Monday, 30 January 2012

chinese zodiac




If you were born in any of these years, your Chinese zodiac is a dog.

1922, 1934, 1946, 1958, 1970, 1982, 1994, 2006, 2018, 2030


The dog is:

Loyal, faithful, and true, people born in the Year of the Dog make the best of friends.

As such, they often inspire confidence in others and are always willing to help those in need.

The Dog is not showy, and sometimes can be shy at social gatherings. Their role is more apt to be as good listeners, and they usually make good companions for the more demonstrative or gregarious personalities of the zodiac.

A born worrier, the Dog people can sometimes bark and bite at those around them, or become highly critical of others who do not share their same highly developed sense of honor and duty. Conversely, Dogs may become quiet, cool and judgemental with loved ones who arouse their anger, but they will always remain devoted.

Although young Dogs are apt to find fault at every passing injustice, the more mature will usually grow less anxious and take matters far less seriously as they age. Their basic ideal of guarding against the wrongs of society as a whole stays with them, however. It is certainly always the Dog who can be relied upon to speak up for the disenfranchised and downtrodden.

Dogs do not consciously seek out riches, but neither do they ever want for creature comforts. With their considerable talents and innate qualities, Dogs usually excel as effective social activists, teachers, nurses or doctors.

Dogs can be overly shy when making friends or courting someone. If they are interested, they want to make certain you are as well before expressing any interest. They are emotionally sensitive people, who don't take wounds to the heart very easily. As a lover, Dogs are compassionate, supportive partners, eager to hear about your day at work or the project you just finished. They share the highs and lows of being in love, defending their partners to anyone who attacks them.

If you were born in any of the following years, you are a monkey

1908*1920*1932*1944*1956*1968*1980*1992*2004

The monkey is:

Monkeys, of all the other signs, are the most promiscuous. They are flirtatious and like to seek the attention of others to get what they want. They are easily bored and must be stimulated intellectually as well as physically in order to stay around for extended periods of time. The Monkey can be clever, mischievous and manipulative when pursuing a love interest.

Monkeys are fun and loving persons who are always cheerful and energetic. They are very clever. Give a monkey a boring book to read and he'll turn it into a Musical. Better yet, he'll invite everyone to see it free! That's how talented, creative and generous monkeys usually are.

If you go to a party, you'll find Monkeys at the center of attention. Their charm and humor is the key to their popularity. Sociable and diplomatic as they may appear, they can be deceptive sometimes - they hide their opinions of others beneath their friendliness. But they don't hide their emotion. You can probably tell how a monkey is feeling from miles away - he wants everyone to know how happy or depressed he is.

Monkey people are very good at problem-solving. Wherever you are, whoever you may be, if you've got a problem pick up the phone and dial-a-Monkey. Monkeys know how to listen closely and work out solutions at the same time. And because Monkeys' curiosity, they usually have a great thirst for knowledge. Still they have few scruples - they could be unreasonable sometimes, and they have the ability to persuade themselves and everyone around them to believe that they are doing the right things. Some say monkeys are self-centered, some say they are opportunistic, some say they are guileful, but monkeys couldn't care less - because they are also indifferent.

If you were born in the following years you are a snake:

1929, 1941, 1953, 1965, 1977, 1989, 2001

A snake is:

Snakes have always been the seducers of human beings. If you know the story of "The White Snake", you will understand what I mean. In reality, Snake people are born charming and popular. Snakes are spotlight magnets, and they will not be ignored. Peer group attention and public recognition are the least of what he expects. Yet Snakes are never noisy or deliberately outspoken, and they have have excellent manners.

Unlike the Snake who seduced Eve in to sin. the astrological Snake, is not a devil, not even a little demon. The Snake is a nice oversexed normal human being. Determined to follow through anything he undertakes to the bitter end, the Snake detests being left in the air. He makes his decisions quickly and firmly.

Most people are secretly or hopelessly in love with Snakes. Gather those frustrated folk you know and most likely, they are probably in love with a Snake. Irresistible as they seem, the Snake never wastes time in idle gossip. He thinks often and deeply. He is an intellectual, a philosophers, a cerebral person. Snake people rely heavily on first impressions, on their own feelings, on their sympathies, rather than on facts, on the advice and opinions on others. He seems to have a kind of sixth sense in this way.

Snakes are a bit tight when it comes to lending money, though his sympathy for others often leads him to offer help. The fatal flaw in his character is, in fact, a tendency to exaggerate - in helping friends as with everything else. If he does somebody a favor, he becomes possessive towards them in an odd way.

Another big flaw in a Snake's character is that, they are capable of biggie lies. White lies, true lies, whatever they call them, though they don't lie often, they do lie when they feel they can get away from it.

In money matters, the Snake has good luck: he doesn't have to worry - he'll always be able to lay his hand on money when he needs it. Generally, Snakes are careful but generous with friends and family. The Snake should stick to careers that won't involve him in any risk - even the risk of working too hard, for to tell the truth, the Snake is a bit lazy.











She loves me; She loves me not.





Trying to shake this feeling..feeling of loneliness. (subconscious mind-you're incapable of being alone; you're afraid because you think you are missing out on something)


You see the thing is...I really do love her, but I love me more. I tried to give her everything I had, but I felt like she just ran away with all of my stuff. Should I give it back to her? (subconscious mind- you should never allow anyone to have that much power over you.)

It hurts like hell. What hurts the most is not knowing if that person will still love you the same tomorrow. What is she thinking. I wonder if she is even thinking at all. Maybe she's at a standstill like me. (subconscious mind- you know she's thinking of you, why do you always need reassurance?)

