Blogger, Artist, Social Media, Web Designer, Photographer- I blog about nouns-people, places and things, even when it's negative I try to put a positive spin on it. @tinawinterlikfb https://tinawinterlik.blogspot.com
🌈 A Letter to the Young Ones Who Stop to Talk By Tina Winterlik aka Zipolita
Lately, while painting my mural, I’ve had the honour of meeting some truly beautiful young souls.
You stop.
You look.
You speak.
You share.
And in those moments, something sacred happens.
So many of you are carrying more than anyone should.
You’ve seen things on the internet no one should ever see.
You’re growing up in a world that feels confusing, violent, and often unfair.
You’re doing your best to make sense of it, to stay kind, and to survive.
This letter is for you.
💌 Dear Beautiful Souls,
Thank you for stopping by.
For saying hello.
For admiring the mural.
For talking with me—really talking.
Every time you share your story, your kindness, your struggle, your curiosity…
you give me hope.
The world right now can feel so heavy.
So broken.
Sometimes it seems like cruelty is winning. But then you show up.
And I remember that love still lives.
I’ve seen storms.
I’ve lost people I love, including a trans family member to suicide.
I know how grief, fear, and injustice can weigh on your heart.
I see the “catch and release” cycles, the violent headlines, the deep wrongs in our systems.
I’ve seen how the internet, once filled with promise, is now flooded with darkness.
You didn’t create this mess, but you’re doing your best to live in it.
And I want you to know:
🕊️ You Matter.
Not for what you produce.
Not for how many followers you have.
Not for your appearance or performance.
You matter because you are human.
You feel. You care. You dream.
🌱 You Are Allowed to Grow.
You don’t have to have it all figured out.
You can change your mind.
You can make mistakes.
You can rest.
Tears are not weakness—they’re truth, and they’re healing.
🌈 You Are Not Alone.
There are still people who care.
Maybe you find them in unexpected places:
A stranger, a mural artist, a kind soul who simply says, “You good?”
Keep those threads. They are lifelines.
🔥 You Are Powerful.
Not because you yell the loudest—
but because you witness, feel, and refuse to numb out.
You care in a world that teaches you not to.
That’s power.
Some days, I want to hide.
But I keep showing up because of you.
Because I believe in your future.
Because I’ve seen your spark.
“Even a small light can guide others through the dark.”
— Yours might be the only light someone sees today.
So shine, softly or boldly. However you can.
You're doing better than you know.
And I’m so grateful you stopped to talk.
With all my heart, Tina Winterlik (Zipolita)
🦋💙✌️🌻
“I blog about nouns — people, places, and things.
Even when it's negative, I try to put a positive spin on it.”
Today, I’m pausing to acknowledge something big:
This blog has reached 1,000,000 views.
It’s not just a number — it’s a reflection of years of writing, creating, witnessing, documenting, surviving, and sharing. Over 2,400 posts later, through personal storms and global ones, I’ve stayed committed to speaking from the heart.
There were times when I didn’t know if it mattered. Times when the world felt too heavy, or too loud. But I kept blogging — for those who needed connection, for those who were searching, and honestly, for myself too.
This blog has never been about chasing clicks or followers. I turned off comments when things got ugly, and I’ve kept it that way — not out of fear, but self-respect. Not everything needs to be a debate. Sometimes, it’s okay to just speak and let it land where it will.
So, to the quiet readers, the kind souls, and the passersby who stopped for a moment and found something here — thank you.
I don’t need applause. I just needed to be heard.
And 1 million times… I was.
Suzanne Valadon: From Muse to Master — The Bold Life of a Trailblazing Artist
By Zipolita (Tina Winterlik)
I recently came across a powerful video that reignited my fascination with a revolutionary female painter — Suzanne Valadon. Her life story reads like a novel: full of passion, resilience, and artistic brilliance. Here’s a deeper look at this incredible woman who defied convention and carved her own space in the male-dominated world of art.
Who Was Suzanne Valadon?
Born Marie-Clémentine Valadon in 1865 in Montmartre, Paris, Suzanne came from humble beginnings. Before she ever picked up a paintbrush, she worked as a circus acrobat, nanny, and artist's model. She modeled for giants like Renoir, Toulouse-Lautrec, and Degas — learning by watching them work.
But Valadon didn’t stay in the background. She stepped out from muse to master painter, becoming the first woman admitted to the Société Nationale des Beaux-Arts in 1894.
