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Work 4 Peace,Hold All Life Sacred,Eliminate Violence! I am on my mobile version of the door-to-door, going town-to-town holding readings/gatherings/discussions of my book “But What Can I Do?” This is my often neglected blog mostly about my travels since 9/11 as I engage in dialogue and actions. It is steaming with my opinions, insights, analyses toward that end of holding all life sacred, dismantling the empire and eliminating violence while creating the society we want ALL to thrive in.

 

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I got a late start this morning, mostly due to the cold but also looking working out and finding a place to charge my battery. My solar has issues and
There was a time in my life – actually a few times – when I refused to drive through Texas. Way back when I was driving around the country with my partner, we were malevolently introduced to the “Sundown Laws” by menacing white men
I did find a Krogers in Texas but much to my chagrin, there were no cut-up watermelon or any fruit at all. One of my staple road foods. When I found a red-headed white male employee and asked him about where the cut-up fruit was, he informed me that they used to have an entire department of employees
I intended to leave Atlanta yesterday but got caught up once again in my daughter’s extremely busy life. My help was needed until she returned home from her job that allows us all to fly free (except for her work hours) around the country – standby, but free. So I’m happy to help for that reason as well. So finally
My new paint job on the back of my truck! I’ll be heading across the country from Atlanta to
Leaving Ikenne after four days and heading back to Lagos. We’ve pretty much given up
Almost full moon over Ikenne, Nigeria – and sun set
In December of 1999, I purchased a new Isuzu box truck for my business buying and selling old thingz, almost a year and 9 months before 9/11. When 9/11 happened, I quickly painted on the back of my truck “Thou Shalt Not Kill” in big letters and underneath in smaller letters: “unless securing 60% of the world’s resources
Last night, we flew from Lagos, by way of Ikenne, to Abuja, the ‘new’ capitol of Nigeria. It is not only very obvious
Even though I know that the country I live in has not created or even desired to create the society and culture promised to alledgedly all of us, that I want us all to thrive in; even though several times over the past 7 decades I’ve had the terribly strong urge to flee and seek out a better, more compatible community,