Indigo Girls
I Believe In Love

When we tried to rework all of this
Each to her rendition
Painted ourselves in a corner
Lost for ideas blindly fishing
For a compliment or kindness
Just to bring us into view
But you could not interpret me and I could not interpret you

I remember that cold morning when the trees were black with birds
I tried to make out some connection
We were at a loss for words
After all that we've been through
I could not see giving up
Despite the picture of our coffee growing colder in the cups

I want to say that underneath it all you are my friend
And the way that I fell for you I'll never fall that way again
I still believe despite our differences that what we have's enough
And I believe in you and I believe in love

So we went rolling on down through the years
Taking time off we could steal
Until the thief of things unreconciled
Stuck it's stick into the wheel
Now we're tumbling in a freefall
No one's gonna go unscathed
But it's not because you held back and its not how I behaved

I want to say that underneath it all you are my friend
And the way that I fell for you I'll never fall that way again
I still believe despite our differences that what we have's enough
I believe in you and I believe in love

There are avenues and supplements and books stacked on the shelf
Labyrinths of recovery in search of our best self
But most of what will happen now is way out of our hands
So just let it go and see where it lands

I want to say that underneath it all you are my friend
And the way that I fell for you I'll never fall that way again
I still believe despite our differences that what we have's enough
I believe in you and I believe in love
I believe in you and I believe in love

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gHYkRLiOZS0

~*~*~*~

Some things in life won't last. Some things in life won't happen. But each happening, wether it is successful or unsuccessful (in the meaning of accomplishing what we are aspiring for) is a lesson on its own. Life sometimes gives us gifts. Even a failure (seen so through our eyes) can be a blessing, which can lead us to a better road. Even a misfortune of any kind may lead us to a better answer. Closer to being what we are and what we want to be.

I am sorry.

But each life needs to be lived.
And sometimes it's not us, but the circumstances of life that decide.
We are being shown how we should go on.

And sometimes we have to pay the price to reach our dream. Not stomping on others, but paying the price.
And I am sorry, if I hurt You in any way, but we both know that this is not going to work out as it has so far. I have moved on.
But I still love You, and You are still my friend.

And we both deep inside know that.

When a plum dries, does it mean it's less tasteful? No, it's more concentrated in its consistance, takes less space, and turns sweeter.

Kas keegi on kunagi Sind ahistanud? Kuidas? Kuidas oleks, kui Sulle helistataks mingite aja intervallide tagant ja küsitaks mingied suvalisi nimesid/inimesi, või mingit teenust? Kuidas reageeriksid?

Mulle helistati ükskord telefonile ja küsiti müüdavate elektriradikate kohta. Et kas on veel mõni müügis. Mul sai siiber sellistest kõnedest ja otsustasin teistmoodi reageerida kui tavaliselt - läksin mänguga kaasa. Ütlesin, et kahjuks on kõik radikad juba ära müüdud, kuid et helistagu mõned päevad hiljem, et võibolla ikkagi leiab mingi lahenduse. Pärast seda ei tehtud tükk aega 'pilakõnesid'.

Kuidas aga siis suhtuksid, kui helistajaks on üks ja see sama inimene. Sa tead seda, sest sel inimesel on sama hääl, mis eelmistelgi kordadel - ta on jäänud Sulle meelde.

Miks inimesed teevad nii? Kas neil on igav?

Ja kui see on see inimene, keda ma arvan teda olevat, siis miks ta ei võiks oma eluga edasi minna.

Elu on naljakas.

Have You ever died in Your dreams? I once saw that I was pulled into the ground and suffocating without being able to breather. When I suddenly woke up, I had noticed, that in fact, I had stopped breathing for a while. I had almost died in my dreams. But the weirdest thing - after having to wake up, I felt more alive than ever.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iBMtwaEW_nw

Soldiers of Jah Army (SOJA)
'True Love'

Just like the land that bear the name Africa,
Love is on my mind.
It's for everyone no matter where you're from,
Love, it cross all lines.
Like the feeling of all the seasons changing,
Love is a memory
And in these last days, when iniquity blazing,
Truth Love Speaks.

Chorus:
I need true love
Do you know what you mean to me
Does it show as I live and I breath
In the valley of the shadow, I know you'll be.
I defense, I conquer death
I conquer the enemy (envy).

v.2
What is love really if it only affects, one aspect of life?
That's like a musician who only accepts, his own musical type.
That's like a preacher who only respects sunday morning, and not saturday night
That's how a soldier can come to reflect,
that Love is more than a man and a wife.

Chorus

v.3
In a time of plenty, Jah gonna keep me strong.
Things get hard and I keep cool, yeah,
Jah gonna keep me strong.
When InI cup is empty,
Jah gonna keep I strong.
When InI cup is full, yeah,
Jah keep I from their temptation

~*~*~*~

What is love if we can't see all its sides? What is love if we can't look further than our own nose? What is love if we only think of ourselves? What is love if we define the world from only our perspectives? What is love if we keep denying & destructing the purity and true nature of others dreams? What is love if we wait for it to happen and don't preach it every day?

Love is without limits. Love can and should guide You every day, wherever You go in mind of physical world.

Racing against Yourself is the toughest, yet the best kind.
Racing against Your beliefs, time left, promises, hopes, judgements, mistakes (to pass, to accept).

But one thing becomes relevant.
Does it interest me?

If it doesn't, then I wouldn't even try it. I wouldn't pay the effort.

Have a nice week, friends!

Üks T-test neid kõiki valitsema,
Üks T-test, et neid leida,
Üks T-test, et neid kõiki kohale tuua,
ja neid pimeduses liita.

~*~*~*~

One T-test to rule them all,
One T-test to find them,
One T-test to bring them all
and in the darkness bind them.

Elada majas, kus valitseb kõike muud kui elu/armastus, on raske. Aga selleks, et haigus külge ei nakkuks, tuleks end vaktsineerida rohuga, või minna füüsiliselt ära sellest kohast, et saada mitte nakatatud.

Tahaks elu kergemaks teha ja minna füüsiliselt ära, kuigi ma tean, et praegu see pole võimalik. Just minu enese tõttu. Aga ma luban endale, et enese heaolu nimel ma teen seda nii pea kui olen selleks valmis ja võimeline.

