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The World Economic Forum is coming to an end.
What do we do with our money?

MONEY TALK

Workers Earn It
Spendthrifts Burn It
Bankers Lend It
Women Spend It
Forgers Fake It
Taxes Take It
Dying Leave It
Heirs Receive It
Thrifty Save It
Misers Crave It
Gamblers Lose It
I could Use It

L.C. Colchester
She Explains It and Gains It (Magazine)

I knew women desire to be slim, and at times use wrong methods, as dangerous pills. Now many pills containing a certain substance is forbidden, for is destroying heart, and harm more than do something good . I took few pills a week ago, cant say had real efect on me. I was glad I did not bought more. So, I watch tv news yesterday, and I cant believe when I come to know that Adrian Mutu, football player at Fiorentina, Italian team, was using that kind of pills, and for that he might lose all, for the substance in it is forbidden to the use of players at such level. The crazy part is that was his mother bringing him those pills few days ago, from our country…She thinks now that she destroyed his boy. I think all the issue of being slim is already went too far, and for few gramms in less, one lose a carrier(and something l;ike 13 million euros, that is the sallary he would get for his contract with Fiorentina). I am happy I am not in his place now. And what is strange, I remember when I went to Italy, I always was slim, for there one has many possibilities to eat healthy food. Why he could not use a natural way, and risked so much?
Love
Alexandra

Funny ha! About how weird and great it can be, paying attention to each small detail in one single day. I try to organize ma day in a way which is going to be very productive. Five single minutes can be decisive on changing the whole day, and one single decision(which for the moment we may not give the right importance) can make a great change.
And all this can happen if you just choose tho follow the advices of your heart, intuition, or whatever you like to call it, as Paulo says.
Today for me it was just a matter of minutes and very little decisions, but I chose to not underestimate them and now I feel so happy for that.

Dear Gaurry, I made my professor smile today, but he made me laugh too much and that made him smile once more.
Than I did something for him which I didn’t know that he would like that much, but now I feel so happy I did that.
I was thinking that it wasn’t worth it at all, underestimating my self and my efforts, etc. but it was worth it.
I was so happy to see that my best friend today, while having good reasons to be sad, started singing and dancing under the rain on the way back home. I’d like to think that I was contagious to her and that at the end she started to be careless in front of the sad moments of life, but I know that our professor has amused her too as he did with me.
Although it seemed so weird to me cause she is so sensible and it is so hard for her to start smiling that easily.

As Paulo says:
“Sometimes happiness is a blessing, but normally it is a conquest.”

Well as wol that you all are I should say that; wol fight for the light : love, happiness and joy, in every moment of their life: each day, each hour, each instant.

Love
Olta

There are two choices in life :keeping single . feel deadly lonely ;married ,wish be killed !
read it and feel interested ,so share here.

Stand by me….a song around the world.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Us-TVg40ExM

With loving kindness,

Satora

This is for you dear Wol.
Portuguese sounds so sweet and melodious.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o0CNGVW4V9g

<3 Love <3
Olta

Plastic bags are quite a money generating machine aren’t they? Before they were handed over for free (manner of speaking) now they cost just about an arm and a leg. Why is that?
Some of them have reached a peak price We were told that they were going to disappear. – well they are still there – ON SPECIAL – at a price…

Last week i found a piece of two pence in front of my door. It had no business lying there so I picked it up and glanced at it. ‘Got a fleur de lis on it’ i thought and put it in my pocket with a smile.

Today is cold and wet and i’m avoiding household chores. So I had a better look at the coin and eventually did some online research.

Now the thing with two pence is, that what looks like a lily actually are three feathers, white oistrich feathers, i learned, above a small crown. Beneath it is a band saying ICH DIEN. Stands for something Latin i assumed but then realized it is German and means ‘I serve’.
Who serves whom?

I kept on googling and was taken on an amazing trip, getting to know the Black Prince fighting in Bohemia in the 100 year wars, his wife, the beautiful bigamist Joan of Kent and their trips to Bordeaux. I was taken past the fairytale of the three feathers and learned that feathers were used in the Middleages to indicate what direction to turn to, and eventually – quite by chance back to the fleur de lis and it’s ancient origin. Way past the Holy Trinity and the Virgin Mary right back to Osiris and the early days of Egypt civilization. Osiris who was betrayed by his brother, nailed in a coffin and thrown into the Nile until he washed ashore on the Phoenician coast under a Tamarind tree. The tree embedded Osiris until it was cut and used as a column in the temple of Byblos.

The Osiris tree is the first symbol known as the Tree of Life, the pillar of the world, rooting in Netherworld, it’s branches supporting the stars and the firmament. The pillar of Osiris was brought home by his sister and wife Isis.
Isis is the goddess of double wisdom, the giver of life. The Sacred Asp of Isis (now the Mercurian stick surrounded by a snake referring to medicine) is her symbol for double wisdom. The letter S and the number 2 are representations of this godess, you can see their doubled froms surrounding the stick.
My coin is a two pence piece, it states so twice even and thus connected to Isis.

Isn’t it amazing how so much knowledge and wisdom is embedded in one worthless little piece of metal?
History, myth, religion and fairytale all on my doorstep. The only thing i couldn’t trace were the words Ich Dien, but that’s not necessary, the coin has served me enough as it is.

Une chose sur les chats – ils n’ont pas de tie!
J’ai remqarque c’est tout!toutou! :)

The Smuggler – A Sufi Tale from the Middle East

A clever smuggler came to the border with a donkey. The donkey’s back was heavily laden with straw. The official of the border was suspicious and pulled apart the man’s bundles till there was straw all around, but not a valuable thing in the straw was found. “But I’m certain you’re smuggling something,” the official said, as the man crossed the border.

Now each day for ten years the man came to the border with a donkey. Although the official searched and searched the straw bundles on the donkey’s back, he never could find anything valuable hidden in them.

Many years later, after the official had retired, he happened to meet the same smuggler in a marketplace and said, “Please tell me, I beg you. Tell me, what were you smuggling? Tell me if you can.”

“Donkeys,” said the man.