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Menggunakan tangan kanan
Ia seorang yang rasional dan logis. Ia unggul dalam hal perhitungan, tapi kurang memberi perhatian pada estetika.

Menggunakan tangan kiri
Ia orang yang kreatif, intuitif dan memiliki kemampuan konseptual yang bagus.

Jari-jari panjang
Menunjukkan ia orang yang sangat peka terhadap sentuhan dan menyukai detail.

Jari-jari pendek
Ia adalah orang yang agresif, ulet dan bisa menjadi pemimpin yang baik.

Berkuku panjang
Ia orang yang bisa memberikan rangsangan pada partnernya. Ia juga mampu memberikan kesenangan dan kesedihan sekaligus.

Berkuku pendek
Ia orang yang mudah gugup dan mudah menyerah.

Tangan kiri lebih panjang
Segala tindakannya berdasarkan firasat atau alasan yang abstrak.

Tangan kanan lebih panjang
Apa pun yang ia lakukan berdasarkan pemikiran yang logis.

Love is a sadness
Love is a madness
We are the addicts

What are we if we’re not in love?

-The Moon Is a Magnet, Jon Foreman

Well, what is love? love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love--does that look weird to you after seeing it so many times?

Or does it invoke certain feelings or memories? Well, I don't know what you feel, but I know what I feel. Can you and I explain it? Probably not with all the languages, dictionaries, or words in the universe. But I'll tell you that love isn't simply the chemicals in your body that sends messages to your brain that tell it to make you feel "love". An attempt at using science to describe or define love is a sad one. How come the answer is out of reach? Why are there so many kinds of love? Love of family, friends, God, a significant other; loving life, loving yourself, loving music--it can be anything. The myriad of types of love isn't to blame for the abstract quality of this emotion (or any emotion at that).

Love has no definition. I'd like to think it's a powerful connection that binds everything and keeps our lives in order and movement. What I feel when I think I'm in love might be different than what you feel when you think you're in love. When we hear that other people (say, the "significant other" kind of love, or lover love :D) fall in love, what's probably happened is a split second of alignment of how they "love". Maybe it'd make more sense if I just said that maybe they are one in their feeling of love for each other (of course). Sometimes we get so set with certain definitions for certain things, we forget what it means to us, or what it means as a whole. In the end, we only know when we feel that we're in love, loving, or loved, and the thrill and joy associated with it is always indescribable.

We can't, and won't ever grasp what love "is" for anything, and I believe that's the beauty of it all.

दिल में दर्द उगते हैं
साँसें ठण्डी-ठण्डी हैं,
मेरा हर ख़ाब टूटा है
ख़ाहिश भीख लगी है

डालों से फूल गिर गये
ख़ुशबू के मौसम गये,
आइनों ने धोखा दिया
ज़िन्दा तस्वीर लगी है

रोशनी का दरिया बहे
मुझे कोई अपना कहे,
वह ख़लिश बुझाये तो
ज़िंदगी मरीज़ लगी है

 

You are a role model for your people.

Now, you may be thinking “I am not in this to be a role model!” There is no getting away from this responsibility. You will be a role model — either you will be a positive role model or you will be a negative role model.

You are a person your company has trusted to take care of its most valuable resource, the people. So, obviously in order to get that trust and respect from the company, I need to act just like you. This role model responsibility has a huge impact in your organization. Here’s a real example.

I recently worked with a group of non manger service providers at a large company. They provided IT support for the business units of their company. Their view of customer service was that the customer should be grateful I am spending time to help them get their job done. Not all of them had this attitude, but a large number of them did. I was actually surprised by the widespread level of this attitude. I decided to do some investigation as to the source of this poor behavior relative to customers. What I discovered was that this behavior was epidemic in this organization beginning with the senior manager. His dealings with his peers were atrocious. He was rude, condescending and just downright insulting. He was extremely bright and was an excellent problem solver. His view of himself was that his peers should be glad he was around to help them. Of course, most of the people in his organization used him as a role model.

My wife understands how the behavior and attitude of the manager can affect customer service. She finds a store that provides good value and good service; and then she memorizes the name of the store manager. Whenever the service level changes, she checks to see if there is a new store manager. If the level of service has dropped, she changes where she shops. She told me once that the biggest factor in good customer service and value was the store manager.

On the positive side of this role model phenomenon, I have worked with many organizations where the senior manager clearly demonstrated respect and concern for customers. The managers not only spoke about treating customers with respect, buy actually did it. These organizations were much more successful, and their customers gave them kudos for service.

Your people are also under your influence. They are watching you all the time to see how you handle situations. If you display negative behavior, they will generally mirror your behavior. Conversely, when you engage in positive behavior, they will respond the same way.

