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I think a lot about innocent children.  My poem this week herein paulpeaceparables.com for Seguin’s Creekside Poets focused to a large extent on sweet kids. As I watch and listen to a segment of Ken Burns’ The Vietnam War on PBS and think about Hiroshima, the anniversary of which was earlier this month on August 6th–I reflect on how […]

The basic clear-cut philosophy Of a Tom T. Hall Appeals to me.   “I love leaves in the wind, pictures of my friends, Birds of the world and squirrels. I love coffee in a cup, little fuzzy pups, Bourbon in a glass and grass. And I love you, too.”   “Ain’t but three things in […]

Three “Civilized” Perceptions. Britannica, land of hope and glory. Belgium, for freedom and law. United States of America, where the flag stands for freedom.   Reality. “You can best serve civilization By being against What usually passes for it.” So says Wendell Berry … And we should all agree!   If could be that many […]

Conception and life. … With sex. Without. We begin.  We sense.  And we learn. Still with so very much nil. Fathomless  mystery. At times it frustrates.   But keep LIVING! And learning.   Life’s goal?   Care!!! **************   pbm ( 7 S’s / VV->^^ )

Pretenses are that we so love and adore the poor and humble Jesus of Nazareth Who persevered for thirty-three years in a struggle for social justice. Yet, in socially and ecologically destructive behaviors and lifestyles, We drive our big pick ‘em up trucks and SUVs, Live in big luxurious air-conditioned homes Eat industrial Haber-Bosch foods […]

Water is wet. It makes me sweat. Sweat helps keep me cool, on this you can bet. Lakotas deserve an abundance of quality water; let’s check for appropriate macroinvertebrates with our trusty aquatic net. No Uncle Waylon. Global warming has not covered Texas again with that what’s wet. Not yet. Yes. To Lakota Land we’ll […]

saudades (deep, deep heart- and soul-felt connection and homesickness; melancholy yearning) i have a love for o Brasil like no other place it’s blending of peoples, brazilian portuguese (the singing phrases of the nortestinos; the “sh, sh, sh” of cariocas, o povo adoráveis de Rio Janeiro; the “(a)rs” of the mato grossenses; the “trems” of […]

though in our bubbles behind our walls in our psyche (of supremacy) it might not seem so in this anthropocene seguin really is a mess! texas is a mess the u.s.a. is a mess and like no time before the whole world is a real mess but i received a wonderfully refreshing call filled with […]

Day One. o perfect potatoes and onions prepared delicously over mesquite coals in a cast iron skillet “aromafying” the rio frio campsite o a brisk refreshing two hour-swim by this arthritic old fish from the dam at Garner State Park at ten that morning o a thoreau walk … and learning about concerted natural living […]