poetry-kiddo

MAYBE ITS LOVE AGAIN

2011-07-28T14:07:00.001-07:00

Suicide is a slap in the face to your mother and father

2011-06-27T06:34:00.000-07:00

Suicide is a slap in the face to your mother and father.

A Poem by poetry-kiddo

Never thought I would be a counselor for troubled minds..as if I aint got enough of my own!! So many here on this site...they contemplate suicide... poems of suicidal tendency. I tell you...wait!!

Suicide is a slap in the face to your mother and father,

I'd slap you ten times twenty even though I'm not your brother

And then tell you...what you mean to me though you don’t give a damn,

You'd tell me I don’t know a thing about you...I'd say it’s alright ma'am!

(And slapping yourself really hurts when you know you are the problem)

To be born into this world is not a misery,

It’s another step forward towards your greater glory,

To die knowingly by taking your life is not the solution,

Have a cold shower, breathe a deep breath ...and make a new resolution.

(Learn music, sing or croak and bring your life to its rightful fruition)

You are a child and always will be one....don’t let evil thoughts trick you,

Your problems may grow but don’t let them trample and crush and choke you,

When crossing the bridge don’t for a second think of doin a ropeless bungee,

When punishing your partner by leaving forever ...you amplified the Devils glee.

(You’ll be roaming in dark astral worlds feeling frightened and very lonely)

So we can work it out babe, get your self up honey...these words seem so common,

Go and take some rest and awakening will bring out the best in you my good woman,

Brother, you too can be a father one day; someday... if you'd only just stay alive,

Mother, Father, sister, brother, aunty, uncle, granma and granpas living pride!

(You could live to be a grand old man and she'll still be a young blushing bride)

Stop fearing whatever you fear and fear itself will never come near you I promise,

Shine in your own light and wear on your fierce pride and you shall be luminous,

Hungry? I’ll feed you, thirty? I’ll quench you...with springs of eternal water,

Feeling despised? Oh please don’t be, tryin to hide? Ah please be free, do talk my daughter.

(If it’s a proposal yer lookin for id offer my services since my Ma calls me matchmaker)

You were not born to them to hang on the other side of a short rope,

And if drugs got you down I'd like to tell you you can quit that dope,

And if you have been to prison...all the more reason to live long my brother,

Don’t leave the movie halfway, we will wait till the end and go home together.

(I mean ...fade out naturally and hope our funeral day there’s pleasant weather)

Poison is for kitchen-rats though I'd spare them the agony,

Life is priceless, life just can't be measured in Gold or money,

And slitting your wrists is silly my Lily cause I cant donate you my alien-blood,

And starving to death is not so easy when you crave for burgers and lemonade!

(You aint a camel holdin water in your hump and you hate porridge, oats and marmalade)

And of all the ways to die, I never would fancy jumpin off a jagged cliff,

Your arch angels gone on strike since you didn’t pay his professional fees,

And why should he stay if you never prayed to St. Michael his top-boss?

Another one bites the dust sings dear St. Cecilia ...O what a loss O what a loss!

(While lord Yama hovers with his fancy noose and Morrison sings the blues)

Your mama got a picture of you ...two front teeth and in a Nappy,

Your papa bought you countless toys just to make you very happy,

Lonely? She comforted you, depressed? He reassured you...the Apple of their Eye,

Homeless? They sheltered you, Clothe-less? They clothed you...now don't feel shy...

(Fortunate are those that still have them alive...as some watch-over from the sky.)

Listen to me....just for a while...when infuriated...walk another garden mile,

I will hear all that you have to say...tell me your worries I'll make them mine...do smile,

We can work it out...we can shine on bright, we have and we will master our karma,

I will change your life...just as you have changed mine, it’s my duty; it’s my dharma!

(If you wanna hold your breath after all that...go ahead and meditate, be a Lama)

p.s Please lend me a helping hand to make them understand!

Their lives are ours too!

© 2011 poetry-kiddo

How to know when you are Enlightened!

2011-05-31T06:20:00.001-07:00

How to know when you are Enlightened!

When recognition of your perceived reality as being illusory dawns,

When pipe-dreams shatter and nightmares don't matter in early morns,

When you know the Moon to be your teardrop and the Sun is your Crown,

When you know you have really risen after having fallen down!

When you give everything you have without ever holding back,

When they mock you and stab you, your clothing - just a tattered rag,

When Fairies carry you on strings of ethereal ether,

When you think you are dead while you live ....as if its better!

When swine march on all fours bedecked in garlands of Pearls,

When relaxed you are watching the War of the Worlds,

When Lazarus rises forth from the depths of his Tomb,

When you emerge again from another Mothers womb.

When you know that I am and then I know you are too,

When they know that we are as we know they have to,

When she is really him and yes they too are us,

When he too is you and the Shark and its jaws.

When viruses thrive in your body and your solar plexus trembles,

When planets are your Cells and black holes are your ulcers,

When cunning Cancer is you and tumors grow a plenty,

When acceptance is hope then faith is hardly scanty.

When parallel Universes merge to form your multi-Godly body,

When the Matrix declares submission; only then you're ready,

When alien galaxies dance at the nod of your luminous head,

When the discoverer in you unveils the obvious secret.

The creation was you and the creator too,

Fragmented and scattered like droplets of dew,

You tied the dark blind-fold over your own two eyes,

While the third eye of Truth they had cleverly disguised.

You chose the same path that you now are walking,

Falling then running while laughing still coughing,

Love then thy neighbor as you love to love your ownself,

Cause they are all you got when you weep at their doorstep.

Bodies are just vehicles when the soul wants a joyride,

When you are the darkness, there is no place to hide,

So bask in the pure light if only for a while,

And laugh and be merry and go out in style.

No Heaven outside you, no hell there be neither,

You are your own sister, brother, father and mother,

Purgatory is not a place ...just a frame of a scared mind,

a rough tool you created to while away your time.

When the biggest sin is to fear your own fear,

When freedom seems distant and bondage is near,

When superstition is not just another fancy old word,

Then tension will ail you when peace is a black- bird.

And when the Cosmic rays you once long beamed,

When they do return back to their loving master as in a dream,

Filtering through the Crown, passing through her brow,

Gushing down his throat and round the Heart Chakra they flow.

Then resting a while at solar-plexus and travelling to your navel,

The tail-bone starts quivering... The Truth about to unravel,

When everything becomes one and you become everything,

And harmony prevails when Enlightenment rings!

Enlightened

Maintenance

2011-05-31T06:20:00.000-07:00

Maintenance

TIA HELEN by Rockstarmono

2011-03-23T12:15:00.001-07:00

TIA HELEN by Rockstarmono

2011-03-23T12:15:00.000-07:00

Insolent hard disk

2011-01-26T10:02:00.000-08:00

Insolent Hard disk!! I will repair you no matter what....I stuffed you in the freezer...I punched your casing to near-pulp.....I removed your fuming smoky diode ....i enslaved you to the objecting mother drive...you burnt my brand new smps...i didn't say a word...hoping you would yield the data long lost to a select civilization.....you cant forsake me this way....listen....show up just once as a logical drive and i will buy you a new external casing with usb converter....why....ill even paint your back yellow and your front... pink.....just respond..... don't die on me hard-disk...you don't belong to me....and that makes it worse...I have given my word.....and if its a virus unknown to my library of condemned demons.....and is causing this rift between us and you drift away from me to never land....please remember......I will not rest till I`ve found its maker...but for now....give me a sign.....I have promised to revive you and I mean to.......and i dont have a pressure controlled vacuum lab to open your entrails in....well....we shall see...what can be seen...the night is still young*And in case you think I will chuck you in the scrap yard.....rest easy...rest assured....i try to preserve my World....you will hold a place in someones electronic desk...but a place in my Heart....as the only one who dared to defy me.

Lazarus is thy name....rise and shine....

Hunger and Thirst

2010-10-25T13:05:00.000-07:00

Hunger is a wonderful thing....it makes one see so clearly.....
drawing you closer to the primary Matrix....the reason...the source...the cause..........
and thirst is my life long companion on an integral everlasting journey...
whatever destiny may bring.....or cost me dearly...nay not in Earthly money...
I will accept its unknown tricks....accept them I will....and gladly.....

Alien Vows

2010-10-16T12:33:00.000-07:00

Alien Vows

I’m an Alien and I come from Andromeda Galaxy

I’ve been searching for you princess …in your unreality

I have traveled very far …Just to find my pretty Star

And I hope that maybe someday baby you will be with me.

Tell me true does your Soul fear the dark

My Eyes are hypnotic ...look above

And I know that your minds bright and pure

Why I love you like crazy I don’t know

And like your Satellite I will orbit you

It’s your gravity drawing me to you

Sunshine lights your face Moonlight gives it grace

And it makes Love glow in you

Fasten your seat-belt we’re gonna take a ride

Fly past Jupiter Uranus Saturn Neptune Mars

Alpha Centauri, Pleiades our ancient home

Planet Nibiru`ll follow where I may roam

I am not your Aristotle, Galileo Galilei

Nor am I your Albert Einstein

Don’t you know me my Fairy?

I saw Isaac Newton’s Apple

Falling straight down from the Tree

When the Matrix and its Revolutions reloaded in me

Ask the wise Oracle what will you be?

Is Earth keeping you in slavery?

Particles, Quasars, Trinity..

I can’t stop loving you don’t you see

And on the Pyramids we will land our Ship

We don’t need no fuel just our own heart beat

And when Solar- flares radiate through us

We will fly to Venus

Pack up your bags girl lets roam the Milky Way

Soaring through ether what pleasant weather all day

Our home is waiting its just a few light years away

Hold on to me when Heaven floats by you pray

Of Time machines and Super Powers

2010-03-12T13:08:00.000-08:00

A Zillion pathways to your abode.....
The one that I call my God....
Integers, Numbers, processor, keyboard...
Switches routed; networked node....

Time Machines and Tele-portation ..
My kids want a Psp play-station...
Telekinesis and 'fallin down an abyss'
My God...I am my Own!!

-----poetry-kiddo

I might still be alive

2010-03-05T10:58:00.000-08:00

sos

When I die, bury me not in a hurry.....I still may be alive!!! Gasp!!
Wrap me not in a shroud.....call me not yet a corpse....
Check my pulse again....wish me healthy and breathin again!

When I die....I shall still linger in your midst and in your homes,
walkin, talkin, seekin, jokin...wherever I may roam....
I might visit an UFO stowed away in an old aerodrome!

When I die.....they shall try to spook me....and haunt me...
The shadows of my own emotions....and taunt me....
But I shall smile at them cause they are but my own!

When I die ...I shall not possess you....but rather assist you...
In your day to day chores and reprogram your websites anew...
Ethical hacking was never a tool I took advantage of...ask Mr. Gates!

When I die.....I would expect you to feed the dark-black crow..
And set him out a small silver water bowl outside my door..
Give him Indian bread and home made porridge in my old dinner plate.

When I die...rely on me to be your guide just like you guided my way,
Those lonely 14 days in a light-less world where night is a dark day,
Pray for my soul....I shall send you a gift in return by the afterlife mail!

---poetry-kiddo

5 March 2010 2:43 am Panaji Goa at Cyber Cafe “The Web”

ME 2009 ME 2012

2009-10-18T12:31:00.000-07:00

34 years .....Life has been fair to me......

THE FUTURE IS IN THE PAST

Hanv sukhi Jag sukhi

2009-09-09T14:08:00.000-07:00

Chalat vatam, hirvea xetantlean chalat vatam, chalat hanv vatam...
Gaiet vetam, git kallzachem gaiet vetam, gaiet hanv vatam.

To pallai, Surya vair amurkoch hansta,
Suknnim varear uddta; nustim hondeant buddta,
Ho paalai Kavi sobit kavita mhanta,
Thodde aikun raddta, thodde ugich basta.

Baba ghara aila astolo, kaam suntlem,
thoklo amch baba,
Ayi vatt pallaita astali, xivrakk randlam,
mogall amchi ayi.

Pavlom, ghara mhajea pavlom,
xembar dhempa marit marit angnant mhajea pavlom.
Dhanvlom, koso re hanv dhanvlom,
Xalla suntli, udki marit, dhanvat ghara pavlom.

Hanv sukhi zalear jag mhozo sukhi,
Baba, ayi, azo, aji, kaka, kaki, bhav, bhain, mama mami...
Na mhanunakant, sadanch zaieat raji,

Disacho Surya, Ratrichem Chandnem,
Kalzache hanvdde, Prakrutichem ummanem,
Atmencho ullas, manachem sagnnem.

samzatam tumkam avodlim thodinch him bhavnnam mhajim,
sadanch zaiet raji, sadanch zayiet raji,
Sukhi ravunk ani Jagak sukhi davarunk
sadanch zayiet raji.

--- poetry-kiddo
09/09/09 at 9 pm
dedicated to you my internet friends

Video by Kartik, Poem composed and recited by Roque Lazarus.

Happy

2009-08-17T14:31:00.000-07:00

Happy should be they who bask in his Sunshine .....fearing no radiation, no sunburn...

Happy should be those who have never seen the Sun...having lived in coldness alone,

Happy should be they whose thoughts are stored in the shadow of the moons light...

and though distance maims their limbs and alien-fuel is way too expensive...they do resume flight..

Happy are we....who breathe easy....without understanding the magnanimity of
this Universe....or the next ....its weird math.....fuzzy-logic....invisible unconditional love ..way outta sight..

Happy be ye.....those who have livid with me....on this dear young-old planet ...this fateful inky dark night!

The Magic Pendant of ROCKSTARMONO

2009-08-09T10:16:00.000-07:00

Of Pasta and Curry and Cycles and Ferrari

2009-07-17T13:23:00.000-07:00

Did I tell you how to make time stand still?

Simple....take a deep breathe ...hold it in your abdomen and watch the world around you...its moving on....while you have temporarily frozen yourself...frozen in time....
from that perspective ......even a busy schedule seems like a Holiday...

Have you seen Mr.Beans film Holiday?....love it...bet you will too...
makes me think the way i do....

Why this melancholy this mellow evening....
why this metaphor-tinged reckoning....
Why am i feeling the way I always feel....
Is it the spirit-world beckoning?
Fly away little fairy....take your time and don't hurry....
Spread your good cheer lil dearie...to your kids and dont worry...
Its happenin for a reason....this time-shift from a cycle to a Ferrari...
You dine on Pasta...while I relish my Curry....
Life is a Blast and I never am weary...

Watch-Dog

2009-06-27T11:44:00.000-07:00

Free TrackersHelp

Lost in Santa-Cruz

2009-05-25T15:45:00.000-07:00

Lost in Santa-Cruz

Beautiful people on every side,

Homes and Folks under Azure skies,

Zooming vehicles ...skidding Tyres....

