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Living a happy life starts inside you.
If you know who you are,
and need not the definitions of others to know yourself.
When your drive comes from inside you,
will be bold,
and have no need for circumstances to be right,
for people to support you,
for things to make it easier.
True happiness is an inside job.

There are eight types of intelligence

1.Logical Reasoning :

Calculating, classifying, and finding patterns are all your strong suits.

You like to experiment, solve puzzles, and identify relationships.

You light up at the idea of a "deductive reasoning" exercise.

This is the other most highly regarded intelligence in traditional education,

so you have probably done well in school.

2.Verbal Linguistic :

You learn best through reading, writing, listening, and speaking.

You probably enjoy writing poetry and stories.

You're good at identifying grammar errors


and you may have a talent for learning foreign languages.

This is traditionally one of the most highly

prized intelligences in education systems worldwide,

meaning it is likely that you have been successful in your scholarly pursuits.

3.Visual Spatial :

You have an excellent ability to draw, visualize, and design.

You benefit greatly from having access to pictures, diagrams, and other visual aids.

You enjoy puzzles and mazes


and you can visualize and manipulate objects with your mind's eye.

4.Bodily Kinesthetic :

You learn best through touch and movement.

You process information through the body and may have fine tuned motor skills.

People probably say that you are well coordinated and athletic.

You usually need to do something to remember it

and you may have a hard time working at a desk all day

5.Auditory Musical :

You understand and appreciate the art of music.

You do well at listening, composing and performing music.

You use rhythms and patterns to understand things.

You can probably remember and even replicate


a sound or listening passage you have only heard once.

6.Interpersonal : (People Smart)

You enjoy socializing, sharing, conducting interviews and cooperating.

People may considered you extroverted and or empathetic to others.

You are an excellent group leader and team player.

7.Intrapersonal (Self Smart)

intrapersonal intelligent people are highly skilled at understanding themselves.

You are introspective, independent, and self motivated.

You learn best by working alone and setting individual goals.

8.Naturalistic :

Naturalistic learners feel a connection to the earth.

You learn by working with nature.

People may say you have a green thumb or that you are an animal whisperer.

In school, you always loved having class outside and

you may have engaged in hobbies such as bird watching or rock collecting.

10th Grade

As I sat there in English class,

I stared at the girl next to me.

She was my so called best friend .

I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine.

But she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it.

After class, she walked up to me and asked me

for the notes she had missed the day before.

I handed them to her.

She said ‘thanks’ and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

I want to tell her,

I want her to know that

I don’t want to be just friends,

I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

11th grade

The phone rang.

On the other end, it was her.

She was in tears, mumbling on and on about

how her love had broken her heart.

She asked me to come over because she didn’t want to be alone,

So I did.

As I sat next to her on the sofa,

I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine.

After 2 hours, one ( Drew Barrymore ) movie,

and three bags of chips, she decided to go home.

She looked at me, said ‘thanks’ and gave me a kiss on the cheek..

I want to tell her,

I want her to know that

I don’t want to be just friends,

I love her but I’m just too shy,

and I don’t know why.

Senior year

One fine day she walked to my locker.

“My date is sick” she said, ”he's not gonna go” well,

I didn’t have a date, and in 7th grade,

we made a promise that if neither of us had dates,

we would go together just as ‘best friends’.

So we did.

That night, after everything was over,

I was standing at her front door step.

I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me

with her crystal eyes.

Then she said

I had the best time, thanks!”

and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

I want to tell her,

I want her to know that

I don’t want to be just friends,

I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.


A day passed, then a week, then a month.

Before I could blink, it was graduation day.

I watched as her perfect body floated like

an angel up on stage to get her diploma.

I wanted her to be mine-but she didn’t notice me like that,

and I knew it.

Before everyone went home,

she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her.

Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said

you’re my best friend, thanks’

and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

I want to tell her,

I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends,

I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.


Now I sit in the pews of the church.

That girl is getting married now.

and drive off to her new life, married to another man.

I wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t see me like that,

and I knew it.

But before she drove

away, she came to me and said ‘you came !’.

She said ‘thanks’ and kissed me on the cheek.

I want to tell her, I want her to know

that I don’t want to be just friends,

I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.


Years passed,

I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my ‘best friend’.

At the service,

they read a diary entry she had written in her high school years.

This is what I read:

‘I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn’t notice me like that,

and I know it. I want to tell him,

I want him to know that I don’t want to be just friends,

I love him but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

I wish he would tell me he loved me !

