<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-882549543295721716</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 04 Sep 2024 11:53:07 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>KRahmaan</title><description></description><link>http://krahmaan.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Krahmaan)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-882549543295721716.post-9222280006145694962</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 09:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T03:55:55.447-07:00</atom:updated><title>&quot;The K files&quot; - III</title><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There are times in our lives where we seem to be down and out, for a loss, or lacking.  And things just don&#39;t seem to be working out.  What do you do at times like these?  The bills are high, there&#39;s a problem with the car, and jobs just aren&#39;t hiring.  What could be the cure for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of and old story about a man, a mountain, and streets of gold.  This story begins when a lad by the name of Robert who all his life he aspired to find gold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It begins, at an early age where the boy would follow his father threw the mountains just beyond their home.  &quot;One day&quot;, said his father, &quot;You shall find the gold hidden in these mountains.&quot;  He would always follow his father searching for gold.  But they would only come out with small finds, and shifts of this metallic bundle of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all his life, the boy wanted to find this gold.  And so he searched just as his father had searched the mountains.  Over 40 years went by, and just after that long day he had just been in those same mountains he had inherited from his father.  His heart finally became distraught.  His vision, or childhood dream of finding his father&#39;s gold began to give in to the weight of the search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had never had a doubt in his mind that he couldn&#39;t find it.  For it was his joy in the search that made it a wondrous goal to achieve.  But now, the thrill had gone some how.  So later that day after he had his meal, tried settling down, as the sun began going down -he went and found his gun.  He picks up his Winchester to take aim at some cans, and bottles he just lined up by some ol&#39; rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ping!&quot; Goes one of the cans, &quot;Splash!&quot; the bottles!  With one bottle left, good ol&#39; Rob takes one last aim just to let out all his shames, stresses, and aggressions -misses!  Striking one of the big rocks protruding from underneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Woah, that&#39;s about the most shiniest piece of gold rock I&#39;ve ever seen.&quot;  Rob said, as the gold he&#39;d been searching for all these years had been buried right underneath his own house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this story, we find a guy who all his life searches for a treasure that had always been hidden right in front of him.  This -I must say, holds the key to the answer of many of our own problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;~Today&#39;s horoscope~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;div style=&quot;float: left; margin-left: 70px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;headlineStory&quot;&gt;Gemini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;August 10, 2009&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center.&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;You know how you&#39;ve been having the feeling lately that something big&lt;br /&gt;is coming along? Well, as usual, you&#39;re right. A group that you&#39;re quite&lt;br /&gt;active with is about to ask -- if not outright beg -- that you become more&lt;br /&gt;involved. A lot more involved. Does this mean the fun is over? Will you&lt;br /&gt;have to worry about things like organization, paperwork, and so on? Not&lt;br /&gt;hardly. Delegate, delegate, delegate. You&#39;re the ideas person. That&#39;s&lt;br /&gt;why they want you. Assemble your staff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;K. Rahmaan&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll be the first man to agree, truth is TRUTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://karimrahmaan.home.att.net/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s133/Kay0sK/mybanner.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;60&quot; width=&quot;357&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center.&gt;</description><link>http://krahmaan.blogspot.com/2009/08/k-files-iii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Krahmaan)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-882549543295721716.post-4363417503953433988</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2009 11:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-12T05:20:44.515-07:00</atom:updated><title>&quot;The K files&quot; - II</title><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There was a fire right by my house today and I heard about the families that now are homeless because of it.  I feel for them, and I have faith that they will be taken care of.  My street was like a public hot spot.  It almost looked like Venice Beach with all the cars and people out there trying to get a look at the damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most cars got redirected off the main street onto my block.  I was out side talking with a neighbor about what was going on.  As we watched the hoards of people flock by.  It got me to thinking of how grateful I am to have a place.  Where now so many people had lost their homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also thought about all the homeless people who I know lurk around on the fringe, up and down the alleyways and even sub-economies where people live underground.  I never  knew that such places existed.  Only on TV, but no these kinds of places are real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This all started me to really think deeply about how grateful I am that those houses that were on fire were not my own.  That I have a place to live and am not homeless like so many struggling in the streets of America.  That I have a roof over my head, clothes on my back, and food in my refrigerator to eat and abundance of water to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I have a car (Which so happens to be a Lexus) to drive when so often do you see people walking or riding the bus or a bike who don&#39;t have one.  I feel so grateful that I&#39;m just living, breathing the fresh air of this Earth, and have the opportunity to do great things.  Yes, as I now look upon my situation there is much to be grateful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel refreshed that since I&#39;ve made it this far, it seem as if there&#39;s nothing I can&#39;t do.  All the worry, self-doubt and finger-pointing is useless.  Only a projection of selfish and ungratefulness.  I see there&#39;s no time for complaints in a world that can be ripped away so suddenly.  My only choice is to do my best and continue to relish each day that comes is a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The money I make is a stepping stone, to the feelings I may get from using it to bring light to the lives of others and myself.  They say that people in the world can never find peace until they can find the present moment.  Because it is always changing, but so in lies who we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even feel grateful that I was able to communicate this!  As some people do not possess hands nor fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;~Today&#39;s horoscope~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;div style=&quot;float: left; margin-left: 70px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;headlineStory&quot;&gt;Virgo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;July 12, 2009&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center.&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;You&#39;re not the type of person who indulges in romantic fantasy -- not&lt;br /&gt;unless it&#39;s backed by what just might be an entirely possible truth. Well,&lt;br /&gt;you have the chance now to make a dream come true by paying&lt;br /&gt;attention to what your heart is telling you to do. Don&#39;t pass it up, but&lt;br /&gt;don&#39;t stretch that truth any farther than you know it can go, either. And&lt;br /&gt;do be prepared to wait. Unfortunately reality doesn&#39;t always happen as&lt;br /&gt;quickly as dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;K. Rahmaan&lt;br /&gt;Know, that this world is ruled by oligarchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://karimrahmaan.home.att.net/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s133/Kay0sK/mybanner.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;60&quot; width=&quot;357&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center.&gt;</description><link>http://krahmaan.blogspot.com/2009/07/k-files-ii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Krahmaan)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-882549543295721716.post-7656319907571142563</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 13:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-08T07:08:52.725-07:00</atom:updated><title>&quot;The K files&quot; - I</title><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today I&#39;m writing a section in my blog called &quot;The K files&quot;.  