<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841961681467081529</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:25:37.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Etre c'est participer</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Squirtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06656214353625203819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYuB2Z-gDIU/ScZlazjYibI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7CQa8eTGlbI/S220/SN850833.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841961681467081529.post-4247626002954561666</id><published>2009-06-26T03:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T04:00:53.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In urma ramane AMINTIREA..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Viata e data…ca, in cele din urma, sa fie luata. Uneori stam si reflectam asupra acestui lucru. De ce sa o avem., sa o traim…daca in final..se pierde…si in urma ei ramane doar amintirea!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ei bine, viata ne e data sa profitam de ea la maxim, sa o exploatam pana la cele mai inalte culmi, sa privim mereu acelasi lucruri diferit, sa descoperim talentul din noi! De apreciat este un om care face din viata lui o adevarata arta, care se manifesta dupa bunul lui plac, care face ca totul din jurul lui sa para, poate vis. O personalitate demna de apreciat este si Michael Jackson, pe care azi il regretam. S-a dus dincolo, dincolo unde il asteapta ineditul, intr-un univers parelel fata de cel cotidian. Timp de aproape 5 decenii ne-a incantat cu ritmurile lui de pop, supranumit chiar “Regele Muzicii Pop”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Viata lui “intima” nu a fost tocmai una fericita, majoritatea il blamau pentru diversele lucruri pe care le facea[operatii, pedofilie, adoptie de copii, etc], insa in ciuda acestor lucruri ridica o multitudine de fani in picioare. A stiut sa se ridice la inaltime, s-a realizat pe domeniul lui, a ajuns musician,chiar de invidiat, si un foarte bun dansator. Pentru multi, Michael a fost un idol, un model in viata, chiar o tinta.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Insa iata..ca in urma va ramane doar amintirea. Putem spune ca este semizeu, deoarce mereu va ramane in viata datorita muzicii pe care a ridicat-o la inaltime. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In cele din urma…nu ne ramane decat sa spunem un “R.I.P” si sa incanti cealalta lume asa cum ai incantat-o pe aceasta&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841961681467081529-4247626002954561666?l=abytzooc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/feeds/4247626002954561666/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/2009/06/viata-e-dataca-in-cele-din-urma-sa-fie.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default/4247626002954561666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default/4247626002954561666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/2009/06/viata-e-dataca-in-cele-din-urma-sa-fie.html' title='In urma ramane AMINTIREA..'/><author><name>Squirtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06656214353625203819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYuB2Z-gDIU/ScZlazjYibI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7CQa8eTGlbI/S220/SN850833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841961681467081529.post-9142357540485801666</id><published>2009-05-10T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T09:57:45.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Te-as savura ca pe ultimul strop de ploaie.&lt;br /&gt;Te-as savura ca pe ultimul pahar de vodkca..&lt;br /&gt;Te-as savura ca pe ultima fila a unui roman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-as lasa sedusa de vorbele tale&lt;br /&gt;M-as lasa strapunsa de buzele tale..&lt;br /&gt;M-as...lasa in voia ta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais tout c'est impossible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i-W2Y7MTxM0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i-W2Y7MTxM0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841961681467081529-9142357540485801666?l=abytzooc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/feeds/9142357540485801666/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/2009/05/te-as-savura-ca-pe-ultimul-strop-de_10.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default/9142357540485801666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default/9142357540485801666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/2009/05/te-as-savura-ca-pe-ultimul-strop-de_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Squirtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06656214353625203819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYuB2Z-gDIU/ScZlazjYibI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7CQa8eTGlbI/S220/SN850833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841961681467081529.post-1330360986825182246</id><published>2009-04-01T04:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T05:00:12.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Aprilie</title><content type='html'>"Vezi ca la 4 ajung in radio! Acu sunt in brasov!" a fost un simplu mesaj trimis de mine catre "febletea mea" :)) Vreau sa va spun dragii mei ca a muscat-o! Nu inteleg cum..dar s-a intamplat! Si sunt tare mandra de mine :"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totusi... nu imi pot inchipui cum a putut sa creada asa ceva...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si o piesa care ascultand-o imi aduce aminte de el!