Rich Beyond Words

So you think the internet began like via the military?

Hmmm let’s see – what about this theory?

I just want to say from the start that this was sent to me and their is no author attached so I hope I’m not breaking any copyright laws!

Anyway the story goes like this:

In ancient Israel, it came to pass that a trader called Abraham of Com
did take unto himself a young wife by the name of Dot.

And Dot of Com was a comely woman, broad of shoulder and long of leg.
Indeed, she had been called
‘Amazon Dot Com’.

And she said unto Abraham, her husband,
‘Why dost thou travel far from
town to town with thy goods when thou can trade without ever leaving thy
tent?’

And Abraham did look at her as though she were several saddle bags
short of a camel load, but simply said,
‘How, dear?’
And Dot replied,
‘I will place drums in all the towns and drums in between to send messages
saying what you have for sale and they will reply telling you which hath the
best price. And the sale can be made on the drums and delivery made by
Uriah’s Pony Stable (UPS).’

Abraham thought long and decided he would let Dot have her way with
the drums. And the drums rang out and were an immediate success. Abraham
sold all the goods he had at the top price, without ever moving from his
tent. But this success did arouse envy A man named Maccabia did secrete
himself inside Abraham’s drum and was accused
of insider trading. And the young man did take to Dot Com’s trading as doth
the greedy horsefly take to camel dung.
They were called
Nomadic Ecclesiastical Rich Dominican Siderites, or NERDS for short.

And lo, the land was so feverish with joy at the new riches and the
deafening sound of drums that no one noticed that the real riches were going
to the drum maker, one Brother William of Gates, who bought up every
drum company in the land. And indeed did insist on making drums that would
work only with Brother Gates’ drumheads and drumsticks.

And Dot did say,
‘Oh, Abraham, what we have started is being taken over by others.’
And as Abraham looked out over the Bay of Ezekiel, or as it
came to be known ‘eBay’ he said,
‘We need a name that reflects what we are.’
And Dot replied,
‘Young Ambitious Hebrew Owner Operators.’
‘YAHOO!’
said Abraham.

And that is how it all began.
Al Gore had absolutely nothing to do with it.

Hi and good Morning!

If you ever feel like you’re not the smartest person around then welcome to the club. Some times I feel quite dumb especially when my kids ask me to help them with their math homework.

I don’t know how often you ever wished your IQ was higher.

But for me well I did some times wonder if we were all born equal in the brains department – take my brother and father for example. They’re clever dudes – you know Dipl. Ing stuff. But as for me I’m just me with no titles.

Now I’m not saying you have to have any of those titles to be rich because as we all know there are people out there who are not degreed to the hilt making loads of boodle.

I’m talking about when you know within your self that you are more intelligent than what you seem to be revealing.

Maybe you don’t know what exercises to do or what books to read to get that greater level of intelligence.

Or maybe you grew up like I did where men are generally thought of to be more clever and therefor encouraged more to blossom into full intelligence.

I’m sure you know what I’m trying to convey here.

Maybe you just missed out on some information oe even WORSE, you actually believe that you just don’t have what it takes to improove your intellegence.

Luckily for me I’ve opened my mind a lot.

I know now that I can always make more of me and that includes expanding my intelligence levels.

Incredible Guide to Increasing your IQ and discovering your Genius.

This product comes with loads of things you can do to:

• Improve your overall brain power

• Intellectual diversity and creativity

• Learn to solve problems

• Hone up on your reading ability

• Increase your memory

• Get your thoughts in order

• and tons more

 This system is sooooooooo comprehensive – there’s nothing like this at Amazon or any where in the Internet.  Okay there could be and I just haven’t discovered it yet. In the mean while I’ve found this and am totally over joyed with my new genius product.

Listen I spend a fortune trying out all these things.

One - because I’m curious and genuinely want to know what works.
Two – because I have a burning desire to make the most of me and my life.

You could say I’m a product junkie but you can rest assured I wouldn’t recommend anything to anyone if I thought it sucked. That would just be a sell out to my own sense of integrity.

Plenty times I’ve bought stuff and felt like I was ripped off and I don’t ask for my money back even though all these people offer a money back guarantee.

Ooooh and the bonuses … I especially love the Brain Harmonic IQ Increaser Audio.

But I can go on and on. Why don’t you just go check it out for yourself?

