Gd&t Quotes

Grey rocks, and greyer sea, And surf along the shore -- And in my heart a name My lips shall speak no more.

I like stories about supervillains. They teach children that you can accomplish great things even when the whole world is against you.

I don't care who he is. He needs to disappear." Ransom turned and called out the window. "For the love of G-d man. I have England's sweetheart bent over the desk and panting for me. Go away and come back tomorrow.

When something undesirable grows in my soul, I ask Gd to give me th courage to mercilessly pluck it out.

Then when G-d asks [Cain], 'Where is your brother Abel?' he arrogantly responds, 'I do not know. Am I my brother's keeper?' In essence, the entire Bible is written as an affirmative response to this question.

Steampunk is Victorian science fiction

Many great things have been accomplished by the careful combination of keen minds and ardent spirits.

You don't make peace only with G-d. You make it with people. Sin isn't global. It's personal. If you do wrong to someone, the only way to fix that is to go to that same person and do right by him.

G-d does not play games with His loyal servants," said the Metatron, but in a worried tone of voice. "Whooo-eee," said Crowley. "Where have you been?

Don't ever pray for love and health, Mother said. Or money. If G-d hears what you really want he will not give it to you. Guaranteed. When my father left my mother said, get down on your knees and pray for spoons

I cannot tell if I was more tired or more grateful. Both at least, I was: tired as I never was before that night; and grateful to Gd as I trust I have been often, though never with more cause.

Romeo and Juliet was basically on some gang shit. You could say she was a Queen Lord, and he was a GD. They went out on their own terms like some straight-up Gs.

Pedoman nomor satu untuk tiba pada kesimpulan yang tepat adalah jangan tergesa-gesa membuat keputusan

I can't make the hills The system is shot I'm living on pills For which I thank G-d I followed the course From chaos to art Desire the horse Depression the cart I sailed like a swan I sank like a rock But time is long gone Past my laughing stock My page was too white My ink was too thin The day wouldn't write What the night pencilled in My animal howls My angel's upset But I'm not allowed A trace of regret For someone will use What I couldn't be My heart will be hers Impersonally She'll step on the path She'll see what I mean My will cut in half And freedom between For less than a second Our lives will collide The endless suspended The door open wide Then she will be born To someone like you What no one has done She'll continue to do I know she is coming I know she will look And that is the longing And this is the book

Terkadang apa yang disangka orang tidak penting, justru merupakan hal terpenting

Here is a rewriting of the British national anthem, by 'Camille, Australia'. It is, she explains, chiefly for the benefit of Microsoft Word and Outlook Express users: Gd CTRL-S r gr8sh Qun. Long liv r nobl Qun. Gd CTRL-S the. Qun! ALT-S hr vktrES, HpE & glrES, Lng 2 rain ovR S Gd CTRL-S th. Qun!

Art at its best draws attention not only to the way things are but also to the way things will be, when the earth is filled with the knowledge of G-D as the waters cover the sea. That remains a surprising hope, and perhaps it will be the artists who are best at conveying both the hope and the surprise.

And I'm not sure if it's G-d, or fate, or just air masses colliding over water, but I will say this: It feels, finally, like flying.

Pada prinsipnya orang yang jujur adalah orang yang baik. Hanya saja kita harus membubuhi kejujuran kita dengan beberapa tetes kebijaksanaan, maka segalanya akan beres

When every activity of life becomes a way to know G-d, evil simply withers away and dies.

What Jewish law wants is an ongoing conversation between man and G-d, and between man and man--but most of all, between man and himself. It's not a command, exactly, but a conversation: an inner song, full of melody and refrain, sometimes heard only by what Rabbi Soloveitchik so movingly called the lonely man of faith

My darling Julie, I know you'll never see this letter, but it helps to write to you every day. It keeps you close to me. G-d, I miss you so. You haunt every hour of my life. I wish I'd never met you. No-I don't mean that! What good would my life be without my memories of you to make me smile. I keep wondering if you're happy. I want you to be. I want you to have a glorious life. That's why I couldn't say the things I knew you wanted to hear when we were together. I was afraid if I did, you'd wait for me for years. I knew you wanted me to say I loved you. Not saying that to you was the only unselfish thing I did in Colorado, and I now I regret even that. I love you, Julie. Christ, I love you so much. I'd give up all my life to have one year with you. Six months. Three. Anything. You stole my heart in just a few days, darling, but you gave me your heart, too. I know you did- I could see it in your eyes every time you looked at me. I don't regret the loss of my freedom any more or rage at the injustice of the years I spent in prison. Now, my only regret is that I can't have you. You're young, and I know you'll forget about me quickly and go on with your own life. That's exactly what you should do. It's what you must do. I want you to do that, Julie. That's such a lousy lie. What I really want is to see you again, to hold you in my arms, to make love to you over and over again until I've filled you so completely that there's no room left inside of you for anyone but me, ever. I never thought of sexual intercourse as 'making love' until you. You never knew that. .... I wish I had time to write you a better letter or that I'd kept one of the others I've written so I could send that instead. They were all much more coherent than this one. I won't send another letter to you, so don't watch for one. Letters will make us both hope and dream, and if I don't stop doing that, I will die of wanting you. Before I go--I see from the newspapers that Costner has a new movie coming out in the States. If you dare to start fantasizing over Kevin after you see it, I will haunt you for the rest of your life. I love you, Julie. I loved in Colorado. I love you here, where I am. I will always love you. Everywhere. Always.

Justification by grace through faith' is the theologian's learned phrase for what Chesterton once called 'the furious love of G-d.' He is not moody or capricious; He knows no seasons of change. He has a single relentless stance toward us: He loves us. He is the only G-d man has ever heard of who loves sinners. False gods- the gods of human manufacturing- despise sinners, but the Father of (Yeshua) loves all, no matter what they do.

Perfect. Dear G*d, Nikki, you're perfect.

Do not consider then, however learned you are, that your knowledge is complete. For learning is the river of G-d and we drink of it throughout our lives.

a poem is just a little machine for remembering itself

Feminism isn't about making women stronger. Women are already strong. It's about changing how the world perceives that strength

I think you're under no obligation whatsoever to forgive anything, to forget anything. You're not required to push away the years of abuse because the abuser now chooses to be sober and in his sobriety regrets his actions. And white may be small and unforgiving of me, I think people who do so at the snap of a dam finger are either liars or are in need of serious therapy. I assume you heard him out, so in my personal opinion, any debt you might owe for your existence is now paid in full. It may be fashionable to hold that terrible actions are indeed terrible, but that hte person inflicting them isn't responbile due to alcohol, drugs, DNA, or GD PMS. He damn well was responsible, and if you decided to loathe him for the rest of your life, I wouldn't blame you for it. How's that?" (Cybil to Gage - she ROCKS)

Jeanette’s correspondence was spotty and filled with hurtful proof that her life was proceeding without me. Two ex-friends never wrote back at all. Every Saturday a letter arrived faithfully from my mother at the state hospital. Her thoughts were hard to follow. In one sentence she’d be telling me about all the nice people in her art class. In the next, she’d be worrying about the flatiron she was sure had been left on when we closed up our house. “I can smell the heat from here,” she insisted. “The house will burn to the ground before anyone recognizes the g.d. truth.

