<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515329247825206507</id><updated>2011-07-31T00:19:32.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everything and nothing</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515329247825206507/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nikos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18241936790624858188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kh5xfiEQ4gs/S2d7NFNcK7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/p0uryEvPhBI/S220/images.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515329247825206507.post-8003018295470968784</id><published>2010-05-24T17:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T17:01:51.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabriel Garcia Marquez's Final Farewell</title><content type='html'>If for a moment God would forget that I am a rag doll and give me a scrap of life, possibly I would not say everything that I think, but I would definitely think everything that I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would value things not for how much they are worth but rather for what they mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would sleep little, dream more. I know that for each minute that we close our eyes we lose sixty seconds of light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would walk when the others loiter; I would awaken when the others sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would listen when the others speak, and how I would enjoy a good chocolate ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God would bestow on me a scrap of life, I would dress simply, I would throw myself flat under the sun, exposing not only my body but also my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God, if I had a heart, I would write my hatred on ice and wait for the sun to come out. With a dream of Van Gogh I would paint on the stars a poem by Benedetti, and a song by Serrat would be my serenade to the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my tears I would water the roses, to feel the pain of their thorns and the incarnated kiss of their petals...My God, if I only had a scrap of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't let a single day go by without saying to people I love, that I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would convince each woman or man that they are my favourites and I would live in love with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would prove to the men how mistaken they are in thinking that they no longer fall in love when they grow old--not knowing that they grow old when they stop falling in love. To a child I would give wings, but I would let him learn how to fly by himself. To the old I would teach that death comes not with old age but with forgetting. I have learned so much from you men....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that everybody wants to live at the top of the mountain without realizing that true happiness lies in the way we climb the slope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that when a newborn first squeezes his father's finger in his tiny fist, he has caught him forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that a man only has the right to look down on another man when it is to help him to stand up. I have learned so many things from you, but in the end most of it will be no use because when they put me inside that suitcase, unfortunately I will be dying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515329247825206507-8003018295470968784?l=whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/feeds/8003018295470968784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/2010/05/gabriel-garcia-marquezs-final-farewell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515329247825206507/posts/default/8003018295470968784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515329247825206507/posts/default/8003018295470968784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/2010/05/gabriel-garcia-marquezs-final-farewell.html' title='Gabriel Garcia Marquez&apos;s Final Farewell'/><author><name>Nikos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18241936790624858188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kh5xfiEQ4gs/S2d7NFNcK7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/p0uryEvPhBI/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515329247825206507.post-5528287023351885446</id><published>2010-02-14T05:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T05:18:50.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Logic Vs Feelings</title><content type='html'>Logic and feeling have the same starting area.The difference is that we call logic the way of thinking which is putting ourselves in second thoughts and doubts as far as a decision we are about to make is concerned.On the other hand,the "feeling" is the way of thinking which is simply telling us what we want to do and is filling ourselves with positiveness without putting second thoughts in our minds or doubts or further thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering the above assumption,it's quite hard to say which way of thinking is better in order to take the best decision and not to loose everything.Both of the ways are linked with each other.Logic gives you motive-action-outcome-consequence.The "Feeling"gives you MOTIVE-action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions can be risen tho from the above statement,such as for example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Could we say that logic is activated by feeling itself?&lt;br /&gt;-(total) thought or (total) action?&lt;br /&gt;-Could we say that we should first think and then act or the opposite?&lt;br /&gt;-Could anyone reach a perfect combination between them? Is there any possibility of that?&lt;br /&gt;-Could the "secret combination" be the perfect alternation of thought and action?And if yes,then which one comes first? And who is able to determine the absolute order?