WISDOM, I am searching for a publisher who could help me publish several small books in the genre of “Food for Everyone’s Mind.”

In the year 2709, I see the women of the world fighting for what the men haven’t fought. Not many people, but love, buds and blossoms, peace and freedom will win. Together with Nature human life will blossom.

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World, I write in a certain way because my sister, Vera, told me that I was there. I came back and I write about it.

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Black night, it is the year 2010 and my body is exhausted. Why are you waking me up? As I took a glimpse through my bedroom window, I knew why you were doing it and I forgave you. There are too many lights and peace and freedom are lost. You, too, cannot sleep, just as I can’t. All together, we have to follow only one light.

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People who accept suffering find happiness.

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It is possible that in this world there could have been only a few people who didn’t respect and love Pope John Paul the 2^nd. We should have made new history that would have pleased our earth’s soil, God, and help our own life on this earth by proclaiming Pope John Paul the 2^nd a saint before he died.

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It is very healthy and it’s not too early and it is not too late; the time is right that some of us pray to Jesus and some of us pray to God.

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World Wisdom, how many days can we live without our life’s lies?

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World Wisdom, at the present time, if our life’s lies cannot help us, who will?

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In the 21^st century, there isn’t anything that hurts me more in my life than to think about you, the beautiful children, and then write the truth.

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Technology, I possess a few pairs of shoes, jackets and pants. I believe you and I can be good friends for a long time.

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Can this world be helped in the 21^st century? Yes! Will this world be helped in the 21^st century? Why not?

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Present time, I know that when I write I am losing time, but world, do you Know, so are you!

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Moon, you are looking at us from the top down. You should see how we look from the bottom up!

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Moon, when we come up next time, ask us what have we lost and what are we searching for.

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Moon, I promise you that if we cannot change you, no one will.

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World, no matter what it is, I cannot believe that it can be tasted only once.

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WISDOM, what could be the difference between the spoken words, written words, and poison within a short and a long lifetime?

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Every time I hold a pencil in my hand and I write, I am signing my name and, therefore, I hold myself responsible.

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Poor, if we were to lose God, who and what would we have?

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I don’t have a friend with whom I can talk and that’s the reason why I am speaking to you, world; and I am not looking for one friend, I need all of you, world.

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I am a writer who loves to wake up before the sunrise and tell the world what yesterday forgot.

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I know that I use everyday what most of the world has forgotten.

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Health and beauty and beauty and health were once considered to be one life’s body.

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The year 2010 woke up relatively early the rich and the poor wise Americans.

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Poor, are we aware of what the politicians will do without us poor?

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Poor, I am certain that if we, the poor, didn’t exist, the world wouldn’t exist.

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Poor, we cannot help the poor before we can help ourselves, the poor.

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Rich, always pray to God for the “little” and the “poor.”

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Poor, how would this world look without us poor

What would grow and what would be small

Everything that’s new would be old

What would be sweet no one would be able to tell

Poor, without us, poor

This world would lose

its life’s taste

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Poor, how would this world look without us poor

Everything would grow very quickly and very slowly

The days would be too long

And small hope would be destroyed

Big hope would not grow

Poor, without us poor

This world would lose its life’s taste

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Poor, how would this world look without us poor

Everything that would be new would feel old

This earth would be too small

And the sky would be too low

Everything would grow very high

At 12 o’clock, in the middle of the day, the sun’s rays wouldn’t get through

Shadows would cover the east and the west

“Small” would not exist

Poor, without us poor

This world would lose everything

And its life’s taste

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Poor, how would this world look without us poor

