What to Know and What to Do

April 12, 2006

orders. She's in such a rush that she doesn't retrieve the glass

slipper that has fallen from her foot. The prince is devastated by

her departure. It's as if her image has been burned on his brain. He

sends his assistants all over town with the glass slipper, looking

for Cinderella. They go door to door, chanting, 'If the shoe fits, he

will commit.' Everyone wants to be a millionaire. But the slipper

fits only Cinderella. The prince rushes to her fireside and whisks

her off to live happily ever after. The most commonly told version

of Cinderella was published in 1697 by the French intellectual

Charles Perrault (using his ten-year-old son's name as a pseudonym).

Perrault was the first to record many of the well-known fairy tales

of European oral tradition. The story may have originated in China,

where a small foot was a sign of beauty. Yes, Cinderella had the

worst job in the city, but she did it diligently. She didn't

waste hours in useless rancour, letting bitterness and regret give her

an ulcer, bad skin, and deep brow furrows. She knew 'cinder maid'

was just her job title, not her life description. When the fairy

godmother appeared, Cinderella had the courage to seize an

opportunity to change. She didn't peer at the fairy godmother

suspiciously, snarling, "You know what they say, 'If something looks

too good to be true, it probably is.' Leave me to my cinders. I'm

perfectly happy with my state of habitual discontent." Cinderella

knew she was worthy of happiness, despite a string of bad luck so

long, a lesser woman would have hanged herself with it. Once she

arrived at the ball, Cinderella didn't hide inside her pumpkin

carriage, crying, "But no one attends a party alone! Everyone will

think I'm a loser!" She threw her shoulders back, lifted her chin,

and marched in the door. Cinderella believed in the power of a

perfect dress.

She did not waste time gloating over her step-siblings in her designer

duds. She knew that the best revenge is having too much fun to think

about retaliation. When the prince asked her to dance, Cinderella

did not shriek and run to the ladies' room to check her lipstick. She

agreed to dance. And you can bet that while spinning in his arms, she

didn't trip into a fit of insecurity, criticising him in an attempt

to boost her self-esteem, saying, "You know, anyone can inherit a

kingdom. I work for my living." At the stroke of midnight, she

didn't cling to the prince's hand, crying, "Save me from my miserable

life!" She had the confidence to know that if he liked her, he'd come

calling. Which, of course, he did. And when he came, she did not

listen to her friends, who all rang up, saying, "Why is he shooting

so far beneath his mark, Cinderella? I mean, no offence, but what's

wrong with him that none of the royal chicks will date him?"

She knew the details of her relationship better than her friends did,

trusting her own experience with her man, not gossip. When the prince

galloped up on his white horse, Cinderella did not shout, "Hey man,

back off! I can drive my own damn steed!" She decided that if it

was that important to him to whisk her off her feet, she'd let him

whisk. Don't let past bad luck cloud your vision of a brighter

future. Have the courage to believe in a better

life.http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/297109.cmsAll my

love,Vir"Bob N." <Roberibus111 (AT) aol (DOT) com> wrote: If something or

anything is done for you, permit it to be done. If on the other hand

there is anything at all that you must do..just do it, as the slogan

goes. If you give this a little thought, these two

smallp propositions...they pretty much wrap up all you really need to

do or know. ;-) ......bob

New Messenger with Voice. Call regular phones from your PC and save big.

April 12, 2006

, Vir Rawlley <redderred

wrote:

>Rawlley ..Wow this is real Rock and Roll stuff Dudette! I bet from

your smarts you can really use this fairy-tale approach to figure out

the hole in your bottom from the hole in your head. So smooth kiddo!

You must have a lot of time on your hands and probably a lot more

too! It's lonely out there for a smart good lookin' young girl such

as your own self.I saw your pix on your profile. don't give up hope

but don't be too hopeful or delusional..just deal with the cards

you've been dealt even if it's 51 cards short of a deck as in your

case. Good luck and keep up the fine work. I cut and paste your

inanities right out and throw them where sun no shine.

love and kisses....bobarooney!

P. S. .........see I too much compassion show for idiots,and fool

(s) they fun to play around with they think they smart and they do

be smartass stupid guy..I kick you dog haha ..Bob Nixon

> I too find this approach beneficial. Some time ago I read a

wonderful analogy on how to live using Cinderella's approach to

life. I cut-paste this story here with the web link.

>

> Cinderella, as beautiful inside as out, is left at the mercy of

her malicious stepmother and two stepsisters upon the death of her

father. They treat her like a maid. The king throws the bash of the

millennium.

>

> Of course, Cinderella isn't invited. Evil step-relations exploit

her considerable artistic skills to help them doll up for the big

event.

>

> Enter Fairy Godmother, an Old World fashion consultant-cum-

magician who magically transforms Cinderella into Claudia Schiffer in

a Valentino dress. A random pumpkin becomes a Porsche, and Cinderella

races to the ball.

>

> The prince gets one look at Cinderella and forgets about all the

other girls in the kingdom. He asks her to dance every number. At

midnight, Cinderella cuts out, per Fairy Godmother's orders. She's in

such a rush that she doesn't retrieve the glass slipper that has

fallen from her foot.

>

> The prince is devastated by her departure. It's as if her image

has been burned on his brain. He sends his assistants all over town

with the glass slipper, looking for Cinderella. They go door to door,

chanting, 'If the shoe fits, he will commit.'

>

> Everyone wants to be a millionaire. But the slipper fits only

Cinderella. The prince rushes to her fireside and whisks her off to

live happily ever after.

