Annabel Lee a poem by Edgar Allan Poe

Mermaid, a photo by bodiver on Flickr.

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

If a poem by Rudyard Kipling

[4-?], a photo by Alaa AL-Ghofaily ..✿ on Flickr.

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream and not make dreams your master;
If you can think and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings---nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

Spring time

Spring time, a photo by Mara ~earth light~ on Flickr.

One day in this imperfect world, we will all meet our Father in Heaven and the lion and lamb will sit side by side in perfect harmony.

Vishu Kani........

Vishu Kani........, a photo by aroon_kalandy on Flickr.

I have travelled to many foreign countries as a child and have learned to respect the traditions and cultures of others. This is a beautiful presentation.

Tarde triste

Tarde triste, a photo by Eduardo Amorim on Flickr.

The reflection of this man's soul is always seen through his beautiful eyes. I am blessed to know Eduardo Amorim.

Much Aloha,
Moana xo

Things, More Things, Stars, Journey

Things, More Things, Stars, Journey
Originally uploaded by rufuszulu

The words quoted by Rhoda E. McCullock are so true. I am rediscovering my purpose here on flickr and am following my own heart's desire. I love this photograph. It speaks volumes to my heart. <3

The Absolute Best in Reggae: Meet J Boog (Hawaii/California)

The Absolute Best in Reggae: Meet J Boog (Hawaii/California): "J Boog (Born Jerry Afemata) is a singer born in Long Beach and raised in Compton, Ca. Growing up in a large family, he was always surrounded..."

Hummingbird

Hummingbird
Originally uploaded by .:REOrante:. Emilio Orantes

Hummingbirds take extraordinary to a whole new level. They are the smallest warm-blooded creatures on the planet, but they are also among the fastest. With wings that beat up to 200 times every second, they are among nature’s most accomplished athletes, the only birds able to hover, fly backwards, and even upside down. Hummingbird metabolisms are set in permanent overdrive, requiring them to consume more than half their body weight in nectar every day, yet even so, they remain in constant threat of starving to death as they sleep. To survive the night, they fluff up their feathers and adjust their thermostats, decreasing their body temperatures by half and reducing their heart rate from 600 beats per minute to a mere 36.

Because hummingbirds live their lives in fast forward, much of their fascinating world is typically lost to human perception. But using cameras able to capture over 500 images a second, the hummingbirds’ magical world can finally be seen and appreciated. Amazing footage shows these little powerhouses are far more than delicate nectar gatherers — they are also deadly predators. And watch as the birds display their elaborate mating rituals, showing off with nose dives that subject them to over ten G’s of force — enough to cause an experienced fighter pilot to black out!

These tiny marvels dazzle and delight bird watchers all over the world, and NATURE reveals their stunning abilities as they have never been seen before.

Through Bri's Lens and his beautiful eyes, his soul......

Kāua i ka wai Wai olohia o Kahualoa Kokōhi i ka wai puhia E ku'u aloha, e ō mai Kaomi i ka wai Wai māpuna hā'ale i ka poli Pahe'e i ka wai lohia E ku'u aloha, e ō mai Pūhemo i ka wai Wai welawela hō'eha i ka 'ili E inu i ka wai a kena E ku'u aloha, e ō mai

Surf's Always Up For Eddie Aikau....A Tribute

Edward Ryon Makuahanai "Eddie" Aikau (May 4, 1946 – March 17, 1978) is one of the most respected names in surfing. He was the first lifeguard at Waimea Bay on the island of Oahu. He saved many lives and became well known as a big-wave surfer. "Eddie" was a true symbol of Aloha.

Born on the island of Maui, Aikau later moved to O'ahu with his family in 1959. In 1968, he became the first lifeguard hired by the City & County of Honolulu to work on the North Shore. Not one life was lost while he served as lifeguard at Waimea Bay. Eddie braved surf that often reached 20 feet high or more to make a rescue. He became very famous for surfing the bigHawaiian surf and won several surfing awards including First Place at the prestigious 1977 Duke Kahanamoku Invitational Surfing Championship. The local saying, "Eddie Would Go," refers to his stoke to take on big waves that other surfers would shy away from and his courage to make a rescue in impossible situations.