Her Art: Real, Raw, and Radiant
Valadon’s work is known for its vibrant colors, bold outlines, and a fearless portrayal of women. Unlike the idealized nudes painted by men, her female figures are strong, real, and unapologetic. She painted from life — bodies with stretch marks, emotional expressions, women lost in thought or deeply present in their own space.
Top 5 Must-See Suzanne Valadon Paintings
The Blue Room (1923)
A woman lounges in striped pajamas, smoking a cigarette. Books and patterns fill the room. Where: Centre Pompidou, Paris. Why it matters: A radical challenge to the typical nude — here the woman owns her space, clothed and confident.
Adam and Eve (1909)
A provocative double nude featuring Suzanne and her younger lover André Utter as the biblical pair. Where: Musée National d’Art Moderne. Why it matters: A symbolic and deeply personal take on love, age, and freedom.
Portrait of Maurice Utrillo (1921)
A portrait of her son Maurice, who became a well-known painter despite his struggles with alcoholism. Why it matters: A heartfelt depiction of her complex role as a single mother and mentor.
Joy of Life (1911)
Vibrant, earthy nudes frolic in nature. Why it matters: A bold, female-driven response to the male gaze in traditional art.
Self-Portrait (1898)
Her direct, assertive gaze challenges viewers. Why it matters: One of the first female self-portraits accepted by the French art establishment.
Why She Still Inspires Today
Suzanne Valadon lived boldly. She loved who she loved, painted what she saw, and refused to be silenced. In a time when women were often denied artistic agency, she claimed it — fiercely. Her legacy reminds us that creativity knows no gender, and courage makes space where there once was none.
If you’ve never seen her art before, now’s the time. Let her bold brushstrokes and powerful figures speak to you. Suzanne Valadon isn’t just part of art history — she’s a woman who rewrote it.
Yesterday, the world lost one of its most humble and beloved leaders — José “Pepe” Mujica, the former President of Uruguay, passed away on May 13, 2025, at the age of 89.
Mujica was more than a politician. He was a symbol of integrity, resilience, and hope in a world often dominated by power and greed. Known widely as “the world’s poorest president,” Mujica lived what he preached. He chose a simple life in his modest farmhouse on the outskirts of Montevideo, drove a battered old Volkswagen Beetle, and donated nearly 90% of his salary to charities supporting the poor and small entrepreneurs.
But his humility didn’t make him any less powerful. It made him more so.
A former guerrilla fighter with the Tupamaros movement in the 1960s and 70s, Mujica spent nearly 14 years in prison — much of it in solitary confinement. But he didn’t let bitterness consume him. After his release, he entered politics and went on to serve as Uruguay’s president from 2010 to 2015. In that time, Uruguay became a global leader in progressive policy: legalizing same-sex marriage, abortion, and marijuana — always grounded in compassion and common sense.
“Life is a beautiful adventure and a miracle,” he once said. “We are too focused on wealth and not on happiness.”
Can you imagine if our leaders lived this way?
What if instead of photo ops, we saw leaders in muddy boots helping communities rebuild?
What if their salaries reflected the struggle of the people they serve?
What if instead of luxury offices, they sat on park benches listening to their citizens?
Mujica showed us that another way is possible. He didn’t just talk about equity — he embodied it.
His passing is a great loss, but his legacy is a lighthouse for those of us struggling in stormy times. Whether you are an activist, a dreamer, or simply a tired soul longing for change — take heart. His life reminds us that courage, kindness, and humility still matter. They always will.
Rest in power, Pepe. IF only we had more leaders like you.
A Love Letter 💌to the Youth: Warrior Up With Art 🎨🎞️🎹🖌️📷
To my beautiful child, to all the young people navigating this uncertain world,
I want to start by saying I love you❤️. I love you so much that my heart aches for the struggles you’ve already faced and the challenges that lie ahead. I have lived through my share of hardships, but I also had the privilege of witnessing and experiencing moments of true beauty, freedom, and connection—things I fear you may never get the chance to know in the same way.
You have already endured so much. You grew up in the shadow of a pandemic that stole time, connection, and safety. You witnessed fear take over, watched people turn against one another, saw the rise of racism and division. You have known the comforts of technology, the convenience of Uber, Starbucks, and streaming entertainment, but you've also faced the crushing weight of sky-high rents, student debt, and jobs that barely cover the cost of living.
