tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25503486833699474952024-03-18T20:30:55.093-07:00One Song Meow1,575 Haikus for my AnneMaximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comBlogger429125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-54654951863394270992013-05-18T07:14:00.000-07:002013-05-19T12:38:55.333-07:00A Father Standing Thoughtfully<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
A father standing thoughtfully,<br />
his heart gazing at an empty shell...<br />
as all that once was to him, <i>his everything -</i><br />
rushes past his mind like a gentle breeze<br />
touching his soul in the silence...<br />
unfolding the memories.<br />
<br />
I love and I remember you, Papa Frank -<br />
<i>always to always.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXrD21sfT3-WNRo4JYhwZQ4gJh_F0Qt96EKRNsWBswIgu-Ig5LF28tPnVc7HUi7wfUw3I0ZC83uUPrroqVTokjb_qk3NF8VwPaeruvwB9Ue2bWmQFkxRlKhaukGaHdO2QGiXm-arlZopw/s400/270966_10151355671286717_312449941_n.jpg" /><br />
<br />
The hurt you must feel -<br />
standing there, leaning as if<br />
<i>'tis all too heavy...</i><br />
<br />
Gazing deep inside<br />
hoping to reach back in time<br />
and embrace <i>each one.</i><br />
<br />
I glimpse at thy love<br />
in thy lovable Anne (Ah-neh)<br />
and I know... <i>at least.</i><br />
<br />
Oh dear Papa Frank,<br />
soldier brave and father true,<br />
hear me: <b>I thank you.</b><br />
<br />
I pray, come <i>that </i>day -<br />
no hate can take love away<br />
forever... <i>to stay.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>God love you</i><br />
<i>and keep you...</i><br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
<b><br /></b></div>
Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-22822622882832512862013-03-20T22:44:00.000-07:002013-03-20T22:52:47.111-07:00An Ode to a Stray Dog<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hurt... an emptiness<br />
once filled by a faithful dog...<br />
now is left unfilled.<br />
<br />
Gone is he, that stray!<br />
I say to my thoughts... come back.<br />
As if to comfort...<br />
<br />
As faithful a friend<br />
was he! There, present for me -<br />
gifts unexpected.<br />
<br />
He stayed for a while<br />
that brown, battered, scruffy dog -<br />
toughened, old and wise.<br />
<br />
As he came left he...<br />
came he uninvited yet loved...<br />
<u>and loved he is still</u>.<br />
<br />
<i>Thanks, Tootsie - </i><br />
<i>sleep and rest.</i><br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
<br />
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD8cHuc3IkOMqUEsFoD-nPrzbsx40uLMKAaXWGw4za52JPcZ0a-G07_SnNykyJRmAATL06PLhKJKkt91jOiFwlZ5SI_rvdYsTPCMLE_Aa8GvnbZT0FXMXBJUaLgr1B1GCQf-dwPtRg_2Y/s400/HimlaMistral+TextE2_redigerad-1.jpg" /><br />
<b><i>dis hound, I love (not a picture of Tootsie)</i></b><br />
<b><i><br /></i></b></div>
Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-75221909210526082982013-03-01T11:14:00.000-08:002013-07-20T02:07:47.004-07:00The Alone<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<br />
Staring the darkness...<br />
the depths of "the alone"<br />
staring back at me.<br />
<br />
Feeling the distance...<br />
the impending loneliness -<br />
I turn back to You.<br />
<br />
To You, LORD -<br />
<i>The Alone.</i><br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
<br />
<b>There are two kinds of solitude. <i>Only one is real.</i></b><br />
<br />
<u>Reflection</u>:<br />
<br />
There are times when one feels incredibly lonely and I believe those are the times it is good to have a strong sense of solitude.<br />
<br />
Because to me, a sense of solitude is not a sense of being alone.<br />
<br />
Just as a tree is not alone in a forest of trees, a soul that realizes that it is a soul realizing it is a soul <i>is</i> a soul with a spirit of solitude - who - in knowing it stands alone have likewise found it can never be alone.<br />
<br />
Fact is, it is in rote similarity that one feels most lonely.<br />
<br />
For it is not in the richness of our diversity that the fear of the "other" flourish but in the seasonless existence wrought by the cowardice of an unthinking mind.<br />
<br /></div>
Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-50701942823974247732013-01-10T09:45:00.000-08:002013-01-09T17:50:40.705-08:00The Living Peace<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
We can only be reminded of what we're leaving behind<br />
to know what future we want for our world...<br />
<br />
<img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu8A8I6vjluh97HPdv6d_SfEBHb3HsNB4UIIuwBLueomQyuQmEMCq960B3o6Yi2KwqmnUCv5DanL0K7wxmYcXqCZTIRlnwMb2hN7rS-MS6Jp_2xzbBA_ZXuUxJ6xdyNvCzECrYrJ7n99o/s400/564253_10151165131344640_265685880_n.jpg" width="400" /><br />
<br />
<i>Planted in our hearts</i><br />
that Man may long persevere<br />
as nations - <i>in time.</i><br />
<br />
Peace is like a seed<br />
of good thoughts, of words, and deeds -<br />
loved and remembered.<br />
<br />
'Tis many small things<br />
nurtured, sheltered, and gathered -<br />
and embraced as one.<br />
<br />
<b>We know it.</b><br />
