On Glee
(With respect to any gay friend)
This "Glee" show on EMTV is sick!
Who the heck is is sponsoring it? The themes are not PNG-relevant. It's a show thats made by Americans, for Americans, of Americans.
But of course this is exactly how modern thought (amoral/post modern worldview) has enslaved the world; through drama, song and entertainment. Reshape the mindset and you reshape culture.
The themes are sickening, notice:
- free love and sex in the teen years
- the "beautification", normalization, and glorification of homosexual relations
- a short-sighted purposeless life that seeks meaning in temporary pleasures, iow VANITY.
I know theres a lot of crap on EMTV but the show is an insult. What's next, "Modern Family" and "Queer as Folk"? We're on a vicious spiral of moral degradation and we're making it worse by airing shows with these themes on prime time TV,where the kids, who are already lost because of absent parents and who are still forming an identity, are watching. They're still collecting ideas about what's ok and what's not.
Glee is sick. And even though this may be a vain call:
I say it pull it off the air.
God Bless PNG.
Thoughts and Ideas for and regarding Papua New Guinea, the country I love.
07 October 2013
19 July 2013
On Soldier Brutality
On Soldier Brutality
By Ganjiki
So soldiers from Taurama blame medical students for instigating the weekend incident (per today's papers). And they do it through a statement passed through colleagues to the press.
They would win substantial respect if the men involved on both side came out straight out and said "I did it". Don't pass a note to the press. Rock up in front of the cameras and say "this is what happened last Friday....and I'm sorry for my part in it."
Be the better man.
But regardless of what happened on Friday, what happened on Saturday and Sunday is ALL on those soldiers. And it is completely inexcusable.
Medical students didn't drag those soldiers from Taurama to 3mile. The students didn't go over and fill the truck tanks and supply the guns to the soldiers, order them into the vehicles and send them to MedSchool. That was all those rogues in uniform.
The soldiers CHOSE to do what they did on Saturday and Sunday. No one held their hand. No one invaded their dreams like in "The Inception" and plant a thought to do it (well no human being anyway). In their conscious mind they decided to go on the rampage. Those rogues did it.
[Just like they did on Manu Service Station, Malaoro Market, Aviat Club in Lae, and dare I say when they escorted Belden Namah when he stormed the Supreme Court. It was all on them.]
They cannot escape the responsibility for their actions. What they did on the weekend was instigated and incited—in the purest sense of those words—by themselves. With independent freely-functioning minds.
And the sad thing is: their superiors let them do it. And this is where PNGDF has failed. It has failed to instill true discipline in the deep crevices of the minds and hearts of these soldiers. True discipline is self-discipline—where it's neither the fear of punishment nor the anticipation of reward that makes one do the right thing. But it's the sense of self-respect and the awareness of one's own dignity that keeps him from doing anything that attracts the contempt of society.
The PNGDF has failed in ensuring that ALL its soldiers are not just adult bodies containing a toddler's stamina and mindset—a mindset that seeks its own all the time. It failed to ensure that the emotional intelligence of ALL its members was high enough to withstand the urge to go on a rampage against innocent unarmed civilians, with high-powered rifles. It failed to deny those soldiers access to firearms in peacetime. It failed miserably to ensure that it recruited, trained and maintained men who have the highest regard for their uniform, the flag, the nation, and the civilians whom they swore to protect. Any man who does not have that high regard, nor the discipline to live up to that regard, deserves not the uniform that this nation gives to him.
The PNGDF owes it to the People of PNG to ensure that ONLY respectable self-disciplined men and women occupy its ranks. It owes it to the People to expunge itself of the elements that are not worthy of its label—elements that bring disrepute and contempt to its name. Elements that seek to wear the uniform for all the wrong reasons.
This is where the true strength of PNGDF and its leaders is tested. In whether it is able to pick itself up and regain the trust of the People; or whether it continues to pay lip-service about discipline in an obviously "lack-of-discipline" force. The people need to see the line being drawn and rogue soldiers court-martialled, criminally convicted and kicked out, and the rest continuously trained and disciplined so such behavior becomes less and less probable.
Otherwise the People will be entitled to think little or nothing of the PNGDF.
Heavenise day!
