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Bundesheer Werbung | Compartir
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La noche, el mundo, el viento devanan su destino – Pablo Neruda. In Österreich war folgender Werbespot einige Wochenlang auf der offiziellen Homepage. Abgesehen von der Verherrlichung der Bundeswehr (allein schon der Name „Herr 4 u“), ist er auch unglaublich sexistisch (soll angeblich insbesondere Frauen ansprechen zur Bundeswehr zu gehen). Http:/ www.youtube.com/watch? This entry was posted on Mittwoch, 17. Februar 2010 at 1:46 pm and is filed under Nicht kategorisiert. Feed You can leave a response.
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Loupe's Analogy.: The hidden unknown
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Life, soul, society, economy, history and art. Internal thoughts. Irony". Martes, 12 de mayo de 2009. Yesterday i saw him again. Its like walking inside of an empthy tunnel. dark but at the same time you can see through it. Every step you take, it feels firm, no matter if is good or bad. You know where you are going to, and that it has an end. But it feels good. It feels great. IT makes me wonder, but it doesnt make me have blurry thoughts. It has no future. it has to end. Tu ere emocional si:P.
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Loupe's Analogy.: Sweet Dreams
http://loupesanalogy.blogspot.com/2008/10/sweet-dreams.html
Life, soul, society, economy, history and art. Internal thoughts. Irony". Sábado, 18 de octubre de 2008. Near the orange moon. Under the green sky. Next to the blue tree. With the red flowers. Near the yellow lake. The lost warrior flower. Of the oasis in the desert. Will be waiting for that who carries. The gift of God. To conquer the world. As an oath of God. We shall travel and explore. Floating to the moon. During the eternal fall. Avec les couleurs rouges. And the lovely sunsets. Too deep i love it!
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Loupe's Analogy.: Moving ON
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Life, soul, society, economy, history and art. Internal thoughts. Irony". Jueves, 25 de septiembre de 2008. How difficult is to move on. Luggage, there is luggage EVERYWHERE! Building a life is not easy, letting go is the most complicated thing ever. No matter where you turn, there is always a memory. It comes by to slap you in the face and tell you: Things never turned on the way you planned them! You, or whatever didn. Yo, la anotadora. Stop planning, start living. that seems really far from me now.
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What does it mean to be a revolutionary today? | Compartir
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La noche, el mundo, el viento devanan su destino – Pablo Neruda. What does it mean to be a revolutionary today? Dieses Video hat mir meine Mitbewohnerin Antoniya gezeigt, es sind Teile einer Rede von Slavoj Zizek, ein aus Slowenien stammender Philosoph, Kulturkritiker und nicht praktizierender Psychoanalytiker. Guckt es euch auf jeden Fall an, vor Allem die erste hälfte ist sehr interessant. Http:/ www.youtube.com/watch? El video es muy, muy interesante, especialmente la primera parte! From your own site.
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Resistance in Iran | Compartir
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La noche, el mundo, el viento devanan su destino – Pablo Neruda. Check out this really beautiful song from an Iranian singer „Where is my vote? Http:/ www.youtube.com/watch? The song is in memory of the post- election victims of the presidential election in Iran in June 2009. There is also a really beautiful documentary of the protest, which shows the strength of the iranian people as well as the high repression of the state. Http:/ www.youtube.com/watch? Feed You can leave a response. From your own site.
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Loupe's Analogy.: Long time, here is my lovely november
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Life, soul, society, economy, history and art. Internal thoughts. Irony". Sábado, 29 de noviembre de 2008. Long time, here is my lovely november. It has been way too long without allowing my fingers to share my thounghts. I was feeling so. so. gee. is hard to have a word for a mix of emotions. I ll try to share some of my latest thoughts .i ll try . cause im a bit tired now :P it has been a VERY LONG day, a Long week and a long month, which . about the last one im very happy about. Yo, la anotadora.
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Loupe's Analogy.: octubre 2008
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Life, soul, society, economy, history and art. Internal thoughts. Irony". Sábado, 18 de octubre de 2008. Near the orange moon. Under the green sky. Next to the blue tree. With the red flowers. Near the yellow lake. The lost warrior flower. Of the oasis in the desert. Will be waiting for that who carries. The gift of God. To conquer the world. As an oath of God. We shall travel and explore. Floating to the moon. During the eternal fall. Avec les couleurs rouges. And the lovely sunsets. Ver todo mi perfil.
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Loupe's Analogy.: diciembre 2008
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Life, soul, society, economy, history and art. Internal thoughts. Irony". Sábado, 13 de diciembre de 2008. You said you'd be there 4 me. In times of trouble when I need you and I'm down. And like why do you need friendship. The things that been changing. You have goals to achieve. But the road you take abroad and heartless that wants you make another way. Can't you see that I am human I am breathing. But you don't give a damn. Chorus Can't you feel my heart is beating. Can't you feel my heart is beating.
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Loupe's Analogy.: marzo 2009
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Life, soul, society, economy, history and art. Internal thoughts. Irony". Jueves, 12 de marzo de 2009. Lagrimas rebozan mis entrañas al no poder gritar lo que susurran mis sentimientos. Las heridas destrozan mi ser con cada gota que derrama el dolor que me traspasa. Mi espíritu no encuentra consuelo alguno al ver que todas las esperanzan me abandonan. Y si una brisa se asomase para ayudarme a respirar y despejar las torturas que pasillan en mis pensamientos sentiría un alivio. Ver todo mi perfil.
