Fake Community Service At A Church

We firmly ofladrowani ....

I watched a TV movie about wolves. These beautiful animals have been shown as a write - Paint; miluchy - pets willing to play a large wise eyes (lamps), which most often fed to the cooked carrots and broccoli, but that in the forest that this is no longer forced to eat the whole situation once when deer. But the deer are eating only a weak, miserable and sullen eyes, What one is no longer enjoys life. Word deer eat only those which have already been two weeks have had suicidal thoughts, and that we do not like.

Well, were shown hunting wolves. (In Poland has a moratorium on the wolf, and our hunters go hunting for the eastern border). Pictured to the hunters as the hunters were not pursuing a plan for the fishery but shooting like a firing squad .. Grim looks, targeted as a weapon, and falling in the fire wolves ... Of course, falling in slow motion, and paint (blood) in the snow ...
When something like this, someone oversensitive - and such e is missing, who has never spent a night alone in the woods with only a knife and matches, have a preconceived opinion of hunters fake ... Heh ..

But I do not know. Well the wolves hunted, among other things with fladrów. These are thin strips colored fabric / plastic attached to a cord. These fladrami pack of orbiting at an altitude of about 50 cm. doczepiając string to trees, bushes and branches. The wolves that had never experienced, flounder terribly afraid, but here's coming from behind and rides naganka confused wolf hunters straight line ... Wolves are trying to beat bravura line of hunters, but no is not always about going ... But the wolf who will take risks and jump flounder usually escapes with his life. The wolf

NEVER be caught DA ON flounder ....



With this simple story stretched out for himself three morals:



first

As a society we are "ofladrowani. Hang on strings different colored ribbons, hung by various newspapers, television stations and companies and we have to fear wmówione what and what not. Rather than be afraid of the line like a string centered and ready to shoot hunters, we were told to be afraid of colored ribbons. It is a prosecutable all afraid ....
second

you what they are doing a lot of noise are actually quite harmless. If wolves are turned back by a noisy nagankę scattered by their very presence, and fled. Knockers and beer cans with pebbles in the middle do not kill ....
third

These really dangerous for us humans can not see. Stand still in hiding. Silent, anonymous, focused. For this confrontation, preparing for years. Nothing about them do not know, and stories about their existence, are considered Bajania mad. After all, we fear, and Flounder naganki. But how sudden pain in the neck? The world is spinning! Earth hit us with a vengeance! Blood! The world goes ... It is a sign that they are, however.



Znak ostateczny.



/...../

Obława! Obława! Na młode wilki...

Wypadłem na otwartą przestrzeń, pianę z pyska tocząc,
Lecz tutaj także ze wszech stron - zła mnie otacza woń!
A myśliwemu co mnie dojrzał już się śmieją oczy
O ręka pewna, niezawodna podnosi w górę broń!
Rzucam się w bok, na oślep gnam, aż ziemia spod łap tryska
I wtedy pada pierwszy strzał, co kark mi rozszarpuje
Wciąż pędzę słyszę jak on klnie i krew mi płynie z pyska
On strzela po raz drugi! Lecz teraz już pudłuje!

Chase! Chase! At the young wolves ...

tore free of the raid, hid in a forest,
But if I had the luck that is any award
unless I was lying in the snow, as if dead long, long time
After the shot and I was always bloody scar!
But not over the raid and arrest warrants using dogs
I still die young wolves in the whole wide world
Do not let rip with their skins! Defend and you! O brothers
wolves! Defend him all to perish!

/....../

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idea in my head, a story ...

My Grandma, Grandma Wanda, was a very good woman. Colorful, strong, character, and also sensitive to human misery. I will not describe in detail how to help during the darkest night, above the Stalinist Order of Don Orione. Let me give just one example. We lived in the village of Sommerfeld, (now Lubsko) in which the grandmother was a respected Doctor's wife - that Ms. doctors. That said, for her people. And that your doctor's heard that a woman has financial problems. WAS sweltering summer and Grandma wrapped present 500 PLN equivalent of a stone, wrapped a rubber band and put this woman through the open window. I know because the whole "action" took me - the granddaughter with him. This house still standing on the street the twentieth anniversary of the communist era. Then this woman walked around the town and told me that she prayed to the Blessed Virgin and the miracle happened! And come tell us rozemocjonowana neighbor, "Ms. doktorowo - a miracle! .."
A grandmother heard, and only smiled, because the belief was rather an atheist. Yes, Or is there some higher power, but "how to own something you do not do it properly will not be done, and so ... Besides, after what Jezusikowi d.. turn back .. "I remember when Grandma
did this" miracle "came to my grandfather, and asked" and where the money "and the grandmother said" Felutek, others need more ... "My grandfather just sighed, then sat at the evening 'Kawka and playing cards .. While we were those times when the super-modern TV Orion Delta, but Grandma thought for the entertainment television plebeian. Ot time, Thursday's Cobra, a match and much ...

