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   Arindam Banerjee to Arindam Banerjee   
   Re: Vysotsky, Empathy and Self-Esteem -    
   09 Feb 24 05:23:53   
   
   From: banerjeeadda1234@gmail.com   
      
   On Saturday 10 February 2024 at 00:17:04 UTC+11, Arindam Banerjee wrote:   
   > On Friday 9 February 2024 at 01:47:29 UTC+11, Ilya Shambat wrote:    
   > > In a song called "Ships," the Soviet Union's greatest songwriter Vladimir   
   Vysotsky stated, "I have no trust in fate, in myself even less faith." This   
   statement poses a profound challenge to much contemporary thought in   
   psychology.   
   > Silly.   
   > >    
   > > According to contemporary psychology, self-faith (or self-esteem) is a   
   prerequisite for a successful existence. According to this thought, Vysotsky   
   should have been a complete loser. And yet he was one of the most successful   
   singers and songwriters    
   in all of history. How can this be?   
   > Usually mediocre and loud people are very successful, especially if they can   
   rake up some controversy.   
   > >    
   > > Well it turns out that there is a very obvious reason why this can be.   
   Self-faith and self-esteem are far from the only powers out there. Vystosky   
   has been described by many people as being "the soul of Russia." What does   
   this mean?   
   > Those "many" people may want a soulless chap to be labelled such, to deny   
   Russia has any soul, or innate spirit that is unique in its way.    
   > >   
      
   > "Arindam Banerjee"  wrote in message   
   > news:890e65ea.03072...@posting.google.com...   
   > > The song of my heart is Alyona;   
   > > For, the love of my life is Alyona.   
   > > Alyona Alyona Alyona   
   > > The love of my life is Alyona.   
   > >   
   > > The green of her eye's the ocean   
   > > That's forever mystery -   
   > > Alyona Alyona Alyona   
   > > She's forever mystery.   
   > >   
   > > The salt of my life is Alyona.   
   > > The spring of my life is Alyona.   
   > > The birds they cry Alyona   
   > > O'er the surf that foams out her name.   
   > >   
   > > Alyona Alyona Alyona   
   > > What have you done to me?   
   > > Alyona Alyona Alyona   
   > > How you inspire me!   
   > >   
   > > I'll search, search for Alyona   
   > > Though she is ever with me!   
   > > For the blood of my veins is Alyona   
   > > And the air I breathe is she.   
   > > Alyona Alyona Alyona   
   > > The air I breathe is she.   
   > >   
   > > Alyona Alyona Alyona   
   > > She's the universe to me.   
   > > Alyona Alyona Alyona   
   > > She's forever mystery.   
   > >   
   > > Arindam Banerjee   
   > > Melbourne, July 2003   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
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