sensation "The biggest I have" Download
input warn the suggestive title is metaphorical. But I think it fits like a glove to describe an irritating phenomenon which, as a man, I'm used to. This is the explanation for all sorts of male competitive positions for the reasons most ridiculous and would have in common - some more, some less - to demonstrate some degree of "manhood" in comparative terms with which you are competing. I'm not sure why this is so, or why some men seem more susceptible to this type of action, but it is certain that occur everywhere.
An example: last weekend I went back to the beach. Driving down the road I can think of overtaking a vehicle which, incidentally, was at a slower rate than mine. No I had to start the procedure for this character put an fourth and will not let me pass. Ok. Second try ... same. Do you get to compete? No thanks ... but do not understand. Obviously apart from the irritation there are questions about the nature of that reaction.
Another example: coffee with a coworker. Between conversation and sips of coffee, a person gets up from his table and heads for the exit where there were two men arguing. The obvious way was blocked and one would expect (eye, conditional verb) that these people give politely pass. Error again. Before the shy "leave", they continued discussing homo sapiens sapiens to ignore the request. Well ... the reaction of this gentleman was forced to pass and receive wholesale insults. I still do not understand.
Examples are multiplied by a thousand, but they all have in common a kind of primitive demarcation of territory is threatened. Is it a matter linked to the nature of gender or rather something related to the nature of the particular person piscológico? I acknowledge that I have a degree of compatitable, but this manifests itself in circumstances that promote (a football game, for example) but I guess there is some kind of limits where "stop ahead" does not necessarily mean "lose" and "where to give the step "does not mean humiliation.
Plato on a theory that Hegel and then collect it after Fukuyama speaks of tymos . The motivation tymos be inherent in man and that would result in the recognition that others do it. The man you want others to be recognized as such and that is willing to risk his life. This phenomenon would divide society into masters and slaves ... blah, blah, blah. The funny thing is that, somehow, that's what happens. The competition is the search for recognition and at the same time, of domination. What is clear is that people have developed rational methods of domination (such as Fukuyama would say capitalism, or football games I would say) without the need to risk your life. Ergo, this kind of ridiculous competition meant that there are some who stayed behind in the advance of rationality and still compete with sticks and sledgehammer ... metaphorically speaking.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Frequence Bahrain Sur Nilesat
There are some human beings - as the writer - which is often with the need to communicate orally affairs of his own experience, from anecdotes laughable to deep knowledge, for most mortals, would be the utter futility. This simple truth written so unclear in these lines is related to a sense of what and with whom to converse. Because, truth be told, each one of us comes to certain people for different types of issues. If there is a sentimental problem, I assure you know exactly who to discuss it, and if you go with the need to talk about the last song of the dark band of chuchunco city that nobody knows exactly who probably think they can lend an ear, and perhaps for the most spurious trivia charitable souls also exist in time and space coincide with that particular need to talk about irrelevance ... from time to time.
The problem for me at least, is that there is often no ears or people. Not because there are not really charitable souls , but because there is no intent. Because what they say is too lateral urges, or crazy, or dark, or shame. Paradox then: I want to talk but I prefer to suppress. Has less to do with it's "what people say" (which, incidentally, I think it is a non-issue - as many brave intended). It has to do with a useless reason staff tirelessly seeking emotional or intellectual empathy. And assuming that it will not happen shut up. Terrible, I know. Prejudiced, so I know. But sometimes the little things superfluous (even crap) are the same if they are stored in the trunk of memory, and even though the book just dust, that which speaks of the highest abstractions, have spectacular results ... "Who might be interested in"?
Perhaps that is why so many are turning to places like this. Not with the idea of \u200b\u200bhaving anonymous readers (which occasionally is), but to download and download literally ideas, emotions, thoughts or simple daily reminders worthless but for some strange reason really is there, wanting to ejected, discharged.
Monday, November 24, 2008
What Kind Of Paint Is Good For Body
I've always heard about the importance of family in personal training. In theory (yes, in theory) the person who we are and what we have become, have a basis far in training we received as children. This is because the parents in the educational process, impose rules, criteria and true moral behavior patterns, identifying the good, the bad, right and wrong, and act accordingly to the extent that those conditions are met: when the fitness rewarding will coincide with its default behavior (congratulating, encouraging, or giving a cookie), or punished when the behavior is in contrast to the conception of "good" parent (challenging, scolding or hitting a coscacho). I have also heard that children are a mirror of their parents, in the sense that ultimately receive much of their own ethical guidelines but also, again in theory, could also inherit the negative as occurs in the family environment objectively bad behavior but that is common and tolerated. This will share up right there, because I do not have to discount - and no more - the individual cognition of the acts we commit and that, consciously, we can personally assess. The father is a thief, dishonest, interested, cruel or envious not necessarily mean that your child has to go out with the same features, but can be a probabilistic variable correlated.
The last time I've been thinking the importance of the family. This is because, for reasons not worth explaining here, it has been relatively absent or - rather - not all this that I like. This, indeed, does not mean much. Does not involve having a bad family or that it does not fulfill his duties inherent (opposite), but the subjective perception that clouds sometimes personal needs. But on the other hand, I have personal insight into cultural and social terms, there has been an increase in the family regardless of our age. I feel (without any evidence of what I say) that individualism wins the battle, and the ridiculous association Family protection to certain groups or institutions stale and old fashioned (read Church) allow the disaffection is regarded with a certain degree of pride and triumph of modern secularism. Obviously such issues I find funny - to say the least - but never cease to amaze the family histories of the generation just after mine, where parental absenteeism and indifference seem a recipe subsidiary permanent.
From what I've noticed is that the family is radically important, perhaps like no other human group is. I think it is something that must be protected, to be encouraging, to be wanting. I think that when one is eliminating layers superficiales de nuestra existencia social, es lo único que queda. Por la misma razón, aunque suene cursi y plagado de insípido romanticismo, uno de mis mayores metas a largo plazo es ser buen padre y formar una familia. Me parece que es una meta digna y me gustaría pensar que mi generación va hacia ese camino también.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Bluetooth Multiple Audio Broadcast
Family Truth
Heidegger otorga una visión radicalmente distinta y aclaradora respecto a la esencia de la verdad. Para él, la verdad es desocultamiento, advenimiento de lo que está-ahí-delante. La verdad es alumbramiento por un lado (del ente conocido supongo) y descubrimiento (del ente que se conoce). Esta manera de entender la verdad es completamente different from that expressed by the classical tradition and was often defined as "adequacy of the intellect to the thing." This definition, in my view, has a serious problem: the first is that it is not sufficient to grasp the concept of truth, and remains, rather, a "manifestation" of that which is true, that is, in an adaptation the intellect. But what is this adaptation? Are not we ignoring the real problem of replacing it by the act alleged by the understanding? Is not this, in turn, a psychological assessment conducted by the We understand you wanting to capture or grasp the object?
Second, the definition implicitly ignores the object. His intention is to know what the understanding to know, but does not respond to what is truth. The communion we see in Heidegger, between an object that is already unconcealed analogue and is discovered by the opening also essential that the Da-sein significant or Dasein, is rotated in the classical definition. the object is collected only as a passive entity by the intellect. what is forgotten is that about which Heidegger speaks, it is imperative that one entity that is-there-before coming and ontologically determined to be apprehended, that is, to come and unconcealed.
All this explanation seems to be of extreme importance to ask about the use of allegory. In short, the allegory is a philosophical appeal to manifest the truth of reality. But that we can not leave and such. It is necessary to clarify what is meant by resource but more importantly, what is meant by truth, and this is only possible response to the gist of it.
