tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280253802011-11-20T20:06:43.330-08:00<b>silence, peace, freedom, where art thou....... oh, be still my raging mind! must i think constantly..... ..for what purpose... is it necessary............. 24/7/365..... how can i make it stop?</b>moses seenarinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12988452356594125772noreply@blogger.comBlogger1281100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28025380.post-10488521286998592702011-11-20T20:04:00.000-08:002011-11-20T20:06:43.385-08:00

raining all day slight, persistent drizzle i usually like the rain today, it's mostly sad jad spent overnight we did our usual yesterday riding a 16 inch nascar 500 bike to the beach a block away from our new home in huntington beach cross pch onto the bike path along the sand lock our bikes and run to our cliff of sand by the ocean running and jumping off over and over like the cycle of

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it's mid-august heat the ants are back all over the kitchen bathroom everywhere there is no one to talk to to listen to to walk with who would understand i am alone and this computer is the only friend and home it all started two days ago during saturday visitation son told cousin zee he was at his favorite place dad's home then later he told dad he cries to sleep missing dad every night it

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i finally made it to the judge totally railroaded old geezer allen overlord of room a norwalk family court not a father-friendly place still 10% visitation with son yet father pays half of all medical regardless of father's wishes mother can get passport for son and all required vaccines she can have father drug tested twice anytime in the next 6 months mother already has all the power and is

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hot day 90s in summer's heat heaven found on a beach cool waves crashing on warm feet bubbles and surf sand and water together or apart always complete child splashing playing catch with mother delight in each kiss pure joy in each wave's death five, small and skinny not an ounce of fat tan brown body for every woman "oh, he's so cute" riding fast downhill without training wheels a

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spring is herenew leaves on treesand radiation rainthe japan earthquakecontinues to unnerve mechild mother back to fightinglawyers outside the courtroomdemanding another year of therapyi steadfastly refusedso we're due inside the court this monthin one last therapy sessionselected pre-school is announcedalong with demands for moneyvisitation is back to square onewith strict rules and no

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another day sickhome from schoolyou called around 9:00 ami returned your call at 10:15 am"why you take so long, daddy""can you come get me"i promise to be there in an houri get there at noonyou are eager and a bit upsetyou march out the doorrelieved to be leaving, finallyi have to pee really badi beg her to use her bathroomgiving her a painting in returnbut she is upset"you smell of pot"i am such

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dear santai want toyslots and lots of toyscolorful beads, stuffed animalspop-up books, a green tentdora, diego, all about dvdsconnecting tracks and construction setsa kitchen, utensils, action figuresbats and balls for all kinds of sportsjacks, hulla-hoops, jump-ropecrayons, diggers, tall cranesracing computer gamesa school and friendswho wouldn't call me namesfresh air and palm treessandy

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last weekend was specialour first overnightfollowed this weekendwith two nights sleepoverover 50 hours togetherfriday afternoon to sunday afternoonjad is good at so many thingsmemoryrhyming wordsexplaining how stuff worksguessing the motivations of othersbalancing on my shouldersriding with training wheelsimaginative playand on and onwe went to a fairin eldorado parkour first scary rideleft us

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heaps of raindancing puddlesair nice and freshtrees rejoicingdark clouds forebodingscary thundersudden lightningattachment is a curseto a four year old boywhose best friend is dadpaternal separation a constant traumathe most important person in lifelimited to a mere 8 hours visitationduring the work weekone night sleepover on weekendstricked into being bornmerely to live a daily dramaoverflowing

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things you shouldn't say to daddyespecially as you're leavingand never with tears in your eyes:"dad, i want to stay with you only, all the time"my poor childtoo bad you miss daddyyou shouldn't have any feelingsfor anyoneyou will always be disappointedyou will always be aloneif you can't learn to be aloneto live aloneto accept lonelinessyou will never be freebut insteadforever needyfearfuland

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oppressive heat is overfall marine layers are backcool morning cloudscrisp evening breezeperfect weatherjad loves to ridecreate wolf pup denswith sofa cushions and pillowscovered with a sheetlight candles and incensebuild construction siteswatch mechanical videosrhyme wordscreate silly namessing when he's really happymake jokeswant to be a policejad's mom petition in courtfor full legal

