<?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-2324396575873372798</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:17:11.936-07:00</updated><category term='earth changes'/><category term='spiritual III'/><category term='spiritual I'/><category term='spiritual II'/><category term='video brain'/><category term='spiritual V'/><category term='little things of every day'/><category term='reading spiritual cont.'/><category term='reading spiritual'/><category term='self-interest reading'/><category term='pyetsori vetja'/><category term='baby Gerd'/><category term='spiritual IV'/><category term='Joke religion'/><category term='pyetsore friends'/><title type='text'>"Life is too important to be taken seriously"</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-8548218921768231523</id><published>2008-07-11T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T09:33:31.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth changes'/><title type='text'>a part for each.</title><content type='html'>This is a fragment from "What is Ascension?" found in the website www.divinecosmos.com"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Print" onclick="window.open('http://divinecosmos.com/index2.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=13&amp;amp;pop=1&amp;amp;page=0&amp;amp;Itemid=27','win2','status=no,toolbar=no,scrollbars=yes,titlebar=no,menubar=no,resizable=yes,width=640,height=480,directories=no,location=no'); return false;" href="http://divinecosmos.com/index2.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=13&amp;amp;pop=1&amp;amp;page=0&amp;amp;Itemid=27" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="E-mail" onclick="window.open('http://divinecosmos.com/index2.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=emailform&amp;amp;id=13&amp;amp;itemid=27','win2','status=no,toolbar=no,scrollbars=yes,titlebar=no,menubar=no,resizable=yes,width=400,height=250,directories=no,location=no'); return false;" href="http://divinecosmos.com/index2.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=emailform&amp;amp;id=13&amp;amp;itemid=27" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is It Real? If So, Am I Gonna Make It?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;By David Wilcock 9/26/03&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Is “all this Ascension stuff” for real, or is it just the imbecile fantasy of people deeply divorced from reality? Here is what the media never tells you, at least not all at once.&lt;br /&gt;We all know that the Earth is experiencing global warming and other changes, whether the petroleum giants like it or not. Just read the headlines.&lt;br /&gt;What we may NOT know is the following:&lt;br /&gt;SUN: The Sun’s magnetic field is over 230 percent stronger now than it was at the beginning of the 1900s, and its overall energetic activity has sizably increased, creating a frenzy of activity that continues to embarrass NASA’s official predictions.&lt;br /&gt;VENUS: Venus is now glowing in the dark, as is Jupiter’s moon Io.&lt;br /&gt;EARTH: In the last 30 years, Earth’s icecaps have thinned out by as much as 40 percent. Quite inexplicably, just since 1997 the structure of the Earth has shifted from being slightly more egg-shaped, or elongated at the poles, to more pumpkin-shaped, or flattened at the poles. No one at NASA has even bothered to try to explain this yet.&lt;br /&gt;MARS: The icecaps of Mars noticeably melted just within one year, causing 50-percent changes in surface features. Atmospheric density had risen by 200 percent above previous observations as of 1997.&lt;br /&gt;JUPITER: Jupiter has become so highly energized that it is now surrounded by a visibly glowing donut tube of energy in the path of the moon Io. The size of Jupiter’s magnetic field has more than doubled since 1992.&lt;br /&gt;SATURN: Saturn’s polar regions have been noticeably brightening, and its magnetic field strength increasing.&lt;br /&gt;URANUS: According to NASA’s Voyager II space probe, Uranus and Neptune both appear to have had recent magnetic pole shifts – 60 degrees for Uranus and 50 for Neptune.&lt;br /&gt;NEPTUNE: Neptune has become 40 percent brighter in infrared since 1996, and is fully 100-percent brighter in certain areas. Also, Neptune’s moon Triton has had a “very large percentage increase” in atmospheric pressure and temperature, comparable to a 22-degree Fahrenheit increase on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;PLUTO: As of September 2002, Pluto has experienced a 300-percent increase in its atmospheric pressure in the last 14 years, while also becoming noticeably darker in color.&lt;br /&gt;Everything you have just read is referenced from mainstream media sources, and the full list of relevant links can be found within &lt;a href="http://www.divinecosmos.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=102&amp;amp;Itemid=36"&gt;chapter eight of Divine Cosmos&lt;/a&gt;. The whole key to mass media control is to ensure that these facts are never seen all at the same time. It becomes “all too weird” once we add in the ever-increasingly stressful socio-political events on Earth, such as a “perpetual war against terrorism,” with the smirking Bush as Wild-West-Messiah-In-Chief playing “Bring ‘em On for Armageddon,” along with the fulfillment of many other ancient prophecies, including those of the Judeo-Christian Bible.&lt;br /&gt;Here at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;DivineCosmos.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, we have freely published a compelling scientific case for there being a Convergence, Shift of the Ages, dimensional shift or Ascension now underway. When this solar-system-wide process is complete, estimated to be within the timeframe of 2010-2013, we can expect an “Omega Point” event that is literally “beyond our wildest dreams.” The changes in the Solar System are only the more obvious and physical result of these changes, where the energy of consciousness itself is being upgraded, causing mass evolution to occur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-8548218921768231523?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/8548218921768231523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=8548218921768231523' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/8548218921768231523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/8548218921768231523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-very-incredible-things-to-be-aware.html' title='a part for each.'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-3683158444659242480</id><published>2008-07-03T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T08:39:15.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love-smile-love</title><content type='html'>When Gerdi smiles,&lt;br /&gt;you feel ecstasy,&lt;br /&gt;your chest expands,&lt;br /&gt;with love, uncut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Gerdi smiles,&lt;br /&gt;you run to him,&lt;br /&gt;to hold that smile,&lt;br /&gt;to take it everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;as proof of happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-3683158444659242480?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/3683158444659242480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=3683158444659242480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/3683158444659242480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/3683158444659242480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2008/07/smile-love-smile-love.html' title='love-smile-love'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-2356356195621729866</id><published>2008-06-18T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:18:41.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little things of every day'/><title type='text'>the printer</title><content type='html'>soft gray with a few dark spots&lt;br /&gt;sleek design with bumpy areas&lt;br /&gt;it works well when u treat it gently&lt;br /&gt;if you overwork it, it jams up&lt;br /&gt;it speaks only when you initiate conversation&lt;br /&gt;it has buttons you can push&lt;br /&gt;ink runs out, needs to be filled again&lt;br /&gt;it has holes for breathing&lt;br /&gt;u have to know how to work it&lt;br /&gt;once u know, it's simple&lt;br /&gt;each one is slightly different&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-2356356195621729866?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/2356356195621729866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=2356356195621729866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/2356356195621729866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/2356356195621729866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2008/06/printer.html' title='the printer'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-6244580954341629275</id><published>2008-04-17T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T13:24:11.