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* Figure 9: Total Peace. Vigo (Spain)
* Photo 10: Practicing peace. Mostar (Bosnia Herzegovina)
* Photos 11 and 12: Tinku Macha (Bolivia)
Angel
The Best Music
Waves
peace signal sent into space by NASA fifteen years earlier, came to this alien world in which living beings without a soul. Noticed a strange vibration in the end of hard cocks, returnees, their gigantic heads. The pack members looked at each other. Many ran terrified stampede, a runaway procession, to take refuge in the distant mountains before night fell. Other ignorant his forehead down, preferring to keep eating hairy stones. The wave kept going with uncertainty, to other places in search of some form of intelligence. Master TSI Tsi-NA-PAH Peace Sells Megadeth Dan Fogelberg A Voice For Peace Slayer Bitter Peace
Conversation Peace Stevie Wonder
Donovan
Deep Peace America Garden Of Peace John Lennon Give Peace A Chance Van Morrison Haunts Of Ancient Peace
Frank Black
I Need Peace The Eagles
I Wish You Peace Bob Dylan
Man Of Peace King Crimson
Peace - A Beginning King Crimson
Peace King Crimson
Peace - An End The Doors
Peace Frog 10 CC
Peace In Our Time Boston
Peace Of Mind U2
Peace On Earth Cat Stevens
Peace Train Elvis Costello
Peace, Love & Understanding Paul McCartney
Pipe Of Peace Ocen Colour Scene
Profit In Peace Ac/DC
R.I.P (Rock In Peace) Van Morrison
Some Peace Of Mind Cheap Trick
Speak Now Or Forever Hold Your Peace (Prepared by
Txals MixPod )
Songs that speak of peace, without mentioning the word in the title:
Dear God Sarah MacLachan
Arlo Guthrie All Over The World Imagine John Lennon Marvin Gaye What's Going On Bob Marley
Get Up Stand Up The Seekers
Come The Day Ed McCurdy, played by Simon And Garfunkel, among many others
Last Night I Had the Strangest Dream Bobby Darrin
Simple Song Freedom Of Ben Harper With My Own Two Hands Bob Dylan With God On Our Side John Phillips (Mamas & The Papas)
've Been Asking Questions Link to the page where Neil Young has collected songs with a positive message, both anti-war, and ecological.
Link to interesting page about music and peace.
Txals
Dark Night On The Route Hello friend, I liked the proposal, so I decided to write some words. Could be wandering in leaves and leaves without arrive at any port. So I decided to try to show the path of peace that I have witnessed in my personal experience. To do this, of course, I've been thinking about what song I want it to sound in the background while I reflect on the subject, and the truth, if I ignore the instinct I have it clear, I'll stick with Mike Scott and the version who played with Spirit The Waterboys at Glastonbury 86. I leave the translated lyrics below ... but Full Length version of the bonus disc of This Is The Sea, after seeing the video for Just ... A Day In The Life I thought to myself that or Mike Scott had suffered a stroke at some point in their life or is having a very lucid mind that allows move easily from side to side of his brain.
I've been for almost two years on the dole, in any family, this would be a major catastrophe (and those who have no where to eat), in my case almost was because I was raised to fit into the scheme of studies and works, and if you do not follow the outline, you're not normal ... I spent a wonderful thing that transformed the catastrophe in luck, and that thing called Mark ... from night to morning, I saw homemaker and was lucky enough to witness the first years of my son, away from the competition, far from having to be alert to the stabbing of a fellow rogue and away from business vision in which it is not worth it to do your job, but how well you know your boss win at the bar or on the pediment. It took me into the role, but once I got, money I did not care. Marcos leave home for the sole purpose of discovering the new world that opened before him, and again before mine, everything was subsceptible analysis, I began to see things differently, here I began to experience true inner peace . Other
peace
experienced it in one of these trips to the New World, used to have almost every day a single objective: the swings in the park. So at the end of the road while I sat with the new browser examined details of each new device. Almost two years old started to interact with other young explorers. Then I realized what the problem is, children irrespective of their nationality and social position, just looking to play and smile, and witnessed as many parents, this annoyed them, was like a''careful not bother,'' or''baby come by here than there are them,''saw these reactions are both FOREIGN and country mentality, do not mean a speech of any kind. I remembered the video on the brain what the doctor had loads of keys each, the burden as we grow we are getting into the backpack exploration, and there comes a time that is so heavy that it becomes difficult to move, I took, I guess most take one more charge each other less, where are you going?, education. Since I am convinced that education so despised by budgets and policies is in the end you have to lead the quiet revolution to peace in all its aspects. Why in the school since the speech is so small that dispute leaves'''that toy', must begin to defend himself and find his role?'' I am not a teacher, but I guess there are other options, I met an experienced pedagogue by chance in a shop, he was retired and spent only to lectures, I literally said''a shame that children in school to be contaminated, I wish they could keep that purity entire life.''
