Jā , arī es tagad esmu redzējusi “New Moon”. Pēc datuma var noprast es biju uz tā dēvēto pirmizrādi pirms pirmizrādes. Man patika un pat ļoti, ja godīgi, tad pat vairāk par pirmo daļu, bet tās jau ir tikai manas domas. Grāmata whatsoever ir labāka, a way better! Bet ne jau par to ir stāsts, kas ir labāks. Pašreiz es skaidri apzinos sevi kā Team Jacob kluba biedre. Es gribētu sev tādu draugu, jo Edvards mani nesaista, pārāk pareizs man. Damn, bet Džeikobs. Contrast. Nopietni, un tagad nav runa par Teiloru, kurš pielika tik daudz pūles, lai padarītu Džeikoba tēlu reālu, tomēr arī tur kaut kas ir. Njā, un tie vilki, datorgrafika tur ir vienkārši WoW. Skatoties Wolfpack featurette, apzinies cik daudz pūļu ir ielikts šajā filmā. 8)  Un, jā, es biju tuvu asarām. ;( Kā jau parasti man sanāk. (Hmmm, bet pirmajā daļā es nemaz neraudāju, un tas ir fakta konstatējums!Strange …) Es arī smējos no sirds. Tas man arī parasti visai viegli sanāk. Bella, you hit your head! Šeit man vienkārši spurdziens lec ārā. Es pie sevis nodomāju (yeah, and that’s not the first time), tiešām, kurš to būtu domājis!

Tā kā rīt manas meitenes arī iet, tad es iešu ar viņām kopā, jā vēlreiz, un pašreiz nekādus spoilerus no manis viņas neizvilks. Laikam ir nedaudz traki, bet es tiešām gribu, un šoreiz es gribu darīt to, ko man saka sirds. Tā saka: “Ej un skaties, ja Tev tas liks justies labāk!” Tagad Žanete to vien dzird, kā he’s so sweet, he’s so sweet, he’s so sweet, he’s so sweet, he’s so sweet … vai arī no sērijas: “Man Džeikoba žēl, es gan viņu izvēlētos,” and so on …! Un tas viss pateikts ļoti bieži …

Bet es esmu meitene, un šīs grāmatas un filmas mani kaut cik atrauj no realitātes un ļauj pasapņot, uzburt savu pasaku, ja pat tā ir iespējama tikai lasot grāmatu par meiteni, vampīriem un vilkačiem, kas īsti nav vilkači, bet gan veidola mainītātji, bet who cares, right? I just have a dream of a werewolf/shapeshifter on a dirtbike. Kaut arī man patīk Edvarda melnais Volvo. Ar dirtbike jautrības vairāk.

Ar šo domu es došos gulēt, pasapņot par … un padzīvot kaut kur mākoņos.

… es uzzināju, ka ar manu omīti un viņas veselību viss kārtībā.

… es eju uz “New Moon”, iespējams arī rītdien.

… man ir braukšana, nevaru sagaidīt!

… man ir un turpmāk būs fantastiska piena pudele un glāze ar gotiņu, tik fantastiska dāvana dzimšanas dienā, un tā balonu puķe, he-he! Paldies, Līvu!

… man ļoti gribas, lai līst lietus, tā pamatīgi. Dīvaini, bet gribu, lai aizskalo drūmas domas, kas bija.

… man ļoti gribas aiziet uz jūru, neesmu bijusi pie tās jau labu laiku. Būs jāizdara tuvākajā laikā!

… man ir vēl viena lekcija, kas sākas pēc dažām minūtēm!

See ya, people!

The bill that is, after a potential partner meet up.

I never expect guys to pay, ever. But I’m always pleasantly surprised when they do. I usually say at the beginning ‘let’s go dutch’, just to get it out of the way. Some guys will insist on paying…if he says it a third time I will let him, and offer to leave a tip, or I make a point of getting it the next time, no arguments.

Also, when I meet a guy, I’m careful about not choosing an expensive high-end eatery. I don’t think it’s fair, as you don’t know what somebody can afford, I think 10-15 pounds per head is reasonable. Posh places are for the 3rd meeting onwards.

