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muses and meanderings: I Do Not Count
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Wandering the wilderness: searching the lost soul. Thursday, 17 May 2012. I Do Not Count. I do not count. Dignity rented at night. My children sold up. Of myself never mine. I do not count. I do not count. Spit upon and humiliated. I do not count. No, I do not count. Location: Kathmandu, Nepal. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Farmer's Story (a documentary I made on Android). Pageviews from the past week. I Do Not Count. Daughter of a Watermill. My second volume of stories. My first volume of stories.
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muses and meanderings: April 2014
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Wandering the wilderness: searching the lost soul. Thursday, 17 April 2014. What would I do to change? I ponder upon various outlets from this impasse. I don't really like to live here: I would love to quit. Let all things be as they choose to be: I would really love to hit the road! I calculate. How much would it take for me get a bicycle and travel inland? Are there no encouragements? Of course there are, sure. But it depends on humanity. How old am I? Forget it. Not possible. Why not be human? Come th...
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muses and meanderings: Rules for Writing
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Wandering the wilderness: searching the lost soul. Monday, 14 May 2012. Creative Writing: The Rules that Hold and Bind. I am a little-known writer; a tiny speck of invisible dust in the void of the cosmos. Mostly, I scribble pieces of poetry and prose. My first published work was a volume of poetry which is no longer available for purchase. My books of prose include Out of Kathmandu. A volume of stories and Ripheart Mountains. Writing demands a lot of concentration, a lot of time, a lot of creativity, a ...
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muses and meanderings: Midnight's Allegory
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Wandering the wilderness: searching the lost soul. Friday, 11 October 2013. Talk about bliss, a burden you have always felt like. O wild weed, of life, what pleasure are you? Thrice I had hung on the edge; thrice you shied away. O friend among friends, what measure are you? A Guest of Love, you can’t be shunned away; you can’t be sold! O dark net of miracles, what treasure are you? Felt like fire from hell, you have, felt like a poisoned arrow. Far, far deep you have cut; what razor are you? This blog-po...
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muses and meanderings: November 2013
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Wandering the wilderness: searching the lost soul. Tuesday, 12 November 2013. Rumi: The Eternal Wisdom. What do you think will happen? Say, 'I am You'. The word, or the name Rumi. In Arabic, literally translates into 'Roman' as Jalāl ad-Dīn Muḥammad Balkhī lived at his time in what used to be Anatolia, subject to and part of the great Byzantine Empire. The word Mevlâna often attached as part to his name means "having to do with the master". He was a poet, a philosopher, and a Sufi mystic. My dear soul,.
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muses and meanderings: The Unhappiness Pill
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Wandering the wilderness: searching the lost soul. Wednesday, 24 July 2013. Bitterness Within our Hearts: The Inner Journey We All Need to Undertake. If I was to ponder upon the question I would be an idiot, a fool. People are not always happy with things and turn of events as they are. The right way to put that question then would have been: Who is not unhappy? 01 Loss (opposite to Profit) / Debt. 02 Sorrow (hundreds of causes). 03 Pain/injury/torture (physical or mental). 07 Slavery (hundreds of forms).
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muses and meanderings: September 2013
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Wandering the wilderness: searching the lost soul. Monday, 2 September 2013. I love carrying a knife with me, in my pocket or my bag, even when I'm home. Whenever I am out of home, I always carry a knife along not just because it can be of use, sure it has always been, but because it just feels like I have a trustworthy companion there, always within my reach, and always with me. But what is there in a knife which makes me feel so secure and comfortable carrying one around? 2 Cut through ropes and twines.
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muses and meanderings: October 2013
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Wandering the wilderness: searching the lost soul. Wednesday, 23 October 2013. S* * you, man! He expressed his feelings. No need to,' I told him, 'I already have been.'. But he got a rather painful bum that made him weep without opening his mouth. When he got through it after a while, he cursed rather bitterly. There was no rope he could use. The pain lasted the following couple of days. Then a day came when he drank out of a toilet cistern. 'Shit! Then the next day, he went to mix concrete with a shovel...
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muses and meanderings: July 2013
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Wandering the wilderness: searching the lost soul. Wednesday, 24 July 2013. Bitterness Within our Hearts: The Inner Journey We All Need to Undertake. If I was to ponder upon the question I would be an idiot, a fool. People are not always happy with things and turn of events as they are. The right way to put that question then would have been: Who is not unhappy? 01 Loss (opposite to Profit) / Debt. 02 Sorrow (hundreds of causes). 03 Pain/injury/torture (physical or mental). 07 Slavery (hundreds of forms).