>

> The most commonly told version of Cinderella was published in

1697 by the French intellectual Charles Perrault (using his ten-year-

old son's name as a pseudonym).

>

> Perrault was the first to record many of the well-known fairy

tales of European oral tradition. The story may have originated in

China, where a small foot was a sign of beauty.

>

> Yes, Cinderella had the worst job in the city, but she did it

diligently. She didn't waste hours in useless rancour, letting

bitterness and regret give her an ulcer, bad skin, and deep brow

furrows.

>

> She knew 'cinder maid' was just her job title, not her life

description.

>

> When the fairy godmother appeared, Cinderella had the courage to

seize an opportunity to change. She didn't peer at the fairy

godmother suspiciously, snarling, "You know what they say, 'If

something looks too good to be true, it probably is.' Leave me to my

cinders. I'm perfectly happy with my state of habitual discontent."

>

> Cinderella knew she was worthy of happiness, despite a string of

bad luck so long, a lesser woman would have hanged herself with it.

>

> Once she arrived at the ball, Cinderella didn't hide inside her

pumpkin carriage, crying, "But no one attends a party alone! Everyone

will think I'm a loser!" She threw her shoulders back, lifted her

chin, and marched in the door.

>

> Cinderella believed in the power of a perfect dress. She did not

waste time gloating over her step-siblings in her designer duds. She

knew that the best revenge is having too much fun to think about

retaliation.

>

> When the prince asked her to dance, Cinderella did not shriek and

run to the ladies' room to check her lipstick. She agreed to dance.

And you can bet that while spinning in his arms, she didn't trip into

a fit of insecurity, criticising him in an attempt to boost her self-

esteem, saying, "You know, anyone can inherit a kingdom. I work for

my living."

>

> At the stroke of midnight, she didn't cling to the prince's hand,

crying, "Save me from my miserable life!" She had the confidence to

know that if he liked her, he'd come calling.

>

> Which, of course, he did. And when he came, she did not listen to

her friends, who all rang up, saying, "Why is he shooting so far

beneath his mark, Cinderella? I mean, no offence, but what's wrong

with him that none of the royal chicks will date him?"

>

> She knew the details of her relationship better than her friends

did, trusting her own experience with her man, not gossip. When the

prince galloped up on his white horse, Cinderella did not shout, "Hey

man, back off! I can drive my own damn steed!"

>

> She decided that if it was that important to him to whisk her off

her feet, she'd let him whisk.

>

> Don't let past bad luck cloud your vision of a brighter future.

Have the courage to believe in a better life.

>

> http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/297109.cms

>

> All my love,

>

> Vir

>

> "Bob N." <Roberibus111 wrote: If something or anything is

done for you, permit it to be done. If on

> the other hand there is anything at all that you must do..just do

it,

> as the slogan goes. If you give this a little thought, these two

smallp

> propositions...they pretty much wrap up all you really need to do

or

> know.

> ;-)

> ......bob

>

> community blog is at

>

> http://.net/blog/

>

> "Love itself is the actual form of God."

>

> Sri Ramana

>

> In "Letters from Sri Ramanasramam" by Suri Nagamma

>

> Visit your group "" on the web.

>

> Terms of

Service.

>

> New Messenger with Voice. Call regular phones from your PC

and save big.

>

April 12, 2006

inanities right out and throw them where sun no shine.

love and kisses....bobarooney! P. S. .........see I

too much compassion show for idiots,and fool (s) they fun to play

around with they think they smart and they do be smartass stupid

guy..I kick you dog haha ..Bob Nixon > I too find this approach

beneficial. Some time ago I read a wonderful analogy on how to live

using Cinderella's approach to life. I cut-paste this story here

with the web link. > > Cinderella, as beautiful inside as out, is

left at the mercy of her malicious stepmother and two stepsisters

upon the death of her father. They treat her like a maid. The king

throws the bash of the millennium. >

> Of course, Cinderella isn't invited. Evil step-relations exploit

her considerable artistic skills to help them doll up for the big

event. > > Enter Fairy Godmother, an Old World fashion

consultant-cum- magician who magically transforms Cinderella into

Claudia Schiffer in a Valentino dress. A random pumpkin becomes a

Porsche, and Cinderella races to the ball. > > The prince gets

one look at Cinderella and forgets about all the other girls in the

kingdom. He asks her to dance every number. At midnight, Cinderella

cuts out, per Fairy Godmother's orders. She's in such a rush that

she doesn't retrieve the glass slipper that has fallen from her

foot. > > The prince is devastated by her departure. It's as if

her image has been burned on his brain. He sends his assistants all

over town with the glass

slipper, looking for Cinderella. They go door to door, chanting, 'If

the shoe fits, he will commit.' > > Everyone wants to be a

millionaire. But the slipper fits only Cinderella. The prince rushes

to her fireside and whisks her off to live happily ever after. > >

The most commonly told version of Cinderella was published in 1697

by the French intellectual Charles Perrault (using his ten-year- old

son's name as a pseudonym). > > Perrault was the first to

record many of the well-known fairy tales of European oral

tradition. The story may have originated in China, where a small

foot was a sign of beauty. > > Yes, Cinderella had the worst job

in the city, but she did it diligently. She didn't waste hours in

useless rancour, letting bitterness and regret give her an ulcer,

bad skin, and deep

brow furrows. > > She knew 'cinder maid' was just her job

title, not her life description. > > When the fairy godmother

appeared, Cinderella had the courage to seize an opportunity to

change. She didn't peer at the fairy godmother suspiciously,

snarling, "You know what they say, 'If something looks too good to

be true, it probably is.' Leave me to my cinders. I'm perfectly

happy with my state of habitual discontent." > > Cinderella

knew she was worthy of happiness, despite a string of bad luck so

long, a lesser woman would have hanged herself with it. > > Once

she arrived at the ball, Cinderella didn't hide inside her pumpkin

carriage, crying, "But no one attends a party alone! Everyone will

think I'm a loser!" She threw her shoulders back, lifted her chin,

and marched in the

door. > > Cinderella believed in the power of a perfect dress.

