Movements

Suzanne

2012-02-01T23:09:00.000+01:00

Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half crazy
But that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind.

And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said "All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind.

Now Suzanne takes your hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind.

2011-12-17T22:50:00.000+01:00

I found this text here

One always has to know when a stage comes to an end.
If we insist on staying longer than the necessary time, we lose the happiness and the meaning of the other stages we have to go through.
Closing cycles, shutting doors, ending chapters – whatever name we give it, what matters is to leave in the past the moments of life that have finished.

Did you lose your job? Has a loving relationship come to an end? Did you leave your parents’ house?
Gone to live abroad? Has a long-lasting friendship ended all of a sudden? You can spend a long time wondering why this has happened.

You can tell yourself you won’t take another step until you find out why certain things that were so important and so solid in your life have turned into dust, just like that.
But such an attitude will be awfully stressing for everyone involved: your parents, your husband or wife, your friends, your children, your sister.
Everyone is finishing chapters, turning over new leaves, getting on with life, and they will all feel bad seeing you at a standstill.

Things pass, and the best we can do is to let them really go away.

That is why it is so important (however painful it may be!) to destroy souvenirs, move, give lots of things away to orphanages, sell or donate the books you have at home.

Everything in this visible world is a manifestation of the invisible world, of what is going on in our hearts – and getting rid of certain memories also means making some room for other memories to take their place.
Let things go. Release them. Detach yourself from them.

Nobody plays this life with marked cards, so sometimes we win and sometimes we lose.
Do not expect anything in return, do not expect your efforts to be appreciated, your genius to be discovered, your love to be understood.

Stop turning on your emotional television to watch the same program over and over again, the one that shows how much you suffered from a certain loss: that is only poisoning you, nothing else.

Nothing is more dangerous than not accepting love relationships that are broken off, work that is promised but there is no starting date, decisions that are always put off waiting for the “ideal moment.”

Before a new chapter is begun, the old one has to be finished: tell yourself that what has passed will never come back.
Remember that there was a time when you could live without that thing or that person – nothing is irreplaceable, a habit is not a need.
This may sound so obvious, it may even be difficult, but it is very important.

Closing cycles.
Not because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but simply because that no longer fits your life.

Shut the door, change the record, clean the house, shake off the dust.

Stop being who you were, and change into who you are.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

Birth place...

2010-09-01T23:49:00.000+02:00

The Dream That Must Be Interpreted

2010-06-28T07:45:00.000+02:00

The Dream That Must Be Interpreted

This place is a dream.
Only a sleeper considers it real.

Then death comes like dawn,
and you wake up laughing
at what you thought was your grief.

But there's a difference with this dream.
Everything cruel and unconscious
done in the illusion of the present world,
all that does not fade away at the death-waking.

It stays,
and it must be interpreted.

All the mean laughing,
all the quick, sexual wanting,
those torn coats of Joseph,
they change into powerful wolves
that you must face.

The retaliation that sometimes comes now,
the swift, payback hit,
is just a boy's game
to what the other will be.

You know about circumcision here.
It's full castration there!

And this groggy time we live,
this is what it's like

A man goes to sleep in the town
where he has always lived, and he dreams he's living
in another town.

In the dream, he doesn't remember
the town he's sleeping in his bed in. He believes
the reality of the dream town.

The world is that kind of sleep.

The dust of many crumbled cities
settles over us like a forgetful doze,

but we are older than those cities.
We began
as a mineral. We emerged into plant life
and into the animal state, and then into being human,
and always we have forgotten our former states,
except in early spring when we slightly recall
being green again.
That's how a young person turns
toward a teacher. That's how a baby leans
toward the breast, without knowing the secret
of its desire, yet turning instinctively.

Humankind is being led along an evolving course,
through this migration of intelligences,
and though we seem to be sleeping,
there is an inner wakefulness
that directs the dream,

and that will eventually startle us back
to the truth of who we are.

~Rumi

Rokia Traore sings "M'Bifo" | Video on TED.com

2010-06-02T23:09:00.002+02:00

Rokia Traore sings "M'Bifo"

This is a most amazing woman, and I'm glad I've heard from her now.
Listen and it might enrichen your life too.

Take this hammer by Leadbelly

2010-04-17T20:45:00.000+02:00

Take this hammer, carry it to the captain
Take this hammer, carry it to the captain
Take this hammer, carry it to the captain
You tell him I'm gone
You tell him I'm gone

If he asks you was I runnin'
If he asks you was I runnin'
If he asks you was I runnin'
You tell him I was flyin'
You tell him I was flyin'

If he asks you was I laughin'
If he asks you was I laughin'
If he asks you was I laughin'
You tell him I was cryin'
You tell him I was cryin'

I don't want no cornbread and molasses
I don't want no cornbread and molasses
I don't want no cornbread and molasses
It hurts my pride
It hurts my pride

Take this hammer, carry it to the captain
Take this hammer, carry it to the captain
Take this hammer, carry it to the captain
You tell him I'm gone
You tell him I'm gone

~Leadbelly

Ne me quitte pas

2010-04-10T17:06:00.002+02:00

Ne me quitte pas, il faut oublier
Tout peut s'oublier, qui s'enfuit déjà
Oublier le temps des malentendus et le temps perdu
A savoir comment oublier ces heures
Qui tuaient parfois
A coups de pourquoi, le coeur du bonheur
Ne me quitte pas
(4 fois)

Moi je t'offrirai des perles de pluie
Venues de pays où il ne pleut pas
Je creuserai la terre jusqu'après ma mort
Pour couvrir ton corps d'or et de lumière
Je ferai un domaine où l'amour sera roi
Où l'amour sera loi
Où tu seras reine
Ne me quitte pas
(4 fois)

Je t'inventerai des mots insensés que tu comprendras
Je te parlerai de ces amants-là
qui ont vu
deux fois leurs coeurs s'embraser
Je te raconterai l'histoire de ce roi mort
De n'avoir pas pu te rencontrer
Ne me quitte pas
(4 fois)

On a vu souvent rejaillir le feu de l'ancien volcan
Qu'on croyait trop vieux
Il est paraît-il
des terres brûlées
Donnant plus de blé qu'un meilleur avril
Et quand vient le soir pour qu'un ciel flamboie
Le rouge et le noir ne s'épousent-ils pas
Ne me quitte pas
(4 fois)

Je ne vais plus pleurer
Je ne vais plus parler
Je me cacherai là à te regarder
Danser et sourire
Et à t'écouter
Chanter et puis rire
Laisse-moi devenir l'ombre de ton ombre
L'ombre de ta main
L'ombre de ton chien
Ne me quitte pas
(4 fois)

Ne me quitte pas translated in English:

Do not leave me.
One must forget
that which is bygone.
Everything can be forgotten -
The instances
of misunderstandings
and all the moments lost.
Knowing how to
forget the hours
that sometimes killed
the essence (or the very heart) of happiness
- with all the doubts (or why's).
Do not leave me... (4x)

I will offer you
pearls made of raindrops,
found in countries where it never rains.
I will traverse the Earth,
until after I'm gone,
only to cover your body
with gold and with sunlight.
I will establish a kingdom
where Love will be king,
where Love will rule,
and you will be Queen.
Do not leave me. (4x)

Do not leave me.
I will invent for you
nonsensical words
which only you will understand.
I will tell you stories
about the lovers
whose hearts have been
twice ablaze,
and of that king
who died for not having met you.
Do not leave me.

