Dinar special tradition (treat inside)
Published: Sat, 12/22/18
Hi, ,
Everyone in the dinar community wants the same thing...
They want the dinar to skyrocket in value!
Right? What could be more magical than that?
I know that's what I want! :)
The problem is, Santa can't deliver this to us...
We know that.
Only the people of Iraq can and they seem to be fighting
all the time.
Of course this makes us fear it may never happen.
And we begin to doubt and feel
silly for believing in this whole dang thing!
I totally understand how you feel.
I've been sitting right along side you...and I have been since 2010!
Wow, can you believe that? That's a long time!?!
I can say this...after following the gurus
every single day for the last 8 years and posting probably over 23,000
guru posts on www.dinarguru.com ...
The dinar still feels exciting...doesn't it?
And you know what?
It still feels like Iraq has a chance to win...right?
They still have all that oil and all that potential.
It still feels like the dinar can just bust through at any moment!
That's pretty impressive to be able to FEEL that after
all this time...isn't it?
Here's what I mean...
The dinar doesn't feel the same as Bitcoin and all that crypto stuff does it?
Does Bitcoin feel "real" to you?
I don't know much about the cryptocurrency world...and there's
probably a lot of money to be made there...
But it's different.
That feels more like a lotto ticket doesn't it? Like it's kind of based on
luck at this point.
The dinar feels more "real"... right?
Maybe thats because it's a country's official currency and they have all
that oil and a 50 billion dollar reserve backing it up...
...plus the support of world organizations and international banking.
Anyway, if you've been following the gurus, you already know
things are as real as they've ever been...
The CBI is talking international status, lower denominations and
all sorts of international milestones being reached...
If you havn't been paying attention it might time to
got to dinarguru and follow along again.
It's the start of a new year and the CBI says something
is going to happen soon...
After all this time you don't want to miss things as they unfold.
Only 9 days left in 2018...
As you see LOT's stirring...now let's catch that dinar mouse already! ;)
Now for the Christmas time treat...
I've sent this out the past eight years...the community loves it...it's
a favorite for sure.
Perhaps this will be the LAST time we see this tradition?!! :)
The community is abuzz with possibilities and debate!
My fingers are crossed this is the last Christmas you
get this...so enjoy this sweet RV poem while you can.
May your last days of 2018 be bright and merry and your nights
warm and loving...
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!
Blanche
Twas The Night Before Reval
Twas the night before reval, when all through the house
Not a creature was sleeping, not even my spouse.
The Dinars were laid on the table with care,
In hopes that the news soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of new cars danced in their heads.
And mamma in her snuggie, and I in my drawers,
Had just settled our brains for a long currency war.
When on the computer there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the couch to see what was the matter.
Away to DinarGuru.com I typed with a clash,
opening to the homepage to see the News Flash.
The glow of the screen on my laid out Dinar
Gave the vision of dreams I had held at afar.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a flashing notice the RV was here .
The government was seated, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be a trick.
More rapid than eagles they fell all in line,
The IMF had told them "Now is the time".
"Now Mahdi! now, Allawi! now, Abadi and Saad!
On, Mullahs! On, Kurds! on, Ashour and Awaad!
To the top of the basket! to the top of the chart!
Now Revaluate! Revaluate! The RV must start!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the top of the forex charts they flew,
With accounts full of dollars, and new millionaires too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the tile
The prancing and dancing of my wife gone wild.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
I heard my phone ring, a startling sound.
It was my neighbor, who lives down the street,
He is a banker for Chase, and asked could we meet.
A bundle of ideals he had in his mind, of places my riches to put
he could find,
He sounded excited, but I had my plan set in my mind.
His voice how it lifted! He sounded so merry!
His words were like candy, his attitude so cherry!
He promised an exchange rate, without a great spread,
I feared if I trusted my dreams would be dead.
The receiver of the phone, he held tight in his hand,
And I could tell his heart, was beating like a band.
I could imagine his broad face and a big round belly,
That shook when he spoke, like a bowlful of jelly!
He is chubby and plump, like a fat old elf,
And I laughed when I thought about him, in spite of myself!
He asked me to call soon, as he was going to bed,
I thought to myself I have nothing to dread.
I put down the phone, and went straight to work,
I counted my money, then turned with a jerk.
I felt a soft finger aside of my nose,
And there stood my wife in an amorous pose!
I sprang to my feet, and let out a whistle,
And away we flew to our room like the down of a thistle.
The children surely heard me exclaim, as we dove out of sight,
"Happy RV to all, and to all a good-night!"
Author......Unknown
Perhaps this will be the LAST time we see this tradition?!! :)
The community is abuzz with possibilities and debate!
My fingers are crossed this is the last Christmas you
get this...so enjoy this sweet RV poem while you can.
May your last days of 2018 be bright and merry and your nights
warm and loving...
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!
Blanche
Twas The Night Before Reval
Twas the night before reval, when all through the house
Not a creature was sleeping, not even my spouse.
The Dinars were laid on the table with care,
In hopes that the news soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of new cars danced in their heads.
And mamma in her snuggie, and I in my drawers,
Had just settled our brains for a long currency war.
When on the computer there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the couch to see what was the matter.
Away to DinarGuru.com I typed with a clash,
opening to the homepage to see the News Flash.
The glow of the screen on my laid out Dinar
Gave the vision of dreams I had held at afar.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a flashing notice the RV was here .
The government was seated, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be a trick.
More rapid than eagles they fell all in line,
The IMF had told them "Now is the time".
"Now Mahdi! now, Allawi! now, Abadi and Saad!
On, Mullahs! On, Kurds! on, Ashour and Awaad!
To the top of the basket! to the top of the chart!
Now Revaluate! Revaluate! The RV must start!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the top of the forex charts they flew,
With accounts full of dollars, and new millionaires too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the tile
The prancing and dancing of my wife gone wild.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
I heard my phone ring, a startling sound.
It was my neighbor, who lives down the street,
He is a banker for Chase, and asked could we meet.
A bundle of ideals he had in his mind, of places my riches to put
he could find,
He sounded excited, but I had my plan set in my mind.
His voice how it lifted! He sounded so merry!
His words were like candy, his attitude so cherry!
He promised an exchange rate, without a great spread,
I feared if I trusted my dreams would be dead.
The receiver of the phone, he held tight in his hand,
And I could tell his heart, was beating like a band.
I could imagine his broad face and a big round belly,
That shook when he spoke, like a bowlful of jelly!
He is chubby and plump, like a fat old elf,
And I laughed when I thought about him, in spite of myself!
He asked me to call soon, as he was going to bed,
I thought to myself I have nothing to dread.
I put down the phone, and went straight to work,
I counted my money, then turned with a jerk.
I felt a soft finger aside of my nose,
And there stood my wife in an amorous pose!
I sprang to my feet, and let out a whistle,
And away we flew to our room like the down of a thistle.
The children surely heard me exclaim, as we dove out of sight,
"Happy RV to all, and to all a good-night!"
Author......Unknown
talk soon
Blanche
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