Icing on the cake
It is not disputed that something is happening. I do a lot of good and bad moments, but more good, even in this evil, than the pure, uncouth and perverted bad.
not good for me. I can not see the same black tuneliku, and seek in the magic and good lights. And when I find it only, the blood flies to the head and spreads throughout the whole carcass with satisfaction Radocha childish and incomprehensible mind "will be fine."
All through the cherry on the cake. Cherry umazała a sweet custard and offered a me with it. But it warned me ...
-You can only (as long as co), poczęstować się samą wisienką. Potem przyjdzie czas na więcej. Jednak jeszcze nie teraz.
Gdybym dostał kawałek tortu od razu, pewnie bym zeżarł trochę i go odstawił. W tym jednak momencie mam chrapkę, nawet na cały tort. Tak samo jest z poznawaniem osoby. Jeżeli poznasz kogoś zbyt szybko i hmmm... intensywnie (w krótkim czasie), zaczyna cię ta znajomość nudzić i odstawiasz ją na półkę.
The Road To True Happiness, Health, Love
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Meregister Autocad 2004
magic splendor
-Nie zrozumiesz sedna, nie połapiesz się o co chodzi. Ani dziś, ani w jutrze, a nawet w wieczności.
Popijam soczek kosztując ciasteczka losu, które prowadzą me somewhere, where he probably does not want to go. Again, the path on my way up was opening, and both are tempting me to punish the two different landscapes. No, I will not be able to return. I must make a choice now. When wdreptam already on a path, I will have to follow it to the end, even the end of the world.
- Whore! -speaks head .- Well, now which way? -stops and sit on a boulder.
cold, heartless, a stranger. And the stone beneath me, and I in his body. To choose well, you first need to understand himself ...
-O fuck I'm saying? But why all this shit? -standard question .- Was it not that it is often used to span the imbeciles various sorts, and then I reached the same, magic finding, "and what it was you idiot?" Pompey I'm born and now cover the effects of my soul and mind pięciocentymetrowym dust. This can be a deuce (not knowing which way to go, by my ill indecision), and successive morons passing this place on his journey, will be watching my body pylastemu with delight. Apparently surprised with what nature is able to slice it tricks. Maybe some of them will envy me? "What a beauty ..." - Find.
And here a little, like a ghost, jumped up against me, the grass frog.
-Pompejuszu, stand up to the task, stay optimistic swallow the moon. Remember that consuming a half-strangers. -she said, then added .- Yes, I know it's sad, but I can not help that I can only see one side of this false romantic elipsowatego cakes in the sky.
-When the day comes, the stars are collapsing water and drown in the water hollow braids plotąc destination. So my way is not the top down for? Is not it written that I'll follow with specific tracks? -noticed when considering one of the earlier talks, which had already taken place in my life.
-Going, going throughout their lives. You know what you want.
-Who am I? Master of the situation, or a pawn on the chessboard of God?
-spill red ink palette, right on the cover paintings. It is true, the dream and the fate of its hazy, but paint what otoczyłoby you. You will now be able to delight and will be in the rapture.
-Yes, unless the intoxication of moral ... But what does it mean chadzać drunk with happiness? So ot eternally happy person is always drunk? Heaves, is alien to him a rational understanding of the issues different weights?
-Hmmm ... -frog replied.
-pessimism Well my dear, bathed in death, is a sober look, and outstripped the success. A less salty and failure, without undue bitterness, collapse and stupidity. There is a simple way and has a huge wyboistości. Darker nights, samotniejsze and magic! A man without a soul in his foreign, soberly looks at the world and delves far the truth .. Truth, which did not reach the mind or the life or after life, just like reasoning with them in death. End of the debasement of the soul!
-pessimism But what if you do what you love?
-after all, you can stick a tumor in doing good for themselves, others or the public. A tumor must be applied something cold that was not so visible. For example, cold meat, say bacon.
-But is not that terrible conviction for a small child when you imagine yourself that fat is "done" with a small elephant? When you do what you love, after you become a kid and you look at it like a child. -zreflektowała frog.
Not knowing what to answer went further ...
-the way to eat bacon this is weird. Got her eyebrows and touch your hair. Phew!
-Ahem ... Excuse me, but I think that fat was probably in the bag ...
PS: For all thank you very much. And in particular to the three wonderful people.
-Nie zrozumiesz sedna, nie połapiesz się o co chodzi. Ani dziś, ani w jutrze, a nawet w wieczności.
Popijam soczek kosztując ciasteczka losu, które prowadzą me somewhere, where he probably does not want to go. Again, the path on my way up was opening, and both are tempting me to punish the two different landscapes. No, I will not be able to return. I must make a choice now. When wdreptam already on a path, I will have to follow it to the end, even the end of the world.
- Whore! -speaks head .- Well, now which way? -stops and sit on a boulder.
cold, heartless, a stranger. And the stone beneath me, and I in his body. To choose well, you first need to understand himself ...
-O fuck I'm saying? But why all this shit? -standard question .- Was it not that it is often used to span the imbeciles various sorts, and then I reached the same, magic finding, "and what it was you idiot?" Pompey I'm born and now cover the effects of my soul and mind pięciocentymetrowym dust. This can be a deuce (not knowing which way to go, by my ill indecision), and successive morons passing this place on his journey, will be watching my body pylastemu with delight. Apparently surprised with what nature is able to slice it tricks. Maybe some of them will envy me? "What a beauty ..." - Find.
And here a little, like a ghost, jumped up against me, the grass frog.
-Pompejuszu, stand up to the task, stay optimistic swallow the moon. Remember that consuming a half-strangers. -she said, then added .- Yes, I know it's sad, but I can not help that I can only see one side of this false romantic elipsowatego cakes in the sky.
