All About Hope Love Happy,Life and all about Sentiments

Enjoy with life ..

2009-08-13T03:51:00.000-07:00

Ways To Remove Negative Thoughts

2009-07-31T02:55:00.000-07:00

What are negative thoughts and if I at any time should I be affected with pessimistic thinking should I be concerned. Yes is the answer. The more positive you are in thought will certainly help dampen any off-putting hold me back negatives which restrict you from living a decent life, Negative thinking has seen man or woman, who, ideal for a job post lose it before having had chance to secure it, because they believed they were not worthy enough.

Any negative thoughts you have about your self have to be dealt with sooner than later for health and happiness to prevail and more importantly prosper. Negative thinking can affect a relationship.

Cognitive restructuring can help a person identify and challenge overly simplistic, negative thoughts that cause pointless distress. Not a healthy combination, negativity and stress, in fact both very destructive factors. To lead what one would call a normal life will entail you change your way of thinking. What is a normal, normal is having belief in your self which in return will help you to venture forth and cope with the wicked ways of the world and the people in it? To help cure your way of thinking is easier when the thoughts are clearly untrue: e.g. “I never do anything right,” It’s harder when there’s an element of truth mixed in with naive lies: “At my age, it’s to late its over; there is nothing out there for me now.” You can stop there right now; the pope is proof, candidates for this position – 65 years and over. If you have a dream or goals then do something about it

There are four elements you can follow to prevent stress caused from negative thoughts:

1.Stop and take time out to think positive (mental time-out).

3. It may sound silly but ask yourself some questions.

.... like is my thoughts belief or true? Do I make hasty decisions about myself? What evidence do I actually have that I am worthy of the cause? Am I letting negative thoughts stand in my way? Look at situations and view them in a different manner. What would be the worst that could happen? Some people find the healing process (managing thoughts) all too much and opt for the easy way out continuing to put them self down and worse still permitting others to follow suit. Ask yourself that if I did not think this way where would you be.

4. If distortion is the root of the problem, can you identify this and let go?

Practicing relaxation techniques may well be the course of therapy needed. If your problem is genuine, ask what steps you can take to manage? It takes much rehearsal to restructure negative thoughts. What is that saying “A leopard never changes its spots” I beg to differ, if you want something badly and that something can change your life for the better then may the leopard shed his coat?

Remember to be yourself, do not snub reality or take on a false identity. Regularly it’s possible to move your focus toward the positive, rather than lodging on the negative. At other times, you can acknowledge an agonizing truth without losing sight of the larger, more positive portrait. For example, “I should be practicing a relaxation response system daily” or better still “I “want” to practice a relaxation response system daily. If you feel sick don’t let the illness get your sympathy vote, feeling sorry for yourself is not a cure. Negative thoughts usually result in “I feel sick today and there is nothing I can do, hold up, of course there is. Think of what is the best way to treat your condition. Think of the available medications to relieve the pain. If negative thoughts are deeply inset, then you must speak to your doctor or an experienced mental health expert. More people are turning to therapies which include dealing with the mind and body and are bouncing back to reality. Put the bounce back in your stride as you jolly your way onto a new way of thinking.

Source :-http://www.nidokidos.org

Hope in oldage!!!

2009-07-31T02:53:00.000-07:00

A plane crashed in the middle of a desert. When people heard about it, a rescue party was sent to find the plane and bring in any survivor.
It was only after several weeks that the search party succeeded in locating the plane. They found that only an old woman .
had survived. She was immediately flown to a hospital where she
underwent a thorough physical examination.

When the woman was well enough to be interviewed, people
and reporters filled her hospital room. Everyone wanted to know how she managed to survive an ordeal which claimed the lives of people much younger than she was.

"You had no food, water, or companion for days and yet you survived," they noted in wonder. "How did you do that?"

"I may have lost food, water, and companions, but I was not lacking in the most essential factor for survival."

"And what is that?"

"Hope."

True Love

2009-07-27T03:47:00.000-07:00

Celebration of Falling in Love!!!!!!!!

2009-07-22T07:02:00.000-07:00

When you are together with that special someone, you pretend to ignore
that person. But when that special someone is not around, you might look around
to find them.
At that moment, you are in love.

Although there is someone else who always makes you laugh,
your eyes and attention might go only to that special someone.
Then, you are in love.

Although that special someone was supposed to have called you long back,
to let you know of their safe arrival,
your phone is quiet.
You are desperately waiting for the call!
At that moment, you are in love.

If you are much more excited for one short e-mail from
that special someone than other many long e-mails,
you are in love.

When you find yourself as one who cannot erase all the
emails or SMS messages in your phone because of one message
from that special someone, you are in love.

When you get a couple of free movie tickets, you would
not hesitate to think of that special someone.
Then, you are in love.

You keep telling yourself, "that special someone is just a friend",but
you realize that you can not avoid that person's special attraction. At that
moment, you are in love.

While you are reading this mail, if someone
appears in your mind,
then u are in love with that person...;))

I CAN SEE U SMILING………………….. J

Smile

2009-07-08T14:16:00.000-07:00

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Love is different to different!!!!

2009-07-04T06:29:00.000-07:00

LoVe

Can you measure love?

2009-07-02T11:22:00.000-07:00

Love, friendship, respect, admiration are the emotional response of a person to the virtues, values, and worth of the other person.

Grumpy Growl raised a question “whether a person can love books like they love children?”
The question itself explains the fact that love is selfish. We find certain satisfaction, pleasure, and emotional coherency while reading a book or watching a movie, that is why we love it. We cannot love all books though. We love those books that possess the values we are looking for. We seek for the worth and values its content holds.
Love, friendship, respect, admiration are the emotional response of a person to the virtues, values, and worth of the other person. We value the person, his character, his ideals, his thinking, and we love him, appreciate him for the pleasure we gain in being with him. It comes out to be a proper selfish response. Can we love a person whom we cannot enjoy, in whom we see nothing that can be praised and appreciated?
What book we admire most? That which provides maximum pleasure and satisfaction while reading it. Similarly, that person gains our affection, our admiration most that provides maximum pleasure, emotional satisfaction and moral up gradation in being with him. We seek pleasure in the person we love. Our love, appreciation, affection becomes the price we pay for the person to be with him.
We cannot love any person without discriminating him. We do not love all equally, and the person’s abilities, his virtues, his credibility becomes the scale we discriminate upon. We cannot love a genius and a fool equally, we cannot love a crook and a honest person equally, we can not love a thief, a rapist, a murderer and a self-reliant virtuous man equally. We do discriminate person from person. Not all are equal for us. How difficult it is, even to imagine loving all equally, without any discrimination?
Thus, discrimination comes to us naturally. We like a book, we like another book much more, and some books becomes our all-time favorite. We respect all human in general, we respect some of them whom we personally experience with, more than others, and we start despising some people whom we find out that they do not deserve any respect or trust, and then we even look for the best possible mate for us, we seek the right man/woman for us.
Thus, love is the emotional response of our own self-esteem, our own worth that we seek in other person, our own comfort that we find in being with someone.
Can love be blind?
One falls in love with the personification of the values that formed a person’s character, which are reflected in his most important goals or not-so-noticeable gestures, which create the style of his soul—the individual style of a unique, unrepeatable, matchless perception. We select the person, and we chose him. Our own sense of life and existence makes it possible for us to choose our friends, our love-mate, our partners.
If love is blind, if love can be just selfless, something, which we cannot discriminate for, which, we can squander along with all equally, than why doesn’t such love stay? As soon as we come to realize that the person we mistakenly fell in love with, is wrong, undeserving, corrupt or mischievous, we start feeling repulsion.
We may make mistakes in choosing the right friends, lover, mates; we commit various mistakes in emotional recognition because the sense of existence, the sense of our own most loved values is not a cognitive guide. Yet, we keep evaluating the person. We keep rationalizing, we use mind to find out if the sudden sort of love we feel for a person is right or not right, if the person deserves it or he does not.

