On: knowing how to live -2
Gabriel
Tao Te Ching – Lao Tzu – chapter 501.Between birth and death,Three in ten are following life,Three in ten are following death,And men just passing from birth to death also…
On how special people are being treated
Part one: When we view most people, we see them mostly as they are, regular people.But viewing unique or special people – a strange phenomenon happens; their uniqueness exist on…
A radical study of a radical influence: Hatred -1
Aristotle, viewed hate as distinct from anger and rage, describing hate as a desire to annihilate an object and is incurable by time. You get angry for a reason, but…
On Dialogue and just talk
Part one: In communication there are levels, the lowest (is even not considered as real communication), is the level of idle chatter, just talk for talk sake, empty talk, (this…
On body language and photo-analysis.
an abstract on: Photo analysis Gabriel Raam was a leading expert on body language for many years. He started developing photo-analysis as a sub-branch of Body Language some years ago.…
Number four: The secret agent in exile
Our S.A. is on a lonely road, far away from his homeland, he is different but tries his best to look anonymous, ordinary, and normal. Only he and his recruits…
On mother’s love – a poem and a story
A preface to the story: As a young child, I remember vividly my mother keep telling me this story, it left a very powerful impression on me. It seized me…
People sing -A poem
“People are hanging out, spending their days pleasantly. dancing and singing, whirling in the dance of life, Get carried away by the desire for food, drink and alcohol. getting lost…
things have a strange way of breaking down – A poem
things have a strange way of breaking down, They look normal, so normal. And then suddenly it breaks down, breaks down a lot, Really breaking down. In the morning they…
the soul is shrouded – a poem
Wherever we turn – the soul is shrouded. Burial while alive, Burial, deep, deep inside. People pass, people work, people don’t know That the soul is buried, so deep inside.…