"Cheating husband double mutilated
A 32-year-old man in China used his wife's phone to send flirty e-mails to his mistress.
Infidelity cost him the limb - twice.
The man's 21-year-old wife discovered the e-mails, grabbed a pair of scissors and rushed into their bedroom and cut off her husband's penis while he slept, reports the Central European News.
The 32-year-old was rushed to the hospital where family fortune was successfully sewn back. The wife did, however sneak into the hospital, cut off his penis again and threw it out the window.
The body part was never found."
Besides the really shitty written article on its own, I couldn't stop my giggly-gig. Bitch was crazy! Psycho! It's not like the first time was enough, she had to do a double kill and make sure the body part was never to be seen again.
"The body part was never found": where the hell did it go then? Probably outside the window? Because who the hell would want a bloody ass peyniss they've found on the street? Maybe the wifey took it? What happened to her? Did she get arrested? Do people even get arrested? We don't know shit from this article. This text seemed to be written by a 13 year old!!!
I've seen several articles like this where a woman cut off her husband's dieck. But the pattern I've always seen is that it is ALWAYS happening in China! China really does the most effed up shit. If you ever see a brutal article where some body part is being removed, torture of an animal or whatever, it's probably the work of a Chinese.
Wednesday, January 14, 2015
Tuesday, January 13, 2015
Purpose of Life
What's the purpose of life?
That's a question we all ask ourselves at some point in our lives. This unanswered question has been a hot topic for us all for as long as we can remember. Many have religious inspired "answers", others barely think about it and others have other "answers" not based on religion or anything of that sort.
I have concluded an answer for myself. Which is a depressing conclusion. The purpose of not only just my life but for all humankind, in my eyes, is simply:
There is no purpose.
What do you mean? If you think of the facts, the big picture of our lives, you will start to see a pattern. I am excluding a lot of details now but we simply are born, most of us follow what society expects of us: study, get a job, live and do whatever you want in between and then die. That's the plan for a lot of us, then there are exceptions and different ways of living but a lot comes down to how we are going to earn money.
The world is all about money, money, money, and if you don't have money then what do you do? You die. Yeah, you die, because in the end, you won't be able to support yourself. Well, you could also go hunting and such but what kind of life would that be? Pretty dull for my taste.
But what if you wanted to travel, see the world, eat tasty food and such? Just live life easily. You would need money and money comes from having to work. And then we are there again, work. Which is what we all strive for, because unless you're Kim Kardashian or some other bitch who earns tons of cash by flashing her coochie, you just gotta work.
But making an earning is really diffcult on its own. We, complex humans need to be punched in the face real hard, many, many times before we reach an eventual success. But for what reason? To appreciate the success? Isn't it nice to instead live happily most of the time in our success, and experience less hardships? Do you get what I mean? Probably not...
But in the end, all the struggles, all the bad times was for what purpose? Sure, it's nice being happy all the time, if that's your life, but life will never, NEVER let you be happy all the time. Never, so that doesn't exist. Why does this negativity exist? Why does this hapiness exist when we all in the end will just die and never ever exist ever again?
Even though Michael Jackson was huge for mankind, even though Elvis Presley was huge for us too, and all other big legends, nature will always win the battle. That end is called death. In the end we are all equal beings.
You know when you go to a huge concert, let's say to a Lady Gaga concert. It's a huge scene, lots of cool props and such, and you wait patiently for Gaga to come out. The scene is epic as hell and you expect Gaga to be something big to pop out, right? But in the end she is physically the same size as you are, as your mum, dad, aunt, friend. No other human is bigger than anyone else physically. If Gaga was the size of an elephant then that'd be something great on the scene, but she isn't. The same goes for every other legendary artist too. In the end we all die equally.
And that's the sad purpose of life. There is no purpose. We all have our journey but we will all end up dead, no where to be seen ever again.
People don't want to realize these facts that's why religion, having a soul and other stuff comes up to the surface, to comfort our minds, to keep the thought on a positive note. That maybe, just maybe in the end there will be a continuation or purpose.
But think about it, do we have facts pointing on a continuation after life? No, not at this current state of life.
I am very lost in my life right now, that's why I thought of this... My purpose in life. When you have no purpose, then you have nothing to fight for and when you have nothing to fight for, you have nothing and you'll settle for anything. And I don't wanna settle for anything. Sigh. Everything is just a blur for me right now.
You just exist and then you're gone.
