<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824</id><updated>2012-01-11T08:25:48.696+02:00</updated><title type='text'>the.united.colors.of.me</title><subtitle type='html'>всеки си има добри и лоши моменти.
ето моята легенда за тях:

deep blue - deep down;
blue - down;
green - normal;
yellow - good;
red - sky's the limit;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-5960007583346139721</id><published>2011-07-04T11:18:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T11:53:22.612+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sense of the power of and the awe before ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://wrc.onde.net/arte/0000E940-80000004/0000EC57-80000004/0024D9CF-000F68CB-00259752.4/rodin_fugit_amor.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 811px; height: 640px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Rodin - &lt;i&gt;Fugit Amor&lt;/i&gt; (ca. 1887))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.reproarte.com/files/images/S/schiele_egon/0003-0029_sitzende_frau.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 500px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Egon Schiele - &lt;i&gt;Sitzende Frau mit hochgezogenem linken Bein&lt;/i&gt; (1917))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sexappeal and femininity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.premium-art-prints.de/images/product_images/popup_images/GK122.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 359px; height: 360px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Gustav Klimt - &lt;i&gt;Danae&lt;/i&gt; (1907))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-5960007583346139721?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/5960007583346139721/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=5960007583346139721' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/5960007583346139721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/5960007583346139721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2011/07/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-2228246587171654901</id><published>2011-03-26T15:47:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T16:06:40.808+02:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On the subject of charisma and charismatic behavior:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"[...] It [charisma] is an animal magnetism reflecting a knowledge of deep pleasure and personal power. Charismatic individuals are instruments of this pleasure, power and light-giving influence. Feeling good and shining are charismatic attributes and most people are automatically drawn towards what feels good and looks shiny. Certain exceptional individuals just know how to turn it on and express it. What is the criteria for being an "exceptional individual"? To be exceptional, you already have to to know you are. This much cannot be taught. It has to start with an innate sense of your uniqueness, like a self-aware snowflake realizing its truly eccentric nature: We're all unique and exceptional! Yes, we are unique and what else is new? Learn to wear your charisma like a necklace so it won't turn into a ball and chain."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and furthermore:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"[...] Charisma doesn't try. It simply is. It's the "it" about you. And "it" just is. This is both simple and complex. That's because charisma is "simplex". It revels in its &lt;i&gt;isness&lt;/i&gt;. This is partly because charisma loves to &lt;i&gt;exist&lt;/i&gt;. Charismatic individuals can never go back to being Faceless People and some of them never were that way to begin with. Either way, charisma can be nurtured by learning how to act effortlessly. This is one trick to make it effortless for others to watch you. If taken far enough, you will become irresistible to watch. Not only does charisma have a great capacity for attracting attention, it has an equal passion for giving it. Charisma is an ability to give your total, undivided attention ... without fear, guilt or judgement involved. There is a very pure quality to this kind of attention. It stems from our ability to Look and See, to recognize and be recognized."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Antero Alli in "Angel Tech: A modern Shaman's Guide to Reality Selection"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-2228246587171654901?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/2228246587171654901/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=2228246587171654901' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/2228246587171654901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/2228246587171654901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2011/03/green_5791.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-5315541693621130626</id><published>2010-11-22T10:55:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T10:57:58.324+02:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;" [...] It seems to be a hangover of the medieval Catholic era that causes most people, even the educated, to think that everybody must "believe" something or other, that if one is not a theist, one must be a dogmatic atheist, and if one does not think Capitalism is perfect, one must believe fervently in Socialism, and if one does not have blind faith in X, one must alternatively have blind faith in not-X or the reverse of X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own opinion is that &lt;i&gt;belief is the death of intelligence&lt;/i&gt;. As soon as one believes a doctrine of any sort, or assumes certitude, one stops thinking about that aspect of existence. The more certitude one assumes, the less there is left to think about, and a person sure of everything would never have any need to think about anything and might be considered clinically dead unter current medical standards, where the absence of brain activity is taken to mean that life has ended. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Robert Anton Wilson in "Cosmic Triger"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-5315541693621130626?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/5315541693621130626/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=5315541693621130626' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/5315541693621130626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/5315541693621130626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2010/11/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-2431497752975631274</id><published>2010-10-22T21:56:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T22:01:33.161+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On the paradox of hedonism:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;What is good? Everything that heightens the feeling of power in man, the will to power, power itself.&lt;br /&gt;What is bad? Everything that is born of weakness.&lt;br /&gt;What is happiness? The feeling that power increases — that a resistance is overcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Friedrich Nietzsche in "The Antichrist" (1895)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;time to overcome some weaknesses. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-2431497752975631274?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/2431497752975631274/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=2431497752975631274' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/2431497752975631274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/2431497752975631274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2010/10/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-2889051207232391529</id><published>2009-08-17T10:57:00.014+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:47:59.431+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;15 и 16ти бяха интересни дни. Може би не толкова интересни, колкото смятах, че ще бъдат (дължа една бира на Десито :)), но определено информацията, която получих в този период ми позволи едно по-добро разбиране на някои проблеми в съвременното общество. Ето едно кратко резюме на малка част от тях:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;На &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;първо&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; място, смятам че ще се съгласиш с двете ръце, след като може би си гледал &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://malaysia.video.yahoo.com/watch/2439769"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;"Inconvinient Truth"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; на Al Gore и/или "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IbDmOt-vIL8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;HOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;" на Yann Arthus-Bertrand, че прекрасната планета, на която живеем е застрашена от екологична катастрофа. От доста сериозна екологична катастрофа дори, която, според доста хора е сравнима в съвременното ни разбиране за историята на човечеството вероятно само с &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deluge_myth"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Големия Потоп&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;, описван от стотици култури по целия свят. Не бих желал в този момент да задълбочавам върху физическия, или пък етичния аспект на подобен сценарий, смятам, че ти си достатъчно интелигентен, за да достигнеш сам до извода, че ако световната икономика продължава със същото разбиране за "добиване" на енергия основно от фосилни горива, то те не само евентуално ще се изчерпят, но и междувременно въглеродния диоксид, който се отделя при преработката им (в най-лошия вариант) ще е предизвикал трайни и необратими промени в климата, които биха довели до следващата (в най-добрия вариант мини-) Ледена епоха. Важно е да се отбележи, че това се случва сега, а не след 50 години. И прозореца за действие, според моите лични проучвания, се затваря не "чак" след 20-3о години, а твърде вероятно в периода на следващите 3 до 5 години. Последното изречение е предназначено да те вкара в контекста на революционните промени които се надявам да се случат в нашето разбиране за "добиване" и "употреба" на енергия, а не да те уплаши по някакъв начин. Моето лично мнение и разбиране е, че всички ще бъдем добре през този трансформативен, или в по-широк (херметичен) смисъл трансмутативен процес, който вече тече и твъде вероятно ще кулминира в следващите години. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Второ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;, съвременната физика, химия, биология и дори психология, пренебрегват до голяма степен влиянието на съзнанието върху материята, което води до сериозни парадокси в теориите им за реалността. Парадните примери за това са въпросите, които следват след експериментите, доказващи недвусмислено влиянието на съзнанието на наблюдателя върху изхода от експеримента (във &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/1998/02/980227055013.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;квантовата механика&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;); промените, настъпващи в структурата на водата, след като е била обект на медитация, музика, или просто добро намерение, написано на етикет, поставен върху бутилката (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lkbpXRSIUnE"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;експериментите&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; на Masaru Emoto); &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Placebo"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;пласибо ефекта&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; в медицината; резултатите от &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JnA8GUtXpXY&amp;amp;eurl=http://www.dailygrail.com/node/6751&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;експериментите&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; на Rupert Sheldrake, и теориите му за морфологичните полета; изследванията върху феномени като &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Remote_viewing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;remote viewing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Out-of-body_experience"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;OBEs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Near-death_experience"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;NDEs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; и други. Смятам, че не сме далеч от фундаментална промяна в принципите на тези науки, съдържаща в основата си знанието, че всеки един от нас е косъздател на реалността, а не просто зъбчато колело, част от механиката на машина, която, така или иначе не можем да разберем напълно. Важно е да се каже също, че с това знание идва не само огромна сила, но и голяма отговорност. Затова е нужно и известно духовно израстване преди осъзнаването на тази част от реалността.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Което ме води до &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;третата&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; точка, която е свързана със дефинирането на разликата между религиозност и духовност. Тук бих желал да цитирам Alex Grey от неговата книга "The Mission of Art", където той описва по прекрасен начин природата на тези две думи:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Religion and Spirituality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Transpersonal psychology examines the mind from the perspective of every wisdom tradition and also includes many other fields of consciousness research, such as psychedelics or near-death experiences, which may or may not have spiritual or religious components. Let us distinguish the meanings of the words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;religious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;spiritual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;. Both words point to what humanity considers sacred. Yet there is a difference between the exoteric dogmas of religion ("You are inherently sinful and will go to hell. Take Jesus as your saviour and you will go heaven when you die") and the esoteric revelations of spiritual practice ("The kingdom of heaven is within me now, as infinite clarity, awareness, and bliss. Christ-consciousness, Buddha-nature, the Atman and the Brahman, all are different names for my innermost spiritual nature, which is beyond the reach of words"). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Religion is based on faith in a traditional dogma, whereas spirituality is based on transpersonal experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;. Religion offers the external authority and security of a belief system, the guidance of a code of moral donduct, and a community of like-minded believers. Spirituality is a subjective, internal experience of the sacred, an opening to ultimate reality that positively affects the heart and mind of an individual. The spiritual does not depend on any specific religious setting, yet it obviously may be found in individuals within every religion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;The fact, that a person holds religious beliefs is no guarantee that he or she has had mystical experience that has grounded him or her in transpersonal spiritual knowledge. Sensing an internal spiritual emptiness, many people join religions or cults looking for the security of an idealized family or community and a belief system that dogmatically proclaims them to be "right". Others are called to religion by a conversion expertience in which a specific religious archetype reaches out to them. Unfortunately, the most self-righteously religious persons apear to be the most intolerant, uncompassionate, and spiritually blind. The religious zealots who kill in the name of their religion are influcting emotionally based tribal hatreds perversely masquerading as religious education. True religion and spirituality begin at the heart level. As Albert Schweitzer once said, "Dogma divides, spirit unites."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;(Page 63-64, Chapter 2. To see or Not to see)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Духовното израстване, според моето разбиране, е най-просто казано процеса на опознаване на себе си, постиган чрез едно здравословно съчетание на медитативни практики (медитация/молитва, йога, тантра и др.) и/или експериментиране с различни философски концепции, с цел постигане на по-добър &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rapport"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;рапорт&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; с емоциите и интуицията ти, както и установяване на комуникация с това, което някои системи определят като твоето "по-високо аз" или &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Higher_self"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;higher self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;. Резултатът от една подобна практика може да се опише в най-общ смисъл като "помъдряване" на тялото и духа, а в детайл, като развитие на физиката и психиката и по-добро разбиране на реалността, което води (ако наистина си концентриран в това, което правиш) до качествено подобряване на чувството ти за хумор :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Четвъртата&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; точка е свързана с действителната история на човешката раса. Това е може би една от най-благодатните почви за спекулация, но бих казал, че в съвременните теории за историята на еволюцията на планетата и в частност антропологията и археологията има огромни дупки, свързани например с логистиката на около 2.3 милиона камъни (някои от които са перфектно полирани и тежащи над 20 тона), и поствянето им по-такъв начин, че да се получи &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Pyramid_of_Giza"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;150 метрова сграда&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; с измерено отклоние от върха до центъра на основата от по-малко от 1 см. Други интересни теми за размисъл са въпроса за датирането на скулптурата известна като &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Sphinx_of_Giza"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Great Sphinx of Giza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;, по която съществуват дълбоки следи, идентифицирани от геолози като следствие от голямо количество вода и вълни, което е указвало влиянието си в продължение на поне 1000 години. Ако случайно си пропуснал да забележиш какво е Сахара, може би ще ти бъде интересно да узнаеш, кога е имало толкова вода в това сравнително сухо място. Отговора е преди минимум 10.000 години. За справка, според съвременните антропологични теории първата човешката цивилизация е тази на шумерите преди около 7000 години, като се предполага, че преди това сме били не особено развити, космати индивиди, които са се движели в племена, но определено не са имали напреднала култура и цивилизация. Огромен монумент изрязан във скалните маси в Гиза, датиран поне 3000 години преди това, определено поставя доста сериозна сянка върху приетите за факти теории за историята ни. Бих казал също, че това е само една твърде малка част от съществуващите дупки и трудно обясними феномени в историята като т.н. еволюционни "quantum leaps", като известната "липсваща връзка" между homo erektus и homo sapiens. Моето лично мнение по този въпрос е следното - сравнително обективното знание за миналото ти, помага за едно по-добро разбиране на настоящето и чрез намирането на определени повтарящи се ситуации - за едно възможно предвиждане на събития в бъдещето.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Петата&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; точка е свързана с въпроса за съществуването на интелигентни същества от други планети/времеви линии, тяхното предполагаемо присъствие тук и интеракциите им с правителства/части от правителства по определени проекти. Тук навлизаме в зона, която благодарение на сериозната дезинформация от всякакви източници (теоретици, документални и игрални филми, сериали, кратки репортажи) и най-вече благодарение на масовите медии, се възприема като нещо несериозно и нелепо. Забавното в тази ситуация може да се концентрира в следното съждение: "Има десетки хиляди наблюдения на НЛО и в пъти повече свидетелски показания от хора, имали, или смятащи, че са имали, някакъв контакт от подобен вид. Ако дори един от тези обекти е бил истински космически кораб, чийто корени не са оттук, а не просто метерологичен балон, притежаващ феноменални качества, като развиването на огромни хоризонтални и вертикални скорости, и склонност към невероятни маневри, или един свидетел не е бил просто лунатик, търсещ внимание, то тогава ние не сме сами във вселената.", а аз бих добавил, че ако това е вярно, то доказателствата за присъствието на такива раси в всеки етап от нашата история, още от появяването ни като вид, трябва да се вземат под сериозно внимание. С това съждение под предвид, смятам, че трудно можеш да игнорираш работата на организации като "The Disclosure Project", събрали в историческата си &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.netro.ca/disclosure/npccmenu.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;пресконференция&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; от 2001 година показанията на повече от 400 свидетели, работели в правителството, армията и секретните служби (сред които повечето са с високи военни ранкове и/или PhD-та), и готови да свидетелстват пред американския сенат, за истинността на думите си. Това е доста сериозно твърдение, тъй като при едно евентуално изслушване и установяване на дезинформация, би ги грозял не само кариерен крах, но и затвор. Искам само за сравнение да видиш &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vymLxCgGKM4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;репортажа&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; на CNN и начина, по който репортерите отразяват тази интелигентна, смела и пълна с факти конференция и коментират думите на Stephen Basset. Бих казал, че след като изгледаш двете ще разбереш какво имам предвид под това, че темата се представя като нещо несериозно и нелепо, въпреки обективните факти. Оставям на твоя здрав разум да прецени, коя от двете презентации е нелепа.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Защо изобщо повдигам този крайно спекулативен въпрос? Защото моето лично мнение е, че технологиите, които са развивани в сянка в продължение на близо 60 години имат потенциала да променят коренно начина, по който добиваме и използваме енергията за лични и промишлени цели, трансформирайки световната икономика и политическите структури от основен замърсител на природата и околната среда, в основен неин пазител. За повече информация по въпроса можеш да разгледаш &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=178TJujE5oY&amp;amp;eurl=http://www.projectcamelot.org/&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;презентацията&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; на Dr. Brian O'Leary в конференцията в Цюрих миналия месец. Важната точка е следната - не е нужно да "вярваш" в съществуването на подобни free-energy системи, нужно е само да се отвориш към възможността за тях и да си зададеш въпроса, не е ли необходимо, ако имаме такъв сериозен екологичен проблем, да се опитаме да изчерпим всички възможни варианти за решаването му?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Шестата&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; е свързана с отговора на въпроса зададен горе и допълнителния въпрос, който идва от него - къде е политическата воля за реализирането на инвестиции в тези обещаващи технологии? Отговора е, разбира се достатъчно сложен и изключително забавен след известно проучване. Ако смяташ примерно, че американския президент е върховния главнокомандващ в тази страна и има пълната власт и информация за това, което се случва в нея, те очаква доста интересна изненада. В началото на администрацията на Бил Клинтън, като всеки самоуважаващ се, търсещ истината човек, той опитва по нормалните правителствени канали да получи информация за инцидента в Roswell, който е може би най-известния и противоречив случай в уфологията до момента. Това което получава като отговор от ръководителите на този проект, е, че няма нужда да знае, т.е. няма "Need-to-know-clearance" за тази информация. Повече по въпроса в &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x93xta_dr-michael-salla-xconference-2009-w_news"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;конференцията&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; на Dr. Michael Salla, в която той описва стъпките, които демократите са поели, за да имат възможността да разсекретят определени файлове, както и за възможната публична реч от страна на Обама, в която той би направил сериозна публична стъпка в разкриването на истината, по този въпрос (според някои източници, дата за подобна конференция дори е избрана и тя е ще се проведе в края на годината), както и в краткото &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c3F3CXspsuo"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;интервю&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; на Clinton в Hong Kong, в което той лично признава за възможността определена информация да не е била достъпна дори до неговите очи. Ако това е вярно, както фактите доста сериозно предполагат, то може би е време да си зададеш по-сериозно въпроса за съществуването, философията и смисъла от организациите, притежавали последната дума в геополитиката в миналото и настоящето. Моето мнение по този въпрос е следното: тяхното съществуване е било нужно и е било подкрепяно от никой друг, освен нас. Ние сме тези, които са позволили относително малка група хора, да управлява в сянка, те са външното проявление на на&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;шето &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shadow_(psychology)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;shadow self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;, ние сме тези, които не са искали да узнаят истината за самите нас. Това време отминава и за всеки от нас настъпва времето да реши, в какъв свят би искал да живеят децата и внуци&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;те му. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Това ще бъде част от контекста за следващите ми няколко пост-а, които постепенно ще представят и дискутират информацията и изворите, на които имах възможността да се "натъкна" в последните месеци, между ходенето на лекции, взимането на изпити и живеенето на сравнително богат в емоционално отношение живот. Смятам, че е дошъл момента да обсъдя с теб всичко това, и ще се радвам на твоята обратна връзка и на твоите въпроси. Важно е да уточня, че основната ми цел не е свързана с това да те убедя в едно или друго твърдение. Моето разбиране е, че формирането на лично мнение е частта, която ти и само ти трябва да направиш за себе си. Съзнавам, че това звучи естествено и тривиално, но от собствен опит бих казал, че не е. На мен лично ми трябваше време и преминаване през доста емоционални периоди, за да приема дори възможността, че друга интерпретация на реалността може да съществува, но начина за образуване на сравнително компетентно мнение по определен въпрос е базирана основно на информацията, която си позволяваш да възприемаш, колкото по-разностранна и съдържаща различни гледни точки, толкова по-близко до "истината". Ако успея да вдъхновя в теб поне малко желание да започнеш да търсиш себе си, или едно по-добро разбиране на реалността, то тогава всички вложени усилия са си заслужавали. Enjoy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-2889051207232391529?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/2889051207232391529/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=2889051207232391529' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/2889051207232391529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/2889051207232391529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/08/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-3503119582261437332</id><published>2009-08-04T03:31:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T11:51:08.669+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Then he looked right through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;With somniferous almond eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't even  know what that means&lt;br /&gt;Must remember to write it down&lt;br /&gt;This is so real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tool - Rosetta Stoned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;15.th/16th august 2009. Hope to witness the beauty :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lucypringle.co.uk/photos/2000/uk2000ef2.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 406px;" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-3503119582261437332?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/3503119582261437332/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=3503119582261437332' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/3503119582261437332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/3503119582261437332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/08/red_04.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-206586065355023125</id><published>2009-08-02T19:02:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T19:40:21.578+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zahns.de/Aphorismen/Tee/a_rikyu7.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 350px;" src="http://www.zahns.de/Aphorismen/Tee/a_rikyu7.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;The sense of tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;some water boiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;tea steeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;drinking it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;come to know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Sen no Rikyu - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;cha-no-yu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-206586065355023125?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/206586065355023125/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=206586065355023125' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/206586065355023125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/206586065355023125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/08/red.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-5796313195064895649</id><published>2009-07-25T00:50:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T13:57:26.282+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=4297527694046984090"&gt;Интервюто&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; с &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brian_O%27Leary"&gt;Brian O'Leary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; на &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.projectcamelot.org/"&gt;Project Camelot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; е едно от най-добрите, които някога съм гледал. В него той говори за своята лична история като &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.brianoleary.info/cv.htm"&gt;астронавт&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; в NASA, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.brianoleary.info/cv.htm"&gt;доктор по астрономия&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; в &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://berkeley.edu/"&gt;Berkeley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;, консултант по енергийните въпроси на няколко кандидати за президенти, професор в някои от най-реномираните технически университети като &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://web.mit.edu/"&gt;MIT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.sfsu.edu/"&gt;SFSU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cornell.edu/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Cornell University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.princeton.edu/main/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Prinston University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; и неговите изследвания в областта на"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-7365305906535911834"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Free energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;и &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=7310660742580339958&amp;amp;ei=00lqSrCHF6CM2wKauKU2&amp;amp;q=ufo+conference+jaime"&gt;UFO-Phenomena&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;. Една изключителна личност, излъчваща харизма, компетентност и убеждение, че &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scientific_method"&gt;"научния принцип"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; може да се използва успешно в изследванията на new physics (като теориите на &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.theresonanceproject.org/personnel.html"&gt;Haramein&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_C._Hoagland"&gt;Hoagland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dewey_B._Larson"&gt;Larson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stefan_Marinov"&gt;Маринов&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.worldnpa.org/php2/index.php?tab0=Scientists&amp;amp;tab1=Scientists&amp;amp;tab2=Display&amp;amp;id=41"&gt;Саргойчев&lt;/a&gt; и много други, даващи логично и научно обяснение на физиката зад Free energy) , метафизика, влияние на съзнанието върху материята и др., нещо, в което аз лично също съм убеден.