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Welcome To Taomore

taomore — Mon, 12 May 2008 09:13:12 GMT

Happy Purchase Experience at Taomore of China

Taomore is a Chinese owned general trading and wholesale company located in Beijing, China. We are engaged in on-line small export business and provide all kinds of newest and high quality products such as consumer electronics, clothing, jewelry, gifts & crafts for international buyers. We have done countless deals with thousands of individual buyer and wholesaler worldwide in the past one year.You can buy these products at wholesale prices, right here in our online shop. We offer you a wide-selection of consumer products-- you'll find everything from the hottest leading-edge products to the hard-to-find products right here at your fingertips. Our mission is to build an on-line shop people love.In General, Our main advantages are

Worldwide Shipping
All goods are shipped to you direct from China. Shipping costs are based on the current rates of carriers such as UPS, FedEx, DHL, TNT, EMS etc. Do you have a better way? We will, if you choose, use your preferred air or ocean freight forwarding service to deliver your merchandise to your desired location.

Fast Delivery
Most of our items are available for shipping within one business day. Shipping direct from China to major destinations (Europe, US, Australia, etc.) typically takes only 2-to-5 days. Express shipping may also be available to your location.

Payments
For your convenience, we accept all major Credit Cards as well as PayPal payments and bank transfers. All payments are processed securely, reliably and quickly.

Competitive Prices
Taomore offers you competitive prices on all the products you find in our Online Shop. The prices you see here are sample single-unit prices only; after you sign up at our China Online Shop you will be able to see the wholesale prices we offer for larger quantities shipped to you direct from China.

If We Don't Have It ...
If we don't have it, we can get it! Simple as that! Just tell us what you want and give us the price you need to beat! Don't miss this opportunity to buy direct from China!

If you are interested in our wholesale business or want to cooperate with us, please don't hesitate to contact us.

Inspired by DeLuX

jdubb — Sun, 11 May 2008 19:08:40 GMT

Inspired by DeLuX's blog

I'm also at a tipping point in my life. I'm developing and also discovering, who I am, and who I want to be, and who the people I want around me are.

I'm realizing that I greatly desire to live a life in which I can freely give to others, financially, emotionally, any way I can.
"Freely you have received, freely give."

I sometimes feel disheartened when I see the way that others treat their fellow man, even the way that they treat themselves. If we cannot be respectful to ourselves, how can we be deserving of respect, or even give it to others? I feel that the people who are fighting so stubbornly and selfishly to only look after themselves, even at the expense of others, are destroying any chance of community our society will ever have.

But, as much as the circumstances like these make me want to run, to turn tail and move out of the country and find some deserted island where I could make my own peace, I have come to realize that as easy as it is to succumb to cynicism and unhappiness in my own life, it is far more worth it to commit to personal happiness and optimism-- only you can choose your emotions, how you feel, and your outlook on life and the future; only I can choose my own emotion, how I feel.
Many people I interact with allow others decide their outlook/emotion for them. They say "he makes me sad" but I've realized that, no, you CHOSE to allow yourself to feel sad. This was influenced by the circumstances, by the other party, but ultimately, it was your decision, and you're the only one who can decide to change it for the better, or for the worse.

And once we realize that we are in control of our own minds, our own emotions, our own futures, we begin to realize (or at least, I have), that we are in control of the future of the others around us as well. Every act we perform, every step we take, affects the environment around us, which in turn, influences how people determine how to feel (as above). I want to commit to treating others BETTER than I expect to be treated, because I feel that this is the only way we will ever see progress. I hope that when I smile and say hello to someone who is frowning or seems upset, perhaps they will realize or remember that they can choose to be happy as well, despite their circumstances even. A society filled with angsty, unhappy people will stagnate and will not progress further. Why would we want to continue that?

I for one will not stand for it anymore. Anyone with me? Who will fight hate and disrespect by responding with compassion and love? Who is willing to replace their false idols of money and possessions with a religion of Love?

You can't take it with you. Easy come, easy go. Freely give as you have freely received.
Be the light of the world so that the people can see the evils in their shadows, and step into the sun themselves.

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As an aside, or a postscript, I'd like to note that I did not intend to write this out of ego or a feeling or superiority, and I deeply apologize if it comes off that way at all. I'm not perfect, and the only thing I know, is that I truly know nothing. I'm learning, and I realize that what I "know" for certain today, may not be what I know tomorrow.

