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Translated from Telugu...
Where is my Beloved? Where is my Son? Where has dissipated my endless Kingdom? You see...
Neither your offspring, nor your beloved, Nor those that held u in dearest regard since birth, Those that shared the same womb as you, Neither your kin Not even your friends - mind you - Will follow you - in the End - If credit at all that follows pray be it your good name. Such is truth. Anchored, all your affluence, will not, either, string your way - in any manner - To you or another in what bearing - stipulated the stars the inescapable profit, No prayer will amend! In your potence, pride - without purpose - For Indigent shall be the Monarch, And Monarch an indigent As Time frames all Fortunes.
29-Dec-17
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Among the various and multiplied phases of human character, there is one class which is common to an almost unprecedented extent in California. Upon every street corner, in every public place, in the avenues of business, and especially in the arena of politics, gentlemen of the class referred to are to be found, conspicuous among the crowd. Their chief trade is to manufacture opinion, deceive the unwary?magnify their own importance, and impose upon the community a bogus sentiment for the genuine article. Those who compose the class we refer to, in Bowery parlance, are known by the not very euphonious, yet expressive soubriquet (that is in contrast to modern American spelling Sobriquet) of "Blow-hards."
- Daily Placer Times and Transcript (San Francisco, CA) 8 Jan. 1855
28-Nov-17
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27-Nov-17
I am not liberal prose In inadequate crevices of language Lies deeper meaning I am a poem.
You know me ever long I was a child, Faint, frail, and weak, Now laden with a thousand arrows of life. To summon your bravery You, that is wealthy, handsome, and strong!
National Fugue unchecked. While Thou shall not kill, Love thy neighbor, Words in wait of the Messiah again
People thank God profusely How close they are To the parking garage
John Muir, Richard Feynman, Venki Ramakrishanan: Among like them many, Wondered about the world, And spent their life Doing something about it.
As on earth lie all Godly affairs, No intelligence is superior, but just intelligence. No idea is sacred, only truth. So much preaching, So small beauty. There are no prophets, Just you and me.
In witness of a great sight You never want to look away In hearing a great story teller You stay sit In reading a great pen You never want the print discontinued While in the company of love You never want to leave
Among newly imposed fortunes I sought the confidence of a Captain I walk away instead unsatisfied With the bluster of insubstantial hooligans
22-Nov-17
All imperfections shed In immense long time Tread softly on, if at all, What was made keen by selection
Symptoms addressed, Bemoaning cure - stayed elusive - Elegance, only a symptom of excellence!
Stay and see renewal Sky the great canvas Gets a new coat every day
God is a creature of motion In no permanency Gods faith kept Stars recede at incredible velocities Sun a cauldron of inhospitable fire Every heavenly neighbor largely a calamity Why that We walk upside down And believe ground under is conveniently flat Yet, And most shocking of all, World seem so constant! And tomorrow so predictable!!
Head down In deep thought Wolves move. It is the pet pedigree That blusters at the ordinary
To stones and rubble When in favor half wits turn, Personify possibility - That one can break the shell And be a butterfly if not a tempest in Fugue
One rides emotions - full gallop - Logic - at best - a walking companion Such is the burden of the collective
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Anxious Anger Agony All spill too eagerly to ones lips While the one with weight waits augustly Anguish
In petulance, the Father Smeared the thick oil paint On the western canvas In summary of his incongruent sons
Who of you Wants to shed Your live long encumberments To extract and fly Atleast by a morning subsequent If not today that is already bound Past your noon You still with weary eyes Hope held Carry into an endless night Same wake - if unsated - Held in jealousy So u state on your stake Resolute
Some quietly transform human condition, While many talks vacuously! Not too far an argument needed To fear I aid the later
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