Well, let's talk about IT :) Do you feel comfortable in your skin? Everyday?
I would argue that I know the answer. I know, I'll hate it too when someone speaks for me.
You know, in the format: "Yes, you do not understand me" or "Yes, you already know".
And I do not know about you, but I feel myself like imbecile in those moments.
So, if I was denied the right to vote and opinion. By the way, I hate when I'm limited in my right to express my opinion.
And in the net too. But ... sometimes it happens. And I think that the Internet community is one big vanity fair.
A well-known (sad fact to me) that the negative attention is attention
too. Would you like to draw attention to yourself or to what you say or
write? Say : "Fuck you all". This simple rule used by most Internet
users.
Of course, women are in a better position than men. They just can take off their bra and take pictures or post video on YouTube.
As a friend of mine said: "Boobsare guiltyof all sins". Woman less idealizes the separate bodies, she tend to eats whole person.
So that, my dear, a fetish is an invention of men and for men.
Often I can not explain the reasons why this is happening. Sometimes I tune in to the wave of a specific person. As if the source is in it, but universal receiver is in me . I have no control over it. It comes and goes independently of me. This is very similar to when you are driving in the car and change the radio wave. But in this case I'm not driver. And it's not me who press the button. Well... For example, when your life as you think, goes awry. Monotony of what is happening around you ... it is a frightening reality. And you know one treatment it is trip, travel. You find the more romantic sense in your escape from reality. Other countries, cities and culture. This helps you to get lost. But at the same time, you are required to comply with obligations to partners, colleagues, in a word, the obligations to other people. And the rules of this game ... You play by the rules, despite the fact that you are sick of what is happening. For example, the official evening. You need to be there. You should meet with certain people. You have to enchant and amaze. Standing in front of a mirror at home, look at youself, but you're afraid to look into your own eyes, because you know what exactly you'll see there. Or with loved ones... but it's other story
This is long pause in my posts and another long pause in my heart. You know, as if the rhythm was broken. Generally speaking, I come to the conclusion that we should avoid 'as usual' positions.
When you get used to anything, then this is the first step to make loose it.
But not about it.
A couple of days ago we talked (with my mom) about sacrifice. Frankly, I do not like this word, as well as the concept. No sacrifice in a relationships, it is my belief .
Somehow I disturbing to my family that I am not married. Strange for me to get married just because I should do it. It is also strange to have children just because I should. In relation to children it is not only strange but also cruelly. It is generally accepted that the parental instinct awakens in you as soon as you take the baby in your arms. This is nonsense. Most films with a tearful melodramatic endings are the tools for maintain the fiction of social significance of moment. Women should not become a mother as a result of mental or physical abuse. From my point of view, the mother - this is not a social role, and not the position in the global corporation, this is a state of mind, the way of the senses. It is impossible to wake up as mother one morning.
Physiologically - definitely yes. You will have a certificate which will be written "Mother." But what changes?
Why today do women give birth later in life? This is not a fixation on a career, as is commonly assumed.
Quite simply, we have a lot of the older generation of women, our mothers and grandmothers, aunts, etc who have became mothers by 'coincidence'. Today's generation is sated by sacrifices.
Finding conventional balance in life - this is the only solution.
I do not think it is a high degree of manifestation of fatherly feelings when a parent gives a child to understand what was laid on the altar of his upbringing.
Is This self-justification of failure as a parent or as a professional? New generation of women is not mad in they feminist ecstasy. No.
I dare to hope for more meaningful actions; and no more the sacrificial scaffold for other's strange notions of 'right things'.
Scientists havecategorizedLove.
Love has been put on a par with such notable deviations as alcoholism, kleptomania, drug etc.
Love from a chemical point of view - this is a cocktail of dopamine, oxytocin, vasopressin and epinephrine.
I know one simple fact that love is not only an altered state of consciousness, but the whole body also.
And yet, I think it's unrealistic, it is unrealistic to try to categorize the love.
They say that love is a disease of the number F63.9
I woke up, showered, made coffee, turned on the TV ... Onenewson allnews channelsand the Internet -Steve Jobshas died. Only few of us knew him personally, but why is such a longing and sadness and sorrow? For millions people? I believe that Jobs was a man of dreams. In addition, his work speak for it much more eloquently. And now it's some a persistent sense of loss, we have lost, no doubt, a brilliant visionary who was able to make the dream a reality.
