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15.06.2018

starinsky

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Was es ist....
21.02.2018

picdame

Es ist Unsinn
sagt die Vernunft
Es ist was es ist
sagt die Liebe

Es is Unglück
sagt die Berechnung
Es ist nichts als Schmerz
sagt die Angst
Es ist aussichtslos
sagt die Einsicht
Es ist was es ist
sagt die Liebe

Es ist lächerlich
sagt der Stolz
Es ist leichtsinnig
sagt die Vorsicht
Es ist unmöglich
sagt die Erfahrung
Es ist was es ist
sagt die Liebe

What it is

It is nonsense
says reason
It is what it is
says love

It is calamity
says calculation
It is nothing but pain
says fear
It is hopeless
says insight
It is what it is
says love

It is ludicrous
says pride
It is foolish
says caution
It is impossible
says experience
It is what it is
says love

Erich Fried
:) Some of us believe in soft fleeces and some of us believe green Kobolds.....
22.01.2018

picdame

T h e l i t t l e p e o p l e o f S w a b e d o o

A long, long time ago, little people lived on earth. Most of them lived
in the village Swabedoo and they called themselves Swabedoodahs.
They were very happy: they walked around smiling
from ear to ear
and said hello to everybody.
What the Swabedoodahs liked most was to give each other warm,
soft fleeces as a present. Everyone of them carried a pouch over his
shoulder and this pouch was filled with soft fleeces. When
Swabedoodahs met each other, the one gave a fleece to the other.
It's very nice to give someone else a soft fleece. It tells the other
person he's special; it's a way to say: "I like you!" And it's just as nice
to get such a fleece from someone else. You feel how warm and fluffy
it feels to your face and it's a wonderful feeling when you put it softly
and lightly with the others in your pouch. You feel recognized and
loved when someone gives you a fleece en and you want to do
something good, something nice right away. The little people of
Swabedoo liked to give and receive warm, soft fleeces and their life
together was always happy and cheerful.
Outside the village in a cold, dark cave lived a big, green kobold. He
didn't really want to live there, outside, all alone and, at times, he
felt very lonely. He had already stood at the rim of the village, more
than once, and wished he could live between the cheerful
Swabedoodahs; but he had nothing to offer -- and, besides, to him,
the exchange of warm, soft fleeces was big nonsense. If he met one
of the little people at the edge of the woods, he would grumble
something unintelligible en and quickly walk back to his humid and
dark cave.
One night, when the big, green kobold stood at the edge of the woods
again, he found a friendly, little Swabedoodah. "Isn't it a wonderful
day, today?" the little one asked, smiling. The green kobold just
made a drab face and didn't answer. "Here, take a warm, soft fleece,"
said the little one, "this one's especially beautiful. It's surely meant
for you, otherwise, I had given it away already." But the kobold
didn't take the fleece. First, he looked around to all sides, to be sure
no-one was watching or listening. Then, he bent over to the little
one and whispered in his ear: "Listen, don't be so generous with
those fleeces of yours! Don't you know that, one day, you won't have
any fleeces left, if you just give away everything?" Surprised and a
little helpless, the little Swabedoodah looked up to the kobold. Who
had, in the mean time, taken the pouch of the little one's shoulder
and opened it. He sounded very satisfied, when he said: "Didn't I
tell you? Just hardly 217 fleeces you've got in your pouch -- so, if I
were you, I'd be careful giving them away!" And with that, the
kobold went off, on his big green feet, and left behind a confused
and unhappy Swabedoodah at the edge of the woods. He was so
confused, so unhappy, that he didn't realize that what the kobold
had said was totally impossible. For every Swabedoodah had an
inexhaustible supply of fleeces. If he gave away a fleece, he would
get one in return from someone else, right away, and this would
happen time and again, a whole life long. So, how could they run out
of fleeces?
The kobold also knew this but he trusted the credulousness of the
little people. And something else he trusted; something he had
discovered within himself and of which he wanted to know if it was
inside the little Swabedoodahs, as well. So, he consciously lied to the
little Swabedoodah, sat down at the entrance of his cave and waited.
In front of his home in Swabedoo the little, confused Swabedoodah
sat, brooding. It didn't take long, before an
acquaintance passed by,
with whom he had already exchanged many warm, soft fleeces.
"What a beautiful day!" his friend exclaimed, reached inside his
pouch and gave the other one a fleece. Who, however, didn't accept
it joyfully but warded it off with his hands. "No, no!
You'd rather
keep it," the little one exclaimed, "who knows, how quickly your
supply will decrease. One day, you'll be without fleeces, just like
that!" The friend didn't get it, just shrugged, put the fleece back into
his pouch and walked away, saying good-bye softly.
But he took
confused thoughts with him -- and on the same night, in the village,
one could hear three more times, how one Swabedoodah said to
another: "I'm sorry, but I don't have a warm, soft fleece for you: I
have to be careful not to run out of them."
The next day, all this had spread through the whole village.
Everybody started saving their fleeces. They did give one away, every
once in a while, but only after long and careful deliberation and very,
very cautious. And they weren't usually the especially beautiful
fleeces but those with little stains and already a bit worn-out.
The little Swabedoodahs became suspicious. They started observing
each other distrustfully; they started considering whether the other
person was truly worthy of a fleece, or not. Some even went as
far
as hiding their fleeces underneath their beds, at night. Arguments