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possible answers to these questions could be for example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Someone could claim that logic is activated by feeling itself,but this is happening in the majority of the cases.Not in all of them.so,since we are talking about exceptions,but a fair amount of cases where Logic is not activated by a feeling,then i doubt that it would be wise to make a rule out of that majority.For example,How many times have you thought of doing something because after wards you thought of the consequences of that action or thought of other possible ways to do something else that would be bring you the same or better results? As you see in that example you have Thought(logic)-Feeling(had second thoughts-feeling of insecurity and doubt),which clearly shows that thoughts,in this case came before feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Total thought means,by definition(in this case)no action at all.This is not possible.Total action also can not be achieved because then,you would be like a robot handled by a mind that would be totally independent from you.you would have no senses and no ability to realize and interpret the results of your actions in order to create other,counter,actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i am afraid that we can't say that we should either think first and then act nor act first and then act.In the first case,we would be stuck in our decisions and choices since we would never be able to reach a final decision because mind would always create other possible actions for one thought and only.On the other hand,if we act first and then think,then we would reach a point when we would just act and the thinking part would become extinct.Then we would not be talking about a human being with logic and feeling.but an animal with insticts .Which is wrong because insticts,despite that they are a main part of our personalities that determines many of our choices and actions,should never be the dominating force of our behavior because then we would be just animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The two last questions,in my opinion share the same answer.The perfect combination,in my opinion is to find the perfect alternation of thought and action.In order to do so tho,and further determine the absolute order according to the circumstances you must have reach the point where you know yourself perfectly.In other words to know exactly who you are.To put simply,to know what exactly you want,what exactly you can do and above all,to know exactly how you react in every single situation where feelings are involved.But this is quite impossible to achieve as i try to explain in the "know who you are"topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,what the fuck is the conclusion?I will tell you honestly.I have no fucking idea.I am not god or a wise man.If i knew the answer why on earth would i make that post?to share knowledge or to show of?This topic,like the rest are made in order you to read them and try help me figure out some shit that i have in my thoughts.:) Have a nice day people:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515329247825206507-5528287023351885446?l=whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/feeds/5528287023351885446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/2010/02/logic-vs-feelings_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515329247825206507/posts/default/5528287023351885446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515329247825206507/posts/default/5528287023351885446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/2010/02/logic-vs-feelings_14.html' title='Logic Vs Feelings'/><author><name>Nikos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18241936790624858188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kh5xfiEQ4gs/S2d7NFNcK7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/p0uryEvPhBI/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515329247825206507.post-1179509993814385900</id><published>2010-02-12T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T06:01:59.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 tricky things you should NEVER tell or ask  to your girlfriend.</title><content type='html'>)Never say how many women you had sex with and how many women you want to have sex with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outcome:whenever u have a fight with your girlfriend,she may tell you the following:1)Now,i get it why the previous"number"chicks gave u your shoes and kicked you out.2)Now i get it why the other"number"chicks u want to screw have their legs closed to you.Trust me,that's too harsh and traumatic to hear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Never start with the phrase"We need to talk"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outcome:You will get an answer"sure,but what should we talk about?"and there comes the massacre.A woman listening to such a phrase from you,is reacting like she sees her first drop of blood in her underwear and period starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Never say that you don't want to have sex tonight because u feel tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outcome:She'll be chasing you for sex till she gets it.It's like saying to a lion that you ain't scared of it.It'll simply do anything to prove you that you are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Never say anything like"my best friend"when referring to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outcome:She'll take a disappointing/questioning look and will ask you the next day something like"About what you were saying yesterday.."Don't you think i am a good friend for you also?can't u have fun with me?" blablabla.It's like saying to a diamond that gold is more worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Never EVER keep quite or smile whenever she is smiling and looking at you when you see a movie where a couple is getting married or is having children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outcome:She ll take your silence for a positive answer to her silent question"isn't that great?imagine our wedding etc".This is a fatal mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Never tell her that her mother is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outcome:You ll get a question like"more beautiful than me?"you ll answer diplomatically "I think in your age she was as good as you honey".She'll reply back in an ironic tone"Aha,let's invite her then one night to have a threesome".You will smile,altho you tried to hide it and then Hell will be unleashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Never ask her if u got fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outcome:She will smile,and say "yeah a little,but i love your belly"and then she ll ask you back right away"have i gained any weight?".And that's when u get screwed.Because whatever your answer may be,she ll keep asking till u say"just a little bit sunshine,but it's ok.all the weight got stuck in your boobs and that's good".And then again..What will follow can be perfectly described with the word"Massacre".