One of six photos taken on my walk in a light drizzle in the Humber Bay Park West, Toronto. Overcast skies but it had its own charm and the group of swans were still vacationing in Lake Ontario.

It’s a war on water, it’s a war on the pavement / Awards for the puppet and the overseer / And the weapon is hunger and the method is hatred / It’s a tightening chokehold on what you see / Who points the camera, who points the gun? / If the evidence points back, then why would they screen it? / It’s a sharp knife between shame and sedition / You start to question what you’ve been missing / Everybody’s armed to defend the old position / And it’s all waiting for you (Lula Wiles)

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Standing firm for equality and against all forms of hatred and discrimination

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Sleep deprived and tormented, I struggle daily to maintain my dignity. The vile acts of my neighbors, prior coworkers and National Park employees; stay hidden by those that have the power to stop it. This is the life of a Whistleblower in Yosemite National Park. How do you maintain your dignity Michael, Cicely?

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I was heading out for photos today and came across this beautiful girl. She was trotting along the side of the road, so I stopped for pictures. She stopped, laid down and posed for me. I’ve come across many coyotes in the park that are quite tame. I wouldn’t go as far, as to try and pet one, but they are used to people. Many times guest will feed them from their cars, but please don’t. They have ample food.

There are many posers here in the park. You’ve seen the type lately, mostly on the evening news. They gather in large mobs, yelling, fake coughing on nurses and doctors, waving signs (Fake Virus, My Rights, bla, bla, bla). Pushing and threatening law enforcement, anyone that doesn’t agree with them. Wearing caps, dark glasses, masks, weapons, trying to hide their identities. Frantic, ignorant, vain, selfish; when they don’t get their way. They could be your neighbors, coworkers.

Imagine being followed, stalked, surrounded, mobbed, harassed and retaliated against; at work and where you live, by these types. This is my life everyday, in Yosemite National Park. This is what happens when you expose the truth, corruption, waste, fraud, incompetence and cover-up; in Yosemite National Park. Many have thought that Americans don’t act this way. Now we see; they are just Posers.

I wonder if this is what Superintendent after Superintend meant, when they say they take my complaints seriously.

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Koda the Magnificat; baited and harassed daily, by the amoral humans involved in Gang Stalking. He still has a wagging tail and kisses, for anyone with a warm heart.

Gang Stalking is real. Its Conspired Hate, Mobbing and Domestic Terrorism have been allowed to thrive in the United States for decades,

1-25-21, between 2:24-2:53 pm, again the Walmart Staff in Buckeye AZ; were more than happy to block, bait and harass us.

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The world watches, as democracy is publicly challenged, again and again.

Violence is not the answer.

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Our true enemy is the anger, hatred,

and discrimination that is found in the hearts and minds of man.

We have to identify the real enemy and seek nonviolent ways to remove it.

Thich Nhat Hanh

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A dance performance by Doke Pauwels called "The Hatred of Poetry" during festival Hongerige Wolf

“Oh Saint Shiva, still the hatred within our hearts and bless us with your eternal grace!”

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The news on the screen

is hell.

Shut it down.

Go outside.

A mile away, spring flowers reminding of rebirth, in soul, and earth, may the spirit of rebirth and the magic of life finally subdue the anger and hatred that serves no one any purpose.

too many tears

have already been shed

let's stop this hatred

before we're all

Dead

kidnapping, assassinations, amputations, decapitations

what's wrong with our Nations?

when will it end?

let it be said

I am searching for a

Friend

find my path

lead the way

to a place where we can

play

here is not where I want to

Stay

I have had enough with this horrible stuff !

when will it end?

haven't we had enough?

there is nothing more to gain

are we all insane?

It's a fucking shame !

find a friend

let's append

while our hearts

are on the mend

let's put all these blasphemies

to an end

share a smile

lend a hand

put all the ARMS down

weapons of destruction

they are keeping us from

positive production

find a friend

instead

They will be with you till the END

by. me

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“Lord make me an instrument of your Peace ...”

- St Francis

Oh, I'm feeling a tad preachy, so I am laughing at myself, because it never does one any good to take oneself too seriously! : 0) “Practice what you preach” springs to my mind and it is something that is extremely hard to exact … but all good things come with a little effort. If life's lessons come to us too easy, they can never truly be learned or sustained for very long, so I keep trying and God loves a trier … and he has a good sense of humour. He must have because he made me! Speaking of which, my Angel for today is Humour! ; 0)) Now I am off again, but I am there with you in spirit and will continue to pop in to see you <3 Have a wonderful weekend and thank you all for bringing sunshine to my days!

