We have the same wounds you and me.
We bleed from the same place.
The heart is pure, the feeling sure.
We have the same scars you and me.
They remain a memory.
But that's all they are in a past so far.
We have the same love you and me.
Everlasting and undefetable.
Reincarnating every day.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
I would like....
I would like to capture a dew drop on the leave of a waterlily
and a sunbeam falling on your skin.
I would like to taste the smell of roses
and shine as the full moon.
I would like to take a walk in your dreams
and fall in your arms.
I would like to grow fields of love
and harvest all year long.
I would like to find you
and cherish and love.
and a sunbeam falling on your skin.
I would like to taste the smell of roses
and shine as the full moon.
I would like to take a walk in your dreams
and fall in your arms.
I would like to grow fields of love
and harvest all year long.
I would like to find you
and cherish and love.
Duuhh!!
Three construction workers are sitting on top of a building and take a lunch break.
The first one is a Romanian, the second a Belgian and the third one a Moldavian.
The Romanian opens his lunch box and says: Oh no! Again cheese! It has been cheese for the last ten years. If I get cheese tomorrow I jump from this building.
The Belgian opens his lunch box and says: Oh no! Again ham! It has been ham for the last ten years. If I get ham tomorrow I jump from the building to.
The Moldavian opens his lunch box and says: Oh no! Again jam! It has been jam for the last ten years. If I get jam tomorrow I jump from the building to.
The next day at lunch.
The Romanian opens his box and sees the cheese. He says goodbey to the others and jumps.
The Belgian opens his box and sees the ham. He says goodbey to the Moldavian and jumps.
The Moldavian opens his box and sees the jam. He shakes his head and jumps to.
Later that day the three wifes of the workers are there to identify their husbands.
The Romanian says: if I would have known about the cheese I would have given him ham or salami!
The belgian says: if I would have known about the ham I would have given him cheese or salami.
And the Moldavian says: And I couldn't know because he was making his own lunch for the last ten years.
The first one is a Romanian, the second a Belgian and the third one a Moldavian.
The Romanian opens his lunch box and says: Oh no! Again cheese! It has been cheese for the last ten years. If I get cheese tomorrow I jump from this building.
The Belgian opens his lunch box and says: Oh no! Again ham! It has been ham for the last ten years. If I get ham tomorrow I jump from the building to.
The Moldavian opens his lunch box and says: Oh no! Again jam! It has been jam for the last ten years. If I get jam tomorrow I jump from the building to.
The next day at lunch.
The Romanian opens his box and sees the cheese. He says goodbey to the others and jumps.
The Belgian opens his box and sees the ham. He says goodbey to the Moldavian and jumps.
The Moldavian opens his box and sees the jam. He shakes his head and jumps to.
Later that day the three wifes of the workers are there to identify their husbands.
The Romanian says: if I would have known about the cheese I would have given him ham or salami!
The belgian says: if I would have known about the ham I would have given him cheese or salami.
And the Moldavian says: And I couldn't know because he was making his own lunch for the last ten years.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Leapsa !
Tu dupa ce tanjesti ? (What are you longing for?) - Absolute peace of mind for all man kind.
Cand ai spus ultima oara “Te iubesc”? (When did you say "I love you" last time?) - This morning.
Defineste fericirea in 3 cuvinte (define happiness in three words)- Snoopsy, Luca, Health
Cand ai fost ultima oara fericit(a)? (When was the last time you were happy?) - Now!
Ce crezi ca te face fericit(a)? (What do you think makes you happy?) - Snoopsy, Luca, Health
Cand te-ai gandit ultima oara la fericirea ta? (When did you last think about your happiness?) -
Today, but especially yesterday evening when I was writing on the blog.
Got t from Georgi and send to Jokerstyle.
Cand ai spus ultima oara “Te iubesc”? (When did you say "I love you" last time?) - This morning.
Defineste fericirea in 3 cuvinte (define happiness in three words)- Snoopsy, Luca, Health
Cand ai fost ultima oara fericit(a)? (When was the last time you were happy?) - Now!
Ce crezi ca te face fericit(a)? (What do you think makes you happy?) - Snoopsy, Luca, Health
Cand te-ai gandit ultima oara la fericirea ta? (When did you last think about your happiness?) -
Today, but especially yesterday evening when I was writing on the blog.
Got t from Georgi and send to Jokerstyle.
