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Why Did Owner Of Hard Rock Cafes Stop Selling Meat? ,Green Carpet Of Weeds, Filmmaker

 

 


WHY DID THE FOUNDER OF HARD ROCK CAFES DECIDE
TO STOP SELLING MEAT? AN UNUSUAL STORY


Isaac Tigrett, founder of the Hard Rock Cafes, was driving his Porsche in California
at 90 mph. Slightly inebriated he had fallen asleep at the wheel and awoke
to find his car careening in the air over a canyon. A man materialized in the air..

pulled him out of the car and held him as the car crashed below, set him on the

road and left. Later Tigrett swallowed his tongue while high on drugs.. and died.

The same man appeared, pulled his tongue out of his throat, slapped his soul back

into his body, an then left. One day in London Tigrett saw the man's face on a book

cover. It was Sathya Sai Baba whose ashram was in Puttaparthi India. Tigrett

immediately flew to India to thank Baba.


For 14 years he went to India without receiving an interview, the only Westerner

ever to
be ignored for so long. Meanwhile devotees of Baba advised him Baba did not
approve of selling meat. Tigrett had founded 40 Hard Rock Caves. He sold them

all, and was then given an interview. He donated a great amount of money for a
free hospital in Bangalore India which performs over 10,000 no cost heart

operations annually. Some American insurance companies give clients the

option of having their expenses paid to
travel to India. Baba has said medical care should
not be a profit generating business.

 







GREEN CARPET OF WEEDS


Is a green carpet of weeds

more beautiful than rows

of manicured flowers with

dirt margins?

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FILMMAKER


The filmmaker no longer wanted

others' anger

to ignite

other passions to incite

and base feelings to excite

 

 

 

 

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I See Wishes

I See a Wish

Springtime comes,

With bountiful fields,

With flowering meadows,

With joyful animals.

 

Springtime comes,

With suffacating thorns,

With ferocious storms,

With surrounding weeds.

 

No! Do not think that way!

The thorns protect,

The storms nournish,

And I do not see weeds,

I see wishes.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This one's ok for an inpromptu poem I guess... :-)

Wednesday Wed

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WEDNESDAY WED


On that Wednesday we were wed
On that Wednesday we were we'd
Near a windkissed dune by the sea
Crowned by wet dunegrass weeds

 

-saiom shriver-

(2nd version)

 

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Roses Against Weeds

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My Everything

 

Our love is a rose

Smelling of sweet seduction

Beautiful, standing out in a bed of thorns

Cherished for being exactly what it is

 

Bold in its ways

Buds of truth, strength, and loyalty

Seeds of hope and faith

Stemmed from the roots of life

 

Blossoming with each day

Defeats the persistent weeds

A rose for every season

Our love never wilting

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The weeds will only marvel at what we've made.

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wildrosing, ripe applkes, water all, waters of life, waterfall shade, trees can't scream, God dances in all

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7 POEMS
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-saiom shriver-
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RIPE APPLES
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Sun and shade
the rye dapple
as the sun
swells ripe apples
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WILDROSING
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Spring
is wildrosing
the rye
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WALLFLOWER SHADE
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Wallflowers
in the shade
not permitted to
dance with the sun.
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Cinderella ...
banned
from the after
midnight moon
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WATERS OF LIFE
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For those with
thirst panting
are God-designed
watermelon canteens
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For the ants and
bees....
curled leaves...
rain-bearers
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and for long
journeys
coconuts...
water carriers
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WATER ALL
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From every stream
and each waterfall
From every lake
and puddle
water's uniting with all
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TREES CAN'T SCREAM
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Fish can't scream.
Trees can't scream,
when they're axed or
hooked in the stream.
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GOD DANCES IN ALL
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God does dance
in each beetle
every ant
all rats and mice
all weeds
every plant.

 

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Immortal Roots

 

Hey there it's me

your Morning Glory

you might think I'm pretty

'til you learn my story

 

early in the day 

I wake up full bloom

showing my colors

pink, purple or blue

 

when the sun shines too bright 

I'll curl up and hide

but on a cloudy day 

I might just stay in sight

 

at first you'll enjoy me 

until you get to know me

then you will find 

that you want to destroy me

 

when you plant your garden

and I start to betray

you'll think me a nuisance 

won't want me to stay

 

for you'll soon discover

as you dig and uncover

my roots are too deep

and I'm not just ground cover

 

with the hope that I'll leave 

you will cut at my roots

but little do you know 

I will just grow new shoots

 

so you'll pull them out

and feel justified

but in the morning you'll see

they have multiplied

 

you'll keep clipping and plucking

and digging and cutting

but I'll keep on growing

and you'll keep on grudging

 

you won't want to resign

so you'll chop at my green vine

but still you will find

that you cannot confine

 

for my roots are so strong

we'll just find a new route

you'll see you were wrong

as they spring up and re-sprout

 

as soon as you think

you have me under control

I'll wrap my vine around you

and take a stranglehold

 

even if you burn me

I will still survive

you'll think you have killed me

but I'll come back and thrive

 

one thing that will work 

I have to admit

if you use the right poison 

I'll finally quit

 

 

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