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marți, 8 ianuarie 2019

Gresit sau Ilegal

Este o mare diferență între "greşit" şi "ilegal".
De multe ori este greşit să fii legal şi corect să fii ilegal.

vineri, 25 ianuarie 2013

Alot of Magic

It is sad..but ironic :)
There is "alot of magic" in this world. Too bad we only see "alot of" ..and no "magic".

duminică, 24 iunie 2012

God..Univers

The Univers...acting a little strange to what I want and what I need.
But...the Univers is the only God I believe in..and exists for real.

marți, 22 mai 2012

messing with divine justice

"They must find it difficult...Those who have taken authority as truth, Rather than truth as the authority."
-G. Massey, Egyptologist

The more you begin to investigate, what we think we understand, where we came from, what we think we are doing, the more you begin to see we've been lied to.

We've been lied to by every institution, what makes you think for one minute that the religous institution is the only one that has never been touched?

The religous institutions of this world are at THE BOTTOM of the dirt.

The religous institutions in this world are put there by the same people who gave you your government, your corrupt education, who set up your international banking cartels,
because our masters don't give a damn about you or your family, all they care about is what they always have cared about and that's controlling the whole damned world.

We have been mislead away from the true and divine presense OF the universe that men have called God.

I don't know what God is but I know what he isn't, and unless and until you are prepared to look at the whole truth, where ever it may go, who ever it may lead to, if you want to look the other way or if you want to play favorites,
then somewhere along the line you are going to find out you are messing with divine justice.

The more you educate yourself, the more you understand where things come from, the more obvious things become, and you begin to see lies everywhere, you'll have to know the truth and seek the truth and the truth will set you free.

joi, 17 mai 2012

I'M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE

"I don't have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. It's a depression. Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their job. The dollar buys a nickel's work, banks are going bust, shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter. Punks are running wild in the street and there's nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do, and there's no end to it. We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat, and we sit watching our TV's while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes, as if that's the way it's supposed to be. We know things are bad - worse than bad. They're crazy. It's like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don't go out anymore. We sit in the house, and slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller, and all we say is, 'Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials and I won't say anything. Just leave us alone.' Well, I'm not gonna leave you alone. I want you to get mad! I don't want you to protest. I don't want you to riot - I don't want you to write to your congressman because I wouldn't know what to tell you to write. I don't know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street. All I know is that first you've got to get mad. You've got to say, 'I'm a HUMAN BEING, Goddamnit! My life has VALUE!' 
So I want you to get up now. I want all of you to get up out of your chairs. I want you to get up right now and go to the window. Open it, and stick your head out, and yell, 'I'M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!' I want you to get up right now, sit up, go to your windows, open them and stick your head out and yell - 'I'm as mad as hell and I'm not going to take this anymore!' Things have got to change. But first, you've gotta get mad!... You've got to say, 'I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take this anymore!' Then we'll figure out what to do about the depression and the inflation and the oil crisis. But first get up out of your chairs, open the window, stick your head out, and yell, and say it: 
"I'M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!"
Howard Beale (Network-1976)

Nu uita...

Nu uita niciodata de unde ai pornit si strange mereu mana celui ce te-a ajutat.

sâmbătă, 8 ianuarie 2011

Nu sunt rasist...doar corectez greseli

- De ce nu mai vin oamenii in "oraselul copiilor"? ..poate din cauza surplusului de tigani, cocalari si o combinatie de ratati.
- De ce, iarna fiind, in "oraselul copiilor" se baga muzica house si rahaturi de la TV in loc de colinde si muzica specifica sezonului?
- De ce muzica din baruri (nu cluburi) este data foarte tare, incat trebuie sa tipi la cel de langa tine pentru a va auzi. (RETARDED)
- De ce dati bani tiganilor care vin si cersesc in loc sa dati unui batran care cu siguranta ii va volosi intr-un scop mai util.
- De ce vi se pare ca traiti intr-o tara democrata cand aveti zeci/sute de restrictii la propriile drepturi?
- De ce p**a mea va cumparati telefoane de zeci de milioane si dupa tineti cartela goala si asteptati sa fiti sunati si iesiti in oras 3 ore la un suc.
- De ce exista oameni prosti si cu bani. De le cumpara copiilor masini de viteza de 'n' mii de euro si dupa se plang ca a murit intors pe un stalp.
- De ce planifici o ora cu cineva si dupa cand ajungi si vezi ca esti singur, celalalt te suna si zice "ajung in 2 minute", si el defapt vine peste 15minute. Spune dacu de la inceput "bah intarzii 15minute, scuze" sa stim si noi daca mergem sa ne luam o apa sau sa mai fumam o tigara.
DE CE PULA MEA SUNTETI PROSTI PUSI GRAMADA?