One has often seen
a fire erupting
out an ancient volcano,
thought to be extinct.
And it seems
that a scorched earth
could give more wheat
than in the best of springs.
And when the evening falls
do the red and the black not unite
in order for sky to be set aflame?
Do not leave me.

Do not leave me.
I will no longer cry.
I will no longer talk.
I will just hide where
I can look at you
dance and smile,
and listen to you
sing and then laugh.
Let me become
the shadow of your shadow
the shadow of your hand
the shadow of your dog.
Do not leave me. (4x)

Ne me quitte pas translated in Dutch (Jaques Brel's second language) and a lot of other languages, like South African, you can find here: Ne me quitte pas

Tattoo ( Taatje )

2010-03-23T16:50:00.000+01:00

Yesterday evening 22-03-2010 at 20.30 my sweet old dog Taatje died.
He was 17 years old and a fantastic friend.
Taat was brave and strong, loyal and happy.
I'm really grateful that he's been my dog for so many years
My heart and house feel terribly empty.
I miss him SO much...

Hond met bijnaam Knak
God, zegen Knak
Hij is nu dood
Zijn tong, verhemelte, was rood
Toen was het wit
Toen was hij dood
God, zegen Knak

Hij was een hond
Zijn naam was Knak
Maar in zijn hondenlichaam stak
Een beste ziel
Een verre tak
Een oud verbond
God, zegen Knak

—

Jan Hanlo (1912-1969)

The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face

2010-02-25T01:12:00.001+01:00

The first time, ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and the stars
Were the gifts you gave
To the dark,
and the endless skies
My Love.

And the first time, ever I kissed your mouth
I felt the earth move in my hands
Like the trembling heart
Of a captive bird
That was there, at my command
My Love.

And the first time, ever I lay with you
I felt your heart so close to mine
And I knew our joy
It would fill the earth
And last, 'til the end of time
My Love.
The first time ever I saw your face,
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
and the moon and the stars
were the gifts you gave
To the dark
and the endless skies my love

The first time, ever I saw
Your face
Your face
Your face
Your face

Roberta Flack

I want you

2010-02-23T17:41:00.000+01:00

Oh my baby baby I love you more than I can tell
I don't think I can live without you
And I know that I never will
Oh my baby baby I want you so it scares me to death
I can't say anymore than "I love you"
Everything else is a waste of breath

I want you
You've had your fun you don't get well no more
I want you
Your fingernails go dragging down the wall
Be careful darling you might fall
I want you
I woke up and one of us was crying
I want you
You said "Young man I do believe you're dying"
I want you
If you need a second opinion as you seem to do these days
I want you
You can look in my eyes and you can count the ways
I want you
Did you mean to tell me but seem to forget
I want you
Since when were you so generous and inarticulate
I want you
It's the stupid details that my heart is breaking for
It's the way your shoulders shake and what they're shaking for
I want you
it's knowing that he knows you now after only guessing
It's the thought of him undressing you or you undressing
I want you
He tossed some tatty compliment your way
I want you
And you were fool enough to love it when he said
"I want you"
I want you
The truth can't hurt you it's just like the dark
It scares you witless
But in time you see things clear and stark
I want you
Go on and hurt me then we'll let it drop
I want you
I'm afraid I won't know where to stop
I want you
I'm not ashamed to say I cried for you
I want you
I want to know the things you did that we do too
I want you
I want to hear he pleases you more than I do
I want you
I might as well be useless for all it means to you
I want you
Did you call his name out as he held you down
I want you
Oh no my darling not with that clown
I want you
I want you
You've had your fun you don't get well no more
I want you
No-one who wants you could want you more
I want you
I want you
I want you
Every night when I go off to bed and when I wake up
I want you
I'm going to say it once again 'til I instill it
I know I'm going to feel this way until you kill it
I want you
I want you
I want you

This song never fails to make me cry, it still does ... reminding me of lost love ... sigh

What Becomes Of The Broken Hearted

2010-02-21T19:59:00.000+01:00

As I walk this land with broken dreams
I have visions of many things
Love's happiness is just an illusion
Filled with sadness and confusion,
What becomes of the broken hearted
Who had love that's now departed?
I know I've got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Maybe.
The fruits of love grow all around
But for me they come a tumblin' down.
Every day heartaches grow a little stronger
I can't stand this pain much longer
I walk in shadows
Searching for light
Cold and alone
No comfort in sight,
Hoping and praying for someone to care
Always moving and goin to where
What becomes of the broken hearted
Who had love that's now departed?
I know I've got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Maybe.
I'm searching though I don't succeed,
But someone look, there's a growing need.
Oh, he is lost, there's no place for beginning,
All that's left is an unhappy ending.
Now what's become of the broken-hearted
Who had love that's now departed?
I know I've got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
I'll be searching everywhere
Just to find someone to care.
I'll be looking everyday
I know I'm gonna find a way
Nothings gonna stop me now
I'll find a way somehow
I'll be searching everywhere

Jimmy Ruffin

Easy Hearts

2010-02-03T22:49:00.000+01:00

put the houses in a row
down the streets we used to know
and all the things out in the yard
that can hang there to and fro

if the money isn't right
can i be yours tonight?
i've an easy heart

from the windows of your house
reflects back on yourself
then it gets you wonderin'
if it means anything

if the money isn't right
can i be yours tonight?
i've had a pretty hard life
i've had a pretty hard life
for such an easy heart

you move away when you're young
they take away where you're from
and all the things out in the trees
that can hang there in the breeze

if the money isn't right
can i be yours tonight?
i've had a pretty hard life
i've had a pretty hard life
for such an easy heart
easy heart

Whiskeytown

"Walk On By"

2010-01-30T22:42:00.002+01:00

If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry, each time we meet
Walk on by
Make believe that you don't see the tears
Yes let me grieve in private
'Cos each time I see you I break down and cry
Oh walk on by
I just can't get over losing you
And if I seem broken in two
Walk on by
Foolish pride, that's all I have left
So let me hide the tears and the sadness
You gave me when you said goodbye
Oh walk on by
Stupid pride that's all I have left
So let me hide the tears and the sadness
You gave me when you said goodbye
Oh walk on by
You know you really got to go
So walk on by
Baby leave me never see the tears I cry
Know you really got to go so walk on by
For my sister

Tom Waits

2009-11-19T19:56:00.000+01:00

My (first)playlist at - MyFlashFetish.com

Blue Valentines

2009-11-19T17:34:00.002+01:00

He sends me blue valentines
All the way from Philadelphia
To mark the anniversary
Of someone that I used to be
And it feels just like there's
A warrant out for my arrest
Got me checkin in my rearview mirror
And I'm always on the run
That's why I changed my name
And I didn't think you'd ever find me here

To send me blue valentines
Like half forgotten dreams
Like a pebble in my shoe
As I walk these streets
And the ghost of your memory
Is the thistle in the kiss
And the burgler that can break a roses neck
It's the tatooed broken promise
That I hide beneath my sleeve
And I see you every time I turn my back

He sends me blue valentines
Though I try to remain at large
They're insisting that our love
Must have a eulogy
Why do I save all of this madness
In the nightstand drawer
There to haunt upon my shoulders
Baby I know
I'd be luckier to walk around everywhere I go
With a blind and broken heart
That sleeps beneath my lapel

He sends me my blue valentines
To remind me of my cardinal sin
I can never wash the guilt
Or get these bloodstains off my hands
And it takes a lot of whiskey
To take this nightmares go away
And I cut my bleedin heart out every nite
And I die a little more on each St. Valentines day
Remember that I promised I would
Write you...
These blue valentines
Blue valentines
Blue valentines

SRIMATI RADHARANI

2009-10-03T02:05:00.003+02:00

Radha ..

