Haikus – Evil and Choice
Life on the one handAll the dead on the otherWhich is real for you? The cold frost grudgingthe rosebud’s soft innocencewill choke and wither. As weeds throttle plants,the child, society moulds.Abomination.
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Life on the one handAll the dead on the otherWhich is real for you? The cold frost grudgingthe rosebud’s soft innocencewill choke and wither. As weeds throttle plants,the child, society moulds.Abomination.
It has become increasingly difficult to hold decent constructive discussion with people. The reasons for this are many, but one particular reason irks me more than the others. Many people, in the middle of a discussion, will suddenly cut it short by saying, “Well it’s my point of view, and all points of view are … Read more
There are two ways of looking at the world. One view is where everything is scarce. The other, where there is enough for everyone. In the scarce view, all resources have to be fought for, and fighting for these resources becomes the main focal point of a person having this view. He will go on … Read more
Solitary calmShe showers gentle SilverThe queen of the night. The world whizzing pastSilent buzz of the cycleTime is suspended
Standing from afarPain will not be understood.I’m no statistic. Throes shine so strongly,that benevelonce shows not.But it’s who we are.
A certain way of thinking prevails among a large number of us. I don’t know how many, but it is substantial. I will try to illustrate by means of an example. My colleague, in the newspaper business, tends to idealize, and submit emotionally to the two leading newspapers in the city. He talks of how … Read more
The regret of loss Apprehensive of the new This cycle is growth Creation and Risk may never part. To stagnate is to be secure.
Perhaps the experience varies for others. Within myself, I have come to realize the following. The very phrase to “hold” a grudge, reveals that we, through our active effort, prevent the grudge from escaping. A certain pleasure, though not unmixed with pain is generated through the remembrance. Like the pleasure that arises from picking a … Read more
To bend or to breakIs the choice in the reed’s hands?The gust of wind comes. Expediency.Does the intention forgive?Cherished notions fall.
In recent conversations, I was confronted with, I confess an unexpected argument. Namely, that just like a living body contains something that a dead body does not (Consciousness), a dead body contains something that a living body does not. Therefore, what is so special about the extra thing possessed by the living body. This is … Read more