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Ето част от интервюто, което намерих за особено интересно, във връзка с това, по какъв начин се създава усещането за "истина", описано по сходен начин от Аrthur Schopenhauer в неговия известен цитат "All truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as self-evident". Това разбира се не означава, че самата "истина" минава през тези стадии,  наблюдателят е този, който променяйки себе си, променя разбирането си на реалността.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(1:10:20 - 1:12:20 от &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=4297527694046984090"&gt;тук&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"You know, that's one of the things, that I've said in my "carot and the stick story", that there are a thousand ways to supress an inventor or a researcher. And there are also a thousand ways to eliminate them, or threaten them, and we're also vulnurable to forces, because we have these bodies, and these bodies are very vulnerable to any kind of attack ot threat in those of our loved one, so in a sense the powers that be hold all the cards right now, and most of people are even afraid to venture into this territory and that in part is also a psychological phenomenon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;There have been some really good research done on this, that the pain center on the brain is hit, as soon as you start to talk about anything that smacks of "conspiracy theory", which of course is a dismissal, it's really truth seeking, that anything, that any painful new truth is going to reach the pain-center of the brain first, whereas if you join the "lynch-mob", if you join the "powers that be", then everything is very comfortable, pleasure-center, you have fun with life, so in a way it's me or the earth, that's the way it seems to be in this dark agenda, which is really not so hidden now, if people only take the time to look at that, but also look at the great promise and potential of solution-energy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It's really a one-two-punch in education, that's necessary, but at the same time, I have many wonderful, dear friends, progressive people, otherwise progressive, who still can't get their hand around the free-energy-question, because they say "Well, If you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=efCelx7qe_M"&gt;show it to me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;, then I'll believe it, but until then, it's not worth looking at".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-5796313195064895649?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/5796313195064895649/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=5796313195064895649' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/5796313195064895649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/5796313195064895649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/07/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-1763632131814759837</id><published>2009-07-17T00:16:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:04:56.103+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Въпроса "Кой Микеланджело, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michelangelo"&gt;Бунароти&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; или &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caravaggio"&gt;Караваджио&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;?" ме изненада преди време, защото не подозирах, че Микеланджело, с неговия невероятен гений може да бъде сбъркан с някой друг. Е, бих казал, че Караваджио определено е изключителен. Две негови картини ми направиха огромно впечатление.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;На първо място "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Judith_Beheading_Holofernes_%28Caravaggio%29"&gt;Judith and Holophernes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;", с потресаващия реализъм на сцената и израженията на лицата на Judith, Holophernes и слугинята. Това, което усетих докато ги гледах беше, че всяко едно от тях разказва собствена история, която е описана майсторски в детайл от Караваджио.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/38/Judith_Beheading_Holofernes_by_Caravaggio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 820px; height: 600px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/38/Judith_Beheading_Holofernes_by_Caravaggio.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Втората разбира се, е т.н. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amor_Vincit_Omnia_%28Caravaggio%29"&gt;Amor Victorious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;". Тя ме омагъоса със своята харизма и чувството за хумор, което аз усетих. Сериозността и авторитета на всички усилия на човек да намери смисъла на живота си - наука (глобуса, правия ъгъл и пергела), изкуство (нотната книга, музикалните инструменти, перото и хартията), социален статус (бронята, венеца), стоят под игривия крак на този ангел на любовта. Моята интерпретация е, че без съответната емоция базирана на любовта (романтична любов, възхищение, уважение на волята на личността пред теб, склонност да простиш на себе си и другите), винаги ще се усеща липса  на част от пъзела, ще липсва мъдростта, увереността, знанието и хармонията с това, което се случва в/около теб. Една красива метафора от която струи дълбока истина, очакваща да порази всеки с усмивка и/или със стрела в сърцето.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/c9/Amor_Victorious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 820px; height: 1118px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/c9/Amor_Victorious.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Omnia vincit amor et nos cedamus amori" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-1763632131814759837?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/1763632131814759837/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=1763632131814759837' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/1763632131814759837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/1763632131814759837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/07/red.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-7358040890738302736</id><published>2009-07-12T03:53:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T01:26:03.647+03:00</updated><title type='text'>blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gjwgYvzQWS4"&gt;hurt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Картината долу е на &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hiroshige"&gt;Hiroshige&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;, един от най-известните, а освен това и изключително добри представители на японския стил &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ukiyo-e"&gt;ukiyo-e&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;. Това е една от най-въздействащите му картини, носеща името "Taira no Kiyomori watching in his garden, where everything seemed to be changed into a skull". Тя описва една халюцинациите на Taira no Kiyomori, един от най-бруталните и безмилостни бойци във войната срещу клана Minamoto. Към края на живота си, "скелетите във килера му" започват да го преследват, и по доста креативен начин навлизат във всекидневния му живот.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hiroshige.org.uk/hiroshige/triptychs/MiscTriptychs/images/Taira-noKiyomori.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 821px; height: 402px;" src="http://www.hiroshige.org.uk/hiroshige/triptychs/MiscTriptychs/images/Taira-noKiyomori.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-7358040890738302736?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/7358040890738302736/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=7358040890738302736' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/7358040890738302736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/7358040890738302736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/07/blue.html' title='blue'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-586929297991528423</id><published>2009-06-25T23:54:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:16:57.285+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Twentieth Century psychologists have invented names like Depression, Anxiety, Hysteria, Mania and Neurosis to fool unsuspecting people into believing there is something "wrong" with them, thus motivating a visit to the Shrink. Human emotions are a natural occurrence and run the gamut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;They are not wrong and most importantly, not "sick." What is, perhaps, "sick" might be our inability to feel our emotions, follow them through and come out the other side and richer for it. Emotional commitment, that peculiar capacity for being "happy" wherever we are, is what actually nourishes emotional health and balance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;If the opposite of commitment is, let's say, apathy, then it starts Right Where You Are Sitting Now... in being the best apathy you can be until it's time to drop it and move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Antero Alli - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.demonoid.com/files/details/1410897/22052198/"&gt;Angel Tech: A modern Shaman's Guide To Reality Selection&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.amazon.de/Angel-Tech-Shamans-Reality-Selection/dp/1935150952/ref=sr_1_7?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books-intl-de&amp;amp;qid=1245884407&amp;amp;sr=8-7"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Определено трудно бих дефинирал смисъла и природата на емоцията по-добър начин.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Картината долу е "La Japonaise" на &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Claude_Monet"&gt;Monet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;. Когато за първи път я видях, бях изключително приятно изненадан от реализма, който фигурата на кимоното създава. Мисля също, че и контраста на емоциите, показани в израженията на лицата, я прави доста интересна. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/9/99/Claude_Monet-Madame_Monet_en_costume_japonais.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 585px; height: 977px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/9/99/Claude_Monet-Madame_Monet_en_costume_japonais.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-586929297991528423?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/586929297991528423/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=586929297991528423' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/586929297991528423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/586929297991528423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/06/green_3898.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-3575062113770737159</id><published>2009-06-25T01:55:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:58:39.292+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The secret to developing a sense of personal boundaries rests within our capacity to permit emotional differences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Emotional responses are unique to each person.. .one man's heaven is another woman's hell and so on. In order to live with people who respond differently than we do, a certain amount of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;solitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; is necessary. If we are afraid of our essential aloneness, it's easier to define ourselves in terms of how other people feel, instead of how we feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Our emotions are uniquely our own. They form the basis for self-definition and whether or not we can relate with others honestly. As with any process involving integrity, the more we find out where we are at emotionally, the better well be able to read other people's emotions without becoming them. When we are feeling ourselves, there is less need to project our emotions onto others, i.e., feeling their emotions because we're unwilling to feel our own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Antero Alli - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.demonoid.com/files/details/1410897/22052198/"&gt;Angel Tech: A modern Shaman's Guide To Reality Selection&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.amazon.de/Angel-Tech-Shamans-Reality-Selection/dp/1935150952/ref=sr_1_7?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books-intl-de&amp;amp;qid=1245884407&amp;amp;sr=8-7"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Този цитат от книгата на &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antero_Alli"&gt;Antero Alli&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; ми напомни на нещо, което Валя ми каза, за необходимостта да можеш да се чувстваш комфортно в самотата си, за да не позволиш "задушаване" на любимия/ата пред себе си със своята постоянна нужда от неговата/нейната емоционална подкрепа/стимулация. Мисля, че началото на песента на &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.demonoid.com/files/details/495877/22052198/"&gt;Lovage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L2c2aa_GMVA"&gt;To Catch a Thief&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; също описва прекрасно реалността на темата:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I feel that you shouldn't get involved in an intimate relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Until you  are emotionally mature enough to handle it totally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Able to cope with your  feelings and your sexuality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Without guilt, inhabition or phoniness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;But  with love, tenderness and honesty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-3575062113770737159?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/3575062113770737159/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=3575062113770737159' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/3575062113770737159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/3575062113770737159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/06/green_25.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-2298941023512301171</id><published>2009-06-18T12:05:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T12:10:31.901+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Цитата на деня идва от &lt;a href="http://kori.tulibu-dibu.com/2009/05/%D0%B7%D0%B4%D1%80%D0%B0%D0%B2%D0%B5%D0%B9%D1%82%D0%B5-%D0%BC%D0%B8%D0%BB%D0%B8-%D1%85%D0%BE%D1%80%D0%B0/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Кори&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Най-голямото ми съжаление - с много хора, с които си говорихме често и много сладко, вече не си говорим, защото съм казал нещо малоумно. Моля ви, много хора, забравете малоумните неща и нека пак си говорим.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Обичам те Кори :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-2298941023512301171?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/2298941023512301171/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=2298941023512301171' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/2298941023512301171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/2298941023512301171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/06/red_18.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-3610214133150328366</id><published>2009-06-17T01:19:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:17:34.866+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Бих започнал с едно първите неща, които ми направиха впечатление във философията на Ордена на Златната Зора &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hermetic_Order_of_the_Golden_Dawn"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;) и Израел &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Регарди (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Israel_Regardie"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Israel Regardie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;), за които смятам, че е дошъл момента да споделя. Аз лично смятам, че не е нужно да си се занимавал с алхимия, за да се съгласиш, ако желаеш, че думите описани във &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;интродукцията на &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Opus_magnum"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Magnum Opus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;-a на Регарди имат своето място и в "съвременните" разбирания за успеха и необходимите качества за постигането му.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;div id="title" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="title"&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;PERSISTENCE AND DETERMINATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Over the years I have been asked over and over again what are the most important qualities that a student should possess in approaching the Great Work. Other than normal intelligence and emotional stability. I find two other qualities which are essential for success. They are best summed in the following quotation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Nothing in the world can take the place of persistence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Talent will not; nothing is more common than unsuccessful men with talent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Genius will not; unrewarded genius is almost a proverb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Education will not; the world is full of educated derelicts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Persistence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;determination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; alone are omnipotent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Israel Regardie (Foreword &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;by Christopher S. Hyatt, Ph.D) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.demonoid.com/files/details/1470150/3150314/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Complete Golden Dawn System of Magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.de/Complete-Golden-Dawn-System-Magic/dp/1561841714/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books-intl-de&amp;amp;qid=1245192694&amp;amp;sr=8-5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Бих продължил с една от песните на &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toolband.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;TOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, на която се бях наслаждавал от музикална гледна точка, без да обърна до голяма степен на значението, стоящо зад нея. До сега. Ето музиката, текста и в последствие интерпретацията на частта от песента, свързана със Сатурн и възможното тълкуване, с което аз лично съм съгласен.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="title" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EiR1hmpk-x4&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The Grudge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="artist" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Tool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:13;" &gt;Wear the grudge like a crown of negativity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;Calculate what we will or will not tolerate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Desperate to control all and everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Unable to forgive your scarlet lettermen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;Clutch it like a cornerstone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Otherwise it all comes down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Justify denials and grip 'em to the lonesome end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Clutch it like a cornerstone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Otherwise it all comes down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Terrified of being wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ultimatum prison cell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturn ascends, choose one or ten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hang on or be humbled again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:13;" &gt;Humbled again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Clutch it like a cornerstone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Otherwise it all comes down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Justify denials and grip 'em to the lonesome end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturn ascends, comes round again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturn ascends, the one, the ten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ignorant to the damage done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;Wear the grudge like a crown of negativity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Calculate what we will or will not tolerate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Desperate to control all and everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Unable to forgive your scarlet lettermen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;Wear the grudge like a crown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:13;" &gt;Desperate to control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;Unable to forgive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And sinking deeper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:13;" &gt;Defining, confining, sinking deeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;Controlling, defining and we're sinking deeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturn comes back around to show you everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's you choose what you will not see and then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Drags you down like a stone or lifts you up again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Spits you out like a child, light and innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;Saturn comes back around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lifts you up like a child&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Or drags you down like a stone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To consume you 'til you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Choose to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let this go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Choose to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let this go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:13;" &gt;Give away the stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;Let the oceans take and transmutate this cold and fated anchor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Give away the stone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Let the waters kiss and transmutate these leaden grudges into gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;Let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This is about a battle with Saturn ascending and teaching us lessons over and over again until we get it right. "Saturn ascends, chose one or ten. Hang on or be humbled again" means get it right or Saturn will come around again teaching the same lesson until you do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;donna, Chicago, IL - from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.songfacts.com/detail.php?id=4814"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;songfacts.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Сега ще продължа с малко повече информация, за това, което аз за себе си считам за изключително интересен начин и поглед към значението на всяка тройка числа, на които се "натъквам/ш" в реалността. От моята логична гледна точка, такъв подход допринася за повишено внимание към това, което се случва около теб и в теб и е изключително полезен, ако възприемаш живота си като една грандиозна и невероятно красива "open-eyed" медитация.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Long ago, the angels taught me that when you see a triple number in the Reality, it has significance relative to what you are thinking or the environment around you. It has to do with music and the fact that all notes in an octave separate themselves by eleven cycles per second. Therefore, the separations of each note to each other are 11, 22, 33, 44, 55, 66, 77, 88, and 99 cycles per second, or multiples of these numbers, which presents a perfectly harmonic tuning or moment in time, since the entire Reality was created through the harmonics of music. Therefore, when triple numbers or more appear, in any manner, it physically represents a mathematical moment in time that contains the harmonics of the value of that number. In human words, 444 would best be described as the Mystery School, which is where one learn about the Reality. Alice Bailey was the first to write about this number having that meaning. Quickly, these are the meanings of the triple numbers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;111 = Energy Flow: Any energy flow, such as electricity, money, water, sexual energy, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;222 = New Cycle: The beginning of a new cycle, the nature of which depends on the next triple number you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;333 = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Decision: You have a decision to make. The decision will lead to either 666, which means you must repeat the lesson again in some other way, or it will lead to 999, which is completion and you have learned the lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;444 = The Mystery School: What is occurring in life is a lesson around the learning about the Reality. The school is learning, such as reading books or studying a subject, but not actual doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;555 = Unity Consciousness: This is the number when someone has attained Unity Consciousness. They have mastered all levels of the Mystery School. It is the highest number. It is the number of Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;666 = Earth Consciousness: This is the number of the Beast in the Bible, so it can represent pure evil, but it is also the number of mankind and life. Carbon is the basis of life and carbon has six protons, six neutrons, and six electrons. Generally when you see this number, it means to watch out for physical events that are presenting themselves at that moment, and you must be careful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;777 = The Mystery School: This is the part of the school where you are not just reading books about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;life, but are also practicing it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;888 = Completion of a particular lesson within the Mystery School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;999 = Completion of a particular cycle of events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;000 = Has no value.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Drunvalo Melchizedek - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.de/Serpent-Light-Movement-Kundalini-1949-2013/dp/1578634016/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books-intl-de&amp;amp;qid=1245192045&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Serpent of Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ето един друг поглед към цикличната природа на живота и опитността. За мен тази книга на Кристофър Хайат изигра изключително важна роля в началните ми стъпки и според моето лично мнение дава по един прекрасен и доста хумористичен начин много мъдрости, съвети и информация за Света, Вселената и Всичко Останало :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;As an experimenter it is important to realize that disappointment is a necessary result of THE GREAT WORK. Life and experience operate in cycles. Become aware that all things go through cycles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ONE way of looking at the cycles of life is as fallows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1. First there is inspiration and enthusiasm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2. Next there is frustration and disappointment, laziness, despair, and fear of failure. This where most people give up, get depressed and regress into fantasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3. Re-newed Effort and Enthusiasm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;4. RESULTS - satisfaction. NOTE: I said satisfaction-results, not success of failure. Being the most Honest Man In The World, I did not give you a "WISH TO BE". I don't know for sure what your results will be, and you don't either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You must be willing to complete the CYCLE. If you do, the freedom and joy which is your rightful heritage will find a permanent home in your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Christopher S. Hyatt, Ph.D; (Introduction by Israel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Regardie &amp;amp; Robert Anton Wilson) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.demonoid.com/files/details/1084251/3150314/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Undoing Yourself with Energized Meditation and Other Devices"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.demonoid.com/files/details/1799111/3150314/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Смятам да завърша този цикъл с картината на Alex Grey от 1985, носеща името &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alexgrey.com/a-gallery/8-24/journeywounderhealer.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"The Journey of the Wounded Healer"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. Смятам, че символиката е изключително показателна и в много отношения корелираща с информацията посочена по-горе.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-3610214133150328366?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/3610214133150328366/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=3610214133150328366' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/3610214133150328366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/3610214133150328366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/06/red_17.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-4376590454341977125</id><published>2009-06-15T14:39:00.021+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T01:28:47.583+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Днешната лекция по VWL (или "политическа икономия", както е превода в Polyglot), както и случките от последните дни ми позволиха да преразгледам и задълбоча разбирането си за рационалността на човек.