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This story is about you dear reader, a story that should have been taught to all from the day you, as a child, understood your native tongue.
It is a story of the two spirits within You. Grey Wolf and White Tiger.
There is a third spirit, the third spirit you have heard about often in fact I am confident majority of the world knows of this Third Spirit. The Soul...

But very few understand the purpose or role of one's own soul. So I will make it basic, but know this, The Soul is a vast and complex spirit, and yet, it is governed by the two spirit animals, the Wolf and Tiger.

Now like any beginning the Wolf was once a pup and the Tiger once a cub. Both spirits were happy and at peace, loving even. Because you as a baby, most at least, acknowledged both. During the early stages of your life story you fed the Tiger, which in turn fed the Wolf. But here is the sad piece to this story, the world around you fed the wolf also. So there was a growing unbalance between the two spirits. Now the Tiger was the leader which is why we naturally fed the Tiger, because she is or was loving, wise, gentle and beyond intelligent. So she fed her enemy willingly the Wolf, now the wolf feared the Tiger to the very core of his being, but the love that emanated from The Spirit Tiger, was intoxicating that he embraced her as the leader, he could not fear with the life force of her love.


But...
What the tiger could not do is change the choices of the reader, You...
Over many years the Wolf grew stronger with vigour because he no longer needed the White Tiger to feed him. Because he had other wolves to fed him now, he also realised he was strong enough to fight for the right to be The Alpha of the pack. But still he could not fight her yet because she was still stronger than he, even without food she was an unstoppable force, so he waited...
and he waited...
and he waited...
12 Years go by the reader(you) has all but forgotten The Beautiful White Tiger because the ways of the Grey Wolf have been deeply embedded into you all. That the tiger within you is weakened beyond imagination, simply by choosing to ignore her. Now how the soul works it is but a bridge between both spirits and over 12 years you have chosen to travel from one side to the other, but choosing the tiger less and less. Simply the best way to describe the soul within yourself is on that same bridge there is you and the story and bridge are both the soul in one. You, as the reader of this story chooses between the Wolf and thee Tiger as the story unfolds but the bridge provides the choice of either spirit done by telling your lifestory. Now the wolf is 12 years strong, and as a right of passage challenges the tiger the right to be Alpha. Now the Tiger knows as well as the Wolf does that she is going to lose, but she will fight never the less. Because she loves both the wolf and you she fights to bring peace. She must because it is her nature, as leader, but she was never going to win . As weak as she was she fought fiercely and valiantly with strength that the wolf did not expect, her nature to save you dear reader was all that drove her. But the wolf was cunning and had you to fight her also. His true plan was hatched, because he knew she would not raise a single paw against you, and he ripped her body to the very edge of her existence. He knew IF he killed her he killed himself so kept her under heel by keeping the wounds constant and fresh never healing.

Her heart as not only the White Tiger but the leader and lover of both the wolf and reader was devastating beyond imagination.
And if you stare into a mirror long enough you will see the sadness in your eyes. Her sadness. I know for I also saw her sadness

But there is still a chance, how do I know? because you have read this far. It means She fights for you even now her gentle and loving nature still remains in tact and needs my help. As a lover of the White Tiger I will do what I can.

...God, that wavering southern female drawl must drive men wild during pillow talk. But I digress.
Sure, these high flying lawyers do sometimes stick necks out, in support of a losing cause. Especially if somewhere down the road they see professional advantage, and Mr. Green. Lots of Mr. G.
But her allegations were so devastating, specific and internally mutually supportive, that to falsely chirp away in these regards, would be professional suicide. These folks don't play that game.

Now let's allow the rest of their work to proceed, for which plenty of time exists, and the final adjudication of the SCOTUS. Remedies may then follow, but which ones?

How You Feel If You Are At a Hospital, With Your Sick Child!
And Suddenly He Turn Blue!

A Nurse Near By Became Aware of.It!
And She Inmmediately!
Start to Do Mouth To Mouth Resuscitation On Your Child!
And She Saves Your Sons Life!
And It Happen, That ,She is Muslim!

"Do You Still Will Hate Muslims"?
That Did Happen To Me!
And Its Could Happen To You!
"Stop Divisions"!
We All Need Each Other!
We All Need To Get Along!
By falicia

What is Your Oppinion?

This scene has taught one of the greatest life lessons, don't give up!

If you want to achieve something in your life, this video shows you how to get it.

