Copying Beethowen

People, do you know this person –

Ludwig Van Beethoven?! Everybody knows him, I think its good to know at least his name. You don’t have to be a classical music freak, he has been Genius. Really Genius in full sense.

Ok, something what I caught out of that movie:
Dreams can be wonderful, but they can be dangerous.
How much we are aloud to dream, how much I can let myself be a princess, walk on catwalk and be very smiley and happy girl? How much I can think of having at least three degrees, being so wise and clever, that other people would be interested in me to listen? Is it aloud for me to think about the guy who will be the Right one for me. Am feeling like a kid, who still have to wait for that. Just next to me is somebody who was waiting and she has accomplished that waiting task. (Stab in heart. Am a loser)

Loneliness is my religion.
Another Stab. I found myself making it up.

Vibrations in the air are God’s speaking to man’s soul.
Musicians are close to God.

That’s something more mysterious, what we can hear mostly in classical music. it is totally spiritual, filled with so much feelings and thoughts, musical expectations. Every note has been sounding in somebody’s head, and then it has become alive.. Produced by dozens of musical instruments, what ends up in breath taking composition of sounds and “high class” music.
I actually have no clue about all that (stab), just the feeling by listening to this music, takes my breath and heart away. Music, that talks to heart without words and nice voice.

Unrated
Get on your knees, and kiss, passionately. (Anna, copyist, + Martin, iron man)

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Apart from that, there were just Male people who told me about this movie, as being excellent, i kind of trusted them. Now, i know.. no matter how good the movie seems for the Male person, you can never be sure about that, whether it is worth seeing it.

the best comment: "After seeing movie, there is motivation to go to gym"!

Male person' s thinking.. :the bigger muscles, the bigger satisfaction with myself.
v. impressive thinking.. :) personally.. no objections against muscles till some limits, of course. the most useful thing of muscles, i guess is, that you can lift more than others. Any other reasons?

Basically, a lot of heads were flying, a lot of Male sounds, strong passion of fight and winning (v. typical for Male person). a lot of disgusting, grouse faces.. who can bear it, they can watch it.

Are we individuals or blacks and whites?

When i see the person, one of the first things i reckognise is colour of skin. It is so obvious, and i can't close my eyes and look at the colour of shirt. that's ridiculous. what is better - to reckonginze the style of clothes or color of skin? What is better to look in eyes or listen to accent? We all are so different, there is not a copy of us.

When i start to know the person, the first thing is i learn what nationality the person is. people who meet me, i maybe the first Latvian they meet in their lives, and i know that i carry the responsibility to share about me and my culture. And i know that there is no perfect nationality, but in each one us is hiding complex of inferiotirty or superiority.

I learn the things the person's culture does, i learn the language specialities, i learn the values. like lately, it was so weird to hear foerm Indian, that he does not know Ten Commandments, and when you meet this person you, realise there is no account on good or bad in his heart acdcording to God's laws about stealing, lying, killing..

after all, i learn the heart of the person. I know what person cares for, i know what are his dreams, i know how far the person would go to reach his dreams, i know what makes him smile and what hurts him.

There is no british, nigerian, latvian or chinese.

Only God the creator is fully equipped to look at us as real beings, at our hearts. Humans are too destroyed, too sinful to see the real beauty of heart. Thats the greatest achievement in relationships with people around us.

And every time i have the Nasty thought of any nationality,based on my stupid subjectivity and stereotypes, i wanna dig myself in the ditch, and hide my blushing face.

Every time when i pass blossoming oranges, i wanna stop and close my and and take a deep breath. It just makes me reajoice on the beauty of creation of this world. So natural, so beautiful. I wann disapear in this sweet smell, and take a deep breath again..

Can anybody tell me who has created "Hasan's beach"? Who has made something so enjoyable, so great, that the mind forgets the sorrows and otherconcerns and the awe of beauty of this great beach. I was so happy, enjoyin sun and water and chillin waves. ahh!!

Then i lost Frisbee.
Then i went to look for it.
Then i called in loud voice - Frisbee! Frisbee!!
there was this suggestions then frisbee went into sea, and i got so scared that he will never come back.
Then i went along the sea bit looking for him.
Then i found Frisbee.
I felt like a Woman who has lost one of the coins and then she founds it and wants to tell everybody about it. (if you don' t know this parable - this is it

"What woman having ten silver coins, if she loses one of them, does not light a lamp, and search carefully until she finds it? When she has found it, she calls together her friends and neighbors, saying, 'Rejoice with me, for I have found the coin that I had lost.' " (Luke 15:8-9)

More about Parables of Jesus

:) big laugh!

on 1st April post.. all what is said there, was not true. JOKE!!

april, april

Joku diena

tatad, shi diena ir visshausmigaka diena mana muza. viss notiek ka pa sviestu, es cietu avarijaa, nekas traks, tikai blakussedoshais pasazieris patiesham asinjoja. un tad, man lidz bija mans 1000$ vertais kompis. ak jel. nav ko teikt, tas pa galam. es tiehsam vairs nezinu lai dara ar savu dzivi. satiku dazas draudzenes, un vinjas man sastastija tadus melus par vienu cilveku, ak jel..
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