tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61715412012-01-15T23:28:29.307ZRamblings mostly. I'm not even attempting to write a chronicle of anything, just tidbits of my life and thoughts, with a picture of my taking here and there.Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.comBlogger901100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-87869342778961917612011-12-21T21:59:00.003Z2011-12-21T22:11:20.583Z

Thank you for taking such good care of me :-)It's been awesome, you've been awesome.This year all I want for Christmas is... the Big Bad Wolf.Yeah, this is major, there are a few minor things, but I will take care of those myself soon, just need a little help in the wild canine department. I know your blessings come always with a catch, but I 'm willing to take that risk, so bring it!

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-7670883481862879522011-09-02T20:40:00.004+01:002011-12-18T22:20:00.176Z

Being a grown up is not about being unable to dream, it's about realizing in split second that Prince Charming is charming all right, but he won't be coming with a bouquet of roses and a ring because: it's late, roses are pricey (and gold is 1600$/ounce are you insane?), he'd look like fool if he did, and the S.O. wouldn't let him...*le major sigh*

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-79251184876820982752011-05-01T19:44:00.005+01:002011-12-18T22:18:34.056Z

There will be no more ocean, sadly, but there will be greenery and hills and valleys. There will be new life, new challenges, new places and new people. For now there are cardboard boxes in which I have to squeeze my life. All the years and memories on one side, all the shoes and handbags on the mundane part. Some things have been sitting here for years untouched, because they were oh so

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-11340345513991247192011-03-10T12:30:00.004Z2011-12-18T22:22:12.009Z

Dear Santa... I should have known you'd have all sorted out sometime before Easter, you do and it's unbelievable :-)All changes on New Year's Day, new spring new life and all that jazz. I'M FLOORED! I'M SPEECHLESS! Now it's time for me to push and pull myself and my stuff through the door you just opened.To work, to work... Oh, my...

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-36463086915624814192010-12-05T21:27:00.003Z2012-01-15T21:56:03.520Z

... and I'm nearly speechless.Santa, Santa Santa...now you've got my head spinning. You waited till I put it in writing and now I got it, but of course with your special twist. Is your middle name Murphy perchance?I'm thankful, of course, sometime around Xmas I will let you know if I'm happy too and if I lived up to your expectations.Life is so interesting at times, and with some deus ex machina

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-51901049754127970262010-11-09T15:12:00.004Z2012-01-15T21:49:52.841Z

Time is volatile and flows freely, sometimes slower, sometimes faster, still timing is everything.I wrote a few words in my notebook (transcribed below) and before I got to posting here how all is good, something blew right into my face. Timing...OK, the subject had to do with time, but in a slightly different way, here it comes:Christmas came early this year, and while I'm grateful for all the

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-73601762559001299402010-04-05T22:53:00.005+01:002012-01-15T21:54:37.899Z

Two different places, two completely different feelings.The first felt almost magical, it was a Catholic order full of real faith and devotion, free from the Vatican's vanity and pride. Even if it is not exacly an open place, they made me feel welcome, they were just kind and good people. I could have told them that they worship yet another version of the solar god - born in December, going

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-41677770093342308792010-03-28T02:59:00.007+01:002012-01-15T23:25:46.577Z

The most useful features of any modern communication apparatus are, quite definitely:a) the "off" button,b) the "invisible" modebecause the communication thing is a bit obvious :p,but it's nice to keep it restricted to people we really want to communicate with, and when we want to communicate.Frankly, I fail to understand the need to be available to the world at any time of day and night, yet it

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-44762659842566044982010-02-18T10:14:00.005Z2012-01-15T23:28:29.314Z

Awaiting the coming of spring and of new life :-)It's there and it will eventually awake, but it's been a long wait this year. On the other hand waiting is very much part of the process, as it has always been.Amazing how people have lived for millenia according to the same principles coming from the seasons and associated symbolism, never mind what names they gave to their gods and goddesses the

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-82365312302336503762010-01-08T13:00:00.006Z2012-01-15T23:22:39.017Z