And now, as if that weren’t enough, the world trembles once again. Wars rage on, the climate collapses, and the future feels uncertain. I had hoped that by sharing my love for travel, by showing you the beauty of Mexico, by documenting our journey, I could open a door to understanding—that I could show you a world of kindness, of people who love deeply despite hardships. But the cruelty of the world has only grown louder.
So, my message to you is this: Warrior Up. But not with hate. Not with violence. Warrior Up with Art.🎨🎞️🎹🖌️📷🌍💌🔥✍️🤳
History has shown us that when people unite, when they sing, when they create, they are unstoppable. Look up the Singing Revolution—people who fought oppression with their voices. That is the kind of revolution we need. A revolution of art, of music, of truth.
But first, you must prepare. Clean yourself up if you need to. If you are lost in alcohol, in drugs, in despair, know that we need you awake. We need you strong. Learn how to survive. Know where to find water, how to build a fire, how to take care of one another. Not just for war, but for peace. For resilience.
The Indigenous Nations of this land have been warriors for generations, fighting for their survival, their culture, their truth. Take inspiration from them. Learn from them. Warrior Up like Thomas Builds-the-Fire in Smoke Signals—but do it with art, with stories, with courage.
I may not have much time left—maybe I’ll live to 108, maybe not. But I know that whatever happens, my greatest hope is that you, my child, and all the young people of this land, find a way to rise. Not just to fight back against the darkness, but to build something better in its place.
I love you. ❤️I believe in you. 🤗And I am with you, always.
Something strange has been happening. Yesterday, the elevator stopped on the fifth floor—no one had pressed the button. A couple was with me, heading to the fourteenth floor, and the man looked uneasy. He stepped out and took the stairs instead. I just stood there, feeling something shift in the air. “Oh, who just got on? Hello…” I said, half-joking, half-curious.
This morning, it happened again. This time, on the fourth floor. The doors opened, but no one was there. The elevator just sat still until I pushed “Open” and used my fob again to restart it.
And then, just like that, a memory I hadn’t thought of in years rushed back—the police, the sirens, the news.
I have been in this building many times over the past twenty years. But today, for some reason—on the day of the Women’s Memorial March—I remembered Nicole.
Nicole Parisien was a young mother, just like I was at the time. Our children were the same age. She was kind, hardworking, and trying to build a better future. But in 2007, Gordon Campbell’s government had made survival nearly impossible for single mothers. Rent was high, daycare was expensive, and social assistance had been slashed. Women were being pushed into impossible choices.
Nicole was trying to make ends meet when she crossed paths with a man who had been on a three-day binge. He took her life in an act of senseless violence. Her body was found outside this very building. A neighbor saw. The police came. But it was too late.
It was heartbreaking then, and it’s heartbreaking now. But what’s worse is that people forget.
The policies that pushed Nicole into that desperate situation weren’t accidents. They were choices—government decisions that prioritized budget cuts over human lives. And those choices had consequences. Nicole should still be here.
So when the elevator stopped again today for no reason, when the memories hit me so vividly, I had to wonder:
Was it just coincidence? Or was Nicole reminding me—and all of us—not to forget?
I saw a disturbing post about the world being on the brink of nuclear war and Nazi's in the streets....sound familiar...only this wasn't in the past ...it's right now...this weekend.
STOP!! Right now....
Look at the state of the world and think well about the future you want for yourself, your families and those you love.
Do not let history repeat. Practice love. Teach Love! Love yourself, your family, your neighbour, love the differences. Never embrace hate, greed or ignorance or this will be our fate. Watch this film from 1952.. it was made 10 years before I was born. I saw it in grade 5. It was shocking and imprinted deeply...but it would take years before I realized it.
Warning: violence - not suitable for young children or those triggered by violence.
Love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love, love, love
There's nothing you can do that can't be done
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game
It's easy
Nothing you can make that can't be made
No one you can save that can't be saved
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time
It's easy
All you need is love
All you need is love
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need
Love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love, love, love
All you need is love
All you need is love
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need
Nothing you can know that isn't known
Nothing you can see that isn't shown
Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be
It's easy
All you need is love
All you need is love
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need
All you need is love (All together, now!)
All you need is love (Everybody!)
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Yee-hai! (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Yesterday (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Love is all you need (Love is all you need)
Oh yeah! (Love is all you need)
She loves you, yeah yeah yeah (Love is all you need)
She loves you, yeah yeah yeah (Love is all you need)
My daughter was 4.5 when my mom passed and we were in Nelson.