Leapsa
Tell me your first:
Car: VW polo
Trip within the borders: Waterfalls of Coo
Trip abroad: Sluis in The Netherlands
Memory: Eating a cigarette from my father
Pet: A black labrador called Snoepy Crush: My mom
Discovery: Something fishy about the story " the birds and the bee's"
Job: Bar tender
Idol: Adam and the Ants
Creation: I made up a caracter. I was Pasquale De La Montes, a famous Argentinain football player. Some smaller kids in the neighbourhood were amazed that I came to play in Belgium.
I send it to Snoopsy and Dili
Car: VW polo
Trip within the borders: Waterfalls of Coo
Trip abroad: Sluis in The Netherlands
Memory: Eating a cigarette from my father
Pet: A black labrador called Snoepy Crush: My mom
Discovery: Something fishy about the story " the birds and the bee's"
Job: Bar tender
Idol: Adam and the Ants
Creation: I made up a caracter. I was Pasquale De La Montes, a famous Argentinain football player. Some smaller kids in the neighbourhood were amazed that I came to play in Belgium.
I send it to Snoopsy and Dili
Ah Children
Teacher in a first grade class: Name three animals who live in Afrika.
Kid: A lion and two girafs.
Kid: A lion and two girafs.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
The frightening story of happiness.
A man is the strangest animal.
I can only talk about myself because I never was another man.
Growing up in innocence and sheltered from evil,
at least as much as possible.
Through the cracks of the barricades,
in the form of smoke,
it brings cancer in your life not realising what it is,
exactly,
that it is going to take away.
Mark one.
The pain never went away completely.
I love her still, I always will.
You become your own man.
I chose how I wanted to live,
who I wanted to be and stay.
The world is nothing like they told you.
Mark two.
Deception is a constant neighbour.
You find it in friends and family
and comfort in the unknown future.
Then it happened.
Mark three.
True love knocks on your door.
It really was true love because it kept on knocking
until I opened the door.
I was and am so lucky that love is stubborn
and doesn't give up on me.
Love gave me a wonderful all fulfilling son, sun.
Here is a cliche: I love my love.
Just can't loose this.
Final mark.
I can only talk about myself because I never was another man.
Growing up in innocence and sheltered from evil,
at least as much as possible.
Through the cracks of the barricades,
in the form of smoke,
it brings cancer in your life not realising what it is,
exactly,
that it is going to take away.
Mark one.
The pain never went away completely.
I love her still, I always will.
You become your own man.
I chose how I wanted to live,
who I wanted to be and stay.
The world is nothing like they told you.
Mark two.
Deception is a constant neighbour.
You find it in friends and family
and comfort in the unknown future.
Then it happened.
Mark three.
True love knocks on your door.
It really was true love because it kept on knocking
until I opened the door.
I was and am so lucky that love is stubborn
and doesn't give up on me.
Love gave me a wonderful all fulfilling son, sun.
Here is a cliche: I love my love.
Just can't loose this.
Final mark.
Friday, March 20, 2009
OOHHH!
A cowboy is in bed making love to his wife when another cowboy comes in and threatens them with a gun.
The gunman tells the cowboy to get out of bed and to stand in a lasso that he had put on the floor.
He said: If you come out of the lasso I will shoot you.
The cowboy gets into the lasso and the gunman gets into bed rapping his wife.
Suddenly the cowboy starts to laugh out loud!
The gunman, still vey busy, askes him what is so funny?
The cowboy: Hahaha, I ws out of the lasso already 3 times and you didn't even see it!
The gunman tells the cowboy to get out of bed and to stand in a lasso that he had put on the floor.
He said: If you come out of the lasso I will shoot you.
The cowboy gets into the lasso and the gunman gets into bed rapping his wife.
Suddenly the cowboy starts to laugh out loud!
The gunman, still vey busy, askes him what is so funny?
The cowboy: Hahaha, I ws out of the lasso already 3 times and you didn't even see it!
Friday, March 13, 2009
Hope
Ok guys, lets start. With your permission I'll put the first sentence and each time you want to add one do it in the comments please. There are no restriction about how many as long you don't put two in a row, OK?
HOPE
The light of the sun shines from behind a single white cloud
and the stars in us are begging for its light screaming out loud
The shadow of a branch is covering my hand,
the lilac opens its leaves, a new brand.
My eyes dare to dream touching a sunbeam,
that could quench my thirst for energy.
My heart catches a tear in a net of hope,
made of tiny stitches of a broken dream
keeping it from falling on the sorrow's slope.
The net is golden, the feeling high,
I heal my wings and fly and fly and fly.
Without regrets, no looking back.
The world is lying naked at my feet.
Newborn and pure is our hope.