We do believe from birth that our dreams are only dreams that never will be reality, that are utopian and not worth fighting for them, you just have to let you drag the rest. I think this is not true, not true at all, each one has something special to do and to say, that way life would be like one of those dreams, says Mike Scott,''is what the spirit man can be.''
Sorry, I've spent, so far as to write simply reassures me in my convictions and has done it again I feel lucky that I have, even not having much of anything.
spirit man gets tired man surrenders
don't
won't
spirit spirit flies man crawls
spirit lives When man dies
Seems
spirit man is man dreams
spirit lives Man is tethered
spirit is free What spirit is man can Be
now we tread the fresh fields,
the Higher Grounds and the summer
slopes that man may someday climb on
now we tread the fresh fields
the higher ground and the summer slopes
that man may someday climb on
we're on the heels of Rimbaud
we are in the swing
chandelier-like dancing
and we feel everything
high on the wine of life
high on the wine of life
untethered and free
untethered and free
what spirit is man can be ***
el hombre se cansa
el espíritu no
el hombre se rinde
el espíritu nunca
el hombre se arrastra
el espíritu vuela
el espíritu vive cuando el hombre muere
el hombre parece
el espíritu es
los hombres sueñan
el espíritu vive
el hombre está atado
el espíritu es libre
lo que el espíritu es el hombre puede ser
ahora pisamos los campos frescos,
las tierras altas y subimos las cuestas de verano
donde el hombre algún día podrá llegar
ahora pisamos los campos frescos
la tierra más alta y subimos las cuestas de verano
donde el hombre algún día podrá llegar
estamos tras la pista de Rimbaud
nos columpiamos
bajo las luces, bailando
y sentimos como todo
sube en el vino de la vida
sube en el vino de la vida
sin ataduras y libres
sin ataduras y libres
lo que el espíritu the man can be
(Translation Txals)
Ned Henry
Toxic Decibel Many, many years had passed since the critical wars of the twentieth, XXI and XXII. And now, decimated and exhausted human beings realized that everything had been a wear and abrasion of the species and its environment that was already hopeless. They had lost many things, including the dignity and education. Had given rise to the triumph of lies and violence, and even the least violent of the human beings had been involved in fights and crimes by those stupid pieces of cloth of those made the banners and flags. Everywhere, masses of rubble and ruins in the desert now growing weeds and bad grass. The leaders took care to eliminate each other no matter the lives of their citizens and there was no child who does not cry in those ruins global call Earth. So those three centuries had elapsed. Misunderstood technology, religion, bigotry ...
Now the few humans who remained on the balloon were too tired after cultivating the land to fight, well now there was room for everyone. But still latent in the idiosyncrasies of the human genome the same problems ever, intelligence becomes uncontrolled violence and is the same old problem, already old and well known. So I decided to start this church. I'm the Reverend Crow. The first and only ardent follower of the church I founded a few days ago. The Fourth Century Church of Liberation and, even when making old mistakes, make advocacy of nonviolence. Give peace a chance, use your intelligence and profess my religion. Lee, feel, dance, work, but do not raise your hand. You'll be a little more free. Babelain
Toto-Vaca Freaky, I'm a little stressed. This afternoon I have started to record the song The Inner Light from our beloved George Harrison. This is the collaboration that wanted to send to the post of La Paz. I was not sure how to do it. I started about 16:30 and 19:15 and are just finished. It is a complicated issue, I have a group of Indian musicians George Harrison and I am not nor do I have to Paul and John in the chorus, so I've managed as I could. First, you have to do this as I've done it with great affection for the interest you put into this collaboration of bloggers for a complex issue. I hope not to disappoint. What matters is the intention.
The shawm I changed it to my Casio keyboard (it has a pitch bend wheel to make changes in ed note and look like a shawn).
The sitar I changed my Fender Stratocaster, with an effect pedal Pitch + Rever)
Indian tables if they are Indian tablas, played with my ball, of course.