Thus, we do measure the love, we discriminate and we rationalize.
Discriminations can be of various kinds. Discriminating is not wrong, discriminating on irrational basis is certainly wrong. For example, if we discriminate people for their caste, colour or ethnicity or gender, obviously, it is wrong it is irrational. Yet if we discriminate people on the grounds of their characteristic values, their abilities, their decency and attitude, and judge them according to their responses and temperament, it is justified. An employer wishes to employ the most efficient worker irrespective of the workers caste, creed or ethnicity. His aim remains to use resources in most profitable way and for that, he discriminates the applications for the job on his chosen grounds.
Love is a psychological process. We experience the psychological effect of a person, thing or event or activity or a condition, and then we adjudge it and retain the distinguishing characteristic, which helps us in evaluating the object or person or event. We judge its positive values as the source of pleasure and our judgement decides the intensity of our love.
The intensity of love varies according to the hierarchy of evaluation we prefer. As one can evaluate her love for ice-cream, or for reading, or for parties, or for freedom, or for the person they marries. Love, thus includes a vast range of values and hence the intensities. It includes the lower levels of love (“liking”) to higher levels (“affection”) to further higher level (“romantic love”).

If one wants to measure the intensity of love for a particular thing, person, object, or event, he uses the references of hierarchy of his liking, his values he experiences. A man may love a girl, yet he may consider the sexual pleasure he gets from her of higher value than the girl’s own value to him. Another man may love same girl, but may give her up for the fear of the disapproval of his love by others (the girl herself, or his family, or friends). Thus, he rates that fear higher than the value of girl for him, and he chooses to give up the girl. Another man may risk his life for saving the same girl in a difficult situation because he loves her, because all his other values will loose any worth without her. The girl can surely adjudge and measure the intensity of love in these examples.
Love is value aided, but unlike other values, it is not static quantity. It is unlimited response to be earned. Love for one friend is not a threat to love for other or family members. Yet, love is to be earned. Without values, love cannot exist. One can not love her father if he is alcoholic, paedophile, and wife-beater.
Even we can rate our love, our liking for various objects or events. If in a particular situation we have choices to read a book, go to party, write blog, or watch a movie, we rate all things and events, and we engage doing that, which we judge will provide us maximum pleasure, worth and satisfaction.
Thus, love is selfish, and it is measurable, the scales of measurement may differ from person to person depending on his personal values. Hence, a person can surely love a book as he loves children, values and intensities may differ.
Never ever say again that love is blind, mystique and immeasurable.

King of Pop Michael Jackson passed away

2009-06-26T07:35:00.000-07:00

What was supposed to be a yearlong celebration of Motown Records’ 50th anniversary, turned into a major tragedy with the death on Thursday of one of its biggest stars, Michael Jackson.

The 50-year-old self-proclaimed “King of Pop” died of suspected cardiac arrest as he was about to launch a major comeback with a string of 50 concerts in London.

It comes 25 years after the death of another Motown alumnus, Marvin Gaye, who was also on the comeback trail. Gaye was shot to death by his father in a domestic dispute.

Jackson rose to fame as the youngest member of the Jackson 5, a group that Motown founder Berry Gordy was initially reluctant to sign. “He didn’t want any more kid acts because Stevie Wonder was more than a handful,” said former Motown executive Suzanne de Passe, who lobbied Gordy to sign them.

De Passe toured extensively with the Jackson 5, taking charge of their costumes, schooling, choreography and concert production. “Michael was very mischievous back in those days,” de Passe said, recalling that he loved to hide in closets and behind doors to scare unsuspecting targets. She dubbed him “Casper,” and when she saw him decades later mobbed by fans, she yelled out “Casper!” and Jackson immediately rushed over to give her a hug.

Jackson left Motown for the greener pastures of Epic Records in 1979, and de Passe said she last spoke to him about three years ago. She was on a retreat when she heard of Jackson’s death, and described the news as “the shock of my life.”

Until Thursday, Gaye was probably Motown’s highest-profile casualty. The tortured soul’s career was marked by drugs, divorce, label disputes and bankruptcy. Drugs, poverty, suicide and murder claimed many other Motown figures. A year before Gaye was killed, virtuoso bass player James Jamerson died in obscurity. A raging alcoholic who played on Gaye’s landmark 1971 album “What’s Going On,” Jamerson has since been deified by aficionados.

Other ill-fated stars include:

– Roger Penzabene, the co-writer of the Temptations’ mournful masterpiece “I Wish It Would Rain,” committed suicide in 1967.
– Hard-partying drummer Benny Benjamin, the backbeat of the Motown sound, was silenced by a stroke in 1969 after battling drugs and alcohol.
– Temptations co-founder Paul Williams, the heart of the group and lead singer on “Don’t Look Back,” turned to alcohol and was eventually unable to perform. Two years after quitting, he shot himself dead in 1973, while sitting in a car parked two blocks from Motown.
– Another troubled former Temptation David Ruffin, who sang lead on “My Girl,” died of a drug overdose in 1991.
– Early Motown star Mary Wells of “My Guy” fame died in 1992 of throat cancer. She endured poverty in her dying days, as did former Supreme Florence Ballard, who succumbed to a coronary thrombosis in 1976.

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The End Is Coming in '2012'?

2009-06-21T16:18:00.000-07:00

life

2009-06-12T01:52:00.000-07:00

Time is Valiable , Not waiting for anything!

2009-06-11T01:56:00.000-07:00

To realize

The value of a sister
Ask someone
Who doesn't have one.

To realize
The value of ten years:
Ask a newly
Divorced couple.

To realize
The value of four years:
Ask a graduate.

To realize
The value of one year:
Ask a student who
Has failed a final exam.

To realize
The value of nine months:
Ask a mother who gave birth to a still born.

To realize
The value of one month:
Ask a mother
who has given birth to
A premature baby.

To realize
The value of one week:
Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.

To realize
The value of one hour:
Ask the lovers who are waiting to Meet..

To realize
The value of one minute:
Ask a person
Who has missed the train, bus or plane.

To realize
The value of one-second:
Ask a person
Who has survived an accident...

To! realize
The value of one millisecond:
Ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics

To realize the value of a friend:
Lose one.

Time waits for no one.

Treasure every moment you have.
You will treasure it even more when
you can share it with someone special...

Live life to the fullest..

The Elephant Who Lost an Eye!!

2009-06-10T01:48:00.000-07:00

An elephant came to the edge of a stream of clear rushing water. Being thirsty, the elephant leaned over, dropped its trunk into the cool water and... plunk!

"What? What happened?" the elephant cried. "I can't see! My eye... it fell in the water! Oh nooooooh," the elephant wailed in a panic, "I lost my eye!"

And, in fact, the elephant's right eye had popped out of its socket and fallen into the stream. The elephant searched frantically for the eye, groping with its trunk along the bottom of the stream. The more he groped, the cloudier the water became. That made him panic even more, and he started churning up great piles of sand, until he couldn't see anything.

Then the elephant heard the sound of laughing. Furious, he looked around to see who it was, and saw a little green frog sitting on a log, laughing and laughing.

"You think this is funny?" the elephant shouted. "I lose an eye and that makes you laugh?"

"What's funny is to see how upset you are. Calm down and everything will be fine," the frog replied.

The elephant felt a little ashamed and took the frog's advice. He stopped moving his trunk around, and soon the water became clearer as the sand sank to the bottom. And there in the stream lay his eye. He reached for it with his trunk and popped it back into its socket. And then he thanked the frog.

This simple parable contains great wisdom. There's nothing funny about losing an eye... the sudden panic, thrashing around in murky water, desperation... that's exactly what happens to us when we lose control and panic. Our haste makes us blind.

We become temporarily incapable of seeing the world around us objectively and rationally. But there is an antidote to panic: wait. Wait until the situation becomes clear and the black clouds disperse.

'Arise, Awake and Stop Not till the Goal is reached'.
-------- Swami Vivekananda

"Every wall is a door. "
---------Ralph Waldo Emerson

When we life in darkness.....

2009-06-03T20:30:00.000-07:00

"When we life in darkness, our human life is a constant want.
When we live in Light, our divine life is a constant achievement.
Light in the physical is beauty.
Light in the vital is capacity.
Light in the mind is glory.
Light in the heart is victory."

Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore. --Andre Gide

Love to you Life and enjoy you life ... Make good friend..
-,"Amar"

A Child's Response to Life's Unexpected Gusts

2009-06-03T03:04:00.000-07:00

Last spring I was walking in a park. A short distance ahead of me was a Mom and her three-year-old daughter. The little girl was holding onto a string that was attached to a helium balloon.

All of a sudden, a sharp gust of wind took the balloon from the little girl. I braced myself for some screaming and crying.

But, no! As the little girl turned to watch her balloon go skyward, she gleefully shouted out, "Wow!"