(not to forget transcribed )
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
How To Install C&c3 From Image
wanted by allegory Opportunity North
always amuses me to meet people who - apparently - believe that their whole life is a demonstration to others. Demonstration of intelligence or ease of speaking. Either way, can transform any meeting trivial transcendental arguments where it is better to respond with wisdom. This in itself has nothing wrong, but it implies a lack of understanding regarding the opportunity or occasion. If I 3, 4 or 5 Piscola in hand, I will not argue about John Stuart Mill or the phenomenon of inter-structuralist, although for some it means to separate those who are worthy of those who are not. Until that happens
I squirm with laughter. As if to prove something, to rise, climbing above the cloud and escape metaphysical issues that have shaken the crude reality (SQP included) ... After the laughter
respond with irony, citing as far as possible the latest cover of the latest news. In part because I understand that I have nothing to prove to anyone, because, after all, I faithfully in the opportunity for reflective conversation to develop, by the way, does not involve relaxation and fun meeting trivial.
always amuses me to meet people who - apparently - believe that their whole life is a demonstration to others. Demonstration of intelligence or ease of speaking. Either way, can transform any meeting trivial transcendental arguments where it is better to respond with wisdom. This in itself has nothing wrong, but it implies a lack of understanding regarding the opportunity or occasion. If I 3, 4 or 5 Piscola in hand, I will not argue about John Stuart Mill or the phenomenon of inter-structuralist, although for some it means to separate those who are worthy of those who are not. Until that happens
I squirm with laughter. As if to prove something, to rise, climbing above the cloud and escape metaphysical issues that have shaken the crude reality (SQP included) ... After the laughter
respond with irony, citing as far as possible the latest cover of the latest news. In part because I understand that I have nothing to prove to anyone, because, after all, I faithfully in the opportunity for reflective conversation to develop, by the way, does not involve relaxation and fun meeting trivial.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Listerine Accidental Swallow
END RETURN LINE BUSES AND START
ESTIMATED:
ESTIMATED:
IN A MINUTE ... AWAKENING THE WORLD OF BLOGS ... REFLECTIONS
GIVE ME AN OPPORTUNITY BEAUTIFUL ....
finish my COMMENTS .... THANKING ALL THOSE WHO VISITED ME AND LET YOUR THOUGHTS ...
REFLECTIONS IN OHiggins end their existence, MAS ALLA DE MI MI SADNESS AND JOY .. IN SERENITY.
GAUTIER CHRISTIAN VALLETTA
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Pinball Harlem Globetrotters
APPLE - SANTA TERESITA
The day to day ...
usually use as public transportation, BUSES APPLE - SANTA TERESITA, walking a important circuit in my city (RANCAGUA).
Given the above, I would congratulate Mr drivers for their education and excellent disposition. CONGRATULATIONS
Christian Gautier Vallette
usually use as public transportation, BUSES APPLE - SANTA TERESITA, walking a important circuit in my city (RANCAGUA).
Given the above, I would congratulate Mr drivers for their education and excellent disposition. CONGRATULATIONS
Christian Gautier Vallette
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Is It Normal To Have Wet Dreams At 50
WITH LOVE AND RESPECT FOR POLICE IN CHILE
Christian Gautier Vallette
Marianela Canales Carreño Nicole Gautier
Rodolfo Canales Canales
Gautier Gautier Christian Channels
Through this means of communication, we present, the Carabineros and respective families, our feelings of sorrow, to the deaths sensitive General Director of Carabineros de Chile, José Alejandro Bernales Ramírez, Teresa Bianchini of BERNALES, Lt. Col. Don OSCAR MARIO TAPIA BACIGALUPO, Mrs. Carolina Reyes Cruz, Lieutenant Colonel Don RICARDO OROZCO JAVIER MAURICIO UGALDE and Captain Don FUENZALIDA ANTONIO AYALA,
addition to the above, we pledge our prayers for the repose of their souls and Christian resignation necessary for all your loved ones.
Christian Gautier Vallette
Marianela Canales Carreño Nicole Gautier
Rodolfo Canales Canales
Gautier Gautier Christian Channels
Friday, May 23, 2008
Mixed Wrestle Cartoons
Sophists
I've been watching the U.S. presidential campaign. And one of the things that attracted my attention is the common recognition by all the candidates, about the U.S. image abroad. It is said that in the not too distant past the image of America was a country with leadership that the international community sought to imitate, which was the repository of the ideals of freedom and democracy. However, after an attack and one of the most horrific presidencies in history, America is perceived solely as an abuser of the course, as a country that preaches but does not practice, as a country uninterested in the fate of the international community, cynical , dirty, angry, cruel, and many other descriptions of the same order. The reasons, in my view, are both theoretical and practical. On the one hand, the U.S. puts eyes and take the apologetic stand against global warming and environmental protection. Result? Not sign the Kyoto Protocol. U.S.
torn clothes, puts the fuss and affirms its commitment ancient and essential to freedom and human rights. Result? Does not endorse the agreement establishing the International Criminal Court, and in passing buried and mops the floor with the Geneva treaties on the protection of prisoners of war (including Abu Ghraib).
United States, bullhorn in hand, screaming and crying for help to the international community that Saddam Hussein comes to an end and an end to the suffering of thousands of Iraqis repressed by the government. Result? Sitting down to eat popcorn and watch the Super Bowl while killing thousands in Burma and a few others tortured in Zimbabwe. United States write real poems politicians about the friendship of the peoples and the importance of strengthening ties with countries that share its values. Result? No reference to a foreign policy oriented towards Latin America by the candidate.
Point and Mr. Bush deserves. Not much more can be said of the disaster that marked his presidency, of the blunders he committed his administration, the unprecedented intellectual unpreparedness who supposedly ruled the most powerful country in the world. History will certainly judge but who - no doubt - you will be placed closer to the Greek Tánathos of Valhalla Viking.
Hopefully the future will bring a turnaround in the country's north.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Japanese Breast Feading
Mostazal - EDUCATION AND REFLECTION SAN JOAQUIN
I like taking lessons ... However, many times, the exhaustion of the working week I miss my mind ...
Through photos of enthusiastic young I wanted to introduce you to some of my students ... through the Hermitage I wanted to introduce you to a place I learned to love .. already know ... a stop on the way .. a place to look upwards ....
With affection, Christian Gautier
Vallette
past few years, every Saturday, I travel from Ranchi to Mostazal Commune, in order to teach at the College Teresiano, some subjects of the specialty of Tourism EMTP (Technical and Vocational Secondary Education)
I like taking lessons ... However, many times, the exhaustion of the working week I miss my mind ...
strength and encouragement comes ... comes through a prayer in metroten ... comes through a prayer before the shrine.
Through photos of enthusiastic young I wanted to introduce you to some of my students ... through the Hermitage I wanted to introduce you to a place I learned to love .. already know ... a stop on the way .. a place to look upwards ....
With affection, Christian Gautier
Vallette
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Target Sell Wrapping Paper
The example should give a fleeting
our wonderful lately I've used public transport in the capital Santiago. The reason is solely for the lack of alternatives. I changed jobs a few weeks ago and I go downtown, so it would be completely crazy (which I'm not missing much anyway) to go by car. In short, it is not "public transportation" itself to what I write. Moreover, I think I rant against Transantiago few months ago. I just want to note two issues that catch my attention on these trips in the morning in crowded cages.
apathetic The first is what we Chileans. Transantiago in a bus all go looking at the floor, scowling, completely silent and worried about their own problems. Okay, okay. It is plausible to think that the reason for this apathy lies in it's early, everyone has dreams, no one likes to move like an animal, etc., But also depends on an attempt to improve the situation. And it's always nice getting to someone who gets on the buses of Transantiago with good humor and a smile.
This brings me to something else. What little we do to improve civility among others. Everyone is angry with everyone for the most absurd reasons and gestures of kindness have the fingers of one hand. To say nothing of the teenagers espinidullos that although the old lady is literally falling apart, look down and still comfortably seated. Therefore, the example part yourself. For example, again got a couple and she was sitting next to me while he was ahead. I, in a natural kind gesture, I said it preferred to sit together and I moved to the front seat. I think I never had offered a favor as well and looking almost assumed it was a priest, a Tibetan monk or someone good and healthy spirit. Surely I'm not that well, but I strongly believe in the gestures of civility. Thinking in this episode I realized that the secret hope is that in a similar situation, any of them respond more or less well.
our wonderful lately I've used public transport in the capital Santiago. The reason is solely for the lack of alternatives. I changed jobs a few weeks ago and I go downtown, so it would be completely crazy (which I'm not missing much anyway) to go by car. In short, it is not "public transportation" itself to what I write. Moreover, I think I rant against Transantiago few months ago. I just want to note two issues that catch my attention on these trips in the morning in crowded cages.
apathetic The first is what we Chileans. Transantiago in a bus all go looking at the floor, scowling, completely silent and worried about their own problems. Okay, okay. It is plausible to think that the reason for this apathy lies in it's early, everyone has dreams, no one likes to move like an animal, etc., But also depends on an attempt to improve the situation. And it's always nice getting to someone who gets on the buses of Transantiago with good humor and a smile.
