De nuevo, os dejo con otro anuncio de la bebida energética Regain, donde se transmite los beneficios del producto a través de la lucha entre una mariposa y una mantis religiosa. Al más puro estilo combate Pokémon, los dos insectos se enfrentan en una batalla épica con sólo un posible ganador.

El anuncio, me ha recordado tanto a los videojuegos de Pokémon que irremediablemente, tenía que hacer un parecido razonable.

Regain eleva en 25 puntos el nivel de tu Pokémon.

Regain es una marca y producto de la compañía farmacéutica Daiichi Sankyo Healthcare.

Just woke up and stretched! Read my daily book and took a sit at the single sofa beside my table.  I am staring at my laptop, wishing I can use my two hands touching every keys of it. I stare at my dumbbells hoping it can give me back my arms and shoulders strength. I played a music and “Awit Ng Barkada” played. I remember my friends, everything about them and I can still recall how I jam and mingle with them,and now it’s impossible to happen again. I looked outside and I see students walking on our street, talking and well prepared, I remember myself that prepared during my school days. They carry their bags properly, their hair were comb and styled, they walk fast and no worries… unlike me now, I have to choose a bag that is light and easy for me to carry, I need someone to style and comb my hair, I need to walk slowly so I won’t get tired fast, I need someone beside me when I walk. I am not allowed to be alone in whatever I do. I MISS EVERYTHING IN ME. I miss my strength, I miss my life, I miss Jon.

I can’t concentrate working today but I did somehow and tomorrow is the day I will start work and focus again, I owe my boss a lot and my honesty and working are the only way I can pay. I ate 4 times today, take note, all rice meals! I feel full today and I hope I can easily gain weight in spite of everything. I felt something unusual again in my tummy, the stinging thing,as if something’s pinning my tummy, it is on/off. I just continue my meds and hardly pray. I know if God let these things to happen to me, He has His purposes and I am willfully accept everything he wants me to serve Him. I love my family and I can’t deny that fact they were really affected if I feel something wrong. Fortunately, Lord hears my prayers, I can feel that He heals me and He will never fail us if we try coming back to Him.

It rains again, it’s cold and windy, I hope all the people asking for God’s help is answered but they have to help themselves first to succeed. Like I am doing now, I maintain exercising, waking up early, eating healthy foods to have a healthy body and somehow regain my lost, added factor is a belief of God’s watching over me and He was guiding me all day. I know and believe, one of these days, God will bring me back my upper body strength and I know He will.

After this, I hope I’ll have a good night sleep, Good night baby, I miss you so much today and I hope you think of me too somehow. God bless us, Pray huh. I love and miss you…mmmwwwaaahhh!

Art:

The anger or beauty Painted, shaped, carved, thrown, etched… Happiness or pains. real or perceived. Witnessed or imagined.

What might have [Adolph Hitler] grown to if he’d not had the strictures of ART’S politicization thrown at his talents ? What if [Paubleaux Picasso] gave YOU “the TALENT” for just a moment !?!

How WILL beauty find our eyes in greeting if it’s been forced, like so many parts of the TWENTIETH CENTURY…Russian, Chinese GERMAN… ‘fine’ art, but forced into capillary tubes of freedom.

Now it seems that there is a [renaissance] of “National Art” returning as I write.

If we don’t do something, [\" until nobody\'s left\"]. we can never look forward to anything like this…

…

It was there from the beginning.

Nueva campaña de la bebida energética Regain, donde se aprecian las fuerzas que transmite el brebaje a los salaryman japoneses, para iniciar su jornada laboral. Los ejecutivos nadando por el mar y escalando el edificio de oficinas no tienen desperdicio.

Prestad atención a la música patriótica que aparece en el anuncio y al concepto del colectivismo japonés, como trabajadores de una nación. Ante las adversidades (el tren se estropea), esfuerzo y sacrificio sin mesura.

Estas características tan japonesas, las explica kirai en un excelente artículo donde habla del karoshi 過労死, un término exclusivamente japonés que engloba los términos (demasiado, labor, muerte). En definitiva, trabajar mucho mata.

Por otra parte, algunas imágenes del espot me han recordado a los antiguos carteles de propaganda China, cuando el país estaba bajo el liderazgo de Mao Zedong.

Imagen capturada del espot y propaganda china de 1970.

Imagen sacada de Crestock.

