<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946</id><updated>2012-02-17T05:29:53.776+02:00</updated><category term='ESEURI'/><category term='VERSURI'/><category term='ALTE'/><category term='PROTEST'/><category term='INCEPUTURI'/><title type='text'>IUS VIRUS</title><subtitle type='html'>ATENTIE: pericol de contaminare.....am fost activat in data de 11.12.1980 si de atunci actionez, adunand zi de zi lumea, scaldand-o-n launtru-mi, totodata revarsandu-ma in lume.....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>ARMONIE</title><content type='html'>Eu nu strivesc corola de minuni a lumii&lt;br /&gt;si nu ucid&lt;br /&gt;cu mintea mea tainele, ce le-ntalnesc&lt;br /&gt;in calea mea&lt;br /&gt;in flori, in ochi, pe buze ori morminte.&lt;br /&gt;Lumina altora&lt;br /&gt;sugruma vraja nepatrunsului ascuns&lt;br /&gt;in adancimi de intuneric,&lt;br /&gt;dar eu,&lt;br /&gt;eu cu lumina mea sporesc a lumii taina–&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si-ntocmai cum cu razele ei albe luna&lt;br /&gt;nu micsoreaza, ci tremuratoare&lt;br /&gt;mareste si mai tare taina noptii,&lt;br /&gt;asa imbogatesc si eu intunecata zare&lt;br /&gt;cu largi fiori de sfant mister&lt;br /&gt;si tot ce-i nenteles&lt;br /&gt;se schimba-n nentelesuri si mai mari&lt;br /&gt;sub ochii mei -&lt;br /&gt;caci eu iubesc&lt;br /&gt;si flori, si ochi, si buze, si morminte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucian Blaga: Eu nu strivesc corola de minuni a lumii (Poemele luminii 1919)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urmariti va rog videclipul, disponibil doar in youtube:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Christians -Words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u_CzZhm-RrY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u_CzZhm-RrY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-3693623077846238511?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbugblogspot.com' title='ARMONIE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/3693623077846238511/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/08/armonie.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/08/eurythmics.html' title='Eurythmics'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-3538897095859227336</id><published>2009-07-29T22:34:00.011+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:48:41.210+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>INTELEGERE</title><content type='html'>A iubi nu este suficient far’ a si intelege.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suna banal, insa poti iubi fara a-ti fi inteleasa trairea, dureros atunci cand se intampla din partea subiectului caruia ii este inchinat patosul tau; totodata poti fi iubit fara a intelege iubirea celuilalt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un proces atat de complex in care nu doar chimia anima inima, pana si sufletul, ci mai ales in care ratiunea este cea care ajuta, cautand si afland raspuns, a intelege dincolo de tine, care este optica celuilalt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si nu este suficient, caci privind in jur la cazuri reusite, la situatii mai putin bune, la retete de succes sau la altele nu tocmai de reusita –mai devreme sau mai tarziu va apare ceva care va arunca voal de indoiala peste iubire, peste retete, tratate, peste cei doi protagonisti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pana cand cauta-vom raspuns, asteptand efecte din ale altora retete cand la-ndemana avem demulta vreme autentica reteta apartinand chiar sursei adevaratei dragoste.&lt;br /&gt;Daca cei doi sunt racordati acestei surse primordiale, daca vor intelege punctul de vedere apartinand celui ce detine optica cea mai vasta, atunci vor ajunge a vedea si intelege multe…si intelegand vor ajunge a iubi…adevarat si cu inteles in orice context&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="310" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lSwCOs-uXzU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lSwCOs-uXzU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="310"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-3538897095859227336?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbugblogspot.com' title='INTELEGERE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/3538897095859227336/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/07/intelegere.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/3538897095859227336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/3538897095859227336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/07/intelegere.html' title='INTELEGERE'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-866339448426348450</id><published>2009-07-17T22:58:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:05:43.664+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>IN TINE-MI PUN TOATA SPERANTA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;In tine-mi pun toata speranta&lt;br /&gt;Si-ti zic:&lt;br /&gt;-De-acum pentru mine fii totul,&lt;br /&gt;Iar eu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Voi fi pentru tine acelasi ateu,&lt;br /&gt;Ce-afara de tine nu crede-n nimic.&lt;br /&gt;Fii totul -Trecutul, cu mortii de ieri&lt;br /&gt;Ce dorm la raspantii, de salcii umbriti,&lt;br /&gt;Si ziua de maine, cu noii-veniti&lt;br /&gt;Ce rad pe mormantul defunctei Dureri ...&lt;br /&gt;Spre norii de-arama, pe-naltele scari&lt;br /&gt;Urca-vom -Din goluri in goluri pribegi,&lt;br /&gt;S-ajungem in tara in care sunt regi:&lt;br /&gt;Nimicul,&lt;br /&gt;Eternul,&lt;br /&gt;Si-Albastrul din zari ...&lt;br /&gt;Si-acolo,&lt;br /&gt;- gradina in care nu cresc&lt;br /&gt;Decat matragune,&lt;br /&gt;Cucute&lt;br /&gt;Si laur,&lt;br /&gt;Sorbi-vom cu sete din cupe de aur&lt;br /&gt;Iubirea topita-n Albastrul ceresc! ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ion Minulescu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multumesc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/037uSAIahho&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/037uSAIahho&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div 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TINE-MI PUN TOATA SPERANTA...'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-3859253830521032459</id><published>2009-06-27T01:15:00.011+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:24:58.192+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PROTEST'/><title type='text'>CASA NEAMULUI ORTODOX</title><content type='html'>Într-o lume în care copiii învaţă de la dumnezeul ecranelor, unde părinţii sunt creştini doar în zi de mare sărbătoare, în care a vorbi despre mântuire pentru mai toţi devine ruşine, unde valorile morale nu mai sunt de preţ nici măcar în ale copiilor manuale, într-o lume în care altruismul, până şi iubirea devin atât de uşor suspectate de neregulă, unde nu se mai oferă decât cu interes, în care iubirea nu îmbracă toate formele de manifestare, exprimată fiind unui cerc tot mai restrâns de persoane, unde egoismul se aşează la baza noii ordini mondiale, unde a trăi bine se învaţă a te gândi doară la tine, cineva totuşi se gândeşte la toţi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;În apropierea Casei Poporului se va ridica în curând o clădire mai înaltă decât aceasta, ce va deţine spaţii de cazare, parcare subterană, numeroase lifturi, spaţii comerciale, întregul complex purtând denumirea de Catedrala Mântuirii Neamului şi se estimează a costa cca. 400 milioane euro, investiţie ce va fi susţinută de banii contribuabililor, amortizată în timp pe parcursul a câtorva generaţii de suflete eutanasiate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retineti va rog: Dumnezeu nu-i simbol şi nu vine a se întâlni cu omul la mall, iar în plină criză aceasta nu reprezintă o altă formă de tupeu pe bani publici?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/06/casa-neamului-ortodox.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/3859253830521032459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/3859253830521032459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/06/casa-neamului-ortodox.html' title='CASA NEAMULUI ORTODOX'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-7022103196610665617</id><published>2009-06-24T22:30:00.009+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:54:26.376+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>PESTE A LUMII...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ceva condamnă visele în noi&lt;br /&gt;Ceva le ţine captive prezentului şi doară lui!&lt;br /&gt;Azi să-l deschidem înspre mâine, însă lipsiţi vă rog de griji&lt;br /&gt;Căci ele întemniţeză visele în noi&lt;br /&gt;Le ţine prizoniere prezentului şi doară lui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peste a lumii maree neagră, azi… un pescăruş mai zboară&lt;br /&gt;Dans alb ochilor desenează, sufletului eliberează - visul frânt&lt;br /&gt;prizonier prezentului tulbure, prezentului doară,&lt;br /&gt;Gândurile toate aşează, de le poartă-ndepărtarea albastră-nspre mâine,&lt;br /&gt;viitorului poartă – visul scapă grijilor mormânt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-7022103196610665617?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbugblogspot.com' title='PESTE A LUMII...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/7022103196610665617/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/06/peste-lumii.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/7022103196610665617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/7022103196610665617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/06/peste-lumii.html' title='PESTE A LUMII...'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-8248690545338277158</id><published>2009-06-24T22:26:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:28:54.536+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>IZVORUL NOPTII</title><content type='html'>Izvorul nopţii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frumoaso,&lt;br /&gt;ţi-s ochii-aşa de negri încât seara&lt;br /&gt;când stau culcat cu capu-n poala ta&lt;br /&gt;îmi pare&lt;br /&gt;că ochii tăi, adânci, sunt izvorul&lt;br /&gt;din care tainic curge noaptea peste văi&lt;br /&gt;şi peste munţi şi peste seşuri&lt;br /&gt;acoperind pământul&lt;br /&gt;c-o mare de-ntuneric.&lt;br /&gt;Aşa-s de negri ochii tăi,&lt;br /&gt;lumina mea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCIAN BLAGA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-8248690545338277158?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbugblogspot.com' title='IZVORUL NOPTII'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/8248690545338277158/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/06/izvorul-noptii.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/8248690545338277158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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şi eu&lt;br /&gt;Nu încercaţi a-i ucide, cu toate că&lt;br /&gt;M-am nascut a mia oara – în mine au ramas mereu&lt;br /&gt;Căci fără ei nu sunt eu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moare misterul în mine – mor şi eu&lt;br /&gt;Moare magia în mine – mor şi eu&lt;br /&gt;Moare Dumnezeu în mine – mor şi eu&lt;br /&gt;Am murit de prea multe ori, învăţând&lt;br /&gt;a mă naşte încă o dată – în mine au rămas mereu&lt;br /&gt;Căci fără ei, căci făr' de ei nu pot fi eu!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RwDf2DCX_1A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RwDf2DCX_1A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div 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aminte&lt;br /&gt;tu, care gemi in fierbinti zvarcoliri&lt;br /&gt;si-apoi blanda ramai, nefiresc de cuminte&lt;br /&gt;iti apartin ca vreau eu,&lt;br /&gt;ia aminte&lt;br /&gt;un miliard de comori am in inima mea&lt;br /&gt;"la inceput a fost cuvantul"-eu sunt miliardar de cuvinte&lt;br /&gt;pot sa-ti daruiesc cea mai inalta statuie de aur&lt;br /&gt;dar nici un gram din metalul libertatii mele&lt;br /&gt;ia aminte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCIAN AVRAMESCU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="330" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E_Zps7T_-Bg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E_Zps7T_-Bg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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AMINTE...'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-2726027921690545928</id><published>2009-06-09T23:22:00.016+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:39:21.672+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>E CU PUTINTA...</title><content type='html'>“E cu putinta a nu-mi mai apartine?&lt;br /&gt;O, Doamne, Doamne, Doamne, cine launtrului ma scoate si, mai de-aproape, poate mai mult asupra mea ca mine?&lt;br /&gt;O, Doamne, Doamne, Doamne, cine, far’ sa m-atinga, trece prin ochi in inima prea arsa?&lt;br /&gt;Amor, ce se petrece pe calea asta-ntoarsa si-n loc prea strimt cine-a-nceput sa creasca?&lt;br /&gt;Si daca se revarsa?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michelangelo Buonaroti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sonet, in traducerea lui Constantin Druica Zeletin.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DA: Adevarata dragoste este mai mult decat astepti, mai mult decat iti inchipui, mai mult decat intelegi.&lt;br /&gt;...Si daca, daca se revarsa?..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-2726027921690545928?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbugblogspot.com' title='E CU PUTINTA...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/2726027921690545928/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/06/e-cu-putinta.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/2726027921690545928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/2726027921690545928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/06/e-cu-putinta.html' title='E CU PUTINTA...'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-3101675526891170046</id><published>2009-06-08T22:48:00.012+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T00:05:56.050+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>N-AM TIMP...PENTRU VESNICIE</title><content type='html'>“Nu am timp, n-am timp decat pentru mine! Timpul reprezintă bani chiar şi pentru mine” – ne spunem poate fiecare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Şi suntem atât de săraci în timp căci în timp vedem că mare lucru nu prea am făcut iară el ne zboară atât de repede; ajungem la un moment dat, cu sau fără prea mulţi bani dorind-visănd a mai cumpăra ceva timp, dacă nu pentru noi sigur pentru alţii: “nu am avut timp pentru tine iubita mea, fiul meu, fiica mea, nici pentru tine mama…” de aşi mai avea puţin timp l-aşi oferi doară ţie…mai daţi-mi timp vă rog să trăiesc şi-n timpul lor.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E atăt de uşor să refuzi astăzi pe cineva cu formula “n-am timp, îmi pare rău…” sau poate “ce pana mea mai vrei şi tu?...” la serviciu catre unii colegi, pe stradă în faţa unor persoane, la telefon unui amic, vecinului...semenului ce făr’ a-l asculta, poate are el însuşi nevoie de ajutor, poate de ajutor în a ajuta pe altcineva sau poate chiar pe…..tine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Făceţi-vă vă rog timp pentru cei din jur şi ce veţi constata: VETI CASTIGA MUUULT TIMP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Căci “încet şi sigur simt că nu-mi mai aparţin…şi timp din timpul meu ofer altora primind… trăind din timpul lor… şi din acel moment am început a gusta… din veşnicie” – ce bine ar fi dacă ne-am spune fiecare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wtu-AuNjv_w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wtu-AuNjv_w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-3101675526891170046?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-685745027781895559</id><published>2009-06-06T23:52:00.011+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T08:55:39.965+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>Tineti aproape oamenii care viseaza departe</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j4SquyS44A4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j4SquyS44A4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moby - Slipping away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that we needed was right&lt;br /&gt;The fresh hold is breaking tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open to everything happy and sad&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the good when it's all going bad&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the sun when I can't really see&lt;br /&gt;Hoping the sun will at least look at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus on everything better today&lt;br /&gt;All that I need and I never could say&lt;br /&gt;Hold on people that slipping away&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to this while it's slipping away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that we needed tonight&lt;br /&gt;Are people who love us and like&lt;br /&gt;I know how it feels to meant&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we leave here, the seas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open to everything happy and sad&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the good when it's all going bad&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the sun when I can't really see&lt;br /&gt;Hoping the sun will at least look at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus on everything better today&lt;br /&gt;All that I need and I never could say&lt;br /&gt;Hold on people that slipping away&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to this while it's slipping away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long&lt;br /&gt;So long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open to everything happy and sad&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the good when it's all going bad&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the sun when I can't really see&lt;br /&gt;Hoping the sun will at least look at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus on everything better today&lt;br /&gt;All that I need and I never could say&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to people that slipping away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-685745027781895559?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbugblogspot.com' title='Tineti aproape oamenii care viseaza departe'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-1004391137541842223</id><published>2009-06-05T20:07:00.024+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T15:23:01.526+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>SE POATE...</title><content type='html'>...sa eliberam a sa prezenta ce astazi este intemnitata intre ale templelor prejudecati/ziduri reci, astazi sa eliberam condamnatul la moarte, spre vesnicia noastra o singura data inviind, printre noi acum cautand liber a vietui; sa-l primim purtandu-l in noi, de cum am pasit pragul in afara templului, sa-l activam in templul fiintei noastre, cunoastere si viata sanatoasa sa avem; ganditi-va ca nu are nevoie de vizite saptamanale si atunci servindu-i doar ale noastre probleme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sa stim de ce si in cine credem la piept purtand si facand semnul torturii sale, sa stim si sa-ntelegem ce a dorit a ne comunica cu adevarat; sa stim ca totul fara el este nimic, iara noi fara de el suntem nimic; ca astazi in lume de ar veni, aceeasi soarta ar avea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...ca iubirea, da iubirea sa te schimbe la orice varsta, sa ajute enorm a te cunoaste si a cunoaste din ce in ce mai bine oferind-o si oferindu-te intreg celor din jur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1dPDO3Tfab0&amp;amp;hl=" width="400" height="320" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;border=" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...ca dragostea sa devina limbaj universal, prin care te poti intelege cu aproapele in egala masura cu care o poti face cu cel din care izvorasc toatele...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puteti?&lt;br /&gt;incercati va rog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESIDERATA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“....mergi linistit prin galagie si tine minte cita pace poate sa fie in liniste....atit cit e posibil fara sa te umilesti fii in relatii bune cu toate persoanele....spune adevarul cu calm si claritate, asculta si pe altii, si pe acei ignoranti si plictisitori, si ei au o istorie de povestit...evita persoanele vulgare si agresive, ele deprima spiritul... daca te asemui altora risti sa cresti in tine orgoliul si ura deoarece mereu vor exista persoane care se vor afla pe un post mai sus sau mai jos decit tine..bucura-te de rezultatele proprii precum si de proiectele tale...pastreaza interesul pentru lucru, pe atit cit e umil, e intr-adevar ceea ce posezi pentru a schimba soarta timpului...fii prudent in ceea ce faci, caci lumea e plina de inselaciuni, dar asta nu ar trebui sa orbeasca capacitatea de a face diferenta dintre virtute si dreptate..fii tu insuti, mai ales nu amagi si nu fi cinic in dragoste, fiind lovita si agresata de acele doua sentimente poate sa piara ca iarba..accepta benevol trecerea timpului si schimbarile care le poate aduce lasind un zimbet seren ca fiind o pata a tineretii..cultiva in tine insuti forta si puterea spiritului pentru a te putea apara de nenorocul care te poate ataca din improvizoriu..dar nu te tulbura cu imaginatia..multe temeri se nasc din solitudine si oboseala. Dincolo de disciplina morala si psihologica fii linistit cu tine insuti. Tu esti un copil al Universului, la fel cum sunt si stele si copacii; tu ai dreptul sa te afli aici. Fie ca intelegi sau nu, insa Universul te conduce asa cum ar trebui. Fii in pace cu Dumnezeu, indiferent cum L-ai concepe, si oricare ar fi aspiratiile tale pastreaza armonia cu sufletul tau chiar si in galagioasa confuzie a vietii. Necatind la inselaciuni, la lucrurile murdare si visuri neimplinite... continua sa fie o lume minunata. Fii prundent. Cauta-ti fericirea si fii fericit...” (Max Ehrmann -&lt;a title="Prose poetry" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prose_poetry"&gt;prose poem&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;a title="Desiderata" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Desiderata"&gt;Desiderata&lt;/a&gt;")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-1004391137541842223?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbugblogspot.com' title='SE POATE...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/1004391137541842223/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/06/se-poate.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/1004391137541842223'/><link rel='self' 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lasa de ma sting printre cuvinte,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de mine iti vei aduce aminte,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cu mult mai bine si cu mult mai multa iubire.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si viata-i un cuvant ce poarta cinci litere,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nu, nu ma lasa sa mor azi printre cifre!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nu va lasati vrajiti astazi de cifre,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gustati va rog din magia dulcilor cuvinte!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="270" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m3jYQ7ICHCE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m3jYQ7ICHCE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="270"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="270" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ib897OuUQjw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ib897OuUQjw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="270"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priviti la viata necantarind-o-n cifre,&lt;br /&gt;traiti-o frumos si exprimati-o-n cuvinte!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-6830428012855111384?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbugblogspot.com' title='CUVINTE'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-2184752654395342874</id><published>2009-05-25T22:24:00.024+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:35:27.264+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PROTEST'/><title type='text'>SUFLETE EUTANASIATE</title><content type='html'>Imbracati in sutana, in halate negre, doctorii sufletelor noastre ne prescriu de multa vreme aceleasi bizantine retete, cuprinzand remedii expirate vremilor actuale, practicand acelasi vechi ritual al eutanasierii sufletului.&lt;br /&gt;Ajunga! Cel putin mie aceste medicamente-surogat, compensate din fondul asigurarilor desarte.&lt;br /&gt;Murim in fiecare zi cu zambetul pe buze si cu credinta asigurata ca vom pasi de aici, din "gradina maicii domnului" in gradina edenului, doar etichetati fiind imediat dupa nastere drept crestini, primind inconstientul botez al cristelnitei.&lt;br /&gt;Gata! Un prim pas: sa constientizam ca bolile lumii de astazi nu se mai pot trata cu iluzii, precum cancerul incercand a fi tratat cu placebo.&lt;br /&gt;Dragi doctori, voi detineti cheile cerurilor, insa blocati semenilor accesul, nici voi nu intrati si nici pe cei ce vor sa intre, nu-i lasati sa intre... caci va incapatanati de sute de ani a ramane in usa traditiei, dincolo de care mereu o alta asteapta a fi deschisa!&lt;br /&gt;Dragi teologi, voi detineti sub nas autentica reteta, insa intarziati pacientilor vostri vindecarea, utilizand cu incapatanare acelasi vechi instrumentar, aceleasi vechi totodata expirate metode, punandu-va voua insiva viata viitoare in pericol caci vai...pretindeti a trata bolile zilelor de azi!Le tratati?, priviti cu totii jur imprejur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O realitate dureroasa: sfinti de carton, apa de ploaie, moaste de caine..somnul ratiunii...neimplicare misionar-social-educationala...lume tot mai bolanda...afaceri sfinte prospere in plina durere...ajuns-ati prea departe cutume desarte...prea multe suflete eutanasiate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4EdVJPYq7y4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4EdVJPYq7y4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-2184752654395342874?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbugblogspot.com' title='SUFLETE EUTANASIATE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-1466073098229791059</id><published>2009-05-21T22:18:00.029+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:53:05.579+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>PLACUTA AMINTIRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Cer violet a intins acum in trecut frumoasa carare,&lt;br /&gt;cu mine langa tine port in gand placuta amintire,&lt;br /&gt;primului deal vazut pe pamant, dincolo de care...&lt;br /&gt;am trait nestiind - singurul apus de soare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In covata dealurilor mi-am leganat agale privirea,&lt;br /&gt;atrasa-n departata zare, de ultima raza sorbita de soare,&lt;br /&gt;asezand langa tine in gand viitorului placuta amintire,&lt;br /&gt;caci am trait stiind - la piept strangand nemarginirea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IakDItZ7f7Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IakDItZ7f7Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-1466073098229791059?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbugblogspot.com' title='PLACUTA AMINTIRE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/1466073098229791059/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/05/amintire.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/1466073098229791059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/1466073098229791059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/05/amintire.html' title='PLACUTA AMINTIRE'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' 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src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/source/go2player.php?type=audio&amp;hash=062504781e7dc5&amp;userid=IULIUS11&amp;src=hi5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="30"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MoXrMOsnRVo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MoXrMOsnRVo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zau ca da!&lt;br /&gt;Fara a-l intelege nici macar nu veti putea vreodat a iubi cu adevarat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-3152409533621950350?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbugblogspot.com' title='PRIN CREDINTA'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/3152409533621950350/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/05/prin-credinta.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/3152409533621950350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/3152409533621950350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/05/prin-credinta.html' title='PRIN CREDINTA'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-1168587626104590621</id><published>2009-05-19T23:12:00.026+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:29:26.633+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>BALANTA DE VERIFICARE</title><content type='html'>Se pare ca totul poarta o cifra, un numar, aproape totul poate a fi cuantificat insa neprimind totodata si valoare. Vine o vreme cand inaintea emiterii unei judecati de valoare, inainte de intocmirea unei situatii cat mai cuprinzatoare, fidele realitatii, este necesar a citi in balanta de verificare - punct de plecare in intocmirea unui raport mai amplu...vine o vreme cand dincolo de numere trebuie citit ceea ce este scris-inregistrat, ceea ce se scrie in propria balanta, in a lumii balanta ...a si sosit!&lt;br /&gt;Inaintea intocmirii unui tablou mai vast, balanta ne asigura de echilbrul tuturor elementelor inregistrate; alaturi de ceea ce proiectam cu totii, mizand pe realizarea de beneficii, de pe urma oricarei activitati, in final fi-vom in stare sa apreciem cat mai corect daca traim sau nu in pierdere, sau poate in castig!&lt;br /&gt;Raportul final...va fi auditat potrivit unor standarde, va primi poate o opinie favorabila continuarii fiintarii, va fi inaintat chairman-ului care va decide in final daca investitia in fiecare merita continuare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lNKsqIHvitU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lNKsqIHvitU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vine o vreme...cand mai inainte trebuie sa invatam a citi si intelege fiecare, in a vietii balanta de verificare, a corecta cat inca mai avem timp vreo inregistrare...a si sosit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-1168587626104590621?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbugblogspot.com' title='BALANTA DE VERIFICARE'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-5305750112256017962</id><published>2009-05-11T22:12:00.028+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T11:48:47.717+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>LINISTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;E atat de liniste afara, o doamne....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lumina lunii aud cum se destrama,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in asta seara, in mii de fasii.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E atat de liniste si doare, atat de tare,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;caci incet si sigur, lumea azi moare,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in asta noapte, in mii de copii.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E atat de liniste afara, o doamne...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lumina lumii aud cum loveste, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in aste zile, in mii de morti vii&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liniste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lumina lumii infasoara-n fasii, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;suflete nevinovate de copii,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oamenii de maine, viitoare mumii!