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Dl6CLWLMzk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Dl6CLWLMzk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841961681467081529-1330360986825182246?l=abytzooc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/feeds/1330360986825182246/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/2009/04/1-aprilie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default/1330360986825182246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default/1330360986825182246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/2009/04/1-aprilie.html' title='1 Aprilie'/><author><name>Squirtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06656214353625203819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYuB2Z-gDIU/ScZlazjYibI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7CQa8eTGlbI/S220/SN850833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841961681467081529.post-2882371445359369445</id><published>2009-03-28T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T07:53:12.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Me6qnmzYX0M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Me6qnmzYX0M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasa versurile sa patrunda in sufletul tau...&lt;br /&gt;Lasa melodia sa te rasfete...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ciuda orcariu fapt, cuvintele nu ajung sa egaleze sentimentele!&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentele sunt trairi afective intense, de lunga durata, relativ stabile, specific umane, conditionate social-istoric. Ele pot fi: intelectuale,estetice, morale. In stransa legatura cu ele se formeaza : sentimentele Eu-lui, sentimentele sociale si psihosociale.&lt;br /&gt;Limbajul este cel mai important intrument al gandirii si al constiintei.&lt;br /&gt;Intre cele doua se formeaza o corelatie. Incercam sa redam prin cuvinte ceea ce simtim, incercam sa imbracam cuvintele pentru ca produsul sa fie mult mai estetic.&lt;br /&gt;Ei bine, sunt diferite cai prin care noi ne putem exprima sentimentele si anume: fie scris, fie oral. Calea scrisa impune niste norme, reguli gramaticale, pe cand cea orala "te lasa sa te dezvalui".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasati-va invaluiti de limbajul si sentimentele pe care cei de la Conexiuni ni le propun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841961681467081529-2882371445359369445?l=abytzooc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/feeds/2882371445359369445/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/2009/03/tu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default/2882371445359369445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default/2882371445359369445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/2009/03/tu.html' title='Tu!'/><author><name>Squirtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06656214353625203819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYuB2Z-gDIU/ScZlazjYibI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7CQa8eTGlbI/S220/SN850833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841961681467081529.post-4715085462011380077</id><published>2009-03-27T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T10:53:45.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My body, a funeral</title><content type='html'>In bratele tale mereu gasesc linistea&lt;br /&gt;Vorbele tale ma poarta pe tarmuri indepartate&lt;br /&gt;Te vreau aici si acum!&lt;br /&gt;Imposibilul pentru mine nu exista.&lt;br /&gt;Iubirea care imi invadeaza trupul&lt;br /&gt;Face ca distanta sa fie nula.&lt;br /&gt;Te vreau aici si acum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O simpla creatie de moment :P&lt;br /&gt; Si pentru ca tot am ramas fascinata de My Dying Bride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ba3bumAjztM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ba3bumAjztM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841961681467081529-4715085462011380077?l=abytzooc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/feeds/4715085462011380077/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-body-funeral.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default/4715085462011380077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default/4715085462011380077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-body-funeral.html' title='My body, a funeral'/><author><name>Squirtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06656214353625203819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYuB2Z-gDIU/ScZlazjYibI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7CQa8eTGlbI/S220/SN850833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841961681467081529.post-2169878711526315416</id><published>2009-03-26T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T09:38:11.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scorpion flower</title><content type='html'>Curse the day, hail the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flower grown in the wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your empty heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the breast that feeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flower worn in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I steal your mind for a while?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I stop your heart for a while?