Vodafone si nesimtirea
Astazi mi-am instalat Viber pe telefon. A venit un amic din afara si singura metoda de a vorbi cu el fara un cost astronomic era un VoIP. Dar surpriza. Dupa 15 minute de incercari nereusite prin 3g am decis sa incerc prin wifi. A mers fara probleme.Eu sunt pe Vodafone. Am incercat si pe Orange si pe Cosmote si mergea fara nici o problema. Dupa putin research am descoperit ca Vodafone, dupa cum ma asteptam, blocheaza porturile folosite de aplicatiile de VoIP. Am sunat de cateva ori la ei, si dupa niste transferuri de la un operator la altul nu am ajuns nicaieri, o tineau una si buna cu a lor, pentru VoIP trebuie sa platesc suplimentar 3.5 E. Le-am spus ca ma doare fix in cur de banii aia si sunt extrem de deranjat ca eu am platit un produs pe care nu il am. Am platit Internet 1000 care include 1GB de date. Ori in lumea internetului datele sunt date, nu exista voce. Exista biti, exista siruri de 1 si 0 transferati de la un terminal la altul, si ei imi restrictioneaza accesul la asta. Si ca porturile alea blocate sunt blocate pentru orice, nu doar voce.
Dar fie, nu aveam cu cine asa ca am promis ca revin cu un telefon cu o plangere legata de date. Si am revenit. Plangerea era clara, nu pot folosi functia de chat din Viber. Mi s-a spus iarasi ca pentru a putea folosi Viber trebuie sa platesc extreaoptiunea de VoIP. Le-am repetat ca faptul ca nu pot trimite mesaje prin Viber nu are treaba cu VoiP, este un serviciu de messaging prin internet. Am stat, cred, cam 2 ore in telefon pe tema asta fara sa concluzionez nimic. Au incercat chiar sa ma convinga ca developerii aplicatiei sunt responsabili de asta si trebuie sa ii contactez. Din nou am incercat sa le explic ca nu. Developerii au ales un anumit port de comunicatie a aplicatiei si ei l-au blocat. Raspunsul a fost ca daca Google, yahoo, Gmail functioneaza inseamna ca am internet. Aceleasi sabloane repetate la infinit, oricum oamenii cu care vorbeam nu stiau sa spuna altceva decat asta.
Am mai citit pe forumuri, inclusiv cele Vodafone, si ar fi inutil sa mentionez faptul ca sunt o gramada de utilizatori nemultumiti:
Day by night
This is something i have been trying to get for a long time, but never had the state of mind or the right tripod.
These are long 30 seconds exposures taken at midnight in Tyulenovo, using the Samyang 14mm at f 2.8, iso 800. I used light painting using a head mounted led flashlight for the roks. Only tricky part was getting down and up from there in almost pitch black . Fresh, taken just 11 hours ago.
Poem fara inceput
Cateva cuvinte legate intr-o dimineata calda de azi. Subiect pentru schimbari ulterioare.
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Cand in moartea rosie-a zilei
Noaptea trage sa se nasca
Si vazduhul tot te-imbie
Cu lumina-i nefireasca
Tu aseaza-te de-o parte
Lasa gandul sa te lase
Si priveste ca-ntr-o carte,
Lumea-ntreaga o descoase.
Caci e rima fara noima,
Un vis far’ de visatori
O balada anonima
Simfonia-i de culori.
Si cand noaptea te orbeste
Si cand aeru-i curat
Tu de ea iti aminteste
Ce pe tine te-a creat
Doug
Duminica, intr-un parc l-am cunoscut pe Doug. Era un catel foarte frumos cu privirea trista. A venit la mine iar eu am crezut in mod fals ca vine sa se joace. Insa nu a facut asta. In loc si-a gasit un petic de iarba undeva la picioarele mele si s-a lasat pe el.
Avea ochi incredibili si asta mi-a atras imediat atentia. Nu parea sa se supere ca am scos camera si nici faptul ca superagularul meu era destul de intrusiv. S-a intins cu botul pe labe in directia soarelui care statea de ceva vreme sa apuna. De fapt nu parea sa ma bage deloc in seama. Era prins in lumea lui si privea in orizont.Din cand in cand adormea, scaldandu-se in lumina calda a ultimelor raze de soare. O lasa sa ii curga prin corp,o lasa sa danseze de-a lungul firelor de blana.Si adormea, ghemotit precum un fetus.Din cand in cand se trezea, se uita in jur, se uita in ochii mei de parca ar vrea sa spuna ceva pentru care nu isi gasea cuvintele (sau in cazul lui o forma de expresie). Nu latra, nu dadea din coada si nu raspundea la nici un fel de mangaieri.Lume mai trecea pe langa, treceau copii care il admirau si il stigau. Treceau adulti si batrani. Se uita si la ei cu o oarecare nostalgie si apoi revenea in visarea lui.M-am gandit ca ar putea fi bolnav, insa parea cat se poate de sanatos. Aproape o ora si-a mentinut rutina. Se scula din cand in cand, mai privea catre soarele muribund apoi adormea la loc.Si intr-un final pamantul si soarele s-au atins in orizont iar Doug le-a privit intalnirea indelung. Si cand soarele a murit in sfarsit si frigul a umplut aerul, a inchis si el ochii si a adormit.
Synchronicity
Synchronicity is the experience of two or more events that are apparently causally unrelated or unlikely to occur together by chance and that are observed to occur together in a meaningful manner. The concept of synchronicity was first described in this terminology by Carl Gustav Jung, a Swiss psychologist, in the 1920s.
The concept does not question, or compete with, the notion of causality. Instead it maintains that, just as events may be grouped by cause, they may also be grouped by meaning. A grouping of events by meaning need not have an explanation in terms of cause and effect.
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This Sunday I had a chance to test out my just bought Samyang 14mm f/2.8 lens. The conclusion is that it’s a beautiful, beautiful lens on a full frame. Extremly sharp even at 2.8 across most frame, mo major ghosting or problems.The fact that its manual only is a bit of a downside but given the purpose and the price of it it’s nothing worth mentioning. Luckily I managed to find a very nice context to it, a small flooded forest in Branesti, near Bucharest.
The road to hell…
You have to understand my friend that the world was never written in black and white. No matter what you do, each action you take will be both good and evil even if you will see it to the end of your life in a positive manner it never will be. It will be just a selfish choice you made because it will be the self that took it. No matter how innocent it may seem, how normal and how good the intentions behind it. You will do your best and at the end of your life behind you there can lie the shattered earth. And still have a smile on your face. Many times it’s the best of deeds that do the most of evil if you are unable to see past your own walls. And to be able to do that is yet another choice you have to make. You can take the easy road and always be right in your own little context and you would have lived and died like an angel.
Or you can take the red pill and your road just got a whole lot harder. And from there only more difficult choices, each one a pain to take, each one shattering lives. And you may keep going your old way but carry the weight of it all on your shoulders until it eats you up. Or you can try and keep a balance between good and evil, compromising where possible and always take a peek on the other side of you before deciding. Or you can just be Zen and do nothing that could possibly harm anyone or anything. Just look and learn.
Well my friend, sometimes it’s best to keep a coin around, like me.
Yours truly
The antagonist
warning: The below image is graphic and might be considered offensive.
Dystalgia
Dystalgia : noun – The feeling of longing for another time and circumstances that could have happened but didn’t.
Somewhere out there the warmth of your skin upon mine and your intoxicating scent sends ripples across endless oceans of possibility. I can feel the moment from here.
