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Archives for July, 2011

Things We Never Like To Admit

Humans have this innate tendency to think, create and… shift the blame.  In other words, since we got created – or evolved -, we have perfected this incredibly cynical skill to make “I didn’t do this” sound almost plausible. We have also created the legal system to supposedly make our lives less unfair. But this [...]

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Aztec Indian Dancers

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In Loving Memory of Tom Huey Soto, Aztec Indian, 1952 – 2010

To one who passed through many trials of fire here on earth; hope your will wings carry you free through softest clouds …

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Angels on Earth

“Perhaps no animal on earth is as magical or inspiring as a bird in flight ….” (Paula Marie Deubel)

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The Number You Have Dialed

Cleaning out the attic, I find in the pocket of an old, moth eaten jacket a little Black Book. Within its yellowed page are the names, numbers, addresses of women long forgotten. Fog, Snow, Rain, and so on, are written beside each one like youthful cryptograms. Who was Ice? Doesn’t sound very nice. Sun sounds [...]

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Meeting Royalty in Canada: Will, Kate – and Tom

I was tired, it was very hot outside, and soon to be my birthday … the last thing I wanted (despite my usual eagerness to travel) was an invite for a long bus ride to see the Royal Couple, Kate and Will, in Ottawa (a place I’d never been to before). I never was one to suffer [...]

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The Power of Nonviolence

Check MPT’s Newsletter Blog! http://michiganpeaceteamnewsletters.blogspot.com/ Just click the blogspot Link, then select the MPT 2011 Spring Newsletter. It was posted on June 30,2011- a bit late for Spring but well worth checking out! Also, thank you so much for whatever you can do to help distribute the MPT 2011 Spring newsletter … Your MPT Newsletter [...]

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The Howl

THE LAST SUPPER A sickle moon above a street of doom … cold, tired, drunk, I sit in the Night Hawk restaurant where the food tastes like industrial waste, and yet empty stomachs all around me, sipping coffee, regard me with envy, as I frown and chow down. While toothless men grin, for no apparent [...]

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