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what do you think? by lowercase prelude
Yeah, this is where you click on this and comment....lol
could it be real? is prince charming here? by BeautifulXxDisaster
the new me by wolfpuppy
idk whats going on but im happy for once
A Preview of National Healthcare, Part II by Howard Manser
A Preview of National Healthcare, Part II
By Howard Manser

The King has no clothes, only a cloak. If the President wants to inspire confidence rather than subterfuge in his effort to confiscate one-sixth of this nation’s economy and place it and all of its workers and recipients under the direct control of an omnipotent government; he should start with the Bureau of Indian Affairs and the Veteran Administration’s healthcare systems. The BIA’s under-funded healthcare system designed “uniquely” for our Native Americans is an undisclosed scandal worthy of Upton Sinclair’s scrutiny. Administered with funds exhausted every fiscal year no later than June, once proud and self-reliant Americans do without even bare medical necessities. Their lives, controlled in every aspect, are a prelude to what we may expect under any type of government administered national healthcare system. Many suffer and many die in the process; swaddled, if you will, in yet another of a benevolent government’s blankets. The VA, steeped in bureaucracy and staffed by an ever-increasing number of qualified foreign-born doctors and nursing staff, has degenerated into little more than cattle herding. Of course, it is free to those who qualify. The provisions of current healthcare proposals and attrition do to predictable retirement will further exacerbate the doctor shortage, currently at 35,000.

Note: Their slow diagnosis of cancer in the cases of two of my friends, treated at by the VA, resulted in their deaths, within two months after a long awaited correct assessment.
A Preview of National Healthcare, Part III by Howard Manser
A Preview of National Healthcare, Part III
By Howard Manser

Since President Barack H. Obama II has flaunted his admiration for Mahatma Gandhi, a quatrain of quotes from Gandhi is in order:

“There is no God higher than truth.”,

“Whenever you have truth it mast be given with love, or the message and the messenger will be rejected.”,

“Truth is what the voice within tells you.”, and

“Truth never damages a cause that is just.”

So is it any wonder that during a recent and yet another health care speech, this time to a joint session of Congress, September 9, 2009, Mr. Obama assured us, among other fairytales, that healthcare reform will not include the coverage of “Illegal” Aliens. Well, was “Old” Joe Wilson (Congressman, R-SC) right?

One must examine the carefully crafted wording by Mr. Obama’s speechwriter, Jon Favreau.
A Preview of National Healthcare, Part IV by Howard Manser
A Preview of National Healthcare, Part IV
Prelude to Hope … Exercise in Irony

If I understand correctly, the various healthcare proposals currently under consideration have been:

1. Proposed by a President who has had no demonstrable input.
2. Cobbled together by shoemakers.
3. Recommended by those who admit they don’t understand the legislation.
4. Touted by a Congress who, by their own admission, hasn’t read them.
5. Intended to satisfy an immediate need four years from now, which will curtail
historical and on-going fraud, at some point in the future.

And, in conjunction with a social security number assigned at birth: require personal, medical, and financial information on every aspect of our lives to be shared with every federal agency until a final “consultation” at which time a survivor will be bestowed a stipend death benefit of $255.00. Any monies remaining that we have contributed to the system will then be redistributed among those who have been assimilated into this bureaucracy of dreams, whether at birth later or as they arrive in this country and become “naturalized”.
& I've let myself down again... by BeautifulXxDisaster
9-12 WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE? by Howard Manser
Who are These People?

“I don’t know who these people are.”… has become a favorite response of Robert Gibbs, current Press Secretary for this administration. As of late, he was referring to the “protesters” who rallied in Washington D.C. this Saturday, 9-12-09. His response is a reflection of this administration’s ambivalence to and dismissal of a very, used to be, silent majority, which is awakening in this nation.