"Eddie" became involved in perpetuating his Hawaiian heritage. In 1976, the Polynesian Voyaging Society sailed the Hokule'a on a successful 30-day, 2500 mile journey following the ancient route of the Polynesian migration between the Hawaiian and Tahitian islands. In 1978, a second voyage of the traditional sailing canoe was planned. At 31 years of age, Aikau was selected for this voyage as a crew member. The Hokule'a left the Hawaiian Islands on March 16, 1978. The double-hulled voyaging canoe developed a leak in one of the hulls and later capsized in stormy weather about twelve miles south of the island of Molokai. In an attempt to get to land to save his crew and the Hokule'a, Aikau paddled toward Lanai on his surfboard. Hours later a commercial airplane spotted the Hokule'a and the rest of the crew was soon rescued by the U.S. Coast Guard. Aikau was missing at sea. Despite great search efforts "Eddie" was never seen again.

In The Midnight Garden His Light Resonates Through Us...

A is for Allah, nothing but Allah; Ba is the beginning of Bismillah; Ta is for Taqwa, bewaring of Allah;and Tha is for Thawab, a reward; Ja is for Janna, the Garden of Paradise; Ha is for Hajj, the blessed pilgrimage; Kha is for Khaatem, the seal of the prophethood given to the Prophet, Muhammed (SAW); Da is for Deen, Al-Islam, religion with Allah since time began; Dha is for dhikr, remembering Allah; And Ra is for the month of Ramadhan, ohh Ramadhan; Za is for Zakat to pure our greed, when we give our money to those in need; Sa is for Salamu alaikum, peace be with you wa'alaikum assalam; Sha is for shams, the shining sun, which Allah placed for everyone; And Sua is for salat, for when we pray facing him, everyday, facing him, till we meet our lord; Allah there's only one God and Muhammed is his Messenger. Allah, La ilaha illa'allah; Dua is for duha, the morning light, the sun has turned from red to white; Tua is for tareeq, the path to walk upon; And Dhua is for dhil, a shadow; And Aa is for ilm, the thin
g to know, to make our knowledge grow, in Islam; Gha is for ghaib, a world unseen and that we know is not a dream; Fa is for, the Opening, Al-Fatiha; And Qua for the Qur'an, the book of God; And Ka is for kalima, a word we're taught to teach us what is good and what is not; a Nd La is for the beginning of La ilaha illa'allah; Ma is for the Messenger Muhammed-ur-Rasoolillah. La ilaha illa'allah, Muhammed-ur-Rasulilllah; Allah, there's only one God and Muhammed is his Messenger. Allah, la ilaha illa'allah; Na is for nawm, the sleep God gave to give us rest after the day; Ha is for the Hijra, the journey that, the Prophet made; And Wa for wudu before we pray to help us wash our sins away; And Ya for Yawm-mid-Deen; Allah, there's only one God and Muhammed is his Messenger. Allah, La ilaha illa'allah; Allah, there's only one God and Jesus was his Messenger. Allah, La ilaha illa'allah; Allah, there's only one God and Moses was his Messenger. Allah, La ilaha illa'allah; Allah, there's only one God and Abraham was his Messenger. Allah, La ilaha illa'allah; Allah, there's only one God and Noah was his Messenger. Allah, La ilaha illa'allah; Allah, there's only one God and he created Adam, and we are the children of Adam. Allah,La ilaha illa'allah; Allah, there's only one God and Muhammed is his Messenger. Allah, La ilaha illa'allah.

Chris Angel......

Having an open mind towards his tricks and what he is about.
Some people will be offended. I do not judge, I appreciate but discern.