Once upon a time there a boy that saw the sweetest little girl in school

He liked her very much So one day decided

to go to his mothers jewelry box and take a ring

so that he could show his love for this little girl.

It wasn't a very expensive or elaborate ring, just a simple oval ruby ring.

He thought ruby would be perfect cause it was red like a heart for love

She accepted his ring and they were (in the fourth grade).

Time went on and the two lost touch different schools, different lives

but as fate would have it years later they met again

and the spark was still there and so was little ruby ring.Well,

they finally got engaged and now it was time to get married

She always had her mind set on the style she loved for her wedding bands

but always wanted to somehow incorporate

that same ruby well and behold we made it happen (we had to recut the ruby)

but we made it happen and they lived happily forever.

Real love stories don't end.

True stories about love do not have a happy ending.

Real love stories do not end.

They are the fancy things that make the world go round.

They are the unbelievable dreams that come true every day.

They are the stories that we all want to have, a love story that lasts


Without love our earth is a tomb.

Many people have attempted to describe love throughout history,

and although we cannot physically see love, we can feel it permeate our entire being

and seal the cracks of our souls once again.

No matter your stance on love, we have found some love quotes by famous authors, poets,

and philosophers who have written so poignantly about

the subject that your heart will beat faster just by reading them.

Where there is love there is life.

Love is not affectionate feeling,

but a steady wish for the loved person’s ultimate good as far as it can be obtained.

Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength,

while loving someone deeply gives you courage..

People think a soul mate is your perfect fit,

and that’s what everyone wants.

But a true soul mate is a mirror,

the person who shows you everything that is holding you back,

the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.

A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet,

because they tear down your walls and smack you awake.

But to live with a soul mate forever?

Nah. Too painful. Soul mates,

they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave.

A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit,

show you your obstacles and addictions,

break your heart open so new light can get in,

make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life.

To love at all is to be vulnerable.

Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken.

If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one,

not even an animal.

Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements.

Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness.

But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken;

it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.

To love is to be vulnerable.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast,

it is not proud. It does not dishonor others,

it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered,

it keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.

It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

There are two basic motivating forces: fear and love.

When we are afraid, we pull back from life.

When we are in love, we open to all that life has to offer with passion, excitement,

and acceptance. We need to learn to love ourselves first, in all our glory and our


If we cannot love ourselves,

we cannot fully open to our ability to love others or our potential to create.

Evolution and all hopes for a better world rest in the fearlessness

and open hearted vision of people who embrace life .

Love is a promise; love is a souvenir,

once given never forgotten, never let it disappear .

Your task is not to seek for love,

but merely to seek

and find all the barriers within yourself

that you have built against it .

The minute I heard my first love story,

I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.

Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere.

They’re in each other all along .

I have found the paradox,

that if you love until it hurts,

there can be no more hurt,

only more love.

To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance .

In my isolation, I dreamt of power.

My daydreams and fantasies were all about how I could win,

how I could be number one, how I could have my cake and eat it too.

When those dreams were fulfilled, I felt nothing.

The love-sized hole within me grew larger and larger as

I died by my own hand, by my own mind.

During my transformation,

I found what

I needed to fill the hole.

I found peace, joy, and connection.

To power, I waved goodbye.

I thought that being a loving,

spiritual being meant sacrificing that triumph-hungry drive within.

For much too long,

I ignored these urges, believing them to be the opposite of love while

I cycled in and out of love awareness.

The day that my love mindset became a permanent state of mind was the day

I realized that love is not the opposite of power.

Love is power. Love is the strongest power there is.

Friends can help each other.

A true friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself

and especially to feel.

Or, not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them.

That’s what real love amounts to letting a person be what he really is.

There was a boy and a girl.

They were best friends for years and years.

They could talk for hours on the phone and text each others for days,

When they were together.

Not a single bad thought could cross their mind,

Every thing was great but one day;

The boy din’t answer to call or reply to any text for a day..

The girl was worried something is wrong..

At night she couldn’t sleep,  she was sitting in her room crying,

And it was then she realized so much he means to her

The next morning:

She woke up from a call; it was boy

B: hey

G: i am so glad that you called me,what happened to you yesterday

B: I was busy

The girl understood something wrong but couldn’t ask

B: you know we should stop talking

G: what but why

B: sorry, bye

He disconnected the call the girl felt somebody has slammed the door on her face

Every thing else flashed in her mind ,


Cars running by her.

Roof of some building and sunset

She couldn’t understand any thing

She started feeling lonely, rejected and broken

That was the answer to every thing! his words were pouncing on her.

Her heart wanted to jump out.

