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Art Auction coming up to support the Rhino


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Hello friends, followers,  do-gooders.  I have a favor to ask of you.

Besides being  a part-time writer I also wear another hat.  That of Vice-President of Operations for Fight for Rhinos.  That is  a self-anointed title I had to apply to myself when signing on to the organization but one I take seriously.  Its my wife who does the real back-breaking work in regards to research, blogging,  networking, fundraising,  and brain storming with other conservationist to help the endangered Rhino from going extinct on this planet and NEVER coming back.

Can you believe it, an animal that has been around for 60 Millions years…basically  a living Fossil, may go extinct in less than 20 years all because its horn is valued more than that of gold.

I think its tragic…to me the possible extinction of the Rhino and I don’t say this lightly is a summation of man’s ignorance, apathy, pride  and arrogance  on this planet.

The earth is big,   YES very big.  But so is our egos to think we can’t hurt it irrevocably.

 

Now this is where my favor comes in.  It’s actually a small favor.

We have organized an Online Art Auction Charity in support of helping out with various on the ground Projects for the Rhino.  I am asking two things of you MY FOLLOWERS….:)

FIRST  –  GO CHECK IT OUT ….!  Its starts June 1st for bidding, but you can check out the pieces right now. Right   HERE .. Some are pretty cool and we still have more pieces from talented artists coming in to add to the collection. Some are high priced and some are low priced but all fairly priced for that artist’s work. There is even a piece of Art done by a Rhino….:)

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SECOND – To garner interest in this Art Auction we are doing a Thunderclap campaign which is set to go BOOM on May 28th three days before  June 1st before the auction to enable us to reach almost a million people or more about the event. Basically the Thunderclap works like this.  You go to the site specifically for our event and click one of three social media sites you wish to broadcast our message through to your followers on that particular day. The three outlets are  Facebook, Twitter, or Tumblr  or you can do all THREE! (each one counts separately)  thunderclaplogo

We have a  goal of getting 250 people to sign up . RIGHT NOW we are at about 150 people….  We really need those other 100 people to make this work…..SO Please  ( I am now on my knees)  sign on to our THUNDERCLAP…it actually only takes a second to click it  and is completely safe btw regarding security and privacy.

Thank you very much.  I hope you take the time over this long weekend to help us out and the Rhino as well… :)

 

P.S I believe the Rhino is a Unicorn…a fat one but a Unicorn…:)

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Beauty defined


Beauty Defined ~

 

If you were to ask me to define what beauty is, I would first pause in my thinking, lose focus to the world and go inward and remember all the instances that touched….held me…..affected me….or drew me in where I had no choice but to be in that moment with it.

I then would ask you the same question and for you to go inward as well.

Then I would ask you of all the instances you remember and I would tell you of mine. And we would share them.

Then in that instant another beautiful moment would be born.

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by Philip Wardlow 2015

 

In a Dark Cave


Originally posted on Ain't no rest for the wicked - Philip Wardlow:

In a Dark Cave

I see the unseen

knife twist in your gut.

It slices into me as well,

a pale shadow to yours,

but I feel it just the same.

If I could take it all I would,

to eliminate what you feel.

from sunrise to sunset.

I admire your strength,

I cry at times

I love it so.

Your torments deserve accolades but instead you

just get more of the same pain

day after day.

I wish I could name your enemy,

put form to the intangible,

call out your pain to the floor

and wrestle it into submission.

I dream of being a knight,

riding out to the field to slay the dragon

that breathes its fire into you

from afar.

I would cut off its head and stab it

through its evil heart.

But your pain is hidden,

in a dark cave it dwells deep.

I…

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That kind of beauty


That Kind of Beauty ~black-and-white-female

 

She’s beautiful,

that fun kind of beauty.

The kind of beauty that drags you laughing by her side

Electric, a 9-volt battery to the tongue.

Blonde, brunette, or redhead who cares what fucking color

for she brings them all out in you.

How can you refuse

that kind of pulse

that finds your own.

That sync,

And sweet unsuspecting syncopation

to a spirit you desperately want

to get to know.

That kind of beauty

needs to be explored.

So stop.

Hear her heart

Shut out the noise

Take her hand.

and just let

her be.

 

 

by Philip Wardlow 2015

 

 

 

If I were to become


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If I were to become a star

upon my death.

Let me shine bright

just for you.

On those cold winter nights

when the sky is clear

as glass.

Let my

warmth seep  into you.

Feel me across

that dark distance

fill you with a bit

of me.

My energy will

always be bound

to you.

Always.

 

 

 

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My writing wants me….


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Roll the Dice


Dice

 

Roll the Dice ~

 

Dice,

Falling,

Gravity pulls

I threw them in the air,

now they must land somewhere.

On the table, they do a dance,

Rolling, tumbling, spinning,

so many combinations

could come.

No skill required at the outcome.

But my intent is everything.

For I picked up those dice

from that table

while all the rest just stared,

drink in hand,

in a perpetual daze.

Waiting.

Time slows, stretching out like taffy

pips tease then disappear

to taste a different future

as corners turn and angles

fly in a  latticework of physics,

a mysterious inertial

balancing act.

In favor or against

In favor or against.

Fate, a whim or not?

Fate is a fickle bitch.

But I will get into

bed and roll with her in the sheets

anyway.

 

 

by Philip  Wardlow 2015

 

 

 

 

 

 

No Boundaries


No Boundaries ~       BirthdayGirl

I see no signs
upon you
stating no trespassing.
I see no limit
with which I may
take your body to.
No caution markers
or road flares are set inside of you
unless I put them there,
pushing them into any hole
deep, deep, deep.
No lines confine me as
meander all over the
road
Bouncing to and fro.
You will never know where I’ll be,
for no laws direct me.
You live in my land
under my hand
but there are no borders,
no restrictions to how far you may travel.
Show me a map and I’ll throw it away.
I like surprises,
I like the hidden places
those secret spaces
that most people drive
right on by.
Show me yours
my adored
and I will show you a world
without boundaries.

by Philip Wardlow 2015

Strange Ones…


 

 

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I will never figure her out…nor her or her…nor him..nor them
They are not of my planet. Their culture is otherworldly. Their customs are strange and alien.
I am an X and they an O
I do understand their motives to obtain their desires and their exclusion
of my own status quo.
That has always been clear.
I have my own.
But what drives that core.
What drives their internal combustion engine?
Is it DNA, a cellular imperative, concocted in a biochemical
cocktail
or is it causality brought on with a sting of a whip
or sweet taboo kiss in the dark.
Either way there is an invisible mark
traced upon them
and me.
Informing us both in no uncertain
terms stay back
stay back
strange one.

 

by Philip Wardlow 2015

The Last Male on Earth


Philip Wardlow:

Hmm..what if you were the last Male on earth..

Originally posted on Fight for Rhinos:

Imagine as a male being the last of your kind… you, 2 females, and a handful of other creatures surrounding you. This is the life of Sudan, the last male Northern White Rhino on the planet.

At the ripe age of 42, this old-timer is spending the last of his days at Ol Pejeta Conservancy in Kenya. He is a calm and relaxed old rhino, who enjoys the company of Mohammed and Esagon, his keepers who care for him around the clock. He responds to their voices and their presence is extremely calming to him.

Mohammed and Esagon Mohammed and Esagon with Sudan

His days are spent alternating between his own enclosure and a larger area with both Fatu and Najin, the two females. When in their presence, he seems to prefer time with Najin.

Where most white rhinos are munching on grass, this is not his favorite; as he prefers Lucerne  (alfalfa), carrots, bananas and…

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