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03/13/2025

This Life

A Bedtime Story
3/12/25 22:47

In days before, when shadows cast their might,
A tale unfolds of one who sought the light.
In Southern lands, where segregation reigned,
A love was born, and a marriage gained.

His parents, brave, with dreams that soared on high,
Left roots of sorrow, seeking freedom’s sky.
From fields of cotton, where the sun would blaze,
To skies of blue, they charted hopeful ways.

With hearts ablaze, they ventured forth to find
A world of opportunities, left the South behind.
Behind military walls, where cultures blend,
They raised their son, a future to transcend.

So with courage strong, he walked through life’s great door,
A journey marked by knowledge to explore.
Through books and dreams, he grasped the truths unseen,
A mind awakened, sharp and ever keen.

In classrooms bright, where wisdom’s seeds were sown,
He learned the power of the mind alone.
A Political Science Bachelor of Arts earned,
He grasped economics and politics, caste systems learned.

Then in uniform, he blessed his father true,
As a military officer, he flew skies of blue.
With honor bound, he served his nation well,
In every mission, a strength and courage tell.

Upon the brink of time, he turned to gaze,
On that life of service before self, as his parents raised
As a Master Navigator, once he soared,
With charts and stars, his fate and skill explored.

Then in the stars glow, he forged a path anew,
From cockpit's helm to realms of aviation systems true.
Reflecting on the new journey, proud and bold,
A legacy of flight and tech untold.

For wisdom’s path did not end with that feat,
For knowledge beckoned, calling him to greet.
Aviation Systems Engineering bright and bold,
In realms of technology, his spirit would unfold.

With a Computer Science Masters he grasped,
And danced with data, and with numbers clasped.
Then an Engineering Masters, he continued to race,
His mind a vessel, filled with dreams to chase.

And in his soul, a light would ever shine,
With roots of strength that traced to the divine.
For love had graced his journey, blessed his path,
In Nancy’s eyes, he found the sweetest math.

A Long Island beauty, wise and warm,
With compassion deep, she weathered every storm.
Together they would stand, through thick and thin,
In laughter shared, their hearts forever kin.

Despite shadows deep, he faced the fierce despair,
Cancer’s cruel grip, yet love was in the air.
With Nancy’s strength, a beacon shining bright,
Together they would conquer darkest night.

His family rallied, friends stood by his side,
In unity, they faced the daunting tide.
Through trials hard, he kept a marathon pace,
And in meditation’s calm, he found his place.

Through trials faced, they built a life of grace,
In every challenge, finding love’s embrace.
Their home a haven, where the spirit soared,
In unity, a bond that never bored.

Yet in the heart of progress, shadows grew,
As whispers of division, hate, and rue,
Became the chorus in the land he loved,
A rising storm, unyielding, fierce, and shoved.

And as the tides of hatred rose anew,
He felt the weight of history’s cruel view.
In echoes of his past, he found the call,
To rise against the darkness, stand for all.

With wisdom earned from years of love and strife,
He took a stand, embracing all of life.
“Fear not the shadows that would dim the day,
For in our hearts, we find a brighter way.”

He spoke of justice, reason, and the fight,
To challenge those who spread their seeds of spite.
With Nancy by his side, they walked hand in hand,
To add their voices across silenced land.

In a social media he saw hope ignite,
He asked fellow souls to rise against the night.
“Together we shall weave a tapestry,
Of love and strength, where all can truly be.”

With every word, he painted worlds anew,
A vision bright, where unity broke through.
In hearts of many, seeds of change took root,
As courage bloomed, and justice bore its fruit.

Yet still the road was rugged, fraught with pain,
The specter of oppression would remain.
But in their hearts, the embers burned so bright,
A testament to love, a guiding light.

With each new dawn, he met the world with grace,
For in his journey, he had found his place.
With Nancy’s hand, he braved the stormy sea,
And in the depths of struggle, set them free.

