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Good Morning USA

July 4, 2015

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by Dahni
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GoodMornUSA

Good Morning USA,

What’s offending, You today?

 

Is it that these three, barely exist

or that a remnant, still persist?

Is it that WE do NOT know each other

or WE are impatient, for it all to smother?

Is it that WE were ever united

or the fire has been ignited?

 

From 1776 and 1789, for 239 and 226 years respectively

Through hell and back, these three have stood collectively

Are all just separate relics of the past, WE’d just soon forget

Are all meaningless scraps of paper and cloth, We surely and sorely regret?

 

Good Morning USA,

What’s offending, You today?

 

Is it that WE’ve traded, for all our wants and security

or that we deserve NOT— Life, Happiness and Liberty?

 

Good Morning USA,

What’s offending, You today?

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Fragile Whispers

July 4, 2014

by Dahni

© 2014, all rights reserved

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In the midst of this, our 238th year of Independence, on this fourth of July, I am reminded and reflect upon the costs of the many freedoms, many here in the United States, enjoy.

In the midst of our pomp and circumstance, parades and parties, pyrotechnics and the propensity toward a plethora of pleasurable activities that many will enjoy today, there remain, many that will not.

In the midst of our celebrations, the fury of nature has left many with joy-interuptus’, changed plans, stranded and forced to deal with the havoc of hurricane Arthur.

In the midst of remembrance of our birth of Liberty, and Freedoms in this country, there are many that are far from home, in foreign lands that will to die and some have and some will die, to defend ideas. Ideas such as a republic, a democratic process, equality, and rights among these as: “Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness.”

In the midst of these, I am reminded and reflect upon histories long ago that these are not new ideas nor do they represent some finished and completed work, wrought and won in times past, but ever present hopes and dreams, of every man, woman and child, the world over. These precious ideas, ever remain fragile and like whispers, with always the possibility that they could vanish from the face of the earth and without a sound to the human ear or heart; forgotten and to be never recalled in the memory of HOPE.

I am reminded and reflect upon that from these many histories, these fragile whispers were almost nonexistent in the backdrop of insurmountable odds, vast numbers of opposition and even the fury and the ravages of nature. Our present WE, was born thousands of years ago, during many empires of the ancient world; in Greece and Rome, civilizations built and which thrived upon these fragile whispers and only endured until, the fragile was trodden under dust and the whispers were silenced. The costs of freedom have always been high and ever will be. Sometimes these fragile whispers were lost, but not forgotten, for you cannot silence the unspoken desires of every man, woman and child, from the beginning of human-kind upon this earth until the last breath of the very last soul.

I am reminded and reflect upon the reasons or the WHY, for conflicts and perils endured. Not numbers, not technology, not superior intellect, luck, nature’s cooperation, training, skill, or discipline – each separate or all together combined, could not answer; cannot answer. These merely may play, some minor part, but something else propelled and will propel, hope against  all hope. Search your own heart and you will answer, Love of Life, Love of Liberty, and the Freedom to Think, to Pursue Happiness!

I am reminded and reflect upon HOW any of these ends could have ever been or ever shall be enjoyed in part or full by all, by many or by any. Search your heart and you will answer, Unity of Purpose!

I am reminded and reflect upon that during conflicts and perils, many, many men and women stood shoulder to shoulder and that they were men and women of many different backgrounds, languages, color of skin, cultures, states and colonies, villages and hamlets that for their individual Love of Liberty and with Unity of Purpose, they became each other’s brother and sister. But I am also reminded and reflect upon that behind them stood men, women and children of equal Love of Liberty and with equal Unity of Purpose, they became the families of Family, husbands, wives, fathers and mothers, brothers, sons, sisters and daughters. These families would bare more sons and daughters; they would be the children to rise and fall and to continue!

I am reminded and reflect upon that through these struggles there have been many losses and defeats, but  “…right temporarily defeated is stronger than evil triumphant.”

I am reminded and reflect upon that today, my wife and other family members are safe from the ravages of hurricane Arthur and are safely on their way home. I enjoy relative good health. I have a roof over my head, food and drink, and many freedoms, but there are many that do not. Am I therefore free? How can I be when there is anyone in the world that is not? I cannot!

I am reminded and reflect upon the idea that no matter the outcome of conflicts and perils, I still hold that which no one can take, steal or destroy, my Freedom of Thought! I have the audacity to believe that peoples everywhere can have three meals a day for their bodies, education and culture for their minds, and dignity, equality and freedom for their spirits. I believe that what self-centered men [and women] have torn down, men [and women] other-centered, can build up.”

I am reminded and reflect upon the ideas that conflicts and perils so great, so long and so lasting, so continuing, yet still, nothing can stop the idea of Liberty that cries within every heart and as a barbaric yawp from every voice, and yet it cannot long endure, without Unity of Purpose.

I am reminded and reflect upon that even with Unity of Purpose, and the Love of Life, the Love of Liberty and the Love to Pursue Happiness, none of these can be or ever are, sufficient to claim these things for all to enjoy, without the proper foundation to drive them and make them a reality! “Sooner or later all the people of the world will have to discover a way to live together in peace, and thereby transform this pending cosmic elegy [lament] into a creative psalm of brotherhood [sisterhood]. If this is to be achieved, man must evolve for all human conflict a method which rejects revenge, aggression and retaliation. The foundation of such a method is love.”

On this day, July 4th, 2014, I am reminded and reflect upon these fragile whispers. They remain fragile and they remain, but whispers, for they are not finished. There ever remain forces that would obliterate them. There remain many that have not or do not taste the fruits of equality and unalienable rights. I am not free while any are not free or anyone is not free! And though I may continuously and continually pledge to these ends, my life, any fortune of any real or intrinsic value or influence I may control or access, they are NOT ENOUGH! For I am one. But with others, I become a WE! He or She that will stand for me, are He and She that stand with me. And our individual Love of Life, Love of Liberty, Love of Freedom and Love to Pursue Happiness are NOT enough! For WE must become more than we may be, because of our differences and in spite of our differences. WE must be, Unified in Purpose, but that is not enough either! For WE, must become bound by a foundation of LOVE, for ONE ANOTHER! And then and only then will the fragile whispers become unbreakable cries of victory, for once and for all!

WE the People, United and Undivided is founded by Love! May this foundation,; may this fourth and may this force be with you, within you, for you, in front of you, over you, underneath you, behind you and ever be, by your side!

 

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Dahni,

1 of  WE

 

 
= excerpts from acceptance speech, on the occasion of the award of the Nobel Peace Prize, Oslo, Norway, December 10, 1964, by Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr