Seaworld
Here is my thought on Sea World … Build an aquarium connected to the ocean and if the whales come back to visit us, then maybe we can see if it was a “copasetic arrangement” with them and not a prison sentence of “life”
August 2014
Today
Jesus, Gandhi, Mother Theresa, St Francis, Martin Luther King, Pope Francis, Nelson Mandela, Cesar Chavez, Harvey Milk, …. Wayne A. Shrader Sr. We have human testimonials to look to past and current for inspiration and a source of strength. I am sure you can think… Read More »Today
Seaworld
Here is my thought on Sea World … Build an aquarium connected to the ocean and if the whales come back to visit us, then maybe we can see if it was a “copasetic arrangement” with them and not a prison sentence of “life”
Today
Jesus, Gandhi, Mother Theresa, St Francis, Martin Luther King, Pope Francis, Nelson Mandela, Cesar Chavez, Harvey Milk, …. Wayne A. Shrader Sr. We have human testimonials to look to past and current for inspiration and a source of strength. I am sure you can think… Read More »Today
Where I Want To Be
All of my steps can be counted with every pump My breathing focuses with each thrust My feet stretch towards the clouds Like I could actually force my gravity to meld with every angel I’ve ever felt Head hung as if earth, sky, and my… Read More »Where I Want To Be
Silence
No confusion is spoken here The only thing I hear is the beauty I see Nothing obliterates the beauty See it? Speak not!
Pearls
I’ll never see where this little shell becomes your pearl. When a little girl grows into her beautiful mystery or perfect complexity. Or that little boy who doesn’t look like any other! Normal is something abhorrent – Absolutely to be shouted down. It goes against… Read More »Pearls
Just Be
How do you know? What is there or what was? When one says this and one says that? Believe it all or nothing at all – How? Because it won’t change anything at all. Why? Because if love is your goal – then hate can’t… Read More »Just Be
Where I Want To Be
All of my steps can be counted with every pump My breathing focuses with each thrust My feet stretch towards the clouds Like I could actually force my gravity to meld with every angel I’ve ever felt Head hung as if earth, sky, and my… Read More »Where I Want To Be
Silence
No confusion is spoken here The only thing I hear is the beauty I see Nothing obliterates the beauty See it? Speak not!