As far as the East
is from the West
at the speed of desperate need
progress … a grab bag of plastic
all mixed up with curses blessed
by the priests of endless greed
In the cities
the old ways abandoned
Yesterday’s gods forgotten
In toxic dust
they now rust and crumble
Taken for an Auto Rickshaw ride
Taking the big gamble
Gasoline and Retro-reincarnation
always chasing the big apple
After a final taste
Nirvana died
with a shotgun blast
Idols fallen and calves golden
In their wake
a bloody mess
Since the first stone cast
into Mosh Pit Survival
orphans and widows come last
And the Brahman
he’s gone global
Cultural Trauma
Bad karma
A song and a prayer
will only get you so far
in an atmosphere caste
in petrochemical vapour
Never enough incense
to mask that smell
As for mercy and grace
to forever be
… the untouchable?
Words & Images;
David B. Redpath © 2019
Yesterday’s gods forgotten….
Are we inconsistant, weak or just disappointed?
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Perhaps children of a lesser god
. . . chasing Mammon?
Just a ramblin’ morning confession
over coffee and nicotine, Bojana.
As always, much beauty in the chaos,
and the ruins of a cultural implosion.
But with all the ‘developing’,
what has been left behind?
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Nothing much, just coffee and cigarettes.
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And an ashtray of deep regret . . .
till the next train pulls in to the station.
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So ist das Leben.
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Grab it with both hands.
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Beautiful and introspective
x
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Thank you, Fiery.
Between the cracks, there is much beauty.
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There can be, yes
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“Yesterday’s gods forgotten
In toxic dust”
Have we lost hope for the future? Or is hope still hanging in the the cracks of beauty and longing?
I really love the pictures and the way your writing captures your experience of India. 🙂
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Yes, ‘Progress’ is a two edged sword.
Much of what gets left behind belongs
in the dustpan of history. But as the super
privileged get richer, the poor get to live
under new & improved forms of slavery
… Like being chained to a Nike factory.
Hope is being choked to death by the fumes
of ‘Progress’, in the developing world’s
overpopulated Meta Cities.
Kathmandu is particularly a sad story of
rapid ‘Westernization’. The smell of burning
plastic fills the air, as Rickshaw drivers burn
street rubbish to keep warm.
Thanks Charlie for the commenting.
I’ll check in with you soon 😎
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Man, seems really bad from what you’re sharing with me. I believe it. Countries like India and other’s do suffer in the hands of tyranny and corrupt.
You nailed it my friend.
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Many impaled thanks, Charlie 🔨👍
Seems to be a global phenomenon.
It’s just seeing it from a different angle, when
travelling out of your deep slumber zone.
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True. Things look different outside than here in the U.S.A.
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Yes, from the distance of safety,
life in the U.S. looks like a shootout
at the O.K. Corral. And the game
play up on Capital Hill, more like
a funeral at Boot Hill 🤠
In Australia, to avoid the unpleasantness
of peasant unrest, we regularly overthrow
our leaders, in a Mardi Gras Fiesta of
democratic blood letting. It seems
to appease the Tree of Liberty.
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https://mwsrwritings.com/raka-award-nominations-4/, I nominated you for this award
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Thank you very much, Michelle … but I’m
on the road in flight mode at the moment.
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You are welcome
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Brilliantly well written poem, David.
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Thank you, Chris.
Sometimes the bright side of life
just slaps you right in the face 🤔
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When I think of your poetry the word depth always comes to mind. Loved the lines about abandoned ways and yesterdays God forgotten
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Yes, the mad scramble to become a
New World Super Power, looked to me
more of a demolition derby colliding
with a slow motion train wreck.
Thanks Drew for stopping by
… from the shallow of my heart 😎
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LOL .
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It always takes an outsider’s eyes to see what the natives miss. We are suffering from bad karma indeed!
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Punam, I really did try to bite my tongue.
I know an outsider’s observations, and unsolicited opinions, are not always appreciated, but what is happening in India,
and much of the “developing world”, is a global problem, beyond borders.
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Oh please! Don’t ever bite your tongue. Your opinions and observations are highly appreciated because we have become jaded about the mess we have created. We so called ‘developing’ nations are actually moving backwards.
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I was traveling with a friend who grew up in India, so I was trying to be ‘diplomatic’. But
then, it is poetry’s business to be dangerous,
even offensive. Being a simple free-range
anthropologist, it is my job to observe.
The mess comes down from the top.
The inaction of leaders, in the pockets
of big messy business, with all it vested
interests in continuing the unsustainable
status quo. It is a global problem.
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The rot decidedly starts at the top here but poverty and illiteracy of the masses exacerbates the problem. Of course it is poetry’s business to be dangerous and offensive! Why should poetry always be about all things nice! This free range anthropologist’s views are always welcome.
