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Thursday, February 11th, 2016 01:51 pm
Besis par darbu tikai aug. Re kaa, koliidz saac prasiities, ka gribas padariit pasauli labaaku, taa uzreiz uz korporaacijaam nestaav.

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Thursday, December 31st, 2015 03:05 pm
Laimiigu Jauno Gadu!

The Egg
By: Andy Weir

You were on your way home when you died.
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.
“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less,” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife,” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”
“Where you come from?” You said.
“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
“So what’s the point of it all?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.
I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
“Just me? What about everyone else?”
“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”
“All you. Different incarnations of you.”
“Wait. I’m everyone!?”
“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
“I’m every human being who ever lived?”
“Or who will ever live, yes.”
“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.
“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
“And you’re the millions he killed.”
“I’m Jesus?”
“And you’re everyone who followed him.”
You fell silent.
“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
You thought for a long time.
“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”
“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”
“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”
And I sent you on your way.

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Friday, December 18th, 2015 08:21 am
Atkal Drjuu manos sapnjos lien. Shoreiz mees ar Kregu kopaa tirinaajaamies prieciigi, un Drjuu piegaaja man klaat un apskaava mani ljoti ljoti, un teica, ka vinjam manis pietruukst. Man liekas, ka es vinju atstuumu, jo reakcija bija, "blje, nelien man klaat, kaa es shito Kregam tagad skaidroshu?"

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Wednesday, December 16th, 2015 12:17 pm
Ja godiigi, buut labam cilveekam, atbalstiit un miileet visus apkaart, vienmeer skatiities tikai uz pozitiivo, ticeet briinumiem un visa paareejaa draza, kas naak tam bonusaa, ir nogurdinosha.

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Saturday, December 5th, 2015 11:43 am
Vakarnakt paaris blokus no maajaam redzeeju uz ielas jenotu! Jenots bija aptuveni ziidainja izmeeraa, vinjsh aptinaas ap koku kuram blakus es nostaajos. Mees saskatiijaamies, un vinjsh aiztinaas prom.

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Sunday, November 29th, 2015 11:06 am
Krega mamma ir riktiigi forsha.

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Monday, November 16th, 2015 09:20 am
Man liekas, ka redzeeju Drjuu sapnii. Shoriit pamodos ar milzu diskomfortu. Naak veemiens.

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Thursday, November 5th, 2015 10:35 pm
Esmu iesaakusi jaunu vingrinaajumu - katru reizi, kad kaads mani nokaitina, es censhos saprast, kaapeec mani notikushais vareetu kaitinaat. Koliidz saprotu, kas ir saknee, uzreiz viss paariet. Piemeeram, saakaam kaut kaa kjiiveeties par to, ka es, redz,, taapat kaa vinja drauga meitene visu laiku iepeerkoties Wallgreens, bet es pilniigi noteikti neiepeerkos tur visu laiku, pietiekoshi biezhi, jaa, bet kur tad veel pirkt tualetes papiiru 4-istabu dziivolim atbilstoshaa daudzumaa? Iisaak sakot, baigi saabizhojaamies viens uz otru par pilniigu stulbumu un rezultaataa ietiepiigi viens ar otru nerunaajaam kaadu pusstundu (lasiit - spiitiigi blenzaam katrs savaa telefonaa). Mani telefons aatri nogarlaikoja un es saaku domaat, kaa situaaciju aatraak nokaartot, lai mees vareetu kaut ko interesantaaku padariit. "Marina, kaapeec tu shobriid tik ljoti sabozusies par taadu siikumu?" jautaaju sev, "Kas tajaa teikumaa tik kaitinoshs?" "Man nepatiik buut saliidzinaatai ar citiem cilveekiem, jo es domaaju, ka es esmu labaaka par vinjiem," kaut kur no zemapzinjas izliida atbilde. Idiote. Protams, ka es neesmu labaaka par citiem. Es neesmu iipashaaka vai kaa taa - tas mans mazais egoistinjsh censtaas izlauzties. Vinjam gandriiz izdevaas!