Calling All Angels.....33 Miners Rescued in Chile

I need a sign to let me know you're here
All of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphere
I need to know that things are gonna look up
'Cause I feel us drowning in a sea spilled from a cup

When there is no place safe and no safe place to put my head
When you feel the world shake from the words that are said


And I'm calling all angels
I'm calling all you angels

I won't give up if you dont give up.....

I need a sign to let me know you're here
'Cause my TV set just keeps it all from being clear
I want a reason for the way things have to be
I need a hand to help build up some kind of hope inside of me

When children have to play inside so they don't disappear
And private eyes solve marriage lies cause we don't talk for years
And futbol teams are kissing Queens
and losing sight of having dreams
In a world that what we want is only what we want until it's ours


And I'm calling all angels
I'm calling all you angels

I won't give up if you dont give up.....

~Chasing Cars~

We'll do it all
Everything
On our own

We don't need
Anything
Or anyone

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel

Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden
That's bursting into life

Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads

I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden
That's bursting into life

All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes
They're all I can see

I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things
Will never change for us at all

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I have crossed the boundaries of space and time with you
my dear sweet friend, Planet 3. God's love and grace has
taken us to another place where He has shown us His
mercy, grace, and unconditional love......ILY xo

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Touch And Go......An Invitation To Arouse the Senses

Mojandolo Todo.....

Tendida
con los muslos como alas abiertas
dispuestas al vuelo
me incitas me invitas a viajar
por lácteas và as
y negros agujeros
levemente desvelados
por tu mano que juega
con pudores y sudores
enjugando entre pétalos de carne el estigma
de tu flor mas desnuda
mojándolo todo
mojándolo todo
volando por universos de licor.

Húmedas llamas
los labios que con tus dedos
delicadamente delatas, dilatas para mÃ
mostrándome obscena la cueva del milagro
por donde emana el là quido rayo
de la vida incandescente fuente,
lechosa lava salpicaduras de agua
profunda que inunda
mojándolo todo
mojándolo todo
volando por universos de licor.

mojándolo todo

Mi boca
besando tus labios incendiados
se dispone a beber
en tu cáliz de polen y licor
y, entre zumos y zumbidos
de olas y alas,
libidinosamente libar
el néctar
de la flor de tus mareas...
lamiendo la miel salada que te fluye
y quema mi lengua que vibra, lasciva,
entre savia y saliva
mojándolo todo,
mojándolo todo,
volando por universos de licor.

Mis alas
de cera batiendo, combatiendo
tu fuego en oleadas
de ardientes espumas y plumas
e Icaro volando
tan alto, tan alto
que a punto de entrar en el jardà n del Edén
fundido su vuelo por tu derramado sol
cae como el angel exterminado
al mar de los naufragios
mojándolo todo,
mojándolo todo,
volando por universos de licor..

mojándolo todo,
mojándolo todo,
volando por universos de licor..

Goldfinger 007....

Being a photographer and model is one thing to be proud of
and I consider it a wonderful goal accomplished in life.
Having expanded as an artist and pushed my creative side to
the fullest, has no boundaries.
My blog will be the canvas of my mind.......
I intend to blow it and blow it far!!!!!!!

