Some minor mistakes in war times

Another colour of WAR

Dearest lovely Antropsfy Blogheads ( specially Goy, Green little river and Happy beater Israel fans)
I ama back from Pamela Partying and I wanna rememba my two israeli girlfränds back in my younga days. They showed me very proud their military pics. I was at this time sucha prick being even afraid ofa big djerman sheperd doggy.I wonta giva you the names of two female soldiers, but Cheesus they were good girls. My grandma a anti semite my grandpa jewish chassidims from otha side and their grandparents survivors ofa concentrationcamp I thinka it wasa the big one nota the one they hada theatre and good uribi music. I tella you fränds there wasa no easy ding dong weewewewe acction between me and the two. I partly failed and partly succeeded buta that isa long long story...it was a horrible bermuda triangle thingy between us... anyway You canna imagine thata I ama still traumatized by the holocaust. Damn thing!!! I wasa losta between right and wrong between light and dark between Cheesus and Jehova, between Bible and Thora between grandma and grandpa. Later I ended up in Uribistan with Allah. So religion hasa always s.th. to do with sexual longing, buta I always lived a ina DIASPORA( Annette justa google it up my lida christian girl :) )
I tella you I never founda the ring ofa the three religions of Ephraim Lessing. I ama still longing for fulfillment.
Uribistan isa station ofa my DIASPORA ( for how long?)with ANtropsfy thingies it gave me the taste of Ephraims Ring . Buta not always.
Anyway I losta red thread whata I wanted to say. By the way this partying with Pamela was justa greät, buta after a while very boring so I willa turn to religion again... justa for a while... and then to pure reason...no more partying and no more prayin`.
So long fränds and goodbye i lova you all as you are we are greät community ofa madmen and madwomäns.
Magash!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yours Murat And hello to T. in Netanya and T. somewhere in the Negev desert. Sometimes i caught myself thinking when I see slideshow your daughtas are amongst them. The one at the barbed wire the one on the beach. I wonder whata woulda hava happen ifa my mum was jewish-ukrainian anda not my Dad. Tsssstsss... swimming in the Dead Sea witha my daughtas in the army, reading all your blogs and newspaper of Antropsfysts and being an agricultural apple plucker in the Negev.... Karma ? A trick of destiny? A joke? maybe or nota?

"Ich liebe dich, Krieg.

Ich liebe dich dafür, dass meine Jugend, mein Leben, mein Tod, mein Schmerz und meine Angst in dir sind. Dafür, dass du mich gelehrt hast, dass das dreckigste Leben immer noch tausendmal besser ist als der Tod. Dafür, dass bei dir Igor, Paschka, Mucha, Osipow noch lebten...Du bist meine erste Frau, meine erste Liebe. Viele Jahre sind vergangen, aber niemanden konnte ich so lieben wie dich. Mit achtzehn Jahren wurde ich als naiver Welpe in dich hineingeworfen, und ich bin in dir getötet worden. Und bin wiederauferstanden als hundertjähriger Greis, krank, mit leerem Blick und ausgebrannter Seele.
Du bist für immer in mir.
Du und ich, wir sind ein Ganzes. Nicht du und ich, sondern wir. Ich sehe dich mit deinen Augen, messe die Menschen an deinen Massstäben. Für mich ist immer Krieg.
Das erste Mal hast du mich noch lebend ausgespuckt, hast mich gehen lassen, aber ich konnte nicht allein, ich bin zurückgekehrt.
(...)
Ich werde den Ort aufsuchen, an dem ich die Läuse nährte, und den Hügel, wo meine Brüder, ein Geschenk von dir, gefallen sind, ich werde auf die Knie fallen, werde den von unserem Blut getränkten warmen, fruchtbaren Boden streicheln und sagen... was werde ich sagen?
Nichts einfach nur: Sei verflucht, Scheisskrieg! " Arkadi Babtschenko, aus:" Die Farbe des Krieges"