I want to thank my poetry girls for their inspiration and a wonderful result.
HOPE
The light of the sun shines from behind a single white cloud
and the stars in us are begging for its light screaming out loud
The shadow of a branch is covering my hand,
the lilac opens its leaves, a new brand.
My eyes dare to dream touching a sunbeam,
that could quench my thirst for energy.
My heart catches a tear in a net of hope,
made of tiny stitches of a broken dream
keeping it from falling on the sorrow's slope.
The net is golden, the feeling high,
I heal my wings and fly and fly and fly.
Without regrets, no looking back.
The world is lying naked at my feet.
Newborn and pure is our hope.
I want to thank my poetry girls for their inspiration and a wonderful result.
Origine of Friday the 13th
According to folklorists, there is no written evidence for a "Friday the 13th" superstition before the 19th century.[4][5][6] The earliest known documented reference in English occurs in an 1869 biography of Gioachino Rossini:
[Rossini] was surrounded to the last by admiring and affectionate friends; and if it be true that, like so many other Italians, he regarded Friday as an unlucky day, and thirteen as an unlucky number, it is remarkable that on Friday, the 13th of November, he died.[7]
However, some folklore is passed on through oral traditions. In addition, "determining the origins of superstitions is an inexact science, at best. In fact, it's mostly guesswork."[8] Consequently, several theories have been proposed about the origin of the Friday the 13th superstition.
One theory states that it is a modern amalgamation of two older superstitions: that thirteen is an unlucky number and that Friday is an unlucky day.
In numerology, the number twelve is considered the number of completeness, as reflected in the twelve months of the year, twelve signs of the zodiac, twelve hours of the clock, twelve tribes of Israel, twelve Apostles of Jesus, twelve gods of Olympus, etc., whereas the number thirteen was considered irregular, transgressing this completeness. There is also a superstition, thought by some to derive from the Last Supper or a Norse myth, that having thirteen people seated at a table will result in the death of one of the diners.[5]
Friday has been considered an unlucky day at least since the 14th century's The Canterbury Tales,[3] and many other professions have regarded Friday as an unlucky day to undertake journeys or begin new projects. Black Friday has been associated with stock market crashes and other disasters since the 1800s.[6][9] It has also been suggested that Friday has been considered an unlucky day because, according to Christian scripture and tradition, Jesus was crucified on a Friday. [10]
On the other hand, another theory by author Charles Panati, one of the leading authorities on the subject of "Origins" maintains that the superstition can be traced back to ancient myth:
The actual origin of the superstition, though, appears also to be a tale in Norse mythology. Friday is named for Frigga, the free-spirited goddess of love and fertility. When Norse and Germanic tribes converted to Christianity, Frigga was banished in shame to a mountaintop and labeled a witch. It was believed that every Friday, the spiteful goddess convened a meeting with eleven other witches, plus the devil - a gathering of thirteen - and plotted ill turns of fate for the coming week. For many centuries in Scandinavia, Friday was known as "Witches' Sabbath."[11]
Another theory about the origin of the superstition traces the event to the arrest of the legendary Knights Templar. According to one expert:
The Knights Templar were a monastic military order founded in Jerusalem in 1118 C.E., whose mission was to protect Christian pilgrims during the Crusades. Over the next two centuries, the Knights Templar became extraordinarily powerful and wealthy. Threatened by that power and eager to acquire their wealth, King Philip secretly ordered the mass arrest of all the Knights Templar in France on Friday, October 13, 1307 - Friday the 13th.[4]
The connection between the superstition and the Knights Templar was popularized in the 2003 novel The Da Vinci Code, however, some experts think that it is relatively recent and is a modern-day invention.[9][3][8] For example, the superstition is rarely found before the 20th century, when it became extremely common. One author, noting that references are all but nonexistent before 1907 but frequently seen thereafter, has argued that its popularity derives from the publication that year of Thomas W. Lawson's popular novel Friday, the Thirteenth,[12] in which an unscrupulous broker takes advantage of the superstition to create a Wall Street panic on a Friday the 13th.[4]
[Rossini] was surrounded to the last by admiring and affectionate friends; and if it be true that, like so many other Italians, he regarded Friday as an unlucky day, and thirteen as an unlucky number, it is remarkable that on Friday, the 13th of November, he died.[7]
However, some folklore is passed on through oral traditions. In addition, "determining the origins of superstitions is an inexact science, at best. In fact, it's mostly guesswork."[8] Consequently, several theories have been proposed about the origin of the Friday the 13th superstition.
