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Missing

Missing

How many children are missing from your city? Have you ever wondered why no one continues to follow up? Here alone we have four missing young girls, they are from years ago, but no one knows where they went, alive or dead. Then they list those living near by, who harmed the young, under the gun.

Children Learn From Others

Children Learn From Others

A child learns strength from it’s Mother, For a Mother’s love never quavers, It grows abundantly, never ending. A Father’s love is guiding, Aiding one much in discernment, loyalty and respect, It shows a splendor of forms, mostly tranquil. A friend’s love aids in compassion, Compassion in listening and generosity. A friend’s love is loyal, [...]

A Message Whispered, a Plea Screamed!

A Message Whispered, a Plea Screamed!

“You do not,” she whispered, “come to me; I come to you!I come when I wish it, not when you beg for it.I come when you need my strength,when you can’t carry on or when you are ready to give up.I know of your need and I will fulfill itbut only on my terms.I choose [...]

The Heartbeat of Kusy

The Heartbeat of Kusy

On the 105th anniversary of the birth of Janusz Tadeusz Kusociński, Olympian. - In 1932 at the Los Angeles Olympics of the X-th Olympiad – Janusz Tadeusz Kusociński of Poland won the 10,000 meter race.  Kusociński, nicknamed “Kusy” by his fellow Poles was born January 15, 1907 in Warsaw – and he was executed for Resistance [...]

A Brief Moment

A Brief Moment

Where this came from was me sitting at a rest stop on the highway watching someone jotting words on a napkin, and I followed writing what I believed she was doing.

A Moment

A Moment

It only takes a moment for someone to harm your child, a moment for disgrace to run rampid, free, wild. It takes  a mere instant for an accused to be released a moment for a molestor to be set free A second for a loved one to say words of kindess minute to make a  [...]

Gnosis

Gnosis

What is the true meaning of Gnosis? Will we understand what it means and act accordingly? After a session with many people I wanted to let others know what I had learned regarding my life, your life, and the philosophy – Science – Art – Mysticisom of our day to day life.

You Tell Me

You Tell Me

Tell me, What are we going to do with our exchanged But faceless thoughts and promises in brackets, divided By commas And by the yearnings to know the unknown, to explore the untouchable? What… What would you suggest, for I am not as skilled as you are When it come to openness, to tears and [...]

Parting Glass

Parting Glass

No one knows what happens behind closed doors, as the saying goes – but it is the outcome people talk about, never how to cure it before it happens. This is about abused people and the homeless.

Who are the Guards?

Who are the Guards?

We were once protected by Guards, at school, during dances – then we protested because of war, we didn’t want the Guards, men came home in boxes, we learned about free love. Time has gone by, those same people who yelled Kill the Pig, are now the lawyers, Congress, Mothers and Fathers. What happened to Peace?

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