The title begs for a picture of a benedictine abbey, but I don't have one at hand, so some old style Flemish merchant work ethic will have to do. Actually, I shouldn't be posting right now, I should be working or studying, but I'm so overwhelmed with sheer quantities of pages upon pages to read, excercises to, well, excercise, and the normal workload that I cannot focus.Oh, well, eventually all

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-40593616191520253272010-01-02T01:46:00.005Z2012-01-15T23:24:50.773Z

Immediately - not much, but I'm working on future changes, the situation is evolving positively and there's no need to rush or worry.Dear Santa, you do deliver :-) thank you...I'm quite set in quality and quantity of black skirts and dress shirts, the black watch fits perfectly. Still undecided between Alpha 850 and 550, so this one can wait till I finally make up my mind, my current camera is

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-32453828048393113412009-11-27T12:59:00.006Z2012-01-15T23:16:47.203Z

Here I am again, trying to figure out what I need and what I want… Not an easy task, as usual, taking into consideration philosopher Jagger’s “you can’t always get what you want” and the ever true “be careful what you ask for, you can actually get it”.Let’s go slowly then, let’s forget the world peace and lower CO2 emissions – this is Obama’s thing after all. First thing – the closest to

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-30191542635805333502009-10-31T22:25:00.004Z2012-01-15T23:15:29.534Z

Happy Samhain, or should I rather say Happy Wintertime?Happy long nights and misty days, happy thick soup and hot potatoes, happy chestnuts and wine, happy sweaters and boots, happy snuggling on the sofa and in a warm bed.Master Sting is right, it is an underappreciated season and quite unjustly so. There can be no springtime rebirth without winter descent into darkness, either in nature or in

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-18546639971384941902009-08-14T16:51:00.013+01:002012-01-15T22:01:12.695Z

Sometimes what's in plain view may become a secret, because we give it our own, secret meaning. It becomes coded with a secret code only we can decipher. It becomes ours. Sometimes what's generally considered sinful or immoral may become sacred, because we feel the spiritual power that gives it a whole new meaning, above and beyond any trivial judgement. It becomes our own religion. It becomes

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-42250050869266823442009-07-28T11:14:00.006+01:002012-01-15T23:14:04.974Z

It’s so cool to find someone who shares our passions. To talk endlessly in hermetic languages of some specific area knowing that all is understood and little has to be explained. It’s especially cool to find a long lost hobby twin when one is crazy about some fringe subject like 14th century sculpture or New York jazz scene of the early 60’s. It’s sometimes even cooler to meet people who share

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-29759658126130378802009-07-06T22:01:00.007+01:002012-01-15T23:05:17.590Z

A glass of wine at the end of the day.Snooping places noone else can see and taking pictures thereof...Freshly painted, shiny toenails.Wind messing with my hair.Sun caressing my shoulders.Fresh and crisp linens, even if the bed is not meant to be shared, tonight.Work, results and pay.Satisfaction of having done things, especially with our own hands and even more especially when we get this

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-88235939520173951432009-05-14T17:09:00.006+01:002012-01-15T22:55:32.882Z

I have a confessed soft spot for men in uniforms. In part it’s due to my grandfather, great-grandfather, great great-grandfather and many others in my male line having been military, by choice or need. The other part is archetype: The Emperor – the warrior, the very embodiment of courage and honour, someone you can trust, someone who is there to protect you – as long as you are on the same side,

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-86283820860615266622009-05-09T21:15:00.004+01:002012-01-15T22:43:15.674Z

I do, I still do, but the days after soaring high are hard, even if it's not a fall that follows just a reality check. The adrenaline rush is the greatest thing on earth, coming back to normalcy is ... painful. An ilussionary pain, subjective, but pain nonetheless. Emptiness.Time to kill.