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>si peme</title><content type='html'>an adorable albanian music video...the only one maybe?! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZWsoxOWd-60"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZWsoxOWd-60&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-6244580954341629275?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/6244580954341629275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=6244580954341629275' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/6244580954341629275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/6244580954341629275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2008/04/si-peme.html' title='si peme'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-5238905110713767211</id><published>2008-03-21T14:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T14:04:43.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video brain'/><title type='text'>amazing video about the brain</title><content type='html'>This is an 18 minute long piece on how the two halves of the human&lt;br /&gt;brain work, told in a profoundly moving first-person story by a&lt;br /&gt;Harvard research neurologist who had a stroke and lived to tell the&lt;br /&gt;fascinating story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.microclesia.com/?p=320" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.microclesia.com/?p&lt;wbr&gt;=320&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have probably never pictured what it means to have a stroke/hemoragji cerebrale. Here is it with more clarity than I ever thought possible. This is just too amazing to pass by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-5238905110713767211?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/5238905110713767211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=5238905110713767211' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/5238905110713767211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/5238905110713767211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2008/03/amazing-video-about-brain.html' title='amazing video about the brain'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-2641366026612595738</id><published>2008-02-28T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T11:05:13.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired and sleepy at 12:30 am.</title><content type='html'>I will answer this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;questionnaire&lt;/span&gt; on my own terms. I might feel the need to answer some of the questions by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pretending&lt;/span&gt; to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt;, like my co-workers. well, they don't pretend to be Japanese, they are. but they do have a "funny" accent and have trouble with the use of he/she etc. I like to make fun, sometimes. bad person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Do you smoke &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ciggs&lt;/span&gt;? - I secondhand smoke. don't like being the center of attention, you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you kissed somebody in the last 2 weeks? - HAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who's the last person that came to your house? - he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Evisa&lt;/span&gt;, my friend from back home with his husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Miss someone? - HAI. I have emotion for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;famiry&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Is there anyone you would like to fight? - no no no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nooo&lt;/span&gt;. why fight. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;rike&lt;/span&gt; everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you like someone right now? - HAI. she is my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Song playing? - Will &amp;amp; Grace theme song. I'll be there for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;youuuu&lt;/span&gt;. no wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What are you doing tomorrow? - I go to work. I sit. I chew. I listen to people around me sneeze and talk in a strange language. they do that a lot. then haircut with new guy. Nigel. then, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Norbit&lt;/span&gt; time. how *you* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;doin&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you know what tofu is? - HAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever eaten it? - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Miso&lt;/span&gt; soup is very delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you want to go back to middle school? - not especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you ever watched the Britney Spears movie? - nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What did you do yesterday? - watched some coverage of the presidential erection... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who did you ride in a car with last? - taxi driver... airport ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you tired? - sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who were you with today/tonight? - me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Yoshino&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;san&lt;/span&gt; put in some quality time, as I have to train her to back me up at work. tonight, with my TV. wide dark and handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Where is your mother right now? - oh boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What color socks do you have on? - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;brack&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What color is the shirt you are wearing? - t-shirt. comic relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Where is the best place you have ever visited? - I thought too long about this, so I'm not gonna answer it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you think barbie is a negative role model for young girls? - I've bought them for my cousins, and they like them, and I had a doll when I was little, and she didn't look much different than Barbie. I named her Aurora. I mean, I don't think it's that big of a deal. buy different kinds of dolls and let the kids decide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How long does it take you to get ready to go out? - not too long. I wait 'til last minute to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Does your family own any boats? - we had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;gomone&lt;/span&gt; in the family, but of course that did not last long, and I never got to ride on it. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you ever kissed your cat? - I don't have a cat. But I'm sure I've been nice to a few in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Where were you when 9/11 happened? - New Jersey, getting ready for work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Describe the computer you are currently using? - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;macbook&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;brack&lt;/span&gt;, and pretentious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you been outside of the U.S.? - I *heart* international airports. You always feel cooler, or more sophisticated, than you really are. oops, maybe that's just moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. The last text you received on your mobile was from? - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt;. love and light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Ever had a crush on a teacher? - yeah I'm sure, there was a music teacher with long hair. Mr. Roooland. he was the coolest in our high school. but unfortunately he wasn't into teenagers, but into cougars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you wish at 11:11? - I guess I'll be the only one to say this. um. yes i do, sometimes. i was never gonna admit it, never thought anyone would ask such a direct question, but yes, I have. it's silly, but in our privacy we all do "silly" things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. contacts or glasses? - I used to wear blue lenses when I was 16 for like 6 months, and now my driver &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;licence&lt;/span&gt; forever says blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Next vacation you're going on? - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;albania&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;june&lt;/span&gt;. like moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you play any instruments? - others do it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you have any piercings? - ears. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;earring&lt;/span&gt; sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Last person you hugged? - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ruru&lt;/span&gt;/lulu/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;bubu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. In the last 24 hours what did you do? - don't like to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;consciously&lt;/span&gt; repeat myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.Who/What made you angry today? - no anger issues today ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you download music? - I download books. pretty cool actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Has anyone ever sang or played music for you personally? - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;. not that I can recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you love anyone? - many. sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Have you ever bungee jumped? - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, I did skydive. I never thought at that moment that I would be bragging about it so many times over the years... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Ever have an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;antfarm&lt;/span&gt;? - um no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you find yourself loved? - sure, a little by a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Where is the weirdest place you have slept? - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;airport&lt;/span&gt;. on my senior year of high school we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Florida&lt;/span&gt; with my class, and people took more than a dozen shots of me sleeping at the airport, on the airplane, and wherever people were buzzing. buzzing people gave me comfort, so I slept... but that was long ago...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-2641366026612595738?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/2641366026612595738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=2641366026612595738' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/2641366026612595738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/2641366026612595738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-will-answer-this-questionnaire-in-my.html' title='tired and sleepy at 12:30 am.'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-6524824203615828454</id><published>2008-02-01T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T06:52:07.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear vs. Love</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;Every action taken by human beings is based in love or fear, not simply those dealing with relationships.&lt;br /&gt;Decisions affecting business, industry, politics, religion, the education of our young, the social agenda of our nations, the econimic goals of your society, choices involving war, peace, attack, defense, aggression, submission; determinations to covet or give away, to save or to share, to unite or to divide - every single free choice you ever undertake arises out of one of the only two possible thoughts there are: a thought of love or a thought of fear.&lt;br /&gt;Fear is the energy which contracts, closes down, draws in, runs, hides, hoards, harms.&lt;br /&gt;Love is the eneergy which expands, opens up, sends out, stays, reveals, shares, heals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear wraps our bodies in clothing, love allws us to stand naked. Fear clings to and clutches all that we have, love gives all that we have away. Fear holds close, love holds dear. Fear grasps, love lets go. Fear rankles, love soothes. Fear attacks, love amends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Every human thought, word, or deed is based in one emotion or the other. You have no choice about this, because there is nothing else from which to choose. But you have free choice about which of these to select&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Conversations with God&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-6524824203615828454?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/6524824203615828454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=6524824203615828454' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/6524824203615828454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/6524824203615828454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2008/02/fear-vs-love.html' title='Fear vs. Love'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-2803486803143043741</id><published>2008-01-29T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T12:28:02.890-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading spiritual cont.'/><title type='text'>the quality of the steps you take...</title><content type='html'>I found this interesting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Let’s say that you are a business person and after two years of intense stress and strain you finally managed to come out with a product or service that sells well and makes money. Success???!!! In conventional terms yes.&lt;br /&gt;In reality you spend two years polluting your body as well as the earth with negative energy. You made yourself and everyone around you, miserable. And you affected many others you never even met. The opinion of the masses is that success is a future event, and the end justifies the means. But the end and the means are one. And if the means did not contribute to human happiness neither with the end. The outcome, already contaminated by the actions you took to get there, will create further unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;What the future holds for you depends on the steps you take now.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from: A New Earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-2803486803143043741?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/2803486803143043741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=2803486803143043741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/2803486803143043741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/2803486803143043741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2008/01/quality-of-steps-you-take.html' title='the quality of the steps you take...'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-7145865394649874252</id><published>2007-11-27T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T08:24:13.451-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual V'/><title type='text'>reminder for myself.</title><content type='html'>recognize thought as thought.&lt;br /&gt;don't take it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;ending of thought,&lt;br /&gt;no thought,&lt;br /&gt;old thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;new thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;"yes, but this is how it is"&lt;br /&gt;it's not how it is,&lt;br /&gt;it's just a thought about it,&lt;br /&gt;one of many many possible perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;tiny perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;this one is true,&lt;br /&gt;and another one is also true.&lt;br /&gt;one thought can not hold an entire truth.&lt;br /&gt;the creep is also a saint,&lt;br /&gt;maybe it hasn't been seen,&lt;br /&gt;but it's there.&lt;br /&gt;some silly thought&lt;br /&gt;is just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inspired by the power of now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-7145865394649874252?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/7145865394649874252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=7145865394649874252' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/7145865394649874252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/7145865394649874252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2007/11/reminder-for-myself.html' title='reminder for myself.'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-6481486312809513278</id><published>2007-11-21T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T13:55:55.270-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual IV'/><title type='text'>alone</title><content type='html'>based on the teaching that: suffering does not arise from loneliness but from fear of loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am alone is a fact.