arose from the question, how many fleeces someone owned. And,
eventually, people started exchanging warm, soft fleeces for things,
instead of just giving them away. The mayor of Swabedoo had even
traced how many fleeces there were in total and, then, announced
that the number was limited and declared the fleeces to be currency.
Soon, the little people were arguing about how many fleeces
spending a night or having a meal in someone else's house was
worth. There were even some cases of fleece robbery! In the twilight,
they didn't feel safe, anymore; while, before, the S
wabedoodahs
liked to walk in the park or on the streets, in the twilight, to meet
each other and give each other warm, soft fleeces.
At the edge of the woods sat the big, green kobold, observing
everything and being very satisfied.
The worst of everything happened some time later. Something
started changing regarding the health of the little people. Many
complained about pain in their shoulders and backs -- and, in time,
more and more Swabedoodahs were taken by surprise by this illness
called spinal weakening. The little people walked around bent -- in
serious cases even bent to the ground. The fleece pouches were
dragged on. Many started to believe, that the cause of their disease
was the weight of the pouches and that it was better to leave the
at home and put them away, there. It didn't take long before one
could hardly find a Swabedoodah with a fleece pouch on his back.
The big, green kobold was very satisfied with the result of his lie. He
wanted to find out, whether the little people would act and feel like
him, when he, as was the case most of the time, had selfish thoughts
-- and they had acted like him! The big kobold felt very successful.
He came to the village of the little people more often, now. But
nobody said hello to him with a smile, nobody offered him a fleece.
Instead, he was stared at distrustfully, just as the little people stared
at each other. The kobold liked this: to him, this behaviour was the
"real" world!
In time, even worse things started happening in Swabedoo. Maybe,
because of the spinal weakening; maybe, because no-one gave them
a warm, soft fleece, anymore - who knows? - some people died in
Swabedoo. Now, all happiness had disappeared from the village.
Their grief was immense.
When the big, green kobold heard about it, he was very shocked. "I
didn't want this," he said to himself, "I surely didn't want this. I only
wanted to show them what the world is really like -- I really didn't
want them to die!" He thought about what he could do, now -- and,
indeed, something came up.
Deep inside his cave, the kobold had discovered a mine with cold,
prickly stones. He had spent many years digging the prickly stones
out of the mountain and storing them in a quarry. he loved these
stones because they were so beautifully cold and they prickled so
pleasantly when he touched them. But not only that: he also loved
these stones because they were all his -- and, every time he looked
at them, the impression of possessing great wealth gave the kobold
a satisfying feeling. But now that he saw the misery of the little
Swabedoodahs he decided to share his stone wealth with them. He
filled numerous little bags with cold, prickly stones, put them on a
big barrow and went to Swabedoo with it.
How happy were the little people, when they saw the cold, prickly
stones! They took them gratefully. Now, they had something to give
to each other, again. however: if they gave someone else a cold,
prickly stone to tell him they liked him, a cold, unpleasant feeling
came into their own hand and also in the hand of the person, who
received the stone. It was not as nice to give away cold, prickly stones
as to give away warm, soft fleeces. Every time, one would feel a
strange 'tugging' at the heart, if one received a prickly stone. One
also wasn't quite sure what the giver really meant. The receiver often
stayed behind confused and with stinging fingers.
So, slowly but surely, it happened more often that a little
Swabedoodah crawled underneath his bed, took the pouch with
warm, soft fleeces, ventilated them a little bit in the sunlight and, if
someone gave him a stone, he would give a warm, soft fleece in
return. And how did the eyes of the receiver shine! Some walked
home quickly and dug up their pouch to give a soft fleece, instead of
a prickly stone, too. However, they didn't throw the stones away.
Moreover, not all Swabedoodahs fetched their pouches, again. The
cold and prickly stony thoughts were embedded too deeply in the
heads of the little people. One could gather it from the remarks:
- "Soft fleeces? What's the intention, really?"
- "How can I find out whether my fleece is really wanted, or not?"
- "I gave a warm, soft fleece and what did I get in return? A cold,
prickly stone! I won't let that happen again."
- "You never know where you're standing: fleeces, today; stones,
tomorrow."
Probably, all little people of Swabedoo would have gladly returned
to the things that were only natural
to their grandparents. A single
one looked at the bags in the corner of his room, filled with cold,
prickly stones, so heavy that they were hard to bring along.
Therefore, often, one didn't even have a stone with one to give to a
friend. Also, the little Swabedoodahs secretly, without saying it out
loud, wished for someone coming to give them warm, soft fleeces.
In their dreams, they imagined how they all would walk around on
the streets with cheerful, smiling faces and give each other fleeces,
like in good, old times. When they woke up, however, there was
always something that kept them from really doing it that way.
Usually, they went outside and, then, saw what the world was
"really" like.
This is the reason that giving away warm, soft fleeces hardly ever
happens, anymore -- and usually not in public. But it does happen!
Here and there, time and again. And who knows... one day...?
Servus beinander!
19.08.2017

