I hope yes. Let us deliberate on each of the stages of my woman not made of flesh and bones. Still, five supernatural elements gyrating cosmic source of energy called soul inside all women body including men. These elements are prime fascia, the natural source of body constitution. The deficiency of one affects others, thus causing severe body ailments. Sometimes doctors prescribe iron or calcium.

What not to maintain our body’s working equilibrium but have anyone ever realized that despite several doctors attending a patient, they feel helpless, thus calling the day of a quote “no medicine helps recover patient, pray god might help” unquote. Yes, it is the god who listens to your calls; and responds with urgency. You will agree with my statement that till you rely more on doctor and self, God remains elusive, and the moment you leave everything on him, he arrives to restore your dwindling faith.

God is never away from you, but you, as a human under the aura of “I (Aai) and I am or He and Him,” have not only forgotten him but also relegated him in the darkest corner of your heart. Till “I am” is in my body, God is absent, and when God is in my body, then I am missing. My woman has to choose one, either “I or Him”. I have studied that every

human being is thrilled with “I” and leaves the supreme God only to respond when in dire need. He responds very quickly but to those who have devoted some time to him as well. Anyhow, he is like an omnipresent, omnipotent, and compassionate father who cares like his all children without ever even thinking about the response of children towards him. But, he is also totally committed to following the rules of his universal games. He does not have compassion, love, and leverage for those who violate his natural laws, Do Savor.

Under this connotation, under which I am considering my woman’s body not only pious but also adorable and reversible. Do you agree? Indeed yes, from the deep corner of your heart as a woman, and not when blind under the influence of mad lustful sexual pleasures drive. When my Master (The God) observed that his creation in the Western World is not abiding by his natural laws of respect to my woman body, he introduced the most dreaded, incurable, and frightening disease called by the United State of

America’s researchers as Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome, generally acknowledged as AIDS in the world. Was AIDS known to the world before, or is some medical companies’ hoax to market their products? Without getting embroiled in the controversy of the origin of AIDS itself, I would move further to debate how my Master (God/goddess) lives side by side with my woman when she is the child.

Readers are requested to travel back in the past, over 480 million years, before when the first written Hindu epic was believed to have been introduced by Lord Brahma and his creation, which classify over 8.4 million species creation on the universe. While creating species to gyrate the universe, he made a natural arrangement of checks and balances himself, thus ensuring that one life cycle of species sustains other species’ life. At last, he created the most beautiful

creation resembling him and called man. As he was alone and did not want his product to be isolated, he started my most beautiful creation called Women. As a woman was perceived to be giving birth, he made Moon, Sun, Mercury, Venus, Jupiter, and Goddess of power Durga, Goddess of Education Saraswati, and Goddess of wealth Lakshmi her companions. He empowered my woman to bless the universe with prosperity with the Law of Nature (LON). As and when the LON, which binds my woman with the universally acclaimed Institution of Marriage and Family (IMF), has been violated, My Master has destroyed such creations on the universe repeatedly.

Most religions worship a girl child in one or the other format home before teenage years, but Indian Hindu culture goes quite far ahead. It celebrates the worship of a girl child through a festival called Navratri’s (Nine Nights Worship) for Goddess Durga. Most of the religious epics say that a girl child till attains puberty is the

reincarnation of Goddess of Power, Durga. Do my readers believe? Of course not, but I do. I urge my readers to experience these revelations by sitting with any spiritual leader to carry out the self-realization of the soul and share the truth, which I disclosed for the benefit of the universe. Do remember, you can not see God with mortal eyes. If you want to see God, you must create internal looks for the same.

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We see it everywhere. There is the striking image of Adriana Lima, famous for modeling for Victoria’s Secret. Tens of thousands of girls desperate to be loved and admired would do anything to be her. Including starve them to death. Actually, they have no idea what it is to be her; they merely want to look like her. This is a significant point of distinction that we should make as we consider Adriana Lima’s body image: as a person, she is virtually unknown to the public. She is, at least in the public eye, a thing. Surely Ms. Lima is a being, and quite possibly a wonderful one, but how she functions in the public consciousness is a carefully engineered human marketing message.

