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Forever Young

When the winds of changes shift May your heart always be joyful And may your song always be sung May you stay forever young Forever young, forever young May you stay forever young.

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Lingavishappu by Vishnu Prasad

In a recent interview with Madhyamam newspaper, the author talks about the ‘hunter’s viewpoint’ when it comes to sexual assaults. Vishnu Prasad feels better understanding the hunter’s social conditions is important enough and is seldom thought of. He feels male sexuality is suppressed in Kerala’s social conditioning. He goes to the extent of claiming men […]

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Our time is a between time

  Michael Palmer writes “Our time is a between time; best to stay out of it.”, yes totally.   Yes, I was born on the street known as Glass—as Paper, Scissors or Rock. Several of my ancestors had no hands. Several of my ancestors used their pens in odd ways. A child of seven I […]

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Poetry of Mad Men – Kierkegaard & Pierre Reverdy

Boredom is taken to be the worst evil. Immersing themselves in pleasure, whether sensual or intellectual, aesthetic people live overwhelmingly for the moment, in search of yet another self-gratifying experience. Pierre Reverdy and the poetry of Mad Men. Musings on desolation and the moment.

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Life of a day

But there are so few days as compared to people, not to mention dogs, that it would be surprising if a day were not a hundred times more interesting than most people.

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Are you sure…

….the best thing that ever happened to television is LOST. httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-vn2hlXVDZQ Oh, look around you Look down the bar from you at the  faces that you see Are you sure that this is where you want to be These are your friends But are they real friends Do they love you as much as me […]

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Marginalia

A few greasy looking smears and next to them, written in soft pencil- by a beautiful girl, I could tell, whom I would never meet- “Pardon the egg salad stains, but I’m in love.”

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