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• Tuesday, October 04th, 2016

America every child dream
Every country every child dream
Global children dream
Without healthy clean air
Without healthy clean water
And without healthy pure nature energy food
World what kind of dream could be
Modern technology and world science what is your dream tomorrow for today

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• Friday, May 20th, 2011

1
Osama Bin Laden is dead
Why dead?
Life is so much better than death
Killing and history of killing and death has not brought any luck to this world yet and it won’t
I mean luck to the entire world – the poor the middle class and the healthy deserving rich
2
Today, Osama Bin Laden is dead
Sad history doesn’t change and it will repeat itself
What was planted yesterday grows today
Tomorrow, it will bloom
And the day after tomorrow it will blossom
Beautiful world, it is very sad, “Who is leading us all for too long, far away, far away from God’s name and his beautiful Nature’s health and healthy days?”
3
Always too late
World, we follow yesterday
Yes, we follow yesterday, the past
The unhealthy history, the past
The unhealthy history’s deadly revenge
Yes world, far away from God’s name
Like the foam of the sea’s surface
Silently we humans are drifting away too far for too long

4
Osama Bin Laden is dead
And can help only the dead
But the dead never did, cannot, and will not help this world
World, stop following yesterday, the past
The deadly promises over and over again
Please, stop planting for yesterday
Please plant for tomorrow and the days after tomorrow
Plant life’s respect and love

5
Never too late
Tomorrow will bloom
The day after tomorrow will blossom
Please, don’t plant hate
World wisdom, please plant respect and love
Definitely, love will grow bloom and blossom
I mean, bloom and blossom for EVERYONE in this world
Very peacefully and only peacefully, we can defeat the devil’s power

6
Always too late
God’s people, beautiful Nature, beautiful world
Why always too late and we begin to suffer too early and for too long?
Who is leading us all?
We follow the rich lies, the big promises
We follow the big unhealthy “noises”
We’re walking through a deep darkness
We’re walking where there isn’t any light
We’re walking where there’s no daylight
We’re walking where there’s no existence of a peaceful day and night

7
Always too late
Late from one end to the other
Truth will wait
God’s people, beautiful world
We have to do what the devil never told us to do
We can do it without anyone and any promises
We can do it with God’s gift that was given to us in that hour when we were born
Born for others
Born with love and for love
Oh beautiful children,
Truth loves you
8
God’s people, beautiful world
Together, can we do it
Do what we cannot do with hate and too late?
But, if we don’t, what will happen to this world?
Definitely, time will not change and it will not wait
But grass, flowers and trees
The creeks, long rivers and seas will suffer
Truth will not die and it’s not far
Number one and two drops will be enough
To turn this world around
Love can save the world
Beautiful children, it can save you all

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• Thursday, March 31st, 2011

Technology, you are not the night

And you are not the day

You are not a Mother or a Father

You are not the four seasons of the year

You are not Nature

Technology, you cannot feed Nature

With a fork and a spoon

And spring with skim milk

Before Nature feeds you

Technology, you grew fast just like a mushroom

But, how long will you last?

Technology, if you are good

Tell the world why do we need

More doctors

More psychologists and philosophers

More pills than the seeds nature created

More hospitals and jails

More lawyers and judges

More soldiers, poison and bombs

The Devil is very afraid

Technology, you are doing a great job

You grew fast like a mushroom, but too late

Because God’s creation was already created

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• Tuesday, December 21st, 2010

I

I am Catholic

And I love sharing with you, world

Christmas day and everyone’s holidays I love to share with you, world

Every day and every night

I love to share with you, world

What money cannot buy

One God, yours and mine

II

Today is Dec. 16, 2010

World, our holidays are close by

How far are we from them?

How far are we from peace and love?

World, we are very close to what money buys for us

And what’s destroying us all

I love to share with you, world

What money cannot buy

One God, yours and mine

III

I am Catholic

I love to share with you, world

What is mine and yours

And what Mother earth soil

Shares with every one of us

And that is, Mother earth’s land

World, please share with me

What money cannot buy

One God, yours and mine

IV

World, we have nothing to share in this world

Nothing to share

Without respect, love and peace

We cannot share

Unhealthy money and devil’s mind

Our holidays arrive

All dressed up in peace and love

Way too many of us will meet them

Dressed up in hate and a very “ugly” heart

World, together, let’s share what money cannot buy.

