Friday, October 30, 2009

Bread Baker's Apprentice Peter Reinhart

What is already PERFECT

What is perfect?


Is there a perfect man?

We search for the perfect and right spouse of study, career, lived, ...


just as we try to different approaches and Central improve - whether in sports, music, school, studies, career, creativity, family, dealing with people, time management, money, prestige , beauty, power, and, and, and!


What drives up to us to get better?

Can we ever be better?

And what is even better?

I think it is deeply rooted in everyone that he wants to get better. But as I head here?


is precisely here that is the point I want to describe. How often do we live in an illusory world or have to look into other only in our illusory world.

We want to show how PERFECT we are yet.

all what you do.

How to clothes.

How to behave.

What do I do joke at the expense of the other.

How to move around.

Who you surround yourself. will

...


If these points are not so important in our daily lives, because you always even represent? The attempt to show others how well you but actually is or that you at least better than its over.


Who dares because nowadays even to lay his cards on the table?

who still shows his true self?


And who KNOWS be true self at all?


We have learned from beginning of our life, our "present . Learned to behave in such a way that not everyone directly recognizes how or who you are but in reality.


We try to persuade out by say: It is used by us geforder t good, strong and to be perfectly .


BUT WE WANT more often convey just that themselves, so we live like this.


We let other people and friends to look into our hearts open up to anyone or only with certain ulterior motives.


Each sentence, every phrase is carefully planned to come up with a specific intention to a private ambitious goal.


It live individualism and long live the egoism.

What MIR brings the other person and how I can manipulate and to SO that everything seems like I imagine me or the other it envisions.


How often is life, and attempting to sell best . Long live the market economy.

This "must sell", this perfectionism , this "I need to be better," will help us in advertising, in the magazines and daily exemplified and REVEALS , but start WHO should with such anti-social superficiality and falsehood, with the selfishness stop?


Who sets the standards which is good, better, more perfect?


Often it is even further.

order for the picture perfect is, we pick the best people out in the area. How often is a friend from under these conditions, or how often it is only under such a contact at one point.

The people and friends are supposed to fit into the good or perfect picture of every person , or picture or BETTER.

We let only the people approached us, which we more or equally Benefits have, as we give them too.


but this is not exactly the point at which the society, the friendships and relationships later fail again and again?

The point on which everybody is aware is: I am NOT perfect, nobody is perfect. Yet we demand it from each and we itself


Have we forgotten how to be HONEST SELF us?


Have we forgotten how to give things in the same breath without getting something back?


Should not we finally break Beginning with this falsehood ?

have DU not stop?


How awesome is it, again and again to read the Bible that Jesus this point had completely twisted. What Jesus has given me for without anything to ask me or me back to get. What are the people Jesus was "delivered" rauszuboxen without any ulterior motive and without any attempt to any advantage.

Yes, he was perfect.



ER was LOVE . Only love can REAL break this falsehood.



(I remember even on a phone conversation where I said, I'm Perfect, okay, this expression meant as a joke, but how much gravity it was in this joke. I had to learn and I learn to identify on a daily basis, that it is not so, but I am sinner and imperfect. I need to learn, I can learn new rauszubrechen from my own "fake world" and the requirement for other imaginary worlds.)


Let it be a start!

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Ingrown Hairs Stomach Men

blank in the head

Dear readers, although it is not my subject (or perhaps because the incident has caused me bad stress), I will tell briefly why was I sending break has occurred:

My dog, my constant companion, friend and comrade is dead - poisoned! He must be the last evening walk - like greedy Labradors are now times - a poison bait has been added.

It was so cruel to have to watch how he suffered, as his large dark eyes looked at me pleading for help. But I could not do anything for him and the vet was powerless in the fast-acting poison. He was just bad pain, shortness of breath and cramps relieved by a narcotic, so that he could relax go to the Rainbow Bridge .

I am so very sad to miss him so much and am completely beside me.
Once I feel better, I guess my topic here again.

Humphrey, my little bear, I will never forget you!