlikuje od drugog, jedan sat od drugih sati. Kod mojih lovaca, na primjer, postoji jedan obred. Oni četvrtkom plešu sa seoskim djevojkama. Četvrtak je, dakle, divan dan! Idem u šetnju čak do vinograda. Kad bi lovci plesali kad im padne na pamet, svi bi dani sličili jedan na drugi, i ja ne bih uopće imala odmora. Tako mali princ pripitomi lisicu. A kada se dan rastanka približi: Ah! reče lisica... Plakat ću. Sama si kriva, reče mali princ, nisam ti želei nikakva zla, ali ti si željela da te pripitomim... Naravno, reče lisica. Ali ti ćeš plakati! reče mali princ. Naravno, reče lisica. Znači, time ništa ne dobivaš! Dobivam, reče lisica, zbog boje žita. Zatim doda: Idi pogledaj ponovo ruže. Shvatit ćeš da je tvoja jedinstvena na svijetu. Vrati se onda da mi kažeš zbogom, a ja ću ti pokloniti jednu tajnu. Mali princ ode ponovo vidjeti ruže. Vi uopće ne sličite na moju ružu, vi još ništa ne značite, reče im on. Nitko vas nije pripitomio, i vi niste nikoga pripitomile. Vi ste kao što je bila moja lisica. Bila je to obična lisica slična stotinama tisuća drugih. Ali ja sam od nje napravio svog prijatelja, i ona je sada jedinstvena na svijetu. Ruže su se osjećale veoma nelagodno. Lijepe ste, ali ste prazne, reče im on još. Čovjek ne može da umrijeti za vas. Naravno, običan prolaznik povjerovao bi da moja ruža sliči na vas. Ali ona sama značajnija je od svih vas zajedno zato što sam ja nju zavolio. Zato što sam nju stavljao pod stakleno zvono. Zato što sam njoj napravio zaklon. Zato što sam zbog nje poubijao gusjenice (osim one dvije-tri radi leptira). Zato što sam nju slušao kako se žali, hvali ili kako ponekad šuti. Zato što je to moja ruža. I on se vrati lisici: Zbogom, reče joj on... Zbogom, odgovori lisica. Evo moje tajne. Sasvim je jednostavna: čovjek samo srcem dobro vidi. Bitno je očima nevidljivo... Bitno je očima nevidljivo, ponovi mali princ da bi zapamtio. Vrijeme koje si uložio oko tvoje ruže čini tu ružu tako dragocjenom. Vrijeme koje sam uložio oko moje ruže... reče mali princ da bi zapamtio. Ljudi su zaboravili tu istinu, reče lisica. Ali ti ne bi trebao zaboraviti. Ti si zauvijek odgovoran za ono što si pripitomio. Ti si odgovoran za tvoju ružu... Ja sam odgovoran za svoju ružu, ponovi mali princ da bi zapamtio ... Antoine de Saint-ExupéryLink 07.09.2012. u 21:13 | Komentari: 11 | Dodaj komentar Matematika – Skupovi i podskupovi u primjeni U matematici, skup se može shvatiti kao bilo koja kolekcija različitih objekata smatranim cjelinom. Iako se ovo čini jednostavnom idejom, skupovi su svejedno jedan od najvažnijih fundamentalnih koncepata u modernoj matematici. Ovo je osnovni uvod u ono što matematičari zovu "intuitivna" ili "naivna" teorija skupova . Za rigorozniji i moderniji aksiomatski pristup skupovima, pogledajte negdje drugdje. (Wikipedia, fala ti.) Ako je svaki član skupa A također član skupa B, tada se za A kaže da je podskup od B, piše se , te izgovara A je sadržan u B. Može se, također, zapisati što se čita kao B je nadskup od A, B uključuje A ili B sadrži A. Relacija između skupova uspostavljenu sa zove se inkluzija. Šta vam ja to oću reć? Ovako: zamislimo da je dejt skup. Eto, možemo reć da ima četiri člana. Onda zamislimo ne-dejt. To je već veći skup, ima šest članova (il sedam ako brojim crticu). Reko bi netko naivan: ali nedejt nije smisao ove stranice. O NE, NAIVNI ČITATELJU! Dejt, kao manji skup, čije članove sadrži veći skup Nedejt, je dakle manji. Ograničen. Shodno tome, Nedejt je veći, ima više članova, iliti, prevedeno na naš iskričarski jezik, pruža veće mogućnosti. Svemu ovome je pretpostavka da su i dejt i nedejt „live“ izlasci. Dejt je koncentriran. Usmjeren. Vrši pritisak na stranke u dejtu. Gura ka drugom dejtu ili ka bijegu od neuspješnih dejtova. Na dejtu, ak uhvatiš drugu stranku za ruku ili je kisneš, nema nazad, a ne ne! Ako je druga stranka stidljiva, može dovest do revoltiranog napuštanja dejta. Nedejt nema pritiska. Kažeš: „ma daj, više mi je dosta dejtanja, ajmo mi fino na kahvu i brbljajmo uživo, ma brže je nego ovo besmisleno tipkanje.