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Today`s Thoughts - May 10, 2011 by romankrimker

Tue, 10 May 2011 09:01:22 EST

1. At any rate, enemies are more consistent than friends.

2. Narrow-minded people reach their goals much faster.

3. If you want someone to choke, ask him whether he likes the food.

4. Hard times are best for hard-on.

5. If you free your mind, you will go crazy.

Satisfaction, Erection, Freedom by romankrimker

Fri, 4 Feb 2011 18:26:14 EST

1. Satisfaction is a great destroyer of erection.

2.The only reason to be unsatisfied is that there is no reason for satisfaction.

3. Freedom is a lack of everything, be it satisfaction or erection.

The issue eternal in its abscence. by romankrimker

Wed, 3 Nov 2010 20:16:37 EST

The issue which seems to be unsolvable for me as a philosopher concerns the essence of zero. What is it? Is it present or absent? Does it exist or not ? What I can cautiously say about it is that zero is eternal in its absence, but that is not much...

for the worse by romankrimker

Tue, 12 Oct 2010 09:17:36 EST

If things in general changed for the best, we would get younger every day, but since it does not happen, therefore everything is going for the worse. And how then we can save the best for last?

human and humane- is that us? by romankrimker

Sat, 9 Oct 2010 18:57:49 EST

I wish we could prove we are human and therefore humane not only while registering for some site or service in the web and being asked to type some codes, letters and figures,in order to prove we are not software robots or spiders or whatever- but in real life- to prove that we are people in real life is much harder than do it on the internet...

the world of the mind by romankrimker

Fri, 1 Oct 2010 20:09:42 EST

The world of the mind is the only real world- all others are illusory ones created by the latter. When you realize this, then the previous reality ceases to exist...

H Miracle by tershemkin

Fri, 25 Jun 2010 18:26:39 EST

So I'm new here...

I've been into photography for a couple years now. Recently focusing on HDR... but also on multiplicity shots.

I have a Nikon D60... but I've always had the heart for Canons... so I may be making the jump back. After all, I've used Canons for almost 10 years!!!

Oh well...

That's all for now...

H Miracle

Devious Journal Entry by EclecticReplicant

Tue, 20 Apr 2010 13:58:48 EST

Wile there are limits to success, the capacity for failure is infinite. And I'm trapped in the infinite.

Oh my Many Blogs... by SethD8

Wed, 16 Dec 2009 06:20:36 EST

I don't know why we are here, but I'm pretty sure that it is not in order to enjoy ourselves.

- Ludwig Wittgenstein

Hello Creatives!

I would love to add one more blog to my schedule of blogging but I am full. If you would like to read some of my blogs you may do so at one of the following sites:

http://di.giverse.com

http://dimensionalbliss.com

http://lightevolver.sethd8.com

http://sethd8.livejournal.com

I hope you take a moment to visit one of my blogs and let me know what you think.

Namaste!

A Different Christmas Carol by Buddy

Sun, 13 Dec 2009 22:32:09 EST

There was once a hard working entrepreneur named Ebenezer Scrooge.

Who labored industriously in his little business firm just to make ends meet.

Although he had been amassing enough wealth for a small fortune, he knew darn well that nobody would reserve any respect for those who had no money.

It was in the midst of a so-called Christmas Season when one of Ebenezer Scrooges underling, a clerk by the name of Bob Cratchit ask for his help, regarding his crippled son named Tiny Tim. Scrooge told Cratchit that he is still doing some inventories for the company that he could not immediately help Mr. Cratchit in his problem. Mr. Cratchit took this as a refusal and sadly left for home.

The Christmas season is upon us many had said, but Scrooge dismissed the whole tradition. He had reasons not to celebrate the season, far more than just finding yourself a year older, and not an hour richer.

For one thing, Ebenezer knows far too well that Christmas is nothing but a agan celebration called Feast of the Winter Solstice...It was the birthday of the ancient god Mithra and scheming Christians took this holiday and dressed it up to become Jesus Christs birthday.

But it seemed the human race had embraced this tomfoolery and is gullible enough to take it for granted.

Ebenezer Scrooge also saw the hypocrisy of this season; he saw how the rich amassed gifts, toys and abundance of food. While the truly needy folk scurries in the corners of the street, still begging for alms, freezing in the cold.