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="330"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ce_VUpyMUJw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ce_VUpyMUJw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='LINISTE'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-268895266401146073</id><published>2009-05-08T23:24:00.042+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T08:49:31.732+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>NUMELE TAU</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ce ma mai mira ca stelele s'ascund &lt;/em&gt;ziua&lt;em&gt; in tine, gravitand sufletului meu,&lt;br /&gt;in &lt;/em&gt;noapte&lt;em&gt; dara de cad in mine... una cate una, purtandu-mi toate - &lt;strong&gt;numele tau!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce ma mai mira ca toate pasarile se ridica-n vazduh &lt;/em&gt;ziua&lt;em&gt; din tine, purtandu-mi spiritul in zbor,&lt;br /&gt;in &lt;/em&gt;noapte&lt;em&gt; dara de cobor, de cuibaresc in mine... una cate una, cantandu-mi toate - &lt;strong&gt;numele tau! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ce ma mai mira ca ale tale cuvinte auzite-n &lt;/em&gt;zi&lt;em&gt;, odihnind cugetul meu,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in &lt;/em&gt;noapte&lt;em&gt; dara toate de vor trezi... unul cate unul, soptind in ruga, iubito - &lt;strong&gt;numele tau!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ce ma va mira fi-vei tu iubito, tu dincolo de numele tau!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...acolo unde se ingana ziua cu noaptea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="310" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hUD7m3MZOt4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/268895266401146073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/268895266401146073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/05/numele-tau.html' title='NUMELE TAU'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-4970247401945984994</id><published>2009-05-05T22:14:00.012+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T19:54:40.684+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>CE SIMTITI?</title><content type='html'>Cu exceptia unui fragment al ultimei parti, am simtit atunci... acu' mult timp in urma, cand l-am citit pentru prima data, ca adevarul te poate elibera de toate ideile preconcepute; in lumina scrierilor din noul testament, simt astazi...adevarul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="40" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/source/go2player.php?type=audio&amp;amp;hash=9f51b4dd3545d2&amp;amp;userid=IULIUS11&amp;amp;src=hi5"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/source/go2player.php?type=audio&amp;hash=9f51b4dd3545d2&amp;userid=IULIUS11&amp;src=hi5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7UphfrPANJk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7UphfrPANJk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: una este simtirea...alta este trairea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-4970247401945984994?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbugblogspot.com' title='CE SIMTITI?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/4970247401945984994/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/05/ce-simtiti.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/4970247401945984994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/4970247401945984994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/05/ce-simtiti.html' title='CE SIMTITI?'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-2195421094062605197</id><published>2009-05-02T21:52:00.025+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T01:07:05.415+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>AI FI PUTUT FI...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ai fi putut fi tu, acum trecut... n-are sa mai fie,&lt;br /&gt;dulcea adiere pierduta-n inaltare,&lt;br /&gt;la mine ca atunci, n-are sa mai revie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caci posedat acuma-n prezent... sunt pana-n strafund,&lt;br /&gt;rascolit d'un spirit ce nu mi-e deloc strain, suflet curat si chip blajin,&lt;br /&gt;sa-nteleg si sa m-aplec usor, mi-e cu neputinta amandurora sa ma-nchin&lt;br /&gt;caci pentru mine ar fi chin, doua suflte fiintei sa-mi infasor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si nu pot altfel a iubi, decat asemeni celui ce p'amandoi iubeste,&lt;br /&gt;cu mult ininte de a fi, cu mult inainte a ne naste,&lt;br /&gt;si daca astazi nu ma vei intelege, tu celei viitorul il ofer, timp la dispozitie are sa fie,&lt;br /&gt;suficient impreuna inca d'aci a trece, plecare inspre timpul lui - o vesnicie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vlgsfLkAUVg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vlgsfLkAUVg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-2195421094062605197?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbugblogspot.com' title='AI FI PUTUT FI...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/2195421094062605197/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/05/ai-fi-putut-fi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/2195421094062605197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/2195421094062605197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/05/ai-fi-putut-fi.html' title='AI FI PUTUT FI...'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-106692746261582562</id><published>2009-05-02T10:33:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T10:37:11.936+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>DESPRE EL-DESPRE EA</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="47" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/source/go2player.php?type=audio&amp;amp;hash=0119cb2eded6b5&amp;amp;userid=IULIUS11&amp;amp;src=hi5"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/source/go2player.php?type=audio&amp;hash=0119cb2eded6b5&amp;userid=IULIUS11&amp;src=hi5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="47"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRIN EL asa-dar prin EA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-106692746261582562?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbugblogspot.com' title='DESPRE EL-DESPRE EA'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/106692746261582562/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/05/despre-el-despre-ea.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/106692746261582562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/106692746261582562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/05/despre-el-despre-ea.html' title='DESPRE EL-DESPRE EA'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-8402374858949397337</id><published>2009-05-01T22:28:00.026+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:12:22.276+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>PRIN EL</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;De vei dori a te vedea asa cum esti, cea despre care tu insati...inca traiesti far' intrutotul a te sti,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;permite-mi a ridica privirea-nspre inaltu, si urmari cum raza minunat pe tine cade proiectata...fiinta de cauta a ti-o sfinti,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;iubito tocmai de la-nceputul povestii, scris tainic in paginile cartii vietii,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;permite-mi a te privi prin ai sai ochi, si-ntelege ce doreste...a mai scrie a fi tu - PRIN EL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;De vei dori a ma vedea asa cum sunt, cel despre care eu insumi...ma minunez in fiece zi far' inca intrutotul a ma sti,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;te rog dincolo de imagini si cuvinte a privi, si urmari sa vezi dincolo de toate...a ma simti - PRIN EL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FhPtZeY5O3s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FhPtZeY5O3s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Privesc la tine vazand pe mine,&lt;br /&gt;te uiti la mine gasind pe tine,&lt;br /&gt;caci un singur trup vom fi - PRIN EL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-8402374858949397337?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbugblogspot.com' title='PRIN EL'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/8402374858949397337/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/05/prin-el.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/8402374858949397337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/8402374858949397337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/05/prin-el.html' title='PRIN EL'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-4579743985205676899</id><published>2009-04-30T23:31:00.027+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T13:01:17.449+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>FILO-SOFIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRAITI-II VA ROG ODIHNA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;philia = prietenie, iubire&lt;br /&gt;sophia = intelepciune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cuvintul filosofie deriva din doua cuvinte grecesti: philia = prietenie sau iubire; sophia = intelepciune. Deci, etimologic vorbind, filosofia inseamna "iubire de intelepciune". Trebuie facute doua observatii in marginea acestei etimologii: Intii, asa cum au subliniat multi filosofi dintre cei vechi, este posibil sa iubesti ceva fara a-l avea. A fi un filosof, astfel, implica sirguinta pentru a obtine intelepciune si nu neaparat posesia acesteia. Apoi, 'intelepciune' este un termen folosit inclusiv pentru a exprima dezvoltarea unei activitati intelectuale sustinute intr-un anumit domeniu, intelegerea si practica moralitatii, si cultivarea unor opinii si atitudini luminate care sa conduca la o viata fericita si multumita."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="50" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/source/go2player.php?type=audio&amp;amp;hash=c111c1bd7bb1d8&amp;amp;userid=IULIUS11&amp;amp;src=hi5"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/source/go2player.php?type=audio&amp;hash=c111c1bd7bb1d8&amp;userid=IULIUS11&amp;src=hi5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="50"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURSA: GOOGLE cautare pentru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Romanian-Biblia_Traducerea_Dumitru_Cornilescu_1921_MP3.zip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cea mai consistenta sursa a filosofiei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-4579743985205676899?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbugblogspot.com' title='FILO-SOFIE'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1902658341f29172&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/4579743985205676899/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/04/filo-sofie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/4579743985205676899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/4579743985205676899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/04/filo-sofie.html' title='FILO-SOFIE'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-741474967846290375</id><published>2009-04-28T23:38:00.030+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:44:46.668+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>DOAR UNA</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Se lasa acum...al noptii sfant mister, pamantului de-i rasar pe cer - &lt;strong&gt;sirag de stele&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;si linistea toata adunata cuprinde, lumii celei adormite intinde - asternut de odihna,&lt;br /&gt;insa-ntre toate miile de perle mandra luna, ea &lt;strong&gt;DOAR UNA&lt;/strong&gt; peste toate arunca - voal de lumina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se lasa acum...a sufletului sfanta taina, ochilor de le-apar pe retina - &lt;strong&gt;multime de mandre&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;si gandurile adunate toate mangaie, mintii celei nelinistite aprinde - mii de pasiuni,&lt;br /&gt;insa-ntre toate cele miile angelice, dulci fiinte lipsite doar de aripi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOAR UNA&lt;/strong&gt; aprinde lumina, sfesnicului in fata caruia - lumea o citesc zambind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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type='text'>IZVORUL TAMADUIRII</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.realitatea.net/images/player/playlist_player.swf?url=1&amp;id=747867&amp;autostart=false&amp;showdigits=true&amp;bufferlength=10&amp;allowscriptaccess=always&amp;channelIdentifier=HAmDukwz3%2BEM8vHHlc%2FMnw%3D%3D&amp;recommendations=http://www.realitatea.net/feed_recommendations.php?id=747867" width="400" height="350" wmode=""&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.realitatea.net/images/player/playlist_player.swf?url=1&amp;id=747867&amp;autostart=false&amp;showdigits=true&amp;bufferlength=10&amp;allowscriptaccess=always&amp;channelIdentifier=HAmDukwz3%2BEM8vHHlc%2FMnw%3D%3D&amp;recommendations=http://www.realitatea.net/feed_recommendations.php?id=747867" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.realitatea.net/5-000-de-credinciosi-s-au-calcat-in-picioare-pentru-o-sticla-cu-agheasma--la-manastirea-ghighiu-din-prahova_503922.html'&gt;&lt;b&gt;REALITATEA.NET - 5.000 de credincioşi s-au călcat în picioare pentru o sticlă cu agheasmă, la Mănăstirea Ghighiu din Prahova &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chipuri crispate spre nicaieri se-ndreapta, napadite de suferinta - minunea asteapta, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;astazi haotic in haite s-aseaza, plini de-ntreaga saracie - la apa izbavirii cu totii viseaza,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;flamanzi si-nsetati, duhul nenorocirii incepe mai rau a-i bate,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in tarcuri bine paziti, stau neasezati minunea d'asteapta - caci apa vine dorintele l-adape.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ratiunea prea putin conteaza, ultima speranta - cu apa sfintita azi se salveaza,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cuprinsi de credinta, se calca-n picioare, cu pruncii-n brate - scuturi umane,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;inspre tamaduire din coate dand, cu totii-nainteaza - in asta atmosfera bunul simt nu mai valoreaza,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cine-i maneaza, cine-i impinge... spre dezumanizare?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Astazi, iluzia-i la mare cautare, da! ea - surogat adevaratei credinte,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;inecati in stravechi ritualuri, de-o veche filosofie purtati confuz pe-a minciunii valuri,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de ce oare, de ce oare? pierdem prea usor fondul inaltei constiinte? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;departandu-ne mult prea departe, singurei persoane- izvor unicei tamaduiri!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IVh0-jenY6s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/3359808662396478312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/04/izvorul-tamaduirii.html' title='IZVORUL TAMADUIRII'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-818180539895735078</id><published>2009-04-23T23:01:00.028+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T00:19:45.768+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>DESPRE PRIETENIE</title><content type='html'>Citeam undeva urmatoarele:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;se spune ca a fi sincer presupune a nu ascunde nimic celuilalt, a te deschide tot; este exact, insa criteriul acestei sinceritati il are intotdeauna celalalt si nu tu; esti considerat sincer nu cand nu ascunzi nimic celuilalt, ci cand nu ascunzi ceea ce asteapta de la tine sa ascunzi; sinceritatea ta nu se verifica prin tine ci prin celalalt; esti considerat sincer atunci cand spui ceea ce vrea si ceea ce asteapta altul de la tine sa spui&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;o prietenie nu se verifica numai prin libertatea pe care i-o acorzi celuilalt; a ajuta un prieten la nevoie, a-l icalzi cu mangaierile tale, a-l inconjura cu sinceritatile tale, nu inseamna prea mult; altele sunt adevaratele probe ale prieteniei: a nu-i incalca libertatea, &lt;strong&gt;a nu-l judeca din punctul tau de vedere&lt;/strong&gt; (care poate nu corespunde experientei destinului celuilalt), a nu-l pretui prin ceea ce-ti convine sau te amuza pe tine, ci pentru ceea ce este, pentru el insusi, prin ceea ce trebuie el sa realizeze ca sa ajunga om, nu un simplu manechin...&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesant mi s-a parut; frumos pictat; nu stiu din ce perspectiva a privit autorul celor de mai sus, insa imi permit acum sa privesc asupra aceleasi teme din alta perspectiva, plecand de la minunatele exprimari de mai sus, intregind oarecum tabloul prieteniei, adaugand putina "lumina".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce constat eu: din pozitia autorului, imaginea pictata-n cuvinte se scalda-n multa relativitate, din partea ambilor subiecti ai prieteniei si aici am in vedere primul paragraf cel in care sinceritatea este apreciata functie de asteptari, dorinte;&lt;br /&gt;asupra celui de-al doilea paragraf, subscriu autorului insa numai din perspectiva aruncarii luminii asupra sinceritatii, scotand-o astfel din subiectivitatea relativa a partilor implicate-n prietenie; asadar intre cei doi subiecti ai relatiei de prietenie trebuie sa mijloceasca un set de valori, criterii obiective, independente de asteptarile, dorintele ambelor parti, insa totodata valabile amandurora; da, si aici devine cat se poate de adevarat, a nu-l judeca din punctul tau de vedere, insa nici din al sau, care trebuie sa recunoastem se poate adesea sa nu fie tocmai bun nici al unuia, nici al celuilalt; da, iar ceea ce este, ceea ce poate sa devina...cine cunoaste cel mai bine, daca nu este pus in lumina si evident daca celalalt nu cunoaste lumina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setul de valori, criterii pe baza caruia se poate aprecia sinceritatea, este unul obiectiv, valabil ambelor parti implicate in relatia de prietenie, relatie care la randu-i se poate dezvolta, asemeni florii soarelui, cred minunat, numai sub influenta acestuia, si-n acelasi mod, deplasand relatia mereu inspre caldura si lumina celui mult prea inalt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/818180539895735078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/818180539895735078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/04/despre-prietenie.html' title='DESPRE PRIETENIE'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-7276193196924677448</id><published>2009-04-20T14:44:00.021+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T16:26:35.951+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>STIATI CA...</title><content type='html'>...in a saptea zi a creatiei s-a odihnit, obosit fiind nu de cele sase zile minunate de munca, cat mai ales de gandul celor viitoare, El care de la-nceput le cunoastea pe toate, cele ce aveau sa urmeze; in a saptea zi, dupa nasterea a toate, s-a jertfit pe sine, prin al sau fiu, cu mult mult inainte ca om sa fi stiut, intrand mai apoi in odihna, chemand pe fiecare in odihna sa...n-a dorit a fi singur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...dincolo de inalta fiinta facatoare de minuni, El a fost mult prea minunat in ipostaza de om; El, cel care a inviat pe altii, el in ziua sacrificiului, a fost cuprins de teama, frica de moarte, de cele ce aveau sa-l astepte; omul din El, se ruga "sa treaca de la El ceasul acela", "departeaza de la mine paharul acesta" si extra-ordinar arata "totusi, faca-se nu ce voiesc Eu, ci ce voiesti Tu" (ce lupta in El intre om si zeu, zeul cedeaza omului totul, castigandu-l pentru vesnicie - ce lupta in noi...); om - oamenilor sa arate, fiecaruia in parte, ca prin orice a trecut, exemplu oferind noua, in toate ce le trecem- ca se poate... nedorind a te lasa singur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...aici face tot ce-I sta in putinta, insa niciodata peste a ta vointa-libera alegere, sa te aibe alaturi de sinea-I in aceeasi odihna; orice, orice, chiar orice.....peste ale tale interpretari, legate de bine sau rau, in putinul timpul de aici, insa ce se va dovedi a fi determinant; orice pentru a nu te lasa singur, departe de a sa odihna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niciodata singur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UlxtIKPSK-0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UlxtIKPSK-0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peste aspectul prozaic, prin aceste exprimari multe necunoscute ale vietii se pot lumina, descoperind raspuns, dincolo d'ale noastre multe interpretari...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-7276193196924677448?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='STIATI CA...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/7276193196924677448/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/04/stiati-ca.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/7276193196924677448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/7276193196924677448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/04/stiati-ca.html' title='STIATI CA...'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-4381820082596721542</id><published>2009-04-20T00:47:00.025+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T14:31:56.475+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>FIAT LUX</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nevazut d’afara - de nimeni cunoscut,&lt;br /&gt;Singurul sedea-n-tuneric - inauntru puternic vibrand,&lt;br /&gt;Totului din el ceva lipsea - din afara curat a simti:&lt;br /&gt;Iubire… dupa ea tanjind, gata pregatit pentru ea a se jertfi,&lt;br /&gt;indata s-a pregatit de nascut - lumina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minunat d’atunci continua a se desface-n fasii - in astri, sori, stele, si fiinte mii,&lt;br /&gt;Lumina astazi pe toti si toate le cuprinde – ale sale manifestari mereu a ne surprinde,&lt;br /&gt;si totodata aminti far’ a constrange – intunericul sau lumina a alege,&lt;br /&gt;a primei alegeri reziduu sau a primei jertfe: lumina lumii – lumina vietii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te-ai intrebat tu oare, a iubirii libera manifestare,&lt;br /&gt;Prin ai tai ochi, lumina alba capata culoare?&lt;br /&gt;Iubito… tu fi dara mie - dulce lumina, din tine sa m-aprind,&lt;br /&gt;Iara eu tie - vie faclie, iubirii sa ma-nchin!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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LUX'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-8851640511123522703</id><published>2009-04-17T10:26:00.026+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:08:46.375+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESEURI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>BUCURIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Eli, Eli, lama sabactani?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat de mult, cat de mult, omul acesta se aseamana noua, fiecaruia dintre noi!&lt;br /&gt;De cate ori nu am strigat si noi asemeni Lui, aceleasi cuvinte catre El?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minunat cum aceasta fiinta, imbracand trup, om lasat sa fie, sa vina contact luand direct cu noi - atunci, acum prin ale sale cuvinte, ne-a aratat totul, ne arata totul, totodata promitand, oferind totul!&lt;br /&gt;De cate ori ni s-au inecat toate corabiile, inmormantate sperantele, de cate ori am traversat ape-nvolburate, furtuni sa ne darame, de cate ori ne-am innourat, pentru noi, pentru semeni, ganduri grele intunecandu-ne, de cate ori ne-am ciocnit de ziduri negre, reci, dincolo de care nu credeam a razbate? - de prea multe ori, cu totii!&lt;br /&gt;De cate ori ori nu am strigat si noi la fel, intorcandu-ne spre El? - nu de putine ori!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Rabi, rabi, lama sabactani!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inainte de a-si indeplini extraordinara misiune, inainte de a rosti ultimele cuvinte: ispasitu-s-a! in mainile tale-mi incredintez duhul! in calitate de asta data de suprafiinta, ma gandesc ca ne arata minunat altceva: in calitate de om, striga catre tatal sau, (extra-extra-extra-ordinara disociere intre cele doua ipostaze), "de ce m-ai parasit" - omul mai arata oamenilor ceva minunat: cand suntem crucificati unei situatii aparent far' de scapare, sa stim totusi dinainte, ca peste cateva zile putem renaste!...altadata invia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asadar, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;va rog de va bucurati&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... nu numai in aste zile - mereu... incredintati fiind exemplului, mesajului sau!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Bp2Zhy3NRA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Bp2Zhy3NRA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-8851640511123522703?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='BUCURIE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/8851640511123522703/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/04/bucurie.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/8851640511123522703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/8851640511123522703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/04/bucurie.html' title='BUCURIE'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-242573429182415769</id><published>2009-04-15T22:33:00.030+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:50:54.133+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESEURI'/><title type='text'>PERSPECTIVA</title><content type='html'>NOI &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PERCEPTII&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;UNIVERSUL INCONJURATOR&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OBSERVATOR&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Noi? Pun semn de egalitate, astazi, intre noi si al noastre perceptii stocate in... memorie; poate ca aceasta din urma confera fiecaruia in parte identitate; tulburatoare in directia aceasta sunt cazurile de pierdere partiala sau chiar totala a memoriei, unde subiectii in cauza, victime ale amneziei, ajung sa-si piarda identitatea; ajunsi la o anumita varsta, unii dintre ei "o iau de la capat", invatand sa scrie, sa citeasca, sa-si aminteasca, sa faca ceva, sa reinceapa totul far' a mai purta pe harddisk nicio crampeie apartinand unor perceptii mai vechi. Identitea noastra sa fie determinata de componenta hardware? sa fie rezultanta a acesteia? sau softul sa fie demult creat, independent asadar, implementat temporar pe soma fiecaruia? putand supravietui sau nu in afara corpului, sau poate doar odata activat impreuna cu acesta?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Universul inconjurator? Unde suntem noi?&lt;br /&gt;Purtam fiecare, inca din primele momente ale existentei, o extraordinara interfata; intefata insa doar cu mediul exterior; sunt simturile cu care suntem inzestrati pentru a popula memoria, a ne defini identitatea in timp, prin noi si noi perceptii; interesant...perceptii doar asupra mediului inconjurator; se pare ca interfata, nu ajuta la formarea perceptiilor directe asupra universului interior (asupra celulelor, simtirea functionarii acestora, a organelor etc)&lt;br /&gt;Cele cinci simturi se pare ca ne sunt suficiente a percepe universul inconjurator...cat sa-l putem astazi intelege!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Perceptiile sunt asadar, se pare, acele procese aferente functiunii interfetei noastre cu mediul inconjurator; ele asezandu-se in timp, straturi peste straturi, pe un anumit suport numit memorie; fara o buna functionare a acesteia asi putea la un moment dat sa nu stiu cine sunt; dar cine esti, suma experientelor tale, a perceptiilor stocate pe o pelicula de memorie?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Asadar intre noi si universul inconjurator sta interfata ce ne confera zilnic numeroase perceptii; insa cine ne asigura ca ale noastre perceptii sunt conforme realitatii inconjuratoare?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;De multe ori avem perceptii eronate, unul despre celalalt; si doar cand luam in calcul mai multe informatii, cand minunat putem a schimba perspectiva, privind asupra aceluiasi subiect, putem sa ne apropiem unei perceptii potrivite subiectului, persoanei, realitatii, universului?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Intre noi-observatori si universul inconjurator stau simturile-intefata ce aseaza prin experienta, noi si noi perceptii, straturi pe memorie; ma gandesc ca dincolo de acest dispozitiv genial, sta si priveste un alt observator-partener ce se poate constitui pentru fiecare, pentru fiecare... sistem de referinta, punct de reper, perspectiva cu totul diferita, MULT MAI VASTA asupra procesului de intelegere, cunoastere a universului ce ne-nconjoara, a noua insine!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cand schimbi perspectiva, cand practici acest exercitiu, mereu, mereu.....nu numai ca poti ajunge sa vezi aceleasi lucruri altfel, mai bogate-n semnificatii, dar minunat poti vedea si mult in plus!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Urmariti videoclipul va rog; unde suntem.............cine priveste pe fereastra din finalul melodiei?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b7q6BSAHSWI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b7q6BSAHSWI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Tu? in acelasi timp dintr-o cu totul alta perspectiva, din miezul manifestarilor, oricand putand da clik pe x-ul ferestrei...poate un cu totul alt observator!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-242573429182415769?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='PERSPECTIVA'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/242573429182415769/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/04/perspectiva.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/242573429182415769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/242573429182415769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/04/perspectiva.html' title='PERSPECTIVA'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-5283847395731927979</id><published>2009-04-13T21:13:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:14:50.539+03:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPER TARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WlBiLNN1NhQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WlBiLNN1NhQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-5283847395731927979?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='SUPER TARE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/5283847395731927979/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/04/super-tare.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/5283847395731927979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/5283847395731927979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/04/super-tare.html' title='SUPER TARE'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-1782815680857600344</id><published>2009-04-13T00:34:00.010+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:48:09.808+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESEURI'/><title type='text'>RESTITUTIO IN INTEGRUM</title><content type='html'>Dragostea schimba totul, dragostea transforma oameni, preface minunat cerurile si pamantul; iubirea imbogateste perceptiile, le schimba, tulbura deosebit creuzetul fiintei umane cum niciun alt sentiment n-o poate face; dragostea confera cea mai inalta traire, si pentru multitudinea posibilitatilor pe care imediatul, viitorul ti le arunca, in vederea alegerii celei mai bune cai, trebuie neaparat sa fii cu-prins de aceasta stare; ea este ingredient originar al magiei, ea te face sa simti altfel magia din semeni, din tine, a lucrurilor ce le-mbraca; cand ajunge la o anumita intensitate, constanta, manifestandu-se intr-un anumit mod, se constituie in chip ideal spre a privi si intelege dincolo de iluzii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vreau sa cred ca totul a pornit din explozia iubirii ce nu mai incapea in sinea-i!