GDW
By Ganjiki
So soldiers from Taurama blame medical students for instigating the weekend incident (per today's papers). And they do it through a statement passed through colleagues to the press.
They would win substantial respect if the men involved on both side came out straight out and said "I did it". Don't pass a note to the press. Rock up in front of the cameras and say "this is what happened last Friday....and I'm sorry for my part in it."
Be the better man.
But regardless of what happened on Friday, what happened on Saturday and Sunday is ALL on those soldiers. And it is completely inexcusable.
Medical students didn't drag those soldiers from Taurama to 3mile. The students didn't go over and fill the truck tanks and supply the guns to the soldiers, order them into the vehicles and send them to MedSchool. That was all those rogues in uniform.
The soldiers CHOSE to do what they did on Saturday and Sunday. No one held their hand. No one invaded their dreams like in "The Inception" and plant a thought to do it (well no human being anyway). In their conscious mind they decided to go on the rampage. Those rogues did it.
[Just like they did on Manu Service Station, Malaoro Market, Aviat Club in Lae, and dare I say when they escorted Belden Namah when he stormed the Supreme Court. It was all on them.]
They cannot escape the responsibility for their actions. What they did on the weekend was instigated and incited—in the purest sense of those words—by themselves. With independent freely-functioning minds.
And the sad thing is: their superiors let them do it. And this is where PNGDF has failed. It has failed to instill true discipline in the deep crevices of the minds and hearts of these soldiers. True discipline is self-discipline—where it's neither the fear of punishment nor the anticipation of reward that makes one do the right thing. But it's the sense of self-respect and the awareness of one's own dignity that keeps him from doing anything that attracts the contempt of society.
The PNGDF has failed in ensuring that ALL its soldiers are not just adult bodies containing a toddler's stamina and mindset—a mindset that seeks its own all the time. It failed to ensure that the emotional intelligence of ALL its members was high enough to withstand the urge to go on a rampage against innocent unarmed civilians, with high-powered rifles. It failed to deny those soldiers access to firearms in peacetime. It failed miserably to ensure that it recruited, trained and maintained men who have the highest regard for their uniform, the flag, the nation, and the civilians whom they swore to protect. Any man who does not have that high regard, nor the discipline to live up to that regard, deserves not the uniform that this nation gives to him.
The PNGDF owes it to the People of PNG to ensure that ONLY respectable self-disciplined men and women occupy its ranks. It owes it to the People to expunge itself of the elements that are not worthy of its label—elements that bring disrepute and contempt to its name. Elements that seek to wear the uniform for all the wrong reasons.
This is where the true strength of PNGDF and its leaders is tested. In whether it is able to pick itself up and regain the trust of the People; or whether it continues to pay lip-service about discipline in an obviously "lack-of-discipline" force. The people need to see the line being drawn and rogue soldiers court-martialled, criminally convicted and kicked out, and the rest continuously trained and disciplined so such behavior becomes less and less probable.
Otherwise the People will be entitled to think little or nothing of the PNGDF.
Heavenise day!
GDW
17 May 2013
EAT OF HIS FLESH!
By GDW
Looking through Facebook and watching PNGeans debate matters with an attempt to interpret Biblical principles has made me realise how starved of real Biblical teaching and studying we are. Suddenly we're all self-styled theologians, but how wrong some of us are. I truly wonder whether we really have private Bible studies. Where we open the word and have a concordance and some trusty commentary at hand, and say a prayer for the Spirit of Truth to help us understand…truly understand.
Christianity in PNG has become a feel-good thing. Prosperity gospel by popular preachers has made us treat God as a mere butler. People want to hear words that tickle their ears so they can shout "Amen!" Preachers aren't preaching about sin anymore because they want to keep their audiences.
But I'd wish we'd also teach people about living right by the Word of God, and not just by the words of popular leadership and life-coaching gurus. I wish preachers would say more of those things that make people squirm in their chairs and quietly go "ouch!" Rather than jump up and down at every ticklish catchphrase of a charismatic speaker. Like when Jonathan Edwards preached monotnously about Hell and Sin and his congregation fled from the church because the words struck at the core of their beings and their realisation of sin became too much too bear.
