Category Archives: Humanity

Martin Luther king Jr ~ Humanity

“This life therefore is not righteousness, but growth in righteousness, not health, but healing, not being but becoming, not rest but exercise. We are not yet what we shall be, but we are growing toward it, the process is not yet finished, but it is going on, this is not the end, but it is the road. All does not yet gleam in glory, but all is being purified.” ― Martin Luther


Harmony Day is celebrated annually on March 21st in Australia. Harmony Day began in 1999, coinciding with the United Nations International Day for the Elimination of Racial Discrimination. (Wiki)🤗

Harmony Day is celebrated annually on March 21st in Australia. Harmony Day began in 1999, coinciding with the United Nations International Day for the Elimination of Racial Discrimination. (Wiki)

Harmony needs to return to our hearts, soul & our land. With all the evil controlling us, we must stand tall and harmony & humanity starts in our homes.

Teach each other, support each other. Guide our children… ❤💫 (KD)


Be kind, considerate and courteous. But also be shrewd and know when to be tough and courageous

Be kind, considerate and courteous. But also be shrewd and know when to be tough and courageous. This is the mark of a well-defined character and you will surely command respect. It is most useful to read books on friendliness and enhancing relationships by being a good listener, showing others sincere appreciation and refining other interpersonal skills. But, to truly succeed, one must also recognize that worldly wisdom and shrewdness are essential skills to foster. Become an expert in human psychology and be able to read the essence of people. Never be taken advantage of and be aware of the politics around you. Stay above petty gossiping and office politics but appreciate that they indeed exist and know what goes on behind your back. Every great leader does.

Create your image as a highly competent, strong, disciplined, calm and decent individual. Find that crucial balance between working on the image that you project to the rest of the world and your inner character. Create a sense of mystery about yourself as the truly wise never show their hand. Do not tell everyone everything about yourself, your strategies and your aspirations. The successful citizens of this world think thrice before they speak because a word uttered can never be retrieved. Make things look easy and people will say you are naturally gifted. Speak only good things and people will flock to you. Never speak ill of others and all will know you will not malign them behind their backs. Build your character and live a highly principled life.

Familiarity breeds contempt is a very good rule. The stars remain far above the Earth. You must keep a distance from all but your closest of relations. Once people see everything of a leader he loses his aura and with it the authority and mystique he may have created. For example, Ronald Reagan was known to many as an excellent leader. He carefully cultivated his image of a folksy, considerate politician who kept the interests of the United States first and foremost in his mind. At gatherings of world leaders, he commanded attention and respect in his dark suits, surrounded by the trappings of power such as political aides, security officers and a convoy of limousines. As soon as he appeared, thoughts of authority and power came to our minds. Did you ever see the President with his shirt off swimming at his pool? How about in his dressing gown after waking up after one of his long sleeps, hair tousled and beard grown? Reagan’s handlers never allowed such glimpses because they detract from the perception of authority. The American nation was not exposed to these sights. In the Clinton Era things changed and you saw the President eating Big Macs and wearing baseball caps with a full business suit. Whilst these scenes may be endearing to the public, there is little doubt that President Clinton was more familiar to us, merely another one of us and, unlike the stars above, much closer to the ground.

Learn to organize your time. It is incorrect to say that by becoming a meticulous time manager and living by a carefully defined schedule you become rigid and nonspontaneous. Rather, proper organization allows one to accomplish those goals which are truly important as well as enjoy leisure time. Good time management offers more time for fun and relaxation – not less. These important periods are scheduled into the week just like other commitments which may appear more pressing. Neither are sacrificed. Also, discipline yourself and stop wasting time on all those immediate and pressing but unimportant tasks (i.e., the ringing phones) and concentrate on the activities that are truly meaningful to your life’s mission. Such activities include time for self-renewal and reflection, time forging relationships built on trust and mutual respect, time for physical fitness, time to read and think deeply and time serving others in your community.

