Something happens. I do not know what, but something is happening. Overturns everything in me. Przewala devalues \u200b\u200b... ... .... agitates I lack the peace of mind. Back to something I grow? Or maybe I only think so? I lost myself in the turmoil of life and .... I do not know, I can not find himself. The best I alone on a plateau, but Too often there can not circulate.
each side something strikes. I need to set the "rzeczyswistość" in a hierarchy of values. I am not in "my life" to find a place for .... someone who I really "bother". A place for this I need to find someone. Can not cope with this.
* Young growing up and makes a damn Madro-sly ... I feel that the "weaker" and goes on this weakness as spaces. Knows that children do not treat the slate. He has a terrible grief, when her potrząchnie. Howls, so that half a village to hear.
Yesterday I was with Marie at a party at a neighbor. Good It was coming but time and time collapse traps. Young returned home. Dressed up and ... disappeared. Ie. not as the end of the disappeared. First was the fence and watched the rest of neighborhood playgrounds ... This observation probably still nothing inappropriate-what? Well, at least in the performance of your baby. I cried, of course, we cried .... and she pretended to not hear. Her father once pulled from the fence. Then, using the moment of our inattention, the kid returned to the observation point again. We stepped back into action and Little nawiała. Neighbors rushed into the house and hid under the table before us the guests. I belt like a virgin prior to copulation. Father sweaty and wkur ... , And no child was given a slap on the ass in public, then even improved her parental home i. ... I supported him because .... Who the devil came to a head, that slate is niewychowawczy and nowhere in this method will not happen? I'm not talking about beatings and abuse of kids, but klapsie.
worst is where the cooks spoil ... Let everyone play their role. Mother mother, grandmother and my grandmother let no man leans out of the series ....
"... institution of the family based on a possession: the ownership, possession of a woman holding a man, having children. Possession is a poison.
is why I am against the family. I do not claim, however, that those who are really happy in their family-flexible, living, loving-they must destroy the family. No, there is no need. Their family has already become a community. Obviously
larger community will be something much better, they will create more opportunities, they will be attended by more people. Different people will be singing different songs, they will represent different styles of living, breathing differently, enter in a different aura, a different light. Children should experience as many different styles of life as possible. In such conditions, will be free to choose. They will enjoy the freedom of choice.
A mother went to the supermarket and came with his son to the toy department. The boy noticed a large rocking horse, climbed up on him and began to swing, which lasted nearly an hour.
-Come on, son-mother .- I begged to go home to prepare lunch to his father.
toddler, however, not yield. Toy department worker also tried to gently to convince the little guy to end the game. To no avail. In the end, the adults in desperate impulse to the store called the psychiatrist. This quietly approached the boy and whispered into his ear a few words. The boy immediately leapt from his horse and ran to her mother.
- How do you do that? - Asked incredulously woman .- What did you tell him?
psychiatrist hesitated for a moment, then explained:
-I said, 'If you do not get off this horse, wypruję tripe from you! " "
Osho" The Book of Women ".
probably the children choose their parents. And we we are either open or closed for the adoption of a new life.
I remember I had a dream two years after the birth of Marie. I had a "person". Introduced herself-her name was Elvira (silly is not it (?), Subconscious-is endless) and informed me that it will be my child. "Buuuuuuu ... well probably, what a silly dreams torment me? E-impossible there, I I know her ... " I thought. After two months I found out I was pregnant. Wow! How to Live, "took me to" sleep before your eyes! Well, when I resigned to the fact that the second time does not become parents ... work out.
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