Through every trial, Wisdom’s voice would say,
“Rise up, dear children, find a brighter way.
For in your souls, the power lies to fight,
To challenge darkness, bring forth love’s pure light.”

And so, as days unfurl like petals wide,
Each moment cherished, every tear and tide.
With laughter shared, and memories entwined,
A life of purpose, love, and hope aligned.

In twilight’s glow, he paused to take it in,
A journey marked by love, where dreams begin.
For every chapter written, every scar,
Had forged the man who now would shine like a star.

In every heartbeat, strength and wisdom grew,
A legacy of love for all to view.
And as the world around him sought to break,
He stood unyielding, for his soul’s sake.

“Fear not the night, for dawn shall soon arise,
With reason, justice, love, and hopeful skies.”
In harmony, his spirit soared above,
A testament to life, to faith, to love.

Now let the tale be told in the sacred ancient rhyme,
Of an American journey across the burning sands of time.
With courage strong, and wisdom deep as the seas,
He stands for justice, hope, and the heart’s true peace.

In unity, a chorus strong and bright,
They rise together, banishing the night.
For in their hearts, the power to transform,
Shall break the chains of hate, and love be born.

So sing, O Muse, of battles fought and won,
Of love that conquers darkness, shines like sun.
In every heart, the flame of hope will burn,
Together they shall rise, till justice turns.

This man, this life, a beacon shining clear,
In every struggle, love will persevere.
With wisdom gained from trials faced with grace,
He walks the path of light, his rightful place.

Goodnight 💤
~ Mark

03/09/2025

Of Gods and Mortals

Morning Song
3/09/25 11:47

In realms where gods of ancient wisdom dwell,
Upon the heights where mortal hearts compel,
A gathering of deities took flight,
To guide all humankind from endless night.

From Hindu lands, where sacred rivers flow,
Vishnu appeared, his countenance aglow.
“O children of the earth, arise and see,
The bonds of fear shall break when hearts are free.

With reason as your beacon through the dark,
Let justice shine, a flame, a guiding spark.
For in your souls, the seeds of love are sown,
Embrace the truth, for you are not alone.”

Brahma, the creator, wise with knowledge vast,
Spoke of the past and futures yet amassed.
“O mortals brave, in every thought you hold,
A universe awaits, a tale retold.

Seek knowledge as the treasure most divine,
For wisdom’s light shall lead you to the sign.
Let not the chains of ignorance confound,
But rise as one, united, safe and sound.”

Then from the East, the Buddha’s gentle grace,
Brought forth a calm that filled the sacred space.
“Compassion flows like rivers to the sea,
In every act of kindness, set hearts free.

In silence find the strength to break the mold,
For wisdom speaks in whispers, not in bold.
Let empathy be woven through your days,
And challenge dread with love in myriad ways.”

From Persia’s heights, the sun of truth arose,
Ahura Mazda’s light, a beacon shows.
“Stand strong against the shadows that confound,
In justice, let your voices be renowned.

For every choice you make shall shape the world,
With truth as your guiding star unfurled.
In harmony, let reason’s light prevail,
And in your hearts, let love’s sweet song regale.”

From Egypt’s sands, where pyramids stand tall,
Isis emerged, with wisdom to enthrall.
“O mortals brave, with burdens on your back,
In compassion’s arms, no soul shall lack.

For every tear that falls upon the ground,
A seed of hope shall sprout, and love abound.
With justice as your shield, stand firm and true,
For in your unity, the light breaks through.”

From Nigeria’s heart, where spirits dance and sing,
The deities of old began to bring
Their voices forth, with Orunmila’s might,
“Together, rise and challenge darkest night.

For in the beauty of your shared embrace,
Compassion thrives, and love shall find its place.
With reason’s wisdom, guide your every breath,
And justice shall prevail against all death.”

Then from the Greek pantheon, both fierce and wise,
Athena, clad in armor, took to rise.
“O mortals, hear my call, and heed my plea,
For in your strength, the path to peace shall be.