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-21300072251521274242009-04-27T13:07:00.005+01:002012-01-15T22:40:55.921Z

Once upon a time, in a lovely kingdom by the ocean, there was a noble, brave man. Thanks to his military talents he quickly climbed the ranks and soon was the second in command responding only to the king himself. Our noble knight grew rich and powerful, his riches second greatest in the kingdom, as only the king was wealthier.One day the noble knight decided to retire, to give away his

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-33476136021148711832009-02-25T23:59:00.004Z2012-01-15T22:38:50.346Z

From new Year's Eve to Valentine's Day to Carnaval - this silly season, when one needs to be merry by decree, while the real rites and traditions are forgotten.OK, New Year is a moment of passage, in our part of the world and this version of calendar, but who said it requires doing stupid things like getting wasted, jumping up and down and dancing to bad music?The day of mandatory "romance" is

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-35508877046471646062009-02-24T00:03:00.004Z2009-02-24T00:24:38.108Z

This is not a film-critic-cultural-event blog, but this time I have to.I am disappointed with Bollywood "poor boy meets girl and wins lottery because he's nice" story getting 8 Oscars, I really am. The Academy took the feel good route and seriously overdid it with all the cheerful spirit for the times of crisis.Best song? WTF?"Milk" and "The Reader" were much more movie movies, "Benjamin Button"

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-31878264730747462042009-01-19T23:11:00.004Z2012-01-15T22:36:07.391Z

Focus is essential, timing is everything. To learn about the right time for everything important see: "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button"...Now, focus is necessary to attain goals, and to get simple things done. Along the line of NY resolutions I scheduled a dentist appointment for next week, more medical professionals will follow *ack!* but what needs to be done, needs to be done.Cleanining,

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-89703334552536806562009-01-03T00:50:00.004Z2009-01-03T19:44:20.888Z

(technically: addendum to the New Year post)I have a bruise on a finger, exactly where weddingband usually goes.I got this bruise hauling my luggage while wearing a ring I bought some time ago. This reminded me that for a long time now I've been alone like this - last time a man in my life, other than my father, gave me a ring or something of different value was ... for my birthday in 2000?I even

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-16298121546752110752009-01-02T00:06:00.006Z2012-01-15T22:37:08.367Z

All is very quiet indeed, and I like it this way. Some things seem to fall in place creating a harmony, just like the pillars above. Harmony which, hopefully, is the starting point for a change. A necessary change, I must say.BTW, dear Santa, thank you for the lens and perfume, I will have to live without the rest (current sales may provide the cardigan, so that's no problem). You did amazingly

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-43632891146884118262008-11-27T00:50:00.004Z2009-01-02T00:31:37.141Z

Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree...Originally uploaded by KaryatisHere we go again. I'm almost done getting presents for my friends and family, hope your shopping goes as planned too.I was good this year, I behaved and I deserve your best effort, dear Santa, but heck if I know what I would like you to get me. World peace and food for the children, sure, but for me? A winning lottery ticket

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-78620959127211355702008-11-20T22:13:00.005Z2012-01-15T22:33:56.757Z

Ten years ago tonight I met someone who changed my life forever.For better, for worse, he become one of the most important people in my life and, in a way, I still miss him, although I do not wish to see him again or even talk to him. He was the most intense and twisted personality I ever touched, and since I was at crossroads at the thime his influence was decisive in many, many ways. I still

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-90728731899277803982008-08-08T14:25:00.006+01:002012-01-15T22:22:33.678Z

This is the day of the 888s from Bejing to Lisbon and everywhere else where the same calendar is used. Mhm, I thought the Chinese used a different calendar? Anyway, the Bejing Olympic Games open today, as a mix of police state and fireworks. We can boycott all we want now, the IOC and Coca-Cola decided for us long time ago, a fast growing market of billions is worth, well, billions. Poor Dalai

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-74518792232695451742008-07-19T17:16:00.004+01:002011-12-18T22:58:45.028Z

This morning...First a doctor told me I was going to die soon, I was weak and sick and had little time left, so I started reading things really fast to stuff as much information in my head as possible. I was reading from the internet files in pdf format (I spent 2 last days at work selecting info and converting it to pdf to compile a presentation for prospective business partners, this explains

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-31832611325704478822008-06-22T02:08:00.007+01:002012-01-15T22:21:03.731Z

