Category Archives: farming

After The Fruit Is Gone

The green banana leaves lose their freshness and are outpaced by the younger leaves healthier leaves, greener leaves stronger leaves that block out the sun and the aging leaves below wind-battered, fade to yellow and wither to brown as the … Continue reading

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Planting, Harvesting

Covered in red dirt with Bumpy the dog close by I become timeless and weightless, floating between yesterday and tomorrow   as I till the earth and plant food for the future and the sun will rise and the winter … Continue reading

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Only The Bible Is Allowed To Be Sacred

Not even with a thirty meter telescope will we be able to see all the damage done to the ‘āina already we won’t see polluted aquifers and an ailing reef we won’t see the monk seals and turtles laying on … Continue reading

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In The Sky

I. Helicopters buzz alongside lush-green sea cliffs through sacred valleys and over farmland, cutting through peace and quiet, cutting   through silence like knives chop, chop, chop, a reminder of missionaries sharpening their blades, chopping the islands like venison   … Continue reading

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Sheep

It’s terribly insulting to refer to the American people as sheep. We had to catch our sheep today because it was hoof-trimming day and parasiticide day and the sheep knew what was up they always know if we’re trying to … Continue reading

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We Can’t Eat Money

What if today’s youth were taught to become farmers rather than bankers?

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Choose

The gardens will grow whether we sow seeds of love or seeds of hate. Choose.

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