We're still babes of the faith, we love to have every itch scratched, and every soft-spot tickled and soiled diapers washed without participating in the cleaning. We want to be fed soft words that others have already chewed and churned. We'd like the adults to speak to us kindly and softly like a child longs for "goo goos" and "gah gahs". We can't and don't want to handle the heavy stuff. It's too painful and difficult to chew.
People want to use the Word to make an argument but not to convict our own hearts and change our evil ways. In fact we'd use it to avoid being judged. To avoid change. We'd rather Jesus' words of "judge not lest you be judged", than "no one comes to the Father except through Me". Because we'd rather He not be the ONLY Way. We like His kind words of love but not His ultimatums of living sacrifice "eating of my flesh". We'd rather His love for sinners than His hate for sin.
And so we continue in sin, grieving his heart. Ignorant of His whole Truth and the wholeness of His message. In the words of Ravi Zacharias "Jesus didn't come to make bad people good, He came to make dead people live."
I must add He didn't come to give us ammunition for our petty debates, He brought words of eternal life. That's an important note. We're ignoring His words of Eternal life while gobbling up His words for this life. Come eternity we may find we're bankrupt in the words that REALLY matter.
So please return to the Word. It has instructions for living, for salvation and sanctification and glorification. If you stop at instructions for "living", you might find yourself short of a whole eternal package. Pastors preach HARD WORDS. You know! Words to REBUKE, CORRECT, AND INSTRUCT. Not just to uplift and encourage. And those "fans" of the Bible, get into it and read. Consume it so that it consumes you.
EAT OF HIS FLESH. He said so Himself! He is the WORD.
Heavenise day!
GDW
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Ganjiki
"INSPIRING PASSION"
"INSPIRING PASSION"
01 May 2013
Risking Reputation to Reach the Lost
By Stephen Michael Leach (on Facebook)
Several years ago here in PNG I knew a lovely girl who was vibrant, intelligent, educated and well on her way to becoming a successful career woman. Occasionally she would come sit in the studio audience with her friends while I was on air at FM Morobe and I'd see her every day on lunch break on the steps of Vela Rumana.
She began a relationship with an older married man in Lae and I watched as her life began to fall apart... everyone talked about her... whenever I would greet her in Foodmart I could feel the ever present watchful eyes of suspicion and judgment....
One "intercessor" pulled me aside one day after witnessing me greeting the girl and gave me a tongue lashing about how inappropriate it was for a young single Reverend with my skin color and position to be seen publicly talking to someone she considered a glorified K2 meri (prostitute).
I listened to that woman out of fear of offending the Church and destroying my reputation. I stopped going out of my way to greet this girl... I was no longer openly friendly in public least someone accuse me of flirting with her. A few months later I was catching a PMV from Madang to Lae and as we went around Madang town and I hung my head out of window yelling, "LAE! LAE! LAE!" like a legit boss crew... I saw this girl walking towards the bus from the market carrying her bags. I thought to myself, "oh no...." she saw me and smiled and for a moment I saw the girl she used to be.
She sat beside me all day on the bumpy and dust filled ride back to Swit Rainy Lae... We talked some and she tried to engage me in conversation but I was so fearful of what other people on the bus would think about us that I engaged her politely but I never really talked about anything in depth. We dropped her off at her home in Lae and I said, "lukim yu bihain Wantok" as she walked away.
A few days later I heard that she had discovered that she was pregnant with the child of that married man and that she had hung herself in her bedroom.
I MOURNED HER DEATH AND THE DEATH OF HER CHILD. I cried out to God and begged Him to forgive me for bowing to the pressure of Religion and Culture and shunning her for the sake of my own reputation. I begged God to forgive me for wasting An ENTIRE DAY SITTING NEXT TO HER ON THE BUS FROM MADANG when I could have been speaking LIFE over her spirit. It was and IS one of the most shameful moments of my ministry.
But I share it with you today because I do not want YOU to make the same mistake that I did all those years ago. God had sent me 10,000 miles across the world to her nation. He had placed me in her life. He had made a White boy from Virginia an honorary Boss Crew on a Madang PMV so that He could place me RIGHT NEXT TO HER while she was walking through the valley of the shadow of death. And I had bowed down to the religious spirits and the whispering tongues of gossip. In so doing I had betrayed my calling as a missionary.
