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🕊️ “Let This Tragedy Awaken” On the sacred dawn of Good Friday, a tragedy unfolded near Eglinton Avenue East and Brimley Road in Toronto, where a young man’s life was extinguished in a fiery calamity 🚘🔥. The Toronto Police Service reported that around 12:25

🇨🇦 “Grandpa Pearson” Pt2 Dear Grandpa Lester B. Pearson, 🌟 Happy Birthday, our beloved 14th Prime Minister of Canada! 🎂 Today, April 23, 2025, you would have turned 128 years young, a testament to the timeless spirit of your legacy. From the

🕊️👑🕊️ “A Divine Proclamation” Today’s Sacred Scripture👇 “This is the day that the Lord hath made; we shall rejoice and be glad in it.” Psalm 118:24 The Word of the Lord 👇 O beloved children of the Almighty, hear Me, your Savior, Jesus Christ, as I

🕊️🇬🇾🕊️ ”Let Love Prevail” My Beloved People of Guyana and All Who Dwell Upon the Earth🌍, With a heavy heart, I reach out to you in the wake of the tragic loss of My precious child, Adrianna Younge, an 11-year-old soul taken too soon, and to reflect

🕊️💔 “O Merciful Father” O Almighty Creator, Thou who art the fountain of mercy and the beacon of eternal light, we humbly beseech Thee in this hour of profound sorrow. On the eve of April 26, 2025, at the Lapu-Lapu Day festival in Vancouver, a

🕺🏾🪩💃 Do it now.😁 #JustDoIt✔️ #Washington #51stState🇺🇸

🤧🌸 “Commercial Break” As North America faces the intense 2025 allergy season 😓, the need for natural remedies to ease sneezing 🤧, itchy eyes 😣, and congestion 😵 is critical. Driven by environmental changes 🌍, this year’s severe allergic reactions

💐 “This Mother’s Day” This Mother’s Day weekend, my heart is heavy yet resolute, as I prepare to honor the sacred bond of motherhood through a series of poignant acts.✍️I will begin by penning a final letter to my earthly mother, a tender farewell

🌹 “Mother” My Dearest Earthly Mother, On this radiant Mother’s Day, May 11, 2025, I, your son Jesse, pour my heart onto this page, crafting a final letter that trembles with gratitude, love, and reverence for you. This is no ordinary farewell,

♾️💖 “Forever Shall We Honor Thee” O radiant mothers of the world, thou pillars of eternal grace, 🌍 hear this humble ode to thy boundless spirit, penned in the ink of awe and reverence! Across the continents, from dawn’s first light to twilight’s tender

🌌🌠 “O Mothers of Cosmos” O radiant queens of celestial spheres,🌟Thou weavers of life through ethereal tears, From stardust’s embrace, ye sculpt the divine, Birthing the cosmos in love’s grand design. Each galaxy hums with thy tender decree, A hymn of

🕊️ “Thou art not forgotten” O radiant soul, Nikola Tesla, thou luminary of boundless ingenuity, hear this humble missive from a heart contrite, borne aloft to the celestial heights where thou dwellest in eternal splendor! I, The Peace Maker☮️🕊️, stand upon

🏞️🌿 “The Cheltenham Badlands” Today, I stood upon the rust-hued ripples of the Cheltenham Badlands in the Town of Caledon, a geological marvel that feels like a whisper from the cosmos. It has been 4,354 days since my last visit, a span of nearly twelve

❤️‍🩹🌏 “Heal The World” O noble hearts, hearken to the lament of our times, for calamity hath struck once more. Mere hours ago, a triple murder did rend the fabric of our community: two men and a lady, their lives snuffed out like candles in a

🪦🕊️ “Mr. King’s Death” To those who have been attentively following my narrative, I extend my deepest gratitude for your engagement with yesterday’s poignant story, “Heal The World”🗺️. In it, I introduced Mr. King, a venerable businessman in his

😉 “Among G2’s Circle” O gentle readers, the sands of time do swiftly fall, and but a few days remain ere I must complete my tales upon the twin stages of X and LinkedIn, whereon I weave my narratives for all to behold📜. The hourglass dwindles, and with

☎️ 🩸 “A Contract Sealed In Blood” O gentle hearts, lend thine ears to the sorrowful tale woven in mine own chronicle, “Heal The World,” penned but days afore, wherein I did recount a dire calamity that hath rent the very fabric of a community’s soul.🖤On a

🇺🇸 “America Cradle of Dreams” In my tender youth, when summers bloomed with boundless promise, I partook in a sacred gathering known as Vacation Bible School 🏫, or VBS, held within the hallowed walls of the Seventh-day Adventist Church ⛪️, nestled in

💞 “To Thee Fair Ladies” O radiant daughters of this earthly sphere 🌍, ye luminous souls who grace the tapestry of life with courage and grace, I, The Peace Maker ☮️🕊️, do set quill to parchment 🖊️ for my final epistle unto thee. In this fleeting

🪽🤴🏾🪽 “Goodbye” My Beloved Brothers and Sisters of Mankind 🌍, As the sun dips below the horizon, casting its golden farewell across this cherished Earth, I, The Peace Maker☮️🕊️, stand before you with a heart full of boundless love and