<?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-6336843733337139284</id><updated>2012-01-18T08:50:14.560+01:00</updated><category term='poetry'/><category term='music'/><category term='travel'/><category term='foto'/><category term='statements'/><category term='my stories'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><title type='text'>Dimi's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Things about my life and interesting stuff that I found on the web</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-4337318822990521861</id><published>2011-09-08T09:24:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T15:10:50.415+02:00</updated><title type='text'>2 do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.horsebackarcherybg.com/?p=10"&gt;Пътя на коня и лъка&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Местонахождението на Школата по Езда и Стрелба с лък ”Пътя на Коня и Лъка” е старателно подбрано, съобразено с нуждата от пространство, позитивна енергия и свобода. Достатъчно отдалечена от София (38км.), тя е разпложена в подножието на планината Чепън. &lt;br /&gt;- с колело&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.couchsurfing.org/group_read.html?gid=24&amp;post=10031823&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-4337318822990521861?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/4337318822990521861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=4337318822990521861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/4337318822990521861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/4337318822990521861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2011/09/2-do.html' title='2 do'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-945568508167565991</id><published>2011-03-31T19:54:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T19:57:25.040+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The 99 yen shop song!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jQ10JcKPxKw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 99 yen shops (nine = qu (jap.)) in Japan play inside for the costumers nonstop this song. I think, I heard it over 1000-times :)&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shop qu qu&lt;br /&gt;shop qu qu&lt;br /&gt;date ni yasuku wa arimasen   =  it isn't simply(date) cheap(yasu)&lt;br /&gt;anata wo omotte qu qu        =  we think on you - qu qu qu&lt;br /&gt;anata no ouchi ni todoketai  =  we want give(todokeru) to your home &lt;br /&gt;sonna kimochi de qu qu..     =  with such feeling(kimochi) qu qu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shop qu qu&lt;br /&gt;shop qu qu&lt;br /&gt;nandemo kandemo qu qu      = everything is qu qu&lt;br /&gt;wasurenaide ne qu qu      = don't forget(wasureru) qu qu&lt;br /&gt;oishii tabemono todoketai    = we want to give you delicious food &lt;br /&gt;benri na zakka mo todoketai  = we want to give you convenient(benri) stuff(zakka) too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shop qu qu&lt;br /&gt;shop qu qu&lt;br /&gt;kyabetsu ni daikon qu qu     = cabbage and daikon(some kind of vegetable) qu qu&lt;br /&gt;o-niku ni o-sakana qu qu     = meat and fish qu qu&lt;br /&gt;okashi da purin da yogurto   = sweets and pudding and yoguhrt&lt;br /&gt;matomete kaimasu qu qu      = together buy qu qu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shop qu qu&lt;br /&gt;shop qu qu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-945568508167565991?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/945568508167565991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=945568508167565991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/945568508167565991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/945568508167565991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2011/03/99-yen-shop-song.html' title='The 99 yen shop song!'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jQ10JcKPxKw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-3388294894593583967</id><published>2011-03-14T16:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T16:49:18.755+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Място за Наблюдение на Края на Света</title><content type='html'>Mаите били предсказали, че на 21.декември.2012 ще се случи някакъв катаклизъм с нашия свят!&lt;br /&gt;За справки:&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2012_phenomenon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;В момента умувам за подходящо място за наблюдение на Края, подобно на Ресторанта на Края на Вселената. Например Килиманджаро! Седиш си горе, печеш си пиле на лава, пиеш африканска бира и съзерцаваш Края! А?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Идеи?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-3388294894593583967?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/3388294894593583967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=3388294894593583967' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/3388294894593583967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/3388294894593583967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='Място за Наблюдение на Края на Света'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-987170342858837318</id><published>2011-02-07T01:07:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T15:06:01.401+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Хепънинги 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.folklorefest.com/"&gt;Международен Фолклорен Фестивал Велико Търново 16-30 юли 2011&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guca.rs/"&gt;Фест на духовата музика Сърбия, гр. Гуча 10.08 - 14.08.2011&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Гайдарско надсвирване с.Гела Родопите, Август?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://poetiskitara.com/"&gt;Поети с китари&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.roadjunky.com/article/2299/rainbow-gatherings-2010-in-europe-us-and-the-rest-of-the-world"&gt;http://www.roadjunky.com/article/2299/rainbow-gatherings-2010-in-europe-us-and-the-rest-of-the-world&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-987170342858837318?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/987170342858837318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=987170342858837318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/987170342858837318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/987170342858837318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2000/08/blog-post.html' title='Хепънинги 2011'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-2819860896216501037</id><published>2010-11-30T14:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T14:25:29.134+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Мъдрост</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Мъдрост&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Като в приказка - дреме гората, в своя есенен накит от злато.&lt;br /&gt;Нито птици унесено пеят, нито вятър в листата шуми.&lt;br /&gt;Само пътят се бодро белее - но и той се стопява в мъглата&lt;br /&gt;и по него ний, сенки безмълвни, уморено вървиме сами.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Колко много напразна тревога, колко мъка в очите прикрита,&lt;br /&gt;колко сълзи преглътнали мълком, колко плач във човешкия глас...&lt;br /&gt;Безнадеждно самотни и чужди - всеки лута се, дири и пита -&lt;br /&gt;а всевечната, земната мъдрост - тя разляна е вредом край нас:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;да ликуваме с ведрата пролет, да горим с кехлибарното лято&lt;br /&gt;и наесен - с усмивка на обич към света, и прекрасен, и чист -&lt;br /&gt;без тъгата на спомени празни, без страха пред надежди крилати -&lt;br /&gt;да угаснем с вечерното слънце, да умрем с осланения лист...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Елисавета Багряна&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-2819860896216501037?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/2819860896216501037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=2819860896216501037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2819860896216501037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2819860896216501037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='Мъдрост'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-3881717135338686839</id><published>2010-11-23T20:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:13:38.820+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedy in Cambodia</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Cambodia  declares a day of mourning for at least 345 people killed in a stampede  during festival celebrations in the capital, Phnom Penh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-asia-pacific-11817826"&gt;Link to the BBC news&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am asking myself, why there is so much suffering and sorrow in this small, beautiful country with nice warm-hearthed people? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the nightmare of the Khmer-Rouge? Why the American bombs? Why the&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;  landmines and the thousands people with missing legs and arms? Why the  povetry and the high percentage of childrens death? Why the corruption  and selling out the country to foreign corporations? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the Kingdom of Wonders, like in this old story?&lt;br /&gt;"Cambodia  came into being, so the story goes, through the union of a princess and  a foreigner. The foreigner was an Indian Brahman named Kaundinya and  the princess was the daughter of a dragon king who ruled over a watery  land. One day, as Kaundinya sailed by the princess paddled out in a boat  to greet him. Kaundinya shot and arrow from his magic bow into her  boat, causing the fearful princess to agree to marriage. In need of a  dowry, her father drank up the waters of his land and presented them to  Kaundinya to rule over. The new kingdom was named Kambuja."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-3881717135338686839?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/3881717135338686839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=3881717135338686839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/3881717135338686839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/3881717135338686839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2010/11/tragedy-in-cambodia.html' title='Tragedy in Cambodia'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-3100337061092702551</id><published>2010-11-12T14:22:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T00:01:52.112+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bochum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.asta-bochum.de/?page_id=1497"&gt; Kulturkafe Bochum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stud.rub.de/index/kalender?form=1"&gt;Kultur Kalendar RUB &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.akafoe.de/kultur/index-lang-de.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-3100337061092702551?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/3100337061092702551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=3100337061092702551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/3100337061092702551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/3100337061092702551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2010/11/bochum.html' title='Bochum'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-5656866873687610168</id><published>2010-08-04T16:33:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:54:15.403+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Съвет за живота - история от стопа</title><content type='html'>Пътувайки на стоп, човек среща какви ли не хора, а пък някои от тях дават даже и ценни съвети за Живота, Вселената и Всичко Останало.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Колата се движи с висока скорост по пътчето водещо от Стара Загора към Магистралата за Пловдив. Вътре дъни бясна чалга. Шофьорът е момче от строителния бизнес.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Шофьор:&lt;/span&gt; "Харесваш ли чалга?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Стопаджия:&lt;/span&gt; "Не баш, но не ме дразни."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Шофьор: (опитвайки да бъде гостоприемен сменя песента)&lt;/span&gt; "А гръцко слушаш ли?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Стопаджия:&lt;/span&gt; "Абе по-става от чалгата, ама не им разбирам какво пеят :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Шофьор:&lt;/span&gt; "Кво ти требе да разбираш, бе? Да не мислиш, че аз разбирам? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Яж, пий и е_и! Тва е живота!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Стопаджия:&lt;/span&gt; "Хлъц!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-5656866873687610168?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/5656866873687610168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=5656866873687610168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/5656866873687610168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/5656866873687610168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='Съвет за живота - история от стопа'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-3951196451780656436</id><published>2010-01-19T20:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T20:21:57.441+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Пловдив, вторник вечер...</title><content type='html'>Дими похапваше супичка със сирене, когато на вратата се почука. Стаята беше малка, приземна, влажна и студена. Печката - духалка, която тихо бръмчеше и чиито повеи поклащаха пердетата на малките прозорчета, почти не можеше да я стопли. Той стана и преди да стигне до вратата, изтръска остатъците от сирене, паднали върху ризата му. Когато отвори, видя малко, съсухрено същество, високо не повече от метър. То беше облечено с изтъркана, тъмночервена, кадифяна риза и дрипави кожени панталони, под които се виждаха босите му, космати крака. Островърха шапка придаваше завършеност на целия му вид.&lt;br /&gt; – Аз съм таласъмът, който живее на тавана – каза той. – Може ли да вляза?&lt;br /&gt; – Разбира се – каза Дими, – чувал съм за тебе. Но си мислех, че съществуваш само в приказките.&lt;br /&gt; Таласъмът влезе и забърза към духалката. Той приклекна пред нея и простря ръцете си към струята топъл въздух.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-3951196451780656436?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/3951196451780656436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=3951196451780656436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/3951196451780656436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/3951196451780656436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='Пловдив, вторник вечер...'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-6959079090178691844</id><published>2009-10-06T20:30:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T00:43:23.819+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Промените</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Размишления от седмиците на медитация в храма.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7WoYbSUkTLQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7WoYbSUkTLQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Всичко в света се променя. Това е очевидно. След деня идва нощта, сезоните се сменят, хората остаряват. Човек, който се привърже към нещо/някого страда, когато то се промени. Например смъртта на близък човек. Също така промяната (развитието)  у любимия човек често е причина за раздяла в една връзка. Приеми, че нещата се променят и не се привързвай. Грижи се, давай най-доброто от себе си, но не тъжи, когато нещо се промени в насока, която не харесваш. Не можеш да го промениш, защото нямаш влияние върху други хора и външни фактори. Let it go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Прави добро, така че дори и да умреш в следващата секунда, то ще е с добра мисъл и добро чувство. Не се предавай пред проблемите, не мисли "какво щеше да стане, ако...", а учи от своите грешки.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Медитацията служи за пречистване на мозъка от вечно тревожещите го мисли. Практикувайки я ще се освободиш в зародиш от гняв, тъга и грижи. Например появилото се малко чувство на гняв може да се сравни със запалването на малко огънче вътре в теб. Мислите само ще го подхранят и ще избухне пожар. Този пожар ще те накара да търсиш разрешение на проблема във външния свят (например като набиеш виновника за гнева ти).&lt;br /&gt;Когато усетиш малкото огънче, забележи го и просто повтори сам на себе си : "гняв, гняв, гняв" или пък преброй до 10. Когато се усети наблюдавано, малкото гневно пожарче ще се засрами и самоизгаси.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Всъщност нали всичко се променя, та няма за какво да се гневиш, грижиш и тревожиш.&lt;br /&gt;"Mai pen rai" - казват тайландците (бг. - няма значение, не се кахъри, всичко е наред)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-6959079090178691844?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/6959079090178691844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=6959079090178691844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/6959079090178691844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/6959079090178691844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='Промените'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-4405788559400206944</id><published>2009-07-16T19:44:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T09:07:09.883+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Коледари в Камбоджа</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6wxsnb20xA4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6wxsnb20xA4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Действието се развива в един горещ предиобед няколко дни преди кхмерската Нова Година (наречена на кхмерски и тайландски Сонгкран) на близката до пазара улица в град Сием Риеп (Камбоджа). Сием Риеп е известен с разположените наблизо величествени храмове на Ангкор - символ и спомен от древната могъща империя на Кхмерите.  Групата кхмерски "коледари" се придвижва от магазин на магазин, в които продавачите предвидливо са подготвили малки дарове като бобнони, сладки, безалкохолни напитки и др. Даровете са оставени на земята, от където по време на танца ловко биват прибирани от "коледарите" с помощта на плетените лопатовидни кошници. Полезна работа върши и торбичката за подаръци, закачена на кол и учтиво подавана от жената танцьорка на даряващия дюкянджия. Приемат се също дарения в кеш... американски долари разбира се :)  - предпочитаната валута пред обезценяващия се камбоджански риел. След танцовото прибиране на дарове следва песен за здраве и берекет, след което процесията се премества към следващото магазинче. Коледарската процесия така ме заплени, че забравих накъде бях тръгнал. Заснех един малък фрагмент от нея, който можете да видите по-горе.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-4405788559400206944?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/4405788559400206944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=4405788559400206944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/4405788559400206944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/4405788559400206944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_16.html' title='Коледари в Камбоджа'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-5420902017074440991</id><published>2009-07-06T20:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:42:37.325+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Птици</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/euQqQ1bYybI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/euQqQ1bYybI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-5420902017074440991?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/5420902017074440991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=5420902017074440991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/5420902017074440991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/5420902017074440991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='Птици'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-7951349420745585376</id><published>2009-06-06T12:26:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:31:30.878+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Искам да съм там!