to ciagle myslicie, ze jest sens w tym wszystkim ?

[imagiro]

czyli moje cale lata przyblizania wam absurdu egystencji nic nie daly ?
ciagle gonicie za tzw. miloscia. ciagle wypatrujecie Ojca. ciagle planujecie
dzien jutrzejszy ... zreszta ... niech motylek proboje, ja juz spasowalem.
Imagine.

[fleuret]

cały czas zastanawiam się kogo przekonujesz:
siebie czy nas?

[imagiro]

siebie do niczego nie musialem przekonywac ... to bylo dla was.
ale widze, ze prawde mowia ci, co przekonuja o ewolucji duszy ...
NIEZDATNISCIE jeszcze na przyjecie nauk Wodza. Hawk !

[hsirk]

od zawsze przeca twierdze ze siebie

[zza_krzaka]

Amen!

[imagiro]

na wieki wiekow ...

[psychopata.z.borderline]

co Ty, ja mam mamę, która nikomu krzywdy nie zrobiła, nie zabiła ani świoadomie
ani nieświadomie, nie szulam ojca

[stary_babsztyl]

oj szulasz ojca,szulasz...zobacz na swojego nika:)
to wszystko to szuleństwo:))

[psychopata.z.borderline]

w róznych stuacjach dzwonie do mamy, nawet w takich, zeby ojciec sie nie
zorientował:)

[alaaa6]

imagiro napisał:

> czyli moje cale lata przyblizania wam absurdu egystencji nic nie daly ?
> ciagle gonicie za tzw. miloscia. ciagle wypatrujecie Ojca. ciagle planujecie
> dzien jutrzejszy ... zreszta ... niech motylek proboje, ja juz spasowalem.
> Imagine.

daj nam przyklad ;)rzuc to wszystko ;)))i wyjedz do Paryza...

[pooh5]

Życie bez Boga (dla niewierzących - bez ideałów) jest trudne. Bo jest puste i
bez sensu. Taki człowiek jest wolny jak bezpański pies.

[solaris_38]

ja np nie MYSLĘ że jest sens

ja go czuję

jestem nim wypełniona jak fontanna

Moze i jest...

[rybolog]

Awakening.

You realize that it's time to stop hoping and waiting for something to change,
or for happiness, safety and security to come galloping over the next horizon.
You come to terms with the fact that he is not Prince Charming and you are not
Cinderella and that in the real world there aren't always fairy tale endings (or
beginnings for that matter) and that any guarantee of "happily ever after" must
begin with you, and in the process... a sense of serenity is born of acceptance.

You awaken to the fact that you are not perfect, and that not everyone will
always love, appreciate or approve of who or what you are... and it's OK. (They
are entitled to their own views and opinions.) And you learn the importance of
loving and championing yourself, and in the process... a sense of newly found
confidence is born of self-approval.

You stop bitching and blaming other people for the things they did to you (or
didn’t do for you) and you learn that the only thing you can really count on is
the unexpected.

You learn that people don't always say what they mean or mean what they say, and
that not everyone will always be there for you, and that it's not always about
you. So, you learn to stand on your own and to take care of yourself and in the
process... a sense of safety and security is born of self-reliance.

You stop judging and pointing fingers, and you begin to accept people as they
are, and to overlook their shortcomings and human frailties and in the
process...a sense of peace and contentment is born of forgiveness.

You realize that much of the way you view yourself, and the world around you, is
a result of all the messages and opinions that have been ingrained into your
psyche. And you begin to sift through all the crap you've been fed about how you
should behave, hou you should look, how much you shouldn't weigh, what you
should wear, where you should shop, what you should drive, how and where you
should live, what you should do for a living, who you should sleep with, who you
should marry, what you should expect of a marriage, the importance of having and
raising children, or what you owe your parents.

You learn to open up to new worlds and different points of view. And you begin
reassessing and redefining who you are and what you really stand for.

You learn the difference between wanting and needing, and you begin to discard
the doctrines and values you've outgrown, or should never have bought into to
begin with, and in the process... you learn to go with your instincts.

You learn to distinguish between guilt and responsibility, and the importance of
setting boundaries and learning to say NO.

You learn that the only cross to bear is the one you choose to carry, and that
martyrs get burned at the stake.

Then you learn about love. Romantic love and familial love. How to love, how
much to give in love, when to stop giving, and when to walk away.

You learn not to project your needs or your feelings onto a relationship. You
learn that you will not be more beautiful, more intelligent, more lovable, or
important because of the man or woman on your arm or the child that bears your name.

You learn to look at relationships as they really are and not as you would have
them be. You stop trying to control people, situations, and outcomes. You learn
that just as people grow and change, so it is with love... and you learn that
you don't have the right to demand love on your terms...just to make you happy.
And, you learn that "alone" does not mean lonely.

And you look in the mirror and come to terms with the fact that you will never
be a size 5 or a perfect 10 and you stop trying to compete with the image inside
your head and agonizing over how you "stack up."

You also stop working so hard at putting feelings aside, smoothing things over,
and ignoring your needs. You learn that feelings of entitlement are perfectly
OK... and that it is your right to want things that you want...and that
sometimes it is necessary to make demands.

You come to the realization that you deserve to be treated with love, kindness,
sensitivity, and respect, and you will not settle for less. And you allow only
the hands of a lover who cherishes you, to glorify you with his or her touch...
and in the process you internalize the meaning of self-respect.

And you learn that your body really is your temple. You begin eating a balanced
diet, drinking more water, and taking more time to exercise.

You learn that fatigue diminishes the spirit and can create doubt and fear, so
you take more time to rest. And, just as food fuels the body, laughter fuels our
soul, so you take more time to laugh and play.

You learn that, for the most part , in life you get what you believe you
deserve.. and that much of life is a self-fulfilling prophecy.

You learn that anything worth achieving is worth working for, and that wishing
for something to happen is different from working toward making it happen. More
importantly, you learn that in order to achieve success, you need direction,
discipline, and perseverance.

You also learn that no one can do it all alone and its OK to risk asking for help.

You learn that the only thing you must truly fear is the great robber baron of
all time: FEAR itself. You learn to step right into and through your fears,
because you know that whatever happens you can handle it, and to give in to fear
is to give away the right to live life on your terms.

You learn to fight for your life and not to squander it living under a cloud of
impending doom. You learn that life isn't always fair, you don't always get what
you think you deserve, and that sometimes bad things happen to unsuspecting,
good people. On these occasions you learn not to personalize things. You learn
that God isn't punishing you or failing to answer your prayers. It's just life
happening. And you learn to deal with evil in its most primal state - the ego.

You learn that negative feelings such as anger, envy, and resentment must be
understood and redirected, or they will suffocate the life out of you and poison
the universe that surrounds you.

You learn to admit when you are wrong and to build bridges instead of walls. You
learn to be thankful and to take comfort in many of the simple things that we
take for granted, things that millions of people upon the earth can only dream
about: a full refrigerator, clean running water, a soft warm bed, a long hot shower.

Slowly, you begin to take responsibility for yourself... by yourself, and you
try to make yourself a promise

[zaslona3]

As best as you can...


First the doctor told me the good news-
I was going to have a disease named after me.

Steve Martin