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Have you ever just wanted to "take off"... find yourself...or some thing? I did for a moment in time...the realization of something found became a reality in the indigo sea. She beckons me to return...Life continues...the course may have changed...the destination remains the same...and I will get there. Improvise, Adapt and Overcome...I will.

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    War disgusts all humans of integrity… 
it disgusts me… 
it disgusted my Father…yet… 
that was his job as a Warrior of the flesh and he did it well… 
Ψ
He paid the price of Mind in the years following… 
he grew in Peace through a struggle of many walls of the Mind over years of pain… 
he remembered the faces of friend and foe alike…for… 
i listened to his horror as we enjoyed what the Sea gave us on beautiful days fishing… 
Ψ
My Father was without Fear which could defeat him… 
like others of his greatness… 
He was called upon by the Fearful to do a job that others do not want to do…this… 
was at the Core of his greatness… 
Ψ
Judgement of others can come easily to humans who see themselves as better… 
I witnessed my Father experience Judgement as we all have, therefore I try not to Judge… 
today I remember a Positive Man of Honor and Commitment to not his Religion, Politics or Country…but… 
to his Way… 
Ψ
I watched this Man of War years later in his old age commit to a Peaceful gesture… 
he crossed a crowded San Francisco street to One of Suffering… 
a homeless human who some would turn away from…smiling… 
he put his hand on the shoulder of the Suffering One and gave what was in his pocket… 
Ψ
Selfless… 
Fearless… 
Kind…a…
Protector of the most important goal…Peace…
Ψ
 “Improvise, Adapt and Overcome“…
In all that I do…
these are the words I remember and live by…He…
taught me and in honor of Him…I will.
 (via Life seen through Poetry: Inspired by the Muse of Me)

    War disgusts all humans of integrity…

    it disgusts me…

    it disgusted my Father…yet…

    that was his job as a Warrior of the flesh and he did it well…

    Ψ

    He paid the price of Mind in the years following…

    he grew in Peace through a struggle of many walls of the Mind over years of pain…

    he remembered the faces of friend and foe alike…for…

    i listened to his horror as we enjoyed what the Sea gave us on beautiful days fishing…

    Ψ

    My Father was without Fear which could defeat him…

    like others of his greatness…

    He was called upon by the Fearful to do a job that others do not want to do…this…

    was at the Core of his greatness…

    Ψ

    Judgement of others can come easily to humans who see themselves as better…

    I witnessed my Father experience Judgement as we all have, therefore I try not to Judge…

    today I remember a Positive Man of Honor and Commitment to not his Religion, Politics or Country…but…

    to his Way…

    Ψ

    I watched this Man of War years later in his old age commit to a Peaceful gesture…

    he crossed a crowded San Francisco street to One of Suffering…

    a homeless human who some would turn away from…smiling…

    he put his hand on the shoulder of the Suffering One and gave what was in his pocket…

    Ψ

    Selfless…

    Fearless…

    Kind…a…

    Protector of the most important goal…Peace…

    Ψ

    Improvise, Adapt and Overcome“…

    In all that I do…

    these are the words I remember and live by…He…

    taught me and in honor of Him…I will.

     (via Life seen through Poetry: Inspired by the Muse of Me)

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    Hundreds of miles to the West lies a land of Past…
I see the Future before me…
Smells of what Was flow into me…yet…
Now all is New…
“He knew now the negative essences of Jezebel with her tiny world of Minions and his friend Judas. How they exemplified the ones of Fear…the ones left behind in the Past where they would remain forever. As broken bamboo deteriorates back into basic elements to be renewed again upon this Earth…so we do when given a choice to try again.”
(via …day Eight to the East…Arrival « Path of Three Hundred)

    Hundreds of miles to the West lies a land of Past…

    I see the Future before me…

    Smells of what Was flow into me…yet…

    Now all is New…

    “He knew now the negative essences of Jezebel with her tiny world of Minions and his friend Judas. How they exemplified the ones of Fear…the ones left behind in the Past where they would remain forever. As broken bamboo deteriorates back into basic elements to be renewed again upon this Earth…so we do when given a choice to try again.”

