Cancer Vs. Down Syndrome. Round 3. FIGHT!

Story from MSNBC via Disaboom:

You won't find "reduced risk of cancer" on most lists of the effects of Down Syndrome (Trisomy 21), but scientists have long known that people with the condition rarely get most types of cancer. Now, a Harvard study has identified one of the factors that protects people with Down Syndrome against tumors. The discovery could lead to new methods of protecting all patients against cancer.

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"You will never win!"

"FIGHT!" (link re: study)

-Mortal Kombat


:p

by any other name...

Avatar: The Last Airbender: Iroh
Death of a Salesman: Charley
The Green Mile: Paul Edgecomb


:p

this little light of mine... ♫

You would struggle so hard
even for a moment

to box me

to frame me

to own me

in thoughts

in words

your 'near'
your 'far'
your 'mine'
your 'yours'
your 'right'
your 'wrong'
your 'truth'
your 'lies'

and more?

You would fight to bind me

to confine me

to slow me down

"what for?"

You would have me

apologize

for all the world

out side your

acceptable spaces and

you would

blame

that i remind you

of More?

my cheap words
written spoken in
surround-sound stereo

I share with all of you for "free-99"

will you

let it go

to waste?

the message is
never mine

i fight in "dark" places bent backwords without breaking
without braking

all these people with dark faces
call me a knight of all races the
night of old graces a
knight of hard chases the
night ending ender of justice's lost cases a
knight-"light" for life through this fear metastasis

will.we.you.i
let.it.shine?
let.it.shine?
let.it.shine?

i do sing yet
every day
maybe not in every way
but then. . .

You would

shoot me

maybe I'm your messenger?

my duty is never to your fear


here, hear:

This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine

This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine

This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine

let it shine,
let it shine,
let it shine!

. . . is a song my grandmother
sang to me
bouncing me
on her leg,
even after the surgery
dying from cancer she
and still he

lived "like she was dying"she
loved fearlessly

left silently
left breathlessly

showed me
and let me be me
back then like tomorrow I was ready to see
I felt the fight of the "light" that lay ahead of me

understanding

was never meant for me
how was I meant to be?

you will never see
through mental enmity
your oldest jealousy
it's not me you see
I'm not your enemy

i :: am :: a mirror
made for reflection
just an enzyme
look to me to see
those places you deny introspection

i :: say :: "let's FIGHT"
for ever in a joint direction:

some day
some way

just be?

and there we'll be
finally

let it shine?






:p

You can handle the truth!!! >:o

You can handle the truth!

even as

you create it

if you refuse


well

that is no

battle

for me

:p

i :: am

i :: am ::

so fleeting

a blink

a wink?

Souad Massi, Ismaël Lô :: Noir et Blanc ♫

C'est une ville que je connais
Une chanson que je chantais
Y a du sang sur le trottoir

C'est sa voix, poussière brûlée
C'est ses ongles sur le blindé
Ils l'ont battu à mort, il a froid, il a peur
J'entends battre son coeur

De n'importe quel pays, de n'importe quelle couleur

...


Il vivait avec des mots
Qu'on passait sous le manteau
Qui brillaient comme des couteaux.

Il jouait d'la dérision
Comme d'une arme de précision
Il est sur le ciment, mais ses chansons maudites
On les connaît par coeur

La musique a parfois des accords majeurs

Qui font rire les enfants mais pas les dictateurs

De n'importe quel pays, de n'importe quelle couleur

La musique est un cri qui vient de l'intérieur

Ça dépend des latitudes
Ça dépend d'ton attitude
C'est cent ans de solitude

Y a du sang sur mon piano
Y a des bottes sur mon tempo
Au-dessous du volcan, je l'entends, je l'entends
J'entends battre son coeur

La musique parfois a des accords mineurs

Qui font grincer les dents du grand libérateur

De n'importe quel pays, de n'importe quelle couleur

...

La musique est un cri qui vient de l'intérieur


C'est une ville que je connais
Une chanson que je chantais
Une chanson qui nous ressemble


C'est la voix de Mendela
Le tempo docteur Fela
Ecoute chanter la foule
Avec les mots qui roulent et font battre son cœur

...
...

De n'importe quel pays, de n'importe quelle couleur
La musique est un cri qui vient de l'intérieur

De n'importe quel pays, de n'importe quelle couleur
La musique est un cri qui vient de l'intérieur

De n'importe quel pays, de n'importe quelle couleur
La musique est un cri qui vient de l'intérieur

...«Noir et Blanc»
...par Souad Massi ( سعاد مَسي ) et Ismaël Lô
...site officiel de Souad Massi: http://souadmassi.artistes.universalmusic.fr/
...site officiel de Ismaël Lô: http://www.ismael-lo.com/

'Funk' Used to be a Bad Word

if your way

is to reach back

and hold onto

hope for

...status...
(quo)

some words of caution ::

tomorrow,

museums, curricula

may not flinch

to feature

your trash

and gloss over

your treasure

there-is-nothing-new-under-the-sun

build.and.cross.that.bridge

i :: am

i :: am ::

somethings

like-a

first responder

i :: am

i :: am ::

modern :: art


art :: you?

Winamp, Wherefore Art Thou ...not shuffling?

Winamp, I'd play for you Santana's Black Magic Woman ("this can't go ON!") but given how long this problem has been outstanding, maybe you need some mix of (a) time and (b) thorough reproducibility.

Let me know.

i :: am

I :: am ::

taking the





fall

for you

and you, and you, and you

True (Walgreens) Stories

Cashier: How you doin', sweetie? :)

healingkid: No worries here, no complaints! :o

Cashier: I know that's right! :D

Cashier: Is that a brass knuckles? o_O

healingkid: It's a keyring (karabiner); it can be used as brass knuckles if needed:

healingkid: but we work hard to make sure that doesn't happen :o

Harry Potter got one thing ...right...

Maybe

love is

(the oldest magic)

Maybe

love is

(the only magic)

i :: am

i :: am ::

catching

UP


*cheshireDogGrinz*

I, Too, Dream in Color and in Rhyme

[i], [t]oo,
Dream
in Color
and in
Rhyme

I don't much quote
and.or.but
hey! here we go!