Funeral

Gosh, I don't want to write this diary so much. How could I make my writing more enjoyable? What to do to make writing it pure pleasure? Music - music is a medicine for everything. I can also write everything as if there was an extraordinary story - then each new entry would seem exciting. So let's check: No major changes in the morning: I didn't want to exercise, I was exhausted, so I was just breathing in tsnia. I returned early 8:30 for a physiological need. I ate the steamers. I advised my mother which dress would be better for the funeral and we went to the clique. On the one hand, I really did not want to go to the clique, on the other hand I thought to myself that I could learn something new in my life. Always choose new ones, as Osho used to say, right. Being in church I was terribly afraid of my joints. Over time, my dad joined me. I listened carefully to what woman my great-grandmother was. She is 96 years old. She raised 8 children in hard times, the most important thing for her was God, faith. And I thought to myself - beautifully, I devoted myself to God, but it is a pity that she lived in such a lie as the Catholic and Christian faith. It is a pity that people do not know the truth I have learned. On the other hand, it makes me feel better than others. After the last year, I have low self-esteem. Maybe because I once recognized myself how wonderful I am. I think so. I felt worse than others, Tearz feels inferior. I stopped in place. However, when I discover something new in myself, I seem to find happiness in it. There is power hidden in the Books, as Ewa Foley says. After the funeral, my dad drove us to Remiza in the new market. I met 14-year-old nephew of Aunt Bozena from the seaside, we also saw them. We ate dinner there, then a moraine and home. At the fire station, I felt like I had lost my good old talk. I didn't know what to talk about. And I was like dr. house. I had a super fast and strong mind. What happened to it, where did it all go? I had good conditions in the house where I spent almost a year and I talked to my grandfather. with people on skype, and now everything seems to be lost ... but we'll get back the good old talk. I don't feel the need to talk to people again, but when I talk I'm glad that I can talk to someone :) I watched the people in the fire station as the poor were destroying their health, they were poisoning themselves: coffee, cola, sweets, cake. What a horrible sight it was for me. Rest at home. It wasn't good for me to drive back home. It was very stuffy in the car. Instead of air conditioning, however, I prefer a tilted window. At home I came over to give him dinner, then I went too, but at one point it spilled terribly and I was incredibly wet. As I laughed, I wanted to hear about this situation: D I also remember a woman who was nice and I lent her my kikji to play with her daughter. Potema even wanted to repay me and give me a lift, but I went with my dad since he already called me and wanted to give me a lift. Ah, how a certain lady laughed at me too when I came wet. I also wanted to laugh: D: D I had an interesting dream last night. How I talked to Max about living together. Surprisingly, he agreed that we should stay in four, as he said. Me, Max, Sandra and Kaja. Interesting dream, maybe it bows me something good :) For now, however, I do not feel strong enough to talk about it with max. Today I learned to write in a diary about what I feel and what I think about the situations experienced during the day

Im strong

Hard months. I have the impression that the circles are inserted into their place. Herbal medicine worked wonders :) The morning traditionally without major changes, except that I felt stiff and hard and I was not hungry. At the same time, I taught myself to walk without poles. Breakfast at home. Then I met Szymek at our place. I thought: her leg was broken again or something bad happened. At first, he had a day off. My mother was surprisingly in a good mood today. Thanks to this, I was in a good mood too. She hasn't asked several times: what are you saying? what's going on? which is really annoying and annoying. I read the tombac's book How to live a long and healthy life. I have read quite a lot because I have reached over 1000 items. During the day, nothing extraordinary happened today and it is difficult for me to say what I learned today. Maybe to read a book while listening to the radio and without sticks. It made it nicer to listen to and I had time to add to bookmarks.

Dark Affirmation

Ttyl actually started with: Turkish Loneliness, due to today's day, however, I changed the title practically to the Dark Affirmation which I will write about in a moment. Everything spreads throughout the body: anger, food, emotion, poison, drugs ... I have already mentioned it, but because it was written on my board, I decided to repeat it. I was stupid to analyze, I thought, and it turns out that there are simpler methods and, in addition, more effective. You just have to change the way you think. I wanted to be like House, and that's what I was. I analyzed everything around. It makes you mad. I made the statements that the subconscious mind should be making consciously. Low expectations are the best way to succeed. That's what I was doing today, when mom left. I started meditating, actually WFM for the head combined with a Turkish sit and a diamond position. Wow, I was doing pretty well already! cool! and in addition, this meditation gave me real joy when my mother wasn't there. After 30 minutes of nodding plus Hemi Sync Positive Thinking, I was incredibly positive, I didn't hurt anything, for a while I didn't think about pain when I do it all the time, and in addition I was super focused. This form of meditation was great for me. I felt very well with it :)) In the afternoon I felt like having ice cream. I ate up to 1 liter. Exaggeration. Now I feel it all over my body: my eyesight, dryness, burning when I pee. And I felt pretty good. But it's not too bad. My body is in better condition now and it's just a small poison that will soon be removed. Interestingly, there are sweets after which I feel good like cereal coffee on sugar, cookies. However, the ice cream, although good in such a large amount, harmed me rather than helped, but it is not that bad. It's been pretty good lately. You need to exercise your body to adapt to each situation. After all, in March the pants were too heavy, and in April too. Only 3 months of amazing progress :) After 6 p.m. I played with jack. Nice, until mum and dad came back. What I learned today: the key issue of today. My dark affirmation that gave me incredible power: Every day I take action to become stronger, even more powerful and to implement my plan of revenge. It made me happy to write this diary ... I will take revenge Dear Daddy !!!!!!!!!

