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La  psicología existencial  es una rama de la psicología que toma como base los postulados de los  filósofos   existencialistas , principalmente  Sartre  y  Heidegger  (aunque este último no se consideraba a sí mismo como un existencialista). Si bien no se puede hablar de una técnica terapéutica específicamente existencial, podemos decir que existe un posicionamiento en referencia a la  etiopatogenia  mental y a las posibilidades de la cura. En el devenir de la vida, el hombre enferma por el absurdo del propio vivir, por la falta de razón de su estar en el mundo y por sus dificultades para vivir en libertad. Todo proceso terapéutico que parta de un posicionamiento existencialista, tendrá un sentido  teleológico  más que causalista. Buscará promover en el paciente que este asuma su condición de mortal e introduzca el eje temporal en su pensar y sentir. El tiempo visto como vida y el futuro como la posibilidad de existir en forma libre sin estar signado o marcado por una esencia

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Timón: Hakuna matata, una forma de ser Pumba: Hakuna matata, nada que temer Timón: Sin preocuparse es como hay que vivir Ambos: A vivir así yo aquí aprendí Timón: Hakuna matata Cuando un joven era él Pumba: Cuando joven era yo Timón: Muy bien Pumba: Gracias Timón: Sintió que su aroma le dio mucha fama Vació la sabana después de comer Pumba: Un alma sensible soy, aunque de cuero cubierto estoy Y a mis amigos, el viento se los llevó Qué vergüenza Timón: Oh qué vergüenza Pumba: Mi nombre cambié a Hortensia Timón: Ese nombre no te queda Pumba: Y mucho sufrí yo Timón: Ay, como sufrió Pumba: Cada vez que yo- Timón: Pumba, no enfrente de los niños Pumba: Oh perdón Ambos: Hakuna matata, una forma de ser Hakuna matata, nada que temer Simba: Sin preocuparse es como hay que vivir Timón: Sí, canta Todos: A vivir así yo aquí aprendí Hakuna matata Hakuna matata, hakuna matata Hakuna matata, hakuna Simba: Sin preocuparse es como hay que vivi

Sounds of Isha - Amla

[Verse 1] Teenage angst has paid off well Now, I'm bored and old Self-appointed judges judge More than they have sold If she floats then she is not A witch like we have thought A downpayment on another One at Salem's lot [Chorus] Serve the servants, oh no Serve the servants, oh no Serve the servants, oh no Serve the servants That legendary divorce is such a bore [Verse 2] As my bones grew they did hurt They hurt really bad I tried hard to have a father But instead, I had a dad I just want you to know that I Don't hate you anymore There is nothing I could say That I haven't thought before [Chorus] Serve the servants, oh no Serve the servants, oh no Serve the servants, oh no Serve the servants That legendary divorce is such a bore [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] Serve the servants, oh no Serve the servants, oh no Serve the servants, oh no Serve the servants That legendary divorce is such a bore

Nunca quise a nadie tanto como a vos Por eso es que empiezo a dudar Si seremos hermanos que nos separaron Y nosotros sin saberlo nos volvimos a juntar Tu sangre es roja, la mía también Creo no me equivoco, algo tendremos que ver Somos indios latinos con guitarra eléctrica Y comunicados a través de internet Para odiar hay que querer Para destruir hay que hacer Y estoy orgulloso de quererte romper La cabeza contra la pared, sí Y por todas esas cosas que tenemos en común Hace tiempo ya marchaste de acá Te cansaste de mí, yo me cansé de vos Pero cuando nos miramos sabemos que no es verdad Porque tanto te quise y tanto te quiero Siempre una marca tuya llevará mi corazón Disculpa si te parece raro Pero comparto la opinión que escuché en una canción Let it be! "Si la amas déjala ser, si la quieres déjala volar" Nunca fui tu patrón, no quisiera cambiarte Y no quiero que pierdas tu personalidad Para odiar hay que querer Para destruir hay que