When she appears in her underwear, Ms. Lima elicits a strong sexual response from a wide spectrum of people, largely men. This leaves young women who have no notion of the depth of real love with the thought, “I want to be adored like that”. Her sexual celebrity is based on her ability to trigger the basest of human instinct and is confused by young people as real admiration. She is the sexual version of a Big Mac shown on late-night television to entice hungry people to visit the drive-through window of their local fast food restaurant.

Teenage years are already fraught with considerable insecurity as nearly every young person is trying to figure out who and how to be. Being pounded with fashion and body imagery suggests that physical standards of beauty are passed off as empirical stratifies us into a rigid caste system based on genetic luck and marketing greed. Suddenly, bald men cannot win elected office even if they are organizational geniuses. Heavy women cannot be news anchors as beauty-caste consciousness perpetuates itself through our entire society. The cultural conversation of idealized beauty leaves everyone except for the largely self-proclaimed beauty Brahmans feeling bad about themselves. Give Sunlight.

This phenomenon is doubly disturbing when you realize that body image marketing ultimately impacts natural selection. While doing wonders for the next generation of trophy wives, it informs breeding selection based on looks rather than characteristics that actually benefit survival and the future of the human race, like intelligence. There is no suggestion here that people who are fortunate enough to match the beauty ideal du jour lack other qualities, and this is certainly not true. The point is that as a society, we should rethink the merit of allowing marketing dynamics to influence our sense of human value at all.

The marketing strategy behind the body image of Adriana Lima is carefully calculated to drive consumers to the store to buy lingerie. It is the consumer culture equivalent of driving lemmings off of a cliff. In the process, young women, especially those in their teenage years, are highly vulnerable to the not-so-latent suggestion that being pretty is powerful because being pretty triggers sexual responses.

This type of thinking causes young people to look in the wrong direction of finding a path to success, social contribution, and happiness. We are a culture that worships mannequins and promotes life practices of self-starvation and purging to pay homage to those gods. We really need to find a new religion or at least a more wholesome hobby.

At the beginning of the history of women as the thing, the image of the woman was revered as the symbol of fertility, representing the possibility of survival. One of the first known instances of the objectification of women can be found in pre-historic art, specifically, in a statute known as the Venus of Willendorf. Found in 1908, this small statue is estimated to be over twenty thousand years old.

It is a matter of scientific assumption that this image of a heavy-set woman is somehow related to fertility consciousness. This hypothesis is evidenced by the visual emphasis of large breasts, substantial body fat, and the detailed articulation of the vulva ( not pictured here). These visual emphases suggest that the sculptor was focused on these characteristics and possibly idealizing them, thereby conveying reverence for the highly fertile woman.

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God, the excellent creator of every life and the world entirely, made all things without any mistake. There was neither amendment nor problem. He saw the importance of man that He has to create him in His image and resemblance. Adam, the first man, was in the garden for a long time. But he wasn’t an ally to any living thing on earth.

There was no equal for him. There was no companion when he felt lonely. Things were running off-hand because there was no helper’. God was worried about the state of man. He tested animals, especially the dog, but to no avail. He tried the water and non-living things but failed. God has to command a woman. God designed a woman and beautified her with relevant and expensive qualities. The woman was made from the rib of a man (part). Immediately when Adam had a harbinger of a song.

He walked up from the deep slumber and discovered a treasure, a splendid life form more than gold. In an instant, Adam said, “This is the bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh”. Adam saw what is beyond human description in the woman God created for him, that he has to claim her quickly before God changes His mind. God made her wonder that the minor thing in her is costly than silver. She is created to be of good importance to man.

The pride or glory is just that affectionate and great exquisiteness like the elegant sunset that has a particular cause for delight, respect, or happiness more than the glories of nature and the lilies that God alleges in a woman for his pleasure. God made them have more glory in their outward show due to their work and a sense of dignity and

respect for themselves. Pride is a feeling of pleasure or satisfaction from being responsible for something excellent or widely admired. The knowledge of one’s owns worth or character. Glory can still be an enjoyable quality when it becomes an adjective, glorious. Women were made to appear better or nobler than they are.

