You want to be successful. And you want to bring others up with you. Because success is there to be shared. Of course, failure must also be analyzed. But we're here to talk about success (even though we might also talk about failure then). What if you were an eye in the sky and you … Continue reading A Reliable Imagination For A Successful Life.
I already talked about love in a previous post. If both of you have the permit you can expect miracles like "chabadabada". But is love a drug and, if it is, who can deal pure lovine giving you the right direction? I try to get out of my home everyday: maybe I'm trying to answering … Continue reading Why Love Hasn’t Been Totally Forbidden Yet.
It's true I'm a man and I'm looking for women to make children. When I was 22 I decided it was time to date someone. I grew up surrounded by beautiful girls but it seems Big Brother disgusted them all. Shortly afterwards I attended engineering school and I never anticipated we would be 300 men … Continue reading Why I Never Got Over The Girlfriend Experience.
Today I was listening to one of my favorite song. I started the day listening to a song from Scorpions I like (I don't like all Scorpions song but they have 1 or 2 excellent song). Anyway, in the song, Scorpions was talking about children of the sun and I started crying. I was born … Continue reading Can Love Break The Promise Of Hope?
A serious music insight by Queen's song "Don't Stop Me Now" makes me wonder if to get out of the Milky Way, man will have to learn dematerialization. I thought that living 1000 years in good shape would help us conquer the Milky Way since we can travel at 10% the speed of light. … Continue reading Travels At The Speed Of Light
A serious insight from "Achtung Baby" by U2 hints at an expensive price for love. This sounded like a popular opinion, sponsored by good music. I'm not telling you pricing love is a nice thing to do. I'm not telling you it's normal it's expensive. But I wonder if some universe you stumble upon sometimes … Continue reading The Price of Love is Oddly Expensive
There must be something at the end of this road. Now I know the score: I chose the path where no-one goes but I hope we will meet again when I come home. I must be talented because I can see that my torturer was talented: a chemotherapy. Let's meditate! Each time I try to walk away, … Continue reading Lebanon and Europe got Talent, but It’s our Last Chance