I chose this name because I think it will fit the content of my blog.  I was recently asked to create a elite section to list some of my ideas to share with the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t know why some seem to think I may possess some knack for posting good content.  So I just thought &quot;Well, what the hell?  Why not?&quot;  So this will be part one of The K files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 8th, 2009.  I find myself with a tough decision on my hands.  Should I attempt to uncover why most web based businesses fail, or should I reveal some the secrets why other sites and businesses thrive?  Caught in a web of cyberspace despair, I start to feel inclined to share my opinions on both.  Why most cyberspace businesses fail and hints to the secrets that make others thrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my first attempt to express why most fail, I look back to when I had little to no knowledge of web marketing.  The fact was that I had no knowledge of links, or how to build them, coding, or web trafficking.  Also, like many healthy entrepreneurs I lacked the ability to find new converting visitors to my site.  There were no scripts allowing for lead acquisition, nor were there any follow up systems set up in order to further promote my products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after many nights of research and tutelage, I found a few great web marketers who taught me their secrets.  I soon noticed how important it was to create relationships with the people whom I was targeting.  Not only could I create product especially for them, but I also had to be the number one user of this product.  I would have to be the one who needed it most!  Only then, could I even understand how the product could be of any use to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a simple book entitled, THE EVASIVE AMERICAN DREAM.  And threw constant reading and reviews of my new little audio book, I started to understand how it really could be useful to others.  The logic it contained actually helped others and I to rid ourselves from debt.  It also helped to cut my wasteful spending by 70%.  Thus, helping to save more money which to be used for future investments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These and other glimmers of financial wisdom, included into the book were not only acquired by researching knowledge of old finance, but also by putting this knowledge into modern practice!  The other side of it was testing it, and if I had a good enough product or not.  I knew what I had could be useful, which is pivotal in the success of marketing any product online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are some of the secrets to thriving sites and online business you might ask?  I can share two.  One most important, and one least.  You may think that it&#39;s a dynamic website with all the works and special graphics.  But no, in some cases content of a web page is over weighed by the actual product itself.  What&#39;s most important is that you have a good product.  Something that is of good use and that can be put to a good use.  Then people will convert!  All you need is some testimonies, to go with that or at least something to help create a buzz for your product.  This is all comes as a part of online advertising for a good product.  It must be realistic, simplistic, usable and also assessable by anyone.  Without this, the product is limited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another important factor is your online credibility.  Kind of like branding yourself.  To me this is not most important or as important, because of course no one has actually met you in person or the flesh.  They may know you from web presence.  But they don&#39;t know whether or not if you&#39;re actually a spam bot, a swindler, or if you may have actually saved or helped others&#39; lives by what you really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what you say and post around the web, must be in real context -I mean the real you!  Or no one will actually take you serious when you post your insights.  Although online credibility can be circumvented by many of the gadgets you can find floating around the web these days.  It never hurts to be you.  You may not know this, but the buying process runs a lot more smoothly when people can trust you.  We&#39;re all in this business to convert -right?  But shooting in the dark for fast results or a fast buck can only last us so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say be true to the words you type, have fun, and watch you business be true to you!  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;~Today&#39;s horoscope~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;div style=&quot;float: left; margin-left: 70px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;headlineStory&quot;&gt;Capricorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;June 08, 2009&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center.&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;You&#39;ll be a veritable fount of willpower now, and only too happy to get&lt;br /&gt;everything done that needs doing. You won&#39;t have to tackle it all by&lt;br /&gt;yourself, though. You&#39;ll have plenty of help, if you let your loved ones&lt;br /&gt;know what&#39;s in your mind and in your heart. You have more than&lt;br /&gt;enough enthusiasm to win anyone over to your side -- and a couple of&lt;br /&gt;favors to call in, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;K. Rahmaan&lt;br /&gt;As I&#39;ve said before.  Vision is all you&#39;ll need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://karimrahmaan.home.att.net/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s133/Kay0sK/mybanner.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;60&quot; width=&quot;357&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center.&gt;</description><link>http://krahmaan.blogspot.com/2009/06/k-files-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Krahmaan)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-882549543295721716.post-8126813822916441712</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 May 2009 22:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-09T17:01:28.726-07:00</atom:updated><title>Balance</title><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today I have only one thing to write about.  That one thing is balance.  You know, the good with the bad.  Have you ever noticed that no matter how good things are or how good things can get, something bad will always happen?  I don&#39;t know why or what it is, but every time things are smooth and everything&#39;s running fine, somehow a pothole still seems to find it&#39;s way into the road!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I&#39;ve spent over 12 years trying to master the art of sound, and sound production.  Music engineering seems to be an art that takes a lifetime to fully master.  While still there have been professional sound producers who have attended some of the fanciest schools around who still don&#39;t have it all figured out.  And will still need to hire, a good sound mastering engineer to finalize their pre-productions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, to know that all those years of schooling still don&#39;t prepare us for the years of hands on skill we must acquire to become a Mastering Professional.  I could slap my knee on that one!  It&#39;s true, take a look for yourself if you&#39;ve had any production experience or know of anyone who has worked with audio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mastering_engineer#Education_and_Experience&quot;&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mastering_engineer#Education_and_Experience&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s not all about what they teach you in the schools huh?  Takes a little expertise in the field too.  Believe me, I know because I&#39;ve been battling with this stuff for ever 12 years now.  And still, I&#39;m only almost to where I want to be.  If anyone was to tell you that they know everything about it, well that would be a sure sign that they know squat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve been at the point where everything sounded so good, I was up to like 6.2 digital, then just like that my computer goes down.  Dang-it!  Then after buying a brand new one, getting it set back up and loading back all my projects -boom!  That one goes down as well!  Like, man right when I think I&#39;m all good and gravy life wants to rock my world with something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did I do?  I upgraded, reinstalled &amp; went out to buy new stuff just so I could be back to where I was at least.  Glad to say that I&#39;m now back up and running again.  Just now with the stuff that I bought, I can get up to 7.1 true HD sound without having to tweak my equipment to emulate 7.1.  Now, I should be able to tweak it to like 10.2 emulated if I wanted.  So look out George Lucas because here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I tell you it always takes something bad to happen for something good to come along.  