Independence

"We have to take decisions on the future of our nation," is good news. We can expect another big step in Kosovo, finally. Still, we do we all need to make it so complicated. We have enough trouble fighting the unavoidable. Eh...pity:/

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good news, bad news...

'The youths said they were avenging the two teenagers killed when their motorcycle hit a police car on Sunday.' What a strange reaction - violence for violence and I am convinced that police will do the same. Can you imagine what is being said now among the French, if not European policemen? Sudents throwing stones at 'highher powers?!', burning library in the name of what? Pathetic! Ah!
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And somewhere else important changes are happening: 'The infant - born Tenzin Gyatso - then picked out his predecessor's belongings from a bigger group of items, reportedly shouting "It's mine!"'
Far from destruction, I beleve....:)

The world is crazy!

European police is finding that KIDS plot massacres in schools!!! What the f@ is wrong with them? What is so stylish in mass murder? Or...maybe we did hear to much of it on the news? Nowadays it's not cool to be quiet, peaceful and calm. Lennon is dead!
On a different note we can be quite creative. ' Wildlife experts in northeastern India are experimenting with a new weapon to prevent marauding elephants from destroying homes and crops—superhot chilies.'
I guess Americans will have to do the same with their wild turkeys plotting revenge for Thanksgiving. Not on the web though, so it is quite difficult to be prepared for their attack. Oh, well...

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Heresy for my own kind

Guards shot children dead after Afghan suicide blast, says UN - how do you read it? GUARD SHOT DEAD CHILDREN ....SUICIDE..I will be honest I cannot, I am not even able to open the link...I am disgusted with human race, my own kind....you, specialists of this language, please help me - is there a word for this as well. If we have words for such cruelties, simple but horrific enough...do we have a word for hate for your own kind...am I a human racist? Am I a heretic.

In those moments I do forget I am a mother and I feed on Fry's vision: 'imagine malicious code written by cunning, ruthless criminals from, oh, Russia let's say, that could turn your computer into a slave machine, a zombie PC that can connect with other zombie PCs to create a whole network of robot computers that would grow almost exponentially in power and bandwidth. Such a robot network, or "botnet", would soon overtake all the supercomputers on earth in might and reach.'

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Chosen, not

'Russian doomsday sect threatens mass suicide' Yes, they believe the world comes to an end (see: Matchbox 20 in next post) but what right do we have to intervene in their believes? One might ask, still - I have believed in one of the highest virtues (love?) and got mistreated, and swear the God (not a Catholic anymore, so swearing is not a sin ha!) I would love anyone could have intervened...those who knew the truth already! And I am upset they didn't! I know the world will last longer than until May 2008, well I hope so, because that is the month of my next exhibition...and I cannot believe someone can be foolish enough to let one charismatic personality to lead them to death!
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How strong is the faith and how important for the church is it? Should a nun stay a cleaner (read the article carefully!: 'three nuns working in a community near Rome decided they had been pushed too far when the local bishop demanded they double up as personal cleaners for two ageing priests' - why doubled? why should they stop supporting youngsters, leave their already important duties?) I think we are not talking about the pride here, not theirs at least....That is one of the reasons why I left the Catholic church, I am afraid.

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Poles again

Polish soldiers charged for murder. Complete nonsense! Not only that they volunteer to kill, get paid for it, also attack innocent people. 'The prosecutor said they violated international law when they opened fire on the village. Women and children were among the dead.' I am ashamed to be a Pole, to be a human, whenever I read this. A village. My parents live in a peaceful village as well. Luckily, they live on the right side of this 'front line'. Luckily...
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Maybe some feel powerful to attack, and others just to step back and watch others suffer. Please, dear readers, forgive me, but I WILL ASK WHY quite often here (that is why I rewrite those news, I guess), why does one decide to work with the mentally ill if there is no positive incentive behind their deeds...if there is pure, cruel passiveness?! 'A 7-year-old girl with fluid in her brain left untreated “because she will die anyway.' She has been in this world only for 7 years. 7 years is nothing in a child's life, still the most wonderful, innocent time of our lives. Do you remember being 7? I do. I was moving a lot, so I remember being 7, I was just making friends with Anna, steeling plums from my neighbor's fruit tree and just beginning to disbelief the Catholic preachers...I was free, unbearable, funny and hyperactive. I was spending all my day with friends from school and in the garden, learning the nature...bringing first cherries home and asking mom what should I do with them. That's how I learned to cook my first dish ('pierogi' with cherries), and got praised for it by the whole family...nothing was never left untreated. 

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Stones...

'A Palestinian woman whose son was wounded during clashes between Hamas security forces and Fatah supporters reacts at a rally to mark the third anniversary of the death of former Palestinian leader Yasser Arafat in Gaza, November 12, 2007'
Six lives waisted, or maybe just carried, born, raised, educated and fed to die this very moment...lives whose  sense of respect towards their leader lifted up their hands full of stones. I know Arafat's face, and I know the face of a mother, shot in her son's heart. Was she on a way to the market? Or did she really plan to be there to witness ..what..history? news? become a sad celebrity?
Maybe...
One of them was a young student, planned to finish the literature course and teach kids. He loved kids?
One was a regular drinker. This time he wanted to do something meaningful?
One was an elderly woman, usually seen in her doorstep, greeting the tourist and smiling to their intruding cameras?
One was a friend of a friend of another invited friend? He just came along?
One was a father of three?
One was a true believer? Activist, one might say?
All of them had plans for the afternoon. No one saw the first stone.
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Today in Japan they use stones to build roads. Roads that play music, so you can enjoy it simply by driving on the surface of the road. Stones put together to play a melody! Wow!
"You need to keep the car windows closed to hear well," wrote one Japanese blogger. "Driving too fast will sound like playing fast forward, while driving around 12mph has a slow-motion effect, making you almost car sick."
You just need to stick to the right speed:

Well, no one is perfect...

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