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Archive for April 17, 2011


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Lofty mountains, reaching the sky
Magnanimous allure,gives a sigh!
Angry geysers vent out steam
Gayful falls dive into the streams

Deep woods, a splendid green
Hauntingly quiet, utterly serene
Butterflies resting in floral laps
Insects whining in Venus fly-traps

Bountiful waves washing ashore
Naughty, playful, screaming a roar
Kissing the sands with frothy jabs
Carrying along snails and crabs.

We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors, we borrow it from our children.

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Wish we could preserve the beautiful landscapes of our planet Earth the way we received them from God.

Words of Wisdom:

“And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.”
~ William Shakespeare

“Earth provides enough to satisfy every man’s need, but not every man’s greed.”
~ Mohandas K. Gandhi

“There must be a reason why some people can afford to live well. They must have worked for it. I only feel angry when I see waste. When I see people throwing away things we could use.”
~ Mother Teresa (1910-1997)

“We shall require a substantially new manner of thinking if mankind is to survive.”
~Albert Einstein

Nature, to be commanded, must be obeyed.
– Francis Bacon,philosopher (1561-1626)

To see a world in a grain of sand, And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour.
~ William Blake Poet, painter (1757-1827)

Bottom Line:

If the creator had a purpose in equipping us with a neck, he surely meant us to stick it out.(~Arthur Koestler)
Yeah, stick it out against INJUSTICE & ABUSE OF OUR PLANET EARTH.

What is Pleasure ?

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But pleasures are like poppies spread,
You seize the flow’r, its bloom is shed;
Or like the snow falls in the river,
A moment white–then melts forever;
Or like the borealis race,
That flit ere you can point their place;
Or like the rainbow‘s lovely form
Evanishing amid the storm.
~Robert Burns,

A test of what is real is
that it is hard and rough.
Joys are found in it,
not pleasure.
What is pleasure
belongs to dreams.
~Simone Weil

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