“ Aj recite ko ne bi pristao?? Nadalje, ak nekog uloviš za koljeno, to je prijateljski. Ili kisneš na rastanku, to je isto prijateljski. Puuuuno je lakše pozvat na drugi nedejt jer druga stranka nije uplašena. Uvijek možeš reć: šta ti je? Pa ovo je sam prijateljska kava. Treći poziv na nedejt je već potrošio ona dva člana više u podskupu nedejta, članove n i e, pa je siguran put u dejt. I tako: u početku dejtanja bijaše NEDEJT! P.S. molim dragog gospodina koji se složio s nedejtom da se javi, kako mi ne bi urušio ovu teško razvijenu teoriju. Hvala! 06.09.2012. u 21:15 | Komentari: 62 | Dodaj komentar moram ovo...a nisam njaaaaaa, al 02.09.2012. u 20:55 | Editirano: 02.09.2012. u 21:12 | Komentari: 44 | Dodaj komentar Iskra za matematičare Reče meni jedan: izaberi stranu. Ili kreni putem svjetla(pvt) ili putem tame(blog). Ak hoćeš dejtat, nemoj blogirat. Ak blogiraš, ne dejtaš. But! Uvrstih ja te varijable u jednadžbe, i gle! Ne blogiraš = Dejtaš Blogiraš = Ne dejtaš Ne blogiraš+blogiraš=Dejtaš+ne dejtaš (Ne+1)blogiraš = (Ne+1)dejtaš Blogiraš=Dejtaš (btw.ovo sam pokupila negdje, samo sam prilagodila iskri, fala domišljatom autoru) reče meni teta Matematika. A matematika je sve. Samo, masa matematičara ne dejta. Ok, ovo ću sljedeći put, bacit ću se na logiku s primjesama (para)psihologije te natruhom neuračunljivosti. Ili jednadžbe s više nepoznanica. But! Možda se radi ipak samo o fizici i kemiji. ma može i link :))Link 01.09.2012. u 12:20 | Komentari: 157 | Dodaj komentar Iskra za ekonomiste :)))) Joj, što volim svoje drage sugovornike :))) Kaže li se se sugovornike? Ili dopisnike? Sudopisnike? Bem te, rano mi je... Vako, glede profesionalnih i inih deformacija (iako je ovo u šali napisano), al možda i pomogne: Pošiljatelj: ZZZZZZ Primatelj: mirelina Re: xxx rekao sam da NEĆU ... toliko o dosljednosti (op.a. ni ovaj neće sa mnom van :))) dakle, kako se to radi?! savjeti: 1. najprije povećaj svoju tržišnu vrijednost, tj. uvedi SAP i racionaliziraj procese (odbaci sav nepotrebni balast u obliku suvišnih kg i nepotrebnih naslaga) 2. veliku pozornost posveti promidžbi. izgradi imidž dinamičke uspješne tvrtke. vanjski dojam je strašno važan jer on ili privlači ili odbija. 3. pravi kupac će sigurno napraviti dubinsko snimanje. nemoj ući u proturječje. 4. pomno biraj trenutak za izlazak na tržište kapitala (u trenutku kad Ti je najviša tržišna vrijednost) 5. prodaj se najskuplje što možeš ali nikao iznad stvarne vrijednosti. neracionalna investicija se najčešće prvo pokuša restrukturirati, a onda ubrzo ponovo stavi u prodaju. 6. izgradi poslovno carstvo Sutra ćemo obradit druge profesije :)) 30.08.2012. u 9:43 | Komentari: 31 | Dodaj komentar "Projekt upoznavanja novih ljudi, te uspostavljanja možebitnih raznovrsnih veza s istima". Tu sam već neko vrijeme. Nije mi loše, nit ružno, nit imam nekih loših iskustava. Ali stojim u mjestu, jedino malko šećem vrtovima Iskrice, ima zanimljvih ljudi, zanimljivih blogova, ali i onih drugih ima. Za sad je ok, ali moram se maknut. Ovo me već par dana nasmijava i govori mi kako sami sebe baš i ne vidimo dobro, je li? A kažem da ne volim bahatost :)))) Nu me:))) Ovako je jedan lik srušio moj brižljivo sagrađen "Projekt upoznavanja novih ljudi, te uspostavljanja možebitnih raznovrsnih veza s istima". Ma koji jebeni projekt :)))))) Ljudi ne mogu bit projekt. Treba ih upoznat i gotovo. Kakvi jesu. Prihvatiti i dati. Nastavit ili ne nastavit. Ali svakako, upoznat i izvan virtuale. Obzirom