The voices are my voice, that's what you get. The keyboard background
I did with my Yamaha Clavinova.
And I used two more tracks for the rhythm guitars (one with a chorus effect and a phase delay effect).
No more wax than they burn.
Towanda
My way of seeing life ''There is no way to peace, peace is the way'' (Mahatma Gandhi)
I do not care what color your skin, I do not care what you spend your worship God, I do not care if you have more assets than I do not care if you belong to one culture or another. I respect you.
''Men build too many walls and not enough bridges ''(Isaac Newton).
My World, which is also yours, governed by the law of the strongest, the most powerful or richest. Who accounts''check''the poor, the marginalized, the maimed by landmines or war ...?
Gandhi as an example of a man who claimed an independent India as the only weapon used''peace. " Every time someone used violence He starred in a hunger strike. Those were their ammunition.
''not enough to talk peace. One must believe in it and work to get ''(Eleanor Roosevelt)
And a final thought or life motto:''
Practice active nonviolence'' How?
Rejecting any form of violence: physical, sexual, psychological, economic or social, and especially that which is exercised towards the most deprived and vulnerable such as children, people with disabilities or the elderly.
I believe that peace would begin to show a smile ... As Teresa of Calcutta said.
Aitor
Fuckin 'Perry
Megamelómanos Friend, I do not believe in peace as something mystical and flowers. I do not think it's anything in particular. Of peace''that''seems so abstract as''happiness,''''or''sad''dumplings.'' Everyone has their own interpretation of what is and what we think may be perfect for another may be rare, or not being chicken and beef. To me what I like are pretty girls. But these do not bring peace. O yes, I know not. Total, you attached two photos of two beautiful girls, Ewa Aulin and Uschi Obermaier. As I collect pictures of 70 'and environs, there are, and some utility had to have. And as you can make a musical request, I ask '
Yard Of Blonde Girls' by Jeff Buckley. And that's my reflection, you can put literal as you send it. That is what I suppose to be done. And while this too. And this. And now I'm going to see VH Classic to see if they repeat a video, which always put them. And then to sleep. Get plenty of sleep for hours, now that's peace, no one will tell you that is not at peace while sleeping.
Blues Luther
101Bluesllegar If all politicians''
peace would be made peace.''''
Do not let it be another war, but if any
,
That all soldiers go on strike.''
''Freedom is not having a good master,
but have none.''''
My party is Peace.
I am their leader.
votes do not ask, ask
boots for barefoot-that there are still many.''Gloria Fuertes León Gieco
only ask God
only ask God that the pain
am not indifferent,
that dry death not find me empty and alone
without having done enough.
I only ask that God unfair
am not indifferent,
not slap my other cheek After a claw
scratched me this way.
only ask God that the war
am not indifferent,
is a big monster stomps
All the poor innocence of people.
only ask God that deception
am not indifferent, if a traitor can
more than a few,
that those few do not forget easily.
only ask God that the future
am not indifferent,
Hopeless is the one to go
to live a different culture.
only ask God that the war
am not indifferent,
is a big monster stomps
All the poor innocence of people. León Gieco
In the country of freedom
Find me where the sun sets, where there
a song.
Find me on the seafront
kissing the foam and salt.
Find me, find me
in the country of freedom.
Find me, find me
in the country of liberty, freedom
.
Find me where the wind stops
where there is peace or not there is time,
where the sun dry the tears
of clouds in the morning.
Find me, find me
in the country of freedom.
Find me, find me
in the country of liberty, freedom
. 4 Strong Winds and 7 Seas Noah was an Indian Chief Seattle of the Suquamish tribe. In 1854 its response to U.S. President Franklin Pierce, with the proposal to purchase the land of their ancestors, is considered the first environmentalist discourse. His words were not understood in his time and now still largely valid.
The Great Chief in Washington has sent us know you want to buy the land, along with words of goodwill.
We consider the offer, because we know full well that if we did not snatch the white faces land us with guns.
But how You can buy or sell the sky, the warmth of the earth?
This idea seems strange, or the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water is ours, how could they be purchased?.
You must know that every piece of this land is sacred to my people, leaf green, sandy beach, the mist in the forest, sunrise through the trees, the brown insects, are sacred experiences and memories of my people. The white man's dead forget their land when they begin the journey through the stars.
Our dead in contrast, never away from the earth, which is the mother. We are a part of it and the fragrant flower, deer, horse, the majestic eagle, are our brothers, the rugged rocks, the wet meadows, the body heat of the horse and man. All belong to the same family.
