I remember the old days when women wore only one pair of pants and they served their families hot meals with a smile on their faces
God, I am ashamed
Women did not change the earth soil’s breast
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I remember the old days when women wore only one pair of pants
I remember the healthy, hot summer’s sunny days
I remember all of the days when Nature followed the sun from sunrise to sunset
God I am ashamed
Women didn’t’ change the sky
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I remember the old days when women wore only one pair of pants and they served their families with a smile on their faces, many prayers, and hot home-made meals
I was there and men wore two pairs of pants
Today, I am here
And too many of us men are wearing one pair of pants
Truth exists and the rest of them grow. We are all human beings with different minds. Human beings, animals and birds are born with one heart and the rest of the Nature some with one and some with many hearts. What does the truth look like? Truth looks like the Mother and the Father, the day and the night. Night has the power and the day has the eyes. Truth looks like one heart and all of the hearts. A heart is a very serious and a very sensitive truth. It’s a very sensitive life’s instrument and a tool.
Human beings, animals, birds, fruits and vegetables live with their hearts and so does Mother Earth; she lives with one heart. It doesn’t matter how big it is, it’s a heart. Pressures, unhappiness, unhealthy food, drills, bullets and knives can destroy the heart and life. If we cut fruits and vegetables in half, we will find pits or seeds and that is the heart of the fruit and the vegetables. If we find an unripe fruit lying on the ground, chances are it has fallen down from its tree. If we cut it in half, we will definitely find the young’s fruit wounded heart. It’s a fruit which is normally destroyed by the tiny worm which drills through the fruit’s body directly into the fruit’s heart. I wonder how would the Mother Earth’s heart look, if we were to cut Mother Earth in half like an apple or a pumpkin, or if we were to do the same to Mother Earth what the worms do to apples, peaches, pears and other fruits.
We are all human beings and we grow up with different schooling and minds. We all attempt to see and look at what some of us are unable to see. We all live, pretty much, with the same life’s tools, and some of us live very far from Nature. Some of us know how to use the tools, and some of us don’t. I make use of my mind, my eyes and something that can cut through without having to cut the apple or the pumpkin or the Earth’s soil in half. Mother Earth’s heart is very soft, wet and big, but it doesn’t matter, it’s a heart, and if we know each other, we would be able to know a lot more about our heart and Mother Earth’s heart.
America, Not Yet World’s past history cannot be separated from future days. If the year 2008 changes America, the entire world will change. America, as well as the rest of the world, pray to God for America to remain strong and pray to God today for tomorrow’s love and peace. I am promising my children, grandchildren and the entire world that the political life’s games the world has been playing for too long while employing hate, will not bring us victory. However, I am also promising that in the long future days, peace and love will grow like tulips in the early spring. I envision this world as a power, without the American power, like the three seasons of the year without the spring. America, throughout the 2008’s Primary and Election days, the word CHANGE woke up some of the world’s old wishes and hopes for the rich and the strong America to fall on its bare knees. The year 2009 did say, GOOD MORNING NEW DAYS, in its early stages. In America and around the world, hate will grow quietly, quickly as the mushrooms and strong as the oak trees. In the year 2009 and in the future days, political and religious power will take a long time to ripen. Too many of us will not be able to taste the real taste, the taste which will not bring America luck and the world its love and peace. 2008’s America’s Primary days, for so many Americans, will become the unforgettable days. Ever since my childhood days, the words America and the American system, Republicans and Democrats, have nourished my heart and mind and so have the innocent and beautiful children of the world. I always loved and still love, one America and one world. Throughout the Primary days of 2008 some of the political life psychology and philosophy of us, the poor and the rich, was great but not for the entire day. I am hoping that we won’t be able to change America and make her any less than what she has been. 2008’s great American political life balance was wounded. The Democratic party was wounded and will not heal so quickly. Poor, we should never forget and we should teach our children that the political power never has and never will feed our mouths the way it feeds our minds. Political power is not for everyone. Work is for everyone. The beautiful, the smart, the rich, the religious and the politicians, WHO are the poor people? There are animals, birds and people. Who is our enemy? Should we kill them or should we love them? I believe that we should love them before they kill the “one poor world”. I have been observing Nature and the human mind throughout most of my life and I have come to a conclusion that we, the people, are playing a game with Nature, God’s creation, every day and every night. It’s a game which helped us to create the very “smart” words, like the word SMART. Throughout the 2008 American Primary and