So. I met a guy a while ago. He was actually based near Manchester, about 20 mins away by car. We had chatted a few times, and as I was going to be in Manchester in a few weeks time to see family, I mentioned this, and said that if we were still chatting we could meet for coffee (or hot chocolate in my case. I don’t really drink coffee, and I’ve never had tea. I do like cold milk though, with a sprinkling of cinnamon)

So I was there, and he got in touch and wanted to meet. Our family weren’t staying far from Wilmslow Road…home to most of Manchester’s curry houses. I said I had already eaten, so it really was going to be a drink and nothing more on my part.

I arrived, and we went into a restaurant, I thought we would just have coffee and cake. I actually had an orange juice, as I was so full, that even a hot chocolate would be pushing it. He said he was peckish, so he ordered a mixed grill, and a drink. We chatted for a bit, the conversation was ok. Anyway, after he had finished and had dessert too, we asked for the bill. I don’t even know why I picked it up, as that’s what got me into bother the last time. He said ‘I think you should pay, it should be your treat’. I said ‘and why is that?’ He replied ‘because I was driving for 20 mins, and you were just down the road’.

I didn’t want to point out that I had actually driven for 4 hours the previous evening to get to Manchester.

So I smiled, and said ‘that’s fine’, and I paid up. We said our goodbyes, he didn’t offer to walk me to my car, and that was that.

The next day he text me to ask if we could meet again, and I said I didn’t think we were going to be compatible.

When I returned home we had an MSN chat where I explained I couldn’t possibly marry a man who let me pay for his meal. He said I was being petty and I would change my mind.

He still emails me every so often to ask me if I’ve changed my mind.

I know it’s petty, but frankly I don’t really care. Sometimes the really little things annoy me, depending on my mood. I thought he was being a jerk, and initially I thought he was joking. It’s not about the money at all, if he was a gentleman he would have at least offered to pay for his share, which by the way was about 90% of the total.

The other time I met somebody who was a recommendation from a friend. He was a Lawyer from nearby, and he suggested an expensive restaurant in town. Now, I suppose it was silly of me to assume that as he had suggested the place, he would be paying. (My cheap eats rule above?)

I had a drink and a main course. He had drinks, and two starters and a main, and a dessert. I couldn’t really go all out,I was a bit nervous, and I still had to act like a lady (which is why Nando’s is never a first date option)

Anyway, after the meal he asked for the bill, and when it arrived it just sat there. And the longer it sat there, I kept thinking about it, and the more I thought about it, the more awkward I felt. So I reached over for it, and then I reached down for my bag, and took out my purse. He just watched me the whole time. I wondered if he was actually going to say anything at all.

He didn’t. And after what seemed like ages, but in reality must have only been about 8 seconds, I said ‘ I’ll get this’ and he said ‘Oh ok, thanks’. I waved at the waitress so I could pay. It was a stupid amount of money, but I consider it a small price to pay, for not marrying the idiot.

He told my mutual friend afterwards that he thought I was good company etc. I told her he wasn’t my type, and that I wasn’t interested in seeing him again. She didn’t set me up with anybody else after that.

Does it happen often that you come across someone and you know this someone is perfect for you. And you begin to convince yourself that this is it folks, this is the person I want to be with for the rest of my life because he is perfect. He is smart and funny and loves Bollywood and is a foodie and loves travelling and all that and all that.

And then just when you have convinced yourself into believing that this is the one and the only one around. That there are no other people like this one around and that he is so perfect that he has to be rare and are dying everyday because this “the one” is blissfully unaware that he is “the one” and you have convinced yourself that since you are never going to tell him this fact of life and since he is not even interested in you in the first place and now that he is so so far away anyway, that you are going to never find another one like that and are preparing to die a lonely senile death, you come across another avatar of your “perfect”.