Poor, we live like sparrows

Poor, we don’t live like squirrels

Without us poor and the sparrows

Our streets would be very dirty

Covered with breadcrumbs and food

It would be a world without “small” hope and “big” would not grow

There are no better people than the good, poor people

And there are no better people than the good, rich people

The people who created the breadcrumbs

And the people who don’t waste small hope and small breadcrumbs

Poor, without us poor, nothing would grow

Life would be without hope and sweet taste

Soldiers are you aware of who you are fighting and why? Stop fighting and dying for the enemies of this world. Long, bad history repeats and it will repeat, if you, the world’s soldiers, don’t cease to fight, but this battle cannot continue for very long. Soldiers, your enemy doesn’t fight. You are fighting for them, just as my father fought for them in World War 2. He fought far away from the home where he was born. His enemies lived in our town. We called them neighbors. They didn’t fight. They remained at home drinking the best wine, eating warm, good food and sleeping in a warm bed. At that time, I was a young boy; like a little puppy, I smelled their food. I searched for their leftovers and the dry bread crumbs. I lived like a young puppy and my Mother lived like a grownup dog. We were very hungry and we licked our wounds. World War 2 ended. That’s what some people said. NEVER AGAIN! What hasn’t happened is on its way.

My Father did come back from World War 2, but when he returned he was unable to find a job. We didn’t have food, money or clothing. We couldn’t find any help. We were free from everything but not from the flies. Just like the hungry dogs, who lost their home, we licked our wounds. As always, sad new history like the old history, repeats. The enemies lived a very good life and they still do. World’s soldiers, this world is not in your enemies’ hands. This world is in your young soldiers’ hands. If you like, you can live a beautiful, peaceful normal and healthy life, drop your weapons. Stop fighting for your enemies.

Don’t be afraid. Your enemies love to start a fight, but they don’t fight. They are afraid of a fight. They will be very quiet and stay at home. World’s soldiers, God’s soldiers, you definitely possess the power which will not hurt anyone in this world. It’s a power which is, and which will be in power. Tomorrow will come, but soldiers, today, God and the entire world will love you even more.

Good God, please help the hungry puppies and the grown up dogs and all human beings, especially those who are dressed in uniforms and some in civilian clothes. Please help those people who have been tied up throughout the long century and bad history days on their long, invisible leashes. My Father was a soldier and a world hero. His purple heart medal was larger than my young, tender hand. I remember asking my Father, “How many soldiers have you killed?” His warm tears ran down his wrinkled face like overflowed rivers over the dry land and he remained silent. World’s soldiers, I have lived with these words that my Father told me such a very long time ago, “Son, I never killed anyone. I helped everyone.” My father’s medal was not made from iron, diamonds or gold.

My Father’s medal turned out to be a war’s prize, God’s beautiful gift created from love, freedom and peace. My father was known in our small town as a man who served enemies and friends, and who for the very last time, washed and dressed people’s cold bodies. He was someone who prayed for them and completed his job. World’s soldiers, I strongly believe my Father has been paid very well for the job he did so well. However, he had not ever asked his enemies or friends, for their life’s resume, knowing that a good teacher, a good God, will ask it of them all. World’s soldiers, I, too, was a soldier, before many of you were born. I served in a tough Communist army for two years with the same mind and heart that my Father served in World War 2. Don’t kill anyone. Help everyone. I served in an extremely tough army for two years. It was served with the most beautiful feeling I ever had in my life. I helped heal many of the wounded soldiers’ minds and hearts.

I lived and I still do live in your soldiers’ hearts and minds. I know it is not easy when the tough times come to fight and die. It is a very sad, uneducated, unhealthy life psychology and philosophy moment. It is a sad, shameful wish, a life’s revenge power. It’s a power which is not dead yet. It’s a power combined with the smart technology arms. It’s a known and unknown power which will not be able to wash and dress the cold, dead bodies and pray for an enemy or a friend. An unhealthy power if you, the world’s soldiers, fight, will finish his job. The last curses will fall on this beautiful Mother earth’s soil’s face, and they will not evaporate and dry up like the raindrops, or the early mornings’ dew. Good God, please help the young children, the young soldiers and the life on this earth to heal and live.