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overcast morningsummer flowers cool breezeholiday sundayblissfully alonelife endlesscalmlyobservingtimelesslya dove sitson her eggsin her nestabove the mailboxa window into eternitycreation evolutioncan i live each momentwithout a single expectationthought captivates itselfat each momentperpetuating its self-delusionof relevancenecessityfervently ignoring the momentpresentactualityrealityigniting

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photos by jad 0510

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hot and sunny weekendcool wind in the airinvaded by peopleducks and coots vanishfrom the park camping and birthdayscars and balloonsno place leftfor the animalsshort daddy dayate and played gamesuntil "i have a great idealet's go to the beach, daddylet's take the piano and all my trucks" dressedready to goall of a suddenlife came crashing downa child gets hurtbleedingcut eyelidstears and fearfor

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cold nights heated by early afternoondisturbedby noise of trafficof thought and manmusic inspiresnumbing the pain awayof living alonea child in childhoodfreed from timegreed responsibilityloving to runhide and seekplaying electronic gamesa lover of truckscoloringmazes and puzzlessingingbells, flutes and drumminglearning mechanicsdaddy young againin paradisefor the momentbut then in painful

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majesticsnow capped mountainsbeckons the earth bound to pristine heightsstaring in awe eternity unfoldsinto temporary bliss soon to be meltedin 80 degree weatheruntil it rains againunbeknown to a fatherwho doesn't celebrate numerologya child turns fouron a drama filled daymother and grandmawanting him nearon daddy's daytaking a long while to bring him outfor the battle to begin"will you give him

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cold rain downpours all daya few days each weektrees green, happyshrubs rejoicegrass smileearth moist, cleanat the regional parkducks and coots loiteregrets posesuddenly, an alarm small birds take flightas a hawk cruise by a bald eagle call to anotheras we feed bread to the duckswe are chased by aggressive male geese we watch as they chase and abusethen gang rape a female gooseeach male taking a

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cold nightsdown to freezing tempsmirror cold heartsin the lives of waring parentspoor childmissing familysuffering from absenceof carefree days with dadforced to attend a ghetto pre-schoolfilled with sorrow and germswomen who can't handle motherhoodabandoning biological tiesexchanging loverstrading partnersseeking escape from childcaresweet innocence living in sicknessloss and becoming but every

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vast pacificstretching into infinityhealing with each breathreceding into memoryanother move endsentering a new spacenext to an old friendan olive treehome for singing birds sunsets and mewe miss the beachand what it gave wantonlyto a lovely child and heartbroken fatheradventure and discoveryrenewal and belongingbonding and silencepeace, freedom and serenitya year of growthfrom two to

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cool morningwarming by nooncold evening into blistery nightocean clear and bluecurving along a narrow beachcliffs occupied with homesraising into layers of mountainsseparated by dry valleysstaring at endless waveswe walk along a dirt path lined with tall palm treeskicking up dust stormson our way to farmers marketsampling fruits and flowersthen ice skating for an houra child too sweet for

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high on the cliffmiles of car lightsrimmed the coastline belowabove stars clear on a dark nightsuddenlyrolling fast and furiousan ominous wall of smokeenveloping the land in its pathshrouding life into mysteryperception into paintingthe dry air moistensand rain drops fellfor the first time in six monthssoothing pitter-patter drumming all nightwashing the earth cleanleaves, flowers, tree

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fall begins hotsunny and drytoday a marine layerrolling in from the oceanbeautiful fog at the parkcrossing police linesthe screeching last nightwas a hit and runpacked farmers market music on the promenadescene of last's night outreachscreening of meet your meat and earthlings to indifferent massesdown the pier onto the beachsplashing in the mothermore polluted each day sad inheritance for a

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i was walking along a crowded streetheaded to lunch at a seedy restaurant all alone with a heavy heartdesperate to escape from my partin the failure of a beautiful startrunning away from loss and anger refugee from the land of pleasurelady luck laughing at each cornerat my eyes glued to the floorwary, shy, hopeless to find someone with me in mindunwilling to settle for less knowing i'm far from

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hot days and nightsburning beach sandcrashing wavesthe mother coolsso sharp at three and a halfa child developing thoughtthrough memorization recallrepetitionthought is so ancientbecoming trapped into ego is unavoidablebut the body is olderthe most important lessonis learning how to release thoughtallowing the body to be freeof itselfbreaking through the wallof individuality isolationbecoming one

