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How I become king
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Advised by the men I told the truth to my father. I lived the lie before and I knew I could do it again but not this time. I looked upon him and swore to tell him what had really become of the land he had set forth for my brother. I have gifted the land to the Jews I told him. What? he replied looking at me sternly. The land I said I gifted it. How could you he said becoming very angry. Well I said it was to become friends with their people. I don't believe this he replied. I set that land aside with the instructions it go to my son your brother. How could you do this. I'm sorry father I stammered. Well remove them from the land and the people once gone the land will be presented as I have instructed. But father I shrieked the land is their home they have no place to go. I don't care he screamed if their not gone by midday i will have them removed myself! And as for you you have made a strict enemy out of your own brother and also made a mockery of thyself. I will have you confined to your quarters. but... I stammered. No buts. I'm furious with you. Fine I replied and left the presence of my father. I went straight to my room and looked out the window at the home of the Jews. Throw them off the land indeed.. For he has no mercy. So my brother can have another parcel of land to call his own. What a tyrant they could both be. As for me I myself have the concern of the people. I will do what's just and right not what's best for my brother and thyself. My father will behead me for if he knew what I had planned he would certainly order my death. I gathered all I could muster and walked back into his chambers. Father I said I would like to speak to you about the home of the Jews. The land my father replied that belongs to your brother? What now? They can't leave and I will oppose you at every stretch I replied. He look at me bewildered and shrugged. So have it your way. Guards! he screamed. Seize him! I slashed at him with the sword from my side and my blade met flesh. I had slashed his throught deeply and blood sputtered from with in. How could you he said with a look of astonishment. I replied back I have watched this tyranny for to long its about time I took action. I plunged the sword deep into his heart. Enjoy the after life father I said with a feeling of satisfaction. I snatched the crown from his head and placed it firmly onto my own. I am the new king I said to the guards. Now where is my brother?

To Believe in oneself the belief must be genuine.
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To many times I have believed I would fail only to do so. My victory's are often to few and far between. Today I have come to realize that a true victory must factually be a true victory and not just a won battle. To ensure the victory has been succeeded imagine with what you have started with, what you wanted to change about the starting point and count the endless way in which you've changed it. If you have truly changed something for the better you will have to ask yourself why is it better. Does it belong or does it solve only a partial problem in which case there is more work to be done. Whenever a problem is solved with a definitive solution you have accomplished something that is now open to the judgment of time and other onlookers. It is during this period that we will determine your solution as viable or an intent at the problem fixing that doesn't quite do the job. My problem was the fact that I need to build a better website than Facebook. Now technically I believe  have archived that goal butt as long as Facebook has more users than me I still have a problem to work through. I have many good solutions to over coming the user inefficacy on ning.spruz and will be starting to implement solutions over the next few weeks. Please keep and eye on both sites as we will be grading them on multiple criteria. Any feed back on the sites and mechanics of them is considered helpful and will be received with great appreciation.

To be the king one must present himself correctly
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    If I am to become the King said the boy I will need to present myself correctly. That is true replied his father. He looked at his son admirably and said when I was your age I couldn't have foreseen half as much as you do my boy. I know said the child I am well beyond my years. That is quite an understatement said the man. They exited the parlor into the hall walked down the narrow staircase and overlooked the courtyard. Soon this will all be yours said the man. Not to soon I hope said the boy to his father. The more you age the faster it goes said the father. You must be prepared. I will be said the boy soon to become the heir to the throne.                                 

     To this very day I will honor thy presence with tolerance and behavioral skills of yours truly said the boy to his father on the day of the passing. The father has been killed by terrorists and the boy is inheriting the throne. He looked upon the mighty walls of the city and said to his people. Of thou you must recognize the true king. There was a small uprising in the forefront and the man said but alas you are only a boy and the boy said but alas you are only a man. I will not tolerate this defiance said the boy. Have him jailed he said of the man who had arisen and screamed. The man protested as the guards seized him. I have but only one life to lose for my king he screamed as they dragged him away. Any more protests said the boy. There was silence. And now for my bidding said the boy. He examined the crowd hesitantly and looked upon the ruggedness of the guards. Who shall become my indentured servant. You sir. Me said a man halfway down the second row. Yes yes you come forth. The man walked to where the boy had motioned and asked what thou wishes. I wish to become your servant what does thou wisheth of me he said. To die said the boy for you and you alone are responsible for the death of my father he screamed. The man motioned for the boy to silence himself and said for it was art thou but you my boy are no longer in power. I have dethroned you. I think not said the boy and gestured to the throne next to him and said. As my father's son I sit upon this throne in the name of my people and the will of the lord. Over my dead body said the man. Seize him he screamed to the guards. As the guards dragged the boy away he vowed his vengeance. To this very day this story and the legend of the boy who reclaimed his crown and executed his vengeance on his enemies lives on. This is the story of King Tut and his men and how they recaptured the throne and brought vengeance to his fathers killers and the evil doers that captured the city of Teacus.

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