“Certain voices heard

are heard

not because

they

are phonetic...

But,

from one soul

they head,

to another,

in the form of magic.

(Poem: When, When a not, Book: Ginger and Honey)”

― Jasleen Kaur Gumber, Ginger and Honey

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Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world; indeed, it's the only thing that ever has.

– Margaret Mead –

Do your little bit of good where you are; it's those little bits of good put together that overwhelm the world.

– Desmond Tutu –

Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all.

– Dale Carnegie –

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This song was made to celebrate the power of speaking out in order to promote a more just world.

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🎶 YAKURO - VOICES OF INFINITY

“At the end as at the start, and through all the in-betweens, I love you.”

― Amal El-Mohtar, This is How You Lose the Time War

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EF35mm 1.4L USM lens

Taken at Silent Night

Tune Tori Amos - Winter

Snow can wait, I forgot my mittens

Wipe my nose, get my new boots on

I get a little warm in my heart when I think of winter

I put my hand in my father's glove

I run off where the drifts get deeper

Sleeping Beauty trips me with a frown

I hear a voice, "You must learn to stand up

For yourself 'cause I can't always be around"

He says, when you going to make up your mind?

When you going to love you as much as I do?

When you going to make up your mind?

'Cause things are going to change so fast

All the white horses are still in bed

I tell you that I'll always want you near

You say that things change, my dear

Boys get discovered as winter melts

Flowers competing for the sun

Years go by and I'm here still waiting

Withering where some snowman was

Mirror, mirror, where's the crystal palace?

But I only can see myself

Skating around the truth who I am

But I know, dad, the ice is getting thin

When you going to make up your mind?

When you going to love you as much as I do?

When you going to make up your mind?

'Cause things are going to change so fast

All the white horses are still in bed

I tell you that I'll always want you near

You say that things change, my dear

Hair is grey and the fires are burning

So many dreams on the shelf

You say I wanted you to be proud of me

I always wanted that myself

When you going to make up your mind?

When you going to love you as much as I do?

When you going to make up your mind?

'Cause things are going to change so fast

All the white horses have gone ahead

I tell you that I'll always want you near

You say that things change, my dear

Never change

All the white horses

We were out exploring with some friends who came for a visit when late in the day, we were visiting the Pender Harbour area.

"Oh, look at this", came the voice from the back seat of our car. The sun was low on the horizon and it was late afternoon. The voice noticed the cove we had entered, and the way the light was affecting the area. I stopped the car and said, "I am going to take a few pics".

We all got out of the car and mused about enjoying the scene in front of us. "Over here", said the voice. "You can get right down to the water", it continued. Sure enough, in place of mulling about the thorny rose bushes that guarded entrance, there was a way down to the waters edge. After setting up on this colorful place, Kayakers were on their way into my image. So, I waited until they were in the right spot and captured the scene. Thanks voice!

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Isle of May

Barking Owl

The barking owl (Ninox connivens), also known as the winking owl, is a nocturnal bird species native to mainland Australia and parts of Papua New Guinea and the Moluccas. They are a medium-sized brown owl and have a characteristic voice with calls ranging from a barking dog noise to a shrill human-like howl of great intensity.

Sydney

September, 2020

The ear never forgets what the soul says

Wren in Alexandra Park, Dennistoun, Glasgow, Scotland

They're not like peaches or squash. Plumpness isn't for them. They like being lean, as if for the narrow path. The beans themselves sit quietly inside their green pods. Instinctively one picks with care, never tearing down the fine vine, never not noticing their crisp bodies, or feeling their willingness for the pot, for the fire.

I have thought sometimes that something -- I can't name it -- watches as I walk the rows, accepting the gift of their lives to assist mine.

I know what you think: this is foolishness. They're only vegetables. Even the blossoms with which they begin are small and pale, hardly significant. Our hands, or minds, our feet hold more intelligence. With this I have no quarrel.

But, what about virtue?

