Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Mountain Man
This is a story of a man who lived alone and together with his pick-axe he mines for gold on a mountain. One day while mining away, he heard a voice. The voice said that he had been mining for a long time and since he had been so diligent and so hard working, the voice offered him one wish to become an object. The man thought for a while and when he decided he asked if he could become the sun which was the thing that shone down on him as he mined the mountain.
His wish was granted. He was now the sun. He alone was now the giver of light and he shone above everything. One day he was shining away when he noticed some clouds blocking the rays of sunshine on the land underneath. He found now that he could not control the rays of light as he imagined. So then he asked the powers that be if he could turn into clouds.
His wish was granted and just like that he became the embodiment of clouds. He would drift over different parts of land allowing and disallowing shunshine wherever he wandered. One day he was hanging in the sky when he was suddenly pushed away from his favourite spot in the sky. The wind had now decided where he was to stay so now the cloud asked the powers that be if he could be come the wind.
His wish was again granted. The man now was the element of wind. He could now push around the clouds and be the giver of the invisible force that is the wind. He would flow freely over the plains and carry along with him leaves, branches, moisture and all the floaty like. One day he was flowing around when suddenly he was obstructed by a gigantic mountain. Restricted by the tall mountain and unable to freely move he asked the powers that be if he could now become a mountain.
His wish was granted. The man was now a body of rock as high as the highest mountain and twice the girth. He was so glad that all he had to do now was to lie down and enjoy the rays of the sun, shade of the clouds and the freshness of the wind. He lay there for some time when one day he felt a sharp pain inching around on his back.
On the mountain was a man mining for gold. After a while this man suddenly heard a voice and this voice granted him a wish to become anything he wanted....
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Monday, February 20, 2012
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Friday, February 17, 2012
Yao Wisdom
“What I see from Jeremy and what I hear in his interviews is he appreciates everything. He pursues his dream. His attitude is so peaceful, but there is strength to him. It is not a violent strength like fire or something aggressive. It is like the ocean, very peaceful, very quiet when you look at it. But you can never underestimate the power that is in there.”
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
What does it take to be a great MC?

if you ask me it's much more than master of ceremonies
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when it's all said and done it should be heard and seen
'til this cold hearted game forces us to change teams
while the lust for the loot spreads out like gangrene
so the haves chase their tails while the nots chase their dreams
postpone meanwhile, i accumulate means
to revise and renew what was just heard and seen
Monday, February 13, 2012
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Big bear wants the honey

Wojtek (1942–1963; Polish pronunciation: [ˈvɔjtɛk]) usually spelled Voytek in English, was a Syrian brown bear cub found in Iran and adopted by soldiers of the 22nd Artillery Supply Company of the Polish II Corps. During the Battle of Monte Cassino, Wojtek helped move ammunition
Friday, February 10, 2012
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Monday, February 6, 2012
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