This brings me to something else. What little we do to improve civility among others. Everyone is angry with everyone for the most absurd reasons and gestures of kindness have the fingers of one hand. To say nothing of the teenagers espinidullos that although the old lady is literally falling apart, look down and still comfortably seated. Therefore, the example part yourself. For example, again got a couple and she was sitting next to me while he was ahead. I, in a natural kind gesture, I said it preferred to sit together and I moved to the front seat. I think I never had offered a favor as well and looking almost assumed it was a priest, a Tibetan monk or someone good and healthy spirit. Surely I'm not that well, but I strongly believe in the gestures of civility. Thinking in this episode I realized that the secret hope is that in a similar situation, any of them respond more or less well.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Did Goku Really Love Chi Chi
The eternal drama of finitude. The eternal drama of man contingent. Much has been the history of philosophy of man pretending to infinity! We pinned Parmenides, Aristotle gave us motion and finite knowledge of the infinite, Hegel made us one and then to amalgamate the Sartrean paradox, we are immersed in the impermanence of this existential anguish. But should it not be that moment of exaltation? Do not we live as a fugacity that extend to the possibility of the impossibility of all possibilities? Do not store in the depths of the soul noble the very moment? Is not that fleeting instant contact with the infinity? You philosophers who think the world, that change the world, living the world, do not play to find the treasure Greek Kairos ? His philosophy, his thinking, his life is defined in the transience of life. Enough gloomy prospects tildan our being-in-the-world as a hopeless task. The futility is resolved in the transience, the whisper before falling into the water, the moment before the laughter, the beat, the closer our lips to the woman we love, original silence, the first moment of awakening metaphysical, there in the low wooden pulpit the humid sun of November, the musical inspiration and the star dancer, sleep, waking up the last rays of sunshine, the first light of a cold winter morning, the End of the Novel, breathe, sigh, laugh. It would, perhaps, to think about how fleeting, that is where lies the paradox of the eternal.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Can You Have Shingles Around The Ankle
Humility of Existence One-Dimensional Man
I have always regarded with skepticism certainly maxims of people smarter than me and they say that life must be lived with humility. I guess it's because living with humility is better than living without it.
Within historical behavior rules that every society builds with the passage of time, it appears that humility as the value is rooted disproportionate. And indeed, I am not very clear why. Humility is synonymous with wise, virtuous, warm, intelligent, wise, humane and a long list of adjectives. Do not be humble, by contrast, is synonymous with arrogant, rude, unfriendly and a long etcetera. But I think that humility hides, so to speak, very real issues that may seem unpleasant they are still true. So if anyone has economic success (for example) says - "life has treated me well" or "I've had luck in my life" - but never hear say that this success is that - "I'm smarter" or "beating" -. Why such a rule is created, implied, where success or any sign that presupposes an objective located above another group is so frowned upon?
I remember years ago I read an article about Stephen Hawking. The Chronicle said that for many physicists and intellectuals of the time had been desgradable and why not say, irresponsible, Hawking - "in a display of arrogant and lacking in humility" - speaking of himself as one of theoretical physicists major in history. And yet, these same physical and intellectuals say privately that, in fact, Hawking is one of the largest physical has never existed. However, as the truth comes from his own mouth, the subject is "arrogant" and "little humble."
Jacques Le Goff (the great French historian of the Annales school) blames Christianity. And the reason is quite simple: since the message is universal equality of all men, part of the activity of every Christian would be to recognize that equality, even at the cost of minimizing his own achievements. It is clear that the explanation does not address theological issues related to privacy of every one, not the merits or talents related to what Rawls called the "natural lottery." But these complex intricacies of human history, extension was even disconnected from the core aspects of the individual. I think
little humility act causes discomfort because of frentón found a truth (and a person) who can excel in one or the other, catalyzes from batting a feeling associated with selfishness. All are more or less happy with the part you played (something that Hobbes), and realize that the sharing of cake - be it intelligence, money, success or beauty - has favored some more than others, and also those others say so openly, produce less positive feelings. I must admit, however, also gives me a certain dislike the lack of humility, even when it is fully justified.
I have always regarded with skepticism certainly maxims of people smarter than me and they say that life must be lived with humility. I guess it's because living with humility is better than living without it.
Within historical behavior rules that every society builds with the passage of time, it appears that humility as the value is rooted disproportionate. And indeed, I am not very clear why. Humility is synonymous with wise, virtuous, warm, intelligent, wise, humane and a long list of adjectives. Do not be humble, by contrast, is synonymous with arrogant, rude, unfriendly and a long etcetera. But I think that humility hides, so to speak, very real issues that may seem unpleasant they are still true. So if anyone has economic success (for example) says - "life has treated me well" or "I've had luck in my life" - but never hear say that this success is that - "I'm smarter" or "beating" -. Why such a rule is created, implied, where success or any sign that presupposes an objective located above another group is so frowned upon?
I remember years ago I read an article about Stephen Hawking. The Chronicle said that for many physicists and intellectuals of the time had been desgradable and why not say, irresponsible, Hawking - "in a display of arrogant and lacking in humility" - speaking of himself as one of theoretical physicists major in history. And yet, these same physical and intellectuals say privately that, in fact, Hawking is one of the largest physical has never existed. However, as the truth comes from his own mouth, the subject is "arrogant" and "little humble."
Jacques Le Goff (the great French historian of the Annales school) blames Christianity. And the reason is quite simple: since the message is universal equality of all men, part of the activity of every Christian would be to recognize that equality, even at the cost of minimizing his own achievements. It is clear that the explanation does not address theological issues related to privacy of every one, not the merits or talents related to what Rawls called the "natural lottery." But these complex intricacies of human history, extension was even disconnected from the core aspects of the individual. I think
little humility act causes discomfort because of frentón found a truth (and a person) who can excel in one or the other, catalyzes from batting a feeling associated with selfishness. All are more or less happy with the part you played (something that Hobbes), and realize that the sharing of cake - be it intelligence, money, success or beauty - has favored some more than others, and also those others say so openly, produce less positive feelings. I must admit, however, also gives me a certain dislike the lack of humility, even when it is fully justified.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Has Anyone Dried Apples?
The title is from a book by Herbert Marcuse. And in line with personal insights on this urban tribe that I am a part. You may have to do with a growing lack of wonder in front of people, or definitely off the disappointment they cause, but the matter is that hard to find someone fairly refreshing prevailing uniformity. All taste the same. And maybe me too.
long time ago that I have an interesting conversation with someone. But again, what would be an interesting conversation? In one of those I'm asking a lot. Sometimes bored being in the middle discussions which have more or less the same logic: it is cyclical discussions ranging from the latest TV series to last political scandal, flashbacks and staff group, and - last but not least - pesky apologies about extreme ideologies and from anti- Individuals who believe they are "special" rant against whom they appear.
I hope this will not be read as a grotesque self-appreciation of myself. I think "normal" (with all the defects that have empty concept), but in the normal way there is room for moments that leave the monotony and, occasionally, enrich the mind and spirit. And the same, this "interesting conversation", which looks more like a petulant said that a concrete reality, is related to a sense of time, rather than the subject. By the same token, it would be better to say that you have not know an interesting person. Even better, you have not know a person who causes any kind of sensation. I imagine that part of the solution lies in the provision itself.
Monday, March 17, 2008
Mumbai Gays Mobile No.
The (possible) discussion group
Today it is impossible to debate when more than three people discussing. Already happened to me several times and is somewhat frustrating. In fact I do not even try. The reason is simple, easy and - last but not least - is showing imperceptible rate homo sapiens sapiens that we are becoming. Obviously not exaggerate, but everyone is so stuck to "their" true that, from the minute it is assembled into question those scandal. And most importantly be heard to take the time to listen to others, the discussion becomes a shouting nonsense, where words fly at random and where you lose patience (and sanity).
I read once that in the thirteenth century during the so-called school Scholastica are all kinds of philosophical debates, calls Disputatae Quaestiones, where groups with opposing views on an issue discussed in particular. And if someone interrumpía al otro se le cortaba la lengua en castigo. Bueno, no estaría mal iniciar dicha práctica en el siglo XXI para educar a algunos deslenguados. ¿Por qué el afán constante de interrumpir?