Poetry by Mary Oliver

“Twilight campfighter

You build your fire into an open wound

You want us to feel better

On these darker trails

With light revealing holy grails

To hike through dangerous weather

You need twilight eyes”

~From the song by Guided by Voices,

“Twilight Campfighter”, written by

Robert Pollard

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Our regular resident robin taking it easy in our garden . I am always amazed at the volume of the robin when singing his song , how does such a little chap sing so loud ??

there’s a spot in the park

where sunlight spills in pools

through the shadowy boughs of leaning trees

spotlights on blades of grass

i think of us on that sleepy afternoon

and still hear you saying

“what if everyday was like this”

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So... Today was going to be a 'housework' day, but I had one of those annoying little voices in my head that kept saying 'That river warbler shot was pants'... And 'who cares about doing housework anyway, it can keep for another month or two'... So I gave in to the urge, put the duster down and headed back out to Ham wall. The warbler was still showing well and managed some much 'better shots' than Fridays efforts. Still can only be regarded as record shots, but it's a 'Lifer' and the first seen on mainland Britain for more than a decade. :@]

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Voices in My Head

Song by Falling In Reverse

Lyrics

The voices in my head keep on telling me to pray

'Cause I'm spinning like a carousel, circling the drain

Hit the bottom of the bottle, I don't wanna feel the pain

But that is all I got for now, I don't wanna talk about it

The voices in my head keep on begging me to stay

If I pull the trigger now then the demons go away

And I know my time is coming so there ain't no time to waste

So that is all I got for now, I don't wanna talk about it

The voices in my head keep telling me to choose a side

It's heaven or hell like it's do or die

I'm a sad boy, you know better

Please don't make this last forever

The voices in my head keep telling me I'm not okay

It's feeling like a hurricane in my brain

Dark clouds, hard times, bad weather

Please don't make this last forever

The voices in my head keep telling me I'm gonna (die)

And I don't wanna talk about the drama, I'm trauma (tized)

They're tellin' me I'm fine but we both know that's a fuckin' (lie)

I'm losing my mind but I don't wanna talk about it

The voices in my head keep giving me the worst advice

Kamikaze crash like a suicide

I'm a lost boy, you know better

Please don't make this last forever

The voices in my head keep telling me I'm insane

And maybe I'm a little bit, that won't change

Dark clouds, hard times, bad weather

Please don't make this last forever

The voices in my head keep telling me I'm gonna (die)

And I don't wanna talk about the drama, I'm trauma (tized)

They're tellin' me I'm fine but we both know that's a fuckin' (lie)

I'm losing my mind but I don't wanna talk about

The voices in my head keep telling me I'm cursed

I'm paranoid, I don't wanna make it any worse

We're all gonna die but first things first

I'ma take the world with me when they put me in the dirt

The voices in my head keep telling me I'm cursed

I'm paranoid, I don't wanna make it any worse

We're all gonna die but first things first

I'ma take the world with me when they put me in the dirt

Move

(Move)

Voices in my head keep telling me I'm cursed

I'm paranoid, I don't wanna make it any worse

We're all gonna die, first things first

I'ma take the world with me when they put me in the dirt

The voices in my head keep telling me I'm gonna (die)

And I don't wanna talk about the drama, I'm trauma (tized)

They're tellin' me I'm fine but we both know that's a fuckin' (lie)

I'm losing my mind but I don't wanna talk about it

The voices in my head keep on telling me to pray

'Cause I'm spinning like a carousel, circling the drain

Hit the bottom of the bottle, I don't wanna feel the pain

I'm losing my mind but I don't wanna talk about it

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My mother is right at this place...still with it but now she has "friends".

Each beautiful thing, a flower, the song of a bird,

awakens in our soul the memory of our origin.

Learn how to listen to the voice of beautiful things,

to make us understand the voice of our soul.

- Mevlevi Dervishes

Ben Harvey accordion and his band Ornamentals are not entertaining very often. You could probably count their yearly performances on one hand. I for one, look forward to hear this band, as accordion is rarely used in jazz. Ben always dresses up and his bandmates have to keep up. Benson Lee on jazz banjo, Great Bob Scott on drums and Gram Whitty -bass upright bass. Gene Harvey played sax, but is not always available as he performs all over the world. Ben and Gene are also very capable singers, so good entertainment is guaranteed.

