inkább, mint a csigapapa is megmondta volt: ehhez a túloldalra kell születni fijjam... na jóccakát
p.s.: te olyan zőccségkeveréket főztünk, hogy hajjaj. paprika, paradicsompaprika, hagyma, erdélyi édeshagyma, padlizsán, paradicsom, só, bors... pfúúú, nagyon jó. ha jösztök adok kóstolót.
A lawyer married a woman who had previously divorced ten husbands.On their wedding night, she told her new husband, "Please be gentle; I'm still a virgin.
What?" said the puzzled groom. "How can that be if you've been married ten times?
"Well, husband #1 was a Sales Representative; he kept telling me how great it was going to be.
Husband #2 was in Software Services; he was never really sure how it was supposed to function, but he said he'd look into it and get back to me.
Husband #3 was from Field Services; he said everything checked out diagnostically but he just couldn't get the system up.
Husband #4 was in Telemarketing; even though he knew he had the order, didn't know when he would be able to deliver.
Husband #5 was an Engineer; he understood the basic process but wanted three years to research, implement, and design a new state-of-the-art method.
Husband #6 was from Finance and Administration; he thought he knew how, but he wasn't sure whether it was his job or not.
Husband #7 was in Marketing; although he had a product, he was never sure how to position it.
Husband #8 was a psychiatrist; all he ever did was talk about it.
Husband #9 was a gynecologist; all he did was look at it.
Husband #10 was a stamp collector; all he ever did was ... God, I miss him!
"But now that I've married you, I'm really excited!" "Good," said the husband, "but, why?" "Duh; you're a LAWYER. This time I KNOW I'm gonna get screwed!"
MOSES: And God came down from the Heavens, and He said unto the Chicken, "Thou shalt cross the road!" And the chicken crossed the road, and there was much rejoicing.
AGENT MULDER: You saw it cross the road with your own eyes. How many more chickens have to cross the road before you believe it?
RICHARD M. NIXON: The chicken did not cross the road. I repeat, the chicken did NOT cross the road.
JERRY SEINFELD: Why does anyone cross a road? I mean, why doesn't anyone ever think to ask, "What the heck was this chicken doing walking around all over the place, anyway?"
FREUD: The fact that you are at all concerned that the chicken crossed the road reveals your underlying sexual insecurity.
BILL GATES: I have just released the new Chicken Office 2000, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your checkbook.
OLIVER STONE: The question is not, "Why did the chicken cross the road?" Rather, it is, "Who was crossing the road at the same time, whom we overlooked in our haste to observe the chicken crossing?"
DARWIN: Chickens, over great periods of time, have been naturally selected in such a way that they are now genetically dispositioned to cross roads.
LOUIS FARRAKHAN: The road, you will see, represents the black man. The chicken 'crossed' the black man in order to trample him and keep him down.
MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR.: I envision a world where all chickens will be free to cross roads without having their motives called into question.
GRANDPA: In my day, we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Someone told us that the chicken had crossed the road, and that was good enough for us.
MACHIAVELLI: The point is that the chicken crossed the road. Who cares why? The end of crossing the road justifies whatever motive there was.
EINSTEIN: Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road moved beneath the chicken depends upon your frame of reference.
BUDDHA: Asking this questions denies your own chicken nature.
RALPH WALDO EMERSON: The chicken did not cross the road; it transcended it.
Six wise, blind elephants were discussing what humans were like. Failing to agree, they decided to determine what humans were like by direct experience.
The first wise, blind elephant felt the human, and declared, "Humans are flat."
The other wise, blind elephants, after similarly feeling the human, agreed.
There was a young monk in China who was a very serious practitioner of the Dharma.
Once, this monk came across something he did not understand, so he went to ask the master. When the master heard the question, he kept laughing. The master then stood up and walked away, still laughing.
The young monk was very disturbed by the master's reaction. For the next 3 days, he could not eat, sleep nor think properly. At the end of 3 days, he went back to the master and told the master how disturbed he had felt.
When the master heard this, he said, "Monk, do u know what your problem is? Your problem is that YOU ARE WORSE THAN A CLOWN!"
The monk was shocked to hear that, "Venerable Sir, how can you say such a thing?! How can I be worse than a clown?"
The master explained, "A clown enjoys seeing people laugh. You? You feel disturbed because another person laughed. Tell me, are u not worse than a clown?"
When the monk heard this, he began to laugh. He was enlightened.