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Професора даде един прекрасен пример, за да илюстрира част от икономическите теории, които представяше. Примера беше свързан точно с дискусия върху рационалността на действията на рибарите, ловящи ненамаляващо количество риба, въпреки, че знаят, че запасите на конкретния воден басейн се изчерпват. Сега, според рационалната гледна точка базирана върху промените в голямото, те трябва да намалят лова си, тъй като с действията си застрашават и своето съществуване. За тях обаче, от строго икономична гледна точка е ирационално да ловят по-малко риба, заради конкуренцията, средата, в която се намират, защото те не знаят дали другите рибари ще последват примера им. Следва популисткото изказване, че "Ако всички ловят, по-малко риба, всичко ще е наред", което разбира се, без допълнително разглеждане на последствията от едно евентуално рязко спиране на продукцията/лова е лишено също до голяма степен от икономическа логика. Ако се продължи линията на мисълта, може дори да се достигне до твърдението, че всяко изказване, базирано на полярност - това е добро, това е лошо, фундаментално е лишено от логика, поради простата причина, че му липсва част от картината.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Тук идва въпроса, как може се вземе тогава каквото и да е решение, базирано на логика, щом като нещата не са никога бели и черни, а винаги сиви. Отговора е тривиален и в същото време изключително сложен, но най-просто би могъл да се опише с една дума - "информация". Количеството и качеството на външните импулси, на които съзнателно или несъзнателно позволяваш да те "in-form"-ират, т.е. да моделират вътрешните ти разбирания и усещания, оказват изключително влияние върху това, което предаваш като feedback, реакция към околната среда - под формата на решения, действия или в по-широк смисъл емоции и мисли.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Може би тук е момента да те запозная с няколко принципа, или по-добре презумпции в &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neuro-linguistic_programming"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;НЛП&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;, които за мен лично показват една също сравнително интересна гледна точка за начина на мислене и функциониране на разума. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(Сега ще си позволя един кратък екскурс по темата "наука ли е НЛП?", защото от това зависи, (за огромната част от хора в съвременното общество) дали "можеш" или "не можеш" да се довериш на определена информация. Въпреки моментната липса на консенсус в научните среди, дали НЛП е базирано на наука или псевдонаука, аз лично съм на мнение, че неговите принципи са валидни, тъй като са базирани на практически резултати и изследвания. Вярно е, че то не може да предвижда на 100 процента опитите си, но ако се заровиш достатъчно надълбоко в определени физични теории, като например "string theory", които в момента носят със себе си претенцията за научен подход, и биват широко разпознати като такива, вероятно с изненада ще установиш, че тяхното "научно" признаване, се базира в доста по-голяма степен на авторитет и политика, отколкото на реална научна стойност. Още веднъж, всичко е въпрос на гледна точка, създавай своя, главно въз основа на твоите лични опитности и рационални обяснения. Timothy Leary описва темата отлично с неговата известна фраза "think for yourself, question authority". Край на екскурса :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Първо ще изредя основните презумции на НЛП, с коментарите на авторите, след което ще дам своите мисли по някой от тях, които считам за важни и подкрепени от моите разбирания и изживявания в последно време и изобщо. (Цитираните части са взети от българския превод на книгата &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.de/Thorsons-Principles-Nlp/dp/0722531958/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books-intl-de&amp;amp;qid=1245070056&amp;amp;sr=8-3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Principles of NLP"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; на Joseph O'Connor и Ian McDermott, издаден от Лаков ПРЕС, чудесния превод е на Биляна Николова, стр. 157-158):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Хората&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; реагират на своята карта на реалността, а не на самата реалност. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ние действаме и общуваме именно по тези карти. НЛП представлява способността ни да променяме тези карти, а не самата реалност. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Човешкото поведение е целенасочено. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Обаче не винаги съзнаваме каква е целта.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Цялото ни поведение се ръководи от положителни намерения. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Поведението ни винаги се опитва да постигне нещо стойностно за самите нас. Човек не може да се идентифицира със своето поведение. НЛП разграничава намерението или целта, която стои в основата на действието, от самото действие. Това, което се реализира като отрицателно действие, е такова защото не забелязваме целта лежаща в основата му.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Безсъзнателната част на нашата психика е доброжелателна. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Безсъзнателната част на психиката уравновесява съзнателната, като същевременно не е вътрешно озлобена към нас.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;По-добре е да имаме избор, отколкото да нямаме. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Подберете си такава карта, която ще ви даде възможност за най-обширни и най-многобройни избори. Човек, който има пред себе си най-голям брой избори, т.е. най-високо ниво на пластичност на мисълта и поведението си, ще има най-голямо влияние в общуването.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Хората правя възможно най-добрия избор в момента. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Независимо от това колко самоунищожително, странно или греховно е поведението ни, то представлява най-добрия избор, който сме могли да направим в съответния момент, при определената от нас карта на света. Ако дадете по-добър избор на човек в неговата карта на света, той веднага ще го последва.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Хората работят по идеален начин. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Никой не греши и всеки човек има своята стойност. Просто трябва да разберем начина, по който той работи, за да можем да го променим положително, като го насочим към нещо полезно и желано.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Цел на общуването е отговорът, който получаваме. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Той може да се различава от този, който сте възнамерявали да дадете. В общуването няма грешки, има само отговори и обратна връзка. Всяко преживяване може да бъде използвано. Ако не получавате това, което желаете, просто опитайте нещо друго.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Човек има на разположение всички източници, които му трябват, или може сам да си ги създаде. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Няма безполезни хора, има само такива състояния.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Умът и тялото са една система. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Те си взаимодействат и взаимно си влияят. Не е възможно да промените едното, без това да повлияе и на другото.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Всяка информация се обработва чрез сетивата. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Моделирането на всяка успешна дейност води до съвършенство. Ако човек е способен да прави нещо, той може да изгради модел на своето действие и да научи и другите да вършат същото. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Съвършенството може да се моделира.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ако искате да разберете нещо - действайте. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(13)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ученето се крие в дейността.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ако случайно някога си имал проблем с разбирането на някои решения и действия на прекрасната женска половина от човечеството, може би си си задавал задавал въпроса, каква е логиката, в това което правят. Нека отидем малко по-далеч от баналното "няма логика в това което правят" :). Едно възможно обяснение се крие във взаимодействието между моментната "карта на реалността" или моментната интерпретация на реалността и информацията, която спомага за взимането на конкретния избор. Защото според &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(6) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;и&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; (7) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;не съществува такова нещо, като нелогичен избор, напротив всеки избор е логичен, когато се намира в личната интерпретация на човека, който го взима (бил той и от женски род :)). Но двете презумции не казват само това, те дори сочат към факта, че всеки избор е също възможно най-добрия, който може да се вземе на базата на моментното разбиране, което от своята страна лежи на количеството и качеството на информацията, която го е съставило.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Да вземем за пример историята с отрязанoтo ухо на &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vincent_van_Gogh"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Винсент Ван Гог&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;. Съзнавам, че интерпретацията на историята подлежи на дискусия, но бих желал да предложа своята гледна точка към това, което според мен е възможно да го е подтикнало към тази, на пръв поглед ирационална постъпка. Ако не си, чел за историята - съвсем накратко - Ван Гог, брилянтен холандски художник, до голяма степен неоценен в своето време, в един период от живота си във френския град Арл, или по-точно на 23ти декември 1888, след скандал с неговия близък приятел и колега Пол Гоген, както и след дългогодишна употреба на абсент и установена по-късно епилепсия на темпоралния дял, решава да одреже част от ухото си с бръснарски нож, след това да спре кървенето, да завие отрязаната част в кърпа, да отиде в местния бордей, да я даде на своя позната проститутка и да се прибере вкъщи за да легне да поспи, сякаш нищо не се е случило.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Това напълно ирационално, по повечето стандарти в нашето общество, поведение, го докарва разбира се до неминуемото изгонване от града и доброволен престой в клиниката за душевно болни в Сен Реми, където между другото създава някои от най-известните и широко оценени картини, като &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/6/66/VanGogh-starry_night_ballance1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Тhe Starry Night"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; и &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/1e/Portrait_of_Dr._Gachet.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Portrait of Dr. Gachet"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;. Не мисля да навлизам в темата за влиянието на депресията, меланхолията и други подобни "blue" моменти върху креативността на един автор, но да кажем, че в някои случаи, тя допринася изключително много в процеса на създаване на изкуство, с голямата молба от моя страна да не приемаш това в никакъв случай като правило :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Моята хипотеза се базира като цяло на голяма част от принципите, показани горе. Да приемем, че Ван Гог е поел доволно количество абсент в онази вечер, което във взаимодействие с душевното и физическото му състояние е предизвикало особено силни халюцинации, които, тъй като ума и тялото са система &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(10),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; биха имали директен ефект &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;върху начина по който той е възприемал реалността в момента &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.  Да кажем, че халюцинацията е била свързана с определени звукови дразнители, които са идвали от дясното му ухо и са му причинявали силна болка. Тъй като подсъзнанието е доброжелателно настроено &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;, то му е представило най-добрия възможен вариант в онзи момент за оздравяване на системата му, който е бил да премахне източника на болката - дясното си ухо. Поради липсата на по-добри възможности в дадената интерпретация на &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;реалността, която е имал тогава &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;, той е искал да разбере, дали това ще има положителния ефект, към който се е стремил &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(13), (2), (3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; и затова се е преценил да вземе решението за отрязване на ухото.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Както казах, това би била една възможна логика, базирана на презумциите на НЛП, както ги тълкувам аз. Примера идва покаже по един сравнително краен начин, че качеството на логиката, (както здравия разум, базиран на моментните разбирания за подходящи норми на поведение я оценява) зависи до огромна степен от моментното тълкуване на реалността.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ако Ван Гог би приел в организма си вместо абсент, "здравословно" количество канабис, например, вещество, което по принцип също може да предизвика халюцинации, но в огромната си част има успокояващо, развеселяващо и огладняващо действие, аз бих предположил, със според мен огромна статистическа вероятност, че ефекта на афекта, причинен от консумацията, е щял да бъде в най-лошия случай поне по-малко автоагресивен.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;С това, разбира се, не искам да ти пропагандирам употребата на което и да е вещество. Напротив, това което искам да кажа е свързано с преценката, за това какво вещество решаваш да поемеш, а в по-широк смисъл и какво решаваш да допускаш като информация във своята система. Разбирай: медиите, чиято гледна точка за реалността позволяваш да ти въздейства; обществото, което избираш да комуникира с теб; храните и напитките, които избираш да представиш на тялото си. Разбира се, че ако имаш по-голям избор от възможности &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;, ще имаш съответно по-голяма ефективност в общуването както с другите, така и със себе си, но основното правило, че винаги взимаш най-доброто решение, базирано на моментната ти интерпретация на реалността, ще продължава да е в сила.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Като заключение бих ти пожелал всяко твое "най-добро" решение, да е базирано, поне на такова количество и качество информация, че да те води до малко по-интересни и по-малко инвазивни (към теб и другите, около теб) случки и изживявания от конкретните на Ван Гог и метафората, която се крие зад тях :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://derm.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/vangogh1z2.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 826px; height: 1012px;" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-4376590454341977125?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/4376590454341977125/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=4376590454341977125' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/4376590454341977125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/4376590454341977125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/06/green_15.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-2873144649651487022</id><published>2009-06-14T03:04:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:43:32.072+03:00</updated><title type='text'>deep blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Well, yes.. it does hurt. It hurts a lot, but the choice was worth it. The decision to love completely and unconditionally, even though being aware, that it might not be fully recognized and appreciated, is a very beautiful one. Beautiful, because of the uplifting quality it brings - no need to hide, no need &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; to pretend - just be, and love. I guess such an approach could be a little confusing and frightening for the other person. But I think I've just attained a slightly better understanding of the Buddhist way to interpret life. To quote Alex Grey from his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.de/Mission-Art-Alex-Grey/dp/157062545X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books-intl-de&amp;amp;qid=1244939046&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;"The mission of Art"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;"We can wonder thr&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ough life bewildered by our limitations and buffered by events, or we can approach life as a path to spiritual liberation. To hear Spirit's counsel we associate with realized teachers. We turn our eyes heavenward. During the Buddha's first sermon, in Deer Park, he spoke of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Four_Noble_Truths"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Four Noble Truths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;. Buddha's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;first noble truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;, "Life is suffering", recognizes the struggle with the limits of our life, the way our &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;minds characterized by perpetual unsatisfactoriness, the suffering of old age, sickness, and death. Buddha saw the wheel of life, the endless round of birth and death, as the wheel of delusion and suffering called samsara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;The second noble truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; is that suffering is caused by desire and attachment. If we didn't have so many expectations and desire so many things from our life, we would  not be so disappointed and afflicted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;The third noble truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; points to nirvana as the end to the samsaric wheel of suffering, caused by desire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;The fourth noble truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; outlines the way beyond suffering, to nirvana, enlightenment, through cultivation of a series of "right" approaches called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Noble_Eightfold_Path"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Noble Eightfold Path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;I've kind of "accidentally" spoken earlier today about my understanding of the way expectations could lead to a certain loop, where you become trapped in the past, without really being aware, that it is a central part of the Buddhist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;second noble truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;. Well, yes.. it does make a bit more sense now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.alexgrey.com/prints/Alex-Grey-Kissing.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 468px; height: 650px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-2873144649651487022?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/2873144649651487022/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=2873144649651487022' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/2873144649651487022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/2873144649651487022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/06/deep-blue.html' title='deep blue'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-5811734644984907999</id><published>2009-06-13T16:00:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:43:52.757+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;След няколко часа разсъждения, катализиран от снощните "Радини вълнения" стигнах до следната мъдрост. Timing-a е много важно нещо :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Какво имам предвид. Правилното определяне на точния момент за едно действие, чрез използване или на логиката, или на интуицията (в по-интересния случай, на баланса между двете), е разликата, между това да бъдеш разбран и оценен и посланието ти да не достигне изцяло другата страна. Когато любимият човек, усети, че действията отсреща не са лесно предвидими, или по-точно не се случват, тогава, когато очаква да се случат, това може да предизвика в най-общия случай две реакции - уплаха от това, че настъпваш в непознати води, и/или вълнение от предстоящото приключение.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Сега, какво общо с тези емоции има определянето на "правилния" момент, и според кого един момент е правилен, а друг не. Важния фактор за мен в случая е дефиницията на очакването, приемането на причинно-следствена връзка, за определени случки, което е функция на логиката, която се нуждае от линейна пътека, за да функционира. Очакването е свързано с опита, който си натрупал в миналото, то е един от начините да си създадеш интерпретация на изключително сложната реалност, въз основа на миналото, на случилото се. Очакването е резултата от "ти бъдейки в миналото, да интерпретираш настоящето".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Тази дефиниция ме връща към това, което Alan Watts от своята Zen-гледна точка, казва за взаимодействието между минало и настояще.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"But when we speak about freedom from karma, freedom from being the puppet of the past, that simply involves a change in your thinking. It involves, in other words, your getting rid of the habit of thought, where by you define yourself, as the result of what has gone before. And instead get into the more plausible and more reasonable habit of thought, in terms of which, you don't define yourself in terms of what you've done before, but in terms of what you're doing now."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Това, което той има предвид, е точно проблематиката за която аз говоря в момента. Тя изобщо не е тривиална. Тя предполага изключително голяма промяна на мисленето. Фразата "ако очакваш нещо да се случи, по начина по който се е случило преди, ти се дефинираш като резултат на това което ти се е случило в миналото" ти казва нищо друго освен, че ако вземеш решението да правиш интерпретацията си на моментната реалност, базирайки я върху минали изживявания, има много сериозна вероятност да изпуснеш това което наистина се случва в момента. Защото ти не си в настоящия момент, а си в спомена, с който заместваш настоящия момент.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Конкретния пример е следния: Представи си, че си имал негативен опит от определена романтична връзка, в която си вложил много от себе си, но не си получил, това което си очаквал. Ако намираш детайли от тази връзка в сегашните си романтични отношения, ти несъзнателно ще я рационализираш по този начин: "Аха, тук съм бил, сега ще се случи, това и това". Очаквайки някаква позната развръзка, ти ще я получиш. Ще получиш отново негативното усещане, което си имал в предишната връзка, поради простата причина, че ти не правиш нищо друго, освен несъзнателно да я изживяваш отново.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Знай, че това е само една възможност, при това, не особено продуктивна от житейска гледна точка. Веднъж осъзнал, че опита ти влияе по този начин, ти можеш да прецениш, дали да се поддадеш на това влияние, или да го трансформираш. Ако в момента, в който видиш някой познат детайл в настоящето, усетиш, че се връщаш в спомена, можеш просто да решиш да промениш това, като промениш държанието си. Променяйки държанието си, ти променяш изхода на случката и/или на цялата романтична връзка. Това е един от възможните начини да си направиш живота като цяло по-интересен и по-вълнуващ, а не да преживяваш едно и също с различни хора.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;В този смисъл, моето разбиране за различното преживяване, не зависи от това до каква степен си приличаш със любимия човек, като характер или интереси. Поради простата причина, че усещането за прилика е моментно, а човек може да променя и променя начина си на мислене и оформянето на характера си постоянно. Верен е факта, че след определена възраст подобни промени стават по-малко вероятни, като дори в доста случай индикират някакъв вид патология, но всичко зависи от настройката на отделния човек. Ако малкото дете в него има своето място за игра и експерименти, тогава промените ще се случват постоянно. Защото промяната е единственото сигурно сигурно нещо в моментната ни интерпретация на реалността, промяната или динамиката е движещата сила както на микрокосмоса (молекули, атоми, кванти), така и на макрокосмоса (планети, слънца, галактики). Разбирането и синхронизирането с динамиката носи една по-мъдра интерпретация на реалността.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;В заключение, бих добавил, че ще уважа избора ти, защото смятам това за много важно, но в същото време реших да запазя емоцията и новото усещане, което ми подари. Моят личен опит ми показва, че подобни честоти не се срещат особено често, но въпреки това, всеки следващ момент би могъл да промени това разбиране :) Така че мисля да се насладя на прекрасния слънчев ден като побягам малко, слушайки музика и да вникна в танца на Pollock довел до неговия Mural :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theslideprojector.com/images/art1/chapter4-existentialismcomestothefore/mural.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 886px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.theslideprojector.com/images/art1/chapter4-existentialismcomestothefore/mural.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-5811734644984907999?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/5811734644984907999/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=5811734644984907999' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/5811734644984907999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/5811734644984907999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/06/red_13.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-7840604785283870068</id><published>2009-06-12T15:00:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:46:07.585+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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или &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ft.com/cms/s/0/f0fba872-5685-11de-9a1c-00144feabdc0,dwp_uuid=819fc44c-33e2-11de-9eea-00144feabdc0.html?nclick_check=1"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;това&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. Позволи ми да ти дам моята гледна точка по темата, защото може би, тя би била интересна за теб. Бих желал да коментирам следната част от статията:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;“ Грипният вирус А(H1N1) ще циркулира по цял свят между една и две години, предупреди на пресконференция в Женева заместник-генералният директор на Световната здравна организация (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.who.int/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;СЗО&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;) Кейджи Фукуда, цитиран от Франс прес. Реакцията ни трябва да бъде гъвкава и ще следим много внимателно развитието на пандемията, подчерта той.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Генералният секретар на ООН Бан Ки-мун предупреди, че не бива да се прибързва с дискриминационните действия срещу пандемията от &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vesti.bg/index.phtml?tid=40&amp;amp;oid=2128891" target="_parent"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;свински грип&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; и че тя не налага мерки като пътнически и търговски забрани.Той прикани международната общност да запази присъствие на духа и да прояви солидарност пред епидемията, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;която СЗО обяви за първата пандемия за XXI в. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Предишната беше през 1968 г., когато хонконгският грип отнеживота на около 1 млн. души. “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Удебеленият шрифт на "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;която СЗО обяви за първата пандемия за XXI в.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;" не е мой, той е услужливо подсказване, от страна на екипа на &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vesti.bg/"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;vesti.bg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;, за важността на новината, която се представя. Първата пандемия за XXI в. За мен факта, че предишната пандемия е била през 1968 г. прозвува леко странно, защото интуитивно се сетих за едно друго вирусно заболяване, наречено &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/HIV"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;HIV/AIDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;, причинило &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/AIDS_pandemic"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;смъртта на 25 млн. души&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; и започнало през 1981. Статията във Wikipedia, към която те насочих, е озаглавена логично AIDS Pandemic, но ако скролнеш към изворите й, с изненада ще установиш, че журналистите, написали информацията в vesti.bg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;не&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; са сгрешили. СЗО нарича ХИВ/СПИН &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.unaids.org/pub/EPISlides/2007/2007_epiupdate_en.pdf"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;епидемия&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;. Предполагам, че въпроса, как се дефинира крайно опасно вирусно заболяване може да се подложи на дискусия в този момент, но аз бих искал да концентрирам вниманието ти върху следните факти, с които продължава статията: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;“ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Швейцарската фармацевтична компания "Новартис" съобщи, че е произвела първата партида ваксини срещу свински грип, седмици преди очакваното, предаде Асошиейтед прес. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Според СЗО фармацевтичните фирми вероятно ще разполагат с одобрени и готови за продажба ваксини след септември. "Новартис" посочи, че ще използва първата партида за предклинична оценка и изпитания, а после и за клинични опити. Ваксината е произведена в завода на компанията в Марбург, Германия, който, според "Новартис", има капацитет за производство на милиони дози ваксина седмично. Втори завод е в строеж в Холи Спрингс, щата Северна Каролина.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Във фармацевтичната фирма са постъпили искания за доставки от 30 държави, включително от американското министерство на здравеопазването и хуманитарните въпроси, което през май възложило поръчка на стойност 289 млн. долара.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span lang="BG"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Тази любезно предоставена информация за готови ваксини &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;”с&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;едмици преди очакваното&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="BG"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="BG"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; в продължение на подзаглавието на статията, ме наведе на мисълта, по какъв начин човек може да дефинира времевия компонент в производство на определена ваксина и какви мерки биха помогнали за форсиране на процеса. Предполагам, че очаквания срок се е базирал на &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.novavax.com/download/File/Webh1n1_vs.pdf"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;следната верига&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;. Поради липса на медицинско образование, ще те помоля да не взимаш за професионално мнението ми, но ми се стори някак логично, че е трудно да форсираш една верига, ако се нуждаеш от определено технологично време за завършека на отделните й фази и че е сравнително трудно да прескочиш това време, но пък последното би било напълно възможно, ако си започнал по-рано с изследванията си.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span lang="BG"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ето една &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vesti.bg/?tid=40&amp;amp;oid=2152871"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;друга статия&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; от &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="DE"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;vesti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="BG"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="DE"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;bg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="BG"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;, която преди време ми се стори интересна. Пенсиониран вирусолог може би не звучи особено авторитетно като за начало, защото загатва за отсъствие на актуални знания, но пък създател на ваксина, заслужава поне &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="DE"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="DE"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="DE"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;benefit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="DE"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="DE"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="DE"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="DE"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="DE"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="DE"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="BG"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;, както казват в Щатите. Така че ми стана интересно, как ще продължи историята. За моя изненада още на следващия ден видях &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vesti.bg/?tid=40&amp;amp;oid=2156971"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;следния отговор&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; от страна на СЗО. Интересен въпрос би бил, колко време е било нужно на СЗО за сериозно проучване на теорията на Ейдриън Гибс, но бих казал, че заключение като „това &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;вероятно&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; е естествено получил се вирус” най-малкото остава въпроса отворен за дискусия.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span lang="BG"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Търсейки малко повече информация по темата, попаднах на следното &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GBeKB7aKzOs"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;послание&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; от &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="DE"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leonard_Horowitz"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="BG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Leonard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Horowitz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="BG"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;, чиито изследвания върху влиянието на музикалните хармонии върху психиката и физиологията ме бяха заинтригували преди време. На продукт от теоретичната част на работата му можеш да да се насладиш &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JqK_TOCko8c"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;тук&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;, ако искаш. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span lang="BG"   style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;В кратката си презентация, дни след започването на епидемията (вече пандемия), както и няколко седмици преди публичната позиция на Ейдриън Гибс, той отправя доста сериозни обвинения и представя своята теория за произхода и разпространението на вируса. Бих оставил на теб да прецениш, ако желаеш, до каква степен това, което бива изнесено като информация в презентацията корелира с казаното от Гибс и СЗО. За мен то е просто една интересна гледна точка, която за съжаление не открих във vesti.bg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;" lang="BG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-7840604785283870068?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/7840604785283870068/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=7840604785283870068' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/7840604785283870068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/7840604785283870068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/06/green_856.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-6188406384655949753</id><published>2009-06-05T19:26:00.010+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:46:56.243+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bruceeisner.com/.a/6a00d83451c3ab69e201053621b6b0970b-800wi"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 634px;" src="http://www.bruceeisner.com/.a/6a00d83451c3ab69e201053621b6b0970b-800wi" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;photo from: http://www.bruceeisner.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Признавам, че в началото  бях леко скептично настроен, към личността на Обама, но неговата изключителна харизма, начина по-който успява да комуникира посланията си, както и съдържанието на самите послания, ме накараха да повярвам, че той е човекът, който би могъл да укрепи надеждата и би ни повел към един по-добър свят. Ето &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6BlqLwCKkeY&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;обръщението му към мюсюлманската общност&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, ако случайно не ти е попаднало досега.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-6188406384655949753?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/6188406384655949753/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=6188406384655949753' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/6188406384655949753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/6188406384655949753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/06/red.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-7484255701747236117</id><published>2009-05-23T13:46:00.010+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T01:43:09.911+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="adbriteinline"&gt;&lt;span name="KonaBody"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Може би е нужно да споделя, какво е моето разбиране за наука и дефиницията ми за научен подход към обяснението и предвиждането на определени събития. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;cite class="web" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Merriam-Webster се изказва по следния начин:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="adbriteinline"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; (from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latin" title="Latin"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Latin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;scientia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, meaning "knowledge") refers in its broadest sense to any systematic knowledge-base or prescriptive practice that is capable of resulting in a prediction or predictable type of outcome. In this sense, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; often refers to a technical art or highly skilled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Praxis_%28process%29" title="Praxis (process)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;За мен науката може да се опише като знанието, което произтича от процеса на собственото обяснение на преживявания/събития/опити, чрез изграждането на теории базиращи се на логика, или (не)съзнателното съгласие с обясненията на други хора, имащи достатъчно висок авторитет и/или достатъчно логично издържани теории. Това е моята скромна дефиниция за наука. В по-широк смисъл всеки е учен, самия факт, че е жив, усеща и преживява, автоматично го прави част от лабораторията на живота, а всяко негово решение е един уникален експеримент, който му носи информация за това, дали моментната му теория издържа, или има сериозни пукнатини и се нуждае от нов поглед отгоре.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;С други думи, какво прави една теория "вярна" или не? Да вземем за пример, изказването, че "всички миди са бели". За да бъде доказано то, не е нужно да покажеш хиляда бели миди и от това да направиш извода, че всички са такива, а е необходимо изследванията ти да докажат съществуването на нито една черна, в условията, които си дефинирал в теорията си. Ако това обаче се случи, теорията ти логично подлежи на преразглеждане и преструктуриране.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Всяка от съвременните науки се стреми да опише и да предвиди реалността, изхождайки от определени аксиоми, които са били приети с консенсус като абсолютна истина. Такива аксиоми са нужни, защото в тяхно лице човек има фундамент на който да стъпи, в изграждането на сградата си, ако ми позволиш строителната метафора. Те са нужни, за да концентрират вниманието върху определени части от изключително сложната реалност, която наблюдаваме и преживяваме, решавайки за други, че могат да бъдат пренебрегнати в името на възможно разбиране на определен факт. Значението на тези аксиоми е толкова голямо за отделните науки, колкото и ролята на фундамента за сградата при земетресение. Разбира се, че отделните стени (доказани теории) спомагат в голяма степен за издържливостта й, но ако тя лежи върху уязвими основи, евентуалното й падане, като резултат от гравитацията и динамичното натоварване е неминуемо. Няма значение колко нови стени построяваш, за да я подсилиш, тя евентуално ще падне, единственото което можеш да направиш е да отложиш момента на падането, до следващото разрушително земетресение (което разбира се, не можеш да предвидиш).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Защо аксиомите са най-важното в една наука, и нужно ли е да се пазят със всякакви средства?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Отговора може би се корени в страха на съвременния човек от това, че той не контролира реалността, а ако ми позволиш да добавя личното си мнение, най-вече в страха от осъзнаването, че последното до голяма степен не е вярно. Този страх, специално в случаите на поставяне под въпрос на определена аксиома, предизвиква защитна реакция, която в леките си форми се изразява в игнориране и нетолериране, а в по-тежките дори в психологическа и физическа агресия. По-интересното тук е, че когато човек ирационално пази своите вярвания/разбирания от противоречащи им доказателства, в центърите за удоволствие в мозъка има силна активност и обратно - когато е представен пред нова неоспорима информация, първата реакция достига първо центровете за болка и обикновенно той я отхвърля (изследва&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;не на &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Drew_Westen"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Dr. Drew Weston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; в &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Emory University през 2006).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Важно в случая да се добави, че страха е само един избор от две възможности, a не единствена възможност. Осъзнаването, че винаги има "higher option", е важна част от промяната на мисленето в позитивна посока. Това което имам предвид под осъзнаване е свързано точно с прилагането на научния принцип. В практически смисъл то означава следното: приемаш нещо за истина и експериментираш с него, за да убедиш всяка част от себе си, че е така и че обяснява и предрича случващото се в реалността. Ако откриеш празнини в него, избираш това, което все още считаш за логично и продължаваш напред. Но за да има смисъл за теб, всяка теория се нуждае от експерименталния си компонент, от преживяването. Докато то не е факт, всяка такава с право си остава само един полет на мисълта и не може да претендира за истина (дори и за това което сам си дефинираш като такава). Моите лични преживявания (експерименти, усещания) ми дават достатъчно сигурност, за верността на аксиомата ми, че ако възприемаш решенията си, като фундаментално подчинени на избора между страха и любовта, и прецениш второто, като достойно за твоя избор, имаш безпрецедентната възможност за развитие (духовно, физическо), докато избирайки решение базирано на страха (или неговите проявления като омраза, невежество, завист и др.), получаваш възможността, ако си достатъчно мъдър да я видиш, да откриеш себе си, виждайки другата крайност. Помага също и да мислиш за избора не като изпит, а като възможност да покажеш майсторството си в увладяването на емоциите и възприемането на това, което те ти казват за самия теб.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Но нека се върна на мисълта си за важността на аксиомите. Според моето разбиране, от тях зависи собственото възприятие за реалносттта, а от избора между една или друга - усещането, че живота е рай или ад, а може би и нещо отвъд полярността. Така че от тази гледна точка, наистина може да бъде видяно, как това което човек избира за основополагащо директно влияе на качеството на живота му.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Какво помага формирането на твоята лична аксиома? Мисля, че една мисъл на Алберт Айнщайн би дошла на помощ в случая:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="adbriteinline"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span name="KonaBody"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"Condemnation without investigation is the height of ignorance."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Отговора е лесен - информация, информация и пак информация. Помага също и светът ти да бъде разтресен от (емоционално) заметресение, което да постави под въпрос валидността на текущите ти аксиоми. Едно такова ти предоставя рядката възможност да започнеш от нулата с невинността и любознателността на малко дете. Приемай всяка случка, като възможност за развитие, за откриване на себе си, защото реално погледнато, тя си е такава. Наслаждавай се на информацията, проверявай я с различни източници, но най-вече разчитай на собствените си усещания и разбирания, съзнавайки, че са моментни и не са застраховани от промяна. Бъди отворен към всичко и всички, давай им шансове, защото това ще ти позволи да откриеш малка част от себе си във всеки един от тях. Поеми отговорността за това, което мислиш и това, което предлагаш като мисловен продукт на другите.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Знай, че, ако в един момент решиш да избереш за своя основна аксиома, това, че всичко е един експеримент, в който ти си не само бялата мишка, обекта на изучаване, но и ученият в бяло, който изучава; представата за правилно и грешно, добро и зло, логично и нелогично е само моментна илюзия; всички сме по своя път и той естествено се извива като красив меандър, но неизменно води в една посока; страха е само една възможност, по всяко време можеш да решиш да избереш по-висока честота на която да функционираш; приключението, което наричаме живот, ще ти разкрие красотата си, защото то не крие нищо от теб, ти със своите решения се криеш от него. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-7484255701747236117?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/7484255701747236117/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=7484255701747236117' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/7484255701747236117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/7484255701747236117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/05/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-4275657237669971940</id><published>2009-05-21T10:36:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T18:03:38.133+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Преди няколко месеца за пръв път имах възможността да гледам една от &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=6151699791256390335&amp;amp;ei=sQUVSt6mAaX22gK__oSJDg&amp;amp;q=nassim+haramein+part+1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;презентациите&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:medium;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt; на &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://theresonanceproject.org/blog/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Nassim Haramein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:medium;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;, относно неговата &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://theresonanceproject.org/index.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Unified Field Theory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. Определено информацията, която предлага в тази своя презентация, базирана на изследванията му, е невероятна, даваща доста интересна гледна точка за стуктурата на  space-time континуум-а. През 2005 заедно с една от най-известните американски физици &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://theresonanceproject.org/personnel.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Elizabeth Rauscher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:medium;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;, той публикува &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://theresonanceproject.org/pdf/torque_paper.pdf"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;решение&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; на полевите уравнения на Айнщайн, вземайки предвид огромната роля на въртенето и ъгловия момент.  По-късно в презентацията си той дискутира теми като знанията на древните цивилизации на Египет, маите, шумерите и др., както и своите изследвания върху значението, от технологична гледна точка на т.н. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tree_of_Life_%28Kabbalah%29"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Дърво на живота&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;", един от основите свещени символи в древния еврейски мистицисъм Кабала.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Доста от нещата, които той казва, ми дадоха малко по-научна гледна точка на информацията от &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://issuu.com/ericm814/docs/the_flower_of_life?mode=embed&amp;amp;documentId=080531094828-c0602518aaa249.."&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;книгите&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:medium;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt; и &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vrqVMSJxCLo"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;презентациите&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; на Drunvalo Melchizedek, които, вероятно на пръв поглед изглеждат малко езотерични.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: inline; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" id="long-desc"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;If you are not yet familiar with Nassim Haramein's exciting work, prepare yourself for an exhilarating odyssey into hyperspace and beyond. Haramein, who has spent his lifetime researching fields of physics from quantum theory to relativistic equations and cosmology, will lead you along a fascinating discussion geared to a layman's understanding of the fundamental nature of the universe and creation that includes black holes, gravitational forces, dimensions, and the very structure of space itself - all of which are integral parts of his now-complete Unified Field Theory. Haramein's theory is currently in peer review process for publication in physics journals; however, the presentation does not end with the introduction of his theory alone, but includes the discussion of the path that he took to arrive at his views, which weaves between the texts and monuments of ancient civilizations, biology, chemistry and the primordial role of consciousness - all of which lend further credence to the science behind the theory"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: inline; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" id="long-desc"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Малко информация за &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=7310660742580339958"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;активността на НЛО във Мексико Сити&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. Интересна презентация, доста красиви кадри. Ако не си чувал за подобна активност или си естествено скептично настроен по темата, това е едно доста добро парче информация, което не се базира на страхови тактики, не прави никакви спекулации, а просто представя множество кадри на различни обекти, наблюдавани по различно време, които в някои случаи доста добре говорят за себе си :). Приятно гледане.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-4275657237669971940?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/4275657237669971940/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=4275657237669971940' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/4275657237669971940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/4275657237669971940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/05/red.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-6214846816830275590</id><published>2009-03-25T13:15:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T23:32:59.231+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Its a fact that many Egyptologists, mainstream historians and other scholars, who know a little about mysticism, will not accept that the ancient Egyptians had knowledge of the chakra system or the awakening of the internal Kundalini energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;and will insist that there was no cultural relationship between the Egyptians and the Hindus. However, enlightenment (Kundalini) is a universal experience. Just because this experience is popularly known by the Sanskrit name of Kundalini, it is not exclusive to Hindus or Yogis. It would appear that our scholars would need to be educated where this phenomenon and experience is concerned, as the religious and mystical beliefs of the ancient Egyptians were really based on the Kundalini experience, also known as the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"serpent fire" - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;as well as the shamanic techniques that could lead to it. With this in mind, its therefore possible that those few scholars who are indeed aware that these connections exist, would also feel that they would have to suppress or ignore any reference to these connections, because of the embarrasment it would cause to their professions - i.e., that they had been wrong - their interpretations based on limited information, knowledge and experience."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Gary Osborn - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/garyosborn/sunya.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sunya: The Inner Sun. (Zero Point Energy and the Bindu Center)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Part 2  : Mandala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-6214846816830275590?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/6214846816830275590/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=6214846816830275590' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/6214846816830275590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/6214846816830275590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/03/green_25.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-6009292198942862801</id><published>2009-03-24T12:42:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T18:04:38.565+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"If i define myself as the whole field of events, we'll say “the organism enviroment field”, which is the real me, then all the things, that happen to me, may be called my doing. And that is the real sense of karma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But when we speak about freedom from karma, freedom from being the puppet of the past, that simply involves a change in your thinking. It involves, in other words, your getting rid of the habit of thought, where by you define yourself, as the result of what has gone before. And instead get into the more plausible and more reasonable habit of thought, in terms of which, you don't define yourself in terms of what you've done before, but in terms of what you're doing now. And that is liberation from the redicilous cituation of being a dog wagged by its tale.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Alan Watts from video “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JtE3cj8AeQ8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Determinism and Karma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JtE3cj8AeQ8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-6009292198942862801?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/6009292198942862801/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=6009292198942862801' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/6009292198942862801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/6009292198942862801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/03/green_216.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-7142250787045275673</id><published>2009-03-11T13:20:00.016+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T23:34:31.524+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"The functions of the body to survive, can be broken down to two basic functions for any organism to survive. You have to be able to grow, maintain yourself, take care of your biology, but you also must be able to protect yourself, so that, if you're just growing and you can't protect yourself you will become food for something else. So, the survival involves a balance between growth and protection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Through the history of the human civilization, and through our human evolution, we recognized, that our nature is to be in a state of growth, and that our protection is only supposed to be used to, you know, help us out of that, that threatening moment.You can't be in growth and in protection at the same time. So the significance is, when we see a need of protection, the stress hormones in the body, shut off the blood vessels in our viscera ot gut, which is the part of the body for growth. Well the issue is, if you took the blood from the viscera, and moved it out to the arms, you left no blood in the viscera. That means, no growth. But you're ready to fight and when your fighting is finished, than the blood returns back to the viscera and you grow again. But in the world we live in today, it's 24/7 fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So we have a continuous dripping of that stress hormone into the body, it's just dripping, all the time, getting us ready to run, or fight, or flight at any moment, we're ready to go, because we're on guard. Well the problem is, what does that mean about you allocation of energy? And it says, we're spending most of our energy in protection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;You cannot survive if you're in protection all the time.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Bruce Lipton, Ph.D. , from movie “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-6736722752013377089&amp;amp;ei=SgMVSoy8MqS62wKgmrjLDQ&amp;amp;q=kymatica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Kymatica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;” by Ben Steward &amp;amp; Dan Steward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And of these 64 possibilities, it appears, that only 20 of these codes are turned on right now for us – the 20 amino acids..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;There is a switch, that turns off and turn on, where those coding sites lie, and the switch for that turning off and turning on, is what we call emotion. And this is the first time, that we've ever seen the patterns of emotion directl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;physically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; linked to human genetic material..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well, fear is a long slow wave of emotion, so this wave touches relatively few sites on this DNA. So an individual living in fear is limited to the number of antena, that they have avaliable to them, where as an individual, living in the pattern of love. This is love in DNA, you can see it's a higher frequency, shorter wavelength, we have many more potential sites for coding, along that genetic pattern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This information, this is amazing, this is the first time we've ever had a hard digital link, between emotion and genetics..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Gregg Braden, from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3246068643261697998&amp;amp;ei=IgMVSoCBK6X22gK__oSJDg&amp;amp;q=awakening+to+zero+point"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;“Awakening to Zero Point”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; by Gregg Braden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;“That's what you need to do,” she said to me. “You need to stop being so afraid and open up. Then more light can come into you. Then you will look so much more beautiful”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James F. Twyman - “Emissary of Love”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;“Love, love, love.&lt;br /&gt;love, love, love.&lt;br /&gt;love, love, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you can do that can't be done.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can sing that can't be sung.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game&lt;br /&gt;It's easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can make that can't be made.&lt;br /&gt;No one you can save that can't be saved.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time&lt;br /&gt;It's easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you need is love, all you need is love,&lt;br /&gt;All you need is love, love, love is all you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you need is love, all you need is love,&lt;br /&gt;All you need is love, love, love is all you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can know that isn't known.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can see that isn't shown.&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;It's easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you need is love, all you need is love,&lt;br /&gt;All you need is love, love, love is all you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you need is love (all together now)&lt;br /&gt;All you need is love (everybody)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you need is love, love, love is all you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is all you need”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Beatles – All you need is love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-7142250787045275673?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/7142250787045275673/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=7142250787045275673' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/7142250787045275673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/7142250787045275673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/03/red.