The crystal clear water flowing through rivers and streams is not only water, but also represents the blood of our ancestors. If I were to vendiésemos, you would have to remember they are sacred and so remind your children. Also the rivers are our brothers because we are free from thirst, we dragged our canoes and try to fish as well as each ghostly reflection in the clear waters of the lakes tells of events and memories of the life of our people.
The water's murmur is the voice of my father's father.
Yes, great chief of Washington, the rivers are our brothers they quench our thirst, they carry our canoes and feed our children.
If we sell you our land, you have to remember and teach your children that the rivers are our brothers and so are his, and therefore they should be treated with the same gentleness with which you treat a brother.
Of course we know that the white man does not understand our ways, both gives a piece of land or another, because they see it as a sister, but as an enemy, when he has taken up the scorn and walk, leaving behind the graves of his parents not care. Life kidnaps her children and does not care. Both the grave of their parents as their children's heritage, are forgotten. He treats his mother the earth, and his brother the sky as things to be bought, operated and sold like sheep or beads. His appetite will devour the earth, leaving behind only a desert. I can not understand, your eyes hurt cities of the red man. Perhaps it is because we are wild and can not comprehend.
There is no quiet place in the white man's cities, no place where you can hear in the spring the deployment of the leaves or the murmur of the wings of an insect. Maybe it's because I am a savage and do not understand things well.
The noise of the city is an insult to the ear, and I wonder: What kind of life is the man who can not hear the lonely cry of the night heron or discussion of the frogs around the pond?.
'm a Red and I can not understand. We prefer the soft whisper of wind on the surface of a pond and the smell of the wind itself, cleansed by the midday rain, or scented with the aroma of pine.
When the last red man has vanished from the earth, where it is not just a memory its shadow, like a cloud passing over the prairie, then there these banks and these forests are inhabited by the spirit of my people because we love our country and love the child's heartbeat the heart of his mother. If you decide to accept your offer, would have put a condition that white men consider the animals of this land as brothers.
I am a savage and do not understand any other way of life. I have seen thousands of abandoned rotting buffaloes on the prairies, shot by the white man from a train. I am a savage and do not understand how a machine smoking may be more important than the buffalo that we kill only to survive.
What can a man without the beasts?. If all the animals disappeared, man would die in a great solitude, what happens to the animals very soon happen to man. All things are linked.
Teach your children what we have taught our children that the earth is our mother. Everything that happens to the earth befalls the sons of the earth, if men spit upon the ground, they spit upon themselves.
One thing we secure. The earth does not belong to man, is the man belongs to earth. All things are connected, the man did not weave the web of life, he is just a thread. What you do with the plot, he does himself. Even the white man, whose God walks and talks with him as friend to friend, is exempt from the common destiny. After all we may be brothers. We'll see.
We know one thing, that perhaps the white man one day discover: Our God is God himself.
You can think now that he belongs to you, like I wish that our lands belong, but it is not. He is the god of all men and their compassion reaches equally to the red skin and the white man. This earth is precious to Him and damaged and incurs the wrath of the Creator.
whites also become extinct, perhaps sooner than other tribes. Man has not woven the web of life is only one of these threads and the misery is tempting if you dare break the network. Everything is tied together, like the blood of the same family.
If you mess up your bed every night die suffocated by your own excrement, but you will walk toward destruction in glory and spurred by the power of God, who brought you to this land and for some special purpose gave you dominion over it and red skin, that design is a mystery to us, because we do not understand because they exterminated the buffalo, wild horses are tame, clip the secret corners of the forest with the encouragement of so many men and the landscape of gorges lush hills with cables talkative.
Where is the thick forest? ...
disappeared Where is the eagle? ... Disappeared
So life is over and we can only try to survive the appeal. Perem
The Best Music Well, all very interesting, all very well but I know and looks bad, no peace is possible. Before it has not, either now and in the future to come, as more of the same. Pachi
Tapestry Looking for a name Peace ... To me the first thing that came to mind is the music of the last movement of "A Love Supreme" by John Coltrane. It is not just about peace, but perhaps could be a step, accept human beings to other beings human.
Lu Lulu on the bridge Many people automatically relate peace with John Lennon, it's funny I always think of Imagine. I guess his idea of \u200b\u200bpeace is quite close to ours. I would love to contribute something but I have fried head and not think of anything ... So suddenly from nowhere I was only an image comes to mind, which always has impressed me a lot.