Ei tohi edasi lükata asju, mis on siililegi selged.

Miks piinata iseennast, kui saaks elada hoopis teistmoodi, ja teiste tundmustega.

Olen kurb, et mõned inimesed ei taipa, et elu on elamiseks, selle nautimiseks, mitte virisemiseks ja vingumiseks ja ootamiseks, et äkki kunagi tulevad paremad ajad. Paremad ajad on PRAEGU. Homset ei pruugigi tulla. Ela juba täna, ära lükka asju homsesse.

Ja ka mina pean seda tegema.
Aga sõbrad, elu on ilus.
Kuid see on vaid nii, kui me seda ise näeme & tunneme.
PROGRAMMEERIGE ISE OMA ELUD! ÄRGE LASKE TEISTEL SEDA TEHA! MEIL ON SEE VÕIME OLEMAS JA SEE ON TEADUSLIKULT KA TÕESTATUD!

Rohkem tõelist armastust, paluks.
Vähem võltsi armastust, paluks.

HEAD UUT AASTAT! :)

http://paranormaalne.blogspot.com/2009/05/vanga-ennustused.html

Vangelia ehk Vanga sündis 31.01.1911 Jugoslaavia linnas Strumices. Kui ta lapsena läks allikast vett jooma, juhtus õnnetus. Taevas pimenes, tõusis torm ja kõva tuul viskas tüdruku nagu tolmukübeme põllule, mattes ta okste ja liiva alla. Kuigi liiv tegi tüdruku silmad pimedaks, avanes tema vaimne silm ja ta sai nägijaks – pimedaks nägijaks.

Vanga ütles: “Kõik sünnib iseenesest ning küllaltki lihtsalt. Minu juurde tuleb inimene ja koos temaga murrab mu sisse tema elu, kõigi rõõmude ja kirgedega, õnnetuste ja valudega. Mul avaneb ajus aken, mille kaudu ma vaatan oma külalise elu. Pole tähtis, kas ta räägib või vaikib. On isegi parem, kui ta vaikib, sest minu poolt nähtavaid pilte saadavad üksikasjalikud jutustused. Ma kuulen täiesti selgelt sõnu, mida sina ega keegi teine ei kuule.”

Tavaliselt tegeles Vanga ravimisega. Raskete ihu- ja hingehaiguste puhul andis Vanga täpse diagnoosi ja ravi. Ta ravis maarohtudega ja oskas taimede keelt. Jalutades aasal, vestles ta taimedega, kes ütlesid talle, millise haiguse puhul ja kuidas neid kasutada.

Vanga: “Maailm algas taimedest ja taimedega ta ka lõpeb. Kõik, mis inimesed maa peale jätavad, kattub unustuse rohuga. Iga maa taimed ravivad ainult sellel maal elavaid inimesi. Nii on määratud. Igaüks peab end ainult oma taimedega ravima.” Kõige kasulikum on ravimtaimevann. Liigse tabletisöömisega hävitame oma loodusliku kaitsevõime.

Kuigi Vanga oli vaga kristlane, oli tal usust omamoodi arusaamine. Jumalat kujutles ta avatud silmana; Jeesus polnud inimkujuline, vaid ere tulekera. Ka uskus ta budismile omast taaskehastumist, mida kirik ei tunnista. Vanga oli tugev fatalist – kõik toimus ettemääratud rada pidi. Kui tema oli midagi juba näinud, siis polnud seda peaaegu kunagi võimalik muuta, isegi kui ta väga püüdis ja inimest hoiatas. Ometi polnud tema fatalism ükskõikne saatusele alistumine – ta tegi ränka tööd, püüdes inimeste elu kergendada ja neid headuse poole kallutada.

Suuremad ettekuulutused:

Vähk surutakse raudsetesse ahelatesse. Pole kaugel päev, mil inimkond vabaneb hirmsast haigusest – vähist. Vähiravim peab sisaldama palju rauda, ning hobuse, koera ja kilpkonna hormoone, sest hobune on tugev, koer vastupidav ja kilpkonn pikaealine.

Inimesed pöörduvad tagasi nõelravi juurde: “ Nõelravi on võimas vahend, kuid suurema edu saavutamiseks tuleb kasutada mitte metallist, vaid savist nõelu, nagu iidsetel aegadel tehti. Neid peab kuumutama elaval tulel – mitte elektriga, sest inimkehas on liiga palju elektrit.”

Teadus teeb suuri avastusi tuleviku ja kosmose kohta. Iidsete raamatute abil lahendatakse paljud saladused. V. Roerichile ütles Vanga, et Tiibetist algas inimkonna ajalugu, sealt tuleb otsida tema juuri, seal peituvad inimolemuse saladused.

Vanga suhtles ka tulnukatega. Nad ütlesid talle: “Maailma ootavad ees paljud muudatused, ta sünnib jälle ja hävib uuesti. Tasakaal saabub siis, kui meie hakkama inimestega rääkima.” Tulnukad on väga ranged, töötavad väga palju ja organiseeritult. Nad räägivad, et on väga vähe inimesi, kellega nad praegu otsesidemetes on. Ungarlased on esimesed, kes loovad avaliku kontakti tulnukatega.

Varsti ilmuvad inimestele tundmatud haigused. Inimesed kukuvad tänaval ümber ja haigestuvad raskelt ilma nähtava põhjuseta. Haigeks jäävad isegi need, kes pole kunagi varem haiged olnud. Kuid epideemia võib peatuda, kõik on meie võimuses. Ei tohi kuritarvitada väetisi ja kemikaale, loodus on juba lämbumas. Saabub päev, kui maa pealt kaovad paljud taimed ja loomad. Esimestena kaovad igaveseks meie aedadest sibul, küüslauk ja pipar. Mesilad jäävad mesilasteta, piim muutub kibedaks.

Me elame raskel ajal, inimestel puudub üksmeel. Naised sünnitavad lapsi, kuid ei anna neile piima ega soojust. Lapsed antakse väikestena sõimedesse, pannakse õhtul endast eraldi magama, lapsed näevad harva naeratust ema näol. Naised arvavad, et mehed ei austa neid piisavalt. Mehed arvavad, et pere on vaid koorem. Eakad pole rahul, kuna noored neid ei austa. Keegi pole kellelegi vajalik. Inimesi huvitab vaid raha. Keegi ei mõista, et pole kaugel päev, mil raha muutub kasutuks prügiks. Inimestel saab olema kõik, peale võimaluse omada midagi tõeliselt väärtuslikku – sõprust, austust, armastust ja kaastunnet. Mis on raha? Kõdu.

