tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78554138983018982142024-03-05T06:54:07.578+02:00RepresentationAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.comBlogger187125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-73440092398352133622013-03-25T01:16:00.001+02:002013-03-25T01:16:09.159+02:00quotes<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 17.98611068725586px;">“Nothing on this planet can compare with a woman’s love—it is kind and compassionate, patient and nurturing, generous and sweet and unconditional. Pure. If you are her man, she will walk on water and through a mountain for you, too, no matter how you’ve acted out, no matter what crazy thing you’ve done, no matter the time or demand. If you are her man, she will talk to you until there just aren’t any more words left to say, encourage you when you’re at rock bottom and think there just isn’t any way out, hold you in her arms when you’re sick, and laugh with you when you’re up. And if you’re her man and that woman loves you—I mean really loves you?—she will shine you up when you’re dusty, encourage you when you’re down, defend you even when she’s not so sure you were right, and hang on your every word, even when you’re not saying anything worth listening to. And no matter what you do, no matter how many times her friends say you’re no good, no matter how many times you slam the door on the relationship, she will give you her very best and then some, and keep right on trying to win over your heart, even when you act like everything she’s done to convince you she’s The One just isn’t good enough.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 17.98611068725586px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 17.98611068725586px;">That’s a woman’s love—it stands the test of time, logic, and all circumstance. ” </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 17.98611068725586px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 17.98611068725586px;">― </span>Steve HarveyAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-39311770944752728302013-01-24T15:42:00.003+02:002013-01-24T15:42:45.175+02:00Бог<br />
Для кого-то Бог на небе, а для кого-то в собственном сердце. И этот Бог в сердце не даёт опуститься ниже определённого человеческого уровня... Он не позволит ударить ногой собаку, обидеть старика, плохо относиться к родителям.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-43087804907332714542013-01-02T14:53:00.001+02:002013-01-05T13:31:11.916+02:00quotes from web<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.333333969116211px; line-height: 18.88888931274414px;">Измена — ИНДИКАТОР отсутствия любви. Любимым не изменяют. Не из соображений морали. Просто не хочется. Ведь любимый — значит, самый желанный. А если не так, значит — не любовь это. Значит, за любовь принимается что-то другое. И счастья в такой паре не будет, потому что не бывает счастья без любви. Поэтому не надо пытаться сохранять отношения, в которых измена присутствует в любом виде!</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">If a problem can be solved . . . Why you worry ;) ;)</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">If a problem cannot be solved . . .Why you worry ;) :D</span><br />
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<span id=".reactRoot[160].[1][2][1]{comment144746869011608_339094}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[0]" style="background-color: #f1f2f6; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><span id=".reactRoot[160].[1][2][1]{comment144746869011608_339094}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[0].[0]">- Forgive me ... - Why?</span><br id=".reactRoot[160].[1][2][1]{comment144746869011608_339094}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[0].[1]" /><span id=".reactRoot[160].[1][2][1]{comment144746869011608_339094}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[0].[2]">- That i have hurt you ... - I forgive you.</span><br id=".reactRoot[160].[1][2][1]{comment144746869011608_339094}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[0].[3]" /><span id=".reactRoot[160].[1][2][1]{comment144746869011608_339094}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[0].[4]">- That i have cheated ... - I forgive you.</span><br id=".reactRoot[160].[1][2][1]{comment144746869011608_339094}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[0].[5]" /><span id=".reactRoot[160].[1][2][1]{comment144746869011608_339094}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[0].[6]">- That i have lied ... - I forgive you.</span><br id=".reactRoot[160].[1][2][1]{comment144746869011608_339094}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[0].[7]" /><span id=".reactRoot[160].[1][2][1]{comment144746869011608_339094}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[0].[8]">- That i have been with others, forgetting about you ... - I forgive you. </span></span><span id=".reactRoot[160].[1][2][1]{comment144746869011608_339094}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[3]" style="background-color: #f1f2f6; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><span id=".reactRoot[160].[1][2][1]{comment144746869011608_339094}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[3].0"><br id=".reactRoot[160].[1][2][1]{comment144746869011608_339094}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[3].0.[0]" /><span id=".reactRoot[160].[1][2][1]{comment144746869011608_339094}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[3].0.[1]">- That i left you alone ... - I forgive you and you please forgive me...</span><br id=".reactRoot[160].[1][2][1]{comment144746869011608_339094}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[3].0.[2]" /><span id=".reactRoot[160].[1][2][1]{comment144746869011608_339094}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[3].0.[3]">- You? For what? - That i do not love you anymore ...</span></span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-60344016139524229972012-12-31T20:16:00.000+02:002012-12-31T20:16:02.817+02:00New year poem :)<div style="text-align: center;">
