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Giveaway of the Year

Aneesoft 3D Flash Gallery 2.0

Noflike Krystdagen!

University of the Philippines Diliman Q. C.

Melchor Hall, College of Engineering

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Under Painting

Notes: painting was done using only three colours: blue, red, and yellow. Primary colours mixed directly in the canvas. Using a medium-size brush. White is not considered a colour. Black was not used.

Ayn Rand, Eckhart Tolle And The Destruction Of America

How To Find Lost Objects

By Professor Solomon. Right-click title and save to download book.

Monumental Dream

Alchemy of Creation

I asked my teacher to supply me with enough clay so I could make something monumental. A minotaur perhaps.

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Mantra

Sylvia was inviting me to one of her group meetings so I could play the guitar while they recite mantras. Self-deprecatingly I told her I'm not really that good. Liesbeth stood up and opened the shiny black piano and started playing the music to the mantra Sylvia just chanted. She was playing by ear. She told me she has very sensitive hearing. I listened and tried to chant the mantra but I couldn't seem to get it right.

Fré the teacher asked me if I was staying longer. He wanted to show me how to do the "bronze finish" on the two blackboard-black figures.

Marianne

I finally met her yesterday. I must have given her the wrong impression. And she told me she didn't know what to do yet. She didn't have the knowledge and experience. She wasn't an expert. But she was willing to help me.

I gave her suggestions. I asked her to call some people up and to find out what she could about the matter. And she did. She told me I was right. She said there was another possibility.

I had called some weeks ago and complained about another matter. I told her some people didn't take me seriously. She probably called the people involved and someone called me up. He tried to listen to me as much as he could and didn't finish our conversation until I was satisfied. He apologized for letting me wait; he said they had a long list. We agreed to close the matter. He was happy I found the solution.

At the door Marianne scolded me for not trusting her. I had warned her that if she didn't come up with the right solution I was going to sleep it off and let things happen. She declared that I was seeing too many problems. She promised to call me up soon.

Picasso

Today I saw him again, my painting teacher at a local store, where about two years ago I bought a reproduction of Vermeer's the Milkmaid -- I mentioned that to him. He was looking around for some housepaint of the right colour. He and I have always very interesting discussions together. We talk about art, styles, methods, principles, techniques, painters, and just about anything that has to do with painting. In others words just about everything. I told him everything has to do with everything. And he liked the idea. He seems to enjoy our conversation because he listens attentively everytime.

I gathered he had studied at the provincial Art Academy; he mentioned it to me a few times. He just told me he makes his living as a painter doing art exhibits from time to time. (He had told me I could do an art exhibit myself if I painted a lot and long enough.) He just bought an old school somewhere and is turning it into his residence together with his girlfriend.

One thing I noticed about him is that he is shy, self-conscious, extremely careful, and very polite. Sometimes apologetic. His posture and body language says it all. Exactly my opposite. I try too hard to be funny or crazy. So it seems. But he doesn't seem to mind: he loves to chat.

At the local painting club they mentioned it. My personal style. And they seem to accept it. Like I couldn't help it. It's just me. One of the members even suggested giving me the honour of thinking of and giving the club its name. As if I could think of the right name just out of the blue. I declined the honour.

I often wonder why people are extremely open towards me. It must be the local mentality.

Stream

Updream or downstream? Whichever!

Resurrection

Being born again. I am dying and yet I am still living. To live is to die. To die is to live. Life cycle. Don't worry!

Poetry

Dead Art. Advertising. Selling!

Thank God

It's Saturday the Forteenth!

Laziness

Too much time to lose.

Approval-seeking

Money-making. Bad habit learned since childhood.

Jesus

Enemy. Love him!

Wisdom

It's not learning or thinking. It's listening and reading.

E. T.

Extra Terrestale. Eckhart Tolle. Prochristianator!

Taoism

Give up. Give in. Give out.

enLightenment

No such thing. It's light and darkness. Photography!

enough is Enough

I am twittering. Me Twit. You Twat!

Fighting

Teach my children well.

sTalking

Don't waste your time on people who are wasting their time.

barGain

The mistakes are just a barGain compared to what I have learned. Many thanks!

Writing

Staring at a blank Windows.

Flu

Last Monday I was supposed to have an appointment with someone. She told me she had flu since last week and that perhaps we could meet the following day. I was immediately reminded of Mexican flu so I told her I could wait until next week. Which is probably not a good idea as well.

Just a thought

Love yourself and others will love you.

On being a teacher

Don't be too eager to teach.

Success is more than external or material show or showing off.

