Riccardo Gramegna's Comments

Thank You! Szeretettel!Valéria

"The earth is the garden and we are the flowers".......Peace and serenity for you.

I do not judge people, it is just if they recognize that we all live under the same sky drinking the same water, and breathe the same Air then WE ARE ONE .......... but I do judge my self and blame my soul for its Inability healing hatred or helping helpless people & children from Lost.

Yes I know and I thanks GOD that I am not alone at all there is Riccardo and ...........many could heal the World with love and care ......thanks

Hi Ricardo,
To live the way of Gandhi one has to understand it in the heart.
Great to meet you here.
Love and Light,
Marianne.

What a lovely picture. Went straight to the heart :)

Thanks and have a peaceful weekend *smile*

Thank you so much

não é só macacos que dançam , gente tambem , ou voce não sabe dançar ou esta com vergonha de dizer que não sabe ? abraços

Thank you my friend. We are together for a better world.

Love Gaia my new friend.

i do not think of myself as a poet, since i hardly write poetry. i mostly vent supressed emotions on paper. today i vented this to a scrap of note book paper...

this is me opening up a lot over the internet, something risky, i've been warned, but you asked and i'm beginning not to care if i am wrong, since only after this will i learn what is right.

(to the collective male)

Why does man cheat, lie, and manipulate his woman?
Does he feel no guilt, no shame?
Can he not see it is his own life giving force he criples?
She has grown in revenge for centuries now
Cheating
lying
and manipulating herself out of confusion
Dear man, this is not her nature, this is not her way
Ask any little girl what she desires and listen to what she'll say.
Oh dear beloved man of woman, her deepest dream is to be but only one man's queen.
Will one woman never satisfy man's hunger?
if this is true, than forever shall woman suffer
i saw man eat the flesh off woman's ignorant bones, left her barely alive with only strength enough to grow a thickly scab.
on man moves to devor another and another growing in strength and in power.
oh how wicked these women have become, turning into revenging witches cursing the babies soon to come...
Ah! what pain i feel, what wretched thoughts and dreams i have of my beloved man! My King, My hero, My Love, My Father. What abuse i whitness what abuse i've been subjected to. Forever i must admit, infinately i will not deny till the end of time i love you.


i have a difficult time whitnessing the abuse we cause and i know there are good men alive who are not cruel to women, and there are wicked women who are cruel to men, but today i feel the majority is wicked and can hardly feel. everyone seems numb and sitting idoly. when i heard a croud sing the national anthem last week i froze in sadness, i could not enjoy the event we had all gathered there to whatch... american people seem so lost and broken and what pains me more is that i also know we are all good.. <3

Love, Peace and Oneness,
Maria

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Love & Joy,
Ole

Thank you for being my friend, Riccardo Gramegna. God bless you.

Thanks :)