Now, you might find this perfect illustration of your perfect-ness in the oddest of places and he might not even catch your fancy for the slightest moment. You might just exclaim “impressive!” in your head and move on with your life. But in that moment, you realise that not all is lost. That perfection is but an idea that can manifest itself in several places and with astonishing frequency. That your idea of the perfect is anyway flawed from the very beginning and prone to severe tweaking based on the circumstances. It becomes a stark reminder of the “preordained-ness” of life and you smile and you move on. Living with the renewed hope that though you have found the “perfect” person and you would ideally like to have that person for keeps, he is not the only one around and if  one other sample of the same species can exist in so close a proximity then with a high degree of confidence it can be said that there are other samples around and that there are high chances that you will find a similar person quite up to your liking sooner or later.

And all is well with the world again!

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Īsumā par to, kas bija, ir un būs.

• Ir pagājušas tikai divas dienas kā esmu Ventspilī, un es jau jūtos nogurusi. Wow!So typically me.
• Jā, es esmu back on track pēc pēkšņas slimības, bet tik un tā gribu mājās omes dēļ. Jippī un būūū! Uztraucos but it so typically me!
• Darba ir daudz, mācībās un Studentu Padomē (drudzis uzdzina ļoti trakas domas šajā sakarā). Cīnos. Again. So typically me.
• Man patīk tulkot. Tiešām. Pie pasn. Provejas ir interesantas lekcijas. Iespējams potenciāls. Keine Ahnung, wirklich!So typically me?
• Tuvojas decembris, pirmā Advente, Radi brīnumu, VeA Gada balva un Ziemassvētku balle. Šis gada nobeigums būs savādāks. Koris. Basketbolisti. Mans mazais ģēnijs mani aplaimoja, ka es dejoju datora priekšā. Nav grūti izdarāms. So typically me.
• Nevaru sagaidīt šo ceturtdienu, beidzot redzēšu New Moon, finally!Biļete jau rokā! Pieliku arī es savas lašus, lai jau tiek, vai tad man žēl. Ielikām Rīgai, jo tur pirmizrāde tikai 21.30, bet mums Ventspilī savukārt 21.00! Tā arī gribas pateikt … Saņem!!! So typically me.
• Nevaru sagaidīt 5.decembri, tas, ka tā ir mana vārda diena, man neko nenozīmē. Ne silts, ne auksts. Bet tā būs labākā vārda diena so far.Tajā dienā I will live my dream, kas ir izaudzis līdz ar mani laikam no 8.klases. Londona, mana Londona, jā, tieši tā, MINE! Man pietiks ar tām dažām dienām. Lūdzu, man nezvanīt, jums pašiem labāk un mazāks telefona rēķins! So typically me!!!
• Atsaucoties uz iepriekšējo punktu. Saņēmu Evijas kartiņu dzimšanas dienā. Sāku raudāt. Par visu. Par to cik patiesi. Par to cik ļoti man pietrūkst.Par to, ja pat draugs ir tālu, viņš ir blakus, un cik silti ap sirdi kļūst, to apzinoties, ja pat asaras acīs.

“Ir simtiem stāstu par mīlas salauztām sirdīm, bet tas, kas pa īstam sirdi var salauzt sirdi, ir atteikšanās no sava sapņa, lai vai kāds tas ir bijis.”

• Es šo gadu laikā nebiju atteikusies no tā sapņa un tas drīz WILL come true! Visiem to novēlu, neatsakaties no sava sapņa, cik liels tas arī būtu! So truely, isn’t it?
• Satiku savas meitenes, es biju noilgojusies. Tiešām. Ļoti. Beidzot nosvinēšu savu 20. dzimšanas dienu ar savējām. Un man tiešam nav nekādas depresijas no sērijas I’m getting old . Kliņģeris. Šampanietis. Iespējams, ka arī karaoke un filmas. Būs labi, jo būšu ar saviem draugiem, kas man ir dārgi un svarīgi. So typically important for everyone … :*

Wherever you are it is your friends who make your world. /William James/

P.S. Spaidermankī, Tu taču saprati, ka es neko nepārmetu par to stalkeru būšanu, es vienkārši uztraucos par Tevi un to, kā pret Tevi izturas. That’s it! Bet Tu jau zini, kas ir jādara. (devil)
P.S.S. Žanet, es ciešu līdz ar Tevi par GG prombūtni šonedēļ, bet nu jau ir palicis mazāk par nedēļu. Hold on! Cheer up! :)

P.S.S.S Es neciešu rakstīt Bericht, mani tas kaitina, un arī prezentācijas es jau palēnām sāku ienīst taisīt. So typically us!!!

