Saturday, 25 December 2010
Friday, 24 December 2010
Friday, 17 December 2010
Tuesday, 14 December 2010
Saturday, 11 December 2010
Friday, 10 December 2010
Thursday, 9 December 2010
The butterfly represents flame in the symbolism of this culture. Often pictured with the signs for water, it becomes clear that the “vision of Earth as a paradise is based on the dynamic harmony between water and fire.”
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Symbology
Tuesday, 7 December 2010
Monday, 6 December 2010
Kurzarbeit (German for "short-work") is a short-term, recession-related program operating in several European countries in which companies have entered into an agreement to avoid laying-off any of their employees by instead reducing the working hours of all or most of their employees, with the government making up some of the employees' lost income. If an employee agrees to undergo training programs during his or her extra time off, they can often maintain their former income.
Labels:
definition,
economy,
german
Saturday, 4 December 2010
Friday, 3 December 2010
Thursday, 2 December 2010
Wednesday, 1 December 2010
Monday, 29 November 2010
Sunday, 28 November 2010
Wednesday, 24 November 2010
Monday, 22 November 2010
Triangular Design Manifesto, by Conceptual Devices:
00_ Design should not be based on formal principles – but always on an idea of society.
01_ Designed forms represent possible social orders and a lot of their contradictions.
02_ Design is everything. Anything could be designed. Everyone is a designer.
03_ Design allows social innovations. Often it is not made by designers.
04_ Design has not scale. It could be small and have great impact.
05_ Design is not an innocent practice. Designers are wicked.
06_ Design should engage people and interact with them.
07_ Design is an interdisciplinary applied science.
08_ Design produces visual consciousness.
09_ Design is a triangular manifesto.
10_ Design makes you smile.
11_ This is the top.
12_ Enjoy
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design
Sunday, 21 November 2010
As the light changed from red to green to yellow and back to red
again, I sat there thinking about life. Was it nothing more than a
bunch of honking and yelling? Sometimes it seemed that way.
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deep thoughts by jack handey
Saturday, 20 November 2010
Friday, 19 November 2010
Tuesday, 16 November 2010
Monday, 15 November 2010
Sometimes when two talented people fall in love and create offspring, something like this happens:
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Children,
confidence,
willow smith
Talking XX
And then a scholar said, "Speak of Talking."
And he answered, saying:
You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts;
And when you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your heart you live in your lips, and sound is a diversion and a pastime.
And in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered.
For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words many indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly.
There are those among you who seek the talkative through fear of being alone.
The silence of aloneness reveals to their eyes their naked selves and they would escape.
And there are those who talk, and without knowledge or forethought reveal a truth which they themselves do not understand.
And there are those who have the truth within them, but they tell it not in words.
In the bosom of such as these the spirit dwells in rhythmic silence.
When you meet your friend on the roadside or in the market place, let the spirit in you move your lips and direct your tongue.
Let the voice within your voice speak to the ear of his ear;
For his soul will keep the truth of your heart as the taste of the wine is remembered
When the color is forgotten and the vessel is no more.
And he answered, saying:
You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts;
And when you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your heart you live in your lips, and sound is a diversion and a pastime.
And in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered.
For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words many indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly.
There are those among you who seek the talkative through fear of being alone.
The silence of aloneness reveals to their eyes their naked selves and they would escape.
And there are those who talk, and without knowledge or forethought reveal a truth which they themselves do not understand.
And there are those who have the truth within them, but they tell it not in words.
In the bosom of such as these the spirit dwells in rhythmic silence.
When you meet your friend on the roadside or in the market place, let the spirit in you move your lips and direct your tongue.
Let the voice within your voice speak to the ear of his ear;
For his soul will keep the truth of your heart as the taste of the wine is remembered
When the color is forgotten and the vessel is no more.
Labels:
feelings,
khalil gibran,
pantomiming,
sound,
truth
Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother.
Labels:
khalil gibran,
quotations
Sunday, 14 November 2010
Saturday, 13 November 2010
Friday, 12 November 2010
Monday, 8 November 2010
Thursday, 4 November 2010
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