Dear Reader,
These are all my thoughts and feelings of over more than 80 years of life.
Chew
Monday, April 30, 2012
Musing On My
Blog Followers, Comments, ...
Suppose I have
many blog followers, comments, those who like my posts. I then in turn visit
their blogs. It takes me at least one hour of just one blogger, would I see and
read it well, still I haven’t seen, read them all.And there are many bloggers still left, I
can’t read them all.
Imagine, how
many “thanks”, answers, should I write? When I don’t succeed to do so, let this
then be my “thanks” for visiting, liking, following, commenting on, my blog.
Were it only
just one visitor, even though just one post he/she really liked, loved, am I oh
so happy, grateful. That’s my heavenly reward.
As I read the
posts of bloggers or a book it’s as though I visited the authors, any time I
want, anywhere I am without having to travel. They are even nearer, sometimes even
dearer, closer and far more than my close friends, aquaintances near me, though
they might be more thanten thousand
miles, ages far away. There are no barriers of age, gender, race,place, space and time. That’s really great.
Message of Our Earth On Earth’s DayImagine not just 5 billion human beings as it is at this time, but 5 billion tigers inhabit the earth. There will be no place of a hundred meters far that you wont meet, see a tiger. Wouldn’t you become alarmed, stressed, frustrated, hunted, haunted by so many tigers?
Wild animals, creatures that are not tamed, domesticated, seeing man is almost like seeing a tiger, who’s more ferocious than real tigers are, for “man-tigers” aren’t content to eat, consume just meat for food, but also vegetables and fruits, and wood, and oil, and metal, and plastic, boulders, cement, concrete, …
Calculate how many millions of cows, sheep, chicken, tons of fish, corn, oil, wood, metal, … each year is needed to feed, provide for a 5 billion hungry world population and the mountains of waste it leaves that will pollute the streams, the air, the earth and cause the ozone-layer in the sky to deteriorate and the earth temperature to rise. Thus said The Earth.
According to prediction – then in 1990 when I wrote this -, in the year 2025 the world population would rise to 8,5 billion, an increase of about 3,5 billion within 35 years. Some one comments that the world population since the birth of man through - not just 35 years - but perhaps millions of years, only recently, just reached one billion. Wouldn’t it be disastrous for the earth including all its inhabitants with such a huge population?
On the contrary, suppose man could achieve a decrease of 3,5 billion instead, I, the Earth and all its citizens would rejoice.
That’s Earth’s message.
Conscious of the harm a world population that large would inflict, especially in the big and densely populated cities in Indonesia, a tight family program is campaigned aiming a decline in its population: a one-child family planning policy towards a better, happy world without pollution, traffic jams, unemployment, poverty, overcrowded slums, flats, without transmigration, without fear of conception, without abortion, …; for man, all Earth’s inhabitants and Nature alike.
Sure, it’s better than lowering, reducing them by poverty, neglect, starvation, war, decease or illnesses comments Pak Arif.
To speak your
mind without fear. as I think of the humiliation when a strong nation, forces,
threatens, bans or try to capture or kill president Sadam Hussein, the axis of evil, president Bush said; of
theUnited Nations urging to resign or
step down of Hosni Mubarak, the NATO forces intervening, aiding the opposition,
bombing, shooting in Lybia with the ruling president Kadafy and now it’s Bashar
Al-Assad.
Certainly
those that don’t love, oppose their president want him to step down or have a
coup d’etat.
But there are
also those that love him and still want him to rule.
How do we know
whether most of the people do not want him as president?
And I think of
Terri Schiavo.
She was kept
alive for fifteen years while she had but little/no chance to live.
In the Iraq
war, not only one, but hundreds, thousands of healthy, happy strong, young men
of the United States, very eager to live, were sacrificed, killed, maimed or
wounded on purpose in an unnecessary war. Why did Bush – intentionally - invade
Iraq, losing needlessly so many precious human lives?