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А хочешь, я тебе открою тайну?</div>
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Один такой мал-ю-ю-ю-сенький секрет?</div>
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Знай... люди не встречаются случайно,</div>
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Случайностей, поверь мне, в жизни нет.</div>
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Не веришь? Ну тогда, хотя б, послушай,</div>
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Не бойся, я тебя не обману,</div>
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Представь себе, что существуют души,</div>
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Настроенные на одну струну.</div>
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Как звёзды в бесконечности Вселенной</div>
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Они блуждают сотнями дорог,</div>
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Чтоб встретиться когда-то... непременно...</div>
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Но лишь тогда, когда захочет Бог,</div>
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Для них нет норм в привычном пониманьи,</div>
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Они - свободны, как паренье птиц,</div>
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Для них не существует расстояний,</div>
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Условностей, запретов и границ...</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-9813438181552493452012-12-05T22:01:00.000+02:002012-12-05T22:02:30.996+02:00spider net... in other words my social network :)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">"But as a couple ... I think we’re done...You speak about freedom. This is your lucky day.”</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-47554122493937232232012-11-28T16:49:00.002+02:002012-11-28T17:20:48.759+02:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-86921210412170225302012-11-23T10:56:00.001+02:002012-11-23T10:56:09.858+02:00the limits of ego...and opposite<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">“I do not exist to impress the world. I exist to live my life in a way that will make me happy. ” </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"> </span><br />
~Richard Bach~<br />
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One day rich family went to country side to show their son how poor people live there. They spend one day in farm with a family. When they went home next day dad asked to his son: "How did you liked this trip?"</div>
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Son answered: "I liked it much dad"</div>
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Dad: "Did you saw how poor people can be?"</div>
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Son: ""Yes!"</div>
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Dad: "And what you have learned?"</div>
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Son: "I saw they have 4 dogs when we have just one. I saw they have river that goes till horizon, but we have just a pool. They have sky full of stars, when we have just lamps. Our courtyard is till fence, they own all horizon..."</div>
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Dad was sitting quite...</div>
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Son noted: "Thanks dad that you showed how poor we are" </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-26187292302562204432012-10-28T12:26:00.001+02:002012-10-28T12:26:50.787+02:00A joke<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.111111640930176px; line-height: 16.481481552124023px;">Lady goes to the market to buy a chicken, seller gives her one and she takes it and pokes it, squeeze it, smells it and holds it up and down and explores it wings - she examines it from inside and outside and gives it back to seller saying : "I dont like it..." On what seller says: "lady I ask your pardon me for asking but could you pass the test like that..."</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-68410632606488305362012-10-28T12:25:00.001+02:002012-10-28T12:25:48.994+02:00Love<br />
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"When I look into your eyes, I see all that i have missed for, all that I need, all that person could desire - more than it is ever possible to get. Sometimes come moments when these desires becomes the reason, content, breath, fire and miracle of life. It is possible to realize and feel it deeply so clearly maybe just for a few minutes or seconds time by time, but in these moments life stops and the world stops to rotate. It reborns. Or maybe finally born. Love is something that can never be filled. Never. So it never ends."</div>
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~Laura Tabūna~</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-72954846891784761822012-10-28T12:23:00.001+02:002012-10-28T12:23:24.099+02:00Beautiful quote<br />
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If somebody would say that i have blue eyes, but would not give a mirror, i would believe all my life that i have blue eyes. The mirror is culture, education, self-awareness and cognition of others. When i look in this mirror i think: "How small i am". Without mirror i can go through life without realizing that i am small. Unless near will not appear someone really big. But also this big, without mirror will not realize, that he is big.</div>
