THERE SHOULD BE ABSOLUTE CLARITY ABOUT WHAT GITMO WAS DURING THE IRAQ-U.S. WAR. AS WITH MURDERERS AND OTHER VIOLENT CONFUSED CRIMINALS, I BELIEVE IT VITAL THAT WE AS PEOPLE UNDERSTAND TERRORIST SHOULD NOT SET THE EXAMPLE.
THIS IS A SLIDE SHOW OF REAL PICTURES FROM A REAL WEBSITE. I DID NOT CHECK THIS SITES POLITICS. THERE IS NO DOUBT THESE ARE REAL PEOPLE.
MY APOLITICAL SELF DOES NOT BELIEVE IN TORTURE. APPARENTLY SOMEONE DOES,.
Do not let the clothes fool you..both born..who lives?..who claims the title controller? Who is free...?
Seems delegations from unknown heaven nations came up with a whole passel of rules..in a desperation millenia of frustration clothed speaking mammals polished schooled..only to destroy and act like fools..
Flower pretty sour pity does the mirror say..you reflect someone to respect and love today? Some things are needed bred and fed in primal need..civilize wise, well apprised built from the soul to feed..the 9 thousand million..soon there will be more..we have a home to protect..don’t need money whores..
Every act of kind or caring..well thought to shine..stars in every living thing..seen ‘good act of mine’..may be repeated..in sometime special thing..respect to be respected..peace.. freedom bells can ring..
Sing that song you sing..
Every second of life is given. It is not free to those who accept such enormous challenge in a society filled with unknowing judgements and uncaring, exploitive expectations. Spend your seconds well as each is a non refundable gift of enormous worth and worthy of enormous respect..Peace T@cftd
Serious in heart, serious in mind, serious is business of loving the unkind..serious
This piece of marble with a gold message in the letters chiseled there..was given to me by a loved one..
in love..right down to the core..serious commitment..to erase all war..thoughts drift to those living it..giving not in sight..food, water and warm takes each minute day and night..
dreams refugeed in human minds caught..heartbreak in the lives, dreams willing love we taught..loss a cost unbearable when money wars are fought..
on this path..this living walk..I can only say ‘please’..pet a dog, feed a child and don’t burn the trees..one small song heard hope in cacophony clash greed..toys and basic joys are sweeter with love the first of needs..
There are rocks who seem to speak..what stories they could tell..if they could speak knowledge would urge a ‘wish you well’..for every second passing..infinity just knows..sweet art created watched by rocks..as each second flows..
the soul inside you grows..
Today I hope you make someone happy so it reaches you as well..Peace t@cftd