I could die right here, right now because this is my answer for the purpose of life and I am not scared of death, I'm just scared of how much I'll suffer if I'm on my way to die or am gonna die. Don't wanna suffer too much, hehe. And if anyone has read this long ass text so far, I'm just letting you know, I'm not suicidal, I'm just not afraid to die.
Sad but true. Think about it. Every excuse or argument that you think will turn my argument around will end up at the same spot where we started: there is no purpose.
That's a question we all ask ourselves at some point in our lives. This unanswered question has been a hot topic for us all for as long as we can remember. Many have religious inspired "answers", others barely think about it and others have other "answers" not based on religion or anything of that sort.
I have concluded an answer for myself. Which is a depressing conclusion. The purpose of not only just my life but for all humankind, in my eyes, is simply:
There is no purpose.
What do you mean? If you think of the facts, the big picture of our lives, you will start to see a pattern. I am excluding a lot of details now but we simply are born, most of us follow what society expects of us: study, get a job, live and do whatever you want in between and then die. That's the plan for a lot of us, then there are exceptions and different ways of living but a lot comes down to how we are going to earn money.
The world is all about money, money, money, and if you don't have money then what do you do? You die. Yeah, you die, because in the end, you won't be able to support yourself. Well, you could also go hunting and such but what kind of life would that be? Pretty dull for my taste.
But what if you wanted to travel, see the world, eat tasty food and such? Just live life easily. You would need money and money comes from having to work. And then we are there again, work. Which is what we all strive for, because unless you're Kim Kardashian or some other bitch who earns tons of cash by flashing her coochie, you just gotta work.
But making an earning is really diffcult on its own. We, complex humans need to be punched in the face real hard, many, many times before we reach an eventual success. But for what reason? To appreciate the success? Isn't it nice to instead live happily most of the time in our success, and experience less hardships? Do you get what I mean? Probably not...
But in the end, all the struggles, all the bad times was for what purpose? Sure, it's nice being happy all the time, if that's your life, but life will never, NEVER let you be happy all the time. Never, so that doesn't exist. Why does this negativity exist? Why does this hapiness exist when we all in the end will just die and never ever exist ever again?
Even though Michael Jackson was huge for mankind, even though Elvis Presley was huge for us too, and all other big legends, nature will always win the battle. That end is called death. In the end we are all equal beings.
You know when you go to a huge concert, let's say to a Lady Gaga concert. It's a huge scene, lots of cool props and such, and you wait patiently for Gaga to come out. The scene is epic as hell and you expect Gaga to be something big to pop out, right? But in the end she is physically the same size as you are, as your mum, dad, aunt, friend. No other human is bigger than anyone else physically. If Gaga was the size of an elephant then that'd be something great on the scene, but she isn't. The same goes for every other legendary artist too. In the end we all die equally.
And that's the sad purpose of life. There is no purpose. We all have our journey but we will all end up dead, no where to be seen ever again.
People don't want to realize these facts that's why religion, having a soul and other stuff comes up to the surface, to comfort our minds, to keep the thought on a positive note. That maybe, just maybe in the end there will be a continuation or purpose.
But think about it, do we have facts pointing on a continuation after life? No, not at this current state of life.
I am very lost in my life right now, that's why I thought of this... My purpose in life. When you have no purpose, then you have nothing to fight for and when you have nothing to fight for, you have nothing and you'll settle for anything. And I don't wanna settle for anything. Sigh. Everything is just a blur for me right now.
You just exist and then you're gone.
I could die right here, right now because this is my answer for the purpose of life and I am not scared of death, I'm just scared of how much I'll suffer if I'm on my way to die or am gonna die. Don't wanna suffer too much, hehe. And if anyone has read this long ass text so far, I'm just letting you know, I'm not suicidal, I'm just not afraid to die.
Sad but true. Think about it. Every excuse or argument that you think will turn my argument around will end up at the same spot where we started: there is no purpose.
Thursday, January 8, 2015
Sthlm: Christmas 2014
I went home, to mah home city Stockholm! The first thing to happen: party. Every weekend was a party, and one weekend was a cruise. Yeah about the cruise!
Me, Jimmy, Diana, Charles, "Kammie", Gabby, Inara, Anton and some more went for le cruise and it was nice to just meet the old high school friends from IEGS! Unfortunately Jimmy had too much and he was hangover for the whole cruise...
I have more pics of other parrtiez but I'll post about them later.
Abandoned Houses and more
Hellooo there! It's been hell of a while since I was here. I'll update ya'll on what's been going on in my life, focusing on different events.