We moved during Kindergarten. We had 4 teachers in that one year. 2 in Nelson because the first teacher needed a knee operation and so another teacher took over. But in Vancouver, the same thing happened. The first teacher got sick and so another came.
On the first day of grade one some really funky things happened and it
was the catalyst that pushed me to buy the tickets...and because I had
managed to scrape together enough money and off we went to Mexico, so
she could learn about her Mexican culture, language and landscapes.
Here's a little post about it. http://adventurezinmexico.blogspot.ca/2016/12/to-zipolite-with-love.html
on my blog Zipolita'z & Angelita'z Adventurez in Mexico http://adventurezinmexico.blogspot.ca
This is a great video and it explains so simply what is wrong with the way people learn these days and what is considered "normal everyday life" and what is school and how it got there.
And this doesn't even mention the TRUTH... about the evilness of Residential Schools and how that was the horrendous way of assimilating all the Indigenous people for 125 years and it's legacy lives with so many children taken away (stolen) and put in the welfare system and the parents put in jail...it is still happening, just a different format but there has been good and Shane Pointe talks about it here...but we have so much work to do.
And do you SEE how evil corporate greed and selfish politicians hurt so many children, teachers, families, so bad that they had to go to court. Angel had 16 teachers/subs in grade 7. It was truly insane.
So my kid's been brainwashed by the system. She's convinced she needs to stay in school. I am like what the "f" are you learning there that we can't learn from the environment (Mother Earth) and the internet (Google God).
Traveling is huge. Learning another language and culture and it is her culture. Her father is Mexican and she has half siblings, nephews, nieces, cousins and they all speak Spanish and live in Mexico and we have not been there for 5 years. It is too long.
When I made my first trip with her it took my 7 years from the time she was conceived to the time she actually met her father.
She has forgotten SO MUCH! and she doesn't even know or realize it. Time is like that.
So I am putting it out there. I want to take her on a big trip. Maybe just to go to Mexico. Maybe bigger... like a train across so called "Canada" and fly to Portugal, go to Sweden, (Prague-Bohemia) and then to Mexico and up to Vancouver Island (Nanoose Bay) ...
See that would be tracing my roots and hers. Maybe I could make a documentary about it all. That's the dream.
And I am not asking for freebies, I want to sell my art to pay for it. So that's why I was thinking of doing an auction or something. Maybe use Facebook Live or something because I want to donate some of the money raised to help the environmental causes that need help fighting the stupid government/pipelines/fishfarms/dams/Lng ...I don't know yet.
I just know I have to do something soon. I would like to de-phone ourselves. I bought her a phone for safety but her and I are on it way to much...I want us to spend time on the beach, in the woods, outside enjoying life, learning new things, customs, culture.
My Spanish sucks right now, my French is basically non-existent. She on the other hand is finishing up a year of French and Spanish. So impressed she could do both at the same time. Now she needs immersion.
See I made this paintings to raise awareness for the causes I love but also to hopefully fund a big trip or a big move. I need a tiny house and a garden...all my stuff is in storage, I want to get it out.
So can I be honest here. I can't really fundraise because I have a history of old student loans/ debt...and well while I paid off more than half it all fell apart just before I had Angel, when I got downsized and well what ever... I haven't had a credit card in all that time. 15+ years.
Could you do that? Live with out a credit card. So not sure how all that funding stuff works(haven't looked into it in years) but I don't think I can collect it. It will have to go into a friends name and then they will have to give it to me. So if you are wondering that is why I have never done it. I hope I don't regret being honest here. Okay, I will keep you posted as I figure out the details.
oh ps. I tried something on Kickstarter many years ago...to travel with Angel and they denied it. That was before all the big craze of crowdfunding. And for the longest time I felt guilty to ask because it seems so many others have such valid causes.
**Before I took the first trip with Angel, I tried to fund it myself and encourage people to help fund each portion...like one person pays the bus tix, one pays the plane, one the hotel...but then someone in my family made me sad as they laughed at me and said "no one is going to pay for your vacation"
So then I gave up...and then all things funding things happened.
Well it will be up to everyone to decide but the way those things work is you have to get 30% from friends and family and then people will consider giving...so my social media family, would you be willing to help me? We will see.
PaulI have been listening to your music my whole life. You see my older sister (by 12 years) and she loved THE BEATLES! She saw you play here in Vancouver ....many years ago when you first came....let's see I think this was it...