Mankind is too pretentious, singing their carols, carving their turkeys, clergies sing praises to a defunct and foreign god, while a larger half of the population starve and sleep in the evening snow. Surely, if one comprehends all this, if one could muster all logic and observe the tradition objectively, Humbug is the toned down, right word to describe the season of abomination.

A true lover of mankind, giving all the resources and necessary steps could help his fellow even without this Christmas rubbish... Ebenezer told himself. You dont have to be a show-off, give love and gifts in just one day or season...A true righteous slob can give gifts, love and goodwill the whole year round.

After finishing his inventories, Ebenezer hid his gains in a safe, but left a large amount and put it in a separate safe box.

That night, Ebenezer retires.

But suddenly, he was awakened by the spirit of his former business partner, Jacob Marley.

Frightfully looking, Jacob Marley warned Scrooge that he will be visited by the ghosts of Christmas Past, Christmas Present and Christmas Future.

But Scrooge stood up from bed and told Jacob Marleys ghost to haunt those clergies and parish priests who had been deceiving the majority about Christmas instead. He even chastised the visiting spirit of being deceived by the whole Christmas thing!

Jacob Marleys ghost just stood there, mouth hanging down as Scrooge, told him about the true nature of Christmas.

As soon as Jacob Marleys ghost vanishes, Ebenezer Scrooge sat beside his bookshelf and opened a biography book of Charles Darwin, waiting for the ghost of Christmas Past to drop by.

The ghost of Christmas Past arrived and showed Scrooge about his past. But Scrooge countered with his own visions of Christmas Past; Scrooge showed the ghost how heretics and pagan protesters died in the torture chambers and garrotes from the hands of zealot Christians just to impose Christmas as Lord Jesus birthday. He showed the ghost of Christmas Past how Christians stole Mithras birthday and turns it into Jesus birthday. The Ghost of Christmas Past bowed its head in shame and turned away.

Scrooge smiled and went back to his readings. Then came the Ghost of Christmas Present; the ghost looked like Santa Clause that had a horrible, decaying face. Scrooge only laughs at the ghost and said it fits the image of the season perfectly. The ghost showed Scrooge what people thought of him behind his back. The ghost even showed Scrooge Tiny Tim and his sorrowful condition.

But Scrooge took the ghosts beard and hauled him to the streets, where the sad, the forgotten and downtrodden walked the icy streets. He even showed the ghost all the rich and powerful merrily enjoying Christmas with their children, gifts, food and yule log.

Then, Ebenezer Scrooge cussed at the Ghost of Christmas Present, telling him what a pretentious bastard he is, just like the rich followers of the season!

Because of intense indignity, the Ghost of Christmas Present dissolves into a foul vapor, never to return.

Again, Ebenezer Scrooge sits back into his couch and begins to read, this time a book about Richard Dawkins.

The Ghost of Christmas Future arrives radiating a cold, death-like atmosphere. Ebenezer Scrooge chuckled at the sight and shook his head; he told the visitor to be more original for the Ghost of Christmas Future resembles the likeness of Charon, the boatman of the river Styx in Greek Mythology.

Christmas is already a pagan festivity, stolen by sweet Jesus, now they try to dress you up too? was Ebenezers laughing words.

The ghost showed Ebenezer what will be the world like after Ebenezers death. But to the ghosts surprise, the ghost saw that Ebenezers epitaph was done in marble and he was buried in the grounds of a large university with an inscription saying: For dear Ebenezer, we owe him the light that erased all ignorance.

It turned out that Ebenezer have abolished Christmas and Tiny Tim, who had grown up erected a large university dedicated to science, commerce and technology to enlighten the whole town from traditional deceit and superstitions.

Ebenezer was later mobbed down and clubbed to death by the last remaining Christian zealots who were considered criminals by the town mayor.

Ebenezer just looked at The Ghost of Christmas Future and waved goodbye. The ghost sneered and left defeated. Ebenezer just sat down and read a book about Carl Sagan.

Suddenly, the room was filled with holy light.

Ebenezer stood up and saw the so-called loving-savior Jesus Christ standing in front of him. Ebenezer stood up and stared at Jesus in the eye, face to face.

The image just stood there, motionless.

Ebenezer confronted the unmoving image.

What is your true purpose of deceiving the whole world?

There are many savior gods before you... most of them, you blatantly stole their concept...perhaps youre nothing but an assembled icon, used by those who entail their will against others. So be gone and be gone I say!

The image of Jesus gradually fizzled out of sight.

Thus, Ebenezer had a good night sleep.

