Is It Ok To Work Every Muscle Everyday

Philosophical Allerley

Thus it happens much, so much is forgotten so much, not meant an end and so this column was overloaded my life for the victims. Let us hope for better times and hereby open the next chapter.

I stayed in my previous Debauchery, more or less in daily observations, I try now the abstraction of ideas and descriptions to approach. The observant reader, this trend in the contributions of "speaking with a shower Spider" and "garbage" certainly have noticed.


I often wonder what it represents, that people differ with each other so much that there is interest and sympathy groups and their opposites. What might be something like this? In the animal kingdom is observed such segregation behavior within their own species rarely, if ever. A thought on this subject, I get: Could individuality retroactively justify perhaps in the differential perception of the people? I am convinced that there are different types of human perception. Some collect for example, every detail of their surroundings, others limited to the most important thing. The amount of information is defined depending on the capacity of the brain then the possibility to interpret the input, the as received on a daily basis and the desire for more or less information. Curiosity would be from this point probably be rated as a distinct form of high brain capacity, this system requires naturally for optimal utilization. Is this not the case, requires it to be more, it is reached, the "full measure" stops the learning and Wahrnehmungs-/Interpreatationsprozess. The law of the minimum, a process is only as productive as the least amount of raw material to specific permits. On the foundation of high storage capacity of the brain grows so auto mashing the desire for knowledge, based on which in turn improve the transfer associations and affiliations possible that surpass the combination of the sum of the individual components by a multiple, very similar to the potency of a cell tissue in contrast to the power of the same amount of individual cells. The way to knowledge, as since the recent days, the highest philosophy is sought out good, so of neural capacity as a condition which therefore influenced perception, or rather the perception of workload, the association, a comparison with existing data and, finally, the interpretation, based on the previously drawn cross-links.
The knowledge could thus stand in the way of error, which can be found at the respective bridge points.
first Lack of neural capacity (prevents curiosity)
second Limited or one-sided perception (which prevents the necessary input)
third Lack of association reservoir (prevents linkage of information)
4th Interpretation weakness (Prevents recognition of relationships)
tendency can be said that the errors are corrected more easily with increasing atomic number, with the exception of 4, for whom the ability to interpret missing, has to fight almost to the selbsen problems such as those whose memory simply not large enough, while the latter recognize their weakness and not sure so can hardly bothered by it, as opposed to those that carry the theory of knowledge in itself, but they are not able to interpret.


"What is it?" Asked the man
"What do you think?" Replied the woman.
man: "counter-questions are a rhetorical device that I use you would indeed have expected, but never expected of you. "
wife:" Why you relocate just yet seemingly so suddenly in the digital question Metakontext and interpret my Erwiederung so very relationship-oriented?
man. "Because I will not give me happy with the surface I shall therefore start their conversation strategy and then process your message, so I grasp the meaning in all its breadth."
wife: "You trust me, then, hide the meaning of my appeal to you under several layers of communication Benen Should I now feel insulted or flattered?"
man: ".. Their penchant for counter-questions is extremely good, but yes and no."
wife: "You can not access my last question with a yes or no answer."
man. "But I will not reveal my assessment of the relationship level, so please feel as little as possible."
wife: "I ask you what you want?"
Man: "But you wanted to talk to me."
wife: "No, I will send you an information in conversation never was willing to talk and even less."
man: "Put it adequate to sell their antipathy to me?"
wife: "No, I stick to facts."
man: "You are funny!"
wife: "No, I stick to facts."
Man: If you ever ever objectively were, they are there now no more if you tell me about my interpretations and motives questioned for those "
wife." If I do really "
man," Now you can finally this questioning and send me your information I too have an appointment "
wife," If man exceeds the Halys, he will destroy a great kingdom. "
man:" Why do you speak of me in the third person "
wife:" This is an oracle, the nunmal are like that. "
man:" I think it's not politically correct. "
woman:" I can live with it. "
man:" That I will die off, I did not say "
wife." Me neither. "
man: "Would be a shame to the Gedl with which I can now expect."
woman: "With nothing more beautiful than it pays for itself with money."
man: "They are already so emotional, Pythia."
wife: "It's great that you remember, Croesus."


like my readers to forgive me, but my thoughts are currently simply weigh too much and block my external perception, so they had to be satisfied today with inner perception.

This is again different, sincerely promised. Thank you for

's wait and the nice comments!

your Thessy

Difference Acne And Impetego

chocolate chip cookie * @ 2007-07-23T20: 46:00

*___* Oh man, it's been sooooo much going on, I do not know. Phew. But from next
Week I vacation, I'll write back more often, I hope. > \u0026lt;

Here are just fast. Berlin was sooooo incredibly geilo! * __ *
I love it! * Swarm * And here's a picture of Tabea (my shojo_pingu ), Suki and me! ^ ^


Left to right: Me, Tabea, Suki \u0026lt;3

mailwen And Anna, Suki and I have to taken ! :)

Yes, it was wonderful. And theater was simply great! :)
(Although I am a little sad because now is all over, but oh well> __>)

So, I'm going to read on and yes, please write to us at some point again .... ^ ^ "
way. I hate JK Rowling * grml *

Weaves With Side Bangs

waste

Today, I'm not inspired, Therefore, I write just a little trash.

