SocialButterfly

Life as a checkerboard.

Viata in alb negru. Patratele. Sabloane. Totul e la fel, dar alternand fac diferenta.

Nu e doar negru.

Nu e doar alb.

Nu e negru si alb.

E si negru si alb. 

E cand negru cand alb.

Nu e banal. Se repeta destul de des. Insa tu alegi daca sa sari mai mult pe patratele albe sau pe cele negre.

Tu alegi cand sa alternezi.

Cei din jur te fac uneori sa alegi.

Cine ma cunoaste stie ca am o pasiune pentru alb negru, si mai ales pentru patternuri alb-negru.

Explicatii simple. My life is like that.
Viata tuturora e in general asha. Fie e alba, fie e neagra. Exista cale de mijloc, un gri, doar daca esti capabil sa le amesteci. Dar tind sa cred ca se amesteca doar in mintea noastra. De fapt trebuie sa treci cand peste alb, cand peste negru incat sa poti zice ca le-ai amestecat.

Si sa alegi intensitatea pe urma. Mai mult alb, sau mai mult negru.

De ce patratele? Hai sa ne imaginam o tabla de shah.

Pe o parte esti tu, cu piesele tale care reprezinta viata ta: familie, prieteni, iubit/ti, educatie, cariera, pasiuni…etc…
In principiu tu faci mutarile.

Depinzi totusi de ceva. De cel cu care joci. Unii spun ca totul in viata tine de noroc. Altii de destin. Altii de Dumnezeu. Orice ar fi, sa zicem ca e celalalt jucator. Nu-l voi numi adversar, pentru ca uneori te ajuta sa castigi.

Sa zicem si ca e cam fatala asemanarea, pentru ca in orice joc exista un castigator si un invins. In viata nu e chiar asa. Cel putin nu in viata celor mai multi, care nu vor sa o traiasca ca pe un joc. Deci, exista ture in care castigam si ture in care pierdem. Finalul nu va mai fi atat de important, pentru ca oricum natura, sau Dumnezeau decide si va fi oricum moartea…

Dar pe parcursul jocului, care am cazut de acord ca e viata, totul depinde de tine si de adversar, care din nou poate fi o fortza necunoscuta, sau poate fi chiar o persoana, sau mai multe din viata ta, care are uneori puterea sa-tzi controleze viata, cum ar fi societatea, sau scoala, familia sau cei dragi.

Vrand, nevrand exista momente in viata cand si acestia sunt fortza contra sau impreuna cu care jucam in sahul vietii.

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dilema… am mai dezbatut asta. dar sunt in continuare intrebata daca il vreau pe ro sau pe engleza… il vreau si asa si asa.-

si pe bune ca e justificata treaba. am cititori care nu stiu romaneste!!! si cei ce stiu romaneste stiu engleza. asa ca nu degeaba e internationala limba asta… dar vor urma niste ganduri romanesti. poate pentru ca sunt pe plaiul mioritic. poate pentru ca aud mai frecvent limba romana. poate pentru ca o vorbesc mai frecvent acum ca sunt din nou aici…

poate pentru ca asa vrea insipiratia mea:)

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yep, everything seems to be paradoxical or to be a huge PARADOX.
Also, it seems that for more than a week now this word – paradox – is my favorite one, or better said I use it excessively or is it cause I am really dealing only with paradoxical situations?

Firstly let’s try to define this magical word and than correlate it with happenings.

“A paradox is a statement or group of statements that leads to a contradiction or a situation which defies intuition; or, it can be an apparent contradiction that actually expresses a non-dual truth (cf. Koan, Catuskoti). Typically, either the statements in question do not really imply the contradiction, the puzzling result is not really a contradiction, or the premises themselves are not all really true or cannot all be true together. The word paradox is often used interchangeably with contradiction. Often, mistakenly, it is used to describe situations that are ironic.”
(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paradox)

A country that doesn’t care about the others, that doesn’t know too much about the “outside” is a powerful one. It’s the case of America – the most powerful power, and the paradox of paradoxes. (to be continued…) Also, it is the country that we love to hate…or we hate to love?:)

