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The ex Hitler YouthVesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15390020901033513032noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610993.post-56193785681377945202008-04-08T09:52:00.000+10:002008-04-08T09:52:00.000+10:00Oh, life is bigger It's bigger than you And you ar...Oh, life is bigger <BR/>It's bigger than you <BR/><BR/>And you are not me <BR/><BR/>The lengths that I will go to <BR/>The distance in your eyes <BR/><BR/>Oh no, I've said too much <BR/>I set it up <BR/><BR/>That's me in the corner <BR/>That's me in the spotlight, I'mLosing my religion <BR/><BR/>Trying to keep up with you <BR/>And I don't know if I can do it <BR/><BR/>Oh no, I've said too much <BR/>I haven't said enough <BR/><BR/>I thought that I heard you laughing <BR/>I thought that I heard you sing <BR/><BR/>I think I thought I saw you try <BR/>Every whisperOf every waking hour I'm <BR/><BR/>Choosing my confessions <BR/>Trying to keep an eye on you <BR/><BR/>Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool <BR/>Oh no, I've said too muchI set it up <BR/><BR/>Consider this <BR/>Consider this <BR/><BR/>The hint of the century <BR/>Consider this <BR/><BR/>The slip that brought me <BR/>To my knees failed <BR/><BR/>What if all these fantasies <BR/>Come flailing around <BR/><BR/>Now I've said too much <BR/>I thought that I heard you laughing <BR/><BR/>I thought that I heard you sing <BR/>I think I thought I saw you try <BR/><BR/>But that was just a dream <BR/>That was just a dream <BR/><BR/>But that was just a dream <BR/>Try, cry, why try? <BR/><BR/>That was just a dream <BR/>Just a dream, just a dream <BR/><BR/><BR/>i surrendered my member sheep to the catlik church <BR/>i wont be led up the rong path <BR/><BR/>Jesus was anti-religion <BR/>He was born a Jew <BR/><BR/>the christains formed more religions <BR/>they lost sight of 'Love of God and neighbour' <BR/><BR/>the central tenet in all religions <BR/><BR/><BR/>our parish is raising 20 lakhs or more <BR/>to build a church <BR/>for the greater glory of God <BR/><BR/>they had a sizable amount raised which cud have gone to Tsunami survivors <BR/>but they want a church <BR/><BR/>the muslims say Namaz on the streets <BR/>they dont need fans <BR/><BR/>and shelter from the heatAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610993.post-3488337195495603892008-04-08T07:51:00.000+10:002008-04-08T07:51:00.000+10:00, Avik's wife's diary, I asked him what was wrong ..., Avik's wife's diary, <BR/><BR/>I asked him what was wrong - he said, "Nothing."<BR/>I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said it had nothing<BR/>to do with me and not to worry.<BR/><BR/>On the way home I told him that I loved him, he simply smiled and kept<BR/>driving. I can't explain his behavior; I don't know why he didn't say,<BR/>"I love you, too."<BR/><BR/>When we got home I felt as if I ad lost him, as if he wanted nothing to<BR/>do with me anymore.<BR/><BR/>He just sat there and watched TV.; he seemed distant and absent. Finally<BR/>I decided to go to bed. About 10 minutes later he came to bed.<BR/><BR/>I decided that I could not take it anymore, so I decided to confront him<BR/>with the situation but he had fallen asleep. I started crying and cried<BR/>until I too fell asleep.<BR/><BR/>I don't know what to do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts are with<BR/>someone else and some new has entered his life. My life is a disaster.<BR/><BR/>. . .<BR/><BR/>. . .<BR/><BR/>. . ..<BR/><BR/>. . .<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>. . .<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>. . .<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>. .. .<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>. . .<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>, AVIK's DIARY, <BR/><BR/>Today India lost the cricket match. DAMN IT !!<BR/><BR/>8:53 AMAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610993.post-47008999132746655872008-04-08T05:17:00.000+10:002008-04-08T05:17:00.000+10:00If for an instant God were to forget that I am rag...If for an instant God were to forget that I am rag doll and gifted me with a piece of life,<BR/>possibly I wouldn't say all that I think,<BR/>but rather I would think of all that I say.<BR/>I would value things,<BR/>not for their worth but for what they mean.<BR/>I would sleep little, dream more,<BR/>understanding that for each minute we close our eyes we lose sixty seconds of light.<BR/>I would walk when others hold back.<BR/>I would wake when others sleep.<BR/>I would listen when others talk,<BR/>and how I would enjoy a good chocolate ice cream!<BR/>If God were to give me a piece of life,<BR/>I would dress simply,<BR/>throw myself face first into the sun,<BR/>baring not only my body but also my soul.<BR/>My God, if I had a heart, I would write my hate on ice,<BR/>and wait for the sun to show.<BR/>Over the stars I would paint with a Van Gogh dream a Benedetti poem,<BR/>and a Serrat song would be the serenade I'd offer to the moon.<BR/>With my tears I would water roses,<BR/>to feel the pain of their thorns,<BR/>and the red kiss of their petals.<BR/><BR/>My God, if I had a piece of life...<BR/>I wouldn't let a single day pass without telling the people I love that I love them.<BR/>I would convince each woman and each man that they are my favorites,<BR/>and I would live in love with love.<BR/>I would show men how very wrong they are to think that they cease to be in love when they grow old,<BR/>not knowing that they grow old when they cease to love!<BR/>To a child I shall give wings,<BR/>but I shall let him learn to fly on his own.<BR/>I would teach the old that death does not come with old age,<BR/>but with forgetting.<BR/>So much have I learned from you, oh men...<BR/><BR/>I have learned that everyone wants to live on the peak of the mountain,<BR/>without knowing that real happiness is in how it is scaled.<BR/>I have learned that when a newborn child squeezes for the first time with his tiny fist his father's finger,<BR/>he has him trapped forever.<BR/>I have learned that a man has the right to look down on another only when he has to help the other get to his feet.<BR/>From you I have learned so many things,<BR/>but in truth they won't be of much use,<BR/>for when I keep them within this suitcase,<BR/>unhappily shall I be dying.<BR/><BR/>Gabriel Garcia Marquez<BR/><BR/>Polish version: Cudowne Zycie<BR/><BR/>Autor: MARIA o 13:17 0 komentarze <BR/>poniedziaĆek, 31 marzec 2008Jimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09793792829148051260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610993.post-25649792260900613632008-04-08T00:14:00.000+10:002008-04-08T00:14:00.000+10:00I agree 100 per centpope Benedict is a ratI surren...I agree 100 per cent<BR/>pope Benedict is a rat<BR/>I surrendered my mebership of the catlik church when he became Pope<BR/><BR/>in contrast Pope Paul II apologized to Galileo<BR/>who was imprisoned and died in his cell<BR/><BR/>for saying that the Earth revolves round the sun<BR/><BR/>which the catlik church says is contrary to what the Bible saysAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com