A TRAVELER'S JOURNEY IN BABEL: Dec 14, 2010

KALI'S DAY excerpt

"Candice hears the sounds of birds. The last traces of light stain the cave’s entrance far from where she sits in full lotus covered only in the ashes of the dead. She drifts in and out, sometimes jolted from a vast emptiness by the grumbling of her stomach. So far she can silence hunger by simply focusing and re-focusing on her breath. But the stomach is a dumb animal and its indifference to “mind over matter” is becoming more apparent in the increasing volume of its complaint. It clenches itself like a fist and it’s all she can do to keep her eye closed, though she hears something scratching along the ground somewhere to her left. She’s conquered fear, never feared the dark until right before she conquered it. In another lifetime, there was a longing that she barely remembers. So it’s not fear or need that distracts her now. It’s the knowledge that, other than herself, something animate, something alive is within reach. Most likely it’s one of those large succulent beetles, thickly armored against what she is now in most danger of becoming—a predator, since she hasn’t really conquered appetite, has only concealed it, and despite having risen above the desire for even the simplest bowl of rice, is about to succumb to defeat for the taste of something that until now has been far from tempting or even remotely relevant to the satisfaction of any desire, let alone hunger—especially hunger.

She doesn’t open her eye. But she imagines it crawling heavily over the various obstacles in its way: pebbles and clumps of damp earth, a random search for whatever nourishment, dirt, dead insects, bits of excrement, it might stumble upon."

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Tuesday, December 14, 2010

LAHD, I CANTAYKETNOMWAH! (Music by Papa San "Maddy Maddy Cry")

The Bush Era tax cuts have been extended. Starting with Virginia, Obama's healthcare initiative is being dismantled through the state judiciaries. The Federal Reserve is a loose cannon, playing with the economy as if it were its private hedge fund. China has a stranglehold on Tibet and much of the Chinese population seems to be buying the rhetoric. It seems that even as a small percentage of people take to the streets, even those who attack figureheads do so without budging the iron fisted hold the sociopathic .0001% has on our existence. We live and die by their decisions and at best all we do to stop them is a sigh in the wilderness. We are appeased with permission to ask the questions, while presenting the facts has become a criminal act. Lord, I can't take it no more.

LAHD, I CANTAYKETNOMWAH!

LEAVING FEAR BEHIND

Photograph (c) Bonny Finberg

Leaving Fear Behind (in Tibetan, Jigdrel) is a heroic film shot by Tibetans from inside Tibet, who longed to bring Tibetan voices to the Beijing Olympic Games. With the global spotlight on China as it rose to host the XXIX Olympics, Tibetans spoke of their plight and their heartfelt grievances against Chinese rule. Many of them were willing to sacrifice their lives, insisting their faces be shown in order to get this message to the Dalai Lama and all the world. The footage was smuggled out of Tibet under extraordinary circumstances. The filmmakers were detained soon after sending their tapes out, and remain in detention today.
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=8048230761996582635#