Election days some of us very smart Americans insulted Nature, its bodies, hearts, minds and faces. It didn’t take too long before the swine flu knocked on America’s doors. This is not Nature’s revenge, but it is God’s and His Nature’s power. A healthy immeasurable power, women, Mothers, and together with the face of Mother Earth were shamefully insulted. Hilary Clinton cried. She was weak and Sarah Palin was not smart. Who were, and who are these people who said those words? It is the people and their power who did not help us, the poor, and this world’s love and peace, yet, and they never will, but they feed us, the poor, always with less, so that they may get from us, the poor, more. It is the power that can live without work, but not without TALK, the rich, and us, the poor. Well, after all, I believe Hilary Clinton is doing very well. She’s flying high, like an eagle, over the deep, seas, and she’s landing like America always has, on two strong feet, not on the bare knees. She’s flying like an eagle and landing like a dove and offering the world America’s love and peace. How beautiful this world could be if we could all cry before the beginnings of a war. A beautiful woman, a great American, a Mother and a wife, Sarah Palin was not smart, just like Hilary Clinton was weak, is a foolish political mockery. Our good God and His good honest people, who are not “dying for power,” know that she was not, and is not very smart, but she was, and is, a wise woman and a Mother who still lives with a healthy human instinct, a big American heart and a good mind. This world is like a child who needs the warm breast of Mothers, their love, and the good fathers’ support and love. This world doesn’t need the cold power, it needs warm love. What a man didn’t do, a woman can, and will do, through the long, bloody century and the tough times. RELIGIONS AROUND THE WORLD GROW TOGETHER, just as the beautiful flowers grow together in our gardens, and follow the light before darkness arrives! Let Nostra Damus be wrong for only one half of an inch but not for an eighth of an inch. At our present time, the world possesses the power of one big spider web. America, you must be very strong, but for what you are searching and if you find IT, just remember, the “live” will help you, but the “dead” will not. And so, you, too, world, remember, the live can be of help to you, but the dead will not be of any help. Future, I wish I could make you present, and give to the present what I am promising you, the future. What respect and love can accomplish! Americans, we are wounded just like the rest of Nature and the world. We need God and His Nature’s virginity in thousands of different ways; we need help and health. The year 2012 could be born prematurely, and there will be a great need of doctors who believe in God and His Nature’s powers. We will need doctors who can proclaim to the world that Nature can give, but not forgive. In the year 2012 on America’s Election Day if I were able to, I would allow the children, the Mothers and all the women to stand in the first row and the strong men to stand behind their life’s backs. The live can do, and are promising what the dead cannot, and women’s immeasurable power can do what man has not done. During the 2008 Primary and Election Days, Sarah Palin didn’t lose political and American life’s virginity. She still lives with the same heart and the same old American mind and sees what’s on the minds of the rest of the world.
It is extremely difficult to open one’s eyes before one’s mind.
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I was not wrong. Hillary Clinton flies like an eagle and lands like a dove. Hillary Clinton is wise, bright, strong and she’s a good-hearted American.
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Poor, underprivileged, don’t ever search for power. Search for help. A little bit of help may be unnoticeable, but it would be a huge help which could definitely grow. If President Obama’s life psychology and philosophy moved over to one side just a bit to allow Hillary Clinton to take a step, he would be the ONE who would be able to help, in a peaceful way, walk the poor, and the rich, together and very quietly, a bit today, a bit tomorrow, through the same life’s door. The words “CHANGE” and “CHANGES” posses the same power as the word “WAIT.” The poor and the rich, now we will all wait. In the meantime, let’s pray and think what we can do for each other without the help of anyone’s political power. Let’s just use respect, love and peace.
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I very much admire John McCain, a strong, great American, and I love his life’s psychology and American, as well as, world philosophy. America could’ve and can definitely trust John McCain. Sarah Palin really is an immeasurable, great power. She’s a power which could help a frosty spring, America, and the world’s peace. All of us may not be able to say, but some of us can say, “Winners never quit.”
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I love and respect women because my Mother was a woman. I am a man, just as my Father was. My Mother twice in her lifetime, for nine months, carried my Father’s precious gift. She helped to create and bring into this world two children, a son and a daughter. Throughout our life, my Father helped my Mother and us, their two children. I, too, am like my Father was. I help my wife, my two children, and I never walked away. God, help us so that we may walk in a round circle, and help us so that we may turn this world around and live for life, healthy food and our children’s future days. A healthy life is a healthy death.