&lt;br /&gt;I am lonely is a story.&lt;br /&gt;feeling of lack.&lt;br /&gt;what will the world do to me?&lt;br /&gt;what will the world think of me?&lt;br /&gt;monstrous figure in my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;when I run away from it.&lt;br /&gt;but face it completely,&lt;br /&gt;and a shift happens.&lt;br /&gt;you go beyond,&lt;br /&gt;let the scenery change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easier said than done, I know, but I wanted to put this out there. if we have something ahead to shoot for, we might be less preocupied with the current life situation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-6481486312809513278?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/6481486312809513278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=6481486312809513278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/6481486312809513278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/6481486312809513278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2007/11/alone.html' title='alone'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-230141108106860582</id><published>2007-11-19T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T10:24:39.713-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual III'/><title type='text'>To go back there...</title><content type='html'>Few drinks to slow down the mind.&lt;br /&gt;Certain drugs to free you.&lt;br /&gt;Moments of sex to slow it some more.&lt;br /&gt;Some hours of tv.&lt;br /&gt;To numb the mind&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;And the mind is back.&lt;br /&gt;Where am I now:&lt;br /&gt;Pre-thought,&lt;br /&gt;below thought,&lt;br /&gt;like a plant,&lt;br /&gt;or an animal,&lt;br /&gt;in harmony.&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;We all do it,&lt;br /&gt;But this is not a human’s path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have very abrupt endings I know.&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by "the power of Now"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-230141108106860582?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/230141108106860582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=230141108106860582' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/230141108106860582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/230141108106860582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-go-back-there.html' title='To go back there...'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-1055734056052027657</id><published>2007-11-15T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T13:36:13.243-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual II'/><title type='text'>Embracing...</title><content type='html'>Sartre said: Hell is other poeple... (les outre)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ego believes this phrase.&lt;br /&gt;Hell is other people more often than not.&lt;br /&gt;Even people who give you heaven, give you hell after sometime.&lt;br /&gt;Our expectations can not be fullfilled.&lt;br /&gt;So, what to do... as always ... we find out we can't rely on other people, so we are frustrated. Some people reach despair, thinking it's all so pointless. then you reach the state of sarcasm and bitterness and resentment. Life hasn't played its part. this deep belief of the world is preventing me from being myself, sets in. You believe Everyone is an obsticle to being myself.&lt;br /&gt;Absurd. Absurd. Absurd.&lt;br /&gt;Some will weep and wail until the very end. please let there be a different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the lesson&lt;/strong&gt;: there is an undestructible part of us. no matter the mess we have made of our life. The undestructible part of us, is not touched by any of the mess. The original essence is there. It can be discovered. Some call it grace, the redeeming factor of life. some get there from suffering and some get there from teachings such as this one.&lt;br /&gt;There is so much pain to come out first. I hope to not run out of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by "the Power of Now".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-1055734056052027657?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/1055734056052027657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=1055734056052027657' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/1055734056052027657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/1055734056052027657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2007/11/embracing.html' title='Embracing...'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-9204006392154988682</id><published>2007-11-12T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T12:02:39.330-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual I'/><title type='text'>Lost in one dimension: thought</title><content type='html'>this rusty attempt at a poem is inspired by reading "the Power of now".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me me me,&lt;br /&gt;defending me,&lt;br /&gt;completing me,&lt;br /&gt;continuous seeking,&lt;br /&gt;continuous conflict.&lt;br /&gt;obessed by things,&lt;br /&gt;filled up with things,&lt;br /&gt;posessed by things,&lt;br /&gt;in the grip of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;my attention is needed,&lt;br /&gt;things need to be dealt with,&lt;br /&gt;but deal with one thing here,&lt;br /&gt;three more pop up there.&lt;br /&gt;not alone for long,&lt;br /&gt;not relaxed for long,&lt;br /&gt;succesful one day,&lt;br /&gt;miserable the next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-9204006392154988682?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/9204006392154988682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=9204006392154988682' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/9204006392154988682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/9204006392154988682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2007/11/lost-in-one-dimension.html' title='Lost in one dimension: thought'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-6307776816074362627</id><published>2007-10-25T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T10:07:57.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pyetsori vetja'/><title type='text'>Pyetsori, koh na mori.</title><content type='html'>Ja dhe pergjijget e mia te gjaaaata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ngjyra e syve? – kafe me jeshil. sy mo.&lt;br /&gt;2. Makina e preferuar? - volvo cross country. me pelqen forma.&lt;br /&gt;3. Me të mëngjrën a me të djathtën? - me te djathten bej me shume pune.&lt;br /&gt;4. Këpucët që veshe sot? – cizme shiu, prej rrobe, leckamane.&lt;br /&gt;5. Frika? - po mundohem ti reduktoj, se lista eshte e gjate, edhe nuk jane gjera te kendshme.&lt;br /&gt;6. Qëllimi që do donit të arrinit këtë vit? – te behet me dokumenta partneri.&lt;br /&gt;7. Mendimi i parë në mëngjes? – edhe pese minuta gjum.&lt;br /&gt;8. Koha e gjumit? – varet&lt;br /&gt;9. Pepsi apo Koka? – uje mix me crystal light puder (caj)&lt;br /&gt;10. E dalë në grup apo dyshe? – e drejta, kur dal me shqiptare preferoj sa me pak njerez, se flasin te gjith njehershi, dhe e kam bezdi :) ne fakt kam shume gjera bezdi. po mundohem ti reduktoj.&lt;br /&gt;11. Çokollatë apo vanilje? - cokollate, ketu mund te shkruaj gjate. Lindt ma gjen midene.&lt;br /&gt;12. Tymos? – jo, tymos partneri sa per te dy. e kam bezdi edhe kete :)&lt;br /&gt;13. Këndon? – po, (belle, mos u cudit) kendoj, dhe kur degjoj zerin tim eshte si sinjal qe duhet te ndez radion per muzike. vete nuk e kenaq veten me tingujt qe prodhoj :)&lt;br /&gt;14. Ke rënë në dashuri? – poooo disa here, por nuk dua te jem ne maj te dallges se gremisem, preferoj me kembet ngulur ne toke.&lt;br /&gt;15. Do të martohesh një ditë? – do doja, kam qene kondra, por keto koh nuk me tremb martesa, them se me personin qe kam ne krah, do shkonim mire.&lt;br /&gt;16. A shkon mirë me prindërit? – ah, jam shkeputur nga ata fizikisht prej shume vitesh, nuk kam pasur shume strese nga kjo ane. nderkoh jam kujdesur per ta, me mirnjohje per kohen qe u kujdesen per mua.&lt;br /&gt;17. I bie ndonjë vegle muzikore? – jo, por me gishtat sec ngateroj kur kam ndonje kenge ne mendje.&lt;br /&gt;18. A ke tymosur muajt e fundit? – jo&lt;br /&gt;19. Candy bar i preferuar? – lindt chocolate truffles (white and dark)&lt;br /&gt;20. Ke dalë me ndonjë çun muajt e fundit? – kam dal dhe jam kenaqur. eshte goxha djale&lt;br /&gt;21. Kur ishe e vogël...? – si gjith te tjeret, e bindur dhe jo, e qeshur dhe qaramane, e lezetshme dhe inatceshe, e forte fizikisht dhe frikacake...&lt;br /&gt;22. Të kanë thënë ndonjëherë " bishtpërdredhur"? – kur isha e vogel e kisha per turp, por qe kur ika nga vendlindja, s'i pjerdh me ato shprehje...