With critical thought, let questions reign,
For knowledge is the balm to ease your pain.
Stand firm against the tides of ignorance,
In justice, find the power to advance.”

From mighty Zeus, the thunderer with fire,
Proclaimed, “Let courage spark your hearts’ desire.
In every storm, there lies a chance to grow,
With empathy, let kindness overflow.”

The Norse gods gathered, fierce as winter’s breath,
With Odin wise, who spoke of life and death.
“O children of the earth, take heed my word,
In unity, let justice be conferred.

With reason’s sword, cut through the darkest veil,
For in your hearts, the power shall prevail.
In every act of kindness, find your might,
Together, rise and banish endless night.”

From Judeo-Christian realms, a voice arose,
The God of mercy, love, as soft as prose.
“Let not despair take root within your soul,
For in compassion’s arms, you shall be whole.

In every heart, a spark of love shall burn,
With justice as your guide, you shall return
To paths of peace, where empathy shall reign,
And challenge all the structures built on pain.”

Now gather close, ye mortals, heed this call,
The gods unite to rise against the thrall
Of ancient Evil, lurking in the dark,
A force that seeks to stifle every spark.

With fear as weapon, lies as sharpest blade,
It sows division, makes the brave afraid.
But in your hearts, the power lies to fight,
With love and reason, banish endless night.

The gods looked down, their hearts aflame with pride,
As mortals rose, their purpose fortified.
In every clash, a tale of courage spun,
For in their unity, the battle’s won.

Across the lands, the echoes of their fight
Resounded strong, a chorus of the right.
For in their hearts, the power to transform
Would challenge every storm, and break the norm.

In every nation, every creed and face,
They gathered strength, united in their grace.
In every heart, the flame of hope ignites,
As courage blooms to challenge darkest nights.

They took to streets where tyrants held their sway,
With voices strong, they fought for a new day.
For every child who yearned for justice true,
They stood as one, their spirits bold and new.

“Awake!” they cried, “For in our hands we hold
The power to create a world of gold.
With reason’s light, we’ll pierce the veil of lies,
And in our unity, we shall arise.”

In dialogues of reason, they engaged,
With compassion’s touch, their hearts un-caged.
They listened to the stories of the lost,
And in their pain, they found the common cost.

“Let empathy be woven through our speech,
For in each heart, a lesson we can teach.
With justice as our guide, we’ll pave the way,
To build a brighter world, come what may.”

And thus, the gods looked down with pride and cheer,
As mortals rose, their purpose bright and clear.
For in their hearts, the teachings of the past
Had forged a path where love and hope hold fast.

In every act of kindness, spirits soared,
As justice walked beside them, never bored.
With reason’s light, they lit the way ahead,
And in their unity, the darkness fled.

The tides began to turn, as love took hold,
In every corner, stories brave and bold.
They stood against the forces of despair,
With empathy, their armor, rich and rare.

As dawn approached, the sun shall rise anew,
A testament to all that they can do.
In unity and justice, love shall reign,
And in their strength, the world will break the chain.

Now let this epic sing through ages long,
Of gods and mortals, standing brave and strong.
In reason’s name, let every voice be heard,
For in their hearts, the power lies, assured.

So heed the call, dear children of the earth,
Embrace the light, and know your sacred worth.
For in your hands, the future shall unfold,
A tapestry of love, both rich and bold.

With every step, let justice lead the way,
And in your hearts, let compassion hold sway.
Together, rise and challenge every night,
For in your unity, there shines the light.

These gods of old, with wisdom vast and wide,
Have shown the path where love and truth abide.
With every struggle faced, a lesson learned,
In courage found, a brighter world discerned.

So let this tale be woven through the years,
Of how the gods and mortals faced their fears.
With reason, justice, love as sacred creed,
Together, rise and plant the righteous seed.

In every heart, the embers burn anew,
For in this fight, the strength of many grew.
And in the face of fear, they stood as one,
A testament to what can be begun.