Attention Single People who m are Looking for Dates!
"Please" Take Care of Your Breath!
"Please" Make Sure you Have a "Fresh Breath" Before You Meet Your Date!
Because Is Been Happen Just Too Many Times!
That People Are Loosing Dates Just for that Reason!
" Bad Breath"
"Dental Cavities Is Not Good Excuse"
You Need to Spend Time Brushing your Teeth!
At List 5 Minutes at Time!
Up and Down In and Out!
Brushing Not Just Your Teeth, but Your Gums and Tongue too!
In Severe casesUse " Cepacol Unti Bacterial Solution ( By Bayer)
You could get it, from Chemist Near You!
Also Use" Listerine Strips"They are sort of Gums"
Keep them always in your Pockets, or Hand Bags!
Together With Mints Gums!
Use its After Every Time you Eat a Meal at a Restaurant!
Good Luck with Your Date!
BY falicia

Wha is Your Oppinion!

what's his name? My dad could forget your name as quickly as you introduce yourself, but he would remember your face, the place, the car you drove and what you were wearing.
I take after my dad.
Stuck in sales, I'm meeting customers, designers, contractors all the time. I write their names on a tablet. Any thing I can do to remember helps. For example: "Hello Michele, is that one L or two?" It seems to work for me. Repeat their name on the greeting, write it down and make lots of notes!

When I’m feeling self satisfied or smug about some achievement, the greatness of which is no doubt considerably more impressive in my mind than in anyone else’s, I often find myself the victim of an unconscious part of my psychology that obviously begrudges my feeling excessive pride in myself.

As I go about my business, in a very pleased with myself state of mind, often as not, I will very painfully stub my toe on something or sharply bump my elbow or embarrassingly trip up in front of someone. It’s as if one part of me is saying to another part of me, who the fcuk do you think you are?

And, to be honest, if I was the subconscious part of me, I would do exactly the same.

Romeo & Juliet- The modern version by William Mapshake

At a nightclub in 1976 Romeo was doing his best to impress a bird he fancied called Julie, His dancing skills worked and they fell in love.

The next day they walked hand in hand to a chemist for an after the act contraceptive pill but found out they had not been invented yet.

Over a Costa coffee they decided that although their parents hated each other due to Juliet’s dad selling a shite car to Romeo’s dad they would get have to get married in secret.

They flew over to Vegas and at the Elvis Presley One Dollar Church they got married, gambled a bit and watched a Tom Jones show before returning to England.

Juliet’s high school sweetheart named Paris had meanwhile appeared on the scene after a lengthy prison sentence for theft of kitchen and kitchen related storage items and wanted “His bird”.

He knew how to appeal to Juliet’s Mom and bribed her with a huge amount of Tupperware so he could marry Juliet and in time take over the used car business; Juliet was a bit angry but had to agree as she knew her mom had already used the salad spinner and 3 freezer containers.

After a few Gin and Tonics Juliet decided to fake her own death as she couldn’t be arsed marrying Paris, Her dealer pal gave her some sleeping pills and she took them and fell asleep.

She looked dead so was laid out for the family to look at, Poor Romeo saw her stiff lifeless body and promptly hanged himself with his new floral orange and brown bedspread.

When Julie awoke she heard that her secret love and hubby and kicked the bucket, she decided that she would also kill herself and did.

The moral of the story…Tupperware is rubbish and not worth dying for and condoms save lives.

Some of my blogs are inspired about current events and other popular blogs at the time. One such blog I did years ago was inspired by another blog. It was posted by a woman saying that men who played with themselves excessively would lose sensation. Okay, I did some research and found a few links to support her topic. I also read normal sensation would return when the men discontinued such activity.

I knew this woman's style of blogging and I was certain the work wasn't hers. I believe the correct term is plagiarized.

Her blog was funny to me, but I knew the inverse was true for women.

Typing away... and not doing cut & paste I wrote a blog that inverted what she said. If she said something a man did, I found a way to describe the same activity using a woman as the example.

Blogs on that site allowed for (up to) 5 tags (topics or categories) and I correctly tagged my blog with: satire, parody, humor, joke

Unfortunately, 'she' didn't see the joke and neither did her two friends.
It's not uncommon for me to blog then go out for a while. I'll check back after a few hours to see if I had any comments.

Yeah, I did.
I was getting lots of kudos and comments from people 'who got it' along with threats that I plagiarized HER work. They told me I stole her blog and I was being reported to the moderator. They were serious about this...


What's strange is we had commented on each others blogs in the past. I guess that abruptly ended!

Okay, so I dismantled my blog and rewrote another blog titled "I stole your blog..." where I explained my side of the story. If you only heard their side it appears that I was the devil. Actually that was one of the comments from her. If it really was bad, I'm sure the moderator would have deleted it. The blog stayed up.

The response/support to my new blog was overwhelming as though people were actually waiting for something like this. One of the private messages I received had two links. One to a story on a commercial site and one to a blog posted by one of my accusers, someone I knew and had shared comments with.

I was told there were more she had plagiarized.

Huh? The blog was copied? The woman accusing me of taking someone's work had been doing this (stealing) all along...
I wanted to puke over these findings, and I was asked to be silent by the person sending me the links

Thanks for reading my blog!

Hey people,
Fuel went up by 4% and BOV went down by 10% and not paying any dividends this year so far. Makes me feel like Zuckerberg must have felt with his Facebook shortfall 5 days ago (ha bl**dy haha)!
Not a good start to this hot month of August. But I can still go to the beaches, albeit somewhat overcrowded. And snorkel!
Ah..... I also wrote a new poem, and that helps life remain somewhat bearable.
Peace

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