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nice clean sandhot day at dume beachat the far pointwe climbed to the top of the hillat sunset 300 degrees of ocean waves crashing below attachment is a curseforever carrying shadowsof loss and painthere is nothing else besides escaping from this shadowin our lifetime is a cruel ordealforcing divorced children to struggle with attachment each daddy daybut managing the conversion from stranger to

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azul, verde and rojoflowers in bloomhot summer daycool off shore breezesunset over the mountainsdead bird on the beachtorn between two sidesjad is learning self-hate"daddy, you are a bad man""you are not good""is mommy going to run away today?"so much turmoilfor one so youngand if the family war wasn't enoughhe's tossed out of the houseforced into church-run daycarethree days a week, all day8 am

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living on the coastallows you to escape inland heatrunning, biking, skating, walkingpeople are more relaxed friendlyi got the greatest gift todaymy child for a few hourshe curses a loti don't care and ignore itlikes playing with trucksand mixing liquidssays the saddest things"no one loves me""i like only you"sometimesdivorced dads need a breakfrom the agony of co-parenthoodfrom the raging battle

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crescent moon smilingat morning starwisps of fogrolling over hillstall redwoodsand a crowd of familiar strangersa park at dawnis heaven for awaking birdshaving rejected the outsidehumans have no relationshipto our natural world to the life in itourselves includedstuck in the pasttrapped inside our headslonelyisolatedin our own self-inflicted rejection all we are is emotional paincan love be

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clear cool skies on the beachbig puffy clouds inlanda few drops of rainwashes the air cleanbut cannot quench a desert's thirstin new york for a weekthe temperate forest is vast and alivepine and oak perfume the airin the heart of the biggest cityfor the first time this weeki picked up my three year old at pre-schoolhe's too young for thisbut what do father's knowhe was playing alone in the sandas

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grey cool dayfog rolling inhigh tide with low windsa pod of dolphinsswimming slowly northmissing sea lion weeks since it perched searching for shellswatching sea gulls flywe rescued a sea cucumberwashed up on the beachthe innocent child needs savingbut no one can help"i want mommy and daddyin my homei was happy theni want mommy and daddy"nearing the endof daddy dayupset childwith mixed

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such a beautiful daythe beach was warm even at sunsetthe surf pounding close to shorethe air refreshingsummer is heavenmeaning lies underneath every leaffor dad and sonits our death anniversary a year after divorce papers were servedi've traveled a bitdown this lonely road single, grieving missing a three year oldthen having to deal with him alonefirst i blamed myselfthen i blamed the childlastly

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i want to pick some flowersfor my mommythat will make her so happya child at threealready bears a grave burdenthe sadness of adults in their livesinnocently trying to helpas adults tear themselves apartin the interest of the childeach child is a flowerblooming in darknesschildren can't afford to wait for sunlightin which they bloom even morein the cool night airthey instinctively know that the

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sunny day on the beachthe sea lion perch on a rockdogging big wavestwo dolphins swim soft feet on sandsearching for rocksthe mother healsdivision powerful word why are we dividedwho are we divided froman animalbeautiful bodyengaged with lifein survival and sexbut there is a dark witnesswatching over the body's pursuit of survival and sexthis darkness seeks continuityof itselfthe witness thinks

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foggy day last timewe visited a museumsaw superman coming through a wallmade the coyote howlspun the fan dug for potswent into the mountains then to the lagoonwatched hundreds of birdspelicans, coots and ducksan egret and cormorantstoday was colderbut we ventured outand landed in a tide poolwith thousands of clams and anemonesa few hermit crabsand sitting on the end of the rocksa giant sea

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absolutely beautiful daysunny with no wind70 degrees warmbig waves crashing onto the beach the horizon to infinitywe played in the sandconstruction sitewith dump truckcement truckand crane truckthe child playedfor two hoursslept then played againfor another two hoursmostly aloneyet never wants to leave slowlyeach day near the seathe universal mother soothesfilling us with nothingleaving no

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windy cold daygray and cloudy36 hours is an eternityfor a child on a seconds clockenough to go from love to hatefrom one daddy day to the nextfussy childresenting being thrown outof mother and hometo a lone strangerpreferring grandmacrying to go back to mommymixed blessingslosing attachment to a fatherchildren aren't as sadover destruction of familyand remain cluelessto paternal painthankfully