In the morning, Ebenezer took the separated money he hid in his other safe and paid a visit to Mr. Crichats house. He used the money to put Tiny Tim to a hospital where Tiny Tim was cured from his ailment.

That night, Mr. Crichats family invited Scrooge to their Christmas banquet. He was assigned to read a Christmas story. But instead, Mr. Scrooge read to them the history of pagan Christmas and challenged the folks to scrutinize the claims of religion. Because of this, Tiny Tim was inspired to search for the truth...

there's an emptiness. - 24.10.09 by drunk.kid.catholic

Fri, 23 Oct 2009 21:29:22 EST

you know that feeling when you get back an assignment or test & you think you've done really well then you see the person next to you with a higher mark,

or when your really excited to buy the new album of your favourite band only to find out that it's sold out,

or even when you think you have a connection with someone then you see someone else does too..

that's how I feel.

I am happy,

but not as happy as I wish I could be.

but then again who is?

Who is as happy as they'll ever want to be?

I guess we're all striving to reach the peak of the heirachy of needs, wants and dreams.

She is my Venus by jack-the-drunk

Thu, 23 Jul 2009 15:57:05 EST

Psychedelics toughts runninig with scissors in my head ,Venus is that taught . She is the one responsable for that gravity free feeling i have inside me at the moment. No I'm no more of your world, I'm here moon, lift-off was done on july 12 at 9:30 pacific time with no planning on comming back. She is the one that can understand me, only she can take me away from this filthy world. No more pain, no more itchy scars, She stiched up that old swelling and infected wound on my soul. Now it wont itch no more. Venus is the one that i take to the stars, with here I can become the black hole that will swallow all of your pain I can create the most beautyfull supernova that can light all your paths even the darkest, I can heal the most evil of the humanity wound. Together we are unstoppable, We are faster then the speed of light, harder then diamond, sweeter then honney, stronger then gravity. We are our hown solar system... And I share all my pain with you and I share all my love with you and I share every single thing I am with you. Are you ready to accept the truth ? Are you able to understand my colors ? I'll show you the colors in my head, I'll make you see trough my eye, All this is the brighest and the darkest of my soul, you can admire my darkest secrets but only Venus can make it come out she is the oxygene that make my fire burn; to much or not enough and it will die.

Have you ever fealt the same as I do?

I really do love here.

--Jack-the-Drunk--

Sweetest man ever by wolfgirl493

Sun, 7 Jun 2009 00:31:09 EST

I was at the mall with my aunt, my grandma, and my sister earlier today at around noon. we had spent some time there looking for some shoes and new swimsuits. as we were walking in the parking lot towards my grandma's van, an old man around 70 or so stops me. "Well!" he starts to say with a big smile on his face, "When I was your age the girls would walk in packs of at least seven or eight. you are scattered compared to the young women of my time." He pauses for a minute then gets the biggest smile I've seen yet on a person and continues. "I'll bet I know what your boyfriend's name is!" Even though I don't have a boyfriend of any kind, I decided to let him guess anyways. He said, "His name is 'very lucky!' " I have never heard something so sweet come out of a persons mouth like that so I hugged him and told him his wife was luckier than i was. This old man made my day, thats for sure. It's genuine people like that that can make someone's day all the better, no matter what mood your in

Time and on by minhata

Sun, 5 Apr 2009 21:44:32 EST

Who we are is who we be and there's nothing no one can do to tell us otherwise.

Be who you are, no one ever sticks around long enough to make it worthy to change yourself for them.

Scratch that. No one is worth changing yourself for them to like you. If they are worthy they want you the way you are. Period. If they are and want you to change something, like doing more exercise or eating better, or telling you that you are rude to people and they're upset about it, is actually meant to do you good. Hear what they have to give, they might actually have something for you to ponder on and well, be wiser for it.

Stick to what you have, learn to love it, and then learn new tricks. Polish the old ones. Learn to open yourself to people. Hear people that love you - they want good stuff for you. Love people, they might love you back, and loving people is good for you.

Don't regret stuff - it will only haunt you, and you can't go back and do it differently. Learn from it. If you screwed up, fix it. It ain't too late. If it is, learn not to do that again - and move on!

No one's reading this anyway. by greenhouse

Thu, 5 Mar 2009 05:23:07 EST

I was mysteriously invited to "Artician", by whom I do not know, but the design of the site is nice, so I'll give it a try. Who knows, maybe this will be the website where I get famous. *wishful thinking*