tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17444922266924937802024-03-05T14:52:52.839+01:00un gand soptitelena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.comBlogger63125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744492226692493780.post-6833426350327418762011-10-23T16:17:00.001+02:002011-10-24T07:37:50.918+02:00vreau ... atat de mult<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwNL-rOGtUa4LekBv9FklbBjvchDF9ocYtE6_y4vRbR4xITZv8mpC6DSXqijzMIV7MvpE6Btg3Q-B3Qiq_ncA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>elena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744492226692493780.post-27267308523396019672011-09-25T15:44:00.000+02:002011-09-25T15:44:00.255+02:00per mia mamma ...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzz6pzN4ThMHEhJx6j7bDxYxPDP57Ja8qWIRsWWU-qcIfRUcmdqmrDNb2I7cxVoJlzxSdvv7P4NxFEZwVFq1w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>elena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744492226692493780.post-31145746719587357312011-07-10T16:45:00.000+02:002011-07-10T16:45:15.244+02:00Iti amintesti .... ?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzD4XCO7LmzqHxN8OOWY0xm5HYBSy2qpzMvwCc39LNz2bBwH6mIUdj8ILR97xhwPXF78KQOTNM2rBlJ3GWH7A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>elena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744492226692493780.post-65095573925212666512011-06-05T14:12:00.000+02:002011-06-05T14:12:40.389+02:00azi ... e mult mai greu ....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #999999;">Deseneaza'mi o oaie. Deseneaza'mi o palarie. Deseneaza'mi o viata. Una mica. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #999999;">Deseneaza'o in cutie, si nu o voi scoate niciodata de acolo.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #999999;">Picteaza'ma albastru . Picteaza'ma rosu, si promit ca voi intra in cutie langa viata mea cea desenata si voi ramane acolo, sa o traiesc.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #999999;">Deseneaza'ma <u>pe mine,</u> ca sa stiu <u>cine sunt</u> si <u>cum sunt</u>. Stii cum ? Deseneaza'ma castigatoare.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #999999;">Pe aceeasi hartie, deseneaza lumea, dar departe si cu spatele la mine, sa nu ma vada dar eu sa o vad. <strike>Nu desena nici un pod, nici macar un fir de ata.</strike></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #999999;">Pune toate astea in rama si atarna'le deasupra patului tau. O sa ies din viata mea cea mica doar noaptea, sa te mangai pe cap si sa alung visele urate.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #999999;">Deseneaza'mi aripi de inger.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #999999;">(o sa fiu in preajma ta cand ai nevoie)</span>elena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744492226692493780.post-17655633460323900032011-04-24T08:36:00.002+02:002011-07-09T16:35:58.817+02:00" .... te simti macar acum pornit spre bine ? "<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg09vpVhfmvIy4WlDmajKqtLnEEv8xj9PWXIP8pReU6wtbT8SDmORWEkEQkLlO3TQZnxMP4qFYnJn0703t9OkMSveCdrCnciBq5FL7SbHleAH4-3MOASbI6IPCxvHRf-Bw_HWTe4Sf6F-dF/s1600/puritate+.....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400px" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg09vpVhfmvIy4WlDmajKqtLnEEv8xj9PWXIP8pReU6wtbT8SDmORWEkEQkLlO3TQZnxMP4qFYnJn0703t9OkMSveCdrCnciBq5FL7SbHleAH4-3MOASbI6IPCxvHRf-Bw_HWTe4Sf6F-dF/s400/puritate+.....jpg" width="288px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hristos a Inviat! Ce vorba Sfanta!<br />
Iti simti de lacrimi calde ochii uzi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Si-n suflet parca serafimii-ti canta</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">De cate ori crestine o auzi.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;"><br />
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<span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hristos a Inviat in firul ierbii,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A inviat Hristos in Adevar;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In poienita-n care zburda cerbii,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In florile de piersec si de mar.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In stupii de albina fara gres,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In vantul care sufla mangaios</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In ramura-nflorita de cires</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Dar vai, in suflet ti-nviat Hristos?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;"><br />
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<span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ai cantarit cu mintea ta crestine</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Cat bine ai facut sub cer umbland,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Te simti macar acum pornit spre bine</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Macar acum te simti mai bun, mai bland?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;"><br />
