<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821</id><updated>2011-09-22T10:38:37.784-07:00</updated><category term='contest'/><category term='mind'/><category term='unique'/><category term='haiti'/><category term='inspirational'/><category term='prayers'/><category term='Madness'/><category term='Inevitable'/><category term='Great Event'/><category term='Archetypes'/><category term='for reflection'/><category term='true meaning of christmas'/><category term='bizarre'/><category term='hell'/><category term='war and peace'/><category term='arrogance'/><category term='Cause and Reason'/><category term='mysteries'/><category term='healing art'/><category term='faces of Adam'/><category term='Love'/><category term='awards'/><category term='diseases of soul'/><category term='Rainbow'/><category term='wisest personage world'/><category term='Imagination'/><category term='enigmas'/><category term='The Witness'/><category term='Shadow'/><category term='riddles'/><category term='solidarity'/><category term='masks'/><category term='confusion'/><category term='healing quotes'/><title type='text'>BIZARRE. WRITINGS. ART. INSPIRATION.UNIQUE</title><subtitle type='html'>We often need to be free of prejudices in order to be able to see the reality, which is seen by going beyond our own limits</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-3751732511318215926</id><published>2011-06-19T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T07:22:21.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Witness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inevitable'/><title type='text'>I am the Witness of the Inevitable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ExeGLlWrT9U/Tf4FwkW3wLI/AAAAAAAACKo/Qj8z0JGFJiw/s1600/24-W-Aiki-58-480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ExeGLlWrT9U/Tf4FwkW3wLI/AAAAAAAACKo/Qj8z0JGFJiw/s320/24-W-Aiki-58-480.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the witness of what is inevitable. I am constant, faithful and assiduous. I am the one in charge. I am the culprit. The all and the nothing live in me. I support, contain everything. I count everything. I catch everything. My name: Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Art and Writings to Nourish Your Soul by Oscar Basurto Carbonell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Use this Art for Instant Meditation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stores.ebay.com/Art-and-Movement/Use-this-Art-for-Instant-Meditation.html"&gt;http://stores.ebay.com/Art-and-Movement/Use-this-Art-for-Instant-Meditation.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments Received&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stores.ebay.com/Art-and-Movement/View-Comments-Received.html"&gt;http://stores.ebay.com/Art-and-Movement/View-Comments-Received.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links Inspirational Blogs English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mystichealingart.com/Links_Blogs_English.htm"&gt;http://mystichealingart.com/Links_Blogs_English.htm&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links Inspirational Blogs Spanish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mystichealingart.com/Links_Blogs_Espanol.htm"&gt;http://mystichealingart.com/Links_Blogs_Espanol.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-3751732511318215926?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/3751732511318215926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-witness-of-inevitable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/3751732511318215926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/3751732511318215926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-witness-of-inevitable.html' title='I am the Witness of the Inevitable'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ExeGLlWrT9U/Tf4FwkW3wLI/AAAAAAAACKo/Qj8z0JGFJiw/s72-c/24-W-Aiki-58-480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-2607952986788404561</id><published>2011-01-13T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T16:34:19.432-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainbow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>The Light will be more Resplendent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TS-YOAzaFQI/AAAAAAAACEA/vrwyKtm9b6A/s1600/223-T-K-315x640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="120" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TS-YOAzaFQI/AAAAAAAACEA/vrwyKtm9b6A/s320/223-T-K-315x640.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few things in life are complete. Yesterday, it was raining and raining, to the point, that it seemed that the world would drown. And when the rain was more intense, a rainbow was formed in the horizon, and told me:&lt;br /&gt;"Very soon the sky will clear and the light will be more resplendent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Art and Teachings to Nourish Your Soul, based on the works of Oscar Basurto Carbonell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Request the Inspirational Writings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://freeinspirationalthoughtsrequested.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://freeinspirationalthoughtsrequested.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healing Art Blogspost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://healing-art.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://healing-art.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiritual Healing Requests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spiritual-healing-requests.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://spiritual-healing-requests.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspirational Art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://inspirational-art.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://inspirational-art.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-2607952986788404561?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/2607952986788404561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2011/01/light-will-be-more-resplendent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/2607952986788404561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/2607952986788404561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2011/01/light-will-be-more-resplendent.html' title='The Light will be more Resplendent'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TS-YOAzaFQI/AAAAAAAACEA/vrwyKtm9b6A/s72-c/223-T-K-315x640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-2134419211685510101</id><published>2010-12-25T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T19:36:55.533-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>Special Notice. A Great Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TRa3tGce4bI/AAAAAAAACDs/dp7sLdjYVeo/s1600/114-R-b-61x480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TRa3tGce4bI/AAAAAAAACDs/dp7sLdjYVeo/s320/114-R-b-61x480.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Time is moving on, are you prepared? Are we prepared? &lt;/div&gt;Many changes are coming very fast, in reality, no time will be left soon. &lt;br /&gt;The whole humanity will be changed, you'll never be the same. The world will never be the same. &lt;br /&gt;Your heart, your mind, your self will be transformed. &lt;br /&gt;I ask again, are you prepared? The change is already in process, a big success is in process. &lt;br /&gt;The earth has to change, even heaven has to change. &lt;br /&gt;When this time comes, the whole life will be shown in a unique way. And there is a reason, and there is a truth, which is superior to every reason, to every truth, to every happening. &lt;br /&gt;Do you want to know the secret of the mystery of the big change? &lt;br /&gt;Actually, you'll be in love,humanity will be in love. &lt;br /&gt;Because Jesus is the glory. Christmas will be present. &lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas! Be in love with life, with the universe, with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Author and Artist: Oscar Basurto Carbonell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:yourhealingart@aol.com"&gt;yourhealingart@aol.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Index of Inspirational Blogs in English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mystichealingart.com/Links_Blogs_English.htm"&gt;http://mystichealingart.com/Links_Blogs_English.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healing Quotes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mystichealingart.com/Healing_Space_New_3.htm"&gt;http://mystichealingart.com/Healing_Space_New_3.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiritual Healing and Spiritual Guidance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mystichealingart.com/Distant_spiritual_healing_faq.htm"&gt;http://mystichealingart.com/Distant_spiritual_healing_faq.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-2134419211685510101?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/2134419211685510101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/12/special-notice-great-event.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/2134419211685510101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/2134419211685510101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/12/special-notice-great-event.html' title='Special Notice. A Great Event'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TRa3tGce4bI/AAAAAAAACDs/dp7sLdjYVeo/s72-c/114-R-b-61x480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-8733102471042210465</id><published>2010-11-15T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T18:21:53.905-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisest personage world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>The Wisest Personage in the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TOHp-tR4tkI/AAAAAAAAB_k/-EeLRzXBpL0/s1600/3-N-u-3-1-x480-flash.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TOHp-tR4tkI/AAAAAAAAB_k/-EeLRzXBpL0/s320/3-N-u-3-1-x480-flash.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The most spectacular contest was organized in the town of the geniuses, the awards were extraordinary, fabulous, incredible. It was necessary to find the most brilliant personage . The invitations were sent and everybody was answering and of every region, country, were coming the main exponents, wise, erudite, great speakers; they all were incredibly qualified. It would be very difficult to find the most brilliant one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They were giving a minute time to expose their topics. And mathematicians, physicist, astronauts, scientists, etc were presenting themselves. They were speaking about quantum mathematics, about philosophy, the seventh dimension, theorems. There were so many wise men together that they declared the day of ignorance, in other parts of the world, because they had remained without wise persons to whom to consult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contest was marvelous, needless to say that there were cameras of television and radio stations. Every group had taken several followers; imagine the national pride of been selected as the wisest one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time of closing the contest, there had presented themselves, two million seven hundred fifty two thousand; it was most interesting that the presentation was done by the persons who thought that their personage would be the winner. It was a multimillion and well organized event, with fairs of meals, dances, and they were present several presidents, kings and queens from different parts of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it has been agreed that the person who was chosen would give to the whole humanity his/her advice and the whole humanity had agreed to follow that advice. That was the reason that this contest was very important, there were departments giving advice on nutrition, beauty, living, etc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were about ten thousand persons who would present a personage. The contest was coming to its final stage but something happened. The wise man who was presented by his group the night before, exceeded himself and got drunk, fell asleep and could not be presented. The group then, said: " What can we do" 'We have to be there, so no matter the state that he is in, we will take him." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they took him sleeping and they put tapes on his eyes to open them, then they found a ventriloquist to be at his side and help him and since he was an old person, it applied. They made the ventriloquist study a few words and the group thought that with so many people and so much noise, they might not notice. His turn came and when he reached the center of the stage, one of the tapes fell from his eye, then he only had one eye open, so his look was strange. And he was supposed to start speaking for one minute, giving his advice. The ventriloquist was ready to begin to speak, but before, he looked at the cameras of television and the lights and it was overwhelming, he went mute, became very nervous and his throat dried but since they had paid him for the occasion, he tried to improvise, he put his hand to the back of the man who was sleeping just as if he was a dummy, but that made the man to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's remember that many days had passed in this contest, people were stressed out and tired. Well, the ventriloquist was very nervous and even more now that the personage had open his eyes and was almost to the point of falling to the floor, and when he moved his hand what happened was that he tickled the wise man and erudite, who could not hold his laugh and he laughed for one minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what happens when a person laughs for a minute in front of a stressed out public? Well, when they saw this personage to laugh and laugh, they were very surprised and made a full silence but after, just as if they were robots, they lost it and that public, that chain of television, those personages, those scientist did not stop laughing for approximately twenty five minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the morning papers were saying: " Ladies and gentlemen, there is a winner, and he has given his advice, which is to laugh a lot, at least once a day." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that town found the wisest personage of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Author and Artist: Oscar Basurto Carbonell&lt;br /&gt;To better serve you, we have created a home for all of Mr. Basurto's online content: inspirational writings, teachings, healing art, instant meditation online, blogs, quizzes, information about his books, and more can be found at &lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;This website is a work in progress,and we invite you to visit and see what we are doing. When you do,&lt;br /&gt;contact us, give us your opinion and you will get a 10 percent discount to most of our online stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mystichealingart.com/Index_Stores.htm"&gt;http://mystichealingart.com/Index_Stores.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contact: yourhealingart@aol.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-8733102471042210465?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/8733102471042210465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/11/wisest-personage-in-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/8733102471042210465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/8733102471042210465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/11/wisest-personage-in-world.html' title='The Wisest Personage in the World'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TOHp-tR4tkI/AAAAAAAAB_k/-EeLRzXBpL0/s72-c/3-N-u-3-1-x480-flash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-66403238233477975</id><published>2010-10-03T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T17:14:56.054-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shadow'/><title type='text'>My Shadow and Your Shadow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TKkYMHaMFyI/AAAAAAAAB8o/d3s6H5J5vzY/s1600/32-U-M-68x640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="120" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TKkYMHaMFyI/AAAAAAAAB8o/d3s6H5J5vzY/s320/32-U-M-68x640.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The shadow that you criticize so much in me, that makes you feel irritated and violent. That shadow that you don't understand that you passionately repel. That shadow that produces separation bringing distance and pain. That shadow that you called unbearable. That shadow is not my shadow, but you see it on me because instead of facing me, you give me your back.&lt;br /&gt;That despicable shadow is not my shadow, but your shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Author/Artist: Oscar Basurto Carbonell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;email: yourhealingart@aol.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspirational Puzzles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/Puzzles_A_1.htm"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/Puzzles_A_1.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiritual Questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/spiritual__questions.htm"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/spiritual__questions.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zen Art. For Inspiration and Abundant Positive Energy&lt;br /&gt;Zen Art Gallery welcomes you and invites you to see its fine Art Collection.&lt;br /&gt;The Gallery is conveniently located in the Bird Art District in Miami, Florida and is shown by appointment only.Request your appointment by email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:zen.artgallery@yahoo.com"&gt;zen.artgallery@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or by phone 786 353 2951&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebay Gallery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stores.ebay.com/Art-and-Movement"&gt;http://stores.ebay.com/Art-and-Movement&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meditation Rooms for Instant Meditation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/meditation_online.htm"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/meditation_online.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-66403238233477975?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/66403238233477975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-shadow-and-your-shadow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/66403238233477975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/66403238233477975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-shadow-and-your-shadow.html' title='My Shadow and Your Shadow'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TKkYMHaMFyI/AAAAAAAAB8o/d3s6H5J5vzY/s72-c/32-U-M-68x640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-1001439350905393768</id><published>2010-09-10T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T16:55:12.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Witness'/><title type='text'>The Witness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TIrEpc4DMlI/AAAAAAAAB4k/gJ_uiQHsw4o/s1600/27Y-Intuicion-30-480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TIrEpc4DMlI/AAAAAAAAB4k/gJ_uiQHsw4o/s320/27Y-Intuicion-30-480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am the witness of what is inevitable. I am constant, faithful and assiduous. I am the one in charge. I am the culprit. The all and the nothing live in me. I support, contain everything. I count everything. I catch everything. My name:&amp;nbsp; Time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author and Artist: Oscar Basurto Carbonell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zen Art. For Inspiration and Abundant Positive Energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zen Art Gallery welcomes you and invites you to see its fine Art Collection.&lt;br /&gt;The Gallery is conveniently located in the Bird Art District in Miami, Florida and is shown by appointment only.&lt;br /&gt;Request your appointment by email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:zen.artgallery@yahoo.com"&gt;zen.artgallery@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or by phone 786 353 2951&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-1001439350905393768?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/1001439350905393768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/09/witness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/1001439350905393768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/1001439350905393768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/09/witness.html' title='The Witness'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TIrEpc4DMlI/AAAAAAAAB4k/gJ_uiQHsw4o/s72-c/27Y-Intuicion-30-480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-5238737886912434572</id><published>2010-07-23T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T16:15:00.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imagination'/><title type='text'>I can Change Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TEoh663xO_I/AAAAAAAABw0/eHcz8RdYijU/s1600/32-W-Aiki-66-480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TEoh663xO_I/AAAAAAAABw0/eHcz8RdYijU/s320/32-W-Aiki-66-480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was born a never ending day, with no wings but I can fly. I do not have eyes but I can watch beyond the horizon. I can change everything. I can make the biggest thing, small and the smallest thing, big. I have the power to improve everything, but I cannot remain still, the stillness is not for me. But, do not think that I am that restless, I need to rest sometimes and wake up again. But I do not go away, I stay as the bud of the flower before dawn, waiting for the sun, filling everything to give sense and color to this life that without me, would be like a withered flower. I am fully conscious of all the dreams that you have and have not lived and of the love that you will have and will not have and thanks to me, you will live. I have talents to show, I even can get ahead of time. I am the source of the source, the life of the life, and said in a simple way, I am the largest thing in your whole reality. Who am I ? The Imagination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author and Artist: Oscar Basurto Carbonell&lt;br /&gt;visit the best inspirational site of the net&lt;br /&gt;presenting lots of Free Services&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-5238737886912434572?