Monday, March 17, 2008

SOS Cupid


Where are you, Cupid ?

The hand kisses, poems and the love letters are disappeared! Or maybe they lost their way? We only have the digital ones left.

Nowadays people clarify their love or ask someone for a date by a sms. The romance is gone. Help us!

Please Cupid do something. We need you desperately!
Please bring the romance back. Please bring the serenades back.

Bring enough arrows to shoot! Or are you digitalized too?

The Euro

The economy of the USA is according economists of Goldman Sachs not the largest economy anymore. The 15 countries of the ‘Eurozone’, became now the largest. Due to a falling USA dollar, these 15 countries (Austria, Belgium, Cyprus, Finland, France, Germany, Greece, Ireland, Italy, Luxembourg, Malta, the Netherlands, Portugal, Slovenia, Spain – 320.000.000 people) their total GPD is 13.880 billion USD, while that of the USA is 13.843 billion USD.The UK, Sweden, Denmark and Poland, for example - all EU members – didn’t adopt to the Euro. Non-EU members who are also using the Euro are: Montenegro and Kosovo, while countries with free-floating currencies such as Norway, Switzerland and Turkey are partially using the Euro. City states such as San Marino, Monaco and Vatican City (the biggest multinational worldwide?) are using the Euro as well.
The USA dollar is at its record low against the Euro: 1.57

Shockvertising

The Photoshopped picture is from an ad put out by Hogeschool-Universiteit (HUB). The higher education institution in Brussel Belgium seeks to increase attendance by offering prospective students a college and university in one and by asking the question, “Why choose if you can combine?”

That ad photo is some combination!

The current political process in the USA is anything but a joke (although sometimes I have my doubts) but I would be lying if I said that I am not laughing my butt off right now!

Via: advertido.



Day Opening - March 17


Tie your heart at night to mine, love,
and both will defeat the darkness
like twin drums beating in the forest
against the heavy wall of wet leaves.

Night crossing: black coal of dream
that cuts the thread of earthly orbs
with the punctuality of a headlong train
that pulls cold stone and shadow endlessly.

Love, because of it, tie me to a purer movement,
to the grip on life that beats in your breast,
with the wings of a submerged swan,

So that our dream might reply
to the sky’s questioning stars
with one key, one door closed to shadow

Painting by Marc Chagall.