World’s enemies and friends, I would like to tell you a short story, which you soldiers, with the help of a healthy world’s help, can make into an everlasting beautiful, long life’s story. This story can be continuously repeated by itself, from one day to the next. It was in 1959, when I was a young soldier and I heard the words from a young man, who like I walked through the same army gate. He was not able to serve some of the human power and God’s power. His spoken words were, “You can kill me, but I will not take a gun in my hands.” Good God, you know that today the time is right. The world’s fruit is not green and all of it hasn’t fallen down yet. Tell the world and every single soldier and the soldiers who are carrying small, medium and big stars on their shoulders what the young man who walked in through the army gate said to his enemies and friends, “You can kill me, but I will not kill you.” He did say, “I will not take a gun in my hands.” It’s a wise, simple message without any life’s philosophy and it is the only message that can save you, soldiers, as well as this world.

At that moment, going back to 1959, as I observed the wise, young man’s bruises on his face, heart and mind, I couldn’t help my mind and heart. I lost human sorrow and my life’s value. I reached for my gun, to protect this young man. The young soldier’s and the unknown friend’s hands were quicker than mine. Behind my back, he embraced my body and my hands. The young soldier, the unknown good friend, saved my young soldier’s life. I didn’t kill any enemy or a friend I didn’t know who was tied up on a long, invisible leash. The good God was there and the enemy was sitting at home waiting for a victory, for an innocent young soldier to die, the enemy who was and is responsible for the small and the big wars. They are responsible for the wounded and the dead soldiers who are known and unknown and those whose bodies lie underneath the known and “unknown” cold stones.

Beautiful, innocent soldiers help and reach each other’s minds, hearts and hands before you and your unknown friend, the soldier, dies. God was there. The unknown friend, the soldier, did not just save my life, but I believe that number one and one soldier possess an immeasurable power, like the first raindrop, to help all and to help save this “unknown,” beautiful world.

In 1959, I was twenty years old. It was then that I lost my mind and my good heart as I reached for my gun. I cannot remember the month and day of this occurrence, but what I do remember is the hour and the young man, God’s and world’s hero, and his beautiful mind and heart. I lost my control but not for too long. I remember my words, “My friend’s can we open the gate and send our friend home?” God was there and the world’s enemies were sitting at home enjoying life with their families and their good, warm meals. The young many didn’t walk out of the army gate. I saw and I know that he flew like a dove through the gate with respect, love, freedom and world’s peace. He flew into this beautiful, but a very sad world.

He flew away from a bad known and unknown history’s nest. World’s soldiers, your life, family, friends and the entire world of the 21st century lives in each one of your hands and if you love God and life you cannot ask more of God and life, just drop your guns. World’s soldiers, you are facing the extreme tough times of the 21st century and if you fight, you will not win. You cannot win. You will hold very little in your hands, but not for too long. Number four, the very nasty youngest brother, will be born who will in a short time, do what the three oldest brothers have not done or accomplished through the long, bad history days.

World’s soldiers, you are this world’s honest friends. I, too, was a soldier. You are my good friends. I am begging you, please, don’t fight; please don’t die. There is only one existing truth which will help you and forever live and stay with you. Today, this world still lives in each of your world’s soldiers’ hands. Fly away, fly away with your life’s luck,, like a dove, through the army’s gate with respect, love, freedom and world’s peace from the known and unknown bad, unhealthy history’s nest. World’s soldiers, how safe, blessed and beautiful it is. You don’t have to hurt anyone to be able to help everyone in this world.

Soldiers, just fly away like a dove. You will be able to land and tell the entire world, “This is God and God’s soldiers’ land.” That will be the day when for the entire world, the sun will rise as it did once before. It will be the day when human’s respect, love and peace will once again cover the beautiful, Mother earth’s face. That will be the day and the days when the world’s love and peace will be able to tell the world what you, world’s soldiers, have done that the two lousy older brothers could not and why. That will be the day and the days born, before the two nasty younger brothers will be born.

World’s soldiers, I love all of you. Please come home without the guns.

God, if you cannot forgive me

For what Spring cannot refuse

For what Summer cannot live without

And for what Fall cannot have

God,what will you do with this world

Turn it into one cold winter

No Spring

No Summer

No Fall

God forgive me

It’s not all Spring’s fault

Republicans, for the year 2012 employ the same philosophy of snails, that’s not far from the earth’s soil and low-growing plants.  Stay close to nature.  Nature will be able to heal your political psychology wounds.  And you Democrats, there would be nothing wrong if you lived with a small hope for the year 2012.

