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I kind of quickly signed on to CERB (Layla) when I was just starting to explore. First thing that came to mind was an old military call sign to use as my handle. I followed with a quick search and used a profile shot of a red dog.

 

If I could have predicted that I was going to be around for a while I would have put some thought in to choosing something with a little more "meaning".

 

Won't change now as it is who I am in relation to this board. :)

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I still love my Marcus Cato gold coin! I was happy to find it on internet, and I intend to keep using it! :)

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Mine was simply a guitar I was taken with almost 7 years ago when I was setting up my account. (Gibson Robot.) I never did buy one. Moved on to other toys, but I still like the image.

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My avatar is very personal to me in a very positive way, how I have evolved personally and professional over the last 10 years and suits me and my journey.

 

It has been said that "Overwhelmingly, cultural myth and lore honor the butterfly as a symbol of transformation because of its impressive process of metamorphosis.

From egg, to larvae (caterpillar), to pupa (the chrysalis or cocoon) and from the cocoon the butterfly emerges in her unfurling glory.

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Lexi: As you've been at this for some time and, and it appears to me, to have taken your time I hope you appreciate this lengthy quotation:

 

 

Quotes from Zorba the Greek

By Nikos Kazantzakis

Chapter 10, final paragraphs

I remembered one morning when I discovered a cocoon in the bark

of the tree, just as the butterfly was making a hole in the case and

preparing to come out. I waited a while, but it was too long

appearing and I was impatient. I bent over it and breathed on it to

warm it. I warmed it as quickly as I could and the miracle began to

happen before my eyes, faster than life. The case opened, the

butterfly started slowly crawling out and I shall never forget my

horror when I saw how its wings were folded back and crumpled;

the wretched butterfly tried with its whole trembling body to unfold

them. Bending over it, I tried to help it with my breath. In vain. It

needed to be hatched out patiently and the unfolding of the wings

should be a gradual process in the sun. Now it was too late. My

breath had forced the butterfly to appear, all crumpled, before its

time. It struggled desperately and, a few seconds later, died in the

palm of my hand.

That little body, I do believe is the greatest weight I have on my

conscience. For I realize today that it is a mortal sin to violate the

great laws of nature. We should not hurry, we should not be

impatient, but we should confidently obey the rhythm of people and

things.

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