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Life-changing!

Dear friends,

It is not a common occurrence to find a life-changing book. Rarely is a life-changing book as absolutely important that it could actually help us live a better, healthier life and possibly help those around us.
I am always skeptical when someone tells me things like that and as I always do, approached this in disbelief. But I couldn't be happier that I did! I only wish I had known all this sooner....I could have helped more.

So, here's the book:

Download it here for free! (click "free download", wait for however long it tells you to and click download. let me know if the link doesn't work and don't worry, it's a safe link!)
Please, please, please share your opinion and approach it with an open mind! The sooner you read it, the better!

I hope you enjoy it and I hope to have helped you in my own way...this time not with humor.

Scientific proof of the existence of love.

I just found out the scientific proof of the quality of love! Love is amazing and omnipotent, as it is highly falsifiable (testable for errors, put to the test) but not yet falsified. This means that we don't constantly try to prove it, which would say that we're never quite sure of its existence, but rather that we announce that it IS and let it withstand the blows of life!

So it's actually true that what doesn't kill us makes us stronger! Therefore, now we're stronger than ever before.

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ok, I need to be done revising for there exams, because next thing I know, I'll be blogging in statistical symbols.

The new perspective in life, though...that's an insurmountable experience.

At least now I know - Love is Love is Love is Love!

May 18th x 14!

May 18th...better than my birthday! We've shared 14 May18ths!

I wish to be with you for all the rest of them. Forever!

Тhis is what we're made of:

the Wall.

Life has its mysterious ways to get to us...to open our eyes and show us that we're LIVING it at this very moment and that the least we can do is look around and try to grasp what is happening to us "while we're busy making other plans" (Lennon).
There are some extraordinary, surreal events that shake us to our core, so as if we've fallen too deep into the abyss of oblivion, we can have a chance to wake up again.
There are no words. Simply no words to describe the magnitude of such a feet-sweeping, mind-boggling, ground-breaking, illusion-shuttering event as seeing "The Wall" live, performed by R. Waters. All day today I feel...puzzled and slightly sad. For I cannot fathom the emotions this mental thunderstorm evoked in me.
I just know: I am thankful for being blessed to see this...but most importantly, for sharing it with my most-beloved one.

I am drunk with emotions...and for the first time it makes me feel like a petty little shit. And, surprisingly, this is an empowering feeling.

My first attempt at cooking pizza

And after 90 minutes of slaving in the kitchen, I present to you...

...mulch!

What is Love...

Most of you start singing that 90's song now...

But that's not why I'm writing this.
In our busy lives it's so hard to find the time to do wonders! We feel like we need to stop everything, we're doing, we need to devote ours of planning, searching and preparation to carry out a project. And truly wonderful projects may be do take longer than we can afford.

So...we never do them.We get so stuck on the big picture sometimes, that we forget about the little pieces, comprising it. That is why it's so easy in a relationship and generally in life to reach a screeching halt. Because there's 'nothing we can do right now'. And we keep digging ourselves in the same hole, day after day, until we finally forget everything about the picture at all and we keep looking in the tiny little space before our noses, without noticing the world slipping by.

To this I have a different suggestion for you. It's important to accept that any major change, project or enterprise may take longer than we are capable of carrying on. But that doesn't go to say that we should only aim for the stars.

It's the same in a relationship. And, believe me, I don't claim to know everything about relationships. A lot of the time I suck at it myself. But there's one little truth that I've discovered and savor that I'd like to share with you. It's called: "The Little Things". The little things are the fundament of love. The way you look, the way you listen, the bunch of flowers, which you may have stolen from the neighbor's garden for all I care, the song, the dance, the little extra touch in making a mundane event 'special'. I feel that this is what keeps us going.

And surprisingly, I feel thankful that I am in the situation I am, when I can't have all the little things be major projects. Because it's hard to top a surprise trip to Paris...but thankfully I don't have to. Because even a special lunch shows that you don't have to be reaching for the stars every time to show love and appreciation. You just show you're there.

So, I just try to be more inspired. And for now it seems to work...

What is love?
Doing little things.

What I slipped under my neighbour's door...

Dear neighbour,

This letter is to inform you that I have spoken to the authorities about your constant partying!
It is 5am and I haven't slept a blink. What follows now, since our conversations with you have been so futile, is that you will be summoned into court and required to give an explanation about your behaviour.
If you were to continue partying, your guitar and your stereo will be confiscated, I was told.
Your landlord will be contacted and hopefully you will be evicted by the end of next month!
But please, enjoy your party!

Sincerely,

Anonymous

bfh

Back in the recording studio with my band!
It's surreal! So amazing! We started playing in 1996. This is 15 years ago and it feels amazing. Meeting those guys again - we've grown so much and at the same time stayed the same. We still all listen to completely different styles of music and may be that's why it works so well.

This was one of the things I so missed in the past 8 years. But now we are determined to serve one last blow to the world and leave our footprint in the discography of the Bulgarian Hardcore scene.

What's a lot more important: be creative again in other ways than the blog.

So - my 'creativity plan' now includes a new CD and a book....hope it works out.

It's so amazing how happy this makes me...all of it!

Toy Story - the horror!

I have good and bad news!

And you probably wanna hear the bad news first, so that the pain can then be softly mellowed away to total oblivion by the good news. So, I’ll give you the good news first!