I was recently reminded of the importance of the moment. Twice.One moment, or part of it was captured on this picture, but it does no justice whatsoever to the feeling, the tension, the night. The moment like this happens and goes away, just like this. Usually it does not come back, or the replicas are not the same as the original. Well, they never really are the same... That particular moment

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-2108292912894902292008-05-01T00:47:00.005+01:002012-01-15T22:18:18.572Z

I’m writing this in Word so I can later copy and paste into blogger. Yeah, you guessed it, my internetz went the way of the dodo and, thanks to modern integrated solutions, so did the TV. It’s outside my apartment, something’s wrong in the mysterious network of cables “out there”, where the truth and other things are. That is also where morons live; mainly morons who work for call centers and

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-89306942673489382692008-04-28T22:31:00.002+01:002008-04-28T22:35:22.819+01:00

Sonata in G minor (Guitar solo) Originally uploaded by Sator Arepo Play me like a base guitar...With those long and strong fingers of a practical dreamer make every string of me vibrate, deeply, slowly. Hands, hot and eager for me, I can still feel your touch. Hands strong enough to build fences and tear down walls and to hold me safe on steep iron stairs.Touch me like a fine instrument, love

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-45493461866548351612008-03-19T15:22:00.004Z2008-03-19T15:33:47.589Z

So, I finished reading that stupid book, and it made me wonder - what for?Following the author's advice a girl should get a man interested without falling in love herself (that would be dangerous for the plan), train him like a circus horse with huge doses of whip and carrots (men do not react much to verbal stimuli, apparently), only to get... what?To get a man she doesn't love or respect, even

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-52446374554766430872008-03-05T23:36:00.006Z2012-01-15T22:15:23.402Z

That's a pretty good question, and probably not as simple as the author tries to sell it.Maybe both sexes have hunter's instinct to chase whoever is trying to escape and feel mildly uneasy being chased?One thing is certain - from mom's and grandma's teachings to Cosmo magazine - girls are conditioned to please, serve and be nice, while boys are not.Obviously in some cultures more than in other,

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-3749161990402017662008-02-15T00:07:00.003Z2012-01-15T22:11:01.401Z

In pink fluff department almond blossom is fine, magnolias are beautiful and roses somewhat cheesy (depending on the shade of pink though).Now, the madness known as Valentine's Day is totally and absolutely stupid. By saying that I don't mean I don't like caring and nice things people do for each other, it mean I don't believe that anything can be forgiven or forgotten just because of a teddy

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-15039462465953817812008-01-04T15:55:00.001Z2012-01-15T22:06:38.001Z

Nothing like new calendar period to make a handful of more or less binding resolutions. Putting them in writing and displaying in public (does anyone read me anymore?) may have additional mobilizing effect, so, here we go:(in no particular order)1. Save money for THE THING, that must remain unnamed and undisclosed.2. Read the National Geographic's book on photography and practice, practice,

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-56690581346538657012007-12-31T23:14:00.001Z2011-12-18T22:56:45.578Z

It used to be "Nothing Changes on New Year's Day", but as much as I still love the U2 it's time for a change. Enter: Sting "Brand New Day" and a snapshot of the sky at dawn taken from a plane.The change is already in motion, it's in the air, it's coming - and it's for the better, I'm sure.I'll drink to that. To change, to love, to magic, to travel in space and time, to soul mates, to dreams, to

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-13578129895676499442007-12-09T22:37:00.001Z2011-12-18T22:55:09.037Z

Dear, dear Santa,All seems to be set for this year. I almost forgot to write you, but you seem to be reading my thoughts. I was going to ask for some photo equipment, and what do you know - it's coming my way! Other than that, world peace and free Tibet what can I ask you for? Hard cash is always good, be it lotto winning numbers or just a promotion at work, or even enough free lance gigs. From

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-24676176343578289002007-11-09T23:21:00.001Z2011-12-18T22:53:03.646Z

Soooo... I'm free to set my goals, choose the means, do whatever I wish, or just do nothing. While it is convenient to make some money to pay the bills, I could choose to do without, why not. I can decide to be a good and productive member of society or to embrace the dark side.But what if I choose inaction? Will it leave my life empty of any purpose or meaning whatsoever? Probably. Technically I