For years I carried that all-consuming guilt and felt that the blood of her and her unborn child was on my "holy" white hands... When she died I fundamentally changed... I ceased caring what any of the judgmental religious people thought about me... I was going to reach and be friends with everyone whether they were approved by the Church or not.
Listen to me. Do not EVER shun a sinner just because RELIGION tells you to! Do not ever turn your back on a hurting soul just to keep your own name. Lift up JESUS and speak LIFE over the broken and the hurting... even if that means losing your reputation in the process.
This isn't about YOU it's all about JESUS.
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Ganjiki
"INSPIRING PASSION"
"INSPIRING PASSION"
26 April 2013
Our deranged Modern World
In the old days, when parents arranged marriages, the marriages seemed to last forever. These days, we're free to choose our spouses, and the rate of separation and divorce is disgraceful. It shows a greater erosion in our current society: It seems the freer we get, the more insane we become. We're not restrained any more by timeless principles, but by rash emotions and hormonal dictates.
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We make more babies than families; have more passing lovers than lifelong spouses; have more sex but have less love; we lust more and love less.
The Dark Ages is nothing compared to this age. We deserve fire and brimstone more than Sodom and Gomorrah; and the flood more than the days of Noah.
Thank God He promised not to punish us like that again.
Ganjiki
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Ganjiki
"INSPIRING PASSION"
"INSPIRING PASSION"
17 April 2013
HEART OF WISDOM
HEART OF WISDOM
"Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom." A psalm of Moses (90:12)
I turned another year old today. But I really stopped celebrating birthdays after 16. I wanted to stay there forever. Sometimes I think I am. Anyway, it's a time where I'm reminded of how precious life is (not that I forget on ordinary days): to know and be known by the Maker of the Universe; to love and be loved by an incredible woman; to belong to an awesome family; and to dwell in the sweetest country. Such is my lot.
What does it mean to be Papua New Guinean? We were deliberately placed here by God. He didn't randomly chuck us here. Or throw us into the air and see where we'd land on Earth. He deliberately decided I'd be Papua New Guinean. He could've made me Jewish so I'd be real smart. Or German so I'd be real tough. Or African so I could run marathons. Or Jamaican so I could run fast. He made me here, before I was even conceived. Before the foundations of the Earth, He decided to make me PNGean.
I didn't ask Him for this. I couldn't walk up to His drawing table and make corrections to His earlier designs of me. It was all on Him. In that infinite wisdom of His, He decided this. He must have had a plan. Surely better plans than I could ever have. And so here I am. Here we are. I’ve been a Papua New Guinean for 10,227 days. I'm learning to number my days. Maybe so I can gain a heart of wisdom. Just like Moses said.
Speaking of Wisdom, maybe this a good time to tell of 2 of my life verses: (1) "If any of you lacks wisdom let him ask of God who gives liberally and without reproach." [James 1:5]. (2) "So give your servant a discerning heart to govern your people and to distinguish between right and wrong. For who is able to govern this great people of yours?" ~ Solomon [1 Kings 3:9]
We don't seem to seriously seek wisdom these days. We think a modern information-age education is synonymous with wisdom. Far from it. Solomon's wisdom was a direct result of his prayer. It was God who gave him wisdom, increased his powers of observation and guided his learning. As a result he could recognized reality correctly and make calls that have stood true and profound through the ages.Here's my definition of wisdom: wisdom is the true understanding of truth and reality, for the accurate utility of knowledge, to the perpetual and eternal benefit of man, for the ultimate glory of God.
Foolishness is therefore knowledge un-girded by truth, not perpetually beneficial to man, and un-glorifying to God. And our knowledge is wreaked with those 3 negative characteristics. My definition of truth is "reality translated into information." If information does not accurately correspond to reality, it is not truth.
We need truth. But to discern truth one must have wisdom. Why is truth vital? Because without it we don't have an accurate grasp on reality. We haven't yet recognized the problems to even begin addressing them. If we are honest enough we'd realize that we're far from correctly discerning reality. We do not have truth. We're groping for answers and pathways but we don't know where or what the obstacles are. Nor do we know where we're going. We're blind. But we don't know it, because we have not seen the light. We don't know if there should be a difference.
We mistake digress for progress. Up for down. Childishness for manliness. Weakness for strength. Good for bad. Lies for truth. We celebrate vices and scoff virtues. Darkness for light. Revenge for justice. Insanity for freedom.
