or our fragile and small, but BIG dreams
Life teaches us through all our existence
and with its lessons, we win the battle of our life.
FAIR WIND!
VPi
:x
Sunday, May 3, 2009
SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE - life is full of miracles...
MIA - PAPER PLANES
or our fragile and small, but BIG dreams
Life teaches us through all our existence
and with its lessons, we win the battle of our life.
FAIR WIND!
VPi
:x
or our fragile and small, but BIG dreams
Life teaches us through all our existence
and with its lessons, we win the battle of our life.
FAIR WIND!
VPi
:x
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Saturday, April 4, 2009
ANALYZE THIS!
Die Another Day lyrics
I'm gonna wake up, yes and no
I'm gonna kiss some part of
I'm gonna keep this secret
I'm gonna close my body now
I guess, die another day
I guess, die another day
I guess, die another day
I guess, die another day
I guess I'll die another day
(Another day)
I guess I'll die another day
(Another day)
I guess I'll die another day
(Another day)
I guess I'll die another day
Sigmund Freud
Analyze this
Analyze this
Analyze this
I'm gonna break the cycle
I'm gonna shake up the system
I'm gonna destroy my ego
I'm gonna close my body now
Uh, uh
I think I'll find another way
There's so much more to know
I guess I'll die another day
It's not my time to go
For every sin, I'll have to pay
I've come to work, I've come to play
I think I'll find another way
It's not my time to go
I'm gonna avoid the cliche
I'm gonna suspend my senses
I'm gonna delay my pleasure
I'm gonna close my body now
I guess, die another day
I guess I'll die another day
I guess, die another day
I guess I'll die another day
I think I'll find another way
There's so much more to know
I guess I'll die another day
It's not my time to go
Uh, uh
[Laugh]
I guess, die another day
I guess I'll die another day
I guess, die another day
I guess I'll die another day
Another day [x6]
FAIR WIND!
VPi
:x
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FREEDOM!
Friday, March 27, 2009
The most harmless drug and the best medicine
God created the world and gave this ability to create to man. It is strange that man feels entirely full and happy when he creates something that interest him with full capacity. When we create we fall in another dimension. Time is different. There is no time. Man charges himself with energy, another energy from different level( not the common energy from food, breathing and sleeping). The condition in which he falls is like that of the usage of opium. Our soul is jubilating and we are full of pleasure. The most harmless drug and the best medicine in my opinion.
I decided to share with you some of my paintings. I`m not a professional painter, even the opposite. I decided to share with you the making of my last painting. I hope you will like it.
Freedom,
VPi
I decided to share with you some of my paintings. I`m not a professional painter, even the opposite. I decided to share with you the making of my last painting. I hope you will like it.
Freedom,
VPi
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Skyscapes
We have often heard about landscapes and rarely about seascapes but almost never about skyscapes. So i decided to promote this type of art here because there is nothing more beautiful than the sky. It is amazing experience to turn your head up and your stare to be absorbed by this incredible picture and knowing you are staring to the eternity you are charged with great energy. (Beauty gives positive energy and pleasure.)
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Winning and Losing in Hemingway`s vision
Winner Take Nothing, 27th of October 1933
The collection presents the reality as horrible and cruel because of the historical period (disillusionment after the I World War and the Great Depression)or because of the tragic events in Hemingway’s life at that time. All pieces have tragic and pessimistic decoration. Hemingway depicts distorted characters as the distorted pictures of Pablo Picasso. Often his disillusionment transfers in black mockery and satire. The stories are symbols which got together construct the idea of the collection mentioned in the epigraph and the title. This is an existential quest. Quest for the great questions, for the sense of human life, for the aim of man, for his winning and losing in life and who is the real winner in fact. Hemingway gives his answers and coins his philosophy.
1. the reality - The Gambler, the Nun and the Radio
The need to fog our minds, the need for opium, reality is futile and absurd, human condition bad, man is doomed to pain, sufferings and losing.
2. the human soul - The Light of the World
Beauty and power of human soul, the inner strengths of man, who even in bad situation is believing, hoping and loving. Inner strengths which give power to human beings to keep going. Man can be destroyed but not defeated because of these inner strengths.
