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• 9/21/2008 11:01 AM Kat Solomon wrote:
  have you heard this song before my friend?
  
  
  why is it that people justify war through creating a good and an evil. and when the children are killed on any side it's treated like this "those are the casualities of war, it's sad but unavoidable".
  sickening really.
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  1. 9/21/2008 7:01 PM Jesus Crisis wrote:
     
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• 9/21/2008 11:14 AM Chris wrote:
  Peace my friend....
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  1. 9/21/2008 7:02 PM Jesus Crisis wrote:
     
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     1. 9/21/2008 8:43 PM Christina wrote:
        One of my favorites... Thanks.
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• 9/21/2008 11:30 AM The Minister- Church of Crisis wrote:
  
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  1. 9/21/2008 7:07 PM Jesus Crisis wrote:
     
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• 9/21/2008 11:55 AM joy leftow wrote:
  Very cool my man
  very cool!
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  1. 9/21/2008 7:10 PM Jesus Crisis wrote:
     
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• 9/21/2008 11:56 AM joy leftow wrote:
  Very cool my man
  very cool!
  
  If you want peace don't protest war, promote peace!
  This is the way of the word warriors - I join you in the promotion of peace.
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  1. 9/21/2008 7:27 PM Jesus Crisis wrote:
     
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• 9/21/2008 2:30 PM Susan wrote:
  Amen. I second all that you said. Why aren't you in charge of this world? We would be a lot better off.
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  1. 9/21/2008 4:34 PM Terese wrote:
     What she said.
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  2. 9/21/2008 7:38 PM Jesus Crisis wrote:
     Maybe I'd be corrupt too if I had that much power.  I'd hope not.  But it's possible.
     
     
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     1. 9/21/2008 8:05 PM Susan wrote:
        I would venture to guess that if you can come out of a prison with the values that you have now, that even if you had all the power available to the upper echelon you would still be fair and true to yourself and to others. I would just be willing to bet on that...
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• 9/21/2008 6:43 PM Dianne Borsenik wrote:
  CLOSER TO THEE
  
  The rhythms of a million tribes
  infuse the human breast,
  and where the lions lay their heads,
  lambs never would have guessed.
  We grieve in vain for misplaced songs,
  conditioned to ignore
  religions that infest the roof,
  and crawl across the floor.
  
  Eviscerated, ossified,
  as cocktail hour nears,
  the gravity of what we've done
  completely disappears.
  The celebrated "world of peace"
  lies buried in the mud,
  prostrated by the human heart--
  
  a fist that's wrapped in blood.
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  1. 9/21/2008 7:17 PM Jesus Crisis wrote:
     wow... hard to follow that powerful poem with a song
     
     
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• 9/21/2008 8:28 PM Tara wrote:
  A very easy and good start would be to treat the people we encounter in everyday life with a bit more dignity and respect. We are asking ourselves to treat people halfway around the world with respect and humanity. Charity begins at home. Lets take the first small step by being a little kinder and more respectful to the people we enconter every day. Once we realise that they are human beings just like us with real feelings, intelligent ideas and valid opinions, then maybe we can evolve to respecting and appreciating all people. It's hard to kill someone that you identify with.
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• 9/21/2008 10:02 PM Susan wrote:
  Totally agree with Tara.
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• 9/22/2008 12:07 AM CharlaXJesus wrote:
  PEACE day TODAY happy PEACES everybody
  poetical liscence plate intact and bloody not really just making poems bleed and funny some of them are true but the namme was changed to protect my innocence WHEW
  The Cost Of Peace
  http://poetrypoem.com/cgi-bin/index.pl?poemnumber=796364&sitename=charlax&password=&poemoffset=0&displaypoem=t&item=poetry
  The Cost Of Peace
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  Not one red dime, not another cent.
  Not a dollar or a cheque do I give to you.
  Not the trillion dollar deficit or is it?
  more?
  All of the oil in the world.
  All of your machines.
  One Person and they immortal soul.
  The pain of a prisoner.
  The freedom of a man.
  The blood on the tree.
  The cost of peace.
  Me.
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• 9/22/2008 7:30 PM Christina wrote:
  Saw this and couldn't pass up posting this!!
  
  
  
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  1. 9/22/2008 8:20 PM Jesus Crisis wrote:
     Great photo!  Reminds me of that Rolling Stone magazine cover featuring the Dixie Chicks:
     
     
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• 9/22/2008 9:43 PM Christina wrote:
  Hey.. I like that photo... some how reminds me of your anti-censorship poem... in a visual form... sort of..
  
  Think theres a potential poem in there somewhere just trying to get out though... naked women and word.. they kind of go together you know....
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