Tuleviku inimesed saavutavad nägemisvõime. Terad eraldatakse sõkaldest. Tulevik on heade päralt.


Mis meid siis ees ootab....
2010 - World War III. War will begin in November 2010 and end in October 2014. Will begin as usual, then nuclear will be used initially, and then chemical weapons.

2011 - As a result of the fallout of nuclear fallout in the northern hemisphere will not be any animals or vegetation. Then Muslims will wage war against chemical surviving Europeans.

2014 - Most people will suffer skin cancer and other skin diseases (a consequence of chemical warfare).

2016 - Europe almost lonely (empty).

2018 - New China becomes a world power. Developing countries in turn operated from exploiters.

2023 - A little bit of change in the Earth’s orbit.

2025 - Europe still little settled.

2028 - Creating a new energy source (probably a controlled thermonuclear reaction). Hunger is gradually being overcome. Launched a manned spacecraft to Venus.

2033 - The polar ice are melting. Greater levels of the oceans.

2043 - The world economy is thriving. In Europe, Muslims rule.

2046 - any bodies (organs) can be manufactured (cloning?). Replacing the bodies is becoming one of the best methods of treatment.

2066 - During the attack on the Muslim Rome, the United States used a new kind of weapon - the climate. The sharp cooling (instant freezing).

2076 - Classless Society (communism).

2084 - The restoration of nature.

2088 - A new disease - aging for a few seconds!

2097 - The rapid aging defeated.

2100 - Artificial sun illuminates the dark side of the Earth.

2111 - People become living robots.

2123 - The war between small nations. Big nations do not intervene.

2125 - Hungary will receive signals from space.

2130 - Colony under water (with the help of sympathetic councils).

2164 - Animals turn half-human.

2167 - A new religion.

2170 - Major drought.

2183 - A colony on Mars becomes a nuclear power, and demands independence from the Earth (like when - the United States from England).

2187 - Will stop 2 large eruption of volcanoes.

2195 - Sea Colony fully developed, abundant energy and food.

2196 - Complete mixing of Asians and Europeans.

2201 - At the Sun slowing thermonuclear processes. Temperature drops.

2221 - In the search for extraterrestrial life, humanity comes into contact with what - something terrible.

2256 - Spacecraft forgotten to Earth terrible new disease.

2262 - Planets gradually changing planetary orbit. Mars is threatened by comets.

2271 - Restart physical constants are changed. (Laws of physics changed?)


2273 - Mixing yellow, white and black races. New race.

2279 - Power from nothing (probably from a vacuum or a black hole).

2288 - Travel back in time (Time Travel invented?). New contacts with aliens.

2291 - The sun cools. Attempts were being made to light it again.

2296 - Powerful eruption on the Sun. Changing the force of gravity. Beginning to fall old space stations and satellites.

2299 - In France, guerrilla movement against Islam.

2302 - New important laws and secrets of the universe revealed.

2304 - Secrets of the Moon revealed.

2341 - Something terrible is approaching Earth from space.

2354 - An accident in one of the artificial Sun leads to drought.

2371 - The great famine.

2378 - A new fast-growing race.

2480 - 2 artificial Suns collide. Land in the twilight.

3005 -The war on Mars. Violated the trajectory of the planet.

3010 - Comet hits Moon. Around the Earth - ring/zone of the stones and dust.

3797 - By this time on Earth killed all life, but mankind will be able to lay the foundations for a new life in another stellar system.

3803 - A new planet is populated by little. Fewer contacts between people. Climate new planet affects the organisms of people - they mutate.

3805 - The war between humans for resources. More than half of people dying out.

3815 - The war is over.

3854 - The development of civilization virtually stops. People live flocks as beasts.

3871 - New prophet tells people about moral values, religion.

3874 - New prophet receives support from all segments of the population. Organized a new church.

3878 - along with the Church to re-train new people forgotten sciences.

4302 - New cities are growing in the world. New Church encourages the development of new technology and science.

4302 - The development of science. Scientists discovered in the overall impact of all diseases in organism behavior.

4304 - Found a way to win any disease.

4308 - Due to mutation people at last beginning to use their brains more than 34%. Completely lost the notion of evil and hatred.

4509 - Getting to Know God. The man has finally been reached such a level of development that can communicate with God.

4599 - People achieve immortality.

4674 - The development of civilization has reached its peak. The number of people living on different planets is about 340 billion. Assimilation begins with aliens.

5076 - A boundary universe. With it, no one knows.

5078 - The decision to leave the boundaries of the universe. While about 40 percent of the population is against it.

5079 - End of the World.

~*~*~*~

Vaata lisaks:
http://www.alamongordo.com/

Nii et: to conspire or not to conspire, that is the question. Kus on tõde? Ja kui täpselt tõlgendame kellegi teise poolt tehtud ennustusi? Aga jälgige mängu.

Kõik inimlik on tegelikkus ja vahel teame me asju juba enne, kui need aset leiavad, isegi kui me seda tähele ei pane. (P. Auster)

8. novembril kui käisime Rahvaraamatu (www.rahvaraamat.ee) väljakuulutatud sooduspakkumise nädalal, leidsin enda jaoks nii mõnegi raamatu. Kuid paljude seast jäi mulle silma üks: Paul Austeri 'Oraakli öö'. Esialgu ilmselt viis mind raamatuni asjaolu, et Paulo Coelho blogis kirjutab üks inimene väga sarnast kasutaja nime, küll aga juhuslikult - tegu pole sama inimesega. Naljaga võtsin raamatu kätte, lugesin mõnest kohast - ja mulle tundus, et see on see, mis sobiks. (Mul on viimasel ajal imelik komme vaadata raamatu sisse, teha see paarist suvalisest kohast lahti ja lugeda. Ja kui loetu stiil ja mõtted meeldivad, või midagi selles raamatus lihtsalt kutsub, siis ostan selle ära.) Olin juba veendunud seda ostma, kuid vaatasin veel pilguga vilksamisi tahakaanele, kokkuvõtet, ja seal oli selline tekst:

'Mõni kuu pärast toibumist peaaegu surmaga lõppenud haigusest astub 34-aastane romaanikirjanik Sidney Orr Brooklynis Cobble Hillis kirjatarvete poodi ja ostab sinise märkmiku. On 18. september 1982 ning järgmised üheksa päeva elab Orr selle tühja raamatukese lummuses, eksleb maailmas täis kummalisi ettekuulutusi ja segadusttekitavaid sündmusi, mis ähvardavad hävitada ta abielu ning kõigutada usku reaalsusse.'