Clearly reflected in your lovely eyes.

In such serenity I've never been,

Such wondrous sights Ive never seen,

Walking on with you beside,

my heart so glad had never been!

Walk on we do in this Labyrinth,

lost we are in shadows beneath...

But what do we care, for roads and lanes,

Or buses and Planes....

Sense of direction in our brains,

Adrenaline pumping in our veins,

we dash across the Zebra crossing,

our way we keep on missing

but my hand you are possessing,

Lost again; always wrong guessing!

Suddenly you feel the breeze in your hair,

The unmistakable fragrance of salty air,

Two Doves above; we too a pair,

anxiously we make our way there.

Lo! Behold the sea, the open sea before me,

our fatigue is forgotten let it be,

Down by the water-line we sit you and I,

should I say now I love Thee?

Now not now, not again!

Words can wait another time another place but not too late,

suddenly warning me bells in my head,

Recapitulation, solemn vows I had made....

Over is the fun back to square-one,

Ended before it begun,

faded with the setting sun,

Its in our stars we can blame no one

and still we are lost in Santa-Cruz town!

I'm an Unicorn.....

2009-05-11T12:32:00.000-07:00

Its happenin....for a reason.....surely...... all this turmoil....all these random friends.....am I an Unicorn...in your magical land? Like-minded folk...collected ...like when a gust of wind blows dry fallen leaves in its path...scattered from many a tree-branch.....movin on.....changin places.......mixing....mingling.....creatin new Worlds....of their own....singin along...hummin a song....moving on......only to rest ...till the light of a new-born dawn.....a new-dawn-morn.....yeah....I'm a singer.... and memories carry on....whilst some just linger.....while some have gone..... I guess it must be magic.....you made it....its your own ..... Livin' In your Enchanted-Forest.... I'm an Unicorn.... ----poetry-kiddo

Suhanis Poem

2009-05-02T12:08:00.000-07:00

http://www.suhanishah.com/
Please have a look at this wonder-girls website ......

BALL PENCIL GARDEN ROLLER-SKATES TAXI RABBITS SUHANI MIRROR BARBIE ELEPHANT KITE TABLE TELEVISION CROCODILE COMPUTER WORKSHOP CHOCOLATES BOOK CAP IPL SPEAKERS CAMERA.

(Suhani Shah is a magician, psycho-counsellor, hypnotist and Orator.....the above are her pics from her website http://www.suhanishah.com/ )

Memory....ah...how you deceive me.....

Lovely-Termite .....please understand....

2009-04-27T13:15:00.000-07:00

Lovely Termite.....aint you my friend?

Why'd you eat my favorite Books then?

I hope your hunger has been taken care of.....

But I need to do my reading....

and thanks to you .....now I cant...

You can leave now.....

Thats the door over there.....

I mean ...it was there before you devoured it too.....

You need some Sunlight....take a walk outdoors....

Hope you understand.....

Ant..... you are an intelligent Alien!

2009-03-26T13:05:00.000-07:00

Where have you come from ....my friend?!

You who are so intelligent and defiant to man...

What is your purpose in existing with me....

Hoarding Sugar-Crystals while I sip bitter Tea!

If only the miners could copy your style....

If all the Gold could be shared with a smile....

If only you would not be stomped underfoot....

If only you could tell me the Truth.....

Where have you come from, what is your plan?

Where are you heading while we approach the end?

What makes you move what makes you go on?

Will you survive after everyone's gone?!

Ant.....you make my smile more radiant....

Ant......you are so brave and valiant!

Ant....you keep away from my pant.....!!!!!

Ant ....you are an intelligent Alien!

HEAVY-METAL

2009-03-16T04:00:00.000-07:00

the concert Organized by the Goa Medical College Students on the evening of the 14Th of March at 7.30 was more than successful ....Funny....'Bad-Apple' that was the Heavy-Metal Bands name...
my bones ache from the dancin...
i knew this had to be a larger than life portrayal of me....
so i went to the oldest barbery inPanaji opposite Bhonsle and requested him to for this haircut....the barber agreed after being reluctant initially .... and ... gave me a Mohawk-style hair-cut...with gel...:)
then the medical-students who were organizing the show did a pentagram tattoo with a marker on my left arm and an S shaped somethin on my right...and a BULL-head on my right lung....
I just wore a pair of sand colored desert-boots size 13 and 12 inches high....a nylon-baggy trouser with white side-lines and bare-chested...i used an ibanez sound- gear bass (original wood-color with the grain showin) and a 3 inch BIG-AMBER medallion on a beaded necklace i picked up from a shop same day for 950 rupees from the gift-shop opposite azad maidan
... wore a batman mask for about half the show but when i was trippin around things on stage i flung it to the audience just before ... i walked to the tip of the open-air stage and did my 2 minute solo...i also wore a bracelet with a dark-brown stone which i threw to the audience after it fell off....

i also wore the GUNS AND ROSES BELT (4 inches wide) with skulls and red roses....
and it felt good to see my body glistening with sweat....in the bright colored lights...
and the silhouette of cheering eager fans in the amphi-theatre...
Tony handled the Casant-power sound very well and Alex on guitars, victors on vox and Conrad on Drums rocked the night away with a superb performance...

I would do anythin for love

2009-02-15T08:45:00.001-08:00

Burn my hands Young-Flame

2009-02-02T10:37:00.000-08:00

Burn my hands young flame...burn my hands that nurture,

You are safe in my care....neither wind nor rain can snuff you out...

Give me pain young flame...hurt me....I will bear the pain,

I will always be there.....I will protect thee...have no doubt!

I'm Thin?.....Its in my Gene(s)....is it a sin?...bein thin?

2009-02-02T02:15:00.000-08:00

"Your Hair needs cuttin"...says the mad-hatter to Alice (Alice in Wonderland)...
"Dont you know its rude impolite to make personal remarks about someone?"..retorts Alice....

People have been very affectionate towards me.....

some say:

"Whats wrong with you man...are you not eating?...workin too hard?...you have got some problems ....you are in tension....is everything ok?...."

while others say: " You are looking sick.....your cheek-bones are hollow....your hair is disheveled....it needs cutting....same goes for the beard that never really grows.....your bones are visible trough the flesh....."

some others take great sadistic pleasure in making jokes about me:

"Your shirt and trousers look as if they are hanging on a ward-robe hanger...(nice..no prizes fer guessing who the wardrobe and hanger are)...your Toe-nails are horrible....Finger-nails are curly...Neck is as long as a Giraffes`...One calf-muscle is half-the size of the other leg...(remind me to ask my mother next time she is down from Kuwait...if she had forgotten to give me the Polio doze)...you walk with a limp.....your ribs can be counted.....you've got a flat-bottom...(now...really!!)...why do you dress so shabby....(well at least im not Adam)...you roam about in bathroom flippers...(well i dont get size 13 shoes and if at all..they are way too expensive and mother and brother send me a ration of a pair a year..)Who needs plywood when you are there...
have you seen a road-roller pass by?...it seems to have flattened your chest...you certainly arent the Wizard of Oz...but yeah you may be the Scarecrow....hahaha...."

a priest jokes: You are smelling of death...(bad joke even if he meant literally)
a friend migrated to U.K confesses: You smell bad...(well i dont use soap while havin bath....Granpa used to say that soap removes the natural odor and flavour of the body......so there!!)

Some girls used to say: There is a coconut-oil factory hidin in your hair..(now that i agreed with and stopped usin oil ...i didnt need so much after the hair-cut....some hair-cut!)

GREAT!!!

Keep at it my fine dignified people...keep making me the butt of yer jokes....
im glad it gives you some happiness....entertainment at my cost....
and if at all if really mean your words....try to polish your act with a pinch of sincerity...
I will look at my life , health, habits and mental-balance in retrospective....
and not wallow in self-pity!

If only you all had had a look at my granfathers (paternal and maternal) both of them...one dead one very much alive...and you all he would shoot!!
Carbon-copy of me; I of them....3rd generation physical and vital statistics along with musical-genes and a crazy-wit to boot!!

I feel great to know...so many people are concerned about me....specially about my anatomy and
habits....It makes one feel like a star...when one is really quite far....

I Cycle, I sleep-well, I eat to live, I work moderately, Ive shunned alcohol, fish, meat and eggs for the past 10 years now.....I talk to roadside animals, I wink at the clouds, I breathe carbon-dioxide to my plants and wave mosquitoes aside, I love to watch an ants eye with my toy laboratory microscope and I love to write and sing.....I dress what I can afford to and dont pretend im a King.....
I breathe Ozone in lonely twilight fields and I make do with Vegetable and fruit....
I drink water and I am what I want to be and that is the wholesome truth!

come to think of it.....

Kind folks.....did you ever consider gifting me a bottle of Bournvita?!

Dear Mr.True

2009-01-17T12:02:00.000-08:00

Dear Mr.True
I cant stand and watch your tryst from the stands any more,
remember we are longing for World-Peace since ages ago..

Was there a need to bad-mouth a fellow human-being?
Is that what this "vet" thing you mention is all about?
Do you comprehend that when you prove another's "untruth"
Its proof they are innocent beyond any shadow of doubt...

What is 3500 meters.....what is a double-barrel Gun.....
why argue over trivial matters...while others watch the fun?
Its Truth that we all are in search of...the raw need to be free...
Go then and invent a weapon ...which fires love not BS at me!

BS...Bull-####....that's all it is to you refined folks eh?

Well I have known, slept-on, drunk, eaten , gathered and cleaned Bull-#### from the rear of the noble Holy-Cow....
and in times like these when her honor is at stake...
I will defend her now.....B.S its a truth-serum ...I know...

The sleep that you get on a bull-#### splattered floor,
cannot be compared to your fancy Japanese mattress...
It cures headaches and migraines and back-pains
and doesn't give you nightmares , without a head-rest!

And if Truth is what you`re passionate about,
just relax and gaze around......
watch the Caribou and feel Earths virtue and hear your own hearts sound....

and if there is a flat-plain and the Sky is pourin dishonest rain....
and there is no sound just silence......
what then?!
Be the infant that once was you.....till just innocence remains....

and then when you see the God in you and life blooms fresh anew....
the endless Universe resides in you and in me and in others too....
Lies in shadows will bask in Light and Seeming Truth will
darken...
for Truth and Lies are just an illusion that mislead. ....please awaken!

I`m back...the Rocker is back!

2009-01-14T11:25:00.001-08:00

It feels good to be back again....in the Band-Arena!

Tomorrow is the day.....we are starting a 3 member Music-Outfit!

Original Songs/Lyrics will be a priority and covers will include artists like:

Meatloaf, Hinder, GnR, Scorpions, Bryan Adams, Queen, Def Leppard,

Judas Priest, Aerosmith, Bon Jovi, Billy Joel, Billy Idol, Prince e.t.c

Hope it works out fine.....

Their faith in me dwindles ....when I go broke....

2009-01-14T04:45:00.000-08:00

Their faith in me dwindles ...when I go broke....

Joining the Cruise-liner?!... Now that`d be a master-stroke....

Earning just to spend .....and learning how to be hungry again....

You scratch my back; I scratch yours....lousy trade-off...and what a clumsy joke!!

I work and earn ...you cook and moan ...

when there is no food... I settle for Onion soup......

I fill those young minds with music...you hammer my head and make me weak...

I try my best to comfort you...and you say I'm up to tricks...

The kids have taken after you.....Respect .......to them is a term brand-new.....

I hope that soon they mend their ways...and you mend yours too I pray....

and hope that this silly monkey business is definitely not here to stay!

Walk in my vegetarian- Moccasins ...for just one bloody tiring day....

detach your self from the Television...it drives your good-sense away....

and for the sake of this Hollow-Earth...stop being a kid and stop bullying Children,

I am done with advising you....wonder if you will ever learn!!

Walkin back down that road.....a ghost returns

2009-01-14T04:24:00.000-08:00

Do not sleep near the door on All Souls Day....You`ll be kicked by the Ghost of the house.
Thats what we were warned about in childhood days.....and I know it now to be true.
Its like they are doin an inspection of their former abode....
so keep the pathways clear for them to roam about....
You have inherited what once was their....and they want to see if you are worthy ...no doubt!

Good luck, bad luck.

2009-01-13T13:27:00.000-08:00

Hello miss Gemini.....you say you`ve run outta money?

Take it easy honey...and you can call me Johnny..

First thing first I'm not a joker.....neither a chain-smoker..
2nd thing second.......I'm not Nostradamus...just an ordinary man...
When it rains.....it pours! And Luck smashes through the door....
Your accumulated interest for all these bad years in terms of good-luck is just waiting to shower its blessings on you....
go buy a good Umbrella....Mackintosh just wont do!
Don't forget to give some charity......
no...not to me.....
but to the less fortunate in yer own society....
start today.....now....

Just being me

2009-01-13T13:18:00.000-08:00

I'm not a strange type....?!
I'm just another human....
I'm not St.Peters grandpa either...
just being me ...my good-woman....

Yer ok....

2009-01-13T13:14:00.000-08:00

Hi, hello and You don't need our advice.....
you can take care of your self with your powers .
its like saying one is poor and helpless...
when Gold`s in your pocket and yer laughing fer hours.....
Granny's on your side.....and you have nothing to hide....
In laws cant do you harm.....pray fer them; be their guide!

Ghost-duster

2009-01-13T12:45:00.000-08:00

Im just a passive-reflector for the rays of the Morning Sun,
and though I'm charmed with the moon...Ive divorced lady moonshine!!!!
Its just your Written Destiny that I was the chosen one....
to chase your Ghosts to Hell ...and I hope you`re feeling fine....

EXORCISM ....its your choice...grow them in or throw them OUT!!!....

2009-01-12T14:19:00.000-08:00

You think you are being haunted by Ghosts and entities?

You feel someone is possessing your body and mind?

Do you flare into unwanted tempers?

Do you act mean when you mean to be kind?

If yes?....then...

