Plasma Quartz: What Shadows Your Light?

Colombian quartz, originating from the high mountains of Colombia, is also known as plasma quartz. Why "plasma"? Because these are the brightest and clearest specimens of quartz you can imagine—without any exaggeration. Colombian quartz is truly breathtaking.

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The Mysterious Songs of the Lyrebird: Nature's Greatest Mimic

This bird really knows how to imitate and dance!

In the rainforests of South East Australia lives nature’s greatest mimic.
Renowned for its blow-minding ability to imitate natural and artificial sounds, this feathered friend captivated scientists and natives for a long time.
This bird is also a master at fooling other animals.
From chainsaws and camera shutters to the calls of other birds, their diverse vocal repertoire will fool more than one bird or bird watchers.

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Come here, you masters of war
You who build the big guns
You who construct the planes of death
You who make the bombs.
You hide behind walls,
you hide behind desks.
I just want you to know –
I see through your masks.
You let others fight,
you send young people to die.
And you stand in the back
and watch the body count rise.
Like Judas, you sell the world
for a handful of silver.
You build weapons capable of destroying the world,
and when war comes
you want to hide in your bunkers
hoping others will die for you.
I hope
that one day you will pay for your deeds.
I hope people will see the truth
about your lies and greed.
And when you die
I will stand over your grave
until I am sure
that you have truly gone.

Author: Bob Dylan
Source: Masters of War, from the album The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan (1963)

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✨✨✨ Dive deep into your fear. Face it. Embrace it. Make friends with it. This doesn't mean you will no longer have fear; it means fear will no longer have you. 💫💫💫

There are Cosmic laws
that see, listen, and create…
according to your thoughts, actions, and words.

There are no punishments.

Here, in this dimension,
there are still choices.

And only Love permeates
the mystery that surrounds us
and of which we are made.

The darkness in the heart
is simply love that has been forgotten.

When you hurt someone,
it is as if you hurt yourself —
what you have done returns to you
as a lesson,
not as revenge…

because you live within the One,
even if you do not know it.

You live within the other:
you are at the same time
microcosm and macrocosm.

An action returns to you
in many ways
and will repeat itself
until you transform it
into a conscious path.

The more conscious we become,
the more attention is needed.

One means Love.
Union is Love.

These are Divine laws.

When you give,
you do so with love,
expecting nothing in return.

When you receive,
you feel love
as if you yourself were giving.

To live fully
means to know
and integrate these laws
within ourselves.

(From the web)

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A poor person will share with you what little they have.
A rich person may take everything from you and make you a servant of their interests.

✨

Sometimes it is worth pausing for a moment and asking ourselves what truly has value in life.
Does material wealth really bring happiness, or does it slowly turn us into servants of our own desires?

A poor person often shares what they have without hesitation and without expecting anything in return.
They understand that true wealth is not found in possessions, but in the heart — in kindness, in relationships, and in the willingness to be there for another human being.

Yet it sometimes happens that a very wealthy person keeps gathering more and more, while simple goodness finds little space in their world.
Then money stops being a tool and begins to rule life, creating dependencies that steal freedom and inner peace.

That is why it is worth asking ourselves from time to time:
do the things we desire so strongly truly lead us to happiness?

Perhaps real joy is hidden in simple moments:
in conversation, in the presence of loved ones, in a warm gesture, in a heart that knows how to share.

In the end, a person's true wealth is not measured by the amount of money in their account,
but by the amount of goodness they bring into the lives of others. ✨

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The reason life is worth living is that, no matter where you are or how far you have come, there is always another step to take.

That is the beauty of human potential — it is limitless.

Even if you lived here for a thousand years, it would still not be enough time to fulfill your full potential.

— Jihad Bakkali
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"Man has gone so far that he stands on the edge of an abyss. And I call man back, back to the path he once walked.
(...)
To receive what God wishes to give you on your journey, you must be pure—your body, your heart, everything you carry in and on your body must be clean.

Man must be pure.
He must understand that he is bound and committed to live with God; only then is he pure."

— Bruno Gröning

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That’s how I feel right now😁

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Good evening,kind hearted people!❤️

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SOMETIMES…

…life speaks the loudest through the little things; a familiar song at the right moment, a message you needed to hear, an unexpected kindness that feels heaven-sent or a random feather in your path, as if placed just for you.

These are not accidents.
These are reminders that you are seen, you are guided and there is something more unfolding for you.

This year I turn 60. I’m not here to impress anyone. I was a champion. I was a villain. I had gold around my waist and an emptiness in my soul. And now? I just want peace. Everything else is noise.

I grew up in a place where love was scarce and fists were currency. I didn’t learn kindness—I learned survival.

By the age of thirteen, I had been arrested 38 times. By twenty, I became the youngest heavyweight world champion in history.

They called me “Iron Mike,” as if I wasn’t allowed to bleed.

I had money, fame, mansions, tigers, private planes… but I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t breathe.

The world saw knockouts. I saw ghosts.

At forty, I started asking better questions.

Not “how do I win?” but “why was I always at war?”

And the truth?

I wasn’t fighting my opponent. Something inside me was fighting—my fear, my father’s silence, my mother’s pain, my own shame.

Now, at 59, I chase nothing.

I grow mushrooms.
I embrace my pigeons.

I walk barefoot in the grass, and sometimes I cry for no reason.

Now I talk more about forgiveness than uppercuts.

I don’t need a belt. I don’t need the roar of a crowd. I just want to eat good fruit, speak the truth, and die knowing I broke the cycle.

If you want to know true greatness, it’s not dominance. It’s healing. It’s the moment you step away from what once destroyed you and decide you will no longer destroy others.

The most fearsome man in the world?

He became a gardener.

And maybe… that’s the real victory.

— Mike Tyson

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Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them

― Marcus Aurelius

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Angels are often disguised as friends, illuminating our path with guidance and support, and orchestrating events in alignment with a higher purpose.

        ~ Anita Markovska

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