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PRAYER OF ST FRANCIS – SARAH McLACHLAN

“Pity is akin to love”

so my late father told me

sitting by the fireside

carving out a memory

looking at the pictures

in the flickering flames

listening to his stories

telling me about war games

I never really knew him

until all these years that pass

Summers making daisy chains

kneeling on the dew-damp grass

early in the morning

and often late at night

musings of those halcyon days

flood my mind and I take flight

escape into my memories

adventures found in dreams

putting right the endless wars

in my mind's eye it's how it seems

a constant battle of wits and woes

a profusion of confusion

but golden light that filters through

enlightens me in my grand illusions

fragile temperament; sensitive

my skin is thin and prone to cuts

easily; wounds self-inflicted

scarred now in ridges; ifs and buts

what if; but what if we could be

the best version of ourselves and free

our minds and hearts; our souls and all

that meets and greets us; none will fall

I like to think that there are others

like-minded in my gaining wisdom

who seemingly drift by in life

and yet profoundly step on life's poignant rhythm

that all things come and go away

the flowers, the birds, the trees

and inbetween we have our say

from butterflies to humming bees

now is the time to learn to love

to set differences aside

if we don't learn that love is all

then what's the point; the growing tide

will break on shores we never know

and drown us in sweet tears of sorrow

not bitter for that would imply

we had not learned and then tomorrow

would be the same; an endless pattern

of war; of love; of peace; of hate

there's no time like this present moment

to forgive our enemies; to wipe the slate

who on Earth would not want love

and peace to reign on everyone

those individuals are small and few

let's change their minds these days to come

I looked into the bowels of Hell

when I was just a child

I saw the burning flames; I tell

you it is better to be meek and mild

that is the essence of me you know

by now you have my measure

I only seek to bring you love

love is the answer; peace is the pleasure

come join me while I say a prayer

let us join hands and kneel

for only when we join our hearts

will we know peace and love and heal.

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Pandemic, Politicians, Police, People

America can be better than this.

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Hopefully our democracy survives this election, this division, this social injustice, this pandemic.

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What was once a downright hatred of mine for the HLCX/NBSR 911 turned a complete 180 in the summer of 2022. 911 was one of the last NBSR owned four axles to get the corporate paint scheme, and of course before the six axles prevailed, the former UP GP38-3 would end up leading virtually everywhere in the ratty paint. Seen sporting fresh paint on July 13, 2022, NBSR local 506 has NBSR 911 and GMTX 2329 making a few moves in the yard before 907 would highball through town.

Some of our government agencies have been doing it for decades. While having some downtime; why not educate yourself. Do a little research, it's easy to find the truth.

Gang Stalking, Community Mobbing thrive during turmoil, it thrives in America.

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Alien art

My picture above is showing that an alien bird is picking up a leaf.

Development of some aliens from an animal stage to a developed stage ( at tree of life) might take very long time or the expected development might not happen at all if some components don't come together.

The environment, the world they are in, might not be very rich for the development of the aliens, and/or biological development might head in a very different direction. Their "tree of life" might not have proper branches for a progressive development. The tree would be weak, like a tree in a desert.

For a chemical reaction, we have to have specific atoms. We need substances to create other substances. For reactions to happen, we have to have some conditions present at the place where the reaction should happen.

Already developed aliens would be the lucky ones, passing all hurdles. When we consider the existence of billions of stars, planets and a lot of different places within planets in our universe, the probability would be very hight to be lucky for some aliens.

Another issue is that we might not see any alien at all because of the distance between stars and galaxies. Non of us ( we and aliens ) might reach the very high development to create very high technology to fly that far ( the distance between galaxies getting more in each day, expanding universe ) before our universe collapse, before the black holes pull the galaxies, before the stars of the planets explode, before the artificial intelligence takes over ( AI doesn’t need to be conscious and alive, and doesn’t need to have feelings and emotions. it can survive on its own if it is programmed properly ), etc.

Al might be the biggest threat to humans and aliens, it could wipe out them very easily. The creation of very destructive Al is possible when we consider how much hatred there are in our world between nations, races and between the people with different religions.

