Charles Clanton Rogers

Reflections based on poetry, music, visual art, book reviews, history of science, first-person history, philosophical essays and International Blogging

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Announcement: Starting December 1, 2015, my link becomes the host for INTERNATIONAL BLOGGING

My first guest is Alex, photographer from Russia.  the link is my link:

I have come to blogging late.  It is instructive and more fun than I have had in years.  I have met the most interesting and charitable people who keep teaching me and broadening my horizons. This is just a quick list of the most recent visitors.

If any of you happen to read this, I say: Thank you so much; I am your student! Charles

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I will update this; but this list will keep you for a while.

Charles          BACH 2           cool



23 thoughts on “International Bridge Building

  1. Thank you so very much Charles. Always supporting others!! Thank you again!

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    1. clanton1934 says:

      It is me who has gained the most! c

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      1. We just visited all the blogs you suggested. Thank you so much for sharing!

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      2. clanton1934 says:

        You are quick! Charles

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      3. clanton1934 says:

        I just sent a major up date to “links”

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      4. clanton1934 says:

        Dear ladies of FC,
        This link [cited below] that you recommended to me, qualifies for the rarely applicable word: “Unique”!
        It is beyond beautiful. It is encyclopedic! I can only say that I greatly admire it from afar.
        The visual technology is exceeded only by the exhaustive content. I feel like the snake that tried to swallow a treat that was much bigger than the snake. Thanks for the for the challenge. I loved as much of the feast as possible! Touche’
        charles rogers

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      5. It is unique and educational!

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  2. msbukky says:

    Thank you Charles. You are simply amazing.

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    1. clanton1934 says:

      I’m having fun & learning everyday!

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    2. bbnewsab says:

      Yes, KK is amazing! In many ways. And still curious, and openminded, like a child. That’s the way to become a Sage.

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      1. clanton1934 says:

        Good afternoon, PK


      2. clanton1934 says:

        I just sent a major update to links from whom I have learned.


    3. clanton1934 says:

      see update to “links”

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      1. msbukky says:

        Okay, will do. Thank you


  3. Aquileana says:

    Thanks so much for connecting… your blog looks beautiful and very creative… I ´ll make sure to check out these bloggers you recommend above, as well… Sending best wishes. Aquileana 🐉☀️

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  4. bbnewsab says:

    Thank you for having me on your list above, KK. It makes me feel proud.

    But I hope you know that I’m often referred to as the Serpent in the Garden of Eden.

    So if I were you, I’d be very careful. Snakes can be poisonous and very dangerous.


    1. clanton1934 says:

      They are not dangerous to those of us skilled in “snake-charming” We look the snake in-the-eye and play it a tune! K

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  5. bbnewsab says:

    You seem to know how to tame snakes.

    Maybe you learned that by reading “The Little Prince”?

    I think of what happened when the the Little Prince met the fox:

    From Chapter 21:

    It was then that the fox appeared.

    “Good morning,” said the fox.

    “Good morning,” the little prince responded politely, although when he turned around he saw nothing.

    “I am right here,” the voice said, “under the apple tree.”

    “Who are you?” asked the little prince, and added, “You are very pretty to look at.”

    “I am a fox,” the fox said.

    “Come and play with me,” proposed the little prince. “I am so unhappy.”

    “I cannot play with you,” the fox said. “I am not tamed.”

    “Ah! Please excuse me,” said the little prince.

    But, after some thought, he added:

    “What does that mean–‘tame’?”

    “You do not live here,” said the fox. “What is it that you are looking for?”

    “I am looking for men,” said the little prince. “What does that mean–‘tame’?”

    “Men,” said the fox. “They have guns, and they hunt. It is very disturbing. They also raise chickens. These are their only interests. Are you looking for chickens?”

    “No,” said the little prince. “I am looking for friends. What does that mean–‘tame’?”

    “It is an act too often neglected,” said the fox. It means to establish ties.”

    “‘To establish ties’?”

    “Just that,” said the fox. “To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world . . .”

    “I am beginning to understand,” said the little prince. “There is a flower . . . I think that she has tamed me . . .”

    “It is possible,” said the fox. “On the Earth one sees all sorts of things.”

    “Oh, but this is not on the Earth!” said the little prince.

    The fox seemed perplexed, and very curious.

    “On another planet?”


    “Are there hunters on that planet?”


    “Ah, that is interesting! Are there chickens?”


    “Nothing is perfect,” sighed the fox.

    But he came back to his idea.

    “My life is very monotonous,” the fox said. “I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat . . .”

    The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time.

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    1. clanton1934 says:

      What a beautiful and appropriate response, Mr, Fox! Thank you. You have made my day. Now let me play you another tune. K

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  6. BeeHappee says:

    Thank you for the acknowlegement dear Sir, and enjoy blogging!

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