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manifestari ale acesteia, de cum ne facem intrarea pe scena vietii, astazi amenajata aici si acum pe pamant, ma indoiesc ca noi, o purtam inlauntru in forma sa primordiala. Mai la toate popoarele, in multe culte, nasterea este insotita de foarte multe ritualuri – de departe gasit-am ca fiind mai bogata in semnificatii pe cea din crestinism, unde pruncul este scaldat in apa botezului.&lt;br /&gt;Daca in lumea psihologiei si nu numai, se vorbeste de ceva timp de inconstientul colectiv ca fiind acea parte integranta a psihicului uman, mostenita ereditar, acel bagaj de experiente, instincte primare, ce il transferam fiecarei generatii, inca din vremuri primordiale (“depozit psihic ancestral” C.G.Jung), imi permit sa spun ca de multe ori firea umana eclipseaza ratiunea omului.&lt;br /&gt;In lumea sufletului cred ca avem nevoie de un cu totul alt reziduu apartinand primei explozii de iubire – de dragoste; ea cu siguranta innobileaza omul, totodata strunind pornirile firii de cele mai multe ori, salbatice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vreau sa cred ca “depozitul psihic ancestral” s-a constituit cu prima noastra alegere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insa ni s-a oferit din iubire-spre vesnicie, “acum” cum ni se striga, caci totul poate incepe aici, un strigat ce vine din afara timpului, o noua alegere. Instituind o noua dimensiune dragostei, El solicita sa ne iubim in egala masura si dusmanii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vreau sa cred ca El este cel ce restaureaza omul, restaureaza lumea!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum? Poate ca am inteles, sau poate inca nu. Ma gandesc acum, maine mai intens sau nu, ca tot balastul aferent primei noastre alegeri, ce-l purtam ereditar din generatie in generatie, ce nu de putine ori inconstient se face simtit in ale noastre zilnice manifestari, ne poate fi curatat alegand o noua nastere; nu , nu, nu cea facuta - in mod inconstient - in cristelnita! Ci una ma gandesc facuta in mod constient, o alegere pe deplin constienta, a pneumei primordiale lasata de El in urma-i ca si mangaietor, restaurator fiintei umane.......din dragoste pentru fiecare…alegand si nimic nu-ti va mai parea la fel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-1782815680857600344?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='RESTITUTIO IN INTEGRUM'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/1782815680857600344/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/04/restitutio-in-integrum.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/1782815680857600344'/><link rel='self' 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getting better&lt;br /&gt;Or do you feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Will it make it easier on you now&lt;br /&gt;You got someone to blame&lt;br /&gt;You say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One love&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;When it's one need&lt;br /&gt;In the night&lt;br /&gt;One love&lt;br /&gt;We get to share it&lt;br /&gt;Leaves you baby if you&lt;br /&gt;Don't care for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I disappoint you&lt;br /&gt;Or leave a bad taste in your mouth&lt;br /&gt;You act like you never had love&lt;br /&gt;And you want me to go without&lt;br /&gt;Well it's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too late&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;To drag the past out into the light&lt;br /&gt;We're one, but we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;We get to&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;One...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you come here for forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Have you come to raise the dead&lt;br /&gt;Have you come here to play Jesus&lt;br /&gt;To the lepers in your head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ask too much&lt;br /&gt;More than a lot&lt;br /&gt;You gave me nothing&lt;br /&gt;Now it's all I got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're one&lt;br /&gt;But we're not the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we&lt;br /&gt;Hurt each other&lt;br /&gt;Then we do it again&lt;br /&gt;You say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is a temple&lt;br /&gt;Love a higher law&lt;br /&gt;Love is a temple&lt;br /&gt;Love the higher law&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask me to enter&lt;br /&gt;But then you make me crawl&lt;br /&gt;And I can't be holding on&lt;br /&gt;To what you got&lt;br /&gt;When all you got is hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;One love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One blood&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;You got to do what you should&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;With each other&lt;br /&gt;Sisters&lt;br /&gt;Brothers&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;But we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;We get to&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One...lïfe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-2532360008053867307?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='VOUA...9'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/2532360008053867307/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/04/voua.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/2532360008053867307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/2532360008053867307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/04/voua.html' title='VOUA...9'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-1134838834625766501</id><published>2009-04-10T22:37:00.026+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T09:29:51.032+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>INTOARCE-TE SI REVINO</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Intoarce-te la ceea ce-ai fost inainte de a fi, pasind p'acelasi drum privindu-te-n fata,&lt;br /&gt;viitorul ce maine te asteapta in urma de-l lasa, cel pe care cu alti ochi vei reusi a-l privi,&lt;br /&gt;de vei inainta spre punctul zero al existentei tale, trecandu-i pragul... dincolo de care,&lt;br /&gt;pe tine intr-o alta stare te vei gasi.....&lt;br /&gt;grea intrebare, spune-mi de oare n-ai fi fost mai intai dincolo de zero... aici fara tine ce pozitiv ar mai fi? si revino!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revino zambind p'acelasi drum, fiecare milimetru al scalei tale sarutand,&lt;br /&gt;jur imprejuru-ti bucurie altora emite, caci te-ai vazut dincolo de a fi cu mult inainte,&lt;br /&gt;trecutul primenit in urma-l vei lasa, bagajul evenimentelor existentei tale,&lt;br /&gt;minunat si cu sens fi-va incarcat, pregatit sa emita la un moment dat&lt;br /&gt;pe o alta banda, intr-o alta stare.....&lt;br /&gt;insa pana atunci raspunde zilnic intrebarii, intoarsa la origini a ta persoana...daca n-ai fi fost, daca n-avea sa fie...ce... intrebare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-5395709823862555479</id><published>2009-04-08T22:00:00.015+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T23:57:06.036+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>TRASEU PE-O BANDA DE 8mm</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Minunatul film al vietii tale, lumina proiectata pe-a filelor cartii sale,&lt;br /&gt;avanpremiera avuta in mintea-i, cu mult inainte de rularea sa oficiala-n lume,&lt;br /&gt;cine-i regizorul ce-ntr-un aparent anonimat sade? cin' pentru tine zambeste sau plange'&lt;br /&gt;cu tine prin tine, prin toti si toate-ndeaproape, sa-ti fie mereu aproape,&lt;br /&gt;la fiecare alegere a fiintei tale, cin' te developeaza in final... din miile de cadre?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O!!! si cate filme cu tine ruleaza in asta clipa, tu nestiind de toate celelalte,&lt;br /&gt;cea/cel care simti doar una, din potentialele infinite alte variante,&lt;br /&gt;cine-i regizorul ce-ntr-un aparent anonimat sade? cin' pentru tine gasit-a demult scapare,&lt;br /&gt;unei singure proiectii, pe-o singura autentica cale,&lt;br /&gt;cu el si prin el, din siragul evenimentelor existentei tale, se tulbura si framanta, se bucura si exulta, la fiecare alegere a fiintei tale,&lt;br /&gt;cin' cheama la vesnicie a ta fiinta ce transcende aceasta existenta... din miile de cadre!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rCE1MeUZgNk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rCE1MeUZgNk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-8171996491055399946</id><published>2009-04-06T21:18:00.018+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:43:57.593+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>MA DOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ma dor ale tale cuvinte nespuse, ale tale ganduri abandonat' si netraite,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mi se vor face mereu simtite, sisturi de sentimente confuz suprapuse,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ma vor urmari si ma vor ajunge, in mine cautand viata sa prinda,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ai tai avortoni au inceput a tipa-n mine, a lor durere nu ma lasa,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dor si ma dor, ma dor si mor de dorul tau de mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ma dor in tine ale mele ganduri multe, astazi prea putin intelese,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;se zbat plangand in sinea-ti manunchiuri dese, rogu-te le elibereaza fie si rupte,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;le voi urmari si le voi culege, din tine straturi altor ganduri armonios vor prinde,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ale mele de tine sperante inceput-au se stinge, a lor flacara mai arde,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dor si ma arde, ma arde si mor de dorul meu de tine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="270" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Di45IWlZYCI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Di45IWlZYCI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="270"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div 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DOR'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-5195164855324862834</id><published>2009-04-04T00:10:00.026+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T13:30:03.935+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>TIPAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Astazi lumea se pregateste sa nasca, templu manifestarilor ei nesanatoase,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tipatul celui inca nenascut puternic din neant s-aude, de cand nici lume nu era si nici pamant,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pe cand nici mere nu erau, nici cine din ele sa muste,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de ce s-ar propaga el printre noi doar in val, cand sa-l gazduiasca-n trup i s-a oferit demult,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;insa acum gasit-a momentul propice, caci lumea-nnebunit intrand d'alaltaieri in convulsii!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toata mizeria va lua-n curand un frumos trup, printre noi fiecare umbland,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ademenindu-ne curand cu mult adevar, flori, solutii, promisiuni, minuni si parfum,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;odrasla a fiintei noastre-ntunecate, din fiecare hrana isi va trage,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;la pieptul lumii noastre el va suge, sete si foame n-are sa-i fie vreodata, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tipatul sau astazi haotic pamantul anima, pregatind sa mulga...de sange, lumea ce sta...sa-l nasca!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-5195164855324862834?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu fiecare pas inspre tine urc, inalt varf ce-nspre lume privesti,&lt;br /&gt;ai tai arbori desfac paraului inspre lunca carare, siroaie pe chipu-ti le porti-nspre vale,&lt;br /&gt;ma chemi si vin, si urc pe langa ei, si cand urcusul devine abrupt, de tine simt ca m-apropii,&lt;br /&gt;aprins de a ta ultima perspectiva, ma catar grabit inspre tine, te port in minte, te port in gand,&lt;br /&gt;si ploua, si curge, potop inspre lunca se pravale, si nu ma uit acum in urma,&lt;br /&gt;caci doar a ta unica priveliste, simt ca ma mistuie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-apropii de tine, tu pe mine, se crapa de ziua, se face lumina,&lt;br /&gt;o raza de soare padurea trezeste, norii se ridica, minunea dezveleste,&lt;br /&gt;inca nu, inca nu, in urma nu privesc, acum cu mine parca ma lupt,&lt;br /&gt;cand doar doi pasi mai am de facut pana-n...varf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce zbucium in mine, inspre varf sa dau navala, ploaia-ncetat far' sa bag de seama,&lt;br /&gt;dar....deodat' ce liniste ma cuprinde, miros si sunet ma-nvaluie, destinde,&lt;br /&gt;tainic.....de necrezut ma vad pe mine, pe mine deoparte stand, scrutand din varf...orizontul!&lt;br /&gt;Nu pot, nu pot acum sa exprim insa acolo am patruns in..............................sinea-mi,&lt;br /&gt;si ce-am vazut d'acolo sus, acum e cu neputinta, pe mine de acolo-ntreg,&lt;br /&gt;m-am luat, coborand spre tine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soarelui lumina ma poarta acum spre tine, spre tine dorinta ma arde sa te revad,&lt;br /&gt;si mai grea coborarea imi pare, impulsionat sunt insa acum doar de a ta chemare,&lt;br /&gt;pamantul imi fuge pe sub picioare, pietre navala rastorn dupa mine in cale,&lt;br /&gt;arborii toti parca-mi ies cu totii-n drum, insa eu spre tine printre ei ma scurg,&lt;br /&gt;sa te-ntalnesc acum mai mult ca nicicand, cu mine-ntreg si cel de sus,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;spre tine vin, la usa iti voi bate, imi vei deschide?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;si daca da, de mine iti vei aduce aminte, de mana te voi lua si-ti voi promite,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ca sus acolo te voi lua, inaintand impreuna, traseul nu ma va uita.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;si sus acolo-n varf surpriza, caci am vazut..... si pe tine!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-7036385434401175845?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='PLANURI INFINIT INTERSECTATE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/7036385434401175845/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/04/planuri-infinit-intersectate.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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DOI</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="280" width="330"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7vxYaEAyTd4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7vxYaEAyTd4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="330" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noi doi avem aceeasi varsta, mai demult sa fi trait,&lt;br /&gt;nascuti fiind in aceeasi minte, partasi aceluiasi rasarit,&lt;br /&gt;raze apartinand primului soare, la viata chemati pe cai necunoscute,&lt;br /&gt;noi doi pamantul intalnind, in momente diferite - atarnate-n infinit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noi doi pasim pe drumuri diferite, mai demult sa ne fi miscat,&lt;br /&gt;al vietii curs fiindu-ne trasat, avem in miscare sfanta libertate,&lt;br /&gt;s-alegem acum impreuna, aceasta putere avand-o la-ndemana,&lt;br /&gt;noi doi sa-naintam pe-o aceeasi cale, inspre primul rasarit de soare - traind in infinit! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-3001343799135781831?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='NOI DOI'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/3001343799135781831/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/noi-doi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/3001343799135781831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hFPPgMMqwDM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hFPPgMMqwDM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce-ati avut mai oameni buni.....cu calul?&lt;br /&gt;L-ati inhamat unei grele.....intrebari!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-2439917409756535618?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='2 CAI...FRUMOSI!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/2439917409756535618/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-8582974188319472137</id><published>2009-03-29T00:52:00.032+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T02:35:03.631+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>FENOMENUL IUBIRII</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="260" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HwBPs3MhXm8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HwBPs3MhXm8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="260"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How many sorrows&lt;br /&gt;Do you try to hide&lt;br /&gt;In a world of illusion&lt;br /&gt;That's covering your mind?&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you something good&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'll show you something good.&lt;br /&gt;When you open your mind&lt;br /&gt;You'll discover the sign&lt;br /&gt;That there's something&lt;br /&gt;You're longing to find...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miracle of love&lt;br /&gt;Will take away your pain&lt;br /&gt;When the miracle of love&lt;br /&gt;Comes your way again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruel is the night&lt;br /&gt;That covers up your fears.&lt;br /&gt;Tender is the one&lt;br /&gt;That wipes away your tears.&lt;br /&gt;There must be a bitter breeze&lt;br /&gt;To make you sting so viciously -&lt;br /&gt;They say the greatest coward&lt;br /&gt;Can hurt the most ferociously.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll show you something good.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'll show you something good.&lt;br /&gt;If you open your heart&lt;br /&gt;You can make a new start&lt;br /&gt;When your crumbling world falls apart." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Da...ea este...manifestarea exterioara a fiintei noastre profunde, cu efect de transformare si evolutie inauntru si dinspre ea in afara; in adancuri forta mistuitoare, alimentata de-a altuia, cere eliberare, explozie-minunata manifestare, spectacol de lumina, energie, culoare-vulcan subacvatic ce erupe intr-un ocean, ce naste, functie de intensitate, amploare - insula plutitoare, laguna albastra inconjurata de viata, gazduind si totodata oferind noi forme...de viata.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plec de la o melodie amintindu-mi de o deosebita carte...o cat de multe las insa deoparte...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ati asculat melodia..acum redau intocmai din "Despre seductie"-Gabriel Liiceanu, urmatoarele:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"În dicţionarul latin am constatat că noi operăm cu cel mai degradat sens al seducţiei, cel de incantaţie erotică de tip don juanesc, în care seducătorul este cel ce striveşte inimi pe bandă." În "straturile limbii", autorul a constatat că a seduce, pentru latini, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;înseamnă a lua pe cineva de unde se află şi a-l trage într-o parte, a-l lua deoparte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Sensul a evoluat apoi spre separarea faţă de un loc comun, faţă de ce se petrece cu ceilalţi, iar în al treilea rând, în secolele IV-V, seducţia a ajuns să aibă sensul de astăzi. "M-am întrebat dacă viaţa noastră nu e rezultatul unei luări deoparte, dacă nu e nevoie de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cineva care să intervină în viaţa noastră&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Vieţile adevărate nu au loc decât atunci când eşti scos din grămadă, unde viaţa te macină laolaltă cu ceilalţi. Splendoarea e că asta nu se întâmplă de unul singur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, nu ne luăm singuri de-o parte, şi atunci apare seducătorul."Adevăratele ipostaze ale seducţiei sunt cele în care &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;seducătorul îl slujeşte pe sedus&lt;/span&gt;, a adăugat Liiceanu, iar "a fi victima unui seducător e suprema bucurie pe care o poţi avea în viaţă". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Nimeni nu traieste cu adevarat daca nu cade sub o forma sau alta de seductie. De fapt, oamenii raman cel mai adesea acolo unde specia ii aseaza: (in "bancul de heringi", de care vorbea un filozof danez), acolo unde se traieste dupa regula tuturor. Acolo ne instalam cu totii din clipa in care venim pe lume si tot acolo ramanem, cei mai multi dintre noi, pana la sfarsit.” (Gabriel Liiceanu)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hei da...tocmai iubirea este acea stare, traire care-ti confera o cu totul alta forma de viata, tu insati/insuti putand a deveni forma purtatare a unei mult prea inalte, intre noi umblatoare, constiinte mult prea inalte. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cititi va rog cartea! Deosebit capitolul ce prezinta iubirea intre filosoful Martin Heidegger si Hannah Arendh...si cel unde ne este prezentat &lt;strong&gt;cel mai mare seducator al omenirii&lt;/strong&gt;!...iubirea oferind printre multe altele, cea mai mare potentialitate fiintei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-8582974188319472137?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='FENOMENUL IUBIRII'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/8582974188319472137/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/fenomenul-iubirii.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/8582974188319472137'/><link 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sc1Oz-LiVsI/AAAAAAAAAMY/K4F-jyIbWck/s1600-h/BigBang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317993389766104770" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sc1Oz-LiVsI/AAAAAAAAAMY/K4F-jyIbWck/s400/BigBang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Infinit...la-nceput de nimeni cunoscut-singularitate, incapsulat intr-o densa unica celula,&lt;br /&gt;de iubire framantata, in sinea-i n-a mai icaput s-a pregatit de nascut-pluralitate, dat in clocot vointa-i strapunge propria membrana,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aspatial, atemporal, nenascut, de nimeni cunoscut-infinit anonim, din sinea-i cu ardoare tanjeste sa iasa.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;explozie incandescenta de dragoste din el revarsa, o alta viata infinitul a iesit luand fiinta, prima minune-capatand un nume!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tot astfel, cand imediat dupa, de atunci el armonios se manifesta, prin noi oferind si capatand traire,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sa dam curs sentimentelor din noi sa iasa....., explozie cand simtim impartasind altora-iubire, a sa vesnica existenta!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-1182747619642793764?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='BIG BANG'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/1182747619642793764/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/big-bang.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/1182747619642793764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>DECLARATIE ISTORICA</title><content type='html'>O persoana, foarte buna cunoscatoare a economiei romanesti, ce ne indica o directie: Constantin Mugurel Isarescu (n. 1 august 1949, Dragasani, judeţul Valcea) economist , care indeplineşte in prezent functia de guvernator al Bancii Nationale a Romaniei.(de la Wikipedia, enciclopedia libera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/ScveXS2pXWI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/bRIaUqz_PI8/s1600-h/MUGUREL.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317588276820401506" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/ScveXS2pXWI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/bRIaUqz_PI8/s400/MUGUREL.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In perioada cand duduia de economie romaneasca mai duduia in declaratiile oamenilor politici, Mugur Isarescu afirma urmatoarele:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5XhZCxMubtM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5XhZCxMubtM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apartinand guvernatorului BNR-Mugur Isarescu, astazi 26.03.2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citez cu aproximatie: ...tara aceasta nu duce lipsa de bani, a se prolifera acesta falsa perceptie, se va marca o iluzie periculoasa......tara noastra duce lipsa de eficienta in manageriat, in administrarea banului, in capacitatea de a crea proiecte in accesarea fondurilor ce ne sunt de multa vreme puse la dispozitie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se pare ca ducem din plin lipsa de altceva...si ca traim vremuri sub semnul pacatului...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si ce va ramane dupa el...un simplu nume...sau FIINTARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt in miscare, pe strada pasind, obosit de prea multe ganduri fiind, ating o deosebita necunoscuta stare,&lt;br /&gt;din mine pentru cateva momente, in lume jur imprejur o bucatica aruncata, smulsa din mine simt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Furnicar azi la zenit batut de soare, pe-o traiectorie inselator aparent haotica,&lt;br /&gt;vazand care incontro miscandu-ne fiecare, o tainica adiere a rupt purtand din noi o bucatica...am prins-o din toti pentr-o clipa-am gustat, un cheag de ganduri, vorbe si trairi, &lt;strong&gt;constiinta universala&lt;/strong&gt;, din partea multora prea mare agitatie simtind, caci in aste vremuri criza-te coboara la nadir, m-am tulburat...pe loc am regurgitat = in &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;templul de astazi al comunitatii umane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O parte a fetei fiindu-i azi dimineata minunat curatata, pe-o raza spalata de ploaie-a primit de la soare un nou sarut de-ndata, nici el mai prejos nu se lasa si raspunde...albastrului acum senin, cu-n proaspat al ierbii crud, buze verzi spre soare-naltand,&lt;br /&gt;iara noi ce facem? azi nu ne multumim a-l calca doar in picioare, casa a noastra flegmuita-n fiecare zi cu gunoaie, i-am devenit eczeme cu buna stiinta lipsiti fiind de &lt;strong&gt;propria-i constiinta&lt;/strong&gt;, fost paradis acum aflat in destramare, totul tinde iar sa se manjeasca mai mult ca nicicand = &lt;strong&gt;in templul vietii - albastru pamant!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pneuma ce toate animi, a omului mai putin proprie constiinta, alegerea neintinandu-i-o,&lt;br /&gt;in suflet, cuget si in gand, doresti in el mereu sa te-activezi, insa doar potrivit a lui dorinta,&lt;br /&gt;tu sufli in continuare viata pe pamant, copilului tau viata inspirindu-i-o,&lt;br /&gt;il cureti, il lumini, a simti tainica adiere purtand a ta prezenta,&lt;br /&gt;cu toate ca-n mai totdeauna te vede si-ntelege, far' a te impune el mai mereu altceva alege - departe de tine iluzii desarte, = din &lt;strong&gt;templul constiintei tale mult prea inalte&lt;/strong&gt;, pentru vesnicie, incepand de aici alege a &lt;strong&gt;se retrage&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasesc in continuare, ma retrag in mine-ntreg,&lt;br /&gt;cu mult insa mai odihnit, ma bucur ca sunt in miscare,&lt;br /&gt;ca-mi aud pasii, in vacarmul ce ma-nconjoara, sub albastrul cerului senin,&lt;br /&gt;in templul sufletului meu, doresc a te purta mereu, constiinta mult prea-nalta,&lt;br /&gt;de ale tale manifestari in continuare am sa ma minun,&lt;br /&gt;templu noilor ganduri pregatit mereu s-astern!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-6490727159261299044?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='TEMPLU-N PRABUSIRE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/6490727159261299044/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/templu-n-prabusire.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/6490727159261299044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/6490727159261299044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/templu-n-prabusire.html' title='TEMPLU-N PRABUSIRE'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-341011168388209156</id><published>2009-03-22T13:33:00.065+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T17:31:13.144+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESEURI'/><title type='text'>CARE ESTE CONSTANTA VIETII TALE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grea intrebare! Asemeni celei pe care Pilat din Pont a adresat-o lui Isus: "Ce este adevarul?"&lt;br /&gt;Si poate ambele gresit formulate, poate veti simti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sa exprim minunat totul..., acum foarte greu imi este,&lt;br /&gt;din mine spre afara, d'afara-nspre mine, mereu pasi mai mult a-ntelege,&lt;br /&gt;si cum ai putea-o face, cand inca o parte din tine,-n posesia altuia, pentru moment iti lipseste,&lt;br /&gt;ceea ce simt insa, pentru totdeauna nu-i simpla poveste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XPKDX7EeKsE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XPKDX7EeKsE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dincolo de placutele, minunatele momente ale vietii, petrecute voi cu voi insiva, fie in compania cuiva, in tovarasia prietenilor, in prezenta celor mult dragi, dincolo de momentele mai putin placute ale aceleasi vieti, momente in care suferi pentru tine, plangi pentru altii, plangi si suferi alaturi de altii, care/ce/cine va ramane constanta vietii tale? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Totul se manifesta-ntr-o continua miscare, de cele mai multe ori fara scapare, viata unuia depinde intr-o masura mai mica sau mai mare de a altuia, a altora, intr-o lume ce devine din ce in ce mai mica, unde curentii vremii pe multi agita;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;poate suntem interconectati asemeni unor neuroni, reflectare unui intreg, unei constiinte ce doreste a trai, manifesta prin fiecare, insa a caror sinapse, devenim din ce in ce mai obositi, mai stereotipi, in noi prezenta sa...a nu se mai simti; impulsurile intre noi nu mai sunt vii, nu mai transmitem catre altii flux de sentimente, trairi adevarate, adevarata iubire; dendritele fiintei noastre sunt tot mai sleite, mai poluate de acelasi spectacol devenit exercitiu zilnic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dar in structura ta profunda, nucleul tau ce-ti spune? constanta vietii tale, cine este oare?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-341011168388209156?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='CARE ESTE CONSTANTA VIETII TALE?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/341011168388209156/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/ce.html#comment-form' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/341011168388209156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/341011168388209156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/ce.html' title='CARE ESTE CONSTANTA VIETII TALE?'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-1659119314594015302</id><published>2009-03-20T23:24:00.035+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T13:10:50.290+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESEURI'/><title type='text'>CE (A)R FI !?