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Selah Beloved Citizens Of This Divinely Intelligent Universe!!

If like 1,000s of 1,000,000s of people in USA Territories YOU TOO are living in fear about your finances and what appears to be happening with the money system, I respectfully request that you take this Beggar Request very seriously and act, (not just read), if your heart resonates with my words and my promise.

WHY? Because I am not some crazy Beggar hoping people will send me some of their money. Formerly known as The Prophetess Of Destiny and countless other titles you can pull up on Google, I am a Servant Of The Light bearing gifts in exchange for PROOF that you will open up to RECEIVING BACK FROM THE UNIVERSE in exchange for gifting me with $11-Bucks or more. My labor is to enrich, uplift and enliven Humanity worldwide and Google yields plenty of evidence.

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Doc Vaj
Mystic Vajrayana
The HeartSeer
The Frequency Modulator
The Desire To Reality Confidante
The World's Only CartomancSeer
The ELF (Enlightened Life Facilitator)

Whatever you have asked, hoped, prayed, searched for that has not shown up yet is now within reach!!

CLARION CALL: Whomever you may be, no matter your current conditions or station in life, know that we are now in a time deemed by The Angelic Forces to be the most pivotal year (2k12) in Human history; yes, in Human history!! And because the fact that we are all connected is provable within our experiences, I ask you to allow your heart intelligence to help you discern why my request for your financial support is a win-win-win agenda designed to prove that choosing to gift other people (can) yield perpetually increasing $financial$ returns on investments (ROI) when you are aligned with a lead by example expert at Human Potential Optimization who is 100% committed to consistently exercising her responsibilities without delays and/or excuses.

You see, there is more to you than flesh and blood and more to life than here, and each of us is a unique expression of Divine Intelligence, no matter how we name it, for Human Beings actually are the eyes, ears, hands, feet, heart and voice of Spirit/God, operating in the Earth!! Even though billions of spiritually asleep people do not believe it or (consciously) know this as their personal truth, we all have personal Spiritual Inheritances, and when we purposefully explore, reach for and accept the possibility that this statement is correct, we position ourselves to prove it and thereby, remembering how to optimally exercise our Human birthrights can happen for us this lifetime. Unfortunately, without receiving our inheritances, life on Earth tends to remain a haphazard walk on the wild side.

You are a SOUL-GEM; a luminous magnetic Spiritual Being on a Soul Journey through the Human experience here on Planet Earth and GRATITUDE IS an interactive magnetic force field that gets added unto your personal energy stream. Gratitude is a self chosen (adopted) heartfelt attitude of thanksgiving for WHATEVER WE DO HAVE IN LIFE (at the moment), and it is therefore a higher mind set. And when you connect with your world while living in the energy of gratitude, every single time you give from your heart, you open a spiritual portal through which The Universe itself delivers good unto you, whether you are paying attention to it or not!!

THIS IS WHY: The spiritual Cycle Of Abundance looks like this. (A) Your GRATITUDE for whatsoever you do have underlies feelings of generosity, for when you look at this world system you easily see there are billions of others with far less than you. (B) Your GENEROSITY allows you to be see/feel the pain of other people and/or their need and you become inspired to give. (C) Your GIVING uplifts others, especially strangers who cannot return the favor and this selfless act of giving makes you feel good, raises your vibration and thereby aligns you with higher energies. (D) Your ALIGNING with higher energies attracts similar experiences into your life which also makes you feel good/better. (E) Your RECEIVING, (even if receiving is only a smile, a friendly hello, an offer to help you in some seemingly unimportant way), makes you feel connected to others which makes you feel grateful for the gesture. (F) Your GRATITUDE is then at the top of your mind and when it is, a brand new cycle begins for you again. The magical working of our connectedness in the Universe is what makes life worth living.

The Cycle Of Abundance is: Gratitude, Generosity, Giving, Aligning, Attracting, Receiving and Gratitude. As a 25(+) year seasoned Agent Of Light in service to Spiritually Awakening Humanity, I ask that you link your Light with mine and make a donation to my cause, for making higher truth known and available to the masses worldwide is my task at hand. I am an Elder known as The HeartSeer people are chatting with worldwide. I have a global radio broadcast and walk my talk making knowledge of who and what we are as Divine Beings, known to all in search of answers and ways through the challenges of life.

Today is Mothers Day, May 13, 2k12, and if you do not™ choose to gift me below, feel free to check out my Light Portal (website) so you can gain all the details your mind may require to stop shouting NO in your head. My site was created in a FireFox Browser and it is picture perfect in that browser only. So please, please, only use FireFox Browser because all other browsers yield ugliness. Use FULL SCREEN MODE because you can know the whole site is loaded when you see HEARTS around the (3) columns.

When you get there you will find (3) columns; the two outside columns are the same no matter what you click on and the middle column is where whatever you click on (pages and posts) will appear. See Vital Page in top left column (or) Blog Archives in top right column. Check out (Gifting To The HeartSeer) in either column; they are identical and provide all details: A video, two radio show archives, all details and a way to gift me. Then you can explore the rest of site, or do that first if you prefer.