I&#39;m guessing that it&#39;s just mother nature balancing herself off.  First making me think I was being screwed around, just to actually make my way/life easier.  Yep, that&#39;s good old mother nature for ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to have balance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;~Today&#39;s horoscope~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;div style=&quot;float: left; margin-left: 70px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;headlineStory&quot;&gt;Libra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;May 09, 2009&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center.&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Today is the perfect day to get back in touch with your culinary skills, no&lt;br /&gt;matter how much of a novice you may be. Making meals for people you love&lt;br /&gt;is a great way to express your personality, exercise your creativity&lt;br /&gt;and explore new cultures. Plus, it&#39;s a great way to save money! Being in&lt;br /&gt;the kitchen will be relaxing, because you can let your mind wander as&lt;br /&gt;you concentrate on whipping up a delicious dinner or fabulous batch of&lt;br /&gt;chocolate chip cookies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;K. Rahmaan&lt;br /&gt;Vision is all you&#39;ll need, everything else will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://karimrahmaan.home.att.net/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s133/Kay0sK/mybanner.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;60&quot; width=&quot;357&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center.&gt;</description><link>http://krahmaan.blogspot.com/2009/05/balance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Krahmaan)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-882549543295721716.post-5498007407296568438</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Apr 2009 02:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-09T20:51:20.542-07:00</atom:updated><title>I can&#39;t believe it&#39;s not Blogger</title><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Have you ever had an idea to write a blog that at first sounded a little dumb?  Well I did, and I named it &quot;I can&#39;t believe it&#39;s not Blogger&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty stupid sounding huh?  That&#39;s just the downside to a blog, but what I want to do is attempt to post why Blogger can&#39;t be beat.  So this is why I like blogger so much, and for all you WordPress and other blog users out there (tough luck), this is why Blogger is best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off I don&#39;t really like all those other &#39;flashy&#39;, &#39;glitter bug&#39; blogs I see -now here.  You may like it, but I just think that all that &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;nonsensey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is utterly unnecessary.  Blogs are to share simple thoughts and ideas, so why direct people&#39;s attention away from the matter at hand?  I say a simple background, with some well thought out content is good for my taste.  Real thoughts to share, without all the attention seeking glamor that most people use these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With blogger it&#39;s true, you can get fancy if you want but the basic layout makes it a simple way to start blogging immediately!  I have another blog out-back at WordPress, but I must truthfully say they just lock you into using those &#39;glitter bug&#39; backgrounds.  Which I personally just don&#39;t like -you know logic when you hear it?  And what&#39;s up with their control center.  It&#39;s so damn hard to navigate the darn thing!  I get lost -not even the elephant could remember it&#39;s way.  I have much better to do with the rest of my day than get lost in a jungle of rust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also see these personal blogs people set up for themselves.  Illogical I say!  Who do they think they are?  Special per say?  Poppy Squawk -baaahh!  If they think that they can write a better blog with all that riffraff, they must be at a dysfunction.  Or have one -I speak.  Heck, I bet I could write a better blog with my thumbs chopped off!  And frankly, I could give a damn if nobody reads.  Hell, these jewels don&#39;t come cheap and lofty not too often!  My friends, I say drop a jewel and if someone picks it up well then my task is done.  Even the old book says not to caste pearls before swine -my good boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know every time I come across one of those so called &#39;high end&#39; fashionable blogs, I say to myself &quot;My, I can&#39;t believe it&#39;s not Blogger&quot; and give my tut.  Even if I was to spend my diamond time, I find nothing but low caliber dribble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mighty Jehovah!  What&#39;s the need to spend for such wasteful blogging when Blogger is and has always been free?  The web is termite hill of information, no need to make things harder!  And in light of this I must say, a penny saved is a penny earned.  In these disturbing times, one might be thought as disturbed.  Put on a snappiest vest, a write real thoughts.  Reason being why I say my sir Blogger is BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you can best my argument with other blogs, then I challenge you to.  But know I will pull no punches, and expect you to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;~Today&#39;s horoscope~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;div style=&quot;float: left; margin-left: 70px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;headlineStory&quot;&gt;Capricorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;April 09, 2009&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center.&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;There is no better way to win an argument than&lt;br /&gt;by arming yourself with facts. So in the&lt;br /&gt;course of your day today, meet each of your&lt;br /&gt;challenges by doing the research that&#39;s&lt;br /&gt;required. You can&#39;t be victorious unless you&lt;br /&gt;prove that you know what you&#39;re talking&lt;br /&gt;about. That worst thing you can do for&lt;br /&gt;yourself is to speak out when you&#39;re not&lt;br /&gt;completely sure what you are talking about.&lt;br /&gt;It will only lead to embarrassing situations.&lt;br /&gt;Put in the work you need to and you won&#39;t be&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;K. Rahmaan&lt;br /&gt;Vision is all you need, everything else will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://karimrahmaan.home.att.net/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s133/Kay0sK/mybanner.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;60&quot; width=&quot;357&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center.&gt;</description><link>http://krahmaan.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-believe-its-not-blogger.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Krahmaan)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-882549543295721716.post-3229069052034560034</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 02:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-01T20:03:37.240-08:00</atom:updated><title>My bowl of stew</title><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Do you like stew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figure everybody likes some type of stew or soup.  Chicken noodle, tomato, clam chowder, vegetable, meat and potatoes stew, bean soup, etc.  So I wonder if the type of soups or stews we like have anything to do with our characters?  Perhaps, or maybe not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I&#39;m thinking of making a special stew that possible gives a glimpse into my own character.  Let&#39;s call it KRahmaan&#39;s stew -if you will!  I want to start will the cleanest water I can find in these parts.  Why?  Because clean water is a sign of purity.  Not only for the body, but also for the mind.  Water so clear that it would be perfect for an infant to drink.  I don&#39;t live by any flowing streams so the local clear water that can be bought from the stores will do fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I would like to add a pinch of salt to my water as it warms to a boil.  I&#39;m not sure why, but most recipes call for you to add a pinch of salt.  I think it&#39;s to add to the flavor of the overall stew.  This salt to me signifies a beginning of a masterful dish that is soon to form out of nothingness.  Kind of like the first step on a journey to quench thirst of one&#39;s goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onward, once my water starts to boil I&#39;d like to add some rice.  Long grain white rice.  Not because that&#39;s my favorite rice, because even brown rice would do.  I could even add some rice from a far off country like India, China or Pakistan.  This rice once added will start what I call &#39;a scientific process of evolution&#39; because it will react with the water as well as the pinch of salt I added.  Some may ask..  Well how is it science and evolution?  It&#39;s that because the rice now has or will start to expand as it cooks.  It will puff up threw the cooking process to become its full expression to fill my gut.  