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/5238737886912434572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-can-change-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/5238737886912434572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/5238737886912434572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-can-change-everything.html' title='I can Change Everything'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TEoh663xO_I/AAAAAAAABw0/eHcz8RdYijU/s72-c/32-W-Aiki-66-480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-9014841402607683301</id><published>2010-06-27T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T12:39:41.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for reflection'/><title type='text'>What must Never Die</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TCeoilVT-TI/AAAAAAAABus/TnIS7PeulO0/s1600/287-V-Aiki-26-480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TCeoilVT-TI/AAAAAAAABus/TnIS7PeulO0/s320/287-V-Aiki-26-480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things die and it is sad and pitiful for all but there are things that if they die, they take away everything and even more.&lt;br /&gt;The light of the sun may die and everything will become cold. The flowers may die, the colors, the aromas may disappear, and everything will be gray and dreadful but there is something that must never die.&lt;br /&gt;I may lose my arms, my legs, my life, but there is something that must never die.&lt;br /&gt;I may lose my fantasies, illusions and dreams but there is something that must never die.&lt;br /&gt;What can be more powerful and terrible? Well, it may be difficult to understand but what must never die, is that I stop believing in You, because the day that I stop believing, everything, will also die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author and Artist: Oscar Basurto Carbonell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Videos to watch and to share with your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/VIDEOS.htm"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/VIDEOS.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspirational Products&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/Index_Stores.htm"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/Index_Stores.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subscribe to the Newsletter and the Daily Healing Touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/Newsletter.htm"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/Newsletter.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-9014841402607683301?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/9014841402607683301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-must-never-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/9014841402607683301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/9014841402607683301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-must-never-die.html' title='What must Never Die'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/TCeoilVT-TI/AAAAAAAABus/TnIS7PeulO0/s72-c/287-V-Aiki-26-480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-7778619954314497694</id><published>2010-03-16T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T18:16:18.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Archetypes'/><title type='text'>The Macabre Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/IMAGES_102_168/123-S.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="120" src="http://www.mystichealingart.com/IMAGES_102_168/123-S.jpg" vt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You are near, so near that you are inside me. But I don't see you, I don't know you. You do know me - too much maybe- because you have invaded all the spaces and I can hardly move. You have one thousand faces and I have only one. You enter and leave. You talk, express, laugh, cry, define and commit yourself. And I wonder what to do because you have extended your kingdom and dominion. And I follow your dance. Sometimes, you raise me to heaven and other times you take me to hell and in there you condemn me one thousand times, you punish, put pressure, undress me even removing my skin. You perforate my bones and make me bleed. You feed on my whole being. Who has given you that power ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has offered you my being ? Why do you take all ? I now know who you are. You are a mixture of light and shadow. You are the opposite and you are the indifference, all of them or each one of them. You are king, miser, free, slave, wise man, intelligent, pure, worthy. And you are also completely mad, corrupted, unbalanced. But you are a law, a chain, destiny, macabre dance. Where is my freedom ? Since you not only live in the reality but in the fantasies and dreams. Who is who ? Who is real? The answer to all these mysteries and processes which seem so controlling and sinister is the archetype. And who is he or them ?&lt;br /&gt;What are their names ? Where do they live ? How are they ? Where do they come from ? What are their objectives ? What objective do I have ? Since I no longer know who I am, who they are or maybe are they me ? The archetypes are the structures of the mind. The maps, avenues, inner forces which act and interact in the thinking and living processes. The pieces of the puzzle, which is the human mind. They feed, nourish and develop on our weaknesses. They subdue us to their caprice, to their compulsive need of being. &lt;br /&gt;The archetypes are nothing less than ourselves in the process to mature and to be. Man is as a luxuriant, eternal tree with many branches, leaves, flowers, fruits. And the archetypes live, flow and express in them.&lt;br /&gt;The archetypes are the reality of the dreams. The silence turned into shout. And the shout expressed even beyond itself. Because it was born from the thirst to be and that is the reason that demands the whole life. The archetype is the origin of the child who has processed the information of life, who has received happy dreams or sad nightmares from the world. It is the child who received the hug, the affection and the child who received scorn and mistreat.&lt;br /&gt;It is the child who loves and has faith. It is the child who is full of doubts. The archetype is you, is me, is everything that exists and also is everything that does not exist.&lt;br /&gt;Because life is not only life now but life will be seen through the innocent eyes of the child who has lived without knowing the source of Love and hatred.&lt;br /&gt;The source of being and not being. The archetype is the superior man and also is the basic, primitive, angry, violent animal. It is the drifting ship. The real equilibrium. Who is true and who is a lie ? Is life a journey, an adventure, a pre-designed destiny, an universe to discover ? Is it the stone in the path or the step to climb ? The most important achievement is to conquer ourselves. The archetype is a teacher of light or a lasting journey to darkness. By looking inside, we can know the mysteries of man and the treasures of the inner child. These paths are the shared destiny of man and the universe. These are the archetypes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-7778619954314497694?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/7778619954314497694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/03/macabre-dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/7778619954314497694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/7778619954314497694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/03/macabre-dance.html' title='The Macabre Dance'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-1694163818954332935</id><published>2010-03-06T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T12:19:08.921-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cause and Reason'/><title type='text'>The Cause and the Reason but not the Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/S5K4MK5r_yI/AAAAAAAABjQ/mm-ATjyVUiQ/s1600-h/8Y-Intuicion-8-480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/S5K4MK5r_yI/AAAAAAAABjQ/mm-ATjyVUiQ/s320/8Y-Intuicion-8-480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There are times when man seems to be guided by the stars. Nevertheless, there are other times than seem to lead him to pain and misfortune. Is this a punishment ? Is this destiny ? Or is this what we commonly call luck ? Spiritual science says that man has an inner force of an active inner will in himself and for himself. In other words, man has a creative interaction, which he forms and gets affected by. An example is " self esteem. " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He appreciates himself and that appreciation affects what he thinks about himself. The force of his thought allows -in a certain way- that he can condition the events so that his own life can be conducted in the expression of cause and effect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Therefore , there is neither such destiny, nor such luck . This clearly indicates that there is a proposal of life that becomes our own feelings and thoughts . As we think and as we feel , we recreate the next moment to live . But this does not mean that man has the absolute power since man is not the only one in the universe . Each one of his actions has an answer in the universe . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is the interaction of both , which has the result of what we call : " Destiny " or " Luck ". But man is the one who forges his path . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To think that the events come from nowhere is to forget the force of the thought , the inner reason of the spirit of man .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is better to understand that a communion of reasons and functions exist , which have to do with our own convictions , with what we have solved or have not been able to solve .Then , there is no such luck , nor such destiny , since is the product of our own to do or not to do . Actions will always bring consequences and these consequences depend on the heart of man and his relationship with the universe , since they have a reason and purpose . To think about luck would be not to know the purpose of the Love of God towards all men . There is no chance but there is always a consequence found in the principle of a cause , and thus until arriving to the spiritual awakening , when man is capable of surrendering his will to the Creator and when this happens , the harmony and balance will always be perfect .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Author and Artist: Oscar Basurto Carbonell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-1694163818954332935?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/1694163818954332935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/03/cause-and-reason-but-not-luck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/1694163818954332935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/1694163818954332935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/03/cause-and-reason-but-not-luck.html' title='The Cause and the Reason but not the Luck'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/S5K4MK5r_yI/AAAAAAAABjQ/mm-ATjyVUiQ/s72-c/8Y-Intuicion-8-480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-3835199680919355149</id><published>2010-02-07T15:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T15:47:50.155-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madness'/><title type='text'>Diseases of the Soul: Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/S29Q5DNwQ6I/AAAAAAAABgg/QjrOp4gkv3w/s1600-h/20-R-a-9-new-bizarrox480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="138" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/S29Q5DNwQ6I/AAAAAAAABgg/QjrOp4gkv3w/s200/20-R-a-9-new-bizarrox480.