SenAbx

During the night this dream about antibiotics, which, unfortunately, I do not remember exactly. What could he mean? Go back to them? I have no idea ... With echinacea, I felt better, can actually repeat the treatments. However, in a dream I felt to repeat the treatments for 2 weeks. A day like every day, but with some change. I practiced in the morning at home, and by 2 p.m. I wrote a program for fast reading. I improved some functions and made more beautiful graphics. Now I like it very much :) During the day I discovered Radio Katowice, which I liked very much :) I haven't read any book, I practiced the rest of Nichi's exercises at 5pm. I was wondering if Kaja would agree to meet. I am waiting impatiently for a text message from her. He expresses himself very nicely in these text messages. It's hard for me to believe that she writes to me. Maybe I will finally be able to watch the movie of the Indestructible What I learned today: it's hard to say.

Everyone says

6:00 am in the morning. Cold but very rested. Traditional activities, Nichi, herbs etc ... I did it all! Go out to practice and return home by 9-10. As always, my mom pissed me off. She made me cocoa in this bad milk. Ah, he relishes no pain, not even his tailbone. You can see herbs and affirmations are working :) I have enough, I want to rest because the pain is much smaller. Nothing works, just listen to music and read books. That's my whim. Parents are chuje, in the end when mom this slut married dad because he worked in peweks. I have never seen her love him, I have never seen her kiss him or hug him, but all my life I saw how you despised him and you pushed him around like a rag !!! About 17 Jacek Gabis came. We played together. Then dinner and remorse, and I ate enough. Burn quickly and quickly to the beat of the music. On the way back, around 10 pm I met the boss, zazi and the crew. I greeted them. In Ddzien, my mother irritated me with the word: everyone said that you only walk with poles ... but it offended me, the tension in your body. I quickly discharged my chest with vibrations and it passed :) Wow, it was amazing. In the afternoon, a guy called a second time about a porn site program. I gave a cosmic price of almost PLN 1000, exactly PLN 987. And the guy was interested: D That's what you have to do. High prices and don't get fucked. What I learned today: you have to value yourself, give high prices, sell people.

South with Jack

Ah, those sweets. In the morning I don't think I was in training, but I had a terrible desire for something sweet. I ate so many candies that dad bought for dad's birthday that the holes in my teeth got bigger. On the one hand good - I wanted something sweet as my body said and ate it. I try to stick to 14 hours of fasting. On the other hand: I regretted it. The pain in my teeth and the holes got bigger. Two conflicting views are in conflict. I started practicing in the Nichi system yesterday. In the afternoon I played with Jack in the Wii. Kirby was a fun game, the music made me emotional and somewhere deep down there I wanted to cry. Perhaps it was because of an unhappy childhood, and the music was also a joy to children. I wanted to go back to those moments ... I wrote down to psychoanalyze people. Jacek is very tolerant and understanding. A bit childish - but I know what he really feels. After all, according to psychology, I have something like Borderline Disorder, I am an actor, and in fact, being in so many different situations I can understand a lot of people. I can understand him too. I know what he feels, because on my own skin I was also in his skin. I like him very much, I think he likes me too. From the book, a complete healing system, I learned that: Thoughts are also things, only at a different frequency (different energy, maybe more or less depending on thoughts). I have sent too many thoughts into the universe. Too many, and now there are a lot of random tiles in Tetris. I think I can arrange them according to my principles and thoughts, and one of them is TRUE !!! A strong truth is the key to clearing up this great mess in the life of a narrative. According to what I talked to Rafal Pawlik, he gives himself higher levels. I wrote it on the blackboard what to do, I added Nichi, for 2 days I have to read 1 book which will give 3 books a week, so a huge amount of knowledge. Thanks to these higher levels I have become addicted to the movement and slowly I am becoming addicted to reading books;) What I learned this day: Remember also about the psychoanalysis of people I have met.

Taoism

Nothing special again. A completely boring day, although the pain was really minor today. I enjoyed this freedom from pain :) Such a kind of rest Even though I started my day with Nichi, I didn't practice today. I felt that my muscles were tired and they refused to obey anymore. I measured the biceps. Az 37cm. Wow, nice :) In addition, the muscles are again as hard as before, and maybe even harder. In the afternoon I met Karoline. I haven't seen her for a long time. She was with some boyfriend. She even greeted herself first. Was she trying to make her boyfriend jealous? Usually she didn't deign to answer, and now - come on. I continued to listen to Taoism. I did everything in the morning. I even made the bed. While rinsing my mouth, I was doing other things at the same time. This is a very good method. I took a nap in the afternoon - it gave me some kind of rest. Similarly in the evening. God, when I sleep, I feel so sorry for my father and because of him I could not sleep for so many years: family atmosphere, my neglect, inadequate bed - what led to it all. I'm so mad at him !!! if at least I had received an apology, I would forgive if he had admitted his mistake, but he is Cipa and Drip and he cannot admit his mistake. What I learned today: Thoughts are things. Power of thought plus imagination plus self-confidence are miracles. I keep learning. Do I really need all these spells of Mary? When will I find a doctor to cure me? Will it be a Tibetan medicine doctor?