As our cities, becoming controlled by mobs and thugs. Brazenly, storming stores anytime of day. Breaking, stealing, without fear. Our communities, being controlled by mobs, stalkers, racist; driving out those, they deem not worthy. Law Enforcement, standing idle; blaming the judicial system, making excuses.

Our schools, public venues; being stormed by those waiving weapons, designed for war. The truth being stricken from them. Becoming a stigma, a mental illness, for those that dare speak it.

Our Legislator, turning their backs on their districts, as they implode. Pretending they care, keeping us occupied with lies and division. Treating us like ignorant adolescents. Filling their pockets and banks, by the corporations, they represent. Our Administration, savvy from years of the same. Government Agencies, taking liberties; with no accountability. Our Nation; descends further into chaos and anarchy.

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Igniting throughout her soul and mind, the fire spread uncontrollably causing her to drop down on one knee, completely out of her control. Screams of pain, loud heartbeat and excruciating accusations all in her own voice full of blame, hatred and distaste.

It was getting harder to lift herself back up. How much she wanted to be able to look at the sky again, follow dreams that were lost behind her and detach herself from being bound by what she shouldn't any longer. Mistakes are redundant and repetitive. Disguised in the form of excuses and self inflicted obligations. For the greater cause? Or just for her own demise? Wilting away countless images until it is left at the foot of being just an 'idea', never a reality.

"Get up!" said a voice. much to her surprise. With barely any strength left, she focused on that voice, the one that seemed to grow louder and louder compared to the rest.

"You came this far, no giving up now.." the voice continued. "This is just the beginning!" it shouted even more in a sheer determined encouragement.

The burning sensation through her self shifted into the air around her that just made her exhale a breath. A sudden drop of water was felt on the back of her neck, followed by more drops as the rain broke whatever the fire was doing inside of her. The smell of fresh soil danced along her senses, the heavy weight slowly lifted from her back.

The shattering of something inside her gave birth to a new horizon, gave reason to move on and it was oddly not that difficult to...spread her wings.

P.S. Kintsugi is going to be closed soon. I'll surely miss this place.

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Welcome to day Ninety One,this time Bren and I had fun in the toilet :) Well as you know the world is already full of hatred and sorrow but still it is up to all of us to fix that right? :)

Anyways, I'm back :)

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Finding things to be thankful for; the health of our families, a place to live, food in our cupboards and companionship in all its forms.

Have a safe and compassionate Thanksgiving

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“Racism is man's gravest threat to man - the maximum of hatred for a minimum of reason.”

- Abraham J. Heschel

Southern trees bear strange fruit,

Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,

Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,

Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Here is a strange and bitter crop.

♫Lady Day♫

On a walk this afternoon I took this photo from a spot I have photographed our iconic C N Tower in every season.

The world needs more peace and love.

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Many out there says that a quarrel cleanses the air between a couple

Do you really mean that, I wonder

A word said in despair, in anger, even in hatred hits the other person with force

It's emhasized by the loudness in the voice

The look you have in your eyes

Your eyes are all dark

Your soul is not present at all

It has gone

You can say afterwards

I didn't mean it

But a word uttered is a seed, a seed into the other ones mind, nontheless what you say afterwards

The roots from these seeds are never positive roots, only negative ones

If I was hit by these words my respect for this person would diminish severly

Many says making love after a quarrel is so nice

Why on earth should it be nice to make love to a person who just yelled at you

I would probably have no respect for you at all if you did this to me

And I can tell you that it would take long time to build up that respect again

If you even are going to bed or going away without talking about what just went on, the seeds start their growing process even more quickly

Then you might have ruined something precious in this relationship you had been building up for maybe a long time

So "Off Again", don't turn your back on the one you love

Always make up

Say at least "I'm sorry" and not to forget; try to explain what went on in your head

Find the words

When words are used in a calm sphere you start the process to heal what went on

Words spoken let you hear them, words thought are only a whisper

Words spoken have an impact on your own brain too

You will actually listen to your own words in quite a different way, then if you only thought them

You will give light to your words by using them out loud, they will suddenly get another meaning

You might even see the whole picture

And then you are starting the process of healing yourself too

How cool isn't that

I guess this was a late Sunday Speech

I became all inspired by the look of this boat heading off - I bet this Captain had no quarrel left behind, only love

I love my Captain, that's for sure

I bet I'm just talking to myself again, but that's ok, lol

A word of caution; “The Village Idiots of Yosemite” are on the prowl, baiting and hating. Mobbing, harassment and hatred are rewarded here in Yosemite National Park.