The routine produces. But each day, nevertheless, when you try to get started you have to transmogrify, transpose yourself; you have to go through some kind of change from being a normal human being, into becoming some kind of slave. I simply don’t want to break through that membrane. I’d do anything to avoid it. You have to get there and you don’t want to go there because there’s so much pressure and so much strain and you just want to stay on the outside and be yourself. And so the day is a constant struggle to get going. And if somebody says to me, You’re a prolific writer—it seems so odd. It’s like the difference between geological time and human time. On a certain scale, it does look like I do a lot. But that’s my day, all day long, sitting there wondering when I’m going to be able to get started. And the routine of doing this six days a week puts a little drop in a bucket each day, and that’s the key. Because if you put a drop in a bucket every day, after three hundred and sixty-five days, the bucket’s going to have some water in it. http://is.gd/ouArv5

It is not enough for the Jew to rest content with his own spiritual ascent, the elevation of his soul in closeness to G-d, he must strive to draw spirituality down into the world and into every part of it – the world of his work and his social life – until not only do they not distract him from his pursuit of G-d, but they become a full part of it.

There are many other beings that G‑d created alongside human beings.

All my children are worthy, even when you doubt yourself. Especially when you doubt yourself.

The purpose of prayer is transformation; we go from a creature that relies on the world to one who depends on G-d.

LIsten when a prophet speaks, because G-D is talking

Too Fast To Live, Too Young To Die.

حياة المرء تكثرها المصاعب يبنيها الصبر و العزائم و يهدمها اليأس عند الهزائم

The ability to not believe in G-d is G-d’s greatest gift to us, for without it we could not return to Him (or Her).

Do you actually think that you are in control of this world, think again for G-d has control what he allows is for a reason.

Be careful that you do not forget your G-d.

He did not understand why this was happening but told everyone to continue to believe in G-d, and G-d would save them.

Well rested” wasn’t usually a status effect that he managed to achieve in real life, relying far more often on “Over-caffeinated.

it was forbidden to tread with your feet on the name of G-d.

G-D REMAINS HIDDEN, not because of mystery or intention of hiding, but because of our limited perception. We see or perceive only in fragments and have a mutilated, distorted picture of the whole

Entheogens (or psychedelics, to be more historically correct) have now been recognized as the mother of our Western ecology and conservation movements, as well as the entire field of transpersonal psychology and our apparent desire to return to some firsthand spiritual and/or mystical understanding of G/d (rather than blindly accepting traditional religious dogma without an experiential basis.

Mass movements can rise and spread without belief in a G-d, but never without belief in a devil. Usually, the strength of a mass movement is proportionate to the vividness and tangibility of its devil.

There are a few unfortunate souls on the streets as she waddles along, but every one of them swerves out of her way. It isn't clear whether Mama's height is a result of some aftermath of the big war or if, as she maintains, she comes from a long line of short people, but either way her elbows are always level with something soft and delicate and she has no compunctions about lashing out at anyone that gets too close.

Yes, we do need love just as we need food and water, but there is a difference. Food and water are elements of the earth that sustain our physical bodies, whereas love is the language of G-d, which sustains our soul.

The Goblin Shark isn’t the first ship that Reznik has sailed on—far from it. Ever since he picked himself up out of the dirt of the Badlands and walked out to the Red Ocean near the island of Sudrabi, he never looked back. His life had been a constant procession of new ships ever since. Some he takes by force, like The Goblin Shark. Some of them take him on as crew, but all of these have discovered very quickly that they made a mistake

What’s our story? How did we meet? How did you propose? How far along am I? Should I be showing? Are we having a boy or a girl? What are the names of the people we’re having dinner with? Why on earth did I sign that GD contract?

HOW DO YOU LIVE A MEANINGFUL DAY? When you awake in the morning, while you are still lying in bed, think for a moment: What does it mean to be awake and alive? Begin each day with a prayer; thank G-d for the new day. Acknowledge your soul and the vibrancy and fortitude it provides. Think about what you would like to accomplish that would make today a meaningful day. Train yourself to do this every morning and you will begin to see your life in a new, sharper focus.

IF THE PONTIFF BELIEVES HIMSELF TO BE G-D, SO BE IT, BUT JUST AS I HAVE GIVEN I SHALL TAKETH AWAY. FOR IT WAS I, WHO BROUGHT MY PEOPLE UP AND OUT OF EGYPT, AND BY MY OWN HAND , I SHALL DELIVER THEM BACK AND LET THEM BRING THEMSELVES UP AND OUT FROM HELL

This is apparently a little promotional ¶ where we’re supposed to explain “how and why we came to” the subject of our GD series book (the stuff in quotations is the editor’s words). The overall idea is to humanize the series and make the books and their subjects seem warmer and more accessible. So that people will be more apt to buy the books. I’m pretty sure this is how it works. The obvious objection to such promotional ¶s is that, if the books are any good at all, then the writers’ interest and investment in their subjects will be so resoundingly obvious in the texts themselves that these little pseudo-intimate Why I Cared Enough About Transfinite Math and Where It Came From to Spend a Year Writing a Book About It blurblets are unnecessary; whereas, if the books aren’t any good, it’s hard to see how my telling somebody that as a child I used to cook up what amounted to simplistic versions of Zeno’s Dichotomy and ruminate on them until I literally made myself sick, or that I once almost flunked a basic calc course and have seethed with dislike for conventional higher-math education ever since, or that the ontology and grammar of abstractions have always struck me as one of the most breathtaking problems in human consciousness—how any such stuff will help. The logic of this objection seems airtight to me. In fact, the only way the objection doesn’t apply is if these ¶s are really nothing more than disguised ad copy, in which case I don’t see why anyone reading them should even necessarily believe that the books’ authors actually wrote them—I mean, maybe somebody in the ad-copy department wrote them and all we did was sort of sign off on them. There’d be a kind of twisted integrity about that, though—at least no one would be pretending to pretend.

اشتاق لمن يشتاق لي في البعد يذكرني و عـمن إذا طال الغيـــاب فرحـــان يحضنني اشتاق تلك البسمة فـي الوجــه تسعدني و عـمن إذا احــــزنتـــــه ارضيـــــه يــهملني اشتــاق عيـــن الخـائــف للأمــــن يطلبني اشتــاق وجــه الحائــر في الأمــر يشركني اشتــاق كــــل تشـــــاجر مـعــه و يغضبني بــلا أن اســـمع صوتــــه فـــالنـوم يهجرني اشتــاق أحــاديـث الهـــوى ليلا و يسألني بــحبـــي لـــــه فأجيبـــــه لأعيـــد يجبرني اشتـاق لمن يشتاق لي يا ليت يجمعني بـــعـــد الـــوداع زمـــاننـــا فـالـبعد يؤلمني اشتاق لمن يشتاق لي يا ليت يسمعني فابــوح لـــــه بعذابـــيَ فالشـــوق يحرقني اشتاق لمن يشتاق لي ... اشتاق فهل يشتاق لي ؟؟؟

He waved cheerfully, then opened the door, tripped over the threshold, and as his balance was already impaired, nearly went face down on the floor for the second time that day. He caught himself, hung on to the side of the counter, and waited for the pub kitchen to stop revolving. With the careful steps of the drunk, he walked over to the cupboard to get out a pan for frying, a pot for boiling. Shawn was singing in his break-your-heart voice, about the cold nature of Peggy Gordon. And with one eye closed, his body swaying gently, he dripped lemon juice into a bowl. “Oh, fuck me, Shawn. You are half pissed.” “More than three-quarters if the truth be known.” He lost track of the juice and added a bit more to be safe. “And how are you, Aidan, darling?” “Get way from there before you poison someone.” Insulted, Shawn swiveled around and had to brace a hand on the counter to stay upright. “I’m drunk, not a murderer. I can make a g.d. fish cake in me sleep. This is my kitchen, I’ll thank you to remember, and I give the orders here.” He poked himself in the chest with his thumb on the claim and nearly knocked himself on his ass. Gathering dignity, he lifted his chin. “So go on with you while I go about my work.” “ What have you done to yourself?” “The devil cat caught me hand. Forgetting his work, Shawn lifted a hand to scowl at the red gashes. Oh, but I’ve got plans for him, you can be sure of that.” “At the moment, I’d lay odds on the cat. Do you know anything about putting fish cakes together?” Aidan asked Darcy. “Not a bloody thing,” she said cheerfully. “Then go and call Kathy Duffy, would you, and ask if she can spare us an hour or so, as we have an emergency?” “An emergency?” Shawn looked glassily around. “Where?