She did not waste time gloating over her step-siblings in her

designer duds. She knew that the best revenge is having too much fun

to think about retaliation. > > When the prince asked her to

dance, Cinderella did not shriek and run to the ladies' room to

check her lipstick. She agreed to dance. And you can bet that while

spinning in his arms, she didn't trip into a fit of insecurity,

criticising him in an attempt to boost her self- esteem, saying, "You

know, anyone can inherit a kingdom. I work for my living." > >

At the stroke of midnight, she didn't cling to the prince's hand,

crying, "Save me from my miserable life!" She had the confidence to

know that if he liked her, he'd come calling. > > Which, of

course, he did. And when

he came, she did not listen to her friends, who all rang up, saying,

"Why is he shooting so far beneath his mark, Cinderella? I mean, no

offence, but what's wrong with him that none of the royal chicks

will date him?" > > She knew the details of her relationship

better than her friends did, trusting her own experience with her

man, not gossip. When the prince galloped up on his white horse,

Cinderella did not shout, "Hey man, back off! I can drive my own

damn steed!" > > She decided that if it was that important to

him to whisk her off her feet, she'd let him whisk. > > Don't

let past bad luck cloud your vision of a brighter future. Have the

courage to believe in a better life. > >

http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/297109.cms > > > All

my love, > > Vir > > "Bob N." <Roberibus111 wrote: If

something or anything is done for you, permit it to be done. If on

> the other hand there is anything at all that you must do..just do

it, > as the slogan goes. If you give this a little thought, these

two smallp > propositions...they pretty much wrap up all you

really need to do or > know. > ;-) >

.......bob > > > > > > Magazine and

Website is at >

> > > community blog

is at > > http://.net/blog/ > > "Love itself is

the actual form of God." > > Sri Ramana > > In "Letters from

Sri Ramanasramam" by Suri Nagamma > > > >

> > >

> Visit your group "" on the web. > > To

from this group, send an email to: >

> > Your use of

is subject to the Terms of Service. > >

> > > > > >

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April 12, 2006

, "Bob N." <Roberibus111

wrote:

>

> , Vir Rawlley <redderred@>

> wrote:

> Vir........I really owe you an apology for the previous post. Not

so much for yourelf as for my own self and peace of mind. It really

wouldn't matter and it really shouldn't matter to you that I

apologize and whatever I have said should be of little matter as

well. I admit to the selfishness of needing to make some kind of

statement of regret over the words I sent your way. Those words were

out of line and probably uncalled for. I wish I could retract them,

but they are there, I said them, I can't change that and for those

reasons I am sorry. Sometimes there is a little demon monkey that

jumps up in me and takes control. That little bastard child, the son

of hell and an unknown father, is VERY sensetive to any perceived

derision or slight. The monkey is 99.999% of the time wrong in it's

assumptions regarding the look, the words, the threat that it sees as

directed towards him, but, and this is the really uncanny part, at

those moments..that mindless monkey is in command! This may sound to

you as blaming something else besides my own ego for those harsh and

sarcastic remarks I posted. And you would be correct of course. I

permit the monkey space and time and control. Why? I have not the

slightest idea. But that it happens I cannot be in denial from. See

the threat is a threat to the monkey's survival in it's twisted

thinking. It may be the best thing if it did not survive but that too

is an incorrect view to hold. As it happens even the monkey is a

part of me and should have it's existence allowed because it too is a

gift. It is a gift in that he humbles me and at times that it is

important that I be humbled. These are all things I don't

understand.If your posting of the cinderella fable was meant as a

slight so be it. You have a right to your thoughts and opinions as I

have right to mine. And if it was posted to show disagreement with

what I had posted that elicited it in response, so be that as well.

All in all I(when the monkey's not in charge), believe in 'live and

let live.' If you posted it as agreement in truth with my fairy tale

proverb, thank you for that. Either way I enjoyed the story's take on

the magical story we all know and love. It was funny and in a pointed

way, very thought provoking. Again, I only wish now that it wasn't

the monkey in me who's mind and attitude was provoked by it. I

apologize for what I have done and I hope through the course of time

we can through further postings become fast friends.

...........bob

> >Rawlley ..Wow this is real Rock and Roll stuff Dudette! I bet from

> your smarts you can really use this fairy-tale approach to figure

out

> the hole in your bottom from the hole in your head. So smooth

kiddo!

> You must have a lot of time on your hands and probably a lot more

> too! It's lonely out there for a smart good lookin' young girl such

> as your own self.I saw your pix on your profile. don't give up hope

> but don't be too hopeful or delusional..just deal with the cards

> you've been dealt even if it's 51 cards short of a deck as in your

> case. Good luck and keep up the fine work. I cut and paste your

> inanities right out and throw them where sun no shine.

> love and kisses....bobarooney!