On August 22, 1964, the Beatles arrived in Vancouver to perform their first-ever Canadian concert at Empire Stadium. They almost didn’t make it. According to a press conference given upon their arrival,
the Fab Four’s pilot nearly cost them the gig thanks to some paperwork.
Paul McCartney explained “there was one little thing” missing on the
pilot’s documents, and John Lennon added: “We got [to Vancouver] and…
had to go back.”
Anyways, Paul, I was 2 when you came to Vancouver and I don't remember much but I know when I was a little older, my sister and her friend, (I think his name may have been Paul,) took me and my little sister and brother to see the movie HELP! and it was at a Drive In Theatre and we were all piled into a little VW bug!! That was out in Surrey, probably the Surrey Drive In??
HOW COOL IS A MEMORY LIKE THAT!!
And it was probably this movie and Ringo with that big ring stuck on his finger- that I, as a little 5 year old felt sorry for him, and got a big crush on him and he was always my favourite but I did like you all and I loved your music.
I would have watched you on the Ed Sullivan show and probably saw this there.
"I want to hold your hand" was always one of my favourite songs but it's very hard to chose from so MANY great songs. These songs really shaped my life in so many ways.
This song, this song has power, power to calm upset people, power to change energy, it's just beautiful, I'ts sad you can only find this little clip online because it should be shared far and wide. I love this song!!
Now this song, this song...whenever I am unhappy or felt the injustices of the world I turn to this song. Remember I grew up in the 70's so as a little girl living in a rural area in BC with only one TV station- the CBC- I watched the Vietnam war on TV, and I saw the protests, hippies / draft dodgers came to work at my parents business and well I was exposed to lots of music but I always loved the Beatles.
And whenever life was dumping all over me over the years and I needed something to come through for me, I would play this and smile and feel that in my heart "everything would be okay!!"
When I was about 14, I remember hearing on the radio, that you were coming (I thought it was ) to Vancouver- (I think now it was Seattle ) You were Paul McCartney and Wings then and it was the Band on the Run Tour. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_McCartney_and_Wings I remember racing down the hallway in our home and banging on my brothers door to tell him you were coming...but he wasn't as excited. And I found that sad because I was hoping to go.... Anyways I as I got older I went to many concerts, from about age 15 to 18, I saw some great ones. I used to use all my allowance to buy the tix and bus tix from Abbotsford to Vancouver ..there was never much left for a t-shirt or program....but I saw Fleetwood Mac, Alice Cooper, Supertramp, Bob Seger....lots of great shows, and I have great stories about each.
I remember in the old days...ticket prices were normal. Like for example...when ticket prices went from $11.00 a concert to $18, I said they were too high and I wouldn't go anymore. And I didn't. I couldn't afford it...and maybe I was starting to grow up and all those super big crowds and super loud music was getting a little old and we could buy tapes!! Ha! Ha! I had lots of cassettes...still do in a box in storage. Back then going to a concert was dangerous. Seriously it was festival seating. I remember one time before Fleetwood Mac or maybe it was Alice Cooper, we were all crammed at the doors of the Pacific Coliseum waiting to get in. I was there with a girlfriend and we were freaking out because there was a girl behind us who had drank to much and kept mentioning she might puke. But when you are in a crowd that tight, you can't move. Finally ...because I knew the routine by now...there was a tinkle of glass- someone broke it..and then some guy on the inside ran along all the doors, banging them as they opened and people POURED through.
My friend makes it through but as I go, two guys are trying at the same time. I am little and I am literally being SQUISHED!! and it was scary...what was scarier is this big bouncer guy starts punching at these guy's arms/shoulders to make them go back while he's pulling me through!! Finally I made it! and then they searched us, like everyone and off we went to try and find a seat...because seats were NOT assigned. That was festival seating. Glad they stopped that and you can all be blessed but still scalpers are an issue, they always have been and it's sad to see all the people getting ripped off. Anyways, I haven't been to a concert in a very very long time. I just don't have the money and well there's no one I really want to see that badly... BUT my friend, who is the same age as my older sister mentioned he would REALLY LIKE TO GO! and you know what he's retiring...he was supposed to retire last year but you know this crazy world, people have to keep working....there's no gold watch... So I was teasing I need to throw him a retirement party. I think it would be fabulous to take him to your concert Paul. Any that's why I thought I would write this DEAR PAUL letter and see if maybe you can swing two (or maybe 3 -one for my kid) tickets for us here when you come to Vancouver in April.