</title><content type='html'>Избягай! Иди другаде.&lt;br /&gt;Срещни се с непознати - непознати култури,&lt;br /&gt;непознати племена, непознати факти.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Приключенията, които си сънувал.&lt;br /&gt;Страните, за които си мечтал.&lt;br /&gt;Хората, които искаш да видиш.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Повече пътешествия.&lt;br /&gt;Повече знания.&lt;br /&gt;Повече емоции.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Заключи се вкъщи.&lt;br /&gt;Пусни телевизора.&lt;br /&gt;Виж света!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.ttvi.bg&lt;br /&gt;ТРАВЪЛ ТВ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Търсете при Вашия кабелен оператор.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Реклама в списание "Одисей"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-7951349420745585376?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/7951349420745585376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=7951349420745585376' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/7951349420745585376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/7951349420745585376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='Искам да съм там!'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-5079019715748415952</id><published>2009-05-19T15:56:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:31:19.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Корейска диско песен - хит в Тайланд</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qFjP-OJ7Bh4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qFjP-OJ7Bh4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nobody but you" на корейките от Wondergirls звучи навсякъде в Тайланд. Дали в малкото селско ресторантче или в луксозния Ривърсайд, в големия супермаркет или шопинг мол, дали в препълнената диско зала, дали по телевизия, радио или изпълнявана на живо по концертите около Тайландската нова година, песента се въртеше навсякъде около мен, преследваше ме и ме обсебваше. Усещам я как трайно се е загнездила под някоя от мозъчните гънки гадината.&lt;br /&gt;Поствам я тук, с надеждата да се отърва от нея.&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-5079019715748415952?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/5079019715748415952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=5079019715748415952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/5079019715748415952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/5079019715748415952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='Корейска диско песен - хит в Тайланд'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-1720421069329810772</id><published>2009-04-05T16:10:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:25:42.043+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambodia - Kingdom of Wonders</title><content type='html'>Cambodia came into being, so the story goes, through the union of a princess and a foreigner. The foreigner was an Indian Brahman named Kaundinya and the princess was the daughter of a dragon king who ruled over a watery land. One day, as Kaundinya sailed by the princess paddled out in a boat to greet him. Kaundinya shot and arrow from his magic bow into her boat, causing the fearful princess to agree to marriage. In need of a dowry, her father drank up the waters of his land and presented them to Kaundinya to rule over. The new kingdom was named Kambuja.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-1720421069329810772?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/1720421069329810772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=1720421069329810772' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/1720421069329810772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/1720421069329810772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2009/04/cambodia-kingdom-of-wanders.html' title='Cambodia - Kingdom of Wonders'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-4223467028093088415</id><published>2009-03-11T12:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:28:42.464+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thai Tiger and Dimi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SbegKtw7WoI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/G8lNDD6e2p4/s1600-h/IMG_1598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SbegKtw7WoI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/G8lNDD6e2p4/s400/IMG_1598.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311890391450737282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dimi: "Gydi, gydi"&lt;br /&gt;TT: "Ei! Nemoi da se zakachash, oti ke te griznem!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-4223467028093088415?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/4223467028093088415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=4223467028093088415' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/4223467028093088415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/4223467028093088415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2009/03/thai-tiger-and-dimi.html' title='Thai Tiger and Dimi'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SbegKtw7WoI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/G8lNDD6e2p4/s72-c/IMG_1598.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-3491856250089519403</id><published>2009-02-10T14:15:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T14:15:36.040+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tam Nam Lot Cave</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Pqn-llHJVU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Pqn-llHJVU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-3491856250089519403?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/3491856250089519403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=3491856250089519403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/3491856250089519403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/3491856250089519403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2009/02/tam-nam-lot-cave.html' title='Tam Nam Lot Cave'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-1858415549091136182</id><published>2009-01-26T10:04:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T10:15:54.202+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Live off the land.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SX19g2B533I/AAAAAAAAAQk/0_vluA0NcZU/s1600-h/IMG_0681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295526740070358898" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SX19g2B533I/AAAAAAAAAQk/0_vluA0NcZU/s400/IMG_0681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live off the land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Koh Mak Island, Thailand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-1858415549091136182?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/1858415549091136182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=1858415549091136182' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/1858415549091136182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/1858415549091136182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2009/01/live-off-land.html' title='Live off the land.'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SX19g2B533I/AAAAAAAAAQk/0_vluA0NcZU/s72-c/IMG_0681.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-6712930055143627835</id><published>2009-01-06T13:12:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:20:39.165+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Когато мечтите започнат да стават реалност.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Л: А ти реалист ли си?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Д: Напоследък - да. Това за което съм си мечтал преди лека по лека започва да се реализира :)))И предпочитам да се съсреодоточа върху реализиране на реализуеми неща, като не спирам и да мечтая де.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Л: Ах, и къде е границата реализуеми/нереализуеми мечти?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Д: Хаха, стремя се непрестанно да я разширявам. Според мен граница няма... границите си ги слагаме ние.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Л: А как преценяш кое в коя категория да попадне?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Д: Инстинкт, предчувствие.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-6712930055143627835?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/6712930055143627835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=6712930055143627835' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/6712930055143627835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/6712930055143627835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='Когато мечтите започнат да стават реалност.'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-8317656064709868173</id><published>2009-01-01T18:30:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T20:58:26.397+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>‘Why do you do it?’ friends often ask, perplexed,&lt;br /&gt;Brows raised, minds sorely vexed.&lt;br /&gt;‘The world out there is dangerous!&lt;br /&gt;Aren’t you scared? Why do this?&lt;br /&gt;You need steady work, a house, two cars!&lt;br /&gt;You have only a motorbike, and sleep under stars!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friend, if you must ask, you cannot know&lt;br /&gt;This curiosity that drives me so.&lt;br /&gt;To you it is hidden; in me rises unbidden!&lt;br /&gt;But one day the world I’ll have ridden&lt;br /&gt;By iron steed, then perhaps this need&lt;br /&gt;Will have vanished, finally vanquished!&lt;br /&gt;That day will find me on deathbed,&lt;br /&gt;With no regrets for the life I led.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you be able to say the same?&lt;br /&gt;Or will you despair a life worn plain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will stake my Himalayan memories&lt;br /&gt;Against your estate of a thousand trees.&lt;br /&gt;Pit my Thai sunset&lt;br /&gt;Against your private jet.&lt;br /&gt;Weigh my horse rides at sunrise&lt;br /&gt;To your Italian suits and ties.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll rejoice in friends before I go,&lt;br /&gt;Not the figures of my stock portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, amazingly, there are more like me;&lt;br /&gt;They reject slavery, and are truly free.&lt;br /&gt;They took the chance we all had,&lt;br /&gt;And honestly it makes me sad&lt;br /&gt;That you didn’t.&lt;br /&gt;You thought you couldn’t…&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;Live without the luxuries&lt;br /&gt;Of all our modern amenities?&lt;br /&gt;You choose the bonds of mortgage, but claim to be free,&lt;br /&gt;Wasting a lifetime absorbed by TV.&lt;br /&gt;Why watch it? but live it!&lt;br /&gt;One life’s all you get!&lt;br /&gt;Don’t put off ’til morrow and continue to borrow&lt;br /&gt;The lives of strangers; ’tis the greatest of dangers&lt;br /&gt;To the soul&lt;br /&gt;Which grows old&lt;br /&gt;Before its time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hercules, Columbus,&lt;br /&gt;Guevara, Odysseus,&lt;br /&gt;Champlain, Agamemnon,&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on…&lt;br /&gt;What have they in common?&lt;br /&gt;Regardless man or god,&lt;br /&gt;The soil of continents they trod,&lt;br /&gt;Not in search of gold but adventure!&lt;br /&gt;Not growing old ’cause they ventured&lt;br /&gt;Far from safety; but far be it from me&lt;br /&gt;To Judge…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pitiless pity us&lt;br /&gt;With souls black pitted.&lt;br /&gt;Pray! save it for those less spirited.&lt;br /&gt;For us… our horizons are unlimited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by James Richmond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://koruin-meaningoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/httpwwwnomad4evercomabout.html"&gt;виж още по темата тук&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-8317656064709868173?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/8317656064709868173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=8317656064709868173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/8317656064709868173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/8317656064709868173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2009/01/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-253994087847796683</id><published>2008-12-31T20:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:16:29.493+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Честита Нова Година :)</title><content type='html'>Über Länder, über Seen&lt;br /&gt;Kommt mein Neujahrsgruß geflogen;&lt;br /&gt;Bleibt dem Freunde in der Ferne&lt;br /&gt;Auch im neuen Jahr gewogen!&lt;br /&gt;H. Stökl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(изпратено от Борислава Харнос)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;и моят опит за превод...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Над морета и страни,&lt;br /&gt;Новогодишният ми поздрав лети,&lt;br /&gt;Към приятел далечен,&lt;br /&gt;и през новата Година благосклонен!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-253994087847796683?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/253994087847796683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=253994087847796683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/253994087847796683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/253994087847796683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_31.html' title='Честита Нова Година :)'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-2270995814450265289</id><published>2008-12-14T19:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T19:15:20.015+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mindful Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bnp-AQjkhto&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bnp-AQjkhto&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mindful way е кратко 20 мин. филмче за живота на тайландскисте монаси,  ученици на Аджарн Ча. Състои се от 3 части в ютуб.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-2270995814450265289?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/2270995814450265289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=2270995814450265289' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2270995814450265289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2270995814450265289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/12/mindful-way.html' title='The Mindful Way'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-5080694601328495592</id><published>2008-12-12T22:27:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:47:21.115+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Из книгата на Любен Янков "Отнесени спомени"</title><content type='html'>Неотдавна излезе от печат автобиографичната книга "Отнесени мигове" ("Издателско ателие Аб"). Неин автор е българин, живеещ в Ню Йорк - фотографът Любен Янков. Чрез книгата читателят попада в едно сякаш измислено измерение - пътешествия, романтика, невероятни обрати, страст, драматизъм. Наистина ли всичко това може да се случи някому? Може. И се е случило! От начало до край. &lt;br /&gt;http://paper.standartnews.com/archive/2003/11/02/nedelnik/s3892_7.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Цитати от книгата на Любен:&lt;br /&gt;"Трудно е да се опише идиотизма защо един нормален(?) човек зарязва работа, напуска удобствата на домашната атмосфера и се впуска, с една налудничева страст, в някакво съвсем безцелно и съвсем непрофесионално и много често неориентирано пътуване, подлагащ се на ненормални и непоносими условия. Предполагам отговора е авантюрата - предизвикателството. Всеки е създаден да изпълни дълга си, подчинявайки се на някакъв закон с потайности, който го подтиква несъзнателно, че човек трябва да се изяви, че е постигнал нещо. Отговор защо аз правя всичко това, че дори и целият ми живот протече такъв, все още нямам, но продължавам да го търся. Представям си, нещо което не е за представяне, колко плебейски скучно и мудно трябва да е отминал живота на тези, които рано още в самото му начало са се хванали като безгръбначни удавници за сламката, заседнала в тинята и огорченията на собствения им живот. В края на краищата все пак са спасени, но вече еснафи-пенсионери.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Все още не можех да разбера в себе си как съдбата ме подбужда, подвежда и неочаквано поставя в обстоятелства, в които аз се оказвам задоволен от всичко и след това ме дърпа и изоставя всичко, сякаш е илюзия, за да ме подтикне отново с притегателна сила към неизвестното. Можех спокойно да изчезна някъде без някой да разбере, че аз изобщо съм съществувал. А може би просто съдбата на мъжете като мен да е предопределена да се подвяват като есенно листо във възрастта на живота. Какво действително търсеше това есенно листо е трудно да отговоря. А може би да не е в търсенето, а в подвяването."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-5080694601328495592?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://paper.standartnews.com/archive/2003/11/02/nedelnik/s3892_7.htm' title='Из книгата на Любен Янков &quot;Отнесени спомени&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/5080694601328495592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=5080694601328495592' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/5080694601328495592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/5080694601328495592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_4808.html' title='Из книгата на Любен Янков &quot;Отнесени спомени&quot;'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-8525904305841453958</id><published>2008-12-12T21:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:43:40.530+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Детето, катерицата, феята и бобъра</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SULG16LYU9I/AAAAAAAAANs/UjOtCcQfxcM/s1600-h/feqbobyr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SULG16LYU9I/AAAAAAAAANs/UjOtCcQfxcM/s400/feqbobyr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279000342683997138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Бобри ли са те, бобри или не, щом се казват диви бобри, дайте ги на нааааас!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-8525904305841453958?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/8525904305841453958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=8525904305841453958' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/8525904305841453958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/8525904305841453958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_12.html' title='Детето, катерицата, феята и бобъра'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SULG16LYU9I/AAAAAAAAANs/UjOtCcQfxcM/s72-c/feqbobyr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-7595646945373436055</id><published>2008-12-01T23:02:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:22:46.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'>България</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/STRjb418ukI/AAAAAAAAANk/F6VNJO9TrI0/s1600-h/IMG_0356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/STRjb418ukI/AAAAAAAAANk/F6VNJO9TrI0/s400/IMG_0356.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274950394323974722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"И ако ти би могъл да се откъснеш от България, да погледнеш на нея от чужди брегове, би може би се захласнал по нея, защото - право - когато се къпеш в морето, не можеш тъй добре да му видиш лазурните вълни, както ако го погледнеш отдалеч..." - П.Ю.Тодоров&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-7595646945373436055?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/7595646945373436055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=7595646945373436055' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/7595646945373436055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/7595646945373436055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='България'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/STRjb418ukI/AAAAAAAAANk/F6VNJO9TrI0/s72-c/IMG_0356.