I didn’t realize it at that moment, but that little girl taught me something.

Later that day, I received a phone call from a person with news of an unexpected problem. I felt like responding with, "Oh no, what should we do?" But, remembering that little girl, I found myself saying, "Wow, that’s interesting! How can I help you?"

One thing’s for sure - life’s always going to keep us off balance with its unexpected problems. That’s a given. What’s not preordained is our response. We can choose to be frustrated or fascinated. No matter what the situation, a fascinated Wow! will always beat a frustrated Oh, no.

So the next time you experience one of life’s unexpected gusts, remember that little girl and make it a Wow! experience. The Wow! response always works.

For My Friend!!

2009-05-31T11:03:00.000-07:00

I have some friends,
whom I hold dear.
Without them,
I'd have nothing to hold near.

My friends will always be there for me.
I know that because, I have nothing to fear.
I always seem to think at night,
of what life would be like without them here.

It's a scary thing to think about.
not having no one to care.
I dont know what I would do,
because friendship is very rare.

I'm glad I found the time to write,
this poem I wrote this year.
I just hope you think of me,
'cuz this is so sincere!!

Defination of Life!!!

2009-05-31T11:01:00.000-07:00

Defination's

Life:
Everyone has it
We underestimate it
Until we lose it

Death:
It haunts every step
More welcome to some than most
Still we live through it

Love:
Between two people
A feeling of belonging
Never lose your faith

Friends:
The most special bond
You love them more than your life
Can't live without them

Happiness:
Keep a happy face
Wear a smile to show the world
That you truly care

An Unusual Friendship!!!

2009-05-30T00:53:00.000-07:00

An Unusual Friendship

Despite a significant language barrier, 11 year-old Burmese refugee Soung Oo and 9 year-old Dante of Atlanta, George forge a great friendship at the International Community School at DeKalb, Georgia. They continue to inspire their neighbors, parents, and community with their simple and wholehearted confidence that "A million years we be friends".

Brett Dennen -- Ain't No Reason!!!

2009-05-29T23:48:00.000-07:00

Lost in the hustle and bustle of our comfortable lives, we can often lose touch with the critical social issues that our society faces. "Ain't No Reason" is a creative music video that brings expression to that voice inside each of us. While making the video, Singer Brett Dennen himself wondered: "What would happen if you were forced to deal with something that you may think has nothing to do with you? If suddenly the world's problems came into your own home? You would have to realize that you are connected to everything and everyone on Earth."

Save Girl Child !!!

2009-05-27T01:51:00.000-07:00

Resolution of the memory! Good One!!!

2009-05-27T01:42:00.000-07:00

Was elected president of the U.S. Aijn Howr. Bdhaiyan began to meet people. Many people come to meet him, not many people
E sent the message or gift. Good luck with building their message cards, and gifts filled with Guldaston. Free gifts on Aijn Howr see them sitting. Between them was a broom, which had begun with an envelope.

Aijn Howr the official repository of all valuables deposited Sugaten have done. But, the sweep did send a gift in my office. He also kept in the office was a place where she always seems to be the president. When a person in this room to meet them they do, then his eye on the course had to sweep. But in the office sweep like this before and why is the punishment - no one dare to ask could.

Once a country's other guest, the President of the United States.

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Howr with Aijn they were sitting in his office. See also his time - time that was going to sweep. Sensing the mood, they Aijn the Howr himself with a smile and said, 'You see this flick, then I think looking at something. Your eyes to feel that your curiosity in mind that the president is building up the 'show case' in the broom is why?

In fact, when I choose a lot of people then came Sugaten sent. I got in the sweep. Isike was also a letter which was written - "you in the days of the election proclamation Pitte that I will clean up corruption and filth. So, you've been sent as a gift so that the broom to clean the memory of you remain. "

And so I did not affect the Sugaton, as did the sweep. That's why I like this place so I kept an eye on it every day and I promise to not Bhulun.

Peace

2009-05-22T05:51:00.000-07:00

Top 10 reasons you are a....

2009-05-22T05:09:00.000-07:00

Mine is Libra!!!

What about yours ?

Good Mother Earth seeking our help.....

2009-05-22T00:38:00.001-07:00

CONTRIBUTE TO A NOBLE CAUSE

There is a cute small round press button at the bottom right corner of almost all monitors: Please make use of this,
Stop printing out Harry Porter, Jeffrey Archer and other e-books. This is a classic example of paper wastage.
If you have forgotten to give double-side prints, make sure you make use of the empty sides as scribbling pads or for your kids' imposition

!
Take two minutes from your busy schedule before hurrying back home to shut down the computer.

All of us are big time Googlers. Have you heard of the Blackle search engine? Blackle (Google powered) is a search engine designed all in Rich Black so that your system consumes less power. So change your homepage.

Plastic bags these days indeed come in bright and flamboyant colours and tempt us to take them home with us. But the saying, "Appearances are deceptive" holds true for these plastic things too. Next time, hold back or go prepared to counter temptation with a cloth bag.

Roses, Jasmine, Hibiscus and Peas; All these saplings cost hardly between Rs 10 - 20 each. Can't we afford to plant these in and around our houses? Also, more importantly, caring and maintain them as they grow?

Try to segregate the different kinds of waste into Bio-Degradable (Fruit or vegetable waste) , Recyclable (waste Paper, paper products) and Electronics (Floppy disks, CD-ROMS ). Once you have segregated your thrash, look for specialized trash cans to throw them away.

Try to minimize the use of horns. Honking drastically increased and this adds to the noi
se pollution and does not provide a conducive environment to live in.
Use rechargeable batteries though it's an expensive product, it's one-time purchase. Recharge when required. (Same applies to cell-phones, MP3s, iPods and Laptops)
The best pens to use would be ink ones. Though if you have to use a ball point pen, buy refills instead of buying new pens. Pencils are much better for rough use! (That's why we used it at school!!!)
Remember to close water taps before preening in front of the mirror. Of course you are beautiful, but Water is a precious resource!

Let's not just wake up and walk out of finished meetings and conferences with a sigh of relief, let us remember to turn off the lights and projectors too.

Take few minutes to learn about topics like 'Global Warming' , 'Air / Noise /Land / Water Pollution ' etc apart from constant surfing of News, Latest Gadgets, Movies and Music.

Spread this message; to your friends and foes. They too can make a difference.

The Earth has already become a dangerous place to live in for the animals and birds. Soon it might be our turn. So let's pledge to save our beautiful planet so that you and your future generations can live happily and peacefully ever after.

What do Robots Dream Of?

2009-05-21T00:04:00.000-07:00

"Will I dream?" SAL asks Dr. Chandra in 2010: Space Odyssey Two by Arthur C. Clark. Chandra replies "Of course you will. All intelligent beings dream. Nobody knows why... Perhaps you will dream about HAL - as I often do."

In his recent paper What Do Robots Dream Of, Dr. Christoph Adami, Professor of Applied Life Sciences at the Keck Graduate Institute, mirrors the science-fiction of 2010 speculating that a robot might need "down time" just like humans do.

Recent Research on human dreaming indicates that more than just subconscious entertainment is going on. Sleep appears to help us work through and understand events of the day. Sleep also seems to provide a mechanism for impressing important memories on the brain, to make sure we have a long-term record of an event or concern. Sleep also seems to have a role in learning a skill; people who practiced a skill and then slept on it were more skillful than those who had not yet had a chance to sleep.

Dr. Adami speculates that a "robot would spend the day exploring part of the landscape, and perhaps be stymied by an obstacle. At night, the robot would replay its actions and infer a model of the environment. Armed with this model, it could think of—that is, synthesize—actions that would allow it to overcome the obstacle, perhaps trying out those in particular that would best allow it to understand the nature of the obstacle. Informally, then, the robot would dream up strategies for success and approach the morning with fresh ideas."

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“What is Life?” Evolution of Robots is Causing Scientists to Question ?

2009-05-20T23:58:00.000-07:00

There is ongoing debate about what constitutes life. Synthetic bacteria for example, are created by man and yet also alive. Some go so far as to say that robot “emotions” may already have occurred—that current robots have not only displayed emotions, but in some ways have experienced them.

