Friday, December 7, 2012

Future of the Environment

This article was not published when it was sent to various publications. Could it be that despite it being an opinion (and stated as such), it was far too true for them to dare to publish? 

You be the judge.


Views expressed herein are liable to change and amendment on basis of personal growth and development as well as proven facts supporting or rejecting stated opinions. Freedom of speech (that is the freedom to say, write, draw or video any opinions and proven facts) is considered of prime importance. Opposing opinions are accepted only in the form of constructive criticism or dialogue.

Future of the environment

This particular post is beginning with a lot of assumptions because at the moment the author cannot be bothered to explain the reasons behind them. However most of these assumptions are based on publically accepted theories and some proven facts for which no initiating reference can be found at this time.

Assumptions:
· The older generations are greedy and indulged themselves expediting the destruction of the environment.
· The older generation preaches about harmonising with nature
· The older generation are all about self-indulgence and suffer from an ever intensifying inferiority complex and have to generate profits at all costs in compensation for their lack of brains and metaphoric balls.

Why should we care about the future of the environment?

Everyone who has ever studied Chemistry at A-levels (I know it is now called GCEs or something but I am much older than the “post-modern” generation but not as old as the generation I am blaming) will easily recognise this simple rule:

“The rich get richer and the poor get poorer.” – Mrs Poonam Mahindra (As taught to me by my chemistry teacher at the time).

Well it can be said that this stands true for life in general but most particularly for the one thing that man has replaced god (or any divinity/ies) with: Money. Due to this worship of money the rich keep finding ways to keep the poor, poorer while they gorge on the cash they generate. For the rich believe that it is a Darwinian world: Survival of the fittest (in terms of adaptability and cleverness). To a certain extent they are not wrong however they take it to such an extreme that in fact they should be called extremists with ulterior motives and hidden agendas.

Allow me to elaborate with a very oblique example. The developed first world nations are mostly considered the rich nations therefore henceforth they will be referred to as the rich while other lowly territories will be considered the opposite of rich for the sake of demonstration in this article. The rich nations suck fossil fuels from all over the world (mainly that one region which they are terrified of or so their media portrays the region). The rich led the industrial revolution and pumped (probably) billions of greenhouse gases into the atmosphere creating holes in the protective O-zone layer. Eventually they realised their mistake, but rather than solve the problem they decided to cover it up like immature kids. They now have 2 scientific communities each opposing the other. One says global warming is happening despite the natural sinusoidal climate change (because global warming is occurring exponentially faster than natural and even without it the weather would have been shifting to prepare for another ice age).  The other says global warming is nonsense and that we should carry on as is (mostly the greedy people in need of larger profits to attempt compensating for the lack of sex they have with their significant others probably).

Returning to the point; the rich consume the largest amount of fossil fuels while releasing the highest amount of greenhouse gases into the atmosphere, yet they preach the development of renewable technologies. This is a two pronged attack by the older generation of the rich: a) this way they can develop a system to be self-sufficient (and possibly export energy to the not rich at exorbitant prices) and b) it provides them a way of continuing their rampage of greed and self-indulgence.

They don’t care about the environment and it is evident in the fact that the rich preach a lot about the renewable technologies and are even developing them as this is being written but they don’t share a single piece of advanced technology with the not-rich if it is not profitable. That is the net outcome despite supposedly large efforts of charity work and service for the not-rich by the rich who on some level need something to keep themselves busy. Thus the overall effect is that of hubris and vice by the rich as if they are the divine (maybe that is how the Greek, Norse, etc. mythological pantheons came into being!).

It seems like the rich although highly capable of changing the world around are too proud for the task, talking the talk but not walking the line whereas, walking the walk would earn them the true respect of the not-rich which is unlike the respect born of fear and loathing due to exploitation and invasion. As a very “environmentally friendly” friend of mine once said: “They rape and rape and rape the earth without worry or even thought of consequence. Then they rape the planet some more just to make sure that is has been raped. If they forget that they have done the deed, they rape the poor planet another time for reassurance.” (I am omitting most of the colourful language for my sake). This friend loves grass and believes it helps him grow brain cells but that is a different topic altogether.

