Mothers and Children

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One thing about life that is both fair and unfair is that we do not sign up for the job. At least as far as we know, we just arrive in whatever form we arrive: human, animal, or some other living consciousness. But what seems common is that those of us who survive had someone to look over us and to teach us.In the aggressive jungles and plains of Africa it is the mothers who have stepped up to give us life. This piece is a tribute to them. I talk no more.


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We as humans and our primate cousins seem to have evolved so that we need friends, companions, and even soul mates, if we're lucky.

Sometimes we never find them. Or sometimes they go away. That leaves us alone. Sometimes it is easy to be alone. And sometimes it is not.

 


My Plans

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Are to go downwind for awhile
Then to go crosswind for a bit
After that I hope to go upwind
For a short time
And then turn suddenly east.


Notes From the Field

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Just before I go to strange countries, my thoughts tend to focus on obscure things.

These are a few bits of thoughts I have collected on raggedy bits of paper from different places at different times: mostly before stepping into the unknown………


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Walking the back streets of Paris behind the back streets, that were those streets that had been back streets behind other back streets, I saw this:

For no particular reason this house caught my attention. I don't know about you, but when my attention is caught it tends to get caught. So I stepped a little closer to see the the plaque on the house:


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These photographs of the current flooding in Bangkok are from The Atlantic magazine website and show some stark moments of survival and life:

Optimism has strange ways of revealing itself:

And yet beauty can sometimes jump into the cruellest of places:



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About This Place…

"This website is dedicated to the many people of the Democratic Republic of the Congo who have suffered and died."

 

The writer was a journalist, prosecutor, and Canadian soldier who is now trying to help the people who live in the DR Congo.

 

The photographs and the commentary here are solely those of the writer and his pet dog named "Bark." The United Nations and MONUSCO have nothing to do with this website.

Similarly, the township of Puskokum in eastern Tennessee is equally not interested.