We awaken each morning to news of all kinds. Recently the avalanche of fires all over our Planet Earth. There is also news of extraordinary people, taken it upon themselves to plant entire forest. I wish I had kept these stories of extraordinary deeds of work and love for our future. Soooo, we need more tree lovers and less assholes. So be it.
Ink is blood. Blood is ink. The intimate highway, the circulatory system, that ink and blood travel while transporting life and death. This is what they do. Circulatory systems and all writing devices share the Read more…
Some very talented friends are writing and producing music. The genre is Bachata. My mind went blank. Bachata, in my second language, Spanish, means a friendly gathering of friends having fun. It’s innocent and clean, Read more…
“When I despair, I remember that all throughout history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time they can seem invincible, but in the Read more…
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