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Never tell her that you are bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outcome:She ll ask "am i getting you bored?".You will answer..no honey it's not you.I am just not in the mood.feeling a little blue today.And then what follows will be like a heavy rain of questioning that will make you feel like a british green beret being interrogated by a gestapo officer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Never tell her that you wanna buy a 2 seat sports car for you and her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outcome:she ll ask"That's really nice but what about the kids".You ll just freeze when you hear that,and kindly answer"What kids honey".And there u have kissed you peace and sex goodbye for the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Never ask her to marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outcome:Either the answer is a " fuck yes" or "i am sorry but i don't think i am ready yet blablabla",you are screwed my friend.yeah that's right.screwed.Not because you never screw another girl in your life,but because you ll have opened the door to the dark panic room called"routine".And to survive in that room you have to know how to adapt.If you can't adapt and adjust,then do not enter that room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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girlfriend.'/><author><name>Nikos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18241936790624858188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kh5xfiEQ4gs/S2d7NFNcK7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/p0uryEvPhBI/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515329247825206507.post-3441371479865266450</id><published>2010-02-07T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T13:56:25.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Risks</title><content type='html'>Risks are to be taken.&lt;br /&gt;If u win and things go as u planned,that's good because u didn't loose what u had risked.&lt;br /&gt;But,what is PERFECT in taking risks,is when u "loose".because when u take a risk and things don't go as planned,u fall down,you"loose"what u had risked and you are given the chance to stand up on your feet again and believe in yourself for once more.To remember again who you are.And that's the magic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,you may be wondering what if the prize is too high and the odds are against you?&lt;br /&gt;i think,that there is no such thing like too high prize.or too low odds against you.I believe tho that there is too much to win and too low self confidence or willingness to achieve what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see,when you really want something,and means a lot for you,then you can rely only on yourself to grand it or achieve it.There are of course what they call "external circumstances",but in the bottom line,these external circumstances,can be controlled by you.Even extinguished.Problems and obstacles,that will or may stand in your way are being created,in their base,by our minds and only.Not by god.Not by routine.Not by the society.By us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems and obstacles,are just a trick that our mind plays to us in order to remind us that we do have limits.Or at least,that's what you may think.The truth tho is not that.What you should think is that these limits are being reminded to you not to remind you that you are made of flesh and bones.and you like it or not,have restrictions as far as setting goals and achieving them is concerned.They are being reminded to you,in order to remember that you have something else also.Something called willingness and strength to exploit that willingness on your advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case,remember that a chicken is going to remember that has wings and can fucking fly when it gets hit and feels hurt.Then and Only then it's going to fly.Otherwise,it's going to stay stuck on the ground doing what it's supposed to do.Live-eat-get fat-get nailed by a rooster-do some eggs-and end up in your plate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515329247825206507-3441371479865266450?l=whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/feeds/3441371479865266450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/2010/02/risks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515329247825206507/posts/default/3441371479865266450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515329247825206507/posts/default/3441371479865266450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/2010/02/risks.html' title='Risks'/><author><name>Nikos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18241936790624858188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kh5xfiEQ4gs/S2d7NFNcK7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/p0uryEvPhBI/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515329247825206507.post-6209881882945194994</id><published>2010-02-02T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T14:29:40.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Know who you are</title><content type='html'>The one who doesn't know and doesn't know that he doesn't know,is Naive.&lt;br /&gt;The one who knows and doesn't know that he knows,is Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;The one who doesn't know and knows that he doesn't know,is Smart.