Just... a nicorific world!

40 Years of Inspiring Action

2011-09-20T00:11:00.002+03:00

Greenpeace celebrated its 40 birthday!

A great campaign presenting their achievements...

40 years after the founding of Greenpeace, International Executive Director Kumi Naidoo and Greenpeace International co-founder Rex Weyler discuss where the organization has come from - and where it's going:

Greenpeace victories over the years

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Smile

2011-09-13T12:35:00.000+03:00

Lorelei

2011-09-11T22:38:00.000+03:00

In caz ca v-ati intrebat de unde provine prenumele meu... :)

Lorelei de Ionel Teodoreanu

Teatru radiofonic:

Durată: 85 minute
Distribuţie: Mirela Gorea, Jeanine Stavarache, Dan Condurache, Virgil Ogăşanu, Ruxandra Sireteanu, Eugenia Bosânceanu, Lili Nica Dumitrescu, George Oancea, Rodica Sanda Ţuţuianu, Ştefan Velniciuc, Ion Pavlescu
Regie: Titel Constantinescu.
Înregistrare din 1989

Citate:

“– Cum pot trăi oamenii fără dragoste?
– Ma întreb și eu… Se vede ca de-asta-s așa mulți fumători.”

"Sunet. Ecou. Același lucru și totuși altceva."

"Condiţia dragostei este să caute, nu să descopere, să vrea să ştie, fără să afle, să fie ritmul unei continue mişcări spre un orizont mereu văzut, dar mereu îndepărtat. Mai mult decât curiozitate: nostalgie."

"Pe harfa rasturnata a ierburilor tale, Vara... trupul si sufletul meu sunt inceputul unui mare cantec si tremurul mainii care-l cauta."

"Ramas-bun.
Ma numesc numai Lorelei.
Legenda spune ca am ucis.
Anii mei tineri au sunat a cantec, dar am trecut pe langa el cu dragoste de mana si am ramas cu mana intinsa ca a regelui Lear.
Mi-e sufletul ca tufisul Paiurului pe coasta Marii Negre: numai ghimpi curbi ce-au incununat odata fruntea lui Hristos.
A trecut o ploaie de primavara si s-a tesut in zare braul frant de matase al curcubeului. Cu el imi incing mijlocul si ma duc..."

Intr-o gara

2011-09-05T17:34:00.000+03:00

Dimineaţa e abia presimţită şi totuşi
sunt destui călători care vin şi călători care pleacă.
De ce vin? De ce pleacă?
Dar e prea devreme să întreb.
Filosofii, istoricii, profeţii şi toţi ceilalţi care se ocupă
cu sensul existenţei dorm încă. Au citit pînă noaptea târziu
şi nu pot să-i trezesc la o oră atât de nepotrivită.
Există şi călători care stau şi aşteaptă, bineînţeles
în sala de aşteptare, cuminţi, dar şi pe peroane. Ce aşteaptă?