My primary internet domains:

Http://DocVajsLight.BlogSpot.Com/

(HeartSeer Cosmic Intelligence University)
Http://HCIU-Global-Radio.Biz

Thank you for taking time to read this and please share because blessings and breakthroughs are guaranteed to all who dare to believe that everyone is not a criminal or a hustler out to get them. Now it can be your turn to begin wiping away whatsoever keeps you up at night biting your nails off and/or tearing your hair out, so if you have but a mustard seed worth of faith that there is A GOD, take several deep breaths and visit my light portal. Don't delay!!

Doc Vaj

Dear Sir/Madam
Greetings, Me and my family are farmers located in one of the most remote and rugged regions of Himalayas in India where there are no access to roads or transportations. Our home and fields are situated over the mountain approx. 3500 feet above sea level where the weather is unpredictable which makes farming very hard and life unbearable. All the farm work is done manually by hand by the members of my family. We normally grow garlic in small quantities which we sell to sustain the family for a whole year. As there are no access to roads we have to carry the loads on our backs at times 50 to 80 KG to access the nearest road which is couple of hours down the mountain and is a back breaking process. Even to get small food items we have to be going through this exercise everyday for our survival. Our everyday diet consist of five or six rotis (wheat flour and water mixed and roasted like a pancake) with mostly dal (gravy made out of pulse) with occasional rice two times a day. At times we collect wild vegetables from nearby forest to supplement our diet. Because of lack of nutrition our health conditions also suffer many times in a year. Here even today babies are born in the house. Birth is supervised by one of the older village woman as there are no doctors or any qualified medical people. In cases of emergency we have to carry the patient on our back to the road and any medical attention can be gotten 15 kms further down the road. This has resulted in many deaths in past years with young and old.
Since last two years due to changing weather conditions and untimely rainfall our fields could not yield crops properly. We are poor farmers just scrapping through life trying to stay alive. Added to these problems last year three of my family members one of whom is a six month old baby had deteriorating health conditions which needed hospitalisation and medicines which cost us major portion of the money we could earn by selling our crop. Normally we earn about 50,000 INR in a year by selling garlic and we grow small quantities of wheat and corn enough to keep the family through the year. Due to these sufferings and extra expenditure am now in great distress to be even able to buy seeds to grow crop in our field to sustain ourselves. To have one morsel of food has become a nightmare for all of us and we are nine members in the family with two small babies of 8 months and two years. The future of our survival looks very bleak given the conditions and lack of health and finance to tend the field.
I would be highly grateful if your goodselves would consider me and my family a worthy cause to extend your help to us with 5000 USD which I can use to buy necessary seeds for the crops, few essential medications, a mule for transportation, fix the leaking roof of our home, do little maintenance to our field for yielding more crop and get me, my family andour field back on track as our field is the only source of our survival. My family consist of myself, my sick wife, two sons and two daughters, 2 small babies and a daughter in law. I can provide you with my family snap, address and bank account details upon your heart permitting to help me as whatever I have stated above is genuine and true. Me and my family are seeking this help not because we are lazy but because of protracted and extreme conditions beyond our control which we have been facing since two years continuously under the circumstances outlined above. We need a helping hand to get back on our feet again as your generosity would go a long way in alleviating the sufferings of my family and bring life back into our lives.
Awaiting your kindness and response.
Warm Regards

Negi
ps : If this message is not meant for you plse pass it onto the concerned person. Respond to : pally_jones@yahoo.com

Because I believe in the power of prayer & the kindness of my fellow man, I've decided to swallow my pride & ask for help. This is not an action I am at all familiar with but am grasping at every straw to attempt to keep a roof over my family's head. We live in a modest house that we've called home for the past 20+ years.

I am a single mother who's been truly blessed with 4, beautiful, healthy children; 3 biological & a foster son that joined our family when he was 12…..he is now 23. My kids are the reason I continue to battle through what has been the most challenging, darkest phase of my 50 years on this Earth.

In the summer of 2011, life, as my family knew it, was forever changed. My son got off the school bus & proceeded to enter a crime scene upon opening the front door of the house we call home. It was immediately clear that we were victims of a daytime home invasion and robbery. A trail of splinters led straight to my bedroom door, which had been demolished in the process of gaining entrance & access to my personal belongings. Robbers took my box of trash bags & proceeded to fill them with anything that could be sold or traded. I came home to find that they had stolen everything of value that I had worked for in my 50 years of existence & everything of value that my kids cherished as well.

It didn't happen often, but on the occasion that I had a few extra dollars to spend on myself, I found pleasure in buying nice jewelry. Through the years, I had managed to accumulate a nice collection. Also, as a child, my father & I shared an interest in coin collecting. I had managed to hold on to several interesting coins my dad & I found. Weekly, he also, gave me & my brothers our allowance of a fifty cent piece each. I had somehow managed to hold on to many of these as well. I stored my coin collection in the bottom portion of my large armoire. This area is what my family referred to as "the safe." Anything of value, particularly sentimental, was given to me to be protected in the safe. A couple good examples are my, then, 10 year old son's game ball for hitting the Championship game winning grand slam home run & my daughter's horse riding medals, show jewelry & accessories, as well as a silver handled knife & sheath…….the only personal possession my foster son owned from his childhood. I carry a tremendous amount of guilt for not doing a better job of safe guarding my family's precious & dear possessions.