Today we're surrounded by leaders who think they know enough to not need wisdom. And so we have a nation that has every indication of a lost and degenerating society. And yet we glorify ourselves in our foolishness.
If we would only humbly ask God for wisdom we could probably figure out how to run our country better. My prayer is that these life verses will become cornerstones of the daily prayers of young people of PNG. That more would be constantly asking God for a heart of wisdom and the ability to distinguish between right and wrong. That they'd seek after His Word and read into books to gain a correct understanding of reality.
We would do well to seek wisdom above all things. Like precious and rare rubies. Like treasures stashed in some secret place, requiring vigilant seeking, and asking and knocking.
A nation of wise people per our Vision 2050 is an impossible dream if our youths are not interested in gaining a heart of wisdom.
Heavenise day!
Ganjiki
"Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom." A psalm of Moses (90:12)
I turned another year old today. But I really stopped celebrating birthdays after 16. I wanted to stay there forever. Sometimes I think I am. Anyway, it's a time where I'm reminded of how precious life is (not that I forget on ordinary days): to know and be known by the Maker of the Universe; to love and be loved by an incredible woman; to belong to an awesome family; and to dwell in the sweetest country. Such is my lot.
What does it mean to be Papua New Guinean? We were deliberately placed here by God. He didn't randomly chuck us here. Or throw us into the air and see where we'd land on Earth. He deliberately decided I'd be Papua New Guinean. He could've made me Jewish so I'd be real smart. Or German so I'd be real tough. Or African so I could run marathons. Or Jamaican so I could run fast. He made me here, before I was even conceived. Before the foundations of the Earth, He decided to make me PNGean.
I didn't ask Him for this. I couldn't walk up to His drawing table and make corrections to His earlier designs of me. It was all on Him. In that infinite wisdom of His, He decided this. He must have had a plan. Surely better plans than I could ever have. And so here I am. Here we are. I’ve been a Papua New Guinean for 10,227 days. I'm learning to number my days. Maybe so I can gain a heart of wisdom. Just like Moses said.
Speaking of Wisdom, maybe this a good time to tell of 2 of my life verses: (1) "If any of you lacks wisdom let him ask of God who gives liberally and without reproach." [James 1:5]. (2) "So give your servant a discerning heart to govern your people and to distinguish between right and wrong. For who is able to govern this great people of yours?" ~ Solomon [1 Kings 3:9]
We don't seem to seriously seek wisdom these days. We think a modern information-age education is synonymous with wisdom. Far from it. Solomon's wisdom was a direct result of his prayer. It was God who gave him wisdom, increased his powers of observation and guided his learning. As a result he could recognized reality correctly and make calls that have stood true and profound through the ages.Here's my definition of wisdom: wisdom is the true understanding of truth and reality, for the accurate utility of knowledge, to the perpetual and eternal benefit of man, for the ultimate glory of God.
Foolishness is therefore knowledge un-girded by truth, not perpetually beneficial to man, and un-glorifying to God. And our knowledge is wreaked with those 3 negative characteristics. My definition of truth is "reality translated into information." If information does not accurately correspond to reality, it is not truth.
We need truth. But to discern truth one must have wisdom. Why is truth vital? Because without it we don't have an accurate grasp on reality. We haven't yet recognized the problems to even begin addressing them. If we are honest enough we'd realize that we're far from correctly discerning reality. We do not have truth. We're groping for answers and pathways but we don't know where or what the obstacles are. Nor do we know where we're going. We're blind. But we don't know it, because we have not seen the light. We don't know if there should be a difference.
We mistake digress for progress. Up for down. Childishness for manliness. Weakness for strength. Good for bad. Lies for truth. We celebrate vices and scoff virtues. Darkness for light. Revenge for justice. Insanity for freedom.
Today we're surrounded by leaders who think they know enough to not need wisdom. And so we have a nation that has every indication of a lost and degenerating society. And yet we glorify ourselves in our foolishness.
If we would only humbly ask God for wisdom we could probably figure out how to run our country better. My prayer is that these life verses will become cornerstones of the daily prayers of young people of PNG. That more would be constantly asking God for a heart of wisdom and the ability to distinguish between right and wrong. That they'd seek after His Word and read into books to gain a correct understanding of reality.