>

> P. S. .........see I too much compassion show for idiots,and

fool

> (s) they fun to play around with they think they smart and they do

> be smartass stupid guy..I kick you dog haha ..Bob Nixon

>

> > I too find this approach beneficial. Some time ago I read a

> wonderful analogy on how to live using Cinderella's approach to

> life. I cut-paste this story here with the web link.

> >

> > Cinderella, as beautiful inside as out, is left at the mercy of

> her malicious stepmother and two stepsisters upon the death of her

> father. They treat her like a maid. The king throws the bash of the

> millennium.

> >

> > Of course, Cinderella isn't invited. Evil step-relations

exploit

> her considerable artistic skills to help them doll up for the big

> event.

> >

> > Enter Fairy Godmother, an Old World fashion consultant-cum-

> magician who magically transforms Cinderella into Claudia Schiffer

in

> a Valentino dress. A random pumpkin becomes a Porsche, and

Cinderella

> races to the ball.

> >

> > The prince gets one look at Cinderella and forgets about all

the

> other girls in the kingdom. He asks her to dance every number. At

> midnight, Cinderella cuts out, per Fairy Godmother's orders. She's

in

> such a rush that she doesn't retrieve the glass slipper that has

> fallen from her foot.

> >

> > The prince is devastated by her departure. It's as if her image

> has been burned on his brain. He sends his assistants all over town

> with the glass slipper, looking for Cinderella. They go door to

door,

> chanting, 'If the shoe fits, he will commit.'

> >

> > Everyone wants to be a millionaire. But the slipper fits only

> Cinderella. The prince rushes to her fireside and whisks her off to

> live happily ever after.

> >

> > The most commonly told version of Cinderella was published in

> 1697 by the French intellectual Charles Perrault (using his ten-

year-

> old son's name as a pseudonym).

> >

> > Perrault was the first to record many of the well-known fairy

> tales of European oral tradition. The story may have originated in

> China, where a small foot was a sign of beauty.

> >

> > Yes, Cinderella had the worst job in the city, but she did it

> diligently. She didn't waste hours in useless rancour, letting

> bitterness and regret give her an ulcer, bad skin, and deep brow

> furrows.

> >

> > She knew 'cinder maid' was just her job title, not her life

> description.

> >

> > When the fairy godmother appeared, Cinderella had the courage

to

> seize an opportunity to change. She didn't peer at the fairy

> godmother suspiciously, snarling, "You know what they say, 'If

> something looks too good to be true, it probably is.' Leave me to

my

> cinders. I'm perfectly happy with my state of habitual

discontent."

> >

> > Cinderella knew she was worthy of happiness, despite a string

of

> bad luck so long, a lesser woman would have hanged herself with it.

> >

> > Once she arrived at the ball, Cinderella didn't hide inside her

> pumpkin carriage, crying, "But no one attends a party alone!

Everyone

> will think I'm a loser!" She threw her shoulders back, lifted her

> chin, and marched in the door.

> >

> > Cinderella believed in the power of a perfect dress. She did

not

> waste time gloating over her step-siblings in her designer duds.

She

> knew that the best revenge is having too much fun to think about

> retaliation.

> >

> > When the prince asked her to dance, Cinderella did not shriek

and

> run to the ladies' room to check her lipstick. She agreed to dance.

> And you can bet that while spinning in his arms, she didn't trip

into

> a fit of insecurity, criticising him in an attempt to boost her

self-

> esteem, saying, "You know, anyone can inherit a kingdom. I work for

> my living."

> >

> > At the stroke of midnight, she didn't cling to the prince's

hand,

> crying, "Save me from my miserable life!" She had the confidence to

> know that if he liked her, he'd come calling.

> >

> > Which, of course, he did. And when he came, she did not listen

to

> her friends, who all rang up, saying, "Why is he shooting so far

> beneath his mark, Cinderella? I mean, no offence, but what's wrong

> with him that none of the royal chicks will date him?"

> >

> > She knew the details of her relationship better than her

friends

> did, trusting her own experience with her man, not gossip. When the

> prince galloped up on his white horse, Cinderella did not

shout, "Hey

> man, back off! I can drive my own damn steed!"

> >

> > She decided that if it was that important to him to whisk her

off

> her feet, she'd let him whisk.

> >

> > Don't let past bad luck cloud your vision of a brighter future.

> Have the courage to believe in a better life.

> >

> > http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/297109.cms

> >

> > All my love,

> >

> > Vir

> >

> > "Bob N." <Roberibus111@> wrote: If something or anything is

> done for you, permit it to be done. If on

> > the other hand there is anything at all that you must do..just

do

> it,

> > as the slogan goes. If you give this a little thought, these two

> smallp

> > propositions...they pretty much wrap up all you really need to

do

> or

> > know.

> > ;-)

> > ......bob

> >

> > community blog is at

> >

> > http://.net/blog/

> >

> > "Love itself is the actual form of God."

> >

> > Sri Ramana

> >

> > In "Letters from Sri Ramanasramam" by Suri Nagamma

> >

> > Visit your group "" on the web.

> >

> > Terms of

> Service.

> >

> > New Messenger with Voice. Call regular phones from your PC

> and save big.

> >

>

April 12, 2006

, Vir Rawlley <redderred

wrote:

>

> That's exactly who you are Bob, "where the sun no shine "

> I was busy writing the apology to you Vir when you posted this. I

understand absolutely where you are coming from with this posting.