So sing, O Muse, of gods and mortals brave,
Of how they rose to challenge and to save.
For in this epic tale of love and light,
The power of the many shines so bright.

with love,
~ Mark

03/04/2025

Subject: A Veteran's Concern

Dear Republican Veteran Member of the 119th Congress

As a retired military officer and a proud veteran, I feel compelled to reach out to you and your fellow Republican veterans. We each took an oath “to defend and protect the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic.” And when you took that lifelong oath, you put service to the nation before self Interest.

Now, I watch in dismay as your inactions threaten the democratic foundations of our nation On the same day that President Trump undermined President Zelensky and our NATO allies, Pete Hegseth proclaimed that Russia is no longer a cyber threat. You know that’s a dangerous falsehood.

When you align yourself with Trump, you align yourself with Putin. This is more than a partisan issue; it’s a matter of loyalty to our nation. As someone from a military family, I am filled with anger and disappointment at seeing a political party that appears to support a President whose actions border on treason. It’s disheartening to think you are allowing the actions of the leader of major political party become synonymous with betrayal.

By supporting Trump’s troubling affinity for Putin, you become complicit in a troubling narrative. This will not be forgotten, and history will judge all of you. Stand up for America; distance yourself from Putin’s influence.

v/r
Mark

03/04/2025

Putin on the Glitz

Morning Song
3/4/25 6:47

In the halls of power, where secrets twist and turn,
A shadow looms, and the lessons learned.
With a wink and a nod, he’s making his play,
A puppet on strings, in the grand ballet.

Dancing in the spotlight, oh, what a scene,
Putin in the corner, keeping it clean.
Trump’s got the flair, but he’s lost in the mist,
All eyes on the Kremlin, it’s hard to resist.

With a silver tongue, he whispers sweet schemes,
Building up a tower of spun-out dreams.
In the gilded rooms, where the deals are sealed,
A game of chess, where the truth is concealed.

Dancing in the spotlight, oh, what a scene,
Putin in the corner, keeping it clean.
Trump’s got the flair, but he’s lost in the mist,
All eyes on the Kremlin, it’s hard to resist.

Oh, the world’s a stage, and the players are few,
With a smirk and a nod, he knows just what to do.
“Follow my lead,” he says with a grin,
In this grand performance, where will it begin?

In the gilded towers, where ambition breeds,
Bowing to the master, fulfilling the needs.
With a flick of the wrist, and a sly little laugh,
He’s charting a course on a crooked path.

Dancing in the spotlight, oh, what a scene,
Putin in the corner, keeping it clean.
Trump’s got the flair, but he’s lost in the mist,
All eyes on the Kremlin, it’s hard to resist.

From the East to the West, the echoes resound,
A symphony of power, where loyalties drown.
With a handshake and promise, the game’s set to play,
In the theater of politics, who leads, who’ll sway?

Dancing in the spotlight, oh, what a scene,
Putin in the corner, keeping it clean.
Trump’s got the flair, but he’s lost in the mist,
All eyes on the Kremlin, it’s hard to resist.

So here’s to the players, the kings and the pawns,
In a world of illusion, where reality’s gone.
With the spotlight shining, let the curtain fall,
As the echoes of power resonate for all.

Dancing in the spotlight, oh, what a scene,
Putin in the corner, keeping it clean.
Trump’s got the flair, but he’s lost in the mist,
All eyes on the Kremlin, it’s hard to resist.

Khoroshego Dnya!
~ Marko

03/02/2025

An intriguing analysis has been circulating online regarding the psychological aspects of Zelensky’s meeting with Trump and Vance, conducted using ChatGPT.

From this analysis, it becomes evident that we have witnessed a true masterclass in gaslighting, manipulation, and coercion on the part of Trump and his entourage. Let’s break down the key points:

1. Blaming the victim for their own situation

Trump explicitly tells Zelensky: “You have allowed yourself to be in a very bad position.” This is classic abuser rhetoric—blaming the victim for their suffering. The implication is that Ukraine itself is responsible for being occupied by Russia and for the deaths of its people.

