tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223132286470658702012-02-16T06:48:26.074-08:00PMVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05138024367374641359noreply@blogger.comBlogger111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522313228647065870.post-66659758794052927152008-02-18T15:56:00.000-08:002008-02-18T15:57:26.237-08:00<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tC33HcKonfM&rel=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tC33HcKonfM&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522313228647065870-6665975879405292715?l=neprofesionistul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PMVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05138024367374641359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522313228647065870.post-57292227919084643752008-01-12T16:31:00.000-08:002008-01-12T16:32:43.914-08:00<strong>mucles™ <br /><br />"N 2 Gether Now" <br /><br />[Fred:] Who can be the boss?<br />Look up to the cross<br />Stranded in the land of the lost<br />Standin up, I'm sideways<br />I'm blazin' up the path<br />Runnin on the highways of rap<br />Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal<br />Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode<br />I'm Dashin all the meteor strikes<br />Keep the media dykes<br />As re-enforcements for the fight<br />And that alone with keep John Ghotti on the phone<br />Tangled in his own I got the bees on the track<br />Where the fuck you at?<br />[Method Man] Tical<br />Let me hear you pigeons run your mouth now<br />[Method Man] Shut the fuck up!<br />I'm pluggin in them social skills<br />That keep my total bills over a million<br />The last time I checked it<br />Thank God I'm blessed with the mind that I wreck it<br />Wait until the second round, I'll knock him out<br /><br />[Method Man:] They call me big John stud<br />My middle name mud<br />Dirty water flow<br />Too much for you thugs<br />That can't stand the flood<br />What up doc?<br />Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd<br />The sure shot<br />Mr. Meth I'm unplugged<br />Learn<br />Temperature's too hot for sunblock<br />Burn<br />Playin with minds can get you state time<br />Lock behind twelve bars from a great mind<br />Killa bees in the club when there's ladybug<br />Brought a sword to tha dance floor to cut a rug<br />Love is love all day 'til they both slug<br />And take another life in cold blood<br />Can't feel me?<br />Cause it's your blood<br />Murder is tremendous<br />Crime is endless<br />Same shit different day<br />Father forgive us<br />They know not what they do<br />Our praises do<br />I'm big like easy, ya bigbamboo<br /><br />[Method Man:] What's that, I didn't hear you?<br />Shut the fuck up!<br />Come on a little louder<br />Shut the fuck up!<br />Everybody N 2 Gether now<br />Shut the fuck up!<br />What? What?<br /><br />[Method Man:] Headstrong, deadcon, dead by dawn<br />Deadweight they dead wrong<br />Let's get it on<br />Twelve rounds of throwdown<br />Who hold crown?<br />Protect land with both pound<br />Limp Bizkit<br />Get around like merry-go<br />What's the scenario?<br />Comin' through your stereo<br />Why risk it<br />Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted<br />Eight essential vitamins and minerals<br />Delicious<br />Word on the street is<br />They bit my thesis<br />Knocked out their front teethes<br />Tryin to taste mine<br />Actin like they heard through the grapevine<br />Dope fiendin for the baseline<br />To provide rhyme<br />Pharmaceuticals<br />Hard as nails to the cubicle<br />Where you find that monster<br />She beautiful<br />Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit<br />Roll on the check<br />Kick a hole in the speaker<br />Pull the plug and inject<br /><br />[Fred:] Mic check<br />So what's it all about?<br />Where we gonna run?<br />Maybe we can meet up on the sun<br />Discretion is advised<br />For the blood of virgin eyes<br />Limpin on the track with Method<br />So get the sunblock<br />You get your one shot<br />Until you dissolve<br />I revolve around everything you got<br />From outta nowhere prepare<br />You'll be blinded by the glare<br />I told you not to stare<br />Now you're turned into stone<br />Without a microphone<br />But don't you forget you're in the zone<br />[Method Man] So shut the fuck up!<br />And take that shit back<br />Cause all your shit's whack<br />[Method Man] Doodoo is doodoo<br />When it's way down like that<br />Burnin up your brain like a piston<br />So all those who didn't listen<br />Never even knew what they were missin<br />And never even knew that the sky was fallin down<br />Wu-Tang Clan for the crown<br /><br />[Method Man:] What's that, I didn't hear you?<br />Shut the fuck up!<br />Come on a little louder<br />Shut the fuck up!<br />Everybody N2 Gether now<br />Shut the fuck up!<br />What? What?