The unconquerable world -reliving

I'm rereading Jonathan Schell's book "The unconquerable world" -clear,concise and well argued.Hope to be able to get hold of his other writings "The unfinished twentieth century and the Fate of the earth." I had just finished reading Murakami's "After the quake" when the catalysmic disaster struck.How ominous,a case of Life imitating Art.But even if there is a sliver of hope,let's learn something from it.

"At present most of us do nothing. We look away. We remain calm. We are silent. We take refuge in the hope that the holocaust won’t happen, and turn back to our individual concerns. We deny the truth that is all around us. Indifferent to the future of our kind, we grow indifferent to one another. We drift apart. We grow cold. We drowse our way to the end of the world. But if once we shook off our lethargy and fatigue and began to act, the climate would change. Just as inertia produces despair—a despair often so deep it does not know itself as despair—arousal and action would give us access to hope, and life would start to mend: not just life in its entirety but daily life, every individual life. At that point we would begin to withdraw from our role as both the victims and the perpetrators. …
We would no longer be the destroyers of mankind, but rather, a gateway through which the future generations would enter the world. Then the passion and will that we need to save ourselves would flood into our lives. The walls of indifference, inertia, and coldness that now isolate each of us from others, and all of us from the past and future generations, would melt, like snow in spring. …"
—Jonathan Schell, The Fate of the Earth

when the dust has settled

When thedust has settled, how can we be sure that those supposed regulators are doing their jobs at not pulling the wool over our eyes? Couldn't robots be used in dangerous radioactive places to prevent endangerment of human lives? Shouldn't we ,the people living near nuclear plants be given automatic updates of radiation levels on mobile phones? What is the solution that can weaken construction materials so that rescue missions are made easier? When the dust has settled,what lesson can we get from this to move on with our lives?

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The seed of this story germinated whilst I was reading Banana Yoshimoto's Kitchen and Yoko Ogawa's the Housekeeper and the professor.aaah the love that is unrequited



My friends call me Andy the Randy.Beats me. I sure ain't have no super idol face -just those red angry mini volcanoes called zits that pop up on the tip of my nose or forehead.

I've set up this secret website to earn me some extra moolah.My mom is sure a meanie-what she gives can hardly pay for my girl's night out at that smashing club ,Cool chick.FML.

They say that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach.Nope they know nuts about raging hormones.You strike them where the most blood flows to-works everytime,I make big bucks secretly filming with my spy camera in toilets and changing rooms.Yeah,I'm going to hit Hollywood big time director like that Steven S. Look out ,Hollywood here I come from the school of hard ons to the school of hard knocks.

You know,when dad left us for that bit***,the private detective that mom hired was wow so high tech.You would never guess where and how they tape people doing their thing.I learnt atrick or two from them when I set up my cash trap. Ha ! Ha!You wouldn't know .

the snow lotus

A haiku


fireballs freeze shadows

from ashes

the snow lotus unfurls