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/"Suada - sadedzināta dzīva", Sētava, Rīga, 2008/</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-41401715484232034832012-05-22T13:22:00.003+03:002012-05-22T13:22:48.228+03:00Simple, Complicated, ComplexTrying to complete topic about complexity mentioned the last about structure & behaviour interconnection...regarding that i liked a lot model of <span class="full-name"><span class="given-name">Jurgen</span> <span class="family-name">Appelo [http://www.noop.nl/2010/09/simplicity-a-new-model.html]</span></span><br />
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<span class="full-name"><span class="family-name">but from my point of view i had to revise it ... </span></span><br />
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<span class="full-name"><span class="family-name">but the way he put all together is BEAUTIFUL...regarding the structure & organisation & emergent behaviour....</span></span><br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-12726421777301575382012-05-13T13:48:00.000+03:002012-05-13T13:48:54.710+03:00wayit is important to be true... and if after someone judge you because of what you love, care or have done in your life...it is their way...<br />
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When they kept on questioning him, he straightened up and said to them, "If any
one of you is without sin, let him be the first to throw a stone at her."<br />
~ John 8:7~<br />
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You, therefore, have no excuse, you who pass judgment on someone else, for at
whatever point you judge the other, you are condemning yourself, because you who
pass judgment do the same things.<br />
<span class="crossverse">~ Romans 2:1~</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-79858028230841645102012-05-08T11:24:00.002+03:002012-05-08T11:24:56.449+03:00What you got ?Do not go to the next calculation before you have finished the previous one..<br /><br />You do not ever need to write or remember the answers, just do it using your mind.<br /><br />You'll be surprised.<br /><br />Start:<br /><br /><br /><br />How much is:<br /><br />15 + 6<br /><br />
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<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />You just thought about a red hammer, didn't you?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-35381746770273019222012-04-22T14:24:00.001+03:002012-04-22T14:24:22.863+03:00something beautiful about love<strong>You know it. </strong><br />
<span><span>Do You know, where is infinity? It is in Your eyes. There, where the sky-blue rays touch each other, joining into a point, darker than a shadow of night. Your eyes are like two gates to our dreams. I dive into them as in a small dark lake at full moon in the middle of a forest. Only peace and our heartbeats are there. Silence. No words, no excuses, no explanations, just You and I and the power between us.</span></span><br />
<span><span>These eyes </span></span><br />
<span><span>- </span><span> Depth of Universe </span></span><br />
<span><span>- Blue of Sea </span><span> </span></span><br />
<span><span>There’s all what</span><span> There has to be. </span><span> </span></span><br />
<span><span>Do You know the location of Heaven? It is near You. To hold Your hands, to touch Your hair, waving in the wind, to feel Your breath- it can’t be compared to some angels in the clouds. You are my Angel and my Heaven is near You. </span><span> </span></span><br />
<span><span>Nowhere in Universe</span><span> Is a place like it’s here;</span><span> </span></span><br />
<span><span>Nowhere in Universe</span><span> As long as You’re near.</span><span> </span></span><br />
<span><span>The heat of love, the fire of feelings. Why do I stop breathing when I look at You? Why does Your smile give Me wings to meet You in the clouds? I have never asked You, You have never answered. Why? Was I afraid that the wind would take my words away when We were sitting under the big oak on the top of a hill, watching the sun going down. Silent splashes of waves on the bank of the river, purple rays and their reflections on the water…The wind whispers secret words in the leaves of the oak…I hide My face into Your hair and feel Your flavour of violets. I didn’t tell You, You didn’t hear, but we both felt. You felt the words that didn’t need to be cried aloud, the words I whisper now -</span><strong><span> </span></strong></span><br />
<span><strong><span>“I love You!” </span></strong></span><br />
<span> </span><span><span>~Dzintars A. </span></span><span>~</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-87682263964968355502012-04-17T15:30:00.000+03:002012-04-17T15:30:03.505+03:00friend<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<strong>A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart</strong> and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words.</div>
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Un amico è qualcuno che conosce la canzone nel tuo cuore e può cantartela di nuovo quando tu hai dimenticato le parole</div>
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<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">“A
soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit
our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves
step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are; we can be
loved for who we are and not for who we’re pretending to be. Each
unveils the best part of the other. No matter what else goes wrong
around us, with that one person we’re safe in our own paradise. Our
soulmate is someone who shares our deepest longings, our sense of
direction. When we’re two balloons, and together our direction is up,
chances are we’ve found the right person. Our soulmate is the one who
makes life come to life.”<br /> ~Richard Bach~</span></h6>
