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God cleanse the World 🌎

Do we need to do anything but watch and wait for change and can a few see that what humanity has asked will be given in the mysterious way he moves …already people cannot see that calling for support for airlines and people to holiday again will increase emissions …after the pandemic made the air cleaner …..London air quality during lockdown was purified, and now it’s back to smog and dirt …. God must write our future as he is the word and will choose his …meek and mild shortly

Amen

By Wisdom Kindness

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there’s no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)

The Texas Cowboy Poet pens Poetry

Just like he rides his horse

With the rawness of the Western landscapes

Silent few words, layback, cards close to his chest

His women the same free as the darkness descends into night

Freedom flows freely with notes of music in between

Enjoy and feel the rhyth of the words

Source: https://mydaz.blog/god-124/

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In all cases 😊

In all cases 😊

He is here…. I love him

He is there… I love him

He is near.. I love him

He is Far… I love him

He is absent… I love him

He is present… I love him

He is with me… I love him

He is with another girl…. I love him

He is angry…. I love him

He is happy… I love him

He cares a lot… I love him

He cares Not… I love him

In all cases

I love him

Sohair

Candle In The Window (100 Words)

Candle In The Window:

After the disastrous dinner with his parents, Jennifer assumed Tom never wanted to see her again. His parents wanted better for their son. By night’s end, Tom could only shake his head.

The following day, Jennifer texted him. “Getting out of work late. On my way home, I will pass your house. Leave a candle in the window if you still want to marry me.”

Choking the steering wheel as if it were his parents, Jennifer squeezed the blood out of her fingers.  At the next corner, she made the sharp turn…

She found a candle glowing in every window.

Candle In The Window (100 Words)

Goodness in the world

There is always more goodness in the world than there appears to be; because goodness is of its very nature modest and retiring.

Goodness in the world

She sings.. Part 2 //TryToGetIT !

It’s Thursday
I FEEL okay
Tomorrow is a holiday
I will play
And visit the near bay
My inner child needs some humour
Let Not care for any rumour
And neglect the fear of the future
How can I fear and worry
Or even FEEL sorry
My Lord is great and careful
So why to be fearful
He knows everything
He is So caring
He can Not forget me
Relying on him is the key
Sohair
Allah says

وَمَا نَتَنَزَّلُ إِلَّا بِأَمۡرِ رَبِّكَۖ لَهُۥ مَا بَيۡنَ أَيۡدِينَا وَمَا خَلۡفَنَا وَمَا بَيۡنَ ذَٰلِكَۚ وَمَا كَانَ رَبُّكَ نَسِيّٗا Gabriel said1] “And we [angels] descend not except by the order of your Lord. To Him belongs that before us and that behind us and what is in between. And never is your Lord forgetful
Mary Chapter
Verse 64

https://omabdalrahmaan.wordpress.com/2020/09/15/she-sings-%e2%98%98%ef%b8%8f/

Interlude #HouseOfHeart

In this dream I turn to you and

light my cigarette from the glowing

tip of yours. 

I propose we fly away.

Your dark eyes whip my mind 

into arousal and your elegant hand

on my thigh turns me soft inside.

Your breathing is a sigh against

my ear that whispers my hair

and crimson lips so near devours

your resistance.

Against waves of joy and sadness

dreams are always what it could

be like.

Suddenly hares chase foxes

and Roebucks hunt hunters and

to shield me from the terror you

hold me within bleak arms.

Babylon Premium

https://houseofheartweb.wordpress.com/2020/09/25/interlude-3/

Butterfly 🦋

I wish I was a butterfly

Butterfly 🦋

I wish I were a butterfly
Silently carrying beautiful
Paintings by Miró on my wings
To your garden

I would flutter before you
And light upon your finger
So you can hold me up
To admire my colors

I would have no fear
That you would harm me
Why would you harm something
That only seeks to bring you joy?

Alas, I am no butterfly
But only a caterpillar
That can aspire no higher than Pupa
And has to abandon all dreams
To return to the cocoon

Yesterday 😔🙌

Take time to read…it is the foundation of knowledge.

“For a small amount of perspective at this moment, imagine you were born in 1900. When you are 14, World War I starts, and ends on your 18th birthday with 22 million people killed. Later in the year, a Spanish Flu epidemic hits the planet and runs until you are 20. Fifty million people die from it in those two years. Yes, 50 million.

When you’re 29, the Great Depression begins. Unemployment hits 25%, global GDP drops 27%. That runs until you are 33. The country nearly collapses along with the world economy. When you turn 39, World War II starts. You aren’t even over the hill yet.

When you’re 41, the United States is fully pulled into WWII. Between your 39th and 45th birthday, 75 million people perish in the war and the Holocaust kills six million. At 52, the Korean War starts and five million perish.

At 64 the Vietnam War begins, and it doesn’t end for many years. Four million people die in that conflict. Approaching your 62nd birthday you have the Cuban Missile Crisis, a tipping point in the Cold War. Life on our planet, as we know it, could well have ended. Great leaders prevented that from happening.

As you turn 75, the Vietnam War finally ends. Think of everyone on the planet born in 1900. How do you survive all of that? A kid in 1985 didn’t think their 85 year old grandparent understood how hard school was. Yet those grandparents (and now great grandparents) survived through everything listed above.

Perspective is an amazing art. Let’s try and keep things in perspective. Let’s be smart, help each other out, and we will get through all of this. In the history of the world, there has never been a storm that lasted. This too, shall pass.”

Photo by Lewis Hine

Yesterday 😔🙌

Silencio en la biblioteca

Todavía no hay que pedir silencio en la biblioteca. Es una sensación rara, inédita, pues el hecho de demandar discreción en una sala infantil resulta más que cotidiano. Quizá sea exagerado catalogarlo de acto reflejo, pero hagamos un ejercicio de abstracción y denominémoslo así, tan solo por recordar viejos tiempos. 

Viejos tiempos… Referirse de esa manera a hace tan solo siete meses, con tan vetusta etiqueta, no nos parece descabellado por mucho que debiera serlo. Admitimos que tendría que ser así, una descripción disparatada, al mismo tiempo que reconocemos que se trata de una época pretérita a la que hoy vivimos. Sí: por mucho que nos pese, nuestra forma de existir hoy es distinta a aquella.

No obstante, una institución como la biblioteca está curtida en este tipo de cambios. Ya ha sobrevivido a etapas complicadas y a otras tantas vejaciones a lo largo del transcurso de la historia: demasiada experiencia ante la adversidad como para detenerse ahora. Ni puede ni debe hacerlo. El acceso a la cultura y el deber de difundir la información cabal, y no esos bulos ni realidades a la carta que son nuestro menú del día porque gustan tanto a quienes se los tragan como a los que se los sirven, es un bien innegociable e insustituible. Así debe entenderse, así se entiende en la biblioteca y así lo entienden todos los que trabajan en ella.

Silencio en la biblioteca

Masai Mara, Kenya

Masai Mara, Kenya

Masai Mara, Kenya