<b>It knows us.</b><br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
<div>
<br /></div>
<img border="0" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhopH6Qw1cDS1ceJxh9erygtISP14LskBQtBhvaJcGonIeqGn4yUKRm4900s0_SEDPDPi41IG5PJN3veK9WgJCu3NKSnuwjo4-rwjeDk1SeLFyxcJRlLtkC1mlq1c3GHaAznAG_L9G8TbM/s400/57895_10151181157564640_1823789453_n.jpg" width="400" /><br />
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
<div>
Peace is not something we must fight for, </div>
<div>
peace is something we must allow.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
Peace is not something unfamiliar to our nations </div>
<div>
nor is peace something our nations must force upon our world; </div>
<div>
it is both familiar as well as natural </div>
<div>
to our order and purpose.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
What we must </div>
<div>
- as nations and as individuals -</div>
<div>
constantly strive for is the truth of these things</div>
<div>
to make full our remembrances</div>
<div>
and make safe our generations in time.</div>
<div>
<b>---<--@</b></div>
</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
</div>
Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-71331425621647673582012-12-06T23:11:00.000-08:002013-02-28T19:41:38.792-08:00Huwag Mabahala<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7YNO3_wtjpbNm-WfoBXJTYjpE5mRXDgrxU55LXymBb7bSLo0nxbKePv3jTF9Z590RZ8BSs5nIN61scH_xO_CNbapBYzD2yQS7cEZRrnFJJVOW_Tjnof_0b1fryJL-EFLyfW8TvicRfBA/s400/797_10151273505059640_143824340_n.jpg" /><br />
<br />
Pabugso-bugso<br />
man ang dilim at sigwa,<br />
<i>ganyan talaga...</i><br />
<div>
<br /></div>
<b>Biygan mong dunong</b><br />
at ito'y maglilinaw<br />
sa 'yong isipan.<br />
<br />
<i>Ang tala</i><br />
<i>ay ilaw.</i><br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
<br />
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_RNmr-mCof1ta08RmAoiXgG8IW0oMD3A1rVvfX87wQ3jw2ABWLLAC5Kmly-8pQeNYqG8RuX0DTE4bMqhQLPZ3zUYYbKSWKJaLKtuJg02fnDNbLJy96AZlGBaJaXthg9SSEw1t7r87VwY/s400/eagle_wings.0200215eagle+wings.jpg" /><br />
<br />
<b><u>Kanlungan</u></b><br />
<br />
Nakalilito man<br />
at madilim ang mundo,<br />
mga kapatid ko sa Pangako,<br />
huwag tayong mabahala<br />
at huwag mawalan ng loob -<br />
huwag matakot sa gabi!<br />
<br />
Pananalig sa Diyos,<br />
kapayapaan sa ating bansa;<br />
kagandahang loob sa bawa't isa<br />
bunga nang pagkakapatirang<br />
namumuhay sa ating diwa,<br />
at pagmamahal natin sa ating<br />
nag-iisang sambayanang Pilipinas -<br />
ito ang lagi nating maaasahan;<br />
ang ating kanlungan sa gabi<br />
at daan tungo sa umaga.<br />
<br /></div>
Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-43667493912401399632012-11-22T21:17:00.000-08:002012-11-22T07:06:45.640-08:00Our-Story<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The unfulfilled dreams of Mankind and the freedom of God -<br />
these are the primary causes for the expansion of space and time.<br />
<br />
<b>We are, therefore, we must.</b><br />
<br />
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-8VJ-5x8bucb_G5k0CNPygJyN9OLAhVc6Q_Q6FMSZRK9Eqehfuo02jR_K26GuuSnCWv_qvnWNxIgsH51d7mQBUmpRfhv2FUKgUJ9eQnqN51ASn1nw7NmotX6i7FrxzU9gaewQeChC7sw/s400/4462951-ancient-cave-paintings-in-patagonia.jpg" /><br />
<br />
I am one story<br />
one thread spun among countless...<br />
expanding time... space....<br />
<br />
Each life is a thread<br />
- as important as others -<br />
woven by His will.<br />
<br />
These stories,<br />
<i>this is us.</i><br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
<br />
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZvHKpJ0ax_qBBnXL2sWK814yikbcToKXVaWhJnsHK9eZ1Z4mbb5SFNNSJxfn1cKjsr5PybWGmpeVKewcEb3d6LwYA9Bb8QvlzG0nB3_flUpZk1Q5s3hSfPt9aJVY9aFNEPjOXOD8NvZs/s400/stock-footage-clip-of-a-rotating-earth-with-transition-from-day-to-night-perfect-loop-in-hd-i-very-detailed.jpg" /><br />
<br />
<b><u>The House of Humanity</u></b><br />
<br />
The house of humanity is the house of God.<br />
And in this house there are many nations.<br />
The nations of the children of Mankind!<br />
<br />
All of us, without exception,<br />
nurtured by the living waters of the firmament,<br />
being born upon the earth under one God, the LORD,<br />
dwelling in each our hearts under His heaven,<br />
<i>our one native sky.</i><br />
<br />
Starshine,<br />
if this house of humanity is divided,<br />
shall it ever persevere?<br />
<br />
<i>- selah -</i><br />
<br />
<b>Peace maketh our house thy home.</b><br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
<br />
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQNiYFnY_EfgWifAcmQOB7FXTZ-n7cN7prMfi7_3m1lGQNjwutJpvMmhz5F-aJBsstGySV308IJHkOFbG9PqsKazEdZM3zUuXVPpE4YOf4l1S4lqO4Qt_9Af-NRb8kRjOOHZqv6YaTJD8/s400/broken_original.jpg" /><br />
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Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-87160506760627904222012-11-22T20:50:00.000-08:002012-11-22T04:53:37.120-08:00Only Addiction<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
"Lord, I am not worthy that you should enter under my roof,<br />