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-40320067832105915502007-11-08T14:44:00.001Z2011-12-18T22:51:21.310Z

Sun-Moon, darkness-light, masculine-feminine, hot-cold, wet-dry – my other half to complete me.But wait, I’m whole… so why do I long for – for what? For whom?The sensation of being with someone who fits oh so perfectly is incredible, but the bliss never seems to last. The fit is never really as perfect as it seems at first or even at second glance. There’s always the dark side of things and

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-13986989289248349522007-10-29T13:19:00.000Z2007-10-29T13:45:09.762Z

Tha previous post was probably the last one uploaded from my laptop, and the photo was about to be of the last batch from my camera... Someone entered my home and took my stuff when I was asleep. May a million camel fleas invade your crotch, bastard...

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-19053098818062179552007-10-28T23:06:00.001Z2011-12-18T22:47:14.276Z

The soul commands, or rather should command, the body. We should feel the divine spark guiding us a bit. Just a little bit... Not that we should all be saints, that would make the world boring, just go above and beyond the obvious, the material, the trivial.One can always use the ecstatic moments to soar. No previous knowledge of tantra is really necessary, just love.

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-5486821749587743112007-10-07T19:43:00.001+01:002011-12-18T22:48:54.420Z

Not the blinding light of revelation but the soft around the edges light of wisdom.I have no right to ask, I can only hope.Thy will be done.Thy kingdom come.Deliver us...

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-15442633837329023202007-09-15T20:21:00.001+01:002011-12-18T22:43:26.744Z

Thanks for the line, Nelly. Flames to dust and, hopefully, lovers to friends. Sooner or later everything comes to an end. And sometimes sooner is better than later, before it's too late to be friends. Married couples sometimes stay together for too long, the flame is gone but there are kids and houses and in-laws and all other types of chains, so when they finally part, they already hate each

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-65801684952086864862007-08-22T23:47:00.001+01:002011-12-18T22:40:32.915Z

I bought this book some time ago.But only now had time to really look inside, check the layout, the pictures, the general concept of the thing.Now I have some 500 pages to read, and read I will.Gothic still impresses me in many aspects, many things remain mysterious and unexplained even in the light of modern technology. How did the people of so called "dark ages" manage to make those wonders? We

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-78011110236466583782007-05-18T00:24:00.001+01:002011-12-18T22:38:04.055Z

Let there be light, space, movement, life, spring renewal, summer fullness and heat. Let me stretch and yawn in the sun, let me go places, let me fly, maybe for the last time.PS. Santa - you're the best! *does a little tribal dance*

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-18236746402556084642007-04-17T17:03:00.000+01:002007-10-09T21:48:47.563+01:00

Life without adrenaline is (almost) not worth it.QED

Karyatishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444755806272773045noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171541.post-91232475044807075222007-01-02T23:03:00.001Z2011-12-18T22:35:29.426Z

Two years passed since I said exactly the same thing.Almost, there's a "?" now.There may be a change, there could be a change. Air, space, travel, something... Not necessarily space travel, but general movement and breath of fresh air.I don't know what, I don't know how... but it feels like now or never, but that's another song.

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Well, well well, once I started thinking I actually came up with some Xmas wishes, want to hear?I'd like a tripod so I can explore some more advanced techniques in photography, prolongued exposures, HDR and the like. Yes, I would love a new camera, bigger, better and stronger, but I'm not sure if I can ask for that much... can I?And, of course, I would like some stuff to put on myself: a small

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OK, I confess, I forgot to write you in time for the gifts to get ready or cash earmarked for them, my fault. Problem is, dear Santa, I don't have my wishes as clear as last year, in other words - I don't know what I want. Stupid but true.I don't even know what I want to do with my life, much less what I want to get in two weeks. Well, surprise me :-)Anyway, a winning lottery ticket would be nice