First off! I found two amazing abandoned houses! From the 60's / 70's super close to where I live! There were several, smaller abandoned things around these houses and I was crazily thrilled when I discovered these houses! I was alone, strolling around outside of this other abandoned weapon factory (all the doors are all sealed, hence I couldn't access them) and I then decided to go a little further than usual. So I climbed up a mountain, found some extra abandoned junk and then continued further into the forest. Suddenly I was seeing... Some amazing stuff. I'll let the pictures talk from now on.
Okay, first off, down below are the doors to enter the factory, I think I've posted about these before, haven't I?
Imagine how thrilled I was when I saw this house, and even more excited when my "this is abandoned" senses were ringing!
I'm a scared ass, paranoid creature, been seeing too many horror movies. After discovering this place I called Leo to "get his ass over here", because "I think this place is abandoned". And so I waited for him to come up to this place and we went in together.
You see the light blue door on the picture above? Apparently that's the basement. We went inside and what was inside was... nothing special. Pics below shows that.
But then we went out again and went around the corner to find this door, by the side of the house!
It was open!
But kind of disappointing. As you can see below, there's only graffiti all over the place. Really bad graffiti too! This is just shit, nothing is art. If you're gonna do graffiti, at least be fairly good at it so that it is slightly pleasurable to the eye, this just makes my eyes hurt.
There's a funny story to this particular small spaced toilet. Outside of this little small space says "to go upstairs", some graffiti shit, well, they fooled us. Because when we expected stairs we instead got this. The WC was kinda clean and new too!
You know, the adventure wasn't done there. I saw this house from afar but I was scared someone might live over there but Leo said we should go and check out the house anyway and so we got closa.. an' closa. And when I saw a broken window + uncut grass my "this is abandoned" senses went ape shit. This beautiful house, looking so damn untouched, like I was among the first people there, made my heart grow for this place more and more.
The adventure didn't stop on the outside. Of course we found a way in.. and down.
I would never dare to go down the basement alone, yet alone just walk inside this place! Thank god Leo was with me, he didn't seem scared at all.
The microwave below is broken into glasses, as you can see. Do you also get the 60/70's feeling?
"Dirt". Not just any type of dirt. If you look closely you'll see it's dead mice. Not the big ass mice, but the smaller, cuter ones. It's a really fascinating picture actually... From the left you can see the skeleton, old disgusting, dead stuff and as you move more and more to the right you'll see more flesh and in the end, very right side there's a newly dead mouse.
When I first saw this I immediately thought of someone with some bizarre mind was around. Like "who kills animals on purpose?! They're probably a murderer...". I rarely get those danger bells ringing when I see dead animals, maybe cause the situation was in this empty house. But Leo calmed me down by telling it's the mice probably eating each other, they fell down, couldn't get up and died on the spot.
There was more, not just the two houses.
Follow me on instagram. The pics below are from my IG: saphientia
Stole this pic from Leo
I'll be making a YouTube video of this place, when I get some time. Otherwise I have recently posted some new videos on my channel: click here
First off! I found two amazing abandoned houses! From the 60's / 70's super close to where I live! There were several, smaller abandoned things around these houses and I was crazily thrilled when I discovered these houses! I was alone, strolling around outside of this other abandoned weapon factory (all the doors are all sealed, hence I couldn't access them) and I then decided to go a little further than usual. So I climbed up a mountain, found some extra abandoned junk and then continued further into the forest. Suddenly I was seeing... Some amazing stuff. I'll let the pictures talk from now on.
Okay, first off, down below are the doors to enter the factory, I think I've posted about these before, haven't I?
Now down below: here are some new stuff that I discovered that day, before Christmas holiday.
Imagine how thrilled I was when I saw this house, and even more excited when my "this is abandoned" senses were ringing!
I'm a scared ass, paranoid creature, been seeing too many horror movies. After discovering this place I called Leo to "get his ass over here", because "I think this place is abandoned". And so I waited for him to come up to this place and we went in together.
You see the light blue door on the picture above? Apparently that's the basement. We went inside and what was inside was... nothing special. Pics below shows that.
But then we went out again and went around the corner to find this door, by the side of the house!
It was open!
But kind of disappointing. As you can see below, there's only graffiti all over the place. Really bad graffiti too! This is just shit, nothing is art. If you're gonna do graffiti, at least be fairly good at it so that it is slightly pleasurable to the eye, this just makes my eyes hurt.
There's a funny story to this particular small spaced toilet. Outside of this little small space says "to go upstairs", some graffiti shit, well, they fooled us. Because when we expected stairs we instead got this. The WC was kinda clean and new too!