-When the day comes, the stars are collapsing water and drown in the water hollow braids plotąc destination. So my way is not the top down for? Is not it written that I'll follow with specific tracks? -noticed when considering one of the earlier talks, which had already taken place in my life.
-Going, going throughout their lives. You know what you want.
-Who am I? Master of the situation, or a pawn on the chessboard of God?
-spill red ink palette, right on the cover paintings. It is true, the dream and the fate of its hazy, but paint what otoczyłoby you. You will now be able to delight and will be in the rapture.
-Yes, unless the intoxication of moral ... But what does it mean chadzać drunk with happiness? So ot eternally happy person is always drunk? Heaves, is alien to him a rational understanding of the issues different weights?
-Hmmm ... -frog replied.
-pessimism Well my dear, bathed in death, is a sober look, and outstripped the success. A less salty and failure, without undue bitterness, collapse and stupidity. There is a simple way and has a huge wyboistości. Darker nights, samotniejsze and magic! A man without a soul in his foreign, soberly looks at the world and delves far the truth .. Truth, which did not reach the mind or the life or after life, just like reasoning with them in death. End of the debasement of the soul!
-pessimism But what if you do what you love?
-after all, you can stick a tumor in doing good for themselves, others or the public. A tumor must be applied something cold that was not so visible. For example, cold meat, say bacon.
-But is not that terrible conviction for a small child when you imagine yourself that fat is "done" with a small elephant? When you do what you love, after you become a kid and you look at it like a child. -zreflektowała frog.
Not knowing what to answer went further ...
-the way to eat bacon this is weird. Got her eyebrows and touch your hair. Phew!
-Ahem ... Excuse me, but I think that fat was probably in the bag ...
***
God has called me and talked to me. This sentence in the eyes of the legions might seem heresy. But they do not know exactly what I mean. It seemed to me that I'm close to nothingness. Bouncing off the white walls echoed in the brain have already welcomed me to their construction.
"Upstrzyjmy walls with scenes from all sorts of nightmares and wylejmy aversion to himself." - nothing more wrong.
head obscured, damaged, broken ... I was flabbergasted. And a few days earlier. He called God and told me to do something, something that will be my strength. Therefore, scattered through the streets of indigestible by the black-winged birds are good. Lit the sun. And despite a few drops of the court, which were caused by weather, warmed up. In the company of very close friends and those further, and even those who would think that about me now do not remember, I spent a mystical evening. Total ignited all of our lights, joint forces. And even in the late evening sun began to shine.
PS: For all thank you very much. And in particular to the three wonderful people.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Mouthwash Healthy Gums
Humanity
my brain. Alighted at the bus stop and decided to relax on the road, waiting for the same number bus from which it got out. I just got tired. Weekly conglomeration of positive impressions has become too heavy, almost overwhelming. And boredom has become the past. And in some aspects of the past became the present, and certainly I'm not talking about my own person. The past comes by each of us. He sees the errors? Their selfish, uncontrollable thoughts in our heads driven by the everyday, alcohols, spoil. But the time for rehabilitation! Time to regenerate dead cells, which begin at us, blinking and slowly working. Losing someone close to them, situations, important to our bloodstream-circulating clockwise, popularly called the heart, we see the validity of, giving meaning to our existence. The time of salvation, redemption, redress popsutego mechanism.
*** Sometimes you have to say is what lies at the heart of man, my heart just one thing, it would be a shame if it failed suddenly exploded. Do it to feel better. I and most of all when we thought billow in the narrow minds. Without fear, zastanowień. God, I am after all only a worm, which can be crushed the second, bigger and seemingly obrzydliwszego bug. Zeżre on me with his huge claws rozłupie chitinous carapace, and nothing will remain of me when my wessie protein interior. The best student is the second, a loved one. Its quality problems can kill, and nothing meaningful words when embarks that its assistance is minimal, it is almost the reverse proportion. Because sometimes it's that we listen to and accept our cries in the sleeve, it may be beneficial. It is almost heroic protagonist at the threshold of our pupils.
my brain. Alighted at the bus stop and decided to relax on the road, waiting for the same number bus from which it got out. I just got tired. Weekly conglomeration of positive impressions has become too heavy, almost overwhelming. And boredom has become the past. And in some aspects of the past became the present, and certainly I'm not talking about my own person. The past comes by each of us. He sees the errors? Their selfish, uncontrollable thoughts in our heads driven by the everyday, alcohols, spoil. But the time for rehabilitation! Time to regenerate dead cells, which begin at us, blinking and slowly working. Losing someone close to them, situations, important to our bloodstream-circulating clockwise, popularly called the heart, we see the validity of, giving meaning to our existence. The time of salvation, redemption, redress popsutego mechanism.
***
What I spilled the hall? Awareness of the man who in just over four years in August. It may seem impossible, but the talks. She had already seriousness and shares with you his views about death. Although we may not even consciously aware of the fact of mortality. Well, because I like to tell your child that is "bad death" . And this can be successful. Through the cartoons, animated fabrication of pure manifestation of one's intelligence. My nephew showed me this. Bajka Kiwi! "in which pet lose their lives for the important matter. It may seem silly, but realizes his most important dream. Tears shed during its execution, the tears of happiness, and awareness of the coming end? Freedom of interpretation even desirable.
***
Try me. Of things unknown, and how the human, because human-created. Try me more if I'm wrong for you a figment of human existence, or good. Try me for his own satisfaction. Have only one life, yet you have only one chance. But I also choose wisely. Everything and so do not try it!
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