Krishna (w)ALLpaper

2009-10-03T01:54:00.004+02:00

Small but gorgious picture of Krshna converted by me in much bigger and somewhat different wallpaper.
I'm in love with those radiant colors that seem to tell about the brilliant sun, spices, sand & silk.
Enjoy my humble addition. :-)

Animations Yeaah !

2009-09-30T19:09:00.003+02:00

I just LOVE those beautiful brightly colored Hindu animations.
And I think I'll HAVE to show you more of these !

The Journey

2009-09-28T04:49:00.007+02:00

The Journey

One day you finally knew

what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting their bad advice--
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.

"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy was terrible.
It was already late enough,
and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen branches and stones.

But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do--
determined to save
the only life you could save.

Mary Oliver

FridayNight

2009-09-06T18:36:00.006+02:00

This is one of the things being sleepless can bring me ... a new render !

You really should look at these renders full size .. just click on the pic !

Wee Folk

2009-09-06T18:27:00.005+02:00

I particulary like these small people to play with in Poser, they're so cute !

More renders featuring this tribe will follow ..

3D Renders

2009-09-06T18:05:00.014+02:00

I want to show some of my latest poserworx here at my blog .. so you'll have at least an idea of what I'm doing lately. *grin*

I'll start with some I've made a few months ago .. Girls in the City.

These are studies for light and pose.

I'll make new posts for the other art I want to show off.

Strange placement of the pics, I know .. sorry.

Is it a crime

2009-07-14T01:03:00.007+02:00

This may come, this may come as some surprise
but I miss you
I could see through, all of your lies
But I still miss you
He takes her love, but it doesn't feel like mine
He tastes her kiss, her kisses are not wine, they're not mine
He takes, but surely she can't give what I'm feeling now
She takes, but surely she doesn't know how

Is it a crime
Is it a crime
That I still want you
And I want you to want me too

My love is wider, wider than victoria lake
My love is taller, taller than the empire state

It dives and it jumps
And it ripples like the deepest ocean
I can't give you more than that
Surely you want me back

Is it a crime
Is it a crime
That I still want you
And I want you to want me too

My love is wider than victoria lake
Taller than the empire state
It dives and it jumps
I can't give you more than that, surely you want me back

Is it a crime
Is it a crime
That I still want you
And I want you to want me too

It dives and it jumps
And it ripples like the deepest Ocean
I can't give you more than that
Surely you want me back

Tell me
Is it a crime

My Poser Girl

2009-04-19T22:27:00.004+02:00

One of my latest Poser worx ..

Koffie & Tranen

2008-05-16T23:55:00.002+02:00

Dutch poetry, not translated yet, sorry.

De koffie smaakte naar tranen vanochtend en

flarden van een droom prikken in m'n hoofd om de herinnering los te zuigen

maar veilig verborgen in onder-bewustzijn laten ze alleen de

juichende pijn voelen van verliefd te zijn.

De droom woelde de scherpe herinnering los van niet-eenzaamheid

het niet samen meer kunnen rijgen van de kralen van vroeger en nu

gekoesterd als fotoos en gedachten en omhelzingen in de tijd

Het snoer is gebroken, ik laat ze allemaal los

zwevend en drijvend zoals

ikzelf.

*Ellen*

Holophonic Sounds

2008-05-16T18:57:00.005+02:00

Click title link on top please ...
These are called Holophonic sounds and are made to be listened to with headphones.
They are recorded with a dummy head that has two microphones, one in each ear.
The shape of the head and ears must be similar to a human head.
And you will see .. eh .. hear, a most awesome experience !
Just do it, you know you want to !

De klok

2008-01-22T23:51:00.000+01:00

Calming the Mind

2008-01-13T18:23:00.000+01:00

Calming the Mind

Too much knowledge
Leads to overactivity;
Better to calm the mind.
The more you consider,
The greater the loss;
Better to unify the mind.

- Shih Wang Ming (6th century)

Paint it BLACK (wel loodvrij aub)

2007-11-16T03:49:00.000+01:00

Meet "Blackle" a Googlish page without the white background.
The idea behind it is this: A black page uses less energy to load then a page existing of white pixels.
So with it's millions of hits each day, Google would save thousands of dollars.
That's why there's now Blackle.
There's no easier way to contribute to a healthier environment then using Blackle as your starting page.

En nu nog effe in Blackle's eigen woorden ;-)

Het idee achter Blackle.
Een zwarte pagina kost minder energie om te laden dan een pagina bestaande uit witte pixels. Met miljoenen hits per dag zou Google duizenden dollars besparen, vandaar deze zwarte variant.
Er is geen makkelijkere manier om een steentje bij te dragen aan het milieu, zet daarom Blackle als je startpagina!
Als je zin hebt tenminste .. ik heb het niet gedaan ... *grinnik*

Enchanting ..

2007-10-03T13:47:00.000+02:00

William Pye

2007-09-05T20:14:00.000+02:00

The water sculptures made by W. Pye are breathtaking I think. But I love water ... and glass.
Water loox like fluid glass right ?

Piglet & Mom

2007-06-30T18:01:00.000+02:00

Psychadelic

2007-05-30T16:11:00.000+02:00

A wonderful gif ... yes it's (just) a .gif, amazing right ?
There's a real New Age feeling emanating from it, as well as a 60th feeling.
Very 2006 ish perhaps ? ;-)
Namaste, Ellen.

A floating blog

2007-05-26T23:17:00.001+02:00

Yes,
A blog softly floating, not falling,
Drifting in cyberspace.
Don't think it's lost though .. it isn't.
It's hoovering near you right now,
You've seen it and catched it, and eventually will read it.
Perhaps just this bit, perhaps more,
Perhaps you feel moved, perhaps you recognize it.
It's a blog ... it's my blog.
I allow it to roam the web, like I roam my thoughts.
It's like me .. in search of knowledge,
In search of searchers ...
It's my beacon.

Yes.

The Seven-Day Mental Diet, By Emmett Fox

2007-05-26T22:49:00.000+02:00

"The subject of diet is one of the foremost topics of the present day in public interest. Newspapers, books, the Internet, and magazines teem with articles on the subject. The nutrition section of bookstores is filled with volumes unfolding the mysteries of proteins, starches, vitamins, carbohydrates, and so forth. The whole world is food-conscious. Experts on the subject are saying that physically you are what you eat. Your whole body is really composed of the food that you have eaten in the past. What you eat today, will be in your bloodstream after the lapse of so many hours, and it is your blood-stream that builds all the tissues composing your body - and there you are.

Of course, no sensible person has any quarrel with all this. It is perfectly true, as far as it goes, and the only surprising thing is that it has taken the world so long to find it out; but in this pamphlet I am going to deal with the subject of dieting at a level that is infinitely more profound and far reaching in its effects. I refer of course to mental dieting.