We have TECHNOLOGY. PCs, cell phones – smartphones, internet…
By definition it was supposed to ease our life, our world. But… in a paradoxical way…or am I using it wrong? Is it the irony that made us the slaves of technology? It’s not saving our life, maybe sometimes…but most of the time it complicates our life instead of simplifying it. We waist time. We are disturbed. We cannot talk with others without being disturbed by the ringing of the phone or we cannot enjoy our time without getting an email…
And… we cannot sign out, or close our phones either… we are not powerful enough…

The thing that started to make me wonder about paradoxes was the fact that I was leaving Germany (and many things that I read about America, globalisation, etc. stuff for my university degree).
But, the feelings of leaving something behind, that I was anxious to leave, that I didn’t really enjoy, because the long winter..and boredom, started to be paradoxical. Actually I already talked about feelings of leaving… all the things that u leave behind, all the new friends that u loose, all the things that u got used to. I missed that room that I hated for being so empty and making me feel so alone. Now I miss being alone in that room that made me feel confy in a way…
I miss that routine that drove me mad.

Or are this the feelings that make us being the unfulfilled humans that we are?

It is the fact that often, we’re so trapped in thoughts of the future or the past that we forget to experience, let alone enjoy, what’s happening right now.

More paradoxes:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_paradoxes

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Ain’t I just a “lucky” person? Or are this signs to stop traveling so much? Only by reading this blog usually, u can always find stories about troubles while traveling or adventures during traveling, and it seems that it just doesn’t matter on what continent, in which country I am or what kind of method of transport I use or the persons I am traveling with.

DB- deutsche Bahn – the german company for train transportation. I underline german! So it should a incarca cuvantul cu semnificatie also mean – punctuality, planning, PERFECTION. U couldn’t think of any unannounced time delays or troubles while connecting… but u can’t really think of everything, and nor are Germans that perfect. I choose to travel during night with the city night express (actually it’s smt european..not really only german…or smt…) train cause I had to catch my flight to Cluj at 8:20.

So there was this train that was supposed to get in Dortmund at 4:50, giving me time to be in time in the airport and making me angry for having to wait so much. Or I thought so… at 2 o’clock in the morning I started getting stressed and angry because of the thought of not getting in time at the airport or even missing my flight. Not even at the half of the way, in Berlin we made a little stop…of almost 2 hours while waiting for some train connection that had to be “attached”. Same thing happened in Hannover…for maybe half an hour Adding the hours..i could have missed my flight easily…but thanx God the train went fast enough, and instead of 4:50 as planned I got at the destination at 6:15, caught the airport shuttle from 6:30 and I got on the plain…then in cluj… And after getting out of the airport… I asked myself “can I go back?”

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Before I leave some place where I spend more time it’s always the same. There are many feelings that are combined.
First is the feeling of happiness: you go finally home, back to your family and old friends that u’ve been missing.
Then, in the same time there is the feeling of sadness: that u leave a place where u got used to the system, a new place that u got to know a little better and didn’t have time to get bored of it, a place where u also made new friends, that u started to like and that u can’t get to know better and maybe people u won’t see again…
Sadness converts to angriness – packing was never someone’s favorite activity. Unless u go for vacation, but not even then, cause u have to think about every detail and a luggage even if it’s huge, it’s always hard to close it…
The notion of time also changes – if it seemed that the time u got left it’s never ending, in the last week, when u would give anything to expand it, it just flies away. The time that u wanna spend with all of them, cause u know that maybe u won’t see them again is never enough…
And there’s stress that kind of wraps in all of them – cause when u are overwhelmed with so many types of feelings u don’t really feel any of them, just the mixture that stressed u!!!
Damn this periods and feelings. Why do u have to feel anything at all? Stupid question. If u don’t feel anything it would mean that u can’t feel happiness either so we would be all an unhappy planet.
So I guess u just have to assume this huge responsibility when u leave somewhere…unless u don’t leave forever… but than it would be another story, and the conclusion of which would be the same: u can’t be ever totally satisfied with what u have

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“There are also data which suggest that having a more feminine personality might indeed give a heterosexual male an advantage. Though women prefer traditionally macho men at the time in their menstrual cycles when they are most fertile, at other times they are more attracted to those with feminine traits such as tenderness, considerateness and kindness, as well as those with feminised faces. The explanation usually advanced for this is that macho men will provide the sperm needed to make sexy sons, but the more feminised phenotype makes a better carer and provider—in other words an ideal husband. And, despite all the adultery and cuckoldry that goes on in the world, it is the husband who fathers most of the children.