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen that high mountain that seems to touch the sun? Have you seen that star that seems so far away that its distance would easily duplicate eternity? Have you seen the rough sea, the thunder that seems to explode the ears and the desert where nothing grows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the ground is fertile beyond and the fields give milk and honey.&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen and heard a child to cry and then to laugh instantly? All these things may seem incredible but they all are natural part of the scenery of the great process of living. But I am going to tell you something that might has happened or will happen to you. There is a moment where laughing seems like crying, when the morning light is covered with shadows, when winter gives me warmth, when that far star comes down to the ground and talks to me very softly, saying things that I would not dare to repeat. And some other times, the desert is filled with water and the water in front of me seems to dry and I can see the fish suffocate not in the sea but in the emptiness. And when I look at the eyes looking at me, I don’t know anymore who is looking to whom. And I continue but my strength weakens and it becomes a great battle where nobody lives.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I begin walking on top of an infinite lake of blood, made out of hate, rancor, doubt and fear. And after, comes the nothing and embraces, kisses , takes, breaks me in pieces and in that way I return from the nothing and I live again but a useless, individual loss, who does not understand the path to follow.&lt;br /&gt;I am also despised and misunderstood by everybody, even by myself. I am Madness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-3835199680919355149?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/3835199680919355149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/02/diseases-of-soul-madness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/3835199680919355149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/3835199680919355149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/02/diseases-of-soul-madness.html' title='Diseases of the Soul: Madness'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/S29Q5DNwQ6I/AAAAAAAABgg/QjrOp4gkv3w/s72-c/20-R-a-9-new-bizarrox480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-8519699285581804201</id><published>2010-01-17T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T12:07:23.663-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solidarity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayers'/><title type='text'>Haiti, you are in our Prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/S1Ntzpi-hRI/AAAAAAAABfY/zjn0rNaWvaY/s1600-h/13-R-w-7-nuevaGaleria-alternativeartx480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/S1Ntzpi-hRI/AAAAAAAABfY/zjn0rNaWvaY/s320/13-R-w-7-nuevaGaleria-alternativeartx480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us keep our brothers and sisters in Haiti in our thoughts and prayers as they are recovering from the effects of the earthquake that devastated their country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the gift of prayer, other ways in which we can offer assistance is by uniting our efforts with those of various agencies and organizations, which are already providing relief for our suffering brothers and sisters in Haiti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-8519699285581804201?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/8519699285581804201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/01/haiti-you-are-in-our-prayers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/8519699285581804201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/8519699285581804201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2010/01/haiti-you-are-in-our-prayers.html' title='Haiti, you are in our Prayers'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/S1Ntzpi-hRI/AAAAAAAABfY/zjn0rNaWvaY/s72-c/13-R-w-7-nuevaGaleria-alternativeartx480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-9193052894475325663</id><published>2009-12-27T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T17:49:08.090-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faces of Adam'/><title type='text'>The Two Faces of Adam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SzgN-oSINaI/AAAAAAAABZA/YldQjzfQA3I/s1600-h/165-T-K-265x640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SzgN-oSINaI/AAAAAAAABZA/YldQjzfQA3I/s320/165-T-K-265x640.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Adam of this example, is a regular man, who has goals, perspectives, illusions, dreams, hopes. He has lived enough to know the two ends of the same coin. Both are full of passion, desire, fondness, but one of them and only one of them has an absolutely genuine commitment. Then, what is the meaning of falling in love? For one of the ends is a question of skin and attraction; within this form of attraction there are some variables as security, comfort, confidence, friendliness, amenity, sexuality, professionalism or others, extreme categories within the genres of diversion and entertainment. But this vision is practical, utilitarian, selfish and transitory. Because, there is no concept here of home or union in the attraction born of hunger or loneliness or instinct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The romance of the example, lasts for some time but later disappears, gets bored, dies or goes away. This face is not defined, does not commit. Everything seems nice but finally the instability of character corrupts the relationship. It is like a beautiful raincoat of paper, that may hold the wind but under a strong and heavy rain, would disappear. But there is a more delicate situation that results from every experience. The balance can be very destructive and the experience that started as a castle, collapses and turns into a sword. There can be rage, rancor, bitterness which leave the person or persons, confused, demoralized or what is worse, used to this type of experience. And then, what will happen ? That person will be living through a lot of these experiences and his feelings and heart will become cold, calculating and indifferent. Another face of the coin is that the falling in love begins with the tenderness of the soul which makes her to feel attention, care, fondness, understanding and a filial respect which is real, spiritual and certainly material. There is desire, passion but there is a feeling of home and continuity. Wind, rains, fires, losses or profits may come, but they will not be altered or affected. The process of falling in love will grow and develop like a well care plant; that will give flowers, fruits and will last beyond death.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can be imposed in its way, either time, space, poverty, wealth, health, beauty or ugliness.&lt;br /&gt;There is a reason because for something more has been born of the spirit. When the falling in love is real, is like mixing two pure waters into one. While the passing infatuation is like water and oil, which no matter how much they are mixed, they separate. Love is a superior intelligence and spiritual Love is sincere. And the sincerity does not change, does not sell, does not wither but each new day makes a path of happiness out of its life.&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;Author/Artist, Oscar Basurto Carbonell&lt;br /&gt;Mystic Healing Art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiritual Courses. 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There is music, parties, there are many things: Abundance, generosity, sympathy, romance in the air, and so much happiness because the day of Love is celebrated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, read with great attention: All this, this great party, this reunion so significant among family and friends is a mask, in which, we have truly forgotten the meaning of Christmas. We say that "we are together" that we don't need anything else. But that is not true. &lt;br /&gt;Are the humble, the poor, the miserable, the sick, the crazy, the dying, at our table, maybe? Is the enemy at our table? No! &lt;br /&gt;The fantasy of a happy day is at our table, but many millions and millions of persons will not have that day, they will not have even a piece of hard bread. &lt;br /&gt;Christmas has turned into pure business since we have forgotten about Jesus, we have forgotten about forgiveness, about praying, about sacrifice and about one's neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;The spirit of Christmas is the spirit of Jesus made man, who comes to call and guide us to a bigger celebration, the celebration of the ability of sharing with the needed, with the forgotten because Christmas predicts , call us to the spiritual kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;Things have changed too much, throughout time; let's remove the mask of the happiness of a day and let's make of every day, the happiness of compassion, of selfless friendship and genuine love with our fellow men and with all that exist. &lt;br /&gt;Let's celebrate the true spirit; and every day will be a happy Christmas since love will always be born every day, every moment in our heart and in the hearts of all, big or small, free or slaves, healthy or sick. &lt;br /&gt;We wish everybody the only Christmas, the Christmas of the human family, where we all are brothers without discrimination of sex, color, position or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is Christmas and Jesus calls you to Love. This love is not for one day but for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~ &lt;br /&gt;Author and Artist: Oscar Basurto Carbonell &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Mystic Healing Art &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiritual Courses. Online Learning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/seminars_spiritual_courses.htm"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/seminars_spiritual_courses.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas All Year Round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dailychristmas.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://dailychristmas.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Oil Paintings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/Oscar_Basurto_Presentation.htm"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/Oscar_Basurto_Presentation.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-books to download in the Spiritual Path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stores.lulu.com/mystichealingart"&gt;http://stores.lulu.com/mystichealingart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-5334365749481757275?