&lt;br /&gt;The one who knows and knows that he knows is a Genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless..Trying to put yourself in a category leads you nowhere.You can never know what you know or what you dont know until your last breath,when the end has come for you.You keep discovering yourself minute after minute,day after day.The more you find out about what you are and what you can do and what you can't do,what you want and what you don't want,the more things you find out about what yourself wants from you.its and endless circle with a beginning but not an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is the last frontier to the ultimate knowledge called Life.Nobody can know or should care about death cause while he's alive,death does not exist.and when apparently,he will meet death and get to know bout death,he will not exist any further.Death,is the Ultimate knowledge.Because when you get to know about death,you will find out If you have lived your life In the best way possible or not..If you are happy or not..it's about that moment when you are saving your last breaths..If you say"i wish i had a couple more weeks to do this and that,that i hadn't done when i had the chance.or if you say"i wish i could go back then,and do this like that when i hadn't..then you will not that you have failed tragically to live your life like you wanted to.that you failed to find your self and live your life in the exact way you wanted to.On the other hand.If your only wish,while saving your last breaths,is"i wish not to see you soon my dears(talking to your beloved ones around you)then Yes.you have no regrets for not doing something correctly in the way you wanted to or simply not doing it at all.and you have lived your life like a happy man that knows now who he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is the one that will justify you as a person,as an existence and and will make you Judged By the toughest and most ruthless judge.Yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515329247825206507-6209881882945194994?l=whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/feeds/6209881882945194994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/2010/02/know-who-you-are_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515329247825206507/posts/default/6209881882945194994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515329247825206507/posts/default/6209881882945194994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/2010/02/know-who-you-are_02.html' title='Know who you are'/><author><name>Nikos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18241936790624858188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kh5xfiEQ4gs/S2d7NFNcK7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/p0uryEvPhBI/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515329247825206507.post-7306968179876301669</id><published>2010-02-02T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T12:55:03.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The way life should be seen.</title><content type='html'>Life.Many questions have been made about that word/term.Most of them have been unanswered.Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?That question,surprisingly enough,can be answered quite easily:Because Life is a question by itself.Life is a sum of questions,answers and dilemmas.Life should not be seen as a problem that needs to be answered or solved.Life shouldn't be seen as equation that you are looking for the outcome.The reason is simple.Because you can never ever know what expressions you have on the left side.Hence you can never predict or even assume what finishes the equation on the right side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to see the Fun side of life.See life as game of Poker.I say poker because life is so funny,unpredictable,risky,and valuable(if you win it)as poker.The only difference tho between poker and life is that in Life's poker tournament,you are playing Vs your fears-not others.The dealer is yourself himself-not a random guy.And the prize is a full experience-not a huge amount of money.So now,pops out the question:"How the fuck am i supposed to win such a game Vs my fears specially when myself is dealing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer lies in a very simple thing.The fact that,your fears,are a part of you.part of yourself.A part that without it,you can't exist and be a balanced personality.And the dealer?The dealer is your thoughts.Your sense of how things should be arranged in the game and how"cards"should be handed out.So in a way of speaking,since not only your fears but the dealer also,are part of you,you are playing Vs Nobody.You are just playing against an opponent that you have created in order to play.But why?Why are you creating opponents and "enemies" and problems and obstacles when there is no need to do so?Why does human brain have to play such tricks and creates situations of controversy out of nothing?The answer can vary from person to person and from personality to personality.But the starting area and cause should be the same for everyone.Because brain is responsible for self preservation and it's main purpose and job to harden you and make ready and prepare you for the worst of the situations.Create a fucked up scenario adn then try to believe it and see what your reactions will be.how are you going to work it out.So not to be unprepared.that could be an explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know,that i started by saying"Try to see the fun side of life.See life as a game of poker."And the development of that phrase was rather than happy or entertaining.You people stuck your eye and brain in the word"fun side"and skipper the initializing opening word"TRY TO".Sometimes,our brain needs a break and tries to see just what we want to see,so it simplifies things in order to deceit us and make us see the bright side of things huh?or is it the opposite happening?If you think further of that,you ll be knowing on the door that the label on it says"Schizophrenia".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keep in mind that Life is nothing more than an irony of life itself.Everything is a joke.an irony of coincidences and events.You laugh or not..Life was,is and always will be the greatest Irony of all.the Sum up of all ironies and jokes.Understand the joke...and you will laugh.Get the joke wrong and u ll be condemned to be thinking of the joke and its meaning for then and on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515329247825206507-7306968179876301669?l=whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kh5xfiEQ4gs/S2d7NFNcK7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/p0uryEvPhBI/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515329247825206507.post-2767427350625164420</id><published>2010-02-01T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T17:29:01.