Mind hämmastas kuupäeva osa - 18. september ja 1982. 18 oktoobri öösel vastu 19ndat nägin kummalist unenägu, mis vihjas asjaolule, et kas millestki aasta varem või hiljem juhtub midagi. Unenäos oli mingi mees, kellelt küsisin, et kui suur on sinu igakuine ravikulu, ja ta ütles 360. Aga ta ei lisanud, et kas see on rahasumma. 360 võib ka olla päevades - ja aastas on just nimelt 360 päeva. Unes ma taipasin seda fakti, kusjuures. Igatahes, kui ma poes olles selle raamatu kokkuvõtet lugesin ja nägin seal 18. september 1982, siis mul tuli mu uni meelde (kas siis meelega või juhuslikult) ja siis ma teadsin, et isegi kui see pole päris see märk, mida ma arvan, siis ostan selle raamatu ära.

Hiljuti oli mul jutuajamine inimesega, keda arvasin, et suudan kõiges usaldada, kuid pidin temas teatud mõttes pettuma. Ta pööras minu jaoks olulise asja naljaks. Kuna meie jututeema oli seotud imede, mõistusega mitte seletatavaga, siis see omakorda näitas, et ta ei usu neisse (ei imedesse, ega nendesse asjadesse, mis pole loogikaga seletatavad). Ma ise olen ka seda teinud, muidugi.. aga teistes kontseptis. Igatahes nali on selles, et tema sünnipäev on 18. oktoober (18 sept - 18 okt - see on muidugi täiesti juhuslik.). Igatahes meie jutuajamise sisu oli see, et mina rääkisin talle oma unenägudest ja tema ütles, et see kõik on ju puhas juhus, ja et ma mõtlen ise seoseid juurde jne jne... ja ühesõnaga pööras selle naljaks.

Ma läksin naljaga kaasa, kuigi tegelikult näen asju pisut teisiti. Kui ise pole midagi sellist kogenud, ei saagi vist tõsiselt võtta/uskuda (eriti kui pole usku ega tahtmist millessegi uskuda). Tema perekonnas oli juhus, kus üks inimene oli lootusetult haige, ja suri mõned aastad tagasi (jälle üks juhuslik seos, aga siiski). Ja siis veel üks juhus seotud kuupäevadega, mille mainimata jätan. Ma täna lõpetasin selle raamatu lugemise ja see lõppes ootamatult: mees oli teadnud intuitiivselt asjaolusid tema elus asetleidvate sündmuste kohta, lisaks ta avastas, et ka tema parimal sõbral oli sarnane võime. Võime näha asju elus enne seda, kui need reaalselt juhtuma hakkavad. Mingid märgid, mida elust saame, ja veel ei oska tõlgendada, kuid mis nö. realiseeruvad tulevikus, ja siis meile meenub, et me ju juba teadsime seda. Kummaline. Kuid see on võimalik. Isegi, kui me neid märke alati tähele ei pane, on see võime nö tajuda, ette näha, koguaeg meis olemas.

Kas siis võtta eraldiseisva ja olulise märgina asjaolu, et ma küll tegelikult hinges haavusin oma sõbra käitumise peale, solvudes tema nö uskumatusest tulenevast käitumisest ja sõnadest (kuigi ma mõistan, et inimestel on erinevad kogemused, uskumused ja üldse usk ellu, imedesse, ja seesugustesse nähtustesse, mis pole loogika ega teaduse abil seletatavad. Ma lepin, et inimesed pole ühesugused, kuid tema puhul on raske sellega leppida, kuna ta on niivõrd mõistev... muudes asjades.) öeldu kohta, kuid et ma pean uskuma endasse, olenemata, mida teised mulle ütlevad. Kuna mina ka kohati näen asju ette enne, kui nad minuga juhtuma hakkavad. Tol momendil ma taipasin, et kõik ei peagi mõistma. Kui mina mõistan ja lepin sellega, siis polegi muu oluline. Ja õnneks too moment ma tundsin nii. Kuid see raamat sattus mulle meelega kätte... sest ma pidin seda kinnituseks saama. Ja ma olen tänulik. Täiesti KUMMALINE on elu. Kallis, kui Sa vaid usuksid oma võimetesse, Sa tõuseksid lendu. Kahju, et osad inimesed känguvad vaimselt, hinges. Kui ma saaks, ma varustaks neid nektariga, mis annaks eluvaimu juurde. Kuid ei saa seda anda inimesele, kes ei taha, et see juhtuks. Seega on mõttetu näha vaeva aidata inimest kes abi ei soovi. Ja mõttetu on armastada meest, kes ei taha, et teda armastatakse (kuigi see pole päris tõsi, sest armastada saab erineval moel/tasemetel: philos, eros, agape).

A man who didn't know how to love.
Liina Lindpere
16.december 2009

There was a man, whos little house was made entirely out of glass. All of the construction was made of the most simple, see-through glass: the walls, the floors, the roof, even the chimney above the fireplace. The neighbours were curious and started to become suspicious of the man living in such an unusual and open house. Some claimed that he was a man of vanity, some claimed he was rich and using this type of material to make it available to show his wealth proudly to everyone, some claimed that he must be hiding something deep down, and that having a glass house, that everyone can see through and into, is probably a way of decieving and tricking people to make them think that there is nothing to hide, even if there was. As much as the people had their suspicions, all of their curiosity was won, and one by one they started to knock on the mans door to find out about him, and what his house was about. Some were bold and some were more shy in asking him questions and in skill with leading the conversation to the one and only topic they wanted to know about - the secret of that man. That man, who on the outside seemed quiet, calm, honest and open. But yet, people were suspicious. He was different.

