• Friday, December 03rd, 2010

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In 2008 America was promised a beautiful wedding dress. In 2010, America has difficulty buying a nightgown.

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Poor people, somehow we cannot learn how to make new mistakes.

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Wisdom, it’s a great political game. The poor don’t pay, the rich save, and the middle class pays for all.

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If the poor didn’t exist, the political power would not be in business.

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What will be the difference between the donkey and technology? The difference will be that one will have a beautiful long history and the other will have a shameful short history.

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Oh wisdom, how lucky technology could be, if it could hitch a ride on the donkey’s back to get home.

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Pencil, when I was a young boy I didn’t have so much time to play life’s games with you. That is the reason why, today, I enjoy playing games with some of your pencils’ minds.

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Young wisdom, it is extremely important to learn how to help Nature without playing games with Nature.

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What’s the difference between Nature and technology? Technology cannot win, because Nature is unable to cheat.

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If Nature had the ability to learn how to cheat, this world would’ve disappeared a long time ago.

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I enjoy sitting in the corner of the last row, because I don’t like to hear everything and that which cannot live or travel far.

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I don’t know what is wrong with Nature? Why can’t nature write at least a little bit of fiction? My guess would be that Nature has no time to lose time and to make monetary profits.

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Great pollination, we don’t need Nature and we certainly do not need God to sell our lies to one another and make a lot of money with money, what money cannot possibly buy.

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World, no matter what you do or think, hate cannot be protected without peace and love, but you, world, could easily be destroyed.

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Positive world power, political power and technology are extremely delicate and inseparable powers, heading in one direction, and they cannot be stopped. Political power is step one. Technology is step two, and the last step three is the subject , world.

• Friday, December 03rd, 2010

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Son of God

I’m helping the world to carry your cross

Cross which lies on the world’s shoulders

Lies from east to west

And from north to south

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Good Jesus, son of God

The wind cannot stop blowing

The stone doesn’t speak

The secret is still beautiful

The patience is powerful

A powerful silence and a deep pain

Daily touches my heart

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Good Jesus, son of God

Drugs and alcohol are destroying this world

Curses are covering Mother earth’s face

Diseases are devouring the world

Too many children are searching for their parents and love

And too many children are destroyed before they’re born

Some of the world cannot stop crying

And some of the world cannot stop laughing

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Good Jesus, son of God

I’m helping the world to carry your cross

Cross which lies on the world’s shoulders

Lies from east to west

And from north to south

Carrying the cross

Searching with the world

Searching for what the world cannot find

Good Jesus, son of God

Please help us

We cannot find peace and love

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• Saturday, November 20th, 2010

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Bed bugs don’t have any predators. Their predators have been destroyed, just like some of the other familiar and unfamiliar creatures, and they have been forgotten. Bed bugs don’t like fresh, clean air and bright daylight. They like to live in warm, very dry, tiny areas and in a dark atmosphere where air doesn’t “breathe.” Deadly chemicals, which destroyed and killed bed bugs’ predators, and are still destroying Nature’s balance on this earth, should not be used to get rid of the bed bugs. Wherever bed bugs exist, extremely hot water or intense steam should be used repeatedly and after four or five days this procedure should be repeated. Definitely, noone will be hurt with this simple, harmless procedure, except for the bed bugs.

• Monday, November 15th, 2010

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What’s mine and what’s yours?

Mine is what noone can take from me

I don’t own anything of this world

But when I die, I won’t be able to take with me what is mine

And when I die, noone will be able to have what is mine

However, everyone can share what was, is, and always will be mine

World, you can share with me what I have been sharing with you my entire life

And many times, it wasn’t easy for me to share

I wonder, does the world share with me what’s mine

Share what is yours and mine

Share what belongs to this world

Share what this world did not physically work for

Share what this world continuously builds and destroys

Share what every child owns and with what he/she was born – a gift of God

A gift which grows and can help and heal this world

It’s a gift which belongs to every child and this world

There’s isn’t that much that is mine

And there isn’t much that is yours

But there is a lot that belongs to every child in this world

When I die, I won’t be able to take it

I must leave behind what is mine

And you cannot have it but you’ll be able to share what was in my mind

And what will always be mine

And that is – MY MIND

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• Monday, November 15th, 2010

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Technology, you have created many problems and one of the biggest problems is that heaven is not larger than earth.

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Technology, only your back was blessed; what’s awaiting the devil, the devil is very frightened of.

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Wisdom, something is very wrong with our world’s life philosophy. The young people should always dig the grave for the old people, and not the old for the young.

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Americans, there seems to be a very unhealthy history growing in our country. Some of us are so desperate to CHANGE America and follow the tail of the rest of the world. I was there and some of you were also there and we didn’t enjoy the leftovers which fell down from underneath the tail. That’s precisely the reason why most of us, if not all of us, immigrated to America.

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Whatever happens in America in 2012, whether it’s good or bad, will inadvertently happen to, and effect the entire world.

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I would like to address this to some of the educators, doctors and healers, “Do you know how and from where health grows, and how does it die and why?”

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When you come to America, you should never forget how to speak in your own Mother’s tongue; however, you should have respect and love for your new country, America, and learn to speak English so that you, too, will be able to “vote” for your own pocket one day.

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Only without money and the world’s political power can respect, love and peace grow, daily.

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I can remember as though it were yesterday, the big technology promises, the promises which opened the doors for my generation – easier life, less physical work and longer living; longer suffering world’s health, and love and peace, were not included.

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World, the time has come and it’s asking all of us to talk to Nature, before we pray to God and ask God for His help.

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Oh God and my pencil, I ask you, “Why am I wasting some of my time, at the present time?”