In addition to the lingering guilt, the robbery also resulted in life altering psychological effects to me & my family. I continue to wonder if & when I will ever fully recover & be the secure, self confident person I was before the robbery. Immediately following the break-in, I was consumed by finding out who was responsible & ways of obtaining this information…..I could think of nothing else. After several weeks of frantic guessing & running wild goose chases, I started to realize that regaining possession of my property was less likely as each day went by. I could feel myself falling into a dark, lonely place with deep despair…..& unfortunately, I was content to be there. For the next several months, I could not work, did not eat or sleep & rarely came out of my bedroom. There was a film in my head that ran & reran the events leading up to & immediately following the robbery…..filled with the "I should've"s, "I could've"s and "what ifs." I am plagued with distrust & no longer find interest in much of anything. I was robbed of far more than just pieces of property…..they stole my trust in mankind, my desire to thrive, my faith in the world & my sanity.

I have worked as a medical school curriculum manager for 21 years. As a result of my mental decline, I was unable to work for over three months which, consequentially, made it difficult to pay all of the bills. I managed to rob Peter to pay Paul for several months & kept up with everything except for my house payment. It is now in arrears nearly $5,000.00 & I am out of resources. For the first time in my life, I am facing foreclosure. It is embarrassing & humiliating & I don't know how to tell my kids that they are likely to have no place to call home in the very near future. I feel like such a failure! Even though I've been an exemplary employee for many years, as a consequence of the self doubting & tremendous stress, I am now faced with the strong potential of losing my job due to my inability to focus & my lack of desire to face each day, As if this wasn't enough for one person to handle, I am also witnessing the daily decline of my father & my hero due to end stage Parkinson's & Alzheimer's.

I'm not sure how this begging website works but if there is someone out there that is willing to make me a loan & work out a payment arrangement, I promise not to let you down.....you will be repaid! I am working hard to battle the persisting PTSD symptoms that continue to plague me. I just worry that facing homelessness may be more than I can handle. Lord, I hand it over to You coz I come to You a broken, wounded angel. I thank you for any consideration and appreciate all prayers. May God bless you many times & in many ways for your generosity & kindness!

Because I believe in the power of prayer & the kindness of my fellow man, I've decided to swallow my pride & ask for help. This is not an action I am at all familiar with but am grasping at every straw to attempt to keep a roof over my family's head. We live in a modest house that we've called home for the past 25 years.

I am a single mother who's been truly blessed with 4, beautiful, healthy children; 3 biological & a foster son that joined our family when he was 12…..he is now 23. My kids are the reason I continue to battle through what has been the most challenging, darkest phase of my 50 years on this Earth.

In the summer of 2011, life, as my family knew it, was forever changed. My son got off the school bus & proceeded to enter a crime scene upon opening the front door of the house we call home. It was immediately clear that we were victims of a daytime home invasion and robbery. A trail of splinters led straight to my bedroom door, which had been demolished in the process of gaining entrance & access to my personal belongings. Robbers took my box of trash bags & proceeded to fill them with anything that could be sold or traded. I came home to find that they had stolen everything of value that I had worked for in my 50 years of existence & everything of value that my kids cherished as well.

It didn't happen often, but on the occasion that I had a few extra dollars to spend on myself, I found pleasure in buying nice jewelry. Through the years, I had managed to accumulate a nice collection. Also, as a child, my father & I shared an interest in coin collecting. I had managed to hold on to several interesting coins my dad & I found. Weekly, he also, gave me & my brothers our allowance of a fifty cent piece each. I had somehow managed to hold on to many of these as well. I stored my coin collection in the bottom portion of my large armoire. This area is what my family referred to as "the safe." Anything of value, particularly sentimental, was given to me to be protected in the safe. A couple good examples are my, then, 10 year old son's game ball for hitting the Championship game winning grand slam home run & my daughter's horse riding medals, show jewelry & accessories, as well as a silver handled knife & sheath…….the only personal possession my foster son owned from his childhood. I carry a tremendous amount of guilt for not doing a better job of safe guarding my family's precious & dear possessions.

In addition to the lingering guilt, the robbery also resulted in other life altering psychological effects to me & my family. I continue to wonder if & when I will ever fully recover & be the secure, self confident person I was before the robbery. Immediately following the break-in, I was consumed by finding out who was responsible & ways of obtaining this information…..I could think of nothing else. After several weeks of frantic guessing & running wild goose chases, I started to realize that regaining possession of my property was less likely as each day went by. I could feel myself falling into a dark, lonely place accompanied by deep despair…..& unfortunately, I was content to be there. For the next several months, I could not work, did not eat or sleep & rarely came out of my bedroom. There was a film in my head that ran & reran the events leading up to & immediately following the robbery…..filled with the "I should've"s, "I could've"s and "what ifs." I am plagued with distrust & no longer find interest in much of anything. I was robbed of far more than just pieces of property…..they stole my trust in mankind, my desire to thrive, my faith in the world & my sanity.