Q: How many Zen buddhists does it take to change a light bulb? A: Three -- one to change it, one to not-change it and one to both change- and not-change it.
azt mondják ez az iszlám alapja is. vagy ahogy a buddhisták mondanák: a tüköszerű bölcsesség. ez az utam egyik alappillére is. csak nem szeretik a tükröt ;-)))
"the mid of a perfekt man is like a mirror.It grasps nothing.It expects nothing.It reflects but does not hold.Therefore,the perfect man can act without effort."
na ja. mint a mesterem - most büszkélkedem -, akiről csak annyit tudok, hogy Józsi bácsinak hívták. ;-))) az egyik magyar nagy koponya a régi keleti hagyomény után hívta az ilyeneket: "nevezetes névtelen".
p.s.: töröltettem a KAL nicket, illetve csak a nicket törölték, a hozzászólásai megmaradtak. van a politikások között egy-két ragaszkodó - azt hiszik ismernek, mert 1x találkoztunk -, aki nem érti. hát nem hiába prédikált Krisztus az újjászületésről...
de ez kulcskérdése az amerikai kultúrának ahogy én látom
az idén nem volt módom native amerikai angolra járni...tavaly megemlítettem ezt a meglátást:-) az asszem egyébként mat fiz szakos pasasnak aki a baptista egyház keretében tanított
nem tagadta
hazajöttem bekapcsoltuk a tv-t és a következőt hallottuk: nem vagyok vesztes, ne merd még egyx azt mondani hogy vesztes vagyok
Lee and I were having dim sum, a traditional Chinese breakfast of meat-filied pastries, in a downtown Los Angeles restaurant after a lesson. I seized on this opportunity to tell him that I was discouraged. At forty-: ;five, l felt I was too old and my body too stiff to achieve any real ability in jeet-kune-do: .
"You will never learn anything new unless you„are ready to accept yourself with your limitations," Bruce answered. "You must accept the fact that you are capable,
in some directions and limited in others, and you .must de velop your capabilities."
"But ten years ago I could easily kick over my head;" I" said. "Now 1 need half an hour to limber up before I can do it."
Bruce set his chopsticks down alongside his plate, clasped his hands lightly on his lap, and smiled at me. "That was ten years ago," he said gently. "So you are older today and your body has changed. Everyone has physical limitations to overcome."
"That's all very well for you to.say," I replied. "If ever a man was born with natural ability as a martial artist, it is You."
_ Bruce laughed. "I'm going to tell you something very few people know. I became a martial artist in spite of my limitations."
I was shocked. In my view, Bruce was a perfect physical specimen and I said so.
"You probably are not aware of it," my right leg is almost one inch shorter than the left.That fact dictated the best stance for me-my left foot leading. Then I found that because- the right leg was ,shorter, I had an advanttage
since the uneven stomp gave me greater impetus. "And I wear contact lenses. Since childhood }-have been near-sighted, which meant that when I wasn't wearing glasses, I had difficulty seeing an opponent when he wasn't up close. I originally started to study wing-chun because it is an ideal technique for close-in fighting.,, .
"I accepted my limitations for what they were and capitalized on them. And that's what you must learn to do. You say, you are unable to kick over your head without a long warm-up, but the real question is, is it really necessary to kick that high? The fact is that until
recently, martial artists rarely kicked above knee height. Head-high kicks are mostly for show. So perfect your kicks at waist level and they will be so formidable you'll never need to kick higher.
"Instead of trying to do everything well, do those things perfectly of which you are capable. Although most expert martial artists have spent years mastering hundreds of techniques and movements, in a bout, or .kumite, a champion may actually use only four or five techniques over and over again. These are the techniques which he has perfected and which he knows he can depend on." ,
I protested. "But the fact still remains that my real competition is the advancing years."
"Stop comparing yourself at forty-five with the man you were at twenty or thirty," Bruce answered. "The past is an illusion. You must learn to live in the present and accept yourself for what you are now. What you lack in flexibility and agility you must make up with knowledge and constant practice."
For the -next few months, instead of spending time trying to get limber enough to kick over my head, I worked on my waist-high kicks until they satisfied even Bruce.
Then one day late in 1965, he came by my house to say goodbye before leaving for Hong Kong where, he said, he intended to become the biggest star in films. "You remember our talk about limitations?" he asked. "Well, I'm limited by my size and difficulty in English and the fact that I'm Chinese, and there never has been a big Chinese star in American films. But I have spent the last three years studying movies, and I think the time is ripe for a good martial arts film-and I am the best qualified to star in it. My capabilities exceed my limitations."
Bruce's capabilities did in fact exceed his limitations and, until his youthful death, he was one of the biggest stars in films. His career was a perfect illustration of his teaching: As we discover and improve our strong points, they come to outweigh our weaknesses.
When returne& to the garden, Bruce had a worn volume in front of him. It was a book by the great Zen master and swordsman Takuan, who was one of the first to apply Zen to the psychology of swordsmanship. Bruce opened the book and read aloud:
"The mind must always be in the state of 'flowing/ for when it stops anywhere that means the flow is interrupted and it is this interruption that is injurious to the well-being of the mind. In the case of the swordsman, it means death.
'When the swordsman stands against his opponent, he is not to think of the opponent, nor of himself, nor of his enemy's sword movements. He . just stands there with his sword which, forgetful of all technique, is ready only to follow the dictates of the,unconscious. The man has effaced himself as the wielder of the sword. When he strikes, it is not the man but the sword in the hand of the unconscious that strikes."