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-8308165134144925240</id><published>2008-11-24T10:58:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:09:11.094+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Отражения" изложба на Александър Иванов</title><content type='html'>Написано от Александър Иванов&lt;br /&gt;публикувано в http://www.alexanderivanov.com/news.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Все още не мога да разбера защо няколко души се разплакаха, докато гледаха мои фотографии на красива българска природа. Може би защото снимките са отражения на заобикалящия ни свят такъв, какъвто е – красив и противоречив. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Всички ние живеем с раздвоена душа в един раздвоен свят. Едната ни половина е потопена в хаоса на ежедневието, тя в повечето случаи е неуверена и объркана от неспособността ни да се впишем адекватно в обществото и да следваме бързопроменящия се свят. Другата все още живее с идеализма и първите миризми от детството, където светът е прекрасен, а щастието – вечно и първично наше състояние.&lt;/span&gt; И когато на фотографиите видим сред каква прекрасна природа живеем, и изведнъж осъзнаем колко хармоничен и красив е животът сам по себе си, това изважда наяве вътрешния ни конфликт.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Може ли да има свят без конфликти? Едва ли!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Можем ли да съчетаем интересите на едно стремително развиващо се консуматорско общество с интересите на природата, която ни заобикаля и всъщност ни дава живот? Отговорът също е – едва ли!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Идеята на тази изложба е да провокира първо чувствата, после мисълта и ако това доведе до някакво, макар и минимално действие, това е началото.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;С тези снимки искам да извикам на себе си, а може би ще ме чуе и още някой: „Човече, поспри се за миг, погледни в душата си и направи така, че светът около теб да стане такъв, какъвто мечтаеш да бъде. Това зависи и от теб."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Александър Иванов&lt;br /&gt;побликувано в http://www.alexanderivanov.com/news.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-8308165134144925240?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/8308165134144925240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=8308165134144925240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/8308165134144925240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/8308165134144925240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='&quot;Отражения&quot; изложба на Александър Иванов'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-4472340865841220071</id><published>2008-11-06T15:51:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T16:04:00.814+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Balkan Mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SRMHHLhWvGI/AAAAAAAAANU/cUUyymgRkTs/s1600-h/me+stara+planina+023a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SRMHHLhWvGI/AAAAAAAAANU/cUUyymgRkTs/s400/me+stara+planina+023a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265560209259412578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is pleasure in the pathless woods, &lt;br /&gt;there is rapture in the lonely shore, &lt;br /&gt;there is society where none intrudes,&lt;br /&gt;by the deep sea, and music in its roar; &lt;br /&gt;I love not Man the less, but Nature more."&lt;br /&gt;-- Lord Byron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-4472340865841220071?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/4472340865841220071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=4472340865841220071' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/4472340865841220071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/4472340865841220071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/11/balkan-mountain.html' title='The Balkan Mountain'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SRMHHLhWvGI/AAAAAAAAANU/cUUyymgRkTs/s72-c/me+stara+planina+023a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-9035440824661245108</id><published>2008-10-28T08:58:00.024+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:13:00.299+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Истанбул</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qC1of3h9FAQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qC1of3h9FAQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Пусни си песента в ютуб, докато четеш.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Кой е предполагал, че съществува такова интересно и екзотично място, което е толкова близо до България? Може би вие? Аз пък бях изненадан :-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Разхождайки се по улиците на стария град между Св. София, Капалъчарши и Синята Джамия чувствах спомените на историята, станала свидетел на две могъщи империи, на две различни религии. В огромния военен музей в квартал Таксим отлично е пресъздадена обсадата и превземането на Константинопол през 1453 г. от османсците. Видинското царство пада 56 г. по-рано - през 1396 г. Дълги години преди да бъде превзет, Константинопол е съществувал като последен стожер на умиращата Византийската империя, намиращ се насред завладените от османците Мала Азия и Балкани. В музея може да се види и картина изобразяваща произхода на червеното турско знаме с полумесеца и звездата. След успешна битка, турският владетел се разхожда по бойното поле и вижда полумесеца и звездата отразени в кръвта, стекла се от посечените турски войници.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SQbXu5X9ovI/AAAAAAAAANM/Hr5n_tf8XHY/s1600-h/IMG_0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SQbXu5X9ovI/AAAAAAAAANM/Hr5n_tf8XHY/s400/IMG_0195.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262130415304286962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Друга много интересна картина е тази изобразяваща турската атака срещу българо-руските позиции на връх Шипка..... интересното е, че ъгъла е различен. За разлика от българските картини изобразяващи отчаяната съпротива на нашите опълченци, мятащи камъни, дърве и мъртви тела, турската картина показва стройни аскрески редици пъплещи по планината.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Бях запленен от пазарите. Търговията е навсякъде! Нашият хостел приютяваше предимно търговци от Азия и Африка. Фоайето бе пълно с денкове със стока, която заминава за страни от целия свят. Хостелът предлага куриерски услуги. За 1,65 евро/кг човек може да изпрати денк или колет до Германия, Англия, Конго или Зимбабве!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SQbJN3CrwGI/AAAAAAAAAM8/YqS8Nt0GMOU/s1600-h/IMG_0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SQbJN3CrwGI/AAAAAAAAAM8/YqS8Nt0GMOU/s400/IMG_0205.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262114454579691618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Научих се и да се пазаря :)!&lt;br /&gt;Ако нещо ти хареса питаш колко струва "Хач пара?". Казват ти някаква цена, която повечето пъти е 2-3 пъти по-вискока от реалната, например "10 лира". Ти си тръгваш без да кажеш нищо. Търговецът ти вика зад гърба : "Ок, "8 лира фор ю май френд". Ти се обръщаш колебливо, намръщваш се леко и пак си тръгваш. Той пита отново "7 лира, ОК?". Връщаш се, гледаш пак стоката. Казваш "Туу мъч, 3 лира!". Търговецът се мръщи леко и казва - "6 лира!" Ти казваш "йок! 4 лира!" и накрая ти го дава за 5, като всъщност реалната цена е може би около 2-3 лири :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SQbUZTytUZI/AAAAAAAAANE/MZKCOxAROWk/s1600-h/IMG_0204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SQbUZTytUZI/AAAAAAAAANE/MZKCOxAROWk/s400/IMG_0204.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262126745903780242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ето някои вкусни неща, които опитах:&lt;br /&gt;Kokoreç - кокореч - агнешки дреболии на скара&lt;br /&gt;Балък Екмек - печена риба на скара сложена в хляб със лук и салата. (балък=риба, екмек=хляб)&lt;br /&gt;Бюрек - продават се на килограм - мазни и старшно вкусни, със сирене, спанак или месо.&lt;br /&gt;Локумите са страхотниииииии!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Полезни думи ако си поръчваш дюнер:&lt;br /&gt;Ярим - половин (питка хляб)&lt;br /&gt;Дюрюм - навит (в хляб подобен на палачинка)&lt;br /&gt;Ет - телешко месо&lt;br /&gt;Тавук - пиле&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;През по-голяма част от времето прекарано в Истанбул валеше - ту слабо, ту проливно. Интересни бяха предприемчивите продавачи на чадъри, които щом завалеше разтягаха малки импровизирани сергийки на тротоарите. "Шемсие, шемсие" ("Чадъри, чадъри") - чуват се техните викове, а цените се покачваха пропорционално с усилване на дъжда.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Въпреки проливния дъжд и тоталното измокряне, Истанбул ми хареса много! Мечтая си да отида пак и то за седмица-две през които да открия някои от тайните му.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-9035440824661245108?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/9035440824661245108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=9035440824661245108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/9035440824661245108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/9035440824661245108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_28.html' title='Истанбул'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SQbXu5X9ovI/AAAAAAAAANM/Hr5n_tf8XHY/s72-c/IMG_0195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-5596975351746741048</id><published>2008-10-14T10:26:00.019+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:35:25.392+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Свищов</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n18-FJ_Opn0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n18-FJ_Opn0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Слушай песента в ютуб, докато четеш.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Малкият дунавски град Свищов е известен търговски център в миналото и град с бурна история. Там руските войски форсират Дунав и се насочват към Плевен, за да набият лошите турци и освободят България. Академията е сърцето на Свищов. Многото усмихнати млади хора създават една атмосфера на спокоен и безгрижен студентски живот. Разхождайки се по улиците, имах чувството, че се завръщам във времето отпреди 10-ина години - времето на предприемчивите дребни търговци, малки магазинчета със странни имена и ниски, почти социалистически цени (шшшшт! тихо, да не ги вдигнат!). Това градче е дало много видни и изключитлни личности на света като великия Алеко Константинов, вдъхновяващия Любен Янков, умеещата да се наслаждава на живота Лидия и грижовната Йода. Свищов бива посещаван и от много интернационални Нещотърсачи като американката Бети и японката Юки.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ако имате път към Свищов, непременно посетете лекцията по финанси на другаря Пътев! Лекцията, на която бях, умело съчетаваше теми като история на парите, истини за комунизма и  причини за световната финансова криза.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Още древните римляни са оценили далаверата да се в Свищов и да са си направили цял град с укрепление - "Нове". А пък там дори има и стари римски тоалетни със столче за седене! Никак не са били глупави римляните! След дълги векове римско господство, Нове беше превзет на 12.10.2008 от двама нещотърсачи, на които им се ходеше до тоалетната.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SPRiNyCDhkI/AAAAAAAAAMs/N4IisUCCsWw/s1600-h/IMG_0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SPRiNyCDhkI/AAAAAAAAAMs/N4IisUCCsWw/s400/IMG_0131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256934653956425282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SPRj2qt5jHI/AAAAAAAAAM0/TUWSGkZWKq0/s1600-h/IMG_0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SPRj2qt5jHI/AAAAAAAAAM0/TUWSGkZWKq0/s400/IMG_0123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256936455879101554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Свищовлии още от древни времена са притежавали изключителен търговски нюх. Доказателство за това е магазинчето за книги и мед! Комбинацията на тези две изключително важни за мен стоки намирам за уникална! Отиваш за книга, купуваш си и мед да си подсладиш душата.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SPRhMu8AsoI/AAAAAAAAAMk/SMWQ4Vl4pDA/s1600-h/IMG_0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SPRhMu8AsoI/AAAAAAAAAMk/SMWQ4Vl4pDA/s400/IMG_0158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256933536434270850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Благодаря на Йода, която сподели с мен по братски своя красив свят!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-5596975351746741048?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/5596975351746741048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=5596975351746741048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/5596975351746741048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/5596975351746741048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_14.html' title='Свищов'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SPRiNyCDhkI/AAAAAAAAAMs/N4IisUCCsWw/s72-c/IMG_0131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-2395149590850965247</id><published>2008-10-07T13:00:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:53:13.179+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Общество на Нещотърсачите</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Примерни неща за търсене:&lt;/span&gt; познание, мъдрост, начини за пълноценен живот, утеха, спокойствие, надежда и наслада, Баланса на живота, уютно местенце където да си починат, необезпокоявани от никой и нищо и да съберат сили, Митичния В.О., Любов&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-2395149590850965247?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/2395149590850965247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=2395149590850965247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2395149590850965247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2395149590850965247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_07.html' title='Общество на Нещотърсачите'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-9180199636953730234</id><published>2008-10-01T23:08:00.018+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:56:37.239+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Пепелянката и мотиката</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SOQKjjPxh0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/puja9MVZiG8/s1600-h/IMG_0107a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SOQKjjPxh0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/puja9MVZiG8/s400/IMG_0107a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252334671293941570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Беше слънчев, леко прохладен есенен ден. Животът в малкото селце сякаш бе замрял в предиобедния припек. По улиците и в дворовете почти не се мяркаха хора. Пепелянката се наслаждаваше на топлите слънчеви лъчи изтягайки се на прашния път. С носталгия си спомняше за жаркото лято, обилните гуляи с полски мишки и симпатичния самец с оранжево на опашката.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Бащата и момчето пристигнаха от София на село, за да прекарат няколко дни далеч от големия град, близо до природата и родната им земя. Още преди обяд на следващия ден  те се запътиха към селските гробища. Момчето крачеше бодро с мотика на рамо, с която щеше да почисти плевелите от гроба на баба и дядо.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;И дойде мигът в който се съзряха!&lt;br /&gt;Пепелянката си плю на петите и запълзя към къпинака. Не бе така бърза и пъргава, както обикновено - кръвта й бе хладна. Момчето се затича радостно към нея и я спря с мотиката. Отначало я помисли за слепоок, но после забеляза рогчето на носа й. Пепелянката съскаше гневно. Беше безпомощна, съдбата й зависеше от волята на друго същество.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-9180199636953730234?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/9180199636953730234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=9180199636953730234' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/9180199636953730234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/9180199636953730234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='Пепелянката и мотиката'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SOQKjjPxh0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/puja9MVZiG8/s72-c/IMG_0107a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-2763971366099820669</id><published>2008-09-17T10:09:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T11:14:51.793+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Кое е твоето Небесно Царство?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-oO6pCRe3pM&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"There (in the Kingdom of Heaven) you are not what you were born, but what you have it in yourself to be." &lt;/span&gt;says Godfrey of Ibelin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Във филма "Небесно царство" главният герой е ковач в своята малка работилница някъде в средновековната западна Европа. В света в който израства той е роден за ковач &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(what he was born to be)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Обстоятелствата го карат да замине заедно с кръстоносците за Йерусалим (Небесното царство). Там главният герой намира себе си, като защитник на града и хората, борейки за своите ценности и идеали &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(what he has it in yourself to be).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Кое е твоето "Небесно Царство" (Нещо, Някой, Някъде.....), което ти помага да намериш себе си?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-2763971366099820669?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/2763971366099820669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=2763971366099820669' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2763971366099820669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2763971366099820669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/09/kingdom-of-heaven.html' title='Кое е твоето Небесно Царство?'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-5936349703090306036</id><published>2008-09-15T19:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T19:24:41.946+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Магеланска треска</title><content type='html'>Мъдрата Йода каза:&lt;br /&gt;"Магеланска треска е треската на любознателния пътешественик. Не е лоша болест. Когато пътешестваш, магеланската треска кара очите ти да блестят и да правиш необичайни неща. Но пък вечер заспиваш спокойно и сутрин се будиш с усмивка."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-5936349703090306036?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/5936349703090306036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=5936349703090306036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/5936349703090306036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/5936349703090306036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_15.html' title='Магеланска треска'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-6305640099215091658</id><published>2008-09-10T21:48:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:16:22.452+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Изненадааааа</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SMgmyr-XARI/AAAAAAAAAL8/AnW6CjANWhg/s1600-h/DSCF2854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SMgmyr-XARI/AAAAAAAAAL8/AnW6CjANWhg/s200/DSCF2854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244484418312536338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Днес говорих с моя приятел Майкъл от Тайланд. Случайно ми хрумна да го попитам дали не е виждал напоследък нашия учител монах Пра Сонгсърм.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ето какво ми отговори:&lt;br /&gt;"He's not a monk anymore. He disrobed a couple years ago and is in business now. I haven't seen him in quite a while. He was wearing different clothes the last I saw him, but was the same guy. :)&lt;br /&gt;That's a big surprise for me, too. But he really seemed the same as before, just wearing different clothes."