At the online shops of “J.B.Starker.info and La Journee Parfaite.fr there is a fresh breath of originality which is scarcely found in the world of commerce. These two very different cyber spaceships take you on very differnt yet pleasant journeys. The former strokes your aesthetic senses and the latter allows you to savor the comfort of having an electronic friend stand by your side. Please be our guest and ride these respective rocket ships.
In my store are many treasures. There are original pieces of jewelry that I fashioned from scratch. There are paintings that feast the imagination. There are many stones and leather belts and sandals from the time of the “hippies”. Come between 10:30 am and 4:pm and taste the “eyefeast with caviar”!!!
Welcome to Sarasota’s Hodge-Podge Museum! Filled with all sorts of hidden treasures this store sits on the North Trail near the Ringling College of Art. As the holidays loom wouldn’t it be nice to find an original, attractive, and resonably priced work of art that was made locally. From gold and silver jewelry to graphic art this shop has “critters” that will ring your bells. Bon appetite**********
The following is a wish list which will help the people:
Very reasonable rents, home grown healthy food, low prices for everything that we need and lots of opportunity to buy and sell the things that we make. Living a peaceful life , without the burdens of outlandish wars is a dream to be realized. Curbing population is a necessary part of sharing the resources of the earth. This must be done with compassion and intellect. The relationship with all plants and animals is crucial for everyone’s well being. Keep “Greed” out of the consciousness of one’s conceptual thought. Try to imagine the common good as the ultimate goal. If all this is a fantasy so be it.
I was born on October 7, 1932. So what! I don’t know how as a human being, with all the limitations placed on my behaviour, I might lead a pleasant, fruitful, eventful, and healthy life. I invent rules that might help. Eat the food that nourishes best. Feed the brain with creative adventures leading to creations which may be shared by others. Keep destructive thoughts out of my conciousness. Live in close union with neighboring plants and animals, seeing them as fellow members of life’s journey. As I contemplate the vast beyond I am reminded of my small place in infinity and how precious it is to me and those whom I love. I could go on but it feels right to say “Ciao Bella” and always live in HOPE, the gift that remains inside.
Each community must consider it’s needs. Food, shelter, and clothing are paramount. Other needs follow these in order of necessity. To obtain these we use money as an exchange. To earn money capable people must do what has to be done. These tasks must be distributed in a way that makes it possible for the performers to be as happy as possible while undertaking them. As the number of tasks grow the energy that exists will enter into more and more useful places. The brightest people, having the most compassion, will of necessity be compelled to navigate the area and come up with decisions of consequence. In the final analysis the “all for one & one for all” adage must prevail. It would behoove all of us not to think of sabotaging a well meaning concept and work in brotherhood and sisterhood. There really is no room for war and other antagonistic behaviour patterns. We must remember the unity of purpose in all the plants and animals and forget human ethnocentrism. In that spirit we might travel for a while.
When I meet a soft spoken, inquisitive, and considerate person, a bell rings in my head. I feel the presence of wisdom. As compassion between us flows we both realize the infinitely small roles we are playing on the glorious landscape. Our importance is not diminished by knowing this, but our regard for all inhabitants; plants, animals, and inanimate things, is ever present. This leaves us speechless and hopefully content to wend our way in peace.
In a small enclave, in the central Florida megaplex, I came across a potted garden, where happy plant people were celebrating their morning. The herbs were scenting the air and flowers were smiling their way out as sunbeams entered their lives. Ultimate peace prevailed. Their mother Chaya and I spoke in low tones while the plant children started the day, each in it’s own way. They were all grateful for the gift of protection afforded them by Chaya’s open heart. Even when there is sparse space, Love will prevail as it flows outward.
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