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My sister Peggy and I just took a last walk in Humber Bay Park, before leaving Toronto tonight.

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Macro Mondays 'superstition' theme.

There are many stories and superstitions about the owl from different cultures around the world, some which depict the owl as a harbinger of death, and a bird of ill omen.

In ancient Rome and later throughout the Medieval age it was believed that witches would turn themselves into owls and suck the blood of babies and malevolent spells were made with owl feathers and eggs.

In other cultures they are seen as a spirit guide to fly the dead to the after-life. Native American tribes would place an owl feather in the hand of the dying person to help them to make a safe journey to the other side.

In contrast to the Roman hatred of owls, the Greeks came to revere them. Athene Noctua, the little owl, was associated with the Greek goddess Athene (Roman Minerva). She had an owl as a companion and guardian, which we see in depicted in ancient Greek art works and coins . Due to this the owl became a symbol of protection and wisdom.

Owls had a bad image in England, partly due to some of Shakespeare's depictions of them, and in Victorian days they were killed in their hundreds. Fortunately today the superstitions have mainly gone and owls are now protected.

Personally, I love all owls and I always get a moment of joy to hear the call of the local tawny owls at night.

My enamelled owl is 4cm high

As I walk through

This wicked world

Searchin' for light in the darkness of insanity.

I ask myself

Is all hope lost?

Is there only pain and hatred, and misery?

And each time I feel like this inside

There's one thing I wanna know

What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding?

What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding?

And as I walk on

Through troubled times

My spirit gets so downhearted sometimes

So where are the strong

And who are the trusted?

And where is the harmony?

Sweet harmony

'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away, just makes me wanna cry

What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding?

What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding?

So where are the strong?

And who are the trusted?

And where is the harmony?

Sweet harmony

'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away, just makes me wanna cry

What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding?

What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding?

What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding?

~nick lowe

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now... to build more peaceful karma... a more peaceful world... please flash the peace sign whenever possible... take a few shots of it... and add them to the it's obvious group...

Make me a channel of your peace.

Where there is hatred let me bring your

love.

Where there is injury, your pardon, Lord

And where there's doubt, true faith in

you.

Oh, Master grant that I may never seek

So much to be consoled as to console

To be understood as to understand

To be loved as to love with all my soul.

Make me a channel of your peace

Where there's despair in life, let me bring hope

Where there is darkness, only light

And where there's sadness, ever joy.

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Love for All, Hatred for None, 2017

Painted stainless steel, 328.8 x 164 x 164 cenitimetres

A large globe held up off a plinth by four arms extending up displays the text, "Love For All Hatred For None." This represents the welcoming and inviting nature of the City of Windsor toward the many small communities who together make up a diverse mosaic of cultures.

dedicated to the victims of Christchurch

my contribution against hatred - for respect and tolerance

gegen Hass - für Respekt und Toleranz

Waves of oil in water.

I would love to do more photography of this kind but haven't had much time lately.

So spring has also awakened my little beloved objects of hatred... the house spiders... 😁 they come out of their invisible hiding places and feed my spider phobia when they rush across the floor and on the walls, slightly frightened.

This little crab staggered around on my woolly rug and I plucked up the courage, hid behind my camera and photographed the little (my viewfinder/display huge and terrifying) monster. Slightly sweaty and trembling after a while, I thanked the little friend, backed out of the room and let the spider run away and hide without my presence.

Now that these little monsters are running around in every room, my vigilance is a bit greater, which in the context is completely illogical, because the little rascals are more afraid of me than I should be of them... but life is not logical.. unfortunately .. 😆

"Lord, make me a channel of thy peace - that where there is hatred, I may bring love - that where there is wrong, I may bring the spirit of forgiveness - that where there is discord, I may bring harmony - that where there is error, I may bring truth - that where there is doubt, I may bring faith - that where there is despair, I may bring hope - that where there are shadows, I may bring light - that where there is sadness, I may bring joy. Lord, grant that I may seek rather to comfort than to be comforted - to understand, than to be understood - to love, than to be loved. For it is by self-forgetting that one finds. It is by forgiving that one is forgiven. It is by dying that one awakens to Eternal Life. Amen."

Festa Tocandira - Flèche Love

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