(regarding what kind of day she would want to be released) If I had the opportunity to choose, I would want it to be a radiant sunshiny day! And I would love it to be a Saturday morning. I'd go home and take a bath and soak and shampoo and put on clean underwear and clean clothes! And then Sunday morning I want to go to church and thank Gd for freedom -- with capital letters.

Do you think I can stay to become nothing to you' Do you think I am an automation?-a machine without feelings? and can bear to have my morsel of bread snatched from my lips, and my drop of living water dashed from my cup? Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain, an little, I am soulless and heartless? You think wrong!-I have as much soul as you,-and full of as much heart! And if G-d had gifted me with some beauty and much wealth, I should have made it as hard for you to leave me, a it is now for me to leave you. I am not talking to you now through the medium o custom, conventionalities, nor even of mortal flesh: it is my spirit that addresses your spirit; just as if both had passed through the grave, and we stood at G-d's feet, equal,-as we are!

The need for urgency is because one, two maybe three more steps, and the human race will be balancing itself on the edge of a flood quarry, and then, it will not be a matter of if, but only when, the tender hooves of G-D's lamb lose [their] footing on the slippery slanted rocks of the Quarry: at which point nothing will save us from the BEAST called FREEMASONRY (Dated October 16, 2012)

Seeds send down a runner beneath the surface. Before making an appearance above ground, the seed first grows beneath the surface. In the same way, we must first go deep in order to find the source of living water to sustain our lives. We must go deep into the Word of G-D lest we build ourselves on a foundation of shifting sand and get blown over in the first storm that comes into our lives. We must first grow beneath the surface.

Does the sacred quest end with cultivating our own gardens and dwelling within our private and incommunicable experiences? Because we human beings are verbal and communal animals, we cannot remain wonder-struck and dumb. We need to say something. We are a species given to storytelling and philosophizing to explain our world. Ergo, it is pure folly to suppose we can avoid speaking about the ultimate context and meaning of our existence. We cannot simply be content with the private experience of elementary emotions and the great encompassing mystery. Our feelings demand expression. How are we to understand this perennial need to speak to G-d and about G-d even when what we say involves contradictions, paradoxes, and sacred nonsense? To communicate is to come back into the community. The hero must return from the inner journey to the common life of dialogue and engagement.

Although she never went to the synagogue...Grandma [Lausch], all the same, burned a candle on the anniversary of Mr. Lausch's death, threw a lump of dough on the coals when she was baking, a kind of offering, had incantations over baby teeth and stunts against the evil eye. It was kitchen religion and had nothing to do with the G-d of the Creation who turned back the waters and exploded Gomorrah, but it was on the side of religion at that.

Some days since: a singular mood came over me: one in which grief replaced frenzy-sorrow, sullenness. I longed for thee! I longed for thee both with soul and flesh! I asked of G-d, at once in anguish and humility, if I had not been long enough desolate, afflicted, tormented; and might not soon taste bliss and peace once more. That I merited all I endured, I pleaded; and the alpha and omega of my heart's wishes broke involuntarily from my lips in the words- "Jane! Jane! Jane!

Dear Q, Hell of a thing getting you out of that dungeon. Richard showed up, finally, for which I suppose we should be grateful, though G-d knows he doesn't make it easy. We wanted to stay, Q, but it was hard, and getting harder every day. The centaurs said it wasn't working. But if you're reading this then you woke up after all. I'm sorry about everything. I know you are too. I know I said I didn't need a family to become who I was supposed to be, but it turned out that I did. And it was you. We'll meet again. -E

What does Jesus mean when he uses that word “heaven”? ___________________ First, there was tremendous respect in the culture that Jesus lived in for the name of God—so much so that many wouldn’t even say it. That is true to this day. I occasionally receive e-mails and letters from people who spell the name “G-d.” In Jesus’s day, one of the ways that people got around actually saying the name of God was to substitute the word “heaven” for the word “God.” Jesus often referred to the “kingdom of heaven,” and he tells stories about people “sinning against heaven.” “Heaven” in these cases is simply another way of saying “God.

Please include in this supplication the spirit and soul of … (if a specific soul is being addressed at the moment, then recite its name, so and so, son/daughter of so and so). G-d, full of mercy, please show them Your grace, ease their rightful punishments, for You are the Master of mercy and forgiveness. Although they have sinned before You, intentionally and unintentionally, blemishing the worlds above and even the sources of their souls and spirits, there is still nothing that can stop You from rectifying their blemishes in your great mercy and pure grace. Wipe clean their slates of reckoning and cast all their sins into the depths of the sea. Hear our prayers. Blessed are You who hears the prayers of everyone.

Because we human beings are verbal and communal animals, we cannot remain wonder-struck and dumb. We need to say something. We are a species given to storytelling and philosophizing to explain our world. Ergo, it is pure folly to suppose we can avoid speaking about the ultimate context and meaning of our existence. We cannot simply be content with the private experience of elementary emotions and the great encompassing mystery. Our feelings demand expression. How are we to understand this perennial need to speak to G-d and about G-d even when what we say involves contradictions, paradoxes, and sacred nonsense? To communicate is to come back into the community. The hero must return from the inner journey to the common life of dialogue and engagement. PRAYERS TO AN ABSENT G-D ON PRAYER You ask me how to pray to someone who is not.

Mughals to the importance of sea power. The Mughals had a predominantly continental outlook. Preoccupation with cavalry warfare blinded the Indian rulers to the maritime challenge of the European powers. The Mughals would only take an enemy seriously if he confronted them with large contingents of cavalry. Thus, they neglected the Indian Ocean as the most important element of the total Indian environment. They knew the monsoon would not permit a sustained maritime invasion of India. Thus, a maritime invader would find his supply lines cut in a short time-frame. The European powers, however, never attempted such an invasion. India itself had a huge military manpower pool with a mercenary orientation. It generally flocked to the banner of whichever local ruler paid the best. The European success lay in nativisation. They built up their military contingents in India by drilling local infantry troops who were far less expensive to maintain but in the end proved fatal to the Indian cavalry.

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I had grown weary of so many rules. That's the thing about every discipline. There's often a format, a belief that if you don't follow the structure to the tiniest detail, you won't get the maximum value: mantras are private. Om is the most perfect sound in the universe. Never lay a sacred text to chant on the floor. If you are in a seminar, always wear a name tag. Put your name in the upper right hand corner of every essay. Just breathe. No, scream. No, cry or hit something. But don't lose yourself. Never do yoga on the full moon. Walk clockwise around a temple. Don't eat protein and starch in the same meal. Always begin the day with fruit. Don't eat any fruit. Never utter the word of G_d. There is no God. There are multiple gods. To be a good acupuncturist, "check your stuff" at the door. Bring all of you. Never do work on the Sabbath. Don't cary anything in your pockets. Consciousness is constant work. Accept Jesus. Read the Bible. There is no suffering. Acknowledge suffering as a noble truth. Tread lightly on the Earth. Leave no trace. Make your mark. Get noticed. Travel silently through life. Attend to the needs of others. Follow your bliss. Suppress. Express. Withhold. Let go. Let it in. Get off the grid. Join the marketplace. Go toward the light. Hadn't I heard enough?