Your experiences remind me of the Television serial
"Hawayen"
Almost your story.....
I believe you again.....
and I know of other people who are being used as hosts by
troubled entities.
Why...I am being used as a vehicle by harmless entities every night I cross the Big fields to go home.....
They just move in and out of my body as if I were some kind of Jelly-Bean.....
Sometimes I am aware of the presence of malicious entities entering my mind after the damage has been done....
like sometimes I hit my Children or scold them badly without actually meaning too...its on impulse....
or rebuke my wife for something she doesn't know ....
Or give haughty talks to my students and get carried off.....
or give 30 rupees to the Beggar and make sure people are taking notice.....
or gleefully smile to see the anguish of tired drivers and motorists standing in endless ques for Petrol and Diesel
during the week long fuel-tanker strikes...while I gleefully glide along the road....in their chagrined presence....hunching over the upturned handlebars.....reveling in the fact that I'm not creating pollution...that cycling is making me hungry and i am building an appetite....that its doesn't require me to spend on fuel...that i don't have to and definitely cant give "lifts"...
that there is a minimal chance of accident.....
that Nature is happy with me...as I am with her.....
We are carrying with us so many parasites, so many insects....
worms in our abdomen.....lice in hair that sometimes just vanish for years....bacteria in our mouths....flies buzz round our heads.....ants bite our skin....dogs bark at us...crows jealously caw....neighbors and friends ferociously hate us....
does it really matter then that there is also another entity....
careless and tell it to join the party.....
I believe in Dettol, I believe in Colgate, I believe in Castor Oil and I believe in Bill Gates....I believe in kindness and I believe in forgiveness
and I would throw holy salt and water on the poisonous fumes of Venus!
Humans have evolved .....we no more are sinners....
its your mind that has to lead the fight....your thoughts have to rebel.....and repel.....the entity has to leave you....
tell it now!!...tell it to hear you well....
NOW!
RIGHT NOW......
AND I wont be toyed around with your entity and I wont get my self in a road accident....and there wont be mirror-pieces in my face .....and I'm NOT scared of your entity....even if it were to jump right back at me.....
I have known worse.......those that jeer....and leer....
I now am free...I have conquered my Fear!

Am I a Dog ar a lazy Log?

2009-01-12T14:11:00.000-08:00

How does my wife know my precise location?

...everytime im far away from home....

is she usin a Global Positioning Device?

that tracks me when I roam?

Why does she kick me in the morning...

why does she call me a dawg?

is it my fault that I write you these late poems...

am I to blame if I sleep like a log?!

Predictions for 2009

2009-01-12T13:19:00.000-08:00

Predictions for 2009

Best World Event : Russian Excelling in Gymnastics, Ice-Skating, Dancing...almost everything!

Worst World Event : Black-Car accident, huge plume of vertically-curly smoke rising up....death of very important world couple in remote forest area.....(avoidable and something to do with Celery)

Best National (U.S.) Event : Solar-Exercises, ...Sun-Worshipping Yogasanas? .....mass participation of youth...harbors peace and tranquility as a collective effort.

Worst National (U.S.) Event : Currency-notes soggy?

bad printing material...disasterous duplicate multiplication...

Greatest Scientific Discovery/Invention/etc. : Scales,

weighing scales....something about them....

Awards Predictions (Oscars/Grammies/Nobel Prize):

Oscar: Rudyard Kipling? (wth?!!!!)

Grammy : Michel Boone

Nobel Prize : Turk....?

Surprise Prediction : Indians participate in here ...incognito....

Other Predictions : Rainforests are happier though still fighting to be healthier.....need more warmth need more rain.....both in the right time...both at the correct rate.....

Rainforests will be cut down for timber.....no need to worry.....somehow the balance is maintained! Something to do ...with the Earth being Hollow!

http://alienufo.ning.com
poetry-kiddo

End your Fear of Darkness and Evil

2009-01-12T12:31:00.000-08:00

your experiences are real enough.....

thousands of people worldwide have gone through similar situations.....

I.....when i was 11 years...my heart would shudder if there was a noise at night....and i was outdoors....then i would beat my chest with a fist and pray that my fear of the dark silence be removed from me.....

and now....see....im riding high ....riding late....greeting entities....asking running ghosts to wait.....

fear?.......what is that again?

cant believe it....its been washed of me like mud on a windscreen....after a thundershower....

take this forum ...this paranormal forum for example....

when i was mysteriously guided here ...as if by the hand of Destiny....I met two kind people here....Funny and Jenny...

and others good souls amany....

I used to be logged in here fr hours at a stretch...like the

sailor with the telescope ...high on the mast....searching for sign of land.....

and from then on...hopping from one ship to another ...crossing virtual oceans in the form of diverse web-sites and network.....and the experience has done me good...

real solid good.....

I will never again feel scared of spirits or entities...why in fact i sometimes think i should make a pact with the greys....

they are the creation of the aliens ...you know.....

leave your fear behind you.....these are entities thriving on your fear.....think of them as like you would think of breeze....

or a heat-wave or the waves of the sea spraying yer feet....

all temporary...all within your control.....as long as you are protected with a good luck charm.....your belief in yourself...

for once.....stop running from your fears .....spin around abruptly and turn the tables on them......say you have nothing to be scared of....neither in your waking state , nor in your dreams......

have a vegetarian diet.....its better than halal meat....

stick to drinking non-alcoholic beverages.....even tea and coffee can be addictive and can be a mild hallucinogen....

stick to boiled water...Gods own fountain of nectar....

have meals on time....keep your self occupied with constructive and creative work....keep your mind free of bad thoughts....try to be patient and kind to your enemies....and

enjoy the little delights of nature....smile at the full-moon, wave out to the setting Sun,,,,wink ate the butter-fly...

respect your elders and learn from them....be kind to family and understand....

spare the mosquitoes, ants and cockroaches and the lizards.....avoid pesticides.....

celebrate life......be free.....even though it may seem funny....go hug a tree.....

its natural.....nature is you....she is me....

help the poor...blessed be!

CORT HOHNER STEINBERGER BASS SOLO 3

2008-12-31T09:18:00.000-08:00

How to be Debt-Free

2008-12-19T05:38:00.000-08:00

How to be Debt-Free
By Roque Lazarus M.A

Why does one fall in Debt?
-Because one tends to spend more than one Actually Earns, thus having to make –up from the next months salary or by borrowing money or buying on credit, the relief is temporary. It jumps back at you soon enough and there you are….back to square one again!

So what to do?! How to be free?
-Freedom comes at a price and that price you have got to pay….not with money but just using your common-sense and enterprise.

Make a mind-map on a piece of paper…..start by writing in the centre…”I AM”…
Circle that statement….then draw straight-small lines from the circle outwards and write relevant words like….”Man/Woman”, ‘Happy/sad’, old/young’ e.t.c
Then carry on extending each small line from a word till you have sub-words and their subs ….this will give you a very clear picture of your situation….and surely….there will be some place where….DEBT will feature……and that will trace back its cause to many other subs that you have already written down…..
So now you actually KNOW who you are, what your situation is, what you are up to, what have been doing and what you are about to do…….some of this information will surprise you pleasantly as things which you never thought about before will surface. Thus you are in a better position to know yourself from this self-analytical exercise.

*Now lets get to the core of the problem…..and what is it? Is it that you never have enough money to spend and more importantly to pay your dues? NO!! The core is the
Way you THINK! There are people who never save a paisa and never think of tomorrow…just living life the way they think fit…just living without a care…..this is in one way, an irresponsible behavior and luck may shortly run out paving the way for misfortune.

So let’s start a plan of action….
If you are an independent person who is not supported by parents or other sources and who has to run the cost of having a family, house, vehicle, loans, purchases e.t.c then you have to minimize unwanted expenditure…..that includes cutting costs.
What are the expenses that you can cut out or spend less on…in your daily life?
--1. Occasions and Festivities: These events bring a little joy in our lives. One dresses well…new clothes, shoes, jewelry, decoration , paint for the house, arranging a party ….buying gifts…if you are attending someone else’s function, fireworks, sweets, music, electricity, drinks….the list never ends…..

STOP!!!
This just wont do……no it won’t!!
…
I am not asking you to stop celebrating….just to stop this unwanted over-pompous lifestyle…..and why? Simple----because you cannot afford it….you just cant…

Just observe main festivals and family birthdays…..minimize your guest list……prepare just a few but tasty and delicious looking food-items….so that people can say it was a small and simple but tasty meal and thank you for the same. What is the use in wasting food?
Make it a point to avoid alcohol totally….it will set a good precedent for the future ….remember….its YOUR party…..you chose what you serve….….Make home-made lemonade and orange juice e.t.c for the children ….simple-vegetarian soup will be a nice warm drink for adults in the winter evenings…..black-lemon tea is a nice option too…..Cook the food at home…..prepare the ingredients a few hours in advance. Vegetable Pulao / Biryani, (economic rice) vegetable-curry and a dry vegetable dish with boiled mix vegetables and a fresh beetroot /coriander /cabbage and onion salad and banana custard or a fruit bowl for desert will be a great party.

Have soft background recorded music….minimal lighting in your house or garden / backyard…..save by not hiring a restaurant or party-hall…..
Keep a track of the gifts you receive…..and who has given them….you are obliged and you have to return the favor…..not necessarily with the same kind of gift or expense but don’t forget to return the favor even if you can manage a small inexpensive gift or a bouquet of flowers. It will build the relationship.

Domestic expenses…..chuck out unwanted things at home….they add up to the clutter…sell old newspapers to the scrap-collectors…..even if you get 20 rupees for a pile of old-papers….its 20 rupees all right and can buy you a kilo and a half of modest rice.
Old Toys, scrap, broken electronics and such articles will also fetch a small bonus to your savings.
Buy a Cycle….its the best investment you can ever make…..in these days of smoke-pollution and soaring fuel-prices you will be doing a big favor to your budget, your health and that of others, your stress will decrease and you will be happy with nature as she will be too when you find more time to stare at the fields time and again when the roads are clear…..you also stand a better chance of surviving and avoiding accidents…..you average cycling speed is 10 kilometers per hour….that’s safe….
Of course …one cant rule out the possibility of a head on collision or a rear end one or just any possibly blistering accident but that’s a small risk you take for being on the road…
At times…..avoid the cycle too…as your legs need the benefits that walking gives…..
Minimize the car and motorbike driving…..minimize Bus and train journeys….they are not hygienic and you have to dance to the tunes of the conductor…..only fly by plane if its extremely necessary……

Try to have your meals at home as much as possible…..save on outside food.
Drink previously-boiled water or kanji if you feel thirsty….save on alcoholic drinks and
Aerated drinks….even coffee and tea are expensive and addictive…..

Stop Smoking! ….That never really helped anyone….I don’t have to tell you that cigarette smoking is habit forming and cuts a hole in your pocket and your lungs much before you know it…..it also makes you an offender and health-menace to the people in your immediate neighborhood…..

Stay next to the fire-place when you boil the milk…..Turn the lights off in your house or control the dimmers on the regulator at home.
Save electricity; reduce your bills. Turn off the TV/stereo other elec. Appliances when not needed. Save Water….turn off the taps properly and repair the flushing apparatus on commodes in the bathroom. Good clean potable water has to be saved.
If you have some spare money …say like a few thousands……it’s better to invest in Gold-Bars…..remember ….it will save you in times of emergency as Gold hardly ever loses its economic value unlike Cash.

Start from today to set up miniscule-separate funds by dividing
1. Debt (a few rupees every day or a few spare coins in a piggy-bank….you will soon be surprised to see your debt-reducing and this will take care of the loan at the end of the month….)
2. Charity (help your fellow-earthlings who are not as fortunate as you)
3. Personal-Fund (This is for festivals, gifts, emergency house-hold expenses and health-problems)
4. Wallet-(this small eco-friendly upper-pocket of your shirt or side/back pockets of your trousers doubles up as your wallet. Just keep a little more money here than you actually need…but spend with caution.
5. Monthly-expense (keep detailed records of your past, present and tentative future compulsory expenses…..these include….light/water/gas/fuel/insurance/loans/milkman/servant/vegetable/fruit bills)
6. Maintain at least 2 saving bank-accounts. Keep 1000 rupees as your bank-balance in each at least……don’t even think of withdrawing it unless its an emergency…..make sure this 1000 remains in your bank balance at least till the last day of the month…..Sometimes when you run short of money…..this amount will be your savior….even though you will be able to withdraw only rupees 500…(some banks let you withdraw the whole balance via ATM Cash-card,)
7. Be kind but limited to family and others….. Give only the minimum pocket-money to your children and a few coins or eats to beggars. More than anything else…be kind to yourself. Have meals and water on time. Avoid medication for
Problems like head-ache/toothache/mild-pain and such maladies…instead try to get to the core of the problem by living a healthy and hygienic life. All problems then will cease.
8. Surrender you’re Credit-Card. You don’t know ….its a time-bomb in your pocket!
9. Sleep and rest well. Hope for the best and your Molded-Destiny will do the rest!

5.55 pm Panaji, Goa India. Poetry-kiddo. november800@hotmail.com
*P.S There are numerous other ways to save money......you can paint your own fence and garden-wall, Weed-out and mow the lawn, stitch broken sandals/shoes/bags fix old zips ….run your own errands, iron your own clothes, shave your own beard, do your own hair.....wash your car, wash your cycle, wash your bike.....there you save about 200 rupees a month.
Take a morning/evening walk down the lane....reflect on your life.....think of the good its done you.....think about how you are about to make it better.....meditate....observe everything that you see or do with a little more attention....you will be surprised to see that Ants are an intelligent community....that the Cockroach has survived longer than any one on this Planet, that the fruit of trees are just ripening for you to Eat...that the crispy vegetables are an unparallel treat ...
That there is a strange but cheerful new smile on every new face that you greet....
that the fields are aglow with the color of golden wheat......that the sky is bluer than the bluest of blue.....and light as the lightest blue.....that the Sun and moon are shining at just the right angle and warming and cooling you.....that your departed dear-souls are smiling down at you in benevolence .....That the future of your children is warmly lit in your child’s eyes....feel their innocence.....their happiness is yours and yours; theirs.....have patience.....
make your own music, sing your hearts song if you don’t have money to buy a musical instrument...who needs one when you have your voice.....listen to the birds and learn by imitating if you don’t know to sing......be kind to the cows/pigs and fish and all other kinds of beasts you like to eat....it will save their lives and your own will prolong in a naturally healthy way.....read the ancient books ......they speak of love and kindness to everyone on this planet....
Drop your excess baggage, be free....the way that you really should be!

18 waking hours

2008-12-10T14:01:00.000-08:00

18 waking hours and not yet tired......
is it the coffee?
is it the urgent desire to attend to unfinished tasks....
i know i need sleep....but the body isn't asking for it....
has it given up on me?
i must have accumulated weeks of sleepless nights by now......
is it waiting to have its fatal toll on me?....

Sleep......don't you dare catch me unawares!

I need some drinking water now....time to go home.....

after the pain.....I'm happy again....

2008-11-28T03:31:00.000-08:00

after the pain.....I'm happy again....

But...till when?!

Pain is a messenger...it wants to say something...

2008-11-26T11:45:00.000-08:00

Pain is a messenger....

It has something to say.....

Should one kill pain?

--without hearing what it has to say?

Im glad my tooth-aches,

and laugh when my head-aches

happy for my bones that ache,

happier for my heart that breaks.......

Ah!....Pain......there she goes again.....