3. the winning - A Way You’ll Never Be
Winning is in that that we don’t give up and win against fate with courage.
4. the fight - A Day’s Wait
The sense of life is this fight and man shows his real face in that fight. Hemingway likes fair fighters, who stoically bare the plays of fate and victory it without showing any weakness.
5. the way of fight - A Clean, Well – Lighted Place
Stoically accepting the kicks of fate, bravely with self – respect with elegance and dignity.
6. The fight with fate is unequal.
Man is ordained to lose but he can win against providence with his courage, elegance and dignity, but he won’t get a prize, the opposite he will be put to more tests and trails. In this fight man shows his real face.
7. the losing - Fathers and Sons, The Sea Change, After the Storm
The motif is not clearly declared in the collection. It is undercurrent line and has its unvoiced messages and unstated conclusions. The motif of losing is omitted. Man is losing everything – happiness, love, dear people, gold, health, life. The mean strokes of fate. Ironic story.
8. God - A Natural History of the Dead
Even God is not concerned in the absurd and cruel and desperate condition of man.
The collection presents the reality as horrible and cruel because of the historical period (disillusionment after the I World War and the Great Depression)or because of the tragic events in Hemingway’s life at that time. All pieces have tragic and pessimistic decoration. Hemingway depicts distorted characters as the distorted pictures of Pablo Picasso. Often his disillusionment transfers in black mockery and satire. The stories are symbols which got together construct the idea of the collection mentioned in the epigraph and the title. This is an existential quest. Quest for the great questions, for the sense of human life, for the aim of man, for his winning and losing in life and who is the real winner in fact. Hemingway gives his answers and coins his philosophy.
1. the reality - The Gambler, the Nun and the Radio
The need to fog our minds, the need for opium, reality is futile and absurd, human condition bad, man is doomed to pain, sufferings and losing.
2. the human soul - The Light of the World
Beauty and power of human soul, the inner strengths of man, who even in bad situation is believing, hoping and loving. Inner strengths which give power to human beings to keep going. Man can be destroyed but not defeated because of these inner strengths.
3. the winning - A Way You’ll Never Be
Winning is in that that we don’t give up and win against fate with courage.
4. the fight - A Day’s Wait
The sense of life is this fight and man shows his real face in that fight. Hemingway likes fair fighters, who stoically bare the plays of fate and victory it without showing any weakness.
5. the way of fight - A Clean, Well – Lighted Place
Stoically accepting the kicks of fate, bravely with self – respect with elegance and dignity.
6. The fight with fate is unequal.
Man is ordained to lose but he can win against providence with his courage, elegance and dignity, but he won’t get a prize, the opposite he will be put to more tests and trails. In this fight man shows his real face.
7. the losing - Fathers and Sons, The Sea Change, After the Storm
The motif is not clearly declared in the collection. It is undercurrent line and has its unvoiced messages and unstated conclusions. The motif of losing is omitted. Man is losing everything – happiness, love, dear people, gold, health, life. The mean strokes of fate. Ironic story.
8. God - A Natural History of the Dead
Even God is not concerned in the absurd and cruel and desperate condition of man.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
The True Art
They say that error is inadmissible in the good craftsmanship and unavoidable in the true work of art (which may be true) and that just in that is the difference between the first and the second (which is suspicious).
Unknown originator
Unknown originator
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Who is more strange?
I want to begin with that that I didn’t like that man although he was not so bad.
He was nothing special, one of those people who you see and immediately forget. He was not eminent with anything. He had ordinary looks, not ugly but so ordinary that he seemed ugly. He was common and ordinary and simple. He had simple rules learned from his grandparents from the countryside and he followed them blindly. In fact they worked, but only for people like him. He was from the countryside too. He was trying to settle in the big city and to become a citizen of the capital. He wanted to marry in the capital to a nice woman and to have good family, as the old grandparents taught him.
