When Can I Die? Please

I was born 97 years ago. It has been a good life.

I haven't suffered much.

As I look back it seems the world tried

to teach me how

to be a good person.

I wanted more.

I wanted to a success

famous even.

I doubt I made it even as a good person.

You'll never amount to anything

I was told by one of my aunts.

Her children were raised to be perfect.

I didn't want that.

Girls I supposed to be perfect

not thanked for their efforts

or talents.

They just have to be beyond

anyones notice

seen and not heard

not published

not a star

not even a sex object.

However its unmentioned

but likely

they must be quietly submitting

to whatever anyone and everyone

expects from them.

 

The Palestinian Nose

It's not spectacular

but it is distinct

how can I explain?

Those who have the long thin nose

that enlarges and widens at the bottom

close to the lips

indicates the passage of time

quietly breathing in and out

passed down from parent to child

for as long as the people of 

Palestine 

have been here

you will notice those who are determined

will not give up

or brag the important work

they are dedicated to do

quietly without fanfare

but they finish the task.

Trying to Wake Up

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I am so humbled by white ignorance when it comes to USA politics.

 

The World And All Its Inhabitants

...need care, trust and nurture by education.

The people who are emotionally trapped in a particular belief, need emotional support. A sense of community among other intelligent communities.

We need to know what our family and neighbours think.

Not just the paid for slogans. But what we think when we try to go to sleep. 

Is it believable when it sounds too neat and tidy?

When someone cries while they try to explain how they are feeling? 

When their hometown has been invaded by hate and they are afraid to go out?

Has your world been targeted by suspicious slogans?

Are you afraid to express an opinion which is not shared in the newspaper or posters?

Do you have anyone you can talk to honestly without fear of being shot?

How can we work together to save this world?

We don't have to convince everyone. All we need are humans who do not want this planet to be destroyed.

We don't have to argue over details or plans. We do have to pledge to ourselves that from now on, we don't have to raise thousands of dollars at this point, we don't have to compete with others to select one idea. There are many ideas floating within our imagination. This is not a competition. This is an opportunity to work creatively with one another.

Yes there will be egos who think they have to create an airtight plan. We don't need to be really clever. We don't have to be saviours.

We don't have to create a brilliant new invention. We don't have to be heroes. We don't have to win.

We could gather with friends, workers, artists and dreamer and create a plan for the future, not for the individual ego, not to impress others with our intelligence. We just need to be open and honest with others, think of ideas that work. Then when we begin create ways of working together. Not everyone. Just a few. A committee of willing people, share ideas honestly. Share ideas, thoughts, hopes, strengths and concerns. Be respectful, care for our home, communicate with each other.

Send email to janetvickers@shaw.ca.

 

My People

 

are humans. They sometimes walk on two legs or sit in a wheelchair. My people are curious about other people. Interested in their points of view.

My people are not just Christian, Unitarian, Catholic, Muslim or Jew.  My people are curious. We want to know what you think, how you feel, what you believe and what you do not believe. My people feel pain when we hear others being put down or judged unfairly. My people value the very young and the very old. All genders. 

And my people like philosophy and philosophers and free thinkers and healers. We like the warmth of company. We love children and senior citizens.

poem by Danielle Moodie. https://daniellemoodie.substack.com

He Killed her.

She Was a Woman.

He Killed her. 

She Was a Mother. 

He Killed Her.

She Was a Wife.

He Killed Her.

She Was a Daughter.

He Killed Her.

She Was a Citizen.

He Killed Her.

She Was an Activist.

He Killed her. 

She Was Seeing.

He Killed Her.

She Was Bearing Witness. 

He Killed Her.

She Was Activated.

He Killed Her.

She was Good.

HE KILLED HER.

SHE IS ALL OF US.

—DAM

 

Why Are You Feeling Blah!

 https://substack.com/home/post/p-180630416

Why can't you get your manuscript published?

There is a war on good ideas and examples of human intelligence.

Or wise and profound ideas.

Is it because so many people write and too many MS are sent to publishers?

Or is it because we have  ditched the idea of quality?

I believe it's because we live in a time when only bling impresses. You know, big diamonds, fabulous fashions, shocking beauty, perfect bodies - you know things that show off how extraordinary you are.

I think we have become overwhelmed with ourselves. It's more of a yawn. We are in danger of having become so successful we can't believe it. It' just another yawn.