Keep well-informed about current events, the latest books and popular trends. Many peak performers read five or six papers a day. You don’t have to read every story of every paper. Know what to focus on, what to pass by and what to clip out and read at another time (many successful people scan scores of magazines and papers, clipping out articles of interest; these articles go into a file folder which can be read in your down time). Knowledge is power. Whether you are an entrepreneur, a corporate leader or someone leading a family, you can profoundly change your life and the lives of those around you with a single idea. Just ask Gates, Edison and Bell.

When choosing your life partner, remember that this is the most important decision of your lifetime. The marriage relationship offers 90% of all your support, happiness and fulfillment so choose it wisely. Consider qualities such as affection, sense of humor, intelligence, integrity, maturity, temperament, compatibility and that indescribable characteristic of chemistry. If these are present, your relationship stands an excellent chance of great success. Move slowly and let no one press you into an uncomfortable decision.

Never discuss your personal development activities with anyone. Your strategies for expanding your mind and spirit are your own. Others might not understand the value of personal-mastery and, further, will take away your credit when you meet with success by saying that you relied on techniques. Keep these self-development activities to yourself.

Schedule relaxation time into your week and be ruthless in protecting it. You would not schedule another activity into the time planned for an important meeting with the president of your company or your best client so why would you put off a period to invest in yourself? We must have time for ourselves to reflect, unwind and recharge our batteries. These are the renewal activities that allow us to maintain peak performance and are exceptionally valuable periods.

83% of our sensory input comes from our eyes. To truly concentrate on something, shut your eyes and you will remove much distraction.

Be the master of your will but the servant of your conscience.

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HUMANITY Story of the day 🤝

She asked him, ‘How much are you selling the eggs for?’
The old seller replied, ‘$.25 an egg, Madam.’
She said to him, ‘I will take 6 eggs for $1.25 or I will leave.’
The old seller replied, ‘Come take them at the price you want. Maybe, this is a good beginning because I have not been able to sell even a single egg today.’

She took the eggs and walked away feeling she has won. She got into her fancy car and went to a posh restaurant with her friend. There, she and her friend, ordered whatever they liked. They ate a little and left a lot of what they ordered. Then she went to pay the bill. The bill costed her $45.00 She gave $50.00 and asked the owner of the restaurant to keep the change.

This incident might have seemed quite normal to the owner but, very painful to the poor egg seller.

The point is,
Why do we always show we have the power when we buy from the needy ones? And why do we get generous to those who do not even need our generosity?

I once read somewhere:

‘My father used to buy simple goods from poor people at high prices, even though he did not need them. Sometimes he even used to pay extra for them. I got concerned by this act and asked him why does he do so? Then my father replied, “It is a charity wrapped with dignity, my child”

I know most of you won’t share this message but if you feel that people need to see this, then do spread this message.

Good News Week ~ yah



I’ve seen this before, but it’s worth another read. Enjoy.

Too beautiful not to pass on

Those of us old enough to remember when the phone was wired to the wall, usually in the kitchen, can relate to this story.
I loved this read.
When I was a young boy, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood.
I remember the polished, old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box.
I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother talked to it.
Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person.
Her name was “Information Please” and there was nothing she did not know.
Information Please could supply anyone’s number and the correct time.
My personal experience with the genie-in-a-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor.
Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer,
the pain was terrible, but there seemed no point in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy.
I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway.
The telephone! Quickly, I ran for the footstool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing.
Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear. “Information, please,”
I said into the mouthpiece just above my head.
A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear.
“I hurt my finger…” I wailed into the phone, the tears came readily enough now that I had an audience..
“Isn’t your mother home?” came the question.
“Nobody’s home but me,” I blubbered.
“Are you bleeding?” the voice asked
“No, “I replied. “I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts.”
“Can you open the icebox?” she asked.
I said I could.
“Then chip off a little bit of ice and hold it to your finger,” said the voice..
After that, I called “Information Please” for everything.
I asked her for help with my geography, and she told me where Philadelphia was.
She helped me with my math.