Por eso soy más amigo de la conversación bipolar. Porque al menos ahí se dan los espacios naturales del diálogo para escuchar y ser escuchado. Mientras tanto, y como para no quedarme afuera de la reunión, escucho en silencio las peleas sofísticas de unos y de otros comiéndome las ganas de participar.
Today it is impossible to debate when more than three people discussing. Already happened to me several times and is somewhat frustrating. In fact I do not even try. The reason is simple, easy and - last but not least - is showing imperceptible rate homo sapiens sapiens that we are becoming. Obviously not exaggerate, but everyone is so stuck to "their" true that, from the minute it is assembled into question those scandal. And most importantly be heard to take the time to listen to others, the discussion becomes a shouting nonsense, where words fly at random and where you lose patience (and sanity).
I read once that in the thirteenth century during the so-called school Scholastica are all kinds of philosophical debates, calls Disputatae Quaestiones, where groups with opposing views on an issue discussed in particular. And if someone interrumpía al otro se le cortaba la lengua en castigo. Bueno, no estaría mal iniciar dicha práctica en el siglo XXI para educar a algunos deslenguados. ¿Por qué el afán constante de interrumpir?
Por eso soy más amigo de la conversación bipolar. Porque al menos ahí se dan los espacios naturales del diálogo para escuchar y ser escuchado. Mientras tanto, y como para no quedarme afuera de la reunión, escucho en silencio las peleas sofísticas de unos y de otros comiéndome las ganas de participar.
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Puppy With Heart Murmur Vomiting
Death White Lies!
De manera enfermiza en esta sociedad chilensis se legitiman las mentiras blancas. Esas que, supuestamente, no hacen tanto daño y que son mejores que contar la verdad. The logic behind this is that they say a white lie manages to escape from a potential cost should be expressed with truth. The white lie is a fairly safe passage for reprobation public, is an ace in the hole, a wild, theoretically an honorable exit to a complex situation. And almost everyone says an occasional white lie now and then. I say almost because the writer tries to avoid an exhaustive manner.
Obviously this does not cease to bring me problems, but for some reason associated with the cosmic complexities of education and personality, I always prefer to tell the truth to lie to save a disdain that has not even cashed.
All this tantrum is not only a cognitive delirium without baseless. On the contrary. Turns out I was invited to a birthday party. So far so good, but the problem is that the birthday girl (and by extension their close friends) is a person, so to say, "calm." With the result that their birthdays are also "quiet." Therefore, if you go I waited a full night of pure boredom. On the other hand, had another invitation the same day to the world opposed and parallel to this birthday. The solution then was to say that this was going to attend another event at the expense of the birthday because, from my point of view, it would be better and more entertaining. The result: an apparent anger toward me for telling the truth.
I know. I know. It is perhaps a bit cruel to express that ... but after all I have from my consideration of being an honest person. Even when the truth, occasionally, a little sore.
De manera enfermiza en esta sociedad chilensis se legitiman las mentiras blancas. Esas que, supuestamente, no hacen tanto daño y que son mejores que contar la verdad. The logic behind this is that they say a white lie manages to escape from a potential cost should be expressed with truth. The white lie is a fairly safe passage for reprobation public, is an ace in the hole, a wild, theoretically an honorable exit to a complex situation. And almost everyone says an occasional white lie now and then. I say almost because the writer tries to avoid an exhaustive manner.
Obviously this does not cease to bring me problems, but for some reason associated with the cosmic complexities of education and personality, I always prefer to tell the truth to lie to save a disdain that has not even cashed.
All this tantrum is not only a cognitive delirium without baseless. On the contrary. Turns out I was invited to a birthday party. So far so good, but the problem is that the birthday girl (and by extension their close friends) is a person, so to say, "calm." With the result that their birthdays are also "quiet." Therefore, if you go I waited a full night of pure boredom. On the other hand, had another invitation the same day to the world opposed and parallel to this birthday. The solution then was to say that this was going to attend another event at the expense of the birthday because, from my point of view, it would be better and more entertaining. The result: an apparent anger toward me for telling the truth.
I know. I know. It is perhaps a bit cruel to express that ... but after all I have from my consideration of being an honest person. Even when the truth, occasionally, a little sore.
Sunday, March 2, 2008
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Dream Theater at Arena Santiago 2008
Yesterday I attended the concert of Dream Theater (band from New York and catalog the most knowledgeable in the style "progressive metal"). For someone whose musical tastes are as eclectic as his own personality, starting with classic jazz like John Coltrane or Miles Davis, along with some fusion as Alan Holdsworth and Mike Stern, splashing it all with rock and metal like AC / DC, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, Iron Maiden and all the way to Opeth and Meshuggah, and ending the trip with contemporaries such as Shostakovich, Penderecki, it is interesting to watch and listen to a band that includes in its repertoire influences as paradigmatic as those just mentioned and with relative success, achieve a proper harmony between both musical collage.
thing yesterday at Arena Santiago had something of this multifaceted condition - de facto - to Dream Theater and features which place today as one of the pioneering groups in the inclusiveness of progressivism in the metal, but also as a band who has earned the respect of his contemporaries and of criticism in general, both for the virtuosity of each of its members, as well as the ability to generate a support base might as multifaceted as their own music.
The concert began with a set of traffic lights (in reference to conceptual graph of his latest album "Systematic Chaos") on red even before his triumphal entry, when the light changes to yellow and finally green. The band begins with the melody of "Und Sprach Zarathustra" Richard Strauss composition classic and was world famous in the movie "2001: Odyssey to Space" by Stanley Kubrick. The grandeur of the piece is transferred to heavy guitars stimulated by angry battery plates, accompanied by strings efficiently synthesized keyboardist Jordan Rudess. In the last minute and while this brief introduction has already formed an idea of \u200b\u200bwhat is coming. Moreover when the last major chord leaves the public with their hands up and in a state of euphoria.
Without pausing, the American quintet actually opens the concert with the single "Constant Motion" from his latest album. The song that sounds like Metallica, with fast riffs and transitions, very 'up-beat' in the classic format rhythmic 4 / 4, sounds like energy discharge and spread to the public immediately. (There was, however, some problems sound at the beginning matter was fixed to the second or third item). He continued "Never Enough" and "Blind Fate", the albums "Octavarium" and Six Degrees of Inner Turbulance "respectively. Both issues projected important part of the musical characteristics of Dream Theater on the one hand, keyboard solos and unison guitar, usually pointing more to technicality, speed and virtuosity that simple melodies, also soft melodic beginnings that grow with the progression of music and ending in true rock epiphanies of explosive (such as Blind Fate) . While both issues were cheered wildly by the audience, it was clear that discs which are inserted in these songs are most popular for people who are not necessarily fans of the band.
Without respite, Myung (bass), Portnoy (drums), Petrucci (guitar), Rudess (keyboards) and Labrie (vocals) give way to two of the most applauded and chanted for the night: Erotomania and Voices. Both belong to an epic composition of the album "Awake" called "A Mind Beside Itself" which is divided into three parts. The first (Erotomania) is an entirely instrumental and returning to highlight the technicality of the band. John Petrucci applause was very difficult to play a guitar solo near the end of the song almost without error. To the surprise of those present interpreted Voices, part of "A mind ..." trasiente passages and dark and gloomy, and lead to a peak vowel (Labrie here takes the applause) to swing in soft atmospheric sounds that mesmerized fans. Taking advantage of this atmosphere, the group goes to the interpretation of Surrounded, a ballad from their second album "Images & Words" and is interpreted modern and with some modifications from the original. From my perspective this was a culmination of moments of the night because, beyond the 'peace' of the piece, the audience chanted the complete song as well the play of light allowed a more intimate staging and blended with the hearing held by the duo of Petrucci and Rudess. In what may be considered a criticism is too much improvisation conducted by Petrucci, especially considering that - from my point of view - the ultra fast picking takes away some of the depth and intimacy that had been reached.
Two songs from the new album are as follows: "Forsaken" and "The Dark Eternal Night". Both issues more aggressive, although the first commercial cutting the second and that was probably the lowest of the night. "The Dark ...", on the other hand, again to blow up public heard so shocked an intricate but extremely heavy riff that becomes characteristic along the track. As elsewhere, the theme is developed showing off the skills of the musicians, alternating rhythmic patterns and music, changing styles and finishing in a swift demonstration of metal.