Here’s what the Big Dogz do to be positive role models:

1. They communicate effectively. They are clear in sending message and are active listeners.
2. They always speak positively about others, especially customers.
3. They keep commitments.
4. They provide constructive feedback.
5. They spend time with people.
6. They are sincere.
7. They “walk the talk”, that is they do what they ask the employees to do.

Be aware that you are a role model. What kind of results are you getting? If you are not happy with the way people are behaving, perhaps you could take a serious look at your own behavior.

You can hear or play a song that triggers memories of childhood, last summer, love, whatever. Maybe it's the notes struck, the peculiar chord progression, or maybe it's just where, when, and how you heard it again that might resurface feeling and images from your soul into your head. The sight of a building, or visual composition of people or trees might remind us of who we were, or our place in that scene during another time in your life. The taste of food is not too different from hearing things--when, where, and how you had that food during good times or bad can make you daydream for a second while the food is sacrificed for the sake of nostalgia. Holding someone else in your arms might remind you of the last time you did so, and renew memories from that last time while creating new ones for the next time you touch and feel each other for that brief moment. Maybe their scent might remind you of even more, or the scene where you embrace brings you back.

That, or we're constantly reminding ourselves in order to make new memories to go return to. We base our actions on what's went on before, what's resulted from the past; we strive to regain feelings of love and happiness, and only the right blend of our senses can do this.

I guess I'll just keep smelling and touching, giving in to our senses of nostalgia.

It has been a challenge, with some members going off on tangents about out-of-body experiences that made me wish I was out-of-seat, at least, out-of-state preferably,  and others with their resentment of, well, everything, just under the surface, ready to pounce. And some, pouncing.

At times I felt like I was driving a school bus.

They call me teacher, and I don't think I like it. I haven't taught anything. I just interrupt when they're rambling and ask questions when the discussion lulls. I comment on comments and throw in Fight Club references and, yes, even D/s ones.

Something's shifting in me, though, being confident enough and knowledgeable enough to convince a 60-something woman that there is a spiritual link to D/s, and that there is something to it, the notion of trust and surrender. That, on its basest level it has nothing to do with sex, and if you can get past whatever notions you have of it that make your nose scrunch up, there's a lot to be learned there.

I even managed to keep handcuffs and nipple clamps out of the conversation. No cock and balls here, thanks.

J. surprised me with a gift before the group met. A couple of weeks ago, we covered a chapter in which Hay suggests using mirrors as a tool for self-acceptance. I hemmed and hawed. What a silly thing. I'd do everything in the book but this.

I loathe, loathe, loathe mirrors. I tolerate them to put on makeup for work, but that's about it.

A couple of days ago, though, went I went to Wal-Mart, I actually looked for a make-up mirror. I remembered what she said (and I felt it was so, so true) that the thing you resist the most is the thing that needs the most healing. So I, all poofy and proud of myself, looked for a mirror and failed.

No problem, I won't have to do it yet. Maybe it was all in my head. Maybe I just don't like mirrors like some people don't like trucks. Or the color red.

But then I saw J, and she had a bright blue bag with a present for me. I was touched. In the bag were a lovely card, a Phil Jones didge CD, and a mirror.

Bless her little heart.

Toward the end of the class, I pulled it out, and had everyone use it with her words.

Beginning with the thing I found so silly, the "I love myself and I approve of myself," I had everyone continue with "I am willing to let go. I release. I let go. I release all tension. I release all fear. I release all anger. I release all guilt. I release all sadness. I let go of all old limitations. I let go, and I am at peace. I am at peace with myself. I am at peace with the process of life. I am safe." (page 67, You Can Heal Your Life).

It was pretty cool to watch, actually, as the mirror was passed around and the voices changed and the noses scrunched up and the eyes jetted around the room. Some people stumbled on words, others couldn't finish.

When it was my turn, I couldn't very well say no since I had put everyone else through this torture. So I did it. And I noticed my eyebrows needed plucking, and that my face had broken out, and I had a piece of something in my teeth and... . I couldn't talk through the silly grin at first, because, well, I felt silly. After the silliness passed, I was looking at my eyebrows and my nose and my mouth and my chin and everywhere but my eyes.

And somewhere in there, between the starting of it and the finishing of it, my eyes changed. It's the point of the exercise, to look into your own eyes. I did it before the grin took hold. I did it at the end. And my eyes changed color. "Just the lighting," someone said, only I was sitting in the same place, under the same light, holding the mirror at the same angle.

And J, bless her little heart, noticed I stopped on guilt. Interesting. Not anger. Not fear.

