Other battles occur right now! Posted by Magic V at October 13, 2023 No comments: Email This BlogThis! Share to X Share to Facebook Share to Pinterest Gaza no longer to be called: "The Happening Place to be?" Posted by Magic V at October 13, 2023 No comments: Email This BlogThis! Share to X Share to Facebook Share to Pinterest It is too much fun, not, not really, but I am having it anyway. Lets party! Posted by Magic V at October 13, 2023 No comments: Email This BlogThis! Share to X Share to Facebook Share to Pinterest It is not a shattered optimism, or a world silenced by violence, stupidity or what ever. It is not just for sadness and fear like ice that we hear. It is the sound of fury, and rain to wash the dirt someday, it is conflict resolved someday somehow, we are better than this, to say to aliens if, we are not this sick, an enemy is doing so much, but beyond us and them is someday. When this world is better, when I can breath better, a better hope, a prayer for us all. Posted by Magic V at October 10, 2023 No comments: Email This BlogThis! Share to X Share to Facebook Share to Pinterest Human beings seem to resist the idea that we are one big family, with no races, nor any truly big differences. That we dream the same kinds of dreams, and want the best, we all long for that better world. Someday. Posted by Magic V at October 10, 2023 No comments: Email This BlogThis! Share to X Share to Facebook Share to Pinterest The dreams to come someday over the rainbow. Posted by Magic V at October 10, 2023 No comments: Email This BlogThis! Share to X Share to Facebook Share to Pinterest About Hamas, this is not Islamic. I have looked at the Koran. Not according to their religion at all. Some cult must be behind their actions. Posted by Magic V at October 10, 2023 No comments:

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