P.S.S.S.S Vēl joprojām skan Bad Romance. Esmu gatava klausīties dziesmu ilgi un dikti, bet ne skatīties uz LG. Entschuldigung!

He: Silly!
She: Hm? Why is that?
He: you know, everything will be fine…
She: I have stopped believing in fairytales long ago.
He: I am not a romantic guy, but you gotta believe in fairytales. Miracles happen only to those who believe.
She: I realized today that there shall be no fairytale…
He: do you wanna leave everything?
She: No. no! I just want to live.
He: And what about me?
She: I have been waiting for too long now.
He: But the time that I wait is as long, don’t be egoistic!
She: I love you so much.
He: … You really decided, didn’t you?
She: it is not only me to decide, right?
He: don’t rush, I beg you.
She: I will always love you… only you…
He: … Then wait for me!
… … … … … … … … … … … … She: I am. But without you… you know, I cannot understand why is it so hard without you…
He: Because two should be together. And the fairytale ends when you open your eyes. And that is why I want you to see me when you open yours just as clearly as when your eyes are shut. Have faith!

Он: Глупая!
Она: М? Это еще почему?
Он: Ведь знаешь, что все будет хорошо…
Она: Я уже давно перестала верить в сказки.
Он: Я не романтик, но в сказки надо верить. Чудеса случаются только с теми, кто в них верит.
Она: Знаешь, сегодня я поняла, что сказки не будет…
Он: Ты хочешь все бросить?
Она: Нет, что ты. Я просто хочу жить.
Он: А как же я?
Она: Я уже очень давно жду.
Он: Но и я жду не меньше, не будь эгоисткой!
Она: Я очень люблю тебя.
Он: … Ты все же решила?
Она: Ведь не одна я решаю, так?
Он: Не торопи события. Прошу.
Она: Я всегда буду любить только тебя…
Он: … Тогда дождись меня!
… … … … … … … … … … … … Она: Я жду. Но без тебя… знаешь, я не знаю почему без тебя так тяжело…
Он: Потому что двое должны быть вместе. И сказка заканчивается, когда ты открываешь глаза, а потому я хочу, чтобы ты, открыв свои глаза, увидела меня так же ясно, как и когда твои глаза закрыты. Верь!

Dolce&Gabbana The One official website

“This new era in the story of the one is once again captured by revered fashion photographer Jean Baptiste Mondino. His muse, and the unforgettable embodiment of l’eau the one, is Scarlett Johansson. A global icon, Scarlett fascinates audiences with her unique blend of beauty, charm and palpable intelligence.

The original soundtrack for the advertisements was composed by the illustrious Italian composer Ennio Morricone: a haunting tribute to the enduring impression made by l’eau the one woman.”

The best song of David Guetta i think
Enjoy it

Pēdējā laikā neesmu devusi par sevi nekādu ziņu, bet nu tam bija iemesls. Drīzāk iemesli. Bet par to es pastāstīšu turpmākos ierakstos, bet pašreiz vēlētos padalīties ar video, kas man ļoti patīk un liek daudz ko pārdomāt. Tas ir cover Maikla Džeksona dziesmai. Dziesma tiešām ir fantastiska, mani tā ļoti aizkustina. Un tie bērniņi, gribas viņiem sagādāt prieku, likt pasmaidīt mazajai dvēselītei. Dāvāt prieku neko neprasot pretī! Tā ir vislielākā dāvana!

X Factor 2009 – You are not alone

+ šī dziesma!

Pasmaidi un dzīve jaukāka kļūs … Ko Tu vēl gaidi? Just SMILE!