Dorm însă şi psihologii sau cum se mai cheamă cei care ştiu
câte lucruri poate să aştepte un om şi, în general, ce rol are
aşteptarea în lume. Nici pe ei nu pot să-i trezesc. Sunt obosiţi,
extenuaţi, de probleme serioase, nu se cade sa-i deranjez
pentru un fleac, fiindcă eu în gara aceasta, în dimineaţa aceasta,
care nu e încă dimineaţă, e jumătate noapte,
nu ştiu de ce stau oamenii prin sălile de aşteptare ale veacului.
Unii au renunţat să aştepte. Au aţipit, pur şi simplu,
între două ţipete de locomotivă. Au uitat de veniri,
au uitat de plecări, au uitat de vacarmul din gară. E bine? E rău?
Nu ştiu. Cei care ne explică astfel de lucruri complicate
dorm şi ei. E normal. Sunt din ce în ce mai multe întrebări
şi ei trebuie să dea din ce în ce mai multe explicaţii
în timp ce inexplicabilul creşte ca o noapte imensă sau
ca o dimineaţă imensă. Încât, stau mai departe în această
jumătate de mirare şi jumătate de spaimă, prudent,
să nu fac o gafă care să atragă atenţia celorlalţi asupra mea.
Ar întoarce toţi capul. Ce caută ăsta aici,
într-o gară, cu întrebările lui? Aici nu e oracolul din Delfi.
Aici oamenii vin şi pleacă, aşteaptă sau moţăie,
dar nimeni, absolut nimeni nu-şi permite să pună întrebări.
Deci, mă strecor din gară
tiptil şi plec să umblu pe străzi. E mai bine.
Singurul lucru care mă-ncurcă e că nu ştiu
la ce oră se scoală filosofii, istoricii, profeţii, psihologii
şi cei care ne explică lucrurile complicate, prin urmare
nu ştiu cât va trebui să umblu fără noimă pe străzi.
Şi nu pot nici să întreb trecătorii. Risc
să nimeresc vreunul dispus să mă ia peste picior
şi să râdă. „Nu ştiai? Ne-am hotărât să venim, să plecăm,
să aşteptăm şi chiar să murim fără să ne mai punem întrebarea
de ce. Lumea s-a transformat într-o gară, nu vezi?"
Mai bine nu întreb. Tac şi mă uit la ferestre.

O. Paler - Rugaţi-vă să nu vă crească aripi

10 principles to live by

2011-08-30T15:18:00.001+03:00

What enduring principles can you rely on to make choices that reflect openness, integrity and authenticity?

1. Always challenge certainty, especially your own.
When you think you're undeniably right, ask yourself "What might I be missing here?" If we could truly figure it all out, what else would there be left to do?

2. Excellence is an unrelenting struggle, but it's also the surest route to enduring satisfaction.
Amy Chua, the over-the-top "Tiger Mother," was right that there's no shortcut to excellence. Getting there requires practicing deliberately, delaying gratification, and forever challenging your current comfort zone.

3. Emotions are contagious, so it pays to know what you're feeling.
Think of the best boss you ever had. How did he or she make you feel? That's the way you want to make others feel.

4. When in doubt, ask yourself, "How would I behave here at my best?"
We know instinctively what it means to do the right thing, even when we're inclined to do the opposite. If you find it impossible, in a challenging moment, to envision how you'd behave at your best, try imagining how someone you admire would respond.

5. If you do what you love, the money may or may not follow, but you'll love what you do.
It's magical thinking to assume you'll be rewarded with riches for following your heart. What it will give you is a richer life. If material riches don't follow, and you decide they're important, there's always time for Plan B.

6. You need less than you think you do.
All your life, you've been led to believe that more is better, and that whatever you have isn't enough. It's a prescription for disappointment. Instead ask yourself this: How much of what you already have truly adds value in your life? What could you do without?

7. Accept yourself exactly as you are but never stop trying to learn and grow.
One without the other just doesn't cut it. The first, by itself, leads to complacency, the second to self-flagellation. The paradoxical trick is to embrace these opposites, using self-acceptance as an antidote to fear and as a cushion in the face of setbacks.

8. Meaning isn't something you discover, it's something you create, one step at a time.
Meaning is derived from finding a way to express your unique skills and passion in the service of something larger than yourself. Figuring out how best to contribute is a lifelong challenge, reborn every day.

9. You can't change what you don't notice and not noticing won't make it go away.
Each of us has an infinite capacity for self-deception. To avoid pain, we rationalize, minimize, deny, and go numb. The antidote is the willingness to look at yourself with unsparing honesty, and to hold yourself accountable to the person you want to be.

10. When in doubt, take responsibility. It's called being a true adult.

“Establish a spiritually, ethically and intellectually sound framework and stick to it." Often it seems that many struggle with "the demands [that] come at you from every angle" because they lack a center, a compass. Too many decisions are made on the fly without context and consistency. I suggested framework in order to imply some sense of flexibility and slow purposeful evolving. Structured but not without change.