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las fores canyonhigh above the oceanhas cool mountain airsharp and crispflowing gently as you napit is very quietas the sea reaches infinitya heavenly bluenessas far as you can seewe return belowtracing the river's pathto a wooded parkand noisy parrotsgreen as young leavesgreat at camouflageso too is thoughtin human affairsthe grandpowers returnedfrom vacation and the child's motheris back into

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you run aroundwhile i chase youyou sit on groundi sit there tooyou dig the sandi dig the viewyou hurt your handi want to hug youyou climb on upi have to warn youyou jump on downi try to catch youyou're feeling hungryi'm there to feed you you're feeling tiredi soothe youits just the two of uson an average daydriving in the caryou're in the backchilling in the child seatwaking from your napand we

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twinkle, twinkle little starhow i wonder where you arecoughing againpoor childshort visit with dad on a cool, rainy dayat the very endthe child started singingfor the first time just before she took him awayfor two more dayswhat is this strange hell i've placed myself inever since my child lefti've been unable to functionmissing my heart so muchunable to be with himin a meaningful waywasting my

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awake with me to watch sunrisestep through darkness to lightraising up with the dawninggrowing into a circle of lifecenter on the radiant energyemerging from the endless voidopen your wings and take flightits another beautiful morningchildren are in the momentconstantly movingfathers who relatemust move right alongthe minute you feel sorryyou're back in pastadapt or sufferthere must be no

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a short and great dayfor dad and sonplaying on a warm beachwatching dolphinsdigging a holefor a turtleto lay its eggsin the sandbe true to all things in lifein your darkest houryour own light will save youissues you care aboutnew friendsre-discovering favorite authors a kind strangeran old girlfriend thought is so pleasedand lightening fasteliminating yearsin a secondregurgitating a glorified

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the tree and the benchold friendsstanding togetherweathered by seasonsof summer's heatspring down pourswinter stormsfall's mighty windsproviding shadefor bench's companytree was around playful childrenlovers in bubblelonesome widows and menuntil bench broketree sits calmlyas children rush bylovers quarrelpeople disappeartree has no regretsbroken or notbench is still there

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the brief summeris gone back to gray skiescool weatherdrizzling rainwashing everything cleanexcept our mindstoday was daddy daythere are good daysand bad daysdepending on the child's moodthe weatherand maternal manipulationall three were presenttoday was a bad dayi picked the child up at 11 amfussyupsetnaughtyspilling his juice and waterthrowing dad's eye glassesnot eatingall day long like thishe

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where's my daddywhere's my daddyis he under the chairmaybe by the stairi think he is nearthere's singing in my earsthe smell of tufu in the airand i've lost my fearswhere's my daddyis he over herewhat's that camping gearthose things he wearsme and him are a paira dad like him is rareis that daddy over therewhere's my daddywhy does everyone not carecan't you see i'm in teari don't want your teddy

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sunny and warmclear blue skiessuch fine sand on venice beachthe mother felt cold and with few stones in her pathwe splashed for a whilethen rolled down a sandy hillthe child wanted to play morebut daddy knew they had to goit was already close to fourwith property and possessions settledthought narrows its stupendous focuson the childthought just digs childrenthey represent continuitywhich just

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its summer in winter85 degrees todaya recordi loved every bit of itit was daddy daythe ocean didn't feel so coldjad played with his cars in the sand alone for a minuteas i relaxed for the first time determined to allow him to be upsetwe both did okcoming to settlementmeant walking away from moneybut leaving the birth homemeant all the possessions inside were meaninglessnone of itcould ever make a

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it was cold todaywe walked three blocksdown the rampover us 1across the sand and discovered... puddleslots and lots of puddlesthey were deep and coldand endlessly joyfulwe ran through each oneup and down the beachpausing to gaze at pelicansdrying in the suna perfect playgroundfor father and sondada is entering new territoryof lonelinessand being alonespending days locked in a cold roomnot talking

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i feel so helplesswatching the bombingsin gazahundreds of women and children innocently killedthe world watchesand does nothingas a dominant statecommits murderin the name of peacebut due to local politicsanother election waram i responsible for any of thisis supporting one sideakin to supporting the conflictam i as violent as killerson both sidesthought will never acceptits utter brutalityhow

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how winter kills...the rain and coldkeeps us insidewe suffer in boredomand miss the beachwe're sick againme and my childi can't remember him going a weekwithout being sickdivorce is a death sentencefor the emotional well being of childrenand this mental sickness affects our health sometimesit takes a whilefor me to digest newsabout my childwhat can a 10% dad dofor a child that demands 110%from