I have worked as a medical school curriculum manager for 21 years. As a result of my mental decline, I was unable to work for over three months which, consequentially, made it difficult to pay all of the bills. I managed to rob Peter to pay Paul for several months & kept up with everything except for my house payment. It is now in arrears nearly $5,000.00 & I am out of resources. For the first time in my life, I am facing foreclosure. It is embarrassing & humiliating & I don't know how to tell my kids that they are likely to have no place to call home in the very near future. I feel like such a failure! Even though I've been an exemplary employee for many years, as a consequence of the self doubting & tremendous stress, I am now faced with the strong potential of losing my job due to my inability to focus & my lack of desire to face each day. As if this wasn't enough for one person to handle, I am also witnessing the daily decline of my father & my hero due to end stage Parkinson's & Alzheimer's.

I'm not sure how this begging website works but if there is someone out there that is willing to believe in me & offer me a loan & payment arrangements, I promise not to let you down.....you will be repaid! I am working hard to battle the persisting PTSD that continues to plague me. I just worry that facing homelessness may be more than I can handle. Lord, I hand it over to You coz I come to You a broken, wounded angel. I thank you for any consideration and appreciate all prayers. May God bless you many times & in many ways for your generosity & kindness!

Hello Everyone, I'm a 24 year young lady living in New Zealand with my partner of one year.

I have some grand travel plans. New Zealand being a small country I know there is such a wide world to explore.

I don't have a sob story to tell you as everyone in life is fighting their own battles, some bigger than others, some may seem more important than others.

I do work full time and try and save as much as I can whilst also paying off my $18,000 worth of debt (Car, Lawyers, Seperation fees etc) and being on one income, my partners role was made redundent so he is currently unemployed :(. So far my travel account has $330, nearly enough for a air fair to Australia one way.

I have a wild passion for travel, when I was married I was very held back by my husband but now I'm free, have grown so personally and wish to explore this whole world. EAT PRAY LOVE is such a inspirational movie!! I'm already selling what I can with Garage sales, working extra cash jobs, watering plants, house sitting etc to try and save faster.

I wish to travel to

Australia - Espically the Gold Coast, take my partner to all the theme parks.

I would love to explore the out back and rough it for a few nights

USA - I would love to travel LA to NY along route 66. I would love to go to Texas, Disneyland, Universal Studios, Knotts Berry Farm and more. My dream job a Rollarcoaster Tester!! Travel the world playing on rollarcoasters. I'm no boring chick, I like adventure and just wish to explore this world.... oh and defintitly want to chase a tornado in America.

Would also love to go to Egypt, Italy, Rome, Thailand. I'm ready to pack up and go. Happy to work when I get to these countries to help my self around.

Im just asking anyone who has kindness in their hearts to help my partner and I, go exploing in this wide world...

PS- If this helps my chances, my partner doesnt believe this will work, (he is a worry wort, I'm the free spirit / universe believer) he made me a deal, if I get at least $500 he will run nudey down the road!! Haha I shook on it and now he is worried.

If you would like to help a young Kiwi Couple out then please donate to us, what ever you can.

Thank you in advance

May you pay it forward an the goodness be returned

Hello Everyone, I'm a 24 year young lady living in New Zealand with my partner of one year.

I have some grand travel plans. New Zealand being a small country I know there is such a wide world to explore.

I don't have a sob story to tell you as everyone in life is fighting their own battles, some bigger than others, some may seem more important than others.

I do work full time and try and save as much as I can whilst also paying off my $18,000 worth of debt (Car, Lawyers, Seperation fees etc) and being on one income, my partners role was made redundent so he is currently unemployed :(. So far my travel account has $330, nearly enough for a air fair to Australia one way.

I have a wild passion for travel, when I was married I was very held back by my husband but now I'm free, have grown so personally and wish to explore this whole world. EAT PRAY LOVE is such a inspirational movie!! I'm already selling what I can with Garage sales, working extra cash jobs, watering plants, house sitting etc to try and save faster.

I wish to travel to

Australia - Espically the Gold Coast, take my partner to all the theme parks.

I would love to explore the out back and rough it for a few nights

USA - I would love to travel LA to NY along route 66. I would love to go to Texas, Disneyland, Universal Studios, Knotts Berry Farm and more. My dream job a Rollarcoaster Tester!! Travel the world playing on rollarcoasters. I'm no boring chick, I like adventure and just wish to explore this world.... oh and defintitly want to chase a tornado in America.

Would also love to go to Egypt, Italy, Rome, Thailand. I'm ready to pack up and go. Happy to work when I get to these countries to help my self around.

Im just asking anyone who has kindness in their hearts to help my partner and I, go exploing in this wide world...

PS- If this helps my chances, my partner doesnt believe this will work, (he is a worry wort, I'm the free spirit / universe believer) he made me a deal, if I get at least $500 he will run nudey down the road!! Haha I shook on it and now he is worried.

