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Echo of "Daughter of White"Deep in the night
Late at the shore
The daughter of evil dispossessed
Her brother sacrificed himself for her sins
And the daughter of white
Lost her only friend
This daughter of evil
Pure justice raised the knife
Aimed for the harlot's heart
What should have been a stone cold target
There was a vision
An insight of calm blue
The only family of the daughter of evil
Her twin brother took her punishment
There could be no justice
While death ran on rampant
Pure humanity lowered the knife
It dropped soundlessly into the sand
For the target was not stone cold
And the darkness lifted from the two hearts.
And then, there was life.
I Cannot Be SadMy beloved mother passed away a few months ago. My brothers and sisters have gone through some sad emotions as they contemplate the loss of this woman to the World and to our Family.
Yet while I consider that I will never see her again, I cannot be sad... for she lives on in my life having lovingly and devotedly laying the foundation of my emotional being by her example. And what better teacher could a child have than a living example?
And I blend in the scientific wonder that through microchimerism, it is very likely that some of her cells migrated into my body while she was pregnant with me and live to this day. Literally, we all have this capacity: the cells of our mother had a high probablity of transferring to us while we were in the womb. And, just as likely, some of our cells transferred to our mothers. Thus, a mother and her children have a relationship that simply cannot exist between two other beings.
Thus, she literally lives on inside of me.
And taking it a step further, an
My mother is a goddess.
She lives forever
Within my heart,
Without the bounds of time,
Without the bounds of Earth.
The Key That Changed The World
Deeply regret to advise you Titanic sank this morning, the fifteenth, after a collision with an iceberg resulting in serious loss of life. Further particulars later.
At 2:20 AM Atlantic Standard Time on the morning of April 15, 1912, the largest and most luxurious man-made object that had ever been moved, the Royal Mail Steamer (RMS) Titanic, disappeared beneath the calm waters of the North Atlantic about 370 miles or 600 kilometers south-southeast of the coast of Newfoundland, leaving behind her the majority of 2,208 living, breathing human beings-- people with families, dreams, hopes, ambitions, and plans-- struggling to stay afloat in the frigid ocean water. Among them were the world's richest and most famous and influential individuals, who
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