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A Heart Felt Poem ( UnKnown )

I do not know who wrote this...BUT IT IS BEAUTIFUL!

Twas’ 24 days into the month of May,
When 19 beautiful children stormed through Heaven’s gate.
Their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
They could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
They were filled with such joy; they didn’t know what to say.
They remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
“Where are we,” asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
“This is heaven,” declared a small boy. “We’re spending the rest of eternity at God’s house.”
When what to their wondering eyes did appear,
But Jesus, their Savior. The children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
Then He opened His arms and He called them one at a time by name.
And in that moment was joy, that only Heaven can bring.
Those children all flew into the arms of their King of Kings.
And as they lingered in the warmth of His great BIG embrace,
One small girl turned and looked at Jesus face to face.
And as if He could read all the questions she had,
He gently whispered to her, “I’ll take care of Mom and Dad.”
Then He looked down on Earth, at the world far below.
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow and woe.
Then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
“I now send peace to all the hurting mothers and fathers,
Who instantly and senselessly lost their sons and daughters,
Let My power and presence re-enter this land!
May this country be delivered from the hands of fools.
I’m taking back my nation. I’m taking back my schools!”
Then He and the children stood up without a sound.
“Come now my children let me show you around.”
Excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran;
All displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
And I heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
“In the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT!! ”

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Share & Obliterate Big Pharma ASAP!

🗞 This Was Published in 1931.


And then… we forgot.

Or maybe we were made to forget.

 “Sugar is fuel for cancer”
— 🔬 Dr. Otto Warburg, Nobel Prize winner, 1931

. He discovered that cancer cells feed on sugar — that tumors grow fastest when blood sugar is high. 

He advised a low-carb, low-sugar diet as a cornerstone of cancer treatment.
He proved that tumor cells rely on glucose fermentation, even in the presence of oxygen — now called the Warburg Effect.



📉 His conclusion?


Less sugar = slower cancer growth 
Less sugar = better survival rates 


Less sugar = stronger treatment response

 So what happened?


Where did this knowledge go? 

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Somewhere between pharma profits, processed food empires, and the explosion of sugar-laced convenience…


We stopped hearing about Warburg.



Instead, we were told [such lies as]:

❌ “Eat low fat”

❌ “Whole grains are heart healthy”

❌ “Sugar is fine in moderation”

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THE LEGEND OF THE FAWN & FABLE
BY FEMACOLA

nee upon a time, a fawn found herself lost while searching for mushrooms in the enchanted forest. As the shadows of the mighty oaks grew long all around her, she knew the night would soon fall. Her legs shivered in the mountain air, her stomach growled with hunger, and she felt fear creeping up her tail.

She whispered to herself, "Please, a single acorn to eat and a warm pile of leaves for a bed.

That's all I ask." As she spoke, a tear fell from her eye, glinting in the day's last light as it landed on the forest floor.

The trees themselves heard her plea. Honoring their pledge to serve any pure-hearted creature of the forest, they summoned their ancient mountain magic. Where the tiny doe's tear had fallen, an oak shoot rose and began to reach upward. The fawn watched in amazement as a grand transformation began. The tender sprout grew and grew, not into an oak, but into a majestic castle of rich wood and gleaming gold. Roots wrapped around roots, forming a doorway and a split staircase that welcomed the fawn to step forward.

After crossing the threshold, she was greeted by the most beautiful place she had ever seen.

Rich tapestries hung from every wall, and soft pillows covered every surface. A fire crackled gently in a stately fireplace, warming her to the bone. Best of all, a long table was piled high with fine foodstuffs beyond her imagination... not just because she had only ever eaten grasses, acorns, and leaves. The intoxicating smell of roasted meat, hearty vegetables, and refreshing libations drew her irresistibly to the banquet.

She dipped her muzzle into a tureen of soup, and as she lapped it up, an incredible transformation came over her as well.

Within moments, she changed from a tiny fawn into a lionhearted princess. From that day, she vowed to rule over the forest with compassion and joy. All were welcome to share the warm beds of her castle and the fine fare of her table. She named her banquet hall Fawn & Fable so she would never forget her roots and the responsibility she bore for all guests who came to her mountain home.

~ from the menu at fawn & fable at nemacolin

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