The sheep of the world protested with determination demanding its rights. The sheep ran in demonstrations against the tyrant shepherd and with methods of peace and war demanded congress and democracy.
After much conflict, the sheep were granted their rights and were given freedom. The sheep couldn’t protect themselves and the wolves came and ate them all. How thoughtless are sheep.
Dictatorship could be justified and democracy is not always the best choice for a nation.
Boredom is a serious problem and challenge. The effects of boredom on personality and mental function are greatly increased when boredom is extended over an unnatural period of time. Being bored after being bored makes you dull and less active mentally while excitement and fun reactivate your mind gradually and makes you more vibrant inside.
The theory is that people who are less bored are more successful because they have a more opened-minds and higher energy levels. This is why children who play around and have fun are smarter than those who don’t.
Just work hard and just before you overkill yourself with work, take a break. Go play and do something different, grab a children’s toy or go extreme snowboarding.
Sept-2-2010
Now I’m going to go to the dentist to fix my molar tooth.
Sacrifice, Victory
No sacrifice, no victory
Witwicky
I know that there are lots of things that I am giving up
There are sad stories and pain that comes along with sacrifice
But still I want victory
Which means that along with my victory there is going to be tears and regret, lots of wars and pain
This a natural part of life and it is ok. When you say I want to live, according to some thinking framework, this means that you will have as much happiness as sadness and as much comfort as pain
No sacrifice, no victory
3eddo 5alllas el saif. Zy ma 5allas el saif elli fat. Wo 3eddo 5allas elli b3d el saif. Wo b3deeha 3eddo be5ales elli b3d. zy ma 5allaso el ayyam elli fato. Zy abel akam men yoom kan fe sana Tanya, sana owla, wo ableeha saif el 7oreyya wo 2ellet el fehem b3d tawjihi. Wo 5allas tawjehi wo sanet 3asher wel emte7an el sa3eb kteer ayam saf tase3.
5alasat 3okobet el mosha3’aba wo 5alasat el estera7a. 5serna el mobara wo fazo homma wo 5elsat e7tefalat-hom. 7abeet-ha wo 5allas el 7ob wo eja 3’erha 3ala albi b3d ma ra7at wo 5allas el 7ob. Lessa fe taqqa bs el ayyam elli fato ra7o wel ayam elli jaya 7atroo7.
They do stuff and they make me feel empty because I never did it before. I want to do it with someone that I love.
I feel sad the night of August 7, 2010.
What to say, what to say?
Conflicts in recognition, appreciation and credit. Emotions, revolutionary, indeterminism, iron, efficiency, masks. Competition, jealousy, unfair, deception, control.
Compulsiveness and tears that won’t fall. Heavy, purpose, time, it’s getting easier to fall, pen, love and intelligence. Set, credit, communicate, sadness, attempt, not enough, again, jealousy, shade, fade, trying to get back.
Deception, selfishness, friendliness, sympathy then pity. Disgust, no love, sadness, forgetting then forgiving. Greed, my greed, ambition and competition.
Words, fate, world, life, work, alone, more, love, true, relative and contextual. Searching inside, strength and weakness. Neutral, implicit connection. Success, not mine, chance, mine but taken.
Idea, no credit, manager not I, try to hurt not meant, peace of mind. Reason doesn’t exist, don’t ask why. No sense required. Not for you. Not for you. You don’t want it. Not for you.
She said “but it was unnatural”.
“Wow.” I said with the usual fluctuation I have on my tongue: “shock, is what i experience
whenever people see through me.” I continued: ”Did you ever do that before? I ask this
because when people see through me I feel that they touch me deep inside, and this is
why I thought you saw through me and have told me exactly something that I had felt
before; you touched me inside before... it wasn't about telling me what i feel but it was a smile,
some kindness and some patience and it was me learning and enjoying life, even if it were
for a few minutes, i don't have much of these so please excuse my childish excitement
whenever i see you... your face... you smile.
so one question was unasked and it reminds me of the man i always am, someone i don't
want to be, lives the moment after it's gone.
What I'm thinking about is how you might help me, as a friend, because like i just said, i
don't have many of these so please excuse my childish heart... please excuse me if i get
confused when you look away, and if i get overly-hyper if you look my way. it's just, and
honest is what i say, i don't have many of these, and not many of these either...
Now that I tell you lots of what's inside me, please don't get a wrong impression and not
see through me... don't let the language alter the feelings, which are never converted
completely to words, anyways.
Why do we feel bad when we see a poor kid carrying a huge bag (bigger than his size) and collecting tins from garbage? He had his body bent almost 90 degrees in order to be able to pull the bag behind him on his back. I felt like I should help him; maybe carry it down for him at least to the end of the stairs… But what I did was the typical: ignore. I ignored the kid while staring on the stairs which I’m slowing descending. Capitalism is not a bad thing, we just need lots of millionaires willing to give lots of their money to others.
I want to become a billionaire but I don’t want to live a lavish life, I want to enjoy it like ordinary people do and give most of my money to humanity.