SUNDAY WAS LIKE ANY OTHER

2008-11-19T02:55:00.000-08:00

SUNDAY WAS LIKE ANY OTHER.....got up at 1.00 pm, had tea for lunch and lunch at tea time....thought to give the dog a bath...ended havin a dog-bath myself...went to the hair-cuttin saloon...the barber was out...had a masala-dosa at the Bombay-Shivsagar restaurant...I think the Chef has changed....
went to the cyber-cafe to browse...saw a hoard of teenage boys talking to their girls...all computers occupied...guess they really must have been missin their gurls reel bad....sat waitin my turn for endless slow minutes...remembered the dog...his birthday is round the corner....bought him some crackers....ate some myself....took the lil gurl and boy for an outing...
we played mock-cricket at the kids park...just the 3 of us....got sand in my clothes...went back home...showered ...and cycled back to town....the resident rat tried to gnaw at the cycle Tyre...when i shooed him off..he ate a big hole in the expensive studio curtains....guess he was mighty hungry...
so was I.....went for a bite....restaurants had all closed down...my rotten luck....made do by `THINKING`....i was having a decent hot meal...that works sometimes...I used to do that sometimes...when sister would fight with me and not cook...and i had to do with nibbling guavas on the roof...straight of the tree...them and some boiled water....and mother was blissfully unaware way back in Kuwait....and that was it.....and now things are pretty much the same...
sometimes no cash and food don't come easy....other times..im cash-strapped and the restaurant chefs are lazy....lol...its a dogs life....
hey do you think im crazy?!

Be kind to the Lizards

2008-11-02T06:51:00.000-08:00

I have seen in my childhood....my friends ...trapping and nailing Chameleons to crosses...

retaliation to some doubtful story where lizards were mocking Jesus while dying on the cross....

.....told them not to....the friends just would not listen....

wonder what the connection really is....wonder what made them relish this unholy pleasure...

here is a link I found on the net .....it talks about the "Lizard-People'++++++++

LOST LAND OF THE LIZARD PEOPLE
by Robert Stanley
Forwarded by; Roger Stevenson \ CompuServe: (rogerstevenson)
This is from an old issue of Nexus (2/18)
With a follow up letter from the following issue(2/19)

In the summer and fall of 1933, a Los Angeles mining engineer named G.Warren Shufelt was surveying the L.A. area for deposits of oil, gold and other valuable materials, using a new device which he had invented. Shufelt had designed and built a radio-directed apparatus which he claimed was able to locate gold and other precious resources at great depths. He believed that the radio device worked on a newly discovered principle involving electrical similarities of matter which had the same chemical, physical and vibrational character. His device appeared to consist of a large pendulum suspended in a cylindrical glass case which was housed in a black box with compasses on it.

The pendulum would trace a line directly from a piece of ore broken from a vein to the vein it was originally taken from. Hair taken from a test subject would lead investigators to the person who had donated the hair sample. It was said to have worked even at a distance of many miles.

Although he would not tell exactly what was in the box, Shufelt believed that by tuning into the individual frequency of a particular material, he could locate similar matter. He believed that the emanations and gravitational factors of matter influenced the pendulum and that, in principle, no two separate things were exactly alike.

Shufelt was extremely puzzled when one day, while taking readings near downtown Los Angeles, his instruments showed him what seemed to be a pattern of tunnels which led from what is now the Public Library in the heart of L.A. to the top of Mount Washington and the Southwest Museum to the north in Pasadena. He proceeded to draw a map and had it copyrighted.

What he discovered appeared to be a well planned underground labyrinth with large rooms located at various points, and deposits of apparently man made gold in the chambers and passage ways. Some of the tunnels ran west for 20 miles under the Santa Monica Bay, which he believed were only used for ventilation.

Unfortunately, Shufelt had no idea that they were connected to the older ruins of an even greater city which was covered by the Pacific Ocean thousands of years ago during a tremendous earth-quake and subsequent flood.

The subterranean complex he had discovered was used for emergencies and was only designed to accommodate 5,000 people or less. Food supplies of imperishable herbs were stored in sufficient quantities which would enable the survivors to live underground until it was safe to come back to the surface. Valuable personal belongings and utensils were also brought into the complex along with historical records and gold treasures.

During his research, he met a Hopi Indian named Chief Little Green Leaf, who told him about the legend of an ancient race of "Lizard People". The legends said that about 4,000 to 5,000 years ago, an enormous meteor shower fell on the western coast covering an area hundreds of miles wide.

Winslow crater in northern Arizona is only one of the pieces that fell from the sky at that time. Thousands of people were killed, their crops wiped out, dwellings destroyed, and the forests set on fire. The surviving members of the medicine lodge, which had remained on the west coast, met to make plans for constructing safe areas. The sentinels of the sky gave their warning that it was time to enter the shelters and seal the shafts behind them-selves. They were forced to go underground to save them selves from a gigantic meteor shower which devastated most of the west coast of the US . The "Lizard People" of Los Angeles survived the meteor shower, but were killed by natural gas leaking into their bunkers.

Shufelt believed that they had built 13 such underground facilities in different areas for such a purpose. One was located in the eastern section of Arizona in a small town called Springerville and was only discovered recently. Another was located under a hill which was surrounded by a curving ridge of mountains like the middle of a horse's hoof. This is exactly the type of terrain seen in downtown L.A. in the area that is now the Board of Education, which is built over the ruins of the old Willis Estate on top of Fort Moore hill.

Shufelt and his partner Chief Little Green Leaf were both convinced that the ancient legends and the readings from Shufelt's mystery machine were true. They decided to obtain a permit to sink a shaft down into the ruins of the subterranean city. They located a vacant lot at 518 North Hill Street, directly above one of the largest rooms. On 21st February 1933, the County Board of Supervisors approved a contract with Rex McCreary, Warren Shufelt and Ray Martin to search for buried treasure there. The permittees were to bear all expenses, to leave the property in its original condition, and to share 50% of all discoveries and treasure with the city of L.A.

The county originally only allowed them to dig up to depths of 50 feet for fear of cave-ins. On 27th March 1933 they requested additional time and depths on their permit, believing that the labyrinth of tunnels was at least 1,900 feet in length, with rooms containing 9,000 square feet which contained valuable gold treasure in at least 16 places. On 10th April 1933 the contract was renewed. By the end of November in 1933, the main shaft was at a depth of 200 feet. Shufelt was determined to drill to a depth of 1,000 feet if necessary. On 29th January 1934, the first stories regarding the leg-end of the "Lost Land of the Lizard People" made the L.A. newspapers. By this time, one of the five shafts was already 250 feet deep.

According to the legend and the radio surveys, the underground city was laid out in the shape of a lizard, with its tail under the Main Library at Fifth and Hope, and the body extending Northeast, with the head being at Lookout and Marda near North Broadway. The key room to the city was located under Second and South Broadway. The leg-ends state that the key room is the directory to the rest of the city, and to the historical gold record tablets. These gold tablets were slabs of gold, 4 feet long and 14 inches wide. The tablets were believed to contain the records of the origins of the human race, and the history of modern man in the Americas, including details regarding the history of the mysterious Mayan people.

Shufelt's radio-wave machine mapped the rooms and tunnels as subsurface voids, with the gold slabs as dark areas, showing perfect geometric angles.

The rooms, seven of which occurred within an area of six square city blocks, varied in size from 23' x 23' to 34' x 42'. The room below the first shaft was 31' x 42', and the key room was the smallest. Water had seeped into some of the tunnels, and several of the rooms including the largest were flooded. Shufelt was prepared to use divers to explore the submerged areas when they finally broke into the subterranean city. Chief Little Green Leaf claimed that the "Lizard People" had been able to predict earthquakes and that he had also been able to do so. He had accurately predicted the destruction of the Long Beach quake on 10th March 1933, a month in advance.

He believed that it was easy for anyone to tell 96 hours in advance when an earthquake was coming, because the needle on a compass would become demagnetized and refuse to point north.

By the beginning of February 1934, the first shaft had reached a depth greater than 250 feet and was still being dug, despite difficulty caused by the water encountered in its path. Several newspaper articles featured updates on the project.

Shortly after all the media attention was focused on this search for the lost city under L.A., the project was suddenly stopped and abandoned. On 5th March 1934, the shafts had been filled in and the contract with the city was canceled. Neither gold nor any other treasure was ever turned over to the County of Los Angeles.

Mr Arche Dunning of the Los Angeles Chamber of Commerce stated in December of 1947 that, "It is quite possible, of course, that the supposed labyrinth really exists. But in view of the fact that the overlaying area is the immediate Civic Center area where an important building program is to be carried out, including federal, state, county and city building, there is little probability of any further excavations."

This is really not a true statement because it is necessary to excavate many hundreds of feet into the ground before a high-rise building can be constructed. Also, one should consider that sewage systems are all underground. And let's not forget the new Metro Rail System, which rises up from many feet below the Civic Center before it speeds commuters on their way.

Long ago even the Chinese dug tunnels around the area which is now the train yard. These red brick subsurface tunnels were used for their safe passage, from one end of Old Chinatown to the other and are now an historic landmark found preserved at Alvera Street.

It is quite possible that there is another city below the L.A. Civic Center which only a small
number of people have access to. The question is, who?

(Source: Unicus magazine 2/92.1142 Manhattan Avenue, Suite 43, Manhattan Beach, CA
90266. USA)
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LIZARD PEOPLE UPDATE
Dear Duncan,
Here is a reptilian relic that was found in Los Angeles in 1954 that neatly fits into the "Lost Land of the Lizard People" article [see NEXUS 2/19]. Enclosed is a photo of an artefact that is definitely very old, depicting a full-bodied dragon. The upper section of the medallion is made of pure silver that was somehow fused to a copper-alloy base which is composed of over 40 different types of metal. The medallion's actual dimensions are 7/8" (width) x 1/4" (length) x 1/l6" (depth). The man who found it, Mr G., was an aerospace engineer who lived and worked for the US Government in Chatsworth, California. The artefact was found while Mr G. was helping a friend, who lived on the northern shore of Lake Chatsworth, repair the wooden stairway to the front porch. Mr G. dropped his hammer, which fell into a soft sandy area, and when he reached to pull his hammer out he noticed this small metal medallion. Mr G. still has the artefact in his possession, and after much research feels that it belonged to an ancient race of space people named ALTEC, who left behind their influence on this world long ago. The Friendly or Sleeping Dragon is a very old symbol, one which has definite connections to UFO's. I once had the opportunity to show a picture of a Pleiadian -style UFO to a man from Bhutan (near Tibet) and asked if he had ever seen such a thing. He replied that yes, they did see them often and that they were called "Friendly Dragon". Chatsworth is located in Los Angeles County near the north-west border of the city and county lines. It is likely that a Chinese laborer lost this artefact while working in Chatsworth on railroad construction, around the turn of the century. There is a rail-road tunnel that was cut by the Chinese through a solid red rock ridge called the Santa Suzana Pass near the Chatsworth Lake.

Old Chinatown is located in downtown Los Angeles and was built where the new rail-yard now sits. New Chinatown is built over much of the old tunnel systems that the first Chinese leaders had constructed for their 'safety' when they first arrived in the area. It is possible that engineer/inventor G. W. Shufelt did not know what he had stumbled onto electronically, and it is also logical that Chinese people would not admit to the existence of a secure system of tunnels and rooms they had worked so hard to build in secret. There may even have existed a series of older tunnels and rooms that the Chinese discovered during their own excavations and construction.

However, the Federal Government definitely stepped in during the '50s and took control of the entire underground tunnel system for their Cold War operations, adding many new paranoid-influenced improvements over the years that followed. In the '9Os, suspicious arson fires prevented well-equipped - ONI - intelligence operatives from gaining access to the secret entrance that was located in the basement of the so-called 'public' library. There is more to this story than can be told at this time.

Take care, and keep up the great work with NEXUS.
Sincerely,
Robert Stanley Editor,
Unicus Magazine
Suite 43,
1142 Manhattan Avenue, Manhattan Beach, CA 90266, USA

Happy Birthday to me!

2008-10-09T05:13:00.000-07:00

6 October 2008 and the Aliens never came!
Though I scanned the Skies and caught a glimpse of Venus next to the Half-Moon in an Indigo Sky..

Early Morning.....got up at 10. Thats early ...pretty early ...for one who sleeps at 4 a.m you see...

Why is that one never feels special on a Birthday? Maybe because there is just not time enough to feel that way...
Buy groceries, fresh Vegetable, Fruit- Juice and Fruit...Clean up the House....invite Friends.
Attend Phone Call Greetings.
Be your self.....Be Busy.....joke with your guests....be the Joke...!!!
feel like an Alien.....on an Alien planet!

Is this a Poem at all?! (sequel 2)

2008-09-25T11:29:00.000-07:00

I`m feelin so melancholic these days....every lil thing reminds me of somethin else...is this a composer`s dilemma?do you feel this way sometime? I feel like like laughin at every lil small thing..is this the sign of insanity in the cradle? I feel like playin flute and oboe pieces on my new Hohner melodica..I feel like jumping on the seat of my Kinetic Honda while riding along..I feel like shouting a song to the Wind...my own crazy tiding...I feel like having a hot water bath followed by a cold shower....I feel like touchin the Jupiter to feel its Power...I see my self smelling Mogra flowers ...its a heady experience...I see myself cycling on my racer...uphill and struggling despite 18 gears.. and then..downhill ...no brakes....these words ...comforting my fears...I see my self developing Super-powers...and you having none...its all in the game......I feel strong...I feel good....I feel the way I oughtta be feeling...fine and real good...I feel exhilarated..I feel tired and yet fulfilled..is it the Chloro-Fluorocarbon in the air? Is it the sea`s salty-spray in my hair?is it autumn after fall?is this a poem at all?

Attention Meat-Eaters!!

2008-09-21T14:53:00.000-07:00

So you think Humans were meant to be Meat-eaters?....
..good! You have made your point.....?!But then Human teeth were never ever made to digest meat...nor were your teeth made so....nor was your tongue....Its a shame that Humans have lost their way on the Highway to Enlightenment.....or so it seems.... thus rendering the open road to a hidden thorny jungle-pathway...The gastric juices your stomach secreted ....what do you call em ....Bile juices...?..developing in undeveloped minds....just like lust develops in the loins....like Silver harvested from melted-coins....like weeds settling amidst withering plants...like bodies swaying to a trance-chant...Who thought about food when your soul was soaring the 7 heavens...in an aeon gone by?....The only food it did ever need was a mouthful of Kindness with a sip of Truth.....and as life degenerated into what we now know as the perishable-human body....encompassing the soul.....like rust covers Iron....and dust covers the sins of Zion....like the window is splattered by smelly birds droppings....like the blindfold that covers the eyes of Emperors and Kings.....like the dullnessthat matts a Golden Wedding Ring....like tonsillitis prevents one to sing....like every other snobby -drabby thing..... like rags torn from Expensive clothing....like a teenagers excuse for bathing...Life has gone to the dogs.....its just come down to roasting Pig lings on mud blocks and savoring the intestines of starved dogs....while some revel in the warmth of crackling logs...while princes turn to frogs....and princesses marry rogues!!Go ahead google it if you want to....its all there...

meat kills...beware!

