sábado, 24 de abril de 2010

Ba'ath party - Wikipedia

The Arab Socialist Ba'ath Party (also spelled Ba'th or Baath which means "resurrection or renaissance"; Arabic: حزب البعث العربي الاشتراكي‎) is a secularist Arab nationalism/Pan-Arabism political party opposed to Western imperialism and calling for the "renaissance" or "resurrection" of the Arab World and its unity in one united state.[1] Its motto — "Unity, Liberty, Socialism" (wahda, hurriya, ishtirakiya) — refers to Arab unity, freedom from non-Arab control and interference, and Arab socialism rather than to European socialism, or communism.



- wikipedia

Take the gun and count to 3

On Friday, the kindergarten people at my work went on a picnic with the kids. Of course, I was obliged to follow them as well which was also completely needless for I didn't have any business being there.

We went to a park, it was a 2 hour drive. On the way to the park we passed by the river where Jeremy and I hung by last weekend. Then I felt the pain. Not the accurate head migraine type but the gradual, petrifying one that overpowers every cell of your body slowly and blurs your mind. I missed him too much.

Is what I'm writing here too sappy, mushy for you? well gently place your hands over your eyes and remove the eyeballs.



My man, I missed him. I couldn't wait to get home and talk to him. But when I got back home, he wasn't there. And when he finally arrived, he said he will go out with his friends. For I didn't want to sound like an unreasonably needy girlfriend, or merely because I didn't want to hurt my pride, I tried to swallow my feelings and let him go. But I felt as if everything was burning inside.


There he went, and follows the drama which does not need to be read by the general public.

The reason why I'm writing this is:

Last night, I dreamt that the world was ending, from one continent to another. I ran, ran to save myself. I ran with my mother, and my boyfriend. But for some reason, he kept disappearing.

I constantly looked for him and he would come back, then he would disappear.

also last night, right before I went to bed. Jeremy and I had a long conversation which led me to miss him and love him more.

Now I'm convinced that the state of mood we are in before we fall asleep greatly affects the content of our dreams.

According to the emotional state we are in right before falling asleep, our mind automatically makes associations and bring about images, thoughts..

viernes, 23 de abril de 2010

Hot under the collar


"Laboratory experiments have shown that hotter temperatures do indeed provoke anger and aggression - but only up to a point. At around 85 degrees Fahrenheit, aggression becomes a less important motivator of behaviour than does just getting out of the heat."


http://www.helium.com/items/1081513-how-weather-and-temperature-affects-our-behaviour

Oh let me tell you how it feels!

Fuck power of solitude. Tonight I'm feeling lonely. Anybody wanna give me a medal for correctly identifying my feelings? Estar viva..que dificil es esa mierda

The most sensitive die quicker

http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2010/04/100420174113.htm


"Flies incapable of smelling CO2 live longer than flies with normal olfactory capabilities. They are also resistant to stress and have increased body fat."

lunes, 19 de abril de 2010

If you feel helpless, powerless...

Well, I once heard an inspiring story—a true story, I believe—about a boy named Trevor. It shows there are little things kids can do that make a big difference. One night Trevor was doing what a lot of other 13-year-old kids would be doing: He was watching TV. On the news he saw a story about some homeless people sleeping out in the cold on the streets, in a downtown area of Philadelphia where he lived. Trevor had never really stopped to think how fortunate he was to live in a fairly well-to-do suburb of the same city. The story of the homeless people touched his heart and he began to wonder what he could do to help these people.
It might have been easy for Trevor to forget about it. There are so many sad stories that you see on TV at times. This could have been just another that he ignored.
Trevor also might have thought, Well, what can I do about it? I’m just a kid, but he didn’t. Instead he began to wonder how he might help and that led him to remember there were some spare, unused blankets in their garage. So he went to his father and asked if he could take them to the people downtown who had no homes to go to for the night. Trevor’s father might have thought the request a bit strange. It is easy for us to want to hang on to the things that we have, easy for adults to think that they’ve worked hard to get what they own, so why should they give it away? I guess it is much the same as a kid thinking, It took a long time to save up my pocket money to help buy this new bike, so why should I lend it to a friend who needs to get home in a hurry? Now, Trevor’s dad was a kind-hearted guy. He drove Trevor downtown to hand out their few surplus blankets to some of the people on the streets. I guess when it came time to curl up and sleep that night the people were pretty happy for the added warmth of the new blankets.
Trevor was happy, too. He felt good about giving out the blankets. He felt an inner warmth, almost like he had been wrapped up in an emotional blanket himself. But he realized there was a risk— it might feel so good that you’d want to do it again.
The next day Trevor went to his local grocery store and other public places in his neighborhood where there were notice boards. He put up signs asking for people to donate any spare blankets or food they didn’t need. The result was surprising. Kindness was contagious. Trevor found so many people were willing to help that within a week he had filled his dad’s garage with food and blankets.
What Trevor had started with his kindness grew and spread throughout the community. It wasn’t long before people’s generosity overflowed from his dad’s garage and Trevor and his dad had to look for a bigger building to house all the gifts being donated. Would you believe there are now a number of special warehouses throughout Philadelphia that stock food and blankets to feed and warm the homeless?
They are all called “Trevor’s Place.



From 101 healing stories for children and Teens using the metaphors in therapy - George Burns.

jueves, 1 de abril de 2010

To stay in love

1. Vulnerability e.g., forgiveness
2. Commitment
3. Good communication skills
4. Positive responses
5. Cope during hardship
6. Work to build the brighter points into their lives
7. Believe that your partner will be there for you when things go wrong
8. Look for opportunities to express your support, enthausiasm and interest.
9. Be grateful