tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414689.post8269176897776258069..comments2023-09-26T10:06:42.137-04:00Comments on easy bake coven | since 2002: Osho Zen TarotSudeaux Luxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17083310421645018042noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414689.post-87841368095081380582007-07-15T21:57:00.000-04:002007-07-15T21:57:00.000-04:00Oh dear, I got Schizophrenia.Oh dear, I got Schizophrenia.Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16423616016399334179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414689.post-40792589658211731922007-07-12T18:28:00.000-04:002007-07-12T18:28:00.000-04:00Appropriately enough, I chose Postponement.Postpon...Appropriately enough, I chose Postponement.<BR/><BR/>Postponement is simply stupid. Tomorrow you will also have to decide, so why not today? And do you think that tomorrow you will be wiser than today? Do you think that tomorrow you will be livelier than today? Do you think that tomorrow you will be younger than today, fresher than today? Tomorrow you will be older, your courage will be less; tomorrow you will be more experienced, your cunningness will be more; tomorrow death will come closer--you will start wavering and being more afraid. Never postpone for the tomorrow. And who knows? Tomorrow may come or may not come. If you have to decide you have to decide right now. Dr. Vogel, the dentist, finished his examination on a pretty young patient. "Miss Baseman," he said, "I'm afraid I'm going to have to pull out your wisdom teeth!" "Oh, my!" exclaimed the girl. "I'd rather have a baby!" "Well," said Dr. Vogel, "could you make up your mind so that I can adjust the chair?" Make up your mind. Don't go on postponing infinitely."<BR/><BR/>Guess this means I better wrap up this article.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414689.post-83248218951728079892007-07-12T15:46:00.000-04:002007-07-12T15:46:00.000-04:00Not unexpectedly, I picked stress."The quality of ...Not unexpectedly, I picked stress.<BR/><BR/>"The quality of stress represented by this card visits all of us at times, but perfectionists are particularly vulnerable to it. We create it ourselves, with the idea that without us nothing will happen--especially in the way we want it to! Well, what makes you think you're so special? Do you think the sun won't rise in the morning unless you personally set the alarm? Go for a walk, buy some flowers, and fix yourself a spaghetti dinner--anything 'unimportant' will do. Just put yourself out of that monkey's reach!"<BR/><BR/>I reckon that settles it. Sketti for supper tonight :)Deb @ Sugarfusedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15245700712588574189noreply@blogger.com