Thus, giving me all the necessary nourishment that uncooked rice could not offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, let&#39;s add some mixed vegetables shall we?  My mix will include carrots, peas, corn, Lima beans, sting beans, and broccoli.  I like to use these because they are always fresh even if canned or frozen and of course if they are chopped fresh.  I don&#39;t like to spend too much on extravagances making my dishes, just as long as they taste good in the end.  Ooops!  These will actually be boiled in a separate pot, because adding these too soon would be a conflict of interests!  Ha, now that that&#39;s done the rice should be boiling and now it&#39;s time to simmer and add a cover to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing that I&#39;ll be adding will be black pepper to my veggies!  It already has salt so pepper will give it a nice and bold flavor.  I see this adding pepper as one willing to take chances in one&#39;s life.  Because if we never take chances in our lives we make little advances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the veggies are boiling and the rice simmering, time to get a different pot of fiber and protein enriched beans going.  I like vegetarian beans, as pork and beans work well too.  These are best canned, and should be cooked with speed.  More pepper please!  For some reason, to me it just brings out more flavor.  These beans are rugged and can endure a very high flame just as long as you keep an eye on them, and constantly stir not to let them burn.  I believe a man&#39;s character should be gentle like a gentlemen of Great Britain, but also as rugged as a Texan cowboy.  For then he can be well rounded and more capable of standing up for a ladies honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one more ingredient that I feel must be added before my stew will be finished.  And it will be added to my boiling veggies.  I&#39;ve traveled to the far East to find this (not really, for it can be found at your corner store).  It represents a sense of &#39;calm&#39; that is needed in one&#39;s life.  To feel at ease is not always easy to attain in this life of &#39;trials and tribulations&#39; that we endure.  But I feel with practice of finding time to relax, we can find our place of calm every once in a while.  This ingredient is called Teriyaki -but I only use a few drops!  I never overdue anything for it would spoil my stew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that my beans are all cooked, the veggies have almost boiled out the water, and the rice is all puffed up, now it&#39;s time to kill their flames.  First I&#39;ll add the veggies to my rice, then stir.  Sometimes the beans need more time to cook, so I&#39;ll make sure that they turn out to a healthy and tick consistency.  Letting me know they are done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty then, now it&#39;s time to combine!  And there you have it, my stew is all prepared.  Adding a side of toast with some butter will make a fine and tasty meal.  My bowl of stew is complete to comfort my mind, body, and soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;~Today&#39;s horoscope~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;div style=&quot;float: left; margin-left: 70px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;headlineStory&quot;&gt;Libra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;March 01, 2009&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center.&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;You might not have all the knowledge in the world,&lt;br /&gt;but you have a lot of heart -- and that will count for&lt;br /&gt;a lot today. By using your kindness and compassion&lt;br /&gt;to make stronger friendships with people, you&#39;ll be&lt;br /&gt;able to utilize their skills to get closer to what you&lt;br /&gt;want. Don&#39;t think of it as using someone, because&lt;br /&gt;you&#39;re not. It&#39;s perfectly acceptable to align yourself&lt;br /&gt;with people who add value to your life. After all,&lt;br /&gt;they choose to have you in their life because you&lt;br /&gt;add so much, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;K. Rahmaan&lt;br /&gt;Life is what we make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://karimrahmaan.home.att.net/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s133/Kay0sK/mybanner.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;357&quot; height=&quot;60&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center.&gt;</description><link>http://krahmaan.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-bowl-of-stew.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Krahmaan)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-882549543295721716.post-6692503631433848127</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Feb 2009 06:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-01T20:10:36.128-08:00</atom:updated><title>What does love got to do with it?</title><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Quite a day I had earlier today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and it seemed colder outside than usual.  Brrrr, I swore I could see my breath with every exhale.  So as usual I started my day, threw some coffee on the stove top and hopped in the bathroom to freshen up.  &quot;Knock, knock!&quot;  I knew I heard someone knocking at my door but now already preoccupied I can&#39;t come to the door.  But they know I&#39;m here, because of the music in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Knock, knock!&quot;  There it is again.  So I hurry to see who it is, half naked.  Just to see that they&#39;ve already left.  Just great! So back to my business.  OK, all fresh now.  My pot of coffee is ready to go and I notice that I have new messages on my answering machine.  I wonder who in the hell this could be?  Hopefully not more of these recorded telemarketing messages that have been constantly calling me these days.  Makes me just want to rip the phone out the sockets forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Four new messages&quot;.  One is from my mother, looks like someone else in the family has just died.  Too bad, but for some reason.  Today I just don&#39;t want to feel sad.  Just a few days back, I almost lost my dad.  My uncle just passed away, but he never kept himself healthy anyway.  He always ate whatever, and never cared about his diet.  Plus he was very old so I guess he&#39;s finally at peace.  I know that he died content for he always did what he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another message is from a friend, &quot;Hey buddy, I was knocking at your door earlier!&quot;  &quot;Give me a call when you&#39;re available -later.&quot;  So that&#39;s who was knocking at my door, good old buddy Jay from way back.  Hadn&#39;t spoke to him in a long old time.  My old sparing partner, we used to spar in our prime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third message was came from the district.  You gotta love those people, &quot;Mr. Rahmaan, we are contacting you in regards to your problems...&quot;  Give me a break, I can&#39;t stand when they think they&#39;ll be able to solve them.  I thought I already told that guy I&#39;d call back on Monday, and here he is calling me Friday -three days too early.  Good thing I missed the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last message was from my good buddy V.  But I&#39;ll call him later because all he does is like to talk my ear off.  Now on my way, leaving the house is like entering into another realm.  I should be feeling down, but for some reason today I feel like I&#39;ll be calling all the shots.  First trip is to my mailbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing there, but the rent is due.  There goes another 25bucks!  Shucks, oh well on to Best Buy time to get some more supplies!  I&#39;m in the media business so Best Buy has exactly what I need, plus the pretty girls there are always willing to help my spree.  But today they seem extra specially nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it&#39;s because women just have that sixth sense, and they know I&#39;m hiding my pain.  But still the same, I continue to just be me.  But still they&#39;re all nicer today, and I must say they&#39;re all seeming to just be surrounding me.  So now I wait, this line isn&#39;t too great but look a new register is opening and there&#39;s another girl there even more beautiful than the rest -oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So exotic, even kind of erotic it seems like one of those moments in time that just last.  Now having all my needed supplies, it&#39;s time to say goodbye.  The most important runs are done now, so time to head back to the lab and continue my project.  But not just yet it is time to eat again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;In and Out, that&#39;s what a hamburger&#39;s all about!&quot; Yep, I&#39;ve got this hanker for some In and Out.  Should I drive threw?  No, I think I&#39;ll just walk-in-and-out.  Wow, baM, Hubba hubba!  You mean to tell me there are mostly only girls working this shift?  And most of the customers here are women too, exotic ones at that!  Today seems very odd, but I must say a hungry man is unhappy man on the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I place my order and sit down to wait, a few minutes barely go by and there&#39;s my plate!  