but only say the word and my soul will be healed."<br />
<br />
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbXW84GR8KQMni0M_fcOoGFmhUMsKKByQwj47RBt6mRDuxDH8TL0K_2QO0gg1eYO2mNA92A_nfsgw2Sy9MoMAmlgHCr3kaN815YCChOFj4lDiteVhuEyRu6K3f9S4TWnxgxXodHmq11yE/s400/holy_eucharist1.jpg" /><br />
<br />
Let Thou be the one...<br />
<b>Yes!</b> My only addiction -<br />
<i>O my Jesus please.</i><br />
<br />
Save me from myself.<br />
Let Thou be my one Freedom.<br />
Make me as Thyself.<br />
<br />
O Jesus,<br />
<i>my Jesus.</i><br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
<br />
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdMVlR6v6UJK7F6su7I3eZ_etFnvj1Wxx7ch2wy4YxfLxdGBTtnnn-oOoKl3K1YHGhb2Dkd93ZLYDSU0IwLqzHhpIl_IyfZkwlr1h4LdZDD-HaxhD6awI8Ww_MeY2-MwmoAmgAJUd4qMI/s400/Holy-Eucharist-catholicism-133989_482_493.gif" /><br />
<br />
Ordinary food is converted, through the process of digestion, into substances which we need to build and maintain bodily strength. It becomes, in a sense, part of us.<br />
<br />
When we eat the heavenly food of the Eucharist exactly the opposite happens.<br />
<br />
<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1XxcOhT_Pp6Cpnc-9EFrgJOzrGsXdvXn8PDyeUAOqGdrozVsLfU9FZ5TJntkkqNen9E5Of9OM9uQ73FHTAY0craZR47pC6BBizlx3HbP5QvXwDukB420qWAtLcDAQTHmgVL8whZdA5xs/s1600/20-101_Eucharist_200.jpg" /><br />
<br />
<b>We become what we eat.</b><br />
<br /></div>
Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-35221534651170636492012-11-11T08:31:00.000-08:002012-11-10T16:37:54.309-08:00Regret to Forget<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<b>The pain of our ignorance is our remembrance of it.</b><br />
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<div>
<br /></div>
Regret to forget,<br />
ye nations, have some remorse -<br />
<i>remember thy selves!</i><br />
<br />
For thou art one act -<br />
one beginning, one ending;<br />
one spirit, one soul.<br />
<br />
Though many,<br />
thou art one.<br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
<br />
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixmhXozev_8EkRBu3GgiVwomACrA_Lme3qkqWiP3LDb8uhTp8IQfSKKhGlUk3siL6-oYvuGx7rQFLCqq2jpcu8HeTRksM439_r8reaKKofO49AAu5N3LD3dECD71kEMyjiy5AZw9s7CDY/s400/horseman+of+war.jpg" /><br />
<br />
Some forget on purpose<br />
<br />
And because some forget on purpose<br />
many became purposeless<br />
<br />
And because many became purposeless<br />
the nations became restless<br />
<br />
And because the nations became restless<br />
peace became powerless<br />
<br />
And because peace became powerless<br />
war came (to the province of Man)<br />
<br />
And because war came<br />
soldiers became.<br />
<br />
<i>- selah -</i><br />
<br />
...because war came,<br />
for Peace was ever here first<br />
long before War was from heaven<br />
thrown down.<br />
<br />
...because war came, Starshine,<br />
so don't you forget...<br />
<br />
<b>Lest we forget.</b><br />
<br />
This we will defend.<br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
<br /></div>
Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-56177694509208661262012-10-18T23:42:00.000-07:002012-10-18T08:40:32.413-07:00Humane Society<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Animals came first<br />
right after the greening earth,<br />
then came Man - <i>that's us!</i><br />
<br />
We came to complete<br />
- as first is last, last is first -<br />
the <b>order of love</b>.<br />
<br />
To life, <i>we belong</i> -<br />
to each other, <i>and none else</i>,<br />
God's peace, <i>to impart</i>.<br />
<br />
Through <i>this</i> love<br />
<i>...we own all.</i><br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
<br />
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS_dluDOd78rUqCdGrG4qtlQbByvpZpsgUMAJ7BexGOnSErnGJxrEyGIGXj_Qil6wFdykVnkkPH_s21mBkCBJQ_KuyqZSBCYeSxT5zmGBmzE5PrDSwXx6Qk258fay3yqUjVa3DAPQrWLQ/s400/pawhand.gif" /><br />
<b>Be kind to animals,</b><br />
(and respectful of plants - especially trees)<br />
they are a pure reflection of our own human care<br />
and compassion for each other.<br />
<br />
In a society<br />
where animals are treated with compassion,<br />
human beings have learned to become more human;<br />
the realm of man - and - the realm of nature<br />
dwell in <u>unity</u> and <u>peace</u>.<br />
<br />
<i>It is a humane society.</i><br />
<br /></div>
Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-59394318213156849262012-10-18T21:58:00.000-07:002012-10-20T20:52:59.691-07:00Addiction is False<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Let me tell you, friend -<br />
there <i>is</i> such as thing as <u>good addiction</u>...<br />
<br />
'Tis <i>that</i> very ordinary love<br />
with which Man daily tends to the labors of the earth<br />
and allows him to quietly succeed in life and family...<br />
seemingly hidden - to the world - in plain sight;<br />
a love of the LORD and the way of His commands,<br />
both all and sundry (the nations) and/or particular (honorable religion),<br />
all that leads him (or her) to true and lasting (even everlasting) happiness -<br />