Batscher

Visit my Idols : wwww.ursprungbuam.at
zawsze moze byc gorzej :(
13.06.2017

Milionerka76

https://showup.tv/_szafirowy_
data jak data
11.06.2017

Milionerka76

to nie ma juz zadnego sensu ...jak sie ktos nie potrafi trzymac zadnych granic trzymac nie potrafi i nie chce
... moze to przeczytasz moze nie ...
alee zycze Ci milych transmisji ... calowanie innych kobiet .. czekanie na Ogarnieta itd itd ... rob sobie co chcesz ...

ale jedno Ci powiem jeszcze ... caly czas sie mnie pytales czy jestem Twoja kobieta jak bylismy sami ... a jak wchodziles na su to sie nie potrafiles albo nie chciales zachowywac jak ktos kto jest w zwiazku ... heh ...wiem wiem ... show jest show ... to masz swoje show ... ja mam dosc tego Twojego show.
daty poczatku ...
28.05.2017

Milionerka76

daty pocztaku nie znamy .. ale konca tak.
slucham sobie piosneki i z Toba zegnam Babcie ...
05.05.2017

Milionerka76

ja nie potrafie jak wiem ze Ci zle
... wtedy moj swiat tez jest smutny :(

:(

[*]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M2gCt5dkgWw

... z Toba zegnam Babcie ...
PON 18.04.17
17.04.2017

bboolleekk

-- aufräumen WZ Küche
-- Gardinstangen bestellen
-- baden
-- Zähne
TO DO
17.04.2017

bboolleekk

-- aufräumen WZ Küche
-- Gardinstangen bestellen
-- baden
-- Zähne
brum brum ... 21.marzec 2017
21.03.2017

Milionerka76

.. po 5 latach marudzenia siedze i trzymam kciuki :D mocnooooooo bardzo :)
[*][*][*]
16.03.2017

Milionerka76

[*]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M2gCt5dkgWw
22.02 --- 24.02 luty 4 lata
24.02.2017

Milionerka76

... juz 4 rok od momentu gdy ...

zawsze ten czas bede pamietac co tak wszystko odmienil.
24.02.1017 .. pierwsza jazda :)
24.02.2017

Milionerka76

13.30 pierwszy raz siadamy do autka .. oczywiscie w kasku .. i brum brum ...:)
moje prawko w koncu :D 22.02.2017
22.02.2017

Milionerka76

... po tylu latach .... trzymam kciuckiiiiiii :D mocno trzymam .... :)
14 listopad 2016
14.11.2016

Milionerka76

.. na chwilke zamknac oczy i utopic sie w marzeniach

...
marzenia to nie cele

!!!
obiecanka nr xx od Mateusza :)
10.11.2016

Milionerka76

" no to wrocilem i juz zostane " :) - 10.11.2016
26/27 pazdiernik
27.10.2016

Milionerka76

...
moze ona Ci wiecej szczescia da niz ja to potrafilam
11.10.2016
12.10.2016

Milionerka76

.. nic sie nie zmienilo

... nic a nic ...