These are Americans. Not Nazis, right-wing radials, mobsters, or the paid puppets of manipulators. Not a coalition of accommodated fringe groups, but rather an eclectic amalgamation. They are the all-too-long silent majority concerned with this country’s decent into the Hades of socialism and fascism; the decent into the caldron of corruption and financial ruin. They are the personification of all races, creeds, religions, and colors. They are citizens; citizens of all ages, occupations, and beliefs. They are our veterans; the honorable veterans of WWII, Korea, Vietnam, Iraq, and Afghanistan; the veterans of all peace times, conflicts, and services. They are republicans, libertarians, conservatives, liberals, and democrats from every state, every corner of this country who resent becoming disenfranchised while being economically and institutionally enslaved! They are “We”. We the people…
Sorting my AP family by Hikari Lady
If you want to join my family then you're welcome. : D
My Book (Drafted) by Coloured Skies
~ My book plans ~
My family... by GarnetAndBlack
My wonderful fam....
Future plans by Hetha
the Bucket by Advocatus Diaboli
some times I wonder how humans have lasted this long when i look at all the things going on in the world at this time right now from greed to government control to the war's and religion disagreements from the east to the west if we have always been this ignorant as a whole how is it we have all lasted this long ,

It all started today when i was out front watering my plants in the front yard so they don't cook ( since I live in southern california and it is a 105 today ) I lite a cigarette haven't had one in 4 days i figured i lasted that long i deserved one
Heart cannibalisation by kamal Bechara, from kamal Bechara
How and Why Poets should love their self by Me and Various sources that I've noted, from Stevie.me
I wrote this article for my blog but I'm posting a copy here for you to read.
Learn why loving yourself is important to being a poet and some ideas on how to do it.
My AP Fam by Sky Princess
My humblest apologies by Hetha
For everyone that knows me here on AP:
♥AP Family&Friends by Manda Kathryn
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Certain Guys. by Perfectsunset
Blurb me.
Background by: the lovely Callisto Athena
How am I doing? by Patpowers
Here at last by Angels hero
Self Portrait of My Mind by pupurupus, from pupurupus
Adventures of my Mind
Letter to My Soul by pupurupus, from pupurupus
Adventures of my Mind
Nigga (Not offensive, don't remove) by Anubis
I hate the n-word
Loyalties and Being a True Friend on AP..my thoughts by Rose Angel
Reflections on convenient relationships on AP...Should they be so, or should being a friend go two ways... (print from www.art.com."Reflections on Friendship")
Have a good look ....the two boys are fishing considerately...one on one side of the bridge, and the other on the other.
Graduation Speech and Poem... by ME.., from Ademon
To anyone that reads this I want to make people cry and go wow.... This is the speech that I'm currently working on for July 1st Graduation Ceremony... If you have insight on the poem or speech it self please let me know. Spelling/Grammar are not correct in this yet...
Living Well and The Right to Die: Invisible Illness by BearWoman
Updates On Ap Family by sophia moonfairy
here we have is my ap family they're the best they're always there for me when I need them and they're very supportive and I am glad they're in my ap family I love them with all my heart each and every one of them are special to me in a way and I hope they don't forget that :] well now I am start with the list

Well before I started listing them and everything I just want you all to know! ...DUN DUN DUN...! I was pregnant in 1994. I was in labor at the time. My husband left me alone with my baby girl and I been raising her ever since. She is the best thing in my life and I am thankful to have her in my life. I am so thankful that god has finally brought me my fallen angel. I don't know what I would do without my daughter. Anyway her name is Hannah. She is 14 years old and she is very creative and smart. She is very talented in her own ways. So to all you strict parents out there! Don't ruin your children life just because you had a bad life when you were a little kid. I want my daughter to have a wonderful time during her life. I want her to cherish beautiful moments in her life and not anything bad. ^^ I love my daughter Hannah, and if I find out anyone hurt her I will haunt you down and kill you :] {inside joke}(I wasn't really pregnant it just an Ap family thing) I mean how can you make a family without having kids? anyway I will now list them!
Tanka, haiku, Senyru practice by Draig aine
a place for member of Lovers of Oriental art and Haiku, Tanka and Senyru groups can post and develop their writing we can help each other grow by writing and commenting or writing off each others posts, to late tonight for more,feel free to start adding posts and learning from each other

this is a link to Myron's Essay on Haiku, well worth the read

http://www.writinghood.com/Style/How-To/The-Truth-About-Haiku.83389

this is a link to my favorite Tanka poet Ki No Tsurayuki
often when I want to study the poetic form I read one of his poems then write a response to him like a love letter, there are many other Eastern poets on Old Poetry
I strongly suggest taking the time to read and learn from the master

http://oldpoetry.com/oauthor/show/Ki_no_Tsurayuki

this is another link to 100 gems a collection of Tanka the best way to learn is to read the masters and learn from the sublime words

http://www.sacred-texts.com/shi/hvj/index.htm

21 Classical Tanka

The 21 tanka here have been selected from three of 21 Japanese Imperial Anthologies: the 1st compiled in 905, the 8th in 1205 and the 9th in 1235. They were all written before Archbishop Walter de Grey started the massive rebuilding scheme around the year 1220 that ultimately led to the present York Minster.