Si os gustan los carteles y pósters del partido comunista de China durante el gobierno de Mao, os recomiendo un libro de gran calidad y bastante grande, con más de 300 pósters llamado Chinese Propaganda Posters de Michael Wolf (TASCHEN). Lo podéis encontrar en el Fnac por 9,99€.

De nuevo, os dejo con otro anuncio de la bebida energética Regain, donde se transmite los beneficios del producto a través de la lucha entre una mariposa y una mantis religiosa. Al más puro estilo combate Pokémon, los dos insectos se enfrentan en una batalla épica con sólo un posible ganador.

El anuncio, me ha recordado tanto a los videojuegos de Pokémon que irremediablemente, tenía que hacer un parecido razonable.

Regain eleva en 25 puntos el nivel de tu Pokémon.

Regain es una marca y producto de la compañía farmacéutica Daiichi Sankyo Healthcare.

Many companies that have lost profits or market share have managers who are still waiting patiently for their business to “get back to normal.” Others are looking for government help for their declining market and profit positions. Neither of these approaches is a viable situation. What is needed is less wishful thinking and rhetoric and greater willingness to squarely face the true facts about their markets and competitive positions. The demand changes that have occurred in many markets are structural, not cyclical, and it is unrealistic to expect any kind of a dramatic recovery or turnaround that will restore demand to former levels.

It is extremely difficult for managers who have built their entire careers around specific products and technology to accept the fact that their former business base has now leveled out from prior peaks, or worse yet, become obsolete or irretrievably lost to new competitors or technology. Obviously, many old-line steel managers could not imagine today’s world of aluminum cans, plastic auto parts and bodies, or Japanese, Korean, and small regional producers who constantly “beat their pants off.” Nor could managers in the high flying semiconductor business foresee the situation where their markets have not only ceased to gallop ahead, but decline dramatically, and where foreign sources, including Brazil, Korea, and Taiwan, have captured the bulk of the remaining business. Unfortunately, these are the facts, and an equally discouraging set of forces applies in many other markets.

It is understandable that managers who have grown up and lived through the growth years in any of these industries find today’s conditions difficult to accept. But they must change their myopic or unrealistic views of their business so they can tackle the hard work required to regain a profitable competitive footing. Otherwise, their situations will not improve and will most likely deteriorate further.

My Consultancy–Asif J. Mir - Management Consultant–transforms organizations where people have the freedom to be creative, a place that brings out the best in everybody–an open, fair place where people have a sense that what they do matters. For details please visit www.asifjmir.com, Line of Sight

Memory Lost? Want to regain it?

Mostly when we have come to know after some time with an issue of memory, we thought that it is happening because of some kind of health issue or aging issue and we try to accept for time being or just with a question that what can I do for that? It is natural!!

Well what ever reason may be or what ever age group you are passing through but memory lost is some how not easy to accept generally, though so many people are saying like that. I am not talking about serious kind of memory lost, just simply ‘one can not remember names which were easy to remember’ or ‘one can’t remember addresses or telephone numbers, which were easy to remember before!’

And then start the process of normalizing with the things and few remedies are also useful; like, just write the things on a shit of paper and use it when needed! Or develop a habit to keep diary or booklet with such information/s and all such are useful and helpful too! But if such persons are interested to regain such kind of memory lost in few time spending with self process and little technique then is it possible?

Yes it is possible to regain such kind of memory lost within few days/ weeks and some time gaining is more helpful than previous normal thing with the person! Let us talk about few little things, which are individual specific as well as generally also benefited!

These are few message sending breathing techniques to the memory section of the brain, which will help to regain the memory:

Who are used to follow yogic breathing methods will do this easily. Others may have some little difficulty to adjust with the technique:

Step 1: Just sit quietly, close your eyes and gather yourself. Then see your breathing rhythm:

Step 2: You need to count inhaling and then exhaling time. Suppose both have the figure of 6. Then practice with counting 6 this way:

Step 3: Put your right thumb on your right nostril to close it and then breathe with your left nostril counting 6.

Step 4: Now put your third finger of the right hand to close the left nostril also and don’t exhale. Then count 6 again.

When the person closes both the nostril first time after inhaling, s/he must also send this message: The fresh air is reaching to my memory section to recharge it for ever!

Step 5: Remove your thumb to exhale from your right nostril with counting 6.

Step 6: Again close the right nostril so inhaling will not follow naturally and count 6.

This time also the person should send this message to her/his consciousness: My memory section of the brain is absorbing the recharging completely for the betterment of memory.

Step 7: Now repeat entire this process by removing thumb and inhale from right nostril counting 6.

