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6 Fruits You Should Try

Dragon Fruit

This fruit is an excellent supplement for the liver as well as contains vital minerals that assist in weight-loss and balancing body weight without compromising health. For people suffering from diabetes, a dry or fresh dragon fruit guarantees blood glucose control.

Star Fruit

This fruit is an excellent source of ascorbic acid, which is important to the fitness of your body, as it assists in maintaining bones, teeth, mucus membranes, skin and improves the immune system. It also contains beta-carotene, which can be converted into vitamin A in your body for good vision and appetite.

Kiwano

This fruit is very rich in vitamin c and fibre. These help the red bloods cells, skin, muscles, nerves and heart. Vitamin E works in the body by helping to neutralize the damage from free radicals which can cause cancer and cardiovascular disease.

Mangosteen

This fruit has a very high concentration of xanthones that is one of the most powerful anti-oxidents in the world. The fruit also boosts the body’s immune systems and helps increase energy levels.

Sugar Apple

This fruit helps regulate the menstrual cycle, and contains a large amount of rosemary oil which can help fight off depression. This fruit also contains cineole which aids the body’s nervous system, helps in blood circulation, and improves concentration. This fruit as well aids in reducing the severity of asthma.

Goji Berry

Goji berries are called the world’s most nutritional powerful anti-aging food. Goji berries are the highest rated antioxidant and have more vitamin C than oranges, more beta-carotene than carrots, more protein than whole wheat and more iron than steak.

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So Cute!

So Cute!

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Copyright Infringed: Don't Call It A Review: Theatre Is Evil

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DISCLAIMER: This may REALLY not be your thing. Oh well.

I’m a big fan of Neil Gaiman. ( http://www.neilgaiman.com ) From the Sandman comics to American Gods, I really can’t get enough of his writing. When I joined Twitter a couple of years ago, he was one of the first celebrities I ‘followed’….

Mon, Sep. 17, 2012 → 166 notes

hyperirritability:

amanda palmer’s face appreciation post

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Sun, Sep. 09, 2012 → 82 notes

A Modern Day "Hatchi"

Wed, May. 30, 2012 →

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ohrohin:

Amanda Palmer & the Grand Theft Orchestra, “Do It With a Rockstar”

YES PLEASE.

this will definitely be blasted at full volume all summer.

Love. ♥♥♥

Fri, May. 18, 2012 → 37 notes

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dogjournal:

vwcampervan-aldridge:

The Staffies Lament
Today is just another day - to me they’re all the same,
I have the worst of genes you see, I bear the “Staffy” shame,
The shame is in our numbers, there’s thousands with no home
Thousands just like me you’ll find, in kennels all alone.
.
My mum was “..just a staffy” my father - well who knows?
Mum, too, became unwanted, as the last puppy goes.
And then begins the process, of money making deals
A life of “moving on” unfolds,who cares how the staffy feels
If you have the cash to hand, the Staffy pup is yours
But that pup is getting bigger now , just look at those big paws.
.
You bought me for your image, thought I’d make you look more tough
But you’ll find my boisterous nature has already got too much.
If you had thought to train me, with kindness and with praise
You would have had a faithful friend to share your darkest days.
I would lay down my life for you, but you simply cannot see
You make sure you get your money back on what you paid for me.
.
And on it goes, until one day, I’m no longer worth a dime
The retail on an adult staff - not worth the waste of time.
So what happens to a staffy now? Do you really want to know?
Do you care what will become of us, when we leave our final home?
.
How ever thought to wonder, “Where is that Staffy now?”
The “Staffy” has another name, he’s become a “stray” somehow.
Me, I was put in a car and driven far away
The door held open, I jumped out, I thought to run and play.
It was with joy and a happy heart I turned to look for you
You drove away with all my trust and a piece of my heart too.
.
I wondered round for many days before I was brought here.
Now I wait with a heavy heart, trepidation and fear.
Seven days is all I have you see, seven days for you to claim
The little dog you threw out, for which you have no shame.
.
This is my last goodbye now my seven days are up
If only more thought had gone into the future of that pup
As the needle empties to my veins I lay down with one last sigh
I’m sorry I was born a Staffy, because it means that I must die.
No more lonely cold nights or hearing that I’m bad,
No more growling belly from the meals I never had,
No more scorching sunshine with a water bowl that’s dry,
No more complaining neighbours about the noise when I cry,
No more hearing “shut up” , “get down” “get out of here”
.
Euthenasia is a blessing , though some can’t see
Why I was ever born if I weren’t meant to be,
My last day of living was the best I ever had,
Someone held me very close, I could see she was so sad,
I kissed the lady’s face and she hugged me as she cried,
I wagged my tail to thank her, then I closed my eyes….and died.
+++++
Author unknown - vwcampervan-aldridge
Picture of Jack for illustration , he lives safely at the Rosedene rescue centre where NO dog is ever put down. He is soon to be rehomed. Reblog this so as many see it as possible. Please support YOUR local dog rescue centre:)

