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Hate is the Sign of fear, Tolerance is the Sign of courage.

Fundamentally, Baseless*Hate ignores the image it creates of itself...

Why did Hate cross the road ???

To divide a nation, a world in fear.

Why did Peace cross the road ???

To embrace the other side .... of course...

Seek not to return energy or noise, but to give light and voice...

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A Fixer Upper

It's on a beautiful piece of land
With a vast and spacious sky
Waves of amber grain on its plains
Mounts, purple where the eagles fly.

Once, the richest and the greatest
Known as, "The Land of the Free"
With opportunities for everyone
From, shining sea to shining sea.

It was built from the ground up
Each stone placed with loving care read more »

This is our moment to shine! This is the moment when the paroxysms of Fear turn it into a parody of itself, unmasked in dramatic futility. We see its contortions of ignorance and misunderstanding shimmering and shifting, desperate to lure us back. We hear its salacious and seditious whisperings of imaginary scandals. We feel righteous indignation, but we know that to respond from there is to give credence to the barren, exhausted nonsense of Fear.

Lynch mobs of prejudice and petulance, terrified by the terrorist in their minds, are jumping up and down and shouting impotently at the end of their era. They are unable to look into the eyes of love and recognize themselves there. They are consumed by the painful hole in their hearts. They see only the "other" as an illusion of themselves, unloved.

This is our moment! Our wills are in alignment, and we are shining our light in unison into the once impenetrable darkness. Our minds now perceive the breathtaking delusion, plainly revealed, naked. We know without struggle how to live the response.

This is our moment! Our hearts open to the sickness and suffering, and we know that it cannot harm us. We breathe it all in and exhale it humbly back to the universal from which it came. We offer forgiveness to those who know not what they do. Their spasms subside, they awaken blinking in bewilderment and benevolence. We walk together, without obstacles, in peace.

This is the moment, like no other, to shine!

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You can tell a lot about a person by what kind of relationship he or she is in. A good relationship absolutely requires trustworthiness, honesty, patience, humility, perseverance and authenticity, to name just a few virtues of character.

Certainly these are all virtues we'd like to see in a President. So what can be deduced about Barack Obama's character by reflecting on his relationship with his wife, Michelle?

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2008/10/03/the-obamas-anniversary-al_n_131...
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/kathlyn-and-gay-hendricks/the-obama-relati...

Defend against character assassination. Please email a link to this blog to your friends, especially those who may be undecided in the presidential election: http://www.propeace.net/node/2350.

These (http://www.samovartea.com/html/lounge/teatv.cfm) are some really cool spots about tea from Samovar Tea Lounge in San Francisco. The basic idea behind the series is that one cup of tea, serenely enjoyed, can help bring about world peace. The series focuses on how tea transcends and defines culture, and how it can be used to bring people of different cultures together.

I attended this event. Please read... A small cross-section of life holds true in all life...

From: Immigrant Support Network
Subject: REPORT ON STATE OF THE PEOPLE FORUM
To: whatsup@listserve.com
Date: Wednesday, October 1, 2008, 10:53 AM read more »

I wrote this poem for Paul Newman, resurrected it on behalf of a good man. We shall miss him indeed.
He walked the talk.

Movies, I Am & Pickles (2005)

In the narrowest conception called "I Am"
lives an unidentified source.
How this source appears is _______________
(By filling in your very own blank.)

I honestly know how exacting and detracting read more »

A Death in Afghanistan

Tell me my dearest friend,
where on earth can I
be beautiful,
walk tall and proud
and be who I am
if not in Afghanistan?

Am I not so valued here
that I am
a sight not to behold,
Am I not so precious to you
that should anything
less than your image
of my perfection storm
dark in your raging
eyes,
my Beloved Afghanistan,
I should gladly spill my blood read more »

Cool Hand Luke
Paul Leonard Newman
January 26 1925; September 26 2008

He was a quiet, private, Man
But, a giant, amongst the stars
A philanthropist to millions
And owned and drove racecars.

He was a producer and director
And an actor, beyond, compare
He won almost every award
A great talent, one, so rare.

His great films will last forever
For, new generations to see read more »