One theory states that it is a modern amalgamation of two older superstitions: that thirteen is an unlucky number and that Friday is an unlucky day.
In numerology, the number twelve is considered the number of completeness, as reflected in the twelve months of the year, twelve signs of the zodiac, twelve hours of the clock, twelve tribes of Israel, twelve Apostles of Jesus, twelve gods of Olympus, etc., whereas the number thirteen was considered irregular, transgressing this completeness. There is also a superstition, thought by some to derive from the Last Supper or a Norse myth, that having thirteen people seated at a table will result in the death of one of the diners.[5]
Friday has been considered an unlucky day at least since the 14th century's The Canterbury Tales,[3] and many other professions have regarded Friday as an unlucky day to undertake journeys or begin new projects. Black Friday has been associated with stock market crashes and other disasters since the 1800s.[6][9] It has also been suggested that Friday has been considered an unlucky day because, according to Christian scripture and tradition, Jesus was crucified on a Friday. [10]
On the other hand, another theory by author Charles Panati, one of the leading authorities on the subject of "Origins" maintains that the superstition can be traced back to ancient myth:
The actual origin of the superstition, though, appears also to be a tale in Norse mythology. Friday is named for Frigga, the free-spirited goddess of love and fertility. When Norse and Germanic tribes converted to Christianity, Frigga was banished in shame to a mountaintop and labeled a witch. It was believed that every Friday, the spiteful goddess convened a meeting with eleven other witches, plus the devil - a gathering of thirteen - and plotted ill turns of fate for the coming week. For many centuries in Scandinavia, Friday was known as "Witches' Sabbath."[11]
Another theory about the origin of the superstition traces the event to the arrest of the legendary Knights Templar. According to one expert:
The Knights Templar were a monastic military order founded in Jerusalem in 1118 C.E., whose mission was to protect Christian pilgrims during the Crusades. Over the next two centuries, the Knights Templar became extraordinarily powerful and wealthy. Threatened by that power and eager to acquire their wealth, King Philip secretly ordered the mass arrest of all the Knights Templar in France on Friday, October 13, 1307 - Friday the 13th.[4]
The connection between the superstition and the Knights Templar was popularized in the 2003 novel The Da Vinci Code, however, some experts think that it is relatively recent and is a modern-day invention.[9][3][8] For example, the superstition is rarely found before the 20th century, when it became extremely common. One author, noting that references are all but nonexistent before 1907 but frequently seen thereafter, has argued that its popularity derives from the publication that year of Thomas W. Lawson's popular novel Friday, the Thirteenth,[12] in which an unscrupulous broker takes advantage of the superstition to create a Wall Street panic on a Friday the 13th.[4]
The test of the 3 huts
A pilot crashed in the jungle, survived and was captured by a wild tribe. He was tied to a pole in the middle of the village and the chief spoke to him:
Chief: you have a choise. U You can stauy here in the sun and wait untill you die or do the test of the 3 huts.
Pilot: What is the test of the 3 huts?
C: You have to enter the first hut and drink 20 liters od whiskey in an hour. Then you enter the second one and wrestle a lion and break his neck and then you enter the third one and you have to un-virgin-ise my daughter.
The pilot thinks for a second and says: I don't mind the drinking, I used to box a bit so maybe I have a chance with the lion and with your daughter it will be a pleasure so I'll take the test.
The pilot enters the first hut and comes out after an hour really really drunk.
He enters the second one and the lion starts to roar and make all kind of strange noises. The pilot yells too. Suddenly everything is quiet.
The pilot comes out and says still being very drunk:
AND NOW ALL I HAVE TO DO IS THE TO BREAK THE NECK OF YOUR DAUGHTER!!!!!!
Chief: you have a choise. U You can stauy here in the sun and wait untill you die or do the test of the 3 huts.
Pilot: What is the test of the 3 huts?
C: You have to enter the first hut and drink 20 liters od whiskey in an hour. Then you enter the second one and wrestle a lion and break his neck and then you enter the third one and you have to un-virgin-ise my daughter.
The pilot thinks for a second and says: I don't mind the drinking, I used to box a bit so maybe I have a chance with the lion and with your daughter it will be a pleasure so I'll take the test.
The pilot enters the first hut and comes out after an hour really really drunk.
He enters the second one and the lion starts to roar and make all kind of strange noises. The pilot yells too. Suddenly everything is quiet.
The pilot comes out and says still being very drunk:
AND NOW ALL I HAVE TO DO IS THE TO BREAK THE NECK OF YOUR DAUGHTER!!!!!!
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