Wow! I read in the Mind power news Journal that I live in one of the happiest countries in the world!

The research was done by Adrian White, an analytic social phychologist at the University’s School of Psychology. He anaysed data published by UNESCO, the CIA, the New Economics Foundation, the WHO, the Veenhoven Database, the Latinbarometer, the Afrobarometer, and the UNHDR, to create a global projection of subjective well-being: the first world map of happiness.

Anyway Austria is 3rd on the list with Denmark being 1st and Switerland is 2nd. Actually I was very surprised when I read this because I often encounter complaining individuals. In fact I’ve met more complainers here than in other places of the world.

If you look at my contact page you’ll see that I’m often in South Africa as well. Even though they have power failures, crime and no sopcial security I find the folks there to be a rather happy bunch. Must be the African sun.

But the fact remains that the Happiness Map was constructed according to these facts – Countries that have easy access to health facilities, individual wealth and access to education contain happy people. I must admit that Austria does have all that – it’s quite a social system. Apparently capitilism does not make people happy.

You can get all the details here.

Anyway to show you how i happy I am here’s a picture of me working in my pjamas!

Any one that can work from home in their pjamas has a reason to be happy!

It wasn’t always this way – I used to have the blues – not because I was picking cotton – just because…. I just decided to get happy cos i was so sick and tired of myself. I didn’t do it with feel good drugs – Don’t laugh I did it by listening to CD’s at night while I slept.

It was about that time whilst listening to the CD’s I thought to myself , “Hmmn now all I need is to learn how to make money online so I can stay at home.” So I promptly looked around and did Tellman Knudson’s Ultra Marketing Course which is all explained in baby steps and got me up and going.

Seriously I’m always learning and finding things to take my level of happiness further.

Another thing I’ll say is that I find the statement about how money can’t buy you happiness a bit ridiculous. Okay, okay I know some folks will take offence but for one thing money does open your possibilities but you know what’s the most insane thing? You have to find how to be happy first – you have to align your thoughts with those emotions you’d be having as if you already had everything you think will make you happy. Phew not so easy, and even me - I have relapses but am getting better and have my CD’s to listen to when I fall back into the pits.

This was written by an unknown author and gave me a lot to think about.

The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it’s the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, or maybe it’s the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.

I’m a Ham radio operator and spend some time working with radios and electronics. So when I heard this story it really made me think! I hope that you will find some application in your own life as well…

A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the basement shack with a steaming cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other. What began as a typical Saturday morning, turned into one of those lessons that life seems to hand you from time to time. Let me tell you about it.

I turned the dial up into the phone portion of the band on my ham radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning swap net. Along the way, I came across an older sounding chap, with a tremendous signal and a golden voice. You know the kind, he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business. He was telling whoever he was talking with something about “a thousand marbles.”

I was intrigued and stopped to listen to what he had to say.
“Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you’re busy with your job.
I’m sure they pay you well but it’s a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. Too bad you missed your daughter’s dance recital.”

He continued, “Let me tell you something Tom, something that has helped me keep a good perspective on my own priorities.”
And that’s when he began to explain his theory of “a thousand marbles.”

“You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic.
The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years.”

“Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900 which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime. Now stick with me Tom, I’m getting to the important part.”

“It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any detail,” he went on, “and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays. I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy.”

“So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had. I ended up having to visit three toy stores to roundup 1000 marbles. I took them home and put them inside of a large, clear plastic container right here in the shack next to my gear. Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it away.”

“I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really important things in life. There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out to help get your priorities straight.”

“Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of the container. I figure if I make it until next Saturday then I have been given a little extra time. And the one thing we can all use is a little more time.”

“It was nice to meet you Tom, I hope you spend more time with your family, and I hope to meet you again here on the band. 75 year Old Man, this is K9NZQ, clear and going QRT, good morning!”

You could have heard a pin drop on the band when this fellow signed off. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to work on the antenna that morning, and then I was going to meet up with a few hams to work on the next club newsletter. Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss.

“C’mon honey, I’m taking you and the kids to breakfast.”

“What brought this on?” she asked with a smile.

“Oh, nothing special, it’s just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together with the kids. Hey, can we stop at a toy store while we’re out? I need to buy some marbles.”

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Byron katie has such a good way of ending the internal suffering which a lot of us tend to impose upon our selves.