Liebe Antropsfy Blogheads,
Murat macht Party mit Pamela und Mat Gundo will Euch Perrücken verkaufen. Als Mensch mit deutschem Hintergrund möchte ich doch auf die essentielleren Dinge und Fragen des Lebens aufmerksam machen. Der Text ist ein Nachruf auf den letzten Sonntag, den Totensonntag wo alller Kriegsopfer gedacht wird. Ich möchte an meinen Freund Ivo aus Kroatien erinnern. Von Slivovitz durchtränkten Lichtkriegern wurde er befehligt damals bei der Schlacht um Dubrovnik, und strandete auf dem Sofa bei mir im Wohnzimmer. Nach vier Wochen Stille begann er zu sprechen, ungefähr waren es die Worte von oben. Nur einmal sprach er vom Krieg, dann nie wieder. Klar er war ein Fahnenflüchtiger, für mich ist Ivo ein Lichtkrieger, der den Erzengeln des nationalen Bewusstsein ala Green-little-River nicht gehorchte und mit michaelischer Kraft seinen ausgehungerten Augen wieder Licht zufügte, um mit positiven Blick dem Leben entgegen zu blicken.
Ich wünsche allen Männern, Frauen und Kinder, die vom Krieg verschluckt wurden und Wallhalla entronnen sind, dass sie den Mut des Erzengel Michaels aufbringen können, um dem Leben wieder neu zu vertrauen.
Wie nennen wir Krieg heute bewaffneten Konflikt, Kampf gegen den Terror, Kampf für mehr Demokratie, fallen Ihnen noch mehr solche Ausdrücke ein...a ja natürlich jetzt die anthroposophischen Salonnationalisten nennen es einen Lichtkrieg und Michaelskampf, wo das persönliche in etwas Höheres transzendiert wird. Wenn das Bein weg ist die Frau vergewaltigt wurde das Kind geschändet wurde in so einem Lichtkrieg redet keine Sau mehr vom Michaelskampf, das ist dann individuelles Karma. Bei solchen geistigen Ausflügen beginnen bei uns in Uribistan die Kamele an zu kotzen.
Herrmann Finkelsteen

Christmaspresentz anda 'How to be a real good, fine,attractive, young, womanizing anthropsfy-head ?!'

