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The who's down in who Newville were making their list but some didn't know Walmart has the best brands for their gifts.
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What about toys? Do they have brands kids have been wanting all year?
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Yep. Barbie, Tonys and Lego. Gifts that will make them all cheer.
B (0:14)
Do you mean they have all the brands I adore?
C (0:16)
They have Nintendo, Nespresso, Apple and more.
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What about so the who answered questions from friends till they were blue. Each one listened and shouted from Walmart. Who knew Sharp gifts from top brands for everyone on your list in the.
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I'm Maggie Smith and this is the Slowdown. I have always been intrigued by the concept of reincarnation. Being intrigued by it doesn't mean I believe in it necessarily. It just means I find it fascinating. What interests me about reincarnation is that it's about transformation and possibility. Reincarnation suggests maybe this isn't your one shot. Or, to borrow the poet Mary Oliver's words, maybe this isn't your one wild and precious life after all. Maybe there will be other lives. You'll get to live other chances. Maybe you've already lived many lives and this isn't your first rodeo. This excites me because it ignites my imagination. What might I have experienced already that I can't recall? In our conventional understanding of memory? Where might I have lived and as whom or what? And what might I do or be next? Reincarnation also suggests we have more to learn. Maybe we keep coming back as different beings in different forms to learn the lessons we have not mastered yet. I wonder what I still have to learn and how I will be taught these lessons. I wonder if I could achieve that here in this body, in this lifetime. If not, perhaps there will be another opportunity for me. I don't have any reason to believe in reincarnation, any evidence for it, but I also don't have any reason not to believe it's possible. I remain someone who is open minded but unsure when it comes to most existential and spiritual matters. I don't know, and I'm fairly comfortable with not knowing. It's enough for me to ask what if? And to wonder about different possibilities. The space of not knowing is a space full of potential. It's a space that imagination can fill. Today's poem charmed me immediately with its imagination and its restraint. It's a poem that makes me ask, what if? It's also a poem I want to read again as soon as I finish it. Paperweight by Ryan Tittman Every few months or so I turn into a rock. First my joints stiffen as if there's weather coming. Then I get the urge to read some doorstop novel. Finally I become a rock, a smallish one. Usually my wife isn't surprised anymore. She picks me up from the kitchen floor or the driveway and sets me on her desk as a paperweight. It's nice to have a singular purpose. I'm glad I don't become a brick or, God forbid, a stone. When I'm a rock, I appreciate so many things I don't otherwise notice. Silence so intricate it sounds like music, a breeze moving through the room like a dancer stretching her limbs. Eventually, after a few days or weeks, I become a person again. I go back to reading my book. I spend the weekend cleaning leaves from the gutters, but at night, when my wife is asleep, I sneak downstairs and set my hand atop a stack of mail. I wait there, as still as possible, until sunrise. I don't want to lose my touch.