He was the one! “why”

She screamed at the top of her voice:

Then she made up mind to make a last try to get him back

she called him up

G: hi

B: why are you calling me

G: i need to tell you something

B: go ahead.

G: I just wanted you to know something before we stopped talking.

B: tell me

G: are you alright

She broke off

She tried but maybe he really doesn’t care for her,

She thought

She wasn’t her friend for first place

tears were slowly running worst

She left the house with a note

5 hours later

Phone rang in boy’s room,

It was girl’s mum,

The girl was lying in the Hospital got hit by car

The boy rushed to the hospital were she was.

She opened he eyes with boy’s name

He took her hand..

B: I am sorry its all my fault but

I promise when you get better I’II make it up to you

G: I wont get better.

B: NO don”t say that

G: just tell me one thing why did you do it

Boy told her that he had heart problem

he didn’t want her to be worried;

there was a risk he would have died

B: I did that because I Love you

G: I Love you too after that her heart stopped beating she died

The boy died after 10 minutes later from heart attack

Be with some one who does these things

Be with someone who puts down their phone

and wants to know how your day was

Be with someone who respects you ,

even when your are not around

Be with someone who loves you ,

even when you are not the easiset to love

Be with someone who is honest

and loyal it is a rare traid to find

Be with someone who you are comfortable being weird with

Be with someone who loves to walk and talk for hours

Be with someone who is not only greatful to have you

but will do what it takes to keep you

Be with someone who adores you for not just

what you look like but who you are inside.

The five pillars of dictatorship in a state:
1- the replacement of the head of the state by its tail.
2- the spread of fear and despair in all corners of the state.
3- the suffocation of the present time by the love of the past.
4- the terror spread everywhere by the police and the secret services.
5 - the occupation of State functions by idiots.

She does not trust easily
you can see that in the distance she creates between her self and everyone around her
but she has much love to offer
And you can see it in the kindness that is in the smiles
she gives out to everyone around her she has millions of chaotic galaxies of thoughts
Thousands of tangled up worlds of words
And places in her mind And you can see it in the way her eyes always seem lost like
they are somewhere else
she always wants to be somewhere else it shows in the way
she is always rushing and moving
The way she is always restless life never went easy on her
And she did not go easy on her self either she is strong
And you can see it in her eyes
You can sense it in her voice
she believes that her body can physically rebuild
And heal itself i think that is because
she knew how to recover by her self after life had broken her
she knows how it is like to be under appreciated so
İf you can not see the beauty in her quirks
İf you do not think that maybe she might be a little piece of magic
do not you dare and say that she is just a girl because she is a masterpiece

Sensitive people are The most genuine and honest
People you will ever meet
there is nothing they will not tell you about themselves
İf they trust your kindness
however The moment you betray them
reject them or devalue them They will end the Friendship
they Live with guilt And constant pain over unresolved situations
And misunderstandings They are tortured souls
That aren't able to live with hatred or being hated
This type of person needs the most Love anyone can give them because
Their soul has been constantly bruised by others
however, despite the tragedy of what they have to go through
İn Life They remain the most compassionate people worth knowing
And The ones that often become Activists for the broken Hear ted forgotten
And the misunderstood
They are angels with broken wings that only fly when Loved,

The Designer

who is God? and what is his true name?

of course, since the very beginning of the humanity,

every smart man understands the truth of his being created by

someone who owns an extraordinary puissance ,

unique, and cannot be denied! so, we do not need to reconfirm

the existence of a creator being the owner of that unlimited huge puissance,

however, the only important point in this life is the definition of the relationship

between us and this creator who has the responsibility of our well being .

he must be absolutely wise and clever, we must recognize him only through

the study of his creatures, simply because

we cannot have another choice, we are not able to go beyond the bounders

of the perceptible nature.

we have to study the effects of his puissance and follow its traces

without trying to exceed the limits of our perception capacities. Anyway ,

we witness that nothing can persist in its existence without obeying certain

laws applied everywhere by one designer who cannot be other than the creator,

conclusively, if we do not respect this

unique choice we lose soon

our mind and the superstitions will invade our thoughts,

a multiple gods will jump onto the theatre of life,

and a lot of religions will occupy it. this is exactly the bad situation

that we are suffering today, it throws us in a severe spiritual

disorders, a factors which hide themselves behind

all of our psychological diseases producing social upsets.

it is time to verify the reasons of having bad emotions, resulting

from false religions, because emotions are motors of behaviors! I mean,

if we want to be happy , we must urgently answer correctly

the question of «who is god»

by scientific researches !

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