Recently I've got a mail - my newsletter from Paulo Coelho. The topic was so interesting so I could not skip sharing it with you:) So, the topic was: "Why We Love Men?" There are lots of discussions on the web and lots of different opinions.
Should we explain our love? Why not? Especially if it is so funny;)
So here it is - a list, collected by Paulo Coelho:Because they never comment on what the neighbors might think.
Because we always know what they are thinking, and when they open their mouth they say exactly what we imagined they would.
Because they never dreamed of torturing themselves wearing high heels.
Because they are like pomegranates: most of them is impossible to digest, but the seeds are delicious.
Because they love to explore our body and conquer our soul.
Because they are always attracted by extremes: the opulent or the ascetic, warriors or monks, artists or generals.
Because they do absolutely everything possible to try to hide their weaknesses.
Because they always eat everything on their plate, and don’t feel guilty about it.
Because a man’s biggest fear is not being a man (it never crosses a woman’s mind not to be a woman).
Because they take great delight in completely uninteresting matters, such as what happened at work, or different makes of automobiles.
Because they are at peace with their bodies, except for small, insignificant things like growing bald and getting fat.
Because they have shoulders where we can rest our heads and sleep without much effort.
Because they are incredibly courageous in front of insects.
Because they never lie about their age.
Because despite everything they try to demonstrate, they can’t live without a woman.
Because when we tell one of them “I love you”, they always ask us to explain exactly how.
And one more We truly love them, because they make us feel feminine, because they are the mirrors that reflect our beauty, because they are the half's that make our life complete!Yeah right!
Worst of all, when I want to scream, shout, so that was heard and heeded, but you can not. You can not shout, talk, show their feelings, hiding them, hiding even from himself, and cry tears and breaks out, and produced only silence, painful silence, silent face in the wind, prepyaschem hair, gushes in her eyes.
Yelling, screaming with his eyes closed, moaning, squeezing his fists whiskey curled into a ball, killing himself with pain, but you can not, must endure and seem to appear and be quiet, smooth, relaxed and satisfied. Can not be, and already I can not seem more ... I can not sleep, the downtrodden, a muffled cry makes me sleep, breathe the darkness of the night, while sleeping by force does not soothe my anguish. I want to choke this darkness away, dissolve it with relief ... break the thread of reality, even better vacuum than the pain ... so strong, so ruthless weakness ... mist envelops the untimely doubt, uncertainty, baseless ... fragility ... difficulty breathing unknown, raw memories of grief ... irreversible sticking words of indifference, irrelevance ...
Rave, beats, flutters, breaks the string, piercing ... Observing the Code, all knowing, not retreating, hoping no faith in her most ... in the light ... Terry in the clouds above the mountain tops ... in the sunset of refraction ... in Golden Valley ...
Tired of not forgiving, I'm tired to punish, tolerate tired, tired of being angry, tired of losing power, tired tired ... tired of hope ...
How many of you on here have experienced fake profiles in any form ?
Or been led on by a fake ?
Or met a scammer ?
I need to know.
Please tell me how did they act it all out until you found out ?
I did not know time wasters on here.
I just saw an article about a woman who makes $80 per hour for cuddling. I could do that job. I would have to add an additional fee for cuddling folks with bad breath or BO though.
39 years ago today (Feb. 14, 1984), Stormie Dawn Jones was the world's first recipient of a successful simultaneous heart and liver organ transplant.
Sadly, this little freckle-face passed away on Nov. 11, 1990.
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Unreleased Johnny Cash album, Songwriter, is set for a posthumous release after being reworked by his son John Carter Cash.
The 11 songs, which were recorded as demos in 1993, have been stripped back to just Cash's signature bass-baritone voice and acoustic guitar by his and the late June Carter Cash's 54-year-old son.
Cash died, aged 71, in 2003, and he had recorded the tracks at LSI Studios in Nashville a decade prior to his passing.
The tapes were abandoned when Cash decided to record American Recordings with super-producer and longtime collaborator Rick Rubin. However, re-recordings of Drive On and Like A Soldier were used on that record.
His son said in a statement: "I wanted it to be songs that mostly people hadn't heard and that paid close attention to who he was as a songwriter and who he was as an American voice
Jesus Christ, 33, of Nazareth, died Friday on Mount Calvary, also known as Golgotha, the place of the skull. Betrayed by the apostle Judas Iscariot, Jesus was crucified by the Romans, by order of the Ruler Pontius Pilate. The causes of death were crucifixion, extreme exhaustion, severe torture, and loss of blood.
Jesus Christ, a descendant of Abraham, was a member of the house of David. He was the step son of the late Joseph, a carpenter of Nazareth and Mary, His devoted mother. (He often substantiated His claim that His true Father was God.) Jesus was born in the city of Bethlehem, Judea. He is survived by His mother Mary, His faithful apostles, and numerous disciples.
Jesus was self-educated and spent the last three years of this life working as a teacher. Jesus also occasionally worked as a medical doctor, and it is reported that He healed many patients. Until the time of His death, Jesus was teaching and sharing the good news, healing the sick, touching the lonely, feeding the hungry, and helping the poor.
Jesus was most noted for telling parables about His Father’s kingdom and performing miracles, such as feeding over 5,000 people with only five loaves of bread and two fish and healing a man who was born blind. On the day before His death, He held a last supper celebrating the Passover Feast, at which He foretold His death.
The body was quickly buried in a stone grave, which was donated by Joseph of Arimathea, a secret disciple. By order of Pontius Pilate, a boulder was rolled in front of the tomb. Roman soldiers were put on guard.
In lieu of flowers, the family has requested that everyone try to live as Jesus did. Donations may be sent to anyone in need. —Author Unknown
P. S.: A remarkable follow up report to this obituary: On the third day after the crucifixion, His followers discovered that the tomb was empty! Jesus had told them He would rise from the dead, and true to His Word, He still lives. Read Luke 24 for the amazing account of what happened on the third day.