Beautiful poem, but it’s just so damn sad! Please adopt, don’t shop, and support no-kill shelters.

So sad.

vwcampervan-aldridge:

The Staffies Lament

Today is just another day - to me they’re all the same,

I have the worst of genes you see, I bear the “Staffy” shame,

The shame is in our numbers, there’s thousands with no home

Thousands just like me you’ll find, in kennels all alone.

.

My mum was “..just a staffy” my father - well who knows?

Mum, too, became unwanted, as the last puppy goes.

And then begins the process, of money making deals

A life of “moving on” unfolds,who cares how the staffy feels

If you have the cash to hand, the Staffy pup is yours

But that pup is getting bigger now , just look at those big paws.

.

You bought me for your image, thought I’d make you look more tough

But you’ll find my boisterous nature has already got too much.

If you had thought to train me, with kindness and with praise

You would have had a faithful friend to share your darkest days.

I would lay down my life for you, but you simply cannot see

You make sure you get your money back on what you paid for me.

.

And on it goes, until one day, I’m no longer worth a dime

The retail on an adult staff - not worth the waste of time.

So what happens to a staffy now? Do you really want to know?

Do you care what will become of us, when we leave our final home?

.

How ever thought to wonder, “Where is that Staffy now?”

The “Staffy” has another name, he’s become a “stray” somehow.

Me, I was put in a car and driven far away

The door held open, I jumped out, I thought to run and play.

It was with joy and a happy heart I turned to look for you

You drove away with all my trust and a piece of my heart too.

.

I wondered round for many days before I was brought here.

Now I wait with a heavy heart, trepidation and fear.

Seven days is all I have you see, seven days for you to claim

The little dog you threw out, for which you have no shame.

.

This is my last goodbye now my seven days are up

If only more thought had gone into the future of that pup

As the needle empties to my veins I lay down with one last sigh

I’m sorry I was born a Staffy, because it means that I must die.

No more lonely cold nights or hearing that I’m bad,

No more growling belly from the meals I never had,

No more scorching sunshine with a water bowl that’s dry,

No more complaining neighbours about the noise when I cry,

No more hearing “shut up” , “get down” “get out of here”

.

Euthenasia is a blessing , though some can’t see

Why I was ever born if I weren’t meant to be,

My last day of living was the best I ever had,

Someone held me very close, I could see she was so sad,

I kissed the lady’s face and she hugged me as she cried,

I wagged my tail to thank her, then I closed my eyes….and died.

+++++

Author unknown - vwcampervan-aldridge

Picture of Jack for illustration , he lives safely at the Rosedene rescue centre where NO dog is ever put down. He is soon to be rehomed. Reblog this so as many see it as possible. Please support YOUR local dog rescue centre:)

Beautiful poem, but it’s just so damn sad! Please adopt, don’t shop, and support no-kill shelters.

So sad.

Thu, May. 17, 2012 → 69 notes

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