One day when the whale are not exist...

While in Scotland a paleontologist has found a new footprint belong to giant, long-tailed, plant-eating and vanished sauropods in shoreline on the eastern coast of the Scotland's Isle of Skye, in Japan the cruise and crews left the port for hunting a giant alive whale in Antarctic.
In one side of the world there is enthusiasm going on since of discovering footprints of not existed giant animals (dinosaurs) but in other side of the world, human hunters are packed to kill the existing giant animal (whales), and this time they have planned to kill just 333 of them(how generous)!This is just one third of the previous target. They keep hunting them and they call that hunting for “scientist purpose” (according to their response to the news agencies). HA?!! If we needed this much whale (one of the biggest animals on the earth) for scientist purposes and just in one trip, how many mikes, rabbits, monkeys…etc. has been killed or tested so far for same purpose then?! "Hallelujah"

One day when the whale are not exist anymore except as stuffed toy in toy shops & children story book, the world will send the paleontologist-s whom were so happy by finding the footprints of dinosaurs, to discover the remains of the whale with the most facilitated underwater ship which is made in Japan. Then the world will applause for this great upcoming discovery and we pay to museum to permit us to see the fossil of this biggest giant beauty “whale”!
I am happy at least the hunting season is over in Austria and I can see some Bambies(deers) who are freely running in a group from one side of the field to another.

P.S.the sources NPR & CNN & @BBC

“the strangers who are naturally inspiration”

The way that Buddhist bell draw me into the temple the sounds of the organ drag me to the church...On last Sunday evening, I attended the local church mini orchestra. The church was almost full therefore I have squeezed myself hardly in the last row bench. A minute later a lady came in, pushing her old mom in her wheelchair. Her mom was very old and somehow weak. She placed her in wheelchair carefully next to the last rows. Then she removed her shawl and opened up the jacket’s buttons carefully. Then she took off her hat & she rearranges her hair which was trapped under the hat very, very gently. She tapped on her shoulder to give her a comfort and assurance. She was giving her eye contact every 10 minute to ensure her comfort. She refused to sit when I have offered my place to her, to not lose an access to her mom...

What I was enjoying to see that, an ordinary lady who was caring of her old mom but it was more than just a normal caring; she was caring of her affectionately. She was not making an extra effort to be kind, she was naturally kind, and it was naturally expressed. This is how when someone has been raised with compassion, spontaneously can share it back.
The organ sounds in the church was pleasing to hear and the strange lady’s compassion toward her mom was too good to be unseen. I call this chapter “the strangers who are naturally inspiration”