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Liberalism is a mental disorder


A woman is like a beautiful vase that a man must protect with his very life.  Once the vase is cracked or broken, it can be repaired, but it will never be the same.  There once was a man who had such a women and he did not understand how precious and fragile her heart could be. He was never there on the nights she cried or when she was lonely and needed his love.  He never took the time to appreciate her gentle care for their home and for his every need.  This beautiful woman loved him so much; she cherished his heart and left him without a want or care.

Love is just like a burning fire which has flames that raise higher and higher, the hotter the flames the more it burns its fuel.  If no fuel is added to the fire it will soon burn out and turn to ash. If a man continues to take from the one he loves but never gives; he is letting the fuel to the fire burn down, he is letting his lover`s heart grow cold and the love she once had begins to die out.

One day the man came home and his love was not there; he called her name and searched the house but she was gone.  At first he was angry that she dared to worry him so; he wondered how she could be so cold as to leave without a care! He walked to their bedroom and saw it was empty, she was gone ……

On the other side of the room was a night stand with a vase which he had once brought to her full of flowers; the vase had fallen and was broken in half. His memory went back to a summer day on his porch at home with his mother……….

“Son, some day you will find a beautiful woman to love and cherish”

“A women is like a vase my son, a precious vase that you must protect with your life”

“Do not let her heart get a crack or get broken, or it will never be the same”

 

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