“We’re all machines,” says Rodney Brooks author of “Flesh and Machines,” and former director of M.I.T.’s Computer Science and Artificial Intelligence Laboratory, “Robots are made of different sorts of components than we are — we are made of biomaterials; they are silicon and steel — but in principle, even human emotions are mechanistic.” A robot’s level of a feeling like sadness could be set as a number in computer code, he said. But isn’t a human’s level of sadness basically a number, too, just a number of the amounts of various neurochemicals circulating in the brain? Why should a robot’s numbers be any less authentic than a human’s?

One of Brooks of his longtime goals has been to create a robot so “alive” that you feel bad about switching it off. Brooks pioneered the movement that teaching robots how to “learn” was more sensible that trying to program them to automatically do complex things, such as walk. Brooks work has evolved around artificial intelligence systems that learn to do things in a “natural” process like a human baby does. This approach has come to be known as embodied intelligence.

Cynthia Breazeal, once a student in Brooks Lab, is now an associate professor at M.I.T. and director of the Personal Robotics Group. Breazeal discovered firsthand how complicated it was to try to figure out whether the “social” robots she has helped developed were capable of “feeling”.

“Robots are not human, but humans aren’t the only things that have emotions,” she said. “The question for robots is not, Will they ever have human emotions? Dogs don’t have human emotions, either, but we all agree they have genuine emotions. The question is, what are the emotions that are genuine for the robot?”

One might think that a scientist who has spent a good portion of his or her life creating and working with robots would have a more definite opinion about whether robots are, or will ever be in a sense “living”. But that’s a tough questions for anyone, and perhaps even more so for the ones who understand the question best.

“I want to understand what it is that makes living things living,” Rodney Brooks has said. On certain levels, robots are not that different from living things. “It’s all mechanistic,” Brooks said. “Humans are made up of biomolecules that interact according to the laws of physics and chemistry. We like to think we’re in control, but we’re not.”

As the field of robotics begins to accelerate, the debate will likely grow stronger, and the answers more gray. If programming becomes more self-aware—as most experts predict that it eventually will—perhaps robots will someday be asking themselves the same question: What is life?

For more :

http://www.dailygalaxy.com/my_weblog/2008/07/what-is-life-ev.html

Leave a Mark in Life .... Foot Print!!!

2009-05-20T23:52:00.000-07:00

Live life to the fullest.

True and honest, begin with yourself and extend it to others.
Use your words wisely.

Words have power and create influence, do not spread them carelessly.

Negative words create negative energy and repel those around you.
Live in the positive.

Leave your "stamp" on everything you do.

Make yourself an icon to be admired and respected. Become an inspiration to others-so think carefully before you speak and act.

Every action, every word carries a consequence. Create a genuineness about you that is addictive to all those who meet you.

And finally, leave a mark on those you meet that couldn't have been left if you weren't in their lives.

Take Care all n Enjoy d moments...!!!

What is Life About ?!!!

2009-05-20T23:43:00.000-07:00

A Long time ago, there was an Emperor who told his horseman that if he could ride on his horse and cover as much land area as he likes, then the Emperor would give him the area of land he has covered.

Sure enough, the horseman quickly jumped onto his horse and rode as fast as possible to cover as much land area as he could.
He kept on riding and riding, whipping the horse to go as fast as possible.
When he was hungry or tired, he did not stop because he wanted to cover as much area as possible and came to a point when he had covered a substantial area and was exhausted . Then he asked himself, "Why did I pushed myself so hard to cover so much land area?
Now I am dying and I only need a very small area to bury myself."

*****The above story is similar with the journey of our Life.

We push very hard everyday to make more money, to gain power and recognition.
We neglect our health, time with our family and to appreciate the surrounding beauty and the hobbies we love to do.
One day when we look back, we will realize that we don't really need that much, but then we cannot turn back time for what we have missed.

Life is not about making money, acquiring power or recognition.
Life is definitely not about work!
Work is only necessary to keep us living so as to enjoy the beauty and pleasures of life.

*****Life is a balance of Work and Play, Family and Personal time.
You have to decide how you want to balance your Life.

*****Define your priorities, realize what you are able to compromise but always let some of your decisions be based on your instincts.

Happiness is the meaning and the purpose of Life, the whole aim of human existence.
So, take it easy, do what you want to do and appreciate nature.
Life is fragile, Life is short.

*****Do not take Life for granted. Enjoy every second.all...!!!

How to make peace your mind ?

2009-05-14T01:12:00.000-07:00

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace;
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
when there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.
Grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood, as to understand,
to be loved as to love;
for it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying [to ourselves] that we are born to eternal life.

Mother's Love !!!

2009-05-12T03:54:00.000-07:00

As I entered womanhood, Mom sat me down and told me that no matter what happened and no matter what I did, I could always come home. Because of what those words meant to me, I said the same thing to my sons.

My childhood was filled with affection—lots of kisses, lots of hugs, lots of spoken I love yous. I never wanted for physical affection, and because of what that affection meant to me, I gave the same thing to my sons.

I grew up in a home where love was openly talked about and warmly expressed. I can still picture myself in my attic bedroom, sitting on my bed and fuming at my parents. They had been mean to me and were totally unreasonable—at least that was my evaluation of the situation. They hadn't understood that I was a teenager and should be allowed certain freedoms. With eyes closed, lips taut and hot tears streaming down my face, I leaned back against the wall and planned how I would get even with them for hurting me. What would be the worst thing I could do to punish them and show how much they had hurt me? It didn't take long to figure it out—I would never kiss them again. That would do it! They'd see then!

That's how important physical expressions of love were in my home. And those physical expressions of love were indicative of the singularly greatest thing I appreciate about my mother. She loved me unconditionally while expecting me to live according to her rules, not mine. From her example, I also learned not to focus on myself or wallow in pity parties.

Both my parents came from broken homes and had difficult childhoods; yet they never dwelt on how dysfunctional their families were. They were both survivors, but not survivors at someone else's expense. In my mother, I saw love's ability to forgive.

I saw my sweet Mom love my real grandfather, even though he had abandoned her and my grandma and failed to provide for their needs. I never saw Mother treat Grandpa Miller any way but lovingly, even though he was far from lovable. I learned how love behaves and forgives because I saw what a woman can do and be if she wants to—if she is not willing to let her past determine her future.

I watched my mother take care of my hundred-year-old grandmother who, in her blindness, deafness and feebleness, needed almost total care. When I was in her home, I heard what I've heard all my life: "I love you, Mother." They would tell each other this a minimum of five times a day—when Mom would get Grandma up, tuck her in or prepare her meals. And I would hear love's response as Grandma said, "And I love you, too, Leah."

Love forgives and moves on, focusing not on what might have been, what could have been or what we wish were different. Instead, love's focus is on what needs to be done now and on doing it the best we can.

My mother taught me to love; she taught me to press on, forgetting what is behind, and she demonstrated forgiveness. I wonder if she knew then that she was demonstrating principles of life that my heavenly Father would teach me in His Word.

The transition from my parents' arms to God's arms was easier because of what Mother did. No matter the hurts, the pain, the skinned knees—I now know enough to get up, go to my Heavenly Father and listen as He says, "Press on. Don't faint. Run with endurance the race that is set before you. I love you with an everlasting love."

This Week
Make sure the three words, "I love you," are always a part of your conversation. Sharing your legacy of love—unconditional love—will bless families for generations

Why Women Cry.........???

2009-04-30T22:46:00.000-07:00

Why Women Cry
Watch her eyes

A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?" "Because I'm a woman , " she told him.

"I don't understand , " he said. His Mom just hugged him and said , "And you never will."

Later the little boy asked his father , "Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?"

"All women cry for no reason , " was all his dad could say.

The little boy grew up and became a man , still wondering why women cry...

Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone , he asked , "God , why do women cry so easily?"

God said

"When I made the woman she had to be special.

I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort.

I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children.

I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up , and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining.

I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances , even when her child has hurt her very badly.

I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.

I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife , but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.

And finally , I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed."

"You see my son , " said God , "the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears , the figure that she carries , or the way she combs her hair.

The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes , because that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love resides."

Please send this to ten beautiful women you know today. If you do , something good will happen - You will boost another woman's self-esteem.
Pass it on to men too - perhaps they will then understand "why women cry"

Money has no memory. Experience has.!!!

2009-04-28T03:26:00.000-07:00

Money has no memory. Experience has.
You will never know what was the total cost of your education, but for a lifetime you will recall and relive the memories of schools and colleges. Few years from now, you will forget the amount you paid to settle the hospitalization bill, but will ever cherish having saved your mother's life or the life you get to live with the just born. You won't remember the cost of your honeymoon, but to the last breath remember the experiences of the bliss of togetherness.