Among all people on earth, only Solomon in the Holy Scriptures was able to discover the great glory and gorgeousness of a woman. According to his discoveries, that was initially true. Women are circlet with glory, honor, and power to have a second dominion. All parts of their body are precious and elegant. The young king compares her to a more of pharaoh’s chariots. Their cheeks are comely with ornaments, like a bag of myrrh

and cluster of hewn blossoms in the vineyard of gold. Their eyes are beautiful like the dove, which can control the warrior’s heart and bring peace amid troubles. They are the lilies among brambles, as an apple tree among men. With great delight, men regard them. They are like a young stag upon rugged mountains. The woman makes the man complete. When a man is upset, distressed, and confused about life, let men only see the face of their love, in the clefts of the rocks, in the covert of the cliff. The hypertensive situation will

automatically change, and an angry mind will turn to a sweet mind, for their voice is lovely, and their face is comely. Their hair is like a flock of goats, moving down the slopes of Gilead. Their teeth are like a flock of the shorn ewe that has come up from the washing. Their nose is like a tower of Paris, overlooking beauty. Their head crowns you like purple.

A tower of hope and victory, a king is held captive in the tresses. They are pleasant and delectable, the weakness of a mighty giant of heroism. Their kisses like the best wine that goes down smoothly cladding over lips and teeth, that if a man offered for love, all the wealth of his house, it would be utterly scorn, and can foolishly sign his death warrant.

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My adoration for women is actually a rather innocent one if I am allowed to judge myself. I will be more than happy to outline the criteria that define my own judgment because it’s not righteous to be one’s own judge. But, I think I will let my results speak for themselves.

The most beautiful woman in the world, for most exotic beauty, goes to Jennifer Connelly. I cannot get her hair out of my head from the movie Blood Diamond. Of course, she’s in the bushes in West Africa following the story of conflict diamonds and doesn’t have time to set up an appointment with a hairdresser. But when someone can be that gorgeous even under those circumstances, that’s what drives me wild.

Forget the fact that I’ve been in love with her since I first saw her in Labyrinth, and I’ve followed her career throughout some of my most favorite movies, including House of Sand and Fog, Dark Water, and He’s Not That Into You. Jennifer Connelly steals away with the most beautiful woman in the world for the most exotic beauty.

The most beautiful woman in the world, for being an unexpected hottie, goes to Jenna Fischer. I started watching The Office when it first came out in 2005, and I noticed the cute receptionist behind the desk. I loved the way she flirted with Jim and dealt with Michael. I was actually rooting for Jim, and now he finally is with her, with a child and the whole nine yards. But then, I saw her on the cover of Shape in November 2009.

It seriously was one of those Wow moments. Who in the world is that? The hottest little hottie to grace the cover of Shape, and I had no idea that the cool, cute receptionist from The Office was that gorgeous. Jenna Fischer takes by a landslide the most beautiful woman in the world for being an unexpected hottie.

The most beautiful woman in the world, for absolute adorability, goes to Jennifer Aniston. Bursting onto the scene in Friends, she caught everyone’s attention with her rich-girl innocence and amazing beauty. The Rachel hairdo became a national hit. Millions of girls tuned in every week to see what she was wearing. Even though she couldn’t miss no matter what she wore, she had some of the most famous outfits, including the green dress in

TOW No One’s Ready, the yellow dress in TOW All The Kissing, and the black dress in TOW Monica’s Thunder. Rachel Green owned that show, and Jennifer Aniston starred in such favorites as Office Space, Along Came Polly, and The Break-Up. Jennifer Aniston sweeps the votes for the most beautiful woman in the world for absolute adorability.

The most beautiful woman in the world, for pure loveliness, goes to Angela Kinsey. Another unexpected beauty comes from The Office in the form of Angela Martin. She plays the straight-laced accountant who can’t stand inappropriate behavior, excessive indulgence, or frivolous activities. However, she has an affair with both Dwight and Andy while showing us that she, too, is human and not above temptation. But then, I saw.