</title><content type='html'>Un gand, aparut astazi din senin, doresc acum sa-l astern, sa-l schitez ca p'un schelet, pe el altadat sa asez, armonios sa exprim, carne, muschi, tesut - cuvinte sa-l imbrace - un trup ideii sa ofer, sa umble si la altii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citeam, citeam...si la un moment dat, toate vis-a-vis de subiect, s-au legat. Din carte am simtit acelasi suflu ( "Despre Dumnezeu si om din jurnalul ultimilor ani" - Lev Tolstoi), miros ciudat, din ale altor pagini adunat, ce-am constatat, ce-am constatat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minunat ca fiecare dintre noi ajungem uneori, mai des, mai rar, sa percepem, sa simtim aceleasi lucruri, manifestari, trairi etc. ca mai apoi sa poata reusind a le exprima (de multe ori, dupa simtire, demersul exprimarii cat mai fidel acesteia este foarte dificil). La ce ma gandesc acum, este ca fiecare incercam a exprima (hei si cu exprimarea aceasta, nevoie spre potolirea uneori a trairii interioare, de-a dreptul mistuitoare, care cere prin tine sa iasa, sa traiasca pentru altii si-n afara), iar cand o facem, asupra acelorasi aspecte ale realitatii, exterioare si interioare, rezultatul de cele mai multe ori difera la fiecare; o posibila explicatie-natura diferita a fiecaruia, experienta diferita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar de cele mai multe ori, traind practic in aceeasi lume, in acelasi spatiu si timp, percepem vrand nevrand in fond, aceleasi obiecte, aceleasi subiecte, insa, de la cel mai mic pan la cel mai mare, indiferent pe ce nivel ne-am situa la un moment dat fiecare, indiferent in ce dispozitie, "situare afectiva" (Martin Heidegger - "Fiinta si timp") simtim aceeasi lumina asupra careia unii se pronunta exprimand simplu sau complex, ca-i mai intensa sau poate mai putin, ca e si sursa de caldura, mai intensa sau mai putin, ei da, reperand lumina, unii o vor prezenta ca provenind de la o sursa artificiala, un bec, un neon, altii vor argumneta poetic ca provine de la faclia unei lumanari, de la soare, luna, stele, altii sus si tare c-ar fi prezenta-n toate-n fiecare, unii o simt calda, altii rece, apropiata sau departata, tulburatoare sau orbitoare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ei bine, prezenta fiind, caci sunt convins, cel putin o data-n asta viata, fiecare o percepem, ea ne cheama s-o simtim, s-o primim si s-o traim, CE AR FI s-o lasam sa ni s-exprime, inainte insine a o exprima, caci altfel, ce-am constatat, de milenii si mai cu seama astazi, avand-o mereu printre noi, orbecaim mai cu totii-n intuneric!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cFNZr0G5Y5g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cFNZr0G5Y5g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-1659119314594015302?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='CE (A)R FI !?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/1659119314594015302/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/de-ce.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/1659119314594015302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/1659119314594015302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/de-ce.html' title='CE (A)R FI !?'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-8450920906068589243</id><published>2009-03-19T21:41:00.046+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:40:16.499+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>UN SUBIECT EXTRAORDINAR</title><content type='html'>OMULE - DEOSEBIT MAI ESTI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O alta poveste cat se poate de adevarata si totodata impresionanta!&lt;br /&gt;Suntem contemporani cu o astfel de persoana, un subiect minunat, intr-o lume-n furtuna, de la acest om avea-vom mereu de invatat!&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e suficient un singur astfel de caz, a-mi ridica nenumarate alte intrebari, unele raspunsuri primindu-le demult, ca omul este mult mai mult!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k2T45r5G3kA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k2T45r5G3kA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un om autist care nu poate sa uite nimic: KIM PEEK. El este modelul dupa care s-a realizat un film de oscar, povestea tulburatoare a unui autist, cu capacitati intelectuale suprinzatoare, care a inspirat personajul interpretat de Dustin Hoffman in filmul "Rain Man".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.220.ro/emb/g0vch1w3oV" width="350" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Peek a fost diagnosticat in copilarie ca suferind de retard mintal sever; nascut cu o malformatie cerebrala si neavand formatiunea cerebrala &lt;strong&gt;corpus callosum,&lt;/strong&gt; de grosimea unui pachet de nervi, care in mod normal conecteaza cele doua emisfere ale creierului, a surprins in timpul scolii prin abilitatile aritmetice insa singurul lucru la care nu se prea pricepe este abstractizarea matematica.&lt;br /&gt;Acum avand 58 de ani, in 1988 inregistrase un coeficient IQ de 87, cu mult sub medie, impresioneaza prin memoria de-a dreptul fantastica: "isi aminteste aproximativ 98% din ceea ce citeste" declara tatal sau Fran Peek (umbra sa, cum el insusi afirma "tatal meu si cu mine impartim aceeasi umbra"), "este ca descarcarea de date de pe un hard disk - cu exceptia ca el nu ofera erori." Impresionant pentru neurologi, impresionant pentru toti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studiile abilitatilor lui Kim, deschid oamenilor de stiinta si nu numai, noi orizonturi in cercetarea creierului uman, in descifrarea si potentarea capacitatilor intelectului, latente in fiecare om.&lt;br /&gt;O posibila explicatie a manifestarilor sale ar putea fi lipsa legaturii intraemisferice, formand pe alte cai o comunicare neuronala mult mai deosebita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nu dizabilitatea pe care o am imi confera statutul de om deosebit, fiecare dintre noi este deosebit" afirma Kim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-8450920906068589243?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='UN SUBIECT EXTRAORDINAR'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/8450920906068589243/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/un-subiect-extraordinar.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/8450920906068589243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/8450920906068589243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/un-subiect-extraordinar.html' title='UN SUBIECT EXTRAORDINAR'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-9208083499290956069</id><published>2009-03-18T22:29:00.031+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T17:59:37.143+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>UNDE SUNT ACUM?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SOIVhXUAr0A"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SOIVhXUAr0A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imprastiat in tot, ramas in toate cu tine unde am fost, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;azi te-am pierdut, sa te mai gandesti la mine n-are rost,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cand simtirea ne-a apus, din tine ma retrag adunandu-ma-n mine,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pe-o alta cale fiecare, un nou alt rasarit va sa apara si pentru maine!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unde sunt acum, unde? mintea-mi invie fiecare clipa petrecuta-ti aproape,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mintea-mi rasfiarata-n trecut, risipita-n marete vise de tine legate,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;incepand de azi incerc s-o adun, pe mine inchegandu-ma din toate,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;departandu-ne de epicentru, e mai bin'alege, pasi siguri facand in timp, neintelesul de acum spre a-l intelege&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SOIVhXUAr0A"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SOIVhXUAr0A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-9208083499290956069?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='UNDE SUNT ACUM?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/9208083499290956069/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/unde-sunt-acum.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/9208083499290956069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/9208083499290956069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/unde-sunt-acum.html' title='UNDE SUNT ACUM?'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-4471772684056151631</id><published>2009-03-16T21:04:00.033+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:18:42.509+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>OMULE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La-nceput ai fost un gand, de dragoste hranit, desprins dincolo de febrila-i dorinta,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;asezat din palme pe pamant, pe necunoscute minunate cai, chemat din sinea-i la fiinta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O faptura mult prea minunata, tesuta in pantecul mintii sale-lumina nascatoare,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fiecare celula fiindu-ti numarata, un templu vesnic gandului i-a fost oferit indata,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;spre a locui impreuna, nedespartiti vreodata, intr-o suprema libertate neintinata,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;primind acea pura si originara calitate, liber arbitru-sfanta si puternica alegere!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te-ai gandit macar o clipa, inainte de orice, catre tine, catre altii, inainte sa inspiri, sa te misti, si sa afirmi, despre lume, univers, despre lucruri cu sau far' de-nteles,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ca ai fost asezat in intrega creatie, mai presus de alte fiinte, ingeri, heruvimi si serafimi?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de constiinta cea prea-nalta, tu, tu ca partener iubit si-nteligent ai fost ales!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Omule, cel plin de 'nalta fiinta, de cum in lume ai intrat, clepsidra timpului tau s-a rasturnat,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fiecare graunte fiindu-i dinainte numarat, insa te rog a nu trai cu iluzia ca aici totul s-a terminat,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;caci timp suficient ti s-a acordat, sa alegi vesnicia a o incepe inca de aici!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La-nceput ai fost un gand, o faptura devenit, mult prea minunata,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;te-ai gandit macar o clipa, omule cel plin de 'nalta fiinta,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;timp suficient ti s-a acordat, vesnicia sa alegi a o incepe chiar d'aci?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-4471772684056151631?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='OMULE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/4471772684056151631/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/omule.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/4471772684056151631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/4471772684056151631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/omule.html' title='OMULE'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-7452030401772583427</id><published>2009-03-14T23:36:00.045+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:21:02.401+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESEURI'/><title type='text'>PNEUMAPURIFICARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OMUL&lt;/strong&gt;, o fiinta minunata, un amestec ciudat, de nimeni cunoscut, nici macar de geneticieni, care ca manifestare, sub aspectul comportamentului, mereu fascinant va ramane si pentru psihologi; ajunsi fiind pe o anumita treapta a evolutiei, caracterizata si prin actualul nivel tehnologic, suntem simpli constatatori ai minunilor ce ne-nconjoara, cat si a celor ce ne alcatuiesc fiinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S-au descoperit de curand genele responsabile de inteligenta, longevitate, afectivitate, dragoste etc, putem comanda copii cu ochii albastri, fata sau baiat, cu fel de fel de calitati si predispozitii; am ajuns, depasind poate destul de riscant, o limita dincolo de care, anumiti savanti nu numai ca reusesc a se juca cu caramizile vietii, reusesc sa replice viata, sa creeze un anumit tip de viata. Am devenit probabil, palizi copiatori ai propriilor nostri creatori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce propria creatie paleste in fata actului propriei noastre creatii?&lt;br /&gt;Fiindca aparitia vietii, unii se gandesc astazi la panspermie (aparitia ei din univers, purtata pe un corp ceresc, lovind si fecundand pamantul), eu la &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pneumaturgie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (alegerea insuflarii vietii materiei inerte) s-a facut nu replicand, reproducand in conditii de laborator, cu instrumente din ce in ce mai sofisticate, actul originar, cel de magie, ci ma gandesc ca a avut loc prin insuflarea pneumei (a spiritului, duhului, a acelui ceva ce ordoneza sublim caramizile vietii).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stiati ca avem in comun cu cimpanzeii cca. 98% din materialul genetic si cca. 50% cu drosophila melanogaster (celebra musculita de otet)?&lt;br /&gt;Ce ne diferentiaza, in conditiile in care toata &lt;strong&gt;VIATA&lt;/strong&gt;, are in compozitie cam aproximativ acelasi material, aceleasi caramizi, acelasi lut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ei da, da, da, ma gandesc acum, ca ceea ce confera diversitate vietii, unicitate fiecaruia dintre noi, nu sunt principiile enumerate de Darwin, nicidecum, ci tocmai dispunerea caramizilor vietii, potrivit unui plan, proiect, program genial, de-o logica mult prea-nalta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma gandesc ca suntem programati, scrisi demult in celebra carte a vietii, insa programul prezinta se pare libertatea alegerii, cel putin comportamentul (am spus candva, si am sa reiau altadat', ca alegerea este actul intocmai similar cauzei prime originii noastre), este asadar rezultatul fiecarei alegeri!&lt;br /&gt;Ma gandesc acum, ca omul a fost proiectat cu un mare gol launtric, lasat fiind, sa si-l umple cu fiecare alegere facuta!&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa alegem bine, spre propriul bine cat mai ales a semenilor din jur, avem nevoie de o alta actiune a pneumei, de asta dat' de o &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pneumapurificare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ce ar putea realiza la nivelul fiecarei persoane o metanoia, o rasturnare a felului in care gandim si ne comportam, instituind astfel un stil de viata sanatos, neafectat sau prea putin, fiind de vremurile actuale!&lt;br /&gt;De dorim s-o simtim, de asta data e alegerea noastra!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-7452030401772583427?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='PNEUMAPURIFICARE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/7452030401772583427/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/pneumapurificare.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/7452030401772583427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/7452030401772583427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/pneumapurificare.html' title='PNEUMAPURIFICARE'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-2343006297907211401</id><published>2009-03-11T21:03:00.031+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:40:00.915+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>POVESTEA EI.......?</title><content type='html'>O altfel de poveste! Astazi una socanta...maine o alta mai frumoasa...toate vor veni, intrebari sa va ridice!&lt;br /&gt;Astazi m-am gandit sa redau povestea ei, a ei sau poate...?; departe de mine gandul de a va speria, tocmai de aceea va anunt din debut ca filmul nu este de urmarit inaintea somnului de noapte :)!&lt;br /&gt;Este o poveste, se pare adevarata, dincolo de mediatizarea din presa vremii, dincolo de comercializarea cazului (filme, documentare, site-uri, brosuri etc), dincolo de comentariile pro si contra fenomenului, dincolo de masurile aplicate ulterior de biserica catolica, ceva se pare ca s-a intamplat atunci, cu Anneliese, Anneliese Michel, fiinta tulburata de o alta fiinta sau de propria fiinta, poate ceva mult mai mult decat cazul autohton Tanacu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am urmarit filmul artistic cu multa vreme in urma ("Un caz de exorcizare"), cunoscand de atunci ca are la baza o poveste adevarata; cu ceva putin timp in urma, cautand o melodie, din care nu-mi suna decat anneli, anneli, necunoscand formatia (mi-am dat seama ulterior ca-mi sunau cei de la Timpuri noi), am dat intamplator peste clipurile in care aparea cazul real al povestii filmului:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SbgXxpAcUAI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3I5ZqpXOwxg/s1600-h/un+caz.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312021902072238082" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SbgXxpAcUAI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3I5ZqpXOwxg/s400/un+caz.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x4n9vK0_mdk"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x4n9vK0_mdk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu cunosc ceea ce s-a intamplat, insa intotdeauna dupa ce-ai urmarit asa ceva, planeaza intrebarea si daca a fost? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;totusi ce-a fost?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; este suficienta doar explicatia medicului, psihologului? sau/si mai e nevoie de o alta perspectiva din care se poate privi si poate explica cazul? (ma gandesc aici, ca de cele mai multe ori, acceptand nemurirea noastra, fiintarea dupa moarte, credinta noastra in fond, ne gandim mai mult la Dumnezeu, la a sa manifestare, poate numai la El, far' sau cel putin, de prea putine ori, a ne gandi si la alte forte, alte manifestari).&lt;br /&gt;Nu cunosc ceea ce s-a-ntamplat, insa foarte posibil ceva sa existe si sa se manifeste, in opozitie flagranta cu ceea, in ce/cine ne place celor mai multi dintre noi sa credem!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-2343006297907211401?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='POVESTEA EI.......?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/2343006297907211401/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/povestea-ei.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/2343006297907211401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/2343006297907211401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/03/povestea-ei.html' title='POVESTEA EI.......?'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SbgXxpAcUAI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3I5ZqpXOwxg/s72-c/un+caz.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-498429230078130887</id><published>2009-03-08T00:33:00.049+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:21:37.111+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>VOUA...SERVITI VA ROG</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Din vasul ce mi-l doresc a fi cat mai curat, in care magia mereu cu grija a picurat,&lt;br /&gt;albastrul nesfarsitului cer senin-mirosul verzilor mereu tineri brazi sarutand,&lt;br /&gt;susurul apei lin printre pietre curgand-pamantul in freamat de viata usor mangaind,&lt;br /&gt;atingerea ierbii crude in roua diminetiilor de vara, cantecul greierilor sub cupola-nsteleta-n ceas de seara,&lt;br /&gt;unde iluzia cu mare atentie a strecurat, amestecul de multe ori fiind tulburat,&lt;br /&gt;prea multa si acaparanta difuza lumina, imagine a tumultului vremii de azi,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cugetul a-l orbi si-ntrista, continutul si-ntelesul viu vremelnic insa reusit-a-l acoperi,&lt;br /&gt;femeie, asemeni Evei ce insa vrajita, din pomul cunoasterii a gustat, ramanand de minciuna manjita,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tu, tu te rog bea din acest vas de lut, ce ti s-a descoperit, si setea prea putin iti va trece, caci apetitul neintarziat iti va creste de magia ce te va &lt;strong&gt;se-duce&lt;/strong&gt; spre o cunostinta mult prea-nalta, in a carei prezenta, o vesnicie putea-vei in adevar petrece!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AwFJNDRKbMI"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AwFJNDRKbMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-498429230078130887?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-4580210754307266092</id><published>2009-03-04T23:12:00.018+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:18:42.510+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>VESMANT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O, ce minunata zi, atat de cald imi e de tine, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cu greu de sa respir mai pot, inima-mi bate sa iasa parca din mine,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'n-albastru cerului senin, sa ma scald intreg mi-e cu neputinta,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;doar ochii ce mi i-am racorit, sufletul prin ei, curgand spre a ta fiinta&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si astazi n-am mai suportat, temperatura ce ma-nvaluie treptat,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sa simt ma face cum totu-ncepe a miroase a tine, din tine-ncep a si gusta,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sa vad materia a se metamorfoza, puternic vibreaza in juru-mi prezenta ta,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;de mine tainic m-am dezbracat, pentru putin in corpu-ti m-a intrupat&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, ce minunata zi, atat de cald imi e de tine,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;un nou vesmant am imbracat, dezbracandu-ma de mine,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in tine, in tine sa ma scald, imi este mult mai bine!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='VESMANT'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-1361236294993201029</id><published>2009-03-01T22:43:00.045+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:21:02.402+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESEURI'/><title type='text'>2.3 ANTIVIRUS...PENTRU FIINTA NOASTRA</title><content type='html'>Citeam astazi, undeva, foarte frumos exprimat, ca a gati, a prepara hrana este mult mai mult decat o simpla actiune de combinare a ingredientelor cu scopul de a rezulta ceva frumos mirositor si aspectuos, mai ales in cele din urma comestibil (am simtit-o pe propria-mi limba) ci, reprezinta o adevarata arta, impresionand placut papilele gustative. De aici am zburat spre:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictorul ne impresioneaza ochii zugravind intr-un tablou natura sau surprinzand anumite trairi, imbinand cu maiestrie, si nu oricum, toate culorile - minunata simfonie vizuala; un muzician de geniu, ne mangaie urechile cu partituri deosebite, o combinatie minunata a sunetelor, inlantuite evident neintamplator - tablou muzical viu colorat; un sculptor insufla viata operei sale cu fiecare atingere, ea se naste uneori, in urma contactului nemijlocit - atingerea eleganta a materiei; creatorii de parfumuri amesteca in creuzet, cu multa iscusinta nenumarate substante, incercand nenumarate combinatii menite a ne impresiona placut mirosul.&lt;br /&gt;Mai departe, tot mai departe: prozatorii, poetii, filosofii, sacerdotii, oamenii de stiinta se ocupa si ei minunat in felul fiecaruia, amestecand, imbinand, combinand cuvintele, ideile, gandurile, invataturile, cifrele - toate, cat mai armonios, pentru noi si noi perceptii ale launtrului nostru, pentru ei si pentru noi. Minunat, impresionant, tulburator de cele mai multe ori, insa insuficient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine ramane sa se ocupe, dincolo de simturile noastre, dincolo de perceptiile launtrului - de fiinta noastra profunda, de al nostru suflet - cine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simturile-interfata cu mediul ce ne-nconjoara / trairile, perceptiile interioare-interfata cu celelate fiinte, ne sunt mangaiate de marii artistii; insa cine este marele artist, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mangaietor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; al sufletelor noastre?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine amesteca genial in creuzetul fiintei noastre, armonios, toate experientele mai mult sau mai putin placute, toate evenimentele intr-o insiruire aparent intamplatoare; cine ne-a asezat si ne poarta pe-a aripilor vanturi in locuri mai mult sau mai putin minunate; cine ne picteaza, modeleaza, ne scrie, incanta, agita, cum nimeni nu o poate face, adancul fiintei?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este antivirusul acestei lumi-acestui sistem, antivirusul fiintei noastre-ma gandesc la &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;o manifestare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dincolo de materie, energie si informatie, este cineva, cineva ce ne poarta cu grija pe aripile vantului, cineva accesibil perceptiei fiecaruia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u_7iq50XrNI"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u_7iq50XrNI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-1361236294993201029?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='2.3 ANTIVIRUS...PENTRU FIINTA NOASTRA'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-1550281316376940106</id><published>2009-02-26T20:50:00.041+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:18:42.510+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>RECVIEM PENTRU UN VIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perdeaua timpului ce ne desparte, usor incerc a o trage la o parte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acum te vad acolo-n departarea vremii, cum cu eleganta te apropiai de mine,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cum ochi in ochi, cateva secunde aproape, ma citeai si citeam in tine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si acolo devine acum, cea de atunci-aproape vie prin aducere aminte.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cea de atunci-aproape vie prin aducere aminte, te-ai adunat intreaga-n mine,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;curgand pe-a timpului palnie, cu fiecare clipa petrecuta langa tine,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Timpul s-a retras invins-trecutul devenind prezent, caci te traiesc intens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in ast moment cand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;prezentul ne desparte-spatiul se clatina urmandu-i-ndeaproape.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spatiul ii urmeaza indeaproape, caci ale noastre comune simtiri&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;minunat il curbeaza, pod peste kilometri intinde gandurilor noastre, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pasi unul spre celalat tot mai aproape, dincolo de dorinte s-amintiri&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;visul acesta-l doresc mort - inviind in realitate!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-1550281316376940106?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='RECVIEM PENTRU UN VIS'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/1550281316376940106/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/02/recviem-pentru-un-vis.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/1550281316376940106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/1550281316376940106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/02/recviem-pentru-un-vis.html' title='RECVIEM PENTRU UN VIS'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-4957925573692312572</id><published>2009-02-24T21:12:00.062+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:21:02.402+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESEURI'/><title type='text'>2.2  LUME VIRUSATA</title><content type='html'>Ma gandesc la lume, cu ale ei toate manifestari, cu toate semnificatiile sale, o vad acum ca pe un &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sistem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, creatorul sau fiind omul si nu creatorul acestuia!&lt;br /&gt;Sa fie ea atinsa, prin fiecare dintre noi, de un puternic, nociv, extrem de virulent in ultima vreme - virus?&lt;br /&gt;V-am vorbit in trecut neintamplator despre virusii biologici si cei informatici, surprizand asemanarea manifestarii lor - atacul asupra unui sistem.&lt;br /&gt;Pe scurt: microorganism, microprogram ce prezinta capacitatea de a imbolnavi, infecta sistemul, cu posibilitatea de a se autoreproduce si se raspandi, afectand sistemul insa si mediul acestuia (lumea vie, reteaua-universul informatic).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa avem de-a face cu un alt tip de virus, cu manifestari similare insa cu consecinte mult mai vaste? Posibil. Sa privim asemanarea manifestarilor, forma manifestarilor, raspandirea, propagarea acestuia, dintr-o alta perspectiva ce ofera o cu totul alta perceptie asupra &lt;strong&gt;sistemului&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;de asta data lumea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radiografii ale omului, ale lumii realizate in diferite etape ale istoriei, asezate pe aceeasi masa si supuse analizei, ne vor arata ca virusul dateaza inca de la prima alegere a omului (ce vechi, ce asemanare, fantastic), insa pe fondul imensului aflux informational, caracteristic acestei perioade, acesta a suferit nenumarate mutatii, adaptabil devenind oricarei situatii, totodata din ce in ce mai agresiv. Uitati-va jur impejur, nu e nevoie sa va mai scriu eu, zeci de pagini, scrieti-mi voi ce constatati, ce simtiti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da, priviti! insa va rog sa si simtiti, va rog! Caci lumea mai mult se vede live, cantitatea de informatie pe care o primim preponderent pe cale vizuala, criza se difuzeaza, se propaga in direct la tv, radio, in presa, conflictele, razboaiele, spectacolul vietii de peste tot, in aceasta lume ce cauta a deveni din ce in ce mai mica si mai vulnerabila, le traim live, on tv, on air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ei da, tocmai in acest mediu &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MULTI MASSMEDIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, se dezvolta, se propaga virusul nostru. (il avem in case, il avem in mijloacele de transport, il avem la serviciu, este peste tot; pe banda larga a instrumentelor de propagare a informatiilor, el ajunge in sufletele noastre, ne actualizeaza zilnic - devenim "in pas cu lumea").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine cred ca il cunoaste cel mai bine, cine ii poate veni de hac, cine este adevaratul antivirus.....va voi spune intr-un episod viitor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-4957925573692312572?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='2.2  LUME VIRUSATA'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/4957925573692312572/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/02/22-lume-virusata.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/4957925573692312572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/4957925573692312572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/02/22-lume-virusata.html' title='2.2  LUME VIRUSATA'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-6133101222630836120</id><published>2009-02-21T23:59:00.046+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:21:02.402+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESEURI'/><title type='text'>MAGIE VS. ILUZIE</title><content type='html'>De multa vreme am fost atras de frumusetea, farmecul, sclipirea fiintelor, lucrurilor ce ma-nconjoara, dar mai ales de cele ce se ascund dincolo de ele.&lt;br /&gt;Incerc un mic eseu fara pretentia de a si transforma, punand in opozitie magia si iluzia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potrivit &lt;strong&gt;DEX&lt;/strong&gt; cei doi termeni primesc urmatoarea definitie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;magie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; = 1. fig. Putere irezistibilă de atracţie, de fascinare; farmec, încântare, seductie;&lt;br /&gt;2. fig. Influenţă puternică, incontestabilă pe care o exercită arta sau natura asupra omului.