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It struck me that many people talk to have a little talk.

It struck me that many people talk to have a little tallk............. cheers
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When we talk about the world,

When we talk about the world, we talk about ourselves to a large extent. choir
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The Secret Life of a Blogger {Running Multiple Blogs}

The Secret Life of a Blogger {Running Multiple Blogs}..............
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People love reading about other people’s mistakes

People love reading about other people’s mistakes because it makes them feel better about the mistakes they themselves have made.cheers thumbs up
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Some people speak with two mouths, have two faces.

Some people speak with two mouths, have two faces. Are these people with a personality disorder? You would almost think so. People who respond the same time and talk to someone else again. cheers
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It starts at the beginning there was nothing,

It starts at the beginning there was nothing, then there appeared a youth farm where 2 people lived:
Moses and Alibaba
but they had eaten from the poisonous apple and then they fell asleep
when suddenly it started to rain very hard and then Noah stood there with his speedboat and with his animals
do you know why noah only took 2 pieces of each animal species?
he was not insured against third parties
but by the rain everybody was drowned
except Jesus who once again went to hang out
and that had turned the water into red wine and then came Jonas the Baptist who had already drunk the water so Moses there could continue with his Jews
but Jonas the Baptist was so fed up that he started to throw people wet with water
and of course the people did not like it so they nailed his head to a cross,
but then just in time 3 women came from the east and they had bread
crumbles scattered to get rid of the road, but Jesus got back there and he had those crumbs in fish and he said ... STAY ON AND LOOP ... and then those fish were gone ... and those bitches did not know where they came from so they had to go to Maria in the stable to sleep
but Mary was pregnant but not Josel but the merciful American because they always sang "Maria ver stop saying Maria" and da came from the Musical "Jesus Christ superman"and then that Baby came over there and they did not know where to bring the scream, so they threw him into the ditch with pitch and feathers,
and those cows were so shocked that they could not give milk for 7 years
and the Romans thought "now are we going to take a good hold of it, we'll take that flat out of the house "
but they had misjudged because there was a small village that kept on fighting bravely because they had a potion and da had made prof. barrabas
but that was in prison and everyone was calling "BARABAS FREE, BARABAS FREE"
and Emperor Pilato who was then just washing his hands while Jesus there with his filthy feet running across the water was when they nailed him to a crosscheers

If you are one of them? CONGRATS!

We were the strong ones from the 50s ... 60 ... 70
First of all, we survived a normal birth,
with mothers who smoked, and drank
during their pregnancy.

They took aspirins, ate vinaigrette sauce,
mayonnaise and desserts and they were
not tested for diabetes or cholesterol.
And after that trauma we were put
to sleep on our stomach in children's beds
dyed with beautiful shiny lead paint.There were no child locks on the doors
and when we drove by bike we had
basketball hats and no helmets.

As a baby or child we ride along
on mother's lap
in cars without belts,
nor high chairs or inflatable cushions. Sitting in the box of a van, or on the horse of Farmer Zutter, on a sunny day, was always a very special experience.

We drank well water or water from the tap
and no water from a plastic bottle.

We ate tarts, white bread, real butter,
bacon with eggs and beech nuts
and walnuts that were already on the ground.
We drank hot chocolate
with real sugar in it.
We did not suffer from obesity.
WHY ?

Because we always played outside.
Therefore!!
We left the house early in the morning
to cycle to school
(there were then no mothers who could bring us by car),
or to play all day in the fresh air
and this on condition that we
were at home in the evening.
(or when the street lights started to burn)
Our parents did not know where we were going.
We did not have a mobile phone but we had not experienced Dutroux yet.We had "dirty clothes to play"
and "clean clothes" to visit.

We needed hours to make our play equipment ourselves.

We had no
Playstations, Nintendos, X-box, iPod etc.
There were no video games,
no 150 TV channels, no videos or DVDs
no stereo chains.

For 18 hours you only looked at the 'test image'
There were no computers or internet.
WE HAD YET FRIENDS
and we went outside to play with them. We felled out of trees, cut us,
broke an arm, leg or a tooth from time to time.
We "picked" apples and pears,
and there were no legal prosecutions to
blame for that.
If we were caught,
then we got a beating and
at home we wisely kept our mouth shut.We got a big bike for our 12th birthday, played with sticks like sword, a lid of the rubbish bin as a shield, catapults, slings, bow and reed arrows with a large nail in front ...
We made old knives, good throwing knives and practicing us on a tree trunk or an old bird peck target from the cafe.
Although we were told
that we could lose our eyes
or hurt ourselves with those things
, we all survived.

We drove by bike or went on foot
to the home of a friend and just
walked past behind.
We were very welcome and sometimes joined the table for lunch.
The idea that our parents sent us out of prison
to get, was absurd, that just did not exist.
They were with and for the law, and with the teachers.
If we got a punishment at school
, we got another extra punishment at home!

Our generations have produced some of the best entrepreneurs, thinkers and inventors
of all time and from all over the world.
These years brought an explosion of novelties and new ideas.

We had the freedom to try, the fear of failure, the success and the responsibility
that went with it.
We have learned to control that
and to deal with it.
If you are one of them?
CONGRATS!

cheers
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The Internet Warriors

The Internet Warriors..........sigh
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Everyone wants to be part of it - Healthy or our biggest pitfall?

Everyone wants to be part of it - Healthy or our biggest pitfall?cheers .............
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I'm crazy! But are not we all ..?

I'm crazy! But are not we all ..?cheers My pleasant and sometimes less pleasant disturbed, I learned during my life to accept as being part of my authentic self. I regard this as a perfectly justified loyalty to myself and especially to the playful child in me. That child wants to be able to challenge, exploring boundaries in a playful way and discovering their own creativity. When one takes life in this unreal world too seriously, one can easily lose sight of the playful humor as one of the supporting forces of life. Life is therefore very heavy and sometimes unbearable.

No wonder many people want enlightenment, but then in the sense of reducing their burden. Humor is an expression of looking at reality in a creative way and being able to play with it. It prevents one from being completely lost in the sucking effect of a completely artificial reality. The reality that is presented to us is entirely based on the societal photo shopping of the reality images presented to us.laugh
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Think like a gent, trade like a gent

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................. Think like a gent, trade like a gent .............. Always carry cash in your pocket. Just in case........... Never take a tattoo without meaning............ Do not publish solo selfies without good reason or in normal situations............. Never share an account with a lady unless she insists on this.Never date an ex of a friend.

The lonely wolf

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............. The lonely wolf remains the bitter breath of hatred he will feel in life and the realization that everyone will spit upon his grave when he is dead. cheers
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