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<span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Simti tu topita-n suflet vechea ura?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Mai vrei pieirea celui plin de Har?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ti-ai pus zavor pe barfitoarea-ti gura?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Iubirea pentru semeni o simti iar?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;"><br />
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<span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">O, daca-aceste legi de-a pururi sfinte</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In aur macar azi te-au imbracat</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Cu serafimii-n suflet imn fierbinte</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ai drept sa canti: Hristos a Inviat!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;"><br />
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<span style="color: #999999;">Mama, tu crezi ca iubirea este facuta din aripi, sau crezi ca sufletele sunt facute din sare ? Mama, crezi ca n'am incercat sa sarut stropii de pe inimile altora, ca nu am incercat sa mi'i apropii cu lacrimile mele ? Spune'mi tu, mama, daca lumea e facuta numai din racnete ; invata'ma tu cum sa ma doara mai putin ratacirea altora, mai deschide'mi o data ochii si plangi cu mine. Mai canta'mi ceva mama ... te rog ....</span><br />
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<span style="color: #999999;">Mama ... ?? tu crezi ca dragostea e doar un rasfat ??</span><br />
<span style="color: #999999;">Mai spune'mi cum au ars altii suflete ca sa faca lumina.</span><br />
<span style="color: #999999;">Saruta'ma pe frunte si stai cu mine. Trimite'ma sa caut fericirea.</span><br />
<span style="color: #999999;">Mai canta'mi ceva, mama !!</span>elena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744492226692493780.post-8646857315826177812011-04-02T15:56:00.001+02:002011-04-03T10:57:30.369+02:00Adoro ....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="color: #666666;">... adoro gli uomini timidi, sono quelli che mostrano la loro fragilita' e per questo la loro forza. Non c'e un sentimento piu dolce e piu passionale di quello che sa dare un uomo cosi. E'una sensazione in cui ritrovi una parte di te, perche sai che le emozioni hanno bisognio di volare :-) , non di uno schematico viversi freddo e sicuro di tutto, che ti pianifica l'amore. Leggere in lui una note di insicurezza e come avvicinarsi di piu ... e' come volersi di piu ... la tua timidezza rende ... ti rende ... DESIDERABILE ! ....</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666;">devi sapere L. !! :-)</span>elena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744492226692493780.post-47035984612346256022011-03-06T11:29:00.005+01:002011-07-09T16:37:48.102+02:00oamenii ... si gandul ascuns ... (!?)<div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis5BeM60r5KkdR0Qk-8188j64OFPstc9csXVNha0mWgPG6fOq5R6dE27vDl1m1WA2xwO8rA3B2vvTwnkcky5eq1tihIgmsa1MruuAH0fewNI0yw5zMsxPUhwd1i_exsMLOTb9dzCgfKBYR/s1600/15071681_7059_3d6b806f7973f45ee9a4f395b66951a2_web_H230652_L.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400px" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis5BeM60r5KkdR0Qk-8188j64OFPstc9csXVNha0mWgPG6fOq5R6dE27vDl1m1WA2xwO8rA3B2vvTwnkcky5eq1tihIgmsa1MruuAH0fewNI0yw5zMsxPUhwd1i_exsMLOTb9dzCgfKBYR/s400/15071681_7059_3d6b806f7973f45ee9a4f395b66951a2_web_H230652_L.jpg" width="287px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #999999;">... ni se intampla de multe ori sa iubim lucrurile si sa ne folosim de oameni. sa fim cinstiti : a iubi un obiect neinsufletit, cere mult mai putin efort decat a iubi o persoana. obiectul este previzibil. nu pleaca nicaieri. nu ne cere nimic. nu are toane si nu'i sare tandara. nu pretinde sa'i aratam sensibilitate.</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #999999;">... oamenii din viata noastra sunt cauzele celor mai mari probleme, nu'i asa ? daca n'ati fi casatorit, ati avea garajul numai pentru dumneavoastra. daca n'ati avea copii, ati fi scutit de rebeliunile adolescentine. daca n'ati face parte dintr'o echipa, n'ati fi nevoit sa impartiti gloria cu altii. dar o viata buna, care sa merite sa fie traita, nu este asa. viata este facuta sa fie buna de catre oamenii care au loc in ea. O existenta bogata, deplina, este cea care se implica in vietile celor din jur - simtind durerile, nu numai placerile, traint si tristetile ...</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #999999;">------</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><em><span style="color: #999999;">stiu ... ca sa izbutesti, trebuie mai ales sa stii sa cunosti oamenii, sa le ghicesti sufletul, sa descoperi in darul zambetului lor, gandul ascuns ... (nu e simplu ... eu am gresit ... )</span></em></div><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>elena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744492226692493780.post-41596835282182324742011-02-27T12:00:00.000+01:002011-02-27T12:00:45.835+01:00... Arrivera ...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwsZdrbQSf9R1o2q8lOQrgDvYqvKE9U-2mDvTOTW3j37togLyWU7V4fK7HkuRqML2E_uL0NYTq0tnwvyFcLKg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>elena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744492226692493780.post-17774818432122553922011-02-12T15:00:00.001+01:002011-03-06T09:38:04.410+01:00Iertarea ... ca forta pozitiva ...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXzNmE6Qwd4ljpknFnn32eZAl3QFE1ftUCSCr_Ha4iTksWEpNcO43db3fXdBYEMeTNIliJ9rv-9vr175Qo-QYvfuX5-9Yu3rwyjBRgJQBLRl4ORg9D2shgtoa46h0owUNcZ9CzzuKnHwDj/s1600/imagesCAVX92F1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXzNmE6Qwd4ljpknFnn32eZAl3QFE1ftUCSCr_Ha4iTksWEpNcO43db3fXdBYEMeTNIliJ9rv-9vr175Qo-QYvfuX5-9Yu3rwyjBRgJQBLRl4ORg9D2shgtoa46h0owUNcZ9CzzuKnHwDj/s320/imagesCAVX92F1.jpg" width="318" /></a></div><br />