The Purveyor of Delusion confers upon his wife a certain expression or twist of Phiz I daresay as old as Holy Scripture,— a lengthy range of Sentiment, all comprest into a single melancholick swing of the eyes. From some personal stowage he produces another Flask, containing, not the Spruce Beer ubiquitous in these parts, but that favor’d stupefacient of the jump’d-up tradesman, French claret,— and without offering it to anyone else, including his Wife, begins to drink. “It goes back,” he might have begun, “to the second Day of Creation, when ‘G-d made the Firmament, and divided the Waters which were under the Firmament, from the Waters which were above the Firmament,’— thus the first Boundary Line. All else after that, in all History, is but Sub-Division.” “What Machine is it,” young Cherrycoke later bade himself goodnight, “that bears us along so relentlessly? We go rattling thro’ another Day,— another Year,— as thro’ an empty Town without a Name, in the Midnight . . . we have but Memories of some Pause at the Pleasure-Spas of our younger Day, the Maidens, the Cards, the Claret,— we seek to extend our stay, but now a silent Functionary in dark Livery indicates it is time to re-board the Coach, and resume the Journey. Long before the Destination, moreover, shall this Machine come abruptly to a Stop . . . gather’d dense with Fear, shall we open the Door to confer with the Driver, to discover that there is no Driver, . . . no Horses, . . . only the Machine, fading as we stand, and a Prairie of desperate Immensity. . . .

No one likes to be told there’s something wrong with them, especially something like their genes, which they can’t change.” “You think there’s really something wrong with you?” “I guess so. It’s like a disease, right? They can see it in our genes. That’s not really up for debate, is it?” “I’m not saying your genes aren’t different,” I say. “I’m just saying that doesn’t mean one set is damaged and one set isn’t. The genes for blue eyes and brown eyes are different too, but are blue eyes ‘damaged’? It’s like they just arbitrarily decided that one kind of DNA was bad and the other was good.” “Based on the evidence that GD behavior was worse,” Christina points out. “Which could be caused by a lot of things,” I retort. “I don’t know why I’m arguing with you when I’d really like for you to be right,” Christina says, laughing. “But don’t you think a bunch of smart people like these Bureau scientists could figure out the cause of bad behavior?” “Sure,” I say. “But I think that no matter how smart, people usually see what they’re already looking for, that’s all.” “Maybe you’re biased too,” she says. “Because you have friends--and a boyfriend--with this genetic issue.” “Maybe.” I know I’m fumbling for an explanation, one I may not really believe, but I say it anyway: “I guess I don’t see a reason to believe in genetic damage. Will it make me treat other people better? No. The opposite, maybe.” And besides, I see what it’s doing to Tobias, how it’s making him doubt himself, and I don’t understand how anything good can possibly come from it. “You don’t believe things because they make your life better, you believe them because they’re true,” she points out. “But--” I speak slowly as I mull that over--“isn’t looking at the result of a belief a good way of evaluating if it’s true?” “Sounds like a Stiff way of thinking.” She pauses. “I guess my way is very Candor, though. God, we really can’t escape factions no matter where we go, can we?” I shrug. “Maybe it’s not so important to escape them.” Tobias walks into the dormitory, looking pale and exhausted, like he always does these days. His hair is pushed up on one side from lying on his pillow, and he’s still wearing what he wore yesterday. He’s been sleeping in his clothes since we came to the Bureau. Christina gets up. “Okay, I’m going to go. And leave you two...to all this space. Alone.” She gestures at all the empty beds, and then winks conspicuously at me as she walks out of the dormitory. Tobias smiles a little.

What do you think about it?” I say. “I don’t know. I guess it makes me angry.” She frowns. “No one likes to be told there’s something wrong with them, especially something like their genes, which they can’t change.” “You think there’s really something wrong with you?” “I guess so. It’s like a disease, right? They can see it in our genes. That’s not really up for debate, is it?” “I’m not saying your genes aren’t different,” I say. “I’m just saying that doesn’t mean one set is damaged and one set isn’t. The genes for blue eyes and brown eyes are different too, but are blue eyes ‘damaged’? It’s like they just arbitrarily decided that one kind of DNA was bad and the other was good.” “Based on the evidence that GD behavior was worse,” Christina points out. “Which could be caused by a lot of things,” I retort. “I don’t know why I’m arguing with you when I’d really like for you to be right,” Christina says, laughing. “But don’t you think a bunch of smart people like these Bureau scientists could figure out the cause of bad behavior?” “Sure,” I say. “But I think that no matter how smart, people usually see what they’re already looking for, that’s all.” “Maybe you’re biased too,” she says. “Because you have friends--and a boyfriend--with this genetic issue.” “Maybe.” I know I’m fumbling for an explanation, one I may not really believe, but I say it anyway: “I guess I don’t see a reason to believe in genetic damage. Will it make me treat other people better? No. The opposite, maybe.” And besides, I see what it’s doing to Tobias, how it’s making him doubt himself, and I don’t understand how anything good can possibly come from it. “You don’t believe things because they make your life better, you believe them because they’re true,” she points out. “But--” I speak slowly as I mull that over--“isn’t looking at the result of a belief a good way of evaluating if it’s true?” “Sounds like a Stiff way of thinking.” She pauses. “I guess my way is very Candor, though. God, we really can’t escape factions no matter where we go, can we?” I shrug. “Maybe it’s not so important to escape them.” Tobias walks into the dormitory, looking pale and exhausted, like he always does these days. His hair is pushed up on one side from lying on his pillow, and he’s still wearing what he wore yesterday. He’s been sleeping in his clothes since we came to the Bureau. Christina gets up. “Okay, I’m going to go. And leave you two...to all this space. Alone.” She gestures at all the empty beds, and then winks conspicuously at me as she walks out of the dormitory. Tobias smiles a little.

Sully had a thing about birds - she wasn't particularly fond of them, but they seemed to be fond of her, showing up in flocks whenever she was upset. Marie was able to judge her mood by the number of seagulls outside the apartment at any given moment.

Hate spreads easily. If we’re not careful, history will repeat itself! Another Holocaust is not impossible. That’s why we need to be extra vigilant in preventing this type of discrimination and hatred from happening again. We’re all followers of the same G-d, so we should all be able to get along together and be good to each other. Hatred is not what G-d teaches.

With all of that busywork done, there was nothing left to do but wait as Lindsay came leaping and bounding down the waterfall stairs, shouting into the guild-chat. “Give me the new stabby! My stabby stabby stabby!” He knew her well enough to wait until she was actually down in the main chamber to turn the kris over to her. It wouldn’t have been helpful if she’d stalled out on the stairs. She danced around in a circle, kissing the sinister looking blade in between outbursts. “Oh, my precious stabby. I shall love him and squeeze him and call him stabby.

I beg of you to rest, to seek healing of the spirit and healing of the body. Our life is a walk in the night, we know not how great the distance to the dawn that awaits us. And the path is strewn with stumbling blocks and our bodies are grown tyrannous with weeping yet we lift our feet. We lift our feet. With the help of G-d, R.

Torah is the study of G-d thinking.

A woman scored is pretty bad, but a G-d scored is quite another.

A woman scored is pretty bad, but a G-d scorned is quite another.

That protein bar you claim to have snacked on earlier—it means nothing to you in this moment. As far as you’re aware, you’re ravenous, and the only thing that can even make a dent in your insatiable appetite is a freaking pastry. So, take your undermoisturized hand, reach into that box of goodness, and grab a breakfast treat, because there is no way in hell we’re going to sit here, two women with a penchant for baked goods, and chow down on pastries while you’re over there marveling at your self-control while tasting the remnants of your protein bar in the back of your teeth. Oh, hell no. Pick up a GD pastry and eat it.