~Summer Solstice Rainbow~

~Lai`iekawai~

Aia Lâ`ieikawai
I ka uka wale la
O Paliuli

Hui:
O ka nani helu `ekahi
O Paliuli

Kau mai la ke ali`i
I ka `êheu o nâ manu

Ua lohe paha i ka honi mai
I ka pû lau`î o Mali`o

Ha`ina `ia mai ka puana
O Kawai`a`alalehuaoPaliuli

~~~~~~~~~
Lâ`ieikawai can be found
In the uplands
Of Paliuli


Chorus:
The beautiful one
Of Paliuli


There she rests
On the wings of the birds


Listening perhaps
To the ti leaf flute of Mali`o


The story is told of
Kawai`a`alalehuaoPaliuli (Lâ`ieikawai, Goddess of the Hawaiian Rainbows)

~Flying Dreams~The Tale of the Wind Horse"

A Choctaw Legend
At the time when day and night were still deciding who comes first, there lived a Horse that will never be seen again. The Horse was not one that would become as the dying buffalo, for this Horse had no enemies.

The reason that this Horse would not be seen again was because of love.

It is a story that begins this way.

The Horse, who was called Wind Horse, was the fastest and gentlest of all the Indian ponies. He felt no fear, there was not one that would harm him. If there was an Indian wounded or that needed a ride, Wind Horse was there to care and to carry the Indian. Because of the kindness of Wind Horse, there is no more.

One day, as Wind Horse was feeling the good feeling from being free, he heard a cry for help. He ran to the edge of the forest and saw an Indian child Boy caught in a trap meant for Bear. The boy's foot was cut off and the Boy could not move. Wind Horse went to the side of the Boy and as the Boy leaned against him, he bent to let the Boy get on his back.

The Boy, who had no name, could not believe that this beautiful Horse would come to him as a friend. All his life he had lived alone, for with his bad leg no one wanted him. As he rode the wind on the horse, he could feel the good feeling that Wind Horse felt. It was as if he were whole and that he was with family.

Wind Horse knew that the wound that the Boy had was one that could not be fixed or healed. He was taking the Boy to the place of the Indian Hunting Ground. This place was where all were made whole and had no fear or need. Wind Horse felt sadness that one as young as this Boy had to go to the Ground but he knew that it would be for the best.

As they traveled, the Boy noticed that the trail was always changing. First it was as it was when the Boy had been hurt, then it was as it was when he had been happy. Then it was the time when he had not been born. Soon he saw things that he did not recognize. The Boy became more close to Wind Horse, for he began to fear.

Wind Horse had seen the times and had seen the Boy and his life. He had felt the feelings of the Boy. Wind Horse knew that if he continued this ride, he would not be free any more. For the feelings that the Boy felt were now becoming the feelings of Wind Horse. For Wind Horse was the last of his race, the race of Horses that would feel the feelings of the rider.

Should the rider remain on the Horse of Wind, he would share the fate of the rider, for then a bond would be made that would not and could not be broken. Wind Horse knew of this bond, and as a result, always put off the rider before any bond was made. This time, Wind Horse knew this would be his last rider.

As they traveled, the Boy began to talk to Wind Horse and Wind Horse listened. He listened to the hopes of the Boy that someday he would run with the leaves that blew across the ground. He listened as the Boy wished for someone to care and love the Boy who had the bad leg. As Wind Horse listened, he began to feel the love for the Boy that the Boy had wanted to give a friend.

"Yes," Wind Horse thought, "This is my last ride for I have found one that needs the feelings that I can give. Since I am the last of my race, I will spend the rest of my time with the one that can and will give the feelings that I need."

Wind Horse turned his head and nuzzled the Boy's head. He began to slow, for the end of the journey was near. The Boy looked up and saw the home of those who had gone before. He realized that his journey was the last one he would ever make. He began to feel fear. But as the Horse stopped to let the Boy down, the Boy realized that he had two good legs and that all his wounds, hunger, need, and hurt were gone. The Horse made no move to leave and the Boy knew that the Horse had also made his last journey.

Wind Horse had never brought his riders to the Hunting Ground, so he was not familiar with the place. He had a new world to explore and he had a friend to explore it with. As Wind Horse and the Boy walked into their new world, the Indian People felt a great sadness. Even though the People could not know what was happening, the feeling of great loss and unhappiness was all around. Wind Horse could hear their cries of despair, but he knew that with the passing of many suns and moons, they would soon forget him and his race.

Wind Horse had made his last journey. He would miss all his travels and the friends that he had made and helped along the way. He prayed to the Great Spirit to send a reminder to the Indian People of the friendship that he and the Indian People had shared. And with Wind Horse's prayer, the Horse was given to the Indian People as friends.
~~~~~~~~~

This is just a bit of my folklore, heritage, and art I wished to share.
Planet 3 was too fast for me!!! There are some photos I only want to share
without comments, just for you to see and enjoy. This artwork is special
to me and what it symbolizes; Love.

