She whispers my name... Only I can hear

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

REMINDER

I am Blogging
With obligation
Bringing a message of salvation
To any person
Any nation
The clock is ticking
Wolf at the door
What can I say?
We must do more
Or
We should not even try...
Just walk away
Watch the world die
It used to make me angry
Now I can only cry

Against the tyranny
And hatred
Greed
My words still stand
Looking for one lost soul
Lend them my hand
Both hands
Mind body spirit
My words still stand
A castle of sand
Do not fear it
Stand with me
Feel it
See it
Steer it
Hold it
Heal it
Heal it

Heal it

People say how nice
That I should care
Shift their eyes
In an uneasy chair
When my words
I should dare to share

Even worse
They talk about their children
Grand children
With eyes wide
Filled with pride
They glare
Yet they feel deep inside
Only despair
They say
Why should I care?
The world won't last
But things wont fall apart
Until long after I've passed

Nothing to contribute
Nothing to give
Just where do they expect
Those grand kids will live?

Is it too late?
Maybe
Can we still make a difference?
Maybe
If there is even the slightest chance
Shouldn't we try?
Shall we simply let the moment
Pass us by?

Not I

And so I will keep on
My words shall stand
Take heed this massage
I leave written in the sand

To all those in the world
That should help but cannot
Because you are
paralyzed by despair
I leave this simple reminder

REMEMBER ALWAYS
THAT WHICH CAME LAST
FROM THE BOX
AFTER PANDORA
OPENED THE LID

Saturday, August 08, 2009

CHOICE




Earthshare Public Service Announcement

I cannot add or detract from this powerful message
So I will let it speak for itself

What would you do
If you had to choose
Between the Buffalo
And the Giraffes?

Between a flower
Or an Elephant?

What would you choose?

What if you had to decide
Between a hundred year old tree
And a million year old beach?

Between drinking clean Water
Or breathing clean Air?

Would you make the right choice?

Would there BE a right choice?


I myself do not ask for donations
But I offer this message
I encourage you to spread the word.

Thursday, August 06, 2009

Shadows





"In the Soviet Union
The scientist is blinded
By the resumption of nuclear testing
And he is reminded

That Doctor Robert
Oppenheimer's
Optimism fell

At the first hurdle..."

Billy Bragg - Waiting For The great Leap Forward

The first Atomic bomb was tested in the Nevada desert
The test was called "Trinity"

But the scientists referred to it as "The first hurdle"

When Oppenheimer saw the Trinity test he muttered a phrase from an ancient Hindu poem written in Sanskrit

Translated it means:
"Now I have become Death, the destroyer of worlds"

General Marshall standing next to him said simply:
"...well; we are all sons of bitches now"

Oppenheimer went to Washington to argue restraint and to not actually use the weapon he had helped develop

He was branded a coward and possible communist, and the bomb was dropped anyway
Twice

Interesting phenomenon; the shock wave from a nuclear blast travels faster than the speed of sound.
Survivors of Hiroshima report being knocked unconscious, without ever hearing a sound
It is known as the noiseless flash

I got this from a book I have that was written by an American living in Hiroshima at the time who survived the bombing

He was a missionary

Right or wrong
We still argue the merits of this act to this day
And that's OK

But for me there is nothing left to do but look back and reflect on the thousands of people who disappeared in a flash that lasted less than 1/1000 of a second.

They left no trace, left nothing behind but their shadows on the ground


Wednesday, August 05, 2009

Dingo


Dingo July 1992 - August 2009


My best friend
Everyone's friend

Sixteen years, and I never saw Dingo angry
Not Once
Never did he bare his teeth or threaten anyone

He loved people, especially children
Loved other dogs, cats too
When the kittens were born, Dingo guarded them

I think I must be the only one in town who had children coming to his back door to ask: "Can Dingo come out to play?"