Step 8: Close again both nostril and count 6 with sending message mentioned in step 4.

Step 9: Release breathe from left nostril now with counting 6.

Step 10: Close both the nostril and count 6 with sending message mentioned in step 6.

This is a method of 10 steps to start with. This whole process is one unit. At least one must follow this process with 10 units in the morning and at night before sleeping.

If any one can go ahead with 12, 15 or 20 units then it is fine. But please remember that what you have started is positive thing and don’t forget to do every day as your other things because the benefit starts with regular performance and at least one has to give time to self and her/ his brain to regain the memory as it was before.

The person follows this for two weeks then one can make change increasing counting at step 4 and 6 with counting 8. then after 2 weeks count 10 and reach 12 after 2 weeks. It means one has to reach double counting than inhaling counting. So when the person reach 6>12>6>12>6>12>6 Then s/he will start to regain the memory lost with very positive way by increasing peace in mind as well as freshness all over in appearance too!

I hope that beneficiaries will be there!

Many companies fail to objectively evaluate their products against competitive offerings in a rigorous manner. If they do go through some kind of an evaluation process, it is often superficial or biased, leading to a continuation of “business as usual” rather than dramatic cost or performance improvements. In some cases, management is not presented with the real facts because it is easier not to “rock the boat.” In other cases, management may see the facts but not accept or face them squarely, since it is not easy to admit that a product is no longer competitive. As a result, a surprising number of companies continue to try to get by with products that are not competitive and they fail to make the fundamental, essential changes in design or cost.

There are two important points that successful companies always follow. First, it is essential to ensure that products are designed for efficient manufacturing and assembly. Second, “me too” parity is never a solid basis for gaining or regaining position. Technical programs should always be designed to leapfrog the competition rather than play “catch up” against moving competitive targets.

My Consultancy–Asif J. Mir - Management Consultant–transforms organizations where people have the freedom to be creative, a place that brings out the best in everybody–an open, fair place where people have a sense that what they do matters. For details please visit www.asifjmir.com, Line of Sight

Don’t be a stranger.

That’s the message of a 45-year-long study according to US News and World Report in “Job Loss Has Long-Term Impact on Social Lives“.

Once someone in the prime of life suffers a layoff or is otherwise displaced from the workforce, community connections — anything from a PTA meeting, charity involvement, sporting team or church attendance — are severed for good at least 35 percent of the time, study results show.

Perhaps this comes as a surprise. It shouldn’t. How many of us have grown distant from someone simply because they left our school, workplace, club or church?

And how many of us, by the same token, have isolated ourselves because we fear that others will judge us when the chips are down?

“Social engagement often involves an element of social trust and a sense that things are reciprocal — that you give some support if you get some support, and you benefit from society if society benefits from you,” UCLA sociologist and lead study author Jennie E. Brand said in a university press release. “When workers are displaced, the tendency is to feel as though the social contract has been violated, and we found that they are less likely to reciprocate.”

Translation? Feeling ashamed, embarrassed or fearful of judgment causes far too many of us to retreat into our proverbial caves.

To extrapolate beyond the scope of employed vs. unemployed, any number of crisis — say a voluntary decision to become a full-time caretaker of an ill or disabled family member, or a medical condition that forces you to retrain for a new position or scale back career or social commitments — might be expected to produce similar, if not greater, impacts on one’s sense of community. These are the life circumstances where fair weather friends and superficial partners flee, where the tough keep on going — but too often go it alone.

Life is a journey meant to be shared.

Studies show that people who have safety nets and support systems tend to fair better mentally and spiritually, which in turn may translate into a longer, healthier life. If this latest study proves anything, it is that reaching out to others, whether we can personally relate to them at the moment or not, is no small gesture. It’s the reaffirmation that relationships are more important than circumstances; people are more important than things; connection is more meaningful than a fat bank account, and that real people are not put off by the twists, turns and upheavals of real life — theirs or others’.

Each of us are infinitely more valuable than our job titles would suggest. We are more than a parent. More than a spouse. More than a sister or brother. More than a student. More than a degree. More than a fancy car. More than a pair of designer jeans. Social barometers are just that — snap judgments that shouldn’t confine intelligent adults to narrow little boxes in which there is no room for new friends, different experiences and a broader sense of connectedness. To surround ourselves with people who are exactly like us is to find camaraderie in one sense, but with it the stress of competition (“keeping up with the Jones’”). More importantly, it is difficult to appreciate how truly blessed we are when we avoid those who no longer reside on Easy Street. Similarly, it is difficult to regain a sense of normalcy when we presume we are alone in our challenging circumstances and no longer make an effort to “reach out and touch someone”.

