Off the eastern coast of southern Brazil, archaeologists have discovered the oldest pyramids in the world, older than the ancient Egyptian pyramids by several centuries. Their research shows that these South American pyramids were much larger than the early pyramids of Egypt, with their height about 160 ft. and their base expanding to nearly 40 […]
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Hear, Here! was the chant, and sponsor, of the night at Ivywild School in Colorado Springs as female poets Susan Peiffer, Nicole Wilkinson, Denali Gillaspie, and legend Andrea Gibson graced the stage of the old school auditorium. Gibson said that she had performed at a church once, expecting it to have been overtaken by artists and converted
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An ethical dilemma: Do I switch channels, ditching rain-delayed Daytona, abandoning poor orphaned Junior before he safely rounds Turn Four for the final time, that deadly curve that claimed his daddy back on 2/18/01? (Let us bow our heads in a moment of silence for the Intimidator.) Or do I stay with Dale till Victory
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Community gardening means going back to the basics. More and more Americans are moving away from modern conveniences that damage their quality of life. Many of us are taught early on that the human body is a temple. It’s a precious gift that deserves respect and preservation. Therefore, we need to be present and prepared
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I challenge you to seek faultlessness, impeccable purity, maturity, and wholeness. I dare you to balance reason and divine assurance. I oblige you to maintain sanity, stability, and normality. I require your active presence, prolonged compassion, and merciful humanity. I demand intention, ambition, and aspiration. I object to incidental mishap, stray opportunities, and inflicted misery. I refuse
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When wind slaps wet palms against panes And tempos twist tear drops, triptychs, and time bells into Untaught meanings, our well-to-do knowledge Cracks sky-songs and creates death knells. Spirits drown in blood and sweat and Salt-stained faces because we have forgotten Mysteries once so easily understood. The world of ideas comes through our tongues, But