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love, compassion and communication................. The greatest gift you can give another is the purity of your attention.Music
your breath, someone winking, a sunrise, a smile, the great thing about music is, it doesn't matter what you like, music is the language of the soul.Movies
You're only given a little spark of madness. You mustn't lose it.Television
There are two ways to spread light; be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.Books
...and it said, "I have given you your vision, a message of hope for those who choose to hear it. Now write your message on the biggest wall on Earth, so those that read it, may run and tell others."Heroes
We are one, after all, you and I. Together we suffer, together exist, and forever will recreate each other.
Latest Blog Entries
- Oct 11, 2009 communication
- Sep 29, 2009 another excuse
- Apr 27, 2009 pessimism
- Feb 12, 2009 forgiveness
- Jul 18, 2008 Anger
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About me:
Sit down before fact as a little child. Be prepared to give up every preconceived notion and follow humbly wherever and to whatever abyss nature leads. I do not believe I am a deity. I do not believe I am in possession of world altering wisdom. I am a person just like you. Money, power, opinions, creeds, hatred, love, emotions, geographical locations, feelings, ideas, anything and everything that could define us as individuals aside; I feel that we are all the same. I think that the level of communication that is considered norm is not enough. So I have an idea. Perhaps we need an open ear; someone to listen. I won’t tell you what to do. I may not have the best advice. But I feel that we all have the same issues, just from all different perspectives. Perhaps we have all the answers. We just have to help each other find them. So here I am. Send me a message. I answers those as quickly as I can. Leave a comment for all to see, perhaps I or others will respond. I will write blogs as best I can, just be patient. Remember to follow you heart and listen to your mind.
Who I'd like to meet:
People and yes that includes you. I think love, compassion and communication are the saviors of humanity. All we need to do is talk. Some of us have a hard time being personal and honest with those around us for fear of rejection or judgment. I can be the answer. Vent to me, let out the frustration that detains you, ask advice, iron out your thoughts by putting them down in front of you. Open yourself up to the world and find yourself in it. If anything, just say hi. :)
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Nov 25 2009 6:34 AM
Our rural ancestors, with little blest,
Patient of labour when the end was rest,
Indulged the day that housed their annual grain,
With feasts, and off'rings, and a thankful strain.
~Alexander Pope
peace, love and harmony..........~d~
Nov 25 2009 1:13 AM
Art, regardless of tradition, time, historical relevance or medium has attempted to recreate and mimic nature since the first intentional lines were drawn in the soil beneath primitive feet.
-sozra
Nov 24 2009 8:52 PM
Nov 24 2009 6:17 AM
I watched the flag pass by one day.
It fluttered in the breeze.
A young Marine saluted it,
And then he stood at ease.
I looked at him in uniform
So young, so tall, so proud,
With hair cut square and eyes alert
He'd stand out in any crowd.
I thought how many men like him
Had fallen through the years.
How many died on foreign soil?
How many mothers' tears?
How many pilots' planes shot down?
How many died at sea?
How many foxholes were soldiers' graves?
No, freedom isn't free.
I heard the sound of taps one night,
When everything was still
I listened to the bugler play
And felt a sudden chill.
I wondered just how many times
That taps had meant "Amen,"
When a flag had draped a coffin
Of a brother or a friend.
I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives.
I thought about a graveyard
At the bottom of the sea
Of unmarked graves in Arlington.
No, freedom isn't free.
Author Unknown
peace, love and harmony........~d~
Nov 24 2009 6:15 AM
Nov 24 2009 5:31 AM
I've been cool, everyday is a humble day in a bumble bee way, getting stung, but learning. Whats new? or not?
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