Talks stalledescapees strugglelives minimizedburdens heavydespair palpable Can they sensethe global hug,compassion circling? Do prayers have substance,or have the displacednever felt so alone? (Image mine)
Love evolves –a considerationwe overlookedthose day whenpassion drove usto fanciful displays Tried to align myselfto the certaintyof your dreamsbut my compasswas set elsewhere Memory, thoughhas tattooed uson my heart;the ink still bleeds. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image mine.)
Is the writing on the wall so cryptic?Graphic images depict rageflames of dissonanceyoung men bleeding at their own handscompassion incapacitated. A sad awakening for a society fixatedon rights and privileges, dominating culture excluding the nurtureof humanity, or preservation of life. How can we continue to closet our children’s pain – their vitality oozing – hopelessly […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Great shot for flooding. I like both your photos VJ. 😀
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Thanks 😊
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Great shots! Thank God the flooding was confined to the park! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks. And agreed.
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VJ, the picture of the bench is terrific until one realizes there is flooding and then it becomes beyond surreal to scary. Keith
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Fortunately the flooding was confined to the park
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That is a Godsend. Keith
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That’s good. From the photo, the flooding looked pretty bad.
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