As far as masculinised women are concerned, less research has been done on the advantages that their appearance and behaviour might bring. What data there are, however, suggest they tend to have more sexual partners than highly feminised women do. That may, Dr Zietsch speculates, reflect increased competitiveness or a willingness to engage in unrestrained sexual relations (ie, to behave in a male-like way) that other women do not share.”

more about this on

http://www.economist.com/science/displaystory.cfm?story_id=12465295

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the most wonderful city I’ve ever seen.

it got high in my top cities…like it just jumped on the first place, so London and New York’s Manhattan come after it!!!

so much beauty concentrated on every hill top, along any street, in every building, on every wall, in every brick of a wall… so much history kept on that surface, and even if everything is old, is still new, clean, in refreshed colors. It’s perfection – felt in every detail – and there are details everywhere.

It ‘ s like every architect, every building maker had a sense of beauty, and they tried to place everything in a special way, that complete the whole image…

for me it were only 3 and a half wonderful days, a very funny and cute traveling mate, a nice host, hurting feet and eyes washed with beauty – if i am allowed to express like that.

so I am in love with the city. the only thing is that f*(^& complicated language… and the lack of information signs in English. they really should do something for the tourists that don’t know Romanian or Hungarian or don’t have imagination by trying to guess what words can mean…

everything started with an adventure. actually nothing was so rigorously planed even if the thought of going there existed for at least 3 months ago. i got there hitchhiking:)) never thought i will do smt like that all by myself, but “booking” somebody on the internet didn’t seem such a bad idea, and a 2 hours way couldn’t be that bad. i actually found someone from Romania, Cluj more exactly who studies here and was going home thru Prague. Lucky me. We got there he left me where i had to meet my friend , the address said by the gps was the correct one.

but where was I Sunday evening at 8 pm? on a huge street. a big building, no signs. i am looking at the building, hoping it was the state opera, but it was the train station, one of them, the bigger one. ( i can’t say which one:)) hl.n. …smt:))

ok…going to the information – the lady explained me in English that i had to walk not even 5 minutes, and go that way – and she pointed a direction. ok…fine. got out of the building somehow, and got the direction i thought she showed me. Wrong direction!! Darkness, rain, I was under some bridges, i saw only an older alcoholic guy… got spoookier and spookier when i saw on a house that i was in prague 3 not prague 1…

there where not many people on the street. i asked whom i could, everybody pointed directions with their finger but no one really knew where the opera was… my friends roaming wasn’t working, my phone was dying… but still she called me from some public phones, but couldn’t tell where i was, how to reach her…

finally i get on a street that drove me to a huge nice thing, to a place full of tourist, to a big yellow building – that i supposed it was the opera. but it wasn’t. i finally found the huge maps of the city, but the sign of u are here was missing on both of them… fuck fuck fuck!!!

I asked 2 guys. One of them was playing at the opera, so… he knew where it was, but couldn’t explain – but they proposed to drive me with their car there, cause it was easier, and close enough. ok… the proposal scared me… i would usually NEVER say yes… but after 1 hour of running in every direction and not knowing where i was i accepted. he said i should tell everybody that the guys from the Chech republic are nice. so i am saying it officially, cause they drove me to my friend, and i am very thankful to them!

Then, I am thankful to Brano, our host from the couchsurfing.com program, that by the way u should try it! the program is a very smart thing for traveling with no sleeping expenses, with no money for hotels, motels, or whateva…and u get to know interesting people that might show u the city, might reveal u the places that must be seen – insider secretes, u get to know the culture of it thru a person that is living it…

and the rest is beauty – and history…and thx God it’s kept in more than 800 pictures:)

enjoy – AND VISIT PRAGUE!!!!

And pictures can’t reveal the hole beauty of it, not even the half of it…and it can’t give u the feeling u get walking on those streets, or hills…
P.S.: important words that must be learned: pivo cerny (or cerna??) – black beer – the best we ever tasted!

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