One Halloween Knight in 1864 a women in her 20's was murder during a halloween masquerade party,A man was seen wearing a black suit with a black mask that covers your eyes,His eyes was dreaming was so heavenly green mix with blue but he wasn't what you think.The woman that he murder her name was rosemary bethany she had long blonde hair and she was last seen wearing a blue fluffy dress she had a crowd on her head.The man in the suit had follow her in the alleyway,she was with her boyfrishe sawed him he end but he had too get something that he left at the party.He told wait right here,Ask the man in the suit was watching her,he made a noise its sound like a bottle.Rosemary turn her head real fast"she asked hello but nobody didn't said nothing "rosemary was unease about being in the alleyway so she about to walked back to the party.The man in the suit moved back a little so she won't see him but then something spooked her"she sawed this white gloved and a shadow of a leg in a dark corner rosemary moved back slowly very slowly.The man in the suit knew that she sawed him"he whisper something to her,it's was a scary nursery rhyme that he made up.He said hollow hollow ween i'm the man in the suit don't run don't hide cause i'm about to kill you.As he scream out to say that the man in the suit came running out with a sharp knife very pointing,,Rosemary had turned around so she run but she had fell on the ground she was so scared she couldn't evening scream.The man in the suit came to her and started stabbing her about 27 times and then lift her head up and slice her throat rosemary was dead.After the 8 stabbed wound.The man in the suit had got up and looking down at her laying there in a pal of blood,he took out his napkins so he can whip the blood off his knife, he turned around and away from her.The man in the suit had disappear in the fog as till this day nobody doesn't know who killed rosemary on Halloween in 1864.

The feeling comes back, only stronger, like water before its boiling point. I´m consolidated with no remaining hope of getting out. My head hurts, I don´t feel myself anymore; just the pain, the anger and something I thought I would never feel; powerless. For the first time in my life there is no way out. Nowhere to run to, no one to rely on. "Emotionally unavailable" people have always been for me a childish portrayal romatic comedies use to make the protagonist appear unattainable and therefore more desirable for the -mentally not entirely healthy- female audience. Now I´m asking myself how to become unattached from people, how to create a barrier between myself and the outer world, how to back away completely from the uncontrollable and unchangeable realities of life. In simple words, hot to stop feeling in order to stop the pain.

“Location of oneself is the present and all other remaining places have dived inside the deeper parts of the past of all” That is to say- Our home planet is present before us, likewise just at this time it is again submerged into the depth or the past from another place of space. In or under the circumstances- We are looking in the evolution, at this events or moment, everything has creation yet same event or very moment, from the borders on the spiritual or past from 14 billion light years is nothing creation in the universe through that unopened or contracted. Again: at this events or very moment- In the evolution, see reverse picture from the contracted location i.e. same event or very moment; someone looking contracted is on our location. Hence, we can take the decisions- both location are same, one site or lifetime Universe, big Universe between evolutions, out of evolution is infinitesimal Universe. History of the Universe or case is Early & Copy such like- Digital CD i.e. Digital Universe http://twitpic.com/4cjmuq see a-DEMO- Brief History of Universe.

Albert Einstein said that “Imagination is more important than knowledge” but I am looking not only that: See my topics at http://shahidurrahmansikder.wordpress.com/2010/01/04/27/ Yes! I am looking- All the visible things of the real world are comparable to the imagination of Nature of absolute space in absolute dimension i.e. in everything of the Nature’s plan is the play of imagination. In this circumstance: We are mankind, we have sharp imagination power and ultimate result of my imagination power- I am looking- “In full Power of Imagination is the result of Nature” See at http://shahidurrahmansikder.wordpress.com/2011/09/08/imagination-power-nature/

With due respect, I would like to stress upon viz. request your esteemed organization to exactly evaluate and uphold the sketch of the present universe in the midst of mankind of the Universe. There is no denying the fact that it is possible to feel or assess it through the depth of our brain and nothing else i.e. no other means. Hence, it is crystal clear that our very brain is the only Sample of the Universe http://t.co/iyMlT3r or specimen or allegory of the Universe http://twitpic.com/5qnvpa Again, we can take the decision that our Universe is early & Copy such like- Digital CD i.e. Digital Universe http://174.36.58.224/4cjmuq found a-DEMO, Brief History of the Universe.

There is not a person in the world who doesn't need encouragement. We all need someone to support us to give us a hug and tell us that we are doing a great job and that we are going to make it. But far to often many people don't get the encouragement that they need and so they feel bad and feel alone. If you could visit a site where you can be encouraged would you visit it? If you are like me I believe you would, so I invite you to check this site out, the name of the site says it all. But it is full of so much more, the words inspire you and the discussions will help you with everyday things that you and I come across. Please after you visited it leave a note to say you was there, but if you prefer not to that is okay. We just glad you dropped by.

I believe the memories of human beings are way more important that we think and play a very important role in our lives. I think the main reason of depression is the lack of memories -good or bad-. I like to think that the part of our brain that controls memories is like a slide projector machine. People only remember the exciting things that happen to them and they don’t remember routine things and usual expected things. Every exciting memory we have is like a slide that enter to the slide box. I believe that people with a lot of “slides” cant get depressed unless of course something genetic or something very sad happens to them. You never see people ,even if their life is hard, depressed if they have a lot of exciting things going on with their life and when I say exciting I don’t mean good exciting I also mean bad exciting (whatever that means) maybe their is another word for it but clearly I don’t know it. To explain bad exciting, getting into a fight, break up with a girlfriend, break your arm but of course when this things happen not in a regular basis, remember exciting = anything unusual for the person something that’s not happening regularly. I think it must be all peoples purpose to add more slides to the slide box and that means we must try new thing every time we get a chance even maybe if they sound boring a bad or even horrible. I think this theory explains why all this rich people are depressed, the answer is that nothing exciting ever happens to their life and can use their money to get to the destination without travelling the path that maybe most of the times sounds good but the memories are about the path and not the destination. A lot of people have everything a man can want and they are depressed and people ask ‘how can they be depressed they have everything friends money a good life people that loves them’ but that’s not enough, if your slide box has only a few slides inside then you have a poor slide show. Obviously if a bad exciting thing occurs a person maybe will be sad for a while but in general I think a lot of memories = happy person, unless of course bad thing happen constantly. My point is that every people should try and add as much slides to the slide box as possible and have as many experiences as possible and that includes the bad ones

reality is not real but that fact is not relevant If we can be alive or dead how do we know which state we are currently in There is no box