We worked in the same department as me and from time to time we drank beer together after work. The first time he invited me as a gentleman then as a gentleman he started to show indifference towards me, trying to manipulate me and to evoke in me the feelings: “O, why doesn’t he like me anymore? Am I not good? Am I not beautiful?” But those are thoughts of a simple girl and I wasn’t so stupid that time. Life has learned me that already. He started to try to impose upon me. I liked one café where we spent our lunch breaks and drank coffee and after several times he said he didn’t want to go there. He started to whimsical. He didn`t want to go there, to sit here, to eat somewhere. He started to play old tricks. I asked him once out, to go to a lunch break and he said: “No. I will go out and have one sandwich. I don’t want to go out.” I never called him again after that. The manipulation he was trying to apply on me only cheered me up and I was entertained. Entertained in that way that I started to tease him to tell him how rich am I in order he to think that he had come across to a diamond and a very good victim. I did it slightly and he never knew. He thought he was playing the game but the game was played by me. I spoke I had some possessions, cars, apartments, real estates, I told him about vacations abroad and he get the hook. After that I felt regret but he deserved it. And I believe that everyone must get what he deserves. And I don`t say it. Don’t you remember the parable about the Judgment Day.
Often on our beer meetings I was speaking and he was listening. He was not secret, he just was simple and hadn’t much to say.
“What happened today in your office?” - he was sounding.
“Hm. Nothing special, just ordinary things.”
“How was your colleague Angy today?”
“She was fine. Demonic as always.”
“What do you think about Patrick?”
Patrick was the chief of the other department.
“He is a clever man, I like him.”
He smiled.
I knew what simple thought is rounding in his mind, but for a pity that was all his ability.
For him I was strange though he never said that to me. With his simple mind and simple rules he couldn’t understand my vigor, wish to entertain, necessity to smile every time 1000 times. He didn’t understand even the passion with which I spoke for everything. We were too different.
He was already 31 years old and it was (as simple men think) time to create your own nest – family and to continue to live the ordinary life but with a partner. He thought that it is time for him to marry. And he was looking around. I was one of his victims. I had to be pleased.
He was so ordinary, so simple. Of great importance of him were the social and living kitchen-sink standards and everything besides this was strange and unneeded. For happiness or not he guessed the right philosophy for living in order to suffer in minimal amounts and to lead and in future painless life. Maybe his grandparents are not so stupid or they just copy what was said to them from their grandparents, got from the wisdom of the generations and from the past, from where all truths emerge. Old philosophy, which saves you, but is not so interesting and entertaining. We must learn and entertain ourselves in this world not to save ourselves doing the most ordinary and the very simple. We must try to learn to fly.
So this man was given that simple philosophy God knows from where, he had simple looks, simple mind, simple life and he was looking for a woman to marry if it could be a pretty one. But she can be and slightly ugly – the philosophy accepted this even recommended it. He was looking for a simple woman like him, but he didn’t know it. I was a target but I was not so good according to the philosophy. I don’t believe he had ever fall in love with anyone. But maybe here I may be wrong.
“What is doing Martha?"
Martha was one of my colleagues.
“Nothing, I don’t know.”
“Does she have a boyfriend?”
“Yes, I think she has. Do you like her?”
“No, just asking.”
This man will not contribute to the world with nothing as hundred others. But he didn’t care or didn’t realize it. He just wanted to marry, because it is time. Men often show off with their wish of freedom and independence, with their fear of relationships and marriage. But this is one delusion. Most of them are afraid, more afraid than women. They fear from loneliness and they try to guarantee themselves. It is often met, man around 30s to look for a woman to marry and he wants this on any price and after that (after approximately 4 years) he realizes that he was wrong. Man can not marry because it is necessary and it is time. Man must marry when he is ready for this. No because "it is time", or because "the time came".
“What happened with Cloud and Diana? Did they come back from Vienna?”
“Not yet. They come tomorrow.”
“Is there some news about the deal with the selling of the company? Have you heard something? Have you heard something for the new owners?”
“No. I receive just the e- mails they send to all of us with the information about the process.”
“What is doing Renate?"
“I don’t know. I don’t like her. I m not interested in her.”
On our meetings for a mug of beer after work I often retold him stories from my life which was full of adventures. He was listening and often secretly sniggered at me because he thought he was more clever then me. He only was questioning for ordinary things not telling anything about his life and was sounding around to get information. And as I was talkative I was interesting and useful to him. One day as I was his target for marring or whatever he thought he asked me again sounding around how many relationships I have had.