One God, yours and mine

V

I am Catholic

I love God

And I love to share with you, world

Christmas day and everyone’s holidays

I love to share with you, world

Every day and every night

I love to share with you, world

What money cannot buy

One God, mine and yours

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• Friday, December 03rd, 2010

I

Son of God

I’m helping the world to carry your cross

Cross which lies on the world’s shoulders

Lies from east to west

And from north to south

II

Good Jesus, son of God

The wind cannot stop blowing

The stone doesn’t speak

The secret is still beautiful

The patience is powerful

A powerful silence and a deep pain

Daily touches my heart

III

Good Jesus, son of God

Drugs and alcohol are destroying this world

Curses are covering Mother earth’s face

Diseases are devouring the world

Too many children are searching for their parents and love

And too many children are destroyed before they’re born

Some of the world cannot stop crying

And some of the world cannot stop laughing

IV

Good Jesus, son of God

I’m helping the world to carry your cross

Cross which lies on the world’s shoulders

Lies from east to west

And from north to south

Carrying the cross

Searching with the world

Searching for what the world cannot find

Good Jesus, son of God

Please help us

We cannot find peace and love

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• Monday, November 15th, 2010

What’s mine and what’s yours?

Mine is what noone can take from me

I don’t own anything of this world

But when I die, I won’t be able to take with me what is mine

And when I die, noone will be able to have what is mine

However, everyone can share what was, is, and always will be mine

World, you can share with me what I have been sharing with you my entire life

And many times, it wasn’t easy for me to share

I wonder, does the world share with me what’s mine

Share what is yours and mine

Share what belongs to this world

Share what this world did not physically work for

Share what this world continuously builds and destroys

Share what every child owns and with what he/she was born – a gift of God

A gift which grows and can help and heal this world

It’s a gift which belongs to every child and this world

There’s isn’t that much that is mine

And there isn’t much that is yours

But there is a lot that belongs to every child in this world

When I die, I won’t be able to take it

I must leave behind what is mine

And you cannot have it but you’ll be able to share what was in my mind

And what will always be mine

And that is – MY MIND

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• Monday, November 08th, 2010

The First and the Last Spring

God’s people, don’t be afraid

Oh, Mother technology, you are a beautiful spring

Every day you bloom and blossom

Every day is night and day

Oh, how well you teach your children

They will not stop following you from one end to the other

Good bye Mother earth

Good bye Nature

Good bye blooming and blossoming spring

ONE WAY ROAD

The First and the Last Summer

II

Oh Mother technology

You are the Mother of this young world

Your breast, telephones and computers are very large

And your milk is extremely rich and sweet

No matter where you go and where you end up

The children will follow you

Technology, you are summer

You can drill just like the worm in an apple drills

Drill through the sky and through the bottom of the sea

You can drill just like a worm drills through an apple

Drill through the heart of Mother earth’s soil and young children’s minds

Good bye Mother earth

Good bye Nature

Good bye Summer’s long days and short nights

ONE WAY ROAD –

The First and the Last Autumn

III

Oh Mother technology, how beautiful you are

You are autumn

Your days shrink and your nights grow longer

You’re rippening like autumn but you don’t think like autumn

Good bye Mother earth

Good bye Nature

Good bye fall

ONE WAY ROAD –

The First and the Last Winter

IV

Technology, you are winter

Technology, you are an extremely cold winter

Your breast is unhealthy and cold

It’s unhealthy and cold for children’s mouths, tongues and minds

Good bye Mother earth

Good bye Nature

Good bye first and last winter

God’s people, God will not leave you.
Don’t be afraid

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• Monday, October 25th, 2010