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-8244050824405951308</id><published>2009-03-04T01:12:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T18:04:18.488+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"See my shadow changing, stretching up and over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;soften this old  armor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hoping I can clear the way by stepping through my shadow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;coming  out the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Step into the shadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Forty six and two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; are just ahead  of me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Tool - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tja6_h4lT6A"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Forty Six &amp;amp; 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;46+2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"The father resigned the throne while he was still alive—which again breaks the rules—and gave the country to Akhenaten, who then became the first pharaoh of Egypt. There were no pharaohs before Akhenaten, only kings. Pharaoh means &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;that which you will become&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. In other words, they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;were showing the people what they would literally become in the future."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Drunvalo Melchizedek - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://issuu.com/ericm814/docs/the_flower_of_life?mode=embed&amp;amp;documentId=080531094828-c0602518aaa249.."&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The Ancient Secret of The Flower of Life Vol. 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-8244050824405951308?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/8244050824405951308/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=8244050824405951308' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/8244050824405951308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/8244050824405951308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/03/green_04.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-7527722484008680221</id><published>2009-03-03T10:18:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:42:49.562+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Black &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;white are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;all I see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;in my infancy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;red and yellow  then came to be, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;reaching out to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;lets me see. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Tool - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wS7CZIJVxFY"&gt;Lateralus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"00403 Religious ideas in alchemy: an historical survey of alchemical ideas. 1. Basic concepts of alchemy. I. Introduction. II. The alchemical process and its stages. III. Conceptions and symbols of the goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A brief review of the causes for the demise of alchemy is presented, followed by a description of the alchemical process and goal. Although the 18th century spirit of enlightenment and the scientific discovery of chemistry could be applied to explain the death of alchemy, the real cause resided in its own obscurity, resulting from devotion to the allegories and speculations of Hermetic philosophy. Despite its inability to survive into the scientific ages, alchemy is seen to merit attention because of the psychic projections contained in the writings of the practitioners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;That the art was filled with psychic projections is evidenced by the fact that, although alchemy was a chemical process, the description and ingredients of this process varied from author to author. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;There were, however, four stages posited by all the alchemists in the beginning, and these were characterized by the four colors: black, white, yellow, red. In the 15th century yellow was eliminated. The initial state, nigredo may be produced by the separation of ellements, then the union of opposites (comunctio) is performed, followed by the death of the product of this union (mortificato). From this the washing (baptisma) leads to the albedo or whiteness and the release of the soul at the death of the last stage and its reunion with the body. This was considered to be the first goal of the process: the silver or moon condition. Red was produced by intensyfying the fire, and the gold or sun was the result of the 11 chymical "wedding" of red and white, symbolic of the King and Queen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Just as the processes varied, so did the conceptions and symbols of the goal. Certain characteristics were held by all, however: fire and water and the Hermetic vessel, for instance, were commonly associated with the prima materia and the storie. The characteristics of each of these symbols were often paradoxial and even antithetical to one another, yet all had a symbolic  significance. In 1576, Joseph Quercetanus established a sequence of twelve operations. but since each of the twelve was open to multiple definition, the variations remained almost infinite. It is concluded that, although alchemy produced very little in terms of the knowledge of modern chemistry, it was a process filled with a sense of adventure due to the constant excitement of the quest and the hope of discovering the precious gold. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;In : &lt;a href="http://www.demonoid.com/files/details/1335283/9450942/"&gt;Jung, C., Collected Works of C. G. Jung, Vol 12, 2nd ed., Princeton University Press, 1968 (p. 215-223)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-7527722484008680221?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/7527722484008680221/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=7527722484008680221' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/7527722484008680221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/7527722484008680221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/03/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-1812343782797213103</id><published>2009-02-21T14:35:00.015+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:41:52.237+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Unknowing, modern man is walking around "inside" of his mind, thinking that the stars and planets are "outside" of himself. But this is all an illusion. In truth, according to the Waitaha and the Kogi, there is nothing in the external world whatsoever. It is all simply a hollogram that our mind is creating. After all, any scientist knows that our only proof that the stars and the planets actually exist is based upon the electrical impulses within our brain and body, our five senses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;But sensing does not prove that anything exists; it actually proves nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The Waitaha believe - and so do many other indigenous races, including the ancient Hindus, who call the reality "Maya", meaning illusion or "not true - that the outer reality is not real. Reality to them exists only within the heart and specifically within the sacred space within the heart, not the mind. I realize this is very hard to believe, let alone understand, but if the Waitaha are right, soon we will know the truth"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Drunvalo Melchizedek - "Serpent of Light - Beyond 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To the sage astronomer: as long as you still experience the stars as something "above you", you lack the eye of knowledge." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="quoteText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;“Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Here’s Tom with the weather.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dNR2DfoNfRM&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=AADCD7C76B4253F2&amp;amp;index=7"&gt;Bill Hicks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="quoteText"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Sorcerers say that we are inside a bubble. It is a bubble into which we are placed at the moment of our birth. At first the bubble is open, but then it begins to close until it has sealed us in. That bubble is our perception. We live inside that bubble all of our lives. And what we witness on its round walls is our own reflection... The thing reflected is our own view of the world. That view is first a description, which is given to us at the moment of our birth, until all our attention is caught by it and the description becomes a view"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Castaneda - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dNR2DfoNfRM&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=AADCD7C76B4253F2&amp;amp;index=7"&gt;Tales of Power&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"As above, so below; as below, so above"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hermes/Thoth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; - The &lt;a href="http://www.crystalinks.com/emerald.html"&gt;Emerald&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emerald_Tablet"&gt;Tablet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emerald_Tablet"&gt;s&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"As below, so above and beyond, I imagine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;drawn beyond the lines of  reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Push the envelope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Watch it bend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Over thinking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;over analyzing&lt;br /&gt;separates the body from the mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Withering  my intuition, missing opportunities and I must&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Feed my will to feel my moment  drawing way outside the lines. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Tool - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wS7CZIJVxFY"&gt;Lateralus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-1812343782797213103?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/1812343782797213103/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=1812343782797213103' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/1812343782797213103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/1812343782797213103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/02/green_21.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-7871209816931583948</id><published>2009-02-14T19:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T14:51:52.788+02:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"People will do anything, no matter how absurd, in order to avoid facing their own soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl G. Jung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-7871209816931583948?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/7871209816931583948/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=7871209816931583948' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/7871209816931583948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/7871209816931583948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2009/02/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-7981481272749477611</id><published>2008-12-12T19:48:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T14:00:15.033+02:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;пролог&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;музика:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;инструмент - предразполагане&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;инструмент - рефлектиране&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;действие&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;текст: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;мисля че е време да споделя малко усещане за красота. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;слушайки искрена музика, музика, която предразполага към излизане от обичайното зомбирано състояние, и навлизане ( или по-скоро бъдене ) в едно по-приятно, леко и отворено към ставащото ( или липсата му, няма значение, така или иначе въпрос на дефиниция ), аз решавам да удължа обичайното си предразполагащо бягане със една необичайна рефлективна разходка в малко по-странни и по-непопулярни части на града, в който се намирам. часът е малко след 7 вечерта. времето е хладно, но не студено, слънцето току-що започва своя цветен спектакъл. аз се разхождам из индустриалната част на града и се наслаждавам на феерията от цветове, преливащи един във друг: кърваво червеното обвиващо изморените, но все още заслепяващи десет хиляди нюанса на жълтото.. винаги когато гледам прекрасен залез пред очите ми се прожектира пътуване с кола, аз стоя на задната седалка, до мен е сестра ми, мама стои отпред, а татко кара бялата шкодичка, която имахме преди време. Пътуваме към Елхово, където ще се видим с баба и дядо и аз лично ще се насладя на още горещите нервозни ( лютиви ) кюфтета, които ни чакат на масата там.. минаваме по безлюден път, от лявата ми страна са Манастирските възвишения, няколко достатъчно високи за разходка, но недостатъчно, за да бъдат наречени планина, хълма. От дясната страна се открива прекрасна панорамна гледка на полетата в долината, един малък язовир за развъждане на риба, и лозовите масиви наоколо. часът е малко след 8,  а навън е меко, топло и приятно време. от тази перспектива, в която си, гледката те остава без дъх, мислите ти се изпразват, оставаш хипнотизиран и благодарен, че имаш възможността да се насладиш на тази красота, на която ставаш свидетел. червено и жълто, синъо и лилаво, светло и тъмно, всичко се преплита в едно, хармонията е прекрасна, чувство за съвършеноство, непоклатимо спокойствие и една вътрешна усмивка, която леко гъделичка гърдите ти.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;епилог&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;музика:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;инструмент - триада&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-7981481272749477611?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/7981481272749477611/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=7981481272749477611' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/7981481272749477611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/7981481272749477611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/12/red.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-4973761509952723478</id><published>2008-11-17T21:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:01:05.372+02:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.. You have begun to find your answers. Although it will seem difficult, the rewards will be great. Exercise your human mind as fully as possible, knowing it is only an exercise. Build beautiful artifacts, solve problems, explore the secrets of the physical universe, savor the input from all the senses, feel the joy and sorrow, the laughter, the empathy, compassion and tote the emotional memory in your travel bag. I remember where I came from and how I became a human, why I hung around, and now my final departure is scheduled. This way out. Escaping velocity. Not just eternity, but infinity. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard Linklater "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Waking Life" ( Chapter 13: Dreamers )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-4973761509952723478?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/4973761509952723478/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=4973761509952723478' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/4973761509952723478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/4973761509952723478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/11/green_17.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-2838338543979227246</id><published>2008-11-16T12:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T12:48:36.455+02:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ето го моето 5то изречение от страница 56:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Колко интересно!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Съпрааааааааайз ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-2838338543979227246?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/2838338543979227246/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=2838338543979227246' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/2838338543979227246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/2838338543979227246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/11/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-5933366190818868240</id><published>2008-11-10T12:24:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T12:31:24.754+02:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;една дефиниция за човека, която ми се стори интересна:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.. Истина, хората сами си дадоха всяко добро и зло. Истина, не го отнеха те от никого, не го намериха те нийде, то не им падна като глас от небото.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ценности вложи изпърво човек в нещата, за да уварди себе си - той създаде най-изпърво смисъл на нещата, човешки смисъл! За това се нарича той "човек", тоест: ценител. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Фридрих Ницше "Тъй рече Заратустра"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-5933366190818868240?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/5933366190818868240/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=5933366190818868240' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/5933366190818868240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/5933366190818868240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/11/red.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-914599831919812581</id><published>2008-10-17T12:57:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T13:04:55.888+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;лешник за деня:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;какво, което вече знам, ще открия днес?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-914599831919812581?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/914599831919812581/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=914599831919812581' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/914599831919812581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/914599831919812581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/10/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-1831577253090192810</id><published>2008-08-03T13:22:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T14:29:48.107+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;поради твърдата липса на смислени неща които да правя :) , и вдъхновен от някой мои освежаващо луди приятели на немска почва, си спретнахме снощи една малка разходка из голф-игрището на унито. резултата са около 200 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;жълти&lt;/span&gt; топчици и една &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;розова&lt;/span&gt; във ваната ми.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SJWHeUDgOaI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V3_hywbPZtc/s1600-h/CIMG2836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SJWHeUDgOaI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V3_hywbPZtc/s320/CIMG2836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230235497109928354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SJWRvqU89jI/AAAAAAAAAAw/vfmGEwMzJtw/s1600-h/CIMG2839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SJWRvqU89jI/AAAAAAAAAAw/vfmGEwMzJtw/s320/CIMG2839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230246790262748722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;държа да отбележа, че на количеството алкохол на което бяхме, това хич не е лош резултат. а топките които бяха еърборн и няколко секунди след това уотърборн хич не ги броя. искам само да спомена, че найт голфинг на тревата пред едно прекрасно езеро е доста екстремен спорт, главно, но не само защото се оказва че пазачите наоколо хич не им е кеф да чуват &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;плъок&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;плъок&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;плъок&lt;/span&gt; към 2 сутринта, и в такива случаи предпочитат да вземат един фенер и да тръгнат да търсят невидимите типове, които предвидливо са успели да си съберат топките и да изчезнат зад близките храсти. а да, и това е един от по-добрите моменти да ти звънне телефона, и да пообсъдиш глупостите, които правиш в момента, докато все още ги правиш и те търсят в храстите наляво-надясно. виновен :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SJWSl0c9OLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/4_g1ZIg9Kl8/s1600-h/CIMG2844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SJWSl0c9OLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/4_g1ZIg9Kl8/s320/CIMG2844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230247720693610674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;:) .. And I listen for the whisper of your sweet insanity ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;песен на деня е кавъра на мейнард и компания на imagine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.. Nothing to kill or die for,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;No religion too ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You may say I'm a dreamer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;but I'm not the only one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I hope some day you  will join us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And the world will live as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-1831577253090192810?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/1831577253090192810/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=1831577253090192810' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/1831577253090192810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/1831577253090192810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/08/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SJWHeUDgOaI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V3_hywbPZtc/s72-c/CIMG2836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-1082880104233312955</id><published>2008-07-20T20:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T20:28:53.614+03:00</updated><title type='text'>deep blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I am just a worthless liar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I am just an imbecile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I will only complicate  you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Trust in me and fall as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I will find a center in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I will  chew it up and leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Trust  me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-1082880104233312955?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/1082880104233312955/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=1082880104233312955' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/1082880104233312955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/1082880104233312955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/07/deep-blue.html' title='deep blue'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-6041772757865689831</id><published>2008-07-18T14:18:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:08:50.247+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SIB8B0djMAI/AAAAAAAAAAg/j-KE6osklh8/s1600-h/personality.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SIB8B0djMAI/AAAAAAAAAAg/j-KE6osklh8/s320/personality.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224311938454073346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stability&lt;/b&gt; results were moderately high which suggests you are relaxed, calm, secure, and optimistic. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Orderliness&lt;/b&gt; results were moderately high which suggests you are, at times, overly organized, reliable, neat, and hard working at the expense of flexibility, efficiency, spontaneity, and fun. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extraversion&lt;/b&gt; results were moderately low which suggests you are reclusive, quiet, unassertive, and secretive. &lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;  trait snapshot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;rarely irritated, positive, tough, non phobic, fearless, likes the unknown, self reliant, high self control, confident, trusting, strong instincts, prudent, optimistic, willful, likes parties, prefers a specialized career, takes charge, altruistic, strong, high self concept, adventurous, practical, thoughtful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;апропо, кому е нужен тест, за да разбере кой всъщност е. в край на сметка след като го направиш и прочетеш своя психопрофил откриваш неща, които така или иначе вътрешно знаеш за себе си, т.е. не откриваш просто ей така изведнъж, че си позитивен, обичаш партита и имаш силни инстинкти.. само се съгласяваш. защо имаш нуждата някой друг да ти го каже, някой друг, който просто машинално е пресметнал всичко, не се е конфронтирал с твоите емоции и лични ценности.. пет квадратчета и вече си няколко процента в таблица. трябва ли ти наистина това потвърждение на нещата за теб, които винаги си знаел? не мисля.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;но и не смятам, че е и добре да говориш за лични катарзиси, емоционални постижения. жалко е, далечно е, нелепо е. казвам това, след като съм писал тук само за това вече няколко години. не е добре, но все пак имаш нужда да ги изразиш по някакъв начин. опитвам се до го открия, предполагам, че все някога ще успея..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-6041772757865689831?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/6041772757865689831/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=6041772757865689831' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/6041772757865689831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/6041772757865689831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/07/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SIB8B0djMAI/AAAAAAAAAAg/j-KE6osklh8/s72-c/personality.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-5752916943082006556</id><published>2008-06-24T14:14:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T14:24:38.087+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.. Mein Vater prägt sich diese Straßen auf seinem Spaziergang besonders ein, weil es dies ist, was mein Vater über alles liebt: Auto fahren. An Dingen vorbei. In Autos steigen und auf den Straßen durchs ganze Land fahren, durch die ganze Welt, so langsam fahren, wie das Gesetz es erlaubt, wenngleich das Gesetz, insbesondere, was Geschwindigkeitsbeschränkungen betrifft, von Edward Bloom nicht eben respektiert wird: Zwanzig in der Stadt ist zu schnell für ihn; Highways sind Wahnsinn. Wie kann man die Welt bei solchen Geschwindigkeiten sehen? Wo müssen die Menschen so dringend hin, daß sie nicht wahrnehmen können, was schon da ist, außerhalb des Autofensters? Mein Vater erinnert sich an die Zeit, als es keine Autos gab. Er erinnerte sich, wie die Menschen zu Fuß gegangen sind. Und er tut es auch - zu Fuß gehen -, trotzdem liebt er das Gefühl, wenn ein Motor knattert, Räder rollen, das Leben in den Fenstern vorne und hinten und auf allen Seiten eingerahmt zu sehen ist. Das Auto ist meines Vaters fliegender Teppich. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Daniel Wallace "Big Fish"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-5752916943082006556?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/5752916943082006556/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=5752916943082006556' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/5752916943082006556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/5752916943082006556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/06/red_24.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-6764274591925567710</id><published>2008-06-24T14:07:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T14:13:51.520+03:00</updated><title type='text'>yellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;неска намерих един самотен бял косъм в моите буйни кестеняви коси. какво ли иска да ми каже? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-6764274591925567710?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/6764274591925567710/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=6764274591925567710' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/6764274591925567710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/6764274591925567710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/06/yellow.html' title='yellow'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-6559395378985194644</id><published>2008-06-06T13:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:58:09.710+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.. Dan: Tell me the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Pause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Anna: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Occasionally ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;. I have faked it. It's not important, you don't make me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; ... you're ... "in the area" ... providing valiant assistance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Dan: You make me come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Anna: You're a man, you'd come if the tooth fairy winked at you ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.. Anna: Dan, please be bigger than that ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;jealous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Please be bigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Dan: What's bigger than jealousy? ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Patrick Marber "Closer"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-6559395378985194644?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/6559395378985194644/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=6559395378985194644' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/6559395378985194644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/6559395378985194644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/06/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-5891975812398570460</id><published>2008-06-02T14:21:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T15:21:08.345+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.. Es war einmal ein Vogel. Er besaß ein Paar vollkommener Flügel und glänzende, bunte, wunderbare Federn und war dazu geschaffen, frei am Himmel zu fliegen, denen zur Freude, die ihn sahen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eines Tages sah eine Frau diesen Vogel und verliebte sich in ihn. Sie schaute mit vor Staunen offenem Mund seinem Flug zu, ihr Herz schlug schneller, ihre Augen leuchteten, und beide schwebten in vollkommener Harmonie am Himmel. Und sie bewunderte, verehrte, feierte den Vogel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aber dann dachte sie: Vielleicht möchte er ferne Gebirge kennenlernen! Und die Frau bekam Angst. Fürchtete, daß sie so etwas mit einem anderen Vogel nie wieder erleben könnte. Und sie wurde neidisch auf den Vogel, der aus eigener Kraft fliegen konnte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Und sie fühlte sich allein. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Und dachte: "Ich werde dem Vogel eine Falle stellen. Wenn er zurückkommt, wird er nie wieder wegfligen können."