THOUGHTS AND REMINDERS...

   In light of what has been going on in the world recently and the tragedy in France, I have been leaning into the inspiration of some of the ones who have led by example. This positively reflects on my day and I hope it does yours as well. Anyways it's a quick read if you are into it. Cheers.

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 "The lyrics of Bob Marley’s “No Woman, No Cry” are officially credited to his childhood friend Vincent “Tata” Ford, who ran a soup kitchen in the Jamaican ghetto where Marley grew up. Marley gave Ford credit for writing the song so that the royalty payments could keep the soup kitchen open."

This is Jonas Salk. He invented the Polio Vaccine in which he refused to patent his invention to keep the costs low. He gave up his chance for 7 billion dollars in order to save as many lives as possible.

Gandhi would frequently get off trains to collect money to in return give to the poor. A friend once said of him 'If you want to see somebody consumed by greed, look no further.' Of course, instead of being greedy for himself, he was greedy for the poor.

LEVI STOCKE - The Stand (Original Song)

Song I wrote about John Ashley the bank robber and his final stand. Back to the southern roots. Hope you like it...

Original song I wrote about the final stand of John Ashley the notorious bank robber in Florida in the early 1900s they used to call the bandit. Getting back to my Southern roots with this one hope you like it. Cheers!

Lyrics :

 

Dust comin' over the hill

Dogs barking up the road

Looks like they done found me

God rest my soul

I've been on the run for so long now

Let me tell you son

There aint no peace in this here house

If you've known the things I've done

 

There aint no preacher man that can save me from myself

An outlaw on the run never deserved any help

And it looks as though this is it for me

 

Sheriff says "Boy there aint nowhere to hide,

And all those bullets with my name

They don't mean a thing"

You're surrounded as you can see

Not just here but all over Palm Beach County

 

There aint no preacher man that can save you from yourself

An outlaw on the run never deserved any help

And it looks as though this is it for you.

 

Lyrics & song written by Levi Stocke