F.M.L.E.E. With ten million dollars I would… I would create my vision and every… The “Stars” I prioritize would cl… But my family and friends would sh…

Man’s inhumanity to man is an atti… that belongs in the annals of an i… We’ve outgrown this reaction. Mother nature’s warnings in the fo… earthquakes, hurricanes, and spont…

“Stay in your box,” said the elder… “You’re a paradox I won’t deal wi… Part of you this and part of you t… One part is “colored.” I only see… Let us all know so we don’t become…

Here I sit In Nature’s bosom drinking in her refreshing air leaving my fears and cares behind. I feel her love

Looking inward from our mind’s eye, the third eye of wisdom feels the image from the right bra… and step by step, bears

You have lost a child. How depressing that can be. You have no idea why He chose that, you see. He may have wondered

Just when we got used to Scott And thought he was really hot So masterful and full of fun, There entered here on Fathers Day Another son to make his way.

There comes a time when Mother Inner Nature gets tired of feeding the needs of an insatiable child who drains her energy

OUR EARTH REVOLVES A… CONTINENTS FORMES AN… AFRICA WAS THE FIRST…

Old ways are fading respectfully, discretely, into history’s bowels, until finally excreted as fertilizer’s gift

I was conceived in mutual love, nourished with loving care, educated with academic focus, employed in our Government Faire. Rooted in ancestral reality,

The art of love reverses hate and treads the path of soul’s own fate. To become a part

We can forgive the little things like loss of keys, or files, or to… We forgive the loss of names or di… which makes us look like bumbling… We forgive the habit lapse