Things said and done
We are not together, not one
My path is different from common ones
Dulcet scribbles in a cascade’s shun,
Had to digest, else, can cause constipation.
Words facades in your intuition
’cause your living in a glitzy mansion,
That fetters your trepidation
And cause you to slip in your hullicination.
Remember a contumacious rejection
Will cause the harm of the salvation.
Don’t flounder in a flood of confusion.
The signs for the path is casting till horizon,
Don’t ignore and be in transgressing unison.
Things said and done
Are we still together or one?
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Dear wolf advocates:
We have fantastic news! This morning the U.S. Court of Appeals for the District of Columbia agreed the gray wolf in the Great Lakes and Wyoming should remain on the federal Endangered Species List.
Essentially, the federal appeals court has ruled against the Interior Department’s 2011 decision to delist the gray wolf under the Endangered Species Act. The court said, “Because the government failed to reasonably analyze or consider two significant aspects of the rule—the impacts of partial delisting and of historical range loss on the already-listed species—we affirm the judgment of the district court vacating the 2011 Rule.”
This decision re-affirms what we know: the wolf is a vulnerable and valuable species and needs federal protections for their long-term survival. The wolf is an important part of our state and nation’s ecology and culture. We have known all along…
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In The Beginning:
When we were young it was customary for children in the village to live life to the fullest, without any worries about the challenges that we might face later on. Nowadays, observing the stresses and strains imposed on my grandchildren, I have to conclude that our offspring are entering lives where they seldom get the chance to just “stand and stare”. I “stood and stared” but still earned the approbation of my father who seemed to be always pleased on seeing my report cards. By the time I had gotten to the eighth grade, however, I began to realize that he had trouble appreciating the subtleties of the subjects at that level.
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