If you would like to help a young Kiwi Couple out then please donate to us, what ever you can.

Thank you in advance

May you pay it forward an the goodness be returned

We are trying to survive in Texas with the drought and keep our animals fed and safe from the blowing dust and wild fires that surround us. We had a waterline burst in our barnyard (CAN PROVIDE PROOF OF THIS IF REQUESTED) apparently it was leaking a couple of months; the first bill was 289.00 (water) then 2nd was 190.00 and now the third bill is 304.00 (first 2 are paid but this third one is past due and we have a shut off for the 20th of this month (September) 7 more days, we have animals dependent on us and need help badly. If you can donate please do. You can look us up at www.luckyduckhorserescue.org

Updates: September 11, 2011 - I have been able to get a part-time job which is good news, but the rest is just about the same. Thank you for your help Malum Designs
and Pete B.
Since my previous posts have yielded only four donations over the last five months I thought I would try this approach. My financial problems are quite real. If you find my fable entertaining please send a small donation.
- Fortuna vitrea est, tum cum splendet frangitur -

The Grasshopper and the Ant
A Classic retold by Joseph the Beggar King
Part One

Once upon a time, not so very long ago, there were two friends, the Grasshopper and the Ant. Why these two became friends is a bit of a mystery. The Grasshopper was a dreamer and a drifter. The Ant was a believer and an achiever.

In school the Grasshopper would look out the window without thought and only learned the subjects he found interesting. Sometimes he would fall asleep in Math class, other times when a angry teacher would jump him with a pop question he would give the correct answer in way that would confound them.

The Ant was a teachers dream, he soaked up every subject the system taught him, gave the correct answers in the correct way and got straight A s. He would delight his Math teacher by doing compound interest in his head. The Ant believed that what they taught him would help him succeed and was very completive. After graduating High School the Ant got an Academic Scholarship and the Grasshopper got a Pell Grant.

Within four years the Ant got two BS degrees in Business Management and Engineering. The Grasshopper dropped out after the first year. He went to live with the Rainbow Tribe for a few years. On the way to the bus station he found an old fiddle in a trash pile along the road and when he got station he was able to panhandle his bus fare. That was the Grasshoppers first beg.

The Ant took the College like a fish to water. During open Rush some Greeks invite him to be a brother in their Fraternity. He earned his dues by being the Frat Houses Accountant and made beer money by writing term papers. One day while visiting the Tri Deltas he watches the girls play volleyball and is amazed that even though they are playing a vigorous game not one of them breaks a sweat. It is there he meets the girl of his dreams, Polly Fishbane.

While the Grasshopper was living with the Rainbow Tribe he never meets the girl of his dreams, but it does not really matter too much because they believe in Free Love. So free, in fact, that after what you might call the Honeymoon he found himself getting a little bored with it. From the Rainbow Tribe he learns to live off the fat of country and from his new friend, Buffalo with Runs, he learns to live off the land. Buffalo with Runs was an very old Indian that was adopted by the tribe. He taught the Grasshopper what wild plants were safe to eat or use for medicines. He showed him how to set traps and hunt small game. Then, during one winter Gathering four people froze to dead because they were too stoned to come in out of the cold. The Grasshopper became very sad and hopped away.

The Ant is recruited by a Aerospace firm even before he graduated college and goes to work on the Apollo Program. He and his new wife Polly loved the Florida sunshine and settle down to start the American Dream. They decide to have two and half children. Even though the third kid looked a bit odd the Ant loved him as only a father can. With easy money down and mortgage tax deductions compliments of Uncle Sam, they get a house with a two car garage. Next they get two cars and the Rat Race is on. The Ant loves it! Working on the Apollo Program is more than a job, it is being part of history. Polly loves it! Raising their kids and Keeping up of with the Jones. She starts selling Avon products on the side. The Ant buys the best bass boat in the neighborhood, but only uses it once a year because he too busy working. He sets up his retirement funds and a small stock portfolio. Life is Good!

After leaving the Rainbow Tribe the Grasshopper panhandles his way across the country. He sets up in parks and subways where he pretends to play his fiddle while selling jewelry made of deer anthers and beads. The noise he makes with his fiddle sounds like a cat being killed and people give him money just to make him stop. Before the Cops run him off, the Grasshopper usually made enough in one day of begging to cover his needs for the week. When he is hungry he goes to a Soup Kitchen and when he needs clothing there are the Sharing Centers. Every now and then he lets some good hearted woman try to save him. Life is Good and he hops away.

The Apollo Program ends and the new Shuttle program does not start for a couple of years. The Aerospace company were the Ant works at does not win any of the new bids. They offer him a job in California at 20% less of his salary. Polly and the kids are in a rage. Nobody wants to move and leave their friends. The Ant sells his house at a loss because the real estate market in flooded by the laid offs. The one car and the boat are reprocessed. He sells off his stock portfolio for the down payment on the new house in California and even though money is tight the Ant decides to take the family on a short vacation to Key West to uplift their spirits. He finds the Grasshopper selling deer antler jewelry at the Front Street Market. While Polly and the kids go shopping, he and Grasshopper catch up and have a couple of beers. The Ant tells his friend about the laid offs and the move. The Grasshopper asks him - Are you Happy - ? The Ant says - Yes -. His friend says, - Good - . They watch the sunset and see a green flash on the horizon.
To be continue.

