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Teaching Learning is easy, we sit back and watch. It is a thing we think we do, all our lives. But it is not true. We skate, without doing the work, without being seen, as there is no reason to believe more is necessary. Understanding the difference, between living and dying is heartbreaking. It wrenches the soul from its roots, and throws it about. Lack of it is costly, expensive, brutal, carrying self-inflicted... wounds seen and unseen. "Sleep" is easy, until something changes. Then the world is upside down. Being prepared is a process, of reading and understanding. Freedom is the right to full information. It is the right to not go along. It is the right to tell others, what you see, is not what you might get. But the very idea of uncensored data, poses the largest threat, to their sovereignty. So, they jab us with needles, and pins till we cry out, and scream about fairness, about equality. The truth is we are all the same. Our blood is red like the sea... that kills. We are alive because the Maker made us that way. We breathe at His discretion. Take heart the King is real!

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Date: 8/10/2021 6:36:00 PM
Ann this is a piece filled with much wisdom. I particularly think your final two lines are salient.
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Date: 7/24/2021 4:55:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this wisdom-filled muse in your awesome poetic style. God bless you.
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Date: 7/22/2021 11:29:00 AM
Much to think about here, Ann, in this exceptionally well-written piece. Nice work. I enjoyed it.
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Date: 7/22/2021 3:01:00 PM
Thank you, friend... for your kind words... God bless you. Ann

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