Money has no memory. Experience has.

Good times and bad times, times of prosperity and times of poverty, times when the future looked so secure and times when you didn't know from where the tomorrow will come… life has been in one way or the other a roller-coaster ride for everyone. Beyond all that abundance and beyond all that deprivation, what remains is the memory of experiences. Sometimes the wallet was full… sometimes even the pocket was empty. There was enough and you still had reasons to frown. There wasn't enough and you still had reasons to smile. Today, you can look back with tears of gratitude for all the times you had laughed together, and also look back with a smile at all the times you cried alone. All in all, life filled you with experiences to create a history of your own self, and you alone can remember them all.

The first time you balanced yourself on your cycle without support…
The first gift you bought for your parents and the first gift your sibling gave you…
The first award… the first public appreciation… the first stage speech…
The first day in college…the first day at work…the first adventure…
And the list is endless… Experiences, with timeless memory…

No denying that anything that's material costs money; still the fact remains the cost of the experience will be forgotten, but the experience will never be.
So, what if it's economic recession? Let it be, but let there not be a recession to the quality of your life. You can still take your parents & grand parents, if not on a pilgrimage, at least to the local temple. You can still play with your children, if not on an international holiday, at least in the local park. It doesn't cost money to lie down or to take a loved one onto your lap. Nice time to train the employees, create leadership availability and be ready for the wonderful times when they arrive. Hey! Aspects like your health, knowledge development and spiritual growth are not economy dependent.

Time will pass… economy will revive… currency will soon be in current… and in all this, I don't want you to look back and realise you did nothing but stayed in gloom.

Recession can make you lose out on money. Let it not make you lose out on experiences… If you are not happy with what you have, no matter how much more you have, you will still not be happy.

Make a statement with the way you live your life: How I feel has nothing to do with how much I have.
--
With Love,

Hare Krishna.....

Repenting of Good time!!!!!!

2009-04-28T03:23:00.001-07:00

Dear God!!!,

We are faith people and faith only works only by love.
The biggest mistake that we make is praying for GOD to change circumstances instead of praying for GOD to change us. Is it always,"GOD give me! give me! give me! give me! or is it GOD make me! what you want me to be.
Complications steals joy. The minute that everything gets complicated then it kills joy. So we need to learn to pray about everything and not stress out over anything.

Why does life have to be so complicated. What can we do to change it. You want to know the truth, we actually can't change life. Too often we spin our wheels trying to do something about something we can't do anything about, we try to change this person so we can be happy we try to change this circumstance so we can be happy and really what we need to do is we need to change our approach to life.

You can change the whole situation just by changing the way you think about it.

Guide me What will i do ?

I Never Realized How Happy I Was Just With The Simple Things In Life!!

2009-04-28T02:03:00.000-07:00

Dear God,
I am 37 years old today. I have been fighting all my life just to be me. Today I am in terrible pain. My body doesn’t want to carry me anymore. I feel strange talking to you because you always seemed so far away from me all these years. All these years I have been so unlucky, so miserable and so alone in the darkness. I am told to turn back to you now. To look for the light. All I want is to be able to function again. Walk, run, drive, travel. I never realized how happy I was just with the simple things in life. Be able to stand up in the morning, go to the pool, have sex with beautiful women, work, earn my life. I want my life back. This is my prayer.

Thank You, Thank You God!!

2009-04-28T01:56:00.000-07:00

Dear God,

Thank you for creating me! Thank you for giving me the chance to experience this world, even though most of the times through sadness and dissapointment. But also, thank you for giving me the eyes to see beyond pleasure and pain, family or friends, happiness or sadness. Thank you for showing me that there is more than all these things that we, all humans, consider most important. Thank you for giving me the power to rejoice and be glad when I can feel the wind or touch a flower after, or during an “important” problem. Thank you for showing me that my family is the world, and my problems are their problems, and their problems are my problems. Help us solve them together, and help us understand that it’s not just You and me. It’s You, my brothers, my sisters and me. Thank you… thank you!

I Am Very Afraid As I Am Really Behind On My Moneys!!

2009-04-28T01:54:00.000-07:00

Dear God,

I am very afraid lord. Because of my impulses and poor judgement I am really behind on my bills. I may loose my apartment and I don’t know where I can go for help. I have a cat that is a great comfort to me, but if I loose my home I’ll loose her too. I think you sent her to me and I am grateful, but she is suffering because of my mistakes. Please help me God. I want to pay the people I owe money to because they shouldn’t have to suffer because of my mistakes. I am so sorry I let myself get into this fix. I know my friends are suffering as well because they really care about me. You put really great people into my life and I want so badly for them to not have to worry about me. Show me the way you want me to follow so I can get out of this mess

I Just Want Her To Know I’m So Sorry, I Never Meant To Hurt Her

2009-04-28T01:35:00.000-07:00

Dear God,

She was my best friend. We listened to Foo Fighters, kept each other company studying in the library, I felt at ease when I was with her. What she didn’t see was me spiraling down; anxiety, depression, compulsion. What I didn’t see was her asking to come over late at night, bringing me coffee to cheer me up. She didn’t know what was wrong but she knew it was something.

One night we kissed. She stayed over in my bed. We both woke up in each others arms, hung over and smiling. over the next month but I got worse, i was afraid. she wanted to be close to me and I was terrified of everything going wrong in my life. I pushed her away.

I take medication now, I see a therapist once a week, I even stopped drinking. She has gone though, we said we would still be friends but we wont. She was my best friend. I could see myself marrying her. Everyday I think of how happy I was to wake up next to her and how I probably wont see her again.

I just want her to know I’m so sorry, i wasn’t myself, and I never meant to hurt her. If you can let her know that I’d be grateful.

God Plz Help me !!

2009-04-28T01:34:00.001-07:00

Dear God,

I can’t hold on much longer. Each time I think things can’t get worse they do. I have tried to be a good person, to help others, to be there and protect them, but I’m falling apart. There is no silver lining, no break in the darkness.

I have given up on anything good ever happening in my life. One thing I know for sure. If you don’t help me there is no option. I try to think positive but each time I do or think things will look up something worse comes my way.

Please hear me, please help me. My husband just lost his job, I’ve gained weight, our 1 car is dying, one of my cat’s is sick, my Diabetes is out of control, I don’t know when the last time I was happy or not stressed, we could loose our house, our bills are piling up, my mom could die, all the things I found joy in don’t work anymore, and my depression has escalated. I don’t want to die, but I do want the disappointments and constant worry, stress, and pain to go away. For once I’d like to have a happy year. Not perfect just not tragic and rout with pain. I feel like I have nothing left but the prospect of more pain. I can’t even help those around me to have a better life.

I NEED HELP PLEASE.

Why Create Religion?

2009-04-28T01:32:00.001-07:00

Dear God,

Every feast of the Nazarene in a place here called Quiapo, thousands of people trample each other just to touch the statue of you being paraded outside the church thinking it will bring them luck or cure their ailments. Many do die in this event. During holy week they flagellate and crucify themselves to atone for their sins. People flock to masses when the lottery hits the high marks, praying for signs of what the winning combination will be. In this country where most people live below the poverty line, most people turn to you during their suffering. So much so that they do nothing for themselves and solely depend on you.

I don’t blame you God. But I wonder why you created religion when it just serves as an opium of the people and as a vehicle for violence?

I Dream Of Dying Every Night

2009-04-28T00:30:00.000-07:00

Dear God,

I dream of dying every night, but the dream keeps on going… then I wake up. When will you come get me? I feel like these dreams are horrible teases.

Why u have taken her life !! ?

2009-04-28T00:25:00.000-07:00

Dear God,

One of us never got to grow up.

I dreamed that I saw her again a while back, and when I woke up my pillow was wet, because I cried tears. Real tears as she hugged me in the dream and said it was all a misunderstanding. Tears of happiness. She was an amazing girl, loved by many. But she never had the chance to become an adult.

She died at the age of 17 with her dad. Her life was lost in an event that took 300,000 peoples lives. The Indian Ocean Tsunami of 2004.

I pray for all of them. But especially for her. I miss her.

There Was No Reason For You To Take His Life

2009-04-28T00:23:00.000-07:00

Dear God,

You took my brother’s baby. It was cruel and horrible and painful and I don’t understand.

