“The saddest aspect of life right now is that science gathers knowledge faster than society gathers wisdom” (Isaac Asimov) on the path least traveled..

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..just letting the heart do the talking while the fingers do the walking while being different, being me… 🙂

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( “I do not do, say or write something to been seen or heard… I do, say or write something because it needed to be done, said or written…” , no nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life 🙂 )

Hello Diary,

It is September 12, 2019 and sharing some thoughts on a day, like every day, will become a memory…. 🙂 were going to share these thoughts yesterday but circumstances prevented me from doing so… but, there is never a right or wrong time… 🙂

“What difference does it make to the dead, the orphans and the homeless, whether the mad destruction is wrought under the name of totalitarianism or in the holy name of liberty or democracy?” Mahatma Gandhi

“Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired, signifies in the final sense a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed.” Dwight D. Eisenhower

Maybe No More Children Will Die

I set here looking at the news
The powers wanted peace they say,
And while they spoke, bombs were dropped
20 children died that day!

What’s wrong with this idea?
Why not give PEACE a try,
Let’s give it a go, everyone
Maybe no more children will die

Smiles on their faces, while shaking hands
Arms deals for defense would come into play,
A bomb went off in a crowded market
10 children died that day.

What’s wrong with this idea?
Why not give a world with LOVE a try,
Let’s give it a go, everyone
Maybe no more children will die

A war to end all wars, they said
Yet to war they always return,
Death, destruction, suffering and pain
Won’t they every learn?

What’s wrong with this idea?
Let’s give LEARNING a try,
Let’s give it a go, everyone
Maybe no more children will die.

Anger versus anger, hate versus hate
Seeds sown by war at home and away,
Starvation , sickness, a mother in tears
More and more children die every day.

What’s wrong with this idea?
Why not give PEACE, LOVE and LEARNING a try,
Let’s give it a go, everyone
Maybe no more children will die.
( Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“I gave all those (all races, gender, beliefs, religion) from all countries that perished in the Towers a time of thought and remembrance… but now it is time to move on, not live in the shadows of 9/11….. I cannot change the past, but I can help determine the future… I cannot help the dead but I can help the living.. (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

And here on the path the living have hope… 🙂

Hope is a feather floating in a bright blue sky
Hope is that sparkle that shines in your eyes.
Hope is a butterfly fluttering on the wind
Hope is good times spent with family and friends.

Hope is a newborn baby’s cry
Hope is a Mother’s lullaby.
Hope is the rainbow after a rain
Hope is the harvest of golden grain.

Hope is the light that keeps darkness at bay
Hope is the breeze on a hot summer day.
Hope is ever present and free of cost
Hope is the last thing ever lost.

Hope is staying positive when the going gets tough
Hope is seeking help when you feel you’ve had enough.
Hope is recovery from simmering sorrow
Hope is believing in a brighter tomorrow.
(Linda Hotger)

Listen to the children, Diary…

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7 thoughts on ““The saddest aspect of life right now is that science gathers knowledge faster than society gathers wisdom” (Isaac Asimov) on the path least traveled..

    • Thank you for visiting!!.. 🙂

      “Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul – and sings the tunes without the words – and never stops at all.” Emily Dickinson

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  1. I feel great hope when I see young students campaign to raise awareness and action on global warming. I also feel hope when I see sports fans holding banners welcoming immigrants. Maybe we need to speak more of examples where society gathers wisdom. Great post Dutch.

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  2. Your poetry moved me immensely, Dutch. May I share one of mine with you?

    ELUSIVE PEACE
    © 2018 Barbara Grace Lake

    In time of war when still a child
    I dreamt intense unbidden dreams,
    Of rain-slick sidewalks full of holes
    Foul demons pushed till I fell through
    On each dark night I dreamt this dream
    Till screams that I alone could hear
    Would leave me sweating, cold, awake

    As war compels, no matter when
    A nation’s needless cost in men
    Who fight and die in dubious quest
    A child I was but still I knew
    The horrors of a home’s collapse
    Exploding guns, and bodies torn
    Of men who’d not see home again

    But in the end a morning comes
    To bring into the world new warmth
    To damaged cities, countrysides
    Restored if given long enough
    If given growth and peace to grow
    where children dream of candy floss
    Encradled safely in their beds.

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