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I freeze your soul and your time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorpion flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Token of death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignite the skies with your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And keep me away from your light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrender tears to your mortal act&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flower cursed be thy fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of your courage last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of your grand finale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flower crushed in the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your empty heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the breast that feeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flower worn in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I steal your mind for a while?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I stop your heart for a while?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I freeze your soul and your time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorpion flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Token of death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignite the skies with your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your empty heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the breast that feeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flower worn in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I steal your mind for a while?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I stop your heart for a while?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I freeze your soul and your time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorpion flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Token of death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignite the skies with your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine stie, cunoaste ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841961681467081529-2169878711526315416?l=abytzooc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/feeds/2169878711526315416/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/2009/03/scorpion-flower.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default/2169878711526315416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default/2169878711526315416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/2009/03/scorpion-flower.html' title='Scorpion flower'/><author><name>Squirtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06656214353625203819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYuB2Z-gDIU/ScZlazjYibI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7CQa8eTGlbI/S220/SN850833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841961681467081529.post-2027457725925437555</id><published>2009-03-24T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T13:02:09.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La indrumarea unei persoane indragite de mine, am decis sa scriu cate ceva din cunostintele mele despre psihologie. De ce? Pentru ca sunt o pasionata a ceea ce inseamna studierea "creierasului" omului. In schimb, stati linistiti, nu voi uita de muzica promisa :).&lt;br /&gt;Pentru inceput nu pot sa spun decat ca psihologia este ceva frumos, dar greu. Cine crede ca totul se rezuma doar la a ajuta o persoana sa treaca peste ceva, se inseala.&lt;br /&gt;Constituirea psihologiei ca stiinta independenta, cu caracter experimental, a avut loc in jumatatea a doua a secolului al XX-lea. Aceasta constituire a fost pregatita, pe de o parte, de stiintele naturi, indeosebi de fizica si fiziologie, prin utilizarea experimentului ca metoda de cercetare, fapt care a influentat introducerea experimentului si in cercetarea proceselor psihice (ex: Senzatiile pure se obtin doar in laborator, insa ele isi pun amprenta in viata noastra imediat dupa nastere).&lt;br /&gt;Trebuie sa mentionam faptul ca A. Comte a fost unul dintre persoanele care au negat formarea psihologiei ca stiinta, obiectul ei fiind de competenta fiziologica(datorita aspectelor care leaga omul de animal). O alta cauza care, dupa parerea lui, psihologia nu ar trebuie catalogata ca o stiinta este valoarea stiintifica a introspectiei, acesta refuzand-o.&lt;br /&gt;In ciuda tuturor acestor fapte, Wundt infiinteaza primul laborator de psihologie, dupa numeroase cercetari experimentale anterioare, cu caracter psihofizic(par exemplu: relatia dintre stimul si senatie).&lt;br /&gt;Introspectia, ca tot am pomenint de ea, se caracterizeaza ca fiind folosirea auto-observatiei pentru relatarea evenimentelor sau experientelor interne (dar constiente) si subiective.&lt;br /&gt;Aceasta metoda a introspectiei a fost folosita de marele romancier al secolului XX, Marcel Proust in romanul sau "A la recherche du temps perdu" (In cautarea timpului pierdut). Tocmai de aceea este un roman greu de inteles, trebuie sa inveti sa delimitezi timpul, sa incerci sa descoperi timpul trecut, clipele petrecute de el, clipe de care isi aminteste in prezenta "a ceva"(de aici putem deduce o corelatie dintre memorie, gandire si perceptie) si timpul prezent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psihologia are la baza  si biologia, dovada fiind procesele psihice senzoriale (senzatie, perceptie si reprezentare), insa vom vedea mai tarziu de ce.&lt;br /&gt;Siintele si-au pus amprenta asupra psihologiei, insa nu putem uita si de viata sociala, care influenteaza comportamentul fiecaruia si nu numai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupa cum spuneam, muzica nu putea lipsi, si fiindca am o pasiune pentru cantecele in limba franceza v-am pregatit ceva frumos. "Je t'aime" piesa a Larei Fabian, ma zguduie, ma face sa vibrez....ma face sa uit de toate, iar vocea ei este de inegalat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KgAAcnVjsZs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KgAAcnVjsZs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841961681467081529-2027457725925437555?l=abytzooc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/feeds/2027457725925437555/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/2009/03/la-indrumarea-unei-persoane-indragite.