Angela Kinsey sport a turquoise blouse with black shorts, high heels, and straight blonde hair. That’s when I realized how perfectly gorgeous she really was. That was just the first of many enjoyable other-than the Office sightings, including the red bikini top and cut off shorts on a day at the beach with her daughter, the blue dress at the premiere of “Meskada” after-party, and a slew of red carpet outfits that knock me dead every time I see her. Angel Kinsey blasts the competition away for the most beautiful woman in the world for pure loveliness.

The most beautiful woman in the world, for stunning angel, goes to Emily Procter. Of course, I first noticed her as Calleigh Duquesne in CSI: Miami, a beautiful detective who was nice to everyone but stern at times when the situation called for it. The first episode I watched was when a new officer was being introduced to the force, and one of his first duties was as an observer of everything Calleigh was doing. She explained a few things to get him up to speed, and then she welcomed him to the Miami Dade Police Department. Her eyes stayed fixed for what seemed like an eternity, and she flashed that smile that would haunt me for years—Emily Procter triumphs as the most beautiful woman in the world for a stunning angel.

The most beautiful woman in the world, for sheer elegance, goes to Sasha Alexander. In her first memorable performance, she hit the scene as Gretchen, Pacey’s older sister, in the wildly conflicted, overly dramatic, idealistic world of Dawson’s Creek. She and Dawson share a romance that is encumbered with too much thinking and not enough spontaneity, even though once in a while, you see sparks of an actual relationship in there somewhere.

She immediately became one of the actresses who holds the status, “If she is in it, I will watch it.” Hence, my attention turned to NCIS when I saw her pure gorgeousness grace the show as the big sister type to the team. Obviously, I was heartbroken when Ari murdered her. But, Rizzoli & Isles have become the balm that soothes all ails. Sasha Alexander gallops away with the most beautiful woman in the world for sheer elegance.

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I admit it. I have a love/hate relationship with the Proverbs 31 Woman. At times she inspires me to no end. Yes, who can find a more virtuous, capable woman? She is an exquisite portrait of a truly remarkable and lovely woman, wife, and mother. At other times I want to know where she lives so I can toilet paper her front lawn. Anyone who makes Martha Stewart look like a slacker has serious issues. I am sure she has never had a bad hair day.

She probably doesn’t even know what cramps are. Her foot never finds its way into her mouth, repeatedly, like mine. The meticulous woman would almost certainly be aghast at my dusty floors then would give me pointers on housecleaning. I am sure she would then wash my floors herself like some deranged Mary Poppins. What a show-off!

I have often compared myself to this epic woman whom we will call Prov. She is like that tall, beautiful model trying on the same clothes as you. You compare your assets with hers and find yourself seriously lacking. As you gaze in the mirror, your reflection looks pitiful next to hers, like a speck of sand against the breathtaking superstar. According to the Bible, not only does Prov do everything perfectly, but all around her think the same.

Plus, she has a husband and children surrounding her. For us single ladies, we feel even more inept. We hope that our singledom gives us the blessed loophole from trying to be everything Prov is. Does my empty ring finger give me a Get-Out-of-Proverbs-31-Free card? As I read and studied Practically Perfect Prov (her formal name), I was inundated with questions. What is a woman’s worth? What is my value? Does a woman have merit if no one is there to acknowledge her capabilities? Why does she have to be so flawless? And why is God pressing on me to examine her?

A mother wrote this discourse on the most excellent women in the hopes her son would recognize a Godly wife when he saw one. Generations later, and these 22 verses have become a checklist for some and others a carnival mirror that distorts perception. I read about Prov and grow tired as I remember the dirty dishes in the sink and the spider webs in the ceiling corners. I tell myself that I don’t want to be like her, but secretly I crave to have someone say those things about me.

Someone determined she was of great importance and value. I think that is what I am most jealous of. The Bible says Prov has excelled over all other women, and she has surpassed Deborah, Ruth, and Esther. She has outdone Miriam. She outshined them all, and she is the ideal that I am to live up to. Are you serious? “Susan?” “Yes, God?”