The most important of all factors in your life is the mental diet on which you live. It is the food, which you furnish to your mind that determines the whole character of your life. It is the thoughts you allow yourself to think, the subjects that you allow your mind to dwell upon, which make you and your surroundings what they are. As they days, so shall they strength be. Everything in your life today the state of your body, whether healthy or sick, the state of your fortune, whether prosperous or impoverished, the state of your home, whether happy or the reverse, the present condition of every phase of your life in fact-is entirely conditioned by the thoughts and feelings which you have entertained in the past, by the habitual tone of your past thinking. And the condition of your life tomorrow, and next week, and next year, will be entirely conditioned by the thoughts and feelings which you choose to entertain from now onwards.

In other words, you choose your life, that is to say, you choose all the conditions of your life, when you choose the thoughts upon which you allow your mind to dwell. Thought is the real causative force in life, and there is no other. You cannot have one kind of mind and another kind of environment. This means that you cannot change your environment while leaving your mind unchanged, nor-and this is the supreme key to life and the reason for this pamphlet -can you change your mind without your environment changing too.

This then is the real key to life: if you change your mind your conditions must change too- your body must change, your daily work or other activities must change; your home must change; the color-tone of your whole life must change-for whether you be habitually happy and cheerful, or low-spirited and fearful, depends entirely on the quality of the mental food upon which you diet yourself.

Please be very clear about this. If you change your mind your conditions must change too. We are transformed by the renewing of our minds. So now you will see that your mental diet is really the most important thing in your whole life.

This may be called the Great Cosmic Law, and its truth is seen to be perfectly obvious when once it is clearly stated in this way. In fact, I do not know of any thoughtful person who denies its essential truth. The practical difficulty in applying it, however, arises from the fact that our thoughts are so close to us that it is difficult, without a little practice, to stand back as it were and look at them objectively.

Yet that is just what you must learn to do. You must train yourself to choose the subject of your thinking at any given time, and also to choose the emotional tone, or what we call the mood that colors it. Yes, you can choose your moods. Indeed, if you could not you would have no real control over your life at all. Moods habitually entertained produce the characteristic disposition of the person concerned, and it is his disposition that finally makes or mars a person's happiness.
You cannot be healthy; you cannot be happy; you cannot be prosperous; if you have a bad disposition. If you are sulky, or surly, or cynical, or depressed, or superior, or frightened half out of your wits, your life cannot possibly be worth living. Unless you are determined to cultivate a good disposition, you may as well give up all hope of getting anything worthwhile out of life, and it is kinder to tell you very plainly that this is the case.

If you are not determined to start in now and carefully select all day the kind of thoughts that you are going to think, you may as well give up all hope of shaping your life into the kind of thing that you want it to be, because this is the only way.

In short, if you want to make your life happy and worth while, which is what God wishes you to make it, you must begin immediately to train yourself in the habit of thought selection and thought control. This will be exceedingly difficult for the first few days, but if you persevere you will find that it will become rapidly easier, and it is actually the most interesting experiment that you could possibly make. In fact, this thought control is the most thrillingly interesting hobby that anyone could take up. You will be amazed at the interesting things that you will learn about yourself, and you will get results almost from the beginning.

Now many people knowing this truth, make sporadic efforts from time to time to control their thoughts, but the thought stream being so close as I have pointed out and the impacts from outside so constant and varied, they do not make very much progress. That is not the way to work. Your only chance is definitely to form a new habit of thought which will carry you through when you are preoccupied or off your guard as well as when you are consciously attending to the business. This new thought habit must be definitely acquired, and the foundation of it can be laid within a few days, and the way to do it is this: Make up your mind to devote one week solely to the task of building a new habit of thought, and during that week let everything in life be unimportant as compared with that. If you will do so, then that week will be the most significant week in your whole life. It will literally be the turning point for you. If you will do so, it is safe to say that your whole life will change for the better. In fact, nothing can possibly remain the same. This does not simply mean that you will be able to face your present difficulties in a better spirit; it means that the difficulties will go. This is the scientific way to Alter Your Life, and being in accordance with the Great Law it cannot fail. Now do you realize that by working in this way you do not have to change conditions? What happens is that you apply the Law, and then the conditions change spontaneously. You cannot change conditions directly you have often tried to do so and failed but go on the seven day mental diet and conditions must change for you.

This then is your prescription. For seven days you must not allow yourself to dwell for a single moment on any kind of negative thought. You must watch yourself for a whole week as a cat watches a mouse, and you must not under any pretense allow your mind to dwell on any thought that is not positive, constructive, optimistic, kind. This discipline will be so strenuous that you could not maintain it consciously for much more than a week, but I do not ask you to do so. A week will be enough, because by that time the habit of positive thinking will begin to be established. Some extraordinary changes for the better will have come into your life, encouraging you enormously, and then the future will take care of itself. The new way of life will be so attractive and so much easier than the old way that you will find your mentality aligning itself almost automatically.

But the seven days are going to be strenuous. I would not have you enter upon this without counting the cost. Mere physical fasting would be child's play in comparison, even if you have a very good appetite. The most exhausting form of army gymnastics, combined with thirty-mile route marches, would be mild in comparison with this undertaking. But it is only for one week in your life, and it will definitely alter everything for the better. For the rest of your life here, for all eternity in fact, things will be utterly different and inconceivably better than if you had not carried through this undertaking.

Do not start it lightly. Think about it for a day or two before you begin. Then start in, and the grace of God go with you. You may start it any day in the week, and at any time in the day, first thing in the morning, or after breakfast, or after lunch, it does not matter, but once you do start you must go right through for the seven days. That is essential. The whole idea is to have seven days of-unbroken mental discipline in order to get the mind definitely bent in a new direction once and for all.

If you make a false start, or even if you go in well for two or three days and then for any reason "fall off" the diet, the thing to do is to drop the scheme altogether for several days, and then to start again afresh. There must be no jumping on and off, as it were. You remember that Rip Van Winkle in the play would take a solemn vow of teetotalism, and then promptly accept a drink from the first neighbor who offered him one, saying calmly: "I won't count this one." Well, on the seven-day mental diet this sort of thing simply will not do. You must positively count every lapse, and whether you do or not, nature will. Where there is a lapse you must go off the diet altogether and then start again.

Now, in order, if possible, to forestall difficulties, I will consider them in a little detail.

First of all, what do I mean by negative thinking? Well, a negative thought is any thought of failure, disappointment, or trouble; any thought of criticism, or spite, or jealousy, or condemnation of others, or self-condemnation; any thought of sickness or accident; or, in short, any kind of limitation or pessimistic thinking. Any thought that is not positive and constructive in character, whether it concerns you yourself or anyone else, is a negative thought. Do not bother too much about the question of classification, however; in practice you will never have any trouble in knowing whether a given thought is positive or negative. Even if your brain tries to deceive you, your heart will whisper the truth.