2. Pressure and coercion into ‘gratitude’

Vance demands that Zelensky say “thank you.” This is an extremely toxic tactic—forcing the victim to express gratitude for the help they desperately need, only to later accuse them of ingratitude if they attempt to assert their rights.

3. Manipulating the concept of ‘peace’

Trump claims that Zelensky is “not ready for peace.” However, what he actually means is Ukraine’s capitulation. This is a classic manipulation technique—substituting the idea of a just peace with the notion of surrender.

4. Refusing to acknowledge the reality of war

Trump repeatedly insists that Zelensky has “no cards to play” and that “without us, you have nothing.” This is yet another abusive tactic—undermining the victim’s efforts by asserting that they are powerless without the mercy of their ‘saviour.’

5. Devaluing the victims of war

“If you get a ceasefire, you must accept it so that bullets stop flying and your people stop dying,” Trump says. Yet, he ignores the fact that a ceasefire without guarantees is merely an opportunity for Russia to regroup and strike again.

6. Dominance tactics

Trump constantly interrupts Zelensky, cutting him off: “No, no, you’ve already said enough,” and “You’re not in a position to dictate to us.” This is deliberate psychological pressure designed to establish a hierarchy in which Zelensky is the subordinate.

7. Forcing capitulation under the guise of ‘diplomacy’

Vance asserts that “the path to peace lies through diplomacy.” This is a classic strategy where the aggressor is given the opportunity to continue their aggression unchallenged.

8. Projection and distortion of reality

Trump declares: “You are playing with the lives of millions of people.” Yet, in reality, it is he who is doing exactly that—shifting responsibility onto Zelensky.

9. Creating the illusion that Ukraine ‘owes’ the US

Yes, the US is assisting Ukraine, but presenting this aid as “you must obey, or you will receive nothing” is not a partnership—it is financial and military coercion.

10. Undermining Ukraine’s resistance

Trump states that “if it weren’t for our weapons, this war would have ended in two weeks.” This is an attempt to erase Ukraine’s achievements and portray its efforts as entirely dependent on US support.

Conclusion

Trump and his team employed the full spectrum of abusive tactics: gaslighting, victim-blaming, coercion into gratitude, and manipulation of the concepts of peace and diplomacy. This was not a negotiation—it was an attempt to force Zelensky into accepting terms beneficial to the US but potentially fatal for Ukraine.

03/02/2025

The Room Where Truth Should Be

(Verse 1)
In the halls of power, where the whispers grow,
They gather ‘round the table, but they’re movin’ slow.
With pens in their pockets, and their voices low,
They’re hesitant to challenge what they already know.

(Chorus)
Oh, it’s the room where truth should be,
But silence lingers, can’t you see?
Editorials that dance around,
When the facts are clear, they won’t make a sound.
Oh, it’s the room where truth should be,
But they’re afraid to disagree.

(Verse 2)
The White House press corps, sittin’ tight and neat,
With questions on their lips, but they don’t hit the street.
They nod to the spin, let the rhetoric flow,
But when it comes to truth, they’re reluctant to go.

(Chorus)
Oh, it’s the room where truth should be,
But silence lingers, can’t you see?
Editorials that dance around,
When the facts are clear, they won’t make a sound.
Oh, it’s the room where truth should be,
But they’re afraid to disagree.

(Bridge)
The Post and the Times, they wield a mighty pen,
But what good are the words if they don’t challenge then?
They tiptoe through the narratives, careful not to fall,
While the public’s cry for truth echoes down the hall.

(Verse 3)
The headlines twist and turn, like a game of charades,
While the people seek the truth, behind the masquerades.
They’re playin’ it safe, don’t want to ruffle feathers,
But in the pursuit of truth, we’re all in this together.