Aloha,
Moanalani :)

BODY PAINTING

The Eagle of Freedom

0, that Eagle of Freedom! when cloud upon cloud
Swathed the sky of my own native land with a shroud,
When lightnings gleamed fiercely, and thunderbolts rung,
How proud to the tempest those pinions were flung!
Though the wild blast of battle rushed fierce through the air
With darkness and dread, still the eagle was there;
Unquailing, still speeding, his swift flight was on,
Till rainbow of peace crowned the victory won.

0, that Eagle of Freedom! age dims not his eye,
He has seen earth's mortality spring, bloom, and die!
He has seen the strong nations rise, flourish, and fall,
He mocks at Time's changes, he triumphs o'er all;
He has seen our own land with forests o'erspread,
He sees it with sunshine and joy on its head;
And his presence will bless this his own chosen clime,
Till the Archangel's fiat is set upon time.

© Alfred B. Street

I Rise......

Good night my angel time to close you eyes
And save these questions for another day
I think I know what you've been asking me
I think you know what I've been trying to say

I promised I would never leave you
And you should always know
Where ever you may go
No matter where you are
I never will be far away...

A Man With His Story...It's Time For A Self-Portrait

Andrea Costa Photography

Float On...

What are you doing
for the rest of your life?
We could watch the stars at night,
twinkling high above.
'Cause I promise you,
for the rest of your life
I will be there by your side,
I will be your love.
What are you doing
for the rest of your life?
If you believe in destiny
then how can you not see
that I'll be with you
for the rest of your life.
Someday you will realize
we were meant to be.
Time flies on guilded wings
and faith in my heart it sings,
but I just have to know one thing...
What are you doing
for the rest of your life?
Cold I be the only one
to know this part of you?
And you will find,
for the rest of your life
that I will love you
for the rest of mine.
Yes I will love you
for the rest of mine...

La`iekawai~The Goddess of Hawaii's Rainbows

ROMANCE OF LAIEIKAWAI

Laie-i-ka-wai and her twin sister Laie-lohelohe are born at Laie on Oahu of Kahauokapaka the father, chief of the northern lands of the island, and Malaekahana the mother. Since the father has vowed to let no daughter born to his wife live until she bears him a son, the mother conceals the birth of the twins and gives them to her own relatives to rear, Laie-lohelohe to Ka-puka-i-haoa to bring up at the heiau at Ku-kani-loko, and Laie-i-ka-wai to Waka, who first hides her in a cave near Laie which can be reached only by diving into the pool which conceals the entrance, and then takes her to the uplands of Puna. Here she builds a tapu house for her ward thatched with bird feathers, and gives her birds to wait upon her and mists to hide her from the sight of men until such time as a suitable lover shall appear to make her his wife.

The first whose suit seems acceptable is Kauakahi-ali‘i, ruling chief of Kauai and husband of Ka-ili-o-ka-lau-o-ke-koa (Skin like the leaf of the koa). The reappearance of his wife whom he had mourned for dead prevents the appointed meeting, but on his return to Kauai he relates the adventure and the young chiefs of that island are stirred by the story. Aiwohikupua meets her nightly in dream and goes to woo her, but even the presence of his four sweet-scented kupua sisters, named after the four varieties of maile vine whose scent they inherit, cannot shake her refusal. Enraged by the insult, he abandons the sisters in the forest. His fifth and favorite sister, Ka-hala-o-mapuana (The fragrant hala blossom) refuses to abandon them. Through her clever management she attracts the attention of Laie-i-ka-wai and the five are adopted as sisters and made the guardians of Paliuli. They drive off their brother upon his second attempt to win the chiefess, and a guardian mo‘o named Kiha-nui-lulu-moku (Great mo‘o shaking the island) completes his discomfiture. Another and more favored young chief from Kauai named Hauailike is also expelled by the watchful youngest sister.