<span style="color: #999999;">- ... persoana care iarta este uneori descrisa drept slaba si fara sira spinarii, dar tocmai contrariul este adevarat. Trebuie sa fii puternic ca sa ierti, pentru ca iertarea este o forta pozitiva. te schimba atat pe tine cat si pe persoana ... (indragita, iubita, ..)</span><br />
<span style="color: #999999;">Lucrul trist in legatura cu ura, pe de alta parte, este efectul ei asupra celui care uraste. Am stat de vorba cu o tanara ... care era necrutatoare. Prietenii ei ii spusesera niste lucruri urate, avusese loc o scena si ea mi'a spus : ' Mi'am schimbat pentru totdeauna parerea despre X,Y. Sigur, si'au cerut scuze, dar nu pot ierta ...'</span><br />
<span style="color: #999999;">Mi'a parut rau pentru femeia aceasta, pentru ca ea era aceea care suferea cel mai mult din cauza propriei uri, si nu prietenii ei. De fapt, lucrul periculos in legatura cu amaraciunea, mania, supararea si toata rautatea ne rod ca un acid, ne roade si propriile suflete ...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #999999;">Un prieten al Clarei B., fondatoarea Crucii Rosii in America, i'a amintit odata de un lucru deosebit de crud pe care i'l facuse cineva cu ani in urma. Dar domnisoara C.B. nu parea sa'si aduca aminte de faptul cu pricina (!?)</span><br />
<span style="color: #999999;">'Nu'ti amintesti ?' , a intrebat'o prietenul.</span><br />
<span style="color: #999999;">'Nu' , a venit raspunsul, 'imi amintesc limpede ca am uitat de asta.'</span><br />
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<span style="color: #999999;">Nu puteti fi liber si fericit daca pastrati ranchiuna, asa ca alungati'o. Scapati de ea. Colectionati timbre sau monede, daca doriti, dar nu colectionati animozitati.</span>elena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744492226692493780.post-55580267139753699082011-01-16T11:33:00.004+01:002011-07-09T16:38:17.245+02:00Cum sa te comporti cu emotiile altora ....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8MHBac7dqCY5LsbXOsXVcRA_DN33srXaEfN7jV6I1U1HbN9tzHdrxZmNopu2hizYlJ7I4wi5QuyMbk5x534V05uPBXzwVGDkWcRKwxIHkZW5p2zpipha__UCULZEmESHIEK0nDH60Ux8_/s1600/37940660t1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265px" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8MHBac7dqCY5LsbXOsXVcRA_DN33srXaEfN7jV6I1U1HbN9tzHdrxZmNopu2hizYlJ7I4wi5QuyMbk5x534V05uPBXzwVGDkWcRKwxIHkZW5p2zpipha__UCULZEmESHIEK0nDH60Ux8_/s400/37940660t1.jpeg" width="400px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><span style="color: #999999;">La capatul unei zile lungi, obositoare si grele la Disneyland, un autocar cu parinti si copii porneste inapoi spre hotel, un drum de treizeci de minute. copiii sunt surexcitati si prost dispusi, parintii la fel. toata lumea e crispata, toata lumea tipa. </span><br />
<span style="color: #999999;">Apoi ... , acoperind bazaitul insuportabil al copiilor plangaciosi si al parintilor iritati, se aude un gandurit subtire, neintrerupt :-) soferul a inceput sa cante ... E cantecul 'In adancul marii' din filmul Mica Sirena. toata lumea incepe sa se linisteasca si sa asculte. dupa un timp, o fetita ingana si ea melodia, urmata de alti copii. la sfarsitul cursei toti canta 'Cercul vietii' din filmul Regele Leu. Cursa 'infernala' cu autocarul se incheie cu cantece si voie buna, dupa o zi plina.</span><br />
<span style="color: #999999;">hmmmm ... soferul autocarului stia foarte bine ce face. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #999999;">Howard Friedman, psiholog la Universitatea California, observa : (observati si voi ) 'esenta unei comunicari elocvente, pasionale, spirituale pare a cuprinde expresia fetei, vocea, gesturile, miscarile corporale, ......., pentru a transmite emotia'.</span>elena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744492226692493780.post-77708630866066572982011-01-16T11:32:00.001+01:002011-01-16T11:36:11.571+01:00mi manchi .... (molto)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnZi1s6MsFKelOyy2nYFoIzF7DadEjWPfJ9R7KLczoZaXLZ9jFklO0pMdRxXtGhgcqst-eZP2AXCywz-e2TpbI_vA4xbaH9rpzpxDNNGHtu-ug3kXGq8AOoiESKq11ndhpHN3wrUdhsCii/s1600/pfeiffer-01-g.