Hello every one,
My name is Mrs Ruth I live here in USA and i am talking as the happiest person in the whole wild world today and i told my self that any lender that rescue my family from our poor situation, i will tell the name to the whole wild world and i am so happy to say that my family is back for good because i was in need a loan of $65,000 USD to start my life all over as i am a single mum with 2 kids and the whole world seemed like it was hanging on me until i met the GOD sent loan lender that changed my life and that of my family, a GOD fearing lender,Mr Mark David Of BARCLAY HOUSE OF LOAN PLC, he was the savior GOD sent to rescue my family and at first i thought it was not going to be possible until i received my loan of $58,000 US dollars and i will advise any one who is in genuine need of a loan to contact Mr Mark David via barclayhouseofloan@hotmail.com OR barclayloaninvestment@gmail.com

Hello every one,
My name is Mrs Ruth I live here in USA and i am talking as the happiest person in the whole wild world today and i told my self that any lender that rescue my family from our poor situation, i will tell the name to the whole wild world and i am so happy to say that my family is back for good because i was in need a loan of $65,000 USD to start my life all over as i am a single mum with 2 kids and the whole world seemed like it was hanging on me until i met the GOD sent loan lender that changed my life and that of my family, a GOD fearing lender,Mr Mark David Of BARCLAY HOUSE OF LOAN PLC, he was the savior GOD sent to rescue my family and at first i thought it was not going to be possible until i received my loan of $58,000 US dollars and i will advise any one who is in genuine need of a loan to contact Mr Mark David via barclayhouseofloan@hotmail.com OR barclayloaninvestment@gmail.com

Hi. I am a low income earner. I am trying to live on about $17,000 a year. I am grateful for my job as so many do not have one at all. I want to get a couple of milking goats and a few laying chickens to help with my grocery bill. Since I am an older person I would like to get 2 or 3 (because they are a heard animal and need the company to be happy), and I will get enough milk for butter and cheese as well. I already have pasture for them, but need to provide suitable shelter and fencing to keep them safe-from wild life and wild neighbors.

The shelter for both will cost about $4000, (I will build it myself), the milk pasteurizer: $400.00, fencing (electric)-$2500.00, and hay/straw/feed for 1 year about $2500.00 (according to a farmer friend of mine). All together I need about $9400.00 total to do right by them. I plan to give away any access eggs, as well as milk to anybody in my community that may need it, and once started only ask for donations toward their upkeep. So many people need help too, and if I can help for example by providing eggs for a donation of a penny a piece and milk for 10 cents a gallon people can still pay and retain some dignity in these times.

I grew up on a dairy farm and have the expertise to do this, and own outright 10 acres of pasture with another 10 acres offered to me for pasture for free. I have an artesian well for a water supply, and support offered from farmers and friends. I have a lady up the road that wants me to get a couple of fiber goats too as she offered to clean and spin the fiber in trade for eggs and milk, as I also crochet and quilt, and have make several for people who have needed them for whatever reason.

Would you please help me? I don't want a mansion ( I live in a 14 x 70 mobile home, and it is plenty to worry about cleaning and upkeep, and my old Chevy pick-up gets me where I need to go, engine light on and all. I don't want to be a millionaire, I want to be involved in something I enjoy and can pay that enjoyment forward by helping others that do not have it as good as myself...because no matter how bad it is there is always SOMEBODY worse off than you.

Thank you for whatever project or person you support. It is a great feeling to be able to give, no matter what it is, isn't it?? :0)

blah blah blah blah blah. thats what you really hear. people who are on this site are here for ,, not for money,, but for hope. hope that there is some one out there who will help them. well thats why i am here. im a man who has been to hell and back. i was a small crook for my whole life. i became a drug dealer at the age of 15. i went in and out of jail till i was 21, and during those times my family had moved on. i was a lost soul with nothing to offer the world but a whole lot of hate. after my father died when i was in jail, i tried to find my family when i got out, all i found was more hate. they blamed me. they said if i would of just been a good kid than dad would of never stressed so much. maybe there right. 4 years has past and not a word from my family. i moved on a little. i straightened up for my father, and met a really nice girl whom i hope to marry one day. my brother passed away on july 17th and i went down there to his funeral and casted out. my sister went looking for me to tell me that he died, and she went to my old neighbor hood to find me. before she gave up and went home she stopped at a store, there she was beaten and raped. and now they won't keep her on life support no more cause it cost to much money. this world we live in is hell its self. dont ask for hand outs, please ask for hope. who ever is reading this needs to know that there are people out there who really need the help. im not loosing my house or i dont have bills to catch up on. im loosing my family one member at a time, and i never even got to see them at there most happiest times. we are not a society of wild dogs. im not ASKING to help me, im hopeing you will. theres no price on a life. give what you can, every pennie helps. all i want is to show my family that i care and that i have changed and i want to be there for them and talk to them with smiles and laughter. please there little time, and this is being recorded and documented by an author who is writing my story called, A LONG WAY FROM HOME, your donations and critisism will be recorded as well and placed in a chapter of my life. please write to me at bluledes01@yahoo.com