As people approached the house they saw clearly, that neither was the man vain, rich, hiding nor trying decieve them. In their soul, they were disappointed - they were, in fact, having an unconcious competition over who is the first one to find out about the man and prove that his intentions are of the dishonest kind. To find out, that there were none, they were annoyed and couldn't let it go. There had to be something. They had to find something. They kept visiting the man in his glass home, not giving up. Even if at first, when finding out that the man was living alone, they thought he lived in deep loneliness, it wasn't so. In his soul he was content and glad to be living and feeling alive.

The conversations always went the same. At first, the neighbours attitude was to interrigate him. As the man started to answer to their questions, they saw, that his intentions were pure, honest and not in vain, nor egoistic. He spoke by heart, with wisdom. He spoke slowly and clearly. But he had sparkling eyes, the eyes that were full of love and joy for life. How could a man living by his own be so happy about his life, when he's all alone, people wondered. And people started to ask about his secret to that. He didn't have to start explaining the recepie to a good life, but simply said: "My life changed, when I started to live my life having the truth flowing in and out of me, when I started to be thankful for the life I was given, and when I started to love myself and forgive myself for my mistakes - then I started to truly love life." But then he thought for a while, comprehended his mistake and continued: "But there is a secret recepie for everyone. Although each must find their own. But they must also accept and respect others secret recepies."

People started to laugh. Some thought it was naive, some thought it was too simple to be true, some got angry, because they wanted to know the secret so they could follow it exactly the same way, some were disappointed because they were not given no certain steps, what to do, to improve their lives. The man saw the peoples reaction and explained: "As much as I want to help with Your troubles, it's us ourselves, who hold the means within us, to open the doors that are in front of us." He sighed and finished: "We must have the patience and the wish to find it on our own. Only then will we truly see. Without it, the answer could be in front of our eyes but we still wouldn't see."

Neighbors were insulted - they thought that the man had the secrets, but wasn't willing to share it with others. How could a man, speaking as he is, wisely, not tell them the secret how to have a happier life? He must of been selfish or plain mean, they thought.

The man knew that in life, the trick is not to copy others, but to start to learn about oneself, and to listen to oneself, then the soul will become alive. If we start to observe what we think, do and feel, and why we do the things we do, we find the key to a happier life. But as always, the neighbors were trying to find the help from everywhere else, except inside themselves.

They were frightened to look inside themselves because they have been living in prejudices, lies and boredom for half of their life now. It would be hard and take a lot of work to break out of such life, and as proved, they weren't really looking forward to pitching in to do that. As they spoke to the man, they let their eyes wonder and inspect the house from the inside (as if there was anything still, to hide. But the irony was, that there was, indeed, something). One of the guests visiting the man was a younger girl, who still didn't want to believe that the man had nothing to teach. She thought that maybe she'd be able to crack the man to reveal her his secrets. There she was, trying to seek for advice, to change something in her life for once and for all. As she was letting her eyes feeding on the visual images of her surroundings, she was stopped to find a glimpse, a reflection of her own face. She had never really looked in a mirror without putting that constrained smiling face on and for that she was frightened for what she saw. There was desperation, there was saddness cured by nothing, there were worried eyes.

Each neigbour before the girl had left the man's house feeling victorious, feeling sorry for the man and good about their lives. They felt sorry for the man for being so avaricious for not giving up the information they were looking for, the help they were seeking for. They thought the man was just insolent and not worthy of their time. But the girl, looking once more at the man, realised, that there was something missing from her life, for the man's eyes were as bright as the fire burning in the fireplace, warm and sparkling. Even as much as some neighbours were gossiping about the arrogant man, she didn't want to believe them - for she had seen his eyes. And those eyes seemed to be telling the truth. Her mother had once told her that eyes never lie.

"How do I start to love life, when there is nothing to live for?" But the man stood still for a second. The girl continued: "As I am beside everything else also all alone in this world. I've lost both my parents, my relatives have forsaken me because I haven't been able to be successful in the world and I have a job that pays only for the food on my table and rent for my home, not much more. My life is entirely empty and meaningless. I know that I can't go on like this without fading." The man became sad for a second, because he recognised himself in the story the girl had just trusted him with. After all, he once had lost hope aswell. But he knew that the girl must find it again in herself, and soon, before turning into one of the neighbours who all had the idea in their heads, that they always knew better, and for that were also better as people. After all, when we start to believe that we have all the answers, is the time when we close ourselves to life, and we are closed to truly living.

The man sighed: "I see that Your heart is in agony, waiting for a change. But I cannot help You. The answer is hidden in the treasury chest of Your own heart. There is a key within You to open it for good." The girl was disappointed. As quickly as she started to admire, honour and listen to the man, after seeing his truthful, sincere eyes, she stopped, turned her back to him and left.

The man was sad, for it seemed to him, that people were reluctant to seek in themselves and find the answers within themselvesin the world - and that happened everywhere he moved to along with his glass house. Day by day he saw that people were waiting for a saviour, a mentor, a master. They were the slaves of their own heart and mind. As much as they wanted him to tell them, he knew that noone was truly going to change, unless they wanted to, and unless they saw a possibility for it.

For the first time in his life, since building the little house of glass, he felt like hiding from everyone. The neighbours were always reluctant to believe what they see with their own eyes and what is fully revealed in front of them. It was almost as if they couldn't believe, that sometimes life is just as they see it. That some things can be just like they appear to be. They have been used to all the lies, decievings happening each day with every person that on every moment they were wondering, where will the next mistake be revealed, when will the dishonest intentions be found. They have became uncurably suspicious of everything.

People kept studying the man, trying to look for a dishonest tone about him, even if it was not there. Even when he didn't need to protect himself, he felt the need for peace and to reside in his house for a while. He blocked his house to non-seethrough with timber and other materials found from his land. There was only a tiny window that he left uncovered, the tiny window on the door, to have the possibility to see the person who would be knocking on the door the next times it would happen. People who came over to see what had happened to the seethrough house were vicious: "See! We were right! He has something to hide from us, after all! Why else would he do such a thing, after he saw that we are here only to get to know him and find out more about him and welcome him to the village." One by one they left the property feeling good about themselves once more, for being right about the situation. The only one who stood silent was the girl, who decided to look through the window.

