Thread: Phone Call From A Freind.....

So SGS has been right .

The HCL went to the cabinet today. Did it go without any currency reval scenario? Hard to believe that...

I say, good job, Susie!

Originally Posted by kidist

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so do bad English. Now listen, we just got things calmed down around here, you stop that and go meditate or something.

Originally Posted by ordinaryseawoman

Brilliant Kristin!! Your post has brought me (briefly) out of my lurking...I'm sorry folks, I just can't take it anymore...the manic depressive nature of these boards...IT'S HAPPENNING NOW!! okay, maybe not...

Cheers to all who hang in there and continue the search for info...cheers to all who post their inside sources...it'll happen someday, that's for sure, but until it does, I've gotta life to live...he just got a new job and we've moved cross country to the beeyootyfull pacific northwest...PLAN "A" my friends...someday Plan "B" will come through, but until then we're making PLAN "A" happen. It doesn't suck...we're happy without the wads of cash...much happier anyways now that we're not sitting around obsessively checking the sites (okay, that was me), waiting for our ship to come in...

I check in from time to time...our dinars are all snug in their little box...we just don't get them out and smell them like we used to!

I know it's hard when one gets all wrapped up in the fantasy, but if you can, detach from that and get back in touch with the here and now. If it doesn't suck be thankful. If you're faced with a zillion problems try to take one little thing, just a corner of that fraying blanket and do what you can to fix it. What ever you do is enough. One small thing at a time my friends.

Cheers!! Tracy

Thanks! Great letter. One more concept, we can also be thankful for that which DOES suck. Humans are so oddly constructed that unless we are deeply motivated, it is suffering that finally drives us to explore the deeper self, the light spot within. Desperation doth make seekers of us all. Here in dreamville it is the outer experience that looks real, I think we may find in the end that the only real thing is our lovely divine selves, remembered, united, all filled with light. OK. Off the box I go.
blessings

My source in Iraq has different information than the predictions that have been made here. Who is right? Who knows? Who cares, right? Let's just get a substantial increase in value and we will all be "happy" and "right" and then maybe the cutting of the throats will stop, perhaps?
Good day

Originally Posted by ourhouse37

so do bad English. Now listen, we just got things calmed down around here, you stop that and go meditate or something.

LMFAO buuuuhahahahahahahahahahahah

I have a nice little stack of dinars. They're bundled up neatly, with rubber bands around them, not too tight, not too loose, precisely slipped into a paper sleeve and then sealed in a plastic zip lock bag. I have them hidden in a cool, dry, dark place away from prying eyes and nervous hands for a little pre-revalution siesta. Sometimes I forget that they are there, and occassionally I'll come across them while in pursuit of something else. I mean I don't really forget that they exist, or where they are, but they're buried so deep, that at times their existence almost seems imaginery. I would imagine for many of you, that this is the same.

Reading these posts makes me realize that maybe I've been a bit over-protective and secretive with my lil' dinars. What I need to do is regard them as a part of my practical daily life and not just my spectualtive life. I need to embrace my dinars and welcome them into the family with full family status. I going to bring them out of hiding and handle them daily and study their graphics until I know them by heart, I'll examine the watermarks, and pass my black light over them, and ooh and aah over their colors. When I'm not there to protect them from the big-bad-world, they'll go back into hiding, but each time it will be a different hiding place. They'll get to know my house better than I know my house. In the evening they'll come back out and I'll share dinner with me. Imagine...dinner with dinars. Later they'll sit on the couch and listen to music with me. We might even talk politics if we can promise to keep it civil. I might even offer them a glass of single malt Scotch, and watch them get giddy.

I think that the point I'm trying to make, which, in part was derived from these previous posts, is, it is very impotant to bring into our consciousness fully those things that we wish to have happen. The key to making that happen, is the tremendous will which is instilled in each one of us, and the blending together of those things we dream of in the metaphysical world, with those things that can be realized in the physical realm. All the chess-like manuevering in dealing with the politics and economics of the dinar by the "big" players aside, what just might tip the scale in our favor, is our individual and our collective will to make it so.

As for me...I'm going to take my little dinars out for an evening stoll under the new moon, and let them breathe the night air. It will probably do us both good.

wishing us all success (and keeping my dinars happy)

harrisomi

Originally Posted by harrisomi

I have a nice little stack of dinars. They're bundled up neatly, with rubber bands around them, not too tight, not too loose, precisely slipped into a paper sleeve and then sealed in a plastic zip lock bag. I have them hidden in a cool, dry, dark place away from prying eyes and nervous hands for a little pre-revalution siesta. Sometimes I forget that they are there, and occassionally I'll come across them while in pursuit of something else. I mean I don't really forget that they exist, or where they are, but they're buried so deep, that at times their existence almost seems imaginery. I would imagine for many of you, that this is the same.

Reading these posts makes me realize that maybe I've been a bit over-protective and secretive with my lil' dinars. What I need to do is regard them as a part of my practical daily life and not just my spectualtive life. I need to embrace my dinars and welcome them into the family with full family status. I going to bring them out of hiding and handle them daily and study their graphics until I know them by heart, I'll examine the watermarks, and pass my black light over them, and ooh and aah over their colors. When I'm not there to protect them from the big-bad-world, they'll go back into hiding, but each time it will be a different hiding place. They'll get to know my house better than I know my house. In the evening they'll come back out and I'll share dinner with me. Imagine...dinner with dinars. They'll sit on the couch and listen to music with me. We might even talk politics if we can promise to keep it civil. I might even offer them a glass of single malt Scotch, and watch them get giddy.

I think that the point I'm trying to make, which, in part was derived from these previous posts, is, it is very impotant to bring into our consciousness fully those things that we wish to have happen. The key to making that happen, is the tremendous will which is instilled in each one of us, and the blending together of those things we dream of in the metaphysical world, which those thing that can be realized in the physical realm. All the chess-like manuevering in dealing with the politics and economics of the dinar by the "big" players aside, what just might tip the scale in our favor is our individual and our collective will to make it so.

As for me...I'm going to take my little dinars out for an evening stoll under the new moon, and let them breathe the night air. It will probably do us both good.

wishing us all success (and keeping my dinars happy)

harrisomi

I guarantee you, that one night. You will get totally shiite faced. Playing, smelling and dreaming with and about the beautiful dinars. Then the next morning, all of your dinars. Will be totally gone! It's called the drunken hiding spot! Trust me, it will happen! I have done this once or twice!

been there done that!
I've lost a little over 2 million dinar on a drunken hiding spree! LOL
I've looked everywhere. I guess I will only find them when I move to the bigger better house after the initial cashing in!
I've since moved the rest of my stash to my safe deposit box.
I'm glad I'm not the only one that has done this! LOL

Originally Posted by goldraker

I guarantee you, that one night. You will get totally shiite faced. Playing, smelling and dreaming with and about the beautiful dinars. Then the next morning, all of your dinars. Will be totally gone! It's called the drunken hiding spot! Trust me, it will happen! I have done this once or twice!

goldraker, you so crazy....

Originally Posted by arpking

My source in Iraq has different information than the predictions that have been made here. Who is right? Who knows? Who cares, right? Let's just get a substantial increase in value and we will all be "happy" and "right" and then maybe the cutting of the throats will stop, perhaps?
Good day

Hey Arpking: OK, I'm going to bite. What does your source say? All inquiring minds want to know.

Thanks,

Brabus