this is true (and therefore, good) addition.<br />
<div>
<br /></div>
Now, the bad addiction is - <u>so bad</u> - <i>it has to lie.</i><br />
<br />
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh37mR5Kvt5SqWUHAHyXnyObpSNBjc_2fc6BF6KhV4-BzbYCeJEI4J-5A2NUdbps8PPl8HB4e3t8isdf2K2vzOEvbFQpFOv-9L5G-41mUsTutbjh8Z33nFF1zl_U36uznRoJ5Y5ype61fg/s400/addiction-prv1.jpg" /><br />
<br />
Addiction is false<br />
and to have made it this far -<br />
<i>its lies are cunning.</i><br />
<br />
What is false to Man<br />
too is false to the nations -<br />
<i>its lies are cunning.</i><br />
<br />
Man <i>and</i> his nations<br />
are destroyed by its falseness -<br />
<i>there's no stopping it!</i><br />
<br />
EXCEPT look away<br />
find what (or Who) is worth living for...<br />
<i>and then surrender.</i><br />
<br />
<b>Love must love</b><br />
<b>and <i>love true</i></b><i>.</i><br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
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Addict soul,<br />
you were made to love<br />
(you know the power of this love)<br />
BUT you were made to love the truth -<br />
<b>what is truth?</b><br />
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Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-22618575746801427922012-10-04T15:45:00.000-07:002012-10-04T03:18:01.779-07:00Nature is Patient<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>Climate change</b> is caused just as much by the destruction of our trees than by the degradation of our air. Cut one tree too many in Africa or South America or Asia and the burden of that loss is the burden of all nations.<br />
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Our world's ecological debt is not sensitive to what boundaries we have drawn for ourselves upon the earth. <i>What we owe nature nature expects us to pay together.</i><br />
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Nature is patient.<br />
And her patience she invests...<br />
in her green, growing trees.<br />
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Cut a few down - let's -<br />
build a few towns and cities.<br />
That's all very well.<br />
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Cut enough trees - and -<br />
nature becomes impatient<br />
and reminds with care.<br />
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Cut too many trees -<br />
she becomes tempestuous<br />
unleashing herself.<br />
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What was built,<br />
she takes back.<br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Painting by Abigail Grace Tamayo, 9yo, Divine Light Academy</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Nature's patience she invests in her trees.</span></b><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Do you know how long it takes to grow a tree?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Do you know the care it takes to grow a forest?</span><br />
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<i><b>Give justice to our forests. Bring peace to our trees.</b></i><br />
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Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-4104073939605752682012-09-27T16:47:00.000-07:002012-10-04T03:38:34.460-07:00Transmitted not Taught<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Life inspiring life,<br />
spirit ennobling spirit,<br />
breathing and brightness.<br />
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Lead by example -<br />
use no words if possible,<br />
virtue kindling hearts.<br />
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Some lessons<br />
must be lived.<br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
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Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-68585958229632865612012-09-21T09:11:00.000-07:002013-03-26T03:24:00.424-07:00Love is a Circle (The Dance of Destiny)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
If you can't act on a kind thought,<br />
put it in reserve - never dismiss it!<br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
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<div>
Love is a circle</div>
going ever round and round,<br />
encouraging hearts.<br />
<br />
<i>Love is what gathers -</i><br />
in darkness embracing all; <br />
shining like the stars. <br />
<br />
It is light.<br />
It is sight.<br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
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When you give compassion freely to others, </div>
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you likewise guarantee compassion for yourself.</div>
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In this way, the circular law </div>
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(karma or the law of compassion for all beings) </div>
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- in its great and unseen spirals of spirit and time - </div>
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pushes out from the universe the darkness </div>