(Chorus)
Oh, it’s the room where truth should be,
But silence lingers, can’t you see?
Editorials that dance around,
When the facts are clear, they won’t make a sound.
Oh, it’s the room where truth should be,
But they’re afraid to disagree.

(Verse 4)
In the backrooms, deals are made, and shadows loom,
While the truth sits waiting, cloaked in quiet gloom.
They’re caught in the crossfire, of politics and pride,
But the people need the truth, not just a polished ride.

(Chorus)
Oh, it’s the room where truth should be,
But silence lingers, can’t you see?
Editorials that dance around,
When the facts are clear, they won’t make a sound.
Oh, it’s the room where truth should be,
But they’re afraid to disagree.

(Outro)
So let’s raise our voices, let’s break down the walls,
Demand the truth from those within the halls.
For in the room where truth should be,
We need the courage to set it free.
Oh, it’s the room where truth should be,
Let’s shine a light for all to see.
Yeah, it’s the room where truth should be,
And we won’t stop ‘til it’s plain to see.

03/01/2025

Columbia’s Blues

(Verse 1)
Well, I’ve been wanderin’, down this long, dark road,
The land of the free, but it feels like a heavy load.
I see the shadows risin’, they’re creepin’ in so slow,
Oh, Columbia’s callin’, can’t you hear my woe?

(Chorus)
I can’t find my way back home,
Lost in the voices that chill me to the bone.
Oh, America, can’t you hear my song?
We need to rise together, let’s right the wrong.

(Verse 2)
Once we had a vision, a dream we all could share,
But power’s takin’ over, it’s chokin’ out the air.
I see the people struggle, while the mighty play their games,
Oh, Columbia’s weepin’, can’t you feel her pain?

(Chorus)
I can’t find my way back home,
Lost in the voices that chill me to the bone.
Oh, America, can’t you hear my song?
We need to rise together, let’s right the wrong.

(Bridge)
Lookin’ out my window, the world is turnin’ gray,
The light that used to shine is just slippin’ away.
But deep within our hearts, there’s a fire still aglow,
Columbia’s spirit’s fightin’, and we’re ready for the show.

(Verse 3)
Remember the days when we stood side by side,
With hope in our hearts and a sense of pride.
Now the voices of division, they echo in the night,
Oh, Columbia’s callin’, let’s bring back the light.

(Chorus)
I can’t find my way back home,
Lost in the voices that chill me to the bone.
Oh, America, can’t you hear my song?
We need to rise together, let’s right the wrong.

(Verse 4)
The power of the people, it’s a force to behold,
Together we can weave a story, a tapestry of gold.
So lift your weary heads, let’s break down the walls,
Oh, Columbia’s waitin’, hear her anguished calls.

(Chorus)
I can’t find my way back home,
Lost in the voices that chill me to the bone.
Oh, America, can’t you hear my song?
We need to rise together, let’s right the wrong.

(Bridge)
Now’s the time for action, don’t let fear take its toll,
With unity and courage, we can heal the soul.
Columbia’s dream is calling, a vision we can share,
Together we’ll restore the hope that lingers in the air.

(Verse 5)
So gather ‘round, my brothers, and sisters standing tall,
We’ll fight for our democracy, for justice, one and all.
With every step we take, we’ll reclaim what is ours,
Oh, Columbia’s rising, let’s reach for the stars.

(Chorus)
I can’t find my way back home,
Lost in the voices that chill me to the bone.
Oh, America, can’t you hear my song?
We need to rise together, let’s right the wrong.

(Outro)
I can’t find my way back home,
But I’ll keep on walkin’, I won’t walk alone.
Oh, Columbia’s heart, it beats within us all,
Together, we’ll rise up, together, we won’t fall.

(Final Chorus)
I can’t find my way back home,
Lost in the voices that chill me to the bone.
Oh, America, can’t you hear my song?
We’ll rise up together, let’s right the wrong.
Yeah, we’ll rise up together, let’s right the wrong.