But guilt.

They want me to bring the mirror back next week, and I think I will. Something shifted, even if it was just the light, and I want to see if it does it again. What significance it has, I have no idea. But it should be interesting.

There's some kind of connection here between the physical mirror and those who mirror us. One of Hay's exercises was to choose someone and pick three things about them that you'd like to change.

Easy, I thought. I have a lot of people I'd love to change. Emotionally distant people. Those who can't be honest or straightforward with me. Jealousy, disrespect, a biting tongue that wounds. The list could go on and on.

The rest of the exercise, though, is that you have to actually look at yourself and see how you show those qualities. When do you do it? How do you do it?

It's interesting because suddenly I realized that all the things that I didn't have (ha) suddenly popped out from seemingly nowhere.

Boy, did that smart.

So I have my mirror and I have my didge music and I have my class, and I have a couple of weeks.

I think I'm ready to sit at the back of the bus now.

I have been, off and on, extremely anxious these past few months, likely due to delving too far into the secrets of my spiritual self. I'm disturbing the spiritually dead, proverbially speaking, and it's not someone else either- it's my dead self. Well of course this is all speculation, but in either case- as far as I'm concerned, I've willingly asked for a glimpse of Hell, and now I'm agonizing over whether it was really worth it.

I began this journey of self-exploration at first just to turn the nothing I was into something in the future; then, once I realized that it was not that simple, I began seeking out what that nothing was, because you cannot do anything you know nothing about, because even nothing is something

Well, all that abstract talk is just me being melodramatic...eventually, I found that the more I discovered about myself through this inference-based reasoning, the more I was able to improve upon myself. I started with internal change (opinions, morals, perspectives), and eventually harnessed these changes into habits/etc., to the point my transformation could not go unnoticed by those who "knew" me. But noooooo...that wasn't good enough for me. I had to find the unfindable answers, relying on the forbidden intuition that I should never have had- well perhaps I've just being "played" by myself- this illusion of soul-torture that I've forced upon myself due to expecting something.

But really, the possibilities are endless, so why doubt my doubts when I can "suspend judgement" on those matters- and focus my attentions on these far more engrossing and apparently irresistable obsessions. But, as you may have noted, these obsessions have really done a number on me. Why is it that I must have such depressing, such inevitably hopeless obsessions.

Now that I know that we all are motivated by the desire to run away from ourselves- or more accurately, we won't be happy unless we do everything to run away from ourselves. No- that's not even accurate. I mean "our other self" - might be our "Ego", might be our "soul" or "spirit" or "psyche"- well, it's arguable that all those words mean the same thing anyway. Perhaps- and this is most definitely the case, we are running away from something far bigger that that. But really, is that even possible, or does it even make any sense, considering at this point it's all just semantics.

Actually, I wouldn't even be able to write this post had it not been for the spontaneous impulses (that's redundant BTW) of my brother- by which I was able to clear my head sufficiently to actually think straight for the first time in 2 days. Now for some revised definitions "for the road":

Sin: Self- you know, the "other self". like I said, all semantics...

Agony: Seeing self, or a reflection/glimpse thereof- for what we really are, an eternally tortured self.

Hell: In "God's" presence we see the ugliness that we really are:

desperate, hateful, dependent, miserable, melancholic, masochistic/sadistic, vengeful, malicious, lonely, obsessed, perverted, greedy, lustful, irrate. All scum that is depicable and distasteful.

As to how such a hellish curse was eternally forced upon us, there are many possibilities, but this is my theory: Balance has always existed- it is the true God. But "in reality", Balance is only rules- just as Pythagoras's numbers did not create anything, but only organized what already existed. We, our "original" self- also existed, and were thus governed by Balance. But to gain self-awareness, our soul- as I'll call the "original self", had to pay an equal price- that is after all necessary to maintain Balance. The "Adam and Eve" story of Genesis 2-3, is IMO, a story that originally took, or more accurately, takes place outside time and a space- humans would not exist if "original self" did not become "original sin. Update: Time did exist- since it is a fundamental necessity of balance.

There are many Bible verses which support this interpretation, in several books, both the old testament and new. Although I really don't have motivation or time (b/f going 2 bed) to cite specific verses (although I probably would have if I didn't spend so much time procrastinating on Uncyclopedia- it's way to funny for my own good! see side-panel links for reference!)-

In Genesis, Isaiah, Psalms, Proverbs, Ecclesiastics, Revelation- just to name a few...

In the account of Jesus's death (found on all 4 gospels, though only a couple in sufficient detail), Jesus dies for our sake- taking the sin of the world upon himself.