SOURCE: http://blogs.hbr.org/schwartz/2011/07/ten-principles-for-living-in-f.html

Life... as you should live it

2011-08-29T20:56:00.000+03:00

Marriage

2011-05-18T03:02:00.008+03:00

MARRIAGE Source: Unconditional Love on Facebook

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

WARNING: Sad story...

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outsidethe door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.
My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you. If you do, you just might save a marriage.

Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

Source: Unconditional Love on Facebook

Festival of Colours

2011-05-16T22:17:00.000+03:00

Festival of Colours, Sri Sri Radha Krishna Temple in Spanish Fork, Utah

Optimist from Brian Thomson on Vimeo.

Perplexitate

2011-02-07T00:24:00.000+02:00

Tu spui, liniştit: “adevăr”.

Ei se uită la tine şi tac,

fără să priceapă ce vrei,

dar pentru că sunt oameni educaţi

întreabă: “Cât costă?”

Tu le arăţi mâinile goale,

dar ei nu mai pricep gestul de mult

şi, nedumeriţi, dau să plece.

Tu alergi şi le spui: “speranţă”.

Politicoşi, ei se opresc şi te întreabă

încă o dată: “Cât costă?”

Iar tu nu ştii ce valoare are speranţa.

Şi taci.

Octavian Paler

Hoping it's not too late

2011-01-26T22:15:00.000+02:00

The lines about “the hidden dangers” and being “cast adrift in space” reflect worries about humanity.

That was inspired by reading interviews with astronauts – they’d get into space and look back at the world, and couldn’t understand why people were still fighting with each other, and why we were destroying our own planet, that was so beautiful from a distance.

The heavy breathing sound is an astronaut breathing in his helmet. He doesn’t have long to live, and at the end his breathing stops.

He’s basically just trying to send a message that we should all get along.

by Morcheeba

Constant drifting space no fear by a pepper moon

Look at all the waves down here, did we peak too soon?

All the deadly dreams we had that I can't believe

The universal messages that we don't receive

Even though we know it's forever changing

Even though we know we lie and wait

Even though we know the hidden danger

I hope it's not too late

Slowly follow shining stars for the solar flare

I'm on borrowed time right now running low on air

It's a pity you cant see such a travesty

Gonna give myself to the deep majesty

Even though we know it's forever changing

Even though we know we lie and wait

Even though we know the hidden danger

I hope it's not too late

Source: link

Just... a million ways

2011-01-24T21:04:00.000+02:00

But... there are JUST a million things to be, a million ways to go, a million things to do...

As we began to love ourselves

2011-01-16T14:58:00.001+02:00

Some say it was written by Charlie Chaplin on his 70th anniversary...

AS I BEGAN TO LOVE MYSELF

As I began to love myself I found that anguish and emotional suffering

are only warning signs that I was living against my own truth.

Today, I know, this is "AUTHENTICITY".

As I began to love myself I understood how much it can offend somebody
As I try to force my desires on this person,
even though I knew the time was not right and the person was not ready for it,
and even though this person was me.
Today I call it "RESPECT".

As I began to love myself I stopped craving for a different life,
and I could see that everything that surrounded me was inviting me to grow.
Today I call it "MATURITY".

As I began to love myself I understood that at any circumstance,
I am in the right place at the right time, and everything happens at the exactly right moment.
So I could be calm.
Today I call it "SELF-CONFIDENCE".

As I began to love myself I quit stealing my own time, and I stopped designing huge projects for the future.
Today, I only do what brings me joy and happiness, things I love to do
and that make my heart cheer, and I do them in my own way and in my own rhythm.
Today I call it "SIMPLICITY".

As I began to love myself I freed myself of anything that is no good for my health - food, people, things, situations, and everything the drew me down and away from myself.
At first I called this attitude a healthy egoism.
Today I know it is "LOVE OF ONESELF".