Already by the end, Dream Theater returns to a classic second album "Take the Time", another highlight of the night, especially for public participation. The issue, however, was not performed in its entirety (it took a full verse), but in general the response was very positive. After a few seconds of anticipation, the band dives in the interpretation of "In the Presence of the Enemies' epic composition around 25 minutes and that the disc is divided into two parts but was executed in full. There were clear signs that not everything the public was familiar with this particular issue. However, the melodic lines, the rise in intensity, changes in rhythmic patterns and guitar solos (beyond the clear mistake) and keyboard allow the public to become immersed in a kind of musical catharsis to the end. Crying (and planning) manage the band back on stage again and implement a Medley which includes "Trial of Tears", "Finally Free", "In the Name of God "(with only a completely stunning unison) and ending with the same grandeur with which he began running the end of the song" Octavarium "belonging to his self-titled album.
Overall it was a great concert. There are some details as Sound: Since it was at the Dome Arena Santiago, the sound was not the same for all locations, and I have the impression that people were heard in court better than a forum. However, the final feeling they all left with the impression of having attended a special night.
Yesterday I attended the concert of Dream Theater (band from New York and catalog the most knowledgeable in the style "progressive metal"). For someone whose musical tastes are as eclectic as his own personality, starting with classic jazz like John Coltrane or Miles Davis, along with some fusion as Alan Holdsworth and Mike Stern, splashing it all with rock and metal like AC / DC, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, Iron Maiden and all the way to Opeth and Meshuggah, and ending the trip with contemporaries such as Shostakovich, Penderecki, it is interesting to watch and listen to a band that includes in its repertoire influences as paradigmatic as those just mentioned and with relative success, achieve a proper harmony between both musical collage.
thing yesterday at Arena Santiago had something of this multifaceted condition - de facto - to Dream Theater and features which place today as one of the pioneering groups in the inclusiveness of progressivism in the metal, but also as a band who has earned the respect of his contemporaries and of criticism in general, both for the virtuosity of each of its members, as well as the ability to generate a support base might as multifaceted as their own music.
The concert began with a set of traffic lights (in reference to conceptual graph of his latest album "Systematic Chaos") on red even before his triumphal entry, when the light changes to yellow and finally green. The band begins with the melody of "Und Sprach Zarathustra" Richard Strauss composition classic and was world famous in the movie "2001: Odyssey to Space" by Stanley Kubrick. The grandeur of the piece is transferred to heavy guitars stimulated by angry battery plates, accompanied by strings efficiently synthesized keyboardist Jordan Rudess. In the last minute and while this brief introduction has already formed an idea of \u200b\u200bwhat is coming. Moreover when the last major chord leaves the public with their hands up and in a state of euphoria.
Without pausing, the American quintet actually opens the concert with the single "Constant Motion" from his latest album. The song that sounds like Metallica, with fast riffs and transitions, very 'up-beat' in the classic format rhythmic 4 / 4, sounds like energy discharge and spread to the public immediately. (There was, however, some problems sound at the beginning matter was fixed to the second or third item). He continued "Never Enough" and "Blind Fate", the albums "Octavarium" and Six Degrees of Inner Turbulance "respectively. Both issues projected important part of the musical characteristics of Dream Theater on the one hand, keyboard solos and unison guitar, usually pointing more to technicality, speed and virtuosity that simple melodies, also soft melodic beginnings that grow with the progression of music and ending in true rock epiphanies of explosive (such as Blind Fate) . While both issues were cheered wildly by the audience, it was clear that discs which are inserted in these songs are most popular for people who are not necessarily fans of the band.
Without respite, Myung (bass), Portnoy (drums), Petrucci (guitar), Rudess (keyboards) and Labrie (vocals) give way to two of the most applauded and chanted for the night: Erotomania and Voices. Both belong to an epic composition of the album "Awake" called "A Mind Beside Itself" which is divided into three parts. The first (Erotomania) is an entirely instrumental and returning to highlight the technicality of the band. John Petrucci applause was very difficult to play a guitar solo near the end of the song almost without error. To the surprise of those present interpreted Voices, part of "A mind ..." trasiente passages and dark and gloomy, and lead to a peak vowel (Labrie here takes the applause) to swing in soft atmospheric sounds that mesmerized fans. Taking advantage of this atmosphere, the group goes to the interpretation of Surrounded, a ballad from their second album "Images & Words" and is interpreted modern and with some modifications from the original. From my perspective this was a culmination of moments of the night because, beyond the 'peace' of the piece, the audience chanted the complete song as well the play of light allowed a more intimate staging and blended with the hearing held by the duo of Petrucci and Rudess. In what may be considered a criticism is too much improvisation conducted by Petrucci, especially considering that - from my point of view - the ultra fast picking takes away some of the depth and intimacy that had been reached.
Two songs from the new album are as follows: "Forsaken" and "The Dark Eternal Night". Both issues more aggressive, although the first commercial cutting the second and that was probably the lowest of the night. "The Dark ...", on the other hand, again to blow up public heard so shocked an intricate but extremely heavy riff that becomes characteristic along the track. As elsewhere, the theme is developed showing off the skills of the musicians, alternating rhythmic patterns and music, changing styles and finishing in a swift demonstration of metal.
Already by the end, Dream Theater returns to a classic second album "Take the Time", another highlight of the night, especially for public participation. The issue, however, was not performed in its entirety (it took a full verse), but in general the response was very positive. After a few seconds of anticipation, the band dives in the interpretation of "In the Presence of the Enemies' epic composition around 25 minutes and that the disc is divided into two parts but was executed in full. There were clear signs that not everything the public was familiar with this particular issue. However, the melodic lines, the rise in intensity, changes in rhythmic patterns and guitar solos (beyond the clear mistake) and keyboard allow the public to become immersed in a kind of musical catharsis to the end. Crying (and planning) manage the band back on stage again and implement a Medley which includes "Trial of Tears", "Finally Free", "In the Name of God "(with only a completely stunning unison) and ending with the same grandeur with which he began running the end of the song" Octavarium "belonging to his self-titled album.
Overall it was a great concert. There are some details as Sound: Since it was at the Dome Arena Santiago, the sound was not the same for all locations, and I have the impression that people were heard in court better than a forum. However, the final feeling they all left with the impression of having attended a special night.
Monday, February 25, 2008
Best Bedspreads For Dorms
Tying the Time
This Saturday is March 1. Can anyone explain how we got to the third month of the year so fast? I think it is these perceptions linked to the logic directly proportional as I get older time flies. And while there are people who have no problem with that and - rather - are those who ask the time speed, as if it had any connection with the resolution of their problems, I'm upside down, partly because the responsibilities also have grown exponentially and I feel I need a very little, to give such a setback abruptly adulthood leads to the more raw, less funny, bitter, serious and lethargic, where fun is a sign of immaturity and where to file a mean conversation long disquisitions about how well or badly is the work, how are the kids, how will the dividend payments and the like. To mourn aloud.
Maybe that's why, or for that inevitable feeling of running into places unknown, I cling to the days as if no tomorrow (how cliché), but every day you open your eyes I feel has been a week. I have no doubt that much of the blame lies with the bloody routine of modern life: Wake up, eat breakfast, go to work, lunch, work, go home, repeat x 5 ... why weekends are so exploited.
spend minutes I keep remembering the times of childhood when one day, a miserable day it was eternity. And what about a summer one actually came to school with the feeling of reuniting with people they did not see a long, long time. But now, what are two months? Apparently nothing, went in the blink of an eye. Would not it be amazing to go back for a day, waking up early and play for life, go with the legs covered in bruises, tired, dirty, but knowing candidly that he lived an epic adventure of childhood?
This Saturday is March 1. Can anyone explain how we got to the third month of the year so fast? I think it is these perceptions linked to the logic directly proportional as I get older time flies. And while there are people who have no problem with that and - rather - are those who ask the time speed, as if it had any connection with the resolution of their problems, I'm upside down, partly because the responsibilities also have grown exponentially and I feel I need a very little, to give such a setback abruptly adulthood leads to the more raw, less funny, bitter, serious and lethargic, where fun is a sign of immaturity and where to file a mean conversation long disquisitions about how well or badly is the work, how are the kids, how will the dividend payments and the like. To mourn aloud.
