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John: I was watching your favourite programme 'Judge Judy' when this women stated that she was a Christian so her word was to be believed - and she kept repeating, 'I am a Christian.' as if that was suppose to mean something.
Why do these religious nuts believe that only Chrisians are capable of telling the truth, as that is of itself - a lie.
Why do these religious people of any religious backgroud seem to think they have the ear of God, that because they claim to be religious that they are beyond the pale, beyond guilt and how they never lie, manipulate or contrive to get what they want - as - ha ha - isn't that exactly what the Church of Rome has done for centures. Lie, manipulate, and going one step further - MASS MURDER AND GENOCIDE and all in the name of religion and Christians want to be associated with that ???
So the next time anyone claims to be a Christian, just remind them they have a LOT of blood on ther hands
and how we would no more believe a single word they say than anyone else, and that incudes the murderers, rapists and even Trump. Even they speak truths sometimes. Geoff.
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My name is Marco. I’m a nurse. And today, I cried quietly in the hallway. No one saw me. No one asked if I was okay.
Today, I sat beside two patients as they took their final breaths. I held a father who had just lost his son, feeling his pain shake through my arms. I washed an elderly man's hair—he looked at me with a tired smile and said, “At least I’ll leave this world clean.” He squeezed my hand as if it was the only hand he had left. No family came to say goodbye.
Every day, I pour out care, compassion, and warmth. But sometimes, it’s easy to forget that I’m human too… that I also break.
I don’t want praise. I don’t want people calling me a hero.
I just wish someone would say, “Hey Marco.”
Maybe then, I wouldn’t feel quite so alone today.
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I went to my local Humane Society hoping to find another dog,
but as I walked down the aisles, the overwhelming sound of barking made me want to take them all home. I was so moved that I broke down in tears and decided to leave. Just as I was about to exit, I noticed a room off to the side and saw a big, beautiful black and white husky-mix looking at me with her liquid brown eyes and a purple tongue hanging out.
She was five years old and had been dumped by her previous family because they claimed their new baby was allergic. This gentle girl was in the side room because she didn’t adjust well to the kennel environment. After six months there, her prospects didn’t look promising. She showed some dog aggression and was sensitive about her tail and feet being touched.
I decided to bring my other dog to meet her, and it was love at first sight. She was truly a great girl—perfectly housebroken and well-trained. Sure, she would grump if you touched her tail or feet, but after all she’d been through, I could understand why. I imagined young children had probably pulled her tail and bothered her more than once, but despite that, she never bit.
I could leave food on the counter to defrost and leave the house, and it would still be there when I returned. Even if dinner was in reach, she would keep a watchful eye but never touch it.
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Because of the Hitlers' financial hardship, Bloch always charged a small fee and sometimes no money at all. In 1907, he diagnosed Adolf's mother, Klara Pölzl, with breast cancer. Her pain was eased by daily intake of drugs prescribed by Bloch, which was said to have prolonged her life and eased her suffering before her inevitable death that same year.
In 1925, Hitler gave him special thanks in his memoir "Ich werde Ihnen ewig dankbar sein" and in 1937 he referred to him as "Edeljude", a noble Jew, for whom he had deep affection and respect. A year later, in 1938, Bloch wrote a letter to Hitler asking for help and was then placed under special protection by the Gestapo: he was the only Jew in Linz with this privilege.
In 1940 Bloch emigrated to the United States, to New York, without practicing medicine anymore since his degree was not recognized in the States. In 1941 and 1943 he was contacted by the American secret services for information about Hitler's childhood in which he recalled that his mother was very pious and kind and that her son, at his imminent death, was "the saddest person he had ever seen".---
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Eight-year-old Mia was selling cups of lemonade for fifty cents each,
hoping to help pay for her cancer treatment. She didn’t know that a local motorcycle club had just been talking about her at their meeting.
Mia sat behind her small lemonade stand, her head bald from chemo and her body tired, but she refused to give up. Her mom, Sarah, watched from the window, her heart aching but full of pride. Sarah had told Mia they didn’t really need the money, but she knew it wasn’t about that. This was Mia’s way of fighting back — her way of staying strong and hopeful.
After an hour in the cool autumn air, Mia heard a deep rumble coming down the street. A big man on a Harley-Davidson stopped beside her stand. He wore a black leather jacket, had tattoos, and a long beard. Even though he looked tough, his voice was kind.
