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OBLIVIOUS

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Darkness is oblivious

to what to Light is obvious

 

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Footnote: don't agree with the quote but thought it was interesting

http://www.jenniferkruse.com/uploads/5/4/0/8/5408246/4418590.jpg?374

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  LIPSTICK MADE WITH COW BRAINS

Because cow butchers
made cows sick
there are mad cows,
mad roses, and
mad lipstick.

 

 

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Long record of livestock companies feeding parts of animals to other animals

https://www.organicconsumers.org/old_articles/madcow/FDA22004.php

Lipstick from cow brains
http://rense.com/general56/ccoe.htm

http://www.mad-cow.org/~tom/Dateline.html

 

http://www.shoutwiki.com/w/images/ashlandscience/5/58/Jonik-Mad-Cow.jpg 

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SONS OF VENICE

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Daily fewer of

Venice' sons

taste of

dead venison

while more

every day

read Dante

Lao Tsu and Tennyson

 

http://cabinmaxluggage.co.uk/venice-bans-wheeled-suitcases-cabin-max-can-help/


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HOW A COUPLE I KNOW MET

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They met at an Emotions Anonymous

meeting. Each was considering

suicide after the death of a beloved spouse.

It was paradoxical that though they were

each in emotional pain, their auras

healed each other.

As they began to talk to each other

 their minds which had for months

been in turmoil were powerless to stop the

magnetic energy which flowed from each

to the other.

 

www.timecapsule.com


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HUNTERS KILLED A PREGNANT DEER

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The deer running for her life

was large with child.

Hunters chased her down

and killed her in the wild.

This horror was in

the mind of John Prestige

filed.

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British journalist John Prestige was assigned to cover a Devon and Somerset Staghounds event, where he watched hunters chase and kill a pregnant deer. In protest, he formed the Hunt Saboteurs Association

 

imgarcade.com

 
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MYSTIC FELONS
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Jesus illegally took fruit from an orchard for His disciples
Jesus was executed as a felon guilty of a capital crime
Gandhi illegally stood against the 'laws' of invading Britain.

Martin Luther King illegally sat in at lunch counters.
Rosa Parks illegally sat in a seat on the back of a bus.

Henry David Thoreau went to jail for refusing to pay a tax

   which would support slavery.

Elizabeth McAllister, a Catholic nun, went to jail for

      trespassing on nuclear weapons property in a nonviolent

     manner.

Martin Sheen has been arrested over 60 times at nonviolent

   nuclear protests.

Nelson Mandela spent over 2 decades in jail for his nonviolent

   opposition to the apartheid of the S African regime.

Over 1000 suffragettes working for the right of women to vote

     were imprisoned in England.. some were forcefed.

Ken Saro-Wiwa and 8 other nonviolent environmental activists

    were hanged by the Nigerian government at the urging of Shell Oiol

Countless activists have been arrested for nonviolent protests of the

   School of Americas which at Ft Benning, Georgia trains Latin American

    military in torture 

What spiritual power do laws made by unelected pawns

of billionaire butchers have?
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Footnote:

King and Gandhi said part of their ethical structure was taken
from Leo Tolstoy, who said we should not cooperate with
unGodly courts.

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http://famebiography.net/wp-content/uploads/3517_martin_sheen.jpg

http://soaw.org

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Bretaña Street

On Bretaña Street, memories like whirlwinds,
twirl about the dust of Autumn’s eve.
There is no one here, except a lonely
Passerby who turns round a corner

and is gone. On Bretaña Street, the rains
are gone as well—there is no water, only
gray asphalt, whirlwinds, and passersby,
who leave no trace of presence here.

Over the rooftops, the crescent moon
unveils her yellow teeth in a dying sky.

I walk the street as I walk through a dream,
oblivious of the present, the windowless
present, with its tedious unleaving of the days.

I walk the street in search of water, but
the stores are closed, and the rains are gone,
leaving only dust, whirlwinds, gray asphalt.

Perhaps tomorrow the rains will come,
a passerby will not turn round a corner,
into someone else’s dream; perhaps

tomorrow, the rains will come again,
the Tree of Life will grow once more,
and reach high into that endless space,

where birds in Summer spread their downy
plumage in the brighter sun of warmer days.

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