I love the way she handles these situations. She calls them enquirys.

It’s worth watching the video and then going to her website and downloading a mini sample of her book “The Work”.

Yes I’ve done it.

Internet Maketing, Blogging, You Tube, Web 2.0…..

Seems like just everybody is swinging along making a fortune on the Internet. I’ve only just begun to wake up to the opportunity. Observing and heeding alll the guru advice I realise more and more the incredible chances that are out there. As I mentioned on the Sweetie Blog Frank Kern’s videos have been eye opening. You just need to follow the advice. Dang. So easy you just gotta want it badly enough so that you’ll get off your bum and do it.

Of course it’s not that easy especially when you’re surrounded by skeptics. Those are usually the ones closest to you. The unbelievers – you know the ones that say wake up and get a real job. A job where you trade your time for muney. Possibly even have to leave your home.

Why even have a house and a place you love if you go out to slave away each day? I’ve always wanted something better for myself since I was a kid. I couldn’t accept the information that was being pushed down my throat that “Life sucks and then you die”. That to me just seemed like a cruel joke.

When I spoke about my aspirations the people that were doing their best for me, commonly known as parents (God, I love them) I was told it’s good to learn something which will be useful to society. Don’t get me wrong Dr’s, Teachers, Advertising specialists all have their place.  And as for the cruel joke part, I was told to not take it personally. But I did. Very.

I myself was in the advertising and movie industry for years. I’ve had the priviledge of working with wonderful people.

But the stress of being away from home albeit often in the most gorgeous locations was not ideal anymore after 2 miniture people surfaced into my reality.

So going from a job and here and there to sometimes having very little I had to readjust.

Obviously I began searching for information on how to make life more fun and rewarding and to be there for my little mensches. So at about the same time I discovered the metaphysical side of life and the internet dream things looked like life could really be a joy.

I am amazed and grateful for all the excellent information out there. It only requires listening, focusing and implementing the stuff you learn about to see how you can get e-mails telling you you’ve just made a buck. Gotta love it!

Do you remember that Pink Floyd song called Time on that wonderful Album Dark Side of the Moon? Gawd I’m giving away my age here! Well yeah I’m 44 and I love it. I don’t wanna be 16 again. But I’m wandering off the point again

I realise more and more each day that time is most valuable asset- because time is all you’ve got if you haven’t got time you’ve got nothing. When your time has run out- you’re dead and that’s it. Maybe there is a life after death but what about now? This time, this moment. Time is ticking away, read the Pink Floyd lyrics with my comments.

Time by Pink Floyd from the Album Dark Side of the Moon
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day,
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way - are you guilty of this?
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town.
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way - no you aren’t are you? cos if you are I feel sorry for you- wake up now!

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today - don’t kill time today, live it, savor it enjoy it and make the most of it. Take action on doing something.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you- Uuooh uuh this is whereI see panic set in people trying to “make it” financially because panic about money has struck them, never mind things like not having lived to your full potential. Scary!
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun - Well not to late, I believe in that saying today is the first day of the rest of your life.

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but its sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but youre older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the english way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I’d have something more to say

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
Its good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.

Yeah treasure your time, use it wisely. Teach your kids  time being an assest. I won’t tolerate boredness. There is yourself to discover, a world to befriend,  piles of abundance to gather and love galore – just waiting. Do it now. Write that book, sing that song. Do it. Make the time.

And you know what I think is great?

Seeing a Pink Floyd performance. It’s wonderful to see aged men still playing electric guitar – men that have lived doing what they love and are still doing it. Now how many people can say they do what they love? No excuses please.

And if you don’t know who Pink Floyd are or don’t own an album then now’s the time to investigate. Pink Floyd is timeless. My pubertising 13 year olds even appreciate them.

Do you see yourself here?

Most people procrastinate or put off doing these things – do you?

• Exercising

• Eating healthy

• Organizing home and work areas

• Household cleaning

• Medical appointments

• Event planning details

• Paying traffic fines

• Preparing a will or other estate planning

• Keeping up with reading related to work

• Giving other people bad news

• Writing letters/emails

• Signing up for things in time to get “early bird” price breaks

• Investing/saving for the future

• Sending in rebates

• Returning library books/ rented movies/ other borrowed items

• Making phone calls/ Returning phone calls

• Travel related tasks

• Shopping for gifts

• Automotive repairs

• Home repairs

• Paying monthly bills

• Studying/ doing homework

 The payment of procrastination

Check out those above items and figure out what you’re paying by procrastinating.There are emotional costs. Health costs. Relationship costs. Financial costs. Time costs. Self-image costs.