I pity those millions (Billions unless it's "all for show") of Christians that completely misinterpret the Bible- it's not like I'm even close to accurate (obviously!) but at least I'm on the right track. Honestly though, how can anyone take what they call "God's Word" at face-value. It's sickening how simple people can be about things so far beyond themselves- what an insult to God!

Back to Jesus: In taking the sin upon himself- I strongly believe that this refers to the evolution of man. See, before man- there was just animals- no self-awareness.

To further understand- I'll shed some more light on my theories regarding the Soul:

The Soul is running away from itself- in denial, just as we are. That is because, in order to create life, death needed to be created. To create ecstasy, despair needed to be created. This was the price of Balance. The soul took upon itself those ugly qualities (the ones listed halfway through what I've written so far) so that it might give birth to the positives. The Soul did this so that it could have meaning, and because it was inevitable- it was in its nature to bestow benevolence. This soul is our God, and is always a part of us....Okay, for the time being ending creepy mystical mutterings...

Naturally, the Soul could not bear this state of being (hell), so it thrust itself into its creation, and became ignorant. The soul enjoyed bliss in this ignorance- animals, plants, and all life at that time, had naught but instincts, and thus had no reason to find the Soul. This is not unfeasible, as most humans today have the gift of self-awareness but do not use it, leaving it dormant.

But, in accordance with Balance, the Soul innately struggled to correct the imperfection of its beasts, and these struggles took on the form of evolution, with its battle-scars taking on the form of mutation, and its confusion was mirrored in natural chaos. As the struggle became exponentially intense, a split occurred within the Soul- this was also a necessity of balance. The struggle had reached a level so great that it threatened to destroy Balance, and an innate failsafe defense mechanism was activated within Balance, resulting in the first miracle. This miracle, having split the Soul into two, formed what I will call the "Thesis" and "Antithesis". Both the Thesis and Antithesis seek to be reunited under a Synthesis- but, in accordance with balance, this is not possible because that desire is neutralized with an equal and opposite force.

*Please note: Contrary to Augustine's theory that God exists outside time, my account, assuming "God" to be "the creator", exists within time-- Balance always exists, therefore time does. Even though God has always existed, he did within time, because Balance is also eternal. My "God" is also not infinite, and is bound by the laws of Balance.

The desire for synthesis is mirrored in our own lives to this day, because it is necessary for Balance. One might ask the question, is there then the possibility that there is also imbalance?- But if the answer was yes, that would be a moot paradox, so I wouldn't bother. (see Illogical)

Also, these events are somewhat reflected in the story of Cain and Abel.

Eventually, amid the struggles between the negative and positive that is the Soul, life evolved into increasingly complex organisms. But, in accordance with Balance, existence must be sustained by non-existence- thus, As many who are born must die. Because the animals were reproducing and flourishing, more were being born than were dying.

*Please note- keep in mind that although the Thesis and Antithesis are fighting, neither are self-aware of it, as their self-awareness is dormant within now-primitive life. Their subconsciousness's are dualing, and they are only aware of the effects, in the forms of chaos and mutation.

*Also- these circumstances are reflected in the story of Noah's Ark, particularly Gen. 6:1-7.

Now Balance was approaching the failsafe point, and- aware that the Soul had self-awareness, corrected the deficit by calling out the Soul (Antithesis and Thesis) to make a choice: allow the creation to be destroyed (which would be the second miracle), or make another sacrifice to correct the Balance in their stead. Because the Soul was now two different beings, the choice would have to be made separately. This decision could have been the long-awaited Synthesis, because both the Negative and Positive desired for life to continue flourishing. But Synthesis did not come to be.

The Positive Essence decided to sacrifice its self-awareness eternally, taking the form of Heaven or, more accurately, Nirvana.

The Negative Essence decided to keep it's self-awareness, but eternally resigned its right to ignorance, forever tormented to the ends permitted by Balance- its unhappiness mirroring the happiness of life, and vice versa. Thus, in order for life to be happy, it must be unhappy- we essentially depend on the unhappiness of the negative essence. It took the form of Hell or, more accurately, Samsara.

*Please note that there is a big difference between ignorance and self-awareness. The Positive Essence did not become ignorant by losing its self-awareness- if fact, if I understand Buddhism philosophy correctly, losing self-awareness is essential for losing all ignorance.

*As you probably already guessed, the Positive Essence's sacrifice was mirrored through the life and teachings of Gautama Buddha.

