Monday, August 8, 2011

Trash everywhere

Recently, we went on our long summer trip to various countries (or I would say cultures). And every one was varied differently from the other. Also we ended up on varying landscapes - from urban life, to deserts, to highest mountain range, to the ocean.
However, one thing remain unchanged was plastic and empty water bottles even in the remotest of the landscapes. It was unbelievable.

To be continued...

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Art of Strategy (notes)

Conflict in self: a part of self interstates with positive growth and it is as powerful as the positive one as it draws on same strengths and knows same weaknesses. To defeat it one must develop a strategy that refocus the energy and reconstructs the personality
Environmental conflicts: re-form your relationship and assume more control of the environment or detach yourself
Conflict with another: arise as basic interaction is unbalanced
Conflict among leaders: due to different ideologies or resources- subdue the other via tactical positioning

From "The Last Airbender"
The True Mind can wither all the lies and illusions without being lost.
The True Heart can tough the poison of hatred without being harmed.
Since beginningless time, Darkness thrives in the void
but always yields to purifying Light.

In the Era before the Avatar.
We bent - not the Elements - but the Energy within ourselves.
To bend another's Energy.
Your own spirit must be unbendable, or you will be corrupted and destroyed.

Wind (Haiku by Swati)

Wind

Misty Merriment
Rallying rain, fire, dust, air
Elements unite

If I were an animal who would I be by Swati

Date: 22nd June 2011
Assumptions: 60% sea snake; 10% coyote; 10% horse; 10% hawk; 10% dove

Because ....

I possess the faults and joys of a sea snake such as ambition and control,
But there is a humor in me like a coyote.
And like you wise old horse my stubborn strength gets what I want done, done.
Like brother hawk red I seek the truth making it hard for lies to enter my head.
Things of beauty and love touch my heart like a dove.

Mirage by Swati (Summer 2011)

This is written by Swati on her recent travels to Gobi desert in China
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Of all my yearning, and traveling wide,
An oasis, in this desert so hot and dry.
But in my mind I knew all was not right,
For it was a mirage, prank monster of light.