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The Existentialist Cowboy
"In Germany they first came for the Communists,
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Communist.
Then they came for the Jews,
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Jew.
Then they came for the trade unionists,
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a trade unionist.
Then they came for the Catholics,
and I didn't speak up because I was a Protestant.
Then they came for me —
and by that time no one was left to speak up."
Pastor Martin Niemöller
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When I despair, I remember that all through history the ways of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants, and
murderers, and for a time they can seem invincible, but in the
end they always fall. Think of it--always.
-Mahatma Gandhi
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Every day, priests minutely examine the Law
And endlessly chant complicated sutras.
Before doing that, though, they should learn
How to read the love letters sent by the wind
and rain, the snow and moon.
~ Ikkyu ~
(Ikkyu and the Crazy Cloud Anthology, trans. by Sonya Arutzen)
I Call On The Hearts Of Lions
Those Who Remain in Spirit
1954 -1998
May 26, 1990 ~ November 29, 2006
I Love You My Golden Son With All Of My Heart & Soul
Great Spirit
Father Sky & Mother Earth
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Envelope Clayton With Your Divine Love
Bless him
Embrace Him
Keep Him Safe & Warm
Until I come Home
To Hold My Baby Boy
I am the four winds
I breath and am by their presence
I am the elements and their family
They are my kin
I am the freedom of the wind
I am the agility of the fire
I have the humor of electricity
My love of nature from the earth
My ignorance the darkness
my truth I tell the light
my attitude the ice
Of these things I will always be
Please Bless And Keep Dack in The Palm of Your Hand Great Mother.
Those who Remain in Body and Spirit
Those Who are in The Works of Creatrix
&
Mama's Pride
Onyx
I Call On My Friends...Any & All
Whose Nobility is manifest by their Caring & Kindness
To ALL Living Things
May Each New Day Manifest the Reclaiming of Our Humanity, Our
Sacred Integrity, Our Connectedness & Inclusiveness...Our Hope!!
Let Each Day's Candle Of Hope Light The Next!
As Above So Below
It IS So!
Primal Stance
By Penny Novak (Another of My Sisters/Heroes)
What I am for has no geography.
No, nor is it owned
By heads of state or eclesiastic power.
It has been claimed
By liars who bedazzle us
Who, wild with pride, have painted
Desolation with a brush of fire
In its name.
Do not listen to their rousing call.
They lie.
The sweet infant scent in a mothers arms
Is not theirs.
The rooting corn, the bursting vine
Rest better when politics is dead.
I say "Do not follow nationalism
But love your home
And your own land-framed sky.
Laugh with your children,
Reach out to friends.
There is no grander gift
Than a kindly ear,
A gentle touch.
What I am "for" has no doctrine.
I will not be swayed by priests nor kings
But by the sleepy chanting of old tunes
Around a summer campfire,
The sound of distant geese
Following stars.
The Gentle Art of Blessing
Pierre Pradervand
On awakening, bless this day, for it is already full of unseen good which your blessings will call forth; for to bless is to acknowledge the unlimited good that is embedded in the very texture of the universe and awaiting each and all.
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Seek patience and passion in equal amounts. Patience alone will not build the temple. Passion alone will destroy its walls. ~ Maya Angelou ~
MORNING SONG
The red dawn now is rearranging the earth
Thought by thought
Beauty by beauty
Each sunrise a link in the ladder
Thought by thought
Beauty by beauty
The ladder the backbone
Of shimmering deity
Thought by thought
Beauty by beauty
Child stirring in the web of your mother
Do not be afraid
Old man turning to walk through the door
Do not be afraid
~ Joy Harjo ~
(How We Became Human)
Silence, they say, is the voice of complicity.
But silence is impossible.
Silence screams.
Silence is a message,
just as doing nothing is an act.
Let who you are ring out & resonate
in every word & every deed.
Yes, become who you are.
There's no sidestepping your own being
or your own responsibility.
What you do is who you are.
You are your own comeuppance.
You become your own message.
You are the message.
In the Spirit of Crazy Horse
Leonard Peltier
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Lewisburg, Pennsylvania 17837
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Drums for Peltier
by Phil Goldvarg
Drums for Peltier,
conga drums,
water drums,
bata drums,
Ponca drums,
Lakota drums,
Otoe drums,
Cheyenne drums,
First Nation drums,
skin tight,
hands slap the skins,
new skin
over old skin,
heart beat,
breath beat,
dream beat,
the drumming of feet
on mother earth,
she drums back in contentment,
deep voice of love,
drumming for Peltier
across the night,
sunrise and sunset,
drumming ocean waves of hope,
crashing the rocks of injustice,
put them hands on the skin,
new skin over old skin,
ancestor skin,
seven generation skin,
regeneration skin,
we go on beating,
never retreating,
we are skin
caressing skin,
drum echoes dance Paha Sapa,
dance Leonard,
repair the circles,
spirit drums,
eagle drums,
wolf drums,
all relation drums,
hand in hand,
arm in arm,
wall of voice
calling for freedom,
for Leonard,
handing him the drum,
the skin of our soul,
beating the drum
for us and Peltier,
for generations of breath
that sing in the drum
© Phil Goldvarg
Permission granted for general use
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Steinbeck's Classic "The Grapes of Wrath"
I like old classics many of which are based on the plays of Tennessee Williams, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, A Streetcar Named Desire, The Rose Tattoo, etc. Then there is Robert Mitchum as the villian (shudder) as portrayed in Night of the Hunter and the original Cape Fear, which brings to mind Gregory Peck in To Kill a Mocking Bird...Loved Atticus Finch. Those kids were great in that one too. Was the visiting kid's character based on Truman Capote? I loved Paul Newman in Cool Hand Luke and have never quite gotten over that car wash scene and ALL of its implications.....