02/28/2025

Wisdom's Light

Upon the dawn, where shadows dare to creep,
I stand, a guardian clad in wisdom’s might.
With courage born from ages long and deep,
I call to you, my children, in the night.

You wander through the valleys filled with fear,
Your hearts, like fragile glass, are close to break.
Yet know, in darkest times, I’m ever near,
With truths to share, for hope’s and justice’s sake.

The world may twist, the winds of change may howl,
But in your hearts, the fire of progress glows.
Do not let tyrants’ voices make you cowl,
For strength resides in love that ever grows.

I’ve seen the rise and fall of many lands,
The battles fought, the hearts that dared to dream.
In every struggle, there are guiding hands,
And from the ashes, new creations beam.

Remember days when hope was in your grasp,
When visions danced like diamonds in the sun?
Though now they seem to fade, in sorrow clasped,
The light can still emerge, the fight not done.

So lift your heads, my warriors of the cause,
For justice calls, and you must heed its song.
With every breath, resist the flawed applause,
And stand as one, where all the brave belong.

The past may haunt with whispers of despair,
Yet from those shadows, I will light your way.
In every heart, a flame is waiting there,
To guide you through the night, to greet the day.

I speak of courage found in quiet strength,
Of voices raised from silence into sound.
The spirit’s journey travels every length,
And through your unity, new hope is found.

In times of trial, do not turn away,
For history’s weight may press upon your soul.
But know that every dawn will find its way,
And in your hands, you have the power whole.

The cries of justice echo through the years,
Resisting all the forces built on lies.
Let not the weight of doubt drown out your cheers,
For in your hearts, the truth forever lies.

You carry with you dreams of brighter days,
The promise that the future holds for all.
With every step, remember love’s warm rays,
And in this fight, you will not ever fall.

So take my hand, let’s walk this road together,
Through winding paths where courage finds its home.
In unity, we’ll brave the fiercest weather,
And in the light of truth, we’ll learn to roam.

With every challenge faced, you’ll find your voice,
The songs of freedom rise to meet the strife.
In every tear shed, make the choice,
To turn your pain into a vibrant life.

For diamonds shine with brilliance born of time,
And rust can fade when met with love’s embrace.
So lift your spirits high, resist the grime,
For in each heart, I see the hope you trace.

You are the warriors of a noble cause,
The champions of justice, brave and true.
In every moment, pause and feel the pause,
For in your hands, the future rests in view.

Awake, my children, to the call of light,
The shadows may encroach, but do not fear.
For in your hearts, the strength to rise is bright,
And in your unity, the path is clear.

The battles fought will echo through the years,
But courage thrives in every steadfast soul.
Let not your hearts be burdened by the tears,
For in your quest, you’ll find the perfect goal.

With wisdom’s light, I guide you through the storm,
The tides of change may rise, but you will stand.
In every heart, a spark of hope will warm,
And in your voices, let the truth expand.

Remember all the dreams you held so dear,
The visions that once shone like stars above.
You are the ones who bring the future near,
And in your hearts, the power of pure love.

So rise, my children, with the strength of old,
For every moment lived is worth the fight.
Embrace the journey, let your spirits bold,
And know that I am here to share your light.

In time, the world will shift, and hearts will swell,
As justice finds its rightful place to reign.
With every step, you’ll weave the tale to tell,
Of love and hope that rise beyond the pain.

So let the diamonds glisten in your eyes,
And from the rust, the beauty will emerge.
For in this fight, the truth will never die,
And in your hearts, the spirit will converge.

With wisdom’s strength, I stand beside you still,
Through every trial, every tear, each sigh.
For in your courage lies a greater will,
And with it, you will learn to soar and fly.

Together, we will forge a path anew,
Where justice reigns and love will always shine.
In unity, the world will come to view,
The power of your hearts, forever mine.

Have a great day!
~ Mark

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