I was a little boy

I was spring

I bloomed like spring

I “teared” like spring

I blossomed like spring

I smelled like spring

I grew like spring

I was a little boy

I was spring

***

I was a young man

I was summer

I thought like summer

I was “hot” like summer

I worked like summer

I perspired like summer

I “dried” like summer

I grew like summer

I was a young man

I was summer

***

I was middle age, mature man

I was autumn

I thought like autumn

I felt like autumn

I slowed down like autumn

I felt sad like autumn

I ripened like autumn

I was a mature man

I was autumn

***

I am an old man

I am winter

I think like winter

I work like winter

I feel like the last winter

Good bye last spring

Good bye last summer

Good bye last fall

I am an old man

I am the last winter

***

I was a little boy

I was spring

God was with me

I was summer

God was with me

I was autumn

God was with me

I am winter like the last winter

God is with me

Only the elderly and winter can tell how beautiful the spring is

Throughout my entire life I couldn’t find any difference between the tender children’s bodies and minds and the blooming and blossoming spring. God, remain with every child and every spring. I am an old man just like the last winter and before I forget, I’d like to say, “Good bye spring.” God, please don’t’ leave me. Stay with me.

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• Monday, October 25th, 2010

In my dream, God was with me

Last night I fell asleep

And I was walking over a bridge

A bridge between night and day

And following Nature, small ants and grass hoppers

Waiting for the day, the night disappeared

***

God was with me

Today I woke up walking over the bridge

A bridge between day and night

Following Nature, small ants and the grasshoppers

Waiting for the night

The day disappeared

***

God was with me

I followed God

I followed Nature

I followed the days

I followed the nights

In the year 2012 in my dream

I fell asleep

Walking over the long bridge

A bridge between the year 2012 and 2709

In 2709 I dreamed

I woke up from my dream

God was with me

***

Awakened from my dream I asked God, “Where is the world?”

I could hear a child’s voice

I looked behind me, but I couldn’t see the end of the bridge

A bridge where technology used to live

I could feel a beautiful silent voice

A beautiful blossoming spring, love and peace

In my dream my life’s dream turned to reality too late

God was with me

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• Friday, June 18th, 2010

Radenko Fanuka America, America

I

My left wing, my right wing

In the year 2008 you were wounded

You lost many feathers

You were badly wounded

You cannot land like you always did

My left wing, my right wing

Poor people are waiting

Please land

II

America, America

What happened to you

Promises died

Soldiers are fighting and dying

Poor people’s pockets are empty

Pants are too big

Days are painful and long

My left wing, my right wing

What happened to you in 2008?

III

America, America

Bottom of the sea is bleeding

Seawaves are drowning

Seaworld is dying

Just like the poor people seaworld is waiting for help

Oil swims too far too close

All 2008’s promises died

My left wing, my right wing

Our beautiful America

What’s happening to you?

***

I

Ending is the Beginning

My Love, if I die in spring or winter

And you’re still living

There is something I would like you to do

If you remember, you bought a plant on Mothers’ Day, in honor of our Virgin Mary’s statue

That plant didn’t’ die because I planted it close to Virgin Mary’s left side

Slowly, very carefully pull a few sprouts with roots

And bring them to my grave

Plant the young sprouts on my grave

But not too deep

Please, not too deep

Let the sprouts grow

Let the sprouts live

II

My Love, if I die in summer or fall

Bring a big stone as big as you can carry in your arms

Lay the stone on top of my grave

It doesn’t matter how you turn the stone

The stone has only one face

Leave the stone there

And go home

Please, don’t forget the plant which you bought on Mother’s Day

In honor of our Virgin Mary

The plant which I planted on the left side

Close to Virgin Mary’s heart

And nourished with my heart

My Love, please, you do the same

***

Wisdom has a Mother and a Father like you and me.

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What couldn’t God have created without a woman? It exists.

***

There is no better wisdom than Mother Earth’s soil and Mother’s breast wisdom.

***

Wisdom, a woman is an immeasurable power and many Mothers like Mother earth, are single Moms.

***

WISDOM and MOTHER EARTH, Father SKY is a real man. He has never yet been underneath.

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WISDOM, If the devil doesn’t exist, why would life philosophy exist?

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No matter what it is, good healthy work is the devil’s worst enemy.

***

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