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Remedios Para Mamacita When G-d was a boy the dirt was dark red and the myths of women, explicit. Just enough of the world had been distributed to know what was possible-what you didn't, couldn't, have. Love hid in the kernels of handsome mamey fruit. We sorted through piles of black beans in case they lied about its whereabouts, we built ladders we were too tired to climb. We cried. Eventually, we cried so often we were forced to invent salvation. We'd fill the largest bucket we could find with the coldest water. We'd sit the crier down and crowd behind her. After several synchronized breaths, we'd lift the bucket and tip it downward. What was left no longer resembled crying, but we chanted come back, come back to us, anyway.

G-d works within the context of His own creation.

Clearly, a child who is brought up without fear and respect for G-d in his heart will have no fear or respect for any authority—his parents, his teachers, law enforcement officers. He must learn to accept the concept of a divine moral code that we all must obey. He must realize that the laws of man are rooted in something far more eternal: the Ten Commandments.

The message children should be hearing from their parents is: “Respect me not because I am so great, but because of G-d. Just as G-d gave me life through your grandparents, G-d gave you life through me.

What your birth means is that you are G-d’s child. Your birth was not an accident; G-d chooses each of us to fulfill a specific mission in this world, just as a composer arranges each musical note. Take away even one note, and the entire composition is affected. Each person matters; each person is irreplaceable. Your life is always leading you toward your destiny, and every single moment is meaningful and precious.

Because of their innocence, their curiosity, and their purity, children stand closer to G-d than an adult. And so the great secret to childhood is not that our children have much to learn from us, but that we have much to learn from them.

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Because so many of us take for granted the many wonders before our eyes, G-d does on occasion perform miracles to shake us from our reverie, to elevate us to a higher plane of awareness. Sometimes a miracle occurs to rescue us from a dire situation. Since G-d created the universe and its laws of nature, it would follow that He can alter or suspend these laws as He sees fit.4

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People didn’t like being told what to do at the best of times. When you were telling them it was for their own good, it was infinitely worse. And when you were telling them how to build their character – essentially telling them who they should be – they really did not like it.

So it wasn't until they were standing on ice-crisp grass in a spectacular winter garden that he noticed what Sylvie was holding. She blinked placidly as she gave Gaston-Dominic a pat on his mullet. "Unless you're planning to eat that," he said, "you'd better not be taking it in the car." Her look was drenched with pity for his poor struggling wits. "Obviously, I'm taking it in the car." She smiled beatifically at it. "I'm going to put it in the kitchens at Sugar Fair as our new mascot." Before he could voice one of several comments on that, she reached into her bag and pulled out another item she'd purloined from the tables. It was a pink sugar Cadillac, reasonably identifiable and Emma's one real success today. Carefully, she propped up G-D in it. "What--" "How else is he going to get around with those teeny legs?" Absolute last straw.

The soul also teaches humility. Whereas the body is selfish, the soul is humble. It provides us with the capacity to rise above ourselves, to see others’ needs and to respond with sensitivity. Without a soul, the body’s selfish desires can enslave and ultimately destroy us. The soul is our transcendent side, always reaching upward like the candle flame, always trying to reconnect us with G-d. The body may try to keep us earthbound, but the soul has the power to lift us above and beyond.

In Buber’s view, even the success of political debates between statesmen is tied more to specific formal attributes than to the substantive content of the debates. These debates lack significance because of how rather than what they communicate: they provoke no answers, and thus fail to stimulate deliberation and pluralist debate. Diametrically opposed to genuine dialogue, such discourse is fossilized speech. For Buber, the inability to speak in a genuine, dialogical manner is not, however, restricted to modern statesmen and rulers. It is a problem that pertains to all people and peoples: “That peoples can no longer carry on authentic dialogue with one another is not only the most acute symptom of the pathology of our time; it is also that which most urgently makes a demand of us” (GD, 238). The battle cries of war have drowned out genuine human dialogue, particularly the dialogue between Germans and Jews.

FEAR AND ANXIETY The Enemies Within I am confident and shall not fear, for G-d is my strength and song, and He has been a help to me. —Isaiah 12:1 Think good and it will be good. —The Rebbe

You must not compromise your values and standards out of fear of how others will perceive you. This is one of the most difficult challenges in life, for we all want to be loved and accepted. But accepted by whom? By people whose own standards are ever shifting? By people who themselves are worried about being accepted by yet others? The only person on earth you need to be accepted by is yourself. You achieve this by integrating G-d into your life, which means devoting yourself to the purpose for which you were created.

As the sages say, “May you fear G-d as much as you fear man.”3 “Fear of G-d” is not actually fear at all, but an awe and respect for a higher presence in your life—and a recognition that G-d chose you to fill a specific role in refining this world. When you feel despondent or afraid, contemplate this point; when you fear that you won’t be able to handle a particular challenge or a setback, think about what G-d wants of you.

You must remember that there is nothing on this earth to fear, for G-d is always with you, and by following His instructions, you open the channels for His blessings.

When you awake in the morning, while you are still lying in bed, think for a moment: What does it mean to be awake and alive? Begin each day with a prayer; thank G-d for the new day. Acknowledge your soul and the vibrancy and fortitude it provides. Think about what you would like to accomplish that would make today a meaningful day.

People could debate one another about G-d for their entire lives and never come to a conclusion, because they may all define G-d differently. Many who claim to reject G-d are actually rejecting a false definition of G-d; if they were presented with an accurate description, there might be no argument.

remember [...] before the silver cord is severed, and the golden bowl is broken; before the pitcher is shattered at the spring, and the wheel broken at the well, and the dust returns to the ground it came from, and the spirit returns to g_d who gave it.

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Moshe dropped to his knees, prayed to G-d for spiritual renewal, felt none, and found himself moping around the back storeroom of the Heaven & Earth Grocery Store, the sole Jewish grocery in Chicken Hill.

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Regarding the convenient claim that Judaism avoids the “cultist” tendencies of, for example, the Roman Catholic Church, by not claiming to be “the one and only true faith,” thus allegedly allowing followers to leave the religion without penalty: In the Olam Ha-Ba [i.e., the Messianic Age], the whole world will recognize the Jewish G-d as the only true G-d, and the Jewish religion as the only true religion (Rich, 2001). Could one have expected any less, though, given the “chosen group” complex of the entire tradition? Of course it’s “the one true religion”! How could they be the “Chosen People” if it wasn’t?

The Mishkan, where the [Tablets] were housed, alludes to a Torah scholar. If a Torah scholar publicizes himself as the day is public, [G-d] will bring a cloud of obscurity over him. However, if a Torah scholar conceals himself like an object concealed at night, [God] will spread his fame as a fire is seen from a distance.

It was an egalitarian civilisation. There were no armies of slave labour used to build massive Pyramids and Sphinxes, palaces, tombs or mausoleums for dead despots and kings.

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Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives, and the one who seeks finds, and to the one who knocks it will be opened. Gd it. Sometimes it’s annoying,

We must ask, what will happen to today’s cases who develop GD in adolescence and in response to stress and social contagion? In how high a percentage will identity remain unstable? We don’t know.

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I do not ask you to be like your brother, or like Abraham or Isaac. I only ask you to be like you, Aharon,

therefore thus saith G-d Jehovah: Now will I bring again the captivity of Yaacov and have mercy upon the whole house of Israel, and will be jealous for my Holy name... When I have brought them again from the nations and gathered them out of their enemies lands and sanctified in them in he sight of many nations". Ezekiel 39:25-27.