And you are right, at the time of my previous post that you reply to

here, I was where the sun don't shine..a terrible place to be. Again

I can only apologize for a misapprehension on my part. I am sincere

in this and hope you can find it within youself to forgive my

comments and me. Here's hoping that's so.

.........bob

> "Bob N." <Roberibus111 wrote: --- In

, Vir Rawlley <redderred@>

> wrote:

>

> >Rawlley ..Wow this is real Rock and Roll stuff Dudette! I bet

from

> your smarts you can really use this fairy-tale approach to figure

out

> the hole in your bottom from the hole in your head. So smooth

kiddo!

> You must have a lot of time on your hands and probably a lot more

> too! It's lonely out there for a smart good lookin' young girl

such

> as your own self.I saw your pix on your profile. don't give up

hope

> but don't be too hopeful or delusional..just deal with the cards

> you've been dealt even if it's 51 cards short of a deck as in your

> case. Good luck and keep up the fine work. I cut and paste your

> inanities right out and throw them where sun no shine.

> love and kisses....bobarooney!

>

> P. S. .........see I too much compassion show for idiots,and

fool

> (s) they fun to play around with they think they smart and they

do

> be smartass stupid guy..I kick you dog haha ..Bob Nixon

>

> > I too find this approach beneficial. Some time ago I read a

> wonderful analogy on how to live using Cinderella's approach to

> life. I cut-paste this story here with the web link.

> >

> > Cinderella, as beautiful inside as out, is left at the mercy

of

> her malicious stepmother and two stepsisters upon the death of her

> father. They treat her like a maid. The king throws the bash of

the

> millennium.

> >

> > Of course, Cinderella isn't invited. Evil step-relations

exploit

> her considerable artistic skills to help them doll up for the big

> event.

> >

> > Enter Fairy Godmother, an Old World fashion consultant-cum-

> magician who magically transforms Cinderella into Claudia Schiffer

in

> a Valentino dress. A random pumpkin becomes a Porsche, and

Cinderella

> races to the ball.

> >

> > The prince gets one look at Cinderella and forgets about all

the

> other girls in the kingdom. He asks her to dance every number. At

> midnight, Cinderella cuts out, per Fairy Godmother's orders. She's

in

> such a rush that she doesn't retrieve the glass slipper that has

> fallen from her foot.

> >

> > The prince is devastated by her departure. It's as if her

image

> has been burned on his brain. He sends his assistants all over

town

> with the glass slipper, looking for Cinderella. They go door to

door,

> chanting, 'If the shoe fits, he will commit.'

> >

> > Everyone wants to be a millionaire. But the slipper fits only

> Cinderella. The prince rushes to her fireside and whisks her off

to

> live happily ever after.

> >

> > The most commonly told version of Cinderella was published in

> 1697 by the French intellectual Charles Perrault (using his ten-

year-

> old son's name as a pseudonym).

> >

> > Perrault was the first to record many of the well-known fairy

> tales of European oral tradition. The story may have originated in

> China, where a small foot was a sign of beauty.

> >

> > Yes, Cinderella had the worst job in the city, but she did it

> diligently. She didn't waste hours in useless rancour, letting

> bitterness and regret give her an ulcer, bad skin, and deep brow

> furrows.

> >

> > She knew 'cinder maid' was just her job title, not her life

> description.

> >

> > When the fairy godmother appeared, Cinderella had the courage

to

> seize an opportunity to change. She didn't peer at the fairy

> godmother suspiciously, snarling, "You know what they say, 'If

> something looks too good to be true, it probably is.' Leave me to

my

> cinders. I'm perfectly happy with my state of habitual

discontent."

> >

> > Cinderella knew she was worthy of happiness, despite a string

of

> bad luck so long, a lesser woman would have hanged herself with

it.

> >

> > Once she arrived at the ball, Cinderella didn't hide inside

her

> pumpkin carriage, crying, "But no one attends a party alone!

Everyone

> will think I'm a loser!" She threw her shoulders back, lifted her

> chin, and marched in the door.

> >

> > Cinderella believed in the power of a perfect dress. She did

not

> waste time gloating over her step-siblings in her designer duds.

She

> knew that the best revenge is having too much fun to think about

> retaliation.

> >

> > When the prince asked her to dance, Cinderella did not shriek

and

> run to the ladies' room to check her lipstick. She agreed to

dance.

> And you can bet that while spinning in his arms, she didn't trip

into

> a fit of insecurity, criticising him in an attempt to boost her

self-

> esteem, saying, "You know, anyone can inherit a kingdom. I work

for

> my living."

> >

> > At the stroke of midnight, she didn't cling to the prince's

hand,

> crying, "Save me from my miserable life!" She had the confidence

to

> know that if he liked her, he'd come calling.

> >

> > Which, of course, he did. And when he came, she did not listen

to

> her friends, who all rang up, saying, "Why is he shooting so far

> beneath his mark, Cinderella? I mean, no offence, but what's wrong

> with him that none of the royal chicks will date him?"

> >

> > She knew the details of her relationship better than her

friends

> did, trusting her own experience with her man, not gossip. When

the

> prince galloped up on his white horse, Cinderella did not

shout, "Hey

> man, back off! I can drive my own damn steed!"

> >

> > She decided that if it was that important to him to whisk her

off

> her feet, she'd let him whisk.

> >

> > Don't let past bad luck cloud your vision of a brighter

future.

> Have the courage to believe in a better life.