Seriously look at what you’re paying long term by not doing what you should be doing.

If you are truthful, you’ll know that your proocrastination could be taking from 5 years to as many as 40 years off your life.

That is because people who put off living a healthy lifestyle and who are petrified of doctors are today dying of cancers, heart disease and other maladies in their 40’s, 30’s and younger… all senselessly.

You probably also acknowledged that your career and finances have suffered. Because if you are not a true do-it-now person, your employer or your prospective customers aren’t throwing money at your feet. And if you’ve put off investing for the future, you’ve lost a whole lot of compound interest… thousands, maybe hundreds of thousands or more.

If you are a procrastinator, and you are really up front with yourself, you know now that your relationships have suffered. You don’t have as many friends as you’d like. Because when you procrastinate doing things that affect others (and almost everything you do affects other people in one way or another), there is a loss of trust and closeness.

So the procrastinating habit puts a negative mark on your character.

It negatively affects your self-image.

Procrastination is a mental blocker, it means your subconsciuos mind and conscious mind aren’t in agreement about what should be done.

It’s not the end of the world because you can change it quite simply by reprogramming that rebellios part of you.

Click here to find out how I cured myself of  the procrastination rut.

I’m not the most focused person on the planet. In fact somes I battle to stay focused. Take small things like Twitter or Facebook. Excellent tools that can be used for marketing, or even blogging. Then why is it so darn difficult to stay focused doing simple things like blogging?

I’m using only myself as an example here. I love writing. I jot down things all the time. Now if I were to type these notes into my blog they’d probabally make for interesting reading. And i dare say that they may even help some individuals have an AHA moment if you know what I mean.

I reckon my biggest blocker is fear. I can’t quite pinpoint the exact fear. Is it the fear of failing, or the fear of coming across like an idiot?

Perhaps I should just stop comparing my creative dribblings to what others do. Some blogs are so well written and informative. Whose to say that mine isn’t, hey? maybe it’s an inferiority complex.

I’ve discovered though that the main thing to staying on target is to get a clear vision of what you want and keep refining that vision until it just feels so perfect that you can’t but help to follow through.

Myself I’ve been blogging on and off for 2 years now. Sometimes in a burst of inspiration I’ll do it regurlary for 2 weeks and then those 2 weeks fade into 2 months. This is not good, these habits need to be dissolved.

I’ve always known that there is a fortune to be made in the internet- okay let’s get real, at least a decent income. An income that can be earned from home. I’ve read all the e-books, joined the membership sites of list building, traffic generating and bla, bla…..

Now it’s about doing it. Just getting a laser sharp focus and DOING it. Just do it.

How does your focus rate?

Some times we loose focus because our vision is not quite on target with what we really want so our subconscious mind keeps us from getting what we want till we hit on the right vision.  (I read all this stuff whilst searching for my blockers).

The same principle thats behind procrastination – loosing focus is a form of procrastination. It’s a thing that stops you from going out and striking your target. You know you should be doing something to hit on the target but you don’t. Then you miss your target and you land up feeling like a failure berating your self.

I discovered an amazing e-book by Stuart Lichtman.

The book it’s self has a title which at first came across as kind of cheesy. But I’m so glad that this didn’t hold me back from reading further.

When I began reading testimonials from my favorite mentors I knew I was onto some thing.

In fact I could hardly contain my excitement.  I was happy to pay the price of $79,50

 Here’s what Jim Edwards has to say:

“Stuart’s technique imprinted my goal indelibly on my subconscious mind. I don’t think about it, but it’s always there. Everything I’m doing is measured by whether or not I’m moving toward or against my goal. If I’m not doing something moving me towards my goal, my subconscious gets me back on course.

“This is truly a breakthrough for me personally. I am 100% certain I will achieve a bigger financial goal in a shorter time frame than I would have ever thought possible before I learned this technique.

The only negative about this method is, it’s so straightforward, some people may actually discount its power!”

Jim Edwards
Co-Author, “33 Days to Online Profits”
http://www.33daystoonlineprofits.com

I’ll explain it to you as best as I can.