The number that you see in the literature for the body’s need for glucose is 130 grams/day. This number has a strange history. In a classic study by George Cahill on the response to starvation [56], it was found that this much glucose was consumed by the brain under normal conditions, that is, before the starvation phase of the experiment was started. After several days of starvation, however, it was found to be substantially less, in the range of 50 g/d but this was obviously not from the diet since it was measured under starvation conditions. Somehow, nutritionists picked up on the baseline 130 g/d which is the value before the starvation period and even morphed this into a dietary requirement. Cahill told my colleague Gene Fine that by the time he realized this had happened it was too late to stop it. So the mistake is propagated in the literature,

If G-d is not present in your heart, in your imagination, in your desire to create the Most Successful Small Business in the World, the possibility of creating the Most Successful Small Business in the World would not exist. See it. Go back to before the beginning. Go back to where there was just G-d. Go back to just before the immensity beyond immensity beyond any word that you can use to describe that immensity, of the creation of the universe, our world, all things we see and those things we don’t see. Go

The one thing that hasn't changed around our house is our having a groundhog. Strange how he stayed on after Doc died since Mama and I have up growing vegetables. He just lives off grass these days, which makes me wonder why he had to bedevil poor Doc so much over his corn and tomatoes. I guess Doc's garden was just too tempting, like dangling a candy bar in front of a child. Of course, I don't know for sure that it's Big Tom, the GD groundhog himself, or just one of his children. But this groundhog sure is big and bodacious. And, you know, he does the funniest thing at twilight. He waddles out to the rose garden and lies down there, almost like he's looking for Doc. Maybe his is. I guess groundhogs don't know about flying south.

To move from bondage to freedom requires a shift in viewpoint; the purpose of prayer is to affect this shift; to take you from someone in need to someone who knows all needs are met in G-d.

Those who depend on G-d take the burden off of themselves and are liberated. Those who rely only on themselves make themselves G-d and carry the weight of the world; they are lost to sharing in the whole, lost to being a part of it all because they take unto themselves what is not theirs.

The battle is always between those who desire to be happy in the world and those who desire to be free - yet the only freedom that can be found is the freedom found in knowing G-d. Let us begin

The freedom of G-d lies in HIs infinite Nature.

We have been striving for the things of the world and in this striving, have thrown ourselves into exile. When enough pain is experienced over a lifetime, people ask the perennial question; 'What must I do to be saved?' They must accomplish the reversal and turn towards G-d. There is no where else to go. No other path to take.

Knowledge, and then love of G-d, is the homecoming all long for, the banquet or feast that has been long promised.

In the course of his career as a naval surgeon travelling the world, Captain T.L. Cleave,97 together with South African physician G.D. Campbell, formulated the hypothesis that a variety of medical conditions – including dental caries and associated periodontal disease, peptic ulcers, obesity, diabetes, colonic stasis ‘and its complications of varicose veins and haemorrhoids’, heart attack (coronary thrombosis) and certain gut infections – are caused by diets high in sugar and refined carbohydrates, and should therefore be termed the ‘saccharine diseases’.

My Parents were murdered in Texas in 2010 and he never got caught-My G-d Hates me and the police did not care. Truth

We are to rely on G-d, Who conducts the world as a whole, as well as the microcosmic world of each and every person; surely, He will lead the person to that which is best for him or her.

G-d Lead's So One Can Find !

G-d Lead's So One Can Find !

(4151)GNP(4151) an examiner in the 3 phase review of the OECD Working Group on Bribery on New Zealand at the OECD Working Group on Bribery in October 2013. The ACRC successfully responded to the review by establishing a cooperative system with the

Elissa became aware that she had both hands held out in front of her, as if to push the sight away, as if to make it not real, not true, not THERE. She'd known they were doing something awful to Lin, to the others, but she'd never imagined something like this. Never imagined there were shutting them away in the dark, trapped and drowning, every moment waiting for the pain that would tear through them when the ship went into hyperspeed. A memory pierced her. "You said the others -other Spares- were taken away. It was this. It was for this." Lin's face turned to her, as pale as that of the dead Spare. In the dim room, her eyes were black hollows. Her jaw was slack with shock. "NO," said Cadan. "No. It cant be. This cant be what they-" He broke off. "Oh, G-d in heaven, hyperdrives last five to seven years." For a moment Elissa didn't pick up on what he meant. Then it hit her, a huge fist clenching her hers stomach. "SEVEN YEARS? That's how long he's been there?" "No. Not this one. The PHOENIX is only two hears old. This one - somethings been malfunctioning all along. He must-" Cadan choked again. "Ah, G-d what have I been doing to him?" "Two years." Elissa found her head turning back toward where the Spare floated, limp and helpless. Out there, in all the other spaceships, other Spares were floating in the same way, kept alive by tubes, kept - Oh G-d, were they conscious the whole time? As she looked, unable to turn away, other details revealed themselves, details she didn't want, things she didn't want to know could happen anywhere, EVER.

The children of the Kingdom of G-D are like the trees where the seasons change the outward appearance, but the root never changes. In its season, people gaze upon the buds and marvel at the branches. In its season, the colors like Joseph’s robe burst forth, and people stand in awe. And winter comes, and the trees shed their beautiful leaves, and their outward appearance becomes bleak and barren. There’s no longer any interest in the tree. But beneath the surface, the root grows deeper—yet no one sees.

Thank you for you.

When one closes their heart to the mystery of G-D's way, they run the risk of not hearing His Call.

Just because Eve does not speak does not mean she does not think. Or want. Or wonder. Just because Eve says very little in this story does not mean she is passive and dumb. Isn't it just as likely that she was a curious, growing being full of ideas and questions with no one to talk to? I imagine her left alone, bursting with curiosity and imagination, exploring the peripheries of the garden, delving into the mystery of the forbidden and the secret, far from center stage. How else could she have run into a character like the serpent? [......] It seems obvious that the serpent would choose Eve to talk to and not Adam, because the serpent could sense that Eve was craving dialogue. The serpent, with its sharp intellect, its curiosity and knowledge, becomes a psuedo-G-d, opening Eve's eyes to possibilities that exist only in her dormant imagination. The serpent is referred to as male, but perhaps it is more interesting to imagine it as Lilith in disguise. Though it was probably meant to show Lilith's satanic nature, an illustration in a sixteenth-century text does show Lilith with the body of a snake tempting Eve. The serpent seems to have some Lilith-like qualities: a powerful gift of speech, an intimate knowledge of G-d, a quality of defiance and a strength of will- surprising in an ideal garden. I like the picture this makes- While G-d teaches Adam about planting and sowing, Lilith teaches Eve about power and freedom.

G-d doesn’t expect you to be perfect, She expects you to be imperfect—and is delighted when you disappoint Her.

If Prophets and Messengers are the closest to godliness as any human is capable of being, and yet even they fail, how the fuck can anyone, less than perfect, be so arrogant as to expect they will do better than a Prophet, or Messenger of G-D.

why the G-d of the Hebrews

The Snake was cursed that it will “eat dust all the days of your life.” But why is it a curse to have one’s food everywhere, at all times? Because the fact that our livelihood is not readily available to us, and we are in constant communication with G-d to request our daily bread—that’s life’s greatest blessing.

As G.D. Birla once said, ‘Any fool can establish a business when there is a boom. But it is during a period of depression that one’s ability to establish and run a business is really tested … I therefore appeal to businessmen not to be disheartened but to learn to take risks.’*

I plucked the shower gel I used this morning from the grocery store shelf for no discernible reason. Why that shower gel? Was it because it had shea butter in it—do I even know what shea butter is?—or was it because it promised to make me feel younger, more refreshed, or softer to the touch? Was it because the packaging was simple and clean or was it because I was rushing through the store and just needed some G.D. shower gel?

g*d wept, but that mattered little to an unbelieving age ... for there began to rise in America in 1876 a new capitalism & a new enslavement of labor" --w.e.b. dubois

His teachings, called Chassidus, emphasized each person’s continuous spiritual union with G•d, and that enthusiasm and joy are essential to be in an experiential relationship with Him. He

Feminism isn't about making women stronger. Women are already strong, it's about changing the way the world perceives that strength.