P.s. Dziesmu tops pagaidām: 1. un 2.! Ar pirmo ir aplipinātas vēl divas man zināmās, kā arī es … 2.dziesma – tāda pati kā pirmā, tikai ar ne tik plašiem mērogiem!

 From The One’s interview yesterday with Major Garrett of Fox News.

“I think it is important, though, to recognize if we keep on adding to the debt, even in the midst of this recovery, that at some point, people could lose confidence in the U.S. economy in a way that could actually lead to a double-dip recession.”  Barack Obama

Ya think?

I remember the first time I saw the Matrix pretty much exactly 10 years ago, I knew I had seen something very special. I had watched films before that had had a touch of the supernatural, almost like a message form God, like Zeffirelli’s “Brother Sun, Sister Moon,” and a few others, but this was special, and there have been very few movies since, that got anywhere near the deep spiritual significance of the Matrix, as far as I’m concerned.

Don’t get me wrong, I know all about the way the powers that be use Hollywood and all that goes with it to manipulate the masses.

But I believe that there is a greater Matrix that envelopes the smaller matrix of the NWO schemers and their god: the bigger Picture of God, that happens to include the picture of our present reality including its evils, and that when it comes down to it, the Devil is just playing a part if God’s plan, whether he wants or not.

Which doesn’t mean I’m a fatalist, either; nor can I say exactly to what extent free choice effects destiny or vice versa.

As much as we hate it: we have to leave some of the facts and details up to God & trust we’ll find them out in His good time…

Some people didn’t understand all the rave and ado about it. They didn’t get it then and they don’t get it now. They figured, “Cool effects,” but they prefer “Lord of the Rings” or “Star Wars.” I guess it’s like musical taste: some liked the Beatles, some liked the Stones, or some like Britney…

Matrix was a movie you’ve had to watch it a few times until you really got all the details.

Back then I was still with one foot in the System and one on a banana peel.

But with all that has happened since then, you might say I’m definitely unplugged now (as in living by faith).

Back then, I may have known the way in theory, but I hadn’t really begun to walk in it yet.

I had some rough thoughts and ideas about how the dark forces are manipulating us from behind the scenes, but I wasn’t aware to what extent.

I was affiliated with what you might call “The Resistance,” but I wasn’t nearly as active a part in it as now.

Not until 9/11.

In a way, having seen the Matrix was perfect preparation for not falling for the lies they told us since 9/11.

While the towers were still burning, Rumsfeld spoke of “retaliation.” And I knew that what I was watching was propaganda. – The machines at work.

Six months later we watched television for the last time in our home.

We unplugged ourselves from the current of the mainstream media brainwash and started getting plugged in to the line of communication with the “Top,” call it Zion, call it Heaven…

…Call it Jesus. I guess if Neo represents any one thing it’s Jesus, but also what Jesus can do through each one of us if we dare to let go of the lie they have told us all our lives and believe that “There is no spoon.”

– The knowledge of the Matrix being a fake enables you to do things that most people in the Matrix can’t do.

I’ve often wondered if that’s what perhaps empowered Jesus to walk on water, etc.: the knowledge that there is no spoon. If our physical world was just a bunch of encoded information (and they’re finding out that there are gigabytes worth of information in every living cell… who knows what we’ll yet find out about the make-up of our universe…), and He knew the code (since He had obviously written it: “In the beginning was the Word = logos = information…”) then the program He had written was subject to Him, and it was not that He was – as we are – subject to or victim of the circumstances. – An idea that drives home the level to which His crucifixion was an absolutely voluntary sacrifice.

Similarly to the way Neo had to decide to risk (and give) his own life for his friend Morpheus, I have also learned since, how much truth there is in not thinking it’s you, or that we have to do it ourselves, but sometimes we just have to be there for someone else, and like Jesus said, be willing to lay down our lives for someone else, and that’s when all of a sudden you find yourself “in the way,” actually walking in it, not just merely talking about it or dreaming about it.