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-6305640099215091658?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/6305640099215091658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=6305640099215091658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/6305640099215091658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/6305640099215091658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_10.html' title='Изненадааааа'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SMgmyr-XARI/AAAAAAAAAL8/AnW6CjANWhg/s72-c/DSCF2854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-5141270218109094133</id><published>2008-09-09T14:38:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T14:46:37.510+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Тайландският премиер - водещ на готварско ТВ шоу</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Съдът в Бангкок нареди на премиера на страната Самак Сундараведж и неговия кабинет да подаде оставка, след като бе установено, че той е нарушил конституцията, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;съвместявайки държавната си позиция с ролята на водещ на готварско шоу&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; по частен телевизионен канал" &lt;/span&gt;предаде Би Би Си&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Все пак човек е щастлив, когато следва призванието си&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;нали?&lt;br /&gt;Хора,  поставили си цели, които са им много важни и които са насочени към себеосъществяването им, а не толкова към външни аспекти като социален престиж или материални облаги, тези хора се чувстват по-щастливи.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-5141270218109094133?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.dnevnik.bg/show/?storyid=547836' title='Тайландският премиер - водещ на готварско ТВ шоу'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/5141270218109094133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=5141270218109094133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/5141270218109094133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/5141270218109094133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='Тайландският премиер - водещ на готварско ТВ шоу'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-4951717754999619258</id><published>2008-08-31T22:51:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T12:26:46.882+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Събудени спомени.... Тайланд</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SLvDXUOZSsI/AAAAAAAAALw/iaqsFagVRYg/s1600-h/wai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SLvDXUOZSsI/AAAAAAAAALw/iaqsFagVRYg/s400/wai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240997396709198530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SLsEZolb4II/AAAAAAAAALg/YknxVoS524I/s1600-h/wai.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-4951717754999619258?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/4951717754999619258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=4951717754999619258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/4951717754999619258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/4951717754999619258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_31.html' title='Събудени спомени.... Тайланд'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SLvDXUOZSsI/AAAAAAAAALw/iaqsFagVRYg/s72-c/wai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-2623232239989535853</id><published>2008-08-29T15:32:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T16:01:36.568+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Предразсъдъци</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R28MYiOcGpI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R28MYiOcGpI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die gefaehrlichste Weltanschauung ist die Weltanschauung derjenigen, die die Welt nicht angeschaut haben. -- Humboldt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Опасен е светогледът на хората, които не са видели света. - Хумболт&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Преди 10-ина години мислех по подобен начин като това момиче (частта след 0:55 сек.). Предполагам, че и много други българи в резулат на уроците по история и възарждащия се напоследък национализъм имат негативно мнение за турците. След като обаче лично се запознах с турски студенти в Германия, мога да кажа, че всичките те - Сертан (и неговите приятели), Алп, Ослем и Джеран са едни от най-стойностните, чистосърдечни, честни и добри хора, които познавам....и най-вече - предани приятели. Същото важи за приятели и познати от Арабския свят - Редуан (Мароко); Тарик, Али, Висем (Тунис), Раеф (Египет), Мустафа (Пакистан).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-2623232239989535853?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/2623232239989535853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=2623232239989535853' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2623232239989535853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2623232239989535853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='Предразсъдъци'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-6827322586546289476</id><published>2008-08-18T16:14:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T16:15:28.324+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Събудени спомени... Carmageddon 2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SKmD3W2rF4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sxtqLkCBcog/s1600-h/DSCF0884a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SKmD3W2rF4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sxtqLkCBcog/s400/DSCF0884a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235861028845852546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-6827322586546289476?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/6827322586546289476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=6827322586546289476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/6827322586546289476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/6827322586546289476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/08/carmageddon-2004.html' title='Събудени спомени... Carmageddon 2004'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SKmD3W2rF4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sxtqLkCBcog/s72-c/DSCF0884a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-8634679701567480360</id><published>2008-08-14T21:57:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T13:07:38.903+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SKSOXIbaEQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/s_H9jqN2VJw/s1600-h/DSCF5347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SKSOXIbaEQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/s_H9jqN2VJw/s400/DSCF5347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234465194961932546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris is amazing city! It seems to me, that French people know how to enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;It is good to know French language thou. People there are not so talkative if they speak English...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-8634679701567480360?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/8634679701567480360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=8634679701567480360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/8634679701567480360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/8634679701567480360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/08/paris.html' title='Paris'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SKSOXIbaEQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/s_H9jqN2VJw/s72-c/DSCF5347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-7943436947898645881</id><published>2008-08-05T00:04:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T01:54:53.853+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Incredible Steve Jobs's speach at Stanford 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UF8uR6Z6KLc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UF8uR6Z6KLc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Благодаря за подаръка Ева!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Story&lt;br /&gt;Connecting the Dots! Навързване на точките.&lt;br /&gt;Следвай порива на сърцето (душата, интуицията). Сърцето избира възможностите, които ще те направят щастлив. Дори и в момента това, което ти казва да противоречи на разума и да ти се струва безсмислено... След време ще успееш да разбереш, какво добро ти е донесло и как е повлияло върху събитията в живота ти. &lt;br /&gt;Не можеш да свържеш точките в момента, но разбираш как са свързани след време. Трябва да вярваш, че точките ще се свържат някак си в бъдещето! Трябва да вярваш в нещо - наречи го живот, съдба, карма, наречи го както искаш, защото вярвайки, че точките ще бъдат свързани в бъдещето, ще ти даде увереност да следваш сърцето си, дори когато то те води по странични неотъпкани (необясними в момента) пътеки.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Всичко на този свят е свързано по схемата Причина - Следствие, всичко е Едно...&lt;br /&gt;Зеланд - Душата (интуицията) избира най-добрата за теб възможност от безкрайните възможности на Вселената.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-7943436947898645881?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/7943436947898645881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=7943436947898645881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/7943436947898645881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/7943436947898645881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/08/incredible-steve-jobss-speach-at.html' title='Incredible Steve Jobs&apos;s speach at Stanford 2005'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-1318308996901090124</id><published>2008-08-04T13:43:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:11:49.196+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SJbrefe-H6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/m1exkw8ojWg/s1600-h/Collage2_me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230626926317412258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SJbrefe-H6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/m1exkw8ojWg/s400/Collage2_me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SJbrZDNCjaI/AAAAAAAAAHw/AksSIc5VhGo/s1600-h/Collage1_me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230626832826666402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SJbrZDNCjaI/AAAAAAAAAHw/AksSIc5VhGo/s400/Collage1_me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-1318308996901090124?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/1318308996901090124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=1318308996901090124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/1318308996901090124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/1318308996901090124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/08/chess.html' title='Chess'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SJbrefe-H6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/m1exkw8ojWg/s72-c/Collage2_me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-241046039345139280</id><published>2008-07-31T21:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T21:36:23.103+02:00</updated><title type='text'>kak mina presentaciajata dnes li?</title><content type='html'>ami ok doki!!! :))))&lt;br /&gt;ama utre pak, i sega pak podgotowka....&lt;br /&gt;sred uchastnicite w kursa ima i edin profesor!!! dosta bavno se sprawja gorkija. dori se skyta kato pravihme mejdinnoto prepitwane, hahah, :))!!!!&lt;br /&gt;eiii, doide vremeto, &lt;strong&gt;w koeto poslednite stawat pyrvi&lt;/strong&gt;!!! :))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-241046039345139280?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/241046039345139280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=241046039345139280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/241046039345139280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/241046039345139280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/07/kak-mina-presentaciajata-dnes-li.html' title='kak mina presentaciajata dnes li?'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-2343999776803451811</id><published>2008-07-16T23:40:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T00:05:22.691+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Договор за работа</title><content type='html'>Днес 17.Юли.2008 между Рибка Ко. (Ън)Лимитед и Дими се сключи следния договор за работа:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Позиция: момче за всичко&lt;br /&gt;Задължения (права): готвене, чистене, пране, шофиране, асистент чертожник, ескорт по коктейли и приеми, офис мениджмънт, PR (комуникация с медиите), надзираване на майстори, четене на хороскопи,&lt;br /&gt;Дата на започване: 1.Септември.2008&lt;br /&gt;Продължителност: безсрочен&lt;br /&gt;Заплата: 800 лв. + стая в София с две легла, клон и гардероб&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-2343999776803451811?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/2343999776803451811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=2343999776803451811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2343999776803451811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2343999776803451811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_16.html' title='Договор за работа'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-1768573432059090561</id><published>2008-07-13T13:38:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:11:49.419+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Консуматор</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SHnp_JyILrI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Ysl7AFqQh6Q/s1600-h/Bild005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SHnp_JyILrI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Ysl7AFqQh6Q/s200/Bild005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222462514080001714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Волю неволю и аз станах член на консуматорското общество. Но май взе да ми харесва. Особено наслаждение носи препускането с висока скорост по широкия немски аутобан. мда....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-1768573432059090561?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/1768573432059090561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=1768573432059090561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/1768573432059090561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/1768573432059090561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_13.html' title='Консуматор'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SHnp_JyILrI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Ysl7AFqQh6Q/s72-c/Bild005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-2560658058467088567</id><published>2008-07-12T20:37:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T22:08:41.075+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifesurf project</title><content type='html'>Размислите и идеите ot последната една година и половина започнаха да изкристализират и навързвайки се да оформят конкретен план за действие.&lt;br /&gt;Днес докато тичах в гората му измислих и име - &lt;em&gt;Lifesurf project&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lifesurf project&lt;/em&gt; надгражда изпълнилия целта си проект &lt;em&gt;Reise&lt;/em&gt;, започнал 2000 г.&lt;br /&gt;Името се състои от двете думи &lt;em&gt;Life&lt;/em&gt; и &lt;em&gt;Surf&lt;br /&gt;Life&lt;/em&gt; - живот; смисъл на живота; живеене на истински живот&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Surf&lt;/em&gt; - сърфиране; плъзгане по вълните, улавяики и използвайки външна движеща сила; пътуване към избрана дестинация; търсене.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifesurf project&lt;br /&gt;http://lifesurfproject.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-2560658058467088567?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://lifesurfproject.blogspot.com' title='Lifesurf project'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/2560658058467088567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=2560658058467088567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2560658058467088567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2560658058467088567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/07/lifesurf-project.html' title='Lifesurf project'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-6926550234346571324</id><published>2008-06-21T13:23:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T13:23:50.465+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nim's Island Animal Jukebox</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="435" height="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.nimsisland.com/swfs/animal_jukebox.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.nimsisland.com/swfs/animal_jukebox.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  width="435" height="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxNDA*NzI5NTQzMiZwdD*xMjE*MDQ3NDI1Njk2JnA9MTc*ODUxJmQ9YW5pbWFsJTVGanVrZWJveCZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*y.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-6926550234346571324?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/6926550234346571324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=6926550234346571324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/6926550234346571324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/6926550234346571324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/06/nims-island-animal-jukebox.html' title='Nim&apos;s Island Animal Jukebox'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-8579844371537777176</id><published>2008-06-01T03:10:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:18:42.105+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...всъщност публиката прави представлението!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SLhnQ6QAITI/AAAAAAAAAIw/pdVnw7APDDw/s1600-h/BF_2647MAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 177px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SLhnQ6QAITI/AAAAAAAAAIw/pdVnw7APDDw/s200/BF_2647MAR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240051706657513778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SLhnMGzRsgI/AAAAAAAAAIo/oEIuWDhG4fE/s1600-h/BF_2644MAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SLhnMGzRsgI/AAAAAAAAAIo/oEIuWDhG4fE/s200/BF_2644MAR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240051624127345154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SLhnCrOCxhI/AAAAAAAAAIg/-Ndv2jGnn04/s1600-h/BF_2640MAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SLhnCrOCxhI/AAAAAAAAAIg/-Ndv2jGnn04/s200/BF_2640MAR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240051462104598034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SLhm80XbigI/AAAAAAAAAIY/8dU3QQo_9_o/s1600-h/BF_2639MAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SLhm80XbigI/AAAAAAAAAIY/8dU3QQo_9_o/s200/BF_2639MAR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240051361480673794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Дааам така е! Публиката е основния участник в представлението.&lt;br /&gt;Тъкмо се връщам от Мюнхен, където бяхме на фестивал на българската фолклорна музика. Залата бе нагорещена от положителни емоции и веселие.&lt;br /&gt;Предствихме се много добре! Публиката беше многобройна, изключително активна, подкрепяща и доволна. Ръкоплясканията, виканията, усмивките.... чувствайки ги докато играем на сцената ни дадоха криле. Танцувахме с хъс. После получихме похвали от много други участници и хора от публиката. А най-радостното е, че направихме Гери щастлива. Услилената подготовка определено си струваше.&lt;br /&gt;В очакване на ДВД-то....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-8579844371537777176?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/8579844371537777176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=8579844371537777176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/8579844371537777176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/8579844371537777176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='...