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and leaves in the light.</div>
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<b><i>The Dance of Destiny</i></b><br />
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This is the structure of the universe... an interplay of spirit and energy, matter and truth -<br />
of things seen and things unseen... set in motion - like a great unstoppable dance,<br />
<i>the very dance of destiny.</i><br />
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Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-43674061939086488962012-09-19T07:18:00.000-07:002013-09-30T04:06:12.078-07:00A Recompense for Suffering<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
No matter the cause of the hurt<br />
- whether one had a part in it - <i>or not</i>,<br />
apologizing acknowledges that the person <i>is</i> hurting<br />
and duly expresses <u>the sincerity</u> of one's desire<br />
to accept responsibility, <u>wherever necessary</u>,<br />
mend what is broken, <u>whenever possible</u>,<br />
or simply <u>to acknowledge the pain</u><br />
and <i>listen</i> with attention.<br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
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What was lost,<i> is lost!</i><br />
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- the finality of things -<br />
do we not feel it?<br />
<br />
This permanence hurts.<br />
- this hurt <i>may</i> be felt by all -<br />
for the pain lingers...<br />
<br />
For this pain,<br />
I'm sorry...<br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
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To the one Chinese nation<br />
and in particular to the families and friends<br />
of the innocent victims of the August 2010 tragedy -<br />
<br />
<b>I am sorry for your loss.</b></div>
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There no such a thing as Filipino suffering or Chinese suffering. <u>There is only one kind of suffering and that is human suffering</u>.<br />
<br />
Therefore, I feel your grief and know that what you have lost that day can never be replaced. We can only hope to always remember them by the actions we take to make the present world a better and a safer place.<br />
<br />
In my nation we have taken the necessary steps to help prevent this kind of tragedy and make tourism as safe as possible for all our guests. Our tourist police or "bantay turista" is now in full implementation and I can tell you that our security forces are better placed to handle untoward incidents against welcome guests of the one Filipino nation.<br />
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Tourism is important to the Philippines not only as an economic resource but as a medium of peace and cultural enrichment for the peoples in our region and in our world.<br />
<br />
The benefits of peaceable tourism as a whole redound not only to help prosper the lives of many of my own compatriots who deserve a much better quality of living but also to endow the spirit of our nation with good will for other nations through direct people to people contact.<br />
<br />
What had happened in August 2010 is indeed a tragic thing for your people and mine.<br />
<br />
<i>My nation still mourns with you to this day.</i><br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
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<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4cduiyMTcpx-_aTkPCGUmBamC6gQMDMPEORDO80jWlejinqvxwy3AJiUywV8RAoOuManbwM3n7qhXDF1IXgcmk2CIlRRL2h2vEjq8z1GjN1Dekz-Us7KyjKEKFl_LEr9TtsG82coi01Q/s400/3869366195_5603a08b65_z.jpg" /><br />
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Leung Song-yi, Jessie and Leung Chung-see, Doris <br />
and the innocent victims of the August 2010 tragedy - <br />
Leung Kam-wing, Ken, Tse Ting-chunn, Masa,<br />
Wong Tze-lam, Yeung Yee-wa, Yeung Yee-kam,<br />
Fu Cheuk-yan - <i>via con Dios</i>. <b>---<--@</b><br />
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<b>UPDATE:</b> <i>20130930, Monday</i> - I think we have improved now... still, the hurt remains. Peace be with each of you who we lost that day... and my love to all your love... <i>via con Dios.</i><br />
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Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-92144624761967166142012-09-15T23:42:00.000-07:002012-09-15T08:40:29.812-07:00Prescription for a Smile<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
When life gets me down<br />
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instead of wearing a frown -</div>
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<i>my vitamin A!</i></div>
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My vitamin A,</div>
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cheerfulness to save my day -</div>
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how can I not smile?</div>
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<i>One sweet thought,</i></div>
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<i>goes a mile...</i></div>
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<b>---<--@</b></div>