Getting older in this world is a strange thing...people are into such different things and money rules, I guess it always has, but things are so warped out. I saw how they wouldn't let you in that club.
My life would have been so much different without it! I think that is one of the most wonderful things about music, is the power it has, and it's subtly, people don't know it's even affecting them many times. YOU ROCK PAUL! You and Ringo, what incredible lives you have had. And poor George & John, they were so amazing and it must have been very hard when they passed. And losing Linda, you have suffered some terrible grief I am sure.
Grief is a terrible thing to deal with, I know too well, but music helps. It's helped me a lot. I have lost both my parents and many loved ones over the years and this song has helped me so much!! Thank YOU!! Thank you Paul! Enjoy Vancouver!! If you drive through Kitsilano, come by and pick me up and I'll give you a tour. Ha! Ha!! Cheers, Tina
On a little side note, I made this little animation proto-type a few years back...it's based on a vision I had and if you watch it at the end I mention missing the music. Somehow I feel this old grandma is me- 108 years and we've changed the world...but it's music like yours I'll be missing!!
When was the last time you listened to these words. POWERFUL!! What did Songwriters Ben King, Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller
know that they tried to share in this precious song.
At this cRaZy tImE of Climate Change, Elections, Treaty Rights, Empty Houses/Apt, House Flipping Scandals, Refugees, GMO, Grow YOUR OWN FOOD, Lelu Island, LNG, Tarsands, Solar Panels, Green walls, Cellphones, Bored yet Enlightened YOUTH, hunger, Glutony, poverty, Me Generation, The Changerz, The Scarecrow, Message of Hope, Meditation, blah, blah, blah..just listen!
Close your eyes, relax and enjoy!
When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon is the only light we'll see
No I won't be afraid, no I won't be afraid
Just as long as you stand, stand by me
Oh darlin', darlin', stand by me, oh stand by me
Oh stand by me, stand by me
If the sky that we look upon
Should tumble and fall
And the mountains should crumble to the sea
I won't cry, I won't cry, no I won't shed a tear
Just as long as you stand, stand by me
And darlin', darlin', stand by me, oh stand by me
Oh stand now by me, stand by me, stand by me-e, yeah
And darlin', darlin', stand by me, oh stand by me
Oh stand now by me, stand by me, stand by me-e, yeah
Whenever you're in trouble won't you stand by me, oh now now stand by me
Oh stand by me, stand by me
Oh stand by me, stand by me
Wikipedia https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Great_Dictator The Great Dictator's Speech- http://www.charliechaplin.com/en/synopsis/articles/29-The-Great-Dictator-s-Speech "Greed has poisoned men’s souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has
goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but
we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us
in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical. Our cleverness, hard and
unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery we
need humanity. More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness.
Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost...." "You, the people have the power - the power to create machines. The power
to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life
free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure."
This timeless speech from Charlie Chaplin couldn't be more relevant today... Taken from his 1940 movie The Great Dictator, Charlie delivers a hair raising speech that we should all take a moment to think about! The man famous for not speaking, comes up with one of the greatest speeches ever...
Posted by Motograter on Saturday, November 14, 2015
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Today is a day to remember how truly fortunate we are! This is my
favourite scene -see video, although it's hard to choose and makes me cry just watching it.
AS AN ARTIST- I ask you to consider wisely, thoughtfully and with full clean clear conscience, IF YOU VOTE FOR HARPER, you GIVE UP your RIGHTS and MINE!
From Macleans-
An open letter from Artists Against C-51
Is it promoting terrorism if we:
write a spy novel about an assassination plot?
record a song questioning our government’s agenda?
paint a mural about the conflict in Syria?
produce a documentary on security threats in Canada?
put on an art show critical of the oil sands?
make a film with an environmental theme?
Creativity, expression, opinion, and art are not the same as
terrorist propaganda. Through its “chill” effect, C-51 undermines one of
the chief freedoms of a democratic society: the right of every Canadian
to free speech and free expression, including free artistic expression.
In addition, Bill C-51, because of the lack of oversight and
accountability, is an invitation to intellectual property theft. All
creative classes, including entrepreneurs and digital creators, are
threatened by it. And every citizen is subject to blackmail, due to
unlimited, unaccountable access to personal information.
thebutterflycircus.com
At the height of the Great Depression, the showman of a renowned circus
discovers a man without limbs being exploited at a carnival sideshow,
but after an intriguing encounter with the showman he becomes driven to
hope against everything he has ever believed.