всъщност публиката прави представлението!'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SLhnQ6QAITI/AAAAAAAAAIw/pdVnw7APDDw/s72-c/BF_2647MAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-4648587210325806319</id><published>2008-05-28T17:29:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:11:50.124+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Гатанка / а Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SD18RZtxZHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/zHJVoGvIVU4/s1600-h/150271_1_shrek_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205453382712648818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SD18RZtxZHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/zHJVoGvIVU4/s200/150271_1_shrek_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Гатанка&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Шрек има големи ноздри,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;защото има големи * * * * * *?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Моля изпратете отговор на емайла ми &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;koruin(&lt;a href="mailto:DELETETHIS@)yahoo.de"&gt;DELETETHIS@)yahoo.de&lt;/a&gt; или отговорете в коментара към тази пост.&lt;/div&gt;Дими&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Question&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shrek has got big nostrils,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because he has also big * * * * * * *?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please send your answer at my email koruin(&lt;a href="mailto:DELETETHIS@)yahoo.de"&gt;DELETETHIS@)yahoo.de&lt;/a&gt; , or just write a comment here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dimi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-4648587210325806319?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/4648587210325806319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=4648587210325806319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/4648587210325806319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/4648587210325806319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/05/question.html' title='Гатанка / а Question'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/SD18RZtxZHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/zHJVoGvIVU4/s72-c/150271_1_shrek_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-1823926690485747567</id><published>2008-05-20T19:10:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T19:41:45.624+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Силата на позитивното мислене</title><content type='html'>Днес отидох до фризьорския салон на босненките, защото косата ми беше избуяла. От улицата видях, че в салона е празно. Влязох. Младото момиче, което е на обучение там, ме покани да седна на фризьоркския стол. Оказа се, че шефката Емина я няма, и момичето щеше да ме подстригва. Усетих я как леко се уплаши. Явно си спомни. По-миналия път тя ме подстрига. Беше видимо неравномерно и на мен определено не ми хареса - и явно съм го показал. Отивайки следващия месец настоях Емина да ме подстриже, въпреки, че момичето беше свободно. Неприятно за нея, нали?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Такаааа. Да си представим днешната ситуация. Тя пристпва видимо плахо към мен, седящия на стола, недоволен в миналото клиент. Реших да й дам още един шанс. Пожелах й от все сърце да се чувства уверена и добре. Усмихвах се. Резултатът беше поразителен. Тя се справи доста добре. Рядко ме подстригва някой така хубаво! А накрая тя дори се усмихваше. Контрастът с намръщеното и изплашено преди 10 мин. лице беше поразителен.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-1823926690485747567?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/1823926690485747567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=1823926690485747567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/1823926690485747567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/1823926690485747567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_20.html' title='Силата на позитивното мислене'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-3657300849074908581</id><published>2008-05-18T16:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T16:22:08.204+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Der neue Armuts- und Reichtumsbericht der Bundesregierung</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Arm &lt;/strong&gt;ist nach offizieller Definition, wer als Alleinlebender weniger als 60 Prozent des mittleren Einkommens verdient. Das sind, so Scholz, &lt;strong&gt;«781 Euro netto»&lt;/strong&gt;. Als &lt;strong&gt;reich&lt;/strong&gt; gilt, wer als Single netto mehr als &lt;strong&gt;3418 Euro&lt;/strong&gt; monatlich zur Verfügung hat. Die Entwicklung skizziert der Sozialdemokrat mit den Worten: «Die Einkünfte der Reichen sind gewachsen, dagegen sinken die Einkommen im unteren Bereich leicht, im mittleren Bereich stagnieren sie.»&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-3657300849074908581?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://de.news.yahoo.com/dpa2/20080518/twl-analyse-kluft-zwischen-arm-und-reich-210805f.html' title='Der neue Armuts- und Reichtumsbericht der Bundesregierung'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/3657300849074908581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=3657300849074908581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/3657300849074908581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/3657300849074908581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/05/der-neue-armuts-und-reichtumsbericht.html' title='Der neue Armuts- und Reichtumsbericht der Bundesregierung'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-1742308010282103486</id><published>2008-05-18T01:28:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T01:31:49.466+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite Thai dish - Khao Soi</title><content type='html'>http://www.openchiangmai.com/Khao_Soi_or_Kao_Soi_in_Chiang_Mai_1602.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-1742308010282103486?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.openchiangmai.com/Khao_Soi_or_Kao_Soi_in_Chiang_Mai_1602.html' title='My favorite Thai dish - Khao Soi'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/1742308010282103486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=1742308010282103486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/1742308010282103486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/1742308010282103486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-favorite-thai-dish-khao-soi.html' title='My favorite Thai dish - Khao Soi'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-7236471432176915623</id><published>2008-05-16T21:30:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T21:32:56.184+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Учител</title><content type='html'>Искам да срещна един човек, но не знам къде да го намеря...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Говорх с него преди 2 години.  Срещнахме го случайно с Дино в тъмното близо до двореца на Уни Хохенхейм. Разхождаше 6-7 кучета. Имаше излъчване на просветен човек. Говореше мъдро. Бил известен професор по музика в Пловдив. По едно време оставил всичко. Сега пътува с каравана жена си из Европа и Северна Африка. Имат 12 кучета, които са спасили по пътя. Времето си прекарват в пътуване и четене на книги.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-7236471432176915623?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/7236471432176915623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=7236471432176915623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/7236471432176915623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/7236471432176915623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_16.html' title='Учител'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-3923548640263003082</id><published>2008-04-25T01:08:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T01:10:47.427+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Въпрос:&lt;/strong&gt; "...кажи ми нещо повече за себе си....какво обичаш...съответно мразиш...какво те разочарова...какво впечатлява...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Отговор:&lt;/strong&gt; "...вярвам в любовта, вярвам, че като искаш нещо от сърце - то се сбъдва...вярвам в позитивното у хората...старая се да не мразя....впечатляват ме необикновените хора, които мислят и живеят иначе, и които не се движат от принципите на консуматорското общество, а от нещо вътре в тях самите.&lt;br /&gt;уча се.&lt;br /&gt;обичам да пътувам и да танцувам.&lt;br /&gt;разочарова ме това, че не успявам да помогна на най-добрия си приятел, който с времето се превръща във все по-голям песимист..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-3923548640263003082?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/3923548640263003082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=3923548640263003082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/3923548640263003082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/3923548640263003082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/04/peace-of-me.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-8074867314854628595</id><published>2008-04-24T01:12:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T01:22:31.929+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Добив на петрол</title><content type='html'>Четейки статията за вестник дневник за добива на петрол в Саудитска Арабия, се запитах колко петрол се добива в света.&lt;br /&gt;87 милиона барела дневно е световното потребление.&lt;br /&gt;1 барел = 159 литра&lt;br /&gt;прави 13,8 милиарда литра петрол на ден&lt;br /&gt;13,8 милиона кубически метра&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-8074867314854628595?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/8074867314854628595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=8074867314854628595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/8074867314854628595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/8074867314854628595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_24.html' title='Добив на петрол'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-2465212709914707632</id><published>2008-04-15T01:43:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T02:10:11.285+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='statements'/><title type='text'>Кому са нужни разговорите за политика между приятели?</title><content type='html'>Напоследък прекарвайки време сам вкъщи мисля, че съм станал някак по-възприемчив към всичко и се безпокоя за неща, които никога не са ме интересували кой знае колко досега.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Най-добрия ми приятел (живее в БГ) от няколко месеца насам започна да ми говори за политика (корупции, мафии..), всичко примесено с изразяване на доста негативни емоции. Много се тревожи. Започнал  е да въздиша като стар човек. Питах го, не му ли правят забележка хората около него. Той отговори, че всички така били въздишали тежко тежко?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Не съм го питал за тези неща, само го изслушвам като ми говори. Той някак си решава, че е било за мое добро да ме бил иноформирал за "истинския живот", за да съм знаел бил как е в България и да не съм си помислял да се връщам.  &lt;br /&gt;После следват и разкази за лошите му шефове в работата, как в България не могло да се работи нормално, колко били лоши българите мениджъри, и колко прости някои мениджъри чужденци във фирмата. И в кое министерство какво безхаберие било. Аз се опитвам да помогна с конкретни съвети при конкретни работни проблеми, но той не се вслушва...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Междувременно започнах да чета редовно новини от България. дневник.бг, нюз.бг, капитал.бг.&lt;br /&gt;През последните месеци след всеки наш разговор с политическо-негативистична тема, цял ден съм раздразнен, тъжен и разтревожен. За него, за вкъщи, за родителите ми, за брат ми. От една страна се опитвам да му помогна, от друга виждам, че и мен ме обхваща лека полека негативния тип мислене.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;По принцип съм човек, който действа с оптимизъм и вдъхновение. Те ми помагат да постигна целите си. Отделям повече време над положителните неща. За опасностите и проблемите мисля към края на плана, защото направя ли го в началото-&gt; губя енергията да постигна целта. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Всъщност да си призная досега не съм се интересувал кой знае колко от политика. През последните години в едни от най-щастливите периоди от живота ми, нямах представа кой е министър председател и кой президент на България.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;От една страна, приятелите са за да се изслушват и да си помагат нали? От друга страна - не мисля, че говоренето, по скоро дъвченето на политика води до нещо положително или креативно, само изнервя. По-скоро е някакво ядосване, за нещо което не е под контрола ни.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-2465212709914707632?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/2465212709914707632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=2465212709914707632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2465212709914707632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2465212709914707632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_15.html' title='Кому са нужни разговорите за политика между приятели?'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-433508094855035028</id><published>2008-04-09T19:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T19:31:14.270+02:00</updated><title type='text'>горделивостта</title><content type='html'>Преди време в едно тв предаване попитаха отец Любомир Братоев, много интелигентен човек и един от отличниците на играта „Стани богат", кой от десетте смъртни гряха е най-страшен, най-голям? Веднага си помислих, че ще отговори: убийството. Той обаче каза: горделивостта. И обясни защо - човек, който много се е възгордял, не уважава хората, не зачита нищо и смята, че всичко му е позволено, т.е. той с лекота може да извърши останалите грехове без да изпитва угризения или вина.&lt;br /&gt;Всъщност, свещеникът е много прав.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Написано от Елизабет Дафинова&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-433508094855035028?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://frognews.bg/Frog/index.php?option=com_content&amp;task=view&amp;id=5027&amp;Itemid=7' title='горделивостта'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/433508094855035028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=433508094855035028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/433508094855035028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/433508094855035028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_09.html' title='горделивостта'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-1281243380650828335</id><published>2008-04-04T16:13:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:11:50.412+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><title type='text'>Вземи ме</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/R_Y3nrIoskI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YoYKSdfhPsI/s1600-h/me-srosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/R_Y3nrIoskI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YoYKSdfhPsI/s400/me-srosa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185393175697076802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-1281243380650828335?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/1281243380650828335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=1281243380650828335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/1281243380650828335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/1281243380650828335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='Вземи ме'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/R_Y3nrIoskI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YoYKSdfhPsI/s72-c/me-srosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-2062759691138675812</id><published>2008-04-03T16:49:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T16:21:00.490+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Happiness is only real when shared</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Happiness is only real when shared."&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Mccandless alias Alex Supertramp, 1992, Into the wild&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was bringen die tollsten Erlebnisse, die schönsten Strände, der blaueste Himmel, wenn man sich nicht mitteilen kann? Niemanden mehr hat, mit dem man sein Glück teilen kann? Abende lang sitze ich da und erzähle von meinen Reisen, meinen Erfahrungen. Warum? Weil es mich glücklich macht von der tollen Zeit zu erzählen, weil es mich wieder zurück bringt: Zurück ans Meer, zurück zur kalten und dünnen Bergluft, zurück zum glühenden Rot eines Sonnenaufgangs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://outside.away.com/outside/features/1993/1993_into_the_wild_1.html"&gt;http://outside.away.com/outside/features/1993/1993_into_the_wild_1.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://outside.away.com/outside/culture/200709/into-the-wild-movie-1.html"&gt;http://outside.away.com/outside/culture/200709/into-the-wild-movie-1.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mensjournal.com/feature/M162/M162_TheCultofChrisMcCandless.html"&gt;http://www.mensjournal.com/feature/M162/M162_TheCultofChrisMcCandless.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-2062759691138675812?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://trapa.twoday.net/stories/4673827/' title='Happiness is only real when shared'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/2062759691138675812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=2062759691138675812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2062759691138675812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2062759691138675812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/04/happiness-is-only-real-when-shared.html' title='Happiness is only real when shared'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-7406579306842289348</id><published>2008-04-03T12:50:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T02:53:17.252+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Eddie Vedder - 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Господата, които вършат домакинска работа, подобряват хармонията в двойката и могат да имат по-удовлетворителен сексуален живот, сочат резултатите от американско изследване. Щом силният пол често играе домакинска роля, усещането на жените за справедливост се засилва, те стават по-щедри на ласки и проблемите намаляват. Резултатите от проучването ще бъдат представени на конференция по въпросите на семейството през април в Чикаго.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[07-03-2008] из вестник "Новинар"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-1085401765612921298?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.novinar.net/?act=news&amp;act1=allmnenia&amp;mater=MjU5MDs1NA==' title='Мъжете, които мият чинии, получават повече секс'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/1085401765612921298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=1085401765612921298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/1085401765612921298'/><link rel='self' 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който може да задоволи всички желания на една жена. Успяла жена е тази, която може да си намери такъв мъж."&lt;br /&gt;Написано в профила на едно момиче в date-сайт.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;По тези критерии аз лично не искам да съм "успял", нито пък желая такава "успяла" жена.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-4839230886507642172?