JESUS MY FRIEND

2008-08-26T12:21:00.000-07:00

http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=rC-FO0j1Wro

Why do you haunt me?

2008-08-22T12:42:00.000-07:00

Why do you haunt me ...O people of the Christ, I don't need Bread and Wine..just plain boiled-rice. I might have shared your meal...don't force it down my throat, and Christ himself must be pitying...you and me; us both!

Why then does one feel, the need to worship and steal, the charm of a foreign God? While forgetting one`s roots, while altering the truth, of the sacred written word? Why does someone disagree, when another makes a point? and the point is just not heard? It makes one feel the need to close ones eyes and ears and mouth... Bard helpless mute...to the allure of a chord!

5000 years of Golden-Glory, shrouded by a Turin story, 2000 years of zealot fury, never dying nor living truly, 2010 and thats the end of a proud and upright holy-land, 2008 its never to late for pride and malice to bend..... to the will of the righteous hand!

Remember Jesus I never left you, ...just meandered along, Forget me Mary and please dont worry, I`ll survive as I sing your song, and if they`d only known God`s secret , like God, you both and I, just let the mystery fade to history and revive the day I die!

tooth-ache

2008-08-12T10:29:00.001-07:00

porje mhoje

2008-08-09T15:53:00.000-07:00

Life`s bitter lesson!

2008-07-24T09:56:00.000-07:00

Sometimes a person is sent to a specific place for a non-specific time for a specific purpose.My purpose has been accomplished . No one needs to live in fear and awe any more...if there is to be any awe...its for worthy people and worthy things , not for insignificant reasons and insignificant people. I cannot name names, nor can I make allegations, ..for what has happened, happened in the blink of an eye.....I lost my temper...or was taunted into doing so. I know it is in good Christian faith to have regret for breaking the "respect your elders" commandment...but I have ceased being christian...or for that matter ...stopped owing allegiance to any religion for a very long time now...it is not for me to instruct students or colleagues as to how they should carry on their routine at work or study place.....any person has that basic knowledge with the assistance of ones conscience and ones intuition...woman more than men! The knowledge of the bad, the good and the ugly...always shows its dark shadow before calamity arises...one has to be a little more than cautious...no one can see behind the veils of another mind...not even I...despite all the magic and stuff...that is the sacred barrier...ones mind...ones own mind...and when it is invaded...or trespassed...where else can one hide...? Familiarity breeds contempt , so they say...and when one gets too familiar with people...the one who took the initiative is to blame....I am to blame for being too familiar with people at the workplace....never suspecting any malice...never doubting I was being led....In summoning decent wages and a white collar and a chair of ice.....it was utter luxury.... ,but my spirit couldnt soar...it had to fly free... my spirit...and what good it can do for anyone from earning fortune and fame with laurels behind ones name...when one is to blame for making ones spirit lame?... there is the rare occurrence of the die-hard disciple falling at the evil masters feet....no matter how evil....the master whipping the child with the proffessionalism of a Bosoon....but using the whip of the tongue ; not the leather....yet the students falls at his feet ...for the debt owed is greater than any other thing in the world....the debt of awakening...to sound, to sight, .....I tried to be that student....but then one lesson had not yet been tuaght to me....the lesson of truth...which when it came in a blinding flash from the heavens above.....bringing in its wake my the predeccesor to my current plight....it was then that I knew that my time had come .....and just as a child learns without knowledge of good and bad...just by copying its elders....so was I....

but then whats evil and what is good is just a perceived notion...question is what we see and feel and do....really reality? I wish you all..... the perseverance that I once used to possess...along with good wishes,and happiness.As for me....Its tough to start ones life yet again....after climbing the ladder and reaching the summit, to fall down...but just like king Bruce and the spider...I shall start again my mission..with a furious passion after learning life's bitter lesson!

Life`s a bitch!

2008-07-17T12:42:00.000-07:00

the calmness that you see in my writings....its just like you would say...."still waters run deep"...and "calm before the storm"....or "undercurrants below seemingly safe surface"
.....I try my best people ..i really do...being good, acting sober...staying calm...staying outta trouble ..its a full time-job with me....
but it really shouldnt be...it should have come naturally...
take for example today...yesterday?....
how i am being tested......and someone above ...or below
is enjoying a good laugh at my cost....
its a rare feeling that....the skin of the cheeks burn crimson...without fire...and yet fiery red...
the heart ...it hates like it really shouldnt...it might stop dead...
the throat...its runs dry....fists..they clench...red nail marks run deep in the inner-palms ..
adrenaline....on standby for a tussle....fisticuffs...would I dare...if at all?.
and why wouldnt I?.....its a gamble...afterall.....downfall..of human values...ive nothin to lose...
the loser wins it all...
the mouth mouths silent curses....like bubling hot bubbles in the froth of a dying wild-boars mouth....
its eveil...thats what it is...its lurking in the air....
and its gettin me friend.....
dont be deceived with my posts.....
its just like the story of the little red-ridin hood...the jackal and the 3 piglings...
or Hansel or greatal...and the witch...
Im done with calmness damn it!.....lifes a bitch!

Enlightenment for the taking...

2008-07-17T12:09:00.000-07:00

2008...2009..2010...2011...2012...

Interested in Siddhis?...psychic powers?...Enlightenment......
all yours for the taking..... fire up your chakras.....let the 1000 petalled lotus bloom...
Human DNA is capable of being altered by Planet Nibirus presence in the neighbourhood...
Its now or never.....go for it....

Help the spirits mother..

2008-07-06T02:53:00.000-07:00

Breathe in the pure life-giving air....feel a peaceful sensation with your every breath...
they too belong here.....don't they..like the birds and the bees.....like the fruit and the trees...
have you never thought about the mystery of the flickering candle-flame?....see how it sways this way and that... telling you to watch its time-bound dance....time bound till its wax runs off.....only to be remoulded again from the dripped wax and a brand new wick....to dance the dance of life and death once again and the flame is put off into darkness again only to be lit once more to bask in its own sublime light...reminding you that both can co-exist....that there is space for all...the living...and the dead....the animate and the inanimate....why...there is even space reserved for the living-undead....and the unliving-dead...
don't worry your head.....tell your son not to worry too..
i know how you feel mother...believe me.. I really do...
Is it really hard to speak back?...cant you console them..?
they too need some love....so they visit you from above...
acknowledge their presence...just like ol grammy did...
let the sapling grow....from the sown magic seed...
its a portal that has opened....don't shut it on their face.....
help the spirits mother.....think about it...they need your grace...

ATLAS CONCORDE...my new Time-Machine

2008-06-07T13:23:00.000-07:00

YEAH.....
i just talked on here...about collecting cash to buy it ...last week...
and today afternoon ..I collected 77$ and went and purchased the first insatallment of my brand new ATLAS CONCORDE RACING CYCLE....
my new Time-Machine.......and I will need another 48$ dollars
to but the `24 speed Gear assembly`..(2nd installment).
Right now its got an attatched air-pump and water bottle with a speed handlecrossbar+rest for palms/elbows with dual braking.
These cycles are manufactured in India...and i am pleasantly surprised at the adavanced technology.
This is my 5th cycle. And im gonna make it last.....
The kids arae excited...wife isnt...that much...
sis-in-law called to say that ill be disgracing them when people see me riding that .....lol...
so much for a `status-symbol`....
so every night at 10.pm i am riding it to town....3.5 miles two times...then back home ...late after midnight
couldnt believe the feeling of a nocturnal ride...
the tyres are a bit thin and the looks aint as exciting..like they used to make em before...but its a mean-machine awright...
my Kinectic-honda is sputtering an stutterin..ands misfirin..
water-logged...heavy rain...or ..adulterated petrol?!>!
I feel hungry...despite a heavy meal
...and if i met Einstein from `Back to the future`....
I'm sure he`d fit a gadget to make me breakthrough the sound-barrier...or cross the time-barrier...
E.T?.....thats another cycle-movie......
and is the circus beckoning me?

i

2008-06-04T15:24:00.000-07:00

The dream that turned out differently

2008-05-24T12:55:00.000-07:00

The dream that turned out differently
As soon as I reached home and had a quick late lunch...
i had a wash and retired to the other bed-room ...
it was 3.33 am on 24/05/2008 exactly.....as though what i had really intended to happen didn't.....as fatigue overtook me...
i have to tell you what i experienced....
the monument i turned of the lights and lay down to sleep...
I see: We are at the seashore and I see a smiling blond woman (funny V?)appearing from the lands end....its like I'm seeing animated 3d characters from a cartoon movie...Then two muscular fellows follow..one looking like Mike with flexed muscles and the other like Big Dubba...Mike is near the shore..coming up...Big D passes me by and all of them are in a hurry...then I see someone looking like the Heroine of the Adams family...cartoon...in a maroon dress..(True Gemini?)..she has black-curly/straight tresses...Then a faint memory of a pirate...with a black-patch on one eye...must be Calling h. Then a few pixie and elf like characters joyfully bouncing and hurrying/scurrying by...with the waves of the Arabian Sea lapping up the shore....there is a solitary sand-castle being washed back into the sand....and in the distance i see a jutting piece of land ...coming from the left far out in the waters...like a horizontal peninsula.....and behind is sets the Orange sun...slowly turning into a MARIGOLD then growing a stalk and leaves...setting...down...disaapearing..and its got a smiling face too....
(someone wakes me up at early in the morning...and i grumble and sip coffee and munch a double sandwich and go back to sleep...must be around 9 am...
Part 2: I see myself at Dads old house where he still stays...trying to climb the high roof from the inside ..in the hall by climbing a ladder which always seems to topple over..its shaky...then i see that one side of the wall has come down and i jump up and reach the main-beam...(remember its a tiled-roof..supported by wooden beams)..like Tarzan...i swing from beam to beam..5 girls /young women are watching me...I seem to know them but cant remember who they are...then the scene shifts to my present residence...but with flashes from the last apartment...people are dumping their garbage at the side of my wall..there is a putrid stench in the air..rotting garbage ......or MIKEINNV ...!!Is it you generating that Methane like you promised?...for a moment...no one seems to be there...just me...trying to breathe through the poisonous fumes...then the air clears somewhat with a gentle wind-rustled breeze...Mrs. Raposos is staying on the other side of the winding road...she is appearing g to have returned from abroad...complete with fancy sandals and an expensive sari..but strangely...she is displayed as my wife's mother....and my father in law...is grinning to me and he appears to be pleasantly intoxicated....but is not being a nuisance to anybody.......and i wake up again...
(someone must have banged the garden gate latch...i wake up to see no one...its 3.13 pm and i give the dog his food and some fresh water...and after having a quick shower ...head off to my office...)
whatever happened to you guys?....did you meet me?

What you all mean to me at PARANORMAL FORUM

2008-05-23T12:48:00.001-07:00

From: november800To: All Posted: May 24 08 12:57 AMMessage: 14387.1 (1 of 1)
Greetings my friends.....
Here I shall strive to explain what I have been trying to find an explanation for ...since last year...until now...The story so far:
I join paranormal forum by sheer coincidence when I Google up the word and land at the threshold of the forum. I join due to a push from my instinct.
I write a post...in the `first-thought` style...a rambling of my mind...
GHOSTVILLE is the first to respond. Funny V..the next, True gem, Dtmc and so on...
I found here ...enthusiastic encouraging people and along with that ....some people i am now obliged to for bringing me again and again to reality.....buts its a high...poetry writing and singing is..like composing posts and replying to people is....I even got grammar lessons from my friends here..considering I am from a remote part of the world ..Goa. for which i am very grateful....along with the lessons came the
Knowledge of The Ether and its charms..from people who know that i am referring to them...it was a blessing again ..Thank you.
Then ...possible answers to questions from experienced friends again...thank you all the more...
The family too was going wobbly-..The kids were being deprived my attention which I was giving this site. And deep in my heart...i knew it was right...the world was my family more then the kids were...they could wait...
along with my sharing of simple poetry and short stories from my bog http://www.poetry-kiddo.blogspot.com/ with them and with my home made amateur you tube videos at www.youtube.com/roquelazarus and the requested poems to be set to music for my free downloads at www.mp3.com/roquelazarus ,
I heartily replied to most posts here and even tried playing Black-Knight by posing in good-humor as blackberryo2 and troll-police...the last which was like taking the joke a bit ..Too-far...
I apologized and the new moderators appealed on my behalf...
I left the site almost immediately and somehow dropped in one day...again...to be hooked again...
It was also during this year at http://www.about.com/ and this paranormal forum that I had the good fortune of seeing two walking entities for the first time....
I want to share with you all ......something....a secret.....about this site.....trust me... (Mother said I was always right)
Dream tonight my friends and I will talk about it to you...there...
To each of you who I have had the pleasure of knowing and conversing with...to those of you who will dare to dream...
Dream the dream that I want you all to see....
See you there..... (Its 1:11are here now)
Rendezvous (1:23 pm)
Write back your experiences here tomorrow.....everyone who has read this post....
There is every possibility that the announcement of this post will land in the dreary-dungeon known as your JUNK-MAIL
...if it’s in your KARMA...maybe in your INBOX...
its nearing the rendezvous hour...I must now hurry...

Flying-Saucer Joyride.....you lucky few...

2008-05-20T05:37:00.000-07:00

Flying-Saucer Joyride.....you lucky few.....yes I'm talking to you...