One of the female poets here, Ono no Komachi (ca. 850), flourished just before York was occupied by the Vikings. Monk Saigyo and Fujiwara no Shunzei were in their teens when Fountains Abbey was founded in 1132. The youngest among the poets here, Shunzei’s Daughter, might have seen the first Oxford college founded in 1249 if she had been in this part of the world.

1
Ono no Komachi
a female poet, ca. 850

Was it because I went to sleep
Thinking always of him
That I caught a glimpse of him?
Had I known it a dream
I would not have awoken.

2

Ono no Komachi
a female poet, ca. 850

When I cannot meet him
On a moonless night
Passion rises within me;
A flame running through my breast
Sets my heart on fire.
3
Ono no Komachi
a female poet, ca. 850

The colour of the cherry blossom
Has faded in vain
In the long rain
While in idle thoughts
I have spent my life.

4
Fujiwara no Teika
1162 – 1241

Waiting for one who does not come,
Like the seaweed burnt for salt
In the evening calm
At Matsuho Bay
My body is smouldering

5

Fujiwara no Teika
1162 – 1241

The path at the foot of the mountain
Through which the one I wait for wends his way
Must by now be blocked.
For, on the cedar by the eaves
The snow is heavy.

6
Fujiwara no Teika
1162 – 1241

The black hair through which
I used to run my hand for her;
Now strand by strand
it rises before my mind
When I lie down alone.

7
Fujiwara no Teika
1162 – 1241

As the floating bridge
Of my spring night dream
Breaks
A bank of clouds parts from the peak
In the dawn sky.

8
Fujiwara no Shunzei
1114 – 1204

In unbearable longing
I look at the sky
Over your dwelling.
The spring rain falls,
Sifted through the haze.

9
Fujiwara no Shunzei
1114 – 1204

To one who rarely comes here
The wind through the pines
Sounds sad at night time.
Does she hear it always
Beneath the moss?

10
Princess Shikishi
1149 – 1201

Deep in the mountains
The pine branch door
Does not feel the coming of spring:
Only the slow dropping of gems
From the melting snow.

11
Fujiwara no Teika
1162 – 1241

On their way home,
On the wings of wild geese
That have drooped
In the turbulent frosty skies,
The spring rain falls.

12
Monk Jakuren
1139? – 1202

As spring passes
I do not know
Where its harbour will be:
A brushwood barge on the River Uji
Falling into the haze.

13
Fujiwara no Yoshitsune
1169 – 1206

The oak forest:
Have the dewdrops from the leaves, too,
Changed their colours?
In the grasses beneath the trees
Autumn has deepened.

14
Monk Jakuren
1139? – 1202

The rough winds of autumn
Have laid low the grasses
Where the stag had his bed.
From deep in the mountain
Comes his cry.

15
Monk Saigyo
1118 – 1190

Cricket,
Are you getting weak
As the autumn nights grow cold?
Your cry sounds faint
And becomes more distant.

16
Fujiwara no Teika
1162 – 1241

The autumn wind blows
The traveler’s sleeves inside-out.
The lonely evening sun shines
On a wooden bridge
Clinging to the mountainside.

17
Monk Jakuren
1139? – 1202

The drops from sudden showers
On the leaves of cedar
Are not yet dry
As mists rise through them;
An autumn evening.

18
Shunzei’s Daughter
171? – 1254

I cannot expect a visitor now.
Autumn has come
Bringing blustering storms,
The grassy path to the house
Buried under dead leaves.

19
Fujiwara no Teika
1162 – 1241

There is not even shelter
To rein in my horse
To shake the snow off my sleeves.
Around the Sano Crossing
On this snowy evening.

20
Princess Shikishi
1149 – 1201

Broken by the sound of the wind
That plays on the bamboo leaves
Near the window
A dream even shorter
Than my fleeting sleep.

21
Monk Saigyo
1118 – 1190

Sending my soul away
To where the moon has sunk
Behind the mountain,
What shall I do with my body
Left in the darkness?

The 21 poems have been selected and newly translated into English by

Dr Hisashi Nakamura, York St John College.
Universal Spirituality , oh how we have grown by Draig aine
this is a column dedicated to poems of growth and understanding, I hope you enjoy