Animal abuse - my vote against it

Today I'm writing quite a different post. It's my voice and my vote against animal abuse - I see this problem in my country, but also in the whole world...One of my best friends often says "the better I know people the more I like animals" - unfortunately, I am for this opinion, which in a very sad way reveals the fact that human beings as such have more evil in themselves than they should have. According to people who believe in God, we are created in such a way that we resemble Him...looking at many people I doubt it. Of course, there are thousands of very valuable people, but they are in a minority.... I think so, looking at many families - with a problem of child abuse, at many relationships - based on abuse, cruelty, at many societies - in which there are so many crimes, at some nations - who fight in Iraq and in other countries. Our world is filled with cruelty and most people are ready to do everything for power, money etc. , even destroy their own species and nature.If you do not see it, you must be blind.The world of animals is much different - more honest, based on the laws of nature, deprived of stupidity, so typical in human world... If you want to see a better world, admire some fascinating species (reptiles - monitors, lizards and many others like frogs, snakes - look at www.eeeppp.info it is a Polish website, but in the gallery you'll see the fascinating world of wonderful animals.

Moving out...

Moving out...and its consequences
There are people, who like constant changes and there are people, who avoid them, if it is possible.. The first category comprises those, who enjoy moving out, travelling, finding new jobs and meeting the unknown... The second one consists of those, who adore peace, silence and stability in all spheres of life.
No doubt, Amelia seemed to belong to the first group - she felt wonderful as the member of the elite of brave challengers, bold competitors, creative artists, noble spirits fighting for fullfilment of their crazy ideas and great dreams. She felt as one of them, though in fact, she hadn't done anything extraordinary before. But as soon as she made up her mind and moved to Nowy Targ ("New Market" a peaceful town situated near the Tatra mountains) and began to work as a teacher in high school, some things changed for better. Amelia stopped confining her quest to love experiments. She started developing her artistic and writing skills, which weren't limited to writing love poems,revealing her inner thoughts and hidden emotions. She needed to be more active, that's why with a big enthusiasm Amelia began editing a school magazine (written in English) and organized a school radio station, called " RADIO THE BEST". No wonder, she became one of the most favorite teachers and she had this wonderful feeling that she is needed and liked by young people...not only thanks to her attractive physical appearance, but also thanks to the beauty of her mind.
It doesn't mean that Amelia stopped thinking about love relationships at that time... Fortunately, soon she met a few interesting guys...

Hi everyone

My dear blogger friends - I must say, I miss blogging - writing, reading and exchanging some views with very nice, intelligent and talented people. I want to say thanks . Especially to Mauro and Lonelyho - I wish I had more time to read them - but i hope they understand that I am working a lot ( from 11 a.m to 10 p.m). everyday - when I have a break, I eat, drink and walk - sitting in the internet cafe is too tiresome for me. But in September I will be blogging without any problems. take care, my readers...
Margie...Amelia

My friends

My dear blogger friends, I'm gonna have some rest during summer, that's why I won't publish regularly. I hope you understand. I wish you wonderful summer and take care,
Yours Margie (Amelia)

Make love to me

As soon as Amelia closed her eyelids, her soul was transferred to the place called "The world of Erotica"...
"What a strange place", thought Amelia looking around, there were so many souls there. All of them seemed to be lost and shocked, in a sense.
My dear readers, I hope you can understand and forgive me - the narrator - this bold scene, it is only a description of a dream, so please, don't ask me to change the category of this blog.
Coming back to my main protagonist and her exciting dream...the place didn't resemble a paradise for pure, innocent girls and boys!!! Unfortunately, or rather fortunately for our Amelia, it looked like... (I'm not sure, how to express it the best not to offend anyone?)..an orgy club in Paris. Lots of human souls (bodies) - it is difficult to say, were making love, they seemed to show all kinds of sexual positions and no doubt, looked like the happiest creatures in the world (or in the dream, as I should say). For the first time Amelia had seen someone having sex (an oral, anal, tantric, tao and classical one)...
No wonder, she felt so excited sexually, that after a while Amelia became one of the participants and began the best of her love dances with the unknown handsome soul with blue eyes and delicate hands, which were touching her intimate parts in a subtle, but passionate way. And she wasn't indiffernt, but touched his body, concentrating on lower parts...with love and attention.
After an hour of making love, she felt they were coming together... What a relief...
When Amelia woke up the following morning, I saw her crying, but I knew she was happy thanks to this amazing and passionate dream...

