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Even though I have failed you at times in my life.
Even I have hurt many people in my life here on earth.
Not on purpose but at times even the saints can seem selfish.
Even though I might have even done things against Gods will.
Yet he tells me every day if I sincerely come to him for forgiveness.
That I have no need to fear his Mighty and Righteous Judgement.
Because it is all toss in the ocean of forgetfulness, so I need not fear.
His wraith on the day that I have to face him in his true Judgement.
So yes if we run to him and admit that we mess up then we are forgiven.
Distorted words from holy books,
hypnotized by the *******.
Whirl the swords 'round our heads,
while making their incursion.

A snowball out of control
a firestorm a reining
beliefs too strong to see the winds
of peace within them straining.

We wake to fear, and fear, and fear,
and soon will come the numbing
left by the sound of egos blasts,
cadences of ancient drumming.

Bullies in the school yard,
disgruntled husbands batter wives
Too many with too much and still unhappy
ruining other peoples lives

Who then among us
will take up the banner now
and love themselves, change the world
unfurl their angry brow

I will move the universe.
I will love my life.
I will throw away the gun.
I will sheath my knife.
*Peace upon Brussels*
 Mar 2016 Robert Blankenship
Kim
Happy Easter everyone!
Yes even all you lovely folk at Google!
Thanks for the doodle (not)
Thanks for being so selectively inclusive-
So open minded and transparent!
Indeed it is a small gesture of bad faith (pardon the pun),
but no less unpleasant for it

I'm so sorry to have to point out to you that you will fail in this ignoble endeavour
Just like so many before you have failed
Just like all campaigns must fail when their core principles are hostility, arrogance, and the increasingly popular brand of cold warfare- selective inclusion

You see the answer to the problems of our world
(yes OUR world, not mine or yours or theirs, but ours):
Is not more war- be it physical or virtual;
It is not more discrimination- be it active or passive; and
It is not to champion only one or a few sections of society- whether by actual good work or mere lip service such as 'doodles'
Putting down the one in a misguided (& half-hearted) attempt to uplift the other is a fool's errand and a dishonourable one at that

You see we have enough division in this world
We have seen enough war and exclusion
Even now there are more than enough cowardly and insidious actors spreading fear, violence and petty resentment through the internet and all your spectacular technology

And what is it worth- this power you have over the www?
And all the information you insidiously and yet blatantly, collect about the hapless user?
What is all that knowledge worth if it does not awaken you to the great struggle of our time?

The struggle to overcome:
Our differences- real and perceived
Our fear of the unfamiliar
Our collective tradition of violence
Our joint heritage of injustice
Our long long history of 'my way or the highway!'

Please grow up, think bigger, be better
It is not your prerogative to impose your limited beliefs on the world
It is your duty to improve yourselves and those around you
As we've heard it said so many times:
With great power, comes great responsibility..
In this age of information, you and your ilk weild an unprecedented and unquantifiable range and depth of power
Do not squander it, or you will certainly fail and fall like all those wannabe superpowers before you!
Dear Google,

Please also refer to my little poem- 'Cookie-Cutter Conquerors', may it serve as a cautionary tale! ;)

Yours in Humanity,

Kim
 Mar 2016 Robert Blankenship
Kim
Tigers hunt, Sheep bleat
Eagles soar, Bears sleep
Only one imperfection
One blot on this earth
Only one mistake
In this chaotic universe
The biped that thought
I’m special, they are naught
I will chase them and herd them
I will cow them and hurt them
I will conquer their will
As I sit atop my hill
All that I see is mine
My power is divine

Indeed power is divine
or at least above the touch
Of the lowly biped,
Slave to ego, its crutch
Time cycles around
The circle of life
Each fool with a title
Sits pretty for a while
On a mountain of bones,
Bloodshed, false pride
I’ve won, I’ve crushed them
Look how they run and hide

Oh, don’t you see,
You sad little fool
One of these days that
Boomerang will find you
Your house of cards is swaying
The hounds of hate are baying
Your great successor has arrived
Same delusions, different stripes!
When will people surrender their grandiose delusions for a better, larger, more positive way of life? How foolhardy to think that any one of us can conquer the earth..or control how other people live..and how small minded and poor spirited that anyone should wish to..!
I am looking for America
I am looking for the America that fought to develop into a nation.
I am looking for America that fought Indian to get land to become a nation.
  I am looking for America that fought to give the blacks their freedom.
Where has this America gone?
I am looking for America that won two world wars.
I am only looking for America that put a man in space.
I am looking for America where people stood on the street on the 4th of July
And saw the flag go by. And they put their hand on their heart.
Where has this America gone?
I am just looking for America where you dine with your neighbor.
I am just looking for America where children played games in the street with no fear.
I am only looking for America.Where you say hello to any person and they say it back.
Where has this America gone
Over 200 years living together  we Should live as America
I am only looking for that America!
Where do you go
In the wake of tomorrow
When the thoughts of today
Go up in flames
Will you hold tight
The cold hand of sorrow
As you try your best
To explain away life

Where is the hope
That you can cling to
The bitter sweet
That understands
Still holding tight
That cold hand of sorrow
As you reach out for
This moment to find
Tragedy's shadow
So
Easy to miss
If you're
Not looking
For
It.
...
You can leave the past
behind.
But even when the sun
is on your back,
You can still feel
its heat.
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