April 26, 2007
April 24, 2007
I founda this cultural learninx on the way in Tschermany. From an artistic, pictural and intellectual side of viewing, this documentary is not so exiting good and professional. But if you see this documentary, it can makes you feel sad, seeing those extreme stupid nazi-guys, who speak about 'niggers' and wanna let us believe black people are behind-the-woods. It makes you feel sad, if you see how they destroyed the life of Mister Noel Martin. It makes you feel sad if you hear the stupid talk of the inhabitants of the town... But it makes you feel lucky if you see the power of this man, which, in the last ten years, is able only to move his head. In the last ten years he created a foundation and fought against racism. This year he wanna die, and he hopes to becoma a new life. We can say, sure you will become a new life, Mister Martin, and we hope that you willa be soon reincarnated, even if you, in a certain way, wanna put an end to your life. Why it could not be possible that in the regular lifetime here auf earth you will hava, one day, a miracle makes you going again. Why not? That's what we believe, the people from uribistan.
@ Rudiger you were right there was a naked woman, but she was hidden in the bushes, how did you find out. The house is incorrect. You hava a light stress syndrome, drink beer with a lot of yeast in it.
@ fritz you needa a kinky massage it is not serious your stress level but you hava to watch it.
@Annette you couldn`t know that a woman was hiding in the bushes. You are pretty healthy and cana resist a lot of stress. Whata isa your secret?
@frau K (...) ein gefährlich blödes , blökendes Schaf, welches ihm die Wäscheklammern reicht.
we never looked at the pic from that point of view. Thanks for your perspective!
@anonym you need desperately help. We recomend you Mahmouds Dolphin Travel Watch boat trips. You geta discount we writa you a recipy.
@ Serena V you need serious anger management. You are nota stressed but possesed by a biblical anger.
April 22, 2007
Especially it isa called the Van-Tû Area. We are about ten villages and ona little town. We belong all to the Uribi Christian CHurch. It is a minority section, not very known, of the Nestorian Church in ASia. In our Religion we also hava influences of shamanistic thoughts and practices, we hava also zoroastrian, early buddhist and some islamic elements. We believe in reincarnation. Yes, even there are Atlantic elementz in our religion! That makes that our religion is one of the oldezt, I thinka the oldezt in the whole world! Therefore also we are very interested in modern forms of thinking, whicha are also very close in our mindz, like Anthropsfy. I'm so glad for my friend MUrat that he dizcovered with the help of Kronstadt & Canaillo the worldz of Anthropsfy! Wenn my mother wasa pregnant with me, we left the Aribi Heights. It's very hard to coma in, and also to geta out. Even Murat was not there until now. The othre people of Uribistan don't know much about us. We also speak Aribi dialect. But with Murat I speak High Classical Uribi. As I said, pregnante with me, my mother and father left Uribistan. If a wife is pregnant, here in the Aribi Land, we say that the unborn soul is putting together pieces of earth and a forming his new body in the mothers belly. Is the forming done, we get born (Oh, if I thinka about my mother my heart isa overstreaming!). My father is great shaman. We voyaged through Europe, and then, suddenly, I was borne in the Middle of big city Amsterdam, in a kind of cosmic centre, it wasa called The Milkey Way (my father did there great ceremony from the Aribi-Secret-Book). After we we went to London, Paris, New York, and to Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. THera we lived for 12 yearz. Here I must tell you, that my original name isa Mahat Hansi Gundeljew, but in America, they said 'Mat', sometimes also 'Mad'. After we went back to Europe, and we stood in Berlin. There I could make 3 yearz long Waldorf School! (my heart is overstreaming!). In WaldorfSchool I did euythmix and wet-in-wet paintinx. I also met my first real girl-friend, Amalia Diotima (from real anthro-parentz!). If I thinka about Amalia everything isa overstreaming! But then we wenta back to Uribistan. After beating up the communist hardlinerz, my father could initiate the FiRst Shaman UNiversity in the World, in the capital of Van-Tû Area, in Miritanhu (there isa also section in Hamasheyk Institute anda we try to maka section in Switzerland, Goetheanum). Backa in Uribistan I studied journaliszm and also arts. I did a practice in America and worked for The Herald TRibune. There people called me not any longer Gundeljew, but Gundo (they said: 'I'm making not a Gonzo-Journalism, but I'm making Gundo-journalism). Well, Murat and I, we will be ambassadors of Uribistan in the World Wide NetWorldz, we wille talk about Culture and will create Culture! Yesa, My Heart Is Overstreaming For All of You!