Second, you must be quite clear that what this scheme calls for is that you shall not entertain, or dwell upon negative things. Note this carefully. It is not the thought that come to you that matter, but only such of them as you choose to entertain and dwell upon. It does not matter what thoughts may come to you provided you do not entertain them. It is the entertaining or dwelling upon them that matters. Of course, many negative thoughts will come to you all day long. Some of them will just drift into your mind of their own accord seemingly, and these come to you out of the race mind. Other negative thoughts will be given to you by other people, either in conversation or by their conduct, or you will hear disagreeable news perhaps by letter or telephone, or you will see crimes and disasters announced in the newspaper headings. These things, however, do not matter as long as you do not entertain them. In fact, it is these very things that provide the discipline that is going to transform you during this epoch making week. The thing to do is, directly the negative thought presents itself - turn it out. Turn away from the newspaper; turn out the thought of the unkind letter, or stupid remark, or what not. When the negative thought floats into your mind, immediately turn it out and think of something else. Best of all, think of God as explained in The Golden Key perfect analogy is furnished by the case of a man who is sitting by an open fire when a red hot cinder flies out and falls on his sleeve. If he knocks that cinder off at once, without a moment's delay to think about it, no harm is done. But if he allows it to rest on him for a single moment, under any pretense, the mischief is done, and it will be a troublesome task to repair that sleeve. So it is with a negative thought.

Now what of those negative thoughts and conditions which it is impossible to avoid at the point where you are today? What of the ordinary troubles that you will have to meet in the office or a home? The answer is, that such things will not affect your diet provided that you do not accept them, by fearing them, by believing them, by being indignant or sad about them, or by giving them any power at all. Any negative condition that duty compels you to handle will not affect your diet. Go to the office, or meet the cares at home, without allowing them to affect you. (None of these things move me) and all will be well. Suppose that you are lunching with a friend who talks negatively-Do not try to shut him up or otherwise snub him. Let him talk, but do not accept what he says, and your diet will not be affected. Suppose that on coming home you are greeted with a lot of negative conversation-do not preach a sermon, but simply do not accept it. It is your mental consent, remember, that constitutes your diet. Suppose you witness an accident or an act of injustice let us say Instead of reacting with pity or indignation, refuse to accept the appearance at its face value; do anything that you can to right matters, give it the right thought and let it go at that. You will still be on the diet.

Of course, it will be very helpful if you can take steps to avoid meeting during this week anyone who seems particularly likely to arouse the devil in you. People who get on your nerves, or rub you up the wrong way, or bore you, are better avoided while you are on the diet; but if it is not possible to avoid them, then you must take a little extra discipline that is all.

Suppose that you have a particularly trying ordeal before you next week. Well, if you have enough spiritual understanding you will know how to meet that in the spiritual way; but for our present purpose, I think I would wait and start the diet as soon as the ordeal is over. As I said before, do not take up the diet lightly, but think it over well first.

In closing, I want to tell you that people often find that the starting of this diet seems to stir up all sorts of difficulties. It seen is as though everything begins to go wrong at once. This may be disconcerting, but it is really a good sign. It means that things are moving; and is not that the very object we have in view? Suppose your whole world seems to rock on its foundations. Hold on steadily; let it rock, and when the rocking is over. the picture will have reassembled itself into something much nearer to your heart's desire.

The above point is vitally important and rather subtle. Do you not see that the very dwelling upon these difficulties is in itself a negative thought, which has probably thrown you off the diet? The remedy is not, of course, to deny that your world is rocking in appearance, but to refuse to take the appearance for the reality (Judge not according to appearances but judge righteous judgment).

Closing words of caution-Do not tell anyone else that you are on the diet, or that you intend to go on it. Keep this tremendous project strictly to yourself. Remember that your soul should be the Secret Place of the Most High. When you have come through the seven days successfully, and secured your demonstration, allow a reasonable time to elapse to establish the new mentality, and then tell the story to anyone else who you think is likely to be helped by it.

And, finally, remember that nothing said or done by anyone else can possibly throw you off the diet. Only your own reaction to the other person's conduct can do that. "

Footnote: I couldn't ask the author for permission to show this here, since I know he's dead.
If anybody has a problem with this published, contact me by comment please.

The Invitation

2006-02-15T23:18:00.001+01:00

What I want to know about you ...

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your life's longing.

It doesn't interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon.
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have been shriveled and closed from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, or to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn't interest me if the story you're telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself, if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray you own soul.

I want to know if you can be faithful and therefore be trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty even when it is not pretty everyday, and if you can source your life from God's presence.

I want to know if you can live with the failure, yours or mine, and still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, 'Yes'!

It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done for the children.

It doesn't interest interest me where or what or with whom you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself, and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

It doesn't interest me who you are, how you came to be here.

I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.

That, I want to know.

2006-02-15T20:38:00.000+01:00

One of the last batch of Poserworx I've made ... I L*O*V*E* the doggies. :-)
And a few linx for the art lovers http://www.neen.org/wb/w/pages/index.htm and http://www.larrycarlson.com/ the rest I'll save for later.
A bit about me ... I'm recovering from a cold that didn't turn into a flue because I take about 3 grams vitamine C each day .... and some B complex & foliumacid I think it's called in English.
At http://avalokita.deviantart.com is my latest Poserwork to be seen.
Oh, and here's a weblog in Dutch that I find very sweet and interesting, but that's because it's written by a very, dear, old friend whom I love (and his family & especially Snowowl his wife) very much. Frankslog: http://www.frankslog.nl .. it just would be nice if people would go through this link to his log .... o well ;-)

The Stranglers, Golden Brown

2006-01-06T21:02:00.000+01:00

Golden brown texture like sun
Lays me down with my mind she runs
Throughout the night
No need to fight
Never a frown with golden brown

Every time just like the last
On her ship tied to the mast
To distant lands
Takes both my hands
Never a frown with golden brown

Golden brown finer temptress
Through the ages she's heading west
From far away
Stays for a day
Never a frown with golden brown

OFF-LINE

2005-12-09T19:51:00.000+01:00

It´s been some time since I wrote something inhere...
But it isn´t my fault !
Unfortunately, VERY unfortunately, my provider made a mistake while trying to upgrade my account to a faster one .... result: No connection and no outlook on a quick recovery of the line.
This of course infuriates me ... I can´t answer mails or comments properly, and I´m still working on that site ... yeah right !
If you wanna see how far I´ve come, go have a look here http://quizpel.nl .
Well, that`s it for now ... I´m on someone elses PC... gotta go, but hope to talk to you all on-line soon !

Funstuff

2005-11-25T05:09:00.000+01:00

Just some fun lines I found in a Journal on-line.
Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.
Drink 'till she's cute, but stop before the wedding.
Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines.
Early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.
I'm not cheap, but I am on special this week.
I almost had a psychic girlfriend but she left me before we met.
I drive way too fast to worry about cholesterol.
I intend to live forever - so far, so good.
I love defenseless animals, especially in a good gravy.
If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends ?
If you ain't makin' waves, you ain't kickin' hard enough !
Mental backup in progress - Do Not Disturb !
Mind Like A Steel Trap - Rusty And Illegal In 37 States.
Quantum Mechanics: The dreams stuff is made of.
Support bacteria - they're the only culture some people have.
Televangelists: The Pro Wrestlers of religion.
The only substitute for good manners is fast reflexes.
When everything's coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.
Ambition is a poor excuse for not having enough sense to be lazy.
Give a man a free hand and he'll run it all over you.
If I worked as much as others, I would do as little as they.
Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder...
24 hours in a day ... 24 beers in a case ...coincidence ?
If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something.
Many people quit looking for work when they find a job.
Dancing is a perpendicular expression of a horizontal desire.
When I'm not in my right mind, my left mind gets pretty crowded.
Everyone has a photographic memory. Some don't have film.
Boycott shampoo! Demand the REAL poo !
If you choke a smurf, what color does it turn ?
Who is General Failure and why is he reading my hard disk ?
What happens if you get scared half to death twice ?
Energizer Bunny arrested, charged with battery.
I poured Spot remover on my dog. Now he's gone.
I used to have an open mind but my brains kept falling out.
I couldn't repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder.
Shin: a device for finding furniture in the dark.
How do you tell when you run out of invisible ink ?
Join the Army, meet interesting people, kill them.
Laughing stock: cattle with a sense of humor.
Why do psychics have to ask you for your name ?
Wear short sleeves! Support your right to bare arms !
For Sale: Parachute. Only used once, never opened, small stain.
OK, so what's the speed of dark ?
Corduroy pillows: They're making headlines !
Black holes are where God divided by zero.
All those who believe in psychokinesis raise my hand.
I tried sniffing Coke once, but the ice cubes got stuck in my nose.
An apple a day keeps the doctor away... so does having no medical insurance.
I really think the Mars Rover is scouting for the next Wal-Mart Superstore site.
Death is life's way of telling you you've been fired.
What we could really use is the separation of Bush and state.
Never play strip poker with a nudist, they have nothing to lose.
If you can't read this, you're illiterate.
It's a small world, but I wouldn't want to paint it.
He who hesitates is boss.
As they say at the Planned Parenthood Clinic, better late than never.

