mercredi 29 avril 2009

Beware the fanciful desirs!

If we feel sad sometimes it's because we lack something, we express the sadness through writing, tears, hurting ourselves etc ... and it feels good at the time but does not solve the problem, the thing we lack can be different every time and reappear to torment us; we must learn to identify what need cause the suffering, then either fulfill it and gain an ephemeral peace, or strive to gain the capacity to change our point of view and relativize (if we can't have what we love just be able to love what we have), reasonning ourselves because our needs are impossible to satisfy definitively; Our needs are inextinguishable, new ones constantly reappear, the road to happiness will be to satisfy our renascent needs each new day. Woe on those with utopian needs.

samedi 18 avril 2009

The natural Order of the World

"... I learned that the order of the world has nothing to do with God, that God has nothing to do with the world, and for a simple reason: God doesn't exist. It's the priests who simply invented it to fool the stupid and superstitious men. There is no God, or Holy Trinity, or demons or ghosts or vampires arisen from the tombs. Neither exist this death with a woman's face, constantly lurking on the lookout for sinners. All this is only fables for ignoramus, who do not understand the natural order of the world, who do not believe in their own power and take refuge in a blind faith.
Actually, the men themselves determine the course of their lives, and are the sole masters of their destiny. Everyone has the same importance, everyone should know, above all, the meaning and purpose of his action. Believing that his actions only engage oneself is a serious mistake: they gradually shape the image of the sociéty. "

Jerzy KOSINSKI, the Painted Bird

mardi 14 avril 2009

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I need a DEMON CLEANER

samedi 11 avril 2009

vendredi 10 avril 2009

jeudi 9 avril 2009

mardi 7 avril 2009

dimanche 5 avril 2009

vendredi 3 avril 2009

Literature

"The books fascinated me. A world arose between their pages, as real and almost as rich that the world around us. We get into the thoughts and desires of characters which, in life, we would simply pass by without knowing them. "

Jerzy KOSINSKI, The painted bird