I 'hit' the last two pages because I've only got a moment. Interesting times...I say. You too? Yes.

Grace Paley- yes. I remember her prose about a handful of Earth. Precious earth.

Also: Somewhere it is written...The toxic (money making) chemicals the corporate greed-feeders douse upon the earthen firmament...

"What kills a weed-seed will eventually kill you." I paraphrased...I agree. Yep. It is called filthy lucre!

Then:

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The Mighty Earth. from Rig Veda V.84

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1- The mighty burden of the mountains' bulk

rest; Earth, upon your shoulders; rich in torrents,

you germinate the seed with quickening power.

2- Our hymns of praise resounding now invoke you,

O far flung Earth, the bright one.

Like a neighing steed you drive abroad your storm clouds.

3- You in your sturdy strength hold fast the forrest,

clamping the trees all firmly to the ground,

when rains and lightening issue from the clouds.

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P.S. I saw the most beautiful colorful rainbow. I came here to a neighbor to excitedly tell about it...The neighbor said, "You should carry one of those disposable instamatic cameras." I thought, Ah, huh! Why buy a camera and throw it away?

sysprog, the clam shells are cemented shut with Super-Glue? I wonder why nature does not use Duck-Tape on the oyster shells? I guess She could not use invisible tape because She could not find the Invisible brand of Scotch-Tape?

I love watching seagulls. Squauk.

Anyway- Keep shineing light on the filth.

Bon jour ya' sure can cause people to get hungry for the sweet truth and buttered bread of Life!

Bless you.

Defabrique Beurre.

Butter melts fast on the steaming chard greenery.

What a pity to be a great big fat lier and a fraud.

Thanks, Cliff Butter.