I am interested in knowing all your adventures aboard the flying saucer with the aliens.
Would you please narrate in meticulous detail, how this all started, whether your parents and dear ones had had contacts with the aliens also, how it has affected your personal life for the better or the worse,
Explain how exactly you were transported on the spaceship...if you remember...explain the life-there...
talk about how you returned form the UFO....what was shown to you....what has been revealed to you...
describe the spaceship..as you saw it...inside and outside....were there doors/...hatches?
I'm sure they must be using psychokinesis to move the ship and not nuclear energy...oh that must be passe...and what about the food they eat and drink...how did you survive their meals...or did you take some canned food and drinks along?....
what about Oxygen?...do they breathe the same as we do?....did you go to any particular planet with them?...or were you time-travelling?...shifting dimensions? did you ever go through a black hole or come close to entering one?
did they tell you how to tap the Matrix...with your mind?...how to influence changes in people, animal, birds plants and things...? with or without their consent?.
how much value do they hold for the phenomenon we know as absolute -truth?
is truth..the key to the eternal question about life and death?...
have you or are you applying their knowledge in your life?
please stick to the point most of the time...so that reading is easy....(like i tend to confuse people with poetry sub-routines)...use readable font at the correct size and good black color and other suitable colors to highlight important passages.....
This thread is dedicated to your exploits in the Alien world....beginning to end....
of course members will drop in and out to comment ....but lets stay on track......
have you told the govt.about this?....has a delegation of subject experts visited you?
have you gone for a radiation check?...if yes..what are the results......
are the aliens still in touch with you?....what is their stand on human behaviour and life in general?
do they hold the key to understanding a big part of the universe?
do they stress on taking an argument to its logical conclusion?...like one wins another loses?...cant there be a `both-Win none-lose`, `both lose-no win` `both lose-both win` situation?.....
is `both`..or `all` ...really `one`?...is `one`.....really `all`?
can you request your alien friends to contact me...through telepathy or however they do it?
can i hike a ride on their spaceship?....can i return back safely to earth whenever i wish?...
please do not try to see any ulterior motive behind my post...what i write is what you read...
i know you will make the time despite your busy schedule...in the name of Cosmic awareness....

Then and now...

2008-05-08T06:59:00.000-07:00

well...the youngest thing i remember doing is gathering dried pig-poo and cow dung (serious)
from the village fields my Grammy and I.....just like dad did when he wuz young.......so my granny must`v`e been really poor to do such work....we dried the stuff real good and sold it as fuel to the villagers....
i even recollect a red-toy engine of a train...it must`ve been wind-up kinda toy...discarded in a garbage bin...that wuz my first toy.....i picked it up and took it home...mustve been 4 or 5 years then but definitely not 6.
Great granny had had the ancestral maternal house constructed with thick mud/clay walls with salivated-wheat gum and rubble-late rite stones...and coconut tree-trunks split into vertical fours, for the roof...
the tiles were curved and small...locally made....
just our house and the house of the Portuguese priests stood side by side next to the compound of the 400 year old chapel of St.Peter, now called Our lady of the Rosary chapel...
just that...and the hill touching our backyard...and the sea.....lapping the rice-fields just beyond the Chapels`
property...in fact all the village land..including ours had been gifted to the chapel by one landlord Sot to-Mayor...centuries ago....and the fisher folk had their homes half way inside the sea...a mile of from the high tide line.....until the great Tsunami came some 50 years ago and changed the coastline and topography of the region forever...as a result all the homes were reclaimed by the sea.....the occasional glimpse of the
barrier-moor built by the ancient villagers ....with further basements of the broken homes...a mute testimony to that wild-night....only witnessed at absolute low-tide...
so those folk came inland and started living amidst us.....a grand confrontation of antagonists.......
but my great-Grammy stood her ground as did Grammy and dad was bought up with humble education..
became a banker on day-time contract and a milk-man during twilight....
i was the village music-mascot....and went on to represent the State...don't hold that kind of pull now...
sometimes when i was hungry....i used to drink sun-heated hot water to distract the gastric juices...gently discouraging them from eating away at my stomachs delicate linings....avoiding ulcers ..if only for a few hours more...
other days...green guavas with the black-spot virus would suffice to make a meal....
my state GOA has been liberated from Portuguese rule after 456 years....
i am a son of the soil...true blooded -poor Goan..
Indian?
India is the country which surrounds us on 3 sides...of which we have been made a part of....
though choice was given to my state to be a liberated country.
we speak a language known as KONKANNI...and are raised on the English language.
Hindi is India's national language and most Goans don't know it so well....
The average Goan can never identify with the rest of India......
the Portuguese left behind their customs, religion, joy for life and culture.....
so you see.....we are kinda diff. from the rest...
it also left behind an irritating strain of the Portuguese Philosophy....that's why i sometimes write miles on here.....

The tallest building is 11 storeys. One can traverse the state in 12 hours end-to end by bus.
the coastline is pristine and clear, one airport...another one scheduled....
a democratic state with a legislative assembly...
Hinduism is the main religion, followed by various sects of Christianity, then Muslim, Parsi and ...whoever...came last/...
Our Police force is strong enough to handle external problems...but infighting amongst villages...now that's a difficult task to accomplish...tear-gas that the last resort...or lathi-charging...cant blame them too...its a tough job awright...when the going gets tough the Military takes over...or the Navy's patrolling the Arabian Sea.
now one of these days a Submarine from China might come one fine stormy night and blast the living daylights outta my village which has access to the Indian ocean...from the Arabian sea...just 400 metres from my house...and then its gonna be a big-shame...cuz my people are just to lazy to even think of a potential attack....
Russia has claimed their fair share of beach-beds in the north....Israel in the north-east part...
English in the centre and U.S in the south....boy its gonna be a big-party...
and property is being bought like Popeye buys Spinach....land is cheap...
the farmers ain't workin in fields....they are sellin.....booze and cigarettes to the huge tourist population...

Me...i can just negotiate in non-violent terms....
and find solace here at the forum amidst good-souls

Had I been Dumb...

2008-05-07T03:10:00.000-07:00

Had I been dumb......the world would have been spared the lashing of my tongue,

Were i deaf,....you could curse me to to Venus and its poisonous fumes....and i would pretend not to hear...when i really couldn't..

Were I blind....abstract-reality would fill my mind..leaving the holograms of material visibility..far behind...

were i lame...i would stay loyal to the soil i was born on...and not venture into uncharted foreign territory of yet to be `discovered` planets..

were i without arms i would still cycle....you know I'm a stuntman....that's all that I am.

If I were all the above and more....still i would be complete....in my magical existence!

Alien

2008-04-17T09:33:00.000-07:00

Alien.....

Who is it?

is it you ....?

is it me...??

Alien?

Mind - reading..

2008-04-17T08:29:00.000-07:00

It is not a good idea to read your Husbands mind ...and find...him Double-Crossing you.
Its not pleasant to real the mind of your wife...and watch her Loathing you.
Its not flattering to read a beggars mind...his mouths thanking yet thoughts are Cursing you.
Its pointless reading a stranger's mind...while a 1000 miles are separating you.
But Its rather safe to read your own mind....when it knows... that You are YOU!
and reading...your lovers mind never helps...it changes like the colors of the Chameleon....
Try the enemy...what you see it what you get...though not always....its a safe-bet as yet!

Computer Trouble

2008-04-15T07:45:00.000-07:00

Enter the matrix
Enlighten yer mind
Power the Cyrix
Route and rewind
Open the gateway
Man the rampart

Burn the thermal-paste
Is it better than tooth-paste?
Out with the old Celeron
Sing in the new Pentium

To be free...

2008-04-15T07:05:00.000-07:00

Blood flows invisibly from the flesh of the Christmas tree!
A light-bulb flickers...and no ...surely not because of me...
a spirit tries to soar ....but the glass shell it cant see....
a lover tries to tell.....what its like ...to be finally free...

Wait for your turn

2008-04-10T07:43:00.000-07:00

`You are in love`---lies your cunning heart...
but the smart mind displays a warning!
Infatuation brimming the cups mouth beaming,
But then...This just ain't the real thing!
Your time will come ..not now but not too late...
flaunting your charm your smile just cannot wait...
there is enough to go around for everyone out there...
why breathe stagnation when you can savor fresh air?!

Nothing lasts forever...

2008-04-10T07:29:00.000-07:00

Nothing lasts forever....not even separation...
love yields to the cry of the ailing heart...
Fate forsakes its cruel path of keeping lovers apart...
and just like the passing shadows your fear too departs...
For long have you waited ...and life must go on...
There has to be a tomorrow after yesterday has gone...
Clear all your doubts and this is for certain...
He/she is missing you real bad and is bound to return!!

Evil; Good

2008-04-09T11:54:00.000-07:00

Are you aware of the presence of the Devil or the master of Evil, in your daily life? Do you feel it beside you ....have you been led to take this quiz...of all the millions available here?....Will you succumb to the temptation? Is it temptation if at all?!! Who is tempting whom?!
Evil beckons...take care!!
Evil beckons your innocent mind....take care! Often ...good thoughts are shown to be dominant in the real life and bad thoughts smoulder in the 4th dimension.....like red silent fiery coals! The water surface is calm but there are undercurrents brewing deep down..... The smile beautifies the face and yet..wanton curses fumigate the soul... Poverty perishes proudly for wealth and riches galore... Evil is just round the corner....be cautious...take care! There lurks bad air..there...beware!!
and yet you can be:
Goodness personified....live long!!
Goodness personified....sing a happy song; live long! Warmth divine ...cozy and soft....almost like a weaponless `Lara-Croft`!! Feel...content and whole.....eclipse departs to uncover your soul! Feet and head ...unspoilt and so Holy....seeking wisdom and ethereal glory... Lotus and Roses and a spotless white Lily... and in your dreams appears young psychic Willy... Though Flash Gordon may seem now..a bit silly?!!!?
You`re seeking goodness in all its glory!

http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTEyMDc3Njg4NTMwNzgmcHQ9MTIwNzc2ODg3NTgxMiZwPTI4NDExJmQ9Jm49.swf" flashvars="" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" >

Walking on Water

2008-03-31T11:30:00.000-07:00

Yes! I believe we can walk on water.....without the meticulous calculations of science.

What one needs is FAITH ....absolute and pure; unflinching, unwavering.....FAITH!

We have seen magicians do it.....and the lay man has been nonplussed though the sceptics

tried to find explanations....

Jesus did it to show Peter and the disciples the true essence of having absolute faith in one self and in him....

Eastern mystics have been doing it all the while....for centuries together...

Science says it may be possible.....but will take some decades to show results....

Nature has given its humble children, the insect known as the `Strider` and the`JESUS -lizard` , the natural ability to skim the surface with hops and leaps.....have you no knowledge of this?

People have been trying to duplicate the feat by mixing substances in water and making it thick...

but its just not the same.....

You want to tread on water? Stamp-out your fears first.....look in the arms of the distant horizon.....turn your mind to a state which is just beyond your perception....the state of bliss sublime....its your consciousness that tells you what is wrong what is right.....and it wont hurt to try this out in the bath-tub.....what do you lose if you sink?...just an ankle wetting and the mosquito repellent lotion rubbed on your knees...?!

I believe I can walk on water.....though i wont like to change water to wine....I don't drink and that's just fine..

I wouldn't want to raise a dead back to life...nature knows what its doing and I think she is so right......one life lost ; another gained...

I wouldn't like to cure the sick.....I'm no doctor yet.....but I would like to cure myself....

that part of me which no doctor could ever cure.....the malady that's my FEAR...

but it ain't so much like before.....i rarely get scared...not even at the midnight hour...

its just bad energy directed towards me that puts me off...along with my natural confidence...

No ...i would not wish to be nailed to a cross.....i wont die for your sins.....you didn't die for mine...

I wouldn't multiply bread for the hungry....what would the Baker say?....and Fish?....

i always say...`let the fish be`.....

I don't favour restoring sight to the blind either.....while I am still groping in the darkness....

and what about casting out your demons....??Hell! I`ve had enough trouble kickin-out mine!!

But walking on water.....? Aha ...Now..that's something else....

You know i just cant swim on water...though i can crawl 10 metres in one breath UNDER-WATER....says something about me doesn't it?!...

CRAWL before you learn to Walk!...

that's my advice...i am taking it...

what about you?!

To be a Libran....

2008-03-27T14:19:00.000-07:00

To be a Libran...You never have to lose your liberty,

though you may at time feel like indulging in self-pity,

and other times; in piety...you`re never the kind they call..

`The HIGH and MIGHTY!~

To be a Libran...you can sell your self to the world...

yet ferociously retaining the key to your soul,

A Barter-deal is better than a soiled laundry bill...

while washed linen floats yonder on neighbours hill!!

To be a Libran.....You don't have to bathe...

just once but twice and thrice if it`s lust....

till there is no scar left of many a desire...

though dark and unjust for justice to tire...

To be a Libran... don`t be born on the summit of a mountain,

do not wear Gum-boots and trample the tender Bamboo-shoot,

lest it heaves you by your own root...

your past-deeds see the future bearing fruit!

Being Libran means gatherin` Blackberries....

when there really are`n`t many----kinda searchin` outta season!!!

Being a Libran would mean being Martyred or falsely accused of Treason!!

Being a Libran.....It`s not easy to retaliate when the peace of the world is at stake...

Being LIBRAN means being YOU.....

The day you were born to your fate!!

A GHOSTLY RIDDLE.

2008-03-27T13:19:00.000-07:00

Mr.Ghost walks down to the graveyard ...in the dead of night,
soundless....noiseless...sleepless.....tireless...
Candles have been lit on his new-tombstone....its shinin bright in the fool-moon light ,awright!!
A weeping willow leans over-head....in its frail branches....a black-raven`s head.....
Beside the bone-well Great-grandpa`s grave...
fit for a pauper, King or Knave?
Hammers work wonders on rusted nails....
Gold trinkets stolen while great-grandma wails...
Granpa plays fiddle while granma, she doodles...
while I faithful lil poodle.....throw up and toddle....
please live-people will you solve this my riddle?!

Ghosthunter`s and I!

2008-03-21T04:03:00.000-07:00

since times immemorial, darkness has always held a fascination for mankind....
its this affinity to which the television channels owe their popularity...
darkness in reality...dark music backgrounds in soaps and operas....
dark moods ..unneeded, unnecessary...only make the scene more gory...
Actin smart has been the bottom of the story.....a moral unto itself....
aptly absolved when mysteries cannot be explained...then they go into hidin...
these myth-busters.....along with their knuckle-dusters....
for ghosts aint skereed o anyone,,,not even their own kind....
i believe in the moth man, ape-man, yeti, unicorn, and wolf-an...
heck! i even believe in Spider man....
but what i believe in...doesn't matter to the artiest ...nor the God man...
where do i stand then?
and what about you man?

You have`nt been rude to me....just good..

2008-03-20T06:44:00.000-07:00

no my fellow-human...
you have not been rude...not in the least..just been good ..to show me a mirror in my face....
Insults are to those who consider them as demeaning.....I bask in the warmth behind your text...
I understand that there is a dearth of time and effort dedication in the west to idle talk and rambling...
my writings may seem like I'm ...what do u say?...whacking the bush?..somethin...but not really...
That's just how i write...how i talk everyday...how i live....every cell of my being is filled to the brim
with expression.....
what is time my friend......time that you find hard to make ..in order to read my post...and in your mind discard it as utter nonsense of an Indian Budhism oriented Christian born monk?.
Time is the eternal healer and we have heard that a 100 times....and tomorrow as you receive this post of mine ..you will smile to your self and write me a reply....
I'm not takin sides .....neither am i bein a recluse under a peepal tree.....i cant stand the Nordic cold either..lol.....but if i have too...then a few kind words from your end of the world would suffice to warm my weary bones than a barrel of Johnny walker....much more effective than anything...
life is not fuzzy-logic friend ..id rather call it pretty magic....
I'm enjoying life to the fullest.....your post just made the happiness overflow the brim....