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/5334365749481757275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/12/true-meaning-of-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/5334365749481757275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/5334365749481757275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/12/true-meaning-of-christmas.html' title='The True Meaning of Christmas'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Sy69cF5rA9I/AAAAAAAABYo/dYZvp5I4KTI/s72-c/38-W-Aiki-72-480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-8458375687088086715</id><published>2009-12-12T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T07:59:43.256-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diseases of soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing quotes'/><title type='text'>Diseases of the Soul. The Masks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SyO9hEA5tQI/AAAAAAAABXk/DuF4ArhXa1w/s1600-h/12Y-Intuicion-12-480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SyO9hEA5tQI/AAAAAAAABXk/DuF4ArhXa1w/s320/12Y-Intuicion-12-480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How beautiful are the masks! How charming are their colors and how suitable to the actors! I know the masks very well, about their illusions and also the reasons why I wear them. Since I can become so many things, so many characters. I can dress as nobility, happiness, bitterness. I can give a class about morals, ethics, philosophy and when I turn the corner, I can be the hand of the assassin. I can have a criminal mind or to look at as a rapist. But the greatest thing is how soon I grow and how easy I become enthusiastic; give me any title or position; give me a castle or better a fortress and I will be the greatest authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I will give a speech and I will humbly receive your applause. But, how sinister is my heart! who feels and grows as an overflowing nation. Because I don't have frontiers, for me everything is an stage, a chimera; I can cry, I can laugh, I can say justly the necessary, what you need to listen. You know something? &lt;br /&gt;Don't hide from me, because I am the humanity and the humanity, I am. There are some who are isolated, maybe here, maybe there, but I reign from the beginning of humanity and I walk among ladies and gentlemen, always showing respect, wisdom, while building the intrigue.&lt;br /&gt;I create the occasion and transform from gentleman into thief, from victim into executer. I am the assassin who offers you the rose with a thorn in it and I place without you noticing, the venom of the quinine. I promise you and I don't fulfill, I deceive you one thousand times and I tell you one thousand times that everything will be peace and prosperity. And I say it in books, in stories, in magazines and then, you make me a stamp and you clamor and embellish me. And you make me king or president because there are no differences between you and me. We are the rat and the sewer. We are the lie and the manipulation. The best kept secret. We are a great majority in humanity, we are the living plague, we are the cursed hypocrisy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-8458375687088086715?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/8458375687088086715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/12/diseases-of-soul-masks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/8458375687088086715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/8458375687088086715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/12/diseases-of-soul-masks.html' title='Diseases of the Soul. The Masks'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SyO9hEA5tQI/AAAAAAAABXk/DuF4ArhXa1w/s72-c/12Y-Intuicion-12-480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-128984049355052376</id><published>2009-12-12T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T07:53:42.959-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mysteries'/><title type='text'>The Mysteries of Man. For Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SyO7dkE7MAI/AAAAAAAABXc/E2n03jKOhnQ/s1600-h/10Y-Intuicion-10-480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SyO7dkE7MAI/AAAAAAAABXc/E2n03jKOhnQ/s320/10Y-Intuicion-10-480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was once trying to understand the mysteries of man and while meditating, I found myself in the middle of two cities. It was very late at night and everything was dark. These cities were very different, but somehow they had some resemblance. I wanted to watch what was happening and I saw these two men, each one in a different city. On both places, there was a light on, and these men were working very hard. They were shoemakers and both were saying at the same time: " I want to conquer the other city because no one is worth the effort here " &lt;br /&gt;The funny thing was that both wanted to conquer, not their city, but the city in front of them. A whim of destiny, had separated these men, since they were born together as twin brothers but unfortunately, after losing their parents, they had been separated and given to two different good working families who had raised them and helped them become shoemakers. And by even greater whim of destiny, they both made the same shoe models. &lt;br /&gt;They would come and go from one city to the other, working very hard and doing very well selling their shoe collection. But they always would think to themselves: "No one appreciates my work in this city, but in the other city, they certainly do." &lt;br /&gt;And they did not know that each one of them, was supplying the other city. They had not realized that the shoes being sold in the other city, were similar to the ones sold in their city.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I could understand that man limits himself, thinking that nobody appreciates him. And he also thinks that he must make an extraordinary effort to reach some stability and he does not realize that the greatest peace, tranquility and happiness are found in his own hands. &lt;br /&gt;He looks beyond but in fact everything is always here, not far away.&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;visit the best Inspirational site in the net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-128984049355052376?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/128984049355052376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/12/mysteries-of-man-for-reflection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/128984049355052376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/128984049355052376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/12/mysteries-of-man-for-reflection.html' title='The Mysteries of Man. For Reflection'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SyO7dkE7MAI/AAAAAAAABXc/E2n03jKOhnQ/s72-c/10Y-Intuicion-10-480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-6499646763458768367</id><published>2009-12-09T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T07:47:44.403-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing art'/><title type='text'>The Mystic Healing Art of Mr. Oscar Basurto Carbonell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SwIT1Qp0tRI/AAAAAAAABUc/Vw11nh4C-Rg/s1600/23foto-mrc-35.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SwIT1Qp0tRI/AAAAAAAABUc/Vw11nh4C-Rg/s320/23foto-mrc-35.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Oscar Basurto Carbonell is a well known Spiritual Teacher and Healer, International Lecturer, Poet and Author of innumerable writings related to Self Knowledge, Healing, Art for Good Health, Meditation and Spiritual Science are some of his topics. He is also an accomplished artist with great knowledge of the Ancient Science of Techniques and Designs, of the Sacred Geometry, of the Ancient Symbols and the Healing Energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;His Art Works are energy and poetry in movement that take us to walk on the spiritual paths and to receive energy of life and healing. His art is essence and substance of life. His exquisite Art is named Mystic Healing Art and may be appreciated in this, his main website, where thousands of Art Works are exhibited in the virtual galleries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-6499646763458768367?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/6499646763458768367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/11/mystic-healing-art-of-mr-oscar-basurto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/6499646763458768367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/6499646763458768367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/11/mystic-healing-art-of-mr-oscar-basurto.html' title='The Mystic Healing Art of Mr. Oscar Basurto Carbonell'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SwIT1Qp0tRI/AAAAAAAABUc/Vw11nh4C-Rg/s72-c/23foto-mrc-35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-6459775342154366271</id><published>2009-11-14T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T11:11:56.068-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war and peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>The Last Battle. For Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Sv8AWTUrR4I/AAAAAAAABSE/znJ5aoZiPhY/s1600-h/150-N-x-56x480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Sv8AWTUrR4I/AAAAAAAABSE/znJ5aoZiPhY/s400/150-N-x-56x480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;In that far away&amp;nbsp;world, a flag was raised which was fluttering with the wind, remembering the dead. There was a courageous man by its side bringing the memories of the war in his heart and to his side a large never ending cemetery because nobody else was left alive in that world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;That flag was not the flag of peace but the flag of a supposed peace since it was the flag of war which won the last battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;There was a man by its side who was thinking:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;"What has happened? What did I achieve? I survived but at the same time, I died for all eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-6459775342154366271?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/6459775342154366271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-battle-for-reflection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/6459775342154366271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/6459775342154366271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-battle-for-reflection.html' title='The Last Battle. For Reflection'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Sv8AWTUrR4I/AAAAAAAABSE/znJ5aoZiPhY/s72-c/150-N-x-56x480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-8047067387451438473</id><published>2009-11-07T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T12:17:44.817-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>The kingdom of hell. Do not enter there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SvXVV2Ma_AI/AAAAAAAABO0/Cm3baJKGzXE/s1600-h/204-V-Aiki-3-480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SvXVV2Ma_AI/AAAAAAAABO0/Cm3baJKGzXE/s320/204-V-Aiki-3-480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;We find Satan in his kingdom of hell and since he is always very curious, he wanted to pry more in the hearts of his main guests and went looking for the most despicable who could resemble himself. He then went to the heart of the crazy, of the addict, of the assassin, of the immoral and went through many hearts. Until he entered into the heart of one who seemed not to have a heart and who even startled himself. And Satan said: " This is even worse than me, this is the one who does not have a heart because there is nobody worse than him. He is the ungrateful."