As I began to love myself I quit trying to always be right, and ever since I was wrong less of the time.
Today I discovered that is "MODESTY".

As I began to love myself I refused to go on living in the past and worry about the future.
Now, I only live for the moment, where everything is happening.
Today I live each day, day by day, and I call it "FULFILLMENT".

As I began to love myself I recognized that my mind can disturb me and it can make me sick.
But as I connected it to my heart, my mind became a valuable ally.
Today I call this connection "WISDOM OF THE HEART".

We no longer need to fear arguments, confrontations or any kind of problems with ourselves or others.
Even stars collide, and out of their crashing new worlds are born.
Today I know "THAT IS LIFE"!

Day & Night

2010-12-28T16:38:00.002+02:00

Day & Night (Shortfilm)

One of the potential nominees for Best Animated Short Film

at the 83rd Annual Academy Awards.

Made by Walt disney pictures.

No copyright infringement intended

My Grownup Christmas List

2010-12-20T01:33:00.000+02:00

Do you remember me
I sat upon your knee
I wrote to you
With childhood fantasies

Well, I'm all grown up now
And still need help somehow
I'm not a child
But my heart still can dream

So here's my lifelong wish
My grown up christmas list
Not for myself
But for a world in need

No more lives torn apart
That wars would never start
and wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
And everyone would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown up christmas list

As children we believed
The grandest sight to see
Was something lovely
Wrapped beneath our tree

Well heaven only knows
That packages and bows
Can never heal
A hurting human soul

No more lives torn apart
That wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
And everyone would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown up christmas list

What is this illusion called the innocence of youth
Maybe only in our blind belief can we ever find the truth
(there'd be)

From war to peace

2010-12-08T22:17:00.002+02:00

Seems to be simple, isn't it?

Love on ice

2010-12-06T20:02:00.002+02:00

What a song, what a performance... Smooth!

Performance: Tatiana Volosozhar & Stanislav Morozov

European Figure Skating Championship - Tallinn 2010

Exhibition Gala - Pairs

Song: Waiting there for you by Reamonn

Update: Better version

Le Ballon Rouge

2010-12-05T21:23:00.002+02:00

The Red Balloon (French: Le Ballon rouge) is a 1956 fantasy short film, directed by French filmmaker Albert Lamorisse.

The thirty-four minute short, which follows the adventures of a young boy who one day finds a sentient, mute, red balloon, was filmed in the Ménilmontant neighborhood of Paris, France.

It won numerous awards, including an Oscar for Lamorisse for writing the best original screenplay in 1956 and the Palme d'Or for short films at Cannes. The film also became popular with children and educators.

Lamorisse used his children as actors in the film. His son, Pascal Lamorisse, plays Pascal in the main role, and his daughter Sabine portrays a little girl.

Being successful

2010-11-28T14:58:00.000+02:00

No worries

2010-11-17T18:52:00.000+02:00

Baby I see this world has made you sad
Some people can be bad
The things they do, the things they say
But baby I'll wipe away those bitter tears
I'll chase away those restless fears
That turn your blue skies into grey

Why worry, there should be laughter after the pain
There should be sunshine after rain
These things have always been the same
So why worry now

Baby when I get down I turn to you
And you make sense of what I do
I know it isn't hard to say
But baby just when this world seems mean and cold
Our love comes shining red and gold
And all the rest is by the way

Why worry, there should be laughter after pain
There should be sunshine after rain
These things have always been the same
So why worry now

Roads to... nowhere?

2010-11-11T01:06:00.002+02:00

From that moment,
How can it feel, this wrong.

Storm, In the morning light,
I feel, No more can I say,
Frozen to myself.

I got nobody on my side,
And surely that ain't right,
Surely that ain't right.

Oh, can't anybody see,
We've got a war to fight,
Never found our way,
Regardless of what they say.

From that moment,
How can it feel, this wrong.