Directed by: Joshua Weigel; Written by: Joshua Weigel &
Rebekah Weigel; Produced by: Joshua Weigel, Rebekah Weigel & Angie
Alvarez; Starring: Eduardo Verastegui (Bella, Chasing Papi), Nick
Vujicic (Life Without Limbs) & Doug Jones (Pan's Labyrinth,
Fantastic Four - Rise of the Silver Surfer, Hellboy)
Let's build Tiny Houses for Everyone!! :D We need more gardens and little homes for people to live peacefully and grow their own food and know their neighbours and where to get goods they need. This system is definitely not working and it's got to STOP!!
http://radio-bed.com/post/94045001764/the-imperial-metals-mount-polley-tailings-pond
PLEASE LISTEN AND SHARE!! This is a VERY IMPORTANT broadcast and it should be heard and shared so everyone can understand the disastrous effects of the the situation. With one of the biggest runs of salmon ever to come and to have this happen...WAKE UP PEOPLE!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO THE GREAT MOTHER EARTH.
Mount Polley breach: What Thursday’s tailings test won’t tell you
http://globalnews.ca/news/1496479/mount-polley-breach-what-thursdays-tailings-test-wont-tell-you/
Imperial Metals...the Mother has been trying to provide for us and you have pissed toxins all over her. SHAME!! Shame on you for the grief, sickness, deaths that will occur because of this. You probably were just doing your job, but you knew...and now look what has happened. We are all guilty...
As the sisters in this video, the Women Warriors stand and sing their War Cry together, so must ALL OF US, STAND UP WITH THEM http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Secwepemc
These are BRAVE, STRONG, COURAGEOUS WOMEN WARRIORS STANDING UP FOR THEIR CHILDREN AND OURS!!Let's stand up with them. We need to UNITE!
Published on Oct 8, 2013
Kahsatstenhsera
gah-sad-sdanh-se-ra is a Kanienkeha:ka (Mohawk) word that means
Strength in Unity.
This short documentary details contemporary Indigenous resistance to tar sands pipeline expansion, in particular the Line 9 and Energy East pipelines, which threaten the health of our territories in the northeast of Turtle Island. It includes the voices and perspectives of Dene, Wolastiqiyik, Mi'kmaq, Anishinaabe, Haudenosaunee and Wet'suwet'en land defenders.
(Spanish: Ley de Derechos de la Madre Tierra) is a Bolivian law (Law 071 of the Plurinational State), that was passed by Bolivia's Plurinational Legislative Assembly in December 2010.[1][2] This 10 article law is derived from the first part of a longer draft bill, drafted and released by the Pact of Unity by November 2010.[3] The full bill remains on the country's legislative agenda.
The law defines Mother Earth as "a collective subject of public interest," and declares both Mother Earth and life-systems (which combine human communities and ecosytems) as titleholders of inherent rights specified in the law.[4] The short law proclaims the creation of the Defensoría de la Madre Tierra a counterpart to the human rights ombudsman office known as the Defensoría del Pueblo, but leaves its structuring and creation to future legislation
The law defines Mother Earth as "...the dynamic living system formed
by the indivisible community of all life systems and living beings whom
are interrelated, interdependent, and complementary, which share a
common destiny; adding that "Mother Earth is considered sacred in the
worldview of Indigenous peoples and nations.[6]
In this approach human beings and their communities are considered a part of mother earth, by being integrated in "Life systems"
defined as "...complex and dynamic communities of plants, animals,
micro-organisms and other beings in their environment, in which human
communities and the rest of nature interact as a functional unit, under
the influence of climatic, physiographic and geologic factors, as well
as the productive practices and cultural diversity of Bolivians of both
genders, and the world views of Indigenous nations and peoples,
intercultural communities and the Afro-Bolivians.[7] This definition can be seen as a more inclusive definition of ecosystems because it explicitly includes the social, cultural and economic dimensions of human communities.
The law also establishes the juridical character of Mother Earth as "collective subject of public interest",
to ensure the exercise and protection of her rights. By giving Mother
Earth a legal personality, it can, through its representatives (humans),
bring an action to defend its rights. Additionally, to say that Mother
Earth is of public interest represents a major shift from an
anthropocentric perspective to a more Earth community based perspective.[8]
