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โ€œHow can you have a war on terrorism when war itself is terrorism?โ€ โ€• Howard Zinn



That wind is from the North, I know it well;
No other breeze could have so wild a swell.
Now deep and loud it thunders round my cell,
The faintly dies,
And softly sighs,
And moans and murmurs mournfully.
I know its language; thus is speaks to me —
‘I have passed over thy own mountains dear,
Thy northern mountains — and they still are free,
Still lonely, wild, majestic, bleak and drear,
And stern and lovely, as they used to be
When thou, a young enthusiast,
As wild and free as they,
O’er rocks and glens and snowy heights
Didst often love to stray.

I’ve blown the wild untrodden snows
In whirling eddies from their brows,
And I have howled in caverns wild
Where thou, a joyous mountain child,
Didst dearly love to be.
The sweet world is not changed, but thou
Art pining in a dungeon now,
Where thou must ever be;
No voice but mine can reach thine ear,
And Heaven has kindly sent me here,
To mourn and sigh with thee,
And tell thee of the cherished land
Of thy nativity.’

Blow on, wild wind, thy solemn voice,
However sad and drear,
Is nothing to the gloomy silence
I have had to bear.

Hot tears are streaming from my eyes,
But these are better far
Than that dull gnawing tearless [time]
The stupor of despair.

Confined and hopeless as I am,
O speak of liberty,
O tell me of my mountain home,

Home based business ~ Journal making five-year BUSINESS Plan

This can also be an alternative and making five year plans on the other hand it can be a guide making those long-term plans, whatever it is, it always pays to remember the ” WHY” behind your actions and your decisions of focus and you’re not doing something to what you believe in how often have you felt frustrated when you did not get what you wanted.

I need to realise later that you really didn’t need it and you be fine without it why it’s worth it to have a page where you can write down what do you want and clarify whether it’s a legitimate need I just want is something you can do without

When are you are resources are limited money and time is focus on what needs right . If your phone and I spoke focus on them you can go on anything when you start a new habit get Automattic to tase at least 21 days to make it effort this at the start of a new habit you’re feeling as the days pass by the excitement that you once had slowly fade that’s why for me and you have it is hard and if you don’t put enough in it it won’t succeed

Sad Story about someone long ago I once knew ~

Do you think youโ€™re seen her naked, because she took her clothes off

Tell me about her dreams

Tell me what breaks her heart

What is she passionate about

And what makes her cry ?

Tel me abut her childhood. Better yet. Tell me a story youโ€™re not in

Youโ€™re seen her skin, and youโ€™re touched her body

But you still know as much about her book, you once found, but never got to open it


The day my father died, I was at the grocery store buying bananas.

I remember thinking to myself, โ€œThis is insane. Your dad just died. Why the hell are you buying bananas?โ€

But we needed bananas. Weโ€™d be waking up for breakfast tomorrow morning, and there wouldnโ€™t be any bananasโ€”so there I was.

And lots of other stuff still needed doing too, so over the coming days I would navigate parking lots, wait in restaurant lines, and sit on park benches; pushing back tears, fighting to stay upright, and in general always being seconds from a total, blubbering, room-clearing freak out.

I wanted to wear a sign that said: I JUST LOST MY DAD. PLEASE GO EASY.

Unless anyone passing by looked deeply into my bloodshot eyes or noticed the occasional break in my voice and thought enough to ask, itโ€™s not like theyโ€™d have known whatโ€™s happening inside me or around me. They wouldnโ€™t have had any idea of the gaping sinkhole that had just opened up and swallowed the normal life of the guy next to them in the produce section.

And while I didnโ€™t want to physically wear my actual circumstances on my chest, it probably would have caused people around me to give me space or speak softer or move more carefully,โ€”and it might have made the impossible, almost bearable. 

Everyone around you; the people you share the grocery store line with, pass in traffic, sit next to at work, encounter on social media, and see across the kitchen tableโ€”theyโ€™re all experiencing the collateral damage of living. They are all grieving someone, missing someone, worried about someone. Their marriages are crumbling or their mortgage payment is late or theyโ€™re waiting on their childโ€™s test results, or theyโ€™re getting bananas five years after a death and still pushing back tears because the loss feels as real as it did that first day.