We the people fight for our existence We don't claim to be perfect but we're free We dream our dreams alone with no resistance Fading like the stars we wish to be You know I didn't mean what I just said But my God woke up on the wrong side of his bed And it just don't matter now As little by little we gave you everything you ever dreamed of Little by little the wheels of your life have slowly fallen off Little by little you have to give it all in all your life And all the time I just ask myself why you're really here? True perfection has to be imperfect I know that that sounds foolish but it's true Day has come, now you'll have to accept Life inside your head we give to you You know I didn't mean what I just said But my God woke up on the wrong side of his bed And it just don't matter now As little by little we gave you everything you ever dreamed of Little by little the wheels of your life have slowly falle

I'm the Scatman Ski-bi dibby dib yo da dub dub Yo da dub dub Ski-bi dibby dib yo da dub dub Yo da dub dub (I'm the Scatman) Ski-bi dibby dib yo da dub dub Yo da dub dub Ski-bi dibby dib yo da dub dub Yo da dub dub Ba-da-ba-da-ba-be bop bop bodda bope Bop ba bodda bope Be bop ba bodda bope Bop ba bodda  Ba-da-ba-da-ba-be bop ba bodda bope Bop ba bodda bope Be bop ba bodda bope Bop ba bodda bope Ski-bi dibby dib yo da dub dub Everybody stutters one way or the other So check out my message to you As a matter of fact, I don't let nothin' hold you back If the Scatman can do it, so can you Everybody's sayin' that the Scatman stutters But doesn't ever stutter when he sings But what you don't know I'm gonna tell you right now That the stutter and the scat is the same thing to you I'm the Scatman Where's the Scatman?  I'm the Scatman Why should we be pleasin' in

Papa o mama, papá y mama, papa o, papa y mama... Caras conchetas, miradas berretas y hombres encajados en Fiorucci Oigo:"dame, quiero" y ..."no te metas, Te gusto el nuevo Bertolucci?" La rubia tarada, bronceada, aburrida Me dice: "porque te pelaste?" Y yo: "por el asco que da tu sociedad... Por el pelo de hoy, cuanto gastaste? " Papa y mama, etc Un pseudo-punkito con el acento finito Quiere hacerse el chico malo Tuerce la boca, se arregla el pelito toma un trago y vuelve a Belgrano Basta!!! me voy rumbo a la puerta y después a un boliche a la esquina a tomar una ginebra con gente despierta esta si que es Argentina!!!.

I gave her money I gave her time I gave her everything Inside one heart could find I gave her passion My very soul I gave her promises And secrets so untold And she promised me forever And a day we'd live as one We made our vows We'd live a life anew And she promised me in secret That she'd love me for all the time It's a promise so untrue Tell me what will I do? And it doesn't seem to matter And it doesn't seem right 'Cause the will has brought No fortune Still I cry alone at night Don't you judge of my composure 'Cause I'm lying to myself And the reason why she left me Did she find someone else? Is it a friend of mine (Who is it?) Is it my brother? (Who is it?) Somebody hurt my soul (Who is it?) I can't take this stuff no more I am the damned I am the dead I am the agony inside The dying head This is injustice Woe unto thee I pray this punishment Would have mercy on me And she promised me foreve

Hush, just stop There's nothing you can do or say, baby I've had enough I'm not your property as from today, baby You might think that I won't make it On my own But now I'm Stronger than yesterday Now it's nothing but my way My loneliness ain't killing me no more I'm, I'm stronger Than I ever thought that I could be, baby I used to go with the flow Didn't really care about me You might think that I can't take it But you're wrong 'Cause now I'm Stronger than yesterday Now it's nothing but my way My loneliness ain't killing me no more I'm, I'm stronger Come on, now Oh, yeah Here I go, on my own I don't need nobody, better off alone Here I go, on my own now I don't need nobody, not anybody Here I go, alright Here I go Stronger than yesterday It's nothing but my way My loneliness ain't killing me no more I'm,