Even from a humanitarian standpoint, this is our only habitable piece of rock in the entire universe (and some would like to add “at the moment”, but my argument stands even then). The question then becomes simply why should we the younger generation to whom the whole environmentalism is preached (particularly of the not-rich places) not follow in the esteemed footsteps of the older generation who destroyed it in the first place and now refuse to do anything about it besides passing it on (particularly those from the rich places)?

At the moment it is the humble opinion of this author that if the entirety of knowledge and information was shared equally and globally in a completely transparent and truthful manner, then we could potentially reduce the accelerated pace of global warming to a level closer to that of the natural construct. [The first bit of knowledge that should be destroyed by spamming the world is that of weapons simply because by disseminating and making a piece of information public it’s value is decreased to less than zero thereby reducing any harm from it.]

Monday, December 3, 2012

Ramblings 5

In a place that despite being home continually frustrates me. Rolling black outs, people living by plugging corruption (bribery, vandalism, hooliganism, gangs, etc)  into their veins as if it was air, water, caffeine or something. Continuous outage of internet, spontaneous jamming of landlines and/or mobile(cellular) networks and perpetual hacking of phones with near absolute lack of privacy thanks to marauders, robbers, thugs, etc hacking all forms of communication.

That is the least of the worries. There is complete lack of civic and common sense on the roads. Signals/Traffic lights, are considered decoration pieces. There is no concept of lanes or safety. If you are a wadera (please google the meaning by yourself) then you have right of way and if anyone attempts to stand up for common sense or justice or law and order then they or their families are killed, tortured or imprisoned or any combination and sequence of all three.

But this horrendous place filled with so much chaos which is spiralling down the drain into absolute anarchy is my home. No place else would accept me simply because I belong from here. Then again even if some other place did, after this Trail of Fire anything would be considered languid, morose, dull, etc.

Regardless this is home and this is where I am stuck. There were those that wanted me to return and of them only half remain. The other half have passed on to a better place. The remaining half still cannot believe that I would leave behind this morbid anarchy to find peace.

No matter the plans or thoughts or empty threats. Here I remain. Escape has only three possibilities: a miracle or the time when I am not awake or a very very long sleep.

PS. The anarchy beckons awake the monster that is kept chained. A small slip and this murky place will regret the morbid insanity let lose

And Backish

Been a while.
So there might be some posts at lease while I am not too busy ...  

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Jiu-Jitsu Spirit in Jeans

So those who dont know and those who do, my enthusiasm with jiu-jitsu just might have hit a new high :P 

I find this highly entertaining and think that it has great potential :D 

warning: the sound quality is not so nice, the mic was broken. 



also please feed my poor fishes .. they are hungry .. as always .. almost like me ... :D 

Also I must say that although it took me some experimenting to "discover" the super lock variation, it was Rener Gracie's amazing tutorial video (Rener Gracie on How to the Belt) that prompted me to make one of my own. 

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Existential Crisis


Chaplain/Rabbi/Priest/Imam




No I dont have a midlife crisis yet. 

But I have another problem. Had I not spoken with family members I would not have realised that I had a problem. 
I have reach just one conclusion about this problem though, particularly after a family member shed some serious light on the matter without him intending to put me in such a reflective mood. Nonetheless it has made me pensieve and the way that I am it is natural for me to annonce to the world. 

So lets begin at the beginning. After some careful thought I have realised that I stopped producing heartfelt deep and intense (no matter how morbid) poetry when I realised that I would soon be losing a pillar of my life and half the shade of my world. Once the pillar crumbled I think and this is my conclusion, that it buried under it a part of me that would encourage me to invest in emotionally in everything from relationships to sports to studies .. to everything. But once that part did get burried, it left me completely indifferent and synical. 

How I see the crumbling of the Pillar. 


Day by day I turn more into Dr. House's synical self (no unfortunately not the genius side). The scary part is that despite acknowledging the problem and accepting, I am still indifferent to it. They say that acknowledging and accepting a problem is the first step towards a solution, thing is a part of me doesnt care the remainder doesnt want to care anymore. 

Its altogether different ball game when I used to wish that I would become the type of skilled genius and indifferent monster that I still look up to ... unfortunately for the world that mentor is actually just a fictional character. But now that I am a step closer, I seem to have given up on the caring part. 