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Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-86809937605432601682012-08-20T13:10:00.000-07:002012-09-05T08:09:49.350-07:00Plateau<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>Featureless expanse -</i><br />
no wind, no change, only me...<br />
upon this plateau.<br />
<br />
Wherefore should I go?<br />
I came from there, I should know...<br />
upon this plateau.<br />
<br />
Wherefore should I go?<br />
I am plainly lost, I know...<br />
left, right, up, below.<br />
<br />
The best thing when lost<br />
as the Gospel says, <i>"stay put".</i><br />
Jesus will find me.<br />
<br />
<b>So I should...</b><br />
<b>I'll stay still.</b><br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
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Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-81772198984563519242012-08-17T09:17:00.000-07:002012-08-16T18:15:09.372-07:00Weather the Storm<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>Hold on to yourself -</i><br />
believe in what you believe<br />
and do not despair.<br />
<br />
<i>You are who you are</i><br />
and though you make these mistakes<br />
<u>the choice is still yours</u>.<br />
<br />
<b>Learn from it.</b><br />
<b>Make the choice.</b><br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
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You told the truth, Kristen, and you were right to do so... but be careful who you tell the truth to, <i>for the world will seldom understand.</i><br />
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Your courage it will mistake for cravenness and your honesty for treachery.<br />
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<b>Remain honest and brave. </b><br />
<br />
Weather the rising storm and hold yourself fast <u>from within</u>.<br />
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<i>It is painful but you will outlast it.</i><br />
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For the fashions of this world are as fickle as it is fleeting...<br />
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Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-76693456974517171902012-07-26T16:54:00.000-07:002012-08-18T01:23:24.094-07:00Stripes, Patches, and Swirls<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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In diversity -<br />
there is unity in cats.<br />
<i>This has always been...</i><br />
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">
<b>Stripes, patches, and swirls!</b></div>
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Self-expression, being free...</div>
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Freedom is beauty.</div>
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Do we see</div>
<div>
this freedom?</div>
<b>---<--@</b><br />
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<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG1VEhbr-xzuXbcv45aGLGSxegqtbulUPg_XymoOA5VpkMbkzqT5h2MgcsqWEC0WkZTUdu5vQ7p8hzWSNuwaewLaj4O95cIcj9kLp_bV8SYkbMG2FkMYiX4IKFZDXTEc40xgQzNCHJP6k/s400/264873_10151047812283197_2054025444_n.jpg" /><br />
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<b>Color for cats</b><br />
is not a source of division<br />
but a source of harmony!<br />
<br />
<i>It is said</i><br />
in ancient cat lore<br />
that when cats are conceived<br />
in the eternal Mind of the All Creator,<br />
each cat is allowed <i>the initial freedom</i><br />
to pick their own color and pattern<br />
according to tribal affiliation<br />
as well as each individual choice<br />
so that no two cats are ever the same<br />
because <b>all cats</b> existing in the dreamtime<br />
have purposed this to be so -<br />
<br />
<b>Cats are diverse</b><br />
and <i>we see them as such</i><br />
BECAUSE they have all made a decision<br />
to agree to be as diverse<br />
and to <u>not</u> respect<br />
<i>this diversity</i><br />
for a cat is unthinkable<br />
<i>to any cat.</i><br />
<br />
<i>It is also said</i><br />
that <span style="background-color: white;">in the dreamtime</span><br />
there are colors that exist in cats<br />
that are not (yet) visible in this realm of twilight;<br />
<span style="background-color: white;">that only when our world fully awakens</span><br />
to the reality of the Oneness in all living beings<br />
that Justice shall be done<br />
to the real beauty <span style="background-color: white;">of the natural </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">which is only reflected in this world</span><br />
like it is to see through a looking glass dimly<br />
<i>when the peace of the natural in all things</i><br />
<i>shall be the natural in all things.</i><br />
<b style="background-color: white;">---<--@</b><br />
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Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-82408407080246406102012-07-24T18:22:00.000-07:002012-07-24T03:20:30.422-07:00Sharing a Beat<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: white;">My Anne and I,</span><br />
listening to my heartbeat -<br />
