Dire Straits – Brothers In Arms

…..Now the sun’s gone to hell
And the moon’s riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die

But it’s written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
We’re fools to make war
On our brothers in arms

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Care ……. Craig Santos Perez

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My 16-month old daughter wakes from her nap
and cries. I pick her up, press her against my chest

and rub her back until my palm warms
like an old family quilt. “Daddy’s here, daddy’s here,”

I whisper. Here is the island of Oʻahu, 8,500 miles
from Syria. But what if Pacific trade winds suddenly

became helicopters? Flames, nails, and shrapnel
indiscriminately barreling towards us? What if shadows

cast against our windows aren’t plumeria
tree branches, but soldiers and terrorists marching

in heat? Would we reach the desperate boats of
the Mediterranean in time? If we did, could I straighten

my legs into a mast, balanced against the pull and drift
of the current? “Daddy’s here, daddy’s here,” I

whisper. But am I strong enough to carry her across
the razor wires of sovereign borders and ethnic

hatred? Am I strong enough to plead: “please, help
us, please, just let us pass, please, we aren’t

suicide bombs.” Am I strong enough to keep walking
even after my feet crack like Halaby pepper fields after

five years of drought, after this drought of humanity.
Trains and buses rock back and forth to detention centers.

Yet what if we didn’t make landfall? What if here
capsized? Could you inflate your body into a buoy

to hold your child above rising waters? “Daddy’s
here, daddy’s here,” I whisper. Drowning is

the last lullaby of the sea. I lay my daughter
onto bed, her breath finally as calm as low tide.

To all the parents who brave the crossing: you and your
children matter. I hope your love will teach the nations

that emit the most carbon and violence that they should,
instead, remit the most compassion. I hope, soon,

the only difference between a legal refugee and
an illegal migrant will be how willing

we are to open our homes, offer refuge, and
carry each other towards the horizon of care.

 

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Are You Pursuing Your Destiny or Surrendering to Your Fate?

Destiny implies we’re each here for a purpose. We are who we are in service to that purpose. We come into the world to fulfill our purpose.

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There is one thing in this world which you must never forget to do. If you forget everything else and not this, there is nothing to worry about, but if you remember everything else and forget this, then you will have done nothing in your life.

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Mission: Impossible — Fallout fans scale 2,000-foot cliff for epic outdoor screening

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Mια ασυνήθιστη προβολή του Mission: Impossible – Fallout για τους 2.000 που σκαρφάλωσαν στα 2.000 πόδια στη Νορβηγική κορυφή του Pulpit Rock  με θέα τα φιορδ!

Talk about a cliffhanger.

On Wednesday night, 2,000 particularly intrepid Mission: Impossible – Fallout fans pulled off the highly improbable by successfully scaling Norway’s famed Pulpit Rock — which sits nearly 2,000 feet above a scenic fjord — for an open-air 11 p.m. screening of the action blockbuster.

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@TomCruise

2,000 feet, 2,000 people, 4 hours of hiking. The most impossible screening of Fallout. Thank you all for coming! I wish I could have been there.

http://ew.com/movies/2018/08/02/mission-impossible-fallout-epic-outdoor-screening/

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