There is in Albert Camus’ literary craftsmanship a seductive intelligence that could almost make a reader dismiss his philosophical intentions if he had not insisted on making them so clear.
ABERJHANIOperating to implement a balance and give us an opportunity to turn the horrors we’ve forced upon each other into something more conducive to sustaining at least minimal degrees of sanity and love.
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As history has demonstrated many times over, change may arrive slowly or quickly but it is the one constant, in one form or another, on which we can all count.
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The job facing American voter in the days and years to come is to determine which hearts, minds and souls command those qualities best suited to unify a country rather than further divide it,
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Even when muddy your wings sparkle bright wonders that heal broken worlds.
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It appears to be more that of a warrior-philosopher who practices the art of political persuasion by authoring acclaimed books
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President Obama appears to me to have elevated and implemented the artist-activist concept to the role of empowered servant-leader.
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This world’s anguish is no different from the love we insist on holding back.
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Most people are slow to champion love because they fear the transformation it brings into their lives.
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Minister and writer Barbara Kaufmann has addressed the subject of guerrilla decontextualization on both the ‘Voices Compassionate Education’ website and on ‘Inner Michael’,
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Often because the attempt to practice it is misunderstood, discouraged, brought under attack, or made a target of willful abuse.
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The dancing vortex of a sacred metaphor clashes horns and halos to make wounded music set to the tempo of a new era in brilliant labor.
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The best of humanity’s recorded history is a creative balance between horrors endured and victories achieved, and so it was during the Harlem Renaissance.
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The rainbows that dangle upon this mist: shatter. Like the smile of a child separated from his mother’s milk for the very first time.from poem Blood and Blossoms
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Death wins nothing here, gnawing wings that amputate–– then spread, lift up, fly.
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The books are also a part of what I call the great continuum of spiritual literary dialogue that I feel has been in progress since human beings
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Groping their way through suffocating shadows of political turmoil, economic oppression, military mayhem, starvation, and disease.
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