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Questions assault on a rainy day: who am I? what am I doing here? what's the freaking meaning of life and universe? what can I co? what have I lost so far? what can I have? is it too late? why me?No answer. Not even one.I'm full of good advice for others and I have no ideas for myself. Should I get off my butt and paint the walls or wait for a brighter future? Is there a brighter future? Is

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Our cause, freedom on the Internet.Please visit http://irrepressible.info/ and sign:Sign our pledge on Internet freedomI believe the Internet should be a force for political freedom, not repression. People have the right to seek and receive information and to express their peaceful beliefs online without fear or interference.I call on governments to stop the unwarranted restriction of freedom of

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Even if we like decadence, vintage and antiques every once in a while it's good to remove the debris from our lives, literally and figuratively.There's something liberating in a simple act of cleaning. According to Feng Shui excessive stuff aka clutter is a major obstacle for the free energy flow around and through us, and we need that energy in our physical, emotional and spiritual life. Can we

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This is about the path I'm going to take. It will be published and I will have no more excuses. There's no need for alarm though, it's nothing esoteric or very special, just some semi-diet and excercise to keep in shape after the holidays. Part one - Food:fried stuffs are the work of the devil, especially french fries and chips of all shorts - to hell with them!white sugar is white only to

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Dear Mr. Jagger, thank you so much!Thank you for the great night, for the music, the light, the emotion. Apparently, we were the lucky ones to see and hear the whole crew in good shape, make sure that next time you plan a more relaxed tour, as technically you are reaching the retirement age and all.Speaking of which, thank you, above all, for setting the example how to remain young without

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Fear of failure and of being judged and criticized. We spend our lives trying to live up to someone's expecations - our parents, our peers, boy/girl we try to impress, spouse, friends, bosses, our own kids... So many times we end being chastised for our efforts with "we criticize you because we love you and want you to be perfect, people who praise you don't like you, they don't care if you get

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Once upon a time the internet was a place for technogeeks, assorted sci fi freaks, game nerds, and shut ins of all flavors. Now with all the electronic gizmos getting net wired Joe Public is invading our sanctuary with their gay ass blogs, poorly constructed web pages, and wanna be famous pop culture bullshit. Now all of a sudden the internet is fucking cool. It was cool until these mindless

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Can we travel back in time? In theory there should be parallel universes, bent space and time, and other post-einsteininc phenomena but going back mere two years to find everything in the same place, yet completely different and better in so many ways is eerie and cool.Just like 2 years before Sting appeared in Lisbon, older yet better (and he's not the only renewed one), better voice, more of a

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Memorable moonglight it was :) and great tripod work without a tripod.There's nothing wrong with being romantic and watching the full moon, there would be nothing wrong with making love under that moon.

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Maybe they still exist, ethereal beautiful ladies in lace dresses. I'm not one of them, never was, never will be, but I can admire art and style nonetheless. Exquisite Lalique jewelry alongside with ancient Roman glass and French clocks, my former "boss" was indeed a patron of fine arts. When in Lisbon, make sure you drop by and check on his legacy.

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I'm so going to miss my PEACE.Peace is good, peace is peaceful, peace is healthy and nice.Rescue operation at sunset soon?I'm going to dream of peace now...Peace...

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...bright, bright sun shiny day...

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"Shining" is still disturbing and Jack Nicholson is still a genius. Good night.

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Blessed be quiet city apartments, even if they are rentals and cost a small fortune.Blessed be sudden moments of inspiration from light and air, even if they happen in the middle of an intersection.Blessed be digital cameras, always ready, even if getting heavier with quality.Blessed be big bags and backpacks that allow me to carry so much, even if they make me carry too much at times.