The Last Branch of Hope.

DeLuX — Sun, 11 May 2008 04:50:53 GMT

It never ceases to amaze me how life, something so powerful, can be so fragile. Like glass, it can stand and hold for years, then shatter at any instance. We see the tradgedies on the news everyday, as if trying to foreshadow what will one day be the cryptic, dark events of our very own lives. It's as if the very passed souls that were once tied to us all are trying to tell us to stop the fighting, stop the hate, stop the ignorance - yet like the very intelligence our ancesters aim to spread, it never seems to seep through, so the dog-eat-dog mindset stay intact.

I look back on my life and think about where I've come from. I remember the run-down house I called home that lacked a father-figure which was replaced by an alcoholic mother. I remember tucking my mom into bed at night because she was too inebriated do it herself. I remember pleading her friends at the end of the night to help me with the simple task so I could skip it this time and go to sleep, yet no help ever came from those useless fucks, the pathetic drunks she chose to label "friends". It's funny how people are quick to label themselves as a sister or a brother, thinking they are that close and that you might consider them kin, but when it all boils down, they're gone quicker than when they falsely labeled themselves family. Everyone seems to just look out for number one. People will lie to you, misuse your trust, and be the most decietful demons you thought only existed in the most horrific and twisted tales.

These days, I'm trying to understand the whole game of "Life". I'm learning more about myself everyday, absorbing knowledge like sponge. I try to better myself with every step I take, and I do my absolute best to protect the ones who I chose to dub family members. People look back on their lives and point out events and think about how this-or-that made them stronger. I've come to realize that a bloodline has nothing to do with Family. You family is made up of the people that watch your back. It's the people that are there for you during the crunch time. Family are the people breathing life into your lungs at the last second when you're too down-and-out to do it yourself. They are the ones that matter in this life. Not the money, not the fame or popularity. The material things don't matter - they never did and never will. I've made so many mistakes in my life and now I feel as though I can see clearly, for the first time in my life.

So when I'm long gone and my glass has shattered to endless, miniscule chunks of memories and ideologies, I will remember those who stood amongst me, helping me on my journey. I'll remember those few, righteous souls that were there for me, when I needed a helping hand. I'll remember the ones that didn't ask for anything in return when I needed them most.

Stoners moments

fatalex — Fri, 09 May 2008 06:40:20 GMT

Every day im going to (try to) document ever dumb thing i do while stoned.

Hence the title, STONERS MOMENTS. i hope you enjoy my journey:wave:

Adderall

jakelandisgs — Fri, 09 May 2008 04:02:35 GMT

8am took 15 mg adderall xr. Was able to concentrate so much more than usual. A little gitters, nothing big.

Starbucks frappucinno bottle, Architectural equipment: A home made story.

AZGentleman420 — Tue, 06 May 2008 20:09:34 GMT

I just recently revised my glass bottle bong. It started out as a starbucks frappucino bottle,which I made a hole into and in that hole I stuck the cork that contained a metal bowl and a plastic hose. This hose and bowl cork was a part of asmall jar pipe I purchased at my local head shop. My GF and I used this as a waterbong for a moment, Sure it worked and I got high, but the problem was that I kept choking on water, sine the cork did go in quite deep. also the stem was vway to short so I had to fill water decently high, which caused my choking.Plus there was no carb.
This was almost a year ago.

Flash foward to yesterday, I finally bought the glass bowl and slider to execute my plan. both costed me 10.81 total at my local headshop. So using an exacto knife, a cutting board (all from the one year of Pre architecture I took at the U.), and a pencil. I got another starbucks frapuccino lid, in which I drafted two openings, a large one for the slider stem, and a smaller one for the hose. in the larger hole I inserted. I used an exacto knife to make the openings, which turned out pretty well. The completed product turned out to be a starbucks frappuccino bottle, with a green hose and a 3 inch stem with a slide out bowl. It's quite stylish, yet inconspicuous, and small enough to hide into a bag. I have not smoked out of it yet.

Hopefully it will be effective in getting me the head numbing high, I would get from a more expensive bong, but I won't be disappointed if it doesn't, as long as it does its job. Who knew that that one year of Pre- Architecture would be useful for "other things"!

Well that's it for now.