Every single human being you pass by today is fighting to find peace and to push back fear; to get through their daily tasks without breaking down in front of the bananas or in the carpool line or at the post office.

Maybe they arenโ€™t mourning the sudden, tragic passing of a parent, but wounded, exhausted, pain-ravaged people are everywhere, everydaystumbling all around usโ€”and yet most of the time weโ€™re fairly oblivious to them:

Parents whose children are terminally ill.
Couples in the middle of divorce.
People grieving loss of loved ones and relationships. 

Kids being bullied at school.
Teenagers who want to end their lives.
People marking the anniversary of a death.
Parents worried about their depressed teenager.

Spouses whose partners are deployed in combat.
Families with no idea how to keep the lights on.
Single parents with little help and little sleep.

Everyone is grieving and worried and fearful, and yet none of them wear the signs, none of them have labels, and none of them come with written warnings reading, Iโ€™M STRUGGLING. BE NICE TO ME.

And since they donโ€™t, itโ€™s up to you and me to look more closely and more deeply at everyone around us: at work or at the gas station or in the produce section, and to never assume they arenโ€™t all just hanging by a thread. Because most people are hanging by a threadโ€”and our simple kindness can be that thread.

We need to remind ourselves  just how hard the hidden stories around us might be, and to approach each person as a delicate, breakable, invaluable treasureโ€”and to handle them with care.

As you make your way through the world today, people wonโ€™t be wearing signs to announce their mourning or to alert you to the attrition or to broadcast how terrified they areโ€”but if you look with the right eyes, youโ€™ll see the signs.

There are grieving people all around you.

Go easy.

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The Dad Died

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Interesting story folks ๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿค‘

Norway: *5 weeks paid vacation. 6 when you hit 60 years old.

US: *Life expectancy 78.69 years


โ€œTHE BLOB 2!โ€ a poem. a.k.a.: โ€œHow I Fell In Love With The Blob AND We Lived Happily Ever After!โ€ Sunday: November 18, 2018

THE BLOB showed up HERE! My-bathroom!! IT-was-really-messed!

[The Blob:]

โ€œWell, YEA! I-sorry-โ€™bout-that, BUT-I-always-try-my-best!

Would you just PLEASE consider – LOVING ME TODAY?

No-one ever loves me! Iโ€™m-such-a-SLIMY-GROSS-ARRAY,

Of-This-&-That-of-Love-&-Hate (pause) &-Fear, with-confident-STRAIN,

Iโ€™m-pretty-sure – amidst-ALL-THIS-OOZING, Iโ€™ve got a healthy brain!โ€

And SO – I loved my Blob-by friend; I loved her on and on,

And-hoped that she would not consume – her-admiring bon vivant!

And, as we-grew more com-forโ€™able (pause) I noticed subtle change,

She DID transform, before me eyes – from gelatin-to- some-mange,

And, eventually, She DID wear some clothes, to cover private parts,

And, also, eventually – She DID-NOT – always – smell of farts!!

And! The-atmosphere – in our GOOD HOME,

Was more pristine!! And! She-did-NOT-roam,

As much at night – to eat The Neighbors,

She stayed more HERE, with-TV – and-household labors!


She lost her filthy, stained, gelatinous glow!!

I guess! The intensely-radiated curse up-on,

HER! Was-neutralized-by-LOVE – from this – per-son,

For, perhaps, my LOVE – had quenched Her fear,

Of never-ever-finding – no-love – โ€˜round here!! ๐Ÿ™‚ -Kisses!

AND-SHEโ€™s-ALWAYS-BEEN – Yes! – so-bloody-pretty TO ME,

That, FOREVER-NOW – weโ€™ll be-so – darn – hap-py!!

fin <3

โ€œAt first, sometimes you must take baby elephant steps!!โ€ The Mystic Poet.


