semmi nem fenekig tejfel az itt-es mostban... A kulso nem szabad hogy megtevesszen. Sem a varosok, sem az emberek, sem dolgok tekinteteben... SEmmiben, amit fizikainak nevezunk...
Az teny, hogy az emberelet megnehezedett, besurusodott, felgyorsult, igy az embernek maganak is uj kepessegekkel kell felszerelkeznie, hogy az adott, megnehezedett korulmenyek kozott kepes legyen megis sajat utjat megtalalni, s fejlodni... a boldogsagok es nehezsegek ellenere vagy inkabb veluk...
Montreal egy muveszettel atitatott varos. Minden porcikajaban a muveszetrol vall, legyen szo barmirol. Az europai francia kultura rezeg a lelkekben. Bar Kanada egyik legnagyobb varosa, nem csupan a francia nyelv miatt kulonul el az orszagtol, hanem egesz 'lenyisegeben'... Nemsokara kezdodnek a hires Montreali Jazz Napok... Az utcak tele vannak zeneszekkel... varj csak, van egy fotom errol, a Metroban egy harmonikas lany... vagy majd kesobb berakom... A szinek, formak es minden, amihez a varosnak koze lehet, a szepsegrol vall :-) A franciak bohokas emberek, szeretik a vidamsagot, es akiben lelket tapasztalnak, annak megfogjak a kezet es el sem engedik...
Szivesen jottem ide vissza. Hallgatom a radiot (Radio Villa Marie), katedral music spiritual conversation, mindenbol a nyitottsag, oszinte emberseg sugarzik...
:-)))) csendes? :-))))) ez a varos szinte kozepeben van, Cote de Neige a varosresz neve. Telen voltam itt, de azota mar voltam... mindig idejovok, amikor tehetem... Imadom az ilyen helyeket, ahol csak onmagunkban elmelyedhetunk! :-) Amint folmesz a lepcson, mintha az Egbe emelkedtel volna! A tetejebe fol lehet menni... lepcson is es lifttel is...
el kellett volna olvasnom a bevezetot, de olyan sokaig piszmogtam a keppel, hogy mar nincs ido ra, te meg mesz ebedelni. Egyszoval hogy ki milyen uton jarrrr :-) meg hogy jar e... (de biztosan)... meg van e ut... :-))) hat valami ilyesmi...
Bill Gates died in a car accident. He found himself in Purgatory being sized up by God... "Well, Bill, I'm really confused on this call. I'm not sure whether to send you to Heaven or Hell. After all, you enormously helped society by putting a computer in almost every home in the world and yet you created that ghastly Windows 95. I'm going to do something I've never done before. In your case, I'm going to let you decide where you want to go!" Bill replied, "Well, thanks, God. What's the difference between the two?" God said, "I'm willing to let you visit both places briefly if it will help you make a decision." "Fine, but where should I go first?" God said, "I'm going to leave that up to you." Bill said, "OK, then, let's try Hell first." So Bill went to Hell. It was a beautiful, clean, sandy beach with clear waters. There were thousands of beautiful women running around, playing in the water, laughing and frolicking about. The sun was shining, the temperature was perfect. Bill was very pleased. "This is great!" he told God."If this is Hell, I REALLY want to see Heaven!" "Fine," said God and off they went. Heaven was a high place in the clouds, with angels drifting about playing harps and singing. It was nice but not as enticing as Hell. Bill thought for a quick minute and rendered his decision. "Hmm, I think I prefer Hell" he told God. "Fine," retorted God, "as you desire." So Bill Gates went to Hell. Two weeks later, God decided to check up on the late billionaire to see how he was doing in Hell. When God arrived in Hell, he found Bill shackled to a wall, screaming amongst the hot flames in a dark cave. He was being burned and tortured by demons. "How's everything going, Bill?" God asked. Bill responded - his voice full of anguish and disappointment, "This is awful, this is not what I expected. I can't believe this happened. What happened to that other place with the beaches and the beautiful women playing in the water?" God said, "That was the screen saver".
For decades, two heroic statues, one male and one female, faced each other in a city park, until one day an angel came down from heaven. "You've been such exemplary statues," he announced to them, "I'm going to give you a special gift. I'm going to bring you both to life for thirty minutes, in which you can do anything you want." And with a clap of his hands, the angel brought the statues to life.
The two approached each other a bit shyly, but soon dashed for the bushes, from which shortly emerged a good deal of giggling, laughter, and shaking of branches. Fifteen minutes later, the two statues emerged from the bushes, wide grins on their faces.
"You still have fifteen more minutes," said the angel, winking at them. Grinning even more widely the female statue turned to the male statue and said, "You want to do it again?" And he replied, "Yes, very much. But this time lets switch positions. This time you hold the pigeon down and I'll poop on its head."
One Sunday a pastor told the congregation that the church needed some extra money and asked the people to prayerfully consider giving a little extra in the offering plate. He said that whoever gave the most would be able to pick out three hymns. After the offering plates were passed, the pastor glanced down and noticed that someone had placed a $1,000 bill in the offering. He was so excited that he immediately shared his joy with his congregation and said he'd like to personally thank the person who placed the money in the plate. A very quiet, elderly, saintly lady all the way in the back shyly raised her hand. The pastor asked her to come to the front. Slowly she made her way to the pastor. He told her how wonderful it was that she gave so much and in thanksgiving asked her to pick out three hymns. Her eyes brightened as she looked over the congregation, pointed to the three handsomest men in the building and said, "I'll take him and him and him!"
A young boy had just gotten his driving permit. He asked his father, who was a minister, if they could discuss the use of the car.
His father took him to his study and said to him, "I'll make a deal with you. You bring your grades up, study your Bible a little and get your hair cut and we'll talk about it." After about a month the boy came back and again asked his father if they could discuss use of the car.
They again went to the father's study where his father said, "Son, I've been real proud of you. You have brought your grades up, you've studied your Bible diligently, but you didn't get your hair cut!"
The young man waited a moment and replied, "You know Dad, I've been thinking about that.
You know, Samson had long hair, Moses had long hair, Noah had long hair, and even Jesus had long hair...." To which his father replied, "Yes, and they walked every where they went!"
Three boys are in the schoolyard bragging about their fathers.
The first boy says, "My Dad scribbles a few words on a piece of paper, he calls it a poem, they give him $50."
The second boy says, "That's nothing. My Dad scribbles a few words on a piece of paper, he calls it a song, they give him $100."
The third boy says, "I got you both beat. My Dad scribbles a few words on a piece of paper, he calls it a sermon and it takes eight people to collect all the money!"
Ha eroskodunk, akkor nem ismerjuk fel az utat... El kell engedni az izmot, a gondolatot, oda kell tudnunk adni magunkat s cserebe a Mindent kapjuk :-)