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love's twin is pain.</title><content type='html'>Pain creates love because you are vulnerable and you need something to hang on from something.On the same hand,love creates pain because you think that you are hanging on from something that's pretty much strong but as it turns out,it's not or because you are too scared of losing it.Point is"Love can't exist without pain and via versa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515329247825206507-2767427350625164420?l=whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kh5xfiEQ4gs/S2d7NFNcK7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/p0uryEvPhBI/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515329247825206507.post-2340060187562495007</id><published>2010-02-01T17:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T17:27:31.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes.</title><content type='html'>They do say that eyes are the mirror of the soul.But what i am wondering is:Are they the mirror of the soul of the one staring at them?or the mirror of the soul of the one having them?Do we see really in someone's eyes what the other person is feeling or what we want to see according to what we do feel and to what we need to feel?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515329247825206507-2340060187562495007?l=whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/feeds/2340060187562495007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/2010/02/eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515329247825206507/posts/default/2340060187562495007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515329247825206507/posts/default/2340060187562495007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/2010/02/eyes.html' title='Eyes.'/><author><name>Nikos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18241936790624858188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kh5xfiEQ4gs/S2d7NFNcK7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/p0uryEvPhBI/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515329247825206507.post-8994374308786290722</id><published>2010-02-01T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T17:24:53.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How free can we really be?</title><content type='html'>If you think about it,your life is totally confined between 2 words."Why" and "Because".Whatever you may Think.Whatever you may Decide.Whatever you may Choose.Whatever you say.Whatever you may Do..Starts with "Why"and ends with"Because".So,in a matter of speaking,do we truly have the freedom of choice since whatever we do as an existance is confined in such a way?Or we can never be truly free as beings since the biggest prison of all and our total freedom is ourself at the same time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515329247825206507-8994374308786290722?l=whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/feeds/8994374308786290722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-free-can-we-really-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515329247825206507/posts/default/8994374308786290722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515329247825206507/posts/default/8994374308786290722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-free-can-we-really-be.html' title='How free can we really be?'/><author><name>Nikos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18241936790624858188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kh5xfiEQ4gs/S2d7NFNcK7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/p0uryEvPhBI/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515329247825206507.post-593890077768344835</id><published>2010-02-01T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T17:20:37.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Myth of Mister Perfect.</title><content type='html'>We all do know that women have a day dream..An expectation that keeps  them smiling while picturing this image in their head..The image of them  meeting finaly the perfect guy..the prince..on the white horse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Nikos,i am not in position to judge if that expectation of dream is  good or not..and of course i am not going to be the one saying that such  a guy does not exist..What i want to ask the women tho is the  following: "DO YOU LADIES KNOW WHAT YOU ARE WISHING FOR?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be more precise..According to the biggest and most important  religions on this shit hole called earth,the white horse symbolizes  something..hm..lets say..not that good..it stands for the Anti  christ.The Evil..&lt;br /&gt;What is my point ladies,is that you may wish for the perfect guy..the  prince on the white horse..But..be really careful of what you are  wishing for..Because..Every coin,has 2 sides..You will see that the  perfect prince on the white horse has has his evil side..In other  words,the perfect prince on the white horse is not going to stick with  you for long..because my ladies,the white prince IS perfect..and you are  not.Because the Perfect prince will be able to have whoever he  wants..and will have..just by flipping his fingers once..And then..the  Perfect prince wont be with you anymore,when he realises that you are  not a princess..And he will leave you to keep looking for his princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is simple..You would like to be part of that fairy tale called  "The Perfect Prince on the White Horse" and you May be..But that will be  all..You will be JUST a PART of this story..You are not going to BE the  story..Not even the beginning..Not even the End..Just a paragraph..and  this..will be all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful..of what you are wishing for..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515329247825206507-593890077768344835?l=whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/feeds/593890077768344835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/2010/02/myth-of-mister-perfect_2997.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515329247825206507/posts/default/593890077768344835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8515329247825206507/posts/default/593890077768344835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/2010/02/myth-of-mister-perfect_2997.html' title='The Myth of Mister Perfect.'