<i>sharing, belonging.</i><br />
<br />
My Anne loves me,<br />
loves the rhythm of my life -<br />
<i>how can I forget?</i><br />
<br />
I am hers,<br />
she is mine.<br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
<br />
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKUWAE4RG9lU_hauI0qPE2mekB2hpfut7FCrv_7q0HsE0NdfdrKFIkM98_2i6AH8XSc-uyTD5ewyZkd9MqeFNW7NGzT4P2Ph15n-iP8Ld4n6VUSTmj0a_0VbHV88UXd0XwhYJxY9OptgA/s400/1037138985_dab1669bdd_z.jpg" /><br />
<br />
An intimate moment <br />
- with a true friend -<br />
is held only for a moment... <br />
<i>but its value lasts everlasting.</i><br />
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</div>Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-82243140112913890122012-07-12T19:03:00.000-07:002012-07-12T04:01:10.330-07:00Nemesis<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<br />
There is a false self...<br />
in all things, <b>what should not be</b> -<br />
'tis all that <u>undoes</u>.<br />
<br />
In persons, this is -<br />
<i>a rejection of being, </i><br />
freely not being.<br />
<br />
In nations, this is -<br />
<i>a rejection of freedom,</i><br />
people not being.<br />
<br />
<b>It destroys<br />from within.<br />---<--@</b><br />
<br />
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXww_FoWoykDVl5tZtCawUAJyrnBP7K9YVXVv-8XNADx1bUZsD-BXEOgPnlXr3oLkP88DDOmtTvzl7EZXEVt-jRubZWarKNGQ6lWhe3BsQui1pddXvOGZmjDdtCNqBJK8yu2fsCsMGr70/s200/versus.gif" /><br />
<br />
If <br />
Complacency vs Courage <br />
equals <br />
Old Compliant vs Old Defiant.<br />
<br />
Then <br />
Materialism vs Spirit<br />
equals<br />
Sold Glory vs Old Glory.<br />
<br />
<b>Nemesis.</b><br />
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</div>Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-90164939466115584682012-07-12T18:14:00.000-07:002012-07-12T03:13:34.835-07:00Little Orange<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT0PjBXhDiPQZ3HFK1TE2lknrORDw3Nb5Pv4P-szsb-c8wlNu7svfT-iit1Y0X5tRNZEpJhB7lbnrgHiwdcLlKkI8FnHD4Zq5IWH4BEPbQpXBRzEslcfKhcqW3H_T2rQiujj5UecVGMlk/s400/orange+cat.jpg" /><br />
<br />
I met her from work,<br />
<div>
this little orange battler<br />
come to inspire me.<br />
<br />
She helps me improve.<br />
Gives me time, care, and friendship<br />
to better my scores.<br />
<br />
I like her, you know.<br />
Sometimes I like her too much.<br />
<i>I have to take care...</i><br />
<br />
Her name I shall keep.<br />
This little orange angel -<br />
God bless you, you cat!<br />
<br />
I'm her friend,<br />
she is mine.<br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
<br />
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqhIyy41ONyXjYBXrBky0zIE3GJ0P8FCvqNiStea74E2c2jRtDo3BXmmf5QFwCGJmiqLITquJWyA1GtHOFSsNgFl_5T1rhbUNG2gehtXpkqs0mAmvKlsmLpxRBOUWs6tYC3T3upz8abMI/s320/friendshipquotes59.jpg" /><br />
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</div>Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-79754124728473778532012-07-12T17:48:00.000-07:002012-07-12T02:46:19.658-07:00Muzzle<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i>Don't know why it is -</i><br />
that cute muzzle, your meow...<br />
<div>
(too much cuteness... too much!)<br />
<b>Just let me kiss it!</b><br />
<br />
I kiss the muzzle - <br />
that cute muzzle, I kiss it.<br />
<i>Because I love you.</i><br />
<br />
That muzzle,<br />
I kiss it.<br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
<br />
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP45nmASCfa0tQ7QS7a9HYxRgm-JQ4SlyCvzxZmGoK2qp96Ufc-WTwTGC6XZao3Xj_vAXF8bxnTvSt9APsCwdVz4GecXgONfpeZboC9qjfQWmuN0Wi5SF1ZaF6AwOna9mGSVPrx3ZnW5o/s400/547085_10150904618509640_1072624610_n.jpg" /><br />
<b>...you can kiss it.</b><br />
<br />
What is a snout and what is a muzzle?<br />
<br />
A snout is not a muzzle. A snout you can wrap your fingers around. A muzzle you can not. <br />
<br />
Only cats have muzzles. Dogs have snouts. You can kiss both. But only cats have muzzles.<br />
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
Enough said.<br />
<br /></div>
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</div>Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-61341352095421344782012-07-12T17:09:00.000-07:002012-07-12T02:08:11.647-07:00Paw<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi39XHBztB2vAK9eQm95HEylF3xjsiVd6qQziQYM9Wo8Kxhsjn5_TW4BSZC63MZrUB2eTDao7Y6tDoqYhJS19zsB4Hccp3aBIo3K5LR-DcZCCuQGISUyvFq9bTu3I8RLU5Irgm9a56WGaQ/s400/catspaw.jpg" /><br />
<br />
My cat's paw, <i>I love.</i><br />
It's my source of sure comfort,<br />
<i>in gentle moments...</i><br />
<br />
'Tis hard to describe<br />
in this haiku - the quiet,<br />
the touch, <i>the feeling.</i><br />
<br />
Paw becomes<br />
more than words.<br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRuGwfNDT13oIEUG2bZbep0ddrkRIzHZLQyOOpftn_aO6t7BoGjjeX5vGrE55b6UVWrTPV2OLY_QhpQ7-gcTqmf8gr1Ab4eTklWNwEKqkh9RnzSdMaryXCPWHIDIJURXyW5A_RknEl6h0/s1600/Animals_Cats_Cat_paws_022255_.jpg"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRuGwfNDT13oIEUG2bZbep0ddrkRIzHZLQyOOpftn_aO6t7BoGjjeX5vGrE55b6UVWrTPV2OLY_QhpQ7-gcTqmf8gr1Ab4eTklWNwEKqkh9RnzSdMaryXCPWHIDIJURXyW5A_RknEl6h0/s400/Animals_Cats_Cat_paws_022255_.jpg" /></a><br />