*Also note- The irony: Buddha discovered that the cause of human suffering was ignorance, but this is only one type of truth, which is derived from the Positive essence. Just as our well-being mirrors Samsara, our self-awareness mirrors the Positive Soul's lack thereof. Thus, because the Positive Soul is statically in a state of Nirvana, Balance must correct our ignorance with suffering, in accordance with Nirvana's complete lack of ignorance. On the other hand our ignorance can also grant us happiness, as ignorance makes our creator (the Negative side) unhappy. In other words, two negatives, when multiplied, make a positive. See here: God hates being ignored. Why do you think this commandment takes top spot on the 10?

*The Negative Essence was mirrored long before the Positive Essence did (Hinduism), but the effects were not fully realized until the life of Jesus. Because of the complications caused by the division of the Essences, and the sacrifices thereof, many miracles occurred up until the time of Jesus, and echoed until long after, in accordance. The effects of the Positive Essence need no be mirrored long, because it actually returned to its original self- essentially rendering it's role in the creation of life nonexistent. The original miracle through Which Nirvana's choice was reflected, was told in the allegory of Jacob and Esau (Gen. 25:30-34). Just as Esau gave up his birthright, Nirvana did as well. Key here is verse 34: ..."thus Esau despised his birthright." This mirrors the notion that Nirvana did not want it's birthright, because self-awareness actually held it captive, thus being more a hindrance than help.

(Just a thought)

Mirroring how Samsara took every kind of agony possible upon itself, Jesus took every sin upon himself. The Negative Essence became Samsara, taking Hell upon itself so that we might live- thus, the balance, at least for the time being, was complete.

Now all that remains is our choice. Because we were made in the Image of the Soul, we have self-consciousness. However, our self-consciousness is incomplete- metaphorically speaking, half complete. This is why we have two selfs. One of our selves has self-awareness, the other does not. That is because we are based upon and depend on two different Essences, of one Soul- one Essence has self-consciousness; the other does not. These two different selfs take the form of the Id and Ego.

The Id is the self-consciousless persona, derived from Nirvana

The Ego is the self-conscious persona, derived from Samsara

thus, Balance is achieved, and all that is left is for us to make the choice:

The Antithesis, the Thesis, or the Synthesis?

If we choose the Antithesis, Nirvana is achieved, ultimately

If we choose the Thesis, We will maintain self-awareness, but perpetually share with the happiness and unhappiness of the Samsara. Unfortunately, to correct the Imbalance required for us to live, we must ultimately suffer, as the suffering must outweigh happiness to compensate for life. This will continue, until we either choose Nirvana, or the third choice- the Synthesis:

Not a true Synthesis, but: We run away from our true selves, gaining ignorance through bliss, and pleasure through Denial. This is, unfortunately, the choice of the vast majority of the world. Although it is clearly the best choice for us, it is the greatest sin one can possibly commit, as we are gaining pleasure as the direct consequence of God's suffering. That is because by ignoring God we are doing that which makes him suffer most, and thus gain the greatest pleasure from it.

To end with a few verses that best reflect that last paragraph:

Mark 8- "34Then he called the crowd to him along with his disciples and said: "If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. 35For whoever wants to save his life^[c] will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me and for the gospel will save it. 36What good is it for a man to gain the whole world, yet forfeit his soul? 37Or what can a man give in exchange for his soul?" If you really think about it, you'll be taken off-guard at how closely these words match up to this post! ps.- this is probably the most on-the-spot biblical re-translation I've ever done on the spot in my life- guess I showed that Redneck/Asshole!

Triumph Tr7 / Tr8 - Left Mirror Glass

• Stick on type mirror glass - adhesive backing will stick firm to any flat surface
• Can be stuck directly over a broken or cracked glass
• Passes MOT
• Non-heated (can still be used to replace a heated mirror glass, but heated functionality would be lost)

Making a long story short... I mistakenly booted up my laptop with an eSATA drive attached that contained an old exact mirror of my Windows install.  Something seemed wrong about the files on the desktop, so I shut down and rebooted without the drive... to discover that the Windows boot now hung at the blue 'Welcome to Windows XP' screen.  (The MacOS boot was fine.)

During a rescue install, I noticed that Windows now seemed to think that the MacOS partition was the C drive, and the Windows partition was the D drive.

I eventually fixed this by adapting instructions from http://winhlp.com/node/66 to modify the registry on the Windows partition.  I booted into Puppy Linux to access the windows files, then copied the registry 'hive' to another windows machine to edit it.  I tried deleting the entries for \DosDevices\C: and \DosDevices\D: as suggested, but what finally worked was to *swap* the values associated with these entries.

The first thing I did on seeing the problem was to use Puppy Linux and dd to make an image of the problem partition.  So I was able to backtrack from the various failed rescue installs I tried, by restoring the image, but each step took hours.