&lt;br /&gt;23. Ke vjedhë ndonjëherë në dyqan? – po, njehere nje unaze plastike 5 dollareshe nga dyqani, kur isha 16 vjec, dhe sa kisha ardh ne amerike. turp... se me pa kushuriri im amerikan, edhe me dyshonte pastaj.&lt;br /&gt;24. C'do bëhesh kur të rritesh? – jam accountan-teze&lt;br /&gt;25. Tatuazhe? – jo i kam inat gjelperat.&lt;br /&gt;26. Njeriu i famshëm i preferuar? – se mos i kemi njohur ne ta, te mire na jane dukur.&lt;br /&gt;27. Skuadra e zemrës? – me italine kam qene, dhe qaja si gomare ne nje nga kampinatet e botes, edhe qe kur hengra nje shpulle te mire nga babi, erdha ne vete, nuk favorizoj me.&lt;br /&gt;28. I dashuri ideal? – personi me te cilin po frekuentohem, me thene te drejten, eshte ideal per mua. humor, sgjuarsi, durim, ironik.&lt;br /&gt;29. Shokët më të mirë? – jane ca njerez, qe me te vertete me kane hyre dhe u kam hyre ne zemer, dhe do i mbaj fort, e cuditshmja eshte qe kam dhene shume me shume edhe per njerez te tjere por me ata nuk u be brumi. s'di pse.&lt;br /&gt;30. Beson në dashurinë me shikimin e parë? – pse jo, edhe mund te ndodhi.&lt;br /&gt;31. Marka e preferuar e veshjeve? – kualiteti me ben per vete.&lt;br /&gt;32. Pushimet e ëndrrave ? – vetem ose dhe dyshe, treshe e me tej, kudo, me krevat afer per nani nani.&lt;br /&gt;33. Kafshë shtëpiake? – jo nuk&lt;br /&gt;34. Këngëtari i preferuar? – nuk favorizoj as ne ket ane. e degjoj pothuajse cdo lloj muzike.&lt;br /&gt;35. Filmi i preferuar? – ehe, aty me rri. kam shume, drejtori almodovar me pelqen goxha.&lt;br /&gt;36. E ke shkrepur ndonjëherë pushkën? – jo&lt;br /&gt;37. Të pëlqejnë këto pyetjet? – te thata jane, por njerezit i bejne pergjigjet interesante.&lt;br /&gt;38. Të pëlqen vetja? – me pelqen fakti qe kerkoj te mesoj gjera te reja.... per te tjerat... eh.&lt;br /&gt;39. Jam e varur prej? – mendjes, fatkeqsisht, por me pune, do mundohem ta shfrytezoj une ate, dhe jo anasjelltash sic ka ndodh deri me sot.&lt;br /&gt;40. Pija e preferuar? – me tequilen, goldshlager and southern comfort jam ndare keq, keshtu qe pak pi, dhe nuk favorizoj.&lt;br /&gt;41. Të ka vajtë mëndja skiç për njeri? – po, patjeter, torture thuaj.&lt;br /&gt;42. Guxhulitesh? – pak, me raste.&lt;br /&gt;43. Akullorja e preferuar? – ben &amp;amp; jerry cherry garcia frozen yougurt, por nuk prodhohet me.&lt;br /&gt;44. A beson në Zot? – si ta themi... besoj ne esencen qe kemi secili nga ne qe eshte nje me esencen e krijuesit.&lt;br /&gt;45. Përshkruaje veten me 3 fjalë. – impulsive (under construction), pishmanllie (under construction), e cilter :=), kokforte (definitely under construction).&lt;br /&gt;46. Dita e preferuar e javës? – e shtuna. ohoho. nuk ka nevoj te ngrihem per pune, as sot as neser.&lt;br /&gt;47. cfarë revistash lexon? – nuk jam e abonuar, por gosip revistave, ua hedh syrin ne rradhe.&lt;br /&gt;48. E ëmbël apo e thartë? – kur s'te lejohen te emblat, edhe e tharta te behet e embel. dmth te emblat.&lt;br /&gt;49. Marka e preferuar e çimçakizit? – trident&lt;br /&gt;50. Ngjyra e flokëve? – kaf&lt;br /&gt;51 Bishtin apo kokën? (e gjelit???) – kofshen&lt;br /&gt;52 Soji? – pink&lt;br /&gt;53 Gjatësia? – 1.70&lt;br /&gt;54 Dobësia? – ata qe vuajne.&lt;br /&gt;55 Pica e preferuar? – cdo lloj, pa sardele.&lt;br /&gt;56 Fjalia më e shpeshtë në një sms? – hi.&lt;br /&gt;57 Tipari më i mirë fizik? – buzeqeshja, mbase, por s'e shof dot shpesh.&lt;br /&gt;58 Të zë makina, treni, avioni? – jo&lt;br /&gt;59 Mc'Do apo Bourger King? – Mc'Do, se e kane marketingun me te fuqishem.&lt;br /&gt;60Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea?- Crystal Light&lt;br /&gt;61 Kafe apo kapuçino? – te gjitha e i kam xhan.&lt;br /&gt;62 A truan ndonjëherë? – eee patjeter&lt;br /&gt;63 Do të shkosh në Universitet? – mire do ishte, por kam pertuar mbas vales se pare.&lt;br /&gt;64 Të duket vetja tërheqëse? – ne fakt, kam praktikuar te flakten, dhe kam terheq ca vemendje, por nuk me duket si metode e mire per mua.&lt;br /&gt;65 A ke pirë alkool muajin fundit? – pak vere.&lt;br /&gt;66 A ke marrë drogë muajin e fundit? – nuk&lt;br /&gt;67 Filmi vizatimor i preferuar kur ishe kalama? – nuk kam favorizuar.&lt;br /&gt;68 A ke hipur në skenë muajin e fundit? – jo&lt;br /&gt;69 Sporti i preferuar? – volejbolli&lt;br /&gt;70Të kanë rrahur ndonjëherë? – po or po, pickuar sidomos.&lt;br /&gt;71 Si do të vdesësh? – natyrisht, pa vuajtje.&lt;br /&gt;72 Piercing? – veshet, me gjilperen e thesit te komshies.&lt;br /&gt;73 Ngjyra e preferuar? – nuk favorizoj&lt;br /&gt;74. Pjata e preferuar? – shume e shume lloje&lt;br /&gt;75. Prindërit e tu janë...? – te dashur me mua.&lt;br /&gt;76. Ke kalamaj?- jo, i mirepres.&lt;br /&gt;77. Ke kafshë shtëpiake?- jo&lt;br /&gt;78. Aroma e preferuar? – perdor Origins, spring fever.&lt;br /&gt;79. Njëherë u deha dhe...? – e nisa makinen ne anen e kundert te rruges, dhe disa here nuk mbaja mend se ku e kisha shpine (flisja me gishta) (ne fakt e kam ndryshu shpine vit per vit, nuk i ve shum faj vetes se dehur)&lt;br /&gt;80. Muzika e preferuar? – muzika me sherben si backround, vetem me muzike Pop keto koh. Ka kaluar ajo koh qe falesha per muziken, sa me dramatike aq me shume bija pertok.&lt;br /&gt;81. Pa çfarë s'mund të jetosh? – pa njerez te qete.&lt;br /&gt;82. Stina e preferuar? – nuk favorizoj. por ngrohtesia me pelqen, por jo nxehtesia.&lt;br /&gt;83. Flori apo argjend? – asje e verdhe.&lt;br /&gt;84. Kush është personi i fundit që ju mori në telefon? – rrushi.&lt;br /&gt;85. Si i jep makinës?- si gjyshe, keto koh.&lt;br /&gt;86. Më mirë e pasur apo e famshme? – e pasur njehere.&lt;br /&gt;87. Kur je mërzitur shumë....? – ah, qaj per qef tim.&lt;br /&gt;88. Si e ke zilen e celit këto kohë? – koti&lt;br /&gt;89. Sa e ke çuar pa gjumë? – 2 dite si gjith parafolesit.&lt;br /&gt;90. Ç'do bëje me 1 milion dollarë? – me ti pasur e me te bere.&lt;br /&gt;91. Ç'ju bën për të qeshur? – humor qe ka te bej me steriotipet e njerezve nga jeta e perditshme.&lt;br /&gt;92. Libri i preferuar? – nuk favorizoj.&lt;br /&gt;93. Çasti më i sikletshëm? – kur jam shkurtuar nga puna.&lt;br /&gt;94. Gjëja e preferuar që ke? – nuk favorizoj.&lt;br /&gt;95. Ke lëvizur shtëpi ndonjëherë? – nja pesembedhjete here po e po.&lt;br /&gt;96. Puthje apo përqafime? – te dyja.&lt;br /&gt;97. A jeni njeri emotiv? – domosdo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-6307776816074362627?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/6307776816074362627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=6307776816074362627' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/6307776816074362627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/6307776816074362627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2007/10/pyetsori-koh-na-mori.html' title='Pyetsori, koh na mori.'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-2467038025133960978</id><published>2007-10-25T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T09:27:35.871-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pyetsore friends'/><title type='text'>B-ja i pergjijget pyetsorit...</title><content type='html'>Ja dhe pergjijget e B-se, te cilen e njoh prej 17 vjetesh e kusur, por akoma nuk ja dija disa nga keto gjerat per veten. Rrofshin pyetsoret. B-ja jeton ne Itali, dhe nuk ka blog te sajin. E falenderoj B-ne per angazhimin per kete pyetsor, dhe per besimin qe ka tek une qe t'ia botoj ne internet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ngjyra e syve? – kafe&lt;br /&gt;2. Makina e preferuar? - jo kaq larg&lt;br /&gt;3. Me të mëngjrën a me të djathtën? - ambigue pyetja, po po te jete x te shkruar me te djathten&lt;br /&gt;4. Këpucët që veshe sot? – cisme, te gjata deri te gjuri me maje e me take, te zeza&lt;br /&gt;5. Frika? - me duhet kohe e gjate per ti radhit&lt;br /&gt;6. Qëllimi që do donit të arrinit këtë vit? – besoj se ja kam arrit&lt;br /&gt;7. Mendimi i parë në mëngjes? – si do shkoje sot?&lt;br /&gt;8. Koha e gjumit? – rreth ores 3 te mengjesit, ca me heret e ca me vone&lt;br /&gt;9. Pepsi apo Koka? – asnje nga te dyja&lt;br /&gt;10. E dalë në grup apo dyshe? – ne grup kur sta var njeri&lt;br /&gt;11. Çokollatë apo vanilje? - ccccccccccokollate&lt;br /&gt;12. Tymos? – jo&lt;br /&gt;13. Këndon? – shpesh&lt;br /&gt;14. Ke rënë në dashuri? – ca here&lt;br /&gt;15. Do të martohesh një ditë? – do te me pelqente, po po sndodhi dheu do te me trese sepse ne nje fare menyre e kam provuar nje here&lt;br /&gt;16. A shkon mirë me prindërit? – fale Zotit shume mire&lt;br /&gt;17. I bie ndonjë vegle muzikore? – do te me pelqente pianoja, po i bie violines menderisht ne situata te ndryshme te padurueshme&lt;br /&gt;18. A ke tymosur muajt e fundit? – jo&lt;br /&gt;19. Candy bar i preferuar? – nuk kuptoj mire pyetjen&lt;br /&gt;20. Ke dalë me ndonjë çun muajt e fundit? – po te kishit mundesi te me shikonit, vetem me nje do te ofendoja zgjuarsine dhe bukurine time&lt;br /&gt;21. Kur ishe e vogël...? – banoja me gjyshrit qe tani me mengojne shume&lt;br /&gt;22. Të kanë thënë ndonjëherë " bishtpërdredhur"? – ofendohem po te mos e degjoj&lt;br /&gt;23. Ke vjedhë ndonjëherë në dyqan? – edhe&lt;br /&gt;24. C'do bëhesh kur të rritesh? – kam kohe akoma per ta menduar...