Freddie Renollet

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“Most weight-loss books are written by smart, well-intentioned people who read a lot of other weight-loss books and write their book based on their collected 2nd hand knowledge and their personal experience.聽Glucose Control Eating漏聽is different. It鈥檚 based on over 40 years of empirical testing and over 85,000 tests on the impact of foods and drinks on weight.聽”
― Rick Mystrom, Glucose Control Eating: Lose Weight Stay Slimmer Live Healthier Live Longer

tags: body, control, diabetes, fats, free-foods, health, healthy-eating, live-life, live-longer, wellbeing

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“Science Fiction, is the last great escape.”
― A.R. Merrydew

tags: ai, ai-theme, artificial-intelligence, cyberpunk, futuristic, robotics, techno, technology

86 likes

“鈥� I went back to the stories people wrote about Him. It was mostly crazy stories written by people who called themselves Matthew, Mark, Luke and John 鈥� just stories, nothing you could rely on are they! We will never know. All this made me see a different side to Him and I didn鈥檛 like it much. Utter unkind words against your brother and you will burn in hell. He was good at describing this to people, 鈥he blazing furnace, the place of wailing and grinding of teeth.”
― Elizabeth Tebby Germaine, A MAN WHO SEEMED REAL: A story of love, lies, fear and kindness

tags: distraught, evil-presence, haunted, kindness, lies, mystery, struggles, terror, truth, vatican-archives

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“Feeling love in our hearts proves that divinity lives inside of us and stops looking outside.”
― Raz Mihal, Just Love Her

tags: divinitywithin, innerlove, stopsearching

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“The gingko tree leans lazily against the facing wall or perhaps it supports it; Stephen cannot be sure. The dense ridges of its bark now appear like rippled sand with, here and there, pools left behind by the tide. The bark is pocked with white spots, holed and crinkled with age, seemingly dead but for the life sprouting in its leaves, so smooth, so green, so deep. How remarkable this tree is, how changeable, how mysterious its leaves and branches and trunk 鈥� how infinite. Stephen reaches for another pipe. The smoke rubs out his yesterdays and tomorrows. There is only now, this tree, this pipe. Another pipe, ah, another pipe.”
― Michael Tobert, Karna's Wheel