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A male possesses power. A female possesses peace. This world needs peace.
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Many of you who have not yet found love and peace in this world, stop and think, “Who has carried you for nine, long months and brought you into this world?” For sure, it is the ONE who loves and respects you very much. Help yourself and the world, God’s beautiful creation. Live in love and peace.
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You, psychology, not you philosophy, please tell me, “What would this world look like without religion and without believing in God?”
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“Too much” we cannot remember and a “little” we cannot forget.
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It is very beautiful underneath our one sky. There is an existence of multiple color of flowers and religions. There’s one sky and one God.
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Why will this world end? What will the time do?
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There’s nothing more beautiful and healthy in this world than to work and live peacefully.
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I finally figured myself out. You cannot be what you are not.
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In our world, there are too many lazy people and too many “buttons” who cannot be trusted. The world will not be able to “button” themselves.
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When I die I will take my bag with me, a pencil and an eraser. I already told my wife, “Don’t put any money in my bag, but please don’t forget to put in my American green card.”
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If you happen to be lost in this world, follow the hungry and the poor, and you’ll find yourself in America.
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When God created this world, WORK was the first thought created in his mind. It’s the best system which the Americans never stopped loving.
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People of the world, what we need is the LAW of LIFE and not the deadly GUN LAW.
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Lawmakers, LIFE BALANCE is LIFE LAW, not just from time to time, but all the time.
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When I was six years old, I was not yet a writer, but I do remember well, how a hawk “took away” our mother hen from its eleven chicks. I distinctly remember the loud chirping sounds of those eleven chicks and how desperately they searched for something they could never again find. These chicks remind me of our world today. Young children, young people, I was then too young to write, but I was not too young to feel the pain of those young chicks. It is the same pain I feel for you, the young, today.
I specifically remember one special day after my father had returned home from World War II. I remember asking him one very important question, “Did you ever kill anyone when you fought in the war?” My father assured me that he hadn’t. He told me many things, but the one fact I remember the most was the story about the bomb that wounded his legs. I could feel and see how this war had changed our lives, especially my father’s. He told me so many horrible stories about the war, the kind of stories one cannot ever forget. One day in the spring of 1951, my father and I stood shoulder to shoulder planting tomatoes on our farm. The ground was covered by strong weeds. My father taught me that in order to get rid of the weeds we must bury them very deep.
My father and I spent most of our day working and talking about the events and the atrocities he witnessed in World War II. He made it clear to me that if he ever had to go to war again he would rather die than go. Although I was only twelve years
old, I was able to sense his fear and pain. I was feeling a similar pain in. my heart as I waited for three long years for my father to come back home.
Out of curiosity, I asked my father, “Are these weeds covering our farm similar to the terrible history you have been telling me about?” He did not answer my question. A few minutes later, he stopped working and placed his hand on my shoulder. I could see there were tears in his eyes. He looked straight into my eyes and said, “Seven years ago, when I was a soldier in World War II, I buried a young boy who was not much older than you. Don’t ask me why now. I will tell you later.” We continued to work and talk. A few hours later we heard the church bells of our town ringing and those of the nearby towns. That was a signal to stop working. We took our hats off, crossed ourselves and sat down by our old barn where we ate some dry figs and bread for lunch.
After we finished eating, my father began to talk slowly again. “Seven years ago, I was in the war. I had a partner who was fifteen years old. He “was not much taller than you. One day our enemy sprung an attack. My young, inexperienced partner stood thirty feet from me. I knew that he didn’t know what to do to shelter himself from the bomb and the flying shrapnel, so I called him to come over to where I stood to be safe. He listened and we switched places. A second later a bomb fell and exploded. When I regained consciousness, I realized I was lying in a pool of blood. When I tried to get up, I couldn’t move. Both of my legs were badly wounded. I looked over to see where my partner took shelter, but all I could see was a huge, deep hole, the hole where the bomb had struck. Within hours of this terrible event, the enemy paid us a visit to make sure
there were no survivors. God once again helped me. They passed me right up because they thought I was dead. It took me two days to crawl over to my young partner’s body, only to find out that he was dead. What was I to do but bury his body in that same shelter hole I had dug up much earlier, thinking it was going to be a safe haven. I blamed myself for his death.”