Basically Stuart asks you to keep writing your vision and editing till it feels just perfect – like part of your life. It’s like getting in touch with yourself.

Like having a warm shower in the morning – I love my showers. I hope you get the drift of what I’m getting across.

It’s a long process, not just some little exercise you can do in 15 minutes. You have to put time aside for this to be able to do it properly. Wait for your kids to go to school before you start.

The e-book comes with audios which literally walk you through the process, but as I said make time.

Aaah, that cheesy title:

How to Get Lots of Money for Anything Fast

Here’s what Jack Canfield has to say:

“I strongly recommend this book. It contains keys to success that will guide you past obstacles you thought were insurmountable. I’ve known Stuart Lichtman a long time; his material gets people results. If you have big goals and you’re looking for that one ‘missing piece’ to help you achieve them, read this book and put its solid ideas to work for you.”

Jack Canfield
Co-author of the “Chicken Soup for the Soul®” series
and “The Power of Focus”
http://www.chickensoup.com
http://www.jackcanfield.com

Now shouldn’t this be of interest to you?

At least go read all those references by all those big names.

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The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, “This is for you, Daddy.”

The man was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, “Don’t you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside?
The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, “Oh, Daddy, it’s not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They’re all for you, Daddy.”

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.

Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.

Author unknown

When I was quite young, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember well the polished, old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother used to talk to it. Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person her name was “Information Please” and there was nothing she did not know. “Information Please” could supply anybody’s number and the correct time.

My first personal experience with this genie-in-the-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor.
Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer. The pain was terrible, but there didn’t seem to be any reason in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy. I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway.

The telephone! Quickly, I ran for the foot stool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing. Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear.
“Information Please,” I said into the mouthpiece just above my head. A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear.

“Information”

“I hurt my finger…” I wailed into the phone. The tears came readily enough now that I had an audience.

“Isn’t your mother home?” came the question.

“Nobody’s home but me,” I blubbered.

“Are you bleeding?” the voice asked.

“No,” I replied. “I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts.”

“Can you open your icebox?” she asked. I said I could.

“Then chip off a little piece of ice and hold it to your finger,” said the voice.

After that, I called “Information Please” for everything. I asked her for help with my geography and she told me where Philadelphia was. She helped me with my math. She told me my pet chipmunk, that I had caught in the park just the day before, would eat fruit and nuts. Then, there was the time Petey, our pet canary died. I called “Information Please”
and told her the sad story. She listened, then said the usual things grown ups say to soothe a child. But I was unconsoled. I asked her, “Why is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all families, only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage?” She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, “Paul, always remember that there are other worlds to sing in.”
Somehow I felt better.

Another day I was on the telephone. “Information Please.”

“Information,” said the now familiar voice.

“How do you spell fix?” I asked.

All this took place in a small town in the Pacific Northwest. When I was nine years old, we moved across the country to Boston. I missed my friend very much.
“Information Please” belonged in that old wooden box back home and I somehow never thought of trying the tall, shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall. As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me. Often, in moments of doubt and perplexity, I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy.

A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle I had about half-an-hour or so between planes. I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there now.

Then, without thinking what I was doing, I dialed my hometown operator and said, “Information, please.”

Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well.

“Information.”

I hadn’t planned this, but I heard myself saying, ” Could you please tell me how to spell fix?”

There was a long pause. Then came the soft spoken answer, “I guess your finger must have healed by now.”

I laughed, “So it’s really still you,” I said. “I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during that time.”

“I wonder,” she said, “if you know how much your calls meant to me. I never had any children and I used to look forward to your calls.”

I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister.

“Please do,” she said. “Just ask for Sally.”

Three months later I was back in Seattle. A different voice answered,”Information.”

I asked for Sally. “Are you a friend?” she said.

“Yes, a very old friend,” I answered.

“I’m sorry to have to tell you this,” she said. “Sally had been working part time the last few years because she was sick. She died five weeks ago.”

Before I could hang up she said, “Wait a minute. Is your name Paul?”

“Yes.”

“Well, Sally left a message for you. She wrote it down in case you called. Let me read it to you.” The note said, “Tell him I still say there are other worlds to sing in.
He’ll know what I mean.”

I thanked her and hung up. I knew what Sally meant.

Never underestimate the impression you may make on others.
Whose life have you touched today?

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