Sunday, August 30, 2009

Incestoitaliano Gratis

People who possess the power

People who possess the power ..

people can distinguish among these more average, and those who possess some power. Ci - conventionally - "average" is like a white Opel Corsa 1.2 engine. no air conditioning and ABS. They are, pay taxes, they live, but none of their pictures are not hung over the bed itself. Well, I do not think any of sixteen, "I start making money right now I'll buy the Opel Corsa 1.2, and I traveled around Europe. Or start a rally. "In contrast to Renalult Megane, Opel Corsa 1.2 in white, it is common aesthetic emotion, or any other. He just is ...

Those who possess power are also different. Ot know someone with a very good nature, who possesses the intuitive power of driving the other pins in the heart. This pin can be letter mail more frequently (in accordance with the spirit of the time), or some word or look. After such a "sting" over people hypersensitive, and these are not lacking, and the sky closes lilacs lose their smell for weeks.
I also know someone who possesses forth strength training year filling up space, walls, floors, people and air their sick neuroticism. It's like the energy transformer, which ominously humming and no one knows when they hit it off and when it explodes. When that buzzes from the walls of plaster fall. He's humming and from people around the falls enthusiasm and willingness to act .... The desire to live.
But that was not the only dark powers, and their dark energies.
I know someone who possessed the power to inspire. After meeting with him lit up for new ideas and concepts, or sit four weeks on YouTube and scan themed movies. In short, the power can vary. This takes with such and no other education or lack of education. Comes from karma and destiny.

And why am I writing about? Because today on the walk reminded me of my grandmother. The former owner of the estate Goraj, brave and cheerful person. It was many years ago.

grandmother was 75 years old, broke up and turning the head of the femur. She went to the hospital, and as a doctor's wife was treated with a certain esteem.
Hospital - still a communist - he looked like a slaughterhouse with a combination of provincial psychiatric facility. Everywhere, filth, stench and smell of biting into the eyes of lizolu. And it was a time when American films on the doctors in sterile gowns ments with pagers, and near the beds of their patients have become cameras, which did Pim! Pim! Pim!
Even at the mere sight of a hospital in Warsaw, healthy and strong man - a hero in the style of the novel by Jack London - died after a week, and even if it did not die lived on - with hepatitis B, which he contracted there, surely.
surgeon told Grandma what and how, and of the fact that there are two replacement - cheaper than ceramic, which is enough for at least 8 years, and molybdenum - a lot more expensive, which is enough for his long life. Well, but because of their age (75) Grandma will wear this cheaper. That is ceramic.



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mountain. about 1986 below.




So far, I remember mine doctor when Grandma asked him;

Are you an idiot?
This means that you will be out every 8 years kroił to name me something in the hip?
is absurd!
Then he turned to me and said;
wnusiu As you can see, now studios may end up really everyone in the street ...
The row was terrible, and ended up that she said that Grandma wants endoprosthesis, i. .... alone has paid for its operation.


After three days of operation (after three days!) Visited a grandmother in her flat. I expected to find a moaning old woman in a sweaty betach. And let me add that the day I visited Warsaw i was looking for her special holders for people with disabilities. Handles to the bathroom and shower, which is mounted on the walls.
and Grandma took me in a perfectly clean house. Ubrana była w brązową garsonkę i skromną bursztynową biżuterię. Kiedy wszedłem wstała (!) podpierając się drżącą z wysiłku ręką o stół zapytała; „Witaj! Jak się cieszę, że przyjechałeś. Zrobić ci pysznej kawki? Ty tak lubisz kawkę..”
Osłupiałem, bo wtedy właśnie, w momencie olśnienia, zrozumiałem co cechuje takich pełnokrwistych ludzi. Babcia posiadła bowiem moc. Moc życia!
Babcia żyła jeszcze wiele wiele lat, podróżując, i ciesząc się życiem. Czasem tylko, zimą, nosiła elegancką laseczkę. It was cute when he sat on a high stool in a bar full of young people pizza and talked like "Oh! Naples Pizza! Do not eat this, we must try it! Well, coffee for wnusia, because it's my grandson, a handsome right? Well, for me, please tasty Coca Cola "



Grandma went out just as she lived. One day, she said simply: "Folks, I'm already tired of this life." No one has treated this seriously. For us it was eternal. Grandma cleaned the room and walked her to the hospital for simple testing.
I was with her, but she was already thinking on your next trip.

After two days, fully conscious, quietly passed away ...





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