You ask why? You muse at the ruthlessness of my anti-human nature, you even consider leaving this blog right now and forever, to be free from the misanthropy that my wicked mind implants in your brain, secretly hoping that through my seemingly mindless rambling I will inspire you to once and forever wage war against all humanity and help me with its distraction!

I will, however correct you here, oh, you harsh judges you, oh you ignorant sinners and haters, oh, you mindless Judases! The truth behind me giving you the good news first and then moving on to the bad is for your sake only! So the pain from this revelation can remain in your brain and you can possibly reconsider your philosophical, political, economical, and social stance! For only then will you truly embrace the spirit of my writings, the quest of my life and the purity of my intentions!

So, without further a due:

THE GOOD NEWS:

China does not rule the world! Despite the fears of politicians, laics and random scholars like me you, China is still a pretty poor country, for most of its citizens are gambling their cash offshore in the Jewish empire of the Las Vegas casino bosses. So, no danger there!

THE BAD NEWS:

…yet.

Yes! Yes, my friends! I realized that China will soon rule the world! And here you are, once again thinking about money, politics and the crisis! Others, not-so-scholarly of you think that it’s because of the Million Billions of Chinese, spawning all over the world. And then there’s the rest of you, who are complete idiots, thinking that it’s because they are so good at martial arts and they will Karate their way to world domination! Now those of you who think that, I beg you – leave this blog and never come back, as there are these days some pretty good online research options and I don’t want my blog to be linked to your PC…or no…I mean – to your Mac’s!

So, how will China rule the world? I’ll tell you here and be prepared for your blood to freeze and your hairs to stand!

Ready?

They will do it through mind control!!! There is no better way of doing it and they have the perfect plan, I had the misfortune of uncovering!

Mind control, you’ll say. But wha’…? And here I’ll stop you with the answer which you’ll never think of yourselves, you poor believers in the goodness of the world!

The answer is:  TOYS!

…I know, I’m a genius…I know you had this wave of fear and realization swirl through your body and now you know the truth of all truths! Or? You don’t? Well, I told some of you to stop reading! Why the hell did you go on reading? Now my highly intellectual blog has been marred by your IP addresses! But fine! As long as you pay for what I will here disclose, I will elaborate for you a bit more…

So, Sami has been getting these toys, pouring in from all directions: Grandmas, their friends, co-workers, and other haters. Needless to say – all those toys are made in China. And they all have the same principle. Whether it’s a bus, a train, a clown, a guitar, a gun, a house, a microphone or a crucifix, all those toys play a part of the most stupidest, dumbestest and irritatingest tiny little Chinese songs! And that’s not all! They play 5 second cutouts of those songs, while they turn, shoot, rattle or fucking peck worse than woody right in my brains! So here you are again, you Einsteins, thinking – Well, what’s the big deal, 5 seconds is not that bad. But here I’ll stop you and make you think again. The songs are looped! LOOPED! They never end until you ‘accidentally’ step on one of them toys or drop them out the window. I mean, I was so so sad for the poor old people at the Fashion Show Mall in Vegas, who were selling icecream right under the iPod commercial, that had the same (honestly pretty awesome) song playing over and over again day after day! But this is 5 seconds! The ugliest parts of the deadliest songs, looped for my beautiful child to scare me out of bed every morning. And if you think I am an adult and I can handle this, think again! I am going crazy here! Invaded by the Chinese toy story. And on top of it all, I need to be buying batteries for those plastic bastards, or else Sami thinks I’m an asshole for not supporting his parent-torturing hobby. And even if you’re ok with listening to one of them for an hour, and looping that song over and over for the rest of the day, imagine looping 3 of them at the same time. Now you have a better idea of what I’m talking about.

But wait! You think I’m done? Here comes the cherry: they now learned Bulgarian too! So Sami’s gun (yes, grandma gave him a gun, which really confuses me, because it messes with my intentions to raise him as a pacifist and the desire to teach him how to shoot better, so he’ll go to China some day and avenge all humanity by killing all toy-makers) now says through endless trtrtrtrtrtrttrtrtrtrtrtrttrtrtrtrtrtrttrttrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrt at 6-7am: “We’re surrounded. We’re not giving up. We’re waiting for the back-up. The Bulgarians never give up. Commander, help. Fireeee!”. I mean, forget the historical blasphemy that Bulgarians never give up and the fact that they have probably the single most traded-filled history of all times! Why would you let my son UNDERSTAND what the toys say!?!?!?! So now the good old times with the Chinese 5 second songs are gone. It’s time for some real hardcore-I’ll-kill-you-with-your-own-gun kind of action. Well, I gotta hand it to them they found the way. They’ll brainwash every child from here on now as long as we buy this bunch of battery-eating plastic crap, they’ll ruin your relationship with your kid, thus destroying family as a unit and then they’ll send you to the asylum singing something like: “We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum… We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum… We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum… We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum… We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum… We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum… We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum… We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum… We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum… We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum… We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum” (yes, they have some English-speaking ones too!)

So, there you have it: divorce rates are higher than ever, children take drugs and have random sex, politicians are corrupt, and the rest of us are headed for the happy-house. All because of Chinese toys!

Don’t say you haven’t been warned! Bye-bye now.

We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum We are going to Ibiza..luru luru luru lum…larum…Fireeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Image advise:

Don't buy this! WTF is it anyway? It probably sings terribly!

And if you thought you'd be safe with 'silent' toys, think again

Not even squirt-guns are safe!

Mother's day

this was my gift for alkA. for mother's day...felt so great to make!