At this point, 1 was very anxious to find out how my father was able to survive, since he was so badly wounded and could barely walk, so I asked him. “It took me a week to drag myself and find a hiding place. I finally found a barn and was able to hide in a huge mass of hay. Once again, God spared my life. The owner of this barn was a woman who lived close by. She had a pig and she fed it three times a day. The food she gave her pig was the food I ate as well. I ate one half and left the rest for her pig, ”Although the food was meant for the pig, I enjoyed the three meals I got. It kept me alive. After four and a half months, I was able to get back on my feet. One day, I waited for the young lady so that I could thank her for saving my life. When she first saw me she was afraid of me, then I told her my story. She soon understood that she was my savior and offered me food and shelter. I continued living on her farm for another six months and was “well aware of the miracle that saved my life.”
During the short time I spent with my father after he returned from the war, I learned many more crucial lessons about history and life than any history book could have ever taught me. World War II took and destroyed many innocent lives, young and old. The events of World War II should never be forgotten. After close and careful examination, they should be buried with their heads deep down, just as we buried the harmful weeds on our farm. It makes me very sad to see what poor farmers we are. Our past history has been composed of many tragic and unfortunate events. Shouldn’t we strive to work more diligently to assure that similar events do not ever reenter our lives?
I empathize with anyone who has difficulty sleeping. When I was a young man, I had some long sleepless nights of my own. Since then, I have been, able to better understand how difficult it is to go on without rest and sleep. It took me a while, but I did discover the cause of my sleepless nights.
We should never give up hope. Peace in the present, as well as in the future, should help us have many nights of good sleep. We should believe in ourselves, because we are the chief com¬manders of our own sleep. It is impossible for us to find anyone other than ourselves who can hold our hand daily and take charge of our lives. We must decide what it is we need to accomplish each day before we step down from our bed, and not allow temptation to persuade us to do other things. It is important that we hold on to our own steering wheel with both hands and make positive decisions that will enrich our future days and not haunt our sleepless nights.
Someone might say, “It’s easy for you to say.” Actually, I think it is rather difficult.Think how tough it is when someone is trying to take his first bite of a big hard apple. The second bite conies much easier and then the person is able to start tasting the juice. During our waking hours, our hands should always be on the steering wheel. We should take them off only when we go to bed at night. Positive thinking and hard work lead to accomplishments that fulfill us. In the end, we feel content, and the fatigue brought on by hard work can only enhance our sleep. We must leave our bad, troubled roots behind and strive to do better for ourselves and our loved ones. We must move on and try not to repeat that same history. It is at this point that the healing process of our genes will begin.
Sleep is a real fact, but just like anything else in life, it must come from somewhere. If we fear our problems and allow ourselves to think about them, we will have difficulty sleeping. If, on the other hand, we have positive, pleasant thoughts, we will heal and help ourselves to sleep well.
Life is a battle between the real life and the short periods of enjoyment we are constantly searching for, which could be sweet tasting but destructive to our lives. This is partially the reason that makes us lose a good night’s sleep.
In life, it is very important to have a good, honest friend. That friend can contribute to our good health and a good night’s sleep. Most of us interact with others twenty-four hours a day. It is beneficial to our health to take a break and be apart from one another for at least a few hours of each day. We have a need for tranquility and a necessity to hear the honest, silent voice of a quiet friend.
During my early years, I was fortunate to discover some special friends whom I cherish to this very day. I visit them on
a daily basis. The friends I am speaking of are my friends in nature. Nature keeps building my hope, it helps to heal my wounds and it helps me to have a good night’s sleep.
I find it very comforting to take a walk through the park. I enjoy looking at the green grass and the beauty of the trees.The chirping of the birds and the scents of various flowers make my day much more beautiful and satisfying. Nature has given me, and every one of us, this offering to enjoy and, unlike anything else in life, it is free.
I find gardening and planting vegetables, fruit trees and var¬ious flower-producing plants not only necessary, but essential and stimulating. After I have had a hard day of work, I find myself working in my garden. The amazing discovery I have made is that although I am filled with fatigue, once 1 step foot in my garden, exhaustion and anxiety disappear and I am filled with calmness and happiness. I feel ready to do a day’s work. The more plants 1 have, the happier I feel, because I know they are all my honest friends and at the end of the day, they will help me to close my eyes peacefully so that I can fall asleep.