Mother of Pearl, the artwork

2005-11-25T03:27:00.000+01:00

A couple of posts ago I had an entry called 'Mother of Pearl' the photo.
I guess this post should be named 'Mother of Pearl' the artwork/poserwoman.
You really should full view this one, the details give it a much better quality.
It's one of my earlier Poser worx but I still like it.
Do you ?

Work

2005-11-15T15:18:00.000+01:00

Here's an impression of what I want to do with the Quizpel site.
You see I've been asked to make a site for a new small bussiness, it's a dog walk service.
That's like when you don't have the time to walk your dog yourself,(because of work for instance)this guy goes to the forrest every day with your dog for you.
So, now he has asked me to make his site, and I'm very thrilled about that.
Not only because it makes me some money, but also because it's been so long ago since I've made a site.
Well, I know I need the practise, because I've also been asked to maintain another site ... this one here: NONUDO

Curiosity kills time

2005-11-12T22:50:00.000+01:00

Now click THIS !

Intelligent Crowz

2005-10-25T18:18:00.000+02:00

Mythical birds ... you should read what Carlos Castaneda's teacher Don Juan says about them ...
Magical Crows indeed ... look at this: http://www.sciencemag.org/feature/data/crow/weirmovie.mov

Google me !

2005-09-27T17:11:00.000+02:00

When searching Google on the word "Movements" (the name of my site) I get 67.100.000 results .... my site is on the 13 place !
Now thats nice isn't it ? I've got a little trick to score that high though. ;-)

Fossile

2005-09-27T03:07:00.000+02:00

This stock photo, was one of the last I did for Resurgere stock ... a wonderful stock account with the most lovely stock & textures in it's collection.

Blue shell

2005-09-27T02:32:00.000+02:00

I just HAD to put this last shell picture up.... because of it's colors. I didn't use any additional lighting and I swear it is the same shell interiour I've been shooting for years now. But this dark blue color I've never again been able to shoot ... sigh ...

Stock photo set

2005-09-27T01:57:00.000+02:00

If you think "This is a wonderful set of photographs", have a look here this is where you can download the entire package. Ok, ok .. just for the real fans ! ;-)

Shellz and even more Shellz

2005-09-26T21:55:00.000+02:00

Another one of these shell pictures, I like them a lot myself.. :-)

Mother of Pearl .. the photo

2005-09-25T01:12:00.000+02:00

Oh, btw, these pictures are made by me of course, but can you see it's Mother of pearl ?

Sandman

2005-09-25T01:07:00.000+02:00

This is an absolute beautiful link, click it.
http://media.ebaumsworld.com/index.php?e=sandsicaf.wmv

Chains

2005-09-24T17:24:00.000+02:00

When walking the dogs Chris & I found this thuroughly rusted chain at a roadwork site.

About Children

2005-09-15T00:44:00.000+02:00

And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, "Speak to us of Children."
And he said:
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.

PS: The photo is digitally manipulated by me,
if you look closely, you can see my family hidden in the roses.

Dahlia's

2005-09-14T21:41:00.000+02:00

There's a big garden near the little church a few streets away from my house.
The old men that grow their flowers there are members of a Dahlia growers club, so the Dahlias (like the name of a fifties pop band)they grow are stunning.
That and the fact that they're my absolute favorite flower make me a thankful customer of the garden, and whenever it's open I'm very happy to buy flowers there.
So here's a photo of these beauties ...
God, I'm a real flower lover ... nature's so important for me ....
It's a f*cking shame that I'm living in the city right now.
But hey ... I'm not complaining, it's just that I think it's about time for me to live in a somewhat healthier environment.
And I will ... after Vincent finishes his school(s)here.
OK ... time to wrap this post up, have a nice evening/day, whatever suits your time frame.
*Ellen blows kiss*

Me again

2005-09-08T00:48:00.000+02:00

Hmmm ... this is a little more recent picture of me, although I look terrible the last years ... overweighted & sadness carved in the lines of my face.

The Dutch blog

2005-09-08T00:09:00.000+02:00

Indeed, I did start a Dutch blog back then, and it's a pity it's in Dutch because it tells a lot of interesting (though sad) things about me and the relationship I'm in (and out) for the last 23 years.
Although I've always been thinking about 'us', I now understand that 'I' is equally important ... or even more important ... We get born alone, We die alone..
Know what I mean ?
Anywayz, there have been a couple of very sad years for me, with anti-depressants and a lot of other sh*t I rather not talk about.
Not here .... well, not now.

2005-09-06T18:00:00.000+02:00

This is me ...

A link

2002-09-26T01:38:00.000+02:00

The Micropolitan Museum

I Ching

2002-09-25T22:59:00.000+02:00

On line I'Tjing Orakel

2002-09-17T19:46:00.000+02:00

Email Anti Virus and Security Testing Zone Useful

The new blog , now old again

2002-09-16T20:31:00.000+02:00

Ok , my renewed attempt to keep a steady flow of words, sites and/or grafix going on in this blog .... umm ... actually I think I'm going to do something completely different !
I've been thinking about a new weblog ... a DUTCH one ...it IS my native language after all.
Although ..... I must say ...to be honest ... it isn't certain at all that a Dutch blog will be up-dated more then this one ... but I will be more eloquent (if this is the word I'm meaning to use that is , which proves my point quite well actually)
Right... a little 'fun' translator then to put the obvious link in here, plus it will make you ... Write Like an Egyptian .... at least your name.. :-)

I'll post a link here as soon as my new blog is ready ...
Well ... see you in my Dutch blog .... or not :-(

Dutch Poetry (mine)

2002-07-01T01:14:00.000+02:00

In technicolor vermoed ik

Wolken van doorschijnende kant , en kleine delicate, scherp uitgesneden figuurtjes...misschien van zijdehout.

Tedere vissen ook ... karpers.
Japanse concubines spelen onder de Parasolboom ------ Hiyaaa !
Of in elkaar verstrengelde vogeltjes ... en citroenen !
pure gele blijdschap met iets dat danst als een derwisj ja.