Atalanta Atalanta I do not feel qualified to talk about peace. I do not know what means the most for peace. A peace objective and absence of violence among men seems somewhat utopian. Violence is like an instinct inherent in human nature. It is true that we live in a lucky area that has known war for generations so it is seldom that throughout the history of mankind. I suppose that education is everything but I think a very thankless job and lately it seems that more and more sterile. It depends on my mood. Sometimes I think we are definitely in the right direction. At least try to continue to denounce injustices, a luxury in most of the planet. Another peace
more intimate feeling that we have felt in a fleeting moment of our lives and siemmpre escaped. On days like these can only be a trend. Never reach the goal, but that way you can provide small and transmmitirás undoubtedly sincere joy to those around you. For me, it just gives it the capacity to renounce our desire and ability to tolerate. Paco
Man
Ningunaparte The Beatles Corner PEACE
If you see, there, on high,
With the air
move kites, no peace.
If you hear, there, on high,
With air, birds chirping
is that there is peace.
If you smell in the air, air to
hot cakes and flowers, is that there is peace.
If you play every day, breathing that air
Colorful, fragrant
sound and there is peace.
If you take, with your hands,
Comet, flowers and bread, and caress your fingers
The feathers of birds, there is peace.
If there is peace, there will be kites,
Birds, flowers, PAN,
Clean air, cuddling,
future and freedom. Luisa M ª Martín Alonso
(
Verses for breaking down walls - Collection of poems for Palestine , December 2009)
Ange & Freaky Boy Hood
Just ... A Day In The Life of elevators and harmonic ... Live as you want. While bombs another country on behalf of democracy and freedom and counting as always with the support of our indifference, we do not leave unanswered the question of a seven year old who wants to know what the word peace. We had
weeks thinking what to write on the subject. There were many doors, concepts such as wisdom, education, civil disobedience, non-violence ... But not find a key entry.
few days ago we started to see
You Can not Take It With You (Live as you like) by Frank Capra.
There are many anti-war films and short on peace. It's easy to speak out against the war, talk about what is wrong, what should not. Destroy, even as war concept is simple. Build, for example a theory about how to live in peace, is complicated and controversial.
In 1938, a year before the Second World War, Capra builds a story beyond the pursuit of individual happiness, builds an ideal of life. An ideal that some might label as innocent or child, but requires great courage: to review the very existence, ask yourself what you really want to do ... and do it.
One day Martin Vanderhof decides not to go back up in the elevator that takes you to work. And that day begins a new life begins to do what you like: collecting stamps and playing the harmonica. With this decision, as lucid as risky, transformed his life and that of his family. Turn your home into a kind of paradise where everyone does what he wants: dancing, cooking sweets, writing novels that never ends or engage in pyrotechnics. All live as they want and leave others to live as they want. It's that simple ... and difficult.
This kind of story is full of hope, change and commitment. The hope that any human being is capable of change. A change that does not begin and end in oneself but also generates a movement that transforms everything around her. And a real commitment to others, genuine solidarity.
Live like you want the gift speaks Vanderhof offers the listener a kind of key to happiness: Find your inner desire, so do it, have fun doing it and helping others do the same.
This idea itself is quite revolutionary, because commitment to one's own happiness and that of others may involve civil disobedience. A peaceful disobedience and always polite but decisive. Vanderhof is a pure anarchist. And the film deals with concepts completely subversive at the time but not painted but imbued with kindness, beauty and hedonism.
The search for happiness through constant peaceful revolution ...
To conclude, I announce What Comes after me. ... I announce natural persons to Arise, I announce uncompromising
Liberty and Equality, I announce the justification of candor and the justification of pride. ... Dear friend whoever You are take this kiss, Especially
I Give It To You, Do not forget me, ... Remember my words, I return again May, I love you, I depart from materials, I am as one disembodied, Triumphant, dead. Walt Whitman So Long! (Excerpts)
*** Finally, notice what is to come after me.
... Ad
the advent of real people,
Ad to justice triumphant announcement
uncompromising liberty and equality,
Ad justification of candor and the justification of pride.
...
Dear friend, whoever you are, accept this kiss
I give it especially to you, do not forget me,
...
Mark my words, can I come back,
I love you, leaving the material,
'm like disembodied, triumphant, dead. Walt Whitman
Goodbye (Excerpt)
(Hood Boy Freaky Translation) ***
