Kenne D., Kenne G., and Katelyn — Image by Janie
“What is life? – A novel. Who is the author? – Anonymous. We read haltingly, laugh, weep… and sleep.”
— Nikolai Karamzin
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The Tucson Mountains — Truth Never Dies 4 comments
Tucson Mountains — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Truth Never Dies
Truth never dies. The ages come and go.
The mountains wear away, the stars retire.
Destruction lays earth’s mighty cities low;
And empires, states and dynasties expire;
But caught and handed onward by the wise,
Truth never dies.
Though unreceived and scoffed at through the years,
Though made the butt of ridicule and jest,
Though held aloft for mockery and jeers,
Denied by those of transient power possessed,
Insulted by the insolence of lies,
Truth never dies.
It answers not. It does not take offense,
But with a mighty silence bides its time.
As some great cliff that braves the elements
And lifts through all the storms its head sublime,
It ever stands, uplifted by the wise,
And never dies.
As rests the Sphinx amid Egyptian sands;
As looms on high the snowy peak and crest;
As firm and patient as Gibraltar stands,
So truth, unwearied, waits the era blest
When men shall turn to it with great surprise.
Truth never dies.
— Anonymous
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I Saw A Hummingbird As Big As The Sky 1 comment
Anna’s Hummingbird — Image by kenne
I saw a Peacock, with a fiery tail,
I saw a Blazing Comet, drop down hail,
I saw a Cloud, with Ivy circled round,
I saw a sturdy Oak, creep on the ground,
I saw a Ant swallow up a Whale,
I saw a raging Sea, brim full of Ale,
I saw a Venice Glass, Sixteen foot deep,
I saw a well, full of mens tears that weep,
I saw their eyes, all in a flame of fire,
I saw a House, as big as the Moon and higher,
I saw the Sun, even in the midst of night,
I saw the man, that saw this wondrous sight.
— Anonymous (400 Year-Old Nonsense Poem)
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Mixed-Graphic Art 1 comment
Mixed-Graphic Art by kenne
“Work while it is called today,
for you know not how much you
may be hindered tomorrow.
One today is worth two tomorrows,
never leave that til tomorrow
which you can do today.”
— Benjamin Franklin
Mt. Meant-To
Mr. Meant-To has a comrade,
And his name is Didn’t-do;
Have you ever chanced to meet them?
Did they ever call on you?
These two fellows live together
In the house of Never-win,
And I’m told that it is haunted,
By the ghost of Might-have-been.
— Anonymous
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An Unrepeatable Miracle 2 comments
“The Reader” — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“There is only one world,
the world pressing against
you at this minute.
There is only one minute
in which you are alive,
this minute here and now.
The only way to live
is by accepting each minute
as an unrepeatable miracle.”
— Anonymous
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Ragleaf Bahia Wildflower and Honey Bee — Image by kenne
“When an ordinary man attains knowledge, he is a sage;
when a sage attains understanding, he is an ordinary man.”
— Anonymous
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Kindness to Animals 4 comments
House Finch On Old Rusty Wheel — Image by kenne
Kindness to Animals
Little children, never give
Pain to things that feel and live:
Let the gentle robin come
For the crumbs you save at home,—
As his meat you throw along
He’ll repay you with a song;
Never hurt the timid hare
Peeping from her green grass lair,
Let her come and sport and play
On the lawn at close of day;
The little lark goes soaring high.
To the bright windows of the sky,
Singing as if ’twere always spring,
And fluttering on an untired wing,—
Oh! let him sing his happy song,
Nor do these gentle creatures wrong.
— Anonymous
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When is a Tree Not a Tree? 2 comments
Vermilion Cliffs National Monument In Northern Arizona — Image by kenne
Take a leaf off a tree. Is it still a tree?
Take a single twig off a tree. Is it still a tree?
Remove an entire branch from a tree. Is it still a tree?
Take off half of the branches. Is it still a tree?
Cut down the whole tree, leaving only the stump. Is it still a tree?
Many people would say no, it is no longer a tree,
though the roots may still be in the ground.
Well, where did the tree go?
Removing a leaf, it remains a tree,
but not by removing all of the branches and the trunk?
In the real world, there aren’t any things as we commonly think of them.
A ‘thing’ as we refer to it is only a noun. A noun is merely an idea, a mental construct.
These ‘things’ exist only in our minds. There is no tree, there is only the idea of a tree.
—Anonymous
Becoming is Superior to Being 