/><author><name>Nikos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18241936790624858188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kh5xfiEQ4gs/S2d7NFNcK7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/p0uryEvPhBI/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8515329247825206507.post-7245192835856239226</id><published>2010-02-01T17:14:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T17:18:02.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life a Journey By Train</title><content type='html'>In life,i believe that you need two things.Dreams and Balls.&lt;br /&gt;Dreams,in order to have a purpose in life..A goal..A final destination..&lt;br /&gt;Balls,in order to find the strength to fight in order to make your dreams  come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;  The sad thing tho,is that life is putting us in certain"musts",certain  lines and is setting to us virtual,"fake" final  destinations..Virtual,"fak&lt;/span&gt;e"  goals..So,after all you start to forget your first goals that YOU had  set for you as an existence in your "naive"times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;  When you used to be a child,you used to have  some dreams..Some goals..Some  believes that would mark up your way to your final  destinations.Sadly,somewhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;re  in the middle of your way to"maturity"you see that things ain't as you  expected them to be.And you learn to adapt,you learn to race versus your  self in order to achieve goals that didn't start as yours, but turned  out to be yours.Goals that weren't set by you from the start according  to your believes or your alikes,but goals that were set for you,by life  itself.Or better say,by things that come along with life as life passes  by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To set an example,imagine life,as a ride by train,and the  small"wants"you have from your life-the small or big things you want to  do in your life,imagine them as the stops at the various small stations  the train stops during that trip.&lt;br /&gt;So life is a ride that you believe that leads to an exotic final  destination.A destination that you were dreaming since you were  a"naive"child.All excited,you enter in that train called LIFE..You are  all happy and ready for that trip of your dreams.That trip that you used  to picture in your mind soo many times,and now you are actually a grown  up and ready to do this trip!Soon enough tho,as the time passes  by,surprisingly enough,you find out that you cant get down from the train  wherever you want to enjoy your trip,but ONLY in specific stops that  SOMEONE ELSE(aka train aka life itself)has arranged for you.So,since  there is nothing you can do about it,you just lay back in your chair,and  you try to adapt to that schedule that was predefined without even  being asked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;  Hours pass..Months...years..Deca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;des..And  after a point,you get used to it..and you forget what exactly you  wanted to enjoy from that trip..You are trying to recall in your  memory,all matured now,what were these things that you wanted to  see..What were these things that you wanted to do during that trip..Why  you wanted to do these things..But all you can do is just that  thing.Just to lay back in your comfortable chair..looking out from the  window and be thinking"what a beautiful scenery(how beatifull life is"BUT  YOU DONT FUCKING LIVE IT YOU MORAN,YOU JUST SEE IT PASSING BY AND YOU  CAN DO JACKSHIT")..And the saddest part ain't over yet my old chumps..The  saddest and most pathetic thing is that in the end,you even forget what  your exotic final destination you wanted..And you just end up  saying"Fuck it anyway,i haven't enjoyed a single stop that i wanted  anyway,lets just wait for the train to stop and i will be happy if my  chair at least stays that comfortable and nothing unexpected happens to  the trip.i am warm here,comfortable,safe here anyway..and that's,my dear  fellas,is called ADAPTATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;  In the end,ladies and gentlemen,before even you notice it..the trip  called life,ends..And you MUST get down from the train.The train has  arrived to its final destination..But..But..It'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;s not what you were dreaming when you were an  innocent child..No it's not..But you have no idea what the fuck it  is..You just feel tired and glad that it has ended..Glad and  happy,partly,because you had a comfortable trip..A safe trip..You had  some nice moments like meeting some people that were travelling with  you,making relationships with them..Being friends with them..You even  met a beatiful girl and had children with her during that long trip..But  still,somewhere deep inside you,you don't feel happy enough..A tiny  voice inside you,is yelling hard,something..Something that you can't  listen clearly..maybe it's saying"that was a nice trip,you had happy  moments,but you were planning something else..You wanted something  else..You had Other or More dreams..You used to want to get down and see  some"places"and enjoy the scenary..You didnt want to be able to get  down to predefined stations and stops..You didn't quite have THIS final  destination in your mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;  But..But..But..That's all folks.That's all..You had your trip,and you  can't have have another one..Because..Simply..YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;like everyone else..Had an one way ticket..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:Arguments are welcomed and many can say i am not optimistic as a  person.Somewhere deep inside you tho,you will find great truths in that  comparison of a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8515329247825206507-7245192835856239226?l=whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/feeds/7245192835856239226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whyandbecause-nikos.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-journey-by-train.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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