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;iluzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; = 1. Aparenţă înşelătoare datorită perceperii denaturate a realităţii. 2. (Fig.) Speranţă, dorinţă neîndeplinită; amăgire;&lt;br /&gt;2. Percepţie falsă a unui obiect prezent înaintea ochilor, determinată de legile de formare a percepţiilor sau de anumite stări psihice sau nervoase. 2. Fig. Situaţie în care o aparenţă sau o ficţiune este considerată drept realitate; speranţă neîntemeiată, dorinţă neîndeplinită; amăgire; himeră&lt;br /&gt;3. fig. Idee cu caracter seducător, înşelător; speranţă neîntemeiată; amăgire; înşelare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asadar, se poate usor constata, ca cei doi termeni fac trimitere atat la perceptii asupra obiectelor ce formeaza realitatea la propriu, cat si la figurat, asupra starilor noastre interioare, a propriilor stari cat si ale celor ce ne-nconjoara, cu diverse nenumarate manifestari exterioare. (se poate dezvolta mult in ambele directii)&lt;br /&gt;Voi incerca a surprinde altceva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V-ati intrebat, caci cu siguranta ati avut momente in viata, ce anume va ofera solutia pentru moment, ce anume va determina sa inaintati, sa continuati, sa luptati, sa va miscati, dincolo de obstacolele ce va ies in cale? Probabil ca da, daca nu, oricum veti gasi fiecare propriul raspuns!&lt;br /&gt;Va spun, caci am urmarit si mai urmaresc fenomenul, cei mai multi dintre noi proiectam viitorul, hranindu-ne prezentul cu iluzii!&lt;br /&gt;Este un proces deosebit de subtil ce necesita multa atentie, analiza, tocmai de aceea incerc o exprimare neexhaustiva, aferenta momentului de acum, fenomenul in cauza relevandu-se in timp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se intampla adesea sa fim si sa ramanem pentru multa vreme, orbiti de lumina ce viata prezentului o lumineaza (o primim, fie suntem noi insine mari artisti in a crea, inventa ceva - cu care, prin care ocolim realitatea, ce de multe ori nu ne face placere a o accepta), far' a cunoaste cu adevarat natura sursei acesteia; iar cand ochii ne sunt spalati de lacrimile altora sau de propriile lacrimi, este prea tarziu, insa si atunci sunt motive suficiente a ne bucura pentru recapatarea vederii limpezi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inaintez, dincolo de acestea sunt aspecte mult mai profunde: traim cu iluzia prezentului, "prezentului proxim" (nici nu stiu daca exista aceasta expresie, adica a prezentului de curand, cel de acum, insa la care se adauga si cel de ieri, cel de maine - omogenitate conferita de trairea puternica), iluzia ca cei mai dragi dintre noi, parinti, bunici, frati, prieteni sunt langa noi mereu si ca si noi la randu-ne suntem pentru ei o vesnicie, de fapt nici nu mai gandim, constientizam aceasta! Unde este magia prezentei acestora, adevaratei lor prezente, mai stim sa ascultam, sa simtim a lor prezenta in totalitate, ne mai preocupa acest demers, mai exista? sau ne multumesc iluziile, parerile altora impletite cu ale noastre, impresii de multe ori inselatoare; este mai comod, mai facil a te limita, in acest secol al vitezei imaginii, la a prelua impresia altora mulata peste ale tale prejudecati, cand nu mai avem sau mai bine exprimat gasim a nu ne mai face timp pentru analiza proprie a fondului, a continutului, ce de multe ori sta ascuns, insa totdeauna asteptand sa fie descoperit mintii si inimii noastre!&lt;br /&gt;Suntem hraniti, si actionam in consecinta, cu iluzia ca totul este egal cu ceea ce suntem aici si acum; este mult mai lesne a accepta aceasta, simturile ne spun asta, firea umana ne dicteaza asta, realitatatea ne confirma acest lucru (realitate virusata); insa ati mai avut timp spre a contempla magia lucrurilor ce ne-nconjoara, scuturati-le cu atentie; magia manifestarilor umane, reflectare a unor aspecte mult prea inalte, ascultati cu atentie, cautati sa intelegeti in profunzime dincolo de aura sclipitoare - sursa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-6133101222630836120?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='MAGIE VS. ILUZIE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/6133101222630836120/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/02/magie-vs-iluzie.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/6133101222630836120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/6133101222630836120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/02/magie-vs-iluzie.html' title='MAGIE VS. ILUZIE'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-1520940328159431497</id><published>2009-02-18T21:28:00.021+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:18:42.510+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>SI DACA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si daca ochii nu ti-i vei inchide, incercand a privi-nlauntru, a fiintei strafund,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in zadar vei cauta poate-a-ntelege, ce-n juru-ti nebun uneori se petrece,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;caci cateva secunde-n tine vor aprinde, viziunea ce pe moment iti lipseste,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a lucrurilor noua perspectiva n-o vei pierde, si tot d-afara ti se va deschide, mult mai profund!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si daca din zambetul curat al unora, ce suficiente motive ar avea a plange,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nu vei cauta resortul a i-l intelege, in van toate in juru-ti vor curge,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;caci la un moment dat sufletu-ti se va intuneca&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;, insa aducerea aminte acelui zambet minunat,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cugetul cu siguranta ti-l va lumina, inca de p'atunci demult el te-a si salvat!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si daca privind in sinea-ti, gasi-vei motive a zambi,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;atunci ai inteles, ai inteles ce se petrece, in juru-ti lin toate vor trece,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;si pentru totdeauna bine ai face, a nu tine doar pentru tine, altora a impartasi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;perspectiva luminoasa, nebunia lumii a o imblanzi!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-1520940328159431497?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='SI DACA...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/1520940328159431497/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/02/si-daca.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/1520940328159431497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/1520940328159431497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/02/si-daca.html' title='SI DACA...'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-3391904174583074379</id><published>2009-02-15T17:43:00.053+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:40:21.059+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESEURI'/><title type='text'>ALEGEREA = SINGURUL ATRIBUT PUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ALEGEREA&lt;/strong&gt;, ma gandesc acum, maine mai intens sau poate nu, reprezinta singurul atribut pur al creatorului, caracteristica primara ce-o purtam in noi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce singurul? si totodata pur?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigur ca veti mai gandi si la iubire, sacrificiu, creatie, libertate, insa dincolo de toate, asemanarea in acelasi timp elementul comun, primar, pur, originar ce-l purtam fiecare, daruit din sinea-i, il reprezinta alegerea!&lt;br /&gt;Daca detinem ceva in noi, in comun cu cel pe care-l vorbim cel putin o data-n viata, in forma pura, primara - reprezinta capacitatea de a alege, ce dateaza inca de la ineputul bigbang-ului fiintei noastre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am fost pusi a ALEGE, inca de la inceput! Primul act!&lt;br /&gt;"Iată Adam s-a făcut ca unul dintre &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, cunoscând binele şi răul. Şi acum nu cumva să-şi întindă mâna şi să ia roade din pomul vieţii, să mănânce şi să trăiască în veci!..." (Geneza cap.3) Am ales sa cunoastem in acelasi timp si magia si iluzia; inteleg cred, aceasta stare de ce nu s-a dorit a fi cunoscuta o vesnicie, caci posibil.....posibil aici, chiar aici sa fi fost pregatit ceva cu totul minunat, dincolo de bine si rau, in care si ei s-ar fi integrat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imaginati-va va rog urmatoarea situatie:&lt;br /&gt;de la banalele noastre acte de creatie, incepute inca din perioada copilariei (creatia, ea insasi un atribut dumnezeiesc, insamantat in fiecare, insa voi arata ca reprezinta o reflectare, o umbra, o replica a calitatii sale absolute) si continuind, ajungand pana la creatia marilor artisti, porniti a reflecta asupra rezultatului acesteia: jucaria, desenul, muzica, scriitura, opera in general va purta intotdeauna ceva din launtrul creatorului, va purta amprenta sa! Va comunica mereu ceva si despre el sub diverse forme.&lt;br /&gt;Asadar, auzind, citind mari artisti, insa de ce nu, si multi prichindei (a lor desene minunate, viata a le da), ce doreau a insufla viata rodului mainii, cugetului lor; pe unii dorind a fi pusi fata-n fata cu propria vie creatie, sa simta daca aceasta, aceasta da, creatia devenita vie, ar putea sa-i intelega, sa-i simta, sa-i aprecieze; gandurile mi-au zburat spre ceva cu totul interesant! Admitand c-ar fi posibil, opera n-ar putea primi din partea-ne decat, un singur, acelasi, identic, atribut al vietii, comun si celei a noastre - ALEGEREA! Ar fi absurd, ilogic a mai putea insufla si altceva, din tine in forma pura, aceeasi dragoste, aceeasi apreciere, NU, caci astfel i-ai intina ALEGEREA! - SINGURA OFERITA/PRIMITA-N FORMA PURA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NU CRED, ACUM, SA AVEM INSUFLATA ACEEASI IUBIRE, ACELEASI CALITATI&lt;/span&gt;, fie ele evident manifestari la intensitati diferite, ci activate-n noi ca si asemanare; insa purtam acelasi atribut pur = alegerea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creatia omului, la randu-i creatie, nu poarta decat in copie, insa nelipsite de propria originalitate (da, originalitate conferita prin alegere, alegere ce sta la baza fiecarui act a propriei fiinte) atribute apartinand creatorului, reflexii ale cugetului fiintei sale; asa se intampla cu celelalte atribute ale vietii venite din partea-i, iubirea, libertatea, creatia, sacrificiul (nu va fi niciodata aceeasi iubire, creatie etc., &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;iara noi nu-l purtam in noi prin acestea&lt;/span&gt;)- poate parea absurd insa toate par a purta la baza ALEGEREA, caci ei ni s-au prezentat aratandu-ne ce sunt, ce nu sunt, si ne-au oferit din ei, singurul atribut al fiintei lor, comun alei noastre - ALEGEREA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Putem noi oare a iubi, a crea, a sacrifica precum o fac ei? Nicidecum! Ce putem face INTOCMAI, cum ei au ales a ne crea, noi putem a alege intre ei si non-ei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va veti intreba ce-i ALEGEREA!&lt;br /&gt;Nu este cea intre a sta si a continua, intre a ceda si a infrunta, bucurie si suferinta, zambet si planset CI ma intorc la momentul 1 al existentei noastre, la actul 1: toate sunt derivate ale binelui si raului, toate se reduc la bine si rau, aici intervine alegerea, astazi fiecare continuand a alege a mai gusta din pomul vietii, insa nu spre viata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar, minunat, minunat, caci ni s-a oferit altceva spre ALEGERE, spre viata, metaforic un alt pom, o persoana ce cauta a avea miliarde de ramificatii, avand radacinile demult infipte-naltul cerului iar &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;coroana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;aplecata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; peste pamant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-3391904174583074379?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='ALEGEREA = SINGURUL ATRIBUT PUR'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/3391904174583074379/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/02/alegerea-singurul-atribut-pur.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/3391904174583074379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/3391904174583074379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/02/alegerea-singurul-atribut-pur.html' title='ALEGEREA = SINGURUL ATRIBUT PUR'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-2008732462162730258</id><published>2009-02-12T21:15:00.015+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:18:42.510+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>SIMTIRI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Permite-mi sa musc din sufletu-ti o bucatica, cu ea sa ma hranesc o vesnicie,&lt;br /&gt;Si de-ai face-o s-o faci lipsita de frica, sete si foame de tine n-are sa-mi mai fie,&lt;br /&gt;Din mine am sa rup definitiv si pentru tine, insuflandu-ti cu credinta partea mea&lt;br /&gt;Ca minunat, da, minunat sa apara cu totul altceva, caci fiecare se va lansa intr-o continua cautare,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A partii sale-n celalalt&lt;/strong&gt;, mereu…mereu…pe-o alta cale, ceva nou de aflat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De unde crezi ca voi primi a ta infuzie,&lt;br /&gt;Daca nu din dulcele-ti zambet, din care cu pofta voi gusta,&lt;br /&gt;Din privirea-ti aruncata-n albastrul senin, usor s-o aud pasind, purtandu-ti spre mine a ochilor lumina,&lt;br /&gt;Ce din ai mei catre tine se va reflecta, o aura ce te va cuprinde, te va imbraca,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lumina ta-n lumina mea&lt;/strong&gt;, mereu…mereu… p-aceeasi cale, te va mangaia!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-2008732462162730258?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-40685466966715730</id><published>2009-02-07T22:03:00.035+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:21:02.403+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESEURI'/><title type='text'>VANZARE-CUMPARARE-RASCUMPARARE</title><content type='html'>Fie ca strabati la pas strazile, bulevardele, fie ca le parcurgi fiind in diferite mijloace de transport, la suprafata si subteran, zi si noapte, oriunde ti-ai indrepta privirea, vei fi asaltat de foarte multe informatii, imbracate sclipitor, minunat, viu colorate - preponderent in esenta comerciale!&lt;br /&gt;In fata sau in lateral, in primul rand ochii-ti vor fi acaparati de vraja comertului, ba mai mult, de vei incerca privirea sa ti-o arunci spre cer, sorry - noaptea de vei dori a contempla, macar si pentru putin, in treacat, luna si sclipirea stelelor, vei vedea evident altceva - reclama puternic luminoasa, impresionanta ce-i drept, ce sta sa cada peste tine. Nu va cade, insa cu siguranta far' a vrea tu, ea se va aseza pe cale vizuala, in mintea-ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cele mai multe informatii, se cunoaste, le primim, le captam - pe cale vizuala; lipsit de malitiozitate, unii profita bine, de acest aspect. Constatam cu totii ca traim intr-o lume a imaginii, materia neagra a universului mediatic este, da :) imaginea.&lt;br /&gt;Incepand de la marile companii, continuand cu mass-media, pana la omul de rand - fiecare comunica si se ingrijeste, manipuleaza si uneori chiar agaseaza - prin imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totul se vinde, totul este de vanzare! Unii vand, altii cumpara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca suntem la serviciu, ca suntem in mijoacele de transport, intr-o plimbare prin oras, suntem coplesiti de cantitatea de reziduuri ce ne este servita pe diverse cai: totul se vinde, la radio, la televizor, pe net, pe mari panouri atarnand de blocuri, pe stalpi, in pomi - reclama multa si chiar la intrarea in aproape orice biserica, in interior esti intampinat de dumnezeul negotului! si totul, totusi se cumpara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adevarat ca s-a ajuns sa se cumpere demulta vreme diplome, doctorate, permise auto, job-uri si multe altele, pe langa otravurile ce-ti sunt vandute drept leacuri, imbracate si prezentate elegant.&lt;br /&gt;Se spune despre un bun agent de vanzari c-ar fi in stare sa vanda orice, si propria mama daca i-ar fi lansata drept provocare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moartea se cumpara si ea, si unii o vand cu placere, scapand de viata! Cutremuratoare sunt aici cazurile, in care mame insarcinate in luna a sasea sau chiar mai tarziu, platesc mult si totusi prea putin, pentru moartea fatului!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexul se vinde si vinde foarte bine! In vitrinele magazinelor, pe tarabe, la tv, pe net - ochilor celor mai nevinovati, cei ai copiilor le sunt vandute gratuit imagini, iar maturilor restul, evident pe multi bani, c-un pret incomparabil mult mai mic fata de cel pe care-l vor resimti mai tarziu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priviti va rog jur imprejur, pariez ca nu mai constientizati acestea, sau poate prea putin, v-ati obisnuit ochii si mintea cu toate acestea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totul se vinde, totul este de vanzare! Unii vand, altii cumpara.&lt;br /&gt;Nimic impotriva, insa pana-n anumite limite, dincolo de care consumand prea multa imagine, nefacand efortul a mai intelege si continutul acesteia, riscam a ne vinde si cumpara unii pe altii, in tranzactii mai mult sau mai putin transparente, in care omul devine pentru om, o marfa, un instrument, o piata in realizarea unor castiguri financiare enorme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si sufletul?&lt;br /&gt;Demult, fiecare, cel putin la un moment dat in viata, si l-a vandut far' a sti, celui mai mare negustor, jucator de pe piata!&lt;br /&gt;Ni-l putem oare rascumpara? Sigur, insa a facut-o deja altcineva, cu mult inainte pentru fiecare-n parte, platind scump, foarte scump, incheind in favoarea noastra, cea mai dura, mai scumpa, mai mare tranzactie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-40685466966715730?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='VANZARE-CUMPARARE-RASCUMPARARE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/40685466966715730/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/02/vanzare-cumparare-rascumparare.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/40685466966715730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/40685466966715730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/02/vanzare-cumparare-rascumparare.html' title='VANZARE-CUMPARARE-RASCUMPARARE'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-7219747944386272764</id><published>2009-02-06T23:47:00.069+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:21:02.403+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESEURI'/><title type='text'>2.1 DESPRE VIRUSI</title><content type='html'>INTRO: Putem privi omul, societatea, lumea, universul - fiecare, si totodata impreuna, ca pe un sistem (potrivit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DEX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; = "ansamblu de elemente aflate într-o relaţie structurală, de interdependenţă şi interacţiune reciprocă, formând un tot organizat") in componenta caruia se presupune a exista intrari, prelucrari si evident iesiri. Potrivit teoriei A=A=A, triada informatie=energie=materie ar reprezenta fatete diferite insa apartinand aceluiasi unic, veti simti ce!&lt;br /&gt;Insa la diferite paliere, constat adesea, ca a existat si exista o continua virusare deliberata a subsistemelor cat si a sistemului in ansamblul sau (a fiecarui termen a egalitatii mai sus mentionate cat si a entitatii unice); constatam fiecare, cu putina atentie, &lt;strong&gt;efectele&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi propun a realiza o scurta prezentare a virusilor biologici precum si a celor informatici, presarata cu opinii proprii, prezentare necesara intelegerii continuarii cat si intregului.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Virusul este o particulă submicroscopică, care este formată dintr-o teacă, sau înveliş cu rol de protecţie de natură proteică, numită &lt;a title="Capsidă" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Capsid%C4%83"&gt;capsidă&lt;/a&gt; şi un material genetic. Materialul genetic poate să fie &lt;a title="ADN" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/ADN"&gt;ADN&lt;/a&gt;, fie &lt;a title="ARN" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/ARN"&gt;ARN&lt;/a&gt;."(definitie de la &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wikipedia, enciclopedia libera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;); agenti patogeni ai unor &lt;a title="Infecţie" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Infec%C5%A3ie"&gt;boli&lt;/a&gt; denumite generic viroze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupa opinia unor cercetatori, virusurile nu sunt organisme vii, dupa altii-forme primitive ale acestora; ei s-ar situa la frontiera dintre materia inerta si materia vie.&lt;br /&gt;Intersant de remarcat este structura acestora, unii cu o vechime multimilenara, proveniti dinaintea "prepararii supei vietii", fie proveniti din spatiu prin panspermie, acestia contin caramizile vietii, cei doi acizi formand materialul genetic, ADN si ARN, inclusiv proprii omului!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un argument in sustinerea opiniei potrivit careia n-ar fi organisme vii ar fi faptul ca ei nu au metabolism nefiind capabili sa produca energie pentru sintetizarea macromoleculelor lor si pentru a se reproduce; tocmai de aceea, le este necesar, pentru aceasta, sa utilizeze metabolismul celulelor vii pe care le &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;infecteaza&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Virusurile pot infecta orice organism, animal sau vegetal, inclusiv bacteriile, ciupercile si algele, fiecare specie virala fiind perfect adaptata la gazda sa si la anumite tesuturi ale acestei gazde (de exemplu, la specia umana: sange, ganglioni limfatici, piele, ficat, tesut nervos etc.). Virusurile constituie adesea cauza unor epidemii (gripa, febra galbena, SIDA).&lt;br /&gt;Avem se pare de a face cu &lt;em&gt;virusi imunogeni&lt;/em&gt; adica aceia care declanseaza producerea de anticorpi ce vor protja organismul de o noua infectie cu acelasi virusi &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;virusi oncogeni introducandu-si acidul lor nucleic in celula, acestia fiind capabili sa modifice profund informatia genetica a acesteia, de exemplu, inducandu-i transformarea sa in celula canceroasa -&lt;/em&gt; aparitia bolii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tratamentul bolii&lt;/strong&gt; merge de la cel al simptomelor pana la utilizarea medicamentelor antivirale insa cel mai bun tratament este cel preventiv si consta in &lt;strong&gt;vaccinarea&lt;/strong&gt; atunci cand exista un vaccin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11100011010101111000110111000111100111100000110000111010101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Virusul informatic este în general un program care se instalează fără voia utilizatorului şi provoacă pagube atât în &lt;a title="Sistem de operare" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sistem_de_operare"&gt;sistemul de operare&lt;/a&gt; cât şi în elementele &lt;a title="Hardware" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hardware"&gt;hardware&lt;/a&gt; (fizice) ale &lt;a title="Computer" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Computer"&gt;computerului&lt;/a&gt;." (definitie de la &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wikipedia, enciclopedia libera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;); acesta se pare are capacitatea de a se autoreproduce; interesant, in principiu, (cu toate ca suntem in propriul sistem informational), am trecut pe un alt palier, fara a forta lucrurile, am constatat ca informatia nu este o reprezentare a materiei ci viceversa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prima data, a fost sesizat de cei de la Universitatea Stanford si deoarece virusul avea o activitate proprie si actiuni independente &lt;strong&gt;asemanatoare &lt;em&gt;microorganismelor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i s-a dat denumirea de “vierme”.&lt;br /&gt;Ei de fapt sunt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;microprograme&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; greu de depistat, ascunse in alte programe, care asteapta momentul favorabil pentru a provoca defectiuni ale sistemului de calcul ( blocarea acestuia, comenzi sau mesaje neasteptate, alte actiuni distructive ).&lt;br /&gt;Procesul ca atare consta in virusarea ce este relativ rapida, avand ca efect &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;infectarea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tuturor programelor lansate in executie, atata timp cat virusul este rezident in memoria interna a sistemului.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tratamentul, solutia&lt;/strong&gt; in cazul de fata, o constituie alte programe in conditiile carora va avea loc &lt;strong&gt;devirusarea&lt;/strong&gt; ce poate presupune parcurgerea catorva pasi: scanarea, devirusarea propriuzisa, monitorizarea; aceste programe verifica intai &lt;strong&gt;memoria&lt;/strong&gt; interna si apoi unitatea de disc specifica, afisand pe monitor eventuali virusi depistati si recunoscuti in versiunea respectiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veti vedea in continuare cat de multe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;conexiuni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; se pot face in incercarea de a surprinde si descrie realitatea ce ne-nconjoara!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-7219747944386272764?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='2.1 DESPRE VIRUSI'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/7219747944386272764/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/02/21-virusi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/7219747944386272764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/7219747944386272764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/02/21-virusi.html' title='2.1 DESPRE VIRUSI'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-5978908420424525883</id><published>2009-02-05T21:42:00.050+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:21:02.403+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESEURI'/><title type='text'>CREDINTA MEA (2)</title><content type='html'>Trist foarte!&lt;br /&gt;Aceasta femeie nu mai traieste, bunica, mama noastra. Biologic, nu mai avea prea mult, insa modul in care s-a intamplat, iar si iar, ma revolta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.realitatea.net/video_637037_o-femeie-din-satu-mare-a-murit-dupa-ce-a-fost-plimbata-intre-sectiile-unui-spital-si-apoi-trimisa-acasa--cum-comentati_451366.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.realitatea.net/video_637037_o-femeie-din-satu-mare-a-murit-dupa-ce-a-fost-plimbata-intre-sectiile-unui-spital-si-apoi-trimisa-acasa--cum-comentati_451366.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cazul acesta trist ce-mi aminteste de multe altele, petrecute si evident mediatizate in ultima vreme, imi spune ca omul nu mai prezinta valoare intrinseca, ci aceasta are tendinta, tot mai evidenta, a-i fi data de banii, relatiile pe care le are! Lume nebuna! - Vindeca-te!&lt;br /&gt;Totodata uratul acesta imi ridica frumos mingea la fileu spre a contura un eseu cu privire la boala omului, a lumii, a universului in care fiintam.&lt;br /&gt;Nelipsit fiind de modestie, spun ca ar fi de scris sute de pagini, insa nu doresc a va rapi prea mult timp in eventualitatea ca ma veti citi, dar promit ca voi asterne ganduri interesante, in mai multe episoade.&lt;br /&gt;Daca asi fi trait in alta epoca, cu siguranta ma foloseam de alti termeni, revoltat fiind posibil s-atunci, eseul meu va avea cred urmatoarea structura, influentata de ultimele descoperiri stiintifice, de ultimele constatari ale realitatii zilelor de astazi, minunat tinand cont si de triada informatie-energie-materie sau teoria A=A=A, veti reflecta legatura:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. multe, despre &lt;strong&gt;virusi&lt;/strong&gt; / manifestari&lt;br /&gt;2. om, societate, sistem, univers - &lt;strong&gt;virusat&lt;/strong&gt; / manifestare&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;devirusarea&lt;/strong&gt; - singurul antivirus autentic, eficient / vesnic actualizabil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-5978908420424525883?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='CREDINTA MEA (2)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/5978908420424525883/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/02/credinta-mea-2.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/5978908420424525883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/5978908420424525883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/02/credinta-mea-2.html' title='CREDINTA MEA (2)'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-5821908881934450585</id><published>2009-02-02T21:05:00.016+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:18:42.510+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>GANDURI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Credeai ca nu te simte nimeni, in mintea-ti sa patrunda,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sub adapostul tacerii, iti ascultai propriile ganduri&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;si lesne puteai ucide pe oricine, netulburat fiind de vina,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;caci credeai c-ale tale ganduri, iti apartin, le cunosti doar tu, atat de siguri!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caci tu-ti oferi propriile ganduri, fara a sti, jur imprejuru-ti raspandind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;intunericul cugetului tau, c-o viteza-ntrecand-o pe cea a luminii&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sa fii atent te rog, ce cantitati arunci din tine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;caci e posibil ca-ntr-o zi, sa le-ntalnesti si uimit a zice: sa fiu eu, acel cineva din mine?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: la un moment dat s-ar putea sa fii pus, mai intai, fata-n fata cu tine, si... cu ale tale ganduri!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-5821908881934450585?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.iusbug.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/5821908881934450585/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/02/ganduri.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/5821908881934450585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/5821908881934450585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/02/ganduri.html' title='GANDURI'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-6285936327242308065</id><published>2009-01-31T22:54:00.083+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:40:00.915+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>MINUNAT</title><content type='html'>De curand am pus mana indreptandu-mi totodata atentia spre o noua carte ce-a reusit si ea la randu-i a ma atinge: &lt;strong&gt;"Albert Einstein - Cum vad eu lumea",&lt;/strong&gt; aparuta la editura &lt;strong&gt;Humanitas&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SYTFxBoEhOI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZOfOvQDpOPs/s1600-h/einstein1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297576507735311586" style="WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SYTFxBoEhOI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZOfOvQDpOPs/s400/einstein1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citez vorbele marelui, si nu numai - fizician:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Idealurile mele, care m-au calauzit si mi-au dat curajul de a infrunta greutatile vietii, au fost binele, frumosul si adevarul. Fara sentimentul acordului cu cei care gandesc la fel, fara indeletnicirea cu ceea ce este obiectiv, cu ceea ce ramane intotdeauna de neatins pe taramul artei si al cercetarii stiintifice, viata mi s-ar parea goala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucrul cel mai frumos pe care il putem trai este &lt;strong&gt;tainicul&lt;/strong&gt;. Este simtamantul ce sta la leaganul adevaratei arte si stiinte. Cine nu il cunoaste, cel care nu se mai poate mira, acela este, pentru a spune asa, mort, iar ochii sai sunt inchisi."