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i discovered this songby nadia ali"crash and burn"that i just can't stop listening toand thanks to youtubei listen to five extended mixes plus the originalfor hoursnadia is a great writerand her song arrived at the right timein my lifere-opening an awarenessthat had gotten lossover many yearsin attachmentmore than anything elsethe holidays must bea time for forgivenessespecially to those closest

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ken oak band played some favorite tuneson third street promenadenothing like a live cello on a cold winter daywe sat and listeneduntil you fell asleep in my armsdear sonlet me remind youjust in case i forgot to mention todaythat you arethe greatest sonin the whole wide worldthe best childa father could ever ask forfar better than everyone every place every ideaand everything elsei've ever

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what does it meanto be a divorced fatherand non-custodial parentof young childrenhow does separation affectthe parent-child relationshipand a single father's confidencein the idealized worldof the nuclear familychildren feel betrayedand are rightfully upsetat biological fathersfor the loss of their familya child's anger emerges from the pain of separationand after being fed dailyone-sided stories

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overcast day cool fog blowing from the gray oceanwaves break suddenlyclose to shorerushing to the childsplashing in the puddlereaching up short legs and kneesscaring dadi haven't been here in a whileit hurts too much to even think of my childi try not to think about himwhen he's not aroundwe're only partially related now18 hours a weekless than a daywith stretches of two daysalonehe's always

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My lawyer finally showed up at the court, two hours late. He immediately met with the child's mother and her attorney outside the court room. Then he met with me outside. He asked me to sign the same agreement I already signed on Friday to avoid going before the judge. I refused. Since we had both made the effort to go court, I figured we might as well go through with it.We went back inside the

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In another case, the mother brought one of her other children to court, a cute girl, around 5 years old. The judge asked the mother, "you couldn't find someone to babysit for one day?" The law does not allow children in the courtroom, but the judge could not send the child out into the hallway unsupervised. So she sat, kicking the bench, as she heard the case.The parents were fighting over a

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All last week, the two lawyers went back and forth, trying to work out a deal to avoid going to court for today's hearing. A hearing costs each side $3,000, so I was interested in making a deal. Up until late Friday, our side thought we had a one and that the child's mother would take the Order to Show Cause hearing set for today, off of the court's calendar. As part of the deal, the child's

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I continue to be intrigued by UG's ideas. I guess it shows that I'm still interested in permanent happiness. There is in fact no state of sadness or happiness. Pain and pleasure are both momentary. They come and go in reaction to stimulus. It is pointless to try to achieve or avoid either state.In fact sorrow is caused by the very effort of wanting to be happy. This pursuit can only lead to

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in this worldmen are in controlof most areas of powerand many menabuse that powerin public and private spheresthey should all be punishedfor any form of violence against womenthis is not the caseand each daymillions of womenare physically abusedacross the worldsadly this large-scale violencegoes largely unreportedand since male perpetrators go unpunishedthe pattern of violence continuesthe vast

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Your mom filed for an emergency hearing She said in the declaration That I smoke marijuana And curse around you That I am unable to take of you This is claimed For a father Who helped delivered you Who spent all of your first 2 years At home with you Who bathed and oiled you Everyday And who spent many nights Up all night Soothing you Through teething And illness We were so close Father and

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I cursed your momAnd for thatShe is taking me to courtAnd preventing me from seeing youI cursed herBecause she refusesTo let me see you moreNow I see you 3 days a weekFrom 2pm to 8pmRight at your nap timeAnd it is hard for you to napJust when you see daddySo I end up driving for hoursJust to get you to sleepOr let you go without a napAnd have you fussy all the timeWe are togetherI have am not

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the seaour eternal motherso beautifuland powerfulbeyond imaginationwe came from the seaand crawled unto landmany years agostill we are mostly waterand so never really leftthe mothermoist surfcooling on a hot daycold currentshocking at firstis soon irresistiblesoft sandmassages with every stepperhaps the best is sunseteach one uniqueindescribably beautifulspreading across ocean and skylasting for

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the child has changeddivorce affects everyonehe's more quietsubduedlostin his own worldbutthe tears are harderto console as wellhe gets hurt easilyupset oftenrarely smiles the joyful laughterof childhoodthe dolphin soundis goneuncle dannyhas a new doga small black and white female puppyoreoit is so attached to himit cries when danny leavesi have to calm it downit licks his toesand face and chases