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Concrete river

I hear your voice

Concrete river

I see your face

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“Recall the moment that recalls you,” the Core sang, its voice a melody braided from collapsing epochs. “It is older than stars, and younger than your next breath.”

The harmonics deepened.

“All time bends toward you. All time breaks because of you. All time begins again through you.

You will end what cannot end. You will begin what cannot begin. You will stand where time kneels.”

“I don’t understand,” Adrienne whispered. “Stop speaking in riddles. Just tell me what I’m supposed to do.”

The Core answered on a soft tone, “Stand upon the Ovum Stone… and open your mind.”

Adrienne looked down. At her feet rested an egg-shaped stone, smooth, pale, impossibly ancient — a relic of the first moment, humming with energy.

She stepped onto its center.

The floating rings around the Core shifted, descending through her body like luminous vertebrae. They passed into the ground beneath her. Her muscles loosened; her weight dissolved. She hovered above the stone, suspended in a cradle of unseen force.

Unfamiliar thoughts surged through her — not memories, but possibilities. Her arms rose on instinct. Lightning crackled around the Core, spiraling upward like a storm learning to speak.

Symbols flashed before her eyes, too fast to grasp, too old to name.

The voice whispered, “Stand before the sum of all moments. Every beginning is still beginning. Every ending has already ended. Every possibility exists in superposition.”

Adrienne didn’t know how she knew — but she knew. She was the conduit. She was the interface. She was the one who could command the Core.

“Time has now ceased,” the voice murmured.

All machinery froze. The ground shuddered once. Silence swallowed everything.

Adrienne hung suspended — not breathing, not feeling, only existing. Terror flooded her.

“What have I done…”

Moments — or eternities — passed.

Then the Core spoke again, no longer melodic, but absolute, “Begin the sequencing of moments.”

Conduits erupted with blue white chronal fire. Gears slowly began to rotate, aligning constellations of runes that had not been seen since the universe was young. Pendulums resumed their swing, counting centuries, correcting drift, stitching time back together.

A haze lifted from her. Breath returned. She collapsed to her knees, trembling, exhausted.

“Reset complete,” the Core intoned.

A pause. Then, almost gently, “Would you like me to foretell your future?”

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Creedence Clearwater Revival - "Bad moon rising"

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I see the bad moon risin′

I see trouble on the way

I see earthquakes and lightnin'

I see bad times today

Don′t go around tonight

Well, it's bound to take your life

There's a bad moon on the rise

I hear hurricanes a-blowin′

I know the end is comin′ soon

I fear rivers overflowin'

I hear the voice of rage and ruin

Don′t go around tonight

Well, it's bound to take your life

There′s a bad moon on the rise

Alright

Hope you got your things together

Hope you are quite prepared to die

Looks like we're in for nasty weather

One eye is taken for an eye

Well, don′t go around tonight

Well, it's bound to take your life

There's a bad moon on the rise

Don′t go around tonight

Well, it′s bound to take your life

There's a bad moon on the rise

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Voices of stone - One of the more solitary megaliths of the Ring of Brodgar sat under a dramatic cirrus laden summer sky.

27 stones remain from the original 60 vertical or standing stones of the ring, constructed circa 2500 BC with sockets and stumps of the missing stones clearly visible around the ring. Situated on an isthmus between the Lochs of Stenness and Harray, close to the Standing Stones of Stenness the area is littered with Neolithic features such as burial chambers and cairns.

One cannot fail to wonder of the history of this ancient landscape and the stories and voices hidden in the past.

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This is Peanut. I learned, yesterday, that it was the voice of a sandhill crane that was used for the velociraptors in the movie, Jurassic Park. When I clicked this frame, Peanut had been startled by a sound.

Like three inner voices – the calm one, the opening one, and the calling one – they stand in the interplay of shadow and light, forming a moment of quiet connection.

"When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy, and the dimpling stream runs laughing by;

When the air does laugh with our merry wit,

And the green hill laughs with the noise of it".

William Blake