And who is it there who hands me my order?  Well just about the most prettiest girl out of the whole bunch.  I say &quot;Thank you ma&#39;am, and no ketchup please.&quot;  Smile, then I&#39;m on my way.  I forgot to stop by the post office on my earlier runs, so after exiting the furlough I drop by.  And there it happens again, more candy for my eye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl, who I just could have fell in love with.  About 5&#39;2, the perfect height and just the right size.  Long flowing hair, &amp;amp; think lovely thighs.  Oh my!  &quot;Hello miss&quot;.  What a lovely day, to just have had a &#39;real&#39; loved one to just pass away.  All the women that I encountered this day, I&#39;ll probably never see again.  Man, but was I really in love just fantasizing on the possibilities -I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was just one of those rare and odd type of days.  Who knows, maybe there&#39;s something out that has more love for a guy like me then I could imagine.  Maybe a guardian angel, maybe even better than that?  I figure mother earth, she&#39;s got my back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;~Today&#39;s horoscope~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;div style=&quot;float: left; margin-left: 70px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;headlineStory&quot;&gt;Scorpio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;February 01, 2009&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center.&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Greediness isn&#39;t just about money -- people can&lt;br /&gt;be greedy about time, too. And it is just as&lt;br /&gt;negative. So if you feel like someone is&lt;br /&gt;demanding too much of yours, it&#39;s perfectly fine&lt;br /&gt;to say something to them about it. Make it clear&lt;br /&gt;that while you enjoy spending time with them,&lt;br /&gt;you have your own life to lead. Too many people&lt;br /&gt;tie their identity to the identity of someone else,&lt;br /&gt;and you shouldn&#39;t encourage that. You&#39;re your&lt;br /&gt;own person, and they should be, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;K. Rahmaan&lt;br /&gt;You can only control how you see today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://karimrahmaan.home.att.net/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s133/Kay0sK/mybanner.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;357&quot; height=&quot;60&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center.&gt;</description><link>http://krahmaan.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-does-love-got-to-do-with-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Krahmaan)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-882549543295721716.post-760972329627381150</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Jan 2009 04:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-04T19:42:31.851-08:00</atom:updated><title>Follow your dreams</title><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It&#39;s 8:30 p.m. today on this 3rd day of January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s the new year and I&#39;m happy to have made it threw another glorious year!  In my neighborhood it&#39;s the same thing every year.  Bazookas blasting off at sound of 12:00 a.m.  The rebels are firing shots into the air.   While the local officials close in on the drunken rebels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunken women run about naked in the streets.  Bearing breasts shouting at men in carriages.  I was at the local bar waiting in the long line for my beer.  But hey, it&#39;s the new years -well worth the wait.  The girls run into the bar screaming, &quot;Happy new years!&quot;  Still bubbly, bouncing warm bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just stand there looking in awe, that this still goes on in my neighborhood.  Yeeh haaw!  This is bringing me cheer.  I guess it been a good year -I&#39;m still here today.  Drink my beer and now I&#39;m on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the countryside just west.  To my homestead where my wife rests.  To my surprise, she stands there waiting for me after a long day.   Kisses me on the cheek and then says,  &quot;Honey, I&#39;m glad you&#39;re home.&quot;  And I say well why?  Why wouldn&#39;t I be home?  She says because she heard gunshots and big bangs while I was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which gets me to thinking.  By golly man, all the noise was kind of ritualistic to me.  But I could have just got blown away.  Or mistaken by the local officials, or taken for a stay.  Maybe even tried for a crime I didn&#39;t commit.  In a dark way and shallow.  Then tied hooked to a noose, secured firmly to the gallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I tell my wife.  &quot;Julia, if I were to ever be killed or taken away.  Just remember that I loved you and always will.  That most likely it wasn&#39;t the rebels, but most likely the sheriff who had it in for me&quot; -I&#39;d exclaim.  And that is just the way it is when they consider you a rebel.  Or any man who endeavors to follow his own dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;~Today&#39;s horoscope~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;div style=&quot;float: left; margin-left: 70px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;headlineStory&quot;&gt;Taurus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;January 03, 2009&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;textBodyBlack&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center.&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;You don&#39;t have to prove yourself to anyone, so if&lt;br /&gt;someone is putting pressure on you to hurry up&lt;br /&gt;right now, tell them to mind their own business.&lt;br /&gt;You know what is best for you right now, and you&lt;br /&gt;just have to keep doing it -- at your own pace!&lt;br /&gt;Some people are always in a hurry and they have&lt;br /&gt;a distorted sense of deadlines. So just take your&lt;br /&gt;time and appreciate the smaller things in life.&lt;br /&gt;Those mountains that you want to climb aren&#39;t&lt;br /&gt;going anywhere anytime soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;K. Rahmaan&lt;br /&gt;Have you forgotten your childhood dreams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://karimrahmaan.home.att.net/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s133/Kay0sK/mybanner.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;357&quot; height=&quot;60&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://krahmaan.blogspot.com/2009/01/follow-your-dreams.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Krahmaan)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-882549543295721716.post-3855884270770272642</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Dec 2008 07:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-04T19:41:14.784-08:00</atom:updated><title>Is network marketing a scam?</title><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&#39;ve been hearing a lot of talk surrounding network marketing calling it &#39;a big scam&#39;.  But is that true?  Network marketing is supposed to be a legitimate business where you pull associates into your leg of the business.  Most times the company only requires you to pull in three to five people.  Then all those people are required to do is pull in three of their own.  Sounds simple enough, so why is it always being called a pyramid scheme or a scam?  I think that the answer is a simple one.  And that answer is that some really are!  Some are legitimate businesses and some are conducting unethical business and/or are scamming people out of there money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many others out there, I&#39;ve had my share of network marketing companies.  Going to training seminars and listening to many online and telephone conference calls.  And what for?  Just a little motivation to keep me thinking that one day I may strike it rich.  I learned that there are some companies that are just taking advantage of its associates.  There is a site I found called MLM.com.  At this site there is a Company Directory that lists just about every Muti-Level Marketing Company out there (unless they&#39;re relatively new).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a good thing because on this list you mostly likely will find the company that you&#39;re currently working with.  In the final row of each listing there is something called DSA approval.  The Direct Selling Association (DSA) keeps track of what companies have a good codes of ethics, and have not misled their customers or affiliates.  You must remember that in most network marketing opportunities the &#39;affiliate&#39; has to buy product to start.  So the &#39;affiliates&#39; are indeed customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the MLM.com site, it lists if a network marketing company is approved or not approved by the DSA.  This my friends is a very important thing in checking to see if the company that you&#39;re now with is legit or a scam (a pyramid scheme).  Some companies will say NO, on DSA approvals.  Others will say YES.  The ones that say YES are approved by the standards of the DSA, and enjoin having &#39;good codes of ethics&#39; towards their members.  