<br /><br /><br />Limp Bizkit, Method Man, rock the house y'all, bring it on</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522313228647065870-5729222791908464375?l=neprofesionistul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PMVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05138024367374641359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522313228647065870.post-81735486756166467632007-12-02T15:05:00.000-08:002007-12-02T15:08:00.848-08:00<object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1lgDNTkwlyQ"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1lgDNTkwlyQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522313228647065870-8173548675616646763?l=neprofesionistul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PMVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05138024367374641359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522313228647065870.post-77762546400729775872007-11-18T15:33:00.000-08:002007-11-18T16:13:25.989-08:00Eram sigur pe mine , aveam incredere in fortele mele dar nu eram eu. Poate chiar imi imaginam tot si toate , eram atat de sigur dar in acelasi timp nu era realitatea ? Ce e realitatea?Realitatea sunt eu?Trebuie doar sa ne uitam in noi insine si vedem adevarul , oare ?!Pana la urma realitatea ne-o facem fiecare dar nu e o realitate exacta , este o realitatea impusa de nevoia de siguranta intr-o lume nesigura , nesigura in ce fel te intrebi? in nici un fel te asigur , traim o realitate impusa prin minciuna si deceptie un fel de epoca neagra .Trebuie sa stiti ca mai putin nu e mai mult .Indifferent to suffering...insensitive to joy.All of life is reduced to the common rubble of banality.War, murder, death...nu te mai minti singur omule ,TU ,iesi si traieste irealitatea.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522313228647065870-7776254640072977587?l=neprofesionistul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PMVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05138024367374641359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522313228647065870.post-89576018976825456072007-09-19T15:57:00.000-07:002007-09-19T16:31:26.818-07:00Cine ne garanteaza Libertatea ? Pana la urma Libertatea nu o poate garanta nimeni , nici o lege , nici o constitutie , nici o curte de justitie . Sistemul , "dinlauntrul" lui nu se pot face observatii asupra libertatilor care credem ca le avem , te prinde , te antreneza , esti in interiorul sistemului , in miscarea acestuia , doar "din afara" poti emite constatari obiective cu valoare nerelativa. Fiecare sistem juridic este sub o ordine politica , acest sistem trebuie eliberat , astfel sistemul poate sanctiona ordinea , si preveni ivirea unei noi ordini politice , altfel totul ar trebui loat de la anul "zero" , fiecare ordine politica incepe cu un an "zero" la fel si sistemul legal . Valabilitatea legilor , in acest sistem se bate cap in cap cu Vulnerabilitatea lor in fata regimului politic , aceasta valabilitate se schimaba la fiecare an "zero" in functie de ordinea politica . Ce ramane , pentru asigurarea libertatii ? Curajul fizic al indivizilor .<br /><br /><br />Descartes:"Toate greutatile provin din faptul ca-ti lipseste curajul"<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522313228647065870-8957601897682545607?l=neprofesionistul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PMVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05138024367374641359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522313228647065870.post-13082503691570525082007-09-07T09:30:00.000-07:002007-09-07T09:32:25.475-07:00Adevar ! Totul in lumea asta tine de adevar . Dar in timpuri de mult trecute cine spunea adevarul era pedepsit , cel mai probabil torturat , ars pe rug , decapitat . In timpurile mai apropiate ...tot ce trebuia sa se faca sa te opreasca a spune adevarul era sa te "inchida" asta e la propriu , te inchideau , te bateau , pana scoteau tot adevarul din tine fara sa il afle nimeni . Dar adevarul nu se lasa asa de usor si pana la urma iese la iveala si ce rezolva...? mai nimic...asta e adevarul ! Notiunea de adevar , conteaza cand e vorba de propria persoana , adica totul se rezuma la EU . Tu trebuie sa spui adevarul , vorba englezilor sa scoti cadavrul din dulap , imi place vorba asta a lor .<br />Desi doi cu doi fac patru , care la radul lui este un adevar , ramane un adevar matematic . Tu trebuie sa iei acest adevar sa il accepti ca pe o parte majora a ceea ce esti , ceea ce te face sa fii TU in adevaratul sens al cavantului . Uite asa ar sta problema daca o luam matematic :cand spui adevarul 2 + 2 = 4 , cand spui un neadevar 2 + 2 = 5. E simplu ? Cred ca da ..Totul e ca 2 + 2 = .......ramane la atitudinea voastra.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522313228647065870-1308250369157052508?l=neprofesionistul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PMVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05138024367374641359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522313228647065870.post-63628817709547643822007-09-01T03:46:00.000-07:002007-09-01T03:57:49.502-07:00V-ati gandit la toata munca ce v-a fost necesara ca sa pronuntati aceasta litera unica si simpla ? Munca pe care o indeplinim mecanic si fara eforturi datorita practicii indelungate pe care o capatam inca din copilarie . Spre a emite acest simplu "b" limba trebuie sa ne fie intinsa liber si moale pe partea de jos a cavitatii bucale , cu buzele putin stranse , colturile gurii date usor inapoi si respiratia oprita . In aceasta pozitie expulzam , intredeschizand buzele , o mica parte din aerul afon pe care il avem in gura : explozia ce se produce constituie elementul "b"...