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yesterday was fridayand the child slept latewith themi saw him only after 4:30pmwhen he awoke from a napwe spent three hoursthree real short hoursplayingwatching tveatingshe came promptly at 8pmthen he had to gowith me in tearswhen they leftas when they came the child wonderswhy is daddy cryingbecause "i miss you"i explain"because i see so little of you"the child does not understandpoor

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two and a half years oldwith allergiespoor childtaken away from daddyfor four monthsnow sufferinglike your momdaddy doesn't have allergieswhen you were with daddyyou didn't have it eitherwhat does it say about the care you are receivingand the environment you live inyour mom claimsall she wants to dois to take care of youher only reason for livingis now to give you a great lifeone much greater

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gotta find time to blogthere are a lot of feelings of courseregretsadnesslonelinessdenialangerand a whole bunch of othersmost of the timesi am in a state of denialbusying myself with workit is too much to bearif i wallow in the realityof my child's absencei don't feel bad as much for myselfas i feel for the childbeing without a fatherof course it affects thema world that encourages women to

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it's a full moon and i don't care i haven't a peaceful moment to stop and notice it breaks your heart to see a two-year old child purposefully hitting his head on the hard floor willfully hurting himself in frustration and emotional pain its already been two hours half way through daddy time it's part-time dad for the day five hours of single fatherhood yip-pee its notwe've already gone

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ten ways to become a better dad (or soon, a divorced one)by the BabyCenter Medical Advisory Board, July 2006commentary by a divorced dad1. Be more activeThis father was in the birth pool and served as a primary caregiver from day one. He gave the child a daily bath for a year, and changed diapers on the hour. Then, the maternal grandmother took over bathing, and the father was relegated to the

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with parentsin eternal conflictfor childrenfinancial necessitycan be a good thinglack of moneylimits both parents' choicesand abilityto escape from marriageand household relationshipand to break up the child's familywith all humansin perpetual conflictmost parentswho refuse to stay together for the sake of their childrenare grossly irresponsibleand deeply flawedmany motherswho refuse to put up

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ego is based on our experiences our upbringing our parentsour particular patterns of thoughtvaluescustomsmoralsrelationshipsare copied largely from our patternswe are not uniquenor are our parents our thought patternsand so-called "unique" ideason how to live our lifeare thousands of years oldshared by millions all of us in conflictno pattern of thoughtreligionlifestyleor opinionhas of yet caused

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a father finally understandswhy the eternal motherwith the intelligence of the collective universemade this outcomea reality for her favorite childas each child isthis realitya broken familyis necessary for a world teacherto end attachmenthow will the young master respondbeing forced to hate part of youself constantlycompelled to chooseyour right eye or lefteach day will you respond through daily

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why do you do anythingeach timeyou enter a stale environmentand encounter the same personyou’re in relationship withyou react in the same wayand you immediately assume you completely understand the situationbutcan you ever know everything about anythingeven the smallest thingeverything is infiniteit doesn’t matteryou continue to believeirrationallythat you completely understand the personthe

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God and enlightenment are the ultimate pleasures, with their promise of uninterrupted happiness. Paradise, transformation, moksha, and self-realization, are all variations of the same idea of permanent happiness. However, these states are merely ideas, and do not exist. Besides, the body cannot take uninterrupted pleasure for long, and would deteriorate quickly in such a state. The root of all my

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the longand winding roadthat leadsto your doorshall never disappear...its so hardto imaginehaving childrenwhen you hardly ever see themshe drove the child overafter four daysof absencelifetimes of lonelinessuncertainty and uneasethe boy sat in the carwaiting impatientlydad was on the phonewith an insecure realtortalking about a 2 bed condoin cerritos for $255kshe took her sonout the child seatand

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the full moon is sadeveryonewho hears the newsof the demiseof jad's familycriesacross the skyand earthtonighttearsbuckets of tearsfor an innocent childwho lost something pricelesssomething very preciouswhich he can never buyfor all the money in the worldsomething which cannot be obtainedby anyone close or farat any pricea gift which can only be grantedby his motherthe gift of happinessliving with