Or YES meaning that they ARE legit companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the company does not say yes, then it either has not been rated or it will say NO because it is most likely a &#39;pyramid scheme&#39;.  (Some companies are relatively new, so you may want to click to their site and read the &#39;About Us&#39; or the &#39;Company History&#39; to find out how long the company has been around.  If they&#39;ve been around for over two years and they still have not been approved by the DSA, then you can bet your hard earned dollar that mostly likely it&#39;s a scam.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a informating booklet on things like Network Marketing secrets and other things of the such.  Not until just recently, did I go back to re-write my tip book into e-book form.  Then I thought well why not turn this exciting little information tool into an audio format, so people wouldn&#39;t have to only read it.  They could load the audio mp3 files into a portable mp3 player and listen on the go.  Or they could create a play-list in the comforts of their own home like I do, and read the PDF of the book and take a little adventure threw the little secrets it holds while listening to the audio files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t know, but with all the new gadgets and gizmos they&#39;re coming out with these days to help make things easier, someone might just find some ideas from my book to create something really spectacular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mlm.com/&quot;&gt;http://www.mlm.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dsa.org/ethics/&quot;&gt;http://www.dsa.org/ethics/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;K. Rahmaan&lt;br /&gt;Have you forgotten your childhood dreams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://karimrahmaan.home.att.net/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s133/Kay0sK/mybanner.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;60&quot; width=&quot;357&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://krahmaan.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-network-marketing-scam.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Krahmaan)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-882549543295721716.post-1182313718247292656</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Oct 2008 07:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-04T19:40:39.026-08:00</atom:updated><title>Don&#39;t Give Up</title><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&#39;m gonna just be upfront with everyone here at my blog, I am trying to market a new audio e-book I just created. I call it &lt;strong&gt;The Evasive American Dream&lt;/strong&gt;. I just saw on the news tonight this story about a man who killed his wife, his children, his mother-in-law and then himself stressing over a financial crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sickens me to the least. I know a lot of people are already talking about it, and some probably have been too busy to even have heard the news yet. They&#39;ll probably hear about it on a rebroadcast of the news or from a friend. I&#39;ve never been a one to believe in everything I hear on the news or what I read in articles. I&#39;m very critical and skeptical about any source and all sources. But all this made me sad, and it also made me think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are many people out there selling information on solving debt, making money and positive thinking. Much of what we as Americans need today in this over stressed environment. But most of the information requires you to buy additional information to cover questions we may have on the initial information. Kind of like, if it&#39;s some good information then they&#39;ll only give us bits and pieces that will keep us coming back for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I wrote my e-book I had the idea that I could write something from the stand point of someone who has been threw the type of stress that could drive others crazy. So I figured why not share this information? Of course this society doesn&#39;t give us too much of a luxury to just give away secrets that we may find or experience. But I&#39;ve thought, why not just charge people the worth of the time I spent revising my e-book into an audio technology form? And then not charge people for what the priceless information may bring to them latter? Why not give them more for basically pennies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that&#39;s what I&#39;ve done. I don&#39;t want to lie to anyone here now, especially threw these hard and stressful times. I actually wrote this book 2 years earlier, but I kind of just let it sit on the back burner on a shelf and forgot about it. Until recently, I knew that the information it contained could really be helpful to people now. With this about a man being so stressed that he could snap and take the life of another, and then his own is why I write this blog. I know now that maybe this information I have to share could just do some good to prevent giving up on one&#39;s self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I named this blog &quot;Don&#39;t Give Up&quot; because I wanted to say from my heart that no matter how hard I&#39;ve ever had it threw my own life there is always a light at the end of the tunnel. My step-brother used to always tell me, &quot;You gotta thank POSITIVE, you just gotta thank positive!&quot; Meaning &quot;&lt;em&gt;Think Positive&lt;/em&gt;&quot; no matter what hand you may be dealt, nor when circumstances may seem unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wanted to share this good advice with anyone on the web who may stumble onto my blog, this message to &quot;Think Positive&quot;. Threw all these hard and stressful times, at least to try and think positive. Please, whatever you choose to do -don&#39;t give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Rahmaan&lt;br /&gt;Have you forgotten your childhood dreams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://karimrahmaan.home.att.net/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;60&quot; src=&quot;http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s133/Kay0sK/mybanner.gif&quot; width=&quot;357&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://krahmaan.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-give-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Krahmaan)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-882549543295721716.post-1688614813532094412</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Sep 2008 03:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-04T19:38:38.953-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Broken Home</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time there lived a boy who grew up in a broken home.  Just like all the other broken homes out there, the boy was faced with a deep confusion of why deep inside himself he felt so unhappy.  But he wasn&#39;t alone, for he did have a little sister, a mommy and a daddy.  But everyday he would wake up to see his mommy and daddy fighting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;After each fight, daddy would storm off and stay away for weeks at a time.  One fight, mommy even tried hit daddy with a metal poll and threw rocks at him.  The boy couldn&#39;t believe his eyes because mommy and daddy always told the boy not to fight with his sister.  So the boy walked around with this chip on his shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;He&#39;d go off to school and everything would be OK.  He did well in school, and even got good grades.  But every time he got picked on by someone at the school the boy would lose it.  Time and time again he would get sent to the principal&#39;s office for fighting.  Not just tousling and wrestling, but actual fist fights where blood would be involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;The kids all started to say, &quot;don&#39;t mess with that boy, he&#39;s going to cry and then get really angry -and then he&#39;s going to hurt you bad.&quot;  Some of the teachers tried to sit the boy down and talk to him, but the same thing always happened.  He would stop crying, calm down and be OK again.  But all that needed to happen was for him to be picked on again, and once again he would lose it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;One day there was one of those kids who had been held back a few grades and was older than all the rest of the kids.  All the kids in the school were afraid of the guy because he was a lot bigger than the rest.  Even the boy tried to avoid him.  But one day the guy decided to hassle our troubled boy.  A fight broke out!  All of the kids and the teacher of the class were trying to hold on to the boy.  Teacher scrammed, &quot;You better run home now, before he starts crying!&quot;  So the older boy ran off campus and headed threw the park.  But the boy say him and at that point broke away from all the students and his favorite teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;The boy ran as fast as he could with tears in his eyes shouting, &quot;You just couldn&#39;t leave me alone!  Could you?&quot;  And he caught up with the older boy who harassed him then started pounding him until his nose bleed.  