“One long and several short” – was my answer – “But I have many relationships with boys which for one or other reason didn’t develop in real intimate relationship and they stayed on the level of friendship. I fall often strongly in love and my feelings are deep. And I even liked one boy 3 years!"
He was pragmatic and asked: “Were you a couple?”
“No. It didn’t happen.”
“How can you be in love with a man 3 years not having anything with him?"
“I had.” – I told him – "I had friendship.”
In that moment I realized that the strange is not me but he – the ordinary. And this question for the very same time proved how simple he is and how simple he thinks and how simple life lies in front of him full of emptiness. This question maybe proves that he never felt the feeling of love. He never tasted the bitter taste of unshared love, the pain of not being the one and the secret hope that one day you will be. He never dreamed for a beloved person. He was an empty man. He was pragmatic, so simple and clear.
Till now I can’t believe that this happened and that there is such a man in the world. I often ask myself remaining this dialogue: “Who is the more strange?”
“What are you going to do in the weekend?” – he asked
“I don’t know yet.”
“We can go to a walk in the park.”
“Yes, why not.”
But we never went.
He was nothing special, one of those people who you see and immediately forget. He was not eminent with anything. He had ordinary looks, not ugly but so ordinary that he seemed ugly. He was common and ordinary and simple. He had simple rules learned from his grandparents from the countryside and he followed them blindly. In fact they worked, but only for people like him. He was from the countryside too. He was trying to settle in the big city and to become a citizen of the capital. He wanted to marry in the capital to a nice woman and to have good family, as the old grandparents taught him.
We worked in the same department as me and from time to time we drank beer together after work. The first time he invited me as a gentleman then as a gentleman he started to show indifference towards me, trying to manipulate me and to evoke in me the feelings: “O, why doesn’t he like me anymore? Am I not good? Am I not beautiful?” But those are thoughts of a simple girl and I wasn’t so stupid that time. Life has learned me that already. He started to try to impose upon me. I liked one café where we spent our lunch breaks and drank coffee and after several times he said he didn’t want to go there. He started to whimsical. He didn`t want to go there, to sit here, to eat somewhere. He started to play old tricks. I asked him once out, to go to a lunch break and he said: “No. I will go out and have one sandwich. I don’t want to go out.” I never called him again after that. The manipulation he was trying to apply on me only cheered me up and I was entertained. Entertained in that way that I started to tease him to tell him how rich am I in order he to think that he had come across to a diamond and a very good victim. I did it slightly and he never knew. He thought he was playing the game but the game was played by me. I spoke I had some possessions, cars, apartments, real estates, I told him about vacations abroad and he get the hook. After that I felt regret but he deserved it. And I believe that everyone must get what he deserves. And I don`t say it. Don’t you remember the parable about the Judgment Day.
Often on our beer meetings I was speaking and he was listening. He was not secret, he just was simple and hadn’t much to say.
“What happened today in your office?” - he was sounding.
“Hm. Nothing special, just ordinary things.”
“How was your colleague Angy today?”
“She was fine. Demonic as always.”
“What do you think about Patrick?”
Patrick was the chief of the other department.
“He is a clever man, I like him.”
He smiled.
I knew what simple thought is rounding in his mind, but for a pity that was all his ability.
For him I was strange though he never said that to me. With his simple mind and simple rules he couldn’t understand my vigor, wish to entertain, necessity to smile every time 1000 times. He didn’t understand even the passion with which I spoke for everything. We were too different.
He was already 31 years old and it was (as simple men think) time to create your own nest – family and to continue to live the ordinary life but with a partner. He thought that it is time for him to marry. And he was looking around. I was one of his victims. I had to be pleased.
He was so ordinary, so simple. Of great importance of him were the social and living kitchen-sink standards and everything besides this was strange and unneeded. For happiness or not he guessed the right philosophy for living in order to suffer in minimal amounts and to lead and in future painless life. Maybe his grandparents are not so stupid or they just copy what was said to them from their grandparents, got from the wisdom of the generations and from the past, from where all truths emerge. Old philosophy, which saves you, but is not so interesting and entertaining. We must learn and entertain ourselves in this world not to save ourselves doing the most ordinary and the very simple. We must try to learn to fly.
