Good People Doing Great Things
one pen... a few seeds... and a good pair of hiking boots...
MAKING A DIFFERENCE, ONE STEP AT A TIME
Traci Kenworth YA All genres and Adult sweet and historical romances. Writing and Reading Links and Book Reviews along with some Writerly Insight.
from author Paul Andruss
Writing Tips and Reading Reviews
Life is full of experiences. We either get blessings or lessons. Follow your dreams passionately. Stay happy and cheerful. Be an inspiration to everyone you meet.
Examination of the makeup of the human ego and its predictable results.
Fumbling by Leisure, Singing to Cake
Creative Nonfiction, Writing, and the Pleasures of Reading
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Working back with basics
週末には散歩に出かけて、南関東の風景を紹介します。また、趣味のサッカー観戦と料理を掲載しています。
Mostly Mindful
A DIARY of WHAT IF, WHATNOT or WHATEVER... and OTHER ACCIDENTS of INSPIRATION...
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Corrupt politics
By the govt that calls for changes in our constitution
Which is the basic law aimed at regulating the govt by the people
So what would happen if the govt can change it?
Ultimately war, of course, the best opportunity for powerful people
To obtain even more power—and wealth
Hidden crime by the police
Quiet and seemingly nonviolent and friendly approach to the people
By the police which is one of the govt’s end functions to link with the people
Police officials would spot docile-looking citizens in the street
Bring them to the police box for a quiet psychological torture of questioning
And a “look toward three o’clock… eleven o’clock” photo taking
All these end up with an “official” statement of the victimized innocent citizen
That he/she has done something wrong and “criminal”
This gives a beautiful credit to the police
That they have done some service for the people
At tax payers’ expenses
I know all this because I was once victimized myself
Deep down in our society, there is the truth
Which is independent of what we think or believe
It is a tiny spot of bright light far in the darkness
Only if we can reach it, we have happiness for all
I have a feeling that it is easier for the man disfigured at surface
To reach that light for incredible hardship he must have gone through to live
Let me quote and say, “It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle”
Than for the people disfigured at heart to find the light
Often our leaders are some of these people, yet we have no choice but follow them
But there is a way we can veer away from this route to hell by the power of literature
It is my faith that we will be led to that light by diligent use of poetry or whatever
For literature is our work as human beings from heart to heart
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Ashi–You have said so much and it is indeed all so complicated, disheartening and formidable from a strictly human standpoint and in human terms. Yet somehow my faith remains; I feel its power to raise me up to do the often very difficult but right and loving thing for lives in the crux of pain and suffering. Literature, for you and for me, has this seemingly divine transcendent power to lift us out of ourselves, to empower us, strengthen us and to make our survival possible by extending our hands and hearts to others. Thank you so much for your thoughts and suggestions. They lift me up.
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I just read a post decrying the inhumanity in the world (notably, North Korea, Iran, Egypt). Thank you for your post. It amazes me how a photo of one man (ok, a very public, powerful man, but still one man) committing one positive act can make me throw my arms around faith in humanity and hold on tight.
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Very powerful image, yes. It says it all for me. Embrace, comfort, ameliorate the actual lives of those who are suffering–directly. Don’t leave it to agencies, governments or charities. Each one of us can do something very important in this regard in this way every day of our lives. To recoil or run away from alarming or “dirty” situations or to just drop a check in the mail to an impersonal organization seems to me to be a cop out, a denial of our real responsibilities and in a sense a denial of our humanity. “Faith without works is dead.” Thank you for affirming this and taking the time to offer your remarks here.
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