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Der Vogel, der auch verliebt war, kam am nächsten Tag zurück, ging in die Falle und wurde in einen Käfig gesteckt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Die Frau schaute täglich nach dem Vogel. Er war ihre ganze Leidenschaft, und sie zeigte ihn ihren Freundinen, die meinten: "Du hast vielleicht ein Glück." Dennoch vollzog sich eine merkwürdige Veränderung: Seit sie den Vogel besaß und ihn nicht mehr zu erobern brauchte, begann sie das Interesse an ihm zu verlieren. Der Vogel, der nicht mehr fliegen konnte, was den Sinn seines Lebens ausmachte, wurde schwach, glanzlos, häßlich. Die Frau beachtete ihn nicht mehr, fütterte ihn nur noch und reinigte seinen Käfig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eines Tages starb der Vogel. Die Frau war tieftraurig und konnte ihn nicht vergessen. Aber sie erinnerte sich dabei nicht an den Käfig, nur an den Tagm an dem sie den Vogel zum ersten Mal gesehen hatte, wie er fröhlich zwischen den Wolken dahinflog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hätte sie genauer in sich hineingeschaut, so hätte sie bemerkt, daß das, was sie am Vogel so sehr begeisterte, seine Freiheit war, sein kräftiger Frügelschlag, nicht sein Körper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ohne den Vogel verlor auch für die Frau das Leben seinen Sinn, und der Tod klopfte an ihre Tür. -"Wozu bist du gekommen?" fragte sie den Tod. - "Damit du wieder mit dem Vogel zusammen am Himmel fliegen kannst", gab der Tod zur Antwort. "Wenn du ihn hättest fliegen und immer wiederkommen lassen, hättest du ihn geliebt und mehr beweundert; aber nun brauchst du mich, um ihn wiederzusehen." ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.. Diese Frau hatte keine Freundin? Ausgerechnet sie, die so lange schon in Genf lebte, tagsüber so unterschiedliche Menschen traf, sollte niemanden haben, mit dem sie reden konnte? Da hatte sie ja endlich jemanden getroffen, dem es ging wie ihr - oder, besser gesagt, jemanden, dem es ging wie allen Menschen. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.. Aber soll ich dir mal was sagen? Wie verstehen überhaupt nichts. Wir glauben, daß Sex und Ejakulation ein und dasselbe sind, was sie eben gerade nihct sind. Wir lernen nichts dazu, weil wir nicht den Mut haben, der Frau zu sagen: "Lehr mich, deinen Körper zu verstehen. " Wir lernen nichts datu, weil die Frau auch nicht den Mut hat, zu sagen: " Lerne zu verstehen, wie ich bin. " Wir bleiben beim ursprünglichen Fortpflanzungstrieb stehen, und das war's dann. Weißt du, was wichtiger für einen Mann ist als Sex?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ich dachte, es sei vielleicht Geld oder Macht, sagte aber nichts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" Sport. Und weißt du warum? Weil ein Mann den Körper eines anderen Mannes versteht. Dort beim Sport, sieht man den Dialog zwischen Körpern, die sich verstehen. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" Du bist verrückt. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" Mag sein. Aber hast du schon einmal überlegt, was die Männer, mit denen du im Bett warst, fühlen? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" Ja, das habe ich; sie waren alle unsicher. Sie hatten Angst. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" Schlimmer noch als Angst. Sie waren verletzlich. Sie begriffen nicht recht, was sie taten. Sie wußten nur, daß die Gesellschaft, die Freunde, ihre Frauen es für wichtig hielten. "Sex, Sex, Sex, das ist das Salz des Lebens ", so heißt es überall, in der Werbung, in den Filmen, in den Büchern. Keiner weiß, wovon er redet. Nur daß der Trieb stärker ist als wir alle. " ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.. " Wie konntest du dich in einer Prostituirte verlieben? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" Anfangs verstand ich es nicht. Doch jetzt, nachdem ich darüber nachdedacht habe, glaube ich, daß ich mich, da ich wußte, daß dein Körper mir nie allein gehören würde, ganz darauf konzentrieren konnte, deine Seele zu erobern. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" Und die Eifersucht? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" Man kann zum Frühling nicht sagen, " hoffentlich kommst du bald und dauerst lange". Man kann nur sagen: "Komm und segne mich mit deiner Hoffnung, und bleib so lange, wie du kannst. " ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Paulo Coehlo "Elf Minuten"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;само няколко от моментите в книгата, които ми се сториха важни, интересни, кореспондиращи с това което чувствам, мисля и считам за ценно. Надявам се да достигнат и до теб. Но книгата си заслужава, дава стахотна и нетипична гледна точка за секса, любовта, приключението и отношенията на хората към тях. такива каквито са и такива каквито трябва да бъдат.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;некст стоп: closer на Patrick Marber. пиесата, по която е направен филма.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-5891975812398570460?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/5891975812398570460/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=5891975812398570460' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/5891975812398570460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/5891975812398570460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/06/red.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-3282121003063189038</id><published>2008-05-30T12:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T12:51:09.621+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.. Und alles verlief genau so, wie sie erwartet hatte: Sie ging mit dem Araber ins Hotel, schlürfte Champagner, bis sie völlig betrunken war, machte die Beine breit, wartete, bis er einen Orgasmus hatte ( sie kam nicht darauf, einen eigenen vorzutäuschen ), wusch sich in der Marmorbadewanne, nahm das Geld und genehmigte sich den Luxus eines Taxis bis zu ihrer Wohnung. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Dort warf sie sich aufs Bett und schlief das ganze Nacht traumlos. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Paulo Coelho "Elf Minuten"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;анатомия на първата платена вечер. кулминацията на толкова емоции събрана в две изречения. повратната точка. дългия път към нея и дългия след нея, но тя самата траеща само няколко мига..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-3282121003063189038?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/3282121003063189038/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=3282121003063189038' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/3282121003063189038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/3282121003063189038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/05/green_7757.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-1160370312667291166</id><published>2008-05-30T11:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T12:01:34.270+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.. Obwohl sie Gedanken aufschreiben konnte, die sie für sehr weise hielt, gelang es ihr nicht, ihren eigenen Rat zu beherzigen ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Paulo Coelho "Elf Minuten"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;хмм klingt bekannt, ne? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-1160370312667291166?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/1160370312667291166/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=1160370312667291166' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/1160370312667291166'/><link 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the other day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It was so hot outside you could fry an  egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Remember you were talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I watched as sweat ran down your  face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Reached up and I caught it at your chin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Licked my  fingertips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We were, we were just wasting time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let the hours roll  by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Doing nothing for the fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A little taste of the good life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Whether  right or wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Makes us want to stay, stay, stay, stay, stay here for  awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Then later on the sun began to fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Then the clouds rolled over  our heads and it began to rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, we were dancing mouths open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We were  splashing in the tongue taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For a moment this good time would never  end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You and me, you and me just wasting time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I was kissing you, you  were kissing me love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;From good day into the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Now a night so  fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Makes us wanna stay, stay, stay, stay, stay for awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Makes you  wanna, makes you wanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Makes me wanna, makes me wanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't it make you  wanna?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wasting time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I shall miss this thing when it all rolls  by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What a day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wanna stay, stay, stay, stay, stay here for  awhile            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hey love, oh just groping you, rolling  in the mud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stay a while, come on love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wanna stay, stay, stay, stay, stay  for awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-1467590149443712113?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/1467590149443712113/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=1467590149443712113' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/1467590149443712113'/><link 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мечтите ми. трябваше да го направя преди много време, но не съжелявам за това, имаше хубави и лоши моменти, но е време да продължа напред. баста&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-9135833657944310346?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/9135833657944310346/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=9135833657944310346' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/9135833657944310346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/9135833657944310346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/05/green_25.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-6652139710669409518</id><published>2008-05-18T14:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T14:36:25.971+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hooverphonic - Sarangi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;първата минута от песента е гениална :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;странни далечни вокали, звучащи като някаква тайнствена мантра : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ухкаха (пам) - укхааа - кха&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;леки барабани вкарващи ритъма, след това постепенно влизане с касата и откъслечната бас-партия.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;всичко е чудесно, до момента, в който Liesje Sadonius влиза в песента, тогава всичко се обърква, губи се настроението за около минута и половина до паузата между куплетите, но тогава баса се ускорява и връща емоцията обратно. следва нов куплет и подобен на началото финал, но най-доброто си остават бек-вокалите на фона на леките но ритмични барабани.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;текста е :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Suffocate your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;In a barrel full of doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Suffocate your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;North  east and south ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;удоши любовта си&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;в бъчва пълна със съмнение ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;хм :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-6652139710669409518?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/6652139710669409518/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=6652139710669409518' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/6652139710669409518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/6652139710669409518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/05/green_18.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-7687795999906517743</id><published>2008-05-17T13:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T13:40:09.078+03:00</updated><title type='text'>extreem rood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;колела и кексчета. и много много много хубави девойки и то не само покрай червените фенери. и истинско чувство на свобода. и страхотни паркове. и невероятни сгради. и много по -готини канали и мостове отколкото във венеция. определено като турист има какво да видиш в амстердам, не знам какво ще кажат местните, но на мен определено ми допадна много града. некст стоп лондон. да видим кога ще е обаче :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-7687795999906517743?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/7687795999906517743/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=7687795999906517743' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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отпреди няколко години и май взима да ми става навик.. май е заради май и буйстващите покрай него хормони.. но крайния резултат не ми харесва, определено трябва да променя нещо и май не знам какво. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-5513220706072583038?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/5513220706072583038/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=5513220706072583038' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/5513220706072583038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/5513220706072583038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/05/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-4916738696735934831</id><published>2008-05-07T23:36:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T00:21:48.352+03:00</updated><title type='text'>blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;хм май се превръщам в това, което си казах, че не искам да бъда, но пък това изглежда единствения начин да си посадя самочувствие в тази пренаторена почва, в която се намирам. залъгвам се и си вярвам и го осъзнавам, което е най-лошото. външните неща ти влияят, но незадължително те променят вътрешно.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"and I also now, how important it is in life, not necessarily to be strong but to feel strong"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;да, да знам много добре какво има предвид, търсил съм и двете усещания, постигал съм ги в определени моменти, no e нужна формулата, златната пропорция.. алхимията зад радостта. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;мда. адреналин, учестено биене на сърцето, порозовяване на бузите, леко свиване в стомаха и топлина, топлина преминаваща през теб и разпръскваща се навсякъде около теб. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ммм и постепенно всичко се връща, сякаш е било само преди секунда.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;кисел лимон&lt;/span&gt;. веднага почна да слюноотделяш нали. толкова е просто да излъжеш тялото си. а май още по-просто е да самозалъжеш себе си.. но май това не те променя толкова много, колкото ти се иска, а?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-4916738696735934831?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/4916738696735934831/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=4916738696735934831' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/4916738696735934831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/4916738696735934831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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откъдето си изпълзял.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;когато си &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;никой&lt;/span&gt;, хрумна ми, можеш да правиш &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;всичко&lt;/span&gt;. ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Алек Попов, Черната Кутия.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-578146083114486483?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/578146083114486483/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=578146083114486483' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/578146083114486483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/578146083114486483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/04/yellow.html' title='yellow'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-263218450724918520</id><published>2008-04-27T17:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T19:01:51.620+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;преди доста време четох книжка с цитати по различни теми и в съзнанието ми се заби следния: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Millions long for immortality who don't know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Susan Ertz&lt;/span&gt;, Anger in the Sky&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;и въпреки, че днешният ден е доволно слънчев, а и върховната ми цел не е точно да бъда безсмъртен, то все пак не успях да се размина с философстването по въпроса със скуката, и липсата на активност, която ме е обзела в последно време. но всъщност не е като да не правя нищо. просто не правя нищо съществено. нищо което не съм правил преди. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;а дори и след като съм направил такова нещо, като да кажем разходка до някоя планина, доста бързо се връщам в това деструктивно състояние на постоянна тъпня, което ме води до друга моя любима тема - страха от новото и страха като цяло. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;че страха е твоят най-добър съюзник  и твоят личен юда едновременно, вероятно знаеш, но въпроса в случая е как да различаваш двете и как да го прочиташ добре, как да развиеш интуицията си до такава степен, че да не я игнорираш, а да я слушаш винаги. но май по-важния въпрос е как да откриеш баланса между здравия разум и умението си да погледнеш в бъдещето, защото за мен интуицията е точно това - една безпрецедентна  възможност, да надникнеш зад дългата поредица от събития, които определяш като свой живот, и да ги промениш, по начин, който съответства на собствената ти представа.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;предполагам, че решението се крие в самонаблюдението и постигането на рапорт със себе си,  с други думи, чувстване добре в собствената кожа, с още по-други, приемане на вътрешните ти желания, и подчиняването на волята ти в постигането, а не в отричането им.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;мда. поне звучи съвсем логично. теория и практика, колега, теория и практика...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;да се надяваме, че тази вечер ще бъде доста по-успешна откъм приятни емоции отколкото бе деня.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-263218450724918520?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/263218450724918520/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=263218450724918520' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/263218450724918520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/263218450724918520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/04/green_27.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-4906267975329337254</id><published>2008-04-15T12:57:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T13:52:58.174+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;все повече се убеждавам, че да имаш какво да казваш и да умееш да говориш са две съвършено различни неща, но ако успееш да постигнеш и двете се получава прекрасна симбиоза. рядка, но може би точно заради това прекрасна. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;в един период от живота си бях доста твърд по отношение на &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;това&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; което казвам и се стремях всяка дума да е изпипана и точно да кореспондира на &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;това&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;, което искам да кажа. boooring. не те води до никъде, освен до объркването, че човека от другата страна те гледа и кима, но нещо в очите му ти подсказва, че го прави само по навик и изобщо не е вникнал в гениалността на изречението, което си сътворил пред очите му. защото, ако се замислиш, всеки успешен опит да изразиш емоциите си, а под успешен разбирам, нещо в другата страна да е трепнало, да е Усетил и Споделил малка част от тоталния хаос неречен твоя емоция (страх, удивление, привличане, отвращение, радост, мъка ..), е сам по-себе си една гениална и забележителна победа над пошлостта, фалша и лицемерието в живота. защото е много по-лесно да кимаш с глава и да се усмихваш, и да не желаеш поради мързела или още по-зле, поради нежеланието си, да чуеш другия пред теб. доста по-трудно е вникнеш в личния му свят и да оставиш твоите лични проблеми настрана, за да чуеш и преживееш неговите.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;песен на деня: масив-сейф фром харм&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-4906267975329337254?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/4906267975329337254/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=4906267975329337254' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/4906267975329337254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/4906267975329337254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/04/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-6086618607067690997</id><published>2008-04-13T20:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T20:34:18.411+03:00</updated><title type='text'>blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;днес бе един твърде скучен и ужасяващо тъп ден. всичко, което старателно си планирах, не се осъществи, заради мързел, лошо време, лоша памет и други такива, малко от които се дължаха на мен. а се събудих с толкова големи надежди за един прекрасен, слънчев и усмихнат ден, но не би. понякога се дразня много сериозно на себе си, че имам толкова високи очаквания за хората, а те в доста случаи ме разочароват. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;нз вероятно цялата тая меланхолия се дължи на липсата на витамини и наличието на алкохол от предишната вечер в тялото ми. кой знае. даже не можах да се набеснея като хората с колегите от групата, защото на барабаниста нещо му имаше и не му се разкарваше до пробераума. дори не успях да ритна и една топка, защото другите българи, с които играя, са световноизвестни с мързела и мрънкането си и 10 минутния дъждец преди времето на срещата им беше напълно достатъчен да се дозакрепят пред комповете си и да умрат играейки ворлд ъф варкрафт. оф. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;а аз какво направих? киснах целия ден по диваните, гледах футбол и заспивах от тъпотия. трябва да си намеря някаква муза, нещо, което да ме амбицира да се развивам и да ми вдъхва &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ентусиазъм&lt;/span&gt; за глупости. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;а снощи беше толкова хубаво в парка, времето беше приятно и лекия ветрец и аромата на цъфналите дръвчета допълваха по един много приятен начин идилията.. хм. мда&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-6086618607067690997?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/6086618607067690997/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=6086618607067690997' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/6086618607067690997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/6086618607067690997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/04/blue.html' title='blue'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-8528619997536277812</id><published>2008-04-10T15:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T16:01:32.013+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ммм обожавам сексапила. или поне го ценя във всичките му форми. още повече обичам песни, които просто го предизвикват, или те карат да попаднеш на тази вълна. песни, които ти помагат да навлезеш в това така приятно, леко и превъзбудено настроение, в което се наслаждаваш на всичко :) portishead и lovage, mike patton и hooverphonic. особено sour times и glory box, book of the month и lifeboat, just a man и mad about you.  ммм&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Sky is clear tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Sky is clear tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;A star is out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I reach for  one to sparkle in my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;(in your hand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;A star is out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I will not touch  you, I am just a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Who oo am I, what and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;‘Cause all I have left is my memories of  yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ohh these sour times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;How can it be that we defy this tragedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;From this lifeboat in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Is  it wrong that we could come together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wind and sorrow bear a spark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;From this time, unchained,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;We’re all looking at a different  picture,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Through this new frame of mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;A thousand flowers could  bloom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Move over, and give us some room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;we'll invent new four letter words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;you are the bitter, i am the sweet  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;run through the fields, sing with the birds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;you are the griddle, i am  the meat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;    i'll turn you on like the electric company &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;    you are the  bitter, i am the sweet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;    flick on the switch and light your pilot light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;    you  are the griddle, i am the meat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Are you the fishy wine who will give me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; A headache in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Or just  a dark blue land mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; That'll explode without a decent warning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Give me all  your true hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; And I'll translate it in our bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-8528619997536277812?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/8528619997536277812/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=8528619997536277812' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/8528619997536277812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/8528619997536277812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/04/red.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-94658391908482573</id><published>2008-03-25T00:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T00:38:06.174+02:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;... Впоследствие се случват  още куп интересни събития, но не за тях ми е думата - исках само да споделя, че с моя часовник се разделих по-трудно, отколкото с моя мотопед. Не че някой го бе крил в ректума си, преди да попадне в мен. Нищо подобно. Даже и скъп спомен не ми беше. Бях го купил от супера някъде в средата на деветтдесетте и оттогава бяхме неразделни - аз и той, човек и машина - една прекрасна симбиоза, която не се нуждаеше от много думи и чувства, за да съществува. Уви, в името на човека, трябваше да жертваме симбиозата. Разделихме се ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Момчил Николов&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-94658391908482573?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/94658391908482573/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=94658391908482573' title='2 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/94658391908482573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/94658391908482573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/03/red_25.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-7012189201171686382</id><published>2008-03-07T15:33:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T15:33:59.036+02:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Passion's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;overrated&lt;/span&gt; anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;хм, дали?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-7012189201171686382?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/7012189201171686382/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=7012189201171686382' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/7012189201171686382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/7012189201171686382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/03/green_07.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-2440978033556501894</id><published>2008-03-03T22:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T00:56:31.827+02:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;защо привличането действа по толкова странен &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;небуквален&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; начин? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;но нека започна по-отдалеч...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(правилно го бе отбелязал един недостатъчно известен тип, казвайки, че &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;магията&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; се крие в &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;пътуването&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;, а &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;не&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; в самия &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;миг&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; на пристигане, на постигане на целта, на свършване, на мимолетната, но интензивна &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;радост&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;... с едно тълкуване на радостта, това към което се стремя аз, а вярвам и всеки друг:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;| с течение на времето всичко започва да загубва част от цвета си и придобива все по-сив оттенък. това ражда скуката, а тя апатията, изобщо нещата, които нямат &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;нищо&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; общо с позитивното в живота, към което искрено се надявам се стремиш. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;та с поставянето на &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;цели&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;, независимо колко &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;големи&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; (разбирай, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;от&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;: желая да имам милиорд евро след 3 години, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;до&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; : желая това, което готвя тази вечер да е мноого вкусно), човек постига усещането за &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;удовлетвореност&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;, което за съжаление, или за щастие, поради природата на характера му, не продължава дълго, а го кара да търси нови и нови трепети, които да освободят необходимото количество ендорфин в кръвта му.|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Cause it feels like I've been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I've been here before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Искаш&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; повече и повече, но това зависи и от другия. Проблем. Не е достатъчно да пребориш себе си, а трябва и да се справяш с някои друг за поредната &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;доза&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; живот. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You are not my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;savior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;But I still don't go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.. А след като вземеш под внимание факторите възпитание и опит всичко придобива съвсем непредсказуем вид. Изход?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i could fake it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;but I still want more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;. Две възможности. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;подтискане&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; или &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;освобождаване&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.. избора е доста труден, но не и невъзможен, просто обикновено е твърде разтеглен във времето..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Извод? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;в идеалния свят всички щяха да правят всичко, което искат, но докато пристигнем &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;там&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;трябва да се съобразяваме с неписаните правила и да се страхуваме от отговора на другия дотолкова, че да не можем да изразим това, което чувстваме в достатъчно прав текст.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Fade, made the fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Passion's overrated anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Twirling 'round with this familiar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;parable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Spinning, weaving 'round each new  experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Recognize this as a holy gift and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Celebrate this chance to  be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Alive and breathing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;две роли: ребъл и слейв. която и да избереш - наслаждавай й се напълно! тогава няма да сгрешиш никъде.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-2440978033556501894?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/2440978033556501894/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=2440978033556501894' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/2440978033556501894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/2440978033556501894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/03/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-8600157573653609758</id><published>2008-02-07T19:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T19:10:06.195+02:00</updated><title type='text'>deep blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;нищо не разбирам. абсолютно нищо&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-8600157573653609758?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/8600157573653609758/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=8600157573653609758' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/8600157573653609758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/8600157573653609758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/02/deep-blue.html' title='deep blue'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-6186703069550387684</id><published>2008-01-26T23:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T23:29:11.250+02:00</updated><title type='text'>blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Cutting it all right in two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Cut it all right in two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Cutting our love  right in two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Right in two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Right in two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;не съм писал от много време, защото не исках, не намирах време, или просто не ми пукаше.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;пиша това защото искам да изкарам някои неща от системата си. ужасно рядко ми се случва някой да ме разбира напълно. вероятно е нормално, но въпреки това все още ме дразни и ме кара да се чувствам зле, много зле. още по-зле ме кара да се чувствам това, че отблъсквам близки приятели заради сексуални нагони. случвало ми се е, продължава да ми се случва. ужасно тъпо е, не го разбирам напълно това същество вътре в мен, което излиза в подобни моменти. гадно, особено ако ти остават малко истински хора, с които можеш да си контактуваш. крайно тъпо ми е, че трудно намирам на кого да казвам цялата и пълна истина за себе си, да се открия напълно, да се почувствам свързан с човека срещу мен. не знам. преди доста години си говорих със силвия за нещо и изтърсих, че постоянно нося маски и никога не показвам истинското си аз. звучи плашещо нали? човека, който ти изглежда искрен, приятен и чаровен, в край на сметка да е просто маска, една илюзия на това, което той иска да бъде, а не това което е. странното е, че никога или доста рядко съм се чувствал сякаш играя, а винаги съм бил доста убедителен и пред себе си, че това съм аз. това съм аз. кое съм аз. на джем сешъна миналата седмица, бях излязъл доста извън кожата си, бях крайно искрен, неподправен, естествен, мисля си, че това се случва само когато свиря с други хора, защото тогава цялата ми емоция, целият гняв, цялата любов, всичко излиза в детайли, в страхотни детайли, в красиви детайли, в плашещи тонове, викове, импровизации. не вярвам в думата съжелявам. не смятам, че съжалението е нещо, което те води напред, нещо, което те развива. а развитието на личността и на тялото е едно от нещата, които са на върха на моята ценносттна система. истината обаче е в лъжата. не искам повече да отблъсквам хората от себе си. не желая. знам, че вероятно е неизбежно, надявам се да е предотвратимо.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Monkey killing monkey killing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;monkey over pieces of the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Silly  monkeys give them thumbs they make a club,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and beat their brother down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;искам да си купя някакъв перкусионен инструмент, имам нужда да изразявам себе си по доста повече от, начините, по които досега го правя&gt; пеене, танцуване, спорт.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;излизам навън да подишам чист въздух. помага. въздуха винаги помага&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-6186703069550387684?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/6186703069550387684/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=6186703069550387684' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/6186703069550387684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/6186703069550387684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2008/01/blue.html' title='blue'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-116625995382506549</id><published>2006-12-16T10:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T11:05:54.690+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ред</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;айде свърши се!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;неска вечер взимам самолета и ще му кажа да ме пусне над стара загора. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;абе май и това ще е вариант, като се има предвид, че може да кацна не в софия, а в пловдив, бургас или хмм солун. уатевър. важното е, че по някое време ще си бъда в сз. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;иначе вчера изпита ми мина много добре. реших каквото трябваше да се реши и доволен отидох да свиря с бандата. много добри музиканти, просто не знам аз с какво съм си губил времето досега, но басти и мартин определено са налягали баса и барабаните. китариста малко си загуби самочувствието, ама ще се оправи какъвто е харманлийски инат. иначе свирихме кат' магар'та, сиреч доста прилично. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;айде то де аирпорт! фиууууууууууу... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;бис дан, чусиии!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-116625995382506549?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/116625995382506549/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=116625995382506549' title='5 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/116625995382506549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/116625995382506549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='ред'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-116568774119039788</id><published>2006-12-09T19:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T20:09:07.013+02:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;pantera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; - cemetary gates &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;iron maiden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; - fear of the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;alice in chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; - would ?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;pearl jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; - alive                                                                                                                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;alice in chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; - man in the box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;слушам, смятам, решавам... до&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;петък.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;тогава всичко приключва за годината.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;до другата.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-116568774119039788?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/116568774119039788/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=116568774119039788' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/116568774119039788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/116568774119039788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/12/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-116458131960183749</id><published>2006-11-27T00:48:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T00:48:39.736+02:00</updated><title type='text'>reeeed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;най-якото свирене до сега. всички се отрязахме. стана страхотно.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;айййй м дъ мен ин дъ бокс....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;берийййд ин май шит...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;уаааааааааа! уеаа......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;тил некст тайм.....!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-116458131960183749?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/116458131960183749/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=116458131960183749' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/116458131960183749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/116458131960183749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/11/reeeed_27.html' title='reeeed'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-116448324726216650</id><published>2006-11-25T21:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T21:34:07.360+02:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;e тоя път я събрахме групата! утре по това време ще ходим да свирим в музикраум-а с двама колеги от специалността, брат'чеда и акрам. нямам търпение, защото предишния джам-сешън беше супер добър. не бях чувал как свири басти на баса си, но той направо ни уби. такъв басист няма :). брат'чеда седна на барабаните и като се почнаха едни импровизации, не беше истина. аз подпявах, за да не звучи съвсем сухо, и не усетихме как мина час без да спрем... сега ще видим как ще станат нещата с alive на pearl jam и would на alice in chains, но засега като цяло всичко звучи доста добре. мартин има тая вечер някакъв концерт в някакво заведение, но се надявам, че утре ще е готов да поблъска на барабаните. аууу направо нямам никакво търпение.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i.....i.....i....i'm still alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;rock'n roll baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;п.с. месец до коледа и нова година в бг...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;п.с.с. някой може ли да ми предложи половин легло в софия на 16 дек., че полета ми май ще е късен и ще трябва да оставам там. ще съм послушен обещавам :P ? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-116448324726216650?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/116448324726216650/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=116448324726216650' title='3 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/116448324726216650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/116448324726216650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/11/red_25.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-116144287468813514</id><published>2006-10-21T16:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T17:32:05.370+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;както обикновено, толкова много се случи, че не ми оставаше време да пиша. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;след като се върнах от бг и ми минаха всички изпити, бях три дни на семинар подготовка за&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; ориентировачната седмица на моята специалност, защото реших, че ще е интересно да се правя на тутор. на семинара беше ужас. не знам какво съм писал преди за немците и техните алкохолни навици, но тези три дена бяха просто уникални. още когато тръгнахме леко ме изненада броя на касите бира които носихме на път.  25 . за 10 човека. за 3 дни. У Ж А С. не ме питай как оцелях, но си беше шоу. спахме по 3-4 часа на ден, вечерта пиехме&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; като казаци бира, през деня минавахме плана за цялата седмица. играхме и футбол, докато&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; пиехме бира де. абе готино беше.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;почна ориентировачната седмица. моите ерстсеместъри се оказаха много готини. изненадата беше, че 60 % от тях бяха момичета, което не беше особено очаквано, но ние не&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; се и оплаквахме. през дните ги учехме на разни неща по щудиума,  а вечерта ходихме да пием някъде с тях. едната вечер бяхме даже и в един ирландски пъб, в който вечерта имаше караоке. няма да навлизам в детайли, но малко преди края на вечерта &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;бях обявен за поп-звезда. хахахаха. смях. ето ме с едни колежки туторки (лаура и лиза) след тежък работен ден сред малките бауинжениори и бауинжениорки. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/1194/1600/S3000025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/1194/320/S3000025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;отделно с едни приятели бяхме решили да правим едно парти, и го бяхме готвили вече няколко седмици. партито не вървеше до 12 часа, но после стана супер. имам няколко снимки от него, но после ще ги сложа, когато си вдигна малко нета. невероятно беше. музиката пускахме 3ма човека и стана много разнообразно. абе с нетърпение очаквам следващото парти, което ще направим.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/1194/1600/S3000010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/1194/320/S3000010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;вердер - ЛЕВСКИ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;там бяхме. викахме. паднахме каръшки. пътувах 8 часа на отиване и 9 на връщане от мача. и това си беше изживяване. жалко че ни биха. но поне видяхме, че можем да им играем&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; доста равностойно. мисля си, че в софия нещата ще изглеждат по друг начин, но ще видим.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/1194/1600/1023838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/1194/320/1023838.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;рожден ден на Монката и  Боян. голямо шоу. пак се правих на дж. поне им помогнах малко на хората и си направих веселото. хахаха. както виждаш, хич не ми е зле. cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/1194/1600/PIC_2825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/1194/320/PIC_2825.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nice. че даже и ziemlich schoen. абе направо muito bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. качих няколко снимки вече, ще видя дали ще мога да намеря нещо и от стадиона на сайта на господин стойков, да е жив и здрав :). но това друг път. май вече трябва да ходя да спя, че утре е тежък ден - лекции, упражнения, футбол, бадминтон, капоейра. сложно, сложно, колега. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-116144287468813514?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/116144287468813514/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=116144287468813514' title='5 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/116144287468813514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/116144287468813514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/10/red.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-115622619824397493</id><published>2006-08-22T08:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T08:57:20.436+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;вече от няколко дни съм си вкъщи и успях да направя доста неща.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;успях да отида до варна за да викам за националите по волейбол срещу куба.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;успях да скоча от аспаруховия мост и да се върна обратно ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;успях даже и да си отпразнувам рд-то&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;изобщо не ми е скучно в бг. хич даже.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;а бтв, нека покажа една снимка на най-колоритния фен в залата с най-великия български волейболист поне в сегашния ни национален отбор.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/1194/1600/DSC01211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/1194/320/DSC01211.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;хайде cheers и доскоро!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-115622619824397493?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/115622619824397493/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=115622619824397493' title='2 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/115622619824397493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/115622619824397493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/08/red_22.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-115467448162386668</id><published>2006-08-04T09:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T09:54:41.933+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>опаааа :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-115467448162386668?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/115467448162386668/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=115467448162386668' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/115467448162386668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/115467448162386668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/08/red.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-115294679657160075</id><published>2006-07-15T09:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T10:01:34.346+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;иииииииииииииииииййййййййхааааааааааааааааа!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;най-трудния изпит мина. и то по прекрасен начин. всички задачи - решени. толкова доволен от изпит не съм бил никога. хайде да се надяваме, да са и верни... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;след изпита се събрахме с колегите - всеки взе по един сикс-пак и седнахме на полянката пред унито. много беше готино. хареса ми. след това - парти до 3 часа с едни други немци, още няколко бири и страхотно настроение.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;за днес се очертава ходене на плаж и скачане в басейн, както една късна тренировка по капоейра. хайде, че малко остана. другата седмица просто усещам как отново ще се разбием, този път подобаващо. на екскурзия сме в някакво забутано село, където ще мерим някакви поляни сред овце и крави. идилия.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;след това един изпит по физика и един устен после, но големия зор мина - механиката и математиката са вече история. поне до септември де. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;countdown до връщане - 3 седмици енд каутинг. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-115294679657160075?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/115294679657160075/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=115294679657160075' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/115294679657160075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/115294679657160075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/07/red.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-115200387800062155</id><published>2006-07-04T11:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T12:08:04.526+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/1194/1600/render%20stad%20schrag2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/1194/400/render%20stad%20schrag2.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;мдмамз. Бразилия отпадна.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;играха лошо и не си правиха кефа, затова. но какво да се прави. аз поне си го направих.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;гледах мача на огромния екран в средата на река Майн обграден от французи, викащи "алле ле блю". аз пък ги надвиквах с "бразиу", иначе вярно, че бяха много, вярно, че имаше какво да празнуват, но пък и бразилците трябваеш да се обадят малко. имах чувството, че само аз виках като идиот. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/1194/1600/render%20stad%20schrag1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/1194/400/render%20stad%20schrag1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;иначе след няколко дни ще предаваме проекта за стадион. вижте само няколко снимки. работихме го доста тоя проект и накрая се намери един пич, който в свободното си време правел 3д анимации. вижте резултата:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;моята роля беше почти никаква, но все пак трябваше да се свърши.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;но поне съм повече от доволен, как изглежда. сега е време някой от архитектите в мюнхен да се обади :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/1194/1600/render%20stad%20quer%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/1194/400/render%20stad%20quer%201.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;колегата нещо спомена да го предлагаме някъде проекта, но малко се съмнявам, че ще се случи нещо. той поне е адски амбициозен.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;има време. апетита идва с храненето. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;хайде cheers, отивам да изям нещо, да порешавам задачи и да надраскам една скица. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;countdown до връщане - месец и още по-малко.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-115200387800062155?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/115200387800062155/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=115200387800062155' title='2 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/115200387800062155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/115200387800062155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/07/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-115156246078500943</id><published>2006-06-29T09:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T09:27:41.026+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;днес си поспах малко. ама малко. до 8 и половина. и след това усърдно седнах да уча математика... учих, учих, учих и осъзнах, че нашия професор е такъв идиот, че просто нямам думи с които да го опиша. имам чувството, че той притежава рядката дарба да трансформира и най-банално-елементарните неща в умопомрачително-неразбираеми-формули, които ама в абсолютно никакъв момент по-нататък няма да ти свършат работа.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;иначе това анализа и линейната алгебра са хубави неща, като ги опознаеш малко. оф, глупости. надявам се да не ги видя повече след големия изпит есента, но нещо малко и гадно в мен ми подсказва, че се лъжа много жестоко.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;живота си тече. някои учим. други съвсем спят. трети като едни дружки от съседното село си имат клуб по капоейра с около 50 члена, повечето от които знаят какво правят, и най-важното правят го с кеф, дори и да проливат кръв и пот. е до кръв не се стига, но виж потта е съвсем друго нещо. след края на нормална 2-часова тренировка си изпил поне литър вода и си плуваш от глава до пети в нея.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;countdown до връщане - месец и нещо...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-115156246078500943?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/115156246078500943/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=115156246078500943' title='5 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/115156246078500943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/115156246078500943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/06/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-115089963757259269</id><published>2006-06-21T17:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T17:20:52.360+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;хич не ми е зле, даже въобще :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;нищо че ми идват изпитите и имам да уча като за световно, което пък от своя страна си тече и изобщо не ме пита, дали трябва да решавам задачи ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;след малко тръгвам да побачкам малко на стадиона и ако имам късмет, да погледам наживо  Аржентина-Холандия. А да не говорим че на първи се очертава най-големия четвъртфинал да е във Франкфурт: Бразилия-Испания. хихи. нямам търпение вече...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;иначе живота си тече. няма пак да споменавам за бразилците, защото просто не са хора :):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;а в последно време и немците са се пооправили, особено след като Германия се прави на много силна и бие всички. хаха.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;слушам си бразилска музика, пия си биричката, тренирам си капоейра почти всеки ден, играя от време на време футбол и бадминтон и си правя слънчеви бани на зелената полянка пред общежитието. изобщо идилия... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Take me down to the paradise city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Where the grass is green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And the girls are pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Take me home (Oh, won't you please take me home)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-115089963757259269?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/115089963757259269/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=115089963757259269' title='5 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/115089963757259269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/115089963757259269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/06/red_21.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-114975619156461361</id><published>2006-06-08T11:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T11:45:21.700+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;поздрав с концерта на депеш от последния ден на рок ам ринг.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;големи са. много. дано и в българия да стане добро.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;чакам отзиви ей! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;аз стягам багажа за световното и по всичко си личи, че ще побачкам малко на мачовете.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;а ако се подредят и добре нещата може и бразилците да наминат за четвъртфинала оттук :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;хайде cheers, че малко остана!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-114975619156461361?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/114975619156461361/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=114975619156461361' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/114975619156461361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/114975619156461361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/06/red.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-114902574013324795</id><published>2006-05-31T00:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T00:49:01.086+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;капоейра.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;това е нещото с което се занимавам в момента, освен механиката разбира се, но тя не е толкова сложна. иначе се събрахме с вече познатите бразилци и един руснак и решихме да направим курс по капоейра. за незапознатите, говоря за бразилски боен танц с доста акробатични елементи, изпълняван къде правилно, къде не и в брейк-дансинг-а. много, ама много интересно, много голямо физическо предизвикателство и най-вече ако го правиш с музика и правиш движенията с партнъор правилно е голямо шоу. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;бразилеца, който владее повечето движения, направо си е като нинджа. гледай ямакаши, за да разбереш, за какво говоря. днес направи няколко салта, после започна да ходи по стената и да се върти по земята много ефектно в ритъма на музиката. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;изобщо страхотно е. ако видите някой такъв курс - непременно. вярно, че след тренировката си труп, но си заслужава. след няколко пъти влизаш в ритъм и става страхотно. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;хайде, че изпита ми идва, а май трябва да порешавам още задачи. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-114902574013324795?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/114902574013324795/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=114902574013324795' title='2 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/114902574013324795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/114902574013324795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/05/red_31.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-114781702249461009</id><published>2006-05-17T00:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T01:03:43.163+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oasis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;искам да те чуя да викаш. 1, 2, 3 :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Today is gonna be the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That they’re gonna throw it back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;By now you should’ve somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Realised what you gotta do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I don’t believe that anybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Feels the way I do about you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Backbeat the word was on the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That the fire in your heart is out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m sure you’ve heard it all before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But you never really had a doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I don’t believe that anybody feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The way I do about you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;малка пауза, за да поемеш въздух&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And all the roads we have to walk are winding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And all the lights that lead us there are blinding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There are many things that I would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Like to say to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But I don’t know how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Because maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You’re gonna be the one that saves me ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And after all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You’re my wonderwall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;щом някакви тъпи немци го могат в тукашния Irish Pub, май е време да се замислиш за кого си пазиш гласа ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I said maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You’re gonna be the one that saves me ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And after all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You’re my wonderwall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wonderwall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;обичай, мрази, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;но общувай&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ходи на работа, колкото и гадна да е тя, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;но си създай приятели там&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;спортувай, колкото и трудно да е, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;но успей да намериш хора с които ти прави кеф да го правиш&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;учи, не защото трябва, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;а защото си видял искрата в очите на професора&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;и може би, може би, ще се чувстваш наистина радостен &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;от мястото в което си, от това което правиш и това което искаш да бъдеш&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-114781702249461009?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/114781702249461009/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=114781702249461009' title='6 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/114781702249461009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/114781702249461009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/05/red_17.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-114764434374799078</id><published>2006-05-15T00:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T01:05:43.856+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;седмицата премина така:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;понеделник, вторник и сряда - лекции, упражнения, и други глупости.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;четвъртък - парти на нашия фахберайх. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ПЕТЪК - БРАЗИЛСКО ПАРТИ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;за последното ми е думата. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;нз дали споменах, че преди няколко месеца тук се нанесоха една дузина бразилци.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;е, всичко започна още в автобуса на път към партито. всички облечени в жълто започнахме да поливаме партито още преди да е започнало. такъв смях не съм се смял от години ей.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;след това на самото парти - най-добрата музика, която можеш да си представиш. два часа нон-стоп самба. ох. след края на първия час, ми беше толкова горещо, че си махнах и фанелката. и май, май не трябваше да го правя, защото малко по-малко всички момчета на партито направихме шоуто на момичетата, оставайки само по дънки. мдамз. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;много хора. много красиви момичета. много танци. просто страхотна атмосфера.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;жалко, че трябваше да се връщам сравнително рано вкъщи - към 2, защото на другата сутрин трябваше да бачкам на стадиона.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;но шоуто тепърва започваше. някакво момиче, съвсем пияно и изобщо не във час, както си беше паднало на земята до спирката на автобуса, реши да разкопчее панталона на някакъв и да му направи една бърза. без коментар. голям смях само. иначе се наложи да помогна на един от бразилците да се прибере, защото и той не беше много добре...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;чудесна вечер. незабравима просто. дано още такива да се задават...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;caralio.. щях да забравя .. направо не мога да дочакам световното, за да станат бразилците световни шампиони и да си направим големия купон тук. просто от сега усещам за какво ще става дума :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-114764434374799078?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/114764434374799078/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=114764434374799078' title='2 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/114764434374799078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/114764434374799078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/05/red.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-114655853709379691</id><published>2006-05-02T11:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T11:29:03.516+03:00</updated><title type='text'>deep blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-114655853709379691?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/114655853709379691/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=114655853709379691' title='5 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/114655853709379691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/114655853709379691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/05/deep-blue.html' title='deep blue'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-114562178984391537</id><published>2006-04-21T15:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T15:16:30.140+03:00</updated><title type='text'>yellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;семестъра пак започна. с доста гадости при това. но трябва да се продължава напред, нали. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;все пак, нещо най-накрая ми стана толкова интересно, че дори да го разбирам още на самата лекция. физика. поздрав за господин тодоров. дано се оправил, горкия. сега отивам на рожден ден на един приятел немец, наблизо. иначе всичко потръгва. уж. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;the verve - lucky man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;indeed. out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-114562178984391537?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/114562178984391537/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=114562178984391537' title='2 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/114562178984391537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/114562178984391537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/04/yellow.html' title='yellow'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-114457568517932203</id><published>2006-04-09T12:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T12:48:03.546+03:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;само едно нещо да подскажа.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;когато видиш бразилци да си правят кефа, стой възможно най-близо до тях :):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;снощи пичовете си направиха парти, което се превърна в поредния мост между 4-5 култури. по азбучен ред:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;българи, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;бразилци,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;руснаци, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;китайци,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;китайци, от бразилски произход,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;мароканци,&lt;br /&gt;тунизийци,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;бряг-на-слоновата-кост-овци,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;е, добре и немци за цвят. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;резултата от това бяха, десетима екзалтирани, пияни и викащи&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; на чист български&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; "Майка ти да е.." и "Педераст" бразилци :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;голяма гледка ей.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;изобщо много готино си беше. изядохме солидно количество месо, изпихме не по-малко бира и ракия :). в тази връзка, да сте виждали бразилец да ококори очи, викайки "Rrrrakiya .... eeeeee bommmm" мдамммз :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;хайде пишете &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Como vai&lt;/span&gt; и &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Оbrigado&lt;/span&gt; за вниманието! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H:\MP3Z\Gabin\Mr. Freedom\03-The other way round (ft. China Moses).mp3&lt;br /&gt;wooo-wo-woooooooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-114457568517932203?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/114457568517932203/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=114457568517932203' title='4 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/114457568517932203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/114457568517932203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/04/red.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-114333800220861742</id><published>2006-03-26T04:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T04:56:24.383+03:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Снощи гледах някоя от последните серии на CSI. Основната песен на епизода беше Mad World. Толкова близка. Пуснах Donnie Darko да се тегли. Ще го гледам сутринта. Надявам се да не ме разочарова филма. Стискай палци. Още чакам резултатите от изпитите си. Подредих програмата за летния семестър. Mad World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Футбола вече не ми доставя удоволствие. Вкарвам красиви голове, правя страхотни пасове, но въпреки това не изпитвам това, което беше преди, когато играех красиво. Имам нужда от повече ценни хора. Чувствам се сам, неразбран и неуспяващ да изразя това, което чувствам и мисля. Mad World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Не мога да намеря човек, с който сериозно да си поговоря за сериозни неща. Тъжно. Но не трагично. Някой нямат пари да си свършат месеца. При мен не е така, но въпреки това се чувствам тъпо. Не се разбирам. Всичко се подрежда единствено, когато отида да бягам наоколо с iPod-а. Тогава се съсредоточавам и забравям всичко освен музиката, дишането и пътя напред. Страхотно усещане.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Нямам търпение да седна да уча нещо ново. Този път надявам се, по-интересно от предишното.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Сега не мога да заспя, защото ми е никакво. Ще помедитирам малко, дано се пооправя.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;...and i find it kinda funny, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;and i find it kinda sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-114333800220861742?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/114333800220861742/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=114333800220861742' title='2 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/114333800220861742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/114333800220861742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/03/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-114070384016200038</id><published>2006-02-23T15:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T16:11:21.666+02:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Klubjazz Boxset2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;един диск, който един приятел бразилец ми даде преди малко да си го запиша ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;jazzz... samba... sax... house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;goood life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;па-па-рап-па...  good life, good life, and a good life :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a btw взел съм си и шибания изпит по математика!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;good life, good life, good life, and a good life, good life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sun is shining, and i've got the rhythm...  good life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-114070384016200038?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/114070384016200038/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=114070384016200038' title='3 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/114070384016200038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/114070384016200038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/02/red.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-113986881680798011</id><published>2006-02-13T22:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T00:25:03.536+02:00</updated><title type='text'>green?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;дали&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;underworld . born sleepy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;хм. или по-добре &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;portishead . fun for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;или за някой друг. или за никой.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;на темата &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;14.02 another one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;а какво прави романтичното ми аз  на предишния?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;а на по-предишния?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;а на по-по-предишния?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;и така назад, та чак до 6 клас?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;спомням си за картичка със сърчица която сложих в една чанта.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;за разбитите надежди и последвалите сънища. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;о, да и за иронията, че и на мен ми се налагаше на няколко пъти да правя същото, така, че да разбера много добре какво е. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;но като се замисля, при мен ставаше въпрос за мечта към един човек, който не съществува реално, защото е съвършен. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;забележи - "нереален, защото съвършен"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;но все пак е хубаво да си мислиш, че обичаш нещо съвършено, нали?&lt;br /&gt;кара те да се чувстваш някак специален. хм като го споменах.&lt;br /&gt;винаги ще има по-специални от теб :) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;така, че си остави егото някъде по пътя, или просто се опитвай да игнорираш.&lt;br /&gt;а и като успееш, ми звънни и ми кажи как си го направил ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;хм последно май ще се спра на&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;james blunt.you're beautiful (live). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;My life is brilliant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;My love is pure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I saw an angel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Of that I'm sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She smiled at me on the subway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She was with another man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;But I won't lose no sleep on that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;'Cause I've got a plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You're beautiful, it's true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I saw you face in a crowded place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yeah, she caught my eye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;As we walked on by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She could see from my face that I was,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Fucking high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And I don't think that I'll see her again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;But we shared a moment that will last till the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I saw you face in a crowded place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;There must be an angel with a smile on her face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;When she thought up that I should be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;But it's time to face the truth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I will never be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; това което имаш&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.  и това което нямаш. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;само така, ще разбереш,че разликата помежду им е само в главата ти.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-113986881680798011?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/113986881680798011/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=113986881680798011' title='3 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/113986881680798011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/113986881680798011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/02/green.html' title='green?'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-113736585629416783</id><published>2006-01-16T00:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T00:59:37.960+02:00</updated><title type='text'>deep blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;damian rice - the blower's daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Just like you said it would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Life goes easy on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Most of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; And so it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; The shorter story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; No love, no glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; No hero in her sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't take my eyes off of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't take my eyes off you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't take my eyes off of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't take my eyes off you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't take my eyes off you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't take my eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; And so it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Just like you said it should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; We'll both forget the breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Most of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; And so it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; The colder water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; The blower's daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; The pupil in denial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't take my eyes off of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't take my eyes off you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't take my eyes off of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't take my eyes off you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't take my eyes off you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't take my eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Did I say that I loathe you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Did I say that I want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Leave it all behind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't take my mind off of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't take my mind off you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't take my mind off of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't take my mind off you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't take my mind off you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't take my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; My mind...my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; 'Til I find somebody new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-113736585629416783?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/113736585629416783/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=113736585629416783' title='2 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/113736585629416783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/113736585629416783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/01/deep-blue.html' title='deep blue'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-113733645851318946</id><published>2006-01-15T16:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T00:53:23.066+02:00</updated><title type='text'>red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;damian rice - the blower's daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;depeche mode vs. dj shadow - painkiller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;motorcycle - as the rush comes (gabriel &amp; dresden chillout mix)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;portishead - glory box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hooverphonic - mad about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;усещаш мекото действие на кафето, учестеното сърцебиеене, леката, красива музика, която не ти внушава нищо, а просто ти помага да изпиташ нещо различно от скучното и стресиращо ежедневие. искаш да е август, да лежиш на плажа, да танцуваш, да гледаш вълните, залеза, красотата около теб. малките неща. усмивката, отпускащия ритъм на някоя песен, пясъка.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;кофеина започва да действа все по-силно. сетивата ти се изострят. монитора ти се струва все по-ярък, музиката по-жива, по-истинска, по-близка. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;отваряш очите си по-широко. още по-широко. и още по-широко... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mad about you. indeed. out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-113733645851318946?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/113733645851318946/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=113733645851318946' title='0 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/113733645851318946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/113733645851318946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2006/01/red.html' title='red'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-113603927109171532</id><published>2005-12-31T15:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T16:32:48.903+02:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;днес сънувах, че блъскам човек с кола. беше толкова реално, че се събудих облян в пот.&lt;br /&gt;тогава осъзнах колко е ценно, това, че съм тук и как изведнъж мога да изчезна.&lt;br /&gt;live your life with every breath. усещай всичко, радвай се на всичко, обичай всичко.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ето някои от нещата които написах тук. не знам, доколко ще ти харесат, пък и не е толкова важно, защото въобще не го целя. поне са искрени. отивам да празнувам. съветвам те и ти да направиш същото!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Сивите облаци бавно се отдръпват,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Слънцето успява да ме достигне с парещите си лъчи,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Колко хубав е пясъка!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Опитните пръсти бързо препускат по тарамбуката,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Сърцето ми изкача при всеки такт,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Колко прекрасно е времето в моята душа!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Сънят ми излетя през отворения прозорец,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Луната поглъща всичките ми страхове.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Как зловещо бучи вятърът навън.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;потопи се в картините и се наслади на усещането. каквото и да е то, заслужава да се изпита, защото може никога повече да се повтори...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;music :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAUL OAKENFOLD&lt;/span&gt; |&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bunkka&lt;/span&gt;| &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ZOO YORK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PAUL OAKENFOLD&lt;/span&gt; |&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bunkka&lt;/span&gt;| &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HYPNOTYZED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PAUL OAKENFOLD&lt;/span&gt; |&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bunkka&lt;/span&gt;| &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SOUTHERN SUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PAUL OAKENFOLD&lt;/span&gt; |&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bunkka&lt;/span&gt;| &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;READY, STEADY, GO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-113603927109171532?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/113603927109171532/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=113603927109171532' title='1 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/113603927109171532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/113603927109171532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2005/12/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-113496129215633549</id><published>2005-12-19T04:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T05:05:39.340+02:00</updated><title type='text'>deep blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;какво се случи. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;имах изпит преди ден, още един преди седмица. направих ги, сравнително добре.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;намерих си работа в стадиона във франкфурт като охрана на домакинските срещи на Айнтрахт. негативите - малко пари, защото ще е само два пъти в месеца. а сега бонусите. има опции да бъда охрана и на концертите на Депеш мод, Ролинг стоунс, Роби Уилямс и др., които имат път към Франкфурт. още по-голям бонус - ще бъда на срещите от световното във франкфурт и ще ходя на финала в берлин. дано бъда на добро място за да мога да се насладя на атмосферата.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;написах няколко стихотворения, за да се почувствам по-добре.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;станах фен на crime scene investigation. разбирай изтеглих всички сезони. доста са наистина.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;гледах един филм. и се почувствах много самотен, объркан и тъжен. въпреки, че не съм. просто филма ми напомни за един важен за мен човек, който постепенно се отдалечи от мен. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;станах любимец на местните футболисти, разбирай всеки иска да играе с мен в отбора си, защото очевидно успях да спечеля уважението им с играта си.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;днес хм, май вече утре решавах/преписвах задачи по геодезия. много сметки. мнооооого сметки. нз как се справят колегите и колежките архитекти, но при мен нещата затъват все повече и повече в числа.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;а сега. сега пия 54 градусов ром и се наслаждавам на меланхолията която ме е обзела. може би, даже ще ми дойде вдъхновението да напиша нещо. знам ли. утре сутринта ми е последния ден, в който ще ходя на лекции. след тях отивам на рд-парти и по обяд поемам към българия с автобуса от франкфурт.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;insomnia please release me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and let me dream about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;making mad love on the heath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;tearing tights with my teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;but there is no relief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i'm wide awake in my kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;it's dark and i am lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i'm cryin, cryin, cryin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;нищо не е преминало, глупак такъв. само си си мислил така... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;енд.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13536824-113496129215633549?l=schogun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/feeds/113496129215633549/comments/default' title='Коментари за публикацията'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13536824&amp;postID=113496129215633549' title='2 коментара'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/113496129215633549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13536824/posts/default/113496129215633549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schogun.blogspot.com/2005/12/deep-blue.html' title='deep blue'/><author><name>schogun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308580202906792863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkdHqU3U-G8/SZg6NqtZX-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/kK0HbU7EYhg/S220/n501432617_387537_794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13536824.post-113182864762450005</id><published>2005-11-12T22:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T22:50:47.663+02:00</updated><title type='text'>blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;не е лесно. изобщо. вчера за пръв път от не-знам-колко-време се почувствах като глупак. не мога да комуникирам с хората добре. проблема е чисто езиков, и води до доста тъпи ситуации. на