Were I an architect, I’d
design a Dream House of the future. Its floor, its walls, just guess … I fill
with air. Small and light. You could easily carry it wherever you like just by decompressing
and fold it. In case of a fire you could easily save your self or carry it
away. In times of flood as at the time of Noah, the house becomes an ark. It
can cope with earth quakes and there’s no danger from being destroyed as a
vagrant’s illegal dwelling by government functionaries as you easily can run
and carry it away. Transport and set it up as easily on land on camping,
mountain areas as well as on a lake or river. You could save on truck-loads of
cement and iron, save on trees being cut down, river-sand and boulders taken
from the rivers and a lot more.
That’s what si Upik said.
And I thought
of a car that is multi-purposed; the body folded would make it small, pulling the body as a
match box it would be long, roomy and be used as a movable home; wheels drawn
up into its body, the fan placed behind, the car becomes a motor boat;turning the fan upwards it
becomes a helicopter, … More over, if the car could be run on just plain water,
as I think of traffic jams, the huge need for BBM (fuel), pollution. Hail to
our Indonesian engineers, while raising our reputation in the eyes of the
world.
And what’s so
challenging is that when we one day know the secret to regulate, minimize the
earth’s gravity. - your weight in fact is nothing other than the force pulling
you to the earth - then could you float, sail in the air as light as the
clouds. Ha. Ha. That’s really great, wonderful.
On my travels
into the country, I fortunately saw far away, plumes beautifully waving. A
picture could never capture her graceful dance. But as I neared to record, the wind
subsides. You never could command the wind to blow, you know? I had to wait
before I could capture them waving again but they were not so lovely waving as
before. Yet am I grateful as I took it home, make me a video, though not
perfect for You Tube to be preserved for ever.
And as I
mused, were it even (on) the moon, the sailing clouds, - play it mute – this is in Rancamaya
-, I could have it in my computer at home also. Imagine, that’s what’s so
wonderful. There are no barriers of place, space and time. I can view, visit it
whenever I want, wherever I am. Were it not recorded they would be lost for
ever.
What, were it
great events of concerts, shows, olympics, the landing on the moon, ... when
they are past, what of the water spider, the firefly, the crickets, the gelatik, the manyar, the owl, the eagle, the squirrel, the tiny snails, the
weeds, water weeds, the springs, the forests, the lakes, the hills, ... when
they’re extinct, I see no more in Indonesia? What a tremendous loss, at least
to still have a recording to preserve, see them in You Tube, the internet when
they’re gone.
And I thought
of a painting, a picture, a photo, music, a flower, a tree, ... nature which has no barriers to
language that’s what’s so wonderful too as they speak a universal language,
without, speaking, learning any language.
Seeing a tree,
trees from far away I see, imagine a bonsai
(dwarfed trees), picture them, takethem
home, then show them in my blog and I also have a bonsai, to see, enjoy for
life, which I needn’spend a lot of money, needn’t a pot, nurse, water.
And looking into
this tiny plot of weeds, I imagine entering a wonderful strange, dark fairy
tale forest without having to travel to the end of the world. Ha, Ha.
Our late
president Soekarno had a statue of a strong, bold, valiant, hero warrior aiming
his arrow, in front of his palace in Jakarta. But may be, the society was
uncomfortable seeing him naked, perhaps, for descency reasons it was removed.
He also has a statue
of a lovely woman almost unnoticed, sitting on a stone near a pond in his
presidential park in Bogor.
A weed is a plant that is not wanted, not planted undesired and grows anywhere. They’re cleared out,eradicated, though they might grow into a beautiful flower plant, a fern, a chevelure, a lotus, an orchid, ... or a tree, a waringin, a beautiful forest, ...
A weed treated, cared for, looked after, loved ... stop being a weed and become as honorable, beautiful, lovable as our plants, trees in our garden, flower pot, vase are. All our plants once started as a weed.
There’s no weed whatever that’s not wonderful, extraordinary. If we see and judge that’s just an ordinary weed, our inner eyes fail to see its beauty.
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