Thomas T. Panto's

Friends

Friends

A ball is a circle,
No beginning, no end.
It holds itself together,
Like our Circle of Friends

A treasure waits inside,
All what we hold dear.
Shared by friend with friend,
With Families, Children, Eternity.

Friends... When you recieve this card of Caring, share it with the people in your world,
Add them to your circle of friends, and add yourself to theirs.

[by T. T. Panto]

[Leya's Song - Adrian Scott 1991]

Email page Back To Forever

This is Your Time .. Make the Most of it .. Make Friends with it.

Our Participation in Creation

Cover Page - Wisdom Takes Time
Page 001 - Beginnings - Life on Earth

Page 002 - We Arrive - Creation Continues
Page 003 - Villages ReUnited - Fearing our Brothers ?
Page 004 - 'Humanity' - Thoughts Shared in Time
Page 005 - A Moment Forever - Our Legacy (email page)
Page 006 - If Only - Sharing Many Lives
Page 007 - Becoming - A Human
Page 008 - Please Mommy - Guide me
Page 009 - Please Daddy - Protect me
Page 010 - Joy - FullFilling our Purpose
Page 011 - Our Time - Our Chance To Create
Page 012 - Love - Fragile. Handle with Care
Page 013 - Welcome - To the World
Page 014 - Because - Our Ancestors Loved Us.
Page 015 - All Bodies Die - The Love Remains
Page 016 - Return to Life - Live Your Design
Page 017 - The Road - Made for and by Life
Page 018 - In Human Hands - Preserving Ourselves
Page 019 - FABLEs - Ancient Symbols of Love
Page 020 - My Happiness - About the Author
Page 021 - Commitment - Stepping Forward

Page 022 - We are now here, together ,
. and wherever you go, you take us all with you by Sharing,
. just as, for centuries, our ancestors, parents, brothers, and sisters have ,
. by sharing, brought all of Humanity here to This Day .

Lead whenever you can.
When you can't lead, Follow.

Alone, there is nowhere Humanity can go.
And Together, nowhere we can't go.
You must Choose the Path of Your Journey.

In The News

Attackers and Defenders

Hugs to all the Children Of Creation

Teach the children to Love the world
Please

Defenders and Attackers

The Death of a Prayer

The Shock of Awe

His father loved her so, before he died,
His mother lived six years, by his side.

Somewhere near Bagdad is the answer to a prayer.
A Child.
Huddled in a corner, shaking in fear as planes go by.

Sounds of crying and pain surround,
Flashes and fire. Brightness fading away...

As blood pours from his veins,
The darkness of his dying fills his eyes.
Silenced.

The answer to a prayer,
Denied.

- Thomas T. Panto - Nov 13 2002

Gather your Strength

You Need this Vacation

It is where you came from, Paradise.

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* To my Little Miss Perfection *
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Our Participation in Creation