Many years passed. Grandma would have been in heaven, which they do not really believe ... But I

japiszonem and I was working in a large Western corporation. It was cold winter. I parked the car business and went to a restaurant Fridays. They gave a big tasty there very well done steaks. After working for a good 20 to go with friends on a late lunch than it resembles a dinner. Lots of good food, and energy companies. Then I remembered that on the seat of the car left the wallet and phone. I ran the same shirt just for parking, and only a corner of my eye I noticed that the bodyguard thrown from the vestibule pub old woman who wanted to get warm in a stream of hot air from the so-called air curtain. I pointed this out, because the old woman was the archetype of the rural old woman. Not the city, but just in rural areas. Humble woman in a colorful scarf. A woman who takes each event as a visitation of God.
When I was a woman in a headscarf is disappearing into the darkness and snow blizzard. I caught up with her in the same shirt, blurted out the portfolio of all the coins I had, because I only had a dime, I opened her hand and poured.
woman in a sling, folded his hands and said: "Ooooo, Grandma Wanda? True ?...." Then she smiled warmly and disappeared in the darkness ... I stood there a minute and laid on .... This story comes back to me once when, inevitably arousing strong emotions.

Sometimes fate gives us a simple character ... Once I probably understand it ..

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Bodhisattva in the metro:)


This wonderfully positive movie. Many times, training and discounted it. Today in Warsaw falls, so sad, so I write reports for the client, it smells good coffee, and in the meantime, I saw him twice. Bodhisattva is an enlightened man leading others to enlightenment. Bodhisattva is not seeking salvation for themselves, but most of all helping others through the gift of practice excellence, morality, patience, effort, concentration and wisdom. Word of the time spent for the benefit of all beings. I watch the movie and I rub his tearful eyes. It reminded me of training I have had several years ago for a large company. The company invited its dealers on the training field, without providing anything. Neither coffee, or drink, or even pizza for lunch. Word wkurzonych sat with 30 young people in the glass room of which there was no air conditioning. Or maybe it was but "the Lord Zenek - restorer of lost it a pilot.
These young people came into conflict with the manager, who was writhing like eel. On one hand, he could not settle anything because in fact he was afraid Mr. Nobody in przykusym garniturku, on the other hand saw the angry subordinates, which the minute more wkurzał. Unable ryknąć at them, yelled at me: please start training! But the room was not ordered projector and screen, which deepened the anger of a manager. But nothing. I decided to help him. I took off my jacket, tie, and was the center of the hot summer, and started training with GSM services. From the anecdotes, which-fortunately-has proved to be fun. Uffff .. Then it went smoothly. Invent the most unlikely and improbable apply to the services, illustrating that rysuneczkami fun. Anyway we played very well, and online services, localization, and the following voice mail features, accompanied by volleys of laughter come into our heads one after Druya \u200b\u200b... Nobody even thought about not running air conditioning ....

At some point the door opened and came in a brown marynareczce Lord of the '80s director probably because in this company almost everyone is the director. Director of the department, division, branch, compartment mops ... Promotions, especially virtual, they are after all much cheaper than a real increase.
you gesture to silence us and asked me (I was the oldest and thickest - probably sewed the head:)
"Why these people are laughing?
-Bo is on training and having a great time - I said a bit embarrassed ...
-training is not a place for some śmichy - chicha - the Lord replied firmly.
-You and I - began in a tone of a medieval troubadour - we are already at an age where the heart is laughter annoys and disturbs the mind, but they are still young and cheerful.
so let them laugh and enjoy life .... Live it ....
you left without a word skin, such as another door!
Then it turned out that he went and wrote a scolding for me to control a terrible libel, that would make me arrogant, uncultured, such flavors and owaki, and he himself does not want me no more in his department. Well, no more I did not go to Olsztyn.

Well, now I think that the Lord in a brown garniturku, maybe it was not a Bodhisattva. And now I regret most is his wife. I imagine as he says himself: "Why are you laughing at Lucy? Lucyno road bed is not a place for some śmichy - chicha. Sexual intercourse is a serious matter Lucyno .... "