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The Dream Inside

Published October 14, 2017 by tindertender
Inside you is a dream. Inside you lives a vision of life at it’s absolute best.

The world will tell you your dream is unrealistic, and it probably is. But being realistic is not the purpose of your dream.

The dream inside has great value, no matter what it is. For it is authentic, it embodies your highest ideals, and it will drive you to do amazing things.

Pay heed often to that dream, for it guides you in a positive, fruitful direction. It shows you what really matters, and pushes you to be your best in every situation.

You live in an abundant universe, but the abundance by itself has no meaning. What’s inside you is what makes it all matter.

Feel that warm, persistent richness of the dream that lives inside. Go ahead, let it give energy and positive purpose to all you do.

— Ralph Marston

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The Temple

Published October 8, 2017 by tindertender

Above the Temple door in the ancient world was written: To Thine Own Self Be True.

Before proceeding into the holy of holie’s, each individual was required to score the map of truth, by examining at first the level of integrity within self. This action of personal honoring, shaped in the prism of the moment, creates such clear intention, for it is only with knowledge of the truth within self that one can enter into the reverence of the miraculous. The pre-requisite is the courage to open one’s heart.

The growth of personal power can be an arduous task.

Fighting for the Forgotten

Published October 8, 2017 by tindertender

Good people. Good people are everywhere, wearing their hearts on their sleeves. THIS is who we are, NOT what mainstream media shows us.

A champion Greco-Roman wrestler, Justin’s life changed when he traveled to Congo to help the Pygmies. This ethnic group, indigenous to Africa, is preyed upon by armed rebels, being killed, raped and even eaten. Having fought for himself as an MMA fighter for his entire life, Justin urges us to use the tools around us to fight for the forgotten.

https://www.eater.com/2017/10/6/16435496/jose-andres-and-world-central-kitchen-have-served-130000-people-in-puerto-rico

If Madness Feeds On Anything, Let Madness Feed On Joy

Published September 25, 2017 by tindertender

There is a manipulator behind the scenes, influencing humanity to inflict pain, suffering, and fear upon each other. I look around me, and I realize what I see is a reflection of that madness. They are not powerful, they are not strong, they are not brave … for if they were, they would admit error and work toward changing their own hearts. No … they choose to cause suffering and then they feed off of the pain and fear that results from it.

I thought it necessary to starve the madman and those with him, however, upon further pondering, I realize their diet simply needs to change. Instead of feeding on suffering and fear, they ought be made to swallow joy and calm, care and compassion, Love over hate.

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When we recognize that we are under this influence, we can then begin to alter our own consciousness, cultivating joy within our own hearts and minds and lives. It need not be seen or agreed with by others, only known to us. When we stop hurting ourselves and others, when we instead paint, or dance, or walk in the forest, or create in any way … whatever it is that lets us visualize and then feel the joy over our accomplishments, we then recognize the sovereignty within, and we are closer to our true selves.

Let us work toward cultivating peace in our hearts, forgiveness of self and for others. This is what will eradicate the madman.

Joy occurs, self realized power of creation comes into our awareness. The manipulator is left with that … and it is this which will strip him, and those with him, of their power over this world.

War on this and war on that is not the answer, it only creates more pain, more suffering, more fear and hatred. This is what they want, this is what strips us of our power and makes us as ‘food’ for the manipulator.

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Let us claim our sovereignty, let us come into the awareness that permission is not needed to stand in glory … not greed, or power of possessions and a controlling authority … but true authority over our own lives. No man … indeed no entity, has the right to strip us of what belongs to us … our inner power, our ability to create calm within the storm.

I am a sovereign being who has authority over this life. I see you, and I have shown you how it is done. It is possible to walk in madness, and then walk straight out of it, coming back, consciously, choosing joy, compassion and care. You have been fired, the job you’ve been employed at for so long has now ended. No longer will you be rewarded for any work done there. You have a new task, one in which your only payment will be sovereign truth, care and compassion. Your diet has been changed. No longer will you feed on fear and pain. NO. Now you will experience wonderment, innocent love and glee. You will nurture this in your own self. You will do this, or you will go hungry. You will starve. You will cease to be. The Cycle. Ends. Here. Now.

O Sole Mio ~ What A Wonderful Thing

Published September 24, 2017 by tindertender

Neapolitan Italian Text
Che bella cosa na jurnata ‘e sole,
n’aria serena doppo na tempesta!
Pe’ ll’aria fresca pare già na festa…
Che bella cosa na jurnata ‘e sole.

Ma n’atu sole
cchiù bello, oje ne’.
O sole mio
sta ‘nfronte a te!
O sole
O sole mio
sta ‘nfronte a te!
sta ‘nfronte a te!

Quanno fa notte e ‘o sole se ne scenne,
me vene quase ‘na malincunia;
sotto ‘a fenesta toia restarria
quanno fa notte e ‘o sole se ne scenne.

Ma n’atu sole
cchiù bello, oje ne’.
O sole mio
sta ‘nfronte a te!
O sole
O sole mio
sta ‘nfronte a te!
sta ‘nfronte a te!

English Translation
What a wonderful thing a sunny day
The serene air after a thunderstorm
The fresh air, and a party is already going on…
What a wonderful thing a sunny day.

But another sun,
that’s brighter still
It’s my own sun
that’s in your face!
The sun, my own sun
It’s in your face!
It’s in your face!

When night comes and the sun has gone down,
I start feeling blue;
I’d stay below your window
When night comes and the sun has gone down.

But another sun,
that’s brighter still
It’s my own sun
that’s in your face!
The sun, my own sun
It’s in your face!
It’s in your face!

 

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