The Richest Man In Babylon By George S Clason Chapter 1 The Man Who Desired Gold Bansir, the chariot builder of Babylon, was thoroughly discouraged. From his seat upon the low wall surrounding his property, he gazed sadly at his simple home and the open workshop in which stood a partially completed chariot. His wife frequently appeared at the open door. Her furtive glances in his direction reminded him that the meal bag was almost empty and he should be at work finishing the chariot, hammering and hewing, polishing and painting, stretching taut the leather over the wheel rims, preparing it for delivery so he could collect from his wealthy customer. Nevertheless,' his fat, muscular body sat stolidly upon the wall. His slow mind was struggling patiently with a problem for which he could find no answer. The hot, tropical sun, so typical of this valley of the Euphrates, beat down upon him mercilessly. Beads of perspiration formed upon his brow ...
Child of the Universe indeed.
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Indeed!
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Okorie Mary.
What is yours is yours and no man can take it
DeleteI am a Child of God. I have the right to abund abundance
ReplyDeleteI am a child of the UNIVERSE, I have the right to be here. I believe in this saying.
ReplyDeleteHoping to get the best benefit from the universe.
Semiyu Olagolden.
The Universe and the Formless Substance are at work in and for you
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You don't need anybody's permission to be here
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