There Are Men Too Gentle.

       Gaza, Syria, Iraq, Libya, Afghanistan, how can we live, how can we love, when the red sunset is really the blood of others? 

   A James Kavanaugh. Quote:

“I am one of the searchers. There are, I believe, millions of us. We are not unhappy, but neither are we really content. We continue to explore life, hoping to uncover its ultimate secret. We continue to explore ourselves, hoping to understand. We like to walk along the beach, we are drawn by the ocean, taken by its power, its unceasing motion, its mystery and unspeakable beauty. We like forests and mountains, deserts and hidden rivers, and the lonely cities as well. Our sadness is as much a part of our lives as is our laughter. To share our sadness with one we love is perhaps as great a joy as we can know - unless it be to share our laughter.
We searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide. Most of all we love and want to be loved. We want to live in a relationship that will not impede our wandering, nor prevent our search, nor lock us in prison walls; that will take us for what little we have to give. We do not want to prove ourselves to another or compete for love.

For wanderers, dreamers, and lovers, for lonely men and women who dare to ask of life everything good and beautiful. It is for those who are too gentle to live among wolves.”

THERE ARE MEN TOO GENTLE TO LIVE AMONG WOLVES
A Poem by James Kavanaugh

There are men too gentle to live among wolves
Who prey upon them with IBM eyes
And sell their hearts and guts for martinis at noon.
There are men too gentle for a savage world
Who dream instead of snow and children and Halloween
And wonder if the leaves will change their color soon.
There are men too gentle to live among wolves
Who anoint them for burial with greedy claws
And murder them for a merchant's profit and gain.
There are men too gentle for a corporate world
Who dream instead of candied apples and ferris wheels
And pause to hear the distant whistle of a train.
There are men too gentle to live among wolves.
Who devour them with eager appetite and search
For other men to prey upon and suck their childhood dry.
There are men too gentle for an accountant's world
Who dream instead of Easter eggs and fragrant grass
And search for beauty in the mystery of the sky.
There are men too gentle to live among wolves
Who toss them like a lost and wounded dove.
Such gentle men are lonely in a merchant's world.
Unless they have a gentle one to love.

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Just One Day!!

      Wouldn't be nice, even if it was only for one day, if it happened, what might come out of it? But only you can make it happen!

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Calling all 7,118,591,000 of earth's children!!

Yes, The entire human race !!!

      The Summer of Love was a social phenomenon that occurred during the summer of 1967, when as many as 100,000 people converged on the Haight-Ashbury neighborhood of San Francisco, initiating a major cultural and political shift. [Source : Wikipedia]

     With Modern Social Media, I think we can do this again but on a much larger scale.

       Therefore, I am personally asking the humans of planet earth to once again start a new summer of love all over Gaia/Earth/Home…

In 2014 this Summer.

       In your own cities, in your towns, in your villages, in your own back gardens. Even in your own home!

     Gather in the spirit of peace and unconditional love and let us just have one big massive global party all over the world and a day when we focus on peace and love.

     Let’s have one day, maybe one week where we all come together as one worldwide human family, Leave our differences behind and be together as Humans.

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