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/4839230886507642172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=4839230886507642172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/4839230886507642172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/4839230886507642172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_25.html' title='Фалшиви ценности'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-2728954039163125892</id><published>2008-02-21T16:26:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T02:56:43.284+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stories'/><title type='text'>Швабски нрави 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Spare, spare - Häusle baue! Hund verkaufe - selber belle!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- поговорка из швабския народен фолклор&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Както всички знаем, швабите са големи спестовници.&lt;br /&gt;Ето една интересна случка от коледния празник с колеги от института. За празничната вечеря се уговаряме всеки да донесе нещо за хапване и пийване от неговия си край/държава.&lt;br /&gt;Аз нося вино и баница, сърбина - сливовица и сланина, индиеца - вкусни индийски гостби, немците - сладкиши, салати и специалитети. Всеки е наредил донесеното на масата пред себе си или го е оставил на бюфета. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Идва официлното откриване. Шефът държи кратка реч, показва сними, благодари на всички нас за успешната година. &lt;br /&gt;След това всеки се изправя и гордо обяснява какво е донесъл. &lt;br /&gt;Идва ред на един от швабите - пред него празно! Вика "Аз съм шваба! И нищо не съм донесъл, което си е типично швабско!"&lt;br /&gt;Чудех се да плача или да се смея.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-2728954039163125892?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/2728954039163125892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=2728954039163125892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2728954039163125892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2728954039163125892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/02/1.html' title='Швабски нрави 1'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-3339002864888327394</id><published>2008-02-19T19:56:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T02:57:04.685+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stories'/><title type='text'>Моята стаичка на покрива</title><content type='html'>В град Щутгарт, на една съвсем обикновена улица, в една съвсем обикновена къща живее най-обикновено семейство. Това семейство се състои от един най-обикновен баща, от една най-обикновена майка, от една най-обикновена баба и от едно най-обикновено дете - Дребосъчето.&lt;br /&gt;— Аз съвсем не съм най-обикновено момче — казва Дребосъчето&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;И в цялата къща има само едно необикновено същество — това е Дими от покрива. Да, той живее на покрива и това само по себе си е вече необикновено. Може би в другите градове да не е така, но в Щутгарт почти никога не се е случвало някой да живее на покрива, и то в отделна малка стаичка. А, представете си, Дими живее тъкмо там.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Дими си живее прекрасно в своята малка стаичка на покрива. Вечер сяда пред отворената капандура, яде шам фъстък и гледа звездите. Разбира се, от покрив звездите се виждат по-добре, отколкото от прозорец, и затова може само да се учудваме, че толкова малко хора живеят по покривите.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Каквото и да се приказва, не е много приятно да живееш сам-самичък в малка стаичка, и то такава, за която никой нищо не е чувал. Тъжно е, ако няма кой да ти извика: „Здравей, Дими!“, когато прелиташ наблизо.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-3339002864888327394?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/3339002864888327394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=3339002864888327394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/3339002864888327394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/3339002864888327394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_19.html' title='Моята стаичка на покрива'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-4181499955912001647</id><published>2008-02-18T22:32:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T02:57:23.108+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>"Жени и вино! Вино и жени"ot Кирил Христов</title><content type='html'>Прости мъртвило, роден край, прости!&lt;br /&gt;Пред мене нов живот се днес открива,&lt;br /&gt;с нов трепет се сърцето ми опива,&lt;br /&gt;и моят дух неудържим лети&lt;br /&gt;към щастие - към бури и вълненйя?&lt;br /&gt;Пиян съм аз от мойте младини!&lt;br /&gt;Тъй хубаво е всичко окол мене!&lt;br /&gt;Жени и вино! Вино и жени!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Колиба кривнала е ваший храм,&lt;br /&gt;кандило слънцето ви е... - Плъзнете&lt;br /&gt;по призраци, а мене оставете&lt;br /&gt;да поживея, както аз си знам:&lt;br /&gt;в безумства и вов вихрени наслади!&lt;br /&gt;И погребалний ми ли чуйте звън,&lt;br /&gt;не ме окайвайте, че сили млади&lt;br /&gt;прахосал съм: то беше дивен сън!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;О, нека отлети живот крилат -&lt;br /&gt;ала със пълна чаша във ръката,&lt;br /&gt;кога тъй сладостно шуми главата,&lt;br /&gt;когато цял е в рози Божий свят!&lt;br /&gt;И нека отлежала се отпусне&lt;br /&gt;на топломраморните й гърди,&lt;br /&gt;несвестно нека шепнат бледни устни:&lt;br /&gt;- Ах, тихичко ми пей, не ме буди!...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-4181499955912001647?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.slovo.bg/showwork.php3?AuID=233&amp;WorkID=7645&amp;Level=1' title='&quot;Жени и вино! 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Вино и жени&quot;ot Кирил Христов'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-8293975391673281172</id><published>2008-02-18T21:39:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:11:50.627+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><title type='text'>Party Helloween 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/R7ntIo6kRiI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dRvkOBBpcwo/s1600-h/IMG_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/R7ntIo6kRiI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dRvkOBBpcwo/s400/IMG_0086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168422780062156322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;С компания Метовци&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-8293975391673281172?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/8293975391673281172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=8293975391673281172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/8293975391673281172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/8293975391673281172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2008/02/party-8dec2007.html' title='Party Helloween 2007'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/R7ntIo6kRiI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dRvkOBBpcwo/s72-c/IMG_0086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-8661632355358445842</id><published>2008-02-12T17:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T02:58:03.618+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>"If "— by Rudyard Kipling</title><content type='html'>IF YOU can keep your head when all about you&lt;br /&gt;Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,&lt;br /&gt;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;But make allowance for their doubting too;&lt;br /&gt;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,&lt;br /&gt;Or being hated don’t give way to hating,&lt;br /&gt;And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;&lt;br /&gt;If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim,&lt;br /&gt;If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster&lt;br /&gt;And treat those two impostors just the same;&lt;br /&gt;If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken&lt;br /&gt;Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,&lt;br /&gt;Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,&lt;br /&gt;And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can make one heap of all your winnings&lt;br /&gt;And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,&lt;br /&gt;And lose, and start again at your beginnings&lt;br /&gt;And never breathe a word about your loss;&lt;br /&gt;If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew&lt;br /&gt;To serve your turn long after they are gone,&lt;br /&gt;And so hold on when there is nothing in you&lt;br /&gt;Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,&lt;br /&gt;Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,&lt;br /&gt;If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,&lt;br /&gt;If all men count with you, but none too much;&lt;br /&gt;If you can fill the unforgiving minute&lt;br /&gt;With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,&lt;br /&gt;Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,&lt;br /&gt;And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Дадено ми от Дино през зимата на 1999&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-8661632355358445842?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' 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Държавният глава заедно със съпругата си Зорка Първанова и официалната делегация посетиха известен ресторант на Азорите, след като самолетът се приземи след аварията. На гостите бе поднесено печено прасенце, приготвено по специална рецепта, с портокали. Освен това делегацията похапна и филе от бяла риба, приготвена с ориз. Ястията бяха гарнирани с бяло и червено вино. Първата дама Зорка Първанова си каза "наздраве" с делегацията и благодари за разбирането по време на инцидента.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;за да пътуваш, стани............&lt;br /&gt;.....нееее, не познааа, не искам да ставаш доносник на ДС&lt;br /&gt;стани президент приятелю!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-840479081904268784?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.standartnews.com/bg/article.php?d=2008-01-31&amp;article=220104' title='Президент'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/840479081904268784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=840479081904268784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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събрание!&lt;br /&gt;Ще говори от трибуната Митко маймуната!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ПРЕДЛОЖЕНИЕ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Предлагам моя приятел и другар, Генади Емилов Алексиев, да бъде записан в червената книга, като представител на изчезващия от нашите земи вид на философите!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Благодаря за вниманието!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-8809327538315182998?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/8809327538315182998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=8809327538315182998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/8809327538315182998'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;At your wedding you know only about a third of the guests. &lt;br /&gt;Duck tape is your only tool next to using a kitchen knife as a screwdriver. &lt;br /&gt;There is a 120-gallon barrel of wine and cabbage in your garage. &lt;br /&gt;There is more alcohol in your liquor cabinet than at the local bar. &lt;br /&gt;You are 18 years old but your parents still call you by your sibling's or pet's name. &lt;br /&gt;You can hear your parents snoring from across the street. &lt;br /&gt;Your grandma and grandpa live in your basement. &lt;br /&gt;Both your (grand)parents had to walk to school barefoot in the snow, 5 km uphill - both ways - and over rocks and they make sure to remind you every time you get in your car. &lt;br /&gt;Your (grand)parents have a half liter of wine with every meal. &lt;br /&gt;Your mom tells you not to sit on cement or your ovaries will freeze. &lt;br /&gt;There is a slab of fat in your fridge called 'slanina.' &lt;br /&gt;When your grandma will not accept the fact that you're not hungry. &lt;br /&gt;All of your elderly acquaintances are scared of drafts. &lt;br /&gt;When you can always smell garlic on your parents breath and they insist that is kills bacteria. &lt;br /&gt;When your grandma would rather walk 5 miles to the grocery store instead of pay a quarter to take the bus. &lt;br /&gt;When you have a chicken running in your back yard. &lt;br /&gt;Calling someone for a chat at 1 am on a weeknight is normal. &lt;br /&gt;As soon as you tell somebody you're Bulgarian they usually scream STOICKOV with a weird accent. (Kotooshu! and Yoghurto! in Japan)&lt;br /&gt;Your parents insist that piling blankets on you body is the way to cure your 102 degree fever. &lt;br /&gt;When you are never certain whether stay abroad or return to Bulgaria . &lt;br /&gt;You know you're Bulgarian when all you have to do is sniffle and your parents say "uh-huh" and start yelling at you for getting sick. &lt;br /&gt;You are adored the first 10 years of your life, then treated like a complete idiot until you get married. (hmm. not sure about this)&lt;br /&gt;You know u r Bugarian when each vacation u think u should go to Cuba and still end up going back to Bulgaria. &lt;br /&gt;You know you are Bulgarian when every time u see a gypsy, u hold on to ur bag cause u think they're gonna steal it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...YOU KNOW YOU'RE BULGARIAN WHEN YOU HAVE RUN AWAY FROM BULGARIA ... AND STILL SAY IT'S THE BEST PLACE TO LIVE...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-8170648366692406898?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/8170648366692406898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=8170648366692406898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/8170648366692406898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/8170648366692406898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-know-you-are-bulgarian-when.html' title='You know you are Bulgarian when...'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-432845245896908121</id><published>2007-07-16T15:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T15:38:55.225+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Дионисий намери 5000 лв. и ги отнесе в полицията</title><content type='html'>...ние се питаме какъв е механизмът на доброто? Защо детето е извършило тази безкористна постъпка? Може би защото още живее в света на приказките, чийто щастлив край отдавна сме забравили. Защото знае, че има несправедливост, но по силата на това, което удобно наричаме "наивност", вярва, че доброто ще победи злото. &lt;strong&gt;Детската съвест още не е закърняла под влиянието на свят на работохолизирани интроверти.&lt;/strong&gt; И то още не разбира, че консуматорското общество може да купи и продаде щастието му. Защото за едно малко дете радостта от това да направиш добро не е рецесивна... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Надежда Пламенова (Standartnews)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-432845245896908121?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://standartnews.com/bg/article.php?d=2007-07-16&amp;article=196076' title='Дионисий намери 5000 лв. и ги отнесе в полицията'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/432845245896908121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=432845245896908121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/432845245896908121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/432845245896908121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2007/07/5000.html' title='Дионисий намери 5000 лв. и ги отнесе в полицията'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-635974137464293010</id><published>2007-07-14T14:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:11:52.942+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Rhine waterfall at Schaffhausen and Radolfzell at Bodensee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/Rptjxba2IWI/AAAAAAAAACE/YEWGanNQMmM/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/Rptjxba2IWI/AAAAAAAAACE/YEWGanNQMmM/s400/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087769904870203746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/Rpthf7a2IVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BQI8R6ys9Lk/s1600-h/DSC00111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/Rpthf7a2IVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BQI8R6ys9Lk/s400/DSC00111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087767405199237458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rhine waterfall at Schaffhausen (Switzerland) is the biggest waterfall in Europe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-635974137464293010?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/635974137464293010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=635974137464293010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/635974137464293010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/635974137464293010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2007/07/trip-to-rhine-waterfall-at-schaffhausen.html' title='Trip to Rhine waterfall at Schaffhausen and Radolfzell at Bodensee'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/Rptjxba2IWI/AAAAAAAAACE/YEWGanNQMmM/s72-c/DSC00043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-2236272785681100510</id><published>2007-07-03T17:18:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:11:53.875+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sommer Festival der Kulturen 01.July.2007 Stuttgart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/RouTRjD9zKI/AAAAAAAAABs/5Rv03XEcJWQ/s1600-h/picture-0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083318534096669858" style="width: 389px; 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Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmh, ganz schön vielschichtig und komplex, zumal sich Wünsche und Bedürfnisse weltreisend auch ändern.  Am Beginn unserer Reise stand bei mir die Neugierde im Vordergrund, fremde Menschen und Kulturen, andere Lebensformen kennen, leben und lieben zu lernen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gleichzeitig beschäftigten mich auf einer eher unterbewussten Ebene Fragen wie „Wer sind wir wirklich? Wie wollen wir sein? Wie sollte unser Leben aussehen? Was würden wir wann wo gerne tun “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;„Der kürzeste Weg zu sich selbst führt einmal rund um die Welt“ hat mal wer gesagt. Was wir wollen, können wir eigentlich erst begreifen, wenn wir eine Alternative sehen, oder eine Wahl haben. Obwohl Deutschland eine große Vielfalt von Wahlmöglichkeiten bietet, fehlt beispielsweise doch die Möglichkeit, sich dem Konsum- und ewigen Wachstumswahnsinn zu entziehen…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unser Traum wäre eine sozialere Welt in der Verständnis, Toleranz und Menschlichkeit im Vordergrund stehen; Profitmaximierung und Konkurrenzkampf weniger propagiert und unhinterfragt übernommen würden und in der Altruismus, das Mitdenken und –Fühlen für andere einen größeren Stellenwert hätte als Ellenbogen-Konkurrenzkampf … Was wir unterwegs auch sehr schätzen lernten, war ein anderes Erleben von und anderer Umgang mit Zeit. Anderswo gibt es Menschen, die noch im Augenblick leben können. Ihr nächster Tag ist nicht bereits atomuhr-exakt vorbestimmt und sie sind nicht gewohnt, ihr gegenwärtiges Verhalten der Zukunft beugen. Für sie ist es selbstverständlich, nach Belieben im Hier und Jetzt zu verweilen. Sie würden es z.B. nicht verstehen, wenn jemand wider Willen jetzt nach Hause ginge, weil er Morgen früh unbedingt dieses oder jenes erledigen zu müssen glaubt. Obwohl wir unterwegs sehr anspruchslos geworden sind und jeden Cent umdrehen müssen, fühlen wir uns reisend reicher und beschenkter als mit einem großzügigen Gehalt. Ein Reichtum an Dankbarkeit und Demut dem Leben gegenüber. Bestimmt gibt’s noch etliche andere Gedanken dazu – also schließe ich mich an dieser Stelle Deinem Wunsch an und freue mich wie Du auf weitere Kommentare und Perspektiven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geschrieben von Astrid &amp; MArtin  &lt;br /&gt;www.worldtrip.de&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-2840563354505037122?