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One evening a Cherokee elder told his grandson about the battle that goes on inside of all people. He said, "My son, the battle is between the two wolves that live inside us all.
One is Unhappiness. It is fear, worry, anger, jealousy, sorrow, hate, self-pity, resentment and inferiority.
The other is Happiness. It is joy, love, hope, serenity, kindness, generosity, truth and compassion."
The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, "Which wolf wins?"
The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."
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[30 Jun 2008|12:09am] |
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| what's in a name? |
[16 May 2007|07:01pm] |
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| What "reblee" Means... |
R is for Rare
E is for Enchanting
B is for Brainy
L is for Lovable
E is for Exuberant
E is for Extraordinary |
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[07 Feb 2006|01:23pm] |
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tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow,
creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
to the last syllable of recorded time,
and all our yesterdays have lighted fools
the way to dusty death. out, out, brief candle!
life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
that struts and frets his hour upon the stage
and then is heard no more: it is a tale
told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
signifying nothing.
-- macbeth, act 5, scene 5
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| wild and whirling words... |
[03 Feb 2006|10:12pm] |
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when the heart whispers
gently into the
whirling night breeze,
serendipity leaves infinity behind...
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catch the
melody
of life!
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journey
into the labyrinth...
search for its ephemeral
inspiration and adventure
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find the
misty mountain
and the magic
waterfall
beyond the ocean
of eternity...
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as memories
of water fade
into the sunrise
the silent blossom awakes
from its slumber
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disappear
within a
mysterious whirlpool
of thought...
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| in my memory lock'd... |
[03 Nov 2005|12:50pm] |
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You're a little gold key, and you unlock other
people's hearts. Your kindness and willingness
to be there for those you care about lets
people open up to you knowing they will be
accepted. People will rely on you, but be
careful not to give more than you have.
What sort of key are you and what do you unlock?
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now, i just have to find someone with the keys to my heart... ;)
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| the first duty... |
[06 Aug 2005|06:15pm] |
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don't tell me what you think i want to hear.
even the ugliest of truths is far fairer
than the most beautiful lie ever told.
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| shadows searching in the night... |
[12 Oct 2004|01:41pm] |
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seems, madam? nay, it is; i know not "seems."
'tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother,
nor customary suits of solemn black,
nor windy suspiration of forced breath,
no, nor the fruitful river in the eye,
nor the dejected 'havior of the visage,
together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief,
that can denote me truly; these indeed seem,
for they are actions that a man might play:
but i have that within which passeth show;
these but the trappings and the suits of woe.
- hamlet, act 1, scene 2
tears, idle tears, i know not what they mean,
tears from the depth of some divine despair
rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
in looking on the happy autumn-fields,
and thinking of the days that are no more.
- alfred, lord tennyson
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| from his mother's womb untimely ripp'd... |
[07 Apr 2004|11:36am] |
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http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/nationworld/chi-0404070231apr07,1,1884595,print.story?coll=chi-news-hed
Mexican woman delivers child alone -- by Caesarean
Reuters
April 7, 2004
A woman in Mexico gave birth to a healthy baby boy after performing a Caesarean section on herself with a kitchen knife, doctors said Tuesday.
The unidentified woman, 40, who lives in a rural area without electricity, running water or sanitation and is an eight-hour drive from the nearest hospital, performed the operation when she could not deliver the baby naturally.
"She took three small glasses of hard liquor and, using a kitchen knife, sliced her abdomen in three attempts ... and delivered a male infant that breathed immediately and cried," said Dr R.F. Valle, of the Dr. Manuel Velasco Suarez Hospital in San Pablo, Mexico.
Valle reported the incident in the International Journal of Gynecology and Obstetrics.
Before losing consciousness, the woman told one of her children to call a local nurse for help. After the nurse stitched the wound, the mother and baby were transferred and treated by Valle and his colleagues at the nearest hospital.
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| quotation for the day... |
[24 Mar 2004|02:58pm] |
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the most difficult word to
say in the english language is also one of the
shortest. it's "no." yet the inability to say that
one simple word can complicate your life in ways
you can't imagine.
- dear abby
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