Notre Dame – Paris

More on Notre Dame de Parisโ€ฆ
this pic from my friend Pastรณr:

From my collection. A detail of an early 18th century etching by Jean Rigaud showing ND de Paris with its central spire (which was removed in 1786).

Amazing story yet 2019 the central tower fell off after the fire ๐Ÿ”ฅ and handed back!

Just a rider ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ

“JUST A RIDER IN THIS POSSESSED CAR!” a poem 05/03/19 (Freya = Christine!)

Here we go – on another ride a-ride-to SOME-WHERE!?

Are you or a friend driving? (Could-it-be-YOGI * [The] Bear?)

Why NOT – “Take a chance!?” TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF THE WHEEL!

And see IF the car, seemingly made of rubber and steel,

Isn’t DRIVING ITSELF!! with a will of its own!


OMG! It’s driving ITSELF! So you only THINK you are steering!

Why-not-JUMP-OUT A: Because you are really quite-fearing,

That it’s going TOO FAST – and you might get hurt!



Or-do-you-just-wanna-remain – ONE-OF-“THE-HIVE!?”

fin <3

Maybe you need this right now ๐Ÿค“

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mPBCO17bFms –

YOGI: a person who practices yoga, some form of spiritual practice, and has developed high levels of spiritual insight!

Sleepless days. | lemanshots – Fine Pictures and Digital Art

Photography and design by Josephine R. Unglaub.
โ€” Read on lemanshots.wordpress.com/2019/04/07/sleepless-days/


The “Dark-Night” of-The-Soul,*
It-is-when-you-know you’re-not-in-control?!?!?
And-all-hope is-REALLY GONE,
For-you-DON’T-WANNA keep-“goin’-on!”
It-can-last for a day, a month or a year,
BUT – It-always-lasts FOREVER! and you-won’t shed a tear,
Because fear’s-gone! there’s-only:-PERPETUAL-TERROR,
Since you KNOW, you know: You-are-simply-IN -ERROR!
You-WILL! go-to-HELL – ’cause-you’re-already-there,
And The Folks “outside” (Thank God!!!!!!!!!) are-not-aware,
As you pull your hair and beat your body,
With-no-desire (except to die)! What-a-pa[r]ty!
Later, when people say: “You-WERE out-of-it?”*
You-can-reply: “I never left, and-even-now, every-bit,
Of-this-life is-a-joke! a-big-ol’-JOKE!” (pause)
Or – You can be real quiet, so-as-not-to provoke,
Those who never or have not (yet?) “gone,”
And-may-not-BE-AWARE, of what’s it like to be “a pawn,”
Some- people have-just-never “lost their voice!”
And, if you can say there’s existence after THAT,
You’re prob’bly lying, in-this “Year of-The-CAT!”
Yet, you can’t “look away” from the dark and vacant stares,
Of others going through THIS, pulling out their hairs!
Plus, if you hear: “(S)he’s-just SELF-ABSORBED,”
You can smile – and-know, The Speaker’s STILL “on board,”
THEY JUST DON’T KNOW, for-this-is A Ship of Fools,
And our beings are ALL subject – to someone else’s rules!
The rules may be OURS, but our “eyes” can’t tell,
Until we’re locked away? in-the-imaginary Bowels-of-Hell!
Dark! Night! Are stars? really-bright?
We’re-ALL caught! tight! in-WRONG! and-RIGHT!

DARK NIGHT!” a poem March 2, 2019 [Thor’s Day]

fin <3

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OtLwXsjIj3E – a.k.a.: Existential Crisis a.k.a.: “Meltdown!”

** – Whatever the heck IT is! or means!!! ๐Ÿ™‚ – I guess THEIR idea of sanity!!

“It’s likely NOT ‘The Dark Night,’ with which you had to deal, IF you still think there’s A GOD, after your ordeal!!” The Mystic Poet.

Past thoughts of the DAY ๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿค“๐Ÿคช

It’s been almost 150 years now and I STILL haven’t gotten my promised anti-gravitational underwear.