Friday, February 6, 2015

sadness

We have been informed by the media that one group has burned a man alive
and so that man's group has executed other men in retaliation.

Did you understand?

Governments and groups
Barbarically killing people back and forth; reporting it like a chess match. Human souls dispatched with the wave of a hand, numbers in a math problem.

Human life. Is it a mystical sacred gift or mere flotsam and jetsom?
Our governments torture, abort, execute, bomb. And the biggest news is kardashiansbutt and men play ball.


Please read this

http://marysbeagooddogblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/humility-is-shield-even-sword-tao.html










"Us And Them"
Us and Them
And after all we're only ordinary men
Me, and you
God only knows it's not what we would choose to do
Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died
And the General sat, as the lines on the map
moved from side to side
Black and Blue
And who knows which is which and who is who
Up and Down
And in the end it's only round and round and round
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
the poster bearer cried
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside
Down and Out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about
With, without
And who'll deny that's what the fightings all about
Get out of the way, it's a busy day
And I've got things on my mind
For want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died



Thursday, February 5, 2015

The Cardinal





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more awesome cardinals all over this blog, including 
 in my yard HERE 
and HERE
and a lil chick HERE








Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Who you think you are, Be Really.

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The Power of Love exceeds all things.


Things are not always as they seem.


A Pickpocket meeting a Saint sees only his pockets.


Be Nice to Each Other,

Fu'Cryin' Out Loud!









































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How Fleeting all earthly things are.

 ..Then I heard the words, Do Not Fear, I am with you.
How fleeting all earthly things are, and how everything that appears great disappears like smoke and does not give the soul freedom but weariness. 
Happy the soul that understands these things and with only one foot touches the earth…

When I left the altar, an extraordinary peace and power filled my soul, and the storm that was raging broke against my soul as against a rock; 
and the foam of the storm fell on those who had raised it.
Oh how good is the Lord, who will reward each one according to his deeds!
… I took note of the great hatred Satan has for the Mercy of God. He does not want to acknowledge that God is Good.
p.419-426 Divine Mercy by Faustina


The sharing, the experience of Christian Mysticism particularly among certain women is rich, lush, overwhelming.














I have eternity for punishing evil, and so I am prolonging the time of mercy for the sake of sinners….

Just Grey

Desaturization.

Don't do it.






The Mentalist closing song... Final season. (letters from the sky lyrics) I was made to taste your kiss....

The tv show the mentalist has had some great music.
Check it out Here and also click Here.
Tonight the song that caught me was  from Civil Twilight




"Letters From The Sky"

One of these days the sky's gonna break
And everything will escape and I'll know
One of these days the mountains
Are gonna fall into the sea and they'll know

http://youtu.be/9Wa7dFR09vU


 That you and I were made for this
I was made to taste your kiss
We were made to never fall away
Never fall away

One of these days letters are gonna fall
From the sky telling us all to go free
But until that day I'll find a way
To let everybody know that you're coming back
You're coming back for me

'Cause even though you left me here
I have nothing left to fear
These are only walls that hold me here
Hold me here, hold me here, hold me here
Only walls that hold me here

One day soon I'll hold you like the sun holds the moon
And we will hear those planes overhead
And we won't have to be scared
'Cause we won't have to be scared
We won't have to be, yeah, scared, no

You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me
You're coming back to me
You're coming back for me

You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me

You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me

You're coming
You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me

You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me
You're coming back to me
You're coming back to me

You're coming back for me
You're coming back

Monday, February 2, 2015

some Sunrise

with coffee











please click on pic for proper texture.

and one small sunset.





every day is reincarnation.
but
you get to remember who you are.

Cherry's Love


 


On the Night You Were Born

For just a wee bit of consuming...What a book!


click pics to view large

on the night you were born by nancy tillman

With everyone seeming to make babies these days...


This lovely thick cardboarded paged sweet thing is perfect.

the illustrations are superb.

The message is divine.

Polar Bears danced til dawn!!




Thank you Nancy Tillman. Wherever you are.

http://www.nancytillman.com/books/night/