The view she saw was cozy: the man was sitting in front of the fireplace, smiling to himself, just like before, and looking at the fire in the fireplace - nothing had changed about the man, only the outer image of the house. Even when he lived on just as he had, and while he was the same man as before, it wasn't open for the neighbours to see it at all times. The man knew that this would rise a new round of questions to the people, but he knew why it was important to do what he did.
Suddenly the girl felt deep embarrasment for herself and the neighbours: they had all been expecting in their hearts to find something in the man that would prove them that he was just as they were, that he was no holy man, that he was no different from them. The truth was, he was indeed just like other people, with his virtues and faults, but he wasn't trying to cover it up. The truth liberates and lets us be who we are, or lets us to change, if we are not happy with who we are...

The reason the man had blocked his house to neighbours was simple: the neighbours just weren't ready to see the truth, neither to live with it, and accept it as it is. It is unneccecary to try to convince someone of something that they do not want to see. The ones who see, will know, each in its time.

Sometimes people create their own stories, out of their fear, disbelief, doubts, confusions. But when we start to trust, our eyes are opened. At least the girl started to, when she was looking through the only uncovered tiny window.

The story is about a man, who loved in his own way. We all love differently, but it also takes love to accept the differences of others. When we want others to succumb to our wishes, even as selfish or as blind as they may be, expecting them to be granted at all cost, we start to define love. Love is not definable, it is universal, yet shown in different ways. But there is always a difference between love and selfishness that hides behind the face that appears to be love.

How many of us would be bold enough to live our lives in a house made of glass?

Tsitaat:
'Lollid räägivad, argpüksid vaikivad, targad kuulavad.'

Ma laiendaksin seda tänapäeva konteksti
'Lollid räägivad lõpmata, argpüksid vaikivad igavesti, targad oskavad kuulata.'
Ehk siis, lollid on vaimustuses ainult iseenese jutust, argpüksid ei julgegi sõna võtta, targad oskavad nii sõna otseses mõttes teisi ära kuulata kui ka kuulata sõnumi sisu, mis sellel öelda on, ja võtta see ka kuulda.

Question:
"HOW LONG WILL YOU KEEP POUNDING ON AN OPEN DOOR?"

Answer:
I will keep pounding on an open door for as long as I am letting to stop myself by the other within us (by a fear, uncertainty, stopsigns, staticness, undecidedness, unknowing) or the others that surround us that have the ability to keep me pounding.

Although I hope that we are able to either not pound just standing still, if we are not ready yet to go through the door.

And if we are ready, then we walk through it.

To pound on an open door is to waste our own energy on standing still and complaining about it, plus making other people work for us: because we obviously are pounding on it for it to be opened. So we expect someone to open it for us (if there is a kind person to do it, and if they are on the other side of the door and have the means to open it).

I have to be honest - I've been pounding on an open door. Sometimes I've been helped, on other times I realise later, it's been open for all this time- and then I have the choice of either standing still or opening the door and going through it or just keep on pounding, and on some occasions, I guess, will keep pounding. Until I agree to learn about my own silliness again.

Sometimes we just don't know how silly we are, reluctant to go on by our own strenght, energy, possibilities, responsibility and actions. We keep on wanting for guidance or are stopped by fears and uncertainties.

WIKIPEDIAs article of sledge dogs:
1925 serum run
Main article: 1925 serum run to Nome

In January 1925, doctors realized that a potentially deadly diphtheria epidemic was poised to sweep through Nome's young people. The only serum that could stop the outbreak was in Anchorage, nearly a thousand miles (1,600 km) away. The only aircraft that could quickly deliver the medicine was taken out of winter storage, but its engine was frozen and would not start; after considering alternatives, officials decided to move the medicine by sled dog. The serum was transported by train from Anchorage to Nenana, where the first musher embarked as part of a relay aimed at delivering the needed serum to Nome. More than 20 mushers took part, facing a blizzard with −23 °F temperatures and strong winds. Katie Pryor interviewed the musher after he had finished. News coverage of the race was worldwide.

On February 2, 1925, the Norwegian Gunnar Kaasen drove his team, led by Balto, into Nome. The longest and most hazardous stretch of the run was actually covered by another Norwegian, Leonhard Seppala and his dog team, led by Togo. They came from Nome towards the end of the run and picked up the serum from musher Henry Ivanoff. The serum was later passed to Kaasen.

Kaasen did not consider Balto a particularly good lead dog, but Balto proved himself on the Iditarod trail, saving his team in the Topkok River. Balto was also able to stay on the trail in near whiteout conditions in which Kaasen admitted he could barely see his hand in front of his face. During a blizzard, Kaasen and his team missed the last sled dog team and had to take the medicine twice as far, which was what eventually brought them to fame.[citation needed]

A story about this event was put in Seven True Dog Stories.

Togo was the star dog for Leonhard Seppala even before the great 1925 Serum Run. Instead of celebrating the triumph together as one huge team, many became jealous of the publicity Balto received, especially from President Calvin Coolidge and the press. Seppala favored Togo, the general public loved the story behind Balto, but they would take a far different path after the celebrations were over. Balto was not welcomed at the ceremony in New York in which Seppala and Togo received awards from the explorer Roald Amundsen.
[edit] Aftermath
Balto at the Cleveland Museum of Natural History.

After the mission's success, Balto and Kaasen became celebrities. A statue of Balto, sculpted by Frederick Roth, was erected in New York City's Central Park on December 17, 1925, just 10 months after Balto's arrival in Nome. Balto himself was present for the monument's unveiling. [3] The statue is located on the main path leading north from the Tisch Children's Zoo. [4] In front of the statue a low-relief slate plaque depicts Balto's sled team, and bares the following inscription:
“ Dedicated to the indomitable spirit of the sled dogs that relayed antitoxin six hundred miles over rough ice, across treacherous waters, through Arctic blizzards from Nenana to the relief of stricken Nome in the Winter of 1925.
Endurance · Fidelity · Intelligence[4]
”
Movie cover of the film Balto in 1995 from Universal Pictures

Balto was not destined to be a star in the breeding shed since he was neutered at a young age, hence he was relegated to being neglected on the vaudeville circuit with his team. While visiting Los Angeles, George Kimble, a former prize fighter turned businessman from Cleveland, was shocked to discover the dogs were unhealthy and badly treated.