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Why can’t lies change this world? 

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People, love and peace is here.  Where are we?

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This world is not prepared for fighting and this world is not prepared to die.

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I am sorry world, but what Nature is telling me, I am telling you.

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What’s the difference between us, people, and the days?  The difference is that the days are all working days without any holidays.

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Without any physical work this world is very tired.  Nature will send us on a vacation.

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We are a great generation who loves to create holidays, should I say, for ourselves or for those who have died for us.

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To help Nature is to help God.  To love Nature, is to love God.

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To destroy money is to save the world.

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Poor, we never make mistakes.  We know how to invest for the rich.

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Poor, if we became rich, we would live like the rich.

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Poor and rich, we need one another, but we don’t need the third party.

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21^st century, there is no country or land which can protect us, the people, from our own hate.

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“I LOVE YOU”, is the law and it is the only happy law; its Nature’s and God’s everlasting law. It’s born in our eyes and it dies in our eyes.
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Only respect and love were born who can save this world from terrorists and hate.
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POOR, too many of us are losing time talking to the wrong people and not knowing why we are poor.
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Some of us poor and unhappy Americans, if we change America, the entire world is asking us, “Where will you go?”
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America, in this world, you are a single Mom.
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BIG MINDS, I hope that in the year 2009 you lit candles in Copenhagen which will last until the next Nature’s funeral days.
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People should never do today what will not be for tomorrow.
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Thank you God, for enabling me to plant my Croatian and American Wisdom seeds with the rest of the world.
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World’s immigrants of America, when animals and birds stop searching for food that will be the time to stop showing gratitude to America.
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Normally, what some of the rich are carrying in their pockets, many of us poor carry in our hearts.
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It’s normal that what the poor invest, the rich share.
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POOR, no one can take from us. We can die rich.
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POOR, if we get rich who would hate us and why?
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POOR, if the past cannot help us, neither will the future.
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POOR, we should never criticize the politicians. They work extremely hard for their promises.
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WISDOM, the best life’s recipe for us, the poor, is, was, and always will be to pray to God, work and keep our mouths shut.
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America, Not Yet World’s past history cannot be separated from future days. If the year 2008 changes America, the entire world will change. America, as well as the rest of the world, pray to God for America to remain strong and pray to God today for tomorrow’s love and peace. I am promising my children, grandchildren and the entire world that the political life’s games the world has been playing for too long while employing hate, will not bring us victory. However, I am also promising that in the long future days, peace and love will grow like tulips in the early spring. I envision this world as a power, without the American power, like the three seasons of the year without the spring. America, throughout the 2008’s Primary and Election days, the word CHANGE woke up some of the world’s old wishes and hopes for the rich and the strong America to fall on its bare knees. The year 2009 did say, GOOD MORNING NEW DAYS, in its early stages. In America and around the world, hate will grow quietly, quickly as the mushrooms and strong as the oak trees. In the year 2009 and in the future days, political and religious power will take a long time to ripen. Too many of us will not be able to taste the real taste, the taste which will not bring America luck and the world its love and peace. 