As we continue to find our feet and balance in a world gone askew, Tiramit, Scottish ex-pat in India (and sometimes Thailand) shares his wise take on recent cataclysmic events and reminds us of the Buddha’s teachings and the prescient wisdom of HL Mencken as well. ❤️🌸☸️🕉📿
POSTCARD #231: New Delhi: Trumpets blare, the sharp impact of it hits immediately, a cloud of birds fly up in a flutter of uncertainty. Trees splash outwards in branches, twigs, leaves, blossom and seed. Astonishment… how could this have happened? Eyes open wider and wider, like a camera aperture opening so far it exceeds structural integrity, implodes, buildings collapse in controlled demolition made to seem like a natural disaster, the ground beneath us opens up in sinkholes. Words explode into fragments of meaning… thus, the un-expect-ed-ness of this unnerving turn of events.
Curtains open on the First Act. Enter, stage right, the President of the Disunited States, Hollywood version of narcissistic Third World dictator, well-dressed gangster with his carefully balanced coiffure and infrastructure of war, catastrophe, greed, hatred and delusion – a victorious returning to power, with paid-for breathless wave of applause. Financial Advisors grab all the wealth stolen by…
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wonderful prose, Sunny!
this election offers
the perfect opportunity
to collectively wake up 🙂