- mat gundo reportz - Dear readerz, now Christmas timez ara coming, and from the beginningz of September on, in shops you can get all kindz of thingies to give to your beloved friendz. If you are an anthropsfy-head, you also may think about the stuff you give your otha anthropsfy-friendz anda girl-friendz. Well, here we hava some fine thingiez: but maybe, you lika to use them yourself! Let's go!
Since former timez, until now, to become a serious anthropsfy head, anda also to hava some respect, it is good you know some basicz of anthropsfy. In our firzt posts here (before it was Uribistan Daily, anda was still made by Canailloz) lotz of thingiez are written about electric anda astral booties anda otha thingz you must know if you wanna be good anthropsfy-head.
Also for this purpose we hava fine little helperz, lika for example the Rudy-haircut programm with different anthro-haircut wiggiez! We hava for example standard type 'Rudy', we have the more styled type 'Bodo', for ostalgix-fanz we hava type 'Sergej', for traditional female anthropsfy-headz we have type 'Virginia', for youngsterz, new heroes anda anthro- blogfighterz we have type 'Bastie' (now even cheaper!!). Till now type 'Bastie' has not been sold so much (only Murat bought few of it, so you can see on picz at Canailloz).
With this haircutz, anda with kinda of black dress, you can match lotta pointz in the anthro-game. The haircut combined with the sharp-eyez mask gives you high satisfaction! If you wear those thingiez, ofcourse you have to look at your anthro-behaviour! Firzt: learn the basicz of anthro-speach (as written before), second specialize yourself in some important anthro-topicz: lika karma, invisible booties anda elementary beingz, anthro-kitsh art or, better, Joseph Beuys, Chartres, flowformz, projective geometry, Tarkowsky, social ideaz, DM, eurythmix anda otha enlightenmentz. Try to mix it all up and bring your own thing. Write a lot, or make conferencez, speaking about everything! You can speak on schoolz, or betta, rent your own hall anda you will see that in beginningz (mature) women (widowed, divorced, with uninterested huzbandz, natural singlez) will visit your spiritual talkz - afta conference, talk directly with them. A special and fine case are eurythmix-girlz. Come with them in a common spiritual flow anda invite them for dinner. Warning: don't forget: firzt of all, you have to look in your present-day city, if there is a vegetarian restaurant! Important: talk seriously anda not to loud, with emphasis on the consonantz anda maka short break between your heavy thoughtz, look discretely at a point between her heart and throat (warning: this must be learned, do it yourself in a mirror, othawise she may think you ara looking at her breastz!), or look few centimeter above her head (electric booty!) - listen with earz and the heart wide open - talk about spiritual thingiez! If you hava no answer: put on the sharp eyez mask anda keep yourself in heavy meaningful silence. Afta you talk about something totaly different, but with very deep bottom. Try to put secret meaningz in all the stuff you are talking about. At the dinner, look for a good biodynamic wine. Warning: lotz of eurythmix-girlz don't drink ofcourse! Order them the best and most exclusive bio-fruit drinkz. Afta you can drink some yogi-tea. Invite her to your house, or bring her to her house (ofcourse you pay the taxi). Talk about good vibrationz, now it's the time you hava deep look in her eyez, anda you say following thingiez (no, not thiz what Boogie said): 'You have a mysterious/ very good/ clear/ virginlike/ gorgeous/ strong/ powerful/ deepblue/ clear-red/ goldyellow/ brightgreen aura.'(you can combine thiz in different variationz). Warning: never bring this Frank Zappa lyrics as a joke 'Lick my aura, Dora, do ye want some mora, right here on the flora?' At this point of your anthropsfy-interaction, kidding is killing you!
Now she asks you to come with here in her home and drink some Goodnight/Sleep/Wellness Weleda tea. Afta lida smalltalk (ofcourse you ara admiring her room/appartment/house), say meaningful thingiez of the former incarnationz of her cat! Otha possibilitiez: taka one of her cd's anda tell something anthropsfylike about the composer - look at a picture on the wall: tell something anthropsfylike about the painter - taka a book from her small library anda tell something anthropsfylike about the writer anda about the personz in this book. Next, after cup of good tea: you talka about your experiences with Weleda anda Wala anda rhythmic massagez (ofcourse by pure coincidence you hava lida bottle with wild rose-massage oil of Weleda in your pocket) - and than you ask her to giva massage on neck and shoulderz. Do it very slowly anda with tender feelingz (talk also about astrology and the starz) - say how beautiful it is to be togetha in kosmos anda found eachotha in wide, empty worldz to do thiz wonderful thingiez. (important warning: don't use Weleda After Shave yourself, it is absolutely libido knocking-out - betta take normal Joop! or Bruno Banani !!) Then taka lida rest, drink some tea, listen lida bit Arvo Pärt anda talk about fluidal interactionz between human beingz - about warmth, etc. Don't forget: sharp eyez! For rest of night we wish you both hava nice sexy anthropsfy timez anda never forget vaticanies! (warning: thiz method is without guaranty for anthropsfy-wimpz!)

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-mat gundo reportz- As you could read in the sideboard, we do advertisementz for you! Now, Our ambassador in berlin, Mister Goy, have ordered three different advertisementz. We made the firzt (you can see beside). And because he is firzt, anda we like advertizement pic, we do it here lida bit bigger, enjoy doing it in the heavenz! (if you clicka on it, it is even more bigga!). Special message to Our Ambassador: ofcourse Mr. Hicklussar, your blogbeing, isa welcome in Uribi Highlandz, our Incredible Blogbeazt will take care of him. Meanwhile I take lotz of care of Susanna (showing her Magix Places in the Highlandz!).

Pamela Anderson and Murat Tchundyk

SucKsess maka you sexy!!!!!!
Try it out!!
Tommy Lee F.... you!!!!!!

Murat hits the US Hip Hop Charts!?????