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522313228647065870-6362881770954764382?l=neprofesionistul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PMVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05138024367374641359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522313228647065870.post-77912853926517725422007-08-30T07:06:00.000-07:002007-08-31T01:21:45.226-07:00<p align="left">Viata de pana acum mi-am cumparat-o cu pretul minciunii , a lenei si al lasitatii . N-am facut decat sa-i insel si pe ceilalti , si sa ma insel si pe mine insumi , am suferit din pricina asta , insa suferinta mea a fost ieftina si vulgara . ....Sunt incantat ca-mi vad lipsurile si ca mi le cunosc . Asta o sa ma ajute sa renasc si sa fiu alt om .Astept , astept cu atata nerabdare si cu atata patima aceasta renastere ! Si jur ca o sa fiu alt om . O sa fiu ! Nu stiu daca acesta este adevarul sau ce ma impinge sa vorbesc asa , dar am impresia ca de mult n-am mai trait clipe mai senine si mai luminoase ca acestea pe care le traiesc astazi .<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522313228647065870-7791285392651772542?l=neprofesionistul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PMVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05138024367374641359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522313228647065870.post-77526930162453465432007-08-29T16:58:00.000-07:002007-08-30T07:01:26.011-07:00art. 1 : Seful este sef!<br /><br />art. 2 : Seful are dreptate!<br /><br />art. 3 : Seful are intotdeauna dreptate!<br /><br />art. 4 : Cand seful nu are dreptate , se aplica articolele 2 si 3.<br /><br />art. 5 : Subalternul este dator sa faca eforturi fizice si intelectuale , sa para mai prost decat seful.<br /><br />art. 6 : Seful niciodata nu intarzie , el este ratinut.<br /><br />art. 7 : Seful niciodata nu bea , el gusta.<br /><br />art. 8 : Seful nu pierde timpul , el supravegheaza.<br /><br />art. 9 : Seful nu minte , el este dezinformat.<br /><br />art. 10 : Seful nu doarme , el mediteaza.<br /><br />art. 11 : Seful nu linguseste pe sefii sai , el le recunoaste meritele.<br /><br />art. 12 : La sef se intra cu pareri personale si se iese cu parerile lui.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522313228647065870-7752693016245346543?l=neprofesionistul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PMVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05138024367374641359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522313228647065870.post-48957431425104032132007-08-29T16:36:00.000-07:002007-08-30T11:08:14.388-07:00-Eu zic ca hotararea este buna.<br />-Bai , de baut poti sa mai bei , dar in limitele posibilitatilor tale.<br />-Clar!<br />-Vorba mea , nu iti spune nimeni sa nu bei , dar sa nu depasesti limita de la care incepi sa te intorci la stramosii tai , care erau foarte apropiati in gandire cu dinozaurii , brontozaurii , chiar veveritele zburatoare.Uite exemplu la mine , spunemi de cate ori mai vazut tu pe mine band ca porcul?<br />-A!?...Niciodata!?<br />-Pai vezi , eu de cate ori nu mai pot sa beau ma duc la WC , si stau acolo pana revin iar ca membru al rasei umane .Te sfatuiesc sa faci la fel , decizia ta oricum mi se pare prea pripita.<br />-Nu se mai poate , daca ma zis ca nu , ramane nu , ce dracu?<br />-Hai mai , inca una si plecam<br />-Hai doua si mai stam .<br />-Ha Ha Ha Ha<br />-Chelner!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522313228647065870-4895743142510403213?l=neprofesionistul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PMVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05138024367374641359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522313228647065870.post-68079219900426815982007-08-28T03:23:00.000-07:002007-08-28T06:51:15.202-07:00Azi, noi romanii spunem ca suntem oameni primitori ,strainii ca suntem hoti;mai spunem ca avem femei frumoase ,strainii ca se lasa usor.<br />Mai spunem ca romanul e om muncitor chiar vrednic ,strainul ca suntem lenesi chiar delincventi.Aceste idei preconcepute despre noi insine ..pe care majoritatea dintre noi le auzim inca in scoli ,de prin poeziile patriotice de acum 100 de ani si mai mult ..nu mai sunt deloc de actualitate ....Doar noi in mintea noastra de neintelesi ai societatii ,ai civilizatiei ,vrem sa ne intoarcem la "codru" doar "Codru-i frate cu romanul..."Sper ca romanul sa nu mai traiasca din trecut iar viitorul cu mila.<br /><br /><br />inspirat din Ce-ti doresc eu tie dulce Romanie de M.Eminescu<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522313228647065870-6807921990042681598?l=neprofesionistul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PMVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05138024367374641359noreply@blogger.com0