When God calls a man by His grace, he cannot but come. you may resist the minister's call, but you cannot the Spirit's call. The finger of the blessed Spirit can write upon a heart of stone, as once He wrote His laws upon tables of stone. God's words are creating words; when He said "Let there be light, there was light"; and when He says, "Let there be faith", it shall be so. When Gd called Paul, he answered to the call. "I was not disobedient to the heavenly vision" (Acts xxvi. 19). God rides forth conquering in the chariot of His gospel; he makes the blind eyes see, and the stony heart bleed. If God will call a man, nothing shall lie in the way to hinder; difficulties shall be untied, the powers of hell shall disband. "Who hath resisted his will?" (Rom. ix. 19(. God bends the iron sinew, and cuts asunder the gates of brass (Psalm cvii. 16). When the Lord touches a man's heart by His Spirit, all proud imaginations are brought down, and the fort royal of the will yields to God.

New Amsterdam was a city the way decapitation was a paper cut. Both could make a person bleed and both would hurt like hell, but only one made bystanders start screaming.

This is the brick & mortar of the America that murdered Tamir & may stalk the laughter in my backseat. I am a father driving his Black sons to school & the death of a Black boy rides shotgun & this could be a funeral procession. The death a silent thing in the air, unmentioned— because mentioning death invites taboo: if you touch my sons the blood washed away from the concrete must, at some point, belong to you, & not just to you, to the artifice of justice that is draped like a blue g-d around your shoulders, the badge that justifies the echo of the fired pistol; taboo:

You doing okay?” he asks. “I feel unbelievable.” “Good, because we’re just getting started.” He rips open the condom wrapper, sliding it on, and I watch transfixed as he guides his most impressive cock to my entrance.

Frightened fools love their fire.

Bones that weren’t hers, had been pushed inside her flesh, stretching her out of shape. Twisting her into this new Orsina. This girl who’d do anything to graduate from some school she’d never heard of. To make herself powerful, so that somebody might give her shelter from the world. She didn’t want that. She’d never wanted any of that. These were the wants of the Prima and Harmony. They were in her head, speaking in her voice. Telling her how she should live. Who she should strive to become. She needed to think. She needed to get her brain back under control. She was spiraling. She was losing herself.

Her interest was in the future, what was coming next, what would happen next, how she could intercept danger before it struck. She never thought on the past, and how things had come to be how they were. He supposed that between the two of them, they almost managed wisdom. Almost.

It was exactly what Harmony had taught her, to hold herself up and never let others tear her down. It was just strange to hear she had taken the lesson to heart instead of merely nodding along with whatever her supposed mentor said.

She had to think like the dragon. Unity of purpose. She half remembered something about that in the Owl’s endless books.

It was as though they were children with no grasp of the real consequences of failure.

Nobles who had never been denied anything in their lives now found the lack of access to this curious new creature in their midst to be a great frustration

relaxed by the sounds of other living people about her. The desolate silence of her own well-insulated chamber had been too alien to a girl more accustomed to being trod on in the night, the silence stretching out and leaving vacuous openings for her thoughts and fears to dwell in.

Civility was a mask, but it was armor too. So long as he maintained appearances, his enemies could not work against him openly either.

In his experience, the commoners’ allegiance went to whoever kept food in their belly, kept a roof over their head, and whipped them the least. When it came to the noble houses, loyalty was bought for a marginally higher price, but it was still bought.

Artemio had no romance in his head. He had no room for it there since he was using the massive amount of space it apparently occupied for things like thinking.

Drive, my dear. Ambition. The desire to succeed and the will to pursue it. It is my hope that you are ready and willing to put in the work required to make something of yourself.

Rora, I realise that you don't know what you want, but it's not a crime to feel that way, nor to want to find what you're looking for. We all do things in our own time. It's your life and it's right that you want to live every single breath to the full. Find your way and remember: if you are happy, then I'm happy too.

She’s the yin to my yang.  The peanut butter to my jelly.

Gus?” “Yeah?” I pull her onto my lap and wrap my arms around her because I’m so thankful she’s okay. “What’s a fucker?” Fuck.

He has commanded us to pray to Him for our sake. G-d does not need our prayer; He can do without our prayers, but we cannot do without our prayers.

Olive started kindergarten. She doesn’t need me anymore. She’ll be gone in the blink of an eye.

You look like I want to take a bite out of you.” I shake my head. “I mean. Fuck. Here we go. I am not going to bite unless you want me to and then only very gently ... unless you ask me to go hard and then I am always up for—

The Rig Veda mentions a primordial Goddess called Danu. Her children were the Danvas who fought with the Devas, the Gods, and lost. This Rig Vedic tribe was banished into exile. The word Danu itself means fluid drop in Rig Vedic Sanskrit. The Avestan (old Iranian) word for river is Danu. So do the Scythians (Sakas) and Sarmatians call rivers—Danu. Now comes the surprise. Linguistically the names of many rivers in Europe and Russia can be traced back to the Sanskrit/ Avestan Danu. thus- Danube Deniper Donets Don Dunajec Dvina Dysna Does this seem to indicate the gradual westward out-migration of the Rig Vedic Danava clans of the Indo-Aryans from the Indus- Sarasvati civilisational area into Russia and Europe?

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The world will not stop spinning… G-d will not fall from the sky… Life will go on.

equality ends with the Creation, and that all attempts to enshrine this equality in our government and enforce it through legislation must be treated as abominations to G-d [sic] that verge on Sovietism”…

& sometimes, I swear, even G-d has no alibi....

One of the morals which this implies is that when a man wishes to take more on himself than G-d has yet demanded of him, he must first completely satisfy himself that he is not doing so at the expense of others. And indeed, in the case of Abraham, we find that his preciousness in the eyes of G-d was not primarily that he undertook to keep the whole Torah before it had been given, but rather,24 “I know him (which Rashi translates as ‘I hold him dear’) because he will command his children and his household after him to keep to the way of the L-rd, doing righteousness and justice.

The Inner Meaning of “Jacob” and “Israel” The difference between them is this. The name “Jacob” implies that he acquired the blessings of Isaac “by supplanting and subtlety”5 (the name in Hebrew, Ya-akov, means he supplanted”). He used cunning to take the blessings which had been intended for Esau. “Israel,” on the other hand, denotes the receiving of blessings through “noble conduct (Serarah, which is linguistically related to Yisrael, the Hebrew form of Israel), and in an open manner.”6 However the Torah is interpreted, its literal meaning remains true. And the blessings of Isaac referred to the physical world and its benefits: “G-d give you of the dew of the heaven and the fatness of the earth.”7

This was the virtue of Israel, to have “contended with Elokim and with men” and to have prevailed over their respective concealments of G-d. They are no longer barriers to him; indeed they assent to his blessings. He not only won his struggle with the angel (the guardian angel of Esau) but the angel himself blessed him. This is the achievement of which the Proverbs speak: “He makes even his enemies be at peace with him.”14

Jew—though his struggle with contendinG-desires is difficult and fraught with risk—has the power to achieve victory and remain free from sin. For he is “a branch of My planting, the work of My hands,”21 and “a part of G-d above.”22 As nothing can prevail over G-d, so can nothing prevail over the Jew against his will. And he has been promised victory, for we are told, “His banished will not be rejected by Him”23 and “All Israel has a share in the world to come.