Then, there was the time Petey, our pet canary, died. I called, “Information Please,” and told her the sad story.
She listened, and then said things grown-ups say to soothe a child. But I was not consoled. I asked her,
“Why is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all families,
only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage?”
She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly,
“Wayne, always remember that there are other worlds to sing in.”
Somehow I felt better.
Another day I was on the telephone, “Information Please.”
“Information,” said in the now familiar voice.
“How do I spell fix?” I asked.
All this took place in a small town in the Pacific Northwest.
When I was nine years old, we moved across the country to Boston.
I missed my friend very much.
“Information Please” belonged in that old wooden box back home and I somehow never thought of
trying the shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall.
As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me.
Often, in moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then.
I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy.
A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle.
I had about a half-hour or so between planes. I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there now.
Then without thinking what I was doing, I dialed my hometown operator and said, “Information Please.”
Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well.
I hadn’t planned this, but I heard myself saying, “Could you please tell me how to spell fix?”
There was a long pause. Then came the soft-spoken answer, “I guess your finger must have healed by now.”
I laughed, “So it’s really you,” I said. “I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during that time?”
“I wonder,” she said, “if you know how much your calls meant to me.
I never had any children and I used to look forward to your calls.”
I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again
when I came back to visit my sister.
“Please do,” she said. “Just ask for Sally.”
Three months later I was back in Seattle.
A different voice answered, “Information.”
I asked for Sally.
“Are you a friend?” she said.
“Yes, a very old friend,” I answered.
“I’m sorry to have to tell you this,” She said.
“Sally had been working part-time the last few years because she was sick.
She died five weeks ago.”
Before I could hang up, she said,
“Wait a minute, did you say your name was Wayne?” “
“Yes.” I answered.
Well, Sally left a message for you. She wrote it down in case you called. Let me read it to you.
The note said, “Tell him there are other worlds to sing in. He’ll know what I mean.”
I thanked her and hung up. I knew what Sally meant.
Never underestimate the impression you may make on others.
Whose life have you touched today?
Why not pass this on? I just did…. Lifting you on eagle’s wings.
May you find the joy and peace you long for.

Life is a journey.


“DIVINITY IS PERMEATING EVERY CELL!” a poem a.k.a.: ” There’s No Accounting For Taste!” a.k.a.: “I Can’t Help It! You Make Me Feel So Wonderful!” Feb. 20, 2019 [Wednesday: Karaoke at The Railroad Blues! Tonight!]

The difference between prurient and beautiful – is just A MATTER OF TASTE;
The difference ‘tween terrifying & funny-or-entertaining, can simply be too much haste,
In judging, TOO HARSHLY OR QUICKLY – things that you’ve never seen,
Or experienced! For the-VERY RAW – need NOT be obscene!


Whether IT’s – a strapless evening gown,
Or: an-oozing-p y – or erupting p s – IT’S JUST A NOUN!
And f k i s j u s t f o u r l e t t e r s, without-L-or-O-or-V-or-E,
Drawing distinctions – That’s really all I ever see!

Any love is good love, IF YOU ARE OPEN TO,
Loving! everything-in-every-way – Then-IT’S-TRUE-LOVE (whew!)
LOVE IS LOVE; is Hate – is Desire!
Rude comparisons – can-never inspire!
People SAY – they-wish-to-be-more-like-GOD,
And, then-attempt-to-cover most of their “bod,”
And COMPLAIN! that-pollution-in -the-city-covers-up-The-Sun,
But – THE SUN IS BARE AND NAKED, burning – and fun,
And The Person (truly) of God – and The Divine,
Sees (as beautiful) A DREADFUL VALENTINE:
Even one-filled with excrement – and juices – and desire – and dread,
And may-even look-like-a-CACTUS BUSH, to-lay-down-one’s-sweet-head!