&lt;br /&gt;25. Tatuazhe? – jo&lt;br /&gt;26. Njeriu i famshëm i preferuar? – e kam te veshtire te zgjedh vetem nje&lt;br /&gt;27. Skuadra e zemrës? – nuk jam tifoze&lt;br /&gt;28. I dashuri ideal? – mashkull dhe i sinqerte(e di qe s jemi ne periudhe mrekullish po ideal me pyete)&lt;br /&gt;29. Shokët më të mirë? – ruhen si uji i paket ne mes te shkretetires&lt;br /&gt;30. Beson në dashurinë me shikimin e parë? – eshte intensive dhe e perjetshme deri sa zgjat...&lt;br /&gt;31. Marka e preferuar e veshjeve? – mos doni edhe ato te te brendshmeve???&lt;br /&gt;32. Pushimet e ëndrrave ? – edhe ne maje te malit po me shoqerine e duhur&lt;br /&gt;33. Kafshë shtëpiake? – po te kem mundesi jetoj mire edhe pa&lt;br /&gt;34. Këngëtari i preferuar? – jo vetem nje&lt;br /&gt;35. Filmi i preferuar? – ti presento Joe Black&lt;br /&gt;36. E ke shkrepur ndonjëherë pushkën? – deri tani jo, po mendoj shume shpejt&lt;br /&gt;37. Të pëlqejnë këto pyetjet? – interesante&lt;br /&gt;38. Të pëlqen vetja? – natyrisht, e dashuroj veten&lt;br /&gt;39. Jam e varur prej? – asgjeje, me pelqejne gjerat po mesohem dhe cmesohem kur eshte e nevojshme per te mos u bere e varur prej tyre&lt;br /&gt;40. Pija e preferuar? – Vera, po ajo e mira ama&lt;br /&gt;41. Të ka vajtë mëndja skiç për njeri? – shume familjare ceshtja&lt;br /&gt;42. Guxhulitesh? – jo&lt;br /&gt;43. Akullorja e preferuar? – e vivoli-t, cdo lloj shijeje&lt;br /&gt;44. A beson në Zot? – patjeter&lt;br /&gt;45. Përshkruaje veten me 3 fjalë. – inteligjente, interesante e modeste kuptohet&lt;br /&gt;46. Dita e preferuar e javës? – te gjitha ditet mund te jene te preferuara, varet se c ndodh ne to&lt;br /&gt;47. Çfarë revistash lexon? – te modes dhe shkencore&lt;br /&gt;48. E ëmbël apo e thartë? – e tharte&lt;br /&gt;49. Marka e preferuar e çimçakizit? – mjafton te jete pa sheqer&lt;br /&gt;50. Ngjyra e flokëve? – kafe&lt;br /&gt;51. Bishtin apo kokën? (e gjelit???) – asnjeren&lt;br /&gt;52. Soji? – ariane&lt;br /&gt;53. Gjatësia? – 1 e 70 pa taka&lt;br /&gt;54. Dobësia? – elegante&lt;br /&gt;55. Pica e preferuar? – capriciosa si une&lt;br /&gt;56. Fjalia më e shpeshtë në një sms? – ciao&lt;br /&gt;57. Tipari më i mirë fizik? – syte megjithese te tjeret thone tjeter gje...&lt;br /&gt;58. Të zë makina, treni, avioni? – po, por nuk vjell&lt;br /&gt;59. Mc'Do apo Bourger King? – asnje&lt;br /&gt;60. Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea?- elisir&lt;br /&gt;61. Kafe apo kapuçino? – kafe, turke mundesisht&lt;br /&gt;62. A truan ndonjëherë? – nuk kuptoj pyetjen&lt;br /&gt;63. Do të shkosh në Universitet? – po&lt;br /&gt;64. Të duket vetja tërheqëse? – po pyetje eshte kjo, po i pergjigjem kesaj poshte&lt;br /&gt;65. A ke pirë alkool muajin fundit? – jo, pasi vera nuk hyn te pijet alkool-ike&lt;br /&gt;66. A ke marrë drogë muajin e fundit? – jo per te bere moralisten por nuk me ka rene rasti ta perdor&lt;br /&gt;67. Filmi vizatimor i preferuar kur ishe kalama? – arushi qe humbet babain&lt;br /&gt;68. A ke hipur në skenë muajin e fundit? – jam ne skene cdo dite&lt;br /&gt;69. Sporti i preferuar? – kalerimi&lt;br /&gt;70. Të kanë rrahur ndonjëherë? – edhe ka ndodh&lt;br /&gt;71. Si do të vdesësh? – ne koke e ne grope&lt;br /&gt;72. Piercing? – jo&lt;br /&gt;73. Ngjyra e preferuar? – e bardha ose e zeza&lt;br /&gt;74. Pjata e preferuar? – frutat e detit&lt;br /&gt;75. Prindërit e tu janë...? – te kuptueshem, po ne fund te fundit edhe te influenzueshem&lt;br /&gt;76. Ke kalamaj?- jo per momentin&lt;br /&gt;77. Ke kafshë shtëpiake?- jo&lt;br /&gt;78. Aroma e preferuar? – te gjitha qe mund te te me thone dicka pasi cikjes me lekuren time&lt;br /&gt;79. Njëherë u deha dhe...? – volla edhe shpirtin&lt;br /&gt;80. Muzika e preferuar? – greke&lt;br /&gt;81. Pa çfarë s'mund të jetosh? – pa njerez interesant&lt;br /&gt;82. Stina e preferuar? – pranvera, cdo gje rilind, shpresedhenese...&lt;br /&gt;83. Flori apo argjend? – platin&lt;br /&gt;84. Kush është personi i fundit që ju mori në telefon? – ledi&lt;br /&gt;85. Si i jep makinës?- nuk ngas qe kur kam marre patenten&lt;br /&gt;86. Më mirë e pasur apo e famshme? – me aq lek sa mund te me lejoj qe te bej jeten qe dua pa patur nevojen e ndihmes se asnjerit&lt;br /&gt;87. Kur je mërzitur shumë....? – kam qare, uleritur, jam cmendur e pire&lt;br /&gt;88. Si e ke zilen e celit këto kohë? – greke&lt;br /&gt;89. Sa e ke çuar pa gjumë? – edhe 2 dite&lt;br /&gt;90. Ç'do bëje me 1 milion dollarë? – do jetoja ca kohe pa punur&lt;br /&gt;91. Ç'ju bën për të qeshur? – edhe gjera te vogla&lt;br /&gt;92. Libri i preferuar? – duhet ta shkruajne akoma&lt;br /&gt;93. Çasti më i sikletshëm? – nuk besoj se ka ardh akoma&lt;br /&gt;94. Gjëja e preferuar që ke? – me ve ne mendime me gjithe keto gjera te preferuara&lt;br /&gt;95. Ke lëvizur shtëpi ndonjëherë? – sa me ka ardh shpirti ne maje te hundes&lt;br /&gt;96. Puthje apo përqafime? – varet se cfare duhet te ndjeki ato, dashuri apo seks&lt;br /&gt;97. A jeni njeri emotiv? – per fatkeqesine time shume&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-2467038025133960978?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/2467038025133960978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=2467038025133960978' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/2467038025133960978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/2467038025133960978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2007/10/b-ja-i-pergjijget-pyetsorit.html' title='B-ja i pergjijget pyetsorit...'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-3621138354432134106</id><published>2007-10-17T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T06:48:57.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading spiritual'/><title type='text'>The Power of Now.</title><content type='html'>I really want to make you aware of this Audio book called "the Power of Now". I bought the book a couple of years ago, but only read a bit of it, and forgot about it. I am now listening to the Audio version of the book, and it's been a positive overwhelming experience. You'll listen to the author, who is a spiritual teacher, and the information given is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to it wherever you can, and let the powerful meaning of the message work inside you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is an introduction, to spiritual realization, that at least it's important to be aware of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book goes into every corner of every aspect of life, and grabs you and turns your world upside down, just the right amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book has been for me like meeting the most talented psychic out there, who knows everything about you, and tells your entire future to you, and the news is good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all read many books, and most books only give you a little, which we don't mind taking, as we are used to taking things in small dosage. Well this book gives you a big dosage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the most essential kind of knowledge is not yet widely accessible"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-3621138354432134106?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/3621138354432134106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=3621138354432134106' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/3621138354432134106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/3621138354432134106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2007/10/power-of-now.html' title='The Power of Now.'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-489926783647359111</id><published>2007-10-01T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T13:45:55.603-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-interest reading'/><title type='text'>an open letter of appology</title><content type='html'>I found this while reading a book about emotions. I thought it was a good exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, I have resented you for not being athletic enough, brave enough, funny enough, smart enough, talented enough, handsome enough, rich enough, admired enough, educated enough, New York enough, out-going enough, quiet enough, old enough, young enough, loving enough and loved enough. I have demanded perfection from you and have found you wanting. The result of this obsession with perfection has been to make you terrified of failure and riducule, angry at any and all obsticles, and finally, incapable of enjoying the bounty that was not only around you, but within you as well. Well, all that's about to change. From now on, I'm going to make every effort to love and accept you as you are. But since bad habits die hard, I'll start with something easy. From now on, you're old enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affectionately,&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;:)))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-489926783647359111?