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</div>Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-91952940496965176712012-07-11T17:35:00.000-07:002012-07-12T01:27:33.689-07:00The Other 100%<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<br />
<b>A thought for <u>you</u>, </b><br />
<div>
<b>from a friend -</b><br />
<br />
What of <i>greater-ness,</i><br />
our most fundamental - <u>one</u> -<br />
that which makes us, <u>we</u>?<br />
<br />
Yea, which many made one,<br />
which though many makes us one,<br />
<i>calling us today...</i><br />
<br />
Arise then, <i>the we,</i><br />
born of many distinctions,<br />
called of <b>one spirit.</b><br />
<br />
<div>
Arise to the times,<br />
<i>this most fundamental thought,</i><br />
and let us be great.<br />
<br />
I, you, we -<br />
one, one, one.<br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
<br />
<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL-IMA8EsATXZ1g1a4Psq-Y5ErNonDpDpM9m2O77I6H4s3EKUISVmufmdyxaKcdEjMO_Rb7Jo10qHnfHr-OS6cJE5jKLgou_1wygihbbZZFywDXtLkkmbWFlFian8JXRVpWS2uFZ6gSLc/s1600/51-WiXUaBRL._SX320_SY240_.jpg" /> <br />
<br />
In Fareed Zakaria GPS, <br />
it was asked one early morning <br />
which segment creates the jobs, <br />
the 1% or the 99%.<br />
<br />
Let me share with you <br />
my own thoughts about it.<br />
<br />
<b>My answer is neither.</b><br />
<br />
It is <u>innovation</u> that creates work.<br />
<br />
<i><b>It is a spirit present in the 100%!</b></i><br />
<br />
The power to innovate comes from <i>this</i> spirit.<br />
<br />
Because what drives this innovation?<br />
<br />
<b>Care for the Republic. </b><br />
<br />
A love for the nation <br />
grown up from the soil <br />
of a <i>living knowledge</i> of it <br />
and a <i>steadfast understanding </i><br />
of it's truest labors upon the earth. <br />
<br />
This particular love <br />
drives the participation of the people <br />
in their own progress and welfare, <br />
sheltered by their own freedoms, <br />
and defended forever by a Republic <br />
dwelling in peace and amity with itself <br />
and therefore, with all the nations, <br />
under the guidance of heaven, <br />
and the light of Providence Divine.<br />
<br />
<b><i>Care for the Republic!</i></b><br />
<br />
It is America that creates the jobs. <br />
<br />
Individuals contribute to it, <br />
individuals reap from it, <br />
but it is ONLY the nation <br />
that guarantees it.<br />
<br />
<i>Break this one community apart <br />and all certainty falls away into chance.</i><br />
<br />
<b>By the way, Fareed - you rock!<br />---<--@</b><br />
<br />
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9M-cgnBGsu1ixbDAa17f0GLil-hN6kJXJRSG_XhMw0H8GEHA81r6rx_iXBYNFGISZ5yuMvc_MZ9vl_QhDP8ziYJfXU4rHhYryUco4K0v4WOorkRTmNlYoB-FJ50SIvHVKaKoLHaZUog8/s400/pledge.JPG" /><br />
<br /></div>
<div>
Make the words disappear </div>
<div>
<i>into meaning</i> - and understand.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
Think them at thy heart, </div>
<div>
speak it out loud, </div>
<div>
live it at large.</div>
<div>
<br />
(Belated Happy Birthday!)<br />
<br /></div>
</div>
</div>Maximilian Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17938627549730227098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550348683369947495.post-5880509068539126322012-07-05T17:48:00.000-07:002012-07-05T18:48:10.137-07:00Commitment<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<br />
<b>Commitment. <i>I am.</i></b><br />
Sitting through the pain, the pain...<br />
this is better pain...<br />
<br />
Determination.<br />
Discipline. Courage. Spirit.<br />
Death. Life. Choice. The Truth.<br />
<br />
Healing pain...<br />
now, now<i>, now!</i><br />
<b>---<--@</b><br />
<br />
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-bCF2bGfyUjDTwDoywgJNNydGT-yfEbjn5hLq9w1i7Man7ImVEyQfkThyoq4bnk5NvQVPZubbGk9zMtOJosFX933PNnD0-G88tfG95Ke7YT6M6s1JHIW0j7zqP6dJPtIslTrSEiLb-WA/s320/CAP_8652-2.jpg" /><br />
<br />
Inspiration is<br />
a necessary guide to my motivation<br />
and long may she bless me with her light.<br />
<br />
But<br />
commitment is<br />
the only force in the universe<br />
that will propel forward my motivation<br />
into the realization of my dreams.<br />
<br />
<b>I commit</b><br />
because I now understand<br />
I will never be content with inspiration alone<br />
unless her light becomes forever mine<br />
and we become one reality.<br />
<br />
<i>As every heart</i><br />
<i>must take this journey,</i><br />
<i>so should mine.</i><br />
<br />
<b>So I must and I will. </b><br />
<br />
For me,<br />
this is commitment.<br />
<br />
It is<br />
<i>the I must </i><br />
and<br />
<i>the I will</i> <br />
<u>for me</u>.<br />
<br />
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH3ZkIitN6U2mipDVmcTj-tb_-hgp6uX5iKcSaA4HShp6HC4GUipVLxMLMIODQetrjmMPhjSxodt-4_wk_4mNnT4GAyCTASdES2fyKCspBRBmdKHN9PtJZcwO8aVUFRH19Feh1m_k6vq0/s320/162770main_image_feature_698_ys_4.jpg" /><br />
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