However, BELIEVE ME! I-don’t-wish-to-force-you-to-believe,
That everything is beautiful – So please don’t grieve!
Just close your eyes! Drop your judgment and programming,
And Open your Heart – AND-UNIFY Blessing-and-Damning! 🙂 – Yeah!?

fin ❤



“ONE DAY, MARY WAS EYEING AN ATTRACTIVE FELLOW!” a poem a.k.a.: “Ecology Friendly Earth Worms!?!” February 20, 2019 (Wednesday)

“I’m-so attracted to-you! and-I don’t-know why!”
She said, as-she-looked-at-me! “You’re-a-darned-HANDSOME-guy!
I-think you-might-be: THE-APPLE O’-MY-EYE?”
“Not-me! No-way! Oh, no!” said I;
But-I-DO-KNOW, I-think, what-the-attraction’s-about!
It’s-from-The-Garden-of-Eden!!” “I-HAD NO-DOUBT!”
She-said, as she sighed, both hard and long!
“YOU’RE-THE-DEVIL, aren’t-you!!” “NO-I’m-not that strong;
Or clever – devious – or-even wise?
But I AM (sorta) MAGNETIC, and I’m IN DISGUISE!”
“So! What are you? Tell me, you dirty ol’ dog!
You worm; you germ! You big-‘ol log,
STUCK IN MY EYE! Tell-me! What-the-heck- are-Ye?”
So, I-answered-my-lover, matter-o’-fact’ fu -u-lly:
“Well, I’m-NOT The-Devil – and-I’m-NOT that fruit;
I’M-THE-WORM-IN-THE-APPLE!” and-she-gave-me-“the-boot,”
And-said: “I-want-someone – WITH-VALUE AND WORTH,
Not-a-worm, the-lowliest thing on Earth!
So, I slithered away, but I’ll-promise-today,
For ALL-THINGS ‘RE-IN-BALANCE, and-in-God’s-scheme-of-things,
Worms can be magnetic,* and-rule as Kings!** 🙂 – Yipes!
fin ❤

YOU WORM! I’d love you, even-if-you-were-President Trump! – – –
There’s something about you! perhaps-’cause-we-live-in-a-dump,
One we call Earth, a fine, refuse pile,
That-the-fact-you-digest-organic-matter, just makes me smile!
For I know that you’ll feed me, all of my days,
And I’m sure that you love me, for my body, it says:
“This one’s a worm, whose name might be The Don;
But he is a worm, Honey, YOU-CAN-REALLY-COUNT-ON!
Said Jesus, The Lord, with his back ‘gainst The Wall!”

* – Worms consume iron rich soil and are, therefore, prone to be magnetically active, attractive to many things, setting up amazing magnetic fields, which help to maintain the balance of nature, gravity and the movement of this planet upon which we seem to dwell. AND! Some people eat them raw, and some wives even refer to their husbands as such; I think it’s a complement! Jesus’ wife often called him that too! Amen.
** – and/or Presidents! 🙂 – You’re so silly! [Yeah!]


“FIELDS OF GOLD!” a poem February 19, 2019 [TUESDAY*]

When she was young, the air was fresh; the sun! IT shone! upon her flesh;
She RAN! and trees – did step aside; the birds applauded, as she’d glide,
‘Cross-open-meadows, and-she’d-jump into brooks;
She swan in-mystic-pools! and-read mysterious books,
Illuminated-by: THE LIGHT OF DAY,
And-she-was-“greedy,**” and-drank-The-Night-away!
She seldom slept, but when she did,
Joyous dreams would fill her head,
And she did wake, to-greater-[mornings]-than-before,
Excited! and-anticipating – what-the-day-held-in-store!
Then, one day: She’s-introduced-to:
MONITORS! [when- The-Internet-was-new],
And-with-FASCINATION! She would gaze & click!
Soon! She tired! and her-body grew – sick,
From lack of sun – and-running-along,
With-her-TINY-puppy, singing-a-song!
Where were the shouts? and the bruis – ed knee?
Now! only-Blogging! [and]-Posting! and-FACEBOOK, did-she-see!
Her sleep was fitful, for-she-could-not re-gu-late,
Her daily hours – and, sometimes, very late,
She-would-stay – transfixed – to A JEALOUS SCREEN,
And beams of blue light (with pictures – obscene),
Bombarded-our-heroine! For, she was addicted,
And YEARS DID PASS – her eyes? constricted!
Occasionally! She-would take a walk,
With her TINY doggie! and they would talk,
About days gone by, when, each-afternoon,
They’d shout – and sing – and-chase-a-balloon!
Those days gone by? Will they ever return?
To put back ROSES! into-our-“little-urn?”
And, once again, will The Healing Sun,
See A GIRL – and-her-doggie – gaily run,
Never knowing exactly – where-they’re-going-to?
fin ❤


