Showing posts with label cnunc. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cnunc. Show all posts

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Mania

Life is mania. Without, it’s un-life. Boring. Bizarre. Empty.
Great mania of today: cricket. Baseball.
But both don’t. Could they ever overtake football.
Is it mania for money?

Poor pagans?

Poor Indians. Sun-worshipping pagans. Deserving to be rescued. Not just from squalor. But even from mistaken beliefs and faiths? Persisting with them for ever? Yet to be liberated: by the forward looking. Freed from mistaken beliefs and faiths? So think modern minds. How will the saviors do it? By unleashing their own thought processes? Their own new light? How and when? Or is it already being done? In noticeable, and not so visible little ways just now. But rescue and liberation, will it gather speed?

Yet how many thinkers of the west have delved deep into Oriental, even Indian, thought to look for new insights into the secrets of the Universe?

Wordsworth even spoke of pantheism and panentheism. Many others have inquired into life after death: rebirth. Soul force.

Mother earth

c. mother earth. Unc. Loaded mother earth. Overloaded. By footfalls. By devices. Trillions upon trillions. Bearing the burden of ever-rising piles of waste. Mountains of them. Billion of tons. Or is it trillions of tons. C. Land, see, air. Wallowing in it.

Poor little mother earth. A speck in the universe. Yet crowded. By life and un-life. Filled by filth. Zillions of tons. New waste. Even by beauties created by art, science, fiction. All momentary in the big time span. But for discard ultimately. Not really for preservation.See it all for some time. Un-c when eyes see no more. Nor wish to c. unc.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Aussie cribbing

Aussie cribbing

Aussie loss of form. Near wholesale? Is that why they are livid? After rout by Springboks. And on home ground. And they blamed it on the IPL. Curse of the IPL! Sydney Morning Herald put out quotes from Down Under: the devil at work.

Brett Lee not delivering, now hurt and injured. Ricky became rickety Ponting, Symonds et al in the dumps. Hayden forced to quit. A hoodoo over them all. Take it out on somebody. Who better than the Indians, the all time whipping boys.


Yet, give the devil his due. IPL rediscovered Shane Watson, David Hussey and Marsh for the Kangaroos. They are in the team. Some retired Aussies are making hay in the Indian sunshine: Shane Warne, Gilespie and McGarth steady as ever, even if not getting many wickets, but tormenting batsmen. And delivering many clones.