Nombre: Mirror
Peso: 66.67 MB
Host: Divshare

Mirror

El defensor legal de Robert Murat, Louis Charalambous, dijo que varios periódicos acordaron pagar a Murat y disculparse. El acuerdo se formalizó en el Tribunal Supremo de Londres hoy.

Murat acusó de difamación a los diarios Sun, Daily Mirror y Daily Mail, entre otros, por las escandalosas noticias que publicaron, a veces con fuentes anónimas, que él estaba involucrado en la desaparición de la pequeña.

Los 11 diarios no comentaron inmediatamente sobre el caso.

Murat, de 34 años, es un británico que vive cerca del complejo turístico portugués donde Madeleine, de 3 años, desapareció en mayo del 2007. El año pasado la policía portuguesa dijo que Murat, y los padres de Madeleine, Kate y Gerry McCann, eran sospechosos formales.

No hay rastro de la pequeña, a pesar de una campaña masiva organizada por los McCann para encontrar a su hija. Nadie ha sido acusado tampoco de estar involucrado en el supuesto secuestro.

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The effect is that these walls of mirrors multiply the meagre offerings on the breakfast buffet to something that actually looks pretty impressive.

In addition, the mirrors also reflect your sleepy and crumpled early morning face back at you a thousand times.

Great idea. Just what I wanted to see before my first cup of coffee.

Breakfast in the hall of mirrors - yet another example of the refined Mongolian sense of interior design and savoir vivre.

Oh no! it looks like Amanda is stuck in the mirror.

"Tuscheln und Tratschen am Teich"
Foto: knipseline/pixelio

Als ich dies las, musste ich daran denken, dass mir ein ähnliches Verhalten im Bereich des Glaubens auch immer wieder begegnet:

Da war A. eine engagierte New-Agerin, die mit viel Einsatz ihre Überzeugungen "an den Mann" bzw. "an die Frau" zu bringen versuchte. Anlässlich einer Veranstaltung kam ich mit ihr ins Gespräch. Als ich mich als Christ "outete" ergoss sich ein Schwall von Anschuldigungen über mich: das Christentum sei frauenfeindlich, gewalttätig, machtbesessen - und das waren noch die freundlichen Anklagen, die ich zu hören bekam.  Ich nutzte einen Moment, in dem A. Luft holen musste, um sie zu fragen, woher sie diese "Informationen" habe, ob sie davon im Neuen Testament gelesen hätte? Sie erwiderte, dass das doch die Kirchengeschichte beweisen würde. Es folgten die Stichworte "Kreuzritter", "Hexenverbrennungen" etc.  Mein Hinweis, dass die Kirchengeschichte lediglich beweisen würde, dass Menschen, die sich Christen nannten, schreckliche Verbrechen begangen haben, das Neue Testament dies jedoch in keiner Weise lehre, geschweige denn gebiete, sondern - im Gegenteil! - als unchristlich, ja antichristlich, verurteile - lies sie plötzlich sprachlos werden. Gerade der Vorwurf der "Frauenfeindlichkeit" sei, so sagte ich ihr, doch bei Jesus Christus völlig aus der Luft gegriffen. Denn gerade Er hatte ja, ganz im Gegensatz zu den religiösen Führern seiner Zeit, die Rolle der Frau immens aufgewertet. Das Johannes- und  das Lukasevangelium legen davon in sehr eindrücklicher Weise Zeugnis ab und das Lukasevangelium wird, weil es so viel über Frauen und Kinder berichtet, auch oft das "Evangelium der Frauen und Kinder"  genannt.  A. schwieg. Dann brach es ganz aufgewühlt aus ihr hervor: "Aber mein Vater hat mir doch gesagt ..... und der hat doch all' diese Bücher gelesen!" Aha, da war wieder einmal jemand reingefallen ... hatte nur "vom Hörensagen" und dann auch nur eine Ahnung" über den Glauben .... und musste nun feststellen, dass das vielleicht alles so gar nicht stimme, was der "schlaue Herr Papa" einem da so erzählt hatte ... Nicht nur peinlich, sondern tragisch, denn all' ihr Engagement war auf dieser falschen Information aufgebaut.