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/489926783647359111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=489926783647359111' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/489926783647359111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/489926783647359111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2007/10/opn-letter-of-appology.html' title='an open letter of appology'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-3154925417913195114</id><published>2007-09-24T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T12:28:29.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke religion'/><title type='text'>Man on a bridge - joke</title><content type='html'>I was walking across a bridge one day, and I saw a man standing on the edge, about to jump. I ran over and said: "Stop. Don't do it."&lt;br /&gt;"Why shouldn't I?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, there's so much to live for!"&lt;br /&gt;"Like what?"&lt;br /&gt;"Are you religious?&lt;br /&gt;"He said, "Yes.&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Me too. Are you Christian or Buddhist?"&lt;br /&gt;"Christian."&lt;br /&gt;"Me too. Are you Catholic or Protestant?"&lt;br /&gt;"Protestant."&lt;br /&gt;"Me too. Are you Episcopalian or Baptist?"&lt;br /&gt;"Baptist."&lt;br /&gt;"Wow. Me too. Are you Baptist Church of God or Baptist Church of the Lord?"&lt;br /&gt;"Baptist Church of God."&lt;br /&gt;"Me too. Are you original Baptist Church of God, or are you Reformed Baptist Church of God?"&lt;br /&gt;"Reformed Baptist Church of God."&lt;br /&gt;"Me too. Are you Reformed Baptist Church of God, Reformation of 1879, or Reformed Baptist Church of God, Reformation of 1915?"&lt;br /&gt;He said: "Reformed Baptist Church of God, Reformation of 1915."&lt;br /&gt;I said: "Die, heretic scum," and pushed him off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-3154925417913195114?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/3154925417913195114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=3154925417913195114' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/3154925417913195114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/3154925417913195114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2007/09/man-on-bridge-joke.html' title='Man on a bridge - joke'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-6892054234368806293</id><published>2007-08-29T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T10:19:52.646-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby Gerd'/><title type='text'>Baby boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C9Xc04_SbPM/RtXjLuRYkkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GVmxR96Ev50/s1600-h/DSCF0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104235543233335874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C9Xc04_SbPM/RtXjLuRYkkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GVmxR96Ev50/s320/DSCF0216.JPG" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were born on August 16th at 5 am in Tirana. At 6 am I got a text message “Dear Bana, you are an Aunt”. You are named Gerd, like Gerd Myler the soccer player. Your mom and dad couldn’t decide on a name for you for a long time. Names were changing every week. Your mom liked Fjord, Kron, Dalin, Blini, I liked Viktor and Farris etc. Well, here we are dear Gerd. You were born 3.4 kilos, and your mom had to push you out for three hours. She was in a lot of pain, the natural way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw your picture, you looked more like a girl, than a boy. Oh well, I’m allowed to say such things to your mom. She knows me well. I am tough on her, but I feel when others only call you “poor thing or, it must be tough” someone has to be the “bad guy” and poke you with a stick to do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these first few days, you sleep a lot, and haven’t yet figured out how to latch on to your mom’s food. I hope only good things for you from here on out. Your mom says you’re a good quiet baby, (only fussing when you must), and very sensitive to any movement around you. I like that about you. Sensitive Gerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t wait to see you and hug your small body, and make jokes with your mom, about any other traits you may have gotten from her. You and she are well loved by me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-6892054234368806293?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/6892054234368806293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=6892054234368806293' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/6892054234368806293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/6892054234368806293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2007/08/baby-boy.html' title='Baby boy'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C9Xc04_SbPM/RtXjLuRYkkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GVmxR96Ev50/s72-c/DSCF0216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-5785808964582655161</id><published>2007-08-13T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T07:52:36.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is She?</title><content type='html'>Someone who means well, but is confused, asked me today how is she? I don’t know. I think she’s watching over me, but I don’t know. Where are you? I picture your new residence, but hopefully you are not there much. It’s not much of a place, even though it’s quiet, with trees and flowers. Hopefully you’re walking somewhere, talking to friends making jokes, and can see me. I know it’s important to you, to see me, to know what I’m doing, to see my surroundings. I hope you don’t see everything. I am embarrassed about some. I hope you’re not too shocked, and this is not an apology, I can not give you one now. I hope you heard my last one. Well I don’t know where you are, but I don’t mind believing you’re around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-5785808964582655161?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/5785808964582655161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=5785808964582655161' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/5785808964582655161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/5785808964582655161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2007/08/where-is-she.html' title='Where is She?'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-7954060285711724493</id><published>2007-07-27T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T13:13:59.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the heart of</title><content type='html'>Life in deserts was sandy,&lt;br /&gt;Life in caves was lonely,&lt;br /&gt;Life in ocean was salty,&lt;br /&gt;Life in stars was resplendent,&lt;br /&gt;Life in car was modern,&lt;br /&gt;Life in mountains was exhilarating,&lt;br /&gt;Life in Sun was brilliant,&lt;br /&gt;Life in forests was mystical,&lt;br /&gt;Life in shadows was enigmatic,&lt;br /&gt;Life in battlefield was belligerent,&lt;br /&gt;Life in pearls was exotic,&lt;br /&gt;Life in office was monotonous,&lt;br /&gt;Life in sky was breezy,&lt;br /&gt;Life in submarine was voluptuous,&lt;br /&gt;Life in trees was mischievous,&lt;br /&gt;Life in roses was fragrant,&lt;br /&gt;Life in grass was intoxicating,&lt;br /&gt;Life in webs was silken,&lt;br /&gt;Life in paradise was divine,&lt;br /&gt;Life in temples was sacrosanct,&lt;br /&gt;Life in gutter was abhorrent,&lt;br /&gt;Life in dirt was deplorable,&lt;br /&gt;Life in rain was seductive,&lt;br /&gt;Life in beehives was vivacious,&lt;br /&gt;Life in wine was sensuous,&lt;br /&gt;Life in computers was brazen,&lt;br /&gt;Life in nests was sequestering,&lt;br /&gt;Life in statues was stationary,&lt;br /&gt;Life in icebergs was freezing,&lt;br /&gt;Life in anthills was irascible,&lt;br /&gt;Life in lakes was placid,&lt;br /&gt;Life in locks was invincible,&lt;br /&gt;Life in photographs was still,&lt;br /&gt;Life in gardens was pleasant,&lt;br /&gt;Life in mousetrap was asphyxiating,&lt;br /&gt;Life in fists was curled,&lt;br /&gt;Life in prison was disdainful,&lt;br /&gt;Life in whirlpool was spinning,&lt;br /&gt;Life in theater was dramatic,&lt;br /&gt;Life in art was enchanting,&lt;br /&gt;Life in boats was undulating,&lt;br /&gt;Life in diamonds was glittering,&lt;br /&gt;Life in moon was milky,&lt;br /&gt;Life in kitchen was appetizing,&lt;br /&gt;Life in beauty was ravishing,&lt;br /&gt;Life in titillation was enticing,&lt;br /&gt;Life in fantasy was stupendous,&lt;br /&gt;Life in mothers lap was blissful,&lt;br /&gt;Life in medicine was healing,&lt;br /&gt;Life in corpse was standstill,&lt;br /&gt;Life in lavatory was pathetic,&lt;br /&gt;Life in seedlings was blossoming,&lt;br /&gt;Life in horseback was gallivanting,&lt;br /&gt;Life in snakeskin was slithering,&lt;br /&gt;Life in oven was sizzling,&lt;br /&gt;Life in greenery was sedative,&lt;br /&gt;Life in rebellion was evoking,&lt;br /&gt;Life in discrimination was appalling,&lt;br /&gt;Life in benevolence was gratifying,&lt;br /&gt;Life in humanity was God,&lt;br /&gt;Life in cheese was tangy,&lt;br /&gt;Life in achievement was exultating,&lt;br /&gt;Life in ambition was propelling,&lt;br /&gt;Life in eyelashes was flirtatious,&lt;br /&gt;Life in palms was dependant,&lt;br /&gt;Life in fashion was bombastic,&lt;br /&gt;Life in recluse was esoteric,&lt;br /&gt;Life in keyhole was inconspicuous,&lt;br /&gt;Life in kites was exuberant,&lt;br /&gt;Life in glass was reflecting,&lt;br /&gt;Life in tea was rejuvenating,&lt;br /&gt;Life in sheep was impeccable,&lt;br /&gt;Life in rocks was jagged,&lt;br /&gt;Life in chains was abominable,&lt;br /&gt;Life in feathers was tickling,&lt;br /&gt;Life in egotism was preposterous,&lt;br /&gt;Life in dawn was brandnew,&lt;br /&gt;Life in dewdrops was mesmerizing,&lt;br /&gt;Life in intrigue was electrifying,&lt;br /&gt;Life in eloquence was mystifying,&lt;br /&gt;Life in clock was pragmatic,&lt;br /&gt;Life in childhood was nostalgic,&lt;br /&gt;Life in robots was mechanical,&lt;br /&gt;Life in fabric was shielding,&lt;br /&gt;Life in soul was stupefying,&lt;br /&gt;Life in roots was entangling,&lt;br /&gt;Life in chains was hedonistic,&lt;br /&gt;Life in bareness was lascivious,&lt;br /&gt;Life in haziness was romantic,&lt;br /&gt;Life in knives was lethal,&lt;br /&gt;Life in chili was piquant,&lt;br /&gt;Life in swings was fascinating,&lt;br /&gt;Life in lechery was insane,&lt;br /&gt;Life in rhythm was celestial,&lt;br /&gt;Life in pulse was frantic,&lt;br /&gt;Life in lies was cowardice,&lt;br /&gt;Life in superstitions was non-existent,&lt;br /&gt;Life in revenge was pugnacious,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life in the heart of your beloved; WAS; IS; AND WILL ALWAYS BE LOVE; LOVE AND ONLY LOVE…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by nikhil parekh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-7954060285711724493?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/7954060285711724493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=7954060285711724493' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/7954060285711724493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/7954060285711724493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-in-heart-of.html' title='Life in the heart of'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-3586004943681247017</id><published>2007-06-11T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T06:38:43.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude, where is my watch???</title><content type='html'>As you may have seen, President Bush got himself lost in the crowd in Fush Kruje... Someone noticed the fact that when he went into the crowd he had on a wrist watch. Then after the crowd kissed him, hugged him, and grabbed him, oh so lovingly, no more watch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched the video again in youtube, and yes, it is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this remind you of a joke about albanians.&lt;br /&gt;When do you know you're in albania?&lt;br /&gt;When you take your arm out the car window and your watch is stolen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-3586004943681247017?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/3586004943681247017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=3586004943681247017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/3586004943681247017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/3586004943681247017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2007/06/ok-but-wheres-my-watch.html' title='Dude, where is my watch???'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-2617562484219377574</id><published>2007-06-10T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T10:46:10.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>President Bush receives warmest welcome in Albania</title><content type='html'>Yes!!!!! This is the kind of media bullshit I like, for the benefit of my native country.&lt;br /&gt;I feel content. Perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-2617562484219377574?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/2617562484219377574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=2617562484219377574' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/2617562484219377574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/2617562484219377574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2007/06/president-bush-receives-warmest-welcome.html' title='President Bush receives warmest welcome in Albania'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-7501319126349894669</id><published>2007-06-08T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T10:41:29.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IMMIGRATION BILL WITHDRAWN [FOR NOW]</title><content type='html'>sad sad day... democrats and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Republicans&lt;/span&gt; can't come to an agreement. Leaving sarcasm aside, I don't know if they just got too tired of debating, or they need a fresh perspective to move forward. The needs of an immigrant are simple: to be able to go to school, fly to Florida on vacation, drive a car, get medical coverage, visit their families. Waiting years to get there, they will gladly pay a fine, go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;background&lt;/span&gt; checks and whatever else. Why is it so difficult to decide YES on this?&lt;br /&gt;I guess keep on living &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;illegally&lt;/span&gt; makes more sense, and so, more illegal things to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our american government gives up on issues and sneaks out the back door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a broken government .&lt;br /&gt;We have a broken government.&lt;br /&gt;We have a broken government.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-7501319126349894669?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/7501319126349894669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=7501319126349894669' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/7501319126349894669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/7501319126349894669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2007/06/immigration-bill-withdrawn-for-now.html' title='IMMIGRATION BILL WITHDRAWN [FOR NOW]'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324396575873372798.post-1422247726998426284</id><published>2007-06-04T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T08:52:20.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wisdom</title><content type='html'>en excerpt from Many Lives, Many Masters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... Wisdom is achieved very slowly. This is because intellectual knowledge , easily acquired, must be transformed into 'emotional' knowledge. Once transformed, the imprint is permanent. Behavioral practice is the necessary catalyst of this reaction. Without action, the concept will wither and fade. Theoretical knowledge without practical application is not enough ..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324396575873372798-1422247726998426284?l=bana-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/1422247726998426284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2324396575873372798&amp;postID=1422247726998426284' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/1422247726998426284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324396575873372798/posts/default/1422247726998426284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bana-readings.blogspot.com/2007/06/wisdom.html' title='wisdom'/><author><name>Bana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12042307397490595494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/1198516257_91b87d182d_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
