nice info in this thread..
keep it coming..

hope you learn a "little" from this thread...
... and if you learn something "big" by just reading?... now that's something...
...turn this to your "big" advantage...
ang mga dato angay pamatyon... kay mga hilas ra. ang mga pobre kay boutan nya daog daogon lang sa mga dato
hahaha pagka amaw

(Happy Halloween!!!)
Do You Belive in GHost (by: Bo Sanchez)
It happened more than 60 years ago.
A frail, pale, and bedridden woman named Magdalena was suffering with tuberculosis. Breathing was very labored.
An only child cared for her. A 19-year old beautiful girl named Pilar.
One day, Magdalena said, “Pilar, I want to go to Pacita. Today!” She was talking about her sister. Both were very close to each other. Tragically, like her sister, Pacita was also sick and bedridden for many years.
Pilar said, “Mama, what are you talking about? You’re bedridden! How can we go all the way to Auntie Pacita? She lives in San Juan.” And because it was the Japanese war, there were very few vehicles on the street. So bringing a bedridden woman to another city was almost impossible.
But the old woman was adamant. “My sister Pacita is calling me. I need to go to her now!”
But her daughter put her foot down. “Mama, we can’t leave the house!” In Pilar’s mind, she thought her mother was hallucinating.
But the very next day, it happened: Magdalena finally took her last labored breath. Her daughter Pilar was devastated. But as it was wartime, there were no proper wakes or funerals possible. She had to act fast. On that same day, Pilar placed her mother’s body in a cheap wooden coffin. She pushed the coffin in a wheeled “cariton” all the way to the cemetery.
Late that afternoon, Pilar met a friend on the street.
“My condolences, Pilar,” the friend said, “your Auntie Pacita was a good woman.”
“Huh?” Pilar was confused. “I think you got it wrong. It was my mother who died today, not my Auntie Pacita. She’s still in San Juan…”
The friend was shocked. “What? Your mother died?”
“Yes, my mother Magdalena died early this morning,” Pilar said, “not Auntie Pacita.”
Her friend covered her mouth. “Oh no. I’m so sorry. I just came from San Juan. Your Auntie Pacita died yesterday too….”
Pilar’s head was spinning. For a few moments, she couldn’t speak. Two sisters dying one day after another!
Finally, she was able to ask, “Did you say Auntie died yesterday?”
“Yes. Why?”
She couldn’t believe her ears. “Yesterday, Mama was insisting she visit Auntie Pacita. Somehow, she knew that her sister was dying at that precise moment.”
The woman said, “This morning, did you know that Auntie Pacita’s body passed by right in front of your house on their way to the cemetery?”
“This morning?” Pilar asked.
It was almost like Pacita fetched her sister Magdalena.
To Heaven.
Sixty years later, my mother Pilar told me this amazing story.
I never saw my grandmother because I was born 22 years after her death.
It seemed as though the souls of Magdalena and Pacita were communicating prior to their deaths—and after.
Friends, do you believe in ghosts? I believe in souls.
Do you have true stories like these that speak about how there is life after death? That reality isn’t just the physical world we see?
Share it with us at the comments section below.
These stories will remind us that our life on planet Earth is short, and that we always need to be ready to go home with God—anytime.
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Happy All Saints Day, my friends!
May your dreams come true,
Bo Sanchez
Rich becomes richer and poor becomes poorer
Rich think solution poor whiner and always complaining
Rich think rich and act rich poor tink poor and act poor
the same 24 hours but different activites
difference is perception,attitude,belief, and mindset

it all about personality ....na rich cya it's because ni strive cya nga dli ma fall down .....na poor because na discourage cya nga wla na gyd chance nga ma rich ang poor and becoz sa na influence cya sa surrounding nga dli maningkamot
very true jonz.... it's all about perceptions, beliefs and having no purpose/direction in life.
pa-uyon-uyon lang and they spend all day dreaming to be rich.
According to one book that I've read...
The fundamentals of success is direction, balance and belief.
Map your life, career or finances - how much do you want to earn or what you want to become or do in the next 5, 10, 20 years
Maintain a balanced life - Spiritual, Physical, Mental and Emotional - never leave one behind or you will still that there's something lacking in your life
Believe in yourself that you can do all these.
According to Henry Ford, If you believe that you can't do something, either way, you are right.![]()
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