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George Kennedy was fantastic!
Loved Marilyn Monroe especially in Bus Stop, Niagra, the Misfits, and Some Like it Hot...Jack Lemmon is an awesome comedic actor.
Loved him in The Odd Couple and Out of Towners as well. Each one named leads me to another classic so I will leave it alone.
"Harvey and I sit in the bars... have a drink or two...
play the juke box. And soon the faces of all the other people
they turn toward mine and they smile. And they're saying, "We don't know your name, mister, but you're a very nice fella."
Harvey and I warm ourselves in all these golden moments. We've entered as strangers - soon we have friends. And they come over...
and they sit with us... and they drink with us... and they talk to us. They tell about the big terrible things they've done and the big
wonderful things they'll do. Their hopes, and their
regrets, and their loves, and their hates.
All very large, because nobody ever brings anything small into a bar. And then I introduce them to Harvey...
and he's bigger and grander than anything they offer me. And when they leave, they leave impressed.
The same people seldom come back; but that's envy, my dear. There's a little bit of envy in the best of us."
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"This hour in history needs a dedicated circle of transformed nonconformists. Dangerous passions of pride, hatred and selfishness are enthroned in our lives; truth lies prostrate on the rugged hills of nameless Calvaries. The saving of our world from pending doom will come, not through the complacent adjustment of the conforming majority, but through the creative maladjustment of a nonconforming minority."
Martin Luther King ~ 1963
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"Great talents are the most lovely and often the most dangerous fruits on the tree of humanity. They hang upon the most slender twigs that are easily snapped off."
~ Carl Jung~
Most people die of a sort of creeping common sense, and discover when it is too late that the only things one never regrets are one's mistakes.
~Oscar Wilde~
"Every great advance in natural knowledge has involved the absolute rejection of authority. "
~Aldous Huxley~
The Blackbirds are Rough Today
lonely as a dry and used orchard
spread over the earth
for use and surrender.
shot down like an ex-pug selling
dailies on the corner.
taken by tears like
an aging chorus girl
who has gotten her last check.
a hanky is in order your lord your
worship.
the blackbirds are rough today
like
ingrown toenails
in an overnight
jail---
wine wine whine,
the blackbirds run around and
fly around
harping about
Spanish melodies and bones.
and everywhere is
nowhere---
the dream is as bad as
flapjacks and flat tires:
why do we go on
with our minds and
pockets full of
dust
like a bad boy just out of
school---
you tell
me,
you who were a hero in some
revolution
you who teach children
you who drink with calmness
you who own large homes
and walk in gardens
you who have killed a man and own a
beautiful wife
you tell me
why I am on fire like old dry
garbage.
we might surely have some interesting
correspondence.
it will keep the mailman busy.
and the butterflies and ants and bridges and
cemeteries
the rocket-makers and dogs and garage mechanics
will still go on a
while
until we run out of stamps
and/or
ideas.
don't be ashamed of
anything; I guess God meant it all
like
locks on
doors.
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There Are No Sides to Peace
By Mary La Rosa
The years pass.
The poems continue.
Words string together
homage to Rachel
songs for Rachel
theatre about Rachel
not only anniversary
and memoriam
but constant
shining and reminder.
We do not forget
who are the peacemakers.
We do not forget
the actions they take
in the name of non violent peaceful struggle.
We do not forget
the injustice and the harsh penalties
towards those who stand unarmed but righteous
against the machines of war and occupation.
So many innocent broken bones and smashed lives!
between those who act and speak out against the violence
But, through the dark prevailing doom
wrought by bombs and Caterpillars
and weapons of any destruction
hate does not diminish
the life and spirit of
one who acted upon good and peaceful intentions.
Rachel who put her life's conviction
into daily practice
Rachel who moved bravely beyond
a more comfortable life
in order to sustain oppressed lives.
Rachel did not only pray
She became the prayer
the hope of the world:
There are no sides to peace.
Three years ago I stood with a small international group
including the Corries , Rachel's family,
friends and pagan activist Starhawk in a UN
office . Edward Said was to have been there but
his health was failing. After inquiring why
there was no investigation into Rachel's death,
a German National told us the grim news that
there is only ONE super power that
consistently vetoes, even investigation into human rights
violations. I knew this, yet it was stunning
to hear it from a UN official. After all,
I grew up in the late fifties during a time
when the US was always lauded for being the
shinging beacon of free speech and human rights
all around the world.
Presently I am confronted and affronted by the latest
development about a play about Rachel Corrie
called "My Name Is Rachel Corrie" and it's
removal from the New York Theatre Workshop.
Why is it that the folk with the biggest weapons and guns
are always in fear and suppression of the folk with the words?
I believe the answer to be that
words are ever so more powerful...so powerful
that they survive what guns do. Words live
on in the heart and mind and continue to inspire.
Words also can throw open a limited perspective
and provide greater understanding about human rights issues.
The following year I heard Cindy Corrie speak at a NGO UN
conference on behalf of the Palestinian people.
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Silence is the language that we speak;
Silence, a language that voices our
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