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Einstein nu credea in notiunea traditionala a unui Dumnezeu personal, ci mai degraba Il percepea ca pe o entitate superpersonala, fiind inspirat de ideile lui &lt;a class="new" title="Baruch Spinoza (pagină inexistentă)" href="http://ro.wikiquote.org/w/index.php?title=Baruch_Spinoza&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1"&gt;Baruch Spinoza&lt;/a&gt; si &lt;a title="Arthur Schopenhauer" href="http://ro.wikiquote.org/wiki/Arthur_Schopenhauer"&gt;Arthur Schopenhauer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Fara a impartasi panteismul lui Spinoza, asa zisa "substanta divina existenta-n toate" ("Unul e în toti, tot astfel precum una e in toate" Eminescu - Scrisoarea I), apreciez ceva din filosofia lui Schopenhauer, si anume puterea vointei, mentionand ca portretul acestuia atarna in biroul lui Einstein alaturi de cele ale lui &lt;a title="James Clerk Maxwell" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_Clerk_Maxwell"&gt;James Clerk Maxwell&lt;/a&gt; si &lt;a title="Isaac Newton" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isaac_Newton"&gt;Sir Isaac Newton&lt;/a&gt;; de altfel, filosofia lui Schopenhauer la captivat din tinerete pe Einstein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu toate ca au fost contemporani, cred ca Einstein nu a cunoscut originala filosofie apartinand maerelui filozof, poet, dramaturg, traducator, jurnalist, profesor universitar si diplomat roman, propus de chiar &lt;a title="Mircea Eliade" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mircea_Eliade"&gt;Mircea Eliade&lt;/a&gt; pentru a primi premiul Nobel pentru literatura - LUCIAN BLAGA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SYTaYqGxW2I/AAAAAAAAAK0/5XgAiUl1ymo/s1600-h/blaga.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297599178848951138" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SYTaYqGxW2I/AAAAAAAAAK0/5XgAiUl1ymo/s400/blaga.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CE ESTE CU ADEVARAT &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MINUNAT&lt;/span&gt; simtind nevoia e exprima este faptul ca, traind aceleasi timpuri dar neintersectandu-se fizic, cei doi impartaseau aceleasi credinte!&lt;br /&gt;Un genial fizician si un genial poet roman, uniti fiind prin filosofie, credinta, o viziune asemantoare asupra cunoasterii lumii! (o scurta paranteza, marcand o paralela cu viziunea, credinta, idealul altui mare artist - Vincent van Gogh ce era stapinit si el d'un ideal frumos: uitarea de sine si devota&amp;shy;mentul fata de toate celelalte fiinte, afirmand „Cautati sa intelegeti esenta a ceea ce spun in capodoperele lor marii artisti, maestrii seriosi, in ele veţi gasi pe &lt;strong&gt;Dumnezeu&lt;/strong&gt;", voi comenta multe altadat si despre complexitatea dramei sale interioare).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceea ce Einstein asiduu a cautat, prin stiinta mediului - fizica, altii au incercat a exprima prin filosofie, prin arta, prin poezie - ALTE CAI! Ce este de remarcat, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MINUNAT&lt;/span&gt;, toate aceste cai se intrepatrund la un moment dat, conducand spre acelasi suprem tainic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma opresc acum pentru putin la poetul meu preferat, inteles de curand - Lucian Blaga, legand o parte a fiintei sale de cea a lui Einstein, citand din poemul "Eu nu strivesc corola de minuni a lumii", poezie cu care se deschide volumul de debut "Poemele luminii"-1919, poezie considerata ca fiind testamentul lui Blaga, incerc a surprinde termeni comuni ce marcheaza totodata conceptii asemanatoare cu privire la cunoastere, asadar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu nu strivesc corola de minuni a lumii&lt;br /&gt;şi nu ucid&lt;br /&gt;cu mintea mea &lt;strong&gt;tainele&lt;/strong&gt;, ce le-ntâlnesc&lt;br /&gt;în calea mea&lt;br /&gt;în flori, în ochi, pe buze ori morminte;&lt;br /&gt;eu cu lumina mea sporesc a lumii taină;&lt;br /&gt;si tot ce-i nenţeles se schimbă-n nentelesuri şi mai mari..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Misterul&lt;/strong&gt; este conceptul central al filosofiei sale, cu intelesul de obiect al cunoasterii, privit ca strat de adancime al existentei. Blaga considera ca existenta este diferentiata in cinci moduri ontologice fundamentale: anorganic, vegetal, animal, uman, divin. Ele se diferentiaza in functie de felul lor de a fi si dupa orizontul in care exista. Modul uman de existenta se caracterizeaza prin faptul ca participa concomitent la doua feluri de a fi (si la doua orizonturi de existenta). Primul este existenta in orizontul imediat si pentru autoconservare (care este comun animalelor si omului); al doilea este existenta in orizontul misterului si pentru &lt;strong&gt;revelarea misterului&lt;/strong&gt;, tip de existenta care este specific numai omului."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cunoasterea la Blaga imbraca doua forme: pe scurt Blaga precizeaza ca prin cunoasterea paradisiaca trebuie sa intelegem cunoasterea primara, normala, ce urmareste “determinarea” obiectului, iar prin cunoasterea luciferica o cunoastere ce urmareste “deschiderea misterelor”, patrunderea in aspectul &lt;strong&gt;tainic&lt;/strong&gt; al lor si revelarea acestuia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poezia devine asadar o noua cale de cunoastere, incadrabila cunoasterii luciferice, menita a potenta tainicul, alimentata de patrunderea intuitiva in cunoasterea fenomenelor, de tainica inspiratie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minunat-datasat de spatiu si de timp,&lt;br /&gt;mult prea departe de mari genii ce-au calcat acest acelasi pamant,&lt;br /&gt;ma bucur insa ca inspir un alt aer, traind si vibrand in acelasi ritm&lt;br /&gt;inaintez gustand din alte taine, adunate cu mine de pe mai multe drumuri&lt;br /&gt;ce ma vor conduce spre o singura cale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impartasesc aceasta forma a "cunoasterii luciferice", de descoperire si potentare a tainei, de placaciune si mirare in fata capodoperelor apartinand unui Dumnezeu unic-entitate, cel in care se reunesc toate idealurile marete, acelasi fiecaruia, insa fiecaruia deschis unei relatii personale!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-6285936327242308065?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='MINUNAT'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/6285936327242308065/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/01/minunat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/6285936327242308065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/6285936327242308065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/01/minunat.html' title='MINUNAT'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SYTFxBoEhOI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZOfOvQDpOPs/s72-c/einstein1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-7459101315549244788</id><published>2009-01-30T23:31:00.122+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:18:42.510+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>CER APLECAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INTRO: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7 planset - zambet 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6 stropi reci - raze calde 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5 cenusiu - albastru 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4 intuneric - lumina 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3 nori - iertare 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2 cadere - ridicare 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1 eu - Dumnezeu 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cer aplecat, astazi mult prea obosit si trist, peste noi se-ncovoaie&lt;br /&gt;de cateva zile tot ne plange stropi reci, reci de ploaie,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;si plumburiul norilor ce-l fac atat de-ntunecat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;privirii noastre devenind mult, mult prea apropiat,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;caci el parca sta sa cada!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acoperit d-un cenusiu voal, al soarelui zambet sta acum ascuns&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ochilor, ce nu mi-i mai pot clati-n nemarginirea albastrului senin,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;il simt, il simt atat d'aproape insa, dincolo de norii azi de nepatruns, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;primind din inaltul linistit, astazi ai cerului lacrimi-picuri reci, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dar razele tale le port in gand, mereu incalzindu-ma lin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cer aplecat, acum in fata ta umil...Doamne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in aste zile cand greu m-ai pus la-ncercare,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;iertare, iertare furtunii de cuvinte reci, peste a catorva &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;varsat-am far' prea bine a cugeta; ridica-mi norii, curata-ma, lumina-ma,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a ta prezenta necesara ma inspira, caci stau mereu a / ma ridica!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zambetul soarelui a-l revedea, lumina ta, lumina acestuia si altora a o cuvanta!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-7459101315549244788?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='CER APLECAT'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/7459101315549244788/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/01/cer-aplecat.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/7459101315549244788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/7459101315549244788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/01/cer-aplecat.html' title='CER APLECAT'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-6441828172143420155</id><published>2009-01-26T23:08:00.021+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:21:02.404+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESEURI'/><title type='text'>Suntem oare invatati ce anume sa cunoastem?</title><content type='html'>Se pare ca patrundem volens-nolens intr-un angrenaj, in care fiecare cauta sa se asambleze cat mai bine mediului, situatiei, contextului caruia se vede a-i face fata - inainte de a reflecta sau mai grav far' a intelege resorturile acestuia!&lt;br /&gt;Mai apoi constatam adeseori ca mecanismul se gripeaza: si asa, de cele mai multe ori, aruncam lesne vina pe sistem: sistemul democratic, sistemul economico-financiar, sistemul medico-sanitar, sistemul judiciar, si mai ales atunci cand se-ntampla sa moara cineva, sistemul poarta vina, da, da, adevarat ca moartea omului o constituie SISTEMUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am mai vorbit in trecut despre "razboiul lumilor", criza economico-financiara globala, zilele acestea, impresionat fiind de noile cazuri ale sistemului medical romanesc, ma intreb de ce omul, omul care este protagonistul acestora - creator de sistem, simpla piesa mai mult sau mai putin importanta a acestuia, rebut uneori al acestuia - de ce el, omul, nu vrea sa invete a cunoaste sistemul? Dar daca oare, suntem pe deplin educati, formati, inca de pe ale bancilor scoli cum trebuie sa cunoastem? Paradigma au oare nu poate fi ajustata cand constatam adesea ca lucrurile tind bine a nu mai functiona?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priviti va rog urmatoarea imagine, cea caruia lui Kevin Carter (1960-1994) fotojurnalist sud-african, i-a adus Premiului Pulitzer dar si moartea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SX44vaVET5I/AAAAAAAAAKk/4trcSNqblpI/s1600-h/MOARTEA.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295732599006973842" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SX44vaVET5I/AAAAAAAAAKk/4trcSNqblpI/s400/MOARTEA.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Carter avea sa relateze ca a asteptat aproape 20 de minute cu aparatul la ochi, sperand zadarnic ca vulturul isi va ridica aripile, pentru un efect mai dramatic. In cele din urma a apasat pe declansator, a alungat pasarea si s-a asezat sub un copac, fumand, plangand si vorbind cu Dumnezeu".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;S-a intamplat demult insa se-ntampla si astazi; si ajung ele pana la nivelul constiintei noastre? Nicidecum, caci foarte rar se gasesc oameni asemeni lui Kevin Carter care sa relateze sau carora le este ingaduit a prezenta realitatea asa cum este!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Intr-o lume in care se constata ca pana si presa imbraca evenimentele intr-o haina comerciala, ba mai mult e-n stare a le crea, mai rau a nu le prezenta in conformitate cu realitatea, a denatura adevarul sub dictatul intereselor (da, o scurta paranteza, cea mai simpla definitie a adevarului, ce ar trebui prezentat oamenilor, este ca acesta reprezinta conformitatea cu realitatea).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Imaginea imi spune ca-n asta lume se-ntampla multe si foarte putine ajung pan la nivelul constiintei noastre, prezentate fiind de oameni ce au curajul a prezenta, infrunta, ameliora sistemul si nu doar a-l culpabiliza.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Si totul pleaca de la om! Omul este sistemul creator de sistem, iara cand acesta devine din ce in ce mai bolnav, aceasta va sa se vada in intreg sistemul ce-l inconjoara. Sistemele acestea bolnavicioase nu se pot trata decat prin insanatosirea grabnica a omului!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-6441828172143420155?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='Suntem oare invatati ce anume sa cunoastem?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/6441828172143420155/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/01/suntem-oare-invatati-ce-anume-sa.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/6441828172143420155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/6441828172143420155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/01/suntem-oare-invatati-ce-anume-sa.html' title='Suntem oare invatati ce anume sa cunoastem?'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SX44vaVET5I/AAAAAAAAAKk/4trcSNqblpI/s72-c/MOARTEA.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-7400052462883353150</id><published>2009-01-24T23:56:00.043+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:18:42.511+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VERSURI'/><title type='text'>FANTEZIE VIE - VIE FANTEZIE</title><content type='html'>INTRO: Universul ce ne-nconjoara se pare ca nu poate fi cunoscut in intregime, exclusiv cu ale stiintei instrumente, cum de altfel noi insine, unul pe celalalt nu vom putea profund a ne cunoaste, limitandu-ne doar la ceea ce vedem, fara a sonda nemarginirea respectiv intelege fiinta si pe alte cai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pasesc incet, cufundat in sinea-mi, pe-o alta cale-&lt;br /&gt;in linistea serii imi aud pasii calcand insa acelasi drum&lt;br /&gt;inspir profund lumina lunii ce-n asta seara nu-i oricum&lt;br /&gt;si obosit fiind distanta spre casa-mi pare atat de mare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dar ce zaresc in departare? la colt de drum - mie uimire mare!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ma vad pe mine, cel de dimineata, grabit fiind - ma departam de casa,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;spre munca, gand si pasi indreptandu-ma, uitam rasaritul minunat a-l privi,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ma aliniam celor multi ce ziua si-o incepeau a se grabi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pe mine insa nu cred ca m-a vazut, probabil ca mi-asi fi amintit, sau poate...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dar ce mai vad? uimire si mai mare, si ce asemanare-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pe mine cel de ieri privind la cel de alaltaieri&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;si totusi tare ciudat caci nimic nu-mi amintesc din ceea ce s-a-ntamplat,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cu atat mai mult cu cat imediat, mai vad - pe mine sau un alt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pasind pe o alta cale existenta intre blocuri, de care eu inca n-am aflat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trecut si viitor - vazute viu in ceas de seara - prezentul meu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;acelasi fir, momente diferite?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sau/si existente pe fire deosebite, impletite numai d'un unic zeu,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;din a carui tesatura, mi-a permis acum sa ies eu -uimit si cuminte.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pe tine cand te pot vedea, pe tine da!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sau poate demult facut-o-am deja, fiindu-mi dat?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acum doresc insa a te revedea, pe tine cea de ieri, de astazi si de maine!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;au oare am facut-o pe o necunoscuta cale altadat? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Insa acum, acum doresc a te vedea!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acolo unde stiinta, in acest imens univers, inca nu poate ajunge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Un vers ascutit, necunoscutu-l parcurge, spre neant: a-l strapunge!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;S-acolo unde ochii, ce se cunosc, insa nu se pot intre ei inca privi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cateva dulci cuvinte, vibrand puternic, spre zidul neincrederii: a-l zdrobi!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-7400052462883353150?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='FANTEZIE VIE - VIE FANTEZIE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/7400052462883353150/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/01/vie-fantezie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/7400052462883353150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/7400052462883353150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/01/vie-fantezie.html' title='FANTEZIE VIE - VIE FANTEZIE'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-1069913252730378458</id><published>2009-01-19T20:53:00.078+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:21:02.404+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESEURI'/><title type='text'>NU PIERDETI... VA ROG... DETALIILE</title><content type='html'>Un videoclip tulburator! O persoana, da, o persoana ce te emotioneaza profund, ce te rascoleste, totodata intarindu-ti credinta potrivit careia, aparent paradoxal veti vedea, nimic, da, absolut nimic nu este intamplator, chiar si Mihaelei Mihaescu ( persoana din videoclipul urmator)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EwbpjNsOXZ4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EwbpjNsOXZ4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pana mai ieri credeam, potrivit proverbului german, ca doar "diavolul se ascunde in detalii", adica acolo unde te astepti cel mai putin, printre tot felul de fleacuri carora esti tentat sa nu le acorzi nicio semnificatie.&lt;br /&gt;Astazi constat, privind la Mihaela Mihaescu, ca detaliile ne vorbesc mult, foarte mult, chiar frumos... si despre altcineva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O eroare a destinului, o greseala in proiectare, o hiba apartinand marelui proiectant, designer?&lt;br /&gt;NICIDECUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand reusim a contempla incredibila diversitate si complexitate a vietii, inevitabil ni se trezeste in minte urmatoarea intrebare: este ea oare rezultatul unor accidente? forte naturale nedirectionate, actionand la intamplare? sau reprezinta efectul unei cauze prime si inteligente, efectul unui plan, a unei actiuni ce prezinta sens si scop, rodul unui proiect/design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biochimistul Michael Behe (an &lt;a title="United States" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States"&gt;American&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Biochemist" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Biochemist"&gt;biochemist&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Intelligent design" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Intelligent_design"&gt;intelligent design&lt;/a&gt; advocate) pune la indoiala ideea potrivit careia, procesele naturale, aleatorii, pot asambla structurile complexe din interiorul celulelor vii. Investigand sisteme biologice complexe, ce par a sfida explicatiile date de selectia naturala si evolutie, acesta l-ar face pe Darwin sa-si reconsidere teoria, pe taramul noilor descoperiri in lumea geneticii: "sunt tot atatea masini moleculare in organismul uman, cate functii sunt, pe care corpul trebuie sa le faca" (Jed Macosko - molecular biologist) - auz, gust, miros, coagularea sangelui, actiuni legate de circulatie, respiratie, raspunsuri imune etc. toate reclamand existenta unor adevarate masinarii, FANTASTIC, vazute la o scara infima, si asemanand unor mecanisme PROIECTATE!&lt;br /&gt;Biochimistii zilelor de astazi folosesc electron-micrograme pentru identificarea partilor componente si structura 3D a diveselor formatiuni din corpul uman; REZULTATUL - o adevarata minune inginereasca la o scara miniaturala; aceasta complexitate moleculara ireductibila (fiecare piesa, element este indispensabil angrenajului pentru realizarea unei anumite functii, si extrordinar respecta o anumita ordine in definire) a fost denumita de M. Behe -"masina moleculara".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si totul culmineaza cu structura ADN-ului, un adevarat cod chimic=limbaj al vietii! INFORMATIA genetica? sursa informatiei genetice stocate in ADN? viata nu apare la intamplare si nu apare sa se manifeste la intamplare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Gates a spus ca ADN-ul pare a fi un program de computer insa numai ca el este cu mult mai complex decat am fi noi in stare sa construim!&lt;br /&gt;Nu exista se pare in universul cunoscut noua, nicio entitate care sa stocheze si sa proceseze mai multa informatie, mai eficient decat molecula de ADN. Cele patru elemente ale acestuia Adenina, Citozina, Guanina si Timina se inlantuie pentru fiecare organism viu, intr-un mod unic si-n acelasi timp c-un &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aranjament&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;specific care le permite sa descrie instructiuni sau informatii detaliate, asemeni literelor ce sunt numai intr-un anumit mod asezate spre a forma o propozitie cu inteles; si ganditi-va va rog ca o secventa completa de ADN uman contine 3.2 miliarde caractere individuale ce nu sunt aruncate la intamplare. (asemeni universului, caramizile fiintei noastre, nu sunt asezate la intamplare).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se pare ca suntem purtatori de informtii, ca suntem scrisi demult in "cartea vietii", totul este scris sa functioneze, ceea ce insa cred a nu fi proiectat este in schimb o anumita proprietate/functie unica a sistemului, comportament unic al sistemului uman in atari conditii, si anume, in ciuda tuturor conditionarilor interne sau externe, ca suntem sau nu in scaunul cu rotile, LIBERTATEA, LIBERTATEA ALEGERII lui o sau 1. (oricat de mare/puternica ar fi determinarea/constrangerea, multi au ales chiar sa moara pentru a apara o cauza, o credinta, un principiu, pentru adevar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINCOLO de mecanismul acesta complex ce-l reprezinta corpul uman, un adevarat proiect, exista ceva ce transcende lumea microscopica, lumea geneticii - ceva ce ne face sa ne intrebam, sa cautam raspuns, sa negam sau sa afirmam, sa alegem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REVIN la Mihaela Mihaescu crezand ca ea nu reprezinta rezultatul unui accident, cum spuneam la inceput; informatia mamei si a tatalui, suflata de-o rece adiere, au facut ca Mihaela sa apara asa, sa ne comunice asa, si comunica MULT- tulburandu-ne si trezind in noi apreciere pentru ea si altii asemeni ei totodata multumire pentru proiectant, care alege forma fiecaruia, nedeterminanta insa si pentru manifestarea noastra! Mihaela este asemeni noua, poate chiar mai atenta la detaliile din juru-i!&lt;br /&gt;Eu citesc in ochii, in glasul ei, in vorbele sale - frumusetea si sensibilitatea designer-ului.&lt;br /&gt;Mihaela am inteles este o persoana deosebit de inteligenta, dotata cu o intuitie aparte, ca doreste sa infiinteze la Dumeni, comuna George Enescu, judetul Botosani, primul Centru de Viata Independenta din Romania, sa ajute semenii asemeni ei - comportamentul ii apartine exclusiv, sunt alegerile ei minunate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Eu sunt un om fericit pentru ca, intr-o societate ce nu a fost si nu este inca pregatita sa ma accepte ca om, din pricina fotoliului rulant cu care ma deplasez, mi-am implinit visele, mi-am pastrat demnitatea, imi ajut semenii", spune Mihaela.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minunat! "Am intalnit si romani fericiti", unul chiar in scaun cu rotile.&lt;br /&gt;O lectie cutremuratore de viata!&lt;br /&gt;Si cand ma gandesc.....ca puteam sa nu fiu!&lt;br /&gt;Multumesc c-am luat parte la acest minunat spectacol al vietii.&lt;br /&gt;Nu pierdeti va rog detaliile! nu...nu le pierdeti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-1069913252730378458?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='NU PIERDETI... VA ROG... 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DETALIILE'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-5221858226303008255</id><published>2009-01-15T20:52:00.064+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:21:02.405+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESEURI'/><title type='text'>Interviu cu "stapanitorul acestei lumi" (1)</title><content type='html'>Am primit ieri un material deosebit, apartinand lui &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Octavian Paler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - poet, jurnalist, eseist- multumesc celei ce mi l-a trimis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alaturi si in finalul multor fraze pline de intelepciune am gasit &lt;strong&gt;"Interviu cu Dumnezeu".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alaturi si in finalul catorva cuvinte de-nceput, batute-n tastatura, lipsite de intelepciune mai degrab grabite pentru cele ce vor urma pe ecran a se asterne, am imaginat un interviu cu o alta mare fiinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nu ma asteptam din partea-ti la asa ceva! Ma bucur. Te ascult, insa da-i drumu' repede ca n-am timp, trebuie sa ma mai ocup de multi altii! La tine am sa mai revin cu alte ocazii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;De ce stai ascuns privirii, cugetului omului, in timp ce esti prezent jur imprejuru-i uneori in mintea-i? Cum arati?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Depinde de cine ma vede, tinere. In cartea mea figurati cu totii, cei ce ati fost, ce sunteti si veti mai fi intrand in asta lume, fiecaruia ma voi arata cel putin o data si prezent da, da in fiece zi fi-voi prezent fiecaruia dintre voi, caci nu am timp de pierdut, pe voi a va pierde! Cat traiti?, cat vi se acorda?, saizeci, saptezeci in cazul cel fericit; putin, foarte putin iara eu trebuie sa va castig fiindu-va aproape zi de zi; neavand prea mult timp cu voi aici, insist dragilor mereu la voi constient fiind de faptul ca va pot pierde sau castiga chiar tocmai si la final, sunteti atat de slabi, atat de vulnerabili!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ce te surprinde cel mai mult la oameni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nu inteleg de ce din randul celor mai multi dintre voi, cei pe care-i castig relativ usor, slujitori de nadejde ulterior facandu-mi-i, ma surprind la un moment dat, unii tocmai la final, pierzandu-i; in schimb din randul celor mai putini, cu care duc lupte dificile, ma bucur cand ajung sa capituleze tocmai la final, eu castigandu-i. Da tinere, totul pentru mine se judeca in termeni de castig - pierdere. Doresc a castiga in cele din urma razboiul in fata potrivnicului meu-miza sunteti voi. Ciudate fiinte mai sunteti, va am pe multi la mana insa, insa...fi-ar sa fie... aveti puterea de a ma surprinde!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Se spune despre dumneavoastra ca sunteti cel mai mare iluzionist al acestei lumi in opozitie flagranta cu prezenta celui mai mare magician.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tinere ma asteapta un alt interviu! Si multe altele mai importante, nu am timp, promit c-am sa revin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Numai putin, da, fara magician universul nu ofera nimic altceva decat disperare si iluzie. Potrivit tie daca am luat fiinta in mod accidental, fara niciun plan, si daca existenta noastra ar avea o limita dincolo de care s-ar deschide vidul uitarii, cum, cum asi aduna suficiente motive pentru ca, dimineata din pat a ma ridica, nemarginirea cerului din priviri a o masura? si ce ar mai conta cum iti petreci orele, zilele, anii, si oricat de importante mi-ar fi planurile si activitatile, cum asi putea gasi o semnificatie reala in ele daca tot ce asi face ar fi lipsit de scop, indreptat unui final spulberat in iluzie? nu, nu, o sa mai vorbim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Aveti puterea a alege si a ma surprinde, insa afla ca mereu am sa va suflu-n ceafa! Miza este imensa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-5221858226303008255?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='Interviu cu &quot;stapanitorul acestei lumi&quot; (1)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/5221858226303008255/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/01/interviu-cu-stapanitorul-acestei-lumi.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/5221858226303008255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/5221858226303008255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/01/interviu-cu-stapanitorul-acestei-lumi.html' title='Interviu cu &quot;stapanitorul acestei lumi&quot; (1)'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-4051445952311345850</id><published>2009-01-14T22:49:00.054+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:21:02.405+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESEURI'/><title type='text'>Lifehouse - Everything</title><content type='html'>Tocmai am gasit un frumos videoclip apartinand celor de la Lifehouse, necunoscuti mie pana astazi, cand intamplator am dat peste Everything; dupa ce l-am urmarit de cateva ori nu m-am putut abtine in a exprima ceva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nig4Rbeoqwk"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nig4Rbeoqwk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;parinte-copil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;iubita-iubit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sot-sotie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dumnezu-om&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce prezinta in comun aceste RELATII?&lt;br /&gt;In primul rand remarc legatura, legatura existenta intre doi subiecti, legatura EXCLUSIV PERSONALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce minunat!&lt;br /&gt;Un parinte ce-si asteapta, inainte de intrarea in lume, copilul - copilul caruia ii pregateste o camera pe care o impodobeste cu de toate, caruia ii aranjeaza din timp patutul, caruia ii cauta un nume, un vis frumos...