Mr. Kimble worked together with the newspaper, the Cleveland Plain Dealer, to bring Balto and his team to Cleveland, Ohio. On March 19, 1927, Balto and six companions were brought to Cleveland and given a hero's welcome in a triumphant parade. The dogs were then taken to the Brookside Zoo (now the Cleveland Metroparks Zoo).

After Balto's death in 1933, his remains were mounted by a taxidermist, and donated to the Cleveland Museum of Natural History.[5] In 1998 the Alaska Legislature passed HJR 62- 'Bring Back Balto' resolution. The Cleveland Museum of Natural History declined to return Balto; however, in October 1998, Balto left for a five-month stay at the Anchorage Museum of History and Art which drew record crowds.

On December 22, 1995, Universal Pictures released the animated film Balto. The film was loosely based on the events of the 1925 Serum Run.

What I did today, is that ...



And if You think this is possible, and something You would want to do, or able to do, then if You will, participate!




More thoughts with points and less worthless word wars.

Nägin paar päeva tagasi väga selgelt oma vanaisa unes. Ta oli täpselt selline nagu varem ja naeratas.

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A few days ago I saw a very clear dream about my grandfather. He was exactly like he used to be like and he smiled.

Mida pidada sõpruseks? Inimestel on selleks erinevaid definitsioone. Kuid minu jaoks submergib mitmeid asjaolusid, millega või millega ei saaks:

Oma (tõelise) sõbra kõrval:
*Saad tunda end vabana, sellisena, nagu oled.
*Ei pea teesklema.
*Saad usaldada.
*Ei pea otsima asju, mis teid ühendaks, sest olete nii või naa ühel lainel.
*Peaksid tundma end väärtustatuna, inimväärsena, nii raskeil kui kergeil eluperioodidel.
*Kaugus ei määra sõpruse tugevust.
*On ühtekuuluvustunne, mis ei võrdsustu 100% ühiselt mõtlemise/tegutsemise/arvamuste/arusaamisega, kuid mis osaliselt baseerub sellele.
*Sõprus on seisund, kus sa aktsepteerid teist, hoolid, kuid ei püüa olla kõiges ühel meelel, ühel arvamusel (, mis välistaks aktsepteerimist), vaid mõistad, et kõigil on erinev elu, kogemused, huvid, unistused ja arvamused/tundmused.
*Sõprus ei küsi sugu, vanust, meditsiinilist diagnoosi, kaalu, juukse- ega silmavärvi, usuliste tõekspidamiste, hobide kohta.
*Sõprus on koostöö, kuigi "töökoormus" võib olla 50/50, või muutuda erinevateks skaaladeks, vastavalt vajadustele.
*Põhiline on suhtuda armastusega oma sõbrasse.

Inimesed aga mõistavad sõprust erinevalt. Miks me muidu kohati eluteel taipame, et ehk oleme sattunud valesse seltskonda, või valinud valesid sõpru, kes meid ei pane ennast just hästi tundma, vaid isegi naeruvääristavad, alandavad, solvavad või hävitavad meid oma mõtete, soovide/huvide, tunnete või tegudega, või kes meid ära kasutavad. Kuigi kui inimene endale valetab, vajabki ta vahest äratust - olgu see siis silmi avandava kriitilise loengu, õigustatud etteheidete, süüdistuste või märkuste näol, või leebe jutuajamise ja asjade arutamise näol. Aga enne kui me teisi kritiseerima kipume, peaksime vaatama ka enese sisse.

Kas meie ise oleme nii käitunud?
Kas meie ise oleme olnud ebaõiglased?
Kas meie ise oleme teinud ülekohut?

Enne, kui teisi süüdistame, vaadakem iseendasse!
Miks me arvame, et teised peavad olema täiuslikud/ideaalsed (meie maitse järgi), kui me ise isegi ei püüa oma vajakajäämisi korvata, oma vigu heaks teha? Meie ei taha muutuda, aga eeldame, et teised seda teeksid. Absurdne ja lapsik.

Kuigi... ükskõik kui julm see ka ei kõlaks - kui mu "sõber" üritab (kasvõi alateadlikult) mind korrupteerida oma (negatiivsete) mõtete või tegudega, või tekitada minus negatiivseid tundeid, siis ma ei tahaks olla sellise inimese keskel. Sõber on siiski see, kelle kõrval võid olla see, kes Sa oled, vabalt ja rõõmsana, mitte see, kes läheks kaasa nende (tobedate) mängudega või näivate arvamustega.
Ma olen parem iseenda seltskonnas, kui seltskonnas, kus mind ei väärtustata, ega võeta sellena, kes ma olen. Ma tean, et sõprus on koostöö, selle kõige puhtamas tähenduses, mitte manipulatsioon.

Armastusega,
L.

PS! Isegi, kui see tekst siin tundub lapsikuna ja iseenesest võetava tõena, ammuteada tõdemusena, siis osad meist iga päev mängivad sõprust või mängivad sõprusega, seda manipuleerides ja ära kasutades.

Me paneme sunniviisiliselt teisi jagama samu väärtusi mis meie, kuigi teame, et igal ühel on õigus oma arvamusele (kuna igal inimesel on omad kogemused, arusaamad ja erinev elu).
Me tahame, et teised näeksid asju täpselt nii, nagu meie, kuna me oleme jonnakad ja tahame, et meid toetatakse igal sekundil, isegi kui meil pole õigus.
Me nõuame, et see, mida ütleme/teeme, on puhas kuld, ning mida meie sõber peab toetama, kuigi teame, et oleme öelnud/käitunud halvasti (kellegi/millegi suhtes).
Me eeldame, et sõber toetab meid kõiges, isegi siis, kui oleme käitunud sündsusetult ja reaalsuses (et endale mitte valetada) vajaksime temalt hoopis karistust, loengut või karme kriitilisi märkusi.
Me unistame, et sõprused jäävad kestma igavesti, kuigi me teame, et inimesed, situatsioonid, ellusuhtumised/arusaamad võivad muutuda, elutee võib meid lahku viia, või võib juhtuda midagi muud, mis sõpruse purustada võib.

