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type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766157803328255853/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Wretha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941116263529261885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-V3RtVSZL8g/SDfLGN9mfXI/AAAAAAAAASs/MaIwnIsqJmI/S220/wretha1.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link 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/><title>Faith</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/feeds/8924122102344444650/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/2012/01/faith.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766157803328255853/posts/default/8924122102344444650?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766157803328255853/posts/default/8924122102344444650?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsThatGoBumpInTheNight/~3/mcTwU37Q8zI/faith.html" title="Faith" /><author><name>Wretha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941116263529261885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-V3RtVSZL8g/SDfLGN9mfXI/AAAAAAAAASs/MaIwnIsqJmI/S220/wretha1.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">It's funny, for some people they absolutely have to understand something before they will accept it, fortunately that isn't the case for me, that's not to say I don't have a curiosity about how things work, I do, but I have enough faith to accept that which I do not understand. 

One of those things in my life is my "ability" to know something or someone is about to enter my life (for the first 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u3o9YiD6OeojVRQhsHr9HuZGOoE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u3o9YiD6OeojVRQhsHr9HuZGOoE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsThatGoBumpInTheNight/~4/Itv7xQIuUCE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/2012/01/high-strangeness-in-store.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cFQXk9eip7ImA9WhRWEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766157803328255853.post-6291013970667235112</id><published>2011-12-27T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T21:10:10.762-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-27T21:10:10.762-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dreams" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="death" /><title>Dreams</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/feeds/6291013970667235112/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/2011/12/dreams.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766157803328255853/posts/default/6291013970667235112?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766157803328255853/posts/default/6291013970667235112?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsThatGoBumpInTheNight/~3/PUDbBPOVruY/dreams.html" title="Dreams" /><author><name>Wretha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941116263529261885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-V3RtVSZL8g/SDfLGN9mfXI/AAAAAAAAASs/MaIwnIsqJmI/S220/wretha1.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Been dreaming a lot of dreams lately, I generally dream a lot but I don't often remember them, or they fade away quickly upon awakening. I rarely dream things that mean anything, but when I do, they really stick with me.

The latest dream I had that woke me up a few mornings ago, first let me explain why I believe I had this dream, I found an article on Wikipedia about the "drowning response", 
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I found a great video made by LA Marzulli, he also has a blog, I first discovered him on Coast to Coast am, his take on UFO and paranormal phenomena is Biblical in nature, I'm starting to lean more toward his beliefs about these sorts of things. He has also written a great series collectively called the Nephilim Trilogy by LA Marzulli.

This is
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HKkPoknbMIONjPB5op-z2ANbLDI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HKkPoknbMIONjPB5op-z2ANbLDI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsThatGoBumpInTheNight/~4/P0-ik8ws6fI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/2011/07/ufo-and-paranormal-videos.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UEQHY_fCp7ImA9WhZUFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766157803328255853.post-7534695410843210408</id><published>2011-06-08T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T00:46:41.844-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-08T00:46:41.844-07:00</app:edited><title>Blog-a-Lift</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/feeds/7534695410843210408/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-lift.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766157803328255853/posts/default/7534695410843210408?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766157803328255853/posts/default/7534695410843210408?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsThatGoBumpInTheNight/~3/Ou3nFUKMYFk/blog-lift.html" title="Blog-a-Lift" /><author><name>Wretha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941116263529261885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-V3RtVSZL8g/SDfLGN9mfXI/AAAAAAAAASs/MaIwnIsqJmI/S220/wretha1.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I'm working on some changes to this blog, it's time to freshen this little spot on the internet, I'm still playing, so be patient with me, I usually do this sort of thing late at night so I hope I don't interrupt too many of you, my wonderful readers!