> >

> > http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/297109.cms

> >

> > All my love,

> >

> > Vir

> >

> > "Bob N." <Roberibus111@> wrote: If something or anything is

> done for you, permit it to be done. If on

> > the other hand there is anything at all that you must do..just

do

> it,

> > as the slogan goes. If you give this a little thought, these

two

> smallp

> > propositions...they pretty much wrap up all you really need to

do

> or

> > know.

> > ;-)

> > ......bob

> >

> > community blog is at

> >

> > http://.net/blog/

> >

> > "Love itself is the actual form of God."

> >

> > Sri Ramana

> >

> > In "Letters from Sri Ramanasramam" by Suri Nagamma

> >

> > Visit your group "" on the web.

> >

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> >

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> "Love itself is the actual form of God."

>

> Sri Ramana

>

> In "Letters from Sri Ramanasramam" by Suri Nagamma

>

> Visit your group "" on the web.

>

> Terms of

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>

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April 12, 2006

Hi Bob,

I did not understand why you wrote this to Vir. Please read others

carefully and reflect on your words before you post them here. We put

people on moderation if they do not post in the sangha spirit, the

spirit of friendship and good will. You can read the list guidelines.

Love to all

Harsha

Bob N. wrote:

> , Vir Rawlley <redderred

> wrote:

>

> >Rawlley ..Wow this is real Rock and Roll stuff Dudette! I bet from

> your smarts you can really use this fairy-tale approach to figure out

> the hole in your bottom from the hole in your head. So smooth kiddo!

> You must have a lot of time on your hands and probably a lot more

> too! It's lonely out there for a smart good lookin' young girl such

> as your own self.I saw your pix on your profile. don't give up hope

> but don't be too hopeful or delusional..just deal with the cards

> you've been dealt even if it's 51 cards short of a deck as in your

> case. Good luck and keep up the fine work. I cut and paste your

> inanities right out and throw them where sun no shine.

> love and kisses....bobarooney!

>

> P. S. .........see I too much compassion show for idiots,and fool

> (s) they fun to play around with they think they smart and they do

> be smartass stupid guy..I kick you dog haha ..Bob Nixon

>

> > I too find this approach beneficial. Some time ago I read a

> wonderful analogy on how to live using Cinderella's approach to

> life. I cut-paste this story here with the web link.

> >

> > Cinderella, as beautiful inside as out, is left at the mercy of

> her malicious stepmother and two stepsisters upon the death of her

> father. They treat her like a maid. The king throws the bash of the

> millennium.

> >

> > Of course, Cinderella isn't invited. Evil step-relations exploit

> her considerable artistic skills to help them doll up for the big

> event.

> >

> > Enter Fairy Godmother, an Old World fashion consultant-cum-

> magician who magically transforms Cinderella into Claudia Schiffer in

> a Valentino dress. A random pumpkin becomes a Porsche, and Cinderella

> races to the ball.

> >

> > The prince gets one look at Cinderella and forgets about all the

> other girls in the kingdom. He asks her to dance every number. At

> midnight, Cinderella cuts out, per Fairy Godmother's orders. She's in

> such a rush that she doesn't retrieve the glass slipper that has

> fallen from her foot.

> >

> > The prince is devastated by her departure. It's as if her image

> has been burned on his brain. He sends his assistants all over town

> with the glass slipper, looking for Cinderella. They go door to door,

> chanting, 'If the shoe fits, he will commit.'

> >

> > Everyone wants to be a millionaire. But the slipper fits only

> Cinderella. The prince rushes to her fireside and whisks her off to

> live happily ever after.

> >

> > The most commonly told version of Cinderella was published in

> 1697 by the French intellectual Charles Perrault (using his ten-year-

> old son's name as a pseudonym).

> >

> > Perrault was the first to record many of the well-known fairy

> tales of European oral tradition. The story may have originated in

> China, where a small foot was a sign of beauty.

> >

> > Yes, Cinderella had the worst job in the city, but she did it

> diligently. She didn't waste hours in useless rancour, letting

> bitterness and regret give her an ulcer, bad skin, and deep brow

> furrows.

> >

> > She knew 'cinder maid' was just her job title, not her life

> description.

> >

> > When the fairy godmother appeared, Cinderella had the courage to

> seize an opportunity to change. She didn't peer at the fairy

> godmother suspiciously, snarling, "You know what they say, 'If

> something looks too good to be true, it probably is.' Leave me to my

> cinders. I'm perfectly happy with my state of habitual discontent."

> >

> > Cinderella knew she was worthy of happiness, despite a string of

> bad luck so long, a lesser woman would have hanged herself with it.

> >

> > Once she arrived at the ball, Cinderella didn't hide inside her

> pumpkin carriage, crying, "But no one attends a party alone! Everyone

> will think I'm a loser!" She threw her shoulders back, lifted her

> chin, and marched in the door.

> >

> > Cinderella believed in the power of a perfect dress. She did not

> waste time gloating over her step-siblings in her designer duds. She

> knew that the best revenge is having too much fun to think about

> retaliation.

> >

> > When the prince asked her to dance, Cinderella did not shriek and

> run to the ladies' room to check her lipstick. She agreed to dance.

> And you can bet that while spinning in his arms, she didn't trip into

> a fit of insecurity, criticising him in an attempt to boost her self-

> esteem, saying, "You know, anyone can inherit a kingdom. I work for

> my living."

> >

> > At the stroke of midnight, she didn't cling to the prince's hand,

> crying, "Save me from my miserable life!" She had the confidence to

> know that if he liked her, he'd come calling.