Nine months of the most perfect pregnancy. The day before she went into labor everything was fine; the doctor said it was just a matter of waiting. They were so excited, Lord. They’d read every book—and while some people may think they have, you know it was true in this instance. That’s just how they are.

You know he called me as soon as the contractions started. He kept careful count. He was so excited, and you know how he is, so stoic and quiet. But he couldn’t keep the joy from his voice—he was going to meet his son! And meet him he did. I saw the photos last night.

I saw that beautiful little baby boy in some sort of adorable macabre grandeur. I saw him dressed in the tiny blue outfit Mom bought him (her first grandchild!), clutching a teddy bear to his chest. His eyes were closed as if in slumber. But it was a lie. Andrew will never squirm and dream in that crib amidst a lingering scent of baby powder. He looked so peaceful and perfect in the pictures. Oh, how those photos deceive.

That beautiful little boy rested in his mother’s arms, her devoted husband holding her. It was picturesque. But I saw their faces, God. Grief and shock and utter despair. They had to hold their perfect little child—their baby boy—in their arms and know he’d never take a breath on Earth, never feel their embrace, never cry, never smile, never take a first step, never look upon their loving faces.

And the doctors can’t even tell them why. It just happened. There’s just no reason, they say. They’re right. There was no reason for you to take his life.

Did you see us remove the car seat from the car and hide it in the trunk today? Brother didn’t want her to be reminded. It’s silly, really. How do you forget holding your dead infant son in your arms?

And were you there when I looked upon the tiniest blue urn that was filled with the ashes of my only nephew? The nephew I’ll never hold or spoil or be the “crazy aunt” to. But I still got to love him—you can’t take that from me. You took him just like you took my stepsister’s child. Remember Tyler? Only 14, a great athlete, the whole world at his feet? Maybe Andrew and Tyler have met now. But I’m not sure I believe in Heaven anymore. At least not a Heaven filled with the souls of innocent children.

Brother would’ve been a great father—a bit overprotective perhaps, but great. Remember how he took care of my little brother and me when dad left? He was only eight years old then. Remember how he made us dinner and played games and told me there was no reason to be scared of the dark? And how he hatched that brilliant plan to stay up all night so I could finally see Santa Claus and not quit believing? He tried so hard to make my childhood last longer than his.

And Lord, you know how smart he is. PhD at 26, traveling the world talking about his research, fixing anything and everything without even a manual. He’s a genius. You know he’s hid behind his books all these years, but he’s so much more than smarts. People may look at him and see brains and computers and calculations, but he’s my big brother. He taught me how to fix a toilet, unclog a pipe and change my oil so I wouldn’t be one of those “clueless girls.” He giggles after a couple beers, eats entire pineapples, takes things apart just to see how they work, spoils his cats, and worships his wife.

And although she might have thought we were a little strange at first, his wife is an amazing woman with a strength I’ll never know. She takes board games a little too seriously, yes, but she goes through a book a day just like he does and she looks at my brother in a way I hope to truly understand one day. Oh, God, how she loved that baby! She took prenatal vitamins, gave up her favorite Starbucks coffee, quit eating seafood, exercised, and read every baby book out there. Just like brother said at the service today: “She did everything right.”

But that wasn’t enough.

God, you had her deliver a baby that she knew would never laugh or cry or see her or know her or love her. She was told her baby was dead, but you still put her through the pain of labor, knowing no crying baby would emerge. The only cries she heard were her own.

I’ve never seen my big brother cry, Lord. He’s the strongest man I know. But he sobbed and sobbed and sobbed for a child he’ll never know. It broke me, God. If anyone understands innocent suffering, it’s you, right? Why would you take Andrew from them after all this?

After all our family has been through already? Andrew was going to be born into the kind of family we always wanted. A happy mother, a devoted father. He was going to have it all! But now he’s just ashes. He’s in a tiny urn, inside a velvet box, clutched to the chest of a sobbing woman and her husband who can’t be strong any longer.

I bet he had blue eyes just like his Mom and Dad.

One Day I Hope To Understand Your Reasons

2009-04-28T00:21:00.000-07:00

Dear God,

Watch over her parents. As much as I feel the grief of losing her I can’t begin to imagine the loss that they have felt. Now they have lost both of their children… lost the hope and dreams they held so dear for them… lost the sense of family that they had together. I want to hold her again, see her smile… but more than that I want them to do the same so that they can know that she is isn’t really gone and walks with them just as You do. One day I hope to understand your reasons.

from my love Priya(Hyd)

I Wanna Die 2Day, I hate my life

2009-04-28T00:17:00.000-07:00

Dear God,

I hate my life, So,I wanna die today.

Thanks,

-Amarj

Ten Things to Do!!!!

2009-04-24T05:13:00.000-07:00

Dear God,

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And don't forget to always be THANKFUL!

And Thank God for today!

Please Reveal Your Plan For Me

2009-04-17T02:59:00.000-07:00

Dear God,

Please reveal your plan for me. I am at a crossroads now where I feel that it is time for me to embark on the work I am destined to do. I feel like I have been preparing for this my whole adult life. Something in me knows that all of the challenges and crisises I have suffered in my life have been training to prepare me for something greater. But I am ready now. I feel stronger and more confident and grounded than I ever have in my life. I know I am ready. Please show me the way. My life demands it. The old path has crumbled away now and I pray now that the way forward will rise out of the ashes. Before I go I thank for my precious little boys, little rays of light who have been the instruments through which I have grown. Becoming a mother took me to the edge in every way, but out of that crisis came a new person. A woman, rather than a girl. Thank you for my wonderful husband, who has been the most incredible unwavering support in my life. I hope that the next part of our journey brings us the career success and prosperity we have both worked so hard for.

My Boss Treats Me Like A Dog

2009-04-17T02:55:00.000-07:00

Dear God,
Please give me wisdom about my job. My boss treats me like a dog. I have confronted her to no avail. Despite my ardent search for a better job I have no prospects. My wife and son depend on the income I provide, but I feel so depressed getting ready for work I have to muster all the will power I have just to shower and shave… The only option I see is to stick it out and look for another job in the meantime. God, would you please provide for me a job that doesn’t eat away at my sanity? This one drains the life out of me so I can’t be there for my beautiful family when I get home. My wife and son deserve my energy when I’m with them! Or would you knock some sense and respect into my boss? She doesn’t seem to value human life other than her own. Or maybe would You give me the courage to stand up to her in a way that would get through? You’ve said that those who pray to You and trust in You will not be put to shame. I am praying and trusting, so help me work in a way that demands respect. Help me pace myself so that I have the best of myself to give my wife and son at the end of the day. Provider, please provide what I need, whatever that is and help me recognize it when it comes.

Guide Me GoD!!!!

2009-04-17T02:11:00.000-07:00

Dear God,
Please help me find myself, and become a person I can be proud of…soon.

Urs,
-A

Everyone Thinks I Have It Together, But I Don’t!!!

2009-04-17T02:10:00.001-07:00

Dear God,

I feel like I’ve been falling apart slowly for a few years, but it’s only beginning to show.

Everyone thinks I have it together, but I don’t… I’ve always been the one that does well in everything, and enjoys school, life and everything else. Now I have to delay graduating from school because all of my previous issues have caught up with me, but I still haven’t told anyone. And I’m scared to. It’s like all this time I’ve been painting myself into a corner, and it gets harder and harder as time passes to say anything.

I feel so lost, and I wish I could just pack up and travel to find myself, but my family wouldn’t understand. And I don’t want to feel like I’m throwing away all the opportunities they’ve given me..

I’ve started doubting myself as a person… I want to be the person I was before, but I don’t think I can get through this. How do I do it?

Do You Really Expect Me To Surrender My Whole Life For You?

2009-04-17T00:55:00.000-07:00

Dear GOD!

Do you really expect me not to have sex with my girlfriend? Do you really expect me to not love my father for his sexual orientation? Do you real expect me not to have fun, not to drink and not to eat meat? Do you really expect me to surrender my whole life for you? Seriously god, you are not the center of the universe. Please stop taking over peoples lives. YOUR CREATED THEM - YOU DO NOT OWN THEM!!!

Give My Life To Someone Who Wants It.