Primitive scientist / modern cave-man!

2008-03-19T15:04:00.000-07:00

I believe deep in my being that ancient civilisations have been destroyed and humanity has been reborn ...umpteen times.....
Hey..I'm from India......We believe in rebirth and reincarnation....
Karma?....why its the ultimate result of a persons lifetime processed to utmost precision in order to set the record straight in the next life....not in another dimension...just here on earth in another infant body...
Why is it so difficult to believe that all that we now claim to know was but bare-basics in another era long gone by?....but an era into which we will launch our self into the near future?..
its just life Shadows from the past haunting our present and overtaking our future...
not really....
A Psychic sometimes spills his heart out on the Internet and Athiests spill His GUTS out without a bayonet!!
He might be the re-born Jesus as he claims to be....and I would not be surprised if he is....
With all our knowledge of the universe....we are just viewing the tip of the iceberg..aren't we pal?
Take a trip down my alley and our ancient temples will tell.....of `Gods and Aliens ` who knew them well..
They are still there...hidin down some rat-hole unworthy of them....'
and we......sittin pretty in our modern homes that wouldn't have been close to gypsy camps of today...
I believe that we have been here before....that you`ve knocked at my door...that I wrote you this lore...
that you wandered in your mind as you read this...that you thought of grazing cows and sheep and Stonehenge and sunny pastures ...bearing exotic berries on dainty bushes....lambs jumpin over wickety gates...hens clucking at their lustful mates....peepin-toms ruining clandestine dates...LMAO
Wells of stone and walls of mud....is it really so very hard?
to imagine sewer under the stone toilet of a primitive bard??!

Raised from the dead!!

2008-03-18T07:16:00.000-07:00

It would not be a mistake if you read that People in India could be raised from the dead....
Here with my own eyes...i have seen a person being buried 2 metres under the ground....no air pockets in the mud...no food...no water....the person goes into self-induced coma....where his breathing is to the lowest pulse....the oxygen in his bloodstream suffices.....he is for all practical purpose..Clinically dead....
no pulse if at all......
i saw this man...being unearthed after 24 hours......mantras chanted and 3rd eye prodded...with the ball of the thumb...as also the feet and palms...well this guy springs out and up suddenly and sits on a nearby cycle and rides away....
boy! some miracle...
Yes I was witness to that very event...the burial if a live man...and a witness again, to his resurrection...next day...hale and hearty....
yes this happens twice a year on certain days of the month....if i gather...that must have been a new-moon night.....
there was a fire dance just before..they buried him...the lights were turned off...this was in an open area...usually used to play volleyball....every time i pass by that way..i look at the spot and wonder when i too could be able to do the same...only..if at all!
These boys are around the age group op 16 to 30 and they come from south-India....'
they are usually poor and I sometimes wonder if it isn't any trick just within the rationale of science...
As far as `social background, ethics and bringing up are concerned....
The west has raced the East long ago....but just as a person does not have time to enjoy the scenery while on a cross-country high-business trip...(cause his /her mind is occupied with the successful execution of the forthcoming venture)...so does the West .....
The typical westerner does not see a blade of grass for what its worth.......they say...`oh its a troublesome weed...how do i get rid?...spray some pesticide.....and a jolly-good lawn mower ride!`..
An Easterner would find beauty in the speedy growth of the weed....and wonder what its purpose is, in that garden.....WHERE DOES THE SEED HAS ITS ORIGIN....was it once another species and has now been biologically mutated due to certain chemical factors?......if it is a problem?.then WHO is the problem...and to whom?....Is the weed a problem to its counterparts..to the pretty flower bearing plants ?....to the Humans?...Or to its mother , the Earth her self who has spawned it? Or is the HUMAN the problem?...
Is the exterminator the culprit in the form of a human..who has been responsible for changing the face of the planet?....
Things and philosophy like this.....
So in trying to find answers to seemingly petty issues like this...we solve the major issue of being CONFOUNDED!
The answers to the biggest problems lie in the unlocking of the smallest mysteries...
This principle has worked wonders for many an Easterner who has been adventurous enough to take a peek within his psyche.....
Man of the East have been performing impossible feats with just the mere support of his own Belief...and the conquering of his once considered indomitable rival....his FEAR!
Conquer you fear and Enlightenment is near.....Have Belief in you......and that's a trait brand-NEW!
Have compassion for the ones you think you are caring for......they could just do with a lil more....
Bear an insult with beauty and grace....till your eyes sparkle and light your face...
Think of murderers as children of THE SAME God...aka ABEL and CAIN....
ITS NOT THEIR FAULT IF THEY HAVE a Blood clotted enumersym in their brain...
I'm not a doctor but I do know my way around....
Hospital morgues...without makin a sound!
and NO...I'm not buildin a Frankenstein.....
not with the gory trouble I'm In....
that indulgence would be a mortal sin...
but if i can rebuild the real ME.....i know I win!!

East and west, North and south..
just abstract notions to lead you about...
drop your logic, drop your rationale..
drop your Fear and there is NO HELL!!!

Boulder in my eye!

2008-03-16T13:42:00.000-07:00

Beauty lies not in the eyes of
the beholder..
But it Lies to the eyes of the beholder...
i might've had had a cataract infection....
in my eyes a pyramid size boulder...
if I LIVED to be a little older...

Day and night..

2008-03-16T13:20:00.000-07:00

Day rises to give hope to mankind...
to show that sight can be restored to the blind..
Night falls for sleep to beckon..
the guardians of dreamland to guide you on..

Roun` `em up, my Cowgurl!!

2008-03-16T12:57:00.000-07:00

Roun` `em up my cow-gurl,Its your lasso, its your world..Neighing Studs and pawing pintos,and half a dozen stories untold!
Whoopee the Injuns my Horse-back lady,Eagles feather in yer hair looks pretty,whistling to the birds in the woods...and shootin tricky Robin hoods...
String em up my Female Sheriff!if rope ain't there then use your whip..do not stand any of their misbehaviour..You may just be the West`s new saviour!!

Cinderella...yer unique!!

2008-03-16T12:20:00.000-07:00

I like yer attitude...its good to have one...its like Cinderella...losin her glass slippers..and yet havin fun...
I like your spirit...its good to fly free..like the wind-blown tree leaf..or the nectar drawn wild-bee....that's you; that's me!
I like your angry face..just shows yer keepin yer distance..that doesn't impress me much...nor does it makes me pass you by..and no ..i ain't up to any trick..
just want to say..whoever you are.........yer unique!

Let me be Me!!

2008-03-13T08:18:00.000-07:00

What are you searching for...friend,
A distant light in a Dark wonderland?
It ain't gonna show...go on then..
the TRUE Seeker`s never raise their hand!

Its been misty for quiet sometime now,
Dust settled on exposed bones and how!!
Never did an ounce of Sunshine light..
The Celtic skyline on this living-dead knight!

Tormenting the psyche of the one who knows fear..
and Fear itself would have not stood near...
Peace emits its own soft plea...
Mind your own business...
let me be ME!!
-----psychic to the core
(I ain't knockin at yer door)

I`ve lost the touch mother...

2008-03-13T08:11:00.000-07:00

How are you mother...
how is the sister...
I`ve been around the net...
its lost its lustre....
The only real poem..
The one I wrote for your son...
I`ve lost the touch mother...
losin` it ain't fun...

The mysterious `BLUE-POND` of NEW JERSEY

2008-03-10T07:59:00.000-07:00

A pool in new Jersey known as the `Blue-pool` is rumoured to be a bottomless crater...
created by a pre-historic fallen meteor...
The water is frigid at all times of the year , even in Summer...
Swimmers who have taken a dip have mysteriously vanished under...
The water is crystal clear and blue-tinged ..
Might it be the secret Entrance to the center of the Earth?!
http://www.weirdnj.com/stories/_unexplained04.asp

The face of Mother Earth

2008-03-09T13:36:00.000-07:00

it`s been going on friend...since times immemorial..
the devil puts in our ear, his tail..and man goes weird..
If only Enlightenment was bestowed
along with this Karmic cycle of birth...
how peaceful would have been...
The face of our mother Earth!

My dear lady and not mine...

2008-03-09T12:22:00.000-07:00

Saturday, February 23, 2008 My dear lady and not mine...Your Karmic fate has pre-destined...all you have and what`s not thine...living on a reverie, leaving it to revere me,just as i revere thee...The Sun doth hath its rays on you...the sea sprayed foam from waves so blue..while I just cannot pray for you...Fickle minds may gather dust...lonely lads they harbor lust...though valentine's may trust...Laughter while your feet tread sand...bad emotions you`ve none to mend...but watch out for the by-lane bend...It`s good you run on the green hill yonder...and as I write I smile and wonder...about those lying dead..six-feet under...Hello again God bless your way...and yes I know what you want to say...You`re very very much alive.. this moony-woony day!
Posted by poetry-kiddo at 6:00 AM

You might`ve been my Dudette!!

2008-03-06T11:41:00.000-08:00

You might`ve been my Dudette!!
If I was a lil younger...and a lil full of anger,I might have been some rude...to your ex-boyfriend Jude...
I might have been your date,If Jude bought the flowers late..and You would be my Dudette,and I might`v`e been your Dude!
You might have tried to fling,your shoe at me in frustration,I might have caught it in mid-air,worn it round my neck-tie...Called it high-street fashion!
You might have watched a movie,with me crunching pop-corn,The open air big theater..from dusk to early dawn..
Jude might have fumed and fretted but he never could do Judo,It helps to learn your martial-arts..please contact this poetry-kiddo!
http://www.poetry-kiddo.blogspot.com/

2008-03-05T10:57:00.001-08:00

You are me; I am you!

They are searchin for you, did`n`t ya know?
With the faint light of a captured glow-worm,
They have nets, spikes and spears Damn it?!
They`r`e out to smash your Towers and domes!
The train is blowin its whistle already,
Though grim and shrill, it gives me a thrill,
a new found joy of losin you...
freedom from fear and a halt to desire,
fiery, scary Hellish Dew!

They`r`e closer now, hide your self friend,
you who are part animal-part man,
The crowd is growin, you` re losin your grip,
and there`s just no time for a purgatory trip!!

Ride beneath the shadow of the moon
and thrice, circle the Earth.
Do it just like you did before
and blow up a cloud of dirt..

Take away from this holy land
all that was wise and true...
but spare i pray my weary bones
for you are me; I'm you!

The quest

2008-03-05T10:33:00.000-08:00

There was once a quest in my life,
A search which became a burden,
Feels so heavy; your memory,
Spinster for a lifetime will you be?

Cast the chains, you’re a free bird now,
Fly away and leave me alone,
If you return to me, you are mine
Not mine, if you fly on!

Life of a dragon (story by Milan...pics by Nehirwen)