His baby sister caught up to the fight and screamed, &quot;Not again!  Why did you have to make him bleed?  I know he&#39;s bigger than you, but you&#39;re stronger.  Why did you do it again?&quot;  So the boy stopped, and the older kid ran home crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;So now the principal of the school got worried telling the parents, &quot;We suspended him for fighting, we&#39;ve tried paddling him and nothing works.  You&#39;re gonna have to do something or he&#39;s going to have to find another school.&quot;  So the parents told the boy, &quot;The principal and teacher knows that you only fought because that boy has picked on just about everyone in the school.  But you can just go off like that and hurt him so badly.  We&#39;ve only taught you to defend yourself, not to go off in this way!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;The boy knew that he couldn&#39;t get into any more fights or he wouldn&#39;t be able to go to his school and be with all his friends anymore.  So he did not know what else to do.  So the boy ran away crying thinking he did nothing wrong, and thinking that everybody must hate him because he never bothers anybody but still gets in trouble.  So he left the school that day, went under an overpass and just cried.  His teacher knew he had ran off.  It so happened to be lunch time and she came after him.  So she found the boy and took him to Mc Donald&#39;s to try and cheer him up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;It worked, the boy was so happy that his teacher cared.  But she told the boy if anyone hurt him to tell a teacher and try not to fight back if teachers were around.  So he agreed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;The moral of this story was that of a broken home.  The boys parents had been going threw a divorce since before he was born.  Thus the fights and arguments.  They only stayed together because of he being in the womb at the time.  But after his birth, the parents decided to go threw with the divorce.  So the boy not knowing any of this thought he was the reason why his parents never stopped fighting.  He also carried with him this feeling of sadness and anger that he could not understand at his age being only a 3rd grader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;I hope people reading this can see how great the importance of a child having both parents really is.  If it took two to create the child then it should take two to raise it.  Because of the psychological effect it could have for the child to see it&#39;s parents not getting along as man and wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;This was based on a true story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;______________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;KRahmaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;Have you forgotten your childhood dreams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://karimrahmaan.home.att.net/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s133/Kay0sK/mybanner.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;357&quot; height=&quot;60&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://krahmaan.blogspot.com/2008/09/broken-home.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Krahmaan)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-882549543295721716.post-8575527515541684313</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Sep 2008 01:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-04T19:35:48.898-08:00</atom:updated><title>Why you should never marry</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For many years now I&#39;ve been having these same dreams. Dreams where I&#39;m married, have kids, a house, nice cars and enough money to never have to worry.  Just last night a dream recurred.  But this time it was a little different than the others.  This time it had a message that sent a chill up my spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you can say I keep having dreams about the good old American Dream if you will.  In this particular dream I was with this woman presumably my wife and our child.  We were sitting on a ledge talking.  My wife being so caring was warning me not to look over the edge of the ledge because I guess she didn&#39;t want me to fall.  Of course dream can get strange, and most people don&#39;t really think dreams mean anything.  But in the dream I looked over the edge anyhow.  When I looked over I saw a wooden floor with holes in it, as if someone was reconstructing the floor to make it safe.  I said to my wife, &quot;It looks like they&#39;re doing some reconstruction down there.  It&#39;s not that far down maybe I should jump down to make sure it&#39;s safe if we ever decide to walk on that particular floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife said no.  She told me to look to my right and I did.  There I saw a big opening to who knows where.  &quot;Wow!&quot;  I said, &quot;That looks dangerous, take Manna back in side and don&#39;t let her get close to the edge.  She did and then she came back.  I lovingly looked into her eyes and tried to take her hand to tell her how I felt about her.  Then suddenly she abruptly took a step back, then turned her head and walked away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this dream sounds strange, as if you&#39;ve never had strange dreams yourself.  But I woke up with this eerie feeling.   I know that it was only a dream, but I thought &quot;Now why would my wife act like she loves me so, only to play with my emotions and totally blow me off like that?&quot;  Now mind you, I&#39;ve never been married but I have been deeply in love before.  So I started to reevaluate what my desires truly are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still desire to marry and produce children, but now I wonder is it worth it?  I started to think about all the people I know who were, or got married.  First, I thought about my own mother and father -they got divorced. I even had a friend who got married and now he never has time to pursue his childhood dreams.  I also thought about two neighbors I knew who were once married, but their spouses committed adultery on them, and ever since that happened they&#39;ve never been the same.  Now always trying to find a way to create a kind of relationship with their children that a broken household can not create.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all these thoughts crashed my brain and I started to wonder, &quot;Marriage, is it really worth it?  Is it really worth the pain should something go direly wrong?&quot;  Then, I started to think of reasons why I shouldn&#39;t get married.  And I made a list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)   If I get married and create a fortune my wife could commit adultery, divorce me for               half my fortune and spend it with some other man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)    If I have a divorce, how would that impact my children?  It could destroy them, and their       lives.  Their minds being so fragile at such a young age, they could end up in such a great               depression or worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)    What about child support and alimony?  My ex-wife could make me out to be the worst       husband to the courts (a deadbeat) just out of spite, and create some sort of custody battle that could drag on for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)   What if my wife only married me for the money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)   How do I know my wife won&#39;t cheat on me?  She could get away with it for years with a       younger man, and I would never find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)   Marriage in most religions states that if two people marry, then it should be &#39;Till death do       they part&#39;.  I know now this is mainly for the children, to keep their minds safe and not to toy           with their fragile emotions. If ones were to divorce because of infidelity, they should       never remarry.  Neither the man nor the woman -for the sake of the kids until they&#39;re               grown.  They should still act as if man and wife so that the children can grow up having both           parents, and become more mentally and emotionally stable.  So am I ready to step up to THE           plate and handle this kind of challenge?  I&#39;m I really ready, I&#39;m I really prepared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)   Phew, that&#39;s really a lot and I wonder if people who marry are just jumping into it without           thinking all this over? I wonder is that why we have so many cases of these broken homes, bad                   marriages, cases of infidelity and even murder out of jealously or money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know all this may sound like I&#39;m looking at marriage negatively.  That being possible, I&#39;m also looking at it realistically as well.  The truth always hurts, but it also fashions us to want to do better.  So no since in always running away from it.  What good will that do?  Just prolonging the inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my new blog titled &quot;Why you should never marry&quot;.  I&#39;m not telling anyone not to, just listing reasons why not to.  With all that said, I can only find one thing wrong it.  