2008’s America’s Primary days, for so many Americans, will become the unforgettable days. Ever since my childhood days, the words America and the American system, Republicans and Democrats, have nourished my heart and mind and so have the innocent and beautiful children of the world. I always loved and still love, one America and one world. Throughout the Primary days of 2008 some of the political life psychology and philosophy of us, the poor and the rich, was great but not for the entire day. I am hoping that we won’t be able to change America and make her any less than what she has been. 2008’s great American political life balance was wounded. The Democratic party was wounded and will not heal so quickly. Poor, we should never forget and we should teach our children that the political power never has and never will feed our mouths the way it feeds our minds. Political power is not for everyone. Work is for everyone. The beautiful, the smart, the rich, the religious and the politicians, WHO are the poor people? There are animals, birds and people. Who is our enemy? Should we kill them or should we love them? I believe that we should love them before they kill the “one poor world”. I have been observing Nature and the human mind throughout most of my life and I have come to a conclusion that we, the people, are playing a game with Nature, God’s creation, every day and every night. It’s a game which helped us to create the very “smart” words, like the word SMART. Throughout the 2008 American Primary and Election days some of us very smart Americans insulted Nature, its bodies, hearts, minds and faces. It didn’t take too long before the swine flu knocked on America’s doors. This is not Nature’s revenge, but it is God’s and His Nature’s power. A healthy immeasurable power, women, Mothers, and together with the face of Mother Earth were shamefully insulted. Hilary Clinton cried. She was weak and Sarah Palin was not smart. Who were, and who are these people who said those words? It is the people and their power who did not help us, the poor, and this world’s love and peace, yet, and they never will, but they feed us, the poor, always with less, so that they may get from us, the poor, more. It is the power that can live without work, but not without TALK, the rich, and us, the poor. Well, after all, I believe Hilary Clinton is doing very well. She’s flying high, like an eagle, over the deep, seas, and she’s landing like America always has, on two strong feet, not on the bare knees. She’s flying like an eagle and landing like a dove and offering the world America’s love and peace. How beautiful this world could be if we could all cry before the beginnings of a war. A beautiful woman, a great American, a Mother and a wife, Sarah Palin was not smart, just like Hilary Clinton was weak, is a foolish political mockery. Our good God and His good honest people, who are not “dying for power,” know that she was not, and is not very smart, but she was, and is, a wise woman and a Mother who still lives with a healthy human instinct, a big American heart and a good mind. This world is like a child who needs the warm breast of Mothers, their love, and the good fathers’ support and love. This world doesn’t need the cold power, it needs warm love. What a man didn’t do, a woman can, and will do, through the long, bloody century and the tough times. RELIGIONS AROUND THE WORLD GROW TOGETHER, just as the beautiful flowers grow together in our gardens, and follow the light before darkness arrives! Let Nostra Damus be wrong for only one half of an inch but not for an eighth of an inch. At our present time, the world possesses the power of one big spider web. America, you must be very strong, but for what you are searching and if you find IT, just remember, the “live” will help you, but the “dead” will not. And so, you, too, world, remember, the live can be of help to you, but the dead will not be of any help. Future, I wish I could make you present, and give to the present what I am promising you, the future. What respect and love can accomplish! Americans, we are wounded just like the rest of Nature and the world. We need God and His Nature’s virginity in thousands of different ways; we need help and health. The year 2012 could be born prematurely, and there will be a great need of doctors who believe in God and His Nature’s powers. We will need doctors who can proclaim to the world that Nature can give, but not forgive. In the year 2012 on America’s Election Day if I were able to, I would allow the children, the Mothers and all the women to stand in the first row and the strong men to stand behind their life’s backs. The live can do, and are promising what the dead cannot, and women’s immeasurable power can do what man has not done. During the 2008 Primary and Election Days, Sarah Palin didn’t lose political and American life’s virginity. She still lives with the same heart and the same old American mind and sees what’s on the minds of the rest of the world.