April 21, 2007
Aloa ha! (iz olde greetinx from Uribistan!) deara ladiez anda also gentlemaniez, I am Mat Gundo. I am very happy witha you now here on The Uribistani Daily, you all cuty Anthropsfy Blockheadz! Thisa evening I meta afteR longTime my dear Beloved Friend Murat Tchundyk in Hamasheyk Institute. Hea now is there also for DreamStudiez. Togethera we will make The Uribistan Daily to a fine, interesting Journal - talking anda writing about Uribi Boyz anda ofcourse Girlz & also about ANthropsfy and the Daily Life alsoa in Tschermany and the West. (thiz is for the Uribi friendz). The Staff of Hamasheyk Institute invitede uz for a After Hour Party withe Belly Dance SuperWomanStar. Woman dancing now is called Ann Etta anda very sexxy. Ita wasa very hotte Night. I love you all. Soon I will sende you my Biographsy. Love Feelingz sendz You , Yours Mat Gundo!
April 20, 2007
April 18, 2007
Please Annette and Fritz feel free to continue your conversation here. We the Antropsfy blogheads stand united behind your Kärma which is so obvious that a goat in Uribistan can feel it.
Yours frändly Murat Tchundyk
Profiles of the two:
Annette: " Vulkanologie ist übrigens eine Wissenschaft, die ich gerne mal für mich entdecken würde."
Fritz: " I am always very busy looking for hardworking children who work in my little uranium mine on the Suebian Alb."
April 17, 2007
Welcome to our 2nd Kasakhi stress test dearest lovely Antropsfy Blogheads!
This picture has 3 Elements: 1 a male 2 an animal, 3 surroundings
Our new cell pixel bits have different angles and show different elements according to the state of your nervous system. Please writa us what you see specify it and we work out the given data. Every Kasakhi stress test will be worked on and we will give recommendations to help you.
Yours frändly the Staff of Hamasheyk Institue of biological Cybernetics
April 09, 2007
P.S. posted on 10th of April. I hava founda today text of how one should listen to National Anthems. Vollendete Schöpfung: Nationalhymnen, Info 3 Juni, 2006. Ex-hero Green-Little-River: " Nationalhymnen sind musikalische Selbstbeschreibungen und Türen zur Herzkammer eines Landes.(...) Nationalhymnen zeigen, wohin ein grosses Gefühl gehen kann..."
Thänx Green-Little-River! It isa so nica!!
April 07, 2007
April 06, 2007
April 05, 2007
April 04, 2007
Enjoy working and leisuring in URIBISTAN be a part of our community of Kasakhi Sistas and Brothers try to make out of URIBISTAN a blooming country. ( you call it Bluhende Landschaften) We also need kids for our Childrenfactories, no cheese faced, heavy weighted PC kids you generate in the West or we therapise them in our children factories. Work is the road to Freedom. The Djermans put that over their leisure camps some years ago isn`t that so?
Anyway if you are interested to participate in our boom country just writa your interest in the comments.
TNT- The Ministry of Immigration of Uribistan, Aleyv Tybal *click pic and find Uribistan
April 02, 2007
I spread my wings
And I`m flying
Through the windows of your dreams
But your windows
Were not open
So I crashed against your window screen.
I didn`t know
that your security arrengements
were so drastic, cruel and hard.
So I`m peeling myself
from your window,
trying to clear the mess I left behind.
And I`m so stoned
like a granite boulder
trying to roll down from his hill.
And one day, one day, one day
I^m rolling back
to your lovely window sill.
And then I hope
That your windows are open
so we can hold hands and we can fly away.
Music and words: Murat Tchundyk, instruments: The Kasakhibrotherssoundsystem live pure!
Play your guitar E/A/H/A and sing along with your friends and tell them about Murat
at the campfire. copyright c Murat Tchundyk Soon there will be NEW CD in your shop!!!!