Mees varam buut atbildiigi tikai pashi par savaam juutaam. Jebkuraa situaacijaa mees izveelamies, kaa mees reagjeesim, ko mees jutiisim. Katru reizi, kad es to sev atgaadinu, es iemaacos kaut ko jaunu par sevi. Gandriiz it kaa pa vienam atsietu mezglus. Nav taa, ka man ego nav vispaar, vinjsh noteikti tur veel lec paari ugunskuram, bet taa vietaa, lai akli sekotu vinja padomiem, es censhos vinju iepaziit un saprast. Iepaziistot savu ego, es saprotu labaak sevi un, godiigi sakot, esmu krietni laimiigaaka. Kaut kaa taa.

BONUS MATERIAL! - Dear Human by Courtney Walsh )

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Sunday, November 1st, 2015 07:47 pm
Man patiik doties misijaas uz veikalu atrast kaut ko ljoti specifisku maajoklja uzlaboshanai, mazgaat velju, mazgaat traukus, tiiriit istabu un biidiit meebeles, mizot mandariinus un organizeet papiirus, klausiities juuras shalkonju vai muuziku un rakstiit visu, kas ienaak praataa, gleznot, skatiities saulleektus un saulrietus, dejot, nodarboties ar jogu un vispaar kusteeties, luugties, kluseet.


Mediteejoshas nodarbes ir gandriiz viss, ko ikdienaa daru. Nav briinums, ka esmu tik miermiiliiga.


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Sunday, November 1st, 2015 07:45 pm
Par peedeejo gleznu iipashs priecinjsh


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Monday, October 19th, 2015 04:53 pm
Atradu iisto aizbildinaajumu un motivaaciju nelietot alkoholu.

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Tuesday, September 29th, 2015 04:37 pm
Man liekas, ka visas atbildes ir atrodamas meandraa.

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Sunday, September 27th, 2015 04:07 pm
Kregs buus atpakalj peec 28 14 dienaam.

9 meeneshu celjojums kaut kaa ljoti saiisinaajaas.

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Tuesday, September 22nd, 2015 12:09 pm
Smiekliigi. Nodomaaju par Drjuu vakar un vinjsh atnaaca apsveicinaaties sapnii. Man liekas, ka vinjam ir prieks par mani.

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Monday, September 21st, 2015 05:03 pm
Peedeejaa laikaa gribaas satikt Drjuu, lai pastaastiitu vinjam, ka man beidzot viss ir labi. Nu, preciizaak, gribeetos saskrieties ar vinju uz ielas uz paaris minuuteem, lai paaraak ilgi nav jaatirinaas.

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Saturday, September 19th, 2015 05:27 pm
Un krashs paargaaja.

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Wednesday, September 16th, 2015 10:21 am
Man ir krashs uz vienu diidzhej-puikinju. Es zinu, ka tas krashs uz neko labu nenovediis un tikai sapisiis man praatu, bet, nu, taa kaa nekas starp mums nav noticis un viss ir tikai muusu galvaas, ceru, ka varbuut shii neplaanotaa saikne vismaz iedvesmos draudziibu.

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Thursday, September 10th, 2015 01:16 pm
Toma duudinja arii grib preceeties BM 2017. Vareetu pilniigi noteikti taisiit dubultkaazas.

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Wednesday, August 26th, 2015 04:35 pm
Domaaju, ka tieshi taa arii mums ies:

The Nine of Cups is known as the “pip” card: Even if your entire reading was full of negative cards, this card would antidote them. It is the card of luck, excess of pleasures, fun and money. This is your strongest energy at the moment: Something blissful is about to manifest in your life. This is the card of Jupiter in Pisces, so both Sagittarians and Pisceans are extra lucky. You can afford to express yourself with exuberance and frank oomph.

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Monday, August 24th, 2015 04:05 pm
- When I like something, I get obsessed with it.
- Me too!
(Iiss klusuma briidis, abi sasmaidaamies)
- That explains a lot.

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