Flash Challenge #378 August 13, 2016 - August 20, 2016
If love means never having to say you're sorry, then marriage means always having to say everything twice. - Estelle Getty
More tears are shed over answered prayers than unanswered ones. - Saint Teresa of Avila
I would never die for my beliefs because I might be wrong. - Bertrand Russell
More tears are shed over answered prayers than unanswered ones. - Saint Teresa of Avila
I would never die for my beliefs because I might be wrong. - Bertrand Russell
Flash Challenge #377 July 17, 2016 - August 12, 2016
In I saw a man pursuing the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
"It is futile," I said,
"You can never -"
"You lie," he cried,
And ran on.
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
"It is futile," I said,
"You can never -"
"You lie," he cried,
And ran on.
In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.I said, "Is it good, friend?"
"It is bitter - bitter," he answered;
"But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart."
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.I said, "Is it good, friend?"
"It is bitter - bitter," he answered;
"But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart."
A man said to the universe:
"Sir I exist!"
"However," replied the universe,
"The fact has not created in me
A sense of obligation."
"Sir I exist!"
"However," replied the universe,
"The fact has not created in me
A sense of obligation."
Behold, the grave of a wicked man,
And near it, a stern spirit.
And near it, a stern spirit.
There came a drooping maid with violets,
But the spirit grasped her arm.
"No flowers for him," he said.
The maid wept:
"Ah, I loved him."
But the spirit, grim and frowning:
"No flowers for him."
But the spirit grasped her arm.
"No flowers for him," he said.
The maid wept:
"Ah, I loved him."
But the spirit, grim and frowning:
"No flowers for him."
Now, this is it --
If the spirit was just,
Why did the maid weep?
---Stephen Crane
If the spirit was just,
Why did the maid weep?
---Stephen Crane
Flash Challenge #376 - June 26-July 16, 2016
"When we thus catch life in the very act of rhyming, our inordinate pleasure is a measure, perhaps, of how frightened we really are by the mystery of it's uncharted seas." - Alexander Woollcott
Flash Challenge #375 - June 19-June 25, 2016
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one - Khalil Gibran
Life and death matters, yes. And the question of how to behave in this world, how to go in the face of everything. Time is short and the water is rising - Raymond Carver
There are only three events in a man's life; birth, life, and death; he is not conscious of being born, he dies in pain, and he forgets to live - Jean de la Bruyere
Life and death matters, yes. And the question of how to behave in this world, how to go in the face of everything. Time is short and the water is rising - Raymond Carver
There are only three events in a man's life; birth, life, and death; he is not conscious of being born, he dies in pain, and he forgets to live - Jean de la Bruyere
Flash Challenge #374 - May 25-June 11, 2016
There can be no political revolution, no social revolution, no economic revolution. The only revolution is that of the spirit; it is individual. And if millions of individuals change, then the society will change as a consequence, not vice versa. You cannot change the society first and hope that individuals will change later on. - Osho
When people hurt you over and over, think of them like sand paper. They may scratch and hurt you a bit, but in the end, you end up polished and they end up useless.- unknown
As the new student art the school in mid semester, the shy child was the inevitable target for constang bullying and and he became depressed., I took him for a walk so we could talk frankly. I told him, "You are unable not to learn something from this terrible experience. But you have a choice of which thing you will learn. You can learn how to hurt people. Or you can learn why not to hurt people."
When people hurt you over and over, think of them like sand paper. They may scratch and hurt you a bit, but in the end, you end up polished and they end up useless.- unknown
As the new student art the school in mid semester, the shy child was the inevitable target for constang bullying and and he became depressed., I took him for a walk so we could talk frankly. I told him, "You are unable not to learn something from this terrible experience. But you have a choice of which thing you will learn. You can learn how to hurt people. Or you can learn why not to hurt people."
Flash Challenge #373 - May 22-24, 2016
I object to violence because, when it appears to do good, the good is only temporary; the evil it does is permanent. ~Mohandas K. Gandhi (1869–1948), inYoung India, 1925
All violence is the result of people tricking themselves into believing that their pain derives from other people and that consequently those people deserve to be punished. ~Marshall Rosenberg
There is a great streak of violence in every human being. If it is not channeled and understood, it will break out in war or in madness. ~Sam Peckinpah
We challenge the culture of violence when we ourselves act in the certainty that violence is no longer acceptable, that it's tired and outdated no matter how many cling to it in the stubborn belief that it still works and that it's still valid. ~Gerard Vanderhaar
The man who strikes first admits that his ideas have given out. ~Chinese Proverb
All violence is the result of people tricking themselves into believing that their pain derives from other people and that consequently those people deserve to be punished. ~Marshall Rosenberg
There is a great streak of violence in every human being. If it is not channeled and understood, it will break out in war or in madness. ~Sam Peckinpah
We challenge the culture of violence when we ourselves act in the certainty that violence is no longer acceptable, that it's tired and outdated no matter how many cling to it in the stubborn belief that it still works and that it's still valid. ~Gerard Vanderhaar
The man who strikes first admits that his ideas have given out. ~Chinese Proverb
Flash Challenge #372 - May 15-17, 2016
I live in strange cities and sometimes talk
with strangers about matters strange to me.
~Adam Zagajewski
Remember your birth, how your mother struggled
to give you form and breath. You are evidence of
her life, and her mother’s, and hers.
Remember your father. He is your life, also.
Remember the earth whose skin you are:
red earth, black earth, yellow earth, white earth
brown earth, we are earth
~Joy Harjo
Every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not of the sitter.
~Oscar Wilde
It is a peculiar sensation, this double-consciousness, this sense of always looking at one's self through the eyes of others,
of measuring one's soul by the tape of a world that looks on in amused contempt and pity.
~W.E.B. Dubois
with strangers about matters strange to me.
~Adam Zagajewski
Remember your birth, how your mother struggled
to give you form and breath. You are evidence of
her life, and her mother’s, and hers.
Remember your father. He is your life, also.
Remember the earth whose skin you are:
red earth, black earth, yellow earth, white earth
brown earth, we are earth
~Joy Harjo
Every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not of the sitter.
~Oscar Wilde
It is a peculiar sensation, this double-consciousness, this sense of always looking at one's self through the eyes of others,
of measuring one's soul by the tape of a world that looks on in amused contempt and pity.
~W.E.B. Dubois
Flash Challenge #371 - May 1-3, 2016
Flash Challenge #370 - April 24-26, 2016
Grandma’s only fear
Priceless dirt
Priceless dirt
Flash Challenge #369 - April 17-19, 2016
What came first, the chicken or the knife?
Despite yourself
Happy polyglot
Little bundle of joy who tears up everything
Third string
After all, I look like a mother so I better talk like one
Despite yourself
Happy polyglot
Little bundle of joy who tears up everything
Third string
After all, I look like a mother so I better talk like one
A mime at a funeral, the request of deceased
