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Rice can read Experiment: Part II

Some time back, I wrote a blog entry about how rice can read. By merely placing the word 'LOVE' and 'HATE' on a container containing rice, you can effect the way they behave and rot. Trust me, I was as 'Oh come on! Gimme a break!' as you are. But because I am the kind of person who does not believe in pure bullshit, I tried it out and guess what....I've yet to pick my jaws up from the floor. This is an update of what I did because after we moved house, I kept the LOVE RICE and the HATE RICE right there....no change. I don't even go back there so often....not even for a sneak peek. Today, I brought the real estate agent there because we're trying to sell the place and there are hints (huge ones) that we lived there once upon a time. Major clean-up and home staging required. And I spotted them. Not quite side by side but on the same table. I am just completely amazed, I have to tell you. I have no definite answer for you unless I go into something truly philosophical and I am not going to do that. Here's the evidence that LOVE CONQUERS ALL and HATE DESTROYS ANYTHING....even if it's just rice. Trust me, I tampered with it not....not at all. It's been that way since day 1. This is LOVE RICE....a little hard and lumpy after all this time but generally speaking, the rice is still white. I'd rather be pushed off a cliff than try eating that stuff but it looked pretty much the way we left it. See the date if you can...it was taken today. And then there's the HATE RICE. I don't know how to explain this....it's just like this. Amazing, isn't it? But then again, it's really not so amazing because it proves one thing and one thing only. Love can have a positive effective on everything, human, dogs, kids, lovers....rice. The moment you tell the rice that you hate it, it'll rot. So, my fellow friends and family members, love each other because love DOES have powerful magic.

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