• Monday, November 08th, 2010

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The First and the Last Spring

God’s people, don’t be afraid

Oh, Mother technology, you are a beautiful spring

Every day you bloom and blossom

Every day is night and day

Oh, how well you teach your children

They will not stop following you from one end to the other

Good bye Mother earth

Good bye Nature

Good bye blooming and blossoming spring

ONE WAY ROAD

The First and the Last Summer

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Oh Mother technology

You are the Mother of this young world

Your breast, telephones and computers are very large

And your milk is extremely rich and sweet

No matter where you go and where you end up

The children will follow you

Technology, you are summer

You can drill just like the worm in an apple drills

Drill through the sky and through the bottom of the sea

You can drill just like a worm drills through an apple

Drill through the heart of Mother earth’s soil and young children’s minds

Good bye Mother earth

Good bye Nature

Good bye Summer’s long days and short nights

ONE WAY ROAD –

The First and the Last Autumn

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Oh Mother technology, how beautiful you are

You are autumn

Your days shrink and your nights grow longer

You’re rippening like autumn but you don’t think like autumn

Good bye Mother earth

Good bye Nature

Good bye fall

ONE WAY ROAD –

The First and the Last Winter

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Technology, you are winter

Technology, you are an extremely cold winter

Your breast is unhealthy and cold

It’s unhealthy and cold for children’s mouths, tongues and minds

Good bye Mother earth

Good bye Nature

Good bye first and last winter

God’s people, God will not leave you.
Don’t be afraid

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• Monday, October 25th, 2010

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My dear friends, I’ve heard about some of you and my hope is that one day I will have the honor of meeting all of you. I cannot ask you, “How are you?,” but I know how you were before you passed on. If I tell you how I am, you will be insulted because you know how I am, but I can tell you how some of your “big” names is buying “big” money; it’s buying what the world’s mind was not able to buy at the right time. My dear friends, there is nothing new here, and if there is, the time has to tell this world, normally a little too late. The blind and the deaf are doing well and the people who can “see” very far are doing very poorly. The honest poor cannot get rich and the people, like some of you writers and artists, cannot sell God and His Nature’s truth. Forgive me; I wish I would send you some new news that you didn’t know before your death, but if I live for one hundred sixty two years, I could be able to tell you the very bad and very good news that money was not able to sell or buy. My dear friends, I am grateful to you for all that you have accomplished and shared with this world, at the right time, but sadly, the world has not used it to their advantage at their opportune time. You deserve to have God help you rest your soul and mind in peace and harmony.

• Monday, October 25th, 2010

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It seems to me that the way everything is going in this world, there will be a shortage of shoes. Before the year 2012, Americans, put your right foot in the right shoe and put your left foot in the left shoe, in the early morning, not in the afternoon. Americans, please don’t lose your shoes.

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My encyclopedia was born on March 19, 1939. Oh my philosophy, I am very sorry I will not be here and there won’t be an end to the world, but I am afraid you will be lost with this world.

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I strongly believe people who respect and love God’s creation could be good friends, good neighbors, no matter how far away they live, and they could live very close to God’s name.

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Don’t ever discuss or talk about a “healthy” economy unless you include God and His Nature, because your thoughts will not be blessed or succeed.

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What is the difference between planting and praying? There is no difference. You must plant, pray and wait.

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Oh my pencil, you are my love. I believe in silence just like you. Don’t ever open your mouth if you’d like to help God’s truth, because this world is still searching for the “hair in the egg.” Pencil, just write; silence is a beautiful existing power behind this world. Tell the world that the future of the 21st century will not depart or run away from the past.

• Monday, October 25th, 2010

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I was a little boy

I was spring

I bloomed like spring

I “teared” like spring

I blossomed like spring

I smelled like spring

I grew like spring

I was a little boy

I was spring

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I was a young man

I was summer

I thought like summer

I was “hot” like summer

I worked like summer

I perspired like summer

I “dried” like summer

I grew like summer

I was a young man

I was summer

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I was middle age, mature man

I was autumn

I thought like autumn

I felt like autumn

I slowed down like autumn

I felt sad like autumn

I ripened like autumn

I was a mature man

I was autumn

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I am an old man

I am winter

I think like winter

I work like winter

I feel like the last winter

Good bye last spring

Good bye last summer

Good bye last fall

I am an old man

I am the last winter

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I was a little boy

I was spring

God was with me

I was summer

God was with me

I was autumn

God was with me

I am winter like the last winter

God is with me

Only the elderly and winter can tell how beautiful the spring is

Throughout my entire life I couldn’t find any difference between the tender children’s bodies and minds and the blooming and blossoming spring. God, remain with every child and every spring. I am an old man just like the last winter and before I forget, I’d like to say, “Good bye spring.” God, please don’t’ leave me. Stay with me.

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• Monday, October 25th, 2010

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In my dream, God was with me

Last night I fell asleep

And I was walking over a bridge

A bridge between night and day

And following Nature, small ants and grass hoppers

Waiting for the day, the night disappeared

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God was with me

Today I woke up walking over the bridge

A bridge between day and night

Following Nature, small ants and the grasshoppers

Waiting for the night

The day disappeared

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God was with me

I followed God

I followed Nature

I followed the days

I followed the nights

In the year 2012 in my dream

I fell asleep

Walking over the long bridge

A bridge between the year 2012 and 2709

In 2709 I dreamed

I woke up from my dream

God was with me

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Awakened from my dream I asked God, “Where is the world?”

I could hear a child’s voice

I looked behind me, but I couldn’t see the end of the bridge

A bridge where technology used to live

I could feel a beautiful silent voice

A beautiful blossoming spring, love and peace

In my dream my life’s dream turned to reality too late

God was with me

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