Obviously, He was tired of me talking smack about Prov. “Do you even know what it means to be a virtuous woman?” “Pure, perfect, capable, high morals, quiet, and always polite.” On a good day, I am maybe two out of five. “That is what the dictionary says.” “Dig deeper, Susan. You might actually like her.” “Wait, God, I have so many questions.” “You usually do.” “God, what is my worth?” “You will figure it out. Susan, meet Prov.” And so began my character study of this exceptional and highly irritating woman that had taken up residence on a pedestal. Like any difficult person, once you get to know them and what makes them tick, your opinion softens, and you see something of yourself in them.

Or in this case, you discover components that are missing in yourself. I have found myself housecleaning my soul and spirit, and she is the tool God is forcing me to use. How convenient that this investigation started during the days of Omer. The second day of Passover is the beginning of Firstfruits and the counting of the Omer, which lasts the next 49 days leading to Shavuot or Pentecost. The Israelites would take the omer or grain,

Divide it before it is winnowed and sifted. Then it was parched over a fire. After the heat came the refining and grinding, followed by another thorough sifting. Eventually, the best of the best grain was brought before the Lord and waved in His Presence as an offering. It was a declaration that everything came from God.

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There is nothing really new happening on the market after I wrote about amputations and magnet implants. The newest thing is called “Brain Piercing”. Unfortunately, I can’t write about it now since I’m still doing some research on the subject, this way I will be able to write an article worthy of all of you. But, I thought my latest experience was exciting, not very extreme, but the most interesting tattoo I’ve got so far. Thinking about the few rejections that I had, I thought many people might go through the same problem. So I decided to make it public Work Reveal.

For the last few years, I have had this idea for a beautiful tattoo. It was supposed to be a line of mirrored phoenixes starting on my neck, following down on my spine down to my tail bone.
Easier said than done, I guess… So a few months before my 34th birthday, I started to look

for an artist to do the work. As many people know, Brazil is a well-known country in the tattoo industry. We have really great professionals down here. So here I’m with the project, but because I’m very picky as to who will tattoo my body, I could only choose a hand full of professionals among hundreds. From many portfolios that I saw, I thought that only those guys would do a decent job out of my very full of micro details idea.

Of those five ultra qualified professionals, none wanted to do the tattoo. All of them told me that it was literally impossible. And the only one that was going to take the challenge, because I did agree to make the phoenixes a bit larger than what I wanted, had a family problem. Time passed, I became older and had no tattoo.

I’m sure that I do not have to explain the feeling for my tattoo-addicted friends and readers, but for the people who do not have the tattoo “bug”, I can say that it is really frustrating. It feels more or less like you have spent months gathering the money to go to your favorite group performance, and exactly on the show day, the band decided to split up for good.

So here I was with the ticket and no show, or better saying, with the drawing and no artist. The other day while I was walking on the street, I saw a small tattoo parlor. And being so devoted to getting my body covered with phoenix images, I thought about stopping there for a couple of minutes to check out his work. The worst that could happen was I would meet

another wannabe. Actually, the market is full of them. Most of the tattoo artists around are not that great. After I finish this story, I will add a guide on how to find gold between pebbles. Going back to the tale: I went into the studio, and there was this; let me, please state the obvious, tattoo-covered guy. His name is Flavio Vandroiy, I hadn’t heard about him at all, but once I was there, I decided to give him a shot, he had a client waiting, so our first contact was brief, but even though, to my surprise, he was very attentive.

Now, if you know a few renowned tattoo artists, you will understand that more and more, the pop star idea is truly affecting our fellas. Boy, most of the time, it feels like they are part of the royalty and are doing you the favor of looking at your face, even if only for five minutes of their precious time. Please note that there are some exceptions; one of them is the lovely Pierre Chapelle, whom, many years ago, I had the pleasure of being tattooed by while I was

living in Montreal. I checked out one of Flávio Vandy’s portfolios on paper and analyzed his work better through his website. The work looked pretty good. Steady and clear lines signed his tattoos. Then I saw a picture of a tiny tattoo full of details; I analyzed it for about one hour, looking at every detail. After that, I thought that he would probably do a good job out of my drawing. I sent him an e-mail with the image of my phoenix attached, after a day, he sent me an honest reply. He told me that the drawing was quite small, but he would take up the challenge.

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