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~ &lt;br /&gt;visit the best Inspirational site of the net &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-8047067387451438473?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/8047067387451438473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/11/kingdom-of-hell-do-not-enter-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/8047067387451438473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/8047067387451438473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/11/kingdom-of-hell-do-not-enter-there.html' title='The kingdom of hell. Do not enter there.'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SvXVV2Ma_AI/AAAAAAAABO0/Cm3baJKGzXE/s72-c/204-V-Aiki-3-480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-4276370839196552180</id><published>2009-10-31T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T20:21:40.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>The Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Suz-ZyUUbiI/AAAAAAAABM8/-K3SSOjAxlE/s1600-h/49-U-M-85x640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Suz-ZyUUbiI/AAAAAAAABM8/-K3SSOjAxlE/s400/49-U-M-85x640.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A contest looking for the best smile and the most perfect teeth, was announced in a village. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many persons applied and there were different criteria but all pointed at not only the beauty of the teeth but to the strength. They kept selecting until suddenly, what a great irony ! since one of the competitors had not even one tooth left. &lt;br /&gt;How could he possible win? This was absurd.! The fact was that the person with no teeth was announced as the winner, at the end of the competition. The public complained and said: -This is a trick. This man has no teeth, how can he be the winner?- &lt;br /&gt;And the man replied: - I don't want to compete with anybody. I deserve the award because in contrast to you, my teeth gave it all.-&lt;br /&gt;The public was completely silent after hearing those words. Sometimes, when we give everything, we are left with the nothing. Nevertheless, this nothing is capable of containing the all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~ &lt;br /&gt;visit the best Inspirational site of the net &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;http://www.mystichealingart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-4276370839196552180?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/4276370839196552180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/10/contest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/4276370839196552180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/4276370839196552180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/10/contest.html' title='The Contest'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Suz-ZyUUbiI/AAAAAAAABM8/-K3SSOjAxlE/s72-c/49-U-M-85x640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-4278317393023335892</id><published>2009-09-20T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T18:35:04.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>My Inevitable Destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SrbXRoZ8iaI/AAAAAAAABGE/W79hk1Q-WxY/s1600-h/60AA-B-19-640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SrbYNJ3zOrI/AAAAAAAABGM/gbT-vTf6Pr8/s1600-h/60AA-B-19-640-logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SrbYNJ3zOrI/AAAAAAAABGM/gbT-vTf6Pr8/s320/60AA-B-19-640-logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Since I saw you, since I met you, I cannot do anything but to feel the hold that you have on all and especially on me. I do not know what it is, but you control me in such a way, that I inevitably follow you and to make it worse, I look at you and you tell me many things. There is only one that is important, but in spite of being so important, is a passing thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Then I try to forget you, but I know that I will not be able to, because you are here, there, and everywhere. I cannot ignore you, I cannot escape of you, I am caught; it is an inevitable destiny. Because you are the clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-4278317393023335892?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/4278317393023335892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-inevitable-destiny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/4278317393023335892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/4278317393023335892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-inevitable-destiny.html' title='My Inevitable Destiny'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SrbYNJ3zOrI/AAAAAAAABGM/gbT-vTf6Pr8/s72-c/60AA-B-19-640-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-5783308152777755401</id><published>2009-08-30T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T13:10:40.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mind'/><title type='text'>The Equilibrium between the Mind and the Body</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SprcOyc8SjI/AAAAAAAABCM/w21o5tUowd0/s1600-h/163-M-diferente-8x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375851251839552050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SprcOyc8SjI/AAAAAAAABCM/w21o5tUowd0/s400/163-M-diferente-8x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt; There is sailboat in the sea, that the wind is taking to a deserted island.&lt;br /&gt;There is a sailboat in the sea and in the sailboat there is a captain who is lost but the island will soon find. And he finally found the island, he went down to the shore in search of water and food and when he came back, the tide had taken the sailboat away. There is no sailboat in the beach, it is now sailing and lost without destination. There is a captain in the island who will never be able to sail. Where did the sailboat go?  It got lost in the sea and the captain also got lost in the island in the middle of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;There are occasions where the mind becomes agitated and looks for anything and in the anything that the mind finds, it seems to find some reality but when it turns trying to find itself, it cannot because is has split and will never be able to reach its real destination.&lt;br /&gt;The confusion breaks the equilibrium between the mind and the body. The confusion between the mind and the feeling, often makes them split and what stays is similar to be lost inside a great immensity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;visit the best inspirational site in the net&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;www.mystichealingart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-5783308152777755401?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/5783308152777755401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/08/equilibrium-between-mind-and-body.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/5783308152777755401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/5783308152777755401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/08/equilibrium-between-mind-and-body.html' title='The Equilibrium between the Mind and the Body'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SprcOyc8SjI/AAAAAAAABCM/w21o5tUowd0/s72-c/163-M-diferente-8x480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-3286714831798007051</id><published>2009-08-23T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:14:43.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>Bizarre. For Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SpICgwEz8wI/AAAAAAAABCE/857WNa9za44/s1600-h/250-T-K-343x640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373360067090576130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SpICgwEz8wI/AAAAAAAABCE/857WNa9za44/s400/250-T-K-343x640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This person had a great interest on the occult and supernatural and had been looking for information on witches and spells. He finally found a very special book of spells that said that an spirit would appear and would grant his most desired wish but at the same time, the book had a warning: " You are warned to take the power very seriously and to be sure about your wish because nothing can be changed after."   Then, the man thought: " With warning or not, I have many wishes and I am going to choose the one that fulfills all of them." And in a loud voice said: " I wish that all my wishes and every one of then be fulfilled." while thinking: " I am very clever." He took the book again and there were spells and strange words that he repeated and repeated until suddenly, a dreadful spirit appeared in front of him and with an almost pleasing voice, and looking at him, said: " In this moment, I am fulfilling all your wishes and they all will be completely satisfied." And while the man was laughing still holding the book in his hands, something unexpected happened: He saw his hands started to withered in front of his eyes, and also his skin, until he realized that he was transforming into a white washed skeleton. Then, the spirit said: " Your wishes have been fulfilled now because the skeletons do not have the need of satisfying their wishes." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-3286714831798007051?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/3286714831798007051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/08/bizarre-for-reflection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/3286714831798007051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/3286714831798007051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/08/bizarre-for-reflection.html' title='Bizarre. For Reflection'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SpICgwEz8wI/AAAAAAAABCE/857WNa9za44/s72-c/250-T-K-343x640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-7446278726227748135</id><published>2009-08-14T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:17:30.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>The Contest of the Shadows</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/RzZ5aTExsCI/AAAAAAAAACI/WR4ak6IahSo/s400/67-Y-intuition-480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/RzZ5aTExsCI/AAAAAAAAACI/WR4ak6IahSo/s400/67-Y-intuition-480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is not one more contest, this is the most unusual contest: The shadows got together at the top of a mountain during a cold, dark night, when not even the light of a star nor the full moon was reflected. They wanted to see which would be the darkest. A very opaque and dark shadow said:-I am the shadow of terror-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;While other said:-I am the shadow of fright-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;And another said:-I am the shadow of fear-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Another shadow with a heavy voice, as that of a broken bell, said:-I am the darkest shadow and nobody will be able to conquer me because even the darkest night is as light when facing me. I proclaim in this moment that I am the darkest shadow because I am: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Shadow of the Doubt.