Neighbors who don't even know who I am
All knew Dingo
All loved him too

He won over every skeptic
People who hated dogs
Still loved Dingo

He never left my side, ever
We went everywhere together
Most often, if dogs were not welcome, I didn't go

Love me, Love my dog

Dingo always understood
What was expected from him
Never failed
To live up to those expectations

And for this he was well rewarded
I spoiled him

Dingo never wore a collar
Never had to be tied up
He knew to stay in the yard
And to stay out of the garden


And now he is gone
My last true soul mate
And so I have modified a traditional folk tune in his honor

When Dingo died
He died so hard
It shook the ground
Out in my back yard

Down from heaven
The angels came
And bore him up
On a golden chain

Good bye Dingo
My friend so true
Good bye Dingo
You good dog you

Tuesday, August 04, 2009

For Love or Money

I was enjoying some of the reflections in the media last month as we celebrated the 40th anniversary of the Apollo 11 moon landing.
Looking back there are a few things that stay with me, aside from the astounding achievement itself.

First let me say that there is no scientific basis whatsoever to the claims that we never went to the moon. I will elaborate on this more in an upcoming post on Carl Sagan.

I for one do not think it was a mistake, going to the moon.
Man needs challenges, and exploration is a part of who we are.

The thing that impressed me the most about space travel, was how quickly it spurred the notion that we are truly a global society.

Yuri Gagarin, the first man in space proclaimed from his tiny cockpit:
"I see EARTH! it is BEAUTIFUL!"
He came home and spoke openly, albeit briefly, about a world without national or political boundaries.
He was quickly and quietly moved out of the public eye.

But the notion is too powerful to be quelled as more and more men and women travel into space.

When Neil Armstrong stepped onto the lunar surface, he spoke words that he had crafted himself, from the perspective, not of an individual, not of a member of a nation, but of a traveler from Earth.

That is one small step for (a) man
One giant leap, for mankind.

I mention this because I think that perspective is sacred, important, and well worth the price.

Yes it was expensive
But so are many of the endeavors we undertake, including preparing for and engaging in acts of war.

I suppose the money spent going to the moon might have been better spent on something else, but after years of retrospect, I can say that about many things.

The saving and loan scandal of the late eighties cost this country approximately twenty times as much as the Apollo program.

The Iraq war: two hundred times...

Osama bin Laden was funded to the tune of three billion dollars by America, when he was fighting the Russians in Afghanistan...

We as human beings so often spend money trying to fix or heal the worlds troubles, only to find we have made them worse.

Global efforts in the sixties and seventies to feed a hungry world, have resulted in a doubling of the worlds population in less than thirty years, and the world is still hungry.

Logic dictates that this process cannot continue for long, for soon we will need two Earths to feed the population of just this one, and there is no second Earth to turn to.

There comes a time when you have to realize, before it is too late, that the problems of the world cannot be solved with money alone.

Love love love
Love is all you need...

Remember the song?

There was SO much truth revealed about the power of love at that time.
So much of the worlds troubles would be solved if we could simply love one another
But we don't

Looking back, I realize that there isn't a shortage of love in the world, it is simply a matter of application.
I see loving people all around me, caught up in a national hysteria so profound and so subtle, that they don't even realize how badly it undercuts their own moral compass.

I look out across the nations of the world and realize that it is the same everywhere.
When I look past the hate, the mistrust, I see love...

I'm sure even Hitler had his passions, felt love, for something,

There comes a time when you have to realize, before it is too late, that the problems of the world cannot be solved with Love alone.

Come together

I do not say this lightly, or with any degree of despondence, only with the slow sense of realization that has been granted me.

We simply must combine understanding, and the ability to learn, grow, compromise and accept, with our powers of Love and economics.

Understanding is key, and education is fundamental to the process.
No one nation can own the world
All nations must now come together and save the planet from our own selfish behavior.

The time for nationalism is gone
Long gone

The time has come for us
The people of the world
To come together at last

Understanding must come first
Otherwise Love is blind
And money wayward.

Do Yourself a Favor

Motown sensation Stevie Wonder, at the age of twelve, spelled it out.

"Do yourself a favor
Educate your mind
Get yourself together
For there aint' much time"


The link provided is a cover by my favorite boyhood rock band, Edgar Winter & the White Trash - A powerful rhythm and blues combo consisting of white, black and native American musicians.

I liked that - liked it allot.



"1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8
9 10 11 12
Don't you know
Before you go
You'd better educate yourself"

As simple as Sesame Street
As profound as the deepest heart

So the next time someone tells you we can find no solutions "for love or money"
You tell them that is correct

But only because they don't understand
WHY