Maybe that's why, or for that inevitable feeling of running into places unknown, I cling to the days as if no tomorrow (how cliché), but every day you open your eyes I feel has been a week. I have no doubt that much of the blame lies with the bloody routine of modern life: Wake up, eat breakfast, go to work, lunch, work, go home, repeat x 5 ... why weekends are so exploited.
spend minutes I keep remembering the times of childhood when one day, a miserable day it was eternity. And what about a summer one actually came to school with the feeling of reuniting with people they did not see a long, long time. But now, what are two months? Apparently nothing, went in the blink of an eye. Would not it be amazing to go back for a day, waking up early and play for life, go with the legs covered in bruises, tired, dirty, but knowing candidly that he lived an epic adventure of childhood?
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Cat Declawing Price Ontario
Nietzsche, pessimism and creativity
lay the groundwork. What is the pessimism? The mere delivery of the word makes us sing the martial music of a feeling that, par excellence, sing psychologists, these voracious readers minds of others. And of course, immediately think of the psychological characteristics that "pessimism" as such has in us. It is a sort of apathy, a negative consideration to the future and the future, is a self-enclosed in a housing and smelly gas that not only drowning, but we amaze the eyes and senses, losing the notion that "out there "is real, it is not necessarily an" optimistic ", but something real. Needless to say, therefore, that the action is inherently pessimistic empty thing, a being inconsequential that it is in personal-negative considerations that every man has his pessimistic.
However, the pessimistic - of course - that's reality in essence is that accruing to live. His reality, as stated, is a capsule, a transparent cube that deceives us, since, even when intended to consider transparency as an element that separates us from reality ... We can also see the vertices of the cube! However, pessimism is deluding himself by a curious self-effacement that is only the "form" of a benign but, paradoxically, terrible transparency. Not so terrible pessimism requires us to do, rather, because we muzzled against what is properly ours: free action and true in the real reality.
Thus, pessimism becomes the element "referee", ie that face which is part reality, they "hatch", chokes, but it is - so to say - clear and transparent. Somehow, then, is similarly pessimistic with Apollo, the god that "illuminates" that "figure" and "form", but does so from a perspective apparential not true. And did the Greeks did not perceive this trap tragi-comedy of their lives? Did not vangloriaban with the rightness of their institutions and the altitude of its citizens? Sure! but they were in a state of numbed them and made them worship the greatness of themselves. Apollo also is the opium Apollo is "the men and" figure "those palaces. But opium fades and lethargy also goes to the vitality, now, before the precipice dream of reality, appears Silenus with his bullhorn shouting, Greeks, wake up! As
needed rest after exercise, the state also needs to be suitable for exercising. It may sound funny, but the "fitness", ie those with enthusiastic joy and an almost pathological energy is to awaken individuals captivated by the sight figurative one that brings the odes to the joy and fanfare of an orchestra a thousand musicians is Dionysus. What terror those Greeks must have felt in that state of stupidity arithmetic were remitted by a burning rage and animal horns! ... but what further relief, what intense energy, which brought us tasty sweetener Dionysus. Indeed, it wakes us up, and he realize that we are destined to something greater and higher. We are not to be put in shape, now we are able to create, from our own inner life, the Dionysian-intoxicating anthem of true beauty. Just like that. Without foreshadowing or arbitrary boundaries do it! - Exclaims Dionysus - and as with Apollo was light, with Dionysus was the music. What
does this mean? that creativity is a different state, bottom, and what is needed is qe a remise "Silenus" get us out of the forms and figures, rationality and the law, because only when we are really free.
lay the groundwork. What is the pessimism? The mere delivery of the word makes us sing the martial music of a feeling that, par excellence, sing psychologists, these voracious readers minds of others. And of course, immediately think of the psychological characteristics that "pessimism" as such has in us. It is a sort of apathy, a negative consideration to the future and the future, is a self-enclosed in a housing and smelly gas that not only drowning, but we amaze the eyes and senses, losing the notion that "out there "is real, it is not necessarily an" optimistic ", but something real. Needless to say, therefore, that the action is inherently pessimistic empty thing, a being inconsequential that it is in personal-negative considerations that every man has his pessimistic.
However, the pessimistic - of course - that's reality in essence is that accruing to live. His reality, as stated, is a capsule, a transparent cube that deceives us, since, even when intended to consider transparency as an element that separates us from reality ... We can also see the vertices of the cube! However, pessimism is deluding himself by a curious self-effacement that is only the "form" of a benign but, paradoxically, terrible transparency. Not so terrible pessimism requires us to do, rather, because we muzzled against what is properly ours: free action and true in the real reality.
Thus, pessimism becomes the element "referee", ie that face which is part reality, they "hatch", chokes, but it is - so to say - clear and transparent. Somehow, then, is similarly pessimistic with Apollo, the god that "illuminates" that "figure" and "form", but does so from a perspective apparential not true. And did the Greeks did not perceive this trap tragi-comedy of their lives? Did not vangloriaban with the rightness of their institutions and the altitude of its citizens? Sure! but they were in a state of numbed them and made them worship the greatness of themselves. Apollo also is the opium Apollo is "the men and" figure "those palaces. But opium fades and lethargy also goes to the vitality, now, before the precipice dream of reality, appears Silenus with his bullhorn shouting, Greeks, wake up! As
needed rest after exercise, the state also needs to be suitable for exercising. It may sound funny, but the "fitness", ie those with enthusiastic joy and an almost pathological energy is to awaken individuals captivated by the sight figurative one that brings the odes to the joy and fanfare of an orchestra a thousand musicians is Dionysus. What terror those Greeks must have felt in that state of stupidity arithmetic were remitted by a burning rage and animal horns! ... but what further relief, what intense energy, which brought us tasty sweetener Dionysus. Indeed, it wakes us up, and he realize that we are destined to something greater and higher. We are not to be put in shape, now we are able to create, from our own inner life, the Dionysian-intoxicating anthem of true beauty. Just like that. Without foreshadowing or arbitrary boundaries do it! - Exclaims Dionysus - and as with Apollo was light, with Dionysus was the music. What
does this mean? that creativity is a different state, bottom, and what is needed is qe a remise "Silenus" get us out of the forms and figures, rationality and the law, because only when we are really free.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
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The Rule of 15
with a friend I was theorizing about beauty. We came to a conclusion quite superficial, shallow, naive, insolent and disagreeable to many. However, I think it has a handy utility that allows - by the way - some kind of understanding to explain the causes that lead men and women to form groups. '
The theory is totally and completely a moot point. Even more, on second thought, I now believe that our aesthetic theory has no basis, and more like a mockery of any kind of intellectual rigor. However I will tell it like, totally does not hurt. To begin, we assume that it is impossible to quantify, in a spectrum arbitrary number, the personal physical beauty ranges from the least beautiful (ugly) to the most beautiful (which leaves the mouth open). Granting this point, a question that I would not now but what the heck, if it concedes the point I say, we go a step further and explain why people look for certain types of couples from the physical point of view and not another.
Suppose the minimum value you can have our scale is 1. In other words, the number 1 represents the ugliest person there, the maximum horripilancia the ugliness at its best. I know what I will say that beauty (and ugliness accordingly) is a matter of taste is subjective and impossible to pigeonhole on numerical criteria a case of this nature. Ok. But let the game for a while. Also I said that I myself believe in this theory, but who cares. Ya. Now, on the other hand, suppose that the number 100 represents the absolute beauty. I do not know it, say, to see ... and, say Angelina Jolie is 100 just to say something. Finally, we note that physical beauty is comparable between genders. That is, there will be a man of highest and lowest score.
The conclusion therefore is that beauty in a range from 1 to 100 no one will be paired with someone who is at least 15 points away from his own score. So, if someone is 60 he will never be with someone 45 (it's too ugly for him), nor with someone 75 (and it is unattainable). Certainly can be any of the intermediate ranges. So I've always said that couples are alike. That is, not having physical resemblance, but are in a similar aesthetic level, and for the same reason we never see a stunning beauty with an ugly (and vice versa). Obviously this is assuming no interest rate baywatch woman who wants the old Texan for silver. On the other hand, this "theory" implies that the maximum ranges can only opt for someone with the same score or down (in the case of 100), or up (in the case of 1).
with a friend I was theorizing about beauty. We came to a conclusion quite superficial, shallow, naive, insolent and disagreeable to many. However, I think it has a handy utility that allows - by the way - some kind of understanding to explain the causes that lead men and women to form groups. '
The theory is totally and completely a moot point. Even more, on second thought, I now believe that our aesthetic theory has no basis, and more like a mockery of any kind of intellectual rigor. However I will tell it like, totally does not hurt. To begin, we assume that it is impossible to quantify, in a spectrum arbitrary number, the personal physical beauty ranges from the least beautiful (ugly) to the most beautiful (which leaves the mouth open). Granting this point, a question that I would not now but what the heck, if it concedes the point I say, we go a step further and explain why people look for certain types of couples from the physical point of view and not another.