Waka now arranges a match with Ke-kalukalu-o-ke-wa, younger brother of Ka-ili-o-ka-lau-o-ke-koa and successor with her to Kauakahi as ruling chief of Kauai. Just as the formal marriage (hoao) is about to be consummated, a young rascal from Puna named Hala-aniani, aided by his sorceress sister, carries her off on his surfboard in place of the legitimate lover. Waka finds them sleeping together and abandons the girl in a rage, stripping her of mist and bird guardians and of the house thatched with feathers whose protection her loose conduct has forfeited. The five sisters and the great mo‘o, however, refuse to abandon their mistress. Since the Kauai chief has made her twin sister Laie-lohelohe his wife in place of their disgraced mistress, they determine to retrieve her fortunes by providing a more splendid match, and the clever youngest sister is despatched, with the great mo‘o as carrier, to fetch their oldest brother who lives as a god in a tapu house in the very center of the sun in the highest heavens. While she is away on this errand the group leave Paliuli and travel about the island and, meeting an old family guardian and seer named Hulu-maniani, make their home with him as adopted daughters at Honopuwai-akua on Kauai.

Throughout the course of the story this old seer (kaula) has been following around the islands after the rainbow sign which hovers over the place where Laie-i-ka-wai is hidden, determined to make this new divinity his chief and thus provide for his own old age.

Ka-onohi-o-ka-la (Eyeball of the sun) looks favorably upon his sister's proposal and, putting off his nature as a god, he descends to earth, strips the enemies of Laie-i-ka-wai of their lands and power and, leaving Ke-kalukalu-o-ke-wa and the twin sister rulers over Kauai, gives to each of the sisters rule over one of the other islands of the group and takes Laie-i-ka-wai up on a rainbow to live with him in Ka-hakaekaea.

All goes well until, on one of his visits to earth to see that all goes well there, he notices the budding beauty of his sister-in-law. He presses his attentions and succeeds in securing her. His wife in the heavens wonders what important affairs keep him so long on earth. In the temple at Kahakaekaea stands the gourd Lau-ka-palili which reveals to one who looks within what is going on below. Laie-ika-wai discovers her husband's infidelity and reports him to his parents, who live with her in the heavens. They banish him to become a wandering spirit, the first lapu (ghost) in Hawaii. Laie-i-ka-wai returns to earth and lives like a god with her sister. Today she is worshiped as Ka-wahine-o-ka-liula (Lady of the twilight, mist, or mirage).

August 27, 2010 Mother Teresa Tribute

The miracle is not that we do this work, but that we are happy to do it.
Let us touch the dying, the poor, the lonely and the unwanted according
to the graces we have received and let us not be ashamed or slow to
do the humble work.
~Mother Teresa

Let us more and more insist on raising funds of love, of kindness,
of understanding, of peace. Money will come if we seek first the
Kingdom of God - the rest will be given.
I am a little pencil in the hand of a writing God who is sending a
love letter to the world.
~Mother Teresa

I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can
be no more hurt, only more love.
Every time you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to
that person, a beautiful thing.
It is easy to love the people far away. It is not always easy to
love those close to us. It is easier to give a cup of rice to relieve
hunger than to relieve the loneliness and pain of someone unloved
in our own home. Bring love into your home for this is where our
love for each other must start.
~Mother Teresa

Selena - I could fall in love

MARCEL THE SHELL WITH SHOES ON on Vimeo by Dean Fleischer-Camp

MARCEL THE SHELL WITH SHOES ON on Vimeo by Dean Fleischer-Camp
Originally uploaded by THROUGH_HAWAIIAN_EYES

MARCEL THE SHELL WITH SHOES ON from Dean Fleischer-Camp on Vimeo.

Shakira-Whenever, Wherever

One of my favorite artists....

I see the face of an old woman above the fireworks and to the left in the smoke.