So this man was given that simple philosophy God knows from where, he had simple looks, simple mind, simple life and he was looking for a woman to marry if it could be a pretty one. But she can be and slightly ugly – the philosophy accepted this even recommended it. He was looking for a simple woman like him, but he didn’t know it. I was a target but I was not so good according to the philosophy. I don’t believe he had ever fall in love with anyone. But maybe here I may be wrong.
“What is doing Martha?"
Martha was one of my colleagues.
“Nothing, I don’t know.”
“Does she have a boyfriend?”
“Yes, I think she has. Do you like her?”
“No, just asking.”
This man will not contribute to the world with nothing as hundred others. But he didn’t care or didn’t realize it. He just wanted to marry, because it is time. Men often show off with their wish of freedom and independence, with their fear of relationships and marriage. But this is one delusion. Most of them are afraid, more afraid than women. They fear from loneliness and they try to guarantee themselves. It is often met, man around 30s to look for a woman to marry and he wants this on any price and after that (after approximately 4 years) he realizes that he was wrong. Man can not marry because it is necessary and it is time. Man must marry when he is ready for this. No because "it is time", or because "the time came".
“What happened with Cloud and Diana? Did they come back from Vienna?”
“Not yet. They come tomorrow.”
“Is there some news about the deal with the selling of the company? Have you heard something? Have you heard something for the new owners?”
“No. I receive just the e- mails they send to all of us with the information about the process.”
“What is doing Renate?"
“I don’t know. I don’t like her. I m not interested in her.”
On our meetings for a mug of beer after work I often retold him stories from my life which was full of adventures. He was listening and often secretly sniggered at me because he thought he was more clever then me. He only was questioning for ordinary things not telling anything about his life and was sounding around to get information. And as I was talkative I was interesting and useful to him. One day as I was his target for marring or whatever he thought he asked me again sounding around how many relationships I have had.
“One long and several short” – was my answer – “But I have many relationships with boys which for one or other reason didn’t develop in real intimate relationship and they stayed on the level of friendship. I fall often strongly in love and my feelings are deep. And I even liked one boy 3 years!"
He was pragmatic and asked: “Were you a couple?”
“No. It didn’t happen.”
“How can you be in love with a man 3 years not having anything with him?"
“I had.” – I told him – "I had friendship.”
In that moment I realized that the strange is not me but he – the ordinary. And this question for the very same time proved how simple he is and how simple he thinks and how simple life lies in front of him full of emptiness. This question maybe proves that he never felt the feeling of love. He never tasted the bitter taste of unshared love, the pain of not being the one and the secret hope that one day you will be. He never dreamed for a beloved person. He was an empty man. He was pragmatic, so simple and clear.
Till now I can’t believe that this happened and that there is such a man in the world. I often ask myself remaining this dialogue: “Who is the more strange?”
“What are you going to do in the weekend?” – he asked
“I don’t know yet.”
“We can go to a walk in the park.”
“Yes, why not.”
But we never went.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Black magic and Destruction of Humankind
Nowadays the state is the institution which guarantees the law and the moral of society. There are some laws but the unpunished evil is spreading around. We see it everywhere. Rude behavior, bad deeds. The state can control only part of our lives and can protect only part of our rights. The unpunished evil is spreading, which proofs that the people must be threaten and punished which made partly the law in the middle ages, provoked by religion (my beloved religion). People putted without law and restrictions are evil, aggressive. They are like animals. Not all of them, but most.
One of this unpunished evil is the black magic. For me it in fact doesn`t exist. It is not restricted so if it existed with so many evil people the humankind would have destroyed itself and disappeared years ago. The evil people are more than good, and having the power to do bad unrestricted they would do it for sure.
In controversy of the hatred on Earth for me there is Supreme Great Power with high reason. I believe in it. It is good but and strict and sometimes is like the bad teacher. Only that why it can mange with the evil which is spread on the Earth.
So there is no black magic because if it had we would never be here now.