Lenteregen die smaakt naar roze fruit , mmm

Nou , en dan zwemmen tussen de drijvende bloemen totdat :
Stille wateren hebben diepe gronden kleine jongen,
en opduikend uit het donker is het schervendier daar ... maar ...
Ssshh ... sjoe sjoe kindje het gevaar is al geweken
je moedertje is hier met haar zachte handen en zachte ogen.

En hier is ook de bittere maan

Dan laat me je nu dit verhaal maar vertellen,
met alle bijpassende geuren en tranen,
Het is het verhaal van wat leeft , en alsmaar rondgaat
Van wat baart en denkt en sterft en toch liefheeft tot op het bot.
Zodat je van al wat waard is de Naam zal kennen.

My first homepage

2002-05-09T21:17:00.000+02:00

.... Nice site, for a first attempt
BTW ... I'm back .... sorta

2002-02-25T02:25:00.000+01:00

Klad.nl - uw notities overal bij de hand It's Dutch ... but then again ... so am I ....

Moments

2002-02-21T22:08:00.000+01:00

Needed ...

Moments of Simplicity

2002-02-15T21:57:00.000+01:00

Know what a Visible Human browser is ?

2002-02-05T11:21:00.000+01:00

the WORD project Better start here ....

2002-02-05T11:20:00.000+01:00

the WORD project - visual poetry, conceptual art, wordplay, new age, animation, web art, schizophrenia, recovery, wisdom

nowisall

2002-01-26T08:07:00.000+01:00

We're living NOW

God is Light

2002-01-20T18:48:00.000+01:00

Since the lighthouse is a symbol for the love for eachother that lives in Chris and me ,this flash movie called "God is Light"was particulary appealing to me.
Look at it !

2002-01-13T12:39:00.000+01:00

Tie Dye - from Dharma Trading Company
Think that now I've quit my job , I might pick up a few old hobby's/crafts of mine , like tie dying (dying ?) . Anyway .... nice t-shirts !

2002-01-04T15:30:00.000+01:00

Well , I know I'm late with this ...but ...HAPPY NEWYEAR !!!
and about me quitting smoking ....I'm a looser . I'm no good at this 'be strong & have endurance' thing, I WILL quit smoking though ... once.....
I just love these way to much !

2002-01-03T06:30:00.000+01:00

This is the Absurd Archive filled with Totally Absurd Inventions
So if you need a quick laugh ..... try this link !

2002-01-01T10:11:00.000+01:00

ContentAudit is a proggie that will show you what kind of BAD content there is on your pc.
On mine there were like 260 "bad" files ... (most concerned cannabis btw)

2001-12-11T12:49:00.000+01:00

Het ongeboren zieltje van MICHAEL TILLEMANS, kindje van mijn lieve vriendinnetje Rita & haar tijdelijke reisgezel Sander, vliegt hier symbolies in deze virtuele vlindertuin speciaal en met veel liefde bestemd voor ongeboren kindjes.

The unborn soul of Michael Tillemans, baby of my sweet friend Rita & Sander_her once travelling companion on life's roads_ ,symbolically flies here in these butterfly gardens (click link), that are made with a lotta love for these little *starbabies* .

2001-12-08T21:46:00.000+01:00

At Beliefnet.com I've found a new calming meditation ... it's called the 23rd psalm and God knows I need a calming meditation since I've quit smoking today !!

2001-12-06T23:30:00.000+01:00

Buddhist viruses are lurking on the Web

This is SO funny !

2001-11-28T23:29:00.000+01:00

Heineken Feestje.nl Watch this site long enough , and you'll see a party develop in a boy's (man's)livingroom..... Funny !

2001-11-28T23:26:00.000+01:00

I know It's been pretty silent in this log lately.
BUT..... I've been off-line for a week , there seem to be lots of problems at the provider's side (cable). O well , who cares ? ... as long as I'm on-line again...(because I had real cold turckey symptoms without my internet !)

2001-11-19T22:56:00.000+01:00

F@keMail!.. you never know who it's from

2001-11-13T11:31:00.000+01:00

Dutchfiction

My sister's beautiful homepage ... she's very talented.

2001-11-03T14:25:00.000+01:00

Something to make you smile !
Cannot find the damn server

2001-11-03T12:26:00.000+01:00

Volunteer your idle pc time !! at the homepage of United Devices, Inc. ™ .
I had to bring this to your attention one more time :-)
... it's good karma ! ;-)

2001-10-29T07:02:00.000+01:00

Waste vital minutes with the PERPETUAL BUBBLEWRAP
I must confess that I'm a "pop the bubble" addict am myself...In real life that is , although this is fun as well !

2001-10-26T22:23:00.000+02:00

The Reflex Tester

I bet you know this highly addictive little test , have a go at it !

2001-10-26T17:27:00.000+02:00

YES ! ....it's back !!

The Hunger Site : Give Food for Free to Hungry People in the World
Great !

2001-10-26T13:16:00.000+02:00

The DMA's e-Mail Preference Service
Click this if you want your e-mail address removed from the "spam lists"..... Dutch inhibitants only...I'm sorry.

Memorial

2001-10-21T10:57:00.000+02:00

This memorial is for Jannigje de Groot-van Dijk ,
my brave grandmother
who died more then a week ago.....she was the last of my grandparents....an era gone by.....

2001-10-18T08:26:00.000+02:00

Yesterday I had to speak at the funeral of my last grandmother...my older ancestors are dead now.
Anyway , I wish I could have made clear something of the feeling that's in this story (it's a book).
Take some time to read it , I think it's important.
It's called : Making Friends With Death

2001-10-18T08:02:00.000+02:00

And last but not least , my all-time favoriete :The Hunger Site : Give Food for Free to Hungry People in the World
Bye bye now......sleep well tonight....Sssshhhhh.........

2001-10-18T07:54:00.000+02:00

The Breast Cancer Site : Fund Mammograms for Free

2001-10-18T07:50:00.000+02:00

FinePrint Software: FinePrint Benefits
This isn't a "click for free" site , but this could be a good project I guess...

2001-10-18T07:46:00.000+02:00

Improving Water and Hygiene

2001-10-18T07:43:00.000+02:00

EcologyFund.com, Donate! - reduce pollution for free!

2001-10-18T07:41:00.000+02:00

EcologyFund.com - Save, preserve and protect Amazon Basin rainforest for free!

2001-10-18T07:39:00.000+02:00

Please take 10 minutes of your precious time and make these FREE clicks for various projects.
You can fight hunger, help the breastcancer research,save the rainforest or _as in this site_ plant a tree !
JUST CLICK !
EcologyFund.com Donate! - save, protect, preserve wilderness and rainforest for free!

2001-10-15T09:56:00.000+02:00

An interesting article I read about this horrible WAR we're in.

The Civilian Toll
by A. J. Chien
Institute for Health and Social Justice / October 11

As the bombs fall on Afghanistan, the toll among civilians mounts:
76 dead and over 100 injured after four days, according to Reuters.
While to many it is indefensible to kill innocent people, US and
NATO leaders offer a defense: that civilians are not being targeted.
As Tony Blair claimed, "This military plan has been put together
mindful of our determination to do all we humanly can to avoid
civilian casualties." But there's two problems with this defense: it's
not relevant, and it's not true.

