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Everlasting Life. . we are already in Eternity. . . .
Life Everlasting. . . we are already in Eternity. . . . I scribed you cannot list the world’s disorders without revealing yours in duplicate. If one cannot relate to the ills surrounding, can we expect something to be done with what is not seen? Is life to be lived for others or for self…
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The Best Learning Place. . . Our Earth. . .
A great day at the Park. . . . It was another difficult day with health issues and no energy to cope. And then this ray of sunshine was on my computer. Her grandfather saying this little engineer put the frame for the folding camp chair (with many shock corded legs) together, all by…
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Dr. Jonas Salk. . Conscious Evolution. . .
Having been an avid newspaper addict, and leaning to clutter, I tackled a box of clippings yellow with age because then there was no money to buy books. The local libraries knew the boys and this mother well. So I read for the past week brittle clips mostly from early 80’s. I placed aside an…
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No Space To Grow Bread. . . .
No Space To Grow Bread. . . They are young, you say, with hormones raging in bodies, having no desire for libraries and no entry monies for museums . . . In these places, soldiers in perilous times were forever sowing seeds of freedom, with farmers tilling soil of rocks and clay to…
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Long Past The Time. . .earth in hostage. . .
(I scribed this on February 24, 2018 and it was posted on that day. Sadly it bears repeating .) There are times that call men to action and this is one of them. It is time that certain ideas give way to the new ideas but ones that have been incubating for a long…
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Hunger For What Is Remembered. . . .
I write only of worlds I know. Of little, gentle fishes called Nords and Kerns and of Teachers. Did I create them or discover them in place? They shimmer for me. They are not just one world. There are also places of poverty that touch the living heart and strum it with songs of despair…
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Help Balance Our World. . . .
Where is this place called home? The elders often sit with a distant look and one hears them say I need to go home. Most lives have given no exact place to these words, but all of us have heard them said since we were children. I brought this place with me when I arrived…
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Sufficient Unto Itself . . .is the day. . .
Big guy, our Newfie, came in to get me up this morning. It was early but I said give me five. Which means I need more time. He left me to take guard outside my room until I said let’s go. I grabbed a throw since it was dark and cold. And prepared for time…
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The Farm Woman. . .
Someone probably said, considering there is nothing new under the sun, I knew the journey my spirit would take would be the one closest to my heart. That would be the earth and sky of course, a farm. The details would be only as difficult as I could overcome and not more than…
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The Children Will Lead. . . but You Are The Answer. . . .
The Children Shall Lead Us. . . . Young people, some only in grammar schools, around THE WORLD have taken leave of their classrooms today to strike their concerns about the coming death of their best and only classroom. It is this planet Earth. Our only home as far as most of us know,…