Frankfurt – Graffiti am Ratswegkreisel (65) April 2016 — Dosenkunst – Graffiti im Rhein-Main-Gebiet

Einige Graffiti-Motive aus dem Osten Frankfurts sind mir wohl durch Krankheit, Urlaub und Arbeit durch die Lappen gegangen, nach den 5Stars Specials gibt es heute wieder eine Auswahl von 20 Motiven von der Hall of Fame am Ratswegkreisel. Alle 74 verfügbaren Bilder habe ich wie immer in meinen Ratswegkreisel-Flickr-Ordner hochgeladen. Das mit Flickr wird zunehmend […]

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‘Another Reason To Live:’ Attawapiskat Teen Struggles For Meaning In Life

“She says she wanted to make it clear that First Nations people are tired of being third-class citizens in their own land.”

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Rebecca Hookimaw, 17, poses for a photograph in the northern Ontario First Nations reserve in Attawapiskat, Ont., on Thursday, April 21, 2016. Hookimaw began drinking and taking pills and tried to commit suicide before and after the suicide of her sister Sheridan Hookimaw who was 13-years-old. THE CANADIAN PRESS/Nathan Denette Rebecca Hookimaw, 17, poses for a photograph in the northern Ontario First Nations reserve in Attawapiskat, Ont., on Thursday, April 21, 2016. Hookimaw began drinking and taking pills and tried to commit suicide before and after the suicide of her sister Sheridan Hookimaw who was 13-years-old. THE CANADIAN PRESS/Nathan Denette

The Canadian Press | April 24, 2016

ATTAWAPISKAT, Ont. – Thirteen-year-old Sheridan Hookimaw killed herself on the banks of the river that flows through Attawapiskat, ultimately sparking a crisis that has now drawn international attention to her isolated First Nations community.

The sickly girl, who had to be flown out weekly for medical appointments, recorded video messages to her family saying she wanted to end her pain, and telling them not to blame themselves.

Since then, as many as 100 others in Attawapiskat — a community of 2,100 people — have apparently tried to kill themselves, sparking panic among the First…

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Zen Story: The Pointer

light21The Zen teacher’s dog loved his evening romp with his master. The dog would bound ahead to fetch a stick, then run back, wag his tail, and wait for the next game. On this particular evening, the teacher invited one of his brightest students to join him – a boy so intelligent that he became troubled by the contradictions in Buddhist doctrine.

“You must understand,” said the teacher, “that words are only guideposts. Never let the words or symbols get in the way of truth. Here, I’ll show you.”

With that the teacher called his happy dog.

“Fetch me the moon,” he said to his dog and pointed to the full moon.

“Where is my dog looking?” asked the teacher of the bright pupil.

“He’s looking at your finger.”

“Exactly. Don’t be like my dog. Don’t confuse the pointing finger with the thing that is being pointed at. All our Buddhist words are only guideposts. Every man fights his way through other men’s words to find his own truth.”