blah blah blah blah blah. thats what you really hear. people who are on this site are here for ,, not for money,, but for hope. hope that there is some one out there who will help them. well thats why i am here. im a man who has been to hell and back. i was a small crook for my whole life. i became a drug dealer at the age of 15. i went in and out of jail till i was 21, and during those times my family had moved on. i was a lost soul with nothing to offer the world but a whole lot of hate. after my father died when i was in jail, i tried to find my family when i got out, all i found was more hate. they blamed me. they said if i would of just been a good kid than dad would of never stressed so much. maybe there right. 4 years has past and not a word from my family. i moved on a little. i straightened up for my father, and met a really nice girl whom i hope to marry one day. my brother passed away on july 17th and i went down there to his funeral and casted out. my sister went looking for me to tell me that he died, and she went to my old neighbor hood to find me. before she gave up and went home she stopped at a store, there she was beaten and raped. and now they won't keep her on life support no more cause it cost to much money. this world we live in is hell its self. dont ask for hand outs, please ask for hope. who ever is reading this needs to know that there are people out there who really need the help. im not loosing my house or i dont have bills to catch up on. im loosing my family one member at a time, and i never even got to see them at there most happiest times. we are not a society of wild dogs. im not ASKING to help me, im hopeing you will. theres no price on a life. give what you can, every pennie helps. all i want is to show my family that i care and that i have changed and i want to be there for them and talk to them with smiles and laughter. please there little time, and this is being recorded and documented by an author who is writing my story called, A LONG WAY FROM HOME, your donations and critisism will be recorded as well and placed in a chapter of my life. please write to me at bluledes01@yahoo.com

blah blah blah blah blah. thats what you really hear. people who are on this site are here for ,, not for money,, but for hope. hope that there is some one out there who will help them. well thats why i am here. im a man who has been to hell and back. i was a small crook for my whole life. i became a drug dealer at the age of 15. i went in and out of jail till i was 21, and during those times my family had moved on. i was a lost soul with nothing to offer the world but a whole lot of hate. after my father died when i was in jail, i tried to find my family when i got out, all i found was more hate. they blamed me. they said if i would of just been a good kid than dad would of never stressed so much. maybe there right. 4 years has past and not a word from my family. i moved on a little. i straightened up for my father, and met a really nice girl whom i hope to marry one day. my brother passed away on july 17th and i went down there to his funeral and casted out. my sister went looking for me to tell me that he died, and she went to my old neighbor hood to find me. before she gave up and went home she stopped at a store, there she was beaten and raped. and now they won't keep her on life support no more cause it cost to much money. this world we live in is hell its self. dont ask for hand outs, please ask for hope. who ever is reading this needs to know that there are people out there who really need the help. im not loosing my house or i dont have bills to catch up on. im loosing my family one member at a time, and i never even got to see them at there most happiest times. we are not a society of wild dogs. im not ASKING to help me, im hopeing you will. theres no price on a life. give what you can, every pennie helps. all i want is to show my family that i care and that i have changed and i want to be there for them and talk to them with smiles and laughter. please there little time, and this is being recorded and documented by an author who is writing my story called, A LONG WAY FROM HOME, your donations and critisism will be recorded as well and placed in a chapter of my life. please write to me at bluledes01@yahoo.com

blah blah blah blah blah. thats what you really hear. people who are on this site are here for ,, not for money,, but for hope. hope that there is some one out there who will help them. well thats why i am here. im a man who has been to hell and back. i was a small crook for my whole life. i became a drug dealer at the age of 15. i went in and out of jail till i was 21, and during those times my family had moved on. i was a lost soul with nothing to offer the world but a whole lot of hate. after my father died when i was in jail, i tried to find my family when i got out, all i found was more hate. they blamed me. they said if i would of just been a good kid than dad would of never stressed so much. maybe there right. 4 years has past and not a word from my family. i moved on a little. i straightened up for my father, and met a really nice girl whom i hope to marry one day. my brother passed away on july 17th and i went down there to his funeral and casted out. my sister went looking for me to tell me that he died, and she went to my old neighbor hood to find me. before she gave up and went home she stopped at a store, there she was beaten and raped. and now they won't keep her on life support no more cause it cost to much money. this world we live in is hell its self. dont ask for hand outs, please ask for hope. who ever is reading this needs to know that there are people out there who really need the help. im not loosing my house or i dont have bills to catch up on. im loosing my family one member at a time, and i never even got to see them at there most happiest times. we are not a society of wild dogs. im not ASKING to help me, im hopeing you will. theres no price on a life. give what you can, every pennie helps. all i want is to show my family that i care and that i have changed and i want to be there for them and talk to them with smiles and laughter. please there little time, and this is being recorded and documented by an author who is writing my story called, A LONG WAY FROM HOME, your donations and critisism will be recorded as well and placed in a chapter of my life. please write to me at bluledes01@yahoo.com