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I went to "visit" an incredible artist today. If I called her the best female painter of all times it might be sexist-machist-offensive, as, for me, she can stand against any painter, male or female, and hold ground. On the other hand Frida Kahlo's art is female, passionate, cruel, emotional, true and raw, some would say - manifestation of The Goddess on canvas. If my life could be a blog, her

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A friend posted this to a message board I frequent. I know, I know, it's just another "motivational" little story people are probably urged to "forward to everyone on your mailing list" so something nice will happen to them in the end of the day.Yet, it's true... Just to quote INXS in two songs: "the devil inside, the devil inside, every single one of us the devil inside" and "we all have wings,

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Look at both pictures.Yeah, I know, people die, people are tortured and it was only a mosque, but this one was special to me.When I was a kid I got a postcard with it, glittery golden dome under bright blue sky. It was the symbol of the Great Orient - the myth, the legend - from philosophers and mathematicians to sultans, luxuries and mysteries to the Orient Express - this was the symbol of the

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To take or not to take... seems to be the new Shakespearean dilemma for many, but in the Olympic season the sportsmen are obviously in the spotlight. The heroes of our time willing to sacrifice their health, and sometimes the very life, for our family-oriented entertainment. So sweet, aren't they?So, it was established by some sectors of American society that a middle-aged boob is obscene, but

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Today's teengers are not exactly eager to read old Jane Austen's romances, and probably don't care much for movies based on them. At least I did not see any teenagers at the cinema this afternoon, quite the contrary, I saw many people way into retirement age, some accompanied by their children or spouses. Different audience, different maturity, people who chose to go to the movies for old

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I know, I know, the title is contrary to what this blog says on top, but my life is my life and it's not to be blogged out for everyone to read and comment, I think I lack this kind of exibitionism.I'm trying to keep my posts neutrally universal, no real life names or other direct identification because this is the way I want it to be. There are no more than half a dozen people on whole Internet

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Contrary to GWB's opinion global warming is a fact, unfortunately. Oddly enough harsher and colder winters are one of the results of the global warming, contradiction is only apparent. In case of Europe where movements of Atlantic waters are altering the flow of Gulf Stream - major source of warmer water in the North-Eastern Atlantic and main factor making our climate milder.Yesterday most of the

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1. Thermo-teapot - check.2. Memory stick - soon-to-be-check.3. Idealist - check (once again bought it myself but Santa provided the cash).4. Perfume - double check, one Mugler + one Chanel, funds provided by Mr & Mrs Claus.5. Manpower and funds to fix bathroom etc. OK, I realize this is the tough one, need to talk to the landlord. Can landlords be influenced by Christmas spirit? Pretty please?5.

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What do you know... well done Santa!Well, almost. I had to foot the bill myself, but number 8 on the list was fulfilled quickly, right in time for the cold days. If this is how it works, old man, it's doable, as long as you make sure my credit card bill is covered, if you know what I mean.Now about that ride to IKEA... :) Ah, and since you are taking notes, apparently, I changed my mind about the

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I'm writing to you to let you know that, like everyone else, I have wishes too.It is painfully obvious by now that nobody looked me up on Amazon as I only ever received stuff from my whishlist that I actually paid for myself. Guess I have to explore different avenues, thus this letter.I am fully aware of your workload and of the global crisis, but it would be really nice if you could get me

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Leaves or flowers?Originally uploaded by Karyatis.This is the first attempt to link my Flickr and Blogger accounts by posting directly from one to another.

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I can see clearly now the rain is gone... and if I look up I can see a rainbow.Actually I did see a rainbow on Monday but somehow I feel most people missed it. It was enormous, bright, over north-western part of the city. Why could people miss such a big thing hanging there in the sky? It was a Monday morning, people, except this fool here, were busy, hurrying to work, to buy a newspaper, to have

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Yeah, it's been a year, and except for a couple anachronisms nothing bloody changed.Why bother to even write a new post? Why bother indeed...Monday, October 11, 2004 Lonely weekend ramblings for no reasonI’m not sure I want to share, maybe I don’t really WANT to but what else can I do?I just spent entire weekend completely alone and the only people I talked to face to face were cashiers, waiters

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1. Don’t.2. If you do, evaluate the risks and at least lie about something worth it.3. Memorize your version and stick to it, or you will just look pathetic.4. In order to make nº 3 easier don’t give too much detail, it may confuse even you and may look suspicious by itself.5. Never forget – people are not stupid and they will prove it to you when least expected.6. When you get caught, act like a

