The endless and brief moment when ocean greets shore, when darkness welcomes dawn, when air levies earth, when inspiration becomes expiration... when dreams whisper to awakening..when life eases into death. A space where time is not as we know it to be; a time rich in mystery & magic.
Monday, January 21, 2008
Feature: Doorways
Posted By Hecate is a Letter written by Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. while in jail.....this is but an excerpt, read the full letter @ http://hecatedemetersdatter.blogspot.com/search/label/America
"We know through painful experience that freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor; it must be demanded by the oppressed. Frankly, I have yet to engage in a direct-action campaign that was "well timed" in the view of those who have not suffered unduly from the disease of segregation. For years now I have heard the word "Wait!" It rings in the ear of every Negro with piercing familiarity. This "Wait" has almost always meant 'Never." We must come to see, with one of our distinguished jurists, that "justice too long delayed is justice denied."
In memory of a man who knew love, freedom and justice....in his bones..
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