blah blah blah blah blah. thats what you really hear. people who are on this site are here for ,, not for money,, but for hope. hope that there is some one out there who will help them. well thats why i am here. im a man who has been to hell and back. i was a small crook for my whole life. i became a drug dealer at the age of 15. i went in and out of jail till i was 21, and during those times my family had moved on. i was a lost soul with nothing to offer the world but a whole lot of hate. after my father died when i was in jail, i tried to find my family when i got out, all i found was more hate. they blamed me. they said if i would of just been a good kid than dad would of never stressed so much. maybe there right. 4 years has past and not a word from my family. i moved on a little. i straightened up for my father, and met a really nice girl whom i hope to marry one day. my brother passed away on july 17th and i went down there to his funeral and casted out. my sister went looking for me to tell me that he died, and she went to my old neighbor hood to find me. before she gave up and went home she stopped at a store, there she was beaten and raped. and now they won't keep her on life support no more cause it cost to much money. this world we live in is hell its self. dont ask for hand outs, please ask for hope. who ever is reading this needs to know that there are people out there who really need the help. im not loosing my house or i dont have bills to catch up on. im loosing my family one member at a time, and i never even got to see them at there most happiest times. we are not a society of wild dogs. im not ASKING to help me, im hopeing you will. theres no price on a life. give what you can, every pennie helps. all i want is to show my family that i care and that i have changed and i want to be there for them and talk to them with smiles and laughter. please there little time, and this is being recorded and documented by an author who is writing my story called, A LONG WAY FROM HOME, your donations and critisism will be recorded as well and placed in a chapter of my life. please write to me at bluledes01@yahoo.com

blah blah blah blah blah. thats what you really hear. people who are on this site are here for ,, not for money,, but for hope. hope that there is some one out there who will help them. well thats why i am here. im a man who has been to hell and back. i was a small crook for my whole life. i became a drug dealer at the age of 15. i went in and out of jail till i was 21, and during those times my family had moved on. i was a lost soul with nothing to offer the world but a whole lot of hate. after my father died when i was in jail, i tried to find my family when i got out, all i found was more hate. they blamed me. they said if i would of just been a good kid than dad would of never stressed so much. maybe there right. 4 years has past and not a word from my family. i moved on a little. i straightened up for my father, and met a really nice girl whom i hope to marry one day. my brother passed away on july 17th and i went down there to his funeral and casted out. my sister went looking for me to tell me that he died, and she went to my old neighbor hood to find me. before she gave up and went home she stopped at a store, there she was beaten and raped. and now they won't keep her on life support no more cause it cost to much money. this world we live in is hell its self. dont ask for hand outs, please ask for hope. who ever is reading this needs to know that there are people out there who really need the help. im not loosing my house or i dont have bills to catch up on. im loosing my family one member at a time, and i never even got to see them at there most happiest times. we are not a society of wild dogs. im not ASKING to help me, im hopeing you will. theres no price on a life. give what you can, every pennie helps. all i want is to show my family that i care and that i have changed and i want to be there for them and talk to them with smiles and laughter. please there little time, and this is being recorded and documented by an author who is writing my story called, A LONG WAY FROM HOME, your donations and critisism will be recorded as well and placed in a chapter of my life. please write to me at bluledes01@yahoo.com

blah blah blah blah blah. thats what you really hear. people who are on this site are here for ,, not for money,, but for hope. hope that there is some one out there who will help them. well thats why i am here. im a man who has been to hell and back. i was a small crook for my whole life. i became a drug dealer at the age of 15. i went in and out of jail till i was 21, and during those times my family had moved on. i was a lost soul with nothing to offer the world but a whole lot of hate. after my father died when i was in jail, i tried to find my family when i got out, all i found was more hate. they blamed me. they said if i would of just been a good kid than dad would of never stressed so much. maybe there right. 4 years has past and not a word from my family. i moved on a little. i straightened up for my father, and met a really nice girl whom i hope to marry one day. my brother passed away on july 17th and i went down there to his funeral and casted out. my sister went looking for me to tell me that he died, and she went to my old neighbor hood to find me. before she gave up and went home she stopped at a store, there she was beaten and raped. and now they won't keep her on life support no more cause it cost to much money. this world we live in is hell its self. dont ask for hand outs, please ask for hope. who ever is reading this needs to know that there are people out there who really need the help. im not loosing my house or i dont have bills to catch up on. im loosing my family one member at a time, and i never even got to see them at there most happiest times. we are not a society of wild dogs. im not ASKING to help me, im hopeing you will. theres no price on a life. give what you can, every pennie helps. all i want is to show my family that i care and that i have changed and i want to be there for them and talk to them with smiles and laughter. please there little time, and this is being recorded and documented by an author who is writing my story called, A LONG WAY FROM HOME, your donations and critisism will be recorded as well and placed in a chapter of my life. please write to me at bluledes01@yahoo.com