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What does FRSA mean after someone's name and what is a Fellow of the Royal Society of Arts?

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"The Royal Society of Arts (RSA): Championing Enlightenment, Inspiring Change" Introduction: In the realm of intellectual and societal advancement, few institutions can boast the storied history and impact of the Royal Society of Arts (RSA). Established in 1754 in the heart of London, the RSA has been a driving force behind innovation, enlightenment, and positive change. In this blog, we'll explore the rich legacy of the RSA and shed light on the significance of being awarded a Fellowship and the prestigious FRSA designation. The RSA: A Beacon of Enlightenment: At its inception, the RSA was a product of the Age of Enlightenment, a period marked by a fervent belief in reason, science, and progress. Founded by a group of forward-thinking individuals, including William Shipley, the RSA's original mission was to encourage the pursuit of knowledge and practical ideas that could improve society. Diverse Fields of Impact: The RSA has historically been a hub for individuals ...

Safe Haven, A Poem by Sarnia de la Mare, song by Tale Teller Club

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“Safe Haven” is an anthem of grief and fury — a protest-poem for the children caught in war and hate. It refuses silence, naming the perpetrators, mourning the innocent, and invoking cosmic justice.  Safe Haven Your hate they can feel Goes way deep inside And they can’t shake the feeling That they’re going to die The children are marching Their Journey through Hell Your hate hits their cheeks And they die where they fell Toy soldiers are melting Dolls’ faces are breaking This world that you’re making Keeps taking and taking Little pink hearts Keep beating and beating For love and safe haven They’re waiting and waiting Little girl singers Little boy drummers Your stealing their winters Erasing their summers Under the rubble Of your toxic hate The blood of the babies Seeps under the gate The gate of a home Once filled with love Where angels come down To take them above A place filled with doves that you’ll never dwell Cos all the warmongers Are Going to Hell © 2024 Sarnia de la Maré...