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnZi1s6MsFKelOyy2nYFoIzF7DadEjWPfJ9R7KLczoZaXLZ9jFklO0pMdRxXtGhgcqst-eZP2AXCywz-e2TpbI_vA4xbaH9rpzpxDNNGHtu-ug3kXGq8AOoiESKq11ndhpHN3wrUdhsCii/s400/pfeiffer-01-g.jpeg" width="235" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Quando incontri una persona speciale</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">ti addormenti</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">pensando di sognarla</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">e ti risvegli</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">pensando di trovarla…</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Sai che non la puoi vedere…</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">sai che ella è lontano</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">dai tuoi occhi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">ma non dai tuoi pensieri…</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">dal tuo cuore…</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Quando trovi una persona speciale</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">la tua vita cambia</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">ma non te ne accorgi,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">e lei. lentamente,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">ti è già entrata nel cuore.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Forse è troppo presto</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">per chiamarlo amore…</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">ma troppo tardi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">per tornare indietro.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Quando incontri una persona speciale</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">tutto assume un diverso colore,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">il colore del mare…</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">il profumo del vento…</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">e tu non puoi più</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">fare a meno di pensarla.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Sai che non dovresti…</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">sai che è un sogno,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">ma hai voglia,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">tanta voglia,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">di sognare…</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">e vorresti ritrovarti</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">nel colore dei suoi occhi,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">risentire il sapore</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">dei suoi baci,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">il calore del suo corpo…</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">il tocco delle sue mani…</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Quando incontri una persona speciale</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">sei troppo felice per</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">pensare e capire,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">perché sai che è lei</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">la persona speciale,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">è lei che aspettavi !</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div>elena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744492226692493780.post-27843499950603274412010-12-26T12:49:00.001+01:002011-02-26T07:51:50.857+01:00... intr'o zi ... o sa te rog ... sa ma iubesti ... acum asculta !<div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #cccccc;">'Daca vrei neaparat sa fii nenorocit', spune G.B. 'fa'ti timp sa te intrebi daca esti sau nu fericit.' De obicei, nu descoperim fericirea atunci cand o cautam. De cele mai multe ori este un produs auxiliar, care ne vine atunci cand suntem preocupati sa ne daruim altuia. Isus a spus, in diferite contexte si in diferite moduri, ca ne gasim pe noi insine pierzandu'ne pe noi insine. Este un lucru fantastic - te duci acasa si ramai treaza fiindca ti s'au deschis atat de multe fapte in minte si in suflet. Si cand se intampla, uit totul. Nu este deloc ceva fizic. Pot sa stau cu un pahar de apa in fata si sa nu am nevoie de tigari, vin, sex sau mancare. Este ca o revelatie, ca inauntrul tau ceva pare sa creasca, sa se deschida si sa infloreasca. Iar apoi, a doua zi, sint mai energica si mai optimista. Se dovedeste ca efortul de a'ti impartasi sentimentele, de a te implica a meritat sa fie facut. Este un plus de putere, de tarie, de energie.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #cccccc;">De ce ne legam atat de rar de cineva la un nivel atat de profund ? De ce prietenia este atat de putin intalnita ? Dintr'un motiv simplu : Nu ne dedicam suficient acesteia. Daca relatiile interumane sunt cel mai de pret bun pe care'l putem detine pe aceasta lume, ar fi de asteptat ca oricine si oriunde sa dea prieteniei cea mai inalta prioritate. Dar pentru multi, ea nu figureaza nici macar pe lista obiectivelor. Lumea isi inchipuie ca dragostea va aparea 'din senin'. Putine lucruri valoroase vin in viata 'din senin'. Cand apar, este din cauza ca le recunoastem importanta si ne dedicam lor. Poti avea aproape orice iti doresti daca iti doresti suficient de tare. Daca vrei destul de tare sa faci un milion de dolari, probabil ca poti sa'l faci. Relatiile semnificative apar in viata acelora care le gasesc suficient de importante pentru a le cultiva.