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Author: Ivan Martinez
The Lucrative World of Bottled Water
From black water to melted icebergs, bottled water has become the new frontier for entrepreneurs and connoisseurs.Donald’s Dilemma
“Donald’s Dilemma”(aired July 11,1947) explores the psychological toll of losing a loved one, and how far we’re willing to go to get them back.
Daisy faces the question: Will you let the world have a gift and risk losing it, or deprive the world of beauty to keep it for yourself?
What would you choose?
Tunin’ Out
Spacewalking: Through The Eyes of an Astronaut
Mike Massimino shares his experience of being alone with the UniverseThe 21st Century’s Great Art Movement: The Art Market
The Strange Alchemy of Modern Perfumery
Designing a Fragrance is a Perfect Merging of Science and ArtWhat Does It Mean To Be Selful?
Understanding one’s self is a task that many of us take on for our entire lives. We search and search in order to uncover who we are. We listen to all sorts of advice telling us how we should be, we read all kinds of books telling us how to behave. We look for answers to the questions that haunt us most. What do I stand for? What am I doing? Who will I be?
Truth is, we do not have to work hard at discovering our selves, for who we are at this very moment is who we are. Every thought that comes into our mind is actively defining our self; every action that we decide to take molds what we stand for. We are the sum of every experience that we’ve ever had; not just of what happened, but of how we have let it affect us.
It’s Only A Matter Of Time Until Nature Becomes My Home
Ahh the beauty of it all. The luscious moss, dripping off the sides of the trees. The trees themselves, grandiose and strong. The smell is overwhelming, the essence of freedom and life that it gives off.
One deep breathe, and you forget it all. One deep breathe and you become it all.
I continue my stroll, feeling the grass drape itself over my toes. The softness, the liveliness. It shouts green, it whispers life.
“Tell me all your secrets, tell me where you came from”
I kneel down, rub my hands through it. It embraces everything it touches. It continues to call my name, and I am powerless to its beauty. I lay down. Let it speak to me. It holds me as the rays of the sun creep through the trees. They creep closer, advancing forward in silence, bringing its warmth along for the ride. It starts with the toes, climbs up through the legs, embraces my torso, massages my arms, and covers my face. Tingles run down my skin as my body embraces what gives it life. I close my eyes, let the beauty sink in.
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What The Man In The Wheelchair Taught Me About Caring
I’d like to share what I experienced the other day. It was on the bus. In the front row was a veteran, trembling in his wheelchair, still wearing his USA attire. His hair was long and grey; he looked worn out. At that moment, I wanted to see his point of view. I wanted to understand him a little better. I imagined what it would be like to experience life through his eyes.
The fight was tough but it was exactly what I had wanted. The amount of vigilance necessary in order to survive was demanding, I thrived off of that. Every day you don’t give a fuck what goes on out there, you go out there to do what they want you to do. There is a mission to accomplish and you’re making sure you keep your part, because you know you’re capable of it. When else are you tested to your full potential? This is what I live for, and if you would like to watch, go right ahead. Enjoy the show because I’m a fucking monster.
I imagined the days that made him a veteran and I pictured him as a total badass. I felt the thrill and surge of power that comes when you’re defending yourself. You’re sent over there for a reason, making your sole priority to accomplish the goal and survive. I could feel the hustle that it required.
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Benign Laughter 