What can those of us who find ourselves or someone we know in tough circumstances do?

Don’t wait for someone else to meet your needs and expectations. Don’t be too proud to ask for help. Be the change you want to see in the world: Model what it looks like to be mature, compassionate and committed. And never let anyone or anything convince you that it’s too late.

From a distance, those who are too artificial to care and those who isolate themselves out of fear of rejection appear deceptively alike. Community, by contrast, is the understanding that both halves form a whole. In reality, the distance between two people is merely a phone call, email or “How are you?” away.

It took over 45 years for sociologists to gather enough data to confirm what we already know.

Don’t let a valuable reminder go to waste.

Sooo I was able to tear myself away from my stack of Sookie Stackhouse novels just long enough to update this thing.

But, seriously, those books are totally addictive and fun to read. It kind of ruins some characters on the show, though. (ugh, Bill. Really. What an ass he is.)

I’m thinking about doing that stupid “shrink your pouch/test it/whatever” diet that people do when they “bounce back” like 20 pounds. Uh huh. It’s bad when you look at pictures of yourself from like 6 months ago and are jealous. Of yourself. But I totally am. None of those clothes fit anymore…I’m having to dip into my “I had to wear these with a belt!” clothes, only…there are no belts involved anymore. In fact, we’ve entered back into Scary Muffintop Territory.

So I’m desperate, again. Crazy pouch-shrink-diet. I think it might cause me to murder someone (I mean, the first few days are liquids. Ohhh that will be tough.). But I really want to fit back into those freaking skinny pants.

I’m ready for summer to be over. For it to stop being like 100 degrees with no a/c in my car, which = nowhere to go.  For all the snobby/annoying rich kids around here to go back to school and stop hogging all the seats in the coffee shop/swarming the mall like bees/driving like fuckwads on their phones and making me angry.

I am SO ready for hoodie weather.

Today I keep thinking about when I was big, and depressed, I would say to myself “if I were thin, I wouldn’t be this way.” And here I am, 2 years later, still “this way”. Crazy as a loon. Popping Klonopin like there’s no tomorrow.

It just never stops. And now that I’ve gained like 15 pounds (or more), it’s driving me up the wall. I stand in front of the closet and cry, literally, like a fit-throwing child that can’t fit into their favorite dress anymore.

We all have these days. Mine just keep getting darker, and darker. I called my psychiatrist and made an appointment, though really, deep down, I know I won’t take any more of the antidepressants she’s prescribed me because I have this sneaky feeling that Celexa helped me pack on this extra fluff. It’s always easy to blame anyone but myself, right? But still. Why add fuel to the fire?

It’s just one of those days…all I want is reruns of True Blood and many, many naps.

For in-depth info on our experiment, please see the Wool Moisture Content page above.

I am the kid you’d tease because…

…1.) You couldn’t stand being “different”.

… And 2.) You couldn’t stand being “unpopular”.

… So 3.), (1.), I was and AM. With (2.), I wouldn’t ‘degrade’.

I am the one who’ll “take it”…

… Because you need to lie “to live”.

… Because you were “hurt” by so many other guys, and I’ll “take it”,I’d “understand”.

… Because your addictions leave no room for “nice” folks. And I WILL give you enough time to “secure” a better “MARK”.( Mark: Slang, n. (1) an individual easy to disrespect and or violate, usually do to cowardice or the desire to avoid conflict. (2) a person prone or soon to be the victim of a crime, especially a crime involving robbery and/or violence. Standard, n, v. (1)something appearing distinctly on a surface, as a dot. (2)a sign used in measuring, writing, etc. (3)an object of derision or scorn.)

I’m the Self-Designated Sufferer because…

… I’ve grown to “LOVE” the pains, self inflicted. By your PROXY.

… My imagination will always draw a better “future” encounter.

I AM the Self-Designated “SUFFERER”…

… Because not every “hero” can die only ONCE.

Summer, ohhh summer, it is here. It is hot as hell. The a/c in my car doesn’t work. Hooray!

Instead of toning up for a “summer/beach figure”, I’ve fluffed up a bit. Yup. My guess is I’ve gained like 15 pounds. Everyone says I’ve “settled” where I need to be. And you know what? Fuck that. Because I am not comfortable here.