Cinderella
♪♫♫ She spins and she sways
To whatever song plays
Without a care in the world
And I'm sitting here wearing
The weight of the world on my shoulders

It's been a long day
And there's still work to do
She's pulling at me
Saying "Dad, I need you

There's a ball at the castle
And I've been invited
And I need to practice my dancing
Oh, please, Daddy, please?"

So I will dance with Cinderella
While she is here in my arms
'Cause I know something the prince never knew
Oh, I will dance with Cinderella
I don't want to miss even one song
'Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight
And she'll be gone...

She says he's a nice guy and I'd be impressed
She wants to know if I approve of the dress
She says, "Dad, the prom is just one week away
And I need to practice my dancing
Oh, please, Daddy, please?"

So I will dance with Cinderella
While she is here in my arms
'Cause I know something the prince never knew
Oh, I will dance with Cinderella
I don't want to miss even one song
'Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight
And she'll be gone

She will be gone

Well, she came home today with a ring on her hand
Just glowing and telling us all they had planned
She says, "Dad, the wedding's still six months away
But I need to practice my dancing
Oh, please, Daddy, please?"

So I will dance with Cinderella
While she is here in my arms
'Cause I know something the prince never knew
Oh, I will dance with Cinderella
I don't want to miss even one song
'Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight
And she'll be gone ♪♫♫

~Compassion~
Compassion, compassion.
My earth-compassion
Feeds my sacrifice-flames.
Compassion, compassion.
My Heaven-compassion
Feeds my satisfaction-sun.
Compassion, compassion.
My God-Compassion
Feeds my perfection-goal.
~ Sri Chinmoy~

Pais, filhos, padres, niños...

Makanamaikalani: A Gift from Heaven
Photo by Master Gaucho and Horse Whisperer,
Eduardo Amorim




Ceero Estatuas y cofres
Y paredes pintadas
Nadie sabe que es lo que paso
Ella salto por la ventana del quinto piso
Nada es fácil de entender.

Duerme ahora Uhuuuuu!

Es sólo el viento allá fuera

Quiero amparo
Voy a huir de casa
Puedo dormir aquí con ustedes?
Ando con miedo
Tuve pesadillas
Sólo voy a volver despues de las tres
Mi hijo va a tener
nombre de santo
Quiero el nombre más bonito.

Es preciso amaaar a las personas como si no hubiese mañana
Porque si vos paraaas para pensar
En la verdad no lo hay..

Me dice: porque que el cielo es azul?
Me explica la gran furia del mundo

Son mis hijos que se toman cuenta de mí
Yo vivo con mi mama pero mi papa viene a visitarme
Yo vivo en la calle no tengo a nadie
Yo vivo en cualquier lugar
Ya viví en tanta casa que ni me acuerdo más
Yo vivo con mis padres uhh uhhh

Es preciso amaaar a las personas como si no hubiese mañana
Porque si vos paras para pensar
En la verdad no lo hay
Soy una gota de agua,
un grano de arena
Vos decis que tus padres no te entienden
Pero vos no entiendes a tus padres
Vos culpa a tus padres de todo, y eso es absurdo
Son niños como vos
Son lo que vos vas a ser al crecer?

THIS BITTER EARTH

This bitter earth
Well, what fruit it bears
What good is love
mmmm that no one shares
And if my life is like the dust
oooh that hides the glow of a rose
What good am I
Heaven only knows

Lord, this bitter earth
Yes, can be so cold
Today you're young

Too soon, youre old
But while a voice within me cries
Im sure someone may answer my call
And this bitter earth
Ooooo may not
Oh be so bitter after all

Tempo de refletir

Tempo de refletir
Originally uploaded by Eduardo Amorim

“This life is yours. Take the power to choose what you want to do and do it well. Take the power to love what you want in life and love it honestly. Take the power to walk in the forest and be a part of nature. Take the power to control your own life. No one else can do it for you. Take the power to make your life happy.” Susan Polis Shultz

all those moments...

all those moments...
Originally uploaded by desertdragon

Fallen Soldier All Alone
Fallen Soldier Far From Home.
Trickling Down His Face A Tear,
Forgetting How It Feels To Fear
Death And All It's Fate And Glory.
Now It's Here, No Need To Worry.