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;visit the best inspirational site of the net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mystic Healing Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;www.mystichealingart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-7446278726227748135?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/7446278726227748135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/08/contest-of-shadows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/7446278726227748135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/7446278726227748135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/08/contest-of-shadows.html' title='The Contest of the Shadows'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/RzZ5aTExsCI/AAAAAAAAACI/WR4ak6IahSo/s72-c/67-Y-intuition-480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-4346190158216071971</id><published>2009-07-25T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T18:40:08.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for reflection'/><title type='text'>The Great Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SmuznF0wiYI/AAAAAAAAA_E/rWq6P46CXfo/s1600-h/17AA-A-2-480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362577265474439554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SmuznF0wiYI/AAAAAAAAA_E/rWq6P46CXfo/s320/17AA-A-2-480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;When I look through the window. Am I the one who sees or is the great space the one who sees me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;visit the best inspirational site of the net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mystic Healing Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;www.mystichealingart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-4346190158216071971?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/4346190158216071971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-space.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/4346190158216071971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/4346190158216071971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-space.html' title='The Great Space'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SmuznF0wiYI/AAAAAAAAA_E/rWq6P46CXfo/s72-c/17AA-A-2-480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-3719936117587398518</id><published>2009-07-08T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T14:30:53.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arrogance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>Climbing the Stairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SlUPtq6r9zI/AAAAAAAAA9M/v85KDmOLOjs/s1600-h/47-W-Aiki-81-480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356204609116043058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SlUPtq6r9zI/AAAAAAAAA9M/v85KDmOLOjs/s320/47-W-Aiki-81-480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt; The arrogant person always thinks that he is climbing the stairs and he does not realize that the stairs go down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;best inspirational site in the net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mystic Healing Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;www.mystichealingart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-3719936117587398518?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/3719936117587398518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/07/climbing-stairs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/3719936117587398518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/3719936117587398518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/07/climbing-stairs.html' title='Climbing the Stairs'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SlUPtq6r9zI/AAAAAAAAA9M/v85KDmOLOjs/s72-c/47-W-Aiki-81-480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-7862114271000945089</id><published>2009-06-30T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T17:41:35.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enigmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='riddles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing quotes'/><title type='text'>The more you run...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SkqwKgyVbhI/AAAAAAAAA8s/ubm4pzbTNow/s1600-h/115-W-Tao-56-480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353284801729490450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SkqwKgyVbhI/AAAAAAAAA8s/ubm4pzbTNow/s320/115-W-Tao-56-480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Throughout the time I have been able to become convinced that you do not want to look at me. That you don't want to accept my smile. That you don't want to feel my white and pure hands. You flee from my breath, from my presence but the more you run, the faster that you approach me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am: Death &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-7862114271000945089?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/7862114271000945089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-you-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/7862114271000945089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/7862114271000945089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-you-run.html' title='The more you run...'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SkqwKgyVbhI/AAAAAAAAA8s/ubm4pzbTNow/s72-c/115-W-Tao-56-480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-8738407341842804209</id><published>2009-06-20T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T11:26:24.227-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for reflection'/><title type='text'>For Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Sj0pSDUnBvI/AAAAAAAAA6g/U21lWkbE-Q4/s1600-h/48-W-Aiki-82-480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349477322492151538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Sj0pSDUnBvI/AAAAAAAAA6g/U21lWkbE-Q4/s320/48-W-Aiki-82-480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Sj0pCLg78cI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Xk68saepp6g/s1600-h/66-Y-ZEN-4-innerSilence.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am the witness of what is inevitable. I am constant, faithful and assiduous. I am the one in charge. I am the culprit. The all and the nothing live in me. I support, contain everything. I count everything. I catch everything.&lt;br /&gt;My name: " Time "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mystic Healing Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;www.mystichealingart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-8738407341842804209?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/8738407341842804209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-reflection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/8738407341842804209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/8738407341842804209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-reflection.html' title='For Reflection'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Sj0pSDUnBvI/AAAAAAAAA6g/U21lWkbE-Q4/s72-c/48-W-Aiki-82-480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-6189851867498753443</id><published>2009-04-23T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T19:40:25.001-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>I reflect everything in me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SfEl-LnzGoI/AAAAAAAAA54/8wmg2v-W1DY/s1600-h/69AA-B-28-640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328081584357841538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SfEl-LnzGoI/AAAAAAAAA54/8wmg2v-W1DY/s400/69AA-B-28-640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt; Life is fragile but how magnificent and extraordinary is that I have the vanity of reflecting everything in me. Even the light of the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;They will be able to move away from me at times but they all will return. I am the essence, the substance, the voice of the voices. Nature has made me the mother and has enriched me. I take and I bring, the feeling, the living, the expression, the rhythm of the earth, the mystery of heaven,  the life of man and  the aroma of the flower. I am: The Drop of Water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Visit the best Inspirational Site of the Net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;www.mystichealingart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-6189851867498753443?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/6189851867498753443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-reflect-everything-in-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/6189851867498753443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/6189851867498753443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-reflect-everything-in-me.html' title='I reflect everything in me'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SfEl-LnzGoI/AAAAAAAAA54/8wmg2v-W1DY/s72-c/69AA-B-28-640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-5109541509798412960</id><published>2009-04-09T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:33:14.513-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>The Monstrous Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Sd5pEQqoRKI/AAAAAAAAA4A/hj6Ueo7TfU0/s1600-h/15-P-d-70-luzSombrax480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322807331512665250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Sd5pEQqoRKI/AAAAAAAAA4A/hj6Ueo7TfU0/s400/15-P-d-70-luzSombrax480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;A man happened to be in front of a monstrous tree. The tree was big and full of branches and roots. It was quite dry and of a gray dusty color as the dust of death.  Nevertheless, the man approached the tree, and he heard that the tree was laughing as if it was made and formed of hundreds and hundreds of laughs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then, the man said: -What are you laughing about since you are so ugly and frightful.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;And the tree answered:  -I laugh at you and at all those who say that I am ugly because I find it very funny that they don't realize that I am truly pretty and beautiful. You look at me and you despise me while I laugh and I will tell you the reason : You see all those trees around that have green leaves and colorful appetizing fruits and you want to run towards them, while you want to flee from me. I will tell you: Do you know why I am beautiful?  Because when you saw me, you could see the beauty of everything else. If I did not exist, if I was not here, everything would be monotonous and you would be bored and scared of seen the same. Now, that you see me, you can better see everything else. I opened your eyes.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Read more, experience more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mystic Healing Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;www.mystichealingart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-5109541509798412960?