My friend is a Kwakiutl Artist, living in Comox BC. He is one of the most gifted artist’s I know, because he is able to convey something very deep and emotional in his paintings.
Second Week of Treadmill
My second week of having my treadmill. I love that I don’t have to run on the road, with carbon monoxide from cars. I also feel self conscious right now, and that prevents me from wanting to run outdoors. It is really nice to have my own space to run, when I feel like.
I have worked out on the treadmill almost every day. I am feeling some results. It is a great treadmill. Easy to use, doesn’t take up too much space, and I love that it pairs with the iPad and ifit. One or two days, I did not feel like using it, but that’s ok. The summer is winding down, and I don’t have to worry about rain, or cold, it will be there for me to go for a jog. It is great.
Four songs that I recorded on an iMac in 2012. The first is William Lee Ellis song, How the Mighty Have Fallen. I love that song because it reminds me of my brother Michael who died a few years earlier. He was tall, strong and good brother. He fell to brain cancer in 2009, November 11. It was a really sad day.
this song Present Moment, was written about spending time with a friend with no pretence or expectation.
This song Letting Go, is about letting go of my husband, after his death. Of trying to let go of him, in a good way, and feeling that he was is still with me.
This song Wishes, is again about my husband and how I miss him and how special he was.
There is no excuse for letting multinational companies come in and clear cut in horrendously fast time and leave. This leaves the locals with no logs, no jobs, and despair. No it is not ok to log more old growth because “loggers” participated in this depraved resource robbery.
Through a week of work, along with the heat wave, I enjoyed some time at the beach, and thankfully, an amazing rain storm.
This is pure poaching and resource robbery. These are part of the last remaining old growth in BC Canada. Who are the criminals behind this? These are not loggers, they are hired poachers. Men with empty souls prize these trees for the prestige of having their rare and magnificent wood. For thousands of years, there was harmony between the ancient trees and the people that lived here. The ugly sight of capitalist ships carrying restless minds and greedy souls signalled an assault on nature that was unimaginable. The depraved industrial monster began hacking down these majestic marvels. They seed the clouds for rain, they help create oxygen, they keep us all alive. They are 1000 years old. Men who only live at the most 100 years claim they are a “renewable” resource. If that was true there would no need to cut down the, less than, 2.9% of forest that they have been prevented so far from cutting. No argument justifies this poaching!
Why do human souls need to kill at this unimaginably painful level?
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