da je zapis dug, za nestrpljive: s ljudima koje sam upoznala "u živo" na nekoj "ne-dejt" bazi mi je bilo super! DaBogda ih opet i često viđala :))) I da, taj čovjek iz pričice nije ovdje, pronašao je ravnotežu, uzeo što mu odavde treba, smiksao svoj koktel i zavaljen u ležaljci života gleda žive ljude. Dakle, može se! Eto, c/p: Pošiljatelj: mirelina Primatelj: XXXXXX Re: isprika Ne mogu se prestat smijati sama sebi već pola sata. Dakle: kopka me cijelo vrijeme moja mudra rečenica iz zadnje poruke kako ja nekog "nanjušim", pa, je li, "razotkrijem" valjda svojim mudrim tehnikama analize, i ta/taj se, napokon, gol/a slije u moje more "mudrosti". Jebo te. Idem čitat moje prepiske, i našu i još par sličnih. Što pročitam: XXXXXX je lik kojeg sam vidjela u profilima, čitala na blogovima, zaključila da je "nemoj gubit vrijeme, Mirela, on ti je petica, ti si trojka, piči dalje." Naletim na blog od YYY-a, misleć kako sam uvrijedila lika (koji je, uzgred budi rečeno, četvorka, pa nemam šta brbljat s njim, ja sam , je li, trojka), pa pošaljem porukicu isprike. Čovjek odgovori, naježim se kako piše (je, baš se palim na rječite), i ko bi ga odolio! Idem pričat, ionako nema ničeg/nikog već neko vrijeme. I mudrujem ja, mudrujem. Svaka njegova poruka me navuče dalje, a niti jedna NIJE navlakuša. Čovjek mi baš svakom rečenicom CRTA kako NISAM u pravu i ne znam. Ne znam, jebi ga. Ajde, ne govorim o općim teorijama humora, odabiru zanimljivih ljudi na blogu, nisam baš tako slijepa ni blesava. Ne, ne, ne! Trgam se ja iskopat lika jer je, je li, zanimljiv, rječit, jebo te, tajanstven! Analiziram ga, kao da imam baš sve ulazne podatke, zaboravljam da niti jedno drugo osjetilo nije uključeno, da nemam niti alate niti metode za analizirati tu nekog čovjeka na Iskri. Imam samo ono što, na kapaljku, kroz poruke daje. Može bit istina, a i ne mora. Niti jedan pogodak. Niti jedan. Sažali se lik i reče, XXXXXX, drago mi je. Ja nisam YYY. Što je ok, jer XXXXXX nije psihopat. A ja se povremeno (već, je li, x puta) tako zaigram "analizirajuć" likove za koje mislim, u svojoj mudrosti, da bi mi legli. Bilo koji, YYY i ostali, od njih JEST mogao bit bolesnik, ali pukom srećom nije. ...YYY (hajd, to nije bila upucavačka prepiska ni s jedne strane, ali ja sam, je li, pokušala dat do znanja kako sam ja super-truper neka mudrica koja "kuži" ljude. Rezultat? YYY čak nije YYY, YYY je XXXXXX, lik s početka priče, petica. Jesam ja ono rekla da ne volim bahatost? Eto mene, di sam do sad Stvarno ovo baci ća odma, ali nasmij se sa mnom dok čitaš. Idem ćakulat s OOO-om ak je budan. Moram vidit jesam li i tu Ne, nisam krokodil, za promjenu analiziram sebe. Moram počet s te strane, he he Aj, laku noć Pošiljatelj: XXXXXX Primatelj: mirelina Re: isprika e evo je priča koju moraš stavit na blog. od prve do zadnje rečenice sam imao onaj debeli osmijeh, bez zuba, samo razvučeno dokle ide :))) ( mislim, nisam ju pročitao samo kao priču, pročitao sam i sve ŠTO piše. popriliično i tko) i prije nego izletim iz kuće ka uredu, moram ti neš reć. na francuskom. Odjebi s tim peticama. to su priče iz Cosmopolitana i Glorie. već smo pičali o tome. najgora stvar je mogućnost velikog izbora. začas se mozak navikne da ako netko ne štima po nekoj sitnici, umjesto da tu sitnicu procesuira, mozak sugerira "daj dalje iz vreće, ima svega u božjoj bašti"... prestrašno je to. Ne misleći ljudi to dovedu gotovo do refleksa. možeš se zaštitit od toga na način da apsolutno nikakav stav nemaš o osobi a kojom se ideš upoznat. jer kako god da zamisliš, uvijek se pojavi drugačiji. i bude ti krivo. ne zato što je ta njegova "mana" tako strašna, već osjetiš razočaranje svoje loše pretpostavke. aj papa, pozdravi mi OOO-a 29.08.2012. u 19:00 | Komentari: 21 | Dodaj komentar