The big surprise at the end is that not even death can stop that kind of love, but it totally overcomes the Matrix and its agents. No wonder, if you keep in mind that God is love…

After a while of living in the consciousness of the extent of the Lie, the fake steak of the Matrix becomes meaningless to you, and money – since you know it’s just part of the lie – becomes almost irrelevant, and in its present form on its way to history, anyway.

Since Obama, the powers that are working on introducing the new global economic order have shifted to turbo, and it’s not as if Revelation 13 was like Sci-Fi in some distant future anymore.

Other people apart from us “loonies” can actually see it happening somewhere in the not too distant future – the cashless society.

It’s exciting.

That’s another thing that has changed: I’m not scared anymore.

It’s like you just know everything is going to be okay, even if they kill you.

Similar to the plots of the sequels to the Matrix, the Resistance isn’t actually always as united as it should be, and many don’t believe in “the One,” or in anything supernatural, for that matter, and the enemy forces are sheer overwhelming in numbers; but that’s all the more reason why you can pretty much take for granted that this war isn’t going to be won by sheer power of force, nor with physical weapons.

The fact that Neo had to take the last steps of his way blind illustrated that it’s only by faith and not by sight that the final battle is going to be won, and that’s what many people just don’t want to see, because they think their own arm is strong enough, while their faith isn’t…

Regardless of whether the NWO mind-manipulators had their hands in the making of this trilogy, it wouldn’t be the first time that God used something the Devil would like to take the credit for.

Some people give the Devil too much credit and are too scared that God is some kind of weakling… They’re scared of the stars, scared of candles, scared of sex, scared of the wrong kind of music…

But we’re not going to win this war by being scared.

Sometimes the battle looks so hopeless, even the Enemy asks us,” why do you keep fighting?” Neo’s answer to Agent Smith, “Because I choose to” was not appreciated by everyone, but it’s our choice not to give in that is going to see anyone through in the end.

You simply have to choose to keep fighting the Enemy. What other choice have you got? Quit? Surrender?

The message was, “Hell, no, we haven’t even yet begun to fight,” even if not with those words…

The one thing I didn’t like was the ending of the trilogy. A cop-out. A truce between the Resistance and the machines, which in the Matrix scenario may have been the only realistic solution, but it won’t be in the real battle.

Some people hold a grudge against God because of the bloodshed depicted in the book of Revelation or Ezekiel, and hate the God Who would allow any such thing to happen.

They would prefer for good and evil to coexist peacefully together in some sort of lukewarm truce. But I sometimes wonder if they ever dig anything at all of what life is teaching us.

I remember reading Revelation as a teen, and I felt very much like Neo did in the scene of movie when he finds out just what the Matrix is, and the first thing he does is throw up.

It’s a toughie, facing the reality of our world as God sees it, also, or especially in regard to its impending future (preceding the happy ending) as He foretells it (see Revelation 19-21). And not many people have the guts to face that reality.

But the only way we’re ever going to have peace and any type of victory is if we have enough guts to hate evil, and if nothing else in this world will ever teach us to do that, I’m afraid the coming years most certainly will.

LINKS CAN BE FOUND HERE

Song list:
Bobby Kim – One Year, One Day Together (War of Money OST)
Bobby Kim – Reason (Tazza OST)
Bobby Kim – Weak Man (Fashion 70’s OST)
HwanHee – Despite The Heartache (Fashion 70’s OST)
Jewelry S – Love Light (Loving You a Thousand Times OST)
Kim Bum Soo – I Miss You (Stairway To Heaven OST)
Kim Jin Pyo feat. HanEul – Tell Me (Style OST)
Lee Min Jung & Jung Kyung Ho – Way Back Into Love (Sorry, I Love You OST)
SHINee – Countdown (Dream OST)
The One – Dear Love (My Man’s Woman OST)

Apologies if this is offensive, I would also like to issue a TMI warning.

I had actually rejoined shaadi dot com after a few years of nothingness. Partly due to family going on at me about getting married, but also because I thought it was time for me to make a serious effort on my part too, instead of just waiting for Mr Right to appear magically.

So it was a while ago when I re-registered. I couldn’t remember my details from the last time I used it, which was about five years ago I think, and that’s how I met my then seeing-each-other-leading-to-marriage-boyfriendish-person.