:(
skopiowac jeszcze raz zeby byla aktualna data
07.09.2016

mysza*76

heh .. o tamtych wpisach zapomnialam nawet .. tez mialam potrzebe sie wygadania aleee mi to tez przypomnialo jak sie czulam ... duzo rzeczy czlowiek zapomina jak nie chce pamietac ... ale niewazne to co bylo .. i nie czytaj tam tylko dwa ostatni wpisy .. i to ten dolny jako pierwszy ... niestety ale braklo mi miejsca na literki ale to chyba tez normalka u mnie
sdada
07.09.2016

mysza*76

ze piszesz do kogos kto przez pol roku staral Cie skrzywdzic gdzie sie tylko dalo ... siedzial godzinami i wysmiewala sie z Ciebie z kazdej Twojej zyciowej sytuacji co tylko mogl ... podpuszczala Cie zebys sam robil z siebie posmiewisko .. starala Cie skompromitowac przed ludzmi z su (oki malo wazne) ale i przedemna (nie dala rady) .. starala sie zeby kazdy sie z Ciebie smial .. im wiecej tym lepiej ..prywatne rzeczy z Twojego zycia ... nawet Twoje uczucia rozgadywala i sie z tego smiala .. w koncu mialo byc wesolo .. ktory podal Twoje dane co dla mnie akuratnie malo wazne jest .. i dobrze wiesz ze nie posunal sie dalej tylko dlatego ze sie Ciebie bal ze Ty zrobisz cos "gorszego" ... byla choragiewka i raz mowila tak na drugi raz inaczej .. dawala Ci wine za wszystko .. za to ze tracila internetowe kolezanki .. za to ze wyzywala ludzi .. za to ze zycie jej popsules .. marnowala z Toba czas i bardzo tego zaluje - tak mowila .. i odpowiedz sobie teraz sam na pytanie: na takiej znajomosci Ci zalezy?? .. taka osobe lubisz?? ... z taka osoba chcesz spedzac swoj czas?? ... jezeli odpowiedziales TAK to ... to teraz zapytaj sie swojego serduszka gdzie sa Twoje zasady ... ale moze ja sie myle ... i moze jeste glupia .. moze masz racje ze tacy ludzi sa warci zeby utrzymac przyjazn z nimi ... a te rzeczy co tu pisalam to bylo tylko co z Toba robila .. bo innych tez traktowala jak nic jak sobie przypomne jak traktowala tuttti i nawet jej ojca co ja przygarna jak byla w potrzebie i powinna byc wdzieczna .. moze mam naprawde dziwne podejscie do zycia .. jezeli twierdze ze taka osoba nie zasluguje na nic ... moze masz racje ... ze wlasnie u takich osob trzeba dbac zeby kontakt nie zanikl .. ze trzeba dwonic za nimi i zdawac relacje o su ... moze u takich osob trzeba dbac zeby nie zapomnialy o kims .. moze takich ludzi powinno sie miec przy sobie .. heh moze moze ... ale to ja osobiescie wole byc sama niz tracic 1 minute mojego zycia na nich ... Ty myslisz inaczej .. tylko nie wiem dlaczego ... gdzie jest ten Mateusz co by taka osoba "pognal" a nie za nia dzwonil??
dgshahs
07.09.2016