> >

> > Which, of course, he did. And when he came, she did not listen to

> her friends, who all rang up, saying, "Why is he shooting so far

> beneath his mark, Cinderella? I mean, no offence, but what's wrong

> with him that none of the royal chicks will date him?"

> >

> > She knew the details of her relationship better than her friends

> did, trusting her own experience with her man, not gossip. When the

> prince galloped up on his white horse, Cinderella did not shout, "Hey

> man, back off! I can drive my own damn steed!"

> >

> > She decided that if it was that important to him to whisk her off

> her feet, she'd let him whisk.

> >

> > Don't let past bad luck cloud your vision of a brighter future.

> Have the courage to believe in a better life.

> >

> > http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/297109.cms

> >

> > All my love,

> >

> > Vir

> >

> > "Bob N." <Roberibus111 wrote: If something or anything is

> done for you, permit it to be done. If on

> > the other hand there is anything at all that you must do..just do

> it,

> > as the slogan goes. If you give this a little thought, these two

> smallp

> > propositions...they pretty much wrap up all you really need to do

> or

> > know.

> > ;-)

> > ......bob

> >

April 12, 2006

, Harsha wrote:

>

> Hi Bob,

>

> I did not understand why you wrote this to Vir. Please read others

> carefully and reflect on your words before you post them here. We

put

> people on moderation if they do not post in the sangha spirit, the

> spirit of friendship and good will. You can read the list

guidelines.

>

> Love to all

> Harsha

>

> Harsha

I understand completely Harsha and shall leave off posting. Some

things are nonforgivable and I too find it hard to come to grips with

what I did. That's all I can say and do .......

..........bob

>

> Bob N. wrote:

> > , Vir Rawlley <redderred@>

> > wrote:

> >

> > >Rawlley ..Wow this is real Rock and Roll stuff Dudette! I bet

from

> > your smarts you can really use this fairy-tale approach to figure

out

> > the hole in your bottom from the hole in your head. So smooth

kiddo!

> > You must have a lot of time on your hands and probably a lot more

> > too! It's lonely out there for a smart good lookin' young girl

such

> > as your own self.I saw your pix on your profile. don't give up

hope

> > but don't be too hopeful or delusional..just deal with the cards

> > you've been dealt even if it's 51 cards short of a deck as in your

> > case. Good luck and keep up the fine work. I cut and paste your

> > inanities right out and throw them where sun no shine.

> > love and kisses....bobarooney!

> >

> > P. S. .........see I too much compassion show for idiots,and

fool

> > (s) they fun to play around with they think they smart and they

do

> > be smartass stupid guy..I kick you dog haha ..Bob Nixon

> >

> > > I too find this approach beneficial. Some time ago I read a

> > wonderful analogy on how to live using Cinderella's approach to

> > life. I cut-paste this story here with the web link.

> > >

> > > Cinderella, as beautiful inside as out, is left at the mercy

of

> > her malicious stepmother and two stepsisters upon the death of her

> > father. They treat her like a maid. The king throws the bash of

the

> > millennium.

> > >

> > > Of course, Cinderella isn't invited. Evil step-relations

exploit

> > her considerable artistic skills to help them doll up for the big

> > event.

> > >

> > > Enter Fairy Godmother, an Old World fashion consultant-cum-

> > magician who magically transforms Cinderella into Claudia

Schiffer in

> > a Valentino dress. A random pumpkin becomes a Porsche, and

Cinderella

> > races to the ball.

> > >

> > > The prince gets one look at Cinderella and forgets about all

the

> > other girls in the kingdom. He asks her to dance every number. At

> > midnight, Cinderella cuts out, per Fairy Godmother's orders.

She's in

> > such a rush that she doesn't retrieve the glass slipper that has

> > fallen from her foot.

> > >

> > > The prince is devastated by her departure. It's as if her

image

> > has been burned on his brain. He sends his assistants all over

town

> > with the glass slipper, looking for Cinderella. They go door to

door,

> > chanting, 'If the shoe fits, he will commit.'

> > >

> > > Everyone wants to be a millionaire. But the slipper fits only

> > Cinderella. The prince rushes to her fireside and whisks her off

to

> > live happily ever after.

> > >

> > > The most commonly told version of Cinderella was published in

> > 1697 by the French intellectual Charles Perrault (using his ten-

year-

> > old son's name as a pseudonym).

> > >

> > > Perrault was the first to record many of the well-known fairy

> > tales of European oral tradition. The story may have originated in

> > China, where a small foot was a sign of beauty.

> > >

> > > Yes, Cinderella had the worst job in the city, but she did it

> > diligently. She didn't waste hours in useless rancour, letting

> > bitterness and regret give her an ulcer, bad skin, and deep brow

> > furrows.

> > >

> > > She knew 'cinder maid' was just her job title, not her life

> > description.

> > >

> > > When the fairy godmother appeared, Cinderella had the courage

to

> > seize an opportunity to change. She didn't peer at the fairy

> > godmother suspiciously, snarling, "You know what they say, 'If

> > something looks too good to be true, it probably is.' Leave me to

my

> > cinders. I'm perfectly happy with my state of habitual

discontent."

> > >

> > > Cinderella knew she was worthy of happiness, despite a string

of

> > bad luck so long, a lesser woman would have hanged herself with

it.

> > >

> > > Once she arrived at the ball, Cinderella didn't hide inside

her

> > pumpkin carriage, crying, "But no one attends a party alone!