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what isit liketo becaught in reaction45yearsimmatureslackungratefulsonnow estrangedfrom parents33yearsdependentwaitingidleat homenow alonefrom everyone25yearsfixatedradicalintolerantveganat oddswith humanity22yearsaddictedavoidanceescapesmokernow sickfrom emphysema13yearsrecklessuncaringlackadaisicalhusbandnow divorcedfrom wife9yearslazypessimisticcondescendingteachernow hatedby students(9years8

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dear sonten daysafter being serveddivorce papersdad lost hopehe's weakhe's a loserdad lost hopefor youfor momfor himselfhope's a precious thing, sonbut one that's not meant for usi'm sorry i couldn't give it to youyou must not have it for yourselfit'll only make you more miserablehope of being a familytogetherhope of salvationfor each one of usyour mom and dadhave always been lost causesdad had

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scoop, muck and dizzy and roley toolofty and wendy join the crewbob and the gang have so much funworking together, they get the job donebob the buildercan we fix itbob the builderyes, we can theme song - bob the builder-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------the sun came out todayit was warm until eveningthen

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peopleyou can never change the way they feelbetter let them do just what they willfor they willif you let themsteal your heartand peoplewill always make a lover feel a foolbut you knew i loved youwe could have shown them allkissing a fool - george michael---------------------------------------------------------noisy cricketsfill the evening quietcool windssmell of the oceangray clouds covera new

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So here's your holidayHope you enjoy it this timeYou gave it all awayIt was mineSo when you're dead and goneWill you remember this night, twenty years now lost.It's not rightStay Together For The Kids - Blink 182-----------------------------------------------------------------------------i am everythingbirds chatterleaves rustlein a gentle windits close to 90 degreessummer's heat is hereand

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when routine bites hard, and ambitions are lowand resentment rides high, but emotions won't growand we're changing our ways, taking different roadsthen love, love will tear us apart again love will tear us apart again - joy division-----------------------------------------------------------------------------i have killed all of you

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immense blue oceanplaying with sand on the shorepowerful waves unrelentingblowing shimmering globes with every crestcrashing in a thunderous roarpelicans fishing in its wakewater clear, coldsurf lasting a few seconds, then gonesea gulls pander for a morselsquirrels scamper in and outholes dug deep into the hillsidelittle black and brown pebbleslay on top the soft sandgems waiting to be

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whys this fussing and a-fighting?i wanna know, lord, i wanna knowwhys this bumping and a-boring?i wanna know, lord, i wanna know nowwe should really love each other (love each other)in peace and harmony (peace and harmony), oohinstead, were fussing and fighting (fussing and fighting)and them workin iniquity (... iniquity)fussing and fighting, bob marley-------------------------------------------

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(we don't need) no, we don't need (no more trouble) no more trouble!(we don't need no more trouble)wo! oh-oh-oh!(we don't need) we don't need no (no more) trouble!we don't need no trouble!(we don't need no more trouble)make love and not war! 'cause we don't need no trouble.what we need is love (love)to guide and protect us on. (on)if you hope good down from above, (love)help the weak if you are

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if i had the world to givei'd give it to you - long as you livewould you let it fallor hold it all in your arms?if i had a song to singi'd sing it to you - as long as you livelullabye - or maybe a plain serenadewouldn't you laugh, dance, and cryor be afraid at the trade you made?i may not have the world to give to youbut maybe i have a tune or twoonly if you let me be your worldcould i ever give

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show me the meaning of the wordshow me the meaning of the word'cause i've heard so much about itthey say, "hey, you can't live without it"welcome to the human racewith its wars, disease and brutalityyou with your innocence and gracerestore some pride and dignityto a world in declinewelcome to a special placein a heart of stone that's cold and grayyou with your angel facechrissie hynde, pretenders

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i'm a man with a one track mindso much to do in one lifetime(people do you hear me)not a man for compromise and where's and why's and living liesso i'm living it all, yes i'm living it alland i'm giving it all, and i'm giving it alloooh oh yeah yeah - ha ha ha ha hayeah yeah yeah yeaaahi want it allit ain't much i'm asking, if you want the truthhere's to the futurehear the cry of youth (hear the

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is this the real life,is this just fantasy,caught in a landslide,no escape from reality,open your eyeslook up to the skies and seei'm just a poor boy,i need no sympathybecause i'm easy come, easy go,a little high, little low,anyway the wind blows,doesn't really matter to me,to mefreddie mercury-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------unseasonably warm

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