I promised myself to write. I promised myself to write from the heart and never stop, anything to keep my mind occupied or off of her. Now I see what opening your heart to someone does to someone like me. All of the emotions come oozing out of my pores at once and then all of a sudden I lose control. Utterly lost and helpless because I can't seem to see what's inside of me, and this is what breaks down my nerves. This is what sends them flying in every direction. (subconscious mind- gain control of yourself; everything is going to be just fine).

If I can write at least one blog a day, at least then, I can think about being responsible for my own learning, instead of thinking about how miserable I am without her. Things just aren't the same anymore. Does she even care? You see, I have to ask myself that once or twice, so that I can remember how worthy I am. Why do I even need reassurance? (subconscious mind-maybe it's because you can't seem to pull the confidence from anywhere else). Subconscious mind- you know she does love you the best way she knows how.

Saturday, 28 January 2012

Love hates me






You drive me crazy uncontrollably
Then you say my name and shout at me insanely
What am I to do with you?
So in love with you
But I every time I turn around, there's some shit with you.
You say you met a girl,
So she caught your eye.
Somehow I think there's more to this, and I don't know why.
Finally, I opened up my heart but now I have to say good riddance.
Or am I just afraid to love,
Don't know why I can't just give in.
Although it hurts like hell,
I just can't open up to you.
As I drown in all my miseries,
And feel this pain anew.
This word called trust is such a scary thing.
If I listen for a moment,
It might take away my pain.

Thursday, 23 December 2010

Awaken

When the time comes, the universe will awaken, and the planet we know as home will be no more. You must ask yourself how much of what you see, feel, and hear is actually real. Scientists have been studying human nature for hundreds of years and probably know more about ourselves than we do. What we hear, feel, and see is maybe only 1/10 of reality. Frequencies in the polluted air provoking confusion about who we really are. When will it end? What will we become? Where will we go?

Two girls went to the cemetery in search of an adventure. They left with something that couldn't be explained. What they failed to understand is that they were already there. We are there now! Wake up people!


You know what would be really cool?

What?

We should sneak into that cemetery up the street.

Which one? The historical one?

No, the one with the McDonald's and the jungle gym in front, of course the historical one.

Oh...

Disintegrated pieces of slaves rotting in the ground, now that's something I totally want to check out.

29 minutes later

Oh shit, this creeps me out. I've never danced with the dead.

Did you remember to bring the stuff?

Yeah, I got it don't worry; I can't believe you coerced me into doing this. It's so dark. Are we supposed to climb over that gate? I thought funerary grounds were usually open to the public.

Yeah, just hoist yourself up onto the bar.

This probably isn't a good idea; we should go back.

Don't renege now; we've already walked this far.

(sighs) OK OK..

Stagnant air makes me feel as if I'm waiting for something to happen.

I know; this is somewhat eerie.

Light it up. You think anyone can smell it?

Like who, we're the only ones out here.

57 minutes later

You see that tree over there?

Yeah, what about it?

It slightly resembles a Heglig tree.

You can name trees; that's astonishingly cool.

Yeah I can sense things too; I'm convinced they're with me all the time.

Who is with you all the time?

Those people standing over there.

What people?

Over there....

I don't see anyone. Are you fucking with me?

They're coming towards us; let's go.

Please don't hurt us! Who are you? What are you?

You must never tell anyone you saw us! Never tell anyone you saw us!

Run! Come on Let's go!

Wait...hold on, I can't jump over that gate as quickly as you.

Of course you can, just hike up your skirt; here I'll help you.

A police car just went by, what if they saw us? We're in so much trouble.

It doesn't matter; hurry up, I can hear them breathing.

13 days later

You've been acting a little strange ever since that night. What's up with you?

Just leave me alone, OK.

What was that we saw out there.

I don't know, but let's pretend it never happened and it'll go away.

16 days later


Somethings growing inside of me.

What are you talking about?


I think something followed us home that night.

Have you told anyone what we saw?

Only Mark...

Why did you do that? We were specifically told not to say anything!

Am I supposed to keep something like that in? He wouldn't whisper it to a soul.

19 days later

(Screams) Please get it out of me.

What do you want me to do?

Just get it out of me.
argh...I can feel something inside me too. What's happening to us?
27 days later

Where are we?

All of the animals are running in that direction. Let's follow them Let's hide behind these trees quick.

Whatever.

What do you think happens to us when we die?

Who knows, we probably just rot in the ground.

What about heaven and hell? Don't you believe in it?

Both are in the center of the earth.

What are you saying, do you think we're dead?

Why do your hands look like that? What's happening? What is that? Please Mister. Leave him alone. Don't do that. Please Mister. He's with me. Where are you taking him??

Aaaargh!

Welcome to Hell

Several years ago a book was published, entitled Beyond Death's Door by Dr. Maurice Rawlings. Dr. Rawlings, a specialist in Internal Medicine and Cardiovascular Disease, resuscitated many people who had been clinically dead. Dr. Rawlings, a devout atheist, "considered all religion "hocus-pocus" and death nothing more than a painless extinction". But something happened in 1977 that brought a dramatic change in the life of Dr. Rawlings! He was resuscitating a man, terrified and screaming — descending down into the flames of hell:

"Each time he regained heartbeat and respiration, the patient screamed, "I am in hell!" He was terrified and pleaded with me to help him. I was scared to death. . . Then I noticed a genuinely alarmed look on his face. He had a terrified look worse than the expression seen in death! This patient had a grotesque grimace expressing sheer horror! His pupils were dilated, and he was perspiring and trembling — he looked as if his hair was "on end."Then still another strange thing happened. He said,"Don't you understand? I am in hell. . . Don't let me go back to hell!" . . .the man was serious, and it finally occurred to me that he was indeed in trouble. He was in a panic like I had never seen before."

(Maurice Rawlings, Beyond Death's Door,(Thomas Nelson Inc., 1979) p. 3).