Suppose the minimum value you can have our scale is 1. In other words, the number 1 represents the ugliest person there, the maximum horripilancia the ugliness at its best. I know what I will say that beauty (and ugliness accordingly) is a matter of taste is subjective and impossible to pigeonhole on numerical criteria a case of this nature. Ok. But let the game for a while. Also I said that I myself believe in this theory, but who cares. Ya. Now, on the other hand, suppose that the number 100 represents the absolute beauty. I do not know it, say, to see ... and, say Angelina Jolie is 100 just to say something. Finally, we note that physical beauty is comparable between genders. That is, there will be a man of highest and lowest score.
The conclusion therefore is that beauty in a range from 1 to 100 no one will be paired with someone who is at least 15 points away from his own score. So, if someone is 60 he will never be with someone 45 (it's too ugly for him), nor with someone 75 (and it is unattainable). Certainly can be any of the intermediate ranges. So I've always said that couples are alike. That is, not having physical resemblance, but are in a similar aesthetic level, and for the same reason we never see a stunning beauty with an ugly (and vice versa). Obviously this is assuming no interest rate baywatch woman who wants the old Texan for silver. On the other hand, this "theory" implies that the maximum ranges can only opt for someone with the same score or down (in the case of 100), or up (in the case of 1).
Monday, February 11, 2008
Mount An Blade Trainer
Kidney (the worst night of my life)
Dante flatly wrong. And me too. Actually I'm not sure if, at death, will open the earth or ascend to heaven, one that other sins of those good little ones I made in my life, but what I have very clear is that I know what awaits me if I came to catch the Lord of trident. The hardest thing is try to find words to describe it, so I will depart from the principle first. Type
9:00 pm start last week with a "nuisance" on the back. Gives even to the annoyance, but I mention it just in case. Without much regard I dedicated myself to watch television and read a bit before bedtime. Big surprise awaited me. About 12:00 the trouble had become uncomfortable, and this had happened sooner rather than later to be pain full. But everyone has had a pain, so not to worry. In fact I thought it was muscular or anything else. But no. Since the pain experienced apocalyptic mutation became another thing. And it was not pain, it was literally torture in China. And what was already unbearable bore, and somewhat minimized by groans of disbelief were exchanged for shouts of mad. No exaggeration: imagine that someone is trying to take out the kidney with a spoon and a few others while I nailed 3 knives at the same height, and they also throw acid, shred them and bodies were everywhere needles inserted . Multiply by 10 and have a vague idea of \u200b\u200btorturous experimentation. Unfortunately
single life also takes its toll me. Since I live only had no one to help me. It was absolutely impossible to drive so could not any urgency to go to a hospital in my car. In the hellish state that I could remember was still one of the tips for this type of pain relief: Fill a tub of boiling water and submerge. Said and done. The hot water for five minutes managed to relieve the pain but lueguito and we spent the same. The pain was completely and utterly intolerable. How will the issue at that time had two kinds of thoughts. The first referred to a desire to volunteer suicide and, in short, saying: "Kill me now!" While the second were all kinds of existential vascilaciones linked to non-existence of God and things like that, in addition to the entreaties sky by the end of cruelty.
It was 2:00 am and I was really thinking about jumping out the window. However, the reason was stronger and I joined a superhuman effort to telephone a friend who lived nearby so she could help me. With more than instinct that observation dial the number, assisting him. The only thing I managed to say is: "cal cal .... aaarrghhh ... ... calculating ... kidney ... help .... help .... uuoooohhh ... ayúdameeee!" Imagine the stunt. Luckily my friend immediately understood. In about 15 minutes at the door of my apartment, had gone to a drugstore to buy a pain reliever which was received with tears eyes. In no time I took the painkiller and we expect 20 minutes to see if it took effect, otherwise we would leave to a clinic. Miraculous potion which the pain began to subside and within half an hour we were back pain quite bearable. An hour later the pain went to another level and was a nuisance. Unable to sleep, and now the 4:00 am I set to take liquid, liquid, liquid.
About 8:00 am I went to the bathroom and threw away the stone. It was the size of a peppercorn ...
Dante flatly wrong. And me too. Actually I'm not sure if, at death, will open the earth or ascend to heaven, one that other sins of those good little ones I made in my life, but what I have very clear is that I know what awaits me if I came to catch the Lord of trident. The hardest thing is try to find words to describe it, so I will depart from the principle first. Type
9:00 pm start last week with a "nuisance" on the back. Gives even to the annoyance, but I mention it just in case. Without much regard I dedicated myself to watch television and read a bit before bedtime. Big surprise awaited me. About 12:00 the trouble had become uncomfortable, and this had happened sooner rather than later to be pain full. But everyone has had a pain, so not to worry. In fact I thought it was muscular or anything else. But no. Since the pain experienced apocalyptic mutation became another thing. And it was not pain, it was literally torture in China. And what was already unbearable bore, and somewhat minimized by groans of disbelief were exchanged for shouts of mad. No exaggeration: imagine that someone is trying to take out the kidney with a spoon and a few others while I nailed 3 knives at the same height, and they also throw acid, shred them and bodies were everywhere needles inserted . Multiply by 10 and have a vague idea of \u200b\u200btorturous experimentation. Unfortunately
single life also takes its toll me. Since I live only had no one to help me. It was absolutely impossible to drive so could not any urgency to go to a hospital in my car. In the hellish state that I could remember was still one of the tips for this type of pain relief: Fill a tub of boiling water and submerge. Said and done. The hot water for five minutes managed to relieve the pain but lueguito and we spent the same. The pain was completely and utterly intolerable. How will the issue at that time had two kinds of thoughts. The first referred to a desire to volunteer suicide and, in short, saying: "Kill me now!" While the second were all kinds of existential vascilaciones linked to non-existence of God and things like that, in addition to the entreaties sky by the end of cruelty.
It was 2:00 am and I was really thinking about jumping out the window. However, the reason was stronger and I joined a superhuman effort to telephone a friend who lived nearby so she could help me. With more than instinct that observation dial the number, assisting him. The only thing I managed to say is: "cal cal .... aaarrghhh ... ... calculating ... kidney ... help .... help .... uuoooohhh ... ayúdameeee!" Imagine the stunt. Luckily my friend immediately understood. In about 15 minutes at the door of my apartment, had gone to a drugstore to buy a pain reliever which was received with tears eyes. In no time I took the painkiller and we expect 20 minutes to see if it took effect, otherwise we would leave to a clinic. Miraculous potion which the pain began to subside and within half an hour we were back pain quite bearable. An hour later the pain went to another level and was a nuisance. Unable to sleep, and now the 4:00 am I set to take liquid, liquid, liquid.
About 8:00 am I went to the bathroom and threw away the stone. It was the size of a peppercorn ...
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
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The Hyenas laughed. Suddenly talked to me and said, "Your ambition knows no bounds." Incredulous I thought in my heart and horror fell into the dim darkness of mediocrity. I fought fabulous creatures in swamps and deserts, laughter all around him, had plunged the spirit and passion. It is not "something," aspires to something: Seeking divine inspiration involuntary reasoning, the state musical and dancing star. - You are ambitious. Seeking
intellect to improvise, which is filled with joy to express the self, that is naive and happy. - You are ambitious. Seeking to benign
golden snake, the dream that gives life to life, to become intuitive. - You are ambitious.
Seeking a heavy burden, a difficult and beautiful, a terrifyingly calm landscape. - You are ambitious.