Shura/Chaos - The indifferent monster Yakumo Mutsu


True that there have been quite a few things in my life to set me on this path, but had my thought pattern been different I might have actually been the content self that I put on every morning I wake up. 

No longer do I dream of ruling the martial arts world, nor of becoming a foremost professional in my field. No my dreams are just filled silent screams, darkness, chains and a lot of drowning. 

There are times when I read some of my journal/dairy and realise I was cleverer and more intelligent even a couple years ago than I am now. Its almost like I have become a living example of Dr. Walter Bishop (fictional character from a TV series called Fringe) who lost a lot ofhis intelligence and thinking due to having part of his brain cut out by his best friend and archnemesis. 

Maybe one day I might get bored enough to start searching for why I have lost interest in everyhing ... 
Today is not that day. 
Although a very small part of me wants to be rescued and wants to be found, thus this entry. My indifferent self has allowed to let this call for attention and a plea for help escape the confines of the morbid and macabre prison that I and my Id have built for me. 

Maybe one day the moon will shine, maybe one day ..... 

Disciple



Till then here is something I am currently scribbling

ab dukh bhi nahin hota .. doboya mujhe ko hone ne .. na hota mein ... to kya hota ? 
guzre kal ki yaad aye .. magar jab se sahara toota .. dil to kya .. rooh ko bhi tars aye
yeh mujrim hai zindagi ka .. zindagi hi iski saza .. woh fareb rehai .. aur such bolta jhoota ..
kya hdsa tha woh .. asr kar gaya is zalim pe .. kya asr tha woh .. dil tor gaya is ashiq ka .... 


He who walks the darkness alone


Sunday, May 13, 2012

Some poetry

To some this may seem arrogant, to other this will be like an epic marketing idea. 

GO SEE MY POETRY 


Comment if you like or don't like. Constructive criticism is encouraged and accepted. But if you want to troll I will ignore you

Speedy Jiu Jitsu

Ok so this is what my sensei has asked of his students (and students all over UK) to do at the Atemi Nationals competition. I don't think any one of us is this capable. But I know I can try. I accomplished this twice before. Now you guys have to wish me luck for the next time.



Saturday, May 12, 2012

Tranquility by AndreeWallin

One day maybe in this life or the next, I might have a place lie this in a Dagoba (Star Wars) like system. A monastery resembling a Japanese bushido practitioner's sanctum. Built for the soul, mind and heart. In that order. To increase the spirituality, intellect and passion. In that order.

But till then I can come back and look at images like Tranquility by AndreeWallin at deviantart and hope. :D


Some random updates

The following few are going to be a few pictures that I really liked.
Of course they are all thanks to their creators!

The first: Acceleration by genesisa at deviantart.


This shows some really futuristic vehicle in a race. To be honest this type of machinery is possible but its not economically viable at the moment. Which is why we dont see this marvellous design becoming a common object yet!


The second: Amalur - The Gnomes by gorrem at deviantart.

Every single time I look at it, it reminds me of my sibling and I. The sibling as the artist/magician. The engineer/builder would be yours truly! :D


The third: Gotta Hide by BlaCkCentuRies at deviantart.

This one is just to illustrate that even if there were 2 of me and I had all the expertise in the world, my sibling would still kick my ass without breaking a sweat.


The fourth: S8 by THE-LM7 at deviantart.

A picture that sort of fits the dream I had last night. You see I have recently read Delilah Dirk. And was thinking what would happen if instead of guns she had Luffy's hat (One Piece) and Miyamoto Musashi's (the legendary Japanese samurai) two swords. The resulting character would of course kick ass, but this picture also shows she is far too blade happy (read trigger happy with swords and dynamite as favourite weapon of choice of Delilah Dirk) ....


Saturday, April 14, 2012

The Dream Study - Almost

I wish my study would look like this or similar in terms of the number of large books and writing material and funky collections. True I prefer it to be neater so it easier to locate things in emergency situations but all the rest of the components of this study, I wish were also components of my study!



Maybe in the next lifetime ...

I wouldn't mind if someone helped me out to build such a magnificent study for myself and them. Simply because if someone assisted in such a majestic thing then I would be obliged to share willingly.