&lt;br /&gt;Un iubit ce fericit fiind alaturi de iubita, vesnicia-i pare o clipa deosebita, departe de ea o clipa-i pare o vesnicie nedorita...&lt;br /&gt;Un sot/sotie, incepe a muri pentru sine insusi/insasi si incepe a trai si simti prin cea/cel de alaturi, pe sine a se uita si lumea a o vedea - intregul...&lt;br /&gt;Dumnezeu care pentru fiecare om, parinte fiind, iubeste pe fiecare chemand la o relatie personala, sacrificandu-se pe sine insusi ofera o vesnicie mult dorita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IUBIREA reprezinta totul, cea care pastreaza autentica relatia; iubirea este cea care confera persoanei sens, paradoxal ea este nevoie, dorinta, sens si pentru ea insasi si prin ea insasi, pentru cel de la care emana in stare pura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OokTRHFzi_g"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OokTRHFzi_g&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-4051445952311345850?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='Lifehouse - Everything'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/4051445952311345850/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/01/lifehouse-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/4051445952311345850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/4051445952311345850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/01/lifehouse-everything.html' title='Lifehouse - Everything'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-6081371823385424926</id><published>2009-01-10T11:59:00.173+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:21:02.405+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESEURI'/><title type='text'>CREDINTA MEA (1)</title><content type='html'>Pornesc acum, de la transpunerea in cadrul unui fascinant documentar a unui bestseller tradus si in romana - "UNIVERSUL ELEGANT" de Brian Greene, fizician si scriitor (editura Humanitas -2008), pasind usor, pe drumul ce mi-l intinde fratia filosofiei si a stiintei, spre a-mi contura si defini, exprima in timp credinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voi continua postarea din data de 23.12.2008 -"Visul lui Einstein" Brian Green ne prezinta universul ca fiind asemeni unei &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;masini codate&lt;/span&gt;; in care aproximativ 20 de numere, valori, constante fundamentale ale naturii, confera caracteristicile universului ce-l percepem. Spre exemplu: masa unui neutron, rezistenta gravitatiei, forta electromagnetica, fortele nucleare slaba si tare etc.&lt;br /&gt;Ne putem asadar imagina un tablou de bord, un panou de control:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SWh9KMLNjUI/AAAAAAAAAJk/7XOgtLEAEqM/s1600-h/bscap0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289615376367062338" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SWh9KMLNjUI/AAAAAAAAAJk/7XOgtLEAEqM/s400/bscap0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SWiB2MEUr8I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/l4T6wqa_0MM/s1600-h/bscap0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289620530298924994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SWiB2MEUr8I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/l4T6wqa_0MM/s400/bscap0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Cand se regleaza butoanele acestui panou cu valorile precis stabilite, corespunzatoare fiecareia dintre cele 20 "constante", masina va produce universul pe care-l stim si-l iubim. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Daca am putea (si bine caci mai bine nu) ajusta reglajele masinii, schimband valorile &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;prestabilite&lt;/span&gt;, consecintele ar fi dramatice, s-ar produce nenumarate erori ce ar conduce la disparitia minunii. ( :) bine ca nu suntem noi aceia care avem controlul butoanelor)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oamenii de stiinta se intreaba "ce anume exact din natura (sic!) regleaza atat de precis valorile acestor 20 de constante?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Un raspuns plauzibil pana la proba contrarie, ni-l ofera Brian Greene: "extradimensiunile din teoria stringurilor"; din vibratiile corzilor se produce totul, materia cu ale sale proprietati, asistand cu totii astfel unei adevarate &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;simfonii cosmice&lt;/span&gt;. Aceasta teorie si-a propus de la-nceput sa rezolve conflictul existent intre lumea subatomica caracterizata prin fluctuanta si imprevizibilitate-fizica cuantica si lumea prezenta la scara mare, imaginea despre spatiul neted-fizica teoriei relativitatii. Astfel, savantii doresc si incearca cel putin sa puna ordine in lumea subatomica, prin noi si noi descoperiri pe taramul fizicii cuantice, in incercarea cum spuneam de a o armoniza cu lumea prezenta la scara mare, de care s-a ocupat Einstein, realizand visul acestuia de unificare a tuturor fortelor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SWiKOnTHwXI/AAAAAAAAAKE/biTqJYt8Wig/s1600-h/bscap0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289629746018632050" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SWiKOnTHwXI/AAAAAAAAAKE/biTqJYt8Wig/s400/bscap0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Omul... o fiinta, o existenta deosebita, o manifestare in diversitatea formelor de exprimare, o exprimare in diversitatea formelor de manifestare!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Modurile diferite in care vibreaza un string confera particulelor proprietati unice (masa, sarcina etc)"; ceea ce ne diferentiaza pe noi, unii fata de ceilalti, posibil sa fie modul unic fiecaruia, in care aceste corzi, impletiti fiind si noi din ele, vibreaza. Corzile unui violoncel pot vibra la frecvente diferite creand astfel toate notele muzicale individuale, la fel vibrand si stringurile in moduri diferite creand particulele fundamentale naturii si componenta fiecaruia dintre noi; noi insine s-ar parea ca suntem o adevarata simfonie (mai mult sau mai putin armonioasa cu ea insasi, cu cele din jur).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SWiSk517fBI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RSHVgE4eZ8M/s1600-h/bscap0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289638925046610962" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SWiSk517fBI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RSHVgE4eZ8M/s400/bscap0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deocamdata aceasta &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;teorie a stringurilor&lt;/span&gt; (nu doresc sa abund in prea multe explicatii, va recomand vizionarea documentarului) se mai situeaza inca preponderent pe taramul filosofiei (interesant foarte, ca astazi asistam unui nou si deosebit tip de filosofie, filosofia stiintifica, ambele parca hranindu-se reciproc, una venind in ajutorul celeilalte si unui nou comportament din partea lumii stiintifice, acela a aplecarii spre perceptele filosofice/existentiale).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insa Organizatia europeana pentru cercetari nucleare (CERN) va pune in functiune, anul acesta, Large Hadron Collider (LHC), un accelerator de particule gigantic, destinat descoperirii secretelor crearii Universului. Cu ajutorul acestui mecanism, cercetatorii spera sa gaseasca bosonul Higgs, o particula instabila numita si "a lui Dumnezeu", pe care multi au studiat-o fara sa o fi vazut vreodata, astfel s-ar face un pas important dinspre fizica teoretica, de pe taramul filosofiei inspre fizica experimentala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priviti urmatoarea formula:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SWiXEZDOwWI/AAAAAAAAAKU/F5b_A9YC_M4/s1600-h/bscap0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289643864046354786" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SWiXEZDOwWI/AAAAAAAAAKU/F5b_A9YC_M4/s400/bscap0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:):)...prezinta o multime de variabile, parametri...este celebra functie gamma apartinand lui Leonhard Euler (matematician elvetian 1707-1783), punct de plecare in realizarea marelui vis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aceasta formula nu este ultima, de la ea s-a plecat in redactarea teoriei stringurilor, mai pe altadata voi dezvolta putin despre teoria superstringurilor sau teoria M, si probabil va servi si altora...Insa fi-va o formula, o egalitate pentru campul infinit al valorilor ce pot fi atribuite variabilelor, parametrilor componente, ce va genera un rezultat, raspuns starii de fapt a lucrurilor in atari conditii la un moment dat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Imaginati-va insa va rog, indiferent care fi-va aceasta formula, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ecuatie a totului&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, ma gandesc ca ei ii este atribuita o singura valoare unica, fiecarui element in parte aceeasi, aceeasi, insa proprie fiecarui parametru, variabila, valoare egala cu insasi rezultatul: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 ZECE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!-pentru casa noastra! Asemeni jocului la ruleta ce permite nenumarate combinatii, cel ce trage maneta nu o face la noroc "Dumnezeu nu arunca zaruri!" (A. Einstein), ci cunoaste dinainte combinatia optima pe care o aplica, o ingheata universului nostru-uman, oferindu-ne totusi lumina si caldura; asemeni combinatiei unui cifru deosebit de complex, lumea noastra ni se deschide aplicandu-i-se o singura combinatie, neanuland insa infinitatea celorlalte combinatii ce deschid altele pentru altadata.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Inchei acum incercand a ma exprima, gandindu-ma la urmatoarea parabola:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Imaginati-va va rog un tanc de cativa ani care gandeste, ca fiind ajuns pe un varf de deal, unde i se arata o panorama fantastica, se poate desparti pentru o perioada de universul familial si familiar, traind si bucurandu-se de ceea ce necunoscutul ii ofera gratuit si-l ademeneste cu ale sale frumuseti. (rasarituri, apusuri de soare, zile si nopti calde, fructe jur-imprejuru-i, dar mai minunat privelisti fantastice, pana si casa ce de la mare departare o zareste, pierduta printre multe altele), el care era acolo nu-si putea imagina astfel de privelisti deosebite ce i le confera acum noua perspectiva; in acest timp ai sai parinti il cauta disperati in juru-le; el care pentru ei reprezinta totul, care a fost asteptat cu mult inainte de a le patrunde fizic in casa (prin pregatirea camerei, prin pregatirea patutului, prin cumpararea jucariilor...) acum a disparut, nu le mai este aproape, le-a parasit casa inainte de vreme. Schimbarea mediului/universului si odata cu acesta a legilor firesti dupa care ar trebui sa creasca/dezvolte tancul nostru, nu numai ca ii pun viata in pericol insa il priveaza de grija/protectia celor ce-l iubesc, celor ce prin educatie l-ar putea forma ca adevarat om, capabil sa aprecieze, sa inteleaga frumusetile ce inca de prea timpuriu acum l-au ademenit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Asadar ma gandesc ca n-ar trebui a ne aventura prea mult, ademeniti fiind de frumusetile necunoscutului, cand inca acasa mai sunt multe de invatat spre a deveni adevarati oameni, sub atenta grija si educatie pe care o ofera cel ce nu arunca zaruri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SWioQzFO8ZI/AAAAAAAAAKc/BwG6aDIO9aE/s1600-h/bscap0000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289662768890179986" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SWioQzFO8ZI/AAAAAAAAAKc/BwG6aDIO9aE/s400/bscap0000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-6081371823385424926?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='CREDINTA MEA (1)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/6081371823385424926/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/01/credinta-mea.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/6081371823385424926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/6081371823385424926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/01/credinta-mea.html' title='CREDINTA MEA (1)'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SWh9KMLNjUI/AAAAAAAAAJk/7XOgtLEAEqM/s72-c/bscap0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-1143596647456255560</id><published>2009-01-03T22:42:00.132+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:40:00.916+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>"RAZBOIUL LUMILOR"</title><content type='html'>Ceea ce era anticipat cu multa vreme-n urma in asta seara s-a declansat.&lt;br /&gt;Conflictul are o poveste veche cunoscuta de multi dintre dumneavoastra. Insa dupa un armistitiu incheiat acum sase luni in urma, si calcat in picioare de atacurile cu rachete ale gruparii Hamas, autoritatile israeliene au declansat la sfarsitul anului trecut, pe cand noi cei din lumea inca linistita ne pregateam sa ciocnim paharul vinului spumant, un vast si aparent bine pus la punct, program de invazie a fisiei Gaza; in prima faza, cand multi sarbatoreau live si evident lipsiti de griji (putin bantuiti ce-i drept de criza), de la un capat pana la celalalt al mapamondului, trecerea in noul an, Israelul a lansat puternice raiduri aeriene carora le-au cazut numeroase victime colaterale, femei, copii, civili nevinovati. In timp ce multi asistau cu placere ce-i drept spectacolului de artificii live sau tv, acolo in Gaza unii incepeau a cade victime exploziilor rachetelor israeliene (lumea linistita vs. lumea nenorocita de razboi).&lt;br /&gt;Si dupa model comportamental, autoritar american (nu m-as mira ca totul sa fie agreat in mare masura de noul tatuc, de asta data de la apus, cel ce-a declansat criza mondiala), Israelul tocmai a declansat si o invazie terestra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imaginati-va va rog raportul de forte, cele apartinand unui elefant aflat in fata unui soricel (ce-i drept soricelul a purtat mereu grija elefantului tinandu-l mereu in tensiune)); si totul pe o fasie cu o suprafata ceva mai lunga fata de cea a Bucurestiului, bine incercuita de fortele isreliene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oprirea ostilitatilor nu pare sa se profileze prea curand si interesant este de urmarit reactia statelor din jur, statelor din lumea musulmana, statelor occidentale, statelor "uimite" ale americii, pozitia Rusiei - mai ales in contextul in care cad multe victime colaterale, copii si femei, in situatia in care America agreaza pozitia Israelui in timp ce reactia statelor europene, mai ales a Frantei condamna interventia Israelului.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa urmarim si contextul international al conflictului - predarea stafetei la Casa Alba, predarea stafetei Consiliului Uniunii Europene, marea criza economico-financiara declansata in Statele Unite ale Americii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi exprim aici dorinta unei "interventii chirurgicale" rapide din partea Israelului, in virtutea dotarilor militare de care dispune, a informatiilor in posesia carora cred ca se afla celebrul Mosad, a unei interventii de anihilare precisa a corpilor periculosi insa fara a afecta restul organelor, a organismului in ansamblu, a securitatii intregii zone. Interventia se justifica doar in masura reactiei de aparare fireasca in fata agresiunii de multe ori imprevizibile a adversarului, a insecuritatii zilnice pe fondul unor amenintari foarte vechi; insa nejustificata in masura unei interventii efectuate fara acordul prealabil al statelor membre al forului natiunilor unite, violata fiind suveranitatea unui teritoriu strain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insa se prezinta stiri potrivit carora spitalele Crucii Rosii fac cu greu fata fluxului abundent de morti si raniti. Civilii palestinieni platesc cu viata pentru crimele Hamas, victimele colaterale devenind din ce in ce mai numeroase, acestea fiind masate in zonele unde liderii Hamas se pare ca se ascund; copii si femei sunt folositi pe post de scut in fata atacurilor israeliene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conflictul capata vrand nevrand o conotatie de ordin religios, binecunoscuta fiind pozitia statelor musulmane vis-a-vis de statul evreu si de sprijinul acestuia in lumea occidentala-americana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si ca orice conflict acesta mai prezinta o noua conotatie de ordin economic, cunoscute fiind interesele americii in zona; pretul barilului de petrol se estimeaza a creste pe fondul acestui conflict suprapus fiind pe a lumii stare de criza economico-financiara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In timp ce razboiul se prezinta live la Realitatea Tv ma gandesc acum in perspectiva fenomenului alaturand in opozitie urmatoarele:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-razboiul lumii musulmane vs. lumea occidentala (fundamentalismul islamic ce va deveni cred mai virulent vs. libertatea lumii democratice occidentale) - razboi religios;&lt;br /&gt;-razboiul lumii occidentale, clatinata de marea criza, a Americii cu mari interese economice in zona si a carei varf de lance il reprezinta statul evreu vs. lumea araba, a petrolului - razboi economic;&lt;br /&gt;-in spatele celor doua se ascunde un altul de ordin moral ( lumea de ieri vs. lumea de astazi intr-un continuu regres moral) ce se manifesta prin intermediul primelor doua si evident prin marea criza mondiala financiar-economica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asadar, asistam astazi unor razboaie, ce nu se poarta asemeni povestii publicate in 1898 si ecranizata astazi avandu-l in distributie pe Tom Cruise impotriva extraterestrilor, ci unor adevarate conflicte, razboaie ce se petrec exclusiv in a noastra lume, insa pe mai multe planuri militar, religios, economic, moral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am senzatia confirmata de altfel de multi altii, ca lumea de astazi cere a fi reasezata potrivit unor noi principii, unei noi ordini mondiale (solicitare premeditata de interesele unora, reprezentanti ai unei alte lumi), si totul intr-o lume care tinde sa devina din ce in ce mai mica, mai stramta intereselor unora, saraciei multora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-1143596647456255560?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='&quot;RAZBOIUL LUMILOR&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/1143596647456255560/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/01/razboiul-lumilor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/1143596647456255560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/1143596647456255560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2009/01/razboiul-lumilor.html' title='&quot;RAZBOIUL LUMILOR&quot;'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-8191211357696787307</id><published>2008-12-31T14:00:00.016+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T17:36:04.588+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>...O NOUA CONTINUARE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVtinuG0J-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/NjKHJt_sC34/s1600-h/d9ok.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285927022180444130" style="WIDTH: 400px; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TxvpctgU_s8"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TxvpctgU_s8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-8191211357696787307?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='...O NOUA CONTINUARE...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/8191211357696787307/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2008/12/o-noua-continuare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/8191211357696787307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/8191211357696787307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2008/12/o-noua-continuare.html' title='...O NOUA CONTINUARE...'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVtinuG0J-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/NjKHJt_sC34/s72-c/d9ok.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-1902539723605022947</id><published>2008-12-31T09:56:00.117+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T17:36:04.588+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTE'/><title type='text'>...CONTINUARE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;La un moment dat, o buna credinta, adanc demult cred in suflet infipta, de-a altora perceptii atinsa, iesit-a ieri seara din minte, tasnind din ea puternice ganduri, ce incerca-voi a le da viata prin imagini, sunete, cuvinte.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVs9gvZnqSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/bENCiUNru9g/s1600-h/diam+nesl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285886220338440482" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVs9gvZnqSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/bENCiUNru9g/s400/diam+nesl.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVs9RDA56mI/AAAAAAAAAH0/dzHSSa7UMKo/s1600-h/diam.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285885950725581410" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVs9RDA56mI/AAAAAAAAAH0/dzHSSa7UMKo/s400/diam.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVs9QwenQfI/AAAAAAAAAHs/rGA7hTLcXK0/s1600-h/d+nesl2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285885945749914098" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVs9QwenQfI/AAAAAAAAAHs/rGA7hTLcXK0/s400/d+nesl2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVs9QhhMm2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/p54oj220uCQ/s1600-h/d+nesl3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285885941734218594" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVs9QhhMm2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/p54oj220uCQ/s400/d+nesl3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVs9QXWbtSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fi4UaRi-bXo/s1600-h/d+nesl4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285885939004716322" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVs9QXWbtSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fi4UaRi-bXo/s400/d+nesl4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVs9QS2UUEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gm248uO9FHA/s1600-h/d+nesl5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285885937796272194" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVs9QS2UUEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gm248uO9FHA/s400/d+nesl5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Diamantul este un &lt;a title="Mineral" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mineral"&gt;mineral&lt;/a&gt; nativ şi în acelaşi timp o &lt;a title="Piatră preţioasă" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piatr%C4%83_pre%C5%A3ioas%C4%83"&gt;piatră preţioasă&lt;/a&gt;. Din punct de vedere chimic este una din formele de existenţă ale &lt;a title="Carbon" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carbon"&gt;carbonului&lt;/a&gt; pur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asemeni lui, omul este o manifestare a aceluiasi element carbonul, unul dintre elementele cele mai raspandite in natura, intalnit atat in lumea minerala cat si in cea organica (definita drept o chimie a carbonului), la randu-i fiind o piatra pretioasa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Diamantele iau naştere de regula la adâncimi mari (150 km), unde sunt temperaturi (1200-1400 °C) şi presiuni ridicate insa microdiamantele pot lua naştere si la căderea meteoriţilor mari pe Pământ (ex. craterul Barringer), creându-se condiţiile necesare pentru formarea diamantului, prin &lt;strong&gt;existenţa unor presiuni şi temperaturi ridicate&lt;/strong&gt; şi prezenţa dioxidului de carbon. Vârsta diamantelor este foarte diferită, fiind diamante vechi de peste 3 miliarde de ani, dar şi diamante mai noi, care au vârsta de câteva sute de milioane de ani.&lt;br /&gt;Circa &lt;strong&gt;250 de tone&lt;/strong&gt; de minereu trebuie să fie trecute printr-un procedeu de filtrare pentru ca, la final, să se poată ajunge la un cristal cu tăietura specifică, de un carat. ( sursa &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, enciclopedia liberă).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Omul ia fiinta la mari inaltimi, la cote mult prea inalte, prinde contur in trupul suficient de cald al mamei, si patrunde-n lume sub puternice presiuni fizice si emotionale din partea ambilor parinti, dar mai ales mamei. Printre conditiile aparitiei omului, cateva tone de iubire supuse unui continuu proces ce avea-va mereu nevoie de &lt;strong&gt;temperaturi si pasiuni ridicate&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Insa diamantele &lt;strong&gt;apar in forma bruta, nefinisata&lt;/strong&gt;. (vezi imaginile de mai sus); vor trebui a fi taiate, finisate, slefuite; interesant este faptul ca din cauza durităţii ridicate, cristalele de diamant pot fi slefuite numai cu pulbere de diamant si din fulerita; tăietura indică modul cum este tăiat diamantul şi îi conferă acestuia strălucire; se referă la proporţiile şi finisajul diamantului; dintre cei 4 C, tăietura este singura contribuţie adusă de mâna omului, transformând o &lt;a title="Piatră preţioasă" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piatr%C4%83_pre%C5%A3ioas%C4%83"&gt;piatră preţioasă&lt;/a&gt; brută, neşlefuită într-un diamant faţetat şi şlefuit în diverse forme; după mii de experimente de-a lungul anilor, folosind formule matematice precise, tăietorul-şlefuitorul de diamante transformă în ziua de azi un diamant brut într-o &lt;a title="Piatră" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piatr%C4%83"&gt;piatră&lt;/a&gt; strălucitoare care reflectă şi refractă &lt;a title="Lumina" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lumina"&gt;lumina&lt;/a&gt;. (&lt;a href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diamant"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diamant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O piatra care REFLECTA si REFRACTA LUMINA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Potrivit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;DEX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;a reflecta&lt;/strong&gt; = a înfăţişa, a oglindi, a reprezenta dar si a cugeta, a medita, a chibzui, &lt;em&gt;a contempla&lt;/em&gt;; &lt;strong&gt;a refracta&lt;/strong&gt; = a-şi schimba direcţia la trecerea dintr-un mediu în altul. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exclam: ce minunat!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMUL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; reprezinta reflectarea creatorului/taietorului sau si prin ceea ce gandeste, face, nu face altceva decat sa refracte lumina primita de la sursa unica, primordiala, independenta, OBIECTIVA aflata intr-un cu totul alt mediu, independent d'al nostru, fie ca noi o percepem, ca vrem sau nu (aceasta lumina vine purtata pe stringuri dansandu-ne-n interior, refractandu-se functie de cat de bine finisati suntem) un exemplu: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IVh0-jenY6s"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IVh0-jenY6s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si cum credeti, ca taiati fiind de-a mainii bijutierului, fi-vom noi din ce in ce mai bine finisati dezvelindu-ne noi si noi fatete ale fiintei ce suntem, reflectandu-l pe acesta cat mai variat, refractandu-i lumina in toata paleta coloristica?; precum cristalelor de diamant ce pot fi slefuite numai cu pulbere de diamant si din fulerita, la fel cred ca ne vom slefui, finisa si noi descoperindu-ne noi fatete, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;intrand in relatii unii cu altii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, lipsiti fiind de prejudecati si far' de teama, de pe-o aceeasi pozitie - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;a cunoasterii reciproce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-1902539723605022947?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/1902539723605022947/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2008/12/continuare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/1902539723605022947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/1902539723605022947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2008/12/continuare.html' title='...CONTINUARE...'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVs9gvZnqSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/bENCiUNru9g/s72-c/diam+nesl.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-6950136097934655666</id><published>2008-12-30T19:47:00.036+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:57:31.694+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INCEPUTURI'/><title type='text'>POZITIE FATA DE POSTMODERNISM</title><content type='html'>Astazi ma bucur pentru discutia avuta cu o persoana al carei nume am sa-l dau, al carei blog il voi promova oarecum acum: &lt;a href="http://cristiana-blogulunuiomcuminte.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://cristiana-blogulunuiomcuminte.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In urma schimbului de ganduri mi-a fost trezita dorinta exprimarii pozitiei mele vis-a-vis de &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;postmodernism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;acest curent filosofic propagat cu repeziciune in mai toate domeniile existentei noastre, ce inca mai caracterizeaza epoca noastra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incep prin a oferi cateva definitii, lipsit fiind de dorinta de a va plictisi:&lt;br /&gt;"Postmodernismul este o conceptie care afirma ca adevarul absolut, extern - adica, adevarul care este adevarat pentru toti oamenii, in orice loc si-n orice timp - nu poate fi cunoscut prin ratiune sau stiinta, fie pentru ca nu exista, fie ca este incognoscibil. Postmodernismul a inlaturat modernismul, devenit astazi un mod de gandire predominant ce ne influenteaza cultura, aruncand o umbra de indoiala atat asupra ratiunii cat si asupra metodei stiintifice" ( &lt;em&gt;In cautarea certitudinii - Josh McDowell &amp;amp; Thomas Williams&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ei...adeptul acestui curent sustine ca &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ideea de adevar este mai degraba creata, decat descoperita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, intemeiata mai ales pe propria experienta din care rezida propriul sistem de valori, perfect valabil si adevarat fiecaruia atata timp cat este functionabil pentru fiacare-n parte sau altfel spus: "daca este adevarat pentru tine, este atat de adevarat pe cat este nevoie sa fie; si nimeni nu are dreptul sa puna sub semnul intrebarii ceea ce tu ai ales ca fiind adevarul pentru tine" - ceea ce functioneza pentru mine e adevarul meu, ce functioneaza pentru tine este adevarul tau, eu ti-l respect, tu mi-l respecti ( chiar daca la o analiza mai riguroasa, cele doua intra-n conflict) sau un citat apartinand celor din New Age "daca crezi ceva cu destul de multa convingere, universul va aproba, va confirma acel lucru" - nu chiar, lipseste din aceasta reteta ingredientul esential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acest curent de gandire a fost prefigurat de catre filosoful francez Jacques Derrida si se mai numeste si deconstructivism. Aceasta perspectiva scoate in evidenta relativitatea oricarui sens si adevar conducand la o conceptie intru totul relativa cu privire la adevar: "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ceea ce presupune ca nu exista adevaruri absolute, ci numai adevaruri relevante in raport cu fiecare individ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". (&lt;em&gt;Noi marturii supuse dreptei judecati - Josh McDowell)&lt;/em&gt; Fiecare isi conduce viata dupa propriul set de valori, dupa propriul adevar, autarhic dezvoltat &lt;strong&gt;fara a fi raportat&lt;/strong&gt; la cel absolut si obiectiv in acelasi timp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postmodernismul are manifestări în multe discipline academice sau ne-academice cum ar fi câmpul &lt;a title="Filosofie" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Filosofie"&gt;filosofiei&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Teologie" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teologie"&gt;teologiei&lt;/a&gt;, dar şi în &lt;a title="Artă" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Art%C4%83"&gt;artă&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Arhitectură" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arhitectur%C4%83"&gt;arhitectură&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Film" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Film"&gt;film&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Televiziune" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Televiziune"&gt;televiziune&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Muzică" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muzic%C4%83"&gt;muzică&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Teatru" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teatru"&gt;teatru&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Sociologie" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sociologie"&gt;sociologie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Modă" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mod%C4%83"&gt;modă&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Tehnologie" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tehnologie"&gt;tehnologie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Literatură" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Literatur%C4%83"&gt;literatură&lt;/a&gt;, şi &lt;a title="Comunicaţii" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Comunica%C5%A3ii"&gt;comunicaţii&lt;/a&gt; sunt puternic influenţate de ideile şi tendinţele postmoderne. (de la &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, enciclopedia liberă)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viziunea postmodernismului asupra lumii se intemeiaza in primul rand pe subiectivitate, pe relativitatea perceptiei noastre cu privire la adevar si de aici greseala de a te limita la propria experienta, la propriul set de valori, ridicandu-l la rang de reper chipurile obiectiv, atata timp cat totu-ti functioneaza bine. Potrivit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;DEX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-ului prin obiectivitate se intelege "existenţă reală a lumii, independentă de conştiinţa şi de voinţa subiectului cunoscător", "care exista in afara constiintei omenesti si independent de ea".