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People who lack a healthy life’s instinct cannot be animals or birds, but they can become bad human beings.

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Life, sitting between four walls, a roof and a floor is not a healthy life.

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Black night, why are you waking me up before sunrise?

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Black night and white day, how long have you been married? You have so many children and they all look the same. A long time ago, my great grandmother asked me, “I wonder, where do they all live and return one by one, at exactly the same time?”

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Old people, the government will pray to God for us until we live and we should thank God that we are able to eat.

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People know everything, but they don’t do anything until the war begins.

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Nature, can you create some doors and windows, like we do, to be able to get some fresh air?

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Nature, do you hate us because we use so much gasoline and perfume?

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Nature, what kind of life philosophy would I be able to write about if I didn’t attend your school?

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Wisdom, too much is not enough. “Too much” and “smart” are two words possessing the same power.

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Wisdom, this world can be helped, but it cannot get better before it gets worse.

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Wisdom, people who love to work don’t have time to talk.

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Wisdom, people who hate to work are unaware that they dislike themselves.

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Wisdom, not working, is punishing all of us, directly and indirectly. It’s making us pay high taxes, build prisons and dig, prematurely, many of our graves.

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Wisdom, I believe in God, work, a fork and a spoon.

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Wisdom, rich and “riches” are not the same. Money still doesn’t know the value of “riches.”

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Wisdom, oh how beautiful this world could be if all the rich understood the value of “riches.”

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America’s young wisdom, nothing is impossible before you die. Your life could change overnight, unexpectedly.

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Wisdom, good taste no one likes to taste only once. So, I , too, am saying more than once, “Work and the American system will live forever.”

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Wisdom, 21^st century’s time desperately needs more than ever before, teachers, healers and leaders who believe in God’s creations.

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There’s a huge difference between us, the poor. Some of us will not bend down to pick up a penny, yet some of the rich will.

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Wisdom, no one can have a better recollection of the rich parents and the poor children than the very last penny.

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I heard my Mother’s words so very often, “Be careful! That’s not for you!” As a result, when I first sat in my grammar school class, I was afraid of what I should, or should not learn.

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Wisdom, I was a fortunate child. I never searched for wisdom; wisdom followed me.

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Wisdom, life becomes very sad when the very young children must follow their parents, before their parents can follow them.

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Wisdom, how beautiful is God’s wisdom? One tree can feed us all. I remember when I was picking fruits off a tree with my Mother I asked her, “Why, on the same tree, does a small and a large fruit grow?” Her answer was, “It’s for the poor and the rich.” God’s wisdom is extremely beautiful.

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My wise and patient sister, Vera, recently told me, “If someone were to follow you through the forest, they would get lost.”

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Life, what’s the difference between life’s instinct and wisdom and between sunrise and sunset?

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Wisdom, where can one find an “unhealthy” human instinct? Remotely removed from Nature!

Can some of you doctors, professors, life psychologists and philosophers help put my mind to rest?  Please help me to understand why there is such a disparity in price and “power” between the two different life’s eggs.  Should I have concerns about the life-giving human sperm?

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Some of us do not yet believe that whatever it is we put in and plant, it will come out.

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Republicans, your luck may bloom and blossom in the year 2012, but stay close to Nature and God, in order that you may win respect, love and peace for America and the entire world.

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Mothers and Fathers, what has been created by God and his power of Nature, has a right to live in love and peace, my dear wife, just like you and me.

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NOTHING does not exist and everything that speaks can turn in a political power, a power which cannot be destroyed.  It’s a power which can, and will die solely from natural causes.

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My good friend, John Skrabonja, I remember the day when your life philosophy and your bottom lip touched the tip of your nose as you told me, “You’re trying to change the world.”  The truth is that I will not succeed, but the tough times will succeed, to change this world.

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Oh my love, most of the world is just like you.  You choose to eat the best piece on your plate first, and I choose to leave it for last.

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Good God, let me live one more hour so that I may taste and see the world’s love and peace.

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The future will be able to see God’s name rest.  Our nature, the Mother earth and the Father sky, and the daily physical labor are telling the world that our life’s psychology and philosophy doesn’t work as a team, as the black night and the white day do.  It’s a shame that the “tough and the  bad time” will accomplish for us what we cannot accomplish with the “good time”.

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There isn’t anything in this world that is more healthy or beautiful than to live with God and a small hope.

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No one can compete to grow with the small hope.

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It doesn’t matter who wins the election of 2012, the Democrats or the Republicans.  It is of utmost importance that America wins in order for the world not to lose.

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Human power which supercedes the power of day, is not a positive, healthy power.

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World, can’t you see that behind our days and our technology, a new world, a new Hollywood, health and beauty exists.

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BLACK, WHITE, YELLOW and RED, if someone put something in a black, a white, a yellow and a red bag, what would you do?  Would you choose by the color of the bag or what’s inside of it?  Black, white, yellow, and red, our skin color is extremely beautiful, but what’s underneath our skin and in the bags, could also be the same-good and bad, ugly and beautiful.  The truth will definitely be there.