Where do I stand? by H.-J. John
Are you sick? Do you feel discriminated against and abandoned by fate? Sit down. Make a list of all those who are worse off and who suffer more. If that does not help, make a…
Are you sick? Do you feel discriminated against and abandoned by fate? Sit down. Make a list of all those who are worse off and who suffer more. If that does not help, make a…
Every moment is precious. Start with the first minute after waking. Count the 60 seconds, by following the hand of your watch or clock radio. The joy and fulfillment, every moment can bring us. You…
Wake up and get up. What will distinguish this day from any of your other days? Make it unique! It is your day. Photograph it; let music, good deeds, love and sunshine in your heart…
Once upon a time… …in a faraway land, there lived a girl, as beautiful as the first ray of sun after a long, cold night. She was as good as she was beautiful. Any bad…
Once upon a time, there lived a rich man who owned twelve horses. But surely one horse is enough to go riding? Why did he need twelve? It’s just the way it was. Over the…
I: Mr Assange A: Julian, please… I: Julian, what does the future hold for you? A: We’ll have to wait and see. We always thought that the conditions circumscribing our work would become tougher and…
نعمة الميلاد أنا أعيش في العالم الغربي اليوم. و لقد فكرت كثيراً في نعمة مولدي. ماذا لو أنني كنت ولدت في أحد منازل الفقراء في أفريقيا؟ ماذا لو لم أكن أعيش اليوم بل كنت أعيش منذ بضعة…
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First chapter It was in the year 1960. That isn´t important but it is one of the facts of the now following story. On an ordinary day in the aforementioned year in the morning at…