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default/2027457725925437555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default/2027457725925437555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/2009/03/la-indrumarea-unei-persoane-indragite.html' title=''/><author><name>Squirtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06656214353625203819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYuB2Z-gDIU/ScZlazjYibI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7CQa8eTGlbI/S220/SN850833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841961681467081529.post-4044310763411351130</id><published>2009-03-23T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T11:04:49.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Descantec de ploaie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dupa o lunga rasfoire printre documentele mele am gasit prima piesa pe care m-am gandit sa o postez. Ea se numeste "Descantec de ploaie" si e cantata de Maria Magdalena Danaila. O femeie cu o voce superba! Pe  mine m-a surprins placut cu acest talent al ei. Se joaca cu notele muzicale redand ceva placut urechii.&lt;br /&gt;Versurile pe care ea le canta sunt, de fapt, scrise de Ana Blandiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poezia este absolut superba si de aceea am sa scriu cateva versuri:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman,times,serif;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;color:navy;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman,times,serif;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sunt cea mai frumoasă femeie pentru că tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Eşti departe plecat şi eu te aştept,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Şi tu ştii că te-aştept,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Sunt cea mai frumoasă femeie şi ştiu să aştept,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Şi totuşi aştept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am ales acest fragment din poezie, pentru simplu fapt ca ma reperezinta. Voi astepta pana cand el va veni la mine...&lt;br /&gt;Am promis ca imi voi tine gandurile de o parte si voi incerca sa ma tin de cuvant;)!&lt;br /&gt;Si iata vocea care pe mine m-a fermecat:). Cu siguranta veti ramane fascinati!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LG4DBldUREQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LG4DBldUREQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841961681467081529-4044310763411351130?l=abytzooc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/feeds/4044310763411351130/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/2009/03/descantec-de-ploaie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default/4044310763411351130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default/4044310763411351130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/2009/03/descantec-de-ploaie.html' title='Descantec de ploaie'/><author><name>Squirtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06656214353625203819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYuB2Z-gDIU/ScZlazjYibI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7CQa8eTGlbI/S220/SN850833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841961681467081529.post-5677238441979105921</id><published>2009-03-23T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T06:14:42.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De la Inima...la Inima</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ANUNȚ UMANITAR                    &lt;br /&gt;                    Se numește &lt;span id="lw_1236265821_0"&gt;Dragoș&lt;/span&gt; Croitoru, este elev în clasa a XII a la Liceul &lt;span id="lw_1236265821_1"&gt;Dante Alighieri&lt;/span&gt; din &lt;span id="lw_1236265821_2"&gt;București&lt;/span&gt; și a fost diagnosticat cu leucemie mieloblastică. 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Nu voi face un blog unde sa imi scriu gandurile sau asa mai departe, prefer sa le pastrez pentru mine, insa voi incerca sa fac ceva special(voi vedea in ce masura voi reusi). Nu promit sa postez in fiecare zi, fiindca stau cam prost cu timpul. Dupa cum spunea Preda la sfarsitul  marelui sau roman "Morometii" "timpul nu mai avea rabdare" eh..pare ca asa mi se intampla si mie...&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma impac deloc cu timpul :) asta e...&lt;br /&gt;So..see ya la urmatoarea postare :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841961681467081529-4574756791953787838?l=abytzooc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/feeds/4574756791953787838/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/2009/03/pentru-toate-este-un-inceput.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default/4574756791953787838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841961681467081529/posts/default/4574756791953787838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abytzooc.blogspot.com/2009/03/pentru-toate-este-un-inceput.html' title='Pentru toate este un inceput...'/><author><name>Squirtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06656214353625203819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYuB2Z-gDIU/ScZlazjYibI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7CQa8eTGlbI/S220/SN850833.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