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/5109541509798412960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/04/monstrous-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/5109541509798412960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/5109541509798412960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/04/monstrous-tree.html' title='The Monstrous Tree'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Sd5pEQqoRKI/AAAAAAAAA4A/hj6Ueo7TfU0/s72-c/15-P-d-70-luzSombrax480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-4430222848063182080</id><published>2009-03-31T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:04:36.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>The Race. For Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SdLZOEpr7qI/AAAAAAAAA3o/tuPvzRDQlu0/s1600-h/63-Y-ZEN-1-com.esp-480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319552945667960482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SdLZOEpr7qI/AAAAAAAAA3o/tuPvzRDQlu0/s400/63-Y-ZEN-1-com.esp-480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;It happened in a town where there were having a race and one of them said: "I am very fast, I can go up and down that tree in an unsuspected time."&lt;br /&gt;The ones who were present were very surprised and asked: "How is he going to do it?" Another said: " I am so fast that I have run around this place, three times and you just noticed."&lt;br /&gt;Many participants presented themselves and each one came from different towns, then came one as big as a giant, who laughed and laughed and said: "You seem slow and insignificant to me; I am so fast that I will reach the finish line very quick and then I will return to eat the ones left behind." &lt;br /&gt;The public reacted by being surprised and scared. Two rabbits were talking not very far, just a few meters from them, and one said to the other: "What is all this about?"&lt;br /&gt;And the other rabbit answered : "Oh, what happens is that a silly turtle is boasting again and frightening those snails."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mystic Healing Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;www.mystichealingart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-4430222848063182080?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/4430222848063182080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/03/race-for-reflection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/4430222848063182080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/4430222848063182080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/03/race-for-reflection.html' title='The Race. For Reflection'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/SdLZOEpr7qI/AAAAAAAAA3o/tuPvzRDQlu0/s72-c/63-Y-ZEN-1-com.esp-480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-7125709612633271997</id><published>2009-03-26T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:32:20.995-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>Bizarre. Unique. For Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Scwr7nzJ2qI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/L-p5vUZobmc/s1600-h/106-T-K-206x640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317673563313527458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Scwr7nzJ2qI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/L-p5vUZobmc/s400/106-T-K-206x640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, how glorious is this instant where I live, but each time that I live, I come closer to die. Nevertheless, each time that I die, I come closer to live. Since I am the Sun of each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All must come to buy happiness, it is very easy and simple. It needs of very little time. The whole world can reach happiness for a very economic price.&lt;br /&gt;Do not doubt, not even for a moment, it is wonderful, splendid and lasting, Everybody wants happiness, and is not possible to live without it. Instant happines, guaranteed satisfaction, say goodbye to all the problems.&lt;br /&gt;I am: The big Fraud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to tell you many truths and lies. I will make you laugh and I will make you cry. I am light but my baggage is heavier. There are some who appreciate me while others despise me. I can tell you big news and announce many wonders. Nevertheless, I can also be ungrateful, vile, damned and despicable but is not my fault. I am a voice that speaks in silence and a silence that speaks because will never be able to be silent. I am: The Letter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mystic Healing Art&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;www.mystichealingart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great New Blogs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a title="http://inspirationalphrasesoflove.blogspot.com/" href="http://inspirationalphrasesoflove.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://inspirationalphrasesoflove.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://inspirationalpuzzles.blogspot.com/" href="http://inspirationalpuzzles.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://inspirationalpuzzles.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://angelsoflight-mystichealingart.blogspot.com/" href="http://angelsoflight-mystichealingart.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://angelsoflight-mystichealingart.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://mostpopularwritings.wordpress.com/" href="http://mostpopularwritings.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://mostpopularwritings.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://dailyspiritualquotes.wordpress.com/" href="http://dailyspiritualquotes.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://dailyspiritualquotes.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://messagesoflife.wordpress.com/" href="http://messagesoflife.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://messagesoflife.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://inspirationalraindrops.wordpress.com/" href="http://inspirationalraindrops.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://inspirationalraindrops.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-7125709612633271997?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/7125709612633271997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/03/bizarre-unique-for-reflection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/7125709612633271997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/7125709612633271997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/03/bizarre-unique-for-reflection.html' title='Bizarre. Unique. For Reflection'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Scwr7nzJ2qI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/L-p5vUZobmc/s72-c/106-T-K-206x640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-119421483854872927</id><published>2009-03-22T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:07:14.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing quotes'/><title type='text'>Listen Carefully but not with your Ears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Scb8e1wVgVI/AAAAAAAAA1E/TQNMCMGDeIg/s1600-h/283-R-O-75-2x640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316214016913539410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Scb8e1wVgVI/AAAAAAAAA1E/TQNMCMGDeIg/s400/283-R-O-75-2x640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;-Please, tell me.-&lt;br /&gt;-No, I will not.-&lt;br /&gt;-Only one word, please.-&lt;br /&gt;-Never-&lt;br /&gt;-Why are you like this?-&lt;br /&gt;-Listen carefully but not with your ears, because I will not speak with words. If I ever speak a word, I would stop being me. Then, you would stop listening to me. That is the reason that I don't say anything. You know very well the reason that I can't tell you anything because I am Your Inner Silence.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mystic Healing Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystichealingart.com/"&gt;www.mystichealingart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-119421483854872927?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/119421483854872927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/03/listen-carefully-but-not-with-your-ears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/119421483854872927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/119421483854872927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/03/listen-carefully-but-not-with-your-ears.html' title='Listen Carefully but not with your Ears'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Scb8e1wVgVI/AAAAAAAAA1E/TQNMCMGDeIg/s72-c/283-R-O-75-2x640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-5875459995733637004</id><published>2009-03-22T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:02:56.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>Dialogues of Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Scb7nGznCgI/AAAAAAAAA08/HzLqZVvp8s0/s1600-h/20-S-O-132x640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316213059417999874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Scb7nGznCgI/AAAAAAAAA08/HzLqZVvp8s0/s400/20-S-O-132x640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;-You are so rebellious. If I tell you to go to the right, you go to the left. If I tell you to go to the front, you go to the back. When I give you affection, you rebel. If I try that you stand out, you make a fool of yourself.-&lt;br /&gt;And the answer was:&lt;br /&gt;-Don't you realize that I don't like outlines? I want to be free like the wind and to live the spontaneity of the moment. Every instant is important to me, and I don't care about what others may think. I want to be free and to shout out loud, how free I feel.-&lt;br /&gt;-Why are you like that?- The person asked, trying to understand the situation. And the other then, said:&lt;br /&gt;-Haven't you realized yet that I am your hair?-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4197869588173443821-5875459995733637004?l=bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/feeds/5875459995733637004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/03/dialogues-of-madness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/5875459995733637004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4197869588173443821/posts/default/5875459995733637004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarre-frommystichealingart.blogspot.com/2009/03/dialogues-of-madness.html' title='Dialogues of Madness'/><author><name>mystichealingart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Scb7nGznCgI/AAAAAAAAA08/HzLqZVvp8s0/s72-c/20-S-O-132x640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4197869588173443821.post-8652042557964167995</id><published>2009-03-22T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:58:47.816-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>Two Voices</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Scb5wcAJv2I/AAAAAAAAA00/slssd-jBJyI/s1600-h/193-R-test-23paraBizarrox640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316211020703317858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0LOKYQ__cJQ/Scb5wcAJv2I/AAAAAAAAA00/slssd-jBJyI/s400/193-R-test-23paraBizarrox640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Two voices:&lt;br /&gt;-Did you say anything?- One voice said to the other.&lt;br /&gt;-I did not- Said the other voice.&lt;br /&gt;-Yes, you did, but you changed your mind and don't want to tell me-&lt;br /&gt;-I did not say anything- said the voice.&lt;br /&gt;-Do you realize how you lie to me and on top, you shout and try to insult me.? 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