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 
You’re a great photographer! You make sand and dirt look good! 🙂 ❤
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Lol. Thanks so much.
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Oh I really like your sand and dirt photos. Thanks V.J. 😀
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My pleasure. Thanks Cee
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A beach day would be kind of nice right about now!
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Wouldn’t it! These people were diehards. We actually saw them in the water, brrr.
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Too cold for me!
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Agreed!
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This time of year! brrrr is right!
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