Fallen Soldier All Alone
Fallen Soldier Far From Home
He's One Of Those They'll All Forget;
The Life He Lived, The Goals He Set,
The Ones He Loved, The Ones Who Wait
To See His Nearly Forgotten Face.

Fallen Soldier All Alone
Fallen Soldier Far From Home
Now Breathing's Just A Waste Of Breath
And Living's Just A Waste Of Death
As He Searches For A New Address;
A Brand New Home Free Of Loneliness.

Fallen Soldier All Alone
Fallen Soldier Far From Home
Lying Motionless On The Ground,
The Battle Raging All Around.
For Now He Is Not All Alone.
This Fallen Soldier Is Welcomed Home.
~Branden Hidalgo~

FIRE....................

Kalani Robb

Kalani Robb Crop
Originally uploaded by JMALLMANN.COM

How awesome it was for a friend of mine to have met Kalani Robb at a local superstore in Hilo, Hawaii 2 days ago.....He's so incredibly humble. Keep on surfing Kalani, You make Hawaii proud! Aloha Kalani!

The Day The World Stopped on The Official White House Photostream

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Originally uploaded by The White House

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07/14/2010 is the day the trolls took away our
freedom of speech by trashing and speaking ill of
our President of the United States of America and our
First Lady, Mrs. Michelle Obama.

Freedom isn't free. It comes with a heavy price.

Thank you dear trolls, you will never be forgotten for your
disservice to not only America but the world. These threads
were for the enjoyment and pleasure of everyone not just YOU.

Independence Day takes on a whole NEW meaning. You took
away all of OUR Independence here on the Official White House
Photostream. To the photographers, especially my friend,
Mr. Pete Souza, I wish you continued success during your journey
with President Barack Obama. May God Bless America.

Aloha from Hawaii and my heart,
Moanalani Ke`alohilani Roquette
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
2:00 p.m. Hawaii Standard Time

The Winding Road to Ka`u

Next week Tuesday, my husband and I will be driving from Saddle Road to Ka`u which will consume an entire day from early sunrise to late sunset, to see a very special man who has a message for the both of us. The Book of Eli reminded me how precious a journey Eli needed to make against all obstacles to achieve his goal in reaching his destination in the end. Minus the language and violence in this movie, it has a significant message. The only other movie that moved me spiritually was, "The Green Mile." Faith isn't faith until it is all you are holding on to.....Believe.

Flowers are the Spark of the Dancing Flames

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Originally uploaded by Jón Pálma

Staring at a speck on the horizon
Mind empty, totally blank
Sitting and waiting for that thing to happen
The flint to spark, the spark to ignite
In a flurry of madness, a thousand flames
Dancing in the moonlight under
The hanging stars, tied up to the sky
Ropes round their necks, their tears sparkling
Shining down on this seemingly pointless world
There’s nothing going on down here
Except me and my brain sat in intellectual
Hysteria, won’t someone come and save me from myself
I’m waiting for that thing to happen, sitting and waiting
For someone to find my lost soul
Wake me up from my conscious coma
Come a’ searching from over the hill’s horizon
To find me, get me out of my trance and
Save me from myself: you look lost…

Flickr Hangovers on a Monday Morning! LOL!

I just can see it now! How many of us love our friends on flickr and even at work we are sneaking in every minute during our breaks and lunches
a few minutes on flickr. This is where we leave our insane life and come to our sanctuary amongst our friends. Monday morning blues has an entire meaning when we are flickr addicts. This comic was found by happenstance. It was perfect and I hand painted the primary colours to give it more life. This truly is a Flickr Monday morning blues!

Celebrate America! [EXPLORED]

Celebrate America! [EXPLORED]
Originally uploaded by SpencerLynnProductions