mysza*76

smieciem bez zasad i honoru Cie nazwala kilka razy ta Twoja Edytka ... oki dla mnie smieciem nie jestes ... nie byles i nie bedziesz ... ale fakt faktem to ze z nia rozmawiasz i jej jak to nazywasz "wybaczyles" to mi pokazalo ze sie mylilam i ze masz wiecej troche tych zasad tzn ze sie ich trzymasz bo jak sie czlowiek brzydzi jakiegos typu czlowieka tzn jakis cech charakteru od kogos to sie nimi brzydzi .. jak ktos by na kogos umial pluc to ... nie kocha go za 5 min tylko dlatego ze ta osoba przyjdzie i sie odezwie ... i fakt nie rusza mnie to tak jak kiedys ale ciagle mysle nad tym bo probuje to zrozumiec dlaczego jak chodzi o nia tak zmieniasz swoje podejscie do zycia ... to co kiedys mi bardzo w Tobie imponowalo to .. nagle nie ma tego ... i wiesz pisze to jak jest miedzy nami dobrze ... jak rozmawiamy ze soba ... bo musze bo chce zrozumiec ... i fakt faktem ze na sama mysl ze robisz sobie przerwe w pracy i piszesz do mnie troszke jak tam Ci idzie robota a pozniej logujesz sie na facebook zeby zobaczyc co napisala kolezanka i jej tez napisac ze baranek sie sciany trzyma to .. dla mnie to okropne i nie zrozumiale jest ... i wiem ze jak Ci to pokaze jak mysle to bedziesz zly i obrazano na mnie ... alee ja Mateusz czasami musze powiedziec co mysle ... narazie tego nie wysylam bo chce pogadac o tym .. moze mi wytlumaczysz i moze zrozumie dlaczego tak Ci zalezy na pisaniu z nia ... narazie mam takie uczucie ze bedziesz z nia pisal ciagle dopuki ona nie zmieni swojego zycia i Cie nie oleje poprostu ... wtedy bedzie koniec z Wasza znajomoscia ... ale to zalezy tylko od niej bo Ty - pomimo Twoich zasad i pomimo tego ze chciales- nie jestes w stanie tego zakonczyc .. i to jest okropne .. to czy Ty z nia rozmawiasz czy nie to miedzy nami nic nie zmieni juz ... kiedys powiedzialam Ci - pomysl nad soba nad tym co chcesz ... i miales wybor ... ja albo ona ... dobrze wiesz co wybrales i nawet jak gadalismy ze soba pozniej ... bo ja nie ukrywam tego ze mi zalezy na Tobie jako na czlowieku i tesknie za Toba nawet jak to jest na necie ... to czegos brakowalo miedzy nami przez to ze pobiegles do niej ... brakowalo tej bliskosci .. tego co bylo kiedys .. ona byla miedzy nami ... i sa rzeczy co sie nie da zmienic juz .. ale wiesz nastepnym razem jak bedziesz do niej dzwonil i pisal i szukal jej obecnosci to sobie pomysl ...
w koncu wybor i jasnosc -
02.08.2016

Milionerka76

[00:13:40] mateusz: Kiedys się zaczela nasza znajomość kiedyś związek teraz niech każdy idzie w swoja droge
[00:14:07] mateusz: Mam nadzieje ze poznasz kogos z kim będziesz szczesliwa
[00:14:15] mateusz: powodzenia Marta
2 sierpien
02.08.2016

Milionerka76

prosilam o rozmowe ... olales mnie

......

[22:37:43] Marta Marta: a to masz ode mnie tez na pozegnanie cos :)
[22:38:24] Marta Marta: nie chcialam akceptowac ze odeszlaes ... przez ostatnie 2 miesiace ... na sile chcialam Cie trzymac
[22:38:29] Marta Marta: ale tak sie nie da
[22:38:38] Marta Marta: szczesia Ci zycze :)
[22:41:10] Marta Marta: a i jeszcze jedno ... mimo wszystkiego nie zaluje ani jedenj sekundy co z Toba rozmawialam ... pamietaj jestes warty ... wszystkiego i godny szacunku :)
[22:41:12] Marta Marta: dobranoc
Gdybym mogla podarowac ci tylko jedna rzecz tego swiata ...
20.07.2016

Milionerka76

Gdybym mogla podarowac ci tylko jedna rzecz tego swiata, chcialabym dac ci umiejetnosc patrzenia moimi oczami. Wtedy zauwazylbys, jak wazny dla mnie jestes.

bardzo wazny .. wyjatkowy szczegolny i warty wszystkiego ... i to nawet teraz jak odeszles .. poszles do niej .. i nie ma Cie przy mnie .. wiec zacznij sie pilnowac i dbac o siebie .. bo wsumie jestem spokojna i nie groze ale jak sie nie wezmiesz za siebie to ... to zaczne byc agresywna bardzo i Ci pokaze gdzie raki zimuja .. i nie tylko raki ale i koty psy zolwie bociany nietoperze i inne zwierzaki !! .. a pamietaj wiem gdzie mieszkasz :P .. prosze Cie .. pomysl nad soba, swoim zyciem, zdrowiemi swoja przyszloscia ..