mercoledì 23 aprile 2008

HACK YOUR BRAIN!



1: Max Your Mind's Performance by Distracting Yourself

2: Caffeinate With Care: Small Shots Do a Brain Better Than Big Blasts

3: Feed Your Mind With Impressive Information

4: Think Positive, and You Will Get Smarter

5: Give Your Intellect a Boost — Just Say Yes to Doing the Right Drugs!

6: How to Juice Your IQ Score

7: Thalamus, Cortex, Amygdala ... Pick Apart the Brain

8: Don't Panic. It Makes You Stupid.

9: Embracing Chaos Could Bring Order to Your Memory

10: Take on Any Map by Getting Visual

11: Up Your Intelligence by Choosing Your Exercise Wisely

12: Comprehension Climbs When You Slooooow Doooown


da Wired

Pubblicato da ilCiAkkA alle mercoledì, aprile 23, 2008

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All Along The Watchtower
io sono il joker, lui il thief

There must be some way out of here
Said the joker to the thief
There's too much confusion here
I can't get no relief
Businessmen they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None of them know along the line
What any of this is worth

No reason to get excited
The thief, he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who think that life is but a joke
But you and I, we've been through that
And that is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
Because the hour is getting late

All along the watchtower
I steadily kept my view
While my woman came and went
Barefoot servants too

All I got is a red guitar
Three chords
And the truth

All I got is a red guitar
The rest is up to you

There's no reason to get excited
The thief, he kindly spoke
There are some among us here
Say that life is just a joke
You and I, we've been through that
And that is not our fate (at least today)
So let us not talk falsely now
Because the hour is getting late
Late...


Love over Gold
dire straits

You walk out on the high wire
you're a dancer on thin ice
you pay no heed to the danger
and less to advice
your footsteps are forbidden
but with a knowledge of your sin
you throw your love to all the strangers
and caution to the wind

And you go dancing through doorways
just to see what you will find
leaving nothing to interfere
with the crazy balance of your mind
and when you finally reappear
at the place where you came in
you've thrown your love to all the strangers
and caution to the wind

It takes love over gold
and mind over matter
to do what you do that you must
when the things that you hold
can fall and be shattered
or run through your fingers like dust

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