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/2840563354505037122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=2840563354505037122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2840563354505037122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2840563354505037122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2007/07/reisen.html' title='Reisen'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-3451143290388784974</id><published>2007-07-03T12:37:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T03:02:40.612+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Светът е малък за големите мечти</title><content type='html'>Всеки един човек иска да постигне максимално повече в своя живот и това трябва винаги да е така, всеки трябва да се стреми към недостижимото и да се опитва да постигне мечтите си. Често в живота хората претърпяват много разочарования и не успяват да достигнат желаната цел, но това не бива да ги отчайва. Понякога една погрешна стъпка може да ни отклони от правия път и ние губим всичко, което имаме. Голямата мечта е това, към което всеки уважаващ себе си човек трябва да се стреми да постигне. Може би няма хора, които не мечтаят, но има такива, които не се стремят желанията им да станат реалност. Обръщайки се на другата страна, ние навлизаме в живота на другите хора, виждаме към какво се стремят те и как го постигат с много усилия, но въпреки че пътят към мечтите ни е изпълнен с безброй пропасти и камъни, които ни спъват на всяка крачка, ние сме силни и можем да се справим със всяко премеждие, застанало ни се насреща. Никога не се отказвайте от желанията си, защото в момента, в който постигнеш това, което искаш, ще мислиш, че няма по-щастлив човек от теб на земята. Географски погледнато светът е огромен, но за хората с големите мечти им се струва твърде тесен. Те искат да преоткриват нови неща да видят най-красивите места да усетят насладата от добрия живот, който те кара да се чувстваш щастлив.Нима има нещо, което може да те спре, когато се опитваш да постигнеш желания успех.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://otkrovenia.com/main.php?action=showindex&amp;type=bytype&amp;amp;value=ese"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-3451143290388784974?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://otkrovenia.com/main.php?action=show&amp;id=59897' title='Светът е малък за големите мечти'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/3451143290388784974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=3451143290388784974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/3451143290388784974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/3451143290388784974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_03.html' title='Светът е малък за големите мечти'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-5075833488357608659</id><published>2007-07-03T11:47:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:11:54.336+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>The Trans-Asian Railway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/Roob3jD9zCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-C6LEWgay0E/s1600-h/TARSC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/Roob3jD9zCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-C6LEWgay0E/s400/TARSC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082905770559654946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/RoobeTD9zBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/mP7tWAQNYuo/s1600-h/Train-india-Bulgaria_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/RoobeTD9zBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/mP7tWAQNYuo/s400/Train-india-Bulgaria_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082905336767958034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-5075833488357608659?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.unescap.org/ttdw/index.asp?MenuName=TheTrans-AsianRailway' title='The Trans-Asian Railway'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/5075833488357608659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=5075833488357608659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/5075833488357608659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/5075833488357608659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2007/07/trans-asian-railway.html' title='The Trans-Asian Railway'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/Roob3jD9zCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-C6LEWgay0E/s72-c/TARSC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-6199238232927495728</id><published>2007-07-03T11:42:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:11:54.599+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>В цъфналата ръж</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/Rptjxba2IWI/AAAAAAAAACE/YEWGanNQMmM/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/RooaYzD9zAI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FOMWA6cOtRo/s400/cyfnalataryj.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087769904870203746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Идейки си запъхтяна&lt;br /&gt;вечерта веднъж,&lt;br /&gt;Джени вир-водица стана&lt;br /&gt;в цъфналата ръж.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Джени зъзне цяла, Джени&lt;br /&gt;пламва изведнъж.&lt;br /&gt;Бърза, мокра да колени,&lt;br /&gt;в цъфналата ръж.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ако някой срещне някой&lt;br /&gt;в цъфналата ръж&lt;br /&gt;и целуне този някой&lt;br /&gt;някого веднъж,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;то нима ще знае всякой&lt;br /&gt;де, кога веднъж&lt;br /&gt;някога целувал някой&lt;br /&gt;в цъфналата ръж?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;от Робърт Бърнс, Превод: Владимир Свинтила&lt;br /&gt;****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Тананикат под асфалта гъби,&lt;br /&gt;дирижира смахнат дъжд,&lt;br /&gt;по сандали съм, болят ме зъби,&lt;br /&gt;не намерих никой в цъфналата ръж.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;С навлажнени клепки конски кестен мига,&lt;br /&gt;помни ме глупакът, ръгнах го веднъж.&lt;br /&gt;На кого да вярвам, всичко е на книга,&lt;br /&gt;някой е измислил цъфналата ръж.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Вятър се е сгушил в моята китара,&lt;br /&gt;нецелунат скитам, ала изведнъж,&lt;br /&gt;виждам, там, по тротоара, мойта Джейни,&lt;br /&gt;припка към чадъра на прошарен мъж.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-6199238232927495728?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/6199238232927495728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=6199238232927495728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/6199238232927495728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/6199238232927495728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='В цъфналата ръж'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/RooaYzD9zAI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FOMWA6cOtRo/s72-c/cyfnalataryj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-7394770181760063459</id><published>2007-06-30T11:52:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:11:54.758+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><title type='text'>Bosch High-Tech-Meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/Rott9TD9zHI/AAAAAAAAABU/1Nfsj9Sz1Fg/s1600-h/bosch_high_tech_meeting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/Rott9TD9zHI/AAAAAAAAABU/1Nfsj9Sz1Fg/s400/bosch_high_tech_meeting.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083277504274091122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-7394770181760063459?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.bosch-career.de/de/htm_pictures/original/IMG_0990.html' title='Bosch High-Tech-Meeting'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/7394770181760063459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=7394770181760063459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/7394770181760063459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/7394770181760063459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2007/06/bosch-high-tech-meeting.html' title='Bosch High-Tech-Meeting'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/Rott9TD9zHI/AAAAAAAAABU/1Nfsj9Sz1Fg/s72-c/bosch_high_tech_meeting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-5199014963308594285</id><published>2007-04-04T18:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T17:01:05.975+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Favorite Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Into the Wild&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping Dictionary 08.02.2008&lt;br /&gt;Fan Chan (my girl) Summer.2005&lt;br /&gt;Valley of Flowers&lt;br /&gt;Fight Club 2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nim's Island:&lt;/strong&gt; малкото момиче Ним живее заедно с баща си морски биолог на малък приказен остров.... Бащата е застигнат от буря в морето, появяват се и лошите корсари, които искат да превърнат острова в Ресорт. Ним вика на помощ Алекс Роувър - безстрашния герой....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;За гледане:&lt;br /&gt;"Fenomenat Vera" www.dada2.com&lt;br /&gt;1) http://www.sweetnovember.net/&lt;br /&gt;2) http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1029286/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/keyword/buddhism/"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/keyword/buddhism/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0799914/ Act Normal Thai Buddhism&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 2-disc Collector's Edition of Into The Wild is mostly in the service of presenting a pristine transfer of the lengthy film. Extras on disc two consist of two featurettes and the original trailer. Featurette one, &lt;strong&gt;Into The Wild; The Story, The Characters&lt;/strong&gt; is 21 minutes worth of interviews with actors, Penn, Krakauer, and varying bits of behind the scenes footage used mostly as a backdrop for the interviews, rather than for giving us a look at production methods. Focus is on the real story of McCandless, his character and possible motivations, as well as both Krakauer and Penn's respective journeys in bringing McCandless's story to the public. Additionally attention is given to how the people McCandless met are brought to life, from casting to direction. It's an engaging and too-short look. &lt;strong&gt;Next is Into The Wild: The Experience&lt;/strong&gt;, 17 minutes of talk with the same individuals from the first feature, this time examining what goes into 8-months of filming over 30 different locations, and how that filming in practice mimicked McCandless's rough-and-tumble experiences - also enthralling subject matter, and also too short.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-5199014963308594285?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/5199014963308594285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=5199014963308594285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/5199014963308594285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/5199014963308594285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2000/04/favorite-movies.html' title='Favorite Movies'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-2120950608532325453</id><published>2007-03-03T22:10:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T14:46:09.506+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Списък на интересни книги.</title><content type='html'>1) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ПРОЧЕТЕНА 12.2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Николай Хайтов, "Диви времена"&lt;br /&gt;Произведениятя на Хайтов засягат въпроса за отчуждението между хората, между прирдата и модерния свят, който "консервира" хората. Тези разкази разкриват и конфликта между патриархалното и съвременното, между чиновника и естесвения човек. Всичко това е общохуманитарна проблематика за красивото и доброто, за съвестта, за истините, за смисъла.&lt;br /&gt;Искам да прочета неговата книга, защото се намирам на кръстопътя между двата свята, и искам да определя посоката в която да поема.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ПРОЧЕТЕНА 31.03.2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Call of the Wild, Jack London&lt;br /&gt;Бък живвее в:&lt;br /&gt;- Юга - началото - уважение, дълг, щастие : аналог - сегашното общество?!&lt;br /&gt;- Аляска - дисциплина при пощаджиите, краде по необходимост, убива Спитц&lt;br /&gt;- Аляска - грийнхорните брат, сестра, и мъжа й - загрижени, "чувствителни", но това им пречи да се приспособят към жестоката действителност и ги погубва.&lt;br /&gt;- Аляска - Джон Тортън спасява Бък от смърт; истинска любов, но тя не достатъчна да спре зовящото диво;&lt;br /&gt;- Аляска - Бък става шеф на глутницата вълци&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ПРОЧЕТЕНА 05.04.2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Jon Krakauer , "Into the Wild", 1996&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ПРОЧЕТЕНА есента.2008 в София&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; On the Road; Jack Kerouac; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/On_the_Road"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/On_the_Road&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ПРОЧЕТЕНА лято.2009 в София&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 100 години самота (Маркес) (катерицата)&lt;br /&gt;Приятелите от читателския клуб в Макондо обсъждат въпроса за литературата като средство за подигравка с читателя от страна на автора... Дали в този момент Маркес не подхвърля една от идеите на тази своя книга? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Henry David Thoreau (четена от Крис МакКендлес)&lt;br /&gt;http://web.hit.bg/alba/public/life/life.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Спасителят в ръжта, Selinger (философска, за живота)&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Catcher_in_the_Rye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Нийл Доналд Уолш http://www.spiralata.net/s.php?SearchType=1&amp;amp;find=%F3%EE%EB%F8&lt;br /&gt;Разговори с Бога т.1 и другите&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Алън Уотс http://www.spiralata.net/booklist.php?LangID=0&amp;amp;Letter=У&lt;br /&gt;Будизма&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Вадим Зеланд&lt;br /&gt;нещо като Лазарев, но по-милд!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) издателство Imago Mundi - "Увод в индийската философия"- Четерджи и Датта, Антология на будистката философия&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Erich Fromm sum chela "Izkustvoto da obichash&lt;br /&gt;"Изкуството да бъдеш"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Procheti Edno na Richard Bah ili Most prez vechnostta pak na nego...&lt;br /&gt;"Илюзии"."Мост през вечността"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) http://www.chitanka.info:82/lib/text/4835&lt;br /&gt;Увод в дзен-будизма&lt;br /&gt;Д. Т. Судзуки&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Der Jakobsweg, P.Coelho, Дневникът на един маг&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chitanka.info:82/lib/text/2892"&gt;http://www.chitanka.info:82/lib/text/2892&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Linda Gudman "Zvezdni znaci" &lt;a href="http://www.chudesa.net/?p=statia&amp;amp;statiaid=1751"&gt;http://www.chudesa.net/?p=statia&amp;amp;statiaid=1751&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Толстой - Война и Мир&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) The Motorcycle Diaries (Che Guevara) &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Motorcycle_Diaries"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Motorcycle_Diaries&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) ОШО - Свободата смелостта да бъдеш себе си&lt;br /&gt;Серията "Прозрения за един нов начин на живот" цели хвърлянето на светлина върху вярванията и начина на мислене, пречещи ни да бъдем самите себе си.Окуражава читателя да се изправи срещу онова, което най-много би искал да избегне и това на свой ред му дава ключа към истинското прозрение и сила.&lt;br /&gt;"Свободата" помага на всеки да открие пречките пред свободата си - обстоятелствени или себеналожени, да избира мъдро битките си и да намери смелостта да бъде искрен със себе си.&lt;br /&gt;Творбите на Ошо предизвикват читателя към изследване и освобождаване от обусловеностите, от системите на вярвания и предубеждения, които ограничават възможността му да живее живота в цялото му богатство. Авторът е описан от лондоския "Сънди Таймс" като един от "хилядата творци на XX век", а от американския писател Том Робинс - като "най-опасният човек от времето на Исус Христос насам".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Memoirs of Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds by Mackay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.book.store.bg/c/p-p/m-604/id-24379/neveroiatnite-zabludi-i-bezumstva-na-chovechestvoto-kniga-ot-charlz-makkej.html"&gt;http://www.book.store.bg/c/p-p/m-604/id-24379/neveroiatnite-zabludi-i-bezumstva-na-chovechestvoto-kniga-ot-charlz-makkej.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Невероятните заблуди и безумства на човечеството - книга І&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/24518"&gt;http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/24518&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Read &lt;strong&gt;Will and Ariel Durant's The Lessons of History (1968)&lt;/strong&gt; to get a great picture of how countries and cultures formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Библията&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)  всички други книги на Керуак Бродягите на Дхарма&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Dark World&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Henry Kuttner&lt;/span&gt; (inspired Zelazny for Chronicles of Amber)&lt;br /&gt;http://arthursclassicnovels.com/arthurs/kuttner/darkworld10.html#1_0_13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Travels of Marco Polo &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;http://www.asiaing.com/the-travels-of-marco-polo.html&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Travels_of_Marco_Polo&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/10636&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) 50 greatest travel books http://www.bravenewtraveler.com/2008/01/03/the-50-greatest-travel-books-of-all-time/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) &lt;a href="http://lifeforthought.blogspot.com/2008/07/worlds-greatest-traveller.html"&gt;The World’s Greatest Traveller &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifeforthought.blogspot.com/2008/07/worlds-greatest-traveller.html"&gt;http://lifeforthought.blogspot.com/2008/07/worlds-greatest-traveller.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) "Вино от глухарчета" на Рей Бредбъри&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) "Братята с лъвски сърца" на Астрид Линдгрен&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Хари Кунзру (от Катерицата)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.book.store.bg/c/p-p/m-515/id-437/hameleonyt-hari-kunzru.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Никой не си тръгва от Индия завинаги - Румяна Николова, Николай Генов&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Дзен и искуството да поддзржаш мотоциклет (катерицата)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) &lt;a href="http://www.sfbg.us/authors/t/terry_pratchett/Novels/The_Unadulterated_Cat.htm"&gt;http://www.sfbg.us/authors/t/terry_pratchett/Novels/The_Unadulterated_Cat.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Яж, моли се и обичай - Елизабет Гилбърт http://www.book.store.bg/c/p-p/m-515/id-22427/iazh-moli-se-i-obichaj-elizabet-gilbyrt.html (Весела)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) подсъзнанието може всичко, джон кехоу http://www.spiralata.net (силата на мислите)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Източно тяло, западен ум&lt;br /&gt;34) Силата на настоящето&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Сред хипитата в Западна Европа на почит са и книгите на Тимъти Лиъри и “Дверите на възприятието” от Олдъс Хъксли. (блог на хипаря)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Don Juan by Lord Byron http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Don_Juan_(Byron)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Елементът, Автор:Кен Робинсън с Лу Ароника &lt;br /&gt;http://lydblog.wordpress.com/2010/11/19/the-element-ken-robinson/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.helikon.bg/books/53/153324_elementat.