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #cccccc;">------------</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #cccccc;">Va tare multumesc .... in special Tie D. ... nu renunt la visele tale ... sunt importante SI pentru mine.</span></div>elena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744492226692493780.post-3482691898131744652010-04-21T20:31:00.002+02:002010-11-05T14:16:59.511+01:00Luptati cand merita ... sa luptati !<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #999999;">... in tarile bogate din punct de vedere material, una dintre 'tragediile' prezentului este aparitia insidioasa, goana dupa confort. Multi oameni au uitat cu totul ce inseamna realitatea vietii. Viata nu este un teren de joaca in care singurele teluri si rezultate asteptate sunt placerile si satisfactiile personale. Viata este o resursa pretioasa, care trebuie investita SI spre binele celorlalti. Viata este un teren de lupta ! Iar noi ne aflam in plin razboi - si trebuie sa actionam ca atare !</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #999999;">-----</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #999999;">Imi aduc aminte de o discutie animata pe care am avut'o intr'o seara cu prietena mea 'R.. ma simteam frustrata de apatia pe care o vedem in jurul meu si i'am cerut parerea. am intrebat'o : ' R. de ce sunt oamenii atat de blazati ?' mi'a aruncat o privire ganditoare, care parca ma strapungea, si mi'a raspuns : 'pentru ca sunt deja invinsi.'</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #999999;">----</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #999999;">Daca pierdem razboiul, cum mai putem apoi sa recastigam terenul pierdut si cum putem trece din nou la ofensiva ?? :-)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div>elena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.com38tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744492226692493780.post-71239802639329035052010-04-03T12:53:00.011+02:002011-04-01T10:52:07.094+02:00... semnificatie ... nerostita.<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; color: white;">... darul cel mai generos nu transmite, neaparat, cea mai mare dragoste ;-)</span></div><span style="background-color: white; color: white;">... mai importanta este grija pe care o tradeaza ....</span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;"><strong>* Accarezzami</strong> ...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">con lo sguardo e poi domani mi avrai fra le mani, accarezzami ... e sorprendemi con il sole di domani ...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #999999;">* Abbracciami ...</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">e non lasciarmi andare mai finche ogni cosa intorno avra ripreso il suo colore ed io, riaprendo gli occhi, tornero a sognare con le tue mani fra i capelli.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Abbracciami, dunque, e non pensare.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #999999;">* Amami ...</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">per quel che sono, una donna fra tante donne, per la semplicita del complicato che e nella pura essenza di donna. Amami con i miei mille difetti, non solo per i pregi innati, per l'umilita dell'orgoglio, che come donna mi distingue, Amami perche sono Io, dolce e amara, fantasia e realta, per irrazionali contraddizioni che nell'amore sono racchiuse.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>elena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744492226692493780.post-53720020796870822462010-02-23T20:01:00.010+01:002011-04-29T15:04:49.226+02:00... Roua sufletului meu ...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="color: #999999;"> ..." ..imi place nu numai sa fiu iubita, dar sa mi se si spuna ca sunt iubita. nu sunt sigura ca esti la fel. dar taramul tacerii este destul de vast dincolo de mormant. aceasta este lumea literaturii si a vorbirii si am sa'mi iau libertatea sa iti spun ca imi esti tare draga" </span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #999999;">cine, ... primind o astfel de scrisoare, ar putea manifesta indiferenta fata de autorul ei ? </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #999999;">----</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #999999;">concluzie :-)) .... mai bine sa iubesti si sa pierzi decat sa nu fi iubit deloc ... ;-)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> </div>elena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744492226692493780.post-55863676599739613852010-02-01T19:21:00.004+01:002010-11-05T14:21:22.091+01:00Ascoltare e vivere ... :-)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_kBev4a2u9nc7t3P43ipeGe3CTn0GbUdyU_Ev8VWbspBbnqzaO2bAZ40nsduI6izchyphenhyphenRyLbKLqdTvl4l3ifeIWt8D_UBZK16MU0_it4qdm-quqLZrN9AXvm_mo-fisM02eB3zd6VRYt4m/s1600-h/priviri+albastre++gri.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="306" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_kBev4a2u9nc7t3P43ipeGe3CTn0GbUdyU_Ev8VWbspBbnqzaO2bAZ40nsduI6izchyphenhyphenRyLbKLqdTvl4l3ifeIWt8D_UBZK16MU0_it4qdm-quqLZrN9AXvm_mo-fisM02eB3zd6VRYt4m/s400/priviri+albastre++gri.