So what do I do? I don’t know. This is the point, post-op, where there are no more answers. You get so far out that no one can help you anymore. You’re supposed to know everything. Like graduating from college. Here’s your diploma! Now, go away. I’m getting the feeling that I will never know how to be an A+ WLS patient. My head is still in fat land. I still have the urge to eat like everyone else and/or eat like a total moron more than I should.

Soo here we are. I did the Last Diet Ever. I can/will never diet again, sure. But the way we have to eat is like a diet. I’m still trying to find my way around in the dark. And right now I feel really alone. To complain/sound whiny/bitch and moan. But I’m 2 years out and don’t know anyone else out there who is where I am, or close to my age, or whatever. I know they’re out there.

Where, though? obesityhelp.com is kind of dead now. At least, I don’t really relate to anyone there anymore. Is it too much to ask to find people my age who are past the whole “omg this is amaaazing I’m losing 10 pounds a week!” stage? I dunno.

Oh well. Other news? I’m going to the beach next week. Looking forward to it, yes. Even though I turn red like a lobster EVERY single time I go, no matter how much spf 75 I roll around in. But it’s my first “not hugely fat” trip. So it should be interesting. I might make the children cry with my batwings and legjiggle and such. But who cares? It’s my vacation. And I have a cute suit.

A question that grabbed my attention was “What is worse than a broken heart?” and I pondered for a short time. My answer to that powerful question was “to lose myself within a relationship”.
Why do so many women give up on themselves when entering into a relationship? Are they afraid to reveal their power as women?
Love should never leave you feeling lost and lonely. When you are in a state of uncertainty, it might be time to exam your life’s purpose and how your journey interconnects with your partner and the world around you.
Redefine your journey and let those that are closest be a part of your exploration and celebrate your need to be whole. Only when you are complete, can you completely share yourself with another.
What is worse than a Broken

Putting the pieces together

Heart? Losing yourself and letting love dissolve with your lost identity.
Let me guide you on your journey of discovery and joy.
Your Vitality Life Coach
Brandy Sommer Wood
sommerwood@vitalitylifecoach.com
647-286-8649
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Kings Park arboricultural experts and specialist tree contractors have transplanted what is believed to be one of the original Centennial plantings of Red Flowering Gum trees along Fraser Avenue.

Arborist Jeremy Thomas said he believed the transplanting was a world first.

An 80 tonne crane lifted the tree and passed it to a 25 tonne Franna crane that “walked” the tree along Fraser Avenue to its new location. Earth anchors will be attached to the tree for stability while the tree develops new roots.

“I believe this is the first time such a tree of this species, size and age has ever been transplanted. We are quietly confident that this effort to conserve the Corymbia ficifolia which is around 80 years old will be a success,” new location. Earth anchors will be attached to the tree for stability while the tree develops new roots.

The tree stands 13 metres high, has a trunk diameter of almost one metre and a canopy spanning 11 metres in width.

Work to prepare the tree for transplant began a year ago with careful excavation around the root ball to assess root structure and prepare it for relocation.

The tree’s has been moved from the corner Fraser Avenue and the main carpark access road to a location near The Lodge just off the entry to Kings Park.

Last June, the Kings Park team successfully transplanted a 750 year old Boab tree 3200 kilometres from the Kimberley to Kings Park. It is envisaged that following an initial 12 month re-establishment period, this Red Flowering Gum will begin to regain its former splendour.

PERTH www.thewest.com.au

Okay, so here’s what I think.

I think that Celexa is making me fat.

I think eating like a shithead with a bottomless pouch for carbs is also making me fat.

I think looking at pizza on other people’s plates is making me fat.

Watching the Food Network/Good Eats is making me fat.

Really. I want to sit in a sweatbox for a month and stop letting all this life crap make me gain weight. I am terrified to actually stand on the scale and look at it myself. It’s pathetic: I got my boyfriend to memorize what I weigh. I don’t want to know. I know I’ve gained probably 10-15 pounds. Which is a lot in a little time. And enough to scare me shitless. After the RNY “honeymoon” is over…we’re on our own. I’m catching myself. I refuse to buy bigger sizes. I swore I would never have to buy a bigger size, ever. But right now I’m having muffin-tops that rival those giant ones at Costco.

I’m so over this pity party, almost. I was supposed to go to see Death Cab this week and I ended up having panic attacks and sleeping in bed instead. My childhood dog had to be put to sleep yesterday. None of my cute clothes fit. Wah, wah, wah. Life.

I’m just ready to live again. I want something to make me laugh. I should probably stop watching Six Feet Under so much.