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Списък интересни книги http://blog.zepir.com/bg/blog/view/id/22/Filmi-i-knigi-koito-goreshto-Vi-preporychavame.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) "Бягство от свободата" на Ерих Фром.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.webcafe.bg/id_565124737_Strashna_svoboda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) http://chitanka.info/text/419-skitnikyt_mezhdu_zvezdite , от бобъра&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying sane&lt;br /&gt;simply irresistable&lt;br /&gt;Raj Persaud&lt;br /&gt;how to mend your broken heart&lt;br /&gt;paul mckenna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-2120950608532325453?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/2120950608532325453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=2120950608532325453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2120950608532325453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2120950608532325453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='Списък на интересни книги.'/><author><name>e-mail address</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199285628627862369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336843733337139284.post-6144557862202741229</id><published>2007-02-02T13:38:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T11:19:49.358+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='statements'/><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>No matter where in the world you are, if you dare to open your heart and share it with others, you'll never be alone. -- Gabriel Di Leo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some people who live in a dream world, and there are some who face reality; and then there are those who turn one into the other. -- Douglaus Everett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything you can imagine is real. -Picasso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a man who wants to go far, fly to the moon and reach for the stars“ -- Queen, (Princes Of The Universe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erst die Möglichkeit einen Traum zu verwircklichen, macht unser Leben lebenswert. -- P. Coelho (Der Alchemist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a wanderfull abvdenture, just take it in your hands and follow up your dreams. -- Hugh Hafner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss. -- D. Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. -- Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wohin auch immer wir reisen, wir suchen, wovon wir träumten, und finden doch stets nur uns selbst. -- Günter Kunert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die gefaehrlichste Weltanschauung ist die Weltanschauung derjenigen, die die Welt nicht angeschaut haben. -- Humboldt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nur die Phantasielosn flüchtn in die Realität. -- Arno Schmidt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't underestimate the value of Doing Nothing, of just going along, listening to all the things you can't hear, and not bothering. -- Winnie the Pooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Там" не е по-добре от "Тук".&lt;br /&gt;Когато твоето "там" стане "тук", ти просто ще откриеш друго "там", което пак ще изглежда по-добре от "тук".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can make a girl laugh - you can make her do anything. -- Marilyn Monroe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoku mireba&lt;br /&gt;Nazuna hana saku&lt;br /&gt;Kakine kana&lt;br /&gt;-- Basho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Всичко, което мога да загубя, държа или докосвам с ръцете си,&lt;br /&gt;а всичко, което не искам да изгубя, пазя в сърцето си.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Който поиска да направи нещо, каквото и да е, намира начин...който не желае - намира причина!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Който не иска когато може,няма да може когато иска.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kогато искаш неща който не си имал - трябва да направиш неща който не си правил.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Едно е да искаш, второ да можеш, трето и четвърто е да го направиш. -- Николай Хайтов&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Предразсъдъците са продукт на невежеството.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;От едната страна-&lt;br /&gt;желанията.&lt;br /&gt;От другата-&lt;br /&gt;спомените.&lt;br /&gt;Някъде по средата сме ние-&lt;br /&gt;далече и от едните,&lt;br /&gt;и от другите.&lt;br /&gt;В. Митев&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Това е невъзможно - казала Причината.&lt;br /&gt;- Това е безразсъдство! - отбелязал Опитът.&lt;br /&gt;- Това е безполезно! - отсякла Гордостта.&lt;br /&gt;- Опитай... - прошепнала Мечтата.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't argue with an idiot. They drag you down to their level and then beat you with experience... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Социализмът имаше много положителни неща, но научи хората да чакат наготово. От това мозъкът залинява. Губи се инициативността. Желанието да рискуваш дори да загубиш. Човек трябва да държи съдбата в собствените си ръце. Никой няма да дойде и да му оправи положението му, докато той стои и чака." -- Митко Щерев, композитор&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Страстта и разбирателството не могат да живеят заедно" казва Преследвача, намирайки капките кръв от убития от Джелан другар (The "Movie Valley of Flowers"). Визира любовта на Джелан с Ушна, и отдалечаването му от дружината побратими разбойници.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Реалността е болест причинена от липсата на алкохол" казва Преследвача, след като отново изпуска Ушна.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Things You Own End up Owning You" - Tyler Durden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the movie "Into the wild":&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The core of man's spirit comes from new experiences."&lt;br /&gt;"Happiness is only real when shared."&lt;br /&gt;"If we admit that human life can be ruled by reason, then all possibility of life is destroyed."&lt;br /&gt;"Mr. Franz I think careers are a 20th century invention and I don't want one."&lt;br /&gt;"When you want something in life, you just gotta reach out and grab it."&lt;br /&gt;-- Alexander Supertramp&lt;br /&gt;"When you forgive, you love. And when you love, God's light shines upon you"&lt;br /&gt;Ron Franz, the old grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you want to live a happy life, tie it to a goal, not to people or things." -- Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Any fool can criticize, condemn, and complain but it takes character and self control to be understanding and forgiving." -- Dale Carnegie (American lecturer, author, 1888-1955)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wer sein Haus verläßt,&lt;br /&gt;und nach Wissen sucht,&lt;br /&gt;der wandert auf Gottes Pfaden,&lt;br /&gt;und wer reist, um Wissen zu finden,&lt;br /&gt;dem wird Gott das Paradies zeigen." -- Aus dem Koran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Es kommt mehr darauf an, wie du kommst, als wohin du reisest;&lt;br /&gt;deshalb sollten wir unser Herz nicht einem bestimmten Ort verschreiben.&lt;br /&gt;Es gilt die Einsicht zum Lebensgrundsatz zu machen,&lt;br /&gt;dass man nicht für einen einzelnen Winkel geboren ist,&lt;br /&gt;sondern dass die ganze Welt unser Vaterland ist." -- Seneca (1. Jh. n.Chr.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man reist nicht, um anzukommen, sondern um zu reisen.&lt;br /&gt;Die beste Bildung findet ein gescheiter Mensch auf Reisen!"&lt;br /&gt;-- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1746-1832)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wer die Abenteuerlichkeit des Reisens ins Blut bekommt, wird dieses Abenteuerlichkeit nicht wieder los."&lt;br /&gt;-- Bruno H. Bürgel (1875 - 1948)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Животът е за двама. Ако можеш да намериш човек, едновременно любовник и приятел, тогава си намерил половинката си." -- Силви Вартан&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Когато често се срещаме с дадени хора, те стават част от живота ни. И като станат част от живота ни, започват да се опитват да го променят. И се сърдят, когато не правим това, което те изискват от нас. Понеже всеки си мисли, че знае как другият трябва да живее живота си, но всъщност никой не знае как трябва да живее своя собствен."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it a point to do something every day that you don't want to do. This is the golden rule for acquiring the habit of doing your duty without pain. – Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves. – Carl Jung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not the magnitude of our actions but the amount of love that is put into them that matters. – Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so much easier to suggest solutions when you don't know too much about the problem. – Malcolm S. Forbes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.&lt;br /&gt;A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.&lt;br /&gt;--George Bernard Shaw, 1856-1950, Irish Playwright and Nobel Prize Winner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams. – John Barrymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wait for moods. You accomplish nothing if you do that. Your mind must know it has got to get down to work. – Pearl S. Buck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing money gives you is the freedom of not worrying about money. – Johnny Carson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony. – Mohandas Gandhi, 1869-1948, Indian Political and Spiritual Leader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Животът е едно неизбежно пътуване между родилния дом и някое гробище.Ако пътуването е достатъчно дълго, то неизбежно се състои от две части: първата разкрива колко уникална и самобитна е страната в която си серодил и израснал, а втората част... тя прави на пух и прах това откритие." &lt;a href="http://www.juriwaro.com/index.php"&gt;http://www.juriwaro.com/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of other's opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.”&lt;br /&gt;“.. almost everything – all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.”&lt;br /&gt;“Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important thing I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life, because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure — these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important.”&lt;br /&gt;-- Steve Jobs, one of the founders of Apple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;На къде да тръгна? - попитала Алиса.&lt;br /&gt;-Къде искаш да отидеш? - отвърнал Заека.&lt;br /&gt;-Незнам?!?!?! - отговорила Алиса&lt;br /&gt;-Щом не знаеш къде отиваш има ли значение на къде ще тръгнеш?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Да се смееш , е риск да изглеждаш глупав.&lt;br /&gt;Да плачеш , е риск да изглеждаш сантиментален.&lt;br /&gt;Да протягаш ръка към друг , е риск да се обвържеш.&lt;br /&gt;Да показваш чувствата си , е риск да покажеш истинското си Аз.&lt;br /&gt;Да предложиш своите идеи , своите мечти пред тълпата , е риск да ги загубиш.&lt;br /&gt;Да обичаш , е риск да не получиш обич в замяна.&lt;br /&gt;Да живееш , е риск да умреш.&lt;br /&gt;Да се надяваш , е риск да се разочароваш.&lt;br /&gt;Да опитваш , е риск да не успееш.&lt;br /&gt;Но трябва да се поемат рискове , защото най-големият риск , е да не рискуваш нищо. Човекът , който не рискува нищо , не прави нищо , няма нищо , той е нищо. Оковани в нашата сигурност , ние сме роби : ние просто фалшифицираме свободата. Само човек , който рискува, е истински свободен.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Живеят всички свястни хора във къщички на топло скрити.Уж вечно нещо свястно вършат, ала без пламъче в гърдите.И смешно е, но е така, историята го доказва:най-свястните неща в живота създали са ги хайманите.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;Кто борется, тот что-то теряет. Кто не борется, тот уже все потерял.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Мъдреците казват, че три са източниците на Влечението на човека: Душата, Разума и Тялото. Влечението на душата поражда приятелство. Влечението на ума поражда уважение. Влечението на тялото поражда желание. Съединението на трите поражда Любов!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Сърцето изисква специални грижи. Изисква капки за сърце. Капки любов, надежда, разбиране, подкрепа, свобода… Онзи ден чух най-прекрасния комплимент:&lt;br /&gt;“Капка-за-сърце човек си, да знаеш.” Не беше за мен, но тогава разбрах каква наистина искам да стана…&lt;br /&gt;Написано от Мария &lt;a href="http://apieceofme.wordpress.com/2008/08/28/kapki-za-sarce/"&gt;http://apieceofme.wordpress.com/2008/08/28/kapki-za-sarce/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is a journey, travel it well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Винаги, когато мислиш, че познаваш нещо добре, просто го погледни под друг ъгъл.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;„L'amour est l'enfant de la liberte" - обичта е дете на свободата&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Започва Път от моя праг&lt;br /&gt;безкраен, ограден с трева.&lt;br /&gt;Увлечен в неговия бяг,&lt;br /&gt;и аз ще трябва да вървя,&lt;br /&gt;да влача морните пети,&lt;br /&gt;додето стигна друм голям,&lt;br /&gt;събрал пътеки и мечти.&lt;br /&gt;А после накъде? Не знам.&lt;br /&gt;ПЕСЕН НА ФРОДО и БИЛБО&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Когато се наслаждаваме на всяка хапка, неусетно започваме да се храним бавно и с удоволствие. Гова носи радост на нас и на тези, които са ни приготвили храната :))) -- Йода&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best things in the world are for free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good traveler has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving. ~Lao Tzu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distrust any enterprise that requires new clothes. ~Henry David Thoreau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don Juan DeMarco (Johnny Depp): Every woman is a mystery to be solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy who lives in his own reality doesn’t care what others think of him, and he doesn’t take it as a personal reflection of himself if others don’t like him. He doesn’t care. He is the leader in his own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‎"People fail in direct proportion to their willingness to accept socially acceptable excuses for failure. Being a victim gives you claim on the simpathy of others, and it means your are not responsible for what happens, and therefore escapes responsibility for his own future." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, the education, the money, than circumstances, than failure, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company... a church... a home. The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past... we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude. I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% of how I react to it. And so it is with you... we are in charge of our Attitudes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Научих, че нерешителността е по-гибелна от грешката.  (Правила на живота. Проверени в България. С., Кибеа, 1998)  &lt;br /&gt;Научих, че човек би живял много по-добре, ако възприема съдбата си като предизвикателство, а не като наказание. (пак там)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Жить надо по-детски, ибо жизнь взрослых лишена смысла.&lt;br /&gt;*Никогда не станешь по-настоящему свободным, если будешь чрезмерно кем-нибудь восхищаться.&lt;br /&gt;*Прежде чем кого-нибудь спасать, выясни, кого же ты спасаешь.&lt;br /&gt;*На свете есть столько интересного, аж шерсть встает дыбом, когда вспоминаешь об этом.&lt;br /&gt;*Не могу быть гениальным все 24 часа, не останется времени на бритье. (Джордж Ноэл Гордон Байрон)&lt;br /&gt;*...человек, привыкший надеяться на себя и на свои собственные силы, привыкший осуществлять сегодня то, что задумано было вчера, начинает смотреть с более или менее явным пренебрежением на тех людей, которые, мечтая о любви, о полезной деятельности, о счастье всего человеческого рода, не умеют шевельнуть пальцем, чтобы хоть сколько-нибудь улучшить своё собственное, в высшей степени неудобное положение..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Коментар под статия http://www.webcafe.bg/id_565124737/fpage_0/#Comments&lt;br /&gt;Това е само една крачка в полето на свободата - свободата на избора в отношенията между теб и света. Но има и още едно поле на свободата - по-дълбоко и по-необятно - свободата от моделите на мислене. Ако дори и веднъж успееш да превърнеш нешо невероятно важно в незначителна смешка просто чрез промяна на критериите в главата си, разбираш какво е свободата. В момента в който човек отвори тази врата изтръпва от липсата на ориетири и от мащабите на пространството в което попада.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Когато си си губил времето и ти е харесало, значи не си го губил..." - Джон Ленън&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more dangerous to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man's living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun." — Jon Krakauer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Хей, как летиш? &lt;br /&gt;— Просто си мислиш за прекрасни, чудесни неща — обясни Питър Пан — и тези мисли те издигат във въздуха.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-6144557862202741229?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/6144557862202741229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=6144557862202741229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Haiku about the beautiful city of Kamakura (Japan)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/Rptjxba2IWI/AAAAAAAAACE/YEWGanNQMmM/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHU_CckbFns/Roo9qDD9zEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zLOp6qPzjqk/s400/kamakura_kana_yuichi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087769904870203746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamakura wa&lt;br /&gt;utsukushii machi&lt;br /&gt;ame no natsu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanks to Kana and Yuichi, who helped me about the Haiku!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-906277190530358219?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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Samoeng by motorbikes together with Michael&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-2400284088412550572?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/2400284088412550572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=2400284088412550572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2400284088412550572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2400284088412550572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/2007/02/wgsg.html' title='Thailand'/><author><name>e-mail 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stawat realnost i nosjat udowletworenie i radost, chetwyrti se konfrontirat s peti...&lt;br /&gt;no wsichki te predstawljawat edno...jivot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dimi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336843733337139284-2711539806119770839?l=koruin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koruin.blogspot.com/feeds/2711539806119770839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336843733337139284&amp;postID=2711539806119770839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2711539806119770839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336843733337139284/posts/default/2711539806119770839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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