In the Arctic waters, my darlings, that is where the Narwhals are alive.
They dance and play my darlings in the Straits of Davis in Baffin Bay
Are they real these Narwhals are they truly the Unicorns of the sea
Do they live forever, full of secrets and magical joy to give
Yes, yes my darlings the Narwhal is as real and alive as you and me
I do not know, my darlings how long the Narwhal will live.
Eskimos hunt them with canoes and spear
Eskimos slay them to use as food and for their tusks and skins
The Narwhal is the Unicorn of the sea but that they might die out is my lasting fear
Lets pray my darlings that the Narwhals out live the Unicorns.
( by willowdot21 2014)
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Lisa picked this weeks Musical Theme : Where Unicorns Play. as usual I am late!
beautiful song by America
The Maiden and the Unicorn from the beautiful film Legend
The Unicorn in the Bible
Job 39:9-12King James Version (KJV)
9 Will the unicorn be willing to serve thee, or abide by thy crib?
10 Canst thou bind the unicorn with his band in the furrow? or will he harrow the valleys after thee?
11 Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great? or wilt thou leave thy labour to him?
12 Wilt thou believe him, that he will bring home thy seed, and gather it into thy barn?
King James Version
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Where Unicorns play, well that must of been when the world was young, maybe just after Adam and Eve were thrown out of Paradise the beautiful Unicorns followed them.
The fly across the skies at night when we cannot sleep, they sing to us when our minds are rent in two with pain and sorrow. They stood at the cross at Calgary to ease Jesus’s pain.
They are not really gone we just are not clever enough to see them any more!
I am running so far behind I think the world needs more rest, less stress , I need more time I promise to post properly soon! OMG you should see how many posts I have to read !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Today’s theme is Freedom, so I have found what I feel expresses freedom in all it’s for. Freedom of love , the mind , the soul and the body.
I hope I have dug deep enough. The posts should be self explanatory.
Freedom Fortunes
cry Freedom
Cry Freedom is a 1987 British drama film directed by Richard Attenborough, set in the late 1970s, during the apartheid era
of South Africa. The screenplay was written by John Briley based on a pair of books by journalist Donald Woods.
The film centres on the real-life events involving black activist Steve Biko and his friend Donald Woods,
who initially finds him destructive, and attempts to understand his way of life. Denzel Washington stars as Biko,
while actor Kevin Kline portrays Woods. Cry Freedom delves into the ideas of discrimination, political corruption, and the
repercussions of violence. read more here http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cry_Freedom
Roots
Colonial times[edit]
In The Gambia, West Africa, in 1750 Kunta Kinte is born to Omoro Kinte (Thalmus Rasulala), a Mandinka warrior,
and his wife, Binta (Cicely Tyson). When Kunta (LeVar Burton) reaches the age of 15, he and a group of other
adolescent boys take part in tribal manhood training, ending with a ceremony, after which they become recognized
as men and Mandinka warriors. While trying to carry out a task to catch a bird and take it home unharmed, Kunta
sees white men carrying firearms, along with their black collaborators. Later, while fetching wood outside his
village to make a drum for his younger brother, Kunta is captured by black collaborators under the direction of white men.
He is then sold to a slave trader and placed aboard a ship under the command of Capt. Thomas Davies (Edward Asner) for a
three-month journey to Colonial America. During the voyage a group of rebels among the human cargo try but fail to stage
a mutiny and to take over the ship.
The ship eventually arrives in Annapolis, Maryland, where the captured Africans are sold at auction as slaves. John Reynolds
(Lorne Greene), a plantation owner from Spotsylvania County, Virginia, near Fredericksburg, buys Kunta and gives him the name
Toby. Reynolds assigns an older slave, Fiddler (Louis Gossett Jr.), to teach Kunta to speak English and to train him in the ways
of living and working as a chattel slave. Kunta, in a persistent struggle to become free again, makes several unsuccessful
attempts to escape. Additionally, to preserve his Mandinka heritage and maintain his Mandinka roots, he does not want to change
his name. An overseer, Ames (Vic Morrow) gathers the slaves and directs one of them to whip Kunta after his latest attempt to
escape and to continue whipping him until he finally acknowledges his new name.
read more http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roots_(TV_miniseries)
For events that occur in 1775, between the above period and the post-Revolutionary War, where the next section begins,
see Roots: The Gift
She treated you as she did herself, it is no wonder now
that you have developed this curse.
Was it the adverts you saw every day
with lithe young girls posing in magazines and posters and on TV you saw while you were at play.
What drives a child younger than ten to vow
to herself she will not eat again.
Did the children in the school yard taunt you and say
“little miss piggy just go away ”
They did not mean to hurt they did not know
that those words would cripple you so.
I say they the were innocent but that might not be true
for children can be so unkind and don’t care about the damage they do.
Was it that careless joking aside from your lover or best friend
that hit you so hard that your mind started to bend.
It changed the image the mirror showed to you
and you watch as the fat piled on , but only in your eyes was it true.
Now it is nearly too late the pleads and entreaties for you to put on some weight.
Just simply fall on deaf ears
and as you slip away your gums bleed, full filling our worst fears
Was it your boss who shattered your confidence by making a careless remark
about eating too many cakes that caused you to a binge and vomit then on this course to embark.
Sadly it is all or nothing for you,
sadly my love it will be the death of you too.
It may seem like a mountain to climb but please take my
hand and except my love, your running out of time.
Mothers and fathers what ever you do
make sure your children know you love them and make time to spend with them too.
Teachers and government make sure that healthy diets are taught
and evil nasty bullies are dealt with as soon as they are caught.
We need our children and our young people too
we must guide them and love them as they need to see we are true.
We will never stop the adverts on TV, posters and press
but we can talk to our children and tell them these models are just there to impress.
The rich cats are just out to make money
they don’t give a damn about the models or you honey.!
So I reach out my hand and offer some hope
every one is beautiful in their own way just remember you are loved and we can help you to cope.
Beauty is skin deep what is inside is what is key
the soul and heart dictate what you should be.
You cannot chase the perfect body all of your life you
will have to give up so much as you will not have time to live life.
Imogen Heap. Say Goodnight and go. Obsession / unrequited love . The young girl is besotted
by the boy who only see her as a work colleague. She follows him watches him and dreams!
Regina Spektor Fear of Cancer : Fear! the not me I am not that type , if I close my eyes it is not happening to me. A mother has to face up to the fact that she is ill………. tough emotions
Prima Donna Girl, Marina and the diamonds: Need greed and more insecurity! Pity even.
Beautiful South Take a little time anger : All the horrible feelings that are brought on by
marital discord! So many emotions.
Imogen Heap who’s getting scared now, revenge hate Oh! the chance to face up to those who bullied you at school and made your life so bad the chance to show them you have blossomed and grown!!
It’s nothing less than abuse
Rounded shoulders head hung down
why do they all make fun of me I am not a clown.
Sitting in the row spiteful girls stick their pens in my legs.
Teacher at the front she must never know, she wouldn’t help she treats me like dregs.
Following me nearly home, calling me mean names,
in the playground I always stand alone they don’t pick me for their games.
Opening my desk finding it’s been trashed ,
my text book been drawn in and my favourite doll has been smashed.
