S T O P in the name of love cuz that’s what…

so i havent blogged in ages

i dont know what to say

the world worries me

too much goin’ on

lots and lots of uncool sh#t goin’ down

the planet is dying fastly folks – STOP!

Stop fracking

Stop drilling

Stop driving

Stop wasting


slow down

live simply

live with less

and the WARS

the wars are breaking my heart

too many deaths

too much corruption and destruction

and the police brutality is making me hopeless

they supposed to keep the peace not destroy it

RACISM is real and im tired of seeing us white folks say..




their aint no but – its wrong


and the erosion of our first amendment rights make me feel dismayed

you HAVE the right to freedom of ASSEMBLY – use it – go places and take a STAND

you HAVE the right to freedom of press – use it – write and vlog stuff – get the truth OUT

you HAVE the right to petition the govt – do it

you HAVE the right to freedom of religion – dont shove it down others throats and LISTEN to what ur religion really teaches us cuz all religions are rooted in “love your enemy as you love yourself” – problem is? most folks dont love themselves too much or well so they be mighty mean to their neighbors and friends and enemies

the gun madness is making me shut down

noBODY in this country needs an uzi

noBODY in this country needs an automatic rifle

we are a vengeful and violent people

we forget whose image we are created in

folks r thinking we need to planet hop – well maybe we should just white flag it – we have made a mighty mess of things – us humanUNkind

WAKE UP and just try for a day or two to think of others and to L O V E

its the least and the best we can do

and now for a poem from Robert F. Panara – a grand Deaf man who recently passed:



“Peace!” the newsboys shouted loud,

“The battle’s fought and won….”

But the amputee lay

in the feverish away

Of a war that had just begun.


“Peace!” the weary G.I.’s grinned

“Arrivedon time to-day….”

But their spades gave birth

in the desolate earth

To a hundred graves that day.


“Peace!” the cannons echoed high,

And the flash lit every cloud ….

But the shell-shocked stared

as the fireworks flared,

And their nurses wept aloud.


“So this is Peace” the sergeant cursed

As he finished his glass of rum,

“Poor devils,” he said

and he rolled in bed

And he wished that his brain was numb.

– – Robert F. Panara

(from RF Panara, TB Denis and JH McFarlane (eds.), The Silent Muse: An Anthology of Prose and Poetry by the Deaf.  Washington, DC: The Gallaudet College Alumni Association)


And from another cool guy – Bob Marley  (yes i know im a pacifist – still am and will be forever more – im just tired folks)


Until the philosophy which hold one race superior
And another
Is finally
And permanently
And abandoned –
Everywhere is war –
Me say war.

That until there no longer
First class and second class citizens of any nation
Until the colour of a man’s skin
Is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes –
Me say war.

That until the basic human rights
Are equally guaranteed to all,
Without regard to race –
Dis a war.

That until that day
The dream of lasting peace,
World citizenship
Rule of international morality
Will remain in but a fleeting illusion to be pursued,
But never attained –
Now everywhere is war – war.

And until the ignoble and unhappy regimes
that hold our brothers in Angola,
In Mozambique,
South Africa
Sub-human bondage
Have been toppled,
Utterly destroyed –
Well, everywhere is war –
Me say war.

War in the east,
War in the west,
War up north,
War down south –
War – war –
Rumours of war.
And until that day,
The African continent
Will not know peace,
We Africans will fight – we find it necessary –
And we know we shall win
As we are confident
In the victory

Of good over evil –
Good over evil, yeah!
Good over evil –
Good over evil, yeah!
Good over evil –
Good over evil, yeah! [fadeout]

– – Bob Marley






3 thoughts on “S T O P in the name of love cuz that’s what…

  1. *hug*

    A friend of mine told me, in tears, the other day that she was struggling to cope with being in the US at the moment… three people were shot in her town, one had a toddler at home.

    I feel like I’m drowning. All I see around is military, greed, hate, possessiveness, lack of generosity, intolerance. And it’s all presented as if it’s normal.

    We are allowing ourselves to turn into animals, denying that part of us that is human to grow. The greatest thing we can do is the hardest – turn our backs on our base nature and force ourselves to *not* hit back, *not* steal what’s not ours, *not* mistrust those who are different, *not* ignore those in pain.

    I’d say, on that measure, that the fact you’re feeling it so intently makes you one of the most human people out there.

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