Together we are
on top of the World

This little girl, within us equally lies ~ With teardrops welling in her eyes ~ Yearning-for that-time-when-we ~ Take-back our-favored destiny! ~ And choose, once more, the sun over lamp ~ The moon over screen – and-to-go-out-& camp ~ To sleep “OUT-THERE,” un-der the stars ~ And wait – for-a-[shining]-morning we-can (once more) call “OURS!” 🙂

Hungry for Peace ❣

* – the first day of the rest of your life! ** – HUNGRY! for LIFE!

Thank you Kindness

What is GOOD and What is BAD!? I am not sure, but don’t be SAD; Just-consider-OFTEN   how-you      FEEL ~ reality is KINDNESS

“DER ROTE SARAFAN!” a poem February 19, 2019 (Tuesday)

What is GOOD and What is BAD!?
I am not sure, but don’t be SAD;
Just-consider-OFTEN how-you FEEL,
For feelings, THEY can oft’ reveal,
What is good and/or bad FOR YOU,
And that is what you need to do,
But! Do avoid-eth hurting-others,
Especially-your-friends – and their mothers,
And: The Sensitive! The Small! and – “The Freak,”
Watch -out-for-THEIR-feelings, and TRY to [always] seek,
The truth of things, as-it-be for you,
By FEELING LIFE! [It’s YOUR “coochy-coo!”]

Do-“THE-GOOD [really] Die-Young? (How good is that?)
And – WHO IS “GOOD?” Is-it June – and Matt?
Well, IT BEATS ME! ‘Cause-for-Jews, long-life,
IS a blessing! and-a-witchy-wife,
Is-NOT considered A GOOD DEAL!
However, even-mean-wives can reveal,
What you-might like to avoid,
In yourself! to NOT be “goy”*ed,
By-the-views-of-OTHERS, who-will-decide what’s true,
And what is GOOD – and/or BAD – for YOU!


* – Goy: a term used often derogatorily by Jews to designate a non-Jewish person and is used here to suggest you can be tricked into believing that someone else’s ideas have more value or merit than your own! You might consider being careful doing that, for, as Shakespeare suggested, it is usually a good thing “. . . to [your] own self to be true!”

** – Even though the FOX TV network applauds itself for being FAIR & BALANCED!!!

“LONG LIVE THE KING!”  a poem   18 February 2019 (Monday)🤝

{Picture: Dr. Rex & Eleanor Wilson, proud parents of their son Brian, who was an outstanding basketball player at Alpine High School [Alpine, Texas] but was involved in a car accident which took his life before he got to attend college.]

Dr. Rex Wilson was my vocal coach when I attended Sul Ross! He passed away today! Feb. 17, 2019! Here is something I wrote for him called:

“LONG LIVE THE KING!” a poem 1 February 2019 (Monday)

He-was Dr. Rex, The Lion-Heart-ed;*

Yes, we-are-sorry he is parted,
But, he’ll never die, for in our hearts,

Dr. Wilson still imparts:

“Lift your pillows,** everyone! –

Remember-to-sing and have good fun,

And LIFT YOUR GLASSES to remember me –

For-I-AM-ever-with-you, a-sparrow***-with-eyes-of-glee!”

fin ❤

* – “REX” means “King,” and some courageous, honorable kings are referred to as having “lion hearts,” broad, generous and kind dispositions and manners.

** – When singing, Dr. Wilson often reminded his vocal students to raise their cheeks, for this helped to produce a quality sound! He would say: “LIFT YOUR PILLOWS and smile!”

