Sunday 31 January 2010
A Great Truth
Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds. -Albert Einstein
Saturday 30 January 2010
Friday 29 January 2010
Thursday 28 January 2010
He Had A Dream
"I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation. [Applause]
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of captivity.
But one hundred years later, we must face the tragic fact that the Negro is still not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we have come here today to dramatize an appalling condition.
In a sense we have come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men would be guaranteed the inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check which has come back marked "insufficient funds." But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash this check -- a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to open the doors of opportunity to all of God's children. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment and to underestimate the determination of the Negro. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.
We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny and their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.
And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.
Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.
I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a desert state, sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor's lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.
This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the South. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring."
And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!
Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California!
But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!
Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"
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from http://www.mlkonline.net/dream.html
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HE HAD A DREAM. THE DREAM STILL LIVES ON. -SD
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photo from www.colinresponse.wordpress.com
For Martin--- No need for the formality of a last name, for we are all equal in his eyes. -SD
A Man Named King
Sung to: "Michael, row your boat ashore"
Once there was a man named King, Hallelujah
They called him Martin Luther King, Hallelujah
King was wise and he was good, Hallelujah
He believed in brotherhood, Hallelujah
He had a dream for you and me, Hallelujah
He knew that still men must be free, Hallelujah
The freedom road is weary and long, Hallelujah
But Martin sang a freedom song, Hallelujah
We must keep the dream alive, Hallelujah
Freedom's song can never die, Hallelujah
Once there was a man named King Hallelujah
They called him Martin Luther King, Hallelujah
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from http://www.mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=98076
Sung to: "Michael, row your boat ashore"
Once there was a man named King, Hallelujah
They called him Martin Luther King, Hallelujah
King was wise and he was good, Hallelujah
He believed in brotherhood, Hallelujah
He had a dream for you and me, Hallelujah
He knew that still men must be free, Hallelujah
The freedom road is weary and long, Hallelujah
But Martin sang a freedom song, Hallelujah
We must keep the dream alive, Hallelujah
Freedom's song can never die, Hallelujah
Once there was a man named King Hallelujah
They called him Martin Luther King, Hallelujah
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from http://www.mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=98076
And more from facebook... In honor of Martin Luther King
Sd Roads My baybay never looked more beautiful to me than when he did just singing that song with his classmates. They are practicing for tomorrow's performance. The song? A Man Named King, for Martin Luther King. There are like a hundred alleluias. Sooo sweet. They sounded like the Peanut's Gang with Snoopy at Christmas, Shane being Linus. : ) -Mommy4 minutes ago via Mobile Web · Comment ·LikeUnlike
Wednesday 27 January 2010
Another facebook entry of mine, of importance to all; those that are in need and those that can give help to others.
This is from my friend Kapil Semwal's Photo album. - "H E L P"
Sd Roads He writes there are many ways to help in the world, with other commentary. It is all very moving and touching. Sad, yet illuminating hope, these pictures I hope will touch you, too. -SDThis is from my friend Kapil Semwal's Photo album. - "H E L P"
From my facebook account; another entry:
Sd Roads I am really worried for someone right now. Yesterday morning someone jumped off of a building on our street about a mile east. Tonight a homeless man told me he hadn't seen so and so in 2 days. I know so and so.Yesterday at 10:21pm via Mobile Web · Comment ·LikeUnlike · View Feedback (6)Hide Feedback (6)
M... G... That's rough...if your 2+2 adds up. Hang tight. Count your blessings and whatnot, you have to go back out and do what you can with the sunshine you'll see tomorrow morning.
Yesterday at 10:27pm · Sd Roads Thanxx M.G. I'll try. But if it is 4, that hits real close to home. Real close. I think I will call the North Hollywood police again. See what I can find out.
Yesterday at 10:39pm · Sd Roads My dad was with me when I saw the covered body. We drove by all the many police officers and cars. I got a glimpse of the white blanket. I felt something strange the moment I saw the white pile of sadness. The body covered in a sheet of white as though it was blanketed with snow. I'm calling the police now, again, though I know it may not help. I ...
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will be bold and strong. Earlier, when I called to inquire if it was a shooting or a vehicular accident, she said mm hmm as if very familiar with the case upon my mentioning the coordinates. She then said, "No, it was someone that jumped off a building." Perhaps they tried talking him down, hence the reasoning for the number of officers present. Shocked a bit and sad, I accidently took God's name in vain, of which I am remorseful, and said "... Thank you so much!" On to that call now. ...
Yesterday at 11:04pm · Sd Roads I only wish I could have helped and he did not jump. ...
Yesterday at 11:07pm · Sd Roads Sad, yet relieved. I somehow knew it was a man. I told the officer my position, why I was inquiring, and another thing. She said she did not know the age but that it WAS a man. I asked if they needed someone to identify the body. She then sweetly stated that it was all taken care of, that they contacted the family and that the family was out of state. I replied, "Oh, I am so happy that it is not our friend. I am so sad that this happened. Thank you so much."
Yesterday at 11:33pm · Sd Roads She tenderly replied, "Ohh, you are welcome."
Yesterday at 11:35pm ·
M... G... That's rough...if your 2+2 adds up. Hang tight. Count your blessings and whatnot, you have to go back out and do what you can with the sunshine you'll see tomorrow morning.
