onsdag, maj 10, 2006
LIVING WITH WAR
"Well... uh... I haven't heard it... yet!"
LIVING WITH WAR
strong stuff for a bad conciousness.
Doesn't bother Junior... it seems... uh...
he's gone fishing ...again.
- but there's no way to get around it -
!!!LET'S IMPEACH THE PRESIDENT!!!
søndag, maj 07, 2006
They used to think they had the best governing systems too, but now their fate at least in that area is rapidly fainting, which threatens to leave them in the same limbo the shell-shocked Germans found themselves in after World War 1.
As the Germans could blame the Jews for their misfortune, Danes these days blame Muslims. In Denmark you don't need a whether man to tell which way the wind blows.
BEWARE of the meglomania inherited in the national character! In a world of inter-racial changes it's rapidly turning into a howling paranoia, leaving them far more dangerous than the pre-war Germans ever were.
No reason for panic though, the Vikings won't return. Danish men is said to have it more in their mouth than in their pants, likewise their actions is more in their heads than their hands.
But thoughts residing in the head today, are the spirit of tomorrow. That spirit of greed and envy expresses itself through fear and hate to a degree, that sooner or later will mean the end of the good old Danes.
I pity them so much.
Most of all I pity those who think they're changing the world by declining to do nothing, but focusing on their own navel, how beautiful though it might be. Who fights their windmills, even if death it might take. It's called diversion, but distraction is more often what it turns out to be.
Everything changes, a natural law they resists in Denmark, because they don't know it's natural, furiously fighting their windmills.
Another thing they don't know either, is no matter how much you resist change, things will change anyway. The really scary part is, then things will change them - and very seldom anything better comes out of a forced, unrecognized change.
That's why we gotta fight everyday for a lot more than just our belly-buttons.
"My ship's been split to splinters and it's sinking fast / I'm drowning in the poison, got no future got no past /But my heart is not weary, it's light and it's free / I've got nothing but affection for those who sailed with me /Everybody is moving, if they aint already there / Everybody got to move somewhere /Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow / I know that things is gonna change right about now /My clothes are wet, tight on my skin / But not as tight as the corner I've painted myself in /The future it is endless, cold as clay / You can always come back, but you can't come back all the way / Only one thing I did wrong / Stayed in Missisippi a day too long." (Bob Dylan)
torsdag, maj 04, 2006
They have colours ranging from
whitish pink to solomon,
from rosa to amber.
Some have a greenish hue
shimmering into the black-blue.
Black pearls are available as well.
Their confirmed English name is Hematite.
They have a deep metalic shine and a reflection from another world.
Due to their strong magnetic quality, they're suposed to have a strengthening effect on blood and bone cells, and therefore a favorite among healers.
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