    (via …day Eight to the East…Arrival « Path of Three Hundred)

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    We can look back on our life and find the “scorpions” that we have tried to help, only to find ourselves bruised, battered, hurt, and disillusioned. The solution is not to carry yet another scorpion across the river, but to discover why we feel the need to heal ourselves by helping someone else heal. We hold out healing like a brilliant light to those who are content to be in the darkness, hoping that by helping them find the light we will achieve a lifetime healing milestone. Yet this is simply our lesson in acceptance, forgiveness and release. By letting go of the scorpions we can find peace and joy, giving ourselves the gift of healing and light and allowing those who chose the darkness to be where they need to be.

    — Baby Please Don’t Hurt Me

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    “Yes…we’re doing fine…I’m going to call Mom and tell her I made it. Oh, the stress we sons put upon our Mothers. She can rest now as will we.”, whispered a smiling Petah to his Little She. (via Path of Three Hundred)

    “Yes…we’re doing fine…I’m going to call Mom and tell her I made it. Oh, the stress we sons put upon our Mothers. She can rest now as will we.”, whispered a smiling Petah to his Little She. (via Path of Three Hundred)

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    As the Longtailed One flew towards the southern horizon, Petah wondered how a living being such as this lone bird could survive by itself so far out to sea alone. He was now less than two hundred miles from Bermuda…the tiny dot of land that it is surrounded by the vastness of the Atlantic Ocean, yet the time it would take to fly this far out to sea made Petah wonder how the little guy rested. He never heard the bird utter a sound while it hovered above him…he seemed to exist in silence.
    “Is this difficult for you?”, spoke Petah to the bird as it became small with distance. As the bird disappeared, Petah thought of his own silence as Jezebel dramatically portrayed her lies to her tiny world of minions. In his Past, Petah would have engaged the hate thrown his way by narcissistic ones like her, but in the past year he had learned the benefits of Silence. True, the pain of not openly speaking was great in the beginning, but he now was on a personal quest…one he had dreamed of all his life…that of a Peaceful Mind.

    — 

    “…day Six to the East…” (a chapter from Part II: The Battle) « Path of Three Hundred

    “Path Of Three Hundred”

    a book being written by Greg Frucci

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    Confusion…
    others have a habit of forcing their beliefs on Us…
    Cultures have been destroyed along with millions of peaceful humans…all…
    in the name of a belief system which is judged by the participants as the right and only way…
    Ψ
    “I do not need a book to instruct me on what is right and good…do I?”, Petah asked the sky.

    The sky did not answer.

    — 

    “…day Five to the East…”

    (a chapter from Part II: The Battle)

    “Path of Three Hundred”

    a book being written

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    Path of Three Hundred” is a book in progress by Greg Frucci. Excerpts from the book, as it is being written, will be posted here on this site from time to time.
    The story is based on real events however, the characters in the story are fictional. As the story is being read by an individual, it is my hope that you will be able to feel the journey for your Self…make it your own.
    We have all had people in our lives who tell us what we “should” or “need” to do. We feel in our inner Being what we think is right, yet we listen to others and sometimes let them make decisions for Us. This story is about a man who finally decides to take off on his own…and listen to himself.
    Leaps of Faith abound in this story…chances at leaps of Faith appear to all of Us at some points along all of Our Paths…next time one surfaces in your Life…perhaps take it.

    — About the book « Path of Three Hundred

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    Yesterday is no more…
    I see the Sun rise in the East…
    as my hand raises to feel the warmth…this…
    is all there Is now…
    Ψ
    The Three have my back…
    I see them in their element…
    violence to me has evolved into something wonderful with this vision…there…
    three air-breathing souls surfing beneath the surface with Grace.
    Ψ

    — Three Graceful Ones « Life seen through Poetry: Inspired by the Muse of Me

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    Certain times in Our lives…
    an Angel will appear…
    from out of seemingly nowhere and out of a place unknown…there…
    we See our salvation.

    — …day Three to the East… « Path of Three Hundred

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    There exists nothing…
    save, for this moment in Time…
    Seeing only what is before me now…I go…
    Present, is where I Am.

    — …day Three to the East… « Path of Three Hundred

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