2009-04-17T00:37:00.000-07:00

Dear God,

Why am I still here? Why arent I dead yet? I know you may think I have a life ahead of me but dont. I’ll just end up with a crap job and house anyway so I might as well die now. Give my life to someone who wants it.

why are you still here?
because God has a purpose for you.
why aren’t you dead yet?
because there are so many good things you can do when you’re alive.
life is not all about finding a job, or owning things.
life is all about living and sharing love.
thank God you’re alive.
God doesn’t want you to give up. He gave you precious life to make the best out of it and to love it. It might not always be what you want or expect, but it depends on how you look at it. Giving up is easy, fighting is worth every second. You’re a fighter. God loves you, no matter what. There is something very special about you, which is why you sought this web site.

Have you ever read Joel Osteen’s “Become a better you”? It is fantastic and has helped me a great deal. Just try it. Take one step after the other. Things happen for a reason and you won’t always now what it is until much later.

There is something bigger out there for you, but you have to be patient and you have to keep on believing!
Why?
I ask you why you choose to give up..
I am only sixteen years old and have lost my father, my godfather, and my baby brother within 6 years. I now live 1300km away from my family, but i look at the positive side.
My family who are still living are very loving, kind people and i thank God for every time they have forgiven me for the bad things that I have done.
You need to evaluate your situation. Forget the negative for one minute, and take a look at all the gifts that have been given to you: life, love, family, and God.
Think about all the things you have that you can offer other people, your own unique qualities. I know life can be hard, but believe that it will get better. God challenges the strong, and you must believe that he is ensuring your strength and ability to survive through hardship.
Keep your faith strong and don’t give up,
you were born to be loved..
you were born to love..
believe me, a lot of people who understand the importance of life would gladly accept your offer if they could.
live my friend.. live..
I feel your pain, I truly do. I go through the same emotions everyday. I want to know why God has allowed me to live so long. I also know in my mind that God loves me. I often feel abandoned, even though I know He is with me. I look to the words of the ancients, of those recorded before us.

“I waited patiently for the LORD; he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear and put their trust in the LORD.”

I trust that God will deliver us. Thank you for your prayer, I pray that one day soon, God will bring about His amazing love and wonders. I pray that we will see beauty. Hang in there - He blessed Job - He’ll bless you.

We Will Have To say Goodbyes To Each Other Tomorrow Morning

2009-04-17T00:29:00.001-07:00

Dear God,
dear devine universe, dear my unborn daughter, I know that you are all one. You have been with me for the past eight weeks, yet I know that we’ve been together through eternity. But we will have to say goodbyes to each other tomorrow morning, at least for time being in this physical world. I know you understand the situation & I felt your forgiveness. For a little while, I experienced the rest of my life with you. Watching you grow .. turning into a beautiful woman. But my current situation is very difficult. I wish that things were different & I could have in my life. But for now, it’s on hold I guess. I hope we come across in each other’s way again one day. And have you join the rest of our family, including your father and your two brothers. I feel your love, beauty & light. And I am so sorry that I have to do this to us tomorrow. I will always be with you no matter what.

I Tried To Convince Myself You Weren’t Real

2009-04-17T00:26:00.000-07:00

Dear God.
I tried to convince myself you weren’t real. If you were, I definitely wasn’t going to be let into your club. I earnestly asked you into my heart years ago, but apparently I was one of those guys that just didn’t get it. I didn’t fit into the church scene. I was too self-centered and untrusting to really let you in my life. I hurt inside and tried to mask it with irresponsible risk-taking, drinking, stealing, and sex. I was plagued by my past and the way that I had hurt my family and people who loved me. As you know, my dad left when I was 8 and didn’t make a big point out of seeing me or knowing me or helping me after that. Then when I got in trouble at age 15 and said I needed him, he let me come and live with him. That only lasted until he saw who I really was. He asked me to leave after 2 years because he didn’t want to deal with me. He didn’t want to be with me because I had too many problems. That was 21 years ago. I was 17 and I felt pretty worthless after that for a long time. I think that’s why I’ve had such a thick head about believing you. I lived so long as the perpetual bad boy who was out to prove that I was unloveable. I was waiting for you to break me down and punish me for not giving in to your program. I was waiting for you to reveal the real me to the world - the liar, the thief, the hypocrite, and the addict - so I would get what I deserved and my worthlessness would be confirmed. Then, the other day you showed your fierce, unrelenting love for even me. You showed me through a perfect storm of people, events and a book by Donald Miller. I cried like a baby for the first time in years. I felt clean and loved. I understand you a little better. I know you are not in the business of breaking me down into submission because you are the mighty creator. Instead you are my greatest help, my friend, my rock and my provider. You made a place for me and want me with you forever. That is everything to me today.
Thank you. Love

Maybe The Only Truth We Can Ever Truly Understand Is Our Own

2009-04-17T00:21:00.000-07:00

Dear Universe,

I write you this letter in part, on behalf of the millions of people on this planet who will never have the opportunity to write a letter at all, let alone a letter to you, and also in part for my own curiosity. It is innate human behavior to understand our reason for existing. I think this is one of our most common of all questions. Many people search for this truth through various religions and beliefs. Others spend their lives looking for these answers through scientific means. I was recently introduced to the idea that God and the universe may in fact, be one and the same. My dearest Universe, is this possible? In my goal to understand the truth in all things, I have come up short. The quest for truth through Religion seems immeasurably long and possibly unending. Universe, does this sound familiar to you? Even contemplating your vast, infinite nature seems futile. Since your secrets are limitless, how could we ever come to know them all? You seem to have commonalities with God, so I come to you with my questions.

Should we continue our search outward, through religion and science, for the answer to our most basic question? Maybe the only truth we can ever truly understand is our own. By searching inward, is it possible to find the answers we seek?

You know, I think just by asking you this question, I have the answer I need. So take your time in responding.

What Is The Meaning oF LiFe?

2009-04-17T00:17:00.001-07:00

The Meaning Of Life Is A Life Of Meaning, But....

Dear God,

I have a recurring dream, where I’m lying on my back on the grass, looking at a starry night sky. it is very peaceful, and then I hear a voice. then for a moment, I understand the meaning of life and why I am here. Then i wake up. Once I wake up, I forget the meaning of life. This is such an accurate reflection of my life. I am living in an illusion, and just as I see the meaning, it disappears. I cant take this anymore. The meaning of life is a life of meaning, but what is the meaning? Please help me.

I Am So Tired Of Wanting To Be Different Than I Am

2009-04-17T00:14:00.000-07:00

Dear God,

I am so tired. Tired of failing. Tired of trying. Tired of wanting to be different than I am. Why am I an addict? Why do I consistently seek to numb myself, to eradicate any pain, real or imagined? Why do I seem to demand a life that is free of pain? Help me to embrace life as it is, even when it hurts. Even when it’s scary as hell. Even when there’s a damn good chance that I will fail . . . again. People tell me that you love me just as I am. If that’s so, then why is it so damn hard for me to trust You? Why do I insist on living as if You don’t exist or at least matter? Help me God. I need rest. I need peace. I don’t know how much longer I can do this!!!!

I Will Keep On Trying My Best However Down And Suicidal I Might Be

2009-04-17T00:11:00.000-07:00

Dear God,
Thank you for inspiring the people behind dear-god with dear-god.. I was feeling down and decided to post a miserable prayer but then I took a peek at the first few posts on dear-god and I changed my mind. I thought I was miserable! There are a hell of a lot more miseries in this world, which makes my misery sound like a whining, ungrateful complaint. Dear Allah, I will not lose hope, and will keep on trying my best however down and suicidal I might be.. My intentions are good, and I never meant anything bad to others, so please Allah, I hope in the end the results will be good too. Please Allah, lead me to the best path..

I Promise To Learn From My Mistakes, Mistakes That Made Me Lose Her

2009-04-17T00:09:00.001-07:00

Dear God,
Suddenly I begin to feel her near me, but it hurts to see thats she’s really so far away, more each day. I need to say somethings to her, I need to kiss her again, I need her in my arms once more, I need to see her face when I’m lying next to her I’m afraid of never seeing her again. I want to hear Nick Cave’s “Into my Arms” without crying. Please lead her way with your guiding light right into the happines path, and help me to forget her…or bring her back, I promise to do my best and to learn from my mistakes, mistakes that made me lose her. I know she hasn’t forget me yet so send an angel to whisper in her ear each night that I love her and that I want her to be happy…even if it’s not with me. Sorry about my english but you are god so I know that you will understand my prayer.