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Oh my, this is supposed to be second part of the "Is there such thing as too good blow job?"(February 14, 2004 post) this time dedicated to the reverse a.k.a. pussy eating.Miau!Not an easy subject if you ask me, so I concentrated on intensive research, especially field research - at this point I would like to thank where applicable for all the lab sessions, discussions on the subject and

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Mhm... there we go, comments allowed and other features randomly activated. Fun, fun, fun. Now, maybe I should post something, and I even have an idea...BRB

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Why is it that I'm always late for work when I dream?In today's case I can see where Portuguese-looking house comes from, which is kind of obvious, but the story about the boy and a nurse... I really hope this time I'm not having premonition about someone I know virtually and who's actually trying... Mmmm, no, some things are better unsaid and even more - unwritten.And now for the dream itself:

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Nothing changes on new year’s day (U2)What should, would, could change anyway? Just another day, another step (still limping on crutches), another smile, another sunshine, another disappointment. What else is new? Crutches turned out to be a very interesting experience. People notice me in a different way, maybe because I move in a different rhythm, maybe because crutches don't fit the healthy

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Who's gonna pick me up from the floor? Well, I got up on my own and I'm sitting now, but a few hours ago I was on the floor at the bottom of the building entrance stairs. Main parts of my physical being are unhurt (and falling from 5'11" plus 3-4 stairs it's not a bad result) but I landed with my right foot twisted back-inwards and it hurts like hell now. I didn't hear any bad tearing or

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Dreams againAnother "for the record" dream entry, this time long and detailed, I'm surprised I remembered so much...1. I'm going to some kind of retreat-holiday camp thing only for women. I see there many known and unknown faces, including that girl I knew back in primary school but long since lost contact with her. It's unbearable to me, noisy, full of busy-bee female beings - arrrr... So I look

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Taking solemn vows of marriage is an act of hope. Hope that love and friendship shared by two people will last long and with time turn stronger, till they truly become one. Because we do not seek out other half ready made to suit who we are, but we embark on a journey together as two different people in hope that we will, one day, be one.We hope that in years to come, when we are no longer young,

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I’m not sure I want to share, maybe I don’t really WANT to but what else can I do?I just spent entire weekend completely alone and the only people I talked to face to face were cashiers, waiters and the like. Does it count as conversation? Not really, no…Basically, this is not new and it’s not entirely bad. I hate crowds and I made my choices, but sometimes it bugs me, sometimes I feel like

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I may stop smoking sometime soon. You may ask what's so special about it, well it's is a bit weird because it's not something i decided to do, it's just happening all by itself. I've been smoking for the last 24 years or maybe 25, never wanted or had motives to quit. Especially not when my parents and later my ex-husband nagged me to stop. Also i didn't start smoking because of peer pressure or

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Just for the record, these were just dreams, but who knows... 1. I'm in a southern looking town (feeling it's in Mexico, but other than that - no indication), i'm on the hill overlooking the city and hear an airplane coming, than i see it, passing in front of me over the city from left to right, the engine is on fire and there's thick black smoke. Eventually the airliner dives and explodes when

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Yes, there is.Obviously men love blow jobs, at least most of them do. There's still a fringe minority of uptights who consider the whole idea unkosher (see: de Niro to Billy Crystal "in the mouth that kisses my childredn!?!?"), but in general it's safe to assume that men love blow jobs.Now, if men love blow jobs they like them to be delivered with quality, just like everyting else.BUT, there's

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Who am I?Well, at this stage of my life I really don’t know anymore. These writings may be a way to find out. Being a Gemini woman explains some aspects of my persona and personality, I see them as composed of several layers each one completely different if not the opposite of the previous one. Let’s see:- Outer physical – rough and tough – tall and strong looking, dressed in black and denim,

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I don’t intend to write a diary, I’m no Bridget Jones. Not-a-Book may contain dates, but Bridget, no I don’t think so. I’m different, but then, maybe I’m not. I like seeing myself as a higher intelligence being with all kinds of intellectual interests. Question is: am I kidding myself here? Maybe I’m just trying to deny a simple, hateful truth that I’m no more than a normal person is? Tough one.

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