Yesterday at 10:27pm · Sd Roads Thanxx M.G. I'll try. But if it is 4, that hits real close to home. Real close. I think I will call the North Hollywood police again. See what I can find out.
Yesterday at 10:39pm · Sd Roads My dad was with me when I saw the covered body. We drove by all the many police officers and cars. I got a glimpse of the white blanket. I felt something strange the moment I saw the white pile of sadness. The body covered in a sheet of white as though it was blanketed with snow. I'm calling the police now, again, though I know it may not help. I ...
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will be bold and strong. Earlier, when I called to inquire if it was a shooting or a vehicular accident, she said mm hmm as if very familiar with the case upon my mentioning the coordinates. She then said, "No, it was someone that jumped off a building." Perhaps they tried talking him down, hence the reasoning for the number of officers present. Shocked a bit and sad, I accidently took God's name in vain, of which I am remorseful, and said "... Thank you so much!" On to that call now. ...
Yesterday at 11:04pm · Sd Roads I only wish I could have helped and he did not jump. ...
Yesterday at 11:07pm · Sd Roads Sad, yet relieved. I somehow knew it was a man. I told the officer my position, why I was inquiring, and another thing. She said she did not know the age but that it WAS a man. I asked if they needed someone to identify the body. She then sweetly stated that it was all taken care of, that they contacted the family and that the family was out of state. I replied, "Oh, I am so happy that it is not our friend. I am so sad that this happened. Thank you so much."
Yesterday at 11:33pm · Sd Roads She tenderly replied, "Ohh, you are welcome."
Yesterday at 11:35pm ·
Tuesday 26 January 2010
On Trees- From me facebook account
Thank Terrance**** for the Smile here:
Aww. Too cool. Ya know, it works I am accepting this late. Thatz because, though I have taken virtually all of my Christmas decorations down, I have left three things up. Those are the family Christmas tree, Shane's tree, and mine. The last two are small. I just love trees!!! We decided to leave the tree in the living room decorationless until just before Valentine's Day. Then we will decorate it with hearts. Afterwards, we will place our Valentine's on that tree. And on St. Patty's Day, we will put up shamrocks made out of construction paper. For Easter, we will put up decorated eggs of non perishable kind. ; ) : ) -SD, thatz me
Sd received a Santa Smile at iSmile.
My friend Terrance gave me a Santa Smile. You can smile at me too! =)
Aww. Too cool. Ya know, it works I am accepting this late. Thatz because, though I have taken virtually all of my Christmas decorations down, I have left three things up. Those are the family Christmas tree, Shane's tree, and mine. The last two are small. I just love trees!!! We decided to leave the tree in the living room decorationless until just before Valentine's Day. Then we will decorate it with hearts. Afterwards, we will place our Valentine's on that tree. And on St. Patty's Day, we will put up shamrocks made out of construction paper. For Easter, we will put up decorated eggs of non perishable kind. ; ) : ) -SD, thatz me
Sd received a Santa Smile at iSmile.
My friend Terrance gave me a Santa Smile. You can smile at me too! =)
Monday 25 January 2010
Saturday 23 January 2010
From my facebook account:
RemoveSd Roads Help for Haiti NOW. hopeforhaitinow dot org. 1 8seven7 99 HAITI. Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down.Yesterday at 8:23pm via Mobile Web · Comment ·LikeUnlike · View Feedback (2)Hide Feedback (2)T... R... likes this.
Sd Roads Do what you can. Please. -SD "I'll stand by you."
Yesterday at 8:26pm
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Still hopin' for Haiti... and will continue. -SD
Sd Roads Do what you can. Please. -SD "I'll stand by you."
Yesterday at 8:26pm
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Still hopin' for Haiti... and will continue. -SD
Wednesday 20 January 2010
Important News Flash
Twitter has hit full capacity. Will keep you posted of this catastrophic event. -SDRoads, reporting LoLoLoL
Tuesday 19 January 2010
Hey there.
Hi everybody. I am taking this course on becoming a rescuer and first responder with the local fire department. I am very thrilled to be doing it. In 5 weeks, it is the graduation party. Woo hooo!!!!! -SD
Thursday 14 January 2010
Sunday 10 January 2010
I am so sad that he died.
Ceceilia's dad died. For a girl and her daddy; a woman and her father, I have been singing Disney's When You Wish Upon A Star along with my keyboard. My inflammed lungs don't seem to mind. R.I.P. -SDRoads
Friday 8 January 2010
Another Step Closer
Another step closer to getting JillianJon where she belongs, to
safety. Thank you K. I pray for her safe passage. I hope she is still
alive and well, as well as she can be in her circumstances. God help
her. God help us all. Protect us, in the name of Jesus, as we come up
against that organized entity that harms children. -SD, daughter and
Mommy
safety. Thank you K. I pray for her safe passage. I hope she is still
alive and well, as well as she can be in her circumstances. God help
her. God help us all. Protect us, in the name of Jesus, as we come up
against that organized entity that harms children. -SD, daughter and
Mommy
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Sunday 3 January 2010
Fwd: Google Alert - JonBenet
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Friday 1 January 2010
The Moon Rests
The moon rests gently in the night sky. He is nestled amongst the
stars in the black of night, just out my window, smiling down on me.
-SDRoads
stars in the black of night, just out my window, smiling down on me.
-SDRoads
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