I once lived in an apartment not far from me, my colleague Chris will agree with me that included a totally strange neighbors. That his neighbors in the anonymity of a city only by the sounds of her knows that penetrate through the walls of the adjacent bathroom to have, I fairly quickly realized and as my interest in people in general, in our experience in the bridle has bothered me the only rarely, namely when the sounds were heard. My neighbors in the current apartment but I have never seen, but it usually listened to good music - And if not, I'll shoot cautious: "Magerkurth, oh Magerkurth, deep bass is not still!" (Total.KONTRAST - x-tra Rare Rammstein cover with only one stanza and just live)
Back to ex-neighbors.. That man had a decisive forthe civilization, existential and almost indispensable utensil simply not: He had no garbage can. to be mentioned here that apparently no one in the house has a garbage can, because the garbage pick-up Wednesday, I was always the only one who early in the morning, sleepy and his soulless garbage hauled to the curb. My neighbor, however, had a perfect solution to the problem of garbage absence found: the common storage room! Why should they spend good money for orange men when the garbage can simply scoop a further door. Mentioned area possessed the capacity objectively pleasing, mounted below the ceiling washing lines have got to where I could score in the first few weeks of my Bremistenz excellent results in drying laundry. The small, nondescript garbage bag I ignored it at first. But how it behaves with things that you studiously ignored, they swell time due to threatening proportions. The garbage tumor grew at least as far until you reach the Are feeling, in an experimental fifth to give a rotting floor hall. When I entered the room of an unsuspecting night to hang my laundry, pressing slightly to the inside of the door. I was surprised beyond measure, and pressed firm. Something slipped, rattled and the door opened a crack, so I was able to slip into it.
First, much of the stench on me. He stabbed me with long needles in the nose, over and over again. Diffuse light, the windows steamed up. My clothes hang like black sails of the rigging. From the corner of my eye I see a movement, drive around. The door slams shut. I have to hold a cloth over her mouth to participate in the stink not to suffocate. The right wall is from top to bottom in blue. A swirling, billowing thousands of wrinkled or bulging surface. Garbage bags. The whole room is full of it, where one treads waste everywhere. "Save the laundry and then get out of here." I think and make me out to take my belongings from the textile line. Because, again a movement. Something is lurking in garbage bags and I do not want to know what it is. Just arrived at the last boxer shorts, I suddenly hear a noise, a kind of gasp asthamatisches bursts from a corner. Panic I throw my clothes in the garment bag and sprint to the door, but "it" has already dug out of the bags. The figure is small and lean. Limbs and torso are those of an emaciated child, but the head ... I suggest both hands in horror at the mouth, my clothes fall to the ground. Instead of a head sitting on the shoulders of the nature of a lump of vrgammelten food. Maden cavort in it, from the sounds inside the hoarse rattle. The creature can barely stand, has dragged between me and the door and lifts the scruffy clumps head replacement sniffing in my direction. I move further back until I feel the window wall in the back. It moves schlufrend to me. My apartment is located directly behind the wall that now obstructs the right of my way. Suddenly comes a bold idea: I open a window, I grab my bundle of clothes before the filth-disgusting thing its paws can stretch it and swing myself on the front sloping roof. A vertigo comes over me. I have strong fear of heights. The bundle of clothes between his teeth I hangel over to my window, one of which is fortunately open. I stuff the first wash, then at me through the window and breathe deeply to swallow. Then I get a beer and sit on the bed. When I recovered from the shock, I begin to stretch ropes in my room, because it should at least have now released the laundry. The
Storage room I have never entered, but it was not necessary for my new tenant of the incidents to report in the next room. Since, each alone. It's like the first teeth to get, or be thrown into adolescence - so life is hard and unfair. I am at least glad that I have enough on my bed metal braces find ways of drying laundry.

stays clean!

your Thessy

Difference Between 945gm Chipset And 4500 Mhd

chocolate chip cookie @ 2007-07-05T17: 09:00

Ava Is this not great * __ * I love him

So, pardon Aaaalso, Monday is it finally time I'm looking forward so it?!.! will hopefully be just as great as I do it to me or no, better, it is still great..) So

, my shojo_pingu I already written when I have time! ^ __ ^
morning I go to the hairdresser (Yes, Then i upload pictures if they want to see anyone ^ ^) and Joa caught, ever to pack in my suitcase. For Saturday I work all day and Sunday I meet up with Flo and Alex and then with my suki_schatz and my cecilia_sun , this week in Berlin! Yes, in the evening then I grab my suitcase over and try to prepare myself mentally for Berlin. ^ __ ^ That's unfortunately

even me, did not have as much time as I translate, Latin text by Cicero, learn biology and French have to read read. > __>
We write yes!
did well! Bye bye ^ __ ^