I had actually forgotten what it was like to be back on there. The first decline is still always the worst, no matter if you have done it all before. I do find that over this time, I have blips in my self-esteem, being e-rejected will do wonders for your self-confidence. Not. I know it’s a screen, and I know I can console myself that it’s their loss, but to be rejected by a click is still a bit disheartening.

In the first few weeks I had a lot of interest, fresh meat perhaps?

However in the first month something strange happened. I had four guys ask me about having pre-marital sex.

5 years ago, I was never asked anything of the sort. I mean I had the usual nonsense about my dress size, and asked about my favourite fantasy, but it had never gone this far. I couldn’t believe that in such a short time the game had changed so much, and to such an extent. And the fact that it happened four times in the initial month is what threw me, I began to wonder if this was now the norm for Muslims seeking a marriage partner?

One guy was around 38, let’s call him F. he was a divorcee. We got on really well, he was ok looking, he thought I was attractive, we had a lot of things in common, we got on quite well. So he brought up a conversation about being together as a couple (hypothetically) once we had agreed to be married. And if he had physical needs, would I be willing to fulfil them as he would consider me his partner.

I said that I would want to wait for marriage, and to be really honest it’s not like I would be having a long engagement, as 1) I don’t agree with them 2) Like my Mum hasn’t been secretly planning my wedding since I hit puberty, I would probably be married within six weeks anyway 3) If two people know they want to get married, just get on with it, why the delay? 

He  said that he felt that sex was something he would like to explore with his partner before marriage, in order to make sure they were compatible. I said that I was not a car to be test driven, and I would like for my partner to respect my views on the matter and be patient. He said I was being very naive. he went on to tell me that he had two friends that got married to each other, and they both came to him separately because they were having problems in the bedroom, and that I should realise how serious a matter it is, that once the physical side of things suffers, it will lead to other problems in the marriage too. I asked him if that’s why he was divorced, and he said no. It was a lengthy conversation, with him saying things like ‘but we would be getting married anyway’ etc. I again reiterated what I had previously said…in the end I said look there is no point continuing because we obviously want and expect very different things. It didn’t just end there. He sent me numerous text messages telling me that ‘You will be miserable when you get married, because you will end up with a man who can’t satisfy you’, and ‘don’t come complaining to me when it goes wrong’ and ‘mark my words’, and ‘you will regret not being with me’.

One of the other guys asked me in the first phone conversation, about sleeping together before marriage, because he wanted to be sure that he would be sexually compatible with his wife, and that he’d always had sex with his previous girlfriends. The other two said something similar. There is even a current profile on shaadi dot com which states in its closing lines ‘please note that I may wish to engage in a physical  relationship before marriage, so bear this in mind when making contact’.

Now, I know plenty of girls who have sex before marriage. I understand how and why it happens; you’re in love, you’re alone, he says the right things, and your emotions get the better of you and before you know it you are bumping uglies. Consensual sex I should add, it’s not always a case of being pressured. These things happen. If I was a different person I might well be having the sex too.

But I’m not. I’m also acutely aware that if this was a conventional rishta coming to my house for tea and samosas they wouldn’t ask me this. Does the anonymity of the web allow them to be upfront? or do they just see it as asking what they deem to be important?

I think the sex is important.

Except I’m hardly going to put that on my profile. Or put on that I spent a year learning burlesque, and that I can do a striptease to the pink panther theme. It’s a standing joke between my friends that I’m not to be disturbed for a year after marriage because I will be having the sex and making up for lost time. I will try anything once as long as it isn’t haraam.

I like to think that I would do whatever I had to, to make my husband happy (and vice versa), sexual or otherwise. I draw the line at gimp masks though. Without going off on a tangent I do believe in give and take, and even if that for me is give and give, then so be it.

Maybe shaadi dot com need another info section ‘Sexual proclivities’ with a yes/no against lights on, nurse outfits, mirrored ceilings.Where you could describe your outlook on it as traditional, moderate or liberal. I’m all for even talking frankly about the sex to be had, if I was in the position of having found the one.

