Friday, June 30, 2006

High Court Rejects Detainee Tribunals
Check out this article from The Washington Post

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

toni's fool moon

toni & the moon
© luisa brehm

Monday, June 26, 2006

The Traveller's Night Song I

You who are from Heaven above
Calming all our pain and sorrow,
Him who's spirit's doubly hurt,
Renewing, with a double measure.
Oh, I'm weary of life's urging!
Why, now, all this joy and pain?
Sweetest Peace,
Flood: oh flood my heart again!

- Goethe -

Sunday, June 25, 2006

hold my heart


© luisa brehm

Saturday, June 24, 2006

The Imprisoned Soul
At the last, tenderly,
From the walls of the powerful, fortress'd house,
From the clasp of the knitted locks-from the keep of the well-closed doors,
Let me be wafted.
Let me glide noiselessly forth;
With the key of softness unlock the locks-with a whisper
Set ope the doors, O soul!
Tenderly! be not impatient!
(Strong is your hold, O mortal flesh!
Strong is your hold, O love!)
- Walt Whitman -

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Friday, June 23, 2006

yinyang

catching my soul


catching my soul to not run away from me .....

© luisa brehm
Doctors See Way to Cut Suffering in Executions
Check out this article from The New York Times

Thursday, June 22, 2006

we will prevail !!!

Shaka Sankofa (Gary Graham)
murdered in Texas - June 22, 2000

Last Statement - excerpt

And know that victory is assured. Victory for the people will be assured. We will gain our freedom and liberation in this country. We will gain it and we will do it by any means necessary. We will keep marching. March on black people. Keep your heads high. March on. All ya'll leaders. March on. Take your message to the people. Preach the moratorium for all executions. We're gonna stop, we are going to end the death penalty in this country. We are going to end it all across this world. Push forward people. And know that what ya'll are doing is right. What ya'll are doing is just. This is nothing more that pure and simple murder. This is what is happening tonight in America. Nothing more than state sanctioned murders, state sanctioned lynching, right here in America, and right here tonight. This is what is happening my brothers. Nothing less. They know I'm innocent. They've got the facts to prove it. They know I'm innocent. But they cannot acknowledge my innocence, because to do so would be to publicly admit their guilt. This is something these racist people will never do. We must remember brothers, this is what we're faced with. You must take this endeavor forward. You must stay strong. You must continue to hold your heads up, and to be there. And I love you, too, my brother. All of you who are standing with me in solidarity. We will prevail. We will keep marching. Keep marching black people, black power. Keep marching black people, black power. Keep marching black people. Keep marching black people. They are killing me tonight. They are murdering me tonight.

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

solstice













Apollo Sunrise

this is a wonder !!!
an old picture from APOD .....
may be one of the most beautiful i have ever seen

Give us hearts to understand.
Never to take from creation's beauty
more than we give;
never to destroy wantonly
for the furtherance of greed;
Never to deny to give our hands
for the building of earth's beauty;
never to take from her what we cannot use.

Give us hearts to understand
That to destroy earth's music
is to create confusion;
that to wreck her appearance
is to blind us to beauty;
That to callously pollute her fragrance
is to make a house of stench;
that as we care for her she will care for us.

We have forgotten who we are.
We have sought only our own security.
We have exploited simply for our own ends.
We have distorted our knowledge.
We have abused our power.

Great Spirit, whose dry lands thirst,
Help us to find the way to refresh your lands.
Great Spirit, whose waters are choked
with debris and pollution,
help us to find the way to cleanse your waters.
Great Spirit, whose beautiful earth
grows ugly with misuse,
help us to find the way to restore beauty
to your handiwork.
Great Spirit, whose creatures
are being destroyed,
help us to find a way to replenish them.
Great Spirit, whose gifts to us are being lost
in selfishness and corruption,
help us to find the way to restore our humanity.

Oh, Great Spirit, whose voice I hear in the wind,
whose breath gives life to the world, hear me;
I need your strength and wisdom.
May I walk in Beauty.

- Big Thunder (Bedagi) -
late 19th century - Algonquin

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

do not disturb

toni & zeca
© luisa brehm

Monday, June 19, 2006

World Peace & Prayer Day

June 21, 2006
Wolakota Foundation

Saturday, June 17, 2006

the way i walk



spring falls in the garden i walk all days ....
sadly sit a homeless with his dog wait and look around ....
they sleep on flowers though.
it's odd but it breaks my heart to see the little dog
arrested to the bench all time ....
is this hope without freedom ???
or just the human mind ???

© luisa brehm

Thursday, June 15, 2006

The secret

In the profoundest ocean
There is a rainbow shell,
It is always there, shining most stilly
Under the greatest storm waves
That the old Greek called "ripples of laughter."
As you listen, the rainbow shell
Sings--in the profoundest ocean.
It is always there, singing most silently!
- Katherine Mansfield - 

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

pearls of silence

pearls of silence

© luisa brehm

Calls for Change at Guantanamo
Check out this article from Los Angeles Times

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

voa voa para lisboa

voa voa pra lisboa

sto. antónio in lisbon for youme, Baby ;-)))))))))))

Monday, June 12, 2006

"So Long as They Die: Lethal Injections in the United States"
Human Rights Watch Report

April 2006

Justices make key death penalty rulings
Check out this article from CNN

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Guantanamo's First Suicides Pressure U.S.
Check out this article from Los Angeles Times

Saturday, June 10, 2006

dating time


© luisa brehm

Friday, June 09, 2006

'Confronting Confinement'
Report 8 June 2006


Com. on Safety and Abuse in America's Prisons

Monday, June 05, 2006

We are the stars who sing, we sing with our light;
We are the birds of fire, we fly over the sky.
Our light is a voice.
We make a road for the spirits, for the spirits to pass over.
Among us are three hunters who chase a bear.
There never was a time when they were not hunting.
We look down on the mountains.
This is the song of the stars.


- Passamaquoddy Song -

Sunday, June 04, 2006

fish of stars



© luisa brehm

Saturday, June 03, 2006

He wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.


- William B. Yeats -

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Thursday, June 01, 2006

web of dreams

web of dreams
© luisa brehm