Biet nemuritor la zidul morţii

2010-11-05T13:44:00.001+02:00

Numai viteza ma mai tine viu
Si sclav maret acelorasi proportii,
Sa ma opresc, n-am dreptul nici sa stiu
Ca sunt alergator la zidul mortii.

n-am timp la zidul mortii sa m-asez,
si combustibil am, de nicaierea,
probabil unii cred ca si trisez,
daca, de-o viata, îmi refuz caderea.

n-am mai dormit de când eram copil,
cu-aceste roti, cu-aceasta sa sunt una,
iar daca at încetini, umil,
m-as prabusi din zid, pe totdeauna.

Distantele pe care mi le-asum,
Paradoxal, sunt cele si ramase,
pe zidul lentei morti, de-atâta drum,
vehiculul mi s-a urcat în oase.

A ma mai crede liber, nu încerc,
În toata cursa asta nebuneasca,
Fiintei mele, alergând în cerc,
Îi este interzis sa se opreasca.

Si, vai, în toata tragica belea,
Cobor si urc mereu aceasi panta
Si nemurirea e o boala grea,
Un fel de plictiseala aroganta.

Destui îsi pot închipui ca eu
Ador aceasta-ntrecere vulgara,
Ca-mi place tot acest absurd turneu
Pe zidul mortii unui circ la tara.

Dar eu alerg, ca sa nu mor, cumva,
Si înteleg cu vrere vinovata
Ca nu mai am puterea de-a pleca
De-aici, din zidul mortii, niciodata.

Nu pot trai, precum nu pot muri,
Nu ma opresc, precum m-alunga sortii,
Nu pierd nimic si nu pot birui,
Ca biet nemuritor la zidul mortii.

Adrian Paunescu, 2001

E toamna tarzie...

2010-11-01T22:37:00.001+02:00

E toamna tarzie... Baby.
Ma cheama Maria... Maybe.
Mare e bucuria sa-ti cant de dor...<

Lunga e noaptea..
Nu vine somnul la gene..ene...
In palme simt bataia inimii tale.

Tu taci si asculta
Daca ai insomnie Baby
Bea un ceai cu lamaie
Verde cu iasomie
Si eu langa tine
Intinsa usor pe masa

Baby, baby, baby, viata-i frumoasa.
Baby viata-i frumoasa...

Roll the dice

2010-10-26T16:28:00.000+03:00

if you’re going to try, go all the way.
otherwise, don’t even start.

if you’re going to try, go all the way.
this could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives, jobs and maybe your mind.

go all the way.
it could mean not eating for 3 or 4 days.
it could mean freezing on a park bench.
it could mean jail,
it could mean derision, mockery, isolation.

isolation is the gift,
all the others are a test of your endurance,
of how much you really want to do it.
and you’ll do it
despite rejection and the worst odds
and it will be better than
anything else you can imagine.

if you’re going to try,
go all the way.
there is no other feeling like that.
you will be alone with the gods
and the nights will flame with fire.

do it, do it, do it.
do it.

all the way
all the way.

you will ride life straight to
perfect laughter, its
the only good fight

- Charles Bukowski

Bono recites Bukowski

Praise to them!

2010-08-24T13:17:00.000+03:00

Inspiring...

Praise to them!

HOME

2010-07-19T23:55:00.000+03:00

"We are living in exceptional times. Scientists tell us that we have 10 years to change the way we live, avert the depletion of natural resources and the catastrophic evolution of the Earth's climate.

The stakes are high for us and our children. Everyone should take part in the effort, and HOME has been conceived to take a message of mobilization out to every human being.

For this purpose, HOME needs to be free.

A patron, the PPR Group, made this possible. EuropaCorp, the distributor, also pledged not to make any profit because Home is a non-profit film.

HOME has been made for you : share it! And act for the planet."

Yann Arthus-Bertrand

HOME Official Website

http://www.home-2009.com