That being I still want to experience fatherhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KRahmaan&lt;br&gt;Have you forgotten your childhood dreams?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://karimrahmaan.home.att.net/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s133/Kay0sK/mybanner.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;60&quot; width=&quot;357&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://krahmaan.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-you-should-never-marry.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Krahmaan)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-882549543295721716.post-223305127644599891</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 11:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-04T19:34:45.520-08:00</atom:updated><title>Bad Influences</title><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;Have you ever ran with the wrong crowd?  I mean, ever hung out with someone or a group of people who were bad, got into lots of trouble or were just plain negative?  Well I know I have.  I guess it&#39;s just my kind nature to not want to judge people even if they&#39;re bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago, most of my friends were &quot;tough guys&quot;.  I mean, some of these guys were pretty big.  Me myself being tall and mid weight didn&#39;t compare to their size.  But we always seemed to get along.  I wasn&#39;t much for wanting to be the leader of the crew, but when times got rough I could hold my own.  There had been a few times when my &quot;buddies&quot; got drunk I would have to show my rougher side.  They were always amazed that I could pick them up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figure there are many of us who have ran with the wrong crowd.  Then when (if) we matured, we wanted to hang around those who were willing to do more with their lives.  That&#39;s how it went for me at least.  There came a time where I left virtually all my bad acquaintances.  And only associated with friends who were taking care of business, or showed true steps towards being a positive influences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some how today, even after I&#39;ve left all my old friends, there are still others who seem to have a bad influence on me.  Like one of my neighbors for instance.  Of course I live here, so it&#39;s almost impossible to ignore someone that close, and it&#39;s never good to not at least try and be neighborly to others.  But to be flat out truthful, the guy is too negative.  I can&#39;t say he&#39;s the ultimate bad influence, but man sometime this guy gets to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to talk bad about him, but his negativity I see it as bad company.  No I won&#39;t say it&#39;s all the time, more or less done at the wrong times.  He&#39;ll go on complaining about what he really wants.  Like a good relationship, or to find the purpose in his life.  And one day I saw him out front talking to a lovely looking lady.  They were out there for hours on his front porch talking.  Then the next day he&#39;ll ran out of his house just to tell me of this wonderful woman that came over, he said she cooked for him and everything.  Then all the sudden he&#39;ll go back to complaining that he still hasn&#39;t found what he&#39;s been looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m like man gee whiz!  What you were looking for was right in front of you last night!  What the hell are you complaining for?  I won&#39;t him that, but I&#39;m standing there thinking all this.  And that&#39;s not the only time this has happened.  There have been other times, with different scenarios as well.  I see all this complaining as pure negativity.  You just can&#39;t be that lucky to sit there and not know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;KRahmaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;&quot;&gt;Have you forgotten your childhood dreams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://karimrahmaan.home.att.net/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s133/Kay0sK/mybanner.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;60&quot; width=&quot;357&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://krahmaan.blogspot.com/2008/09/bad-influences.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Krahmaan)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-882549543295721716.post-2265694604401128996</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Sep 2008 08:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-04T19:33:43.102-08:00</atom:updated><title>The American Dream</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is KRahmaan.  In this blog I wanted to discuss a topic that seems to evade most of us.  The Evasive American Dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their vision of the American Dream.  Whether it&#39;s the classic example of a nice car, a house with a white picket fence and two children we all have our own vision of the American dream.  So what&#39;s your vision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My vision of the American Dream is a life without debt, and to create a system which I can pass down to my children.  So they will never have to be deep in debt or strive to rid themselves of it.  Even never incur too much of it.  That is my ultimate vision of the American Dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live a life where I&#39;m free to take a vacation when ever I want to, go where ever I want to go and never have to worry.  Especially about money.  Now I know many of you may think, &quot;Wow, well that&#39;s almost impossible to do!  Everyone worries about money, and everyone has some debt.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well people, I&#39;m glad to say that not every has debt.  I can truthfully say that I have rid myself of all debt.  No, it wasn&#39;t easy and no I haven&#39;t took some &#39;get-out-of-debt&#39; seminar to do it.  What I did, was a technique so old that it has been long forgotten by many of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when we speak of the American Dream, not having debt is only one of the things we all are striving to accomplish.  But there are even rich people out there who even though are successful, are still not happy.  Does happiness have anything to do with this Evasive American Dream?  I think so.  So does that mean that even after we&#39;ve accomplished out money goals if were still not happy then we still haven&#39;t attained the true American Dream?  That&#39;s the question I&#39;m attempting to decipher here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us take some examples here.  One good example was the life of Anna Nicole Smith.  Among others she had all the money she needed to be considered have attaining the American Dream.  But was she happy in life?  I know I read about her addiction to some drugs and she was a drinker.  So I&#39;m betting that in some areas of her life, she wasn&#39;t happy.  So what happened?  Why would such a beautiful woman with mass wealth and beauty still not be happy in life?  I know there many people with lots of money who for some reason don&#39;t find happiness in life.  Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could take many different examples of this same nature, but the reason why I took here was because she was the most recent example that was very similar to many others in the past.  Even very similar to people who are still alive and kicking today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that there is more to just having money.  Don&#39;t get me wrong, money does pay the bills and finances the better things in life.  For without it, who could survive?  But something seem to direly be missing in so many people&#39;s lives that even makes the American Dream evade the wealthy.  Thus, the reason I&#39;ve created this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think threw my research, I&#39;ve found the answer.  I&#39;ve placed this knowledge in a e-book.  But maybe there are readers out there on the web who may already know this answer?  Anyone gander to decipher this puzzling question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;KRahmaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you forgotten your childhood dreams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://karimrahmaan.home.att.net/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s133/Kay0sK/mybanner.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;60&quot; width=&quot;357&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://krahmaan.blogspot.com/2008/09/hi-my-name-is-krahmaan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Krahmaan)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-882549543295721716.post-7526458810528159159</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 13:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-11T04:51:02.839-07:00</atom:updated><title>KRahmaan is coming...</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times new roman;&quot;&gt;KRahmaan is coming...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;PREPARE YOURSELF.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://krahmaan.blogspot.com/2008/06/krahmaan-is-coming.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Krahmaan)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>