Es ist erst einige Tage her, als ich in einem Online-Magazin, das sich mit einer speziellen Glaubensgemeinschaft und mit Kultur beschäftigt, las, dass das Lebensmotto eines der Redakteure ein "Bibelvers" (!) sei, der da laute: "Tue recht und scheue niemand". Aha?!? Eine kurze Recherche mittels einer guten Computerkonkordanz reicht, um zu erfahren das dies kein (!) Bibelvers ist. Zwei Minuten Recherche via Google führen zu der Erkenntnis, dass diese Worte aus einer Spruchweisheit von Joahnn Rittmeyer stammen. In der Bibel stehen sie nicht und die Gesamtaussage der "Lebensregel" Rittmeyers entspricht auch nicht der Botschaft des Evangeliums. Peinlich, peinlich ... gerade für den Redakteur eines Magazins, das sich mit dem Glauben befasst …

Aber ich habe ganz und gar keine Veranlassung mich aus der Gruppe derer, die auf Informationen aus zweiter Hand hereingefallen sind, auszuklammern. Jahrelang habe ich an einen Gott  geglaubt, der zwar eine so große Liebe für mich hatte, dass er bereit war, seinen eigenen Sohn für mich in den Tod zu geben, der aber, nachdem er mir vergeben hatte, nun von mir absolute Lebens- und Glaubensperfektion verlangte. Diese Information hatte ich nicht aus der Bibel. natürlich nicht, da sucht man nach so etwas vergebens. Ich hatte sie aus Büchern und Erzählungen anderer Mitchristen (die ebenso auf diese Information aus zweiter Hand hereingefallen waren). Peinlich, sehr, sehr peinlich - und nicht nur das! Auch sehr, sehr anstrengend. Was kann es schlimmeres für einen Gläubigen geben, als einem falschen Gottesbild zu folgen?

Na,  und - wie ist es mit Ihnen? Würden sie ruhig schlafen, wenn sie täglich nur vom "Hörensagen" wüssten, wie hoch der Stand ihres Bankkontos ist, wenn sie nur vom "Hörensagen" wüssten, dass ihre Frau sie "sicherlich" noch liebt, wenn sie nur vom "Hörensagen" erführen, dass ihr Arzt ihren Gesundheitszustand "als recht gut" einschätzt? Nein, bei existenziell wichtigen Dingen reicht keinem von uns ein Wissen "vom Hörensagen" oder via "Stille Post"! Da gehen wir sofort an die Quelle: ziehen einen aktuellen Bankauszug, fragen unsere Frau oder unseren Arzt persönlich. Da wollen wir Gewissheit haben, da brauchen wir Gewissheit, ja, da VERLAGEN wir Gewissheit! Und das ist auch völlig richtig. Warum tun wir das dann nicht auch bei einem so existenziell wichtigen Thema wie unseren persönlichen Glauben? Warum übernehmen wir da ungeprüft Dinge, die uns Institutionen oder Menschen (und seien sie uns noch so lieb) "vorsetzen"? Warum werden wir da passiv, warum werden wir da "leichtgläubig"? Warum prüfen wir da nicht die Fakten anhand des Neuen Testaments?
Könnte es sein, dass wir uns gar nicht bewusst sind, wie existenziell wichtig, die Frage ist? Könnte es sein, dass andere Dinge uns wichtiger sind? Nun, wenn dem so ist, dann sollten wir aufwachen und zwar möglichst schnell, denn Gott hat schon lange klar gemacht, wie wichtig er uns und unsere, ganz persönliche Entscheidung für Ihn nimmt:

"Ich nehme heute den Himmel und die Erde zu Zeugen gegen euch: das Leben und den Tod habe ich euch vorgelegt, den Segen und den Fluch! So wähle das Leben, auf daß du lebest, du und dein Same,"

(5. Mose 30,19)

Diese Aufforderung galt nicht nur im Alten Testament dem Volk Israel,  Jesus Christus hat sie im Neuen Testament für alle Menschen erneuert:

"Wer an ihn (Jesus Christus) glaubt, der wird nicht gerichtet; wer aber nicht glaubt, der ist schon gerichtet, denn er glaubt nicht an den Namen des eingeborenen Sohnes Gottes."

(Johannes 3, 18 )

Hören Sie heute damit auf, in Bezug auf Ihren Glauben nur nach dem "Hörensagen" zu leben. Hören Sie heute damit auf, sich bezüglich dieses existenziell wichtigen Lebensbereiches mit "Informationen" aus "zweiter Hand" zufrieden zu geben. Nehmen Sie heute Ihre Bibel zur Hand und erforschen Sie diese selbst. Nehmen Sie sich heute Zeit zum Gebet, zum Gespräch mit Gott, und bitten Sie Ihn, dass Er Ihnen die Wahrheit zeigt. Dann werden auch Sie erfahren, was Hiob vor vielen Jahrtausenden bezeugte:

"Vom Hörensagen hatte ich von dir gehört, aber nun sehe ich dich mit meinen Augen;"

(Hiob 42, 5)

]]> http://libreclic.wordpress.com/?p=24 Tue, 15 Jul 2008 21:32:56 +0000 JuanJo http://libreclic.wordpress.com/?p=24 Antes de comenzar: Hace mucho que no escribía nada de nada, y se que no me extrañaron para que se hacen :P, pero he vuelto y ahora me dispongo a escribir cosas más técnicas, creo que dejaré de lado el tema que llevaba acerca de eXtreme Programming pero bueno si alguien quiere que le siga pues sólo dígalo. Ahora a lo que nos concierne.

