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Learning to Whisper

Your opinion counts, your voice should be heard.

Didn’t it all start with The Word...

...but it all seems one sided, there’s only one point of view

and it coincided that the loudest was you.

I didn’t hear the voices of those struggling for breath

Those trapped in a life worse than death.

I heard their screams; I heard their pain

but you can’t call for peace without being slain?

It’s nothing to do with me nothing at all.

I don’t even know why it’s called the wailing wall...

It’s not my business why should I care,

I’ve got no intention of even visiting there...

but...

I’ve learned a few things because I want to understand

and I learned the British gave Israel a big helping hand

and when I say hand I mean money, tools, tanks,

knowledge of how to keep people in ranks,

British class systems & Indian caste systems, who's better, who's best

and, by interpreting scriptures ensured the locals failed each and every test.

And as I learned I

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Sarah’s Hug

I found a hug inside a box and decorated it for a friend, then I decorated some more and sent them to family and friends.

In the process of creating these ‘hugs’ I drew...emotions then I covered the emotions in the hug by drawing over those with new emotions and it was fine. I didn’t mind.

As I was creating one of these hugs I started covering something, Sarah (my wife) saw this happening and made an ‘aww’ sound...I understood why; the thing that was being covered was nice and it would be gone...I didn’t mind but I understood her reaction and thought it would be good, in future, to catalogue the process to show the covered love.

I had decorated a hug for Sarah but hadn’t really been happy with the finished ‘hug’ cos I hadn’t really finished it, I was over-excited about posting one I had finished and wanted to ‘try it out’ on Sarah before posting the finished one to Sue.

So I decided to make a special hug for Sarah.

One that’s