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van Inwagen, Peter in "Metaphysics" afirma: "cel mai interesant aspect cu privire la &lt;strong&gt;adevarul obiectiv&lt;/strong&gt; este acela ca exista oameni care-i neaga existenta. Nu poti ramane decat nedumerit cum poate cineva sa nege ca exista un lucru pe care-l recunoastem ca adevar obiectiv.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru unii, nu ma indoiesc, explicatia ar decurge cam asa: sunt profund ostil ideii ca ar exista ceva care, intr-un fel sau altul, are autoritatea sa-i judece; ostilitatea cea mai profunda o nutresc, fireste, impotriva ideii ca exista Dumnezeu; (aici imi permit sa completez, afirmand ca sunt multi care accepta existenta acestuia, insa sunt departe de al cunoaste) in acelasi timp sunt aproape la fel de ostil ideii ca exista un univers obiectiv caruia nu-i pasa de ceea ce gandesc ei si care le-ar putea invalida ca false cele mai indragite convingeri fara ca macar sa-i consulte".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subiectivitatea fiecaruia, sistemul propriu de valori nu reprezinta decat o reflectare a reperului vesnic acelasi, absolut si obiectiv, independent fiind de fiecare observator; nimic nu este, n-a fost si nici ca va fi, ramas la latitudinea noastra - am fi disparut demult; suntem liberi in acelasi timp &lt;strong&gt;reflectare a ceva mult prea inalt&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;independent de noi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, ce se constituie reper vesnic, absolut si obiectiv fiecaruia individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Negarea obiectivităţii este trăsătura poziţiei postmoderne iar ostilitatea faţă de aceste baze ale obiectivităţii este trăsătura definitorie. Această ostilitate subterană faţă de conceptul de obiectivitate evidentă în multe din teoriile critice moderne, acesta este punctul de atac pentru toţi duşmanii postmodernismului." (de la &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, enciclopedia liberă)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In concluzie, ca pozitie evidenta impotriva subiectivitatii, relativismului promovat de postmodernism, cred ca adevarul absolut este o realitate obiectiva independent de ce ar crede cineva despre el, o realitate valabila pentru toti, noi cei din toate timpurile si de peste tot; o realitate obiectiva, reala si sigura indiferent ca noi alegem sa credem sau nu, asa cum al meu ceas desteptator exista indiferent ca eu aleg sa-l aud sau nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrar postmodernismului, omul nu poate fauri adevarul, il poate doar &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reflecta&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;descoperi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-6950136097934655666?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Postmodernism' title='POZITIE FATA DE POSTMODERNISM'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/6950136097934655666/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2008/12/pozitie-fata-de-postmodernism.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/6950136097934655666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/6950136097934655666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2008/12/pozitie-fata-de-postmodernism.html' title='POZITIE FATA DE POSTMODERNISM'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-6937000929359520750</id><published>2008-12-29T11:04:00.063+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T15:04:21.349+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INCEPUTURI'/><title type='text'>PUTIN DESPRE EDUCATIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVijA3LPQcI/AAAAAAAAAE0/2HHPsRM2vJA/s1600-h/ingeri2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285153397925691842" style="FLOAT: right; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVige6EjDCI/AAAAAAAAAEU/hcBULwh8buc/s320/inger1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVigI5HlVnI/AAAAAAAAAEM/BpNiP_JwcpU/s1600-h/inger2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285150237351302770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVigI5HlVnI/AAAAAAAAAEM/BpNiP_JwcpU/s320/inger2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nu, nu lasati copilul din voi sa moara niciodat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cel de la care mereu vor avea de invatat,&lt;br /&gt;Ai vostri ingeri copii, nepoti,&lt;br /&gt;Sa-i alaptati de la sanul sufletului,&lt;br /&gt;Cu dulci minuni de care sunteti inconjurati&lt;br /&gt;Preschimbate-n voi in minuni si mai mari,&lt;br /&gt;Peste a lor crestet mereu sa picurati.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Astazi&lt;/strong&gt;, vizualizand blogul unei persoane, am dat peste un filmulet ce mi s-a parut a fi deosebit de interesant, punct de plecare pentru mine in a asterne doar cateva cuvinte, (nu si cativa fulgi de nea, ce se incapataneaza a se aseza si pe strazile Bucurestiului) despre educatie, acum despre a copiilor educatie.&lt;br /&gt;Va rog intai de toate sa urmariti &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clipul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ce_VUpyMUJw"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ce_VUpyMUJw&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mentionez ca filmul este considerat a fi cel mai bun videoclip educational al anului, de ce, raspunsul este cred evident, vizual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Educatia fiecaruia incepe in &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;familie&lt;/span&gt;, nefericiti cei multi care nu se bucura de aceasta normalitate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contactul cu aceasta lume il avem prin ochii parintilor si a universului cu care acestia se inconjoara! Primii ani ai vietii ii vedem, ii auzim, ii simtim prin ochii, urechile, sufletul parintilor, bunicilor; nu am inca experienta aceasta in postura de parinte, insa va recomand, ca si copil ce-am fost, in primii ani ai vietii m-am bucurat cu multa curiozitate de universul ce ma-nconjura, de altfel ca si acum, in calitate de parinti daca sunteti sau veti fi, sa fiti soare si luna, caldura si lumina, stele luminoase copiilor ce-si vor incepe viata gravitand in jurul vostru, in galaxia voastra.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-6937000929359520750?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='PUTIN DESPRE EDUCATIE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/6937000929359520750/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2008/12/putin-despre-educatie.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/6937000929359520750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/6937000929359520750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2008/12/putin-despre-educatie.html' title='PUTIN DESPRE EDUCATIE'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVijA3LPQcI/AAAAAAAAAE0/2HHPsRM2vJA/s72-c/ingeri2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-1846693665615765441</id><published>2008-12-27T22:43:00.031+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:33:21.837+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INCEPUTURI'/><title type='text'>SI DACA......</title><content type='html'>Vechiul ADAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVarOVEL5rI/AAAAAAAAADk/31A2idoR7UA/s1600-h/crearea+adam.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284599475427075762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVarOVEL5rI/AAAAAAAAADk/31A2idoR7UA/s320/crearea+adam.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;...ma bucur ca singur, nu mi-e la-ndemana, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sa schimb aceasta lume nebuna, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;asa cum doresc mereu,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in mana-ntinsa spre Dumnezeu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Noul ADAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVaZYgXKyHI/AAAAAAAAADU/YiSfHyCNzRw/s1600-h/nasterea.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284579859048876146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVaZYgXKyHI/AAAAAAAAADU/YiSfHyCNzRw/s320/nasterea.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Acum cateva zile in urma, inaintea Craciunului, postam un comentariu pe blogul unei persoane, suna exact asa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="c609057045324191782"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonim spunea...&lt;br /&gt;23.12.2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zi minunata! Tocmai am parcurs epistola catre evrei, a lui Saul devenit prin bunavointa celui prea inalt, marele apostol Pavel; mentionez ca este, de la primul pan' la ultimul cuvant, deosebit de interesanta; citez insa doar cateva, de la care voi pleca intr-un scurt itinerar imaginistic, apropiindu-se si marea sarbatoare a nasterii, asadar:&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"de aceea cand intra-n lume, El zice: Tu n-ai voit nici jertfa, nici prinos; ci Mi-ai pregatit un trup; n-ai primit nici arderi de tot, nici jertfe pentru pacat; atunci am zis: Iata-Ma (in sulul Cartii este scris despre mine), vin sa fac voia Ta, Dumnezeule!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;si daca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ceea ce demult inceput-au a cauta oamenii, de stiinta, ba chiar filosofii, artistii, atrasi fiind de altfel, ca oricare alt muritor, de misterul acestei lumi, acestei vieti...avem daruit...avem, asemeni ca-n tabloul lui Michelangelo, dupa creare, mana intinsa, oferindu-ne cunoastere, oferindu-ne standardul comportamentului uman; daca ceea ce inca noi mai cautam ( nu recomand incetarea acestui proces, el va intregi minunat ceea ce deja s-a comunicat, poate cunoastem), daca acele civilizatii cautate asiduu prin progamul celor de la SETI si nu numai, acele sensuri ale existentei, explicatii si raspunsuri pentru nenumarate intrebari care macina/mistuie intr-o masura mai mica sau mai mare, la un moment dat cel putin, existenta fiecaruia, cautand si uneori gasind diverse forme de exprimare ( artistice, stiintifice, filosofice, credinte etc) S-AU INTRUPAT IN A NOASTRA ISTORIE, materializandu-se in a noastra lume, luand un corp si vietuind in acelasi mediu cu cel al nostru, de atunci, de ieri, de azi si de maine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....ma vad nevoit a continua:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;si daca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dincolo de toate visele, dorintele, aberatiile nostre, dincolo de ale noastre cautari desarte, dincolo de semnificatiile, sensurile dupa care la un moment dat alergam, dincolo de frumoasele povesti, care fac cred multora, inclusiv mie, placere a le asterne in cuvinte, a le asculta, dincolo de iluziile cu care constat ca de multe ori ne hranim, fericindu-ne , luminandu-ne existenta....far' insa a condamna toate acestea, care pur si simplu sunt cred parte integranta a fiintei noastre....asadar, si daca dincolo de toate acestea, dincolo de noi, &lt;strong&gt;insa pentru noi&lt;/strong&gt;, cu mult inainte de premiera spectacolului vietii, in scenariu s-au &lt;strong&gt;scris&lt;/strong&gt; multe, (inclusiv anticipate fiind greselile, lapsusurile actorilor, carora nu li s-a trasat vreun rol, in schimb pregatita fiind fiecaruia scena, acestia au jucat, joaca si vor juca-n continuare, bucurandu-se de liberatatea alegerii, propriul rol)...s-au scris multe, inclusiv solutia pentru fiecare, pentru toti, a ne interpreta rolul asa cum a vazut de la-nceput marele regizor, de la fiecare storcand ce are mai bun, ce poarta mai bun; VA ROG SA REVENITI CU INTREBARI, SUNT CONVINS CA ALE VOASTRE SEMNE DE INTREBARE, MA VOR AJUTA IN A FORMULA RASPUNSURI, EXPRIMARI MAI CLARE; in acelasi sens voi folosi o comparatie, in sprijinul celor de mai sus: imaginativa va rog raportul intre noi, ca si fiinte umane, considerate a fi ultima veriga a lantului trofic :), si toate celelate vietuitoare aflate sub noi, de exemplu, cainii sau alegeti fiecare animalul preferat; uneori cred ca unii dintre voi au simtit nevoia intelegerii acestor fiinte, evident si pe fondul unui anumit nivel al atasamantului, altii il manifesta fata de delfini, altii fata de pasari etc.; oricat de mult ne-am stradui sa le-ntelegem si oricat de mult ne-am stradui la randu-ne sa ne facem intelesi NU VOM REUSI A COMUNICA, A NE INTEGRA UNUI ACELASI LIMBAJ; am mai auzit si de alte exemple folosind alaturarea om-furnica, pasim de multe ori peste ele, nu le intelegem comportamentul de mecanism oarecum integrat, insa cu atat mai mult ele nu inteleg a noastra prezenta; ei da....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;si daca&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in acelasi raport, de asta data, noi fiind in plan secund, suntem "pet-uri", furnici pentru alte fiinte? si daca acestea din urma, au gasit de mult, inainte de a noastra aparitie, LIMBAJUL COMUN, in baza caruia, si numai lui, putem comunica, NE PUTEM INTELEGE, hm...dincolo de semnalele radio, dincolo de viziuni, previziuni, vise, fantezii, SF-uri, povesti frumoase etc :)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si acesta nu este limba engleza, nici germana, nici esperanto....ci ceva la-ndemana fiecaruia, ceva simplu......o carte, ce-i drept tradusa in toate limbile, cea mai raspandita pe mapamond, de multi singura carte citita-n viata, si de care, noi toti crestini facandu-ne placere, indeosebi de sarbatori, a ne zice, nici macar nu am deschis-o, sau daca am facut-o, o tratam drept istorie, fantezie si nicidecum MESAJ, LIMBAJ primit acum cateva mii de ani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesajul ei nu este unul ultrasofisticat, nu se adreseaza savantilor, geniilor, ci fiecaruia, fiecaruia in parte....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DE CE A DORIT "OMUL" SA TRAIASCA IN LUMEA "FURNICII", DE CE MAI DORESTE ACEST LUCRU, DE CE A LUAT TRUP DE "FURNICA" TRAIND O VREME IN MUSUROIUL NOSTRU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-1846693665615765441?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='SI DACA......'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/1846693665615765441/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2008/12/si-daca.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/1846693665615765441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/1846693665615765441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2008/12/si-daca.html' title='SI DACA......'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVarOVEL5rI/AAAAAAAAADk/31A2idoR7UA/s72-c/crearea+adam.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-4647754469437439445</id><published>2008-12-24T11:02:00.041+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:34:19.835+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INCEPUTURI'/><title type='text'>DRAGOSTEA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVaHcM2rfHI/AAAAAAAAACM/_pcXzefvATA/s1600-h/PLANS.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284560131322510450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVaHcM2rfHI/AAAAAAAAACM/_pcXzefvATA/s320/PLANS.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVIE7iqwobI/AAAAAAAAACE/G4QRxY7J_x0/s1600-h/44.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283290733823959474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVIE7iqwobI/AAAAAAAAACE/G4QRxY7J_x0/s320/44.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVIEssEHH-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/JOY980902_0/s1600-h/frum.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283290478648172514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVIEssEHH-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/JOY980902_0/s320/frum.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVH7SAceLpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/MvVIGaiGAcA/s1600-h/earth.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283280124657938066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVH7SAceLpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/MvVIGaiGAcA/s320/earth.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-au mai ramas cateva minute inainte de a porni spre casa. Insa nu ma pot abtine a asterne aici ceva din cele ce le simt acum, astazi 24 decembrie - ajunul nasterii domnului, intruparea iubirii absolute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Citez din Intaia epistola a lui Pavel catre corinteni, capitolul 13 = &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DRAGOSTEA&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Chiar daca asi vorbi in limbi omenesti si ingeresti, si n-as avea dragoste, sunt o arama sunatoare sau un chimval zanganitor. Si chiar daca as avea darul proorociei, si as cunoaste toate tainele si toata stiinta; chiar daca as avea toata credinta asa incat sa mut si muntii, si n-as avea dragoste, nu sunt nimic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si chiar daca mi-as imparti toata averea pentru hrana saracilor, chiar daca mi-as da trupul sa fie ars, si n-as avea dragoste, nu-mi foloseste la nimic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dragostea este indelung rabdatoare, este plina de bunatate: dragostea nu pizmuieste; dragostea nu se lauda, nu se umfla de mandrie, nu se poarta necuviincios, nu cauta folosul sau, nu se manie, nu se gandeste la rau, nu se bucura de nelegiuire, ci se bucura de adevar, acopera totul, crede totul, sufera totul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dragostea nu va pieri niciodata. Proorociile se vor sfarsi; limbile vor inceta; cunostinta va avea sfarsit. Caci cunoastem in parte, si proorocim in parte; dar cand va veni ce este desavarsit, acest &gt;in parte&lt;&gt; se va sfarsi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cand eram copil vorbeam ca un copil, simteam ca un copil, gandeam ca un copil; cand m-am facut om mare, am lepadat ce era copilaresc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acum, vedem ca-ntr-o oglinda, in chip intunecos; dar atunci, vom vedea fata in fata. Acum, cunosc in parte; dar atunci, voi cunoaste deplin, asa cum am fost si eu cunoscut pe deplin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acum dar raman aceste trei: credinta, nadejdea si dragostea; dar cea mai mare dintre ele este &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DRAGOSTEA&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cum vi se pare dragii mei? Mie.... fantastic prea putin exprimat; si tocmai de aceea prefer, fiindca si timpul ma preseaza, acasa neputandu-ma teleporta:), sa nu comentez prea multe; evident multe, si noi avea-vom de exprimat atunci cand trai-vom, simti-vom cu adevarat acest sentiment, aceasta stare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u5VmJZyvqy8"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u5VmJZyvqy8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u5VmJZyvqy8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-4647754469437439445?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='DRAGOSTEA'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/4647754469437439445/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2008/12/dragostea.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/4647754469437439445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/4647754469437439445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2008/12/dragostea.html' title='DRAGOSTEA'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVaHcM2rfHI/AAAAAAAAACM/_pcXzefvATA/s72-c/PLANS.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-3849466257760515079</id><published>2008-12-23T19:06:00.060+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:49:20.277+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INCEPUTURI'/><title type='text'>VISUL LUI EINSTEIN</title><content type='html'>FOTO.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVEfKbkxppI/AAAAAAAAABs/Fj4ckAxBbMI/s1600-h/bscap0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283038101943461522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVEfKbkxppI/AAAAAAAAABs/Fj4ckAxBbMI/s320/bscap0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FOTO.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVEfKIAIt5I/AAAAAAAAABk/NCrGj4zspHQ/s1600-h/bscap0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283038096689510290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVEfKIAIt5I/AAAAAAAAABk/NCrGj4zspHQ/s320/bscap0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOTO.3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVEfKC0APaI/AAAAAAAAABc/g4-DG5tplJI/s1600-h/bscap0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283038095296445858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVEfKC0APaI/AAAAAAAAABc/g4-DG5tplJI/s320/bscap0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOTO.4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVEfJp-LjmI/AAAAAAAAABU/SDtphfbC38A/s1600-h/bscap0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283038088628244066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVEfJp-LjmI/AAAAAAAAABU/SDtphfbC38A/s320/bscap0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;" Totul e determinat....de forte asupra carora nu avem niciun control. Este determinat atat pentru insecta, cat si pentru stea. Fiinte omenesti, plante sau praf cosmic - dansam cu totii dupa o melodie misterioasa, cantata de la distanta de un flautist nevazut"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ( Albert Einstein citat in "Cuvinte memorabile - culese si adnotate de Alice Calaprice", la editura Humanitas) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De curand am intrat in posesia unor materiale audio-video, deosebit de interesante; mentionez "What the BLEEP do we Know Rabbit Hole" sau "Ce naiba stim noi, de fapt_ Descoperirea posibilitatilor nesfarsite de a-ti afecta realitatea de zi cu zi", William Arntz, Betsy Chasse precum si transpunerea in cadrul unui extraordinar documentar, a cartii "Universul elegant" a lui Brian Greene, nu in ultimul rand numeroase materiale diponibile in noul nostru univers virtual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am ramas de-a dreptul fascinat, entuziasmat in acelasi timp profund tulburat de noile perspective ce ni le ofera stiinta; totodata, nelipsit fiind de modestie, spun ca am ramas in acelasi timp bucuros foarte, pentru ca foarte multe banuieli, ganduri mai vechi si mai noi ale mele, venite pe diverse cai, prin intuitie, educatie si amestecate-n propria fiinta, au prins contur in urma catorva experimente stiintifice si sunt convins ca vor mai face obiectul studiului multor oameni de stiinta intr-un cadru de interdisciplinaritate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu am sa abund in notiuni, termeni stiintifici, nu sunt de specialitate , insa fascinat fiind de acesta nobila stiinta a naturii-fizica, voi incerca a comunica cateva impresii, usurat fiindu-mi demersul, in contextul in care noua fizica tinde sa se impletesca armonios cu filosofia, muzica, poezia, cu ale noastre credinte profunde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asadar, Albert Einstein a urmat in cautarea explicatiilor functionarii universului ce ne-nconjoara, lui Isaac Newton; acesta a muscat la randu-i din marul gradinii edenului postuland teoria gravitatiei (&lt;strong&gt;legand&lt;/strong&gt; astfel cerul de pamant, miscarea planetelor de soare); in sistemul sau lucrurile functionau bine caci si dupa multa vreme de atunci teoria sa este perfect aplicabila; insa....asezat fiind pe o alta pozitie, privind lucrurile dintr-o cu totul alta perspectiva (ma gandesc aici la "concentricitatea evolutiei", nu stiu daca exista aceasta expresie, dar ma gandesc la pasul evolutiv ce-l intreprinde cineva, iesind din cercul predecesorului si trasand el insusi un nou cerc, deschizind privirii celorlalti un nou si mai vast orizont; acest nou cerc il include pe celalat, il poate anula, se poate baza pe el, insa evident marindu-i raza, largindu-i circumferinta, centrul imi permit a spune, ramanand mereu acelasi-setea de cunoastere); revenind, Einstein a reusit in urma catorva ani buni sa fixeze si sa explice gravitatia intr-un alt cadru, mult mai extins; alaturi de ecuatiile lui James Clerk Maxwell, un alt antecesor al sau, apreciat fiind de catre Einstein in egala masura ca si pe Newton, pentru setul de ecuatii ce &lt;strong&gt;unifica&lt;/strong&gt; electricitatea cu magnetismul, fizicinul secolului XX, viseza sa explice modul de gandire a lui Dumnezeu, sa unifice la scara universala cele doua forte: gravitatia si electromagnetismul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Insa curand se va intrezari limita cercului geniului Einstein si de aici si durerea nerealizarii visului cel mult visat pe perioada intregii sale vieti. Considerat fiind, fizicianul care s-a apropiat cel mai mult de Dumnezeu ( dumnezeul sau, dumnezeul lui Spinoza, un dumnezeu incadrabil filosofiei panteiste, aflat peste tot si in toate, un dumnezeu nepersonal), devine oponentul noului curent aparut in fizica vremii sale, initiat de Max Planck, continuat de Niels Bohr si anume fizica microuniversului, fizica cuantica. Ultimii sustineau imprevizibilitatea componentelor microuniversului, caracterul aleator al manifestarilor microuniversului, hazardul comportamental al microparticolelor, toate in opozitie evidenta cu pozitia lui Einstein vis-a-vis de perfectiunea constructiei totului, de altfel spunand " Dumnezeu nu arunca cu zaruri!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imaginati-va va rog un geniu cautand chiar si-n ultimele zile ale vietii sa-si astearna inainte de a adormi, intr-un set de ecuatii, visul cel mult visat pe parcursul intregii sale vieti, in timp ce, mai tinerii fizicieni faceau progrese spectaculoase pe taramul fizicii cuantice; vor apare asadar doua noi mari forte ce explica manifestari ale universului si anume forta nucleara tare si forta nucleara slaba, in timp ce fortele personajului nostru, incep al lasa. Tabloul s-a intregit (vezi Foto.1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despre celelalte trei fotografii, se pot asterne pagini intregi. Va voi spune deocamdata mai pe scurt, cu promisiunea ca voi reveni, ca portivit urmasului lui Einstein, considerat a fi Stephen Hawking, o noua teorie apartinand insa sec. XXI aparuse in sec.XX = &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;teoria stringurilor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (a corzilor) un nou cerc sau o noua sfera mult mai larga ce-si propune sa &lt;strong&gt;inglobeze&lt;/strong&gt; cele dinainte si totodata ea insasi sa devina punct de plecare pentru altii; si aici ma opresc revenind la &lt;strong&gt;citatul&lt;/strong&gt; lui Einstein, care in ultima parte a vietii retras fiind in propria-i teorie, neglijand oarecum descoperirile din lumea subatomica, totusi are fantastica &lt;strong&gt;intuitie&lt;/strong&gt; si a constata, ceea ce multa vreme dupa el se confirma sau urmeaza a fi confirmat si experimental, aceea ca: intreg universul &lt;strong&gt;danseaza&lt;/strong&gt; pe o melodie inca necunoscuta, la nivelul unor corzi infime, mangaiate de nu stiu cine &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, asemeni mainii ce usor, delicat poarta arcusul pe corzile unui violoncel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jdznz-i1IN8"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jdznz-i1IN8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-3849466257760515079?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='VISUL LUI EINSTEIN'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/3849466257760515079/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2008/12/visul-lui-einstein.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/3849466257760515079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/3849466257760515079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2008/12/visul-lui-einstein.html' title='VISUL LUI EINSTEIN'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVEfKbkxppI/AAAAAAAAABs/Fj4ckAxBbMI/s72-c/bscap0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510466460564524946.post-3527248707121958767</id><published>2008-12-23T14:04:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:34:56.870+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INCEPUTURI'/><title type='text'>BINE ATI INTRAT IN AL MEU UNIVERS......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVDYG-H72nI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pWls8YUcEtk/s1600-h/u9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282959977172687474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVDYG-H72nI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pWls8YUcEtk/s320/u9.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .............o cautare, o intelegere, o reflectare a celui ce ne-nconjoara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510466460564524946-3527248707121958767?l=iusbug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com' title='BINE ATI INTRAT IN AL MEU UNIVERS......'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/feeds/3527248707121958767/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2008/12/bine-ati-intrat-in-al-meu-univers.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/3527248707121958767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510466460564524946/posts/default/3527248707121958767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iusbug.blogspot.com/2008/12/bine-ati-intrat-in-al-meu-univers.html' title='BINE ATI INTRAT IN AL MEU UNIVERS......'/><author><name>IULIUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00813047328635728308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/Sb6hzR7HfHI/AAAAAAAAALo/FQfxXlNlzqI/S220/ALBASTRU.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5o0hke5IaiI/SVDYG-H72nI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pWls8YUcEtk/s72-c/u9.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