You know, the adventure wasn't done there. I saw this house from afar but I was scared someone might live over there but Leo said we should go and check out the house anyway and so we got closa.. an' closa. And when I saw a broken window + uncut grass my "this is abandoned" senses went ape shit. This beautiful house, looking so damn untouched, like I was among the first people there, made my heart grow for this place more and more.
The adventure didn't stop on the outside. Of course we found a way in.. and down.
I would never dare to go down the basement alone, yet alone just walk inside this place! Thank god Leo was with me, he didn't seem scared at all.
The microwave below is broken into glasses, as you can see. Do you also get the 60/70's feeling?
"Dirt". Not just any type of dirt. If you look closely you'll see it's dead mice. Not the big ass mice, but the smaller, cuter ones. It's a really fascinating picture actually... From the left you can see the skeleton, old disgusting, dead stuff and as you move more and more to the right you'll see more flesh and in the end, very right side there's a newly dead mouse.
When I first saw this I immediately thought of someone with some bizarre mind was around. Like "who kills animals on purpose?! They're probably a murderer...". I rarely get those danger bells ringing when I see dead animals, maybe cause the situation was in this empty house. But Leo calmed me down by telling it's the mice probably eating each other, they fell down, couldn't get up and died on the spot.
There was more, not just the two houses.
Follow me on instagram. The pics below are from my IG: saphientia
I'll be making a YouTube video of this place, when I get some time. Otherwise I have recently posted some new videos on my channel: click here
Thursday, December 18, 2014
The Past
The main and only reason that I had when I started blogging was to document my life, a reason for me to look back in the past and see how much have changed.
Yeah... That's the thing, change. Today I played an album that has emotional connection to me. That album represented a period of my life, not just any period, but THAT period: high school. Here it is, in Swedish: http://soofsofia.bloggplatsen.se/sida-2/
I often think about my high school time. I think most Swedish people have a special place in their hearts for this period of time. It was revolutionary for us all, good or bad. For me it was... Both. But I mostly have very positive and happy moments when I think about it. Real love, real heart breaks, real parties, real drama, stuff like that. I was very, if not extremely active. Socially active. Everyday was a new adventure, a lot has to do with Kk that I hung out with after school, she would hang out with me and we'd go on different adventures and explored Stockholm on our own. Spontaneous hangouts. Then Diana also has a major role in my life, thank God she is still in my life, can't be thankful enough, she is my party buddy, the party queen, Queen D, haha. She is always up for a good time, for parties in any form. And then we have miss SaumaN, the grounded mum, hahaha! No but she is so wise, a real shoulder to lean on and talk about anything with. These people, these girls, made up most of my time in high school and we have gone through so much together.
And then there's the "extras"... Otto... Islam.. These bitches fucked me up in so many ways.
You change during this time, you find yourself along the way, or at least are on your way to find yourself. But one thing is for sure, you change. And you know that.
For me, where I stand... Looking back a half year ago, 6 months ago, I would be very secure about my life choices. It went okay, I was still interested in life and what it had to offer. But the months passed and here I stand.. 6 months later and I've turned 180. So much has happened inside my head and heart. I am more lost than I've ever been in my life. This is my kryptonite. I've never failed in my life, it has always been straight forward, but now here I stand, fucking lost and shit and I have a huge mountain to climb, not just that, but I am also carrying fucking elephants on my shoulders. This is my biggest challenge ever, in my life. God gives his strongest soldiers his hardest challenges.. Yeah, some quote is going like that.
No but seriously...
Yeah... That's the thing, change. Today I played an album that has emotional connection to me. That album represented a period of my life, not just any period, but THAT period: high school. Here it is, in Swedish: http://soofsofia.bloggplatsen.se/sida-2/
I often think about my high school time. I think most Swedish people have a special place in their hearts for this period of time. It was revolutionary for us all, good or bad. For me it was... Both. But I mostly have very positive and happy moments when I think about it. Real love, real heart breaks, real parties, real drama, stuff like that. I was very, if not extremely active. Socially active. Everyday was a new adventure, a lot has to do with Kk that I hung out with after school, she would hang out with me and we'd go on different adventures and explored Stockholm on our own. Spontaneous hangouts. Then Diana also has a major role in my life, thank God she is still in my life, can't be thankful enough, she is my party buddy, the party queen, Queen D, haha. She is always up for a good time, for parties in any form. And then we have miss SaumaN, the grounded mum, hahaha! No but she is so wise, a real shoulder to lean on and talk about anything with. These people, these girls, made up most of my time in high school and we have gone through so much together.