Ühepoolne (, eriti endast lähtuv) sõprus pole sõprus, vaid puhtal kujul egoism.
Greetings!

An article concerning new findings that may possibly suggest that autism and schizophrenia might be two sides of the same coin:
The following article was found from the following link:

http://www.newscientist.com/article/dn18226-autism-and-schizophrenia-could-be-genetic-opposites.html

and here's the article itself:
Autism and schizophrenia could be genetic opposites

• 11:33 02 December 2009 by Bob Holmes
• For similar stories, visit the Mental Health and Genetics Topic Guides

Autism and schizophrenia may be two sides of the same coin, suggests a review of genetic data associated with the conditions. The finding could help design complementary treatments for the two disorders.

Though autism was originally described as a form of schizophrenia a century ago, evidence for a link has remained equivocal. One theory puts the conditions at opposite ends of a developmental spectrum.

To investigate, Bernard Crespi, an evolutionary biologist at Simon Fraser University in Vancouver, Canada, and colleagues gathered data on all known genetic variants associated with each condition, then looked for patterns of co-occurrence.

The researchers found four regions in the genome which dramatically affect the risk of autism or schizophrenia. Called "copy-number variants", these are stretches of DNA with seemingly accidental duplications or deletions. Crespi's team found that the presence of a particular variant – a duplication, say – was often associated with autism while the opposite variation – a deletion of the genetic material – was linked to schizophrenia.

The results fit with other evidence that autism may be caused by overdevelopment of specific brain regions and schizophrenia by underdevelopment, says Crespi.

If they are indeed opposites, work on one disorder may inform work on its counterpart, he says.

Journal reference: Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences, DOI: 10.1073/pnas.0906080106

Tee, mis Sa teed, aga ma ei kannata niisama vingumist. Kui inimene ise teeb oma otsuseid, siis ta ilmselt teeb neid mingite kaalutluste alusel, juhul, kui tal on valikuvõimalusi. Kui oled teinud mingi otsuse oma elus, siis võta ka vastutus. Kui otsus on Sind pannud loobuma mõningatest asjadest, siis ära virise et oled neist nüüd ilma jäänud, sest tehes seda otsust Sa ilmselt juba situatsiooni eos teadsid, millega Sul hakkab edaspidi tegemist olema.

Ma mõistan, et elus on raskeid situatsioone. Aga tihti väljendub situatsioon ka läbi selle prisma, millisest vaatevinklist me elule läheneme, millise suhtumisega sellesse oleme. Nii et kui asi on 'nii keeruline', 'nii tüütav', 'nii rõõmutu', siis ilmselt on siin tegemist kahe asjaoluga. 1. Kas me pole piisavalt üritanud igapäevasest leida seda rõõmu. või 2. Me näeme asju läbi sellistlaadi prisma (, mis reaalsuses ei pruugi sedamoodi ollagi, kuna, meie isiklikult, tajume asju liiga isiklikust vaatenurgast lähtuvalt).

Igatahes võiksime me taibata, et palju asju, mis meiega juhtuvad, põhjustame me endale ise.
Samas ka võiksime me taibata, et pilt maailmast, mille endale maalime, tuleb otseselt kas meie ebalevast või haavatud hingeseisundist, või meie isiklikest omadustest või harjumustest maailma sel viisil nägemast.

Nii et kallid inimesed, kui te oma elus ootate muutusi, siis olge varmad ka oma mõtteviisi ja suhtumist maailma muutma. Ei, te ei peaks leppima vähemaga, kui te endast või teistest loodate, aga te peate mõistma, et Teie elu on siin maailmas vaid mikroelement, on ka teisi inimesi, lisaks Sinule. See on üks võimalus. Sa pole küll vähemtähtis, kuna oled mikroelement, kuid teades seda asjaolu, annab see võimaluse nägemaks, et maailma rõõmsamaks/paremaks muuta (kasvõi iseenda elust alustades) on selleks vajalik ka "mikroelementide" osalust. Ja tihti, et maailma paremaks muuta peamegi just enesest alustama. M.Jackson - 'Man In the Mirror'. Palun, kuula seda lugu ja kuula selle sõnumit. Teine võimalus on lihtsalt jätta oma 'vana mina' maha ja hakata lõppude lõpuks lakkama enesele ja teistele valetamast.

Kõike kaunist detsembrikuuks.

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Do, what You want to do, but I just cannot bare simple whining. If a person itself makes their own decisions, then they obviously make them based on certain scalings, if, in this case, they have possibilities of choices. If You have made a certain decision in Your life, then take the responsibility. If the decision has made You give up certain things, then do not whine that You have lost them now, because making this decision, You probably already knew, in the beginning of this situation, which endevaours You will be dealing with in the near future.

I understand, that in life there are difficult situations. But often the situation would be expressed through the prism, through which we look at the life with, which attitude we have towards it. So if a thing becomes 'so difficult', 'so annoying', 'so joyless', then obviously here it is the case of two subjects. 1. Haven't we not tried enough to find that joy from the every day life. or 2. We see things through this kind of prism (, which in reality wouldn't possibly even be so, because we, personally, percieve things from a too personal point of view).

Anyway, we should apprehend, that many things that happen to us, are brought upon us by ourselves.
At the same time we should apprehend, that the picture of the world, which we ourselves paint, comes directly either our undecised or wounded state of soul, or our personal traits or customs to see the world that way.

So, dear people, if You are looking for changes in Your life, then be ready to change Your ways of thinking and the attitude towards life. No, You shouldn't agree with less than You hope of Yourself or others, but You must understand that Your life in this world is a microelement, there are other people, addition to Yourself. This is one possibility. You are not less important because You are a microelement, but knowing this aspect, it will give a chance to see, that to make the world more joyous/better place (even starting by changing our own lives) there is needed even the participation of the "microelements". And often, to change the world a better place, we have to start from ourselves. M.Jackson - Man In the Mirror'. Please, listen to this song and it's message. Another possibility is to leave Your 'old self' behind and to finally stop lying to Yourself and others.

All beautiful for the December.

Embrace life, transform.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KcdzdHoDvkg&feature=featured