The black magic influences on the level of mind. You must see something made, you must hear, or you yourself to suggest that. It operates on that level. But for the doer of the magic for him this is disaster. The bad deed he did follows him all his life.
And this deed always returns to him again and again. He knows he is sinner and his consciousness doesn`t give him liberation. He himself made it or ordered it. He made all in self - aware condition. And this works on his subconsciousness. The bad deed.
And no matter if the black magic works or not for the victim for the doer and orderer it is returned 100 times. It works on his subconsciousness, it eats him from inside. This is the balance. What is done it returns back to you. You can test it with the smile. This balance we see everywhere in the nature. You do bad, you receive bad. This the principle of the Karma. You pay for all your deeds. You pay now you pay and in your future life, but mostly you pay now. This is the balance. Karma does`t means destiny. Karma means action and opposition. And the Supreme strict and fair Reason keeps the good and punishes the bad in that life. There are a lot of parables about that. So black magic is bad only for the doer. It rarely touches the victim. It is a myth like the vampires. But also it evokes the evil in people who believe they can do something unpunished bad to other. And often they themselves are punished. And for that they must be angry to themselves.
One of this unpunished evil is the black magic. For me it in fact doesn`t exist. It is not restricted so if it existed with so many evil people the humankind would have destroyed itself and disappeared years ago. The evil people are more than good, and having the power to do bad unrestricted they would do it for sure.
In controversy of the hatred on Earth for me there is Supreme Great Power with high reason. I believe in it. It is good but and strict and sometimes is like the bad teacher. Only that why it can mange with the evil which is spread on the Earth.
So there is no black magic because if it had we would never be here now.
The black magic influences on the level of mind. You must see something made, you must hear, or you yourself to suggest that. It operates on that level. But for the doer of the magic for him this is disaster. The bad deed he did follows him all his life.
And this deed always returns to him again and again. He knows he is sinner and his consciousness doesn`t give him liberation. He himself made it or ordered it. He made all in self - aware condition. And this works on his subconsciousness. The bad deed.
And no matter if the black magic works or not for the victim for the doer and orderer it is returned 100 times. It works on his subconsciousness, it eats him from inside. This is the balance. What is done it returns back to you. You can test it with the smile. This balance we see everywhere in the nature. You do bad, you receive bad. This the principle of the Karma. You pay for all your deeds. You pay now you pay and in your future life, but mostly you pay now. This is the balance. Karma does`t means destiny. Karma means action and opposition. And the Supreme strict and fair Reason keeps the good and punishes the bad in that life. There are a lot of parables about that. So black magic is bad only for the doer. It rarely touches the victim. It is a myth like the vampires. But also it evokes the evil in people who believe they can do something unpunished bad to other. And often they themselves are punished. And for that they must be angry to themselves.
The Test
With so many gold, money and possessions in this world we must learn our souls to not notice them and to go on higher level where nothing is needed only curiosity for knowledge, investigation and impulse for creation. This world full of gold, money and possessions is a test for our souls. It is so obvious. Obvious is also that even having all these money , gold and possessions you are not happy. You are happy only when you gather knowledge and create and of course when you receive love. Because we are little Gods, as one African parable tells. And slowly we during our transformations (because Death is transformation) we will reach higher states and we will go on next level - maybe there is better.. I don`t know. I know only that soul develops to reach perfection. Maybe one day to rule the other not so perfect souls...but this is the machine or the system I don`t understand and I let it to God or to the Supreme Power as I call it. We are powerless in front of him. He rules and he decides. AMOR FATI (love your destiny). This is term from Nietzsche`s philosophy. Very right and true. We are helpless and we must be submissive. We don`t decide nothing. Is this a test of our soul or just life full of obstacles and sufferings which we must go through? But this is a test too.
Friday, August 8, 2008
Mr. Killer
I met Mr. Killer several times, but he din`t kill me. He made me just more wiser and stronger.Thank you Mr. Killer. Some people say poison is useful in small amounts. I feel i get just enough of you Mr. Killer. I feel well now. You gave me that that nobody could give me. You made me the person I am. And I appreciate this. Thank you Mr. Killer.
Thank you that you did`t kill me.
Thank you that you did`t kill me.
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