On the first point, consider something called the "mens rea" analysis
of criminal law. According to Michael Tonry, Professor of Law at the
University of Minnesota, "In the criminal law, purpose and
knowledge are equally culpable states of mind. An action taken with
a purpose to kill is no more culpable than an action taken with some
other purpose in mind but with knowledge that a death will probably
result. Blowing up an airplane to kill a passenger is equivalent to
blowing up an airplane to destroy a fake painting and thereby to
defraud an insurance company, knowing that the passenger will be
killed. Both are murder. Most people would find the latter killing
more despicable" (Malign Neglect, p. 32).

Tonry uses such reasoning to indict the architects of the US "war on
drugs." Writing in 1995, Tonry notes that from 1980 the rate of
incarceration for blacks rose much faster than that for whites, and
that the proportions of blacks among those admitted to prison
reached record levels. These results were foreseeable. Data
available in the late 1980s showed, on the one hand, an overall
national decline in drug use through the 1980s and, on the other, a
general increase in use of cocaine and heroin as measured by
emergency room admissions and urinalysis results of arrestees in
urban areas. The latter indicators were reflective of a growing drug
use problem in urban poor areas, with minority populations.
Inasmuch as drug czar William Bennett's drug warriors knew this
data well, they knew the consequences of their policies: as Senator
Daniel Patrick Moynihan put it, "...by choosing prohibition [of drugs]
we are choosing to have an intense crime problem concentrated
among minorities." Tonry concludes, by the "mens rea" analysis of
criminal law, that Bennett and colleagues were just as morally
responsible for the destruction of black communities as they would
be if this destruction had been their goal all along.

Another application is the current bombing. Let's assume, as we are
told, that civilians are not being targeted. It doesn't matter. The first
wave of attacks reportedly consisted largely of "dumb" bombs
dropped or launched from long distances, and even current "smart"
bombs hit their targets only 70 to 80 percent of the time. So our
leaders know full well that the bombs will kill innocent people, indeed
admit as much. By the principles of our criminal law, they are
therefore just as culpable for these deaths as they would be if
innocents were targeted. Similarly for the foreseeable starvation of
Afghan civilians because of the bombing's disruption of
humanitarian aid efforts - only in this case there are potentially
millions of victims.

What if the purpose is noble? One could defend the predictable
deaths of civilians if it resulted from, say, shooting down an airliner
in order to keep it from smashing a skyscraper. In Afghanistan the
purpose is, as a New York Times correspondent puts it, "to tilt the
balance of power within Afghanistan against the Taliban," put forth
as a noble goal in the fight against terrorism
But recall that theTaliban does not stand accused of the terrorism of September 11.
The Taliban is guilty of real crimes, but the reason we are bombing
them is for refusing to hand over Osama bin Laden without seeing
the evidence against him. Its punishment is to be overthrown by an
equally brutal regime. Notwithstanding the headlines in US dailies,
nobility is not immediately apparent, never mind anything so noble
that it outweighs a great many deaths.

Let's now consider whether all the targets are really military, in
conjunction with some relevant international law. Under article 48 of
the Geneva Conventions, "In order to ensure respect for and
protection of the civilian population and civilian objects, the Parties
to the conflict shall at all times distinguish between the civilian
population and combatants and between civilian objects and military
objectives and accordingly shall direct their operations only against
military objectives." But the main aim of the US strikes is not military
but political, to remove the Taliban from power. For all its
wretchedness, the Taliban is not simply an army but a political
entity, and its members largely civilians, not combatants. So the
distinctions of article 48 evidently have not been heeded: many of
the targets hit, such as Taliban headquarters and other buildings in
Kabul and Kandahar, would seem to count as "civilian objects" (just
as the White House presumably would, notwithstanding its hosting of
the commander-in-chief).

Then there is article 51: "Indiscriminate attacks are prohibited...[such
as]...an attack which may be expected to cause incidental loss of
civilian life, injury to civilians, damage to civilian objects or a
combination thereof, which would be excessive in relation to the
concrete and direct military advantage anticipated." And similarly we
have the Nuremberg Charter, which classes as war crimes any
"violations of the laws or customs of war which include...wanton
destruction of cities, towns, or villages, or devastation not justified
by military necessity." Are there violations here? Among the targets
so far are airports, communication facilities, electrical plants,
government buildings, houses - all attacked for a political purpose.
After a building that housed UN de-mining workers was destroyed,
the UN appealed to the US to protect civilians in its military strikes:
in less polite terms, to obey international law mandating such
protection. Apparently they do not agree with Tony Blair that the
attackers are doing all they "humanly can." (In Ramsey Clark's The
Fire This Time, similar arguments and many more are made with
regard to the Iraq war.)

The Pentagon has expressed satisfaction with the early results. Let's
conclude by considering a different source: Afghan civilians. Here's
a sampling of testimonials reported by the Boston Globe and New
York Times.

Rais Mazloomyar Jabirkhail: "They are not God. They want to
pinpoint every target, but they can't make every missile go after
Osama and terrorist training camps..." While not a supporter of bin
Laden, he asked why, in response to what bin Laden was accused of
doing, the United States "is destroying our whole country."

Mohammad Akram: "They should find Osama bin Laden and attack
only him. Why did they attack all of Afghanistan? We are just poor
people in Afghanistan."

Mohammad Zahir: "Everyone wants to eliminate terrorism from the
face of the earth, but the way adopted by the US is not fair because
masses of ordinary people also live in Afghanistan. The attack was
not just on terrorist camps...I know those are residential areas."

Abdul Malik: In his village there was "great panic among the people -
they are running toward hilly areas away from cities...We were
telling the women and children that everything will be OK, we will be
safe [in the hills], we will pray to God."

Naseebullah Khan: "It's not true that the Americans have only been
bombing military targets. Many of the bombs are dropping on
residential neighborhoods."

Abdul Qahir: "Though people are fed up with Taliban rulers, at the
same time we are not supporting the US attack on our beloved
country. It is against human dignity."

Meanwhile, thousands of Afghans reaching the Pakistani border
have reportedly joined anti-US demonstrations in Quetta, Peshawar,
and elsewhere. Apparently the view of many ordinary Afghans
doesn't match that of their self-proclaimed saviors.

Earth

2001-10-10T20:50:00.000+02:00

... Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there - on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors, so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light.

Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.

The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.

2001-09-27T23:38:00.000+02:00

This my reaction on a topic on my sister's messageboard , it's on her site ,under the babble link , the topic name is 600 words and my article is named True.
So here it is :

What's been written in this article is right, and it's not that difficult to find out for yourself where the USA was going wrong....but , what I can't forget (all this time we are working for worldpeace) is that WE are on the 'other' side as well....we are part of the rich western world , we consume to much and our politicians neglect the starving as well.
But changing this is such an immense task , that every individual is overwhelmed by it.
The only solution I can think of is really simple and perhaps not far reaching enough , but it works for me (and always has)...
Be a caring person in your own living space, take care of children & animals , take care of the environment, be compassionate.
Shelter, feed and help ALL the people less fortunate then yourself.
Take a REALLY good look around you and see all the un-necessary luxury items you've collected over the years.....see how privileged we are...how well fed , how well taken care of....

NOW RETURN THE FAVOR , there are many people who need that , often in your own country...show your love.

And in the end, the love you take ,(will) be equal to the love you make....
-John Lennon-

So when I write "Love & Peace" ...I mean it.

Ellen.

2001-09-20T17:05:00.000+02:00

Pay attention please !
I would like you to cast a Peace vote .
It's for a good cause ...WORLD PEACE.... now YOU can vote for that can you ?