this diary is dedicated to all who suffer because of war
we love and support our troops, just as we love and support the Iraqi people – without exception, or precondition, or judgement.
image and poem below the fold
An Iraqi man mourns sitting next to the body of his realtive, killed in a drive by shooting, in Baghdad, Iraq, Monday Sept.18, 2006, Bombers and gunmen killed eight people in the tense city north east of Baghdad Monday as Iraqi security forces prepared to further tighten security ahead of the holy month of Ramadan, when violence traditionally spikes across Iraq.
(AP Photo/Hadi Mizban)
Space Child
written/performed by Kan’Nal
Mother, Grandmother.
You’re all I ever wanted to uphold.
No, I would never ever let you go.
I’m opening and hoping we can grow.
Earth child with your spaced out eyes.
I Think I recognize you from somewhere.
Don’t we have something to do together?
Like opening the gateway into heaven.
Father, grandfather.
Fire lights the darkness of my soul.
Wash me in the color of the rainbow
and plant me in the waters of the womb.
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The candle that DianeL first lit many months ago, and which has become such an important part of these diaries since, is still available here.
You can copy that image into your own comment (you can leave it on my server), craft your own image, and/or rate this one – not for mojo, but to leave a small mark after taking this moment – as a sign that you know, but do not approve, and are not resigned.
“It is like trying to ignite – to pass on the responsibilities as much as possible to everyone else.” – Ravi Shankar
peace
And the warmongers are beating the war drums on Iraq. See Steven’s front page diary. I’m outa here. Hello island somewhere. Here I come.
Spike in Iraq violence claims 43 lives
Notice how the media doesn’t go into detail???
“An Iraqi man mourns sitting next to the body of his realtive”
could be
An Iraqi man mourns sitting next to the body of his TWELVE YEAR OLD SON
An Iraqi man mourns sitting next to the body of his TWELVE YEAR OLD DISABLED SON
An Iraqi man mourns sitting next to the body of his LAST RELATIVE, HIS TWELVE YEAR OLD SON
An Iraqi man mourns sitting next to the body of his CHILD.
The news is complicit.
Light A Candle For
Peace, Tolerance, Understanding
and For The Children – Innocence Lost,
And The Perpetual Conflict Future We Have Given Them!
By Willem Marx, Harper’s. Posted September 18, 2006.
SNIP, you can read rest HERE
You can also listen to an interview with Willem at the following:
Former Intern on Planting Iraq Stories for U.S. Military
Talk of the Nation, September 11, 2006
Anthrax-Any Idea’s On Whom??
{Does someone with a last name starting with R have any knowledge of this forgotten Terrorist Act!!}
William Fisher | The Third Rail of Bush’s Dictionary