Actions speak louder than words…I want to be a really good wife Inshallah, but equally what if I wasn’t able to live up to his performance standards? Yes I know it’s about communicating with one another etc. and being open, honest and upfront. Does love really conquer all? If I throw religiosity into the mix, is it safe to assume that because we are Muslims he will ignore the below par sex? That piety negates the need to have your toes curl in the throes of passion?

Have I gone too far?

I don’t believe in the ONE. I believe in an idea. An idea of  a perfect someone. An idea that is more or less fulfilled by someone. You should agree with me if you ever got over someone you loved and realized that if anyone else had their qualities and whatever it is that you adore about them, there’d be absolutely no difference. It’s just that it’s not the easiest thing to find such a person and spending time and emotions on them makes it all grow even larger. That’s all. No such thing as the one.

Good read from Jeff Jacoby in Boston.com regarding Obama’s swelling ego.

PRESIDENT OBAMA was too busy to attend the celebrations in Germany this week marking the fall of the Berlin Wall 20 years ago. But he did appear by video, delivering a few brief and bloodless remarks about how the wall was “a painful barrier between family and friends’’ that symbolized “a system that denied people the freedoms that should be the right of every human being.’’ He referred to “tyranny,’’ but never identified the tyrants – he never uttered the words “Soviet Union’’ or “communism,’’ for example. He said nothing about the men and women who died trying to cross the wall. Nor did he mention Harry Truman or Ronald Reagan – or even Mikhail Gorbachev.

He did, however, talk about Barack Obama.

“Few would have foreseen,’’ declared the president, “that a united Germany would be led by a woman from [the former East German state of] Brandenburg or that their American ally would be led by a man of African descent. But human destiny is what human beings make of it.’’

Was there ever a president as deeply enamored of himself as Barack Obama?

The first President Bush, taught from childhood to shun what his mother called “The Great I Am,’’ regularly instructed his speechwriters not to include too many “I’s’’ in his prepared remarks. Reagan maintained that there was no limit to what someone could achieve if he didn’t mind who got the credit. George Washington, one of the most accomplished men of his day, said with characteristic modesty on becoming president that he was “peculiarly conscious of his own deficiencies.’’

Obama, on the other hand, positively revels in The Great I Am.

View the full article here.

Obama bows to Japanese Emperor Akihito. You just know what he’s thinking. “Sorry about August of ’45. We good now?”

http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20091114003734AAB8bRu

Psychic Sterling Sinclair Depiction of His Vision Mapping Life Here and in the Hereafter, “Light and Dark,” November 13, 2009

Although the following is a limited 2D depiction, it serves a purpose for demonstrating the relationship of light and dark and Gods, Goddesses and the One.

I have often writen that my guides instructed me or gave me information.

Because of that, I am often asked, where my guides come from.

My guides come from the realm just before the One.  It is depicted as a black line in the following map. 

This may be difficult to understand because we often only read or speak about the spirit world up to and including the first realm of Gods and Goddesses.

The Highest layers of the Human Spirit Realm are held by saints and etheric master warlocks  ( I have been told their names but I am unable to spell or pronounce them at this time).

In this depiction, an athiest remains in the area of 1 and 1-2.  People of faith move through a process of purification in teh light and the dark where the spirit is prepared to sit at the level just below demons and angels.   Incarantions of God and the Anti God (for a lack of better terms) have both occupied human form and therefore are granted the ability to cross the light dark boundary yet demons and angels cannot (the held no human form).

My undersatnding is that an alien race would duplicate this pattern.  Why then do they often appear as ghosts or spirits?  This is because they have figured out just as humans are beginning to figure out how to cloak, travel, and appear at different frequencies that replicate the spirit world.

The white lines are regions of transition where by noone or nothing from a lower level can cross to the higher level without a being from a higher level escorting him or her across the boundary.

Please forgive the limitations of this image.

The direction we choose is up to us while we have human form.

This is another reason why faith is important if a person wants to move beyond this realm.

Blessings,

Sterling