Let's talk about sex...

The day before the 1st November 1992, Amelia visited one of her new friends called Bożena, a young teacher of Maths in the primary school, in her place. This pretty blonde lived with her handsome husband (George) in a wonderful detached house. They were a nice couple - wise, open-minded and witty. It was funny to talk with them about politics, day-to-day problems and other less important issues. Exchanging the views enabled Amelia to become more assertive and easy-going. Their conversation referred also to sex, the issue - which in Catholic Poland is still a kind of taboo...
"You know, I don't see, why Catholicism requires strict celibacy before marriage. Priests should realise that it's against human nature, shouldn't they?, Amelia wondered.
"Of course, they should, but my dear, don't forget that our JP2 is pretty conservative and no reforms are possible, thanks to our beloved Pope we have to live according to medieval principles",said George in an angry voice.(He was a Catholic, but he couldn't accept some rules, which he found silly).
"O.K., but I will never understand, why one of the greatest Poles can accept the fact that some priests abuse sexually small kids. He knows about it, but doesn't do anything to change it, added Bożena,"What's more, a majority of Polish priests have their girl-friends or sleep with call-girls. And they make us live in the state of celibacy. It's funny, isn't it???
"I wouldn't say funny, rather repulsive..., but let's not talk about the church, it's a waste of time." said Amelia. "Let's talk abot sex, my friends".
So the rest of the evening they were drinking good wine and talking about sexual positions,oral sex, contraceptives and even about sexual yoga (called "tantric yoga"). If some of their older colleagues from work had listened to them, they could have been shocked...When Amelia came home at midnight, she took a shower and went to bed. As soon as she fell asleep, the young woman entered the world of bold fantasies called "The world of Erotica"...

Leaving Cracow - starting a new stage in life

It was another wonderful fall, Amelia started working on her thesis entitled, "Quest for love and self-knowledge in the selected novels by Edna O'Brien, Sylvia Plath and Muriel Spark". Meanwhile she got a job in elementary school and her first apartment near Nowy Sącz (the place where she was born, as maybe some of the most faithful readers remember. ). It was a wonderful experience moving to another place, starting a new stage in life. She felt relief thanks to being so far from Bogdan and the past. She even felt excited entering the school - on the first of September (it is the beginning of the school year in Poland). After work she spent her time redecorating her bedroom, living room, a nice kitchen and a small bathroom on her own (with some help of her parents and sister). It's worth adding that Dagmara - Amelia's sister - was at that time her true friend. It didn't matter that Dagi was 19 years younger - they loved and understood each other very well. Maybe for Amelia Dagi was not just a sister, but in a way the fulfillment of her motherhood...who knows.
New friends from work (a bit older than Amelia) and a perspective of meeting a new boyfriend helped her forget about all the sorrows. She felt like an Angel with a broken wing, but the other wing let her fly very high - with a sincere smile on her beautiful face and a joy in her heart...
"It is better and better, I can live fully and remember only the best moments of my life." Amelia thought.
She also came to the conclusion that she should feel grateful even for her suffering..
"Thanks to my pain (and all these guys whom I loved) I am who I am - a mature and strong human being, not just a small, helpless leaf flying in the air..."
Amelia breathed deeply and looked around in the classroom, the group of pupils were staring at her with astonishment and admiration... They liked her as a nice, demanding teacher, and as a young woman who was able to attract the attention of some boys and make them learn English quite well...