Life is goooood!
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After my baptism, I didn't want to do anything that would be displeasing to God, and the Bible clearly states to not perform divination, yet 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uIZym4qIJiiWWRqX2PnlmiL5IHU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uIZym4qIJiiWWRqX2PnlmiL5IHU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsThatGoBumpInTheNight/~4/56uesZIOSRc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/2011/06/better-and-better.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQHQ3Y8fyp7ImA9WhZVEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766157803328255853.post-8320112639284890219</id><published>2011-05-24T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T00:48:52.877-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-24T00:48:52.877-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dreams" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="church" /><title>The Dream</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/feeds/8320112639284890219/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/2011/05/dream.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766157803328255853/posts/default/8320112639284890219?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766157803328255853/posts/default/8320112639284890219?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsThatGoBumpInTheNight/~3/xfJuof43Ujo/dream.html" title="The Dream" /><author><name>Wretha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941116263529261885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-V3RtVSZL8g/SDfLGN9mfXI/AAAAAAAAASs/MaIwnIsqJmI/S220/wretha1.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Friday night, the 20th of May, I had a dream, I don't normally remember my dreams, not that I don't dream or I don't remember all of my dreams, they just usually aren't something that I think about much after I wake up. I know I dream and some leave impressions on me, but I don't usually "dream" about significant things, not on a regular basis. That night was different, I was having a regular 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wl2qkP5T_qG4u4jLSi6LQfeLRZs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wl2qkP5T_qG4u4jLSi6LQfeLRZs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsThatGoBumpInTheNight/~4/xfJuof43Ujo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/2011/05/dream.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQCQHk6eSp7ImA9WhZVEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766157803328255853.post-5387612695543587740</id><published>2011-05-22T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T21:52:41.711-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-22T21:52:41.711-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="spirit" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="church" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shadow person" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="neighbor's house" /><title>Lot's O' Stuff Going On</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/feeds/5387612695543587740/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/2011/05/lots-o-stuff-going-on.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766157803328255853/posts/default/5387612695543587740?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766157803328255853/posts/default/5387612695543587740?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsThatGoBumpInTheNight/~3/7RDueImvVj8/lots-o-stuff-going-on.html" title="Lot's O' Stuff Going On" /><author><name>Wretha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941116263529261885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-V3RtVSZL8g/SDfLGN9mfXI/AAAAAAAAASs/MaIwnIsqJmI/S220/wretha1.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I have been meaning to write more here, don't ya just hate it when a blogger keeps saying that? So here I am. My spiritual life has been growing and growing.  I am getting more and more comfortable with myself and my spirituality at the same time. I had a few adjustments to make after my baptism, there were some small things were taken from me, at the time I had no idea what those would be, I 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IBcsTfyTLpNRR5MaEilyFk7QN3I/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IBcsTfyTLpNRR5MaEilyFk7QN3I/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsThatGoBumpInTheNight/~4/7RDueImvVj8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/2011/05/lots-o-stuff-going-on.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEICQ3k8eSp7ImA9WhZTEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766157803328255853.post-8267686350070601211</id><published>2011-03-14T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T01:49:22.771-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-14T01:49:22.771-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="prayer" /><title>I'm Still Here!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/feeds/8267686350070601211/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-still-here.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766157803328255853/posts/default/8267686350070601211?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766157803328255853/posts/default/8267686350070601211?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsThatGoBumpInTheNight/~3/eLPvQ3L4ccc/im-still-here.html" title="I'm Still Here!" /><author><name>Wretha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941116263529261885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-V3RtVSZL8g/SDfLGN9mfXI/AAAAAAAAASs/MaIwnIsqJmI/S220/wretha1.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Although it would seem that I have forgotten about this blog, rest assured that I haven't, I will say that things have and are changing in my life, these are good things, good changes.

Last summer/fall I was baptized at church, I have considered myself a Christian since I was a teenager. The one thing I rebelled against was being baptized, I needed to determine if this was a man made "rule" or 
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Former cops turn to ghost hunting in California
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zscLZ7K_IDGzC9FcI_mVWmTr7Q0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zscLZ7K_IDGzC9FcI_mVWmTr7Q0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsThatGoBumpInTheNight/~4/XQi3jR0gdfs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/2010/09/sweet-tooth-attack.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcCR3c6eyp7ImA9Wx5QFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766157803328255853.post-7126038778336603941</id><published>2010-09-01T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T22:07:46.913-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-01T22:07:46.913-07:00</app:edited><title>Two Wolves</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/feeds/7126038778336603941/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/2010/09/two-wolves.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766157803328255853/posts/default/7126038778336603941?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766157803328255853/posts/default/7126038778336603941?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsThatGoBumpInTheNight/~3/TquwPdMCzxc/two-wolves.html" title="Two Wolves" /><author><name>Wretha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941116263529261885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-V3RtVSZL8g/SDfLGN9mfXI/AAAAAAAAASs/MaIwnIsqJmI/S220/wretha1.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">This is a story I heard a long time ago, it's still very true.

Two Wolves
A Cherokee Legend

An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life. "A fight is going on inside me," he said to the boy.

"It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil - he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, 
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Worry is the belief in a negative outcome...



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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eaxE4LnM2zkAMZffPrQ8u8pe7FA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eaxE4LnM2zkAMZffPrQ8u8pe7FA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsThatGoBumpInTheNight/~4/8BaW1q4jCdc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/2010/08/thoughts.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkINRnczfSp7ImA9Wx5SFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766157803328255853.post-2247070942385893493</id><published>2010-08-12T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T00:36:37.985-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-12T00:36:37.985-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="energy work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="church" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hands tingling" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="prayer" /><title>A Funny Thing Happened At The Church...</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/feeds/2247070942385893493/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thingsthatgobumpinthenights.blogspot.com/2010/08/funny-thing-happened-at-church.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766157803328255853/posts/default/2247070942385893493?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766157803328255853/posts/default/2247070942385893493?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsThatGoBumpInTheNight/~3/HSl5I0Zr248/funny-thing-happened-at-church.html" title="A Funny Thing Happened At The Church..." /><author><name>Wretha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941116263529261885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-V3RtVSZL8g/SDfLGN9mfXI/AAAAAAAAASs/MaIwnIsqJmI/S220/wretha1.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">It's been a while since I've written anything here, just didn't have much going on spirit wise, nothing out of the ordinary that is, other than the usual sightings of shadows, movements and such. It seems that my spiritual activity (that includes more than just spirits BTW) seems to come in waves, starting out slow, building up to intense, then slowing down to nearly nothing. I am in the ramping 
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We attract what we focus on...





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If we were meant to be angry, depressed, unhappy or sad (in life) then we would be completely satisfied in that state...

http://www.caroltuttle.com/


:) 
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