And then there's the "extras"... Otto... Islam.. These bitches fucked me up in so many ways.
You change during this time, you find yourself along the way, or at least are on your way to find yourself. But one thing is for sure, you change. And you know that.
For me, where I stand... Looking back a half year ago, 6 months ago, I would be very secure about my life choices. It went okay, I was still interested in life and what it had to offer. But the months passed and here I stand.. 6 months later and I've turned 180. So much has happened inside my head and heart. I am more lost than I've ever been in my life. This is my kryptonite. I've never failed in my life, it has always been straight forward, but now here I stand, fucking lost and shit and I have a huge mountain to climb, not just that, but I am also carrying fucking elephants on my shoulders. This is my biggest challenge ever, in my life. God gives his strongest soldiers his hardest challenges.. Yeah, some quote is going like that.
No but seriously...
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
Abandoned building!
I filmed these videos back in 2013 but I never made the videos until now... But here they are! Check out my channel where I have more newly posted "abandoned videos", but also my Thai/Vietnam trip from 2013!
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
Wtf World, Wtf?!
I just need to rant on this one.
Here's a text that has thousands of likes on Facebook and people seem to praise this dude for his "wise words", when in fact it's just common sense. Excuse for any weird words or sentences, this was immediately translated through Google. But you'll get the point.
It may seem shocking, but his words are, after all, very wise ... Jared Wilson is an author, pastor and spouse.
He also has a blog where he writes very sensible things ... And he has also used his blog to this remarkable confession which recently has spread like wildfire on the net ... You will soon understand why.
"I have a confession ... I am married and have a mistress.
Yes, I am dating a woman. It is truly an amazing girl. She is beautiful, smart, mischievous and she's strong ... I like to go out with her at night, take her out to a restaurant, cinema and when I'm with her I tell her how wonderful she is. I can not be mad at her for more than five minutes, and when I see her smile brightens the whole of my day.
Sometimes she comes to see me at work and without notice. Sometimes she takes me on a delicious lunch or surprise she me with a good cake that she has baked. I can not understand how I could be so lucky to meet this woman, even though I'm married. By the way, I encourage you to really test you as well, you will see what a delight it is in life!
Oh! Did I say that this mistress, the woman who I date, also my wife? Well, what did you think ...?
What I would say is that the love life does not stop just because you're married. I want to continue to be my wife's lover and go out with her as if it were the first time even though I'm married to her. I do not want to stop courting her, I would not stop charm her just because we both have said "yes". But I often see relationships that fall into a routine for the two parties are no longer see themselves as lovers.
When you are with someone you get to know a person in a special and unique way. Why would you want it runs out? It should not make. The passion you knew on a first date should not have to be extinguished because of the years go by. Wake up each day and courting your wife as if you were still at the beginning of the relationship. You'll see that if you see it that way, then your relationship will change completely.
The key to any relationship whatsoever is communication and the quest to constantly be loved by the other. What would love be without it?
I encourage you therefore to dating your wife, to woo her with all your energy and all your heart ... And that a "yes" does not mean that you have won her and that you have nothing more to do. On the contrary, it is just the beginning. "
- Jared Wilson"
I know it's not obvious to everyone and obviously it isn't since people praise this dude. But if you really think about this, isn't this common sense in a way? I think most of us can come to this thinking in our minds if we just sat down and reflected upon this.
I knew very early in the text that he was speaking about the same woman and not two separate.
Maybe I'm too much of a romantic, maybe I'm very old-fashioned when it comes to love and relationships but if I would be in a serious, healthy relationship then these things would come automatically, the "dating things" Wilson is writing about. Shouldn't we all go on dates with our loved ones, even if it's a marriage of 30 years? As Wilson says in the text, you shouldn't settle because the years pass by. I understand relationships actually turn into more of a friendship down the road, if you think about it. When feelings settle and that first spark has kind of diminished. But it's just fucking common sense to keep the spark up with these dates. I don't understand how this text got so popular. I can only come to one answer why, and that is simply because people fucking forgot how to keep the love up and going. People forgot how to cherish their loved ones, people forgot how to appreciate the love and remind each other that they are fucking loved, beautiful and awesome. People forget to remind each other about that. And that is what made me pissed.
Everybody wants to feel loved, cherished and appreciated, sometimes being spoiled... Men and women. So why not just fucking give that to each other? And if the other person doesn't see these beautiful acts of yours then let them fuck off.
Bye.
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