“What’s the special today, boss?” he asked.
“Lemonade,” Mia said quietly. “It’s… fifty cents.”
“Looks like the good kind,” he said with a smile.
Instead of pulling out his wallet, he walked back to his motorcycle, opened a heavy leather bag, and placed it on her table.
“I’m not thirsty,” he said softly. “But give this to your mom. It’s for your treatment.”
Mia nodded, not really understanding, and thanked him. The man gave her a small nod, started his bike, and rode away.
When Sarah came outside and opened the bag, she froze. Inside was more than $4,000 in cash and a small handwritten note that said, “From a few guys who know a fighter when they see one. Stay strong, little warrior.”
Later, Sarah learned that one of their quiet neighbors was part of that motorcycle club. He had told the others about Mia, about how she sat outside every day trying her best. That night, every biker in the room had opened their wallets — because even the toughest people can have the kindest hearts.----
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MAJOR BREAKING:
In an absolutely stunning admission, Trump says he checked with Putin FIRST about sending Tomahawk missiles to Ukraine. This is absolutely outrageous on every level.
Backing Off Tomahawk Suggestion, Trump Again Defers to Putin
At the White House, President Volodymyr Zelensky of Ukraine made the case for why a weapons sale would help end the war. Mr. Trump at first seemed receptive, then expressed reservations.
From Article:
On Thursday, Mr. Trump discussed the idea of sending the long-range missiles to Ukraine during his call with Mr. Putin. Afterward, he said it had not gone over well.
“I did actually say, would you mind if I gave a couple of thousand Tomahawks to your opposition? I did say that,” Mr. Trump told reporters, adding: “He didn’t like the idea. He didn’t like that. No, I said it. But that way, you have to be a little bit lighthearted sometimes, but, he doesn’t want to. Tomahawk is a vicious weapon. It’s a vicious offensive, incredibly destructive weapon.”
On Friday, Mr. Trump began backing off his suggestion, saying he wanted to see peace negotiations between the two countries before any discussion of sending Tomahawk missiles to Ukraine.---
Can you see Churchill discussing battle plans with Hitler - This is absolutely absurd and - traitorous double standards and selling Ukraine and America to the Russians, who are a very poor country on the edge of going bankrupt and other than oil revenue - it has little else. Trump is so afraid of Putin, which clearly he is, why else is he informing the ' enemy' about his future battle plans, it is the most dangerous and traiterous think a leader could ever do.
TRUMP IS A TRAITOR TO THE WESTERN WORLD
They had two daughters, Joanna, 11, and Jacqueline, 6. On May 5, 1957, the two girls were killed in a car crash. Their parents were understandably devastated.
Florence became pregnant the following year, and on October 4, 1958, she gave birth to twins. Gillian and Jennifer were identical twins, but they had different birthmarks on their bodies. Jennifer had a birthmark on her waist, which matched a birthmark Jacqueline had. She also had a birthmark on her forehead that resembled a scar Jacqueline had.
The family moved to Whitley Bay when the twins were three months old. Two years later, the girls began asking for toys that had belonged to their older "sisters," despite having never seen toys before. The family then returned to Hexham, and the twins, despite never having been there, were able to point out places that their "sisters" had known. They also began to panic when they saw cars moving, shouting, "The car is coming to get us!"
After they turned five, their memories of their previous lives faded and they continued to live normal lives.
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When Einstein took the train from Princeton University,
a conductor boarded to check passengers' tickets.
When he reached Einstein, he began searching his jacket pockets for his ticket but couldn't find it. He then looked in his trouser pockets, then in his small carry-on suitcase, without success. Finally, he started looking on the seat next to him…
Seeing this, the controller said to him:
— 'Dr. Einstein, I know who you are, everyone here knows you, and I'm sure you bought a ticket. Don't worry.'
Einstein nodded in gratitude. The conductor continued punching the tickets of the other passengers, but as he was about to move into the next carriage, he saw Einstein on his knees, searching under his seat for his ticket. Intrigued, the controller returned to the great physicist and said to him:
'As I told you, we all know who you are, it's not a problem, so please drop this ticket ! '
Einstein then looked up at him and replied:
'Thank you, young man, I too know who I am. But what I don't know is where I'm going! That's why I keep looking for my ticket !'--
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