TO BE A MAN IS NOT EASY,BUT TO BE A MILLIONIARE IS EASY.

TO BE A MAN IS NOT EASY,BUT TO BE A MILLIONIARE IS EASY.

life to me is always a color base on a mood. everyone should smile even if its a lie, because sometimes even a lie can make the world a better place. If i was a color, today i would be purple. Try everything once, and if you cant then who are you to judge because it just might turn out that its somethin you really enjoy. money is an object in which you can in fact by happiness. how far would you go for the one you truly love? EVERYTHING happens for a reason, something bad happened to you and even though you have never met this person in your life, something good may have happened to them thanks to your misfortune. something good happened to you and even though this person has never met you before in there life, something horrible may have come from your good fortune.

What is like looking through my eyes? Interesting question. Well, sometimes i see nothing but hopelessness. All the terrible things happening around me in the world just get me down. Dissapointment, discοuragement, prevention from what i want. It's like everyone has turned into a zombie, but these zombies are different. They also feed from each other. And i have to try hard to remain myself. It would be easier if i just surrender and become one off them. But i can' t do that. That' s the point where i see hope. If i manage to retain myself, my soul and my thoughts and have my eyes open, then i might regnozise someone else like me. Someone who has not become a zombie and who thinks like me. And together we' ll find a third person and then maybe we will find more and more people like us. Humans, with respect for each other. Because that is all it takes. Respect for each other.

you know when we expect too much from others we get our selves hurt in return

sohanpur bazar,deoria,uttar pradesh of shri shivanand srivastava and shri panchanan srivastava

For me, whether God exists or not doesn't matter. I suppose I consider myself a Humanist more than anything and I try to stick mostly to that. I won't usually argue against the existence of some divine being but I do feel there is a lack of evidence. Regardless, I simply don't feel that any sort of confirmed existence on their part would have any effect on how I choose to live my life. As for my "beliefs", I see myself as having a responsibility to be a positive influence on my personal community and the world as a whole. I feel that "immortality" is best obtained through leaving a legacy behind of compassion and support for my fellow man and this planet that we all live on. The only thing I care about is leaving the world a better place through my own personal actions than it was when I first entered into it. If I arrive at the gates of "Heaven" and am denied entry solely on the grounds that I wouldn't acknowledge whatever God turns out to be the real one despite the fact I put every effort into living what would be a "good life" by any sane social standards, then so be it. I will accept whatever fate is to come knowing that I lived a life that I can be proud of regardless.

I was thinking the other day, that people mostly fall in love impulsively. More impulsively the younger they are. It is like tossing a coin and calling 'heads' or 'tails' while the coin is still spinning. Then I remembered something about mathematics I heard once; that if you call 'heads' everytime a coin is thrown, and the coin lands 'tails' six times in a row, is it more likely to land 'heads' the seventh toss? NO! The odds are still only 50/50. I think that somehow explains.. everything!

Hello. I am a boy in my early teens living in Pakistan. As some of you may know that we are fighting the taliban who are on the Afghanistan border.I once saw a news report on CNN, telling that a soldier of America was killed. He had been given a grand funeral, but his mother had filed a complaint to the authorities that one letter of his name was different and that this was an insult. The name was not told. That got me to thinking. That soldier had been given a funeral but what about the innocent civilians blown to shred by the American drone attacks. Drone attacks are very uncommon, a commander only orders a drone strike in desperate conditions. The situation is reverse in Pakistan. I would read about innocent civilians being killed by drone strikes almost every day.

Who came up with the slogan " The sky is the limit" when there are footprints on the moon!

There is no way to go Life is strange! Ekin Let your contemplation be endowed with this prayer. There is no way to go. There is nowhere to go. There is no one to go. Myriads of paths to traverse to the translunary home. There seems be no way to escape from this callous dome. The manifestations has you this ignorable captious vain. Your acquiesce and consent for heeding the vacuity to gain. Getting swayed away with the caravan shackled in chain. Acrimonious is the draught waiting for the lapful rain. Abroach and transient is the invitation to accept. Ready you never were for ademption of this addle concept. Deafened were your ears to hear the serenade of the divine concept. Wearing a veil of oblivion and expecting a clarity and candour Now a sentinel over your sentience for sepsis to be more. Buried you are Ekin in your sepulcher to be transfused. You have ignored the ablution enough which was not to miss. You were never acephalous to burn yourself in the alcove of bliss. This would not have been a transgress, had you chanced. You are no exception sitting on a caldera to be pranced. Senility is prodding you now hinting you a valediction now. The Valhala was never distant with its distinct frou-frou. If there is now way Ekin- jump out of the fen at once. You have enjoyed more than enough of foreordained falsity. Bow down before yourself Ekin and let it go. You know the friend now that which was once a foe. There is no way to go. There is nowhere to go. There is no one to go. Ekin 21/02/2010