Yesa I ama challanga thos americained MOFOS lika 50 cent and Eminem. We Uribis hava our own Hip Hop. Yeah I spend the last few months in the backyards and backstreets ofa Hamasheyk and thena my fränds thisa songa cama to me flyin lika bird. Dig this and buy ita!
Yours old MOFO Murat

Kidnapping 2 anda Jamphetamines druggiez

- Mat Gundo reportz - Olde Uribi word says: 'If you lost your ape, you will find camel.' Well, we lost our Zabim, anda found now new site for our videos, photographs anda lotz of music, it's called: Jamphetamines. We hope that this site will live longtimez, anda stays also good musical site, without to mucha videoz of only boops anda doing wild-as-a-horse dingdongz. In Zabim lotz of peoplez only put videoz with biggezt of all those thingiez! But, otha Uribi word: 'Is it worth a bunch of warm Yeti shit?' We have got our songz back now. Lost ape anda found camel!

From the real kidnapperz we do not know anything. Till now, bloody joking site of oversized girlz lustich.de did not react in anyway, but it's weekend, and they surely hava big fat lustich party with lot of spaghettiez anda cookiez anda drinkz and all that stuff. Maybe tomorrow thiz mister chief of lustich, the honorable Thomas Promny writes us letter. Also in internet nothing can be find of dizappearing of Zabim. But, readerz anda listenerz, you can hear us again! Jamphetamines is nice site, one thingie: my Uribi brotha Murat said to me he thinkz music soundz lida bit deeper anda also slower here. Do you think so? To me it seems lida bit deeper, but that's why before on Zabim it was lida bit higher as normal, now you hear my voice really sexy as it is. But to say it's slower, well maybe, but only 0,01 sekondz. I think, it's truth. Just enjoy it again! Overstreamingz!

WARNINGZ: our songz kidnapped by bloody djermanistan funsite?!

-Mat Gundo reportz- We don't know what happened to internetsite Zabim. You, dear readerz, you have thiz also on your PC, if you wanna hear our great Uribi campfire songz anda sing with us - you come on bloody funsite of lustich.de? Thiz is site where peoplez in djermanistan maka big dirty laughterz. Is Zabim now controlled by lustich.de anda his fat masquotti girlz? Or is it bloody hackerz who made thiz? Or, most bad possibility: they kidnapped our Uribisongz! I will write thiz guyz letter, official from our Daily anda of The Free anda Everyoung Republic!

PostaScript: Here is letter I wrote to guyz of Lustich Tribe:

Dearezt Mista Chief Thomas Promny, dearezt Manager-headz anda System-Headz of Lustich.de!
In our Uribistan Daily (URL below), we hava few fine songz published from Murat Tchundyk, the UHU (Uribistan Harmony Urcheztra) and me, Mat Gundo. Usually we have Zadim site, we put on the trackz. But now, if we, and all dear readerz of us, like to hear our songz, we come on your Djermanistan Laughter Site of Lustich.de with fat masquotti Girl. How this is possible? Did you eat Zabim, ok, fine, but where is our music? Is Zabim hacked by evil guyz (maybe of Tzjop Clan?) and now all peoplez who wanna hear good music, see only bloody jokez? Are we only site with this problem, or is it general bullshit-thingy? Anda is it also bullshitting for you? Maybe you did not notice thiz problem, anda you ara wondering why so many peoplez (also from Uribistan) ara visiting your site, even without speaking Djermanistany!I hope you can throw evil beside, lotz of Overstreamingz, Mat Gundo http://uribi.blogspot.com/

Soundtrack for November

Listen and geta real melancholic dive deep into your romantic soul dear reader. Breathe in and breathe outa.
Yours november-depression-preparing Murat

Tzjop Girl - Mat Gundo, Murat and special guest

copyright pics Murat Tchundyk

After the last shaman meeting in Uribi Highlands, me and Mat met Don Pepe from Mexico in the Uribi Midland Canyons at fullmoon. This wasa late summer. I discovered in the studio archives this beautiful recording from the canyons. We hada beautiful night. This isa song about Tzjop Girl. Soon I willa talk about my harem, I ama nearly convinced to geta rid of many womäns buta it isa difficuilt to say goodbye to s.th. you really love.
Yours Murat and enjoy listening to our Uribi Bob Dylan Mat Gundo