Hard work and keeping myself occupied has always been, my goal and my pride. Not only have I accomplished most of what I set out to do, but I also never had any sleepless nights. What I did have, and still have till this day, is pleasure, satisfac¬tion and beauty surrounding me, thanks to nature.
Nature is a beauty within that we must seek, love and respect. We could get love and respect from our family and friends, but we can also get a great deal of it from domesticat¬ed animals such as dogs, cats, birds or any other pets. These faithful friends can bring us endless hours of pleasure and they will never forget or ignore us. These pets are our friends. They solely depend on us for their existence. Our minds will be stimulated on a daily basis, our hearts will be fulfilled and our thoughts will be calm. We will, once again, have a good night’s sleep.
To me, nature is a trustworthy friend. Nature has never cheated me and it has been my best friend since the day I was born. I often say, “For less you can get more.” However, for more you can also get less. When this happens, you may very well experience sleepless nights.
I believe man has been blessed by nature and its four sea¬sons. Each season contributes to our lives and their tranquility. When we make a decision to plant dry seeds, we enable a new young plant to be born. The seeds, before they were planted, were dormant. Planting gives them an opportunity to have life, to breathe and to grow.
Deep, dark nights can certainly be a time of desperation and loss of hope. Remember, the seeds would also have lost their hope without someone’s help, someone like you or me. I am certain there isn’t anyone who has yet been born who can say, “Seeds which were planted “will not pay you back.”
At one time or another, we have all taken nature for granted. However, it is my belief that nature “will not continue forgiving us. Its power and its life-giving seeds can sustain us and heal us much more than we can ever imagine. We should cherish, love and respect nature. Nature has been and still is the best mother we have ever had.
Every writer writes with a purpose, and for a purpose. My reason for writing is TODAY, TOMORROW, EVERY SINGLE DAY and EVERYONE in this world. I believe in God and I have high respect for his Nature. So far, I realize, I have had one teacher who has taught me how to live, respect ALL Nature, how to write, and has give me a purpose to write. My teacher’s name is, YOUR LIFETIME and MY LIFETIME. At the present time, I am realizing more than ever before, that every day, our beautiful innocent children and your life, as well as mine, ARE ASKING ME to write. My writing is elementary and simple and yet, it may be the writing that could make a difference in your life. I am aware that there are many teachers, healers, preachers, psychologists, philosophers, leaders and writers who are trying to help this world. That is also my intention. Your best friend and my best friend, our beautiful Nature, is trying to help all of us, walk down the road we have built. It is trying to help us walk and live between the two well connected everlasting ends, our beginning and our end. Will we allow Nature to help us? This is what has frightened, as well as, worried me, ever since my early childhood days. I am asking the world many questions and I strongly believe my questions are the answers for our present, as well as, the future days. Humans waited, and we are still waiting, for time, but time never waited for us.Time will come when many of us will not be shocked by what Nature will bring our way, but in the long run, Nature WILL HELP to save the world.
I am aware that I am a new writer, just like the new dreams, new germs, new diseases and the unfamiliar new weeds. I am not a writer who can help and please more than what one day can, every day can, OR, the four seasons of the year can. However, I AM a writer who believes that I can tell this world, that THIS LIFE, too, is beautiful. That is precisely the reason why we all love to live before we die. I love ALL LIVES, and forever, I will love YOU, WORLD.
It’s not too early. America and the World, please wake up! Sara Palin is not a barracuda. She is a wise and a highly intelligent, beautiful human being, but she will fight like a barracuda, on dry land, against every world’s shark, before America has to raise its white flag, and before the world loses its last piece that it still has. Sara Palin did not remind the world too early about, “never again” and “genocide”. It is very sad that the “life’s uneducated” world is unable to see what the world is preparing for its main dish. WISDOM, the weather cannot be avoided, but every war could be avoided, and W. W. III could be prevented. WHY NOT? I was born during W. W. II too early, too late. God, please help all Muslim countries and Israel. God, please help the ants and every human being in this world to coexist in peace and harmony.
I remember the early years of my life when my father used to teach me how to count and how to make the steps_ 1, 2, 3 … 1, 2, 3, and then all of a sudden he disappeared. He went to fight against one man’s war, ADOLPH HITLER’S WAR. I was only seven when he returned home from W. W. II. and I remember asking him, “Dad, did the war end?” He couldn’t lift his eyes from me when he finally answered, “I don’t know.” Not before too long I asked my father, “Do you remember how you taught me to count and make the steps_ 1, 2, 3 … 1, 2, 3, ?” He made a sign of the cross and said, “God, prevent us from W. W. III.” That was the day when I saw my father, for the first time, break down with tears. There are three classes of people who exist in this world – the rich, the middle class and the poor, and then, there are those who have very little love for labor, yet, they must, and they need to be fed. These people have a difficulty being pleased by any system. They’re unpredictable just like the weather.
AMERICA IS OUR beautiful weather throughout the four seasons of the year. Thank you world, and thanks to some American psychologists and philosophers, but I could not, the world could not, and will not, be able to find better “weather” than America’s beautiful “weather” Young Americans, it is not too early! Build a strong step before it’s too late. This world is facing a bad world, the daily, “uneducated” life’s education. 21st century’s wisdom and labor is in deep trouble. “Drill baby,” your own land, could help to hold the trigger back from the other side. It doesn’t matter where the oil is drilled. People of one God, are suffering, directly and indirectly. Mother, the earth soil’s face, mind, lungs and heart are hurting. All Nature of this wide world is suffering. WISDOM, BOTTOM and TOP LIFE PHILOSOPHY, how do we live and think? Where, and how, can we build a healthy life’s economy? At our present time, OIL possesses a power which is mightier than the power of water and fire. The moon is not “dead.” The moon, the sun the sky and innumerable water drops, Nature, is telling us that we can do better than drill the earth soil’s face, mind, lungs and heart. How different could some of our minds and lips be from that of a great teacher, psychologist and a life’s philosopher, Pope John Paul II. He always used to kiss Mother earth’s soil’s face. Do some of us know, why we don’t “kiss” the earth’s soil. Some of us just enjoy eating and spitting through our lips on the face of our earth’s soil and on our own minds. Young world, young Americans, believe in WORK, believe in God, respect, and love. You will be helped and saved.
America and the World, I hope I have not gone too far from our Mother earth’s soil and America’ 2008 election day. The presidential debate was a beautiful debate between a woman and a man, a Mother and a Father, and it is a great new history which will leave behind a deep mark, the kind that ink leaves on a white pine. I hope that a new history and a new future will come like the old days, and the old school, when children were holding their mother’s and their father’s hand.
A woman, Hillary Clinton, a Mother and a wife, knocked on the doors and opened the doors for other women. A man, John McCain, let a woman in and it’s a huge step for the American women and all women of the world. Why? It is simply because America is one huge heart of the world. A woman, a wife, and a Mother , Sara Palin , made a step over the American door step, with one face, one heart, and one mind, a mind without any make up. She’s a beautiful face, a beautiful mind, and a beautiful woman who has beautiful speaking lips. Up to now, I haven’t practiced my right to vote, but I was so happy to have voted for a woman, a wife, and a Mother, Hillary Clinton. However, some people said that she was not strong, because she cried. America and the world, psychologist and philosophers, Hillary Clinton’s tears were warm and very rich. God forgive those who criticized her tears. Their criticism was a hook for the rich, the middle class and the poor fish. Now, some people compare Sara Palin to a barracuda. In thousands of different ways, life will not be able to forgive us. God, will you forgive us?
How beautiful and how very powerful God’s creations are! The deaf never lost their natural instincts and each of us has, not one, but two healthy ears, two entrances and one exit. Our mind is that one exit. Pure life and truth have never confused me. I am married and I was prepared to be married without asking my wife any questions before and now, because without her own knowledge, she told me, and she answered all my questions. This is how you fight an enemy and a war. Today, and I mean today, for sure, I’d like to give my country of Croatia, to the strong beautiful America, and today, tomorrow, as well as the day after tomorrow, I would give my own children and the children of the world to hold Mr. McCain’s and Sara Palin’s hand.
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YOUNG PEOPLE, history must have its time to ripen just like a fruit, and the spilled water which dries. No matter what it is, or what you do, without God’s power, woman, and woman’s – Mother earth’s soil, there will not be a debate or an election. Life’s healthy peace will not be found and wars will not come to an end. An immesurable power of women, a woman’s – Mother earth’s, soil, will end the wars, and create a long lasting and a healthy life’s peace.
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Our beautiful color has never harmed us, but some of our “ugly” wisdom has hurt us all.
