Friday, October 9, 2009

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claims

I think, to make demands in whatever ways require a separate active. Usually in the corresponding form. When I speak of someone he wanted me to be good, I did the same thing for him to do. If I give someone in an emergency 10 €, I can expect the same on the opposite side. These are simple examples. Just what if the consideration is not to compare everything so easy?
The first time it occurred to me when I thought about what I expect from a man whom I call friend. Or can expect. I think I can expect from him limitless what I give him. If I - thought not necessarily in fact - from Monday morning ready for an exam I have to fly, 70km ride and me there to take care of someone, because it is he really sucks, I can just call the same no questions asked of him. So get yourself to be careful what one demands and always ask the same whether one is willing and able to afford (attributable).
I also am not sure if these thoughts present in my mind, or whether they spring from the human brain such as hatred, jealousy and envy. In a completely natural way also. Certainly there is no written table in my room where I people I know, certain numbers correlating them in the meaning of friends of weights. But I think everyone has a best friend / in. This is also a kind of evaluative consideration in the form one rank. The ranking number 1 Only someone who has 20-10 square in the head? Surely it is as even more difficult to distinguish between place 3 and 4. But someone I saw 2 times a week is moderately active nunmal on someone with not at all and I date him sporadically see when I'm already on the road. What I mean is, well, a precise distinction is not possible, usually not necessary, but a rough distinction - plastic 2-10 and 10-20 - but are more likely. Or am I mistaken? For me at least already. And then I also share my claims because my performance so I would be willing to provide one. Someone in the back of the list is me being in a Call by 4 clock in the morning no more than a "Ok, Good night" type. However, in the top five, I probably would have attracted before he or she may ask for it. The field in between it would be ultimately a matter of taste whether I would be just funny enough for me to torment ausm bed.
I do not know if all the thoughts are too unrealistic. For me they are everyday, they help me to coordinate the handling in emergency situations to justify my claims for myself, which together make the better: A Platz 1-5 get when I'm late sometimes a SMS "Sry 'm late, "while 10-15 place a handshake with the words" Can we go? " gets.
But differ just as important as the fact that some roughly to, I think the fact may be good enough to know opposite, as one can estimate roughly where you are even on the list. I mean, my number 1 is probably correspond well be his. Great, Bro. Only in the field behind it is still difficult to accommodate its own Upfield, if you noticed, you swim with the other side only in the rough average. What to do? Well degrade themselves? I mean it all sounds so pragmatic and less emotional, but I think that's essentially what happened there. I do not take signs from the wall and swap them out, but I'm suddenly about aware that certain rights, certain behaviors are therefore history. Or it could be never allowed.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

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There are moments in each life that are dark. Dark, gloomy, cold, dull and colorless. In short: really crappy. Triggered by a wide variety, but also irrelevant things. But what matters is to find that which brings back the color, which gives light and heat spread - in these times.
I think I've found it. Sure, the times remain gray, but it's a light at the end of the tunnel to see and which gives me the strength to endure what I can not change. In return, to change the force, which has can change. Passive, but active emotional. A long-lost and believed forgotten feeling. But it to germinate, and more each day. And it will probably return to a flower, a flower's what I would pompously call inner peace.
Almost better than the feeling as such, is the certainty that it is not lost. may be denied life difficult enough, but only as a half permanently, rather than the real world participating, man is hard to understand, difficult to arg. Sure it is too early to affirm the full participation of, but it still gives me the power of a big step forward to go.
You have to imagine it: You sit at home all are in some way among people, even just sitting with The Fray and silver moon in the empty apartment. The shutters are down, the room lit only by artificial light. A perfect setting for either 4 liters of chocolate ice cream and a love romance or a 45 and 3 balls. But, and here that matters, it feels good. There are moments of invulnerability. Moments in which one can fear nothing. At last you can see what matters in life, so what really matters. It gives everything a new meaning, or make any sense. One can see in which direction it goes or should go. This gives courage and fun to me at least. It makes everything so much easier to bear because there is always something the best - if only in spirit - can draw. All this combines in one person. Almost a miracle.
There are only minor pixels, let me think, feel and uncontrolled, but also a gentle feeling of lost control. At last I seem to find what I am or what I can be at least, and that makes me very positive. It gives the particular direction and meaning. No matter what is or will be, I have learned to be grateful for what is given me. I have learned to be frugal and I am now. Here and now. Grateful for what I get and frugal, alsdass I make no claims on all this. I guess what I have and not ask for more.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