We would do well to seek wisdom above all things. Like precious and rare rubies. Like treasures stashed in some secret place, requiring vigilant seeking, and asking and knocking.
A nation of wise people per our Vision 2050 is an impossible dream if our youths are not interested in gaining a heart of wisdom.
Heavenise day!
Ganjiki
03 April 2013
NATIONAL DOCUMENTS SHOULD BE COMPULSORY READING
For some inspirational and nationalistic reading, try the Constitutional Planning Committee Report.
It's one of the most inspiring documents you as a Papua New Guinean could ever read. It contains the ideals of a new nation. An attempt at harmonising conflicting values of diverse cultures and a modern western-influenced world.
It will also tell you where we went wrong. We set for ourselves a goal. We wrote it down. But as soon as we started the journey our drivers threw out the roadmap and tried to figure it out on their own. As a result we've had successive governments simply continuously trying to undo the work of the previous, and trying their own thing every time. And we have a people who don't know what we started out to do so we don't know how to get our government back on track.
The CPC Report should be compulsory reading for every person (citizen or not), in the PNG education system. Without it and the without the Preamble of the Constituion being compulsory reading, we the people have ended up with a massive vacuum in our mindsets. Our philosophies are lacking a major component. And without that component we continue to be a lost people.
The Preamble of the Constitution is one of the most profound pieces of literature this nation owns. Its ideals are so sound it rivals the profundity of the American Declaration of Independence (at least in my view). The words can move you. The goals contained in the National Goals and Directive Principles are noble and perpetual. If our leaders would take those goals to heart they would realise what they're doing wrong. They'd change and start taking us where we need to go. (That's presuming they are remotely interested in taking us where we need to go).
So we are a nation of blind people being lead by blind leaders. We don't know where we're going and we want to get there real fast. We penned a vision, but threw it out as soon as we started the journey. Now we're travelling a hundred miles an hour not really going to a predetermined destination. We're circling a roundabout of conflicting visions and dreams imposed on us by leaders who want to make a name for themselves but end up mudding our nation's name.
So if you as a resident, or a citizen of this country, are interested in knowing what we should believe as a nation, and where we should be heading, and how we should get there, read the CPC Report and the Preamble of the Constitution.
It'll be worth it.
God bless PNG.
Ganjiki D Wayne
Patriots PngInc
It's one of the most inspiring documents you as a Papua New Guinean could ever read. It contains the ideals of a new nation. An attempt at harmonising conflicting values of diverse cultures and a modern western-influenced world.
It will also tell you where we went wrong. We set for ourselves a goal. We wrote it down. But as soon as we started the journey our drivers threw out the roadmap and tried to figure it out on their own. As a result we've had successive governments simply continuously trying to undo the work of the previous, and trying their own thing every time. And we have a people who don't know what we started out to do so we don't know how to get our government back on track.
The CPC Report should be compulsory reading for every person (citizen or not), in the PNG education system. Without it and the without the Preamble of the Constituion being compulsory reading, we the people have ended up with a massive vacuum in our mindsets. Our philosophies are lacking a major component. And without that component we continue to be a lost people.
The Preamble of the Constitution is one of the most profound pieces of literature this nation owns. Its ideals are so sound it rivals the profundity of the American Declaration of Independence (at least in my view). The words can move you. The goals contained in the National Goals and Directive Principles are noble and perpetual. If our leaders would take those goals to heart they would realise what they're doing wrong. They'd change and start taking us where we need to go. (That's presuming they are remotely interested in taking us where we need to go).
So we are a nation of blind people being lead by blind leaders. We don't know where we're going and we want to get there real fast. We penned a vision, but threw it out as soon as we started the journey. Now we're travelling a hundred miles an hour not really going to a predetermined destination. We're circling a roundabout of conflicting visions and dreams imposed on us by leaders who want to make a name for themselves but end up mudding our nation's name.
So if you as a resident, or a citizen of this country, are interested in knowing what we should believe as a nation, and where we should be heading, and how we should get there, read the CPC Report and the Preamble of the Constitution.
It'll be worth it.
God bless PNG.
Ganjiki D Wayne
Patriots PngInc
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