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Fable: DON'T ARGUE WITH DONKEYS

The donkey said to the tiger:

  • "The grass is blue".

The tiger replied:

  • "No, the grass is green."

The discussion heated up, and the two decided to submit him to arbitration, and for this they went before the lion, the King of the Jungle.

Already before reaching the forest clearing, where the lion was sitting on his throne, the donkey began to shout:

  • "His Highness, is it true that the grass is blue?".

The lion replied:

  • "True, the grass is blue."

The donkey hurried and continued:

  • "The tiger disagrees with me and contradicts and annoys me, please punish him."

The king then declared:

  • "The tiger will be punished with 5 years of silence."
    The donkey jumped cheerfully and went on his way, content and repeating:

  • "The Grass Is Blue"...

The tiger accepted his punishment, but before he asked the lion:

  • "Your Majesty, why have you punished me?, after all, the grass is green."

The lion replied:

  • "In fact, the grass is green."

The tiger asked:

  • "So why are you punishing me?".

The lion replied:

  • "That has nothing to do with the question of whether the grass is blue or green.

The punishment is because it is not possible for a brave and intelligent creature like you to waste time arguing with a donkey, and on top of that come and bother me with that question."

The worst waste of time is arguing with the fool and fanatic who does not care about truth or reality, but only the victory of his beliefs and illusions. Never waste time on arguments that don't make sense...

There are people who, no matter how much evidence and evidence we present to them, are not in the capacity to understand, and others are blinded by ego, hatred and resentment, and all they want is to be right even if they are not.

When ignorance screams, intelligence is silent. Your peace and quiet are worth more.... *

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🗞 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.



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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.

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