Actualmente estoy estudiando la universidad y en las materias se presenta uno que otro proyecto cada cuatro meses. Hasta ahora (transcurridos 5 tetramestres) no he hecho nada de lo que me sienta orgulloso*,en parte porque el tiempo está muy limitado, vaya que hacer proyecto importante en menos de cuatro meses como que no va.

Pero ahora me he reunido con muy buenos compañeros para trabajar en un proyecto que promete ser al menos presentado en la exposición de proyectos de la escuela, su nombre: Virtual Mirror.

¿Qué es Virtual Mirror?

Pues es un entorno virtual donde diferentes avatares interactúan, para que quede claro es como un Second Life pero en extremo sencillo. Es fácil pensar que es un juego en tercera dimensión pero preferimos darle un enfoque distinto, la descripción que me gusta manejar es la siguiente:

Es una herramienta de comunicación masiva que ocurre en un entorno virtual para crear atracción a la aplicación y familiaridad con situaciones reales, que ofrece un método interactivo para cumplir ciertos objetivos relacionados entre la comnicación de entidades y personas.

Así se oye muy bonito, además da un énfasis correcto al objetivo de la aplicación que es permitir comunicación y no el jugar.

Por razones del destino el lenguaje es Java, lo sé lo sé va a explotar la máquina virtual si hacemos un entorno 3D, pero no necesariamente. José de Jesús que es el encargado de hacer lo gráfico está constantemente buscando técnicas, tecnologías y herramientas para aumentar el desempeño de la aplicación y sin perder de vista el crear un entorno lo más real posible, muy acabado y pulido.

Para los gráficos utilizaremos VRML, un estándar que la verdad yo no había escuchado hasta hace poco pero según entiendo el W3C es el que lo auspicia, así que basado en mi fe ciega a W3C ¡adelante!.

Además de su trabajo Rogelio se encarga de las redes y Edgar de las interfaces gráficas, por mi parte estaré del lado del servidor de bases de datos y de vez en cuando iré a ver los clientes para ponerles un poco de XML ahí.

Escribiré de mi trabajo más adelante por el momento sólo quería escribir un poco, que ya me hacia falta.

*El sitio Web que hice con mi Perlita fue un gran orgullo, pero no cuenta porque no es proyecto.

I have desired a rekindling of my love for Him, passionate and deep, but it was a struggle at times to worship and temptation dared me to miss 'just one prayer night' just because I didn't 'feel' like going. I pressed through it but my worship lacked passion and depth.

Then He touched me.

How is it possible that we can forget how it feels to be touched by Him? Nothing in this world even comes close to satisfying as one touch of His hand, one word from His mouth, one breath from Him, does! You become caught up in the wonder of the Creator of all to be focused on you, loving you, watching you, speaking to you, moving in you, saving you. And you remember that you have tasted and seen His goodness, that you have sat at the banqueting table with His banner of love high above you, that you have sat in His shade and savored His love, that His words were kisses and His kisses words to you.

I recall that line from the Bon Jovi song that God used to speak to me so long ago. You use to live to say you love Me, now you've got one foot out the door. I don't want to live my life with one foot out the door, with one part of my heart and mind intent on Him while the rest of me is off somewhere else. I want to surrender everything to Him and hold nothing back at all.

The joy lies in the fact that He is not changing my personality, what makes me who I am, but is changing the foul darkness within my heart, the very things that destroy and drive me to despair. He is granting me peace in times of turmoil, hope in times of despair, beauty among the ashes, life among the dead. Can I ever sing the songs loud enough or worship boldly enough to express what a wonder He is? Doubtful but I'm willing to try!

One thing I've noticed since Sunday, when His touch rekindled my desire, is that hope springs eternal within me. I can see the errors I've made and currently make, but I believe, with all that I am, that He will make it all right again. He has promised me that I will be free of the things that have held me in their sway for most of my life and I believe, oh how I believe, that ever word my Beloved speaks is true and will be seen in my lifetime.

So, I walk through my days with hope bringing lightness to my steps. I can see the dawn and I know that God is bringing me to the place He wants me to go and I have complete confidence in Jesus Christ and His wisdom and love and care for me.

What a difference a touch makes when the One that touches you is yours.

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