Yes, parents do have a heart. Stop Abortion (touching)

June 4, 2008

Mukesh and other new members,

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appropriate for every list. has thousands of lists on every

topic. It is easy to find the one that is right for what you offer.

Namaste and love to all

Harsha

, mukesh bhatia

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June 7, 2008

Dear mukesh

you could use so many themes as a heading for your message.

Like genocide, hunger, starvation, cruelty in every form.

Nothing wrong with your effort - but being a member of this group you might have understood that everything we experience is "just" a dream.

And you - if you know it or not - are the dream, the dreamer and the screen where the play is screened.

And: at least in my opinion EVERYTHING is predestined, and we have as freedom "only" the chance to choose moment by moment if we identify with the outside or with the inside - that means with your existence as the SELF alone.

Identifying with alll cruelty makes everyone sick, identifying with the inner Self is the way to be content.

all the best

michael

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mukesh bhatia

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Wednesday, June 04, 2008 6:06 PM

Yes, parents do have a heart. Stop Abortion (touching)

Dear moderators please don't be cruel pass this message to others, I don't have any personal benefits by sending this email, all I want is awareness among all of us to stop the innocent killings prevailing in the societyDear Mommy, I am in Heaven now... I so wanted to be your little girl. I don't quite understand what has happened. I was so excited when I began realizing my existence. I was in a dark, yet comfortable place. I saw I had fingers and toes. I was pretty far along in my developing, yet not near ready to leave my surroundings. I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping. Even from my earliest days, I felt a special bonding between you and me. Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with you. Sometimes you would yell or scream, then cry. I heard Daddy yelling back. I was sad, and hoped you would be better soon. I wondered why you cried so much. One day you cried almost all of the day. I hurt for you. I couldn't imagine why you were so unhappy. That same day, the most horrible thing happened. A very mean monster came into that warm, comfortable place I was in. I was so scared, I began screaming, but you never once tried to help me. Maybe you never heard me. The monster got closer and closer as I was screaming and screaming, "Mommy, Mommy, help me please; Mommy, help me." Complete terror is all I felt. I screamed and screamed until I thought I couldn't anymore. Then the monster started ripping my arms off. It hurt so bad; the pain I can never explain. It didn't stop. Oh, how I begged it to stop. I screamed in horror as it ripped my leg off.Though I was in such complete pain, I was dying. I knew I would never see your face or hear you say how much you love me. I wanted to make all your tears go away. I had so many plans to make you happy. Now I couldn't; all my dreams were shattered. Though I was in utter pain and horror, I felt the pain of my heart breaking, above all. I wanted more than anything to be your daughter. No use now, for I was dying a painful death. I could only imagine the terrible things that they had done to you. I wanted to tell you that I love you before I was gone, but I didn't know the words you could understand. And soon, I no longer had the breath to say them; I was dead. I felt myself rising. I was being carried by a huge angel into a big beautiful place. I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone. The angel took me away to a wonderful place... Then I was happy. I asked the angel what was the thing was that killed me. He answered, "Abortion". I am sorry, for I know how it feels." I don't know what abortion is; I guess that's the name of the monster. I'm writing to say that I love you and to tell you how much I wanted to be your little girl. I tried very hard to live. I wanted to live. I had the will, but I couldn't; the monster was too powerful. It sucked my arms and legs off and finally got all of me. It was impossible to live. I just wanted you to know I tried to stay with you. I didn't want to die. Also, Mommy, please watch out for that abortion monster. Mommy, I love you and I would hate for you to go through the kind of pain I did. Please be careful. Love,Your Baby GirlDO YOU THINK THESE BABIES CHOSE TO DIE???would you do this to your baby?This Is Dedicated To The Memory Of All The Aborted Babies Throughout The World. Please pass this on to as many people as u can... if u have a heart u will... I post it to here, coz i know u have a heart n will post it to others, so that they will know what happens to their child and all the pain the baby goes through when they abortion their baby (do not forward, copy paste & compose a new mail to avoid spammers get a list of emails)