*** – In Alpine, Texas, U. S. A., Dr. Wilson was know for singing a beautiful rendition of “His Eye Is On The Sparrow!” I often heard him sing it in churches, and he accompanied me on piano or organ, sometimes when I sang, sometimes when I played the cello! He was/is a marvelous singer, teacher and person!

Dr Rex Wilson


I find myself at the beginning of another day.
I do not know what it will bring.
Please help me to be ready for whatever it may be.

If I am to stand up, help me to stand bravely.
If I am to sit still, help me to sit quietly.
If I am to lie low, help me to do it patiently.
If I am to do nothing, let me do it gallantly.

I pray just for today, for these twenty-four hours,
for the ability to cooperate with others according to the way Jesus taught us to live.
“Your kingdom come, you will be done on earth as it is in heaven.”
May these words that he taught us become more than words.

Please free my thinking and feelings and the thinking and feelings of others,
from all forms of self-will, self-centeredness, dishonesty, and deception.
Along with my brothers and sisters,
I need this freedom to make my choices today according to your desires.
Send your Spirit to inspire me in time of doubt and indecision so that, together, we can walk along your path



Scott Edwards will serve at least 6 years behind bars for 6 counts of aggravated sexual assault of a child aged between 10 – 14 years old !

Scott Edwards will serve at least 6 years behind bars for 6 counts of aggravated sexual assault of a child aged between 10 – 14 years old !

Scott Edwards, 32, was sentenced in Gosford District Court on Thursday, following multiple offences with a teenage girl back in 2012. Judge Tanya Bright handed Edwards an aggregate 10-year prison sentence for six counts of aggravated sexual intercourse with a person aged between 10 and 14 years old.

Let it be clearly known, this man is no warrior no fighter no champion. He may have won a NSW title belt but he is not even slightly a champion. Champions don’t rape children between the age of 10 and 14 years old and make no mistake about it this was not consensual sex because children can not give consent ! This was child rape !

The jail term was back-dated to March 6, 2017 with the former welterweight fighter sentenced to a non-parole period of six years and eight months. According to court documents, the earliest Edwards will be eligible for release is November 5, 2023.

A jury delivered a guilty verdict last May when Edwards faced a three-day trial in Newcastle District Court. The court heard Edwards had sexual intercourse with a teenager on two occasions in late 2012 – though he denied there was any sexual activity.

Edwards, who operated Sapphire Boxing and Fitness in Newcastle, was arrested and charged just a few weeks before he was due to defend his state title in April of 2017. We would hope his conviction would void him from ever being able to compete in a boxing title again, however we’ve seen Floyd Mayweather answer several domestic violence charges and still get to hold several belts, so I won’t hold my breath for that one.

Combat sports governing bodies need to understand that child abuse and domestic violence charges are quite serious by nature. To allow someone convicted of those charges to compete for title belts and be looked up to as an example for younger combatants, sends a clear message of approval of those crimes by apathy.

Scott Edwards, first you lied about your sexual abuse of a child, then you tried to blame her. Now you’re behind bars where you belong. You are no champion, you are an absolute sad joke !

#FACAA #ProudFACAA #ScottEdwards #FormberBoxer #FormerNSWChampion #SaphireBoxing #GuardiansOfTheInnocent #VoiceForTheVoiceless #HopeForTheHopeless #ChildrensChampions #EndingChildAbuse #RaisingAwareness #ChangingLives #HealingSurvivors #ChangingLaws #Legal #Law #LegalReform #KidsLivesMatter #WeWillFight #StandUp #NeverGonnaStop #JuliasJusitce #PhoenixProgram #TakeAStance #SaveTheKids #FromHellWeRise


The Last Word ~ Good night my friends

The Last Word….Good night my friends….

“Imagination sees the complete reality, – it is where past, present and future meet… Imagination is limited neither to the reality which is apparent – nor to one place. It lives everywhere. Imagination is the life of mental freedom. It realizes what everything is in its many aspects ..”. ― Kahlil Gibran

Kahlil Gribran


I have spaces like this in the forest where I live The Peace is Beyond Measure and wildlife thrives… A.W Ontario