
Tag / Peace


The War Within (Bilingual)
There are times thoughts gather
Which I cannot wish away
Let’s walk a step towards peace
But my damn legs will not move Continue reading →

The Lure of Cities
There’s Xanadu, Valhalla, Atlantis and mystical Mu
But most of all, I’d like to know about these two:
If you could, where would you go
Mythical Shangri La or legendary El Dorado?

Win Some, Lose Some

Father (& son)
A trio from my dad. Continue reading →

On Days When Classic Rock is Not Enough
This is for those days when I’m in that state of mind and I need something more…
(I’m sorry, but this may not be for everyone…)

THE PARIAH PREACHER
Praising the Lord.
Proclaiming peace.
Proffering hope.
Promoting brotherhood.
Pledging heaven to all. Continue reading →

Hushhh…!
Hark, I hear the sounds of silence
The sun doth whisper to me faintly as it moves across the sky,
The moon, standing still, also listening in rapt attention

THE HEATHEN, THE INFIDEL & THE IRONY
Both reject, both disbelieve, both repudiate
Exhort, incite, instigate, intimidate
Challenge, provoke, propagandize
Mock, joust, maim, kill, eulogize
Irresistible force, immoveable object
Seismic shocks, cataclysmic change
The world tremulates

Excuse me, please, aren’t you a _____?
An invitation post for a cause I believe in, which I’d like to share. And if there are others among us who feel the same, hook up with Jimi’s blog –
https://projectfreefaith.wordpress.com
Let me introduce Kunal Thakore, author of the blog “Random rants ruminations ramblings.” The first of hopefully many guest bloggers to add to the discussions here at Project: Free Faith. I hope you enjoy the message contained. Peace be with you.
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“Excuse me, please, aren’t you a _____?”
A casual introduction to a stranger over a drink. “Hi, I’m ___!” “Oh, didn’t know you were a ___!”
Forms to filled in and documented as routine. I sign my name. One look and “Are you a ___?”
I pass a place of worship. I instinctively bow my head in reverence. My co-passenger asks me “Aren’t you a ___?”
A melee and a mob as I run an errand. I’m accosted. “You! Are you a ___?”
I stand at Immigration. I’m asked to step forward. “Good morning, sir, are you a ___?”
A midnight knock at the door…
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