Hego

Darkside of the Way

Before you can find out what really makes you happy you must do the most important things first.

Eletric Guitar

Paul came last week and took my keyboard away. So I decided to buy myself an electric guitar today. I hope to use it to help me become more aware of sound. To help me concentrate.

Shego

Self-coaching

I was able to do a lot of work today. Thanks to my new-found motivation. I also called one job recruiter this afternoon instead of waiting for him to call me. He sent me an e-mail with a docx attachment, which I couldn't read, even with the WordViewer 2003.

To be honest I'm really enjoying myself too much to worry about anything. In fact I wish I could keep doing what I'm doing for a long time. Hopefully until it's time for me to retire.

Moreover I just realized why I have the habit of collecting things. I have been a craftsman since I was a little boy and I love to make things myself. Only I didn't have the time to do so until recently.

Midnight Express Movie Script

Medieval Life

Under Painting

Don't follow the Donkey

Be a leader. Don't be a follower.

More tweets

"There's nothing like listening to Belle Perez early in the morning. You just wanna mover it! No?"

"Borat makes fun of people like himself. It's nice!"

"Ajahn Brahm loves to laugh at his own jokes. What do you expect? He spends most of his time alone. Meditating."

Success sucks

"He had his way and his day. They're laughing at him now. But does it matter? He had made many people envious. They can't forget his smile of satisfaction. And his public humiliation. It's on YT."

Happiness is being here now, not later. The way, not the pay.

Belle Perez - Everything

"Perfection is painful."

Body and soul

The body is limited. Pride and greed have no limits.

Don't sell your body and soul to the Gods.

Belle Perez - Amame

"The (only) purpose of writing is to wake up. To understand things (more) deeply."

Mountain Goats Live at The Independent

What you resist persists.

"The art of suffering is wanting things to be different."

- someone, not the one who who got the copyright for writing it down.

"90% of the universe is dark matter. It is there but no one knows what it is."

If you think it's not true, why believe it? Can't you think for yourself?

Spoilt Bitch

Excitement is the anticipation of pleasure. After the pleasure the gossip.

Don't be a walking disaster

Practice walking meditation.

Suffering leads to liberation thru awareness.

Overdiep Appingedam

8e Bie Daip Shantyfestival Appingedam

Les Souillés de Fond de Cale, Bretagne.

Blurtit

What did Jermaine say to Michael just before he died?

"You don't deserve it. You're black and you're ugly."

What? Did he really? Is there a clip where he says it? Deserve what? The fame?

He wrote a derogatory song about michael and recorded it...it was never published however.

"No, but I think he meant it."

To be or not to be. That's not a question.

Enamorada - Belle Perez

Que Viva La Vida - Belle Perez

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Ik leef niet meer voor jou - Marco Borsato

Don't ask, beg, or supplicate. That's about the lowest you can go. It's like raping yourself.

The Dark Side of Fame

All the world's a stage

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

--Shakespeare

Shadow

a hidden shadow creeps;
the white waterfall
on a quiet water.

the small shadow
under a misty breeze
a river sleeps.

Be what you think you are.

Teach me the way

Teach me how you sing
when you're alone
as silently as
the descent of a star
just to prove you can.
While we share a smile
all the things
we've talked about
tumble across my vision.
Yet we are the world.
Touch my hand
and live forever.

We thought everything was all about us.

Yoga Nidra

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CCleaner

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Congrats!

Graduated.

Shadow Dancing

Promises

As my eyes close tight
in the sunlight
promises of summer
signal an end
to the nightmare.
Look into the streets
ands see the children.
Ask someone for a cigarette
with your dying breath
whenever we stand
on the edge of an abyss.
Our dreams predicted this.

Mindless

Roll up your sleeves
and get started, she said.
Do it without eyes.
Do it mindlessly.
While the night grows still
the agents of destruction
whirl around our feet.
But I don't remember my name.
Do you understand our dream?

After

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The other alternative

Awareness is the root of kindness

The mind is addicted to its thoughts and feelings

Laughing with God

No one’s laughing at God
No one’s laughing at God
No one’s laughing at God
We’re all laughing with God

--Lyrics

Laugh at yourself

And you will laugh at the world. And you will be happy.

Perfectionism

We all make mistakes.
And we can't forget them.
We think they are very important.
Because we worry about the future.
We think we need to keep remembering
our mistakes to learn from them.
And we can't forgive ourselves and others.

The root

Why worry
about not getting
any readers?

Most people
don't care anyway.

We all want readers
but have no time to read.

That's the root
of our problems.

Lesson: It is more blessed to read than to write.

Addiction comes in many forms

What we feed grows.