Seeking the One and the Infinite, the Good and the Beautiful, timeless and divine. - You are ambitious. Seeking
laughter, surprise, satisfaction, the real pleasure, looking for a trigger and a crystal clear waterfall. Seeking an ocean, I look for stones in gold and copper trumpets, I'm looking for myself and my spirit. Dance and reflect, look for a stroke of genius, I look a look, sign, wood look and smell of old book. - You are ambitious.
laughter and jokes among hyenas turned and left, yearning not have met. My spirit and my heart swollen with ambition.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
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"? CHILE .-
Dear (as)
My house is located in the Villa San Joaquin - Rancagua.
"San Joaquin?
Tradition (from the second century) gives the names San Joaquin and Santa Ana parents of the Blessed Virgin Mary. With
calendar reform after Vatican II Council, San Joaquin is celebrated along with his wife, Santa Ana, on July 26.
addresses have meaning ...
The door is open, so that each one of you, tell us some of your Villa, Condominium, Town, Street or Avenue ....
Source: http://www.corazones.org
Dear (as)
My house is located in the Villa San Joaquin - Rancagua.
"San Joaquin?
Tradition (from the second century) gives the names San Joaquin and Santa Ana parents of the Blessed Virgin Mary. With
calendar reform after Vatican II Council, San Joaquin is celebrated along with his wife, Santa Ana, on July 26.
addresses have meaning ...
The door is open, so that each one of you, tell us some of your Villa, Condominium, Town, Street or Avenue ....
Source: http://www.corazones.org
Friday, January 18, 2008
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Dear (as):
From O'Higgins .. . I invite you to know ... a country that surprises with its landscapes, people and culture.
In this first "visit" .... I present:
Official Site of Tourism in Chile: http://www.sernatur.cl
Chilean Patagonia: http://www.patagoniachile.net
Crafts Chile: http://artesanìadechile.cl
Sewell. Mining Town in the heart of the Andes .- Heritage http://www.sewell.cl
Astronomico Tourism: http://www.turismoastronomico.cl
Rural Tourism: http://www.viajesrurales.cl
Easter Island: http://www.portalrapanui.cl
Libraries, Archives and Museums in Chile: http://www.dibam.cl
National Monuments: http://www.monumentos.cl
National Parks and other: http://www.conaf.cl/
The Chilean cultural heritage site: http://www.nuestro.cl
with affection.,
Vallette Christian Gautier
Sunday, January 6, 2008
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AMAZING VISIT FROM A SAN BERNARDO
Accompanying the paintings, images of Our Lord, Sacred Heart, Virgen del Carmen, San Jose, San Bernardo and a tabernacle.
Viewed
the Cathedral, we headed to lunch at the cafeteria of San Francisco Supermarket, where for $ 1,790 we serve a delicious "Value Menu."
then toured the city center, where we see a wide range of shops ... in the tour, we assault a human need (bathroom), we found the service to return to San Francisco
Supermarket (Plaza de Armas).
In summary, on a hot afternoon, accompanied by beverages (mainly mineral water) we know "something" of a big city, the name Cam St. Bernard of Clairvaux (1090 and 1153), Cistercian Abbot, Doctor of the Church. Born in Burgundy, France. Called "Mellifluous Doctor" (mouth of honey) for his eloquence. Famous for his great love for Virgin Mary. Marian wrote many prayers. Founder of the Cistercian Monastery of Clairvaux and many others.
Channels Christian Gautier Gautier Christian
Yesterday, Saturday 5 January, with my son and friend Christian, went to San Bernardo, capital of the province of Maipo (Metropolitan Region). Founded on February 9, 1821 by Don Eyzaguirre Sunday, has now reached a population of 246,762 inhabitants. Its current mayor is Mrs. Orfelina Bustos.
San Bernardo, among other attractions, has become known for hosting the National Folk Festival
Our trip started from Rancagua Metroten ($ 1,300 each) to run from 12:00 pm and arrived to San Bernardo station at 13:05. Along the way, is with us (in an important section) landscape, most notably the green color, peculiar to farming. Upon arriving at the railway station of San Bernardo, we find a site "clean and neat" with bar, telephone, bathrooms, and parking for vehicles.
However, when planning our trip, we visited the site of the Municipality , to leave the station we were confronted with the typical question: A few blocks away is the Plaza de Armas? The answer, we gave one person, probably plays a role of tourism reporter (covering a kiosk located next to the San Francisco Supermarket)
From Station ... by Covadonga (4 blocks), we find the Plaza. At first glance, the buildings stand out, notably the Cathedral Church (Catholic), the San Francisco supermarket, the provincial government, municipalities and Casa de la Cultura. As in other places in the country, we find a memorial to a character that many admire, Arturo Prat Chacón and one that highlights its founder Don Domingo Eyzaguirre.
First, we visited the cathedral, to thank and commend the visit. Although, this building deserves a separate article, we will try to summarize our impressions and tour saying
According to information from the site of the Diocese , the first church, dating from 1820. At that time housed a maximum capacity of 300 people and served as the headquarters of the parish of the city until 1987, by decree of Pope John Paul II was elevated to Cathedral status of the new diocese of the province of Maipo.
The passage of time, structural deficiencies, and earthquakes took to destroy this old church and the Bishop Don Orozimbo Fuenzalida began building the current church, whose new premises were inaugurated on November 25, 2000. This building has space for 600 people seated and is an example of contemporary architectural reunion with the symbols of Christian art in the architecture and painting. Its construction in a modern style, presents a classic space basilica with three naves, two confessionals, images and cared paintings, art shows through the biblical episodes like "The Nativity", "The Baptism of Jesus," "The Crucifixion "and" Resurrection ", among others.
San Bernardo, among other attractions, has become known for hosting the National Folk Festival
Our trip started from Rancagua Metroten ($ 1,300 each) to run from 12:00 pm and arrived to San Bernardo station at 13:05. Along the way, is with us (in an important section) landscape, most notably the green color, peculiar to farming. Upon arriving at the railway station of San Bernardo, we find a site "clean and neat" with bar, telephone, bathrooms, and parking for vehicles.
However, when planning our trip, we visited the site of the Municipality , to leave the station we were confronted with the typical question: A few blocks away is the Plaza de Armas? The answer, we gave one person, probably plays a role of tourism reporter (covering a kiosk located next to the San Francisco Supermarket)
From Station ... by Covadonga (4 blocks), we find the Plaza. At first glance, the buildings stand out, notably the Cathedral Church (Catholic), the San Francisco supermarket, the provincial government, municipalities and Casa de la Cultura. As in other places in the country, we find a memorial to a character that many admire, Arturo Prat Chacón and one that highlights its founder Don Domingo Eyzaguirre.
First, we visited the cathedral, to thank and commend the visit. Although, this building deserves a separate article, we will try to summarize our impressions and tour saying
According to information from the site of the Diocese , the first church, dating from 1820. At that time housed a maximum capacity of 300 people and served as the headquarters of the parish of the city until 1987, by decree of Pope John Paul II was elevated to Cathedral status of the new diocese of the province of Maipo.
The passage of time, structural deficiencies, and earthquakes took to destroy this old church and the Bishop Don Orozimbo Fuenzalida began building the current church, whose new premises were inaugurated on November 25, 2000. This building has space for 600 people seated and is an example of contemporary architectural reunion with the symbols of Christian art in the architecture and painting. Its construction in a modern style, presents a classic space basilica with three naves, two confessionals, images and cared paintings, art shows through the biblical episodes like "The Nativity", "The Baptism of Jesus," "The Crucifixion "and" Resurrection ", among others.
Accompanying the paintings, images of Our Lord, Sacred Heart, Virgen del Carmen, San Jose, San Bernardo and a tabernacle.
Viewed
the Cathedral, we headed to lunch at the cafeteria of San Francisco Supermarket, where for $ 1,790 we serve a delicious "Value Menu."
then toured the city center, where we see a wide range of shops ... in the tour, we assault a human need (bathroom), we found the service to return to San Francisco
Supermarket (Plaza de Armas).
In summary, on a hot afternoon, accompanied by beverages (mainly mineral water) we know "something" of a big city, the name Cam St. Bernard of Clairvaux (1090 and 1153), Cistercian Abbot, Doctor of the Church. Born in Burgundy, France. Called "Mellifluous Doctor" (mouth of honey) for his eloquence. Famous for his great love for Virgin Mary. Marian wrote many prayers. Founder of the Cistercian Monastery of Clairvaux and many others.
With affection
Vallette
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
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