The Zig Zag Man Music Video

sistablaze — Mon, 05 May 2008 00:38:26 GMT

http://ca.youtube.com/watch?v=_suvtKqrKp8

First time grower.... am i doing ok so far?

smokiemcpot420 — Sun, 04 May 2008 07:22:15 GMT

Ok so i just decided one day to grow sum dank seeds i got :D... i have 2 palnts growing in one large pot in front of my bed... theres one grow light on top of the planter, and they have grown quiet quickly over the past 3 weeks, they have just started 2 form their first large leaf.... i hope everything keeps going as well
are there any tips you guys can give me on getting the most out of these?

has this ever happend to you?

Sexy Sadie — Sun, 04 May 2008 02:45:46 GMT

i found out last weekend thhat my hook up was my boyfriends uncle. sounds like something out of a fuckin movie right, its not. but its kinda funny anything along the lines of this ever happend to anybody?

perc's vs. bongs?

SwitchTokE — Tue, 29 Apr 2008 06:18:20 GMT

alright, i have been recently looking for a new bong
when i cam across a new option ive never heard,
PERCULATORS!

i dont have a clue what it is!
so can someone please explain the
difference and how a perc works?

- SwitchTokE :bongin:

Drug Test

mexicanmoonbeam — Mon, 28 Apr 2008 20:46:49 GMT

I have never had to take a drug test. I have been offered a great job. I have stoped smoking until the test. I have 10 days. Any suggestions?

Just some metal vids...

TwoLOUD — Sun, 27 Apr 2008 05:58:26 GMT

Im in a bad mood..but always listen to metal. Should get some of my blood boiling more huh...;)

:smoke:

DevilDriver-I Could Care Less

Coal Chamber - Fiend

Killswitch Engage - Holy Diver

Dry Kill Logic - "Paper Tiger"

Machine Head - Now I Lay Thee Down

Stone Sour - Made Of Scars

Stone Sour - Get Inside

Killswitch Engage - The Arms of Sorrow

Type O Negative - Black No. 1

Ill Nino - How Can I Live

Fear Factory - Linchpin

Coal Chamber - Shock The Monkey

Soulfly - Frontlines

Sub Dub Micromachine - Fly

Black Label Society - Concrete Jungle

Soilwork | Rejection Role

Black Stone Cherry - Lonely Train

Soilwork | Stabbing the Drama

today

andi — Sat, 26 Apr 2008 05:29:55 GMT

today i was smokin by myself. i havn't smoked in a week maybe less. i was smoking,.. i didnt finish my bowl i put it away and i was watching some tv and passed out pretty much and it was only maybe around 5, not even. and i woke up like an hour ago. at 11. wtf

but oh well haha :P

another reason i hate cops....

samman2121 — Tue, 22 Apr 2008 21:40:01 GMT

me and my friend were driving around in my car smoking. and i'll admit, we were pretty high lol and so, i go to drop him off at his dormroom, and we were still talking, so i turn my engine off to turn the headlights off, and like, 2 seconds later, no joke, a cop knocks on my window. the first thing that came to my mind was omfg, good thing we smoked all our weed! so, i roll it down, and he says you can't park here. so i tell him something about turning my enginge off to turn the lights off so i wouldn't disturb the people who were sleeping while i pointed to some dark windows to make it seem like a legit reason. so my friend gets out, and i drive back to my dorm.

when i park, i call my friend and were both like omgggg dude, i cant believe that really happened! and so we talk for like, 4 minutes or so, and when i get out my car to go back to my room, that same cop is walking out the very door i have to go through to get to my room. so, thinking he's looking for me, i hide behind a truck, keeping it between me and him so he couldn't see me, and i hurry up and run back up to my room. i call my friend again, and he told me that when he went up to his room, the cop was looking at him the whole time he went up there.

that was a pretty scary night hahaha

so yea, cops are freakin douchebags

samman2121 — Tue, 22 Apr 2008 21:31:29 GMT

alright, i was at school, walking into the cafe looking to get something to eat, and there's this group of cops sitting at this table eating lunch, and one of them calls me over, and i was like oh boy. so i go over to him, and he asks about my shirt, which said "the hippies were right" on it. i was just like idk what it means, i just got it at wal-mart. and he goes you got it and you dont know what it means? and then they all start laughing at me. he asked if there was anything on the back, which i told him no and turned around to show him. and he was like next time i see you wearing that shirt you tell me what it means. and i was like alright. now that i think about it, he was such a fucking douchebag trying to look cool in front of all his cop friends. i hate cops now, seriously. they're all gay.