Asaf- I recognize that's not your true name, but you will always be Asaf to me-- the overly earnest server, not the murderer. Yet how much of a murderer can you be when you saved me from the jaan, not just when you thought I was innocent, but when you knew I had killed family of yours? Your adherence to the law is admirable, but it does not erase the blood on your family's hands. What you are is wrong, what you do is wrong, and no amount of recasting your role or your name will change that. But perhaps you are right in one respect: it's time to let the past go. I did what I could, and while I failed to stop the Serpent, further action on my part would be foolish. I choose to believe that your strong sense of justice will prevail among your kind and that you will emerge as their natural leader, even if I cannot believe in what you do. By the time you receive this note, I will be gone from Ghadid. I don't see a life for me here anymore. Don't look for me. I couldn't tell you all of this in my own voice because I feared I would not be able to leave. If G-d is kind, we will meet again in another future and another existence. If G-d is kind, we won't meet again as we are now. I fear I would not withstand it. You said once that even monsters think they're right. Perhaps we are both right. Perhaps we are both monsters. May G-d light your darkness, Yufit

The crux of the [AIT and IAMT ] debate therefore centers around the a priori existence of the Vedic Sarasvati river. With the existence of the Sarasvati established the entire construct of the geographically contiguous Harrapan and Rig Vedic Civilizations falls neatly into place.

Here are some other affirmations to play with: This is my life. I am in control. I deal with what I have to deal with and disengage from the ugliness. I honour myself and my pace. I am moving through this. I know my knowing. I am gentle with myself. I embrace the opportunity within this. I follow through. I turn every situation into an opportunity. Life is simple and easy. (say it even in the darkness) I am heard. I am strong. The right support always comes. I bring great energy to all experiences. I self protect. I refuse to be intimidated. I live in the present moment. I self-manage well. I let go and let G-d. I perceive the good and am guided to where I need to go. I’m financially aware and responsible. I leave room for miracles. I am centered and grounded within the storm.

Ed and Mike followed Percy Lynn along the promenade at Herne Bay. To their left, the grey sea was flecked with white horses. Most of the holidaymakers had deserted the shingle beach for the amusement arcades and cafés which lined the seafront. The small pub wasn’t one Ed would have chosen for their meeting but it was quiet and she was pleased to be out of the wind. Pint in hand, Percy settled into a wheelback carver, clearly his favourite spot. Well, why not, thought Ed, we’re disrupting his retirement

Some echoes from the past never fade! They guide us, challenge us, and sometimes, they lead us exactly where we need to be.

On the way back home, with Olivia at the wheel and Maggie in the passenger seat, the convertible top down let the cool autumn breeze gently caress their faces. The music blared from the radio, and, of course, it was Blondie—their favorite band.

So unruly the heart… like a flame! It wants to be fulfilled, to become fire, to tread upon its ashes.

My body is telling me I want to climb Caden like a tree... and never come back down to earth

The Sun, Moon & Stars The moon represents our emotions which has its own gravitational pull to move the flow of energy within us. Emotions come high and low like an ebb tide when experiencing a wide range of emotions. The flow can either lower or raise the human bodies hormones and chemicals, similar to a smooth sea before a storm surge causing sea levels to rise. The suns represents the inner light shining within us. The warmth of the sun improves our mood by reducing stress levels. When sunlight is not accessible to view during stormy weather, than darkness veils the lack of object permanence. When free from disturbance, the internal energy remains brightly calm in a tranquil state, solid as a grounded glacier. Losing your cool melts the ice, feeding a rising tide. The stoic mindset has the the affect of a bower anchor in moving water. Stars symbolize life's rhythmic cycle of life and death. As dying stars breathe life into our world on to the next, leaving behind time and space of elements for the new generation to build from. Stars are the ingredients to our biological activity which formulate in our voyage. Besides hydrogen and helium, all of earth's elements are from the stars, assuming the proof of a relational connectedness. The infused brightness resonates within our souls as we navigate. Stars are proof of G-D's eminent creation, reflecting above the world as we gaze in awe, fascinated by the luminous glow from there distance.

Here, there’s a chance that if you die, someone will care. Like Rafi, or one of the other leaders,” the guard says. “In the cities, if you get killed, definitely no one will give a damn, not if you’re a GD. The worst crime I’ve ever seen a GP get charged with for killing a GD was ‘manslaughter.’ Bullshit.” “Manslaughter?” “It means the crime is deemed an accident,” Rafi’s smooth, lilting voice says behind me. “Or at least not as severe as, say, first-degree murder. Officially, of course, we’re all to be treated the same, yes? But that is rarely put into practice.

May it be your Will L-rd our G-d and G-d of our ancestors, Father of mercy and forgiveness, He who shows mercy to all the worlds, may You show mercy to Your people and upon the souls and spirits of the wicked who are being judged in Gehinnom (Hell), and upon those who have been reincarnated into inanimate objects, vegetation, animals or humans and [especially] upon all the souls and spirits of the naked earthbound who are forced to roam from place to place, and who are pushed around from one suffering to another by the hands of their tormentor angels who throw them around like from the sling of a slingshot.

The man who is concerned whether G-d exists ends up neglecting “his own vineyard,” and it is his own existence which slowly slips away. It is only the man for whom transcendence is reality and who constantly questions himself whose continued humanity is ensured.

The believer feels a compulsion to act far beyond basic altruism, and that defies explanation.

Now know I that HaShem saveth His anointed; He will answer him from His holy heaven with the mighty acts of His saving right hand. 8 Some trust in chariots, and some in horses; but we will make mention of the name of HaShem our G-d.

Mat 5:3 Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Vs. 3 To be “poor in spirit” in Jewish thought carries the connotation of being humble or contrite enough to receive the Word of G-d.]

Mat 5:8 Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God. Vs. 8 What was Mashiach Y’shua referring to when He expressed these words about have a “pure heart” Psalm 119:9-11 From these scriptures we learn that one who is “pure’ is one who treasures the Word of G-d in his heart.

R. Schneur Zalman of Liadi makes a similar point. He was asked, “Which takes precedence, the love of G-d or the love of Israel?” He replied, “Love of Israel takes precedence—for you are loving whom your Beloved loves.

In a world where real people are perpetually put in the service of abstract principles, whether religiously or politically, Moses made a revolutionary statement: It is not a matter of having to make a choice between loving people or loving G-d, because it is G-d’s essential will that the best way to love Him is to love His children.

If you are vulnerable to gender issues, working or living at high altitudes may bring on Gender Dysphoria (GD).

In yet another example of the Rebbe uplifting others by acknowledging their special spark or soul attribute, he once said to a convert during Sunday Dollars: “G-d loves you [the convert] more than he does me [the Rebbe].”139 Perhaps the Rebbe was alluding to the fact that the Torah commands us to “love our fellow” only once but instructs us to “love the convert” no less than 32 times.

The dirty secrets of high altitude astronomy are unnaturally high solar radiation levels, Faraday cage sickness, man-made electromagnetic exposures, breathing industrial gas, oxygen starvation, organ damage, gastrointestinal problems, malnutrition, altered hormones, Gender Dysphoria (GD), shift work disorder, mental illness and occupational diseases.

I became aware during my time in high altitude astronomy that some workers would develop Gender Dysphoria (GD).

Gender Dysphoria (GD) in high altitude astronomy workers was occurring as low as 2,423m (7,949ft).

I was aware of approximately 50 high altitude workers histories during my time in astronomy. For 3 of those workers to be displaying Gender Dysphoria (GD) puts the rate at 6%. The rate is probably higher, as I suspect that some workers were hiding it.