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The region where organs are squeezing themselves into the weaken muscle wall is bound to feel pain. These walls are there to keep everything intact inside the body. Pressure at the weak points can cause the organs to spill over and damage the tissues even further. The pain can be more pronounced with sudden movements such as jumping or running. Lifting heavy objects and straining can also trigger pain in the herniated region. Read more, please click here
August is a 7 month, time for inner house cleaning with Spiritual intent. In your spare time, consider past experiences and understand the true value of those experiences. What was the gift of awareness that those experiences were offering? In what way was each of them a gift of love? Don’t get serious, just be consciously curious, experience is our Spiritual teacher, did we learn and grow from those experiences? if not, do it now and when you recognize any negative reactions, clean them up with, “I don’t do that any more ! I AM feeling good !” read more about: “Looking for the Win so We Don’t Have To Do it Over Again” please click here
“When we first came out, [punk] was kind of on some vulgar shit,” recalls Jenifer. “We started kicking PMA in our music, and the message was different than the regular punk rock. You know, a punk rocker can write a song about hate─I hate my mom or some shit, you know? We wasn’t on no shit like that. Some kids who wanted to see some regular shit saw us, and every kid’s heart and mind was opened. It’s like you’re just going to see some regular reggae music, and Bob Marley is playing. You might walk away from that and go, ‘Damn, that’s some consciousness in this music.’ When we would play, you see, [sings] ‘I got that PMA,’ and there was a whole mode of consciousness that was coming through it.” About “Bad Brains Mixed Punk with a Positive Mental Attitude” please click here
Abeltje Quintijn: “I saw Sai Baba on Tv… First 2 photo compilation’s… than some more words…
Sai Baba I saw today on TV… Abeltje Quintijn: “The first one… He was, not is, really was an Hindu, Muslim and an Bird-Lover, the Other one, just like Michael J. Jackson (the popstar) a Boy Lover, I am not in favor of this kinds of people how were and or are acting as a God…”
Us vs Them:
JUL 24 – It took our corrupt clowns seven years to come up with a preliminary draft of the new constitution. We cannot blame just our current clowns for being lazy and incompetent. Look at our Melamchi Water Supply Project. A dozen Prime Monsters and nearly two decades later, the valley residents are still waiting for the day when they can finally take a shower from the water from Melamchi River. It seems that we might get a constitution the day the water from Melamchi hit our taps which is still a few years away.
Our Constipated Assembly (CA) lawbreakers have worked hard all these years to collect their paychecks and perks in tune of billions of rupees. And they come out with a preliminary draft of the constitution that seems to be really out of tune with common citizens. After all, our corrupt clowns only listen to lazy civil servants, slimy contractors and crazy cadres. They only think of common citizens during elections. And after they have won, the ordinary folks are forgotten while the pick pockets and con artists get to enjoy the funds from the state treasury.
We could have saved a lot of money if we had just paid a few karod rupees each to a dozen of our crime family bosses who seem to be running the country instead of wasting it all on 601 clowns. We do not need the PR quota. We have seen the kind of folks who occupy the PR seats. Most of them are either fake VAT Bill byaparies, local hoodlum or cousins of our freeloaders.
We want elected representatives. The winner should do something good for his or her constituency while the loser can wait for another five years gathering dirty secrets and schemes cooked by the incumbent so that he or she can win and do the same natak.
Our corrupt loafers tend to live in a bubble. They get to ride around in luxury vehicles, surrounded by armed security personnel, while enjoying the perks of being a Chor. They do not know how hard it is for a common citizen to live a decent life amid shortages of everything. We have to deal with inflation and corruption which leads to frustration that forces a person to go abroad to earn a few Dinars more.
The kids of our great netas do not have to worry about their future. Just look at our Crown Prince. The guy is a polygamist and has no skills apart from updating his Facebook statuses and hooking up with a new lady every winter. The kids of our visionary leaders get scholarships to attend universities abroad while the kids of our farmers have to go to community schools equipped with lazy teachers, no textbooks and shoddy infrastructure.
Our clowns have taken seven years to come up with a preliminary draft of the constitution and they only allocate two days for public consultation and that too for only a few hours a day. Our netas think that they can just wrap it up and force us a constitution. They might have agreed to settle petty issues but major issues have yet to be agreed upon.
We might have eight provinces but we still have not come up with the borders for our provinces. We may have to ask the Britishers for help. They seem to be very good at drawing lines across the map randomly. The British can take credit for most of the present day conflicts across the world. If our netas are smart then they will allow DFID to bring in their consultants to draw up our state borders. Then if things blow up and become chaotic then they can always blame the British. We will have someone to blame other than India for all our problems.
We still have not come up with names for our provinces. Why not carry out a SMS campaign and encourage all of us to think out of the box to come up with something? I think we should name our provinces based on our food. Let’s have Roti, Choila, Dhido, Kera etc so that our kids do not have to have an IQ of 150 or more to remember, pronounce and write the correct spelling of our provinces. Make it short and sweet not long and bitter. We want our provinces not after the promulgation of the constitution.
The issue of secularism has taken centre stage as well. Most of our priestly and warrior castes want ‘religious freedom’ instead of secularism. Kamal Dai wants Hinduism as the state religion. Yes, majority of our folks are Hindus and we get majority of the public holidays while people of other faiths get only a day or two as national holiday.
Kamal Dai should first take care of all the stray cattle in the valley before he sticks to the usual ‘Holy Cow’ as our national animal natak. Be a good Hindu, Kamal Dai. Let us do away with our caste system. Let us not bar people from entering temples and participating in pujas just because of their caste. Don’t tell me his kids have not enjoyed a hamburger from McDonalds while on a holiday abroad.
Our male chauvinist pigs do not want to provide citizenship based under the mother’s name. They still want stupid clauses to make it difficult for single mothers to get citizenship for their kids. Mothers, sisters, wives, girlfriends, please rise up and take to the streets.
We are tired of Mundrey gundas shutting down the country in the name of one political party or another for their stupid causes. Women should unite and fight. This is the time, not to be quiet but to show your strength. We must appeal to the wives and mistresses of our clowns as well. We cannot allow millions of our own people to be stateless.
The people demand directly elected executive. Our corrupt netas do not want it because they will lose out billions of rupees in power sharing deals. The people want our MPs to be at least a graduate and not eight class pass running the show. We want term limit for our clowns. We also want age limit and minimum academic qualification as well. We want a better Nepal. What do our netas want? They just want us to be divided so that they can be united to loot our state treasury, shoot and boot peaceful protestors and don’t really give a hoot of what we have to say. If we don’t fight now, we will lose our right to be a Nepali. This fight is for our future, for our kids, for the generations to come. Join the battle or lose out! Young Folks, like one old chubby cigar chomping, brandy drinking bideshi said, “ Never give up. Never give up! Never give up! Never, never, never-never-never-never!’”
Posted on: 2015-07-25 08:27
I wrote on my e-mail to him: “I have sent your “Us vs Them” to a dutch newspaper, previous e-mail
With Love and flowers.