Help Me GoD!!!!

2009-04-16T23:54:00.000-07:00

The story tells about a mountain climber who wanted to climb the highest mountain. He begun his adventure after many years of preparation but since he wanted the glory just for himself only he decided to clime mountain alone. The night fell heavy in the height of the mountain, and the man could not see anything. All was black. Zero visibility and the moon and the stars were covered by cloud. As he was climbing, only a few feet away from the top of the mountain, he slipped and fell in to the air, falling at the great speed. The climber could only see saw black spot as he went down, and the terrible sensation of being sucked by gravity. He kept falling……and in those moments of great fear, it came to his mind all the good and bad episodes of his life. He was thinking now about how close death was getting, when all of a sudden he felt the rope tide to his waist pull him very hard. His body was hanging in the air….Only rope was holding him, and in that moment of stillness he had no other choice but to scream: HELP ME GOD!!! All of a sudden a deep voice coming from the sky answered -WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO? - Save me GOD. -DO YOU REALLY THINK I CAN SAVE YOU - Of course I believe you can. - THEN CUT THE ROPE TIDE TO YOUR WAIST.

There was a moment of silence; and the man decided to hold on to the rope with all his strength. The rescue team tells that the next day a climber was found dead and frozen…… his body hanging from a rope. His hand holding tight to it….. ONLY 10 FEET AWAY FROM THE GROUND………… And you? How attached are you to your rope? Will you let it go?
"Don’t ever doubt the thing from GOD. You never should say that HE has forgotten or abandoned you. Don’t ever think that HE does not take care of you. Remember that HE is always holding you with HE is always holding you with his right hand. If this message was blessing to you, share it with the ones you love. "

!! LoVe gOd !!!

KAMADA EKADASHI!!...

2009-04-16T23:51:00.000-07:00

~~Kamada Ekadasi from the Varaha Purana.~~

Sri Suta Goswami said, "Oh sages, let me offer my humble and respectful obeisances unto the Supreme Lord Hari, Bhagavan Sri Krishna, the son of Devaki and Vasudeva, by whose mercy I can describe the fast day that removes all kinds of sins. It was to the devoted Yudhisthira that Lord Krishna glorified the twenty-four primary Ekadasis, which destroy sin, and now I shall recount one of those narrations to you. Great-learned sages have selected these twenty-four narrations from the eighteen Puranas, for they are truly sublime.

"Yudhishthira Maharaja said, 'Oh Lord Krishna, Oh Vasudeva, please accept my humble obeisances. Please describe to me the Ekadasi that occurs during the light part of the month of Chaitra [March-April]. What is its name, and what are its glories?'

"Lord Sri Krishna replied, 'Oh Yudhishthira, please listen to Me attentively as I relate the ancient history of this sacred Ekadasi, a history Vasishtha Muni once related to King Dilipa, the great-grandfather of Lord Ramachandra.

"'King Dilipa asked the great sage Vasishtha, "Oh wise brahmana, I wish to hear about the Ekadasi that comes during the light part of the month of Chaitra. Please describe it to me."

"'Vasishtha Muni replied, "Oh king, your inquiry is glories. Gladly shall I tell you what you wish to know. The Ekadasi that occurs during the light fortnight of Chaitra is named Kamada Ekadasi. It consumes all sins, as a forest fire consumes a supply of dry firewood. It is very purifying, and it bestows the highest merit upon one who faithfully observes it. Oh king, now hear an ancient history which is so meritorious that it removes all one's sins simply by being heard.

"'"Once, long ago, there existed a city-state named Ratnapura, which was decorated with gold and jewels and in which sharp-fanged snakes would enjoy intoxication. King Pundarika was the ruler of this most beautiful kingdom, which numbered many Gandharvas, Kinnaras, and ApsarAs among its citizens.

"'"Among the Gandharvas were Lalita and his wife Lalita, who was an especially lovely dancer. These two were intensely attracted to each other, and their home was full of great wealth and fine food. LalitA loved her husband dearly, and likewise he constantly thought of her within his heart.

"'"Once, at the court of King Pundarika, many Gandharvas were dancing and Lalita was singing alone, without his wife. He could not help thinking about her as he sang, and because of this distraction he lost track of the song's meter and melody. Indeed, Lalita sang the ending of his song improperly, and one of the envious snakes who was in attendance at the king's court complained to the king that Lalita was absorbed in thinking of his wife instead of his sovereign. the king became furious upon hearing this, and his eyes turned crimson with rage. Suddenly he shouted, 'Oh foolish knave, because you were lustfully thinking of a woman instead of reverently thinking of your king as you performed your court duties, I curse you to at once become a cannibal!'

"'"Oh king, Lalita immediately became a fearful cannibal, a great man-eating demon whose appearance terrified everyone. His arms were eight miles long, his mouth was as big as a huge cave, his eyes were as awesome as the sun and moon, his nostrils resembled enormous pits in the earth, his neck was a veritable mountain, his hips were four miles wide, and his gigantic body stood a full sixty-four miles high. Thus poor Lalita, the loving Gandharva singer, had to suffer the reaction of his offense against King Pundarika. "'"Seeing her husband suffering as a horrible cannibal, LalitA became overwhelmed with grief. She thought, 'Now that my dear husband is suffering the effects of the kings' curse, what is to be my lot? What should I do? Where should I go?' In this way LalitA grieved day and night. Instead of enjoying life as a Gandharvas wife, she had to wander everywhere in the thick jungle with her monstrous husband, who had fallen completely under the spell of the king's curse and was wholly engaged in terrible sinful activities. He wandered fitfully across forbidding region, a once-beautiful Gandharva now reduced to the ghastly behaviour of a man-eater. Utterly distraught to see her dear husband suffer so much in his dreadful condition, LalitA began to cry as she followed his mad journeying.

"'"By good fortune, however, LalitA came upon the sage Shringi one day. He was sitting on the peak of the famous VindhyAchala Hill. Approaching him, she immediately offered the ascetic her respectful obeisances. The sage noticed her bowing down before him and said, 'Oh most beautiful one, who are you? Whose daughter are you, and why have you come here? Please tell me everything in truth.'

"'"LalitA replied, 'Oh great age, I am the daughter of the great Gandharva ViradhanvA, and my name is LalitA. I roam the forests and plains with my dear husband, whom King Pundarika has cursed to become a man-eating demon. Oh brAhmana, I am greatly aggrieved to see his ferocious form and terribly sinful activities. Oh master, please tell me how I can perform some act of atonement on behalf of my husband. What pious act can I perform to free him from this demonic form, Oh best of brAhmanas?'

“ ‘The sage replied, 'Oh heavenly maiden, there is an Ekadasi named Kamada that occurs in the light fortnight of the month of Chaitra. It is coming up soon. Whoever fasts on this day has all his desires fulfilled. If you observe this Ekadasi fast according to its rules and regulations and give the merit you thus earn to your husband, he will be freed from the curse at once.' LalitA was overjoyed to hear these words from the sage.

"'"Lalita faithfully observed the fast of Kamada Ekadasi according to the instructions of the sage Shringi, and on DvAdasi she appeared before him and the Deity of Lord VAsudeva and said, 'I have faithfully observed the fast of Kamada Ekadasi. By the merit earned through my observance of this fast, let my husband be free from the curse that has turned him into a demoniac cannibal. May the merit I have gained thus free him from misery.'

"'"As soon as LalitA finished speaking, her husband, who stood nearby, was at once freed from the king's curse. He immediately regained his original form as the Gandharva Lalita, a handsome heavenly singer adorned with many beautiful ornaments. Now, with his wife LalitA, he could enjoy even more opulence than before. All this was accomplished by the power and glory of Kamada Ekadasi. At last the Gandharva couple boarded a celestial airplane and ascended to heaven."'

"Lord Sri Krishna continued, 'Oh Yudhishthira, best of kings, anyone who hears this wonderful narration should certainly observe holy Kamada Ekadasi to the best of his ability, such great merit does it bestow upon the faithful devotee. I have therefore described its glories to you for the benefit of all humanity.

There is no better Ekadasi than Kamada Ekadasi. It can eradicate even the sin of killing a brAhmana, and it also nullifies demoniac curses and cleanses the consciousness. In all the three worlds, among movable and immovable living entities, there is no better day'"

Hare Krishna Hare Krishna,
Krishna Krishna Hare Hare!!!