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<em><span style="color: #999999;">Mi stordisce questa tua sensibilita 'riscoperta' ... e nel frattempo senza volerlo ... mi ubriaco di te ! Il profumo che emani e ... che respiro e forte, penetrante e mi e dolce perdermi ... in quest'oblio. Ti respiro come un aria nuova che mi avvolge e mi inebria quasi volesse distrarmi da una me stessa che va oltre, che va altrove ... che non cerca piu nulla ... che non teme piu nulla !</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #999999;">Non so cosa mi stia succedendo ...ma so di certo che non faro nulla per impiedirlo ! Lascio che scorra in me il fiume delle sensazioni delle nuove e sconosciute emozioni che non so ancora dove mi condurranno ... ma voglio scoprirlo e anche se tutto cio mi portera altro dolore ... non importa, sono ormai abbastanza forte per diventarlo ancora di piu.</span></em>elena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744492226692493780.post-1870748357592914652010-01-14T16:00:00.035+01:002011-04-23T13:26:31.356+02:00Iubeste-mi mainile ...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999;">Iubeste-mi mainile / si ochii</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Si iarta-le dac-au fost clipe</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">In care n-au stiut sa-ti spuna,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">In care n-au stiut sa-ti dea</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Atat cat ar fi vrut,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Atata - cat poate doru-ti le cerea</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">In dragostea,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">In indoiala,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">In deznadejdea unei clipe ...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">***</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Iubeste-mi mainile</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Si ochii</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Si iarta-le nevruta vina </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Ca prea tarziu venira-n cale-ti</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Si prea curand se duc de tot ...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">***</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Dezleaga-mi sufletul de vina</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Ca in curand n-am sa-ti mai pot</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Aduce-n maini</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Si-n ochi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Durutul,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Tarziul zambet de lumina ....</span></div>elena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744492226692493780.post-17330557902313443622009-12-31T15:28:00.003+01:002010-11-05T14:22:59.301+01:00Soptindu-ti bland ... din partea mea ... :-)<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Noul An ...</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">(de Vasile Militaru)</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Din ciresul vesniciei</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">S-a scuturat o floare</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Dupa ce-a visat sub luna</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Dupa ce-a suras sub soare.</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">---</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Si-n clipita-n care floarea </span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">A cazut pierand in vant,</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Cate visuri neimplinite,</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Cate doruri nu s-au frant !</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">---</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Dar in locul celui duse,</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Alta floare vine acum,</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Sufletul sa ni-l imbete</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Cu nemaigustat parfum.</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">---</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Si cum primavara codrul</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Mugurii mii desface-n roua,</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Floarea noua ne aduce</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Muguri de nadejde noua ...</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">---</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Imbracati al vostru suflet</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">In vesmant de sarbatoare</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Si primiti cu imn de slava</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Noua vesniciei floare.</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">---</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Iar daca-ntre voi iubirea</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Va canta fara sa planga,</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Nici un vis n-o fi himera,</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">Nici un dor n-o sa se franga. </span></div>elena.nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13940011580238019012noreply@blogger.com2