Everyone

> > will think I'm a loser!" She threw her shoulders back, lifted her

> > chin, and marched in the door.

> > >

> > > Cinderella believed in the power of a perfect dress. She did

not

> > waste time gloating over her step-siblings in her designer duds.

She

> > knew that the best revenge is having too much fun to think about

> > retaliation.

> > >

> > > When the prince asked her to dance, Cinderella did not shriek

and

> > run to the ladies' room to check her lipstick. She agreed to

dance.

> > And you can bet that while spinning in his arms, she didn't trip

into

> > a fit of insecurity, criticising him in an attempt to boost her

self-

> > esteem, saying, "You know, anyone can inherit a kingdom. I work

for

> > my living."

> > >

> > > At the stroke of midnight, she didn't cling to the prince's

hand,

> > crying, "Save me from my miserable life!" She had the confidence

to

> > know that if he liked her, he'd come calling.

> > >

> > > Which, of course, he did. And when he came, she did not

listen to

> > her friends, who all rang up, saying, "Why is he shooting so far

> > beneath his mark, Cinderella? I mean, no offence, but what's wrong

> > with him that none of the royal chicks will date him?"

> > >

> > > She knew the details of her relationship better than her

friends

> > did, trusting her own experience with her man, not gossip. When

the

> > prince galloped up on his white horse, Cinderella did not

shout, "Hey

> > man, back off! I can drive my own damn steed!"

> > >

> > > She decided that if it was that important to him to whisk her

off

> > her feet, she'd let him whisk.

> > >

> > > Don't let past bad luck cloud your vision of a brighter

future.

> > Have the courage to believe in a better life.

> > >

> > > http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/297109.cms

> > >

> > > All my love,

> > >

> > > Vir

> > >

> > > "Bob N." <Roberibus111@> wrote: If something or anything is

> > done for you, permit it to be done. If on

> > > the other hand there is anything at all that you must do..just

do

> > it,

> > > as the slogan goes. If you give this a little thought, these

two

> > smallp

> > > propositions...they pretty much wrap up all you really need to

do

> > or

> > > know.

> > > ;-)

> > > ......bob

> > >

>

April 12, 2006

Bob N. wrote:

> , Harsha wrote:

> >

> > Hi Bob,

> >

> > I did not understand why you wrote this to Vir. Please read others

> > carefully and reflect on your words before you post them here. We

> put

> > people on moderation if they do not post in the sangha spirit, the

> > spirit of friendship and good will. You can read the list

> guidelines.

> >

> > Love to all

> > Harsha

> >

> > Harsha

>

> I understand completely Harsha and shall leave off posting. Some

> things are nonforgivable and I too find it hard to come to grips with

> what I did. That's all I can say and do .......

> ..........bob

OK Bob. No problem. This is a sangha (group of friends) and so ideally people

should feel emotionally safe posting here.

This list goes back to January 1, 1999 and we have managed through many issues.

People who repeatedly violate the spirit of the sangha are put on moderation.

That does not mean we don't like them. We just put them on moderation for the

health of the list.

Love to all

Harsha

April 12, 2006

, Harsha wrote:

>

> Bob N. wrote:

> > , Harsha <harsha@> wrote:

> > >

> > > Hi Bob,

> > >

> > > I did not understand why you wrote this to Vir. Please read

others

> > > carefully and reflect on your words before you post them here.

We

> > put

> > > people on moderation if they do not post in the sangha spirit,

the

> > > spirit of friendship and good will. You can read the list

> > guidelines.

> > >

> > > Love to all

> > > Harsha

> > >

> > > Harsha

> >

> > I understand completely Harsha and shall leave off posting. Some

> > things are nonforgivable and I too find it hard to come to grips

with

> > what I did. That's all I can say and do .......

> > ..........bob

> OK Bob. No problem. This is a sangha (group of friends) and so

ideally people should feel emotionally safe posting here.

>

> This list goes back to January 1, 1999 and we have managed through

many issues. People who repeatedly violate the spirit of the sangha

are put on moderation. That does not mean we don't like them. We just

put them on moderation for the health of the list.

>

> Love to all

> Harsha

>

Understood Harsha....and I only hope Vir reads my apologies and

can forgive an old and impetuous fool who let Pride and

Misunderstanding lead him so quickly and violently into the caverns

of Darkness and overwhelming vehemence. I am one who freely admits to

a manic phase in the life. I don't readily address the depressive end

of that spectrum because of fear... even though there is a loathing

of that fear which eats all an every thing and soul it encounters and

most specifically my own.. it is a part of the inward cycle that is

the very pith and marrow of that depression that finds me however

much I attempt to hide. It is Fear leading fear unto fear. That stuff

is the rub, as there is no nub, of any life experience that falls

under the prey of the 'mad monkey'. I always and forever try to learn

the humbling lessons left in the wake of this most terrifying little

beast's insanity. I apologize to you as well as Vir, Harsha, and to

any who were shocked or disgusted by that virulent diatribe that came

through me. I must just stay away from these beautiful zones of Love

and Goodwill whenever the Monster heralds his arrival within.I

personify this thing because it breathes me at it's peak almost as

much as the Beloved breathes me in it's Presence. Heaven and Hell. It

is my hope that most here only ever are possesed by the Divine

Aspect, and are left unmarked, unharmed and uninluenced by the

Satanic facets on the tableau of our lifetimes. Peace, Good Health,

Love and Friendship.

........bob

April 12, 2006