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Can you control feelings? I believe and fear the same time. I was able to present a large part of my refrain. Although they are beautiful, show me I'm alive and human, but ultimately they cause interference. They hinder me pull me in a direction which is already blocked, emotional and effective. I understand people are not right, "My next partner must accept that I need much time for me." Operating as the remarks
make the people worry about feelings? Certainly it would be nice if my next girlfriend booze as Papi and cook like Mom could. But somehow Is it not what is in the hands of the individual. Or is it? Are there people who choose to target, because a comparison on paper Sogut suits them, whether the same interests, appearance, or the environment, to develop feelings for this person? So for me it does not work. I think it would, I would have already picked out some person from my program ..
any case, I consider such statements for totally stupid. I am convinced also because a certain experience that, while it may be certain characteristics and attitudes (right? Dunno) that you'd love it if the partner could have, but essentially it's like this, you meet someone and either skin a direct or an egg out of the sock you learn to know the person better, and it develops into something, then it comes together and realizes that she is just like her own mother. Then you remember that you hate your own mother because she is the devil and separated again. Controlled does not sound like that. I mean who on God's green earth - I have a little blasphemy - has feelings for an opposite, in which he expected at least some level of emotional compatibility or can expect, and thinks it "jo, actually jam before the A8 louder butterflies in my stomach when I think of him / her think, but he / she cooks reluctant Then'd better not.. "? I do not know what I wonder naja preserved before many would have, but would also deprive me much. Currently, more likely preserved.
Well anyway, it would be easier, you could stop feeling so easy when you realize there is nothing objective in it ok, then feelings. Only well, the condition is fast to me, objectively nothing (+), ie eig then feelings. Since it does not work, I try it with displacement. I mean what in the Generation of alcoholics and their children will be worked out, but probably just work with me too. It has also, I became calmer, I could concentrate on the non-emotional-essential things in life and everything went its course. But that was my .... my what actually? In the me in, what is humming now and then the Tetris tune .. hm, Unconscious? Inner voice? In any case, something in me that I had no control what apparently driven against the strategy. Then you lie in bed at night sleeping, calmly. Then you start to dream.
The scene looks familiar to you. Oh, that's the past. But then it all goes too fast to wake up and the damage limit. I do. Them. We. Images. Rapidly. Her lips. My lips. Boom. Wide awake. And I'm back where I was 8 weeks. Hooray.
Joar, as I stand now and do not come from the trip down and knows exactly what happened before that a part in me hopes that oil prices below 1 € / L falls. And we'll, yes. Big thing.
Hmm, yes that is my current dilemma that every time when it's drying himself out again brings out the depth and corridors of my brain turns. Maybe I should just fill the convolutions with enough liquid to make it slip. Beer, for example .. ;-(

Monday, July 6, 2009

Fotos,de,pati,nabidad



I'm sitting here, dead silence. All around me is so quiet, I'm afraid someone might hear my thoughts. Because they are noisy and wild. Shouting at me, the result of common ground. I only see her picture before me. In front of me and us. from us? it roar at me.
Outside it is 35 ° C. The sun is shining, the people look happy. It is so bright that my eyes . Pain To guard against this bright, friendly to me as a fair erbuntet translucent world I put my headphones into my ears. Here I can be for me, among all the people. There is a solitude that allows me to her drift. Back again. Where is she now? What she is doing? Do it to me and why not?
order to build the wall higher, I increase the maximum volume. In the hope the voice of the voice headset can in my head to drown. It is this song that binds my attention to it. Thanks to her I believe in angels, not in those with wings, no, not those with a halo, but those that one can feel at home.
fantasies crowding around my eye, I see, see us. We walk across the water, dream on us clouds. We can not be stopped, to go on and on, without a goal - but we do not need. We are the target.
on my skin as the sweat in my mind I'm with her, we are close to us, I see them, they can almost feel, almost smell it. Her face is coming closer to him and to her lips, very close to mine. Drops of sweat roll down from my skin, many little hills soft in my arms. It shakes me, I look and see the sun. At the very moment when the blinded light beam I lose my reality, I look again. Look around, someone has my thoughts heard? Everyone sits calm and focused and away from their desks. Sit on their books and computers.
had luck out the window at my side I see the sun sink, but a new one goes on - I set the letter and see it. She stands before me. Smiling.