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<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">The problem is that people sometimes open the locks being not them :) Earlier or later all lies become visible... and then locks that have been opened are changed...and it is hard to trust other people... We are that we are and if we cant be as we are (even if reality is cruel) we havnt found soul mate... we have just found sweet lies that will hurt us.. and if person havnt been ours...it is better that she/he goes...people love theater, like to fight for things and love them, like love their works because believe they are essence of life (yes our works show essence of life...but)...but forgot that there could not be love without people that love them and there couldn't be essence of life without living life...sometimes it is worth to stop and look on the tree near your home and you will see it different as you have "seen" it all the time ... often the essential things that create our life we dont see or try not to see... but without them there is emptiness....</span></h6>
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<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">I can thank destiny, God and faith that i have what i have - someone i can trust the same as i trust myself :) Somebody that i can call honest, pure, loving and beautiful in all aspects that can human being have, even if there is heavy thoughts, irony i can understand it - because it is real and logical... IT IS REAL!</span></h6>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-33601018149371828242011-11-17T12:43:00.000+02:002011-11-17T12:43:43.651+02:00Bon Jovi-Thank You For Loving Me<iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ESOVrc4K3CQ?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="459"></iframe>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-80786226971671511352011-10-09T01:23:00.002+03:002011-10-09T01:23:30.569+03:00honesty, patience and love are treasures of soul Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-67305707458130119812011-09-03T12:35:00.000+03:002011-09-03T12:35:47.094+03:00:)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-74285431321708913672011-06-01T12:54:00.002+03:002011-06-02T22:36:02.691+03:00strange<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhshyphenhyphen1UMjzglnyJsbsdzJlHJt2e7JyGd38oS1_WEIG-nsUkhJAFaRUtd5vHhiw4D5Z1FdqBXb3svyS9zwIojSVnwKTfK0xCONiOsEk4EVLcbDQO0kOoj4BBmFGYE0owAz9RB4rtIgI1ySWG/s1600/01062011184.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhshyphenhyphen1UMjzglnyJsbsdzJlHJt2e7JyGd38oS1_WEIG-nsUkhJAFaRUtd5vHhiw4D5Z1FdqBXb3svyS9zwIojSVnwKTfK0xCONiOsEk4EVLcbDQO0kOoj4BBmFGYE0owAz9RB4rtIgI1ySWG/s320/01062011184.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>around the sun is the circle of rainbow- i see something like this<br />
first in my life!!!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855413898301898214.post-29608377217061640912011-05-29T16:11:00.000+03:002011-05-29T16:11:50.382+03:00from Paulo Coelho's Blog<div class="entry-head"> <h1 class="entry-title"> <a href="http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2011/05/29/character-of-the-week-yoda/" rel="bookmark" title="Permanent Link to Character of the week: Yoda">Character of the week: Yoda</a> </h1><div class="entry-meta"> Published on <abbr class="published entry-date" title="2011-05-29T00:11:41+0000">May 29, 2011</abbr> in <span class="entry-categories"><a href="http://paulocoelhoblog.com/category/character-of-the-week/" title="View all posts in Character of the Week">Character of the Week</a></span>. <span class="entry-comments"><a class="commentslink" href="http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2011/05/29/character-of-the-week-yoda/#comments" title="Comment on Character of the week: Yoda"><span></span></a></span> </div></div><div id="fb_share_1" style="float: left; margin-left: -90px; margin-top: -60px;"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/sharer.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fpaulocoelhoblog.com%2F2011%2F05%2F29%2Fcharacter-of-the-week-yoda%2F&t=Character%20of%20the%20week%3A%20Yoda%20%C2%AB%20Paulo%20Coelho%27s%20Blog&src=sp" name="fb_share" style="text-decoration: none;" type="box_count"><span class="fb_share_size_Small fb_share_count_wrapper"><span></span><span class="fb_share_count_nub_top "></span><span class="fb_share_count fb_share_count_top"><span class="fb_share_count_inner">3924</span></span><span class="FBConnectButton FBConnectButton_Small" style="cursor: pointer;"><span class="FBConnectButton_Text">Share</span></span></span></a></div><center><img alt="" src="http://i52.tinypic.com/2cyn1b4.jpg" /></center> “Do or do not… there is no try.”<br />
“Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering.”<br />
“War does not make one great.”<br />
“Death is a natural part of life. Rejoice for those around you who transform into the Force. Mourn them do not. Miss them do not. Attachment leads to jealously. The shadow of greed, that is.”<br />
“That is why you fail. (<em>in response to Luke saying, “I don’t believe it</em>.”).” <br />
“Powerful you have become, the dark side I sense in you.”<br />
“If so powerful you are, why leave?”<br />
“Clear, your mind must be if you are to discover the real villains behind the plot.”<br />
“Train yourself to let go of everything you fear to lose.” <br />
“You must feel the Force around you. Here, between you, me, the tree, the rock… everywhere! Even between the land and the ship.”<br />
“To the Force, look for guidance. Accept what fate has placed before us.”<br />
“May the Force be with you.”<br />
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<em><strong>Yoda</strong> is a master in the Star Wars universe</em>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614092245434089888noreply@blogger.com0