2008-03-01T00:34:00.000-08:00

LIFE OF A DRAGON

(Green Wrym DRAGON PICTURE courtesy:artist and friend NEHIRWEN http://nehirwen.deviantart.com/
A dragon's life is a very long one compared to humans. On the average, dragons live 1,200 human years. A dragon's life is not boring by any means. They live to learn, and to gather knowledge, as well as a huge hoard of treasure. Gathering knowledge of every type, from how a sword gets forged, to how insects help the environment, is a high priority in a dragons life, and does take up a good part of a dragon's day. If a person has knowledge the dragon does not have, after it learns it (willingly given from the person), it will give that person a token of gratitude such as a trinket from its own treasure. Gathering treasure is a favorite past-time of Western dragons. Dragons begin at a young age, when they get their own cavernous home, to start their own hoard. All dragons love beautiful things. Western dragons are fickle, and only gather the most beautiful goldsmith work, such as crowns, the best cut jewels, and well minted coins. Some theories say that a dragon's hoard is a symbol of rank in dragon-society, but other theories say that the dragons just like the look and feel of the coins and other sundry items. Some dragons inherit previous treasures from their parents, but most of the time dragons will gather items here and there from around the world, and bring them home. Some dragons are very well organized and will go so far as to separate gold, silver, jewels, etc. in separate piles. To find a dragon abode and steal some treasure is a quest for some thieves and rogues to be ranked in their guilds.
Dragons usually lead a solitary life until they meet their life-long mate during their mating flight ritual. A female will mate only 1 to 4 times in her life. It is a grand site to see. When a female dragon is ready to mate. She will sound a resonating "mating-call" to all the mature males around the area. She will then fly as fast, and as high as she possibly can. The female can easily out-fly any male, due to her weight, and wingspan. Only the strongest and fastest of the males will catch her. When a male dragon finally catches the female at the climax of their flight, they will literally hang for a second in mid-air with the male wrapping his tail and wings tightly around the female's, and grasp her with all four claws. The female will follow suit as they begin a free-fall which is the mating session. Falling fast, the mating only lasts a few seconds, and both dragons will break off just before crashing into the ground, and glide together to the female dragon's cave to prepare their nest.
The nest building begins the same day as the mating takes place. Both the male and female dragon add to building their nest. The nest materials can consist of woven tree branches, and fresh leaves intertwined with gold and jewels. The floor of the net consists of flat coins that are melted into a bowl by the dragons breathing fire and melting them into the woven branches. Dragons apparently like a very beautiful nesting area. The nest will be built upon part of the two dragon's combined treasures. It is theorized when the dragons sit upon the nest, the body heat will warm the gold and keep the nest warm even when the dragon is not directly on the eggs. Building the nest will be slow, it takes roughly a year and a half, human years to build it.
After 2 years of gestation, a female will lay several (1-6) ovoid leathery-hard eggs, called a clutch. The ratio of male to female hatchlings is 3 to 1. During the nesting, the male and female will take turns either finding food, and keeping the eggs warm. The dragon hunting will bring an elk, or some other large animal back for both to share in the cave. After both have their fill, the carcass is tossed over the edge of the mountain where the various animals near the lair will get their meal. A tell-tale sign that a dragon-cave is nearvis the fact that there are a large number of bones near a mountain.
After 2 months of nesting, the baby dragons emerge from their eggs. Each baby dragon has an egg-tooth, which is a sharp, pointed bone at the front of their snout. This is used to break out of the shell. When the first dragon starts to emerge and cry, it urges the other baby dragons to hatch. Dragon's hatch ferociously hungry, and if are not fed immediately after hatching, they will eat the yolk and albumen (white part of an egg). If not fed immediately after this they will go after their siblings. It is very important for the parents to know when the dragons are ready to hatch so they can have fresh meat to satisfy their sons and daughters. This first feeding bonds the newly hatched dragons to their parents. After the hatching, both adult dragons fiercely guard their hatchlings. One dragon will always be awake to keep watch over the nest, until the newly hatched dragons can defend themselves.
A baby dragon when born, weighs 80-odd pounds and its about 6 feet in length. The wyrmling is born able to see, and hear. They also have a full set of razor sharp baby teeth. Their wings are too small and weak to fly. The tiny scales covering their body are very soft when first hatching, but will harden within a year. Some species of dragon are born with an innate ability (some say magic) such as to become invisible at will. The dragon is considered a wyrmling from hatching until age 15.
During the growing period which lasts 140+ years, the dragon continues to grow over 6 inches a year until young adult-hood when the growing period slows. The hatchling will eventually loose it's egg-tooth around age 15 when the dragon is now considered a dragonet. The dragonet will gain weight, and muscle strength during this time. Horns will start to grow on it's head, and spines will start to show along the dragonet's back. The wings will become strong enough to lift the dragon, but not for extended flight.
At age 40, the dragon is considered a juvenile. At this age, the juvenile dragon will test its flying abilities, and will make its first flight. The mother and father dragon will teach the dragons on how to take off from a cliff, how to use the thermals, and how to land. There is some natural instincts that the dragons have when first learning to fly, such as how often to flap the wings to stay in the air. The juvenile dragon will revel in the act of flying, and will be in the air most of the time during the next few years to keep gaining wing length and strength in the flight muscles.
At age 60, the dragon is now considered an Young Adult. He has learned all the aspects of flying, including how to take off from flat land which is most difficult for a young dragon, due to the immense force needed to do so. Around age 65 the dragons leave their hatching grounds to find their own caves to take as their own. They prefer to own places that are on sheer cliff faces, with a large enterance, and large living area, with smaller caves and tunnels weaving in and out of the cliff-face.
At age 90, the dragon is almost fully grown and is considered an Adult Dragon. The dragon will search miles around its own territory, and learn every nook and cranny about the area. The adult dragon will mark its territory by secreting a substance, and spitting it on rocks, and trees clearly defining his circular area around his cave. All dragons have an incredible sense of smell and this secretion is a beacon that another dragon is near. During this time, adult dragons will search out an elder dragon to learn magic. An Elder will teach the adult dragon the ways of the past through magic and knowledge.
Around age 100, the dragons will have a hormonal change within their bodies and will get urges to mate. Females will change to a brighter shade of their regular color during the mating season due to this change. The males will notice this change and get riled up so much as to fight with other males that are ready to mate as well. These fights are never fatal, but sometimes do cause some serious damage to the males, especially the wing membrane, which is the most vulnerable part of a dragon's body. The fights usually consist of dragons diving towards each other and butting heads, and swiping with claws on the tough scales of the chest. When the male dragons hear the females mating call, the dragons at once take to the skies to find her, and the chase is on!
At age 150, the dragon is now a Wyrm. This age is a continuing cycle of learning knowledge, learning magic, and raising a few more clutches of young. And of course, hoarding as much treasure as they can find to fill their caves. The pair of dragons will live together for the rest of their lives together even after all matings have finished.
THE GREAT WYRMSIf a dragon lives past the age of 900 years, they are considered a Great Wyrm, and an Elder of the dragon community. All dragons will hold a great meeting to admit the new Great Wyrm to the society of dragons. Great Wyrms are highly regarded for their knowledge, their magical ability, and their prime wisdom. Elders are responsible for the teaching of past history of dragon kind, history of the world, and magic to the adult dragons. If there is an emergency that includes the dragon community, the Elders will call a grand-meeting to discuss the problem and what to do about it. These are the only two times in a dragon's life that they will see so many of their kind in one area.
A dragon rarely lives past 1,500. When the time comes, the dragon realizes his life-cycle has come to an end. He will gather all Great Wyrms at the rim of a great volcano. All the Great Wyrms will howl a great song named "The Passing Song". This song will continue for a full half hour, and can be heard for 300 miles around. This announces the passing of an Elder. Once the song is heard by Adult Dragons, they will howl the same song for all to hear until all dragons on a world will understand they have lost a great member of their community. During the song, the dying Great Wyrm will circle the live volcano and then dive straight down into the lava to give himself back to the earth that spawned him.

(**attention my dear readers...this particular story does not belong to me...its by..Milan)

report courtesy: MILAN from Serbia and Montenegro
Town: Novi Sad

iS THIS A POEM AT ALL??!!

2008-02-29T23:00:00.000-08:00

Am I Me??

2008-02-29T13:39:00.000-08:00

Why do you talk to me as if you feel its safe to trust me...im just an entity on the internet..an abstract notion...baby..i might be a computer program...programmed to lead you around..you might be foolin yourself ..by listning to my sound..They might be letting me stay..thinkin my presence is harmless....or letting my poetry flourish...i feel I`ll soon be jobless..I might be skipping from one web-site to another...I might meet foe/friend/sister/lover/mother/father/brother..
Am I really what I say I am?AM I ME?

Do you dream of livin in a castle?

2008-02-28T07:10:00.000-08:00

do you dream of livin in a castle? do you fancy a bathe in Gold? Would you wish to wear 100 Diamonds..weaved around a story never-told?
Do you long for Aristrocracy and the pride of blood so blue?Would you be King Arthur`s daughter..with a chamber all for you?
Would you tease Ol` Merlin with your naughty pretty words?Would you steal his secret magic and cast it on the birds?
Would you climb the spiral staircase..which never seems to end..would you wave out from the tower, to your new-found wonderland?!!
And then one fine day just about when..a prince will ask your hand.. your cheeks burnning blossom-red..will make you understand...the riddle of a God`s Grand plan!

The girl who almost ceased to breathe..

2008-02-27T12:43:00.000-08:00

The girl who almost ceased to breathe...
There was a girl on planet Earth who never saw the Sun...because just when the Sun would rise...she would weep and think of a dear person..
Her heart told her that it was love..the birds to chirped from the sky above..`Hey empty-one` your life`s` begun..kiss your boy...your heart has won...
The boy too was fond of her butbeing fond does`nt qualify for soul-mate,The world was against his love and him..it treated him with hate...
She stood so tall...though he dissapeared..to scan the sky for his return...he never came but the girl did wait...for her did his heart still yearn??
She wants to die, she wants to fly,to the place of no return...But Death is not the solution , when bright dawns resolution,To live on to hope, in the darkness to grope..for the happily awaited re-union.
He`s` gone but still his soul is draggedby the heart of the woman who wants him back..his head raised high , he begs the sky..to give him an answer...to give him the strength..
and then through misty eyes he sees,the ladys hair in the magic-pond..her face so sad..and eyes they weep..for a love that she could never keep...he says to her...now go to sleep ..but wake up to the warmth of tomorrow..when I shall come back and wipe away your sorrow.....

Half-way round the earth..

2008-02-24T10:33:00.000-08:00

Time zones differ...cyber-cafes offer...coffe and milk-tea!Half way round the earth...where fields throw mounds of dirt..at me!Skyscrapers becon..the cowherd and his flute...again!may he`d best ..wait for spring to bloom...for his strength to regain!Cloudy afternoons ...rainy monsoons...bullock-carts!Pixel-free paintings..sculpted stone craving...a heart!Strains of a sad raaga... did Tansen`s Sitar light ..the Aurelia Borealis?and when the falling star--zooms by Missouri..make a wish!

Hark the dark my Wolf-gurl..

2008-02-21T10:35:00.000-08:00

Hark the Dark my wolfgurl...
Hark the Dark my wolf-gurl,its your pleasure; its your world,when crimson froth your mouth beddecked,who needs the mascara and make-up rack??
The flight of the bat will beyour lightless-lantern yet..but never ever turn your backto the Sting of the silver-bullet..
Dreaded though you fear no fearalthough your nemesis is near..and just like the tale of the spotted deer..dont you finally shed a tear..
the ages hold the fervour lostof the promised canine host...but due to an overzealost boast,it turned out for the worst....
clan invaded, myths all jaded,memory faded, forests raided...what you`ve got is all you have!!and yet somehow...yo`ve just MADE IT!!

UFO

2008-01-24T09:53:00.000-08:00

Just yesterday i read and saw the UFOs in your backyard BIG DUBBA.... I went home thinkin about it after I dropped you a line.... it was 11.45 when i reached home, hungry and a bit tired...took off my shoes and had a wash and gratefully mixed some steamed-rice with the soyabean-masala...it was appetizing... and then when I finished my food and went to the kitchen sink to keep my plate...I saw the most wonderful thing I ever saw in my life....a dazzling Golden oval phenomenon...with golden cross rays in the middle... i was surprised not to miss a heartbeat...i lifted up my 6 year old son to the window and he too saw it and asked me what it was.... now this was MY BACKYARD....it is 6 meteres by 6meters and this big object was sittin right there about 3 metres away.... I opened the door and there was nothing...again went to the window...(closed ....made of glass and wondered if it was a FRACTAL image that we were seeing.....so i asked AXL my son to turn of the bulb....WOW...the THING was still there...we turned of the 40 watt kitchen tube to...still it was there.... I had my NOKIA 3110 classic 1.3 camera phone with me...so it occured to me to click 2 snaps and shoot a small clip which i was trying to upload here,,or maybe to youtube... i was very calm while doing this......i told my son...these were our guests and let them rest.. so he said bye UFO....i said too.....we went to rest....i could not sleep ..i started reading a novell and all night long i heard low-mid frequency noises as if elephants were trumpeting...or some one was grunting...and swishing sounds.... now i noticed when i opened the door that there was a tubelight about 10 meteres away on a pole outside our backyard compound wall...could it be playing tricks on our eyes....i asked my son wheter he wwas stil seeing the object..he said now..there were 2 of them...one was silver......i saw the silver one too...but the golden one wasnt there anymore.... I have shifted to this 6 room house with a garden and a backyard just 3 weeks ago....and it was the house of a great PYSICIST and philosopher...i still read his books sometimes in the old bookshelves...they are abroad now...and his brother has been kind enough to lend me the house for a year... one side is the Govt. health centre which is deserted at night...on the other is an old couple... behind is a primary school building crumbling walls... in front is the lane-road...diagonally opposite to he mud-road... i had read about the 2010/12 near-celestial event ..i dont know if there is a connextion.... these are unedited pictures.....i am seriux..... it was not a joint haluccination... the camera and my son are proof of that... or is this window pane capable of producing advanced fractals?... or are the spacebeings trying to say something...and right now...the photos are not uploading.... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AsYBkUqM46o wow....but im still trying pleasee check my next post http://www.poetry-kiddo.blogspot.com http://www.youtube.com/roquelazarus http://www.mp3.com/roquelazarus

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2007-11-17T03:56:00.000-08:00

Happy ALL SOUL'S DAY to you my dear departed!

2007-11-01T14:56:00.000-07:00

Happy ~ALL SOULS DAY~
*********to you my dear departed!
Happy 'All souls day' to you my dear departed...
May you rest in peace, Curse not; haunt not,
Forgive me my misdeeds.
I have shut you out from mind,`s eye,
Please don`t take it personal my woman,
and one fine day I shall chat with you,
but most-certainly not on MSN!
This flame of peace I light this night,
Its blazing burning bright....
and if the wax runs out before the morning comes,
in my blanket I shall hide!
Watch over me just like you have done all over these years,
Help me to help you my dear by banishing my fears,
How then do we celebrate this day... with ale and Ginger-beer?
I would rather hum a tune God bless your soul my dear!*

http://www.poetry-kiddo.blogspot.com/

sokkalim...in the morning

2007-10-22T14:22:00.000-07:00

poetry-kiddo

MAYBE ITS LOVE AGAIN

Suicide is a slap in the face to your mother and father

Suicide is a slap in the face to your mother and father.

Never thought I would be a counselor for troubled minds..as if I aint got enough of my own!! So many here on this site...they contemplate suicide... poems of suicidal tendency. I tell you...wait!!

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How to know when you are Enlightened!

Maintenance

TIA HELEN by Rockstarmono

TIA HELEN by Rockstarmono

Insolent hard disk

Hunger and Thirst

Alien Vows

Of Time machines and Super Powers

I might still be alive

ME 2009 ME 2012

Hanv sukhi Jag sukhi

Happy

Happy should be they who bask in his Sunshine .....fearing no radiation, no sunburn...

Happy should be those who have never seen the Sun...having lived in coldness alone,

Happy should be they whose thoughts are stored in the shadow of the moons light...

and though distance maims their limbs and alien-fuel is way too expensive...they do resume flight..

Happy are we....who breathe easy....without understanding the magnanimity ofthis Universe....or the next ....its weird math.....fuzzy-logic....invisible unconditional love ..way outta sight..

Happy be ye.....those who have livid with me....on this dear young-old planet ...this fateful inky dark night!

The Magic Pendant of ROCKSTARMONO

Of Pasta and Curry and Cycles and Ferrari

Watch-Dog

Lost in Santa-Cruz

I'm an Unicorn.....

Suhanis Poem

Lovely-Termite .....please understand....

Ant..... you are an intelligent Alien!

HEAVY-METAL

I would do anythin for love

Burn my hands Young-Flame

I'm Thin?.....Its in my Gene(s)....is it a sin?...bein thin?

Dear Mr.True

I`m back...the Rocker is back!

Their faith in me dwindles ....when I go broke....

Walkin back down that road.....a ghost returns

Good luck, bad luck.

Just being me

Yer ok....

Ghost-duster

EXORCISM ....its your choice...grow them in or throw them OUT!!!....

Am I a Dog ar a lazy Log?

Predictions for 2009

End your Fear of Darkness and Evil

CORT HOHNER STEINBERGER BASS SOLO 3

How to be Debt-Free

18 waking hours

after the pain.....I'm happy again....

Pain is a messenger...it wants to say something...

SUNDAY WAS LIKE ANY OTHER

Be kind to the Lizards

Happy Birthday to me!

Is this a Poem at all?! (sequel 2)

Attention Meat-Eaters!!

JESUS MY FRIEND

Why do you haunt me?

tooth-ache

porje mhoje

Life`s bitter lesson!

Life`s a bitch!

Enlightenment for the taking...

Help the spirits mother..

ATLAS CONCORDE...my new Time-Machine

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The dream that turned out differently

What you all mean to me at PARANORMAL FORUM

Flying-Saucer Joyride.....you lucky few...

Then and now...

Had I been Dumb...

Alien

Mind - reading..

Computer Trouble

To be free...

Wait for your turn

Nothing lasts forever...

Evil; Good

Happy are we....who breathe easy....without understanding the magnanimity of
this Universe....or the next ....its weird math.....fuzzy-logic....invisible unconditional love ..way outta sight..

Happy ALL SOUL'S DAY to you my dear departed!