sâmbătă, 2 octombrie 2010

Protest.. degeaba

Revolta cu oua?
Nu mai suport atata cacat in tara asta. Chiar si cand deschid televizorul.. tot a cacat pute. Chiar atat de prost este neamul asta. Ne omoram intre noi...
Ma uitam la televizor pe Antena3 si ce sa vad? O "revolta cu oua"! Intre cine? Intre Sanitas si Jandarmerie.
Ceva ce nu prea am inteles.. nascuti in aceeasi tara, vorbesc aceeasi limba, respira acelasi aer.. si totusi, cand este vorba de momente grele in tara.. ei ce fac? Arunca cu oua unii in altii.
De ce transformati ceva atat de simplu, in ceva atat de complicat? Sunteti inapti? Retarzi mintali? ..va place sa mancati cacat dimineata, la pranz si seara..? Eventual putin si in somn pentru a trece cu bine peste noapte.
Este atat de greu sa deschideti putin ochii si sa priviti poza de aproape? Eu m-am saturat de toti politicienii corupti care nu misca nici macar un deget pentru tara..ci doar pentru a indesa mai multi bani in buzunar.
Am impresia ca suntem o tara de masochisti.. ca altfel nu-mi explic.

Suntem toti in aceeasi oala.. iar cei din umbra arunca din ce in ce mai multe lemne pe foc. Exista doua solutii. Ori ne gatesc si ne pun garnitura.. ori da oala in foc si se ard... voi alegeti.

joi, 30 septembrie 2010

My life has value!

"I don't know what to do about depression, inflation, the Russians, the crime in the streets. All I know is that first you've got to get mad! You've got to say..
"I'm a human being, goddamn it! My life has value!"
(Network-1976)

marți, 28 septembrie 2010

"The Revolution is Now"

There is no game to learn and get better... the game is to find out what I already was

(Zeitgeist, the movie)

Bill Hicks îsi încheia spectacolele cu urmãtoarele fraze:

*Viata este ca un carusel dintr-un parc de distractii. Ne dãm în el si credem cã e ceva real...atât de puternice ne sunt mintile. Iar caruselul o ia în sus, în jos, apoi se învârteste si se învârteste. Ne oferã senzatii tari si ne dã fiori, e foarte viu colorat... e foarte zgomotos si ne simtim bine.. pentru un timp.

Unii se dau cam de mult timp în carusel si incep sã se întrebe... dacã este real sau e doar un carusel? Si alti oameni îsi aduc aminte si se întorc la noi, spunând: "Hei, nu vã faceti griji, sã nu vã fie teamã niciodatã", pentru cã este doar un carusel...

Iar noi îi ucidem pe acei oameni. "Închide-i gura".. "Am investit o grãmadã de bani în caruselul ãsta".. "Fãceti-i sã tacã!".. "Uitati-vã câte riduri mi-au apãrut de îngrijorare".. "Uitati-vã la contul meu mare din bancã si la familia mea". "Trebuie sã fie real".

E doar un carusel. Dar ati observat cã mereu îi ucidem pe bãietii aceia buni...care încearcã sã ne avertizeze? Îi lãsãm pe demoni sã alerge în voie. Dar nu are importantã, e doar un carusel. Si ne putem da jos din el oricând dorim. Alegerea ne apartine doar nouã. Nu necesitã efort, muncã, slujbã, economii sau bani. Doar o alegere, chiar în acest moment... între teamã.. si iubire."