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Thank you, most gracious Punam🙏
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My pleasure always, Laird Redpath!
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I had trouble breathing reading that…
It is a bloody mess.
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Where there is Elon Musk, there is hope. Solar charged electric cars, with battery
backup enough to get you to Mars, would
be a great start. The inhabitants of this
planet’s Meta Cities would soon be able to breath easy. And once again, see blue skies.
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I’m hoping/working on a different future. And, Elon Musk is part of the problem. What mind-blowing arrogance…
Electric cars are SO dangerous. Those batteries… The industry is already aware of a better way but won’t implement…CNG or, release the Tesla material that the CIA stole after his death.
And, going to Mars is out of the question. Our body templates are for Earth. Our root chakras & Earth’s Schumann Resonance anchor us here. It is why the body deteriorates off planet, not just weightlessness.
A pristine Earth, again? Absolutely. If we, as a collective, could get our s*** straight, we could reintegrate with the rest of our souls, re-connect with Avalon & work with the Sidhe’. We will definitely need their help. They are the only ones that can clean up the GMO mess.
I vote to become a full soul human.
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Yes, we already possess the technology
to solve most of this planet’s man made
problems. The only thing lacking is the
will to overcome all vested interests in
destruction, and implement them.
My Elon Musk reference was a bit of tongue in cheek. But still, a good example of how
the planet’s future has been left in the hands
of private, borderless (therefore lawless)
corporations. With a convincing display of
humanitarian altruism, you can get away
with just about anything. Just ask Bill Gates,
or Mark Zuckerberg.
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Excellent point!
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Brahman or brahmin?
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Caste and wealth have always been a global problem
The fortunate increase their advantage at the expense of others
The American Dream didn’t last long
For man, this is a sad but familiar song
Temporal authorities delight in the zero sum
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Throw in a dash of state imposed religion
to glue the social pecking order together
and keep the plebeians in their place …
So, welcome to the Machine.
And did they tell you the name of the game?
It’s called, “Riding The Gravy Train”.
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I am reminded of a story in the puranas
The wedding of Parvati and Shiva
Embarrassment dawned when the priest asked for Shiva’s family gotra
For he had none
Narada played a musical note in response
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No ‘Hercules, son of Zeus’,
or ‘Thor, son of Odin’, type
scenario for Shiva then!?
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Only a music note…
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It’s bugging me that I didn’t say this earlier, got immersed into one small portion without remembering the whole text. That particular purana is basically advertising the philosophy of dvaitadvaita with Shiva as the Supreme Godhead and Vishnu in a supporting role. A fusion of sorts. Those priestly games you talk about are in full force there, even if this seems to be a critique on caste. These games have been happening since the days of Marduk, most definitely, Akkad and in middle Sumeria. Early Sumer seems a more open place, but that might be because records are sparse. Ditto early Egypt. Poor Akenathen…
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To misquote George Orwell …
If you want a vision of humanity’s sad history, imagine a boot stamping on a human face. Hopefully, not forever
… for I believe there is a Saviour.
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There are rays of light
Shooting through man’s story
Every now and then
Illuminating new paths
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Those paths less travelled . . .
The ancient paths now trampled.
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There was one seer walking this path not far from me
Who died a few days ago. Reading his life story renewed my hope
That this world may not be so bad after all
Some may go, but others will come
To navigate this spiral
I believe that there is a Plan
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Yes, I too believe in a grand plan,
But, in the meantime, one must overcome
(… perhaps even that is part of the plan?).
Like Mahatma Ghandi, I am persuaded that
hope, faith, and love, are the greater parts
of the total sum.
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1500 years of caste prejudice
First patrons probably Gupta kings
Even Gandhi wasn’t immune
Whereabouts did you visit in the country?
Language, culture, population, history, architecture, cuisine change dramatically crossing state lines
Hope you stopped over for a bit at Sikkim
That place is still untouched by time
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No Sikkim. Spent a week in Nepal,
just next door.
Friends who’ve lived in India, arranged the
trip, so we duly headed south to Agra, and
the Taj Mahal. Then to Jaipur, Udaipur, and
down to Delhi.
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‘Brahman’, as representing the top of
the caste system, with its historical links
to the priesthood, along with the notion
of racial purity.
As found in various forms throughout
human history. Particularly in Europe
as recently as last century.
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Brahman refers to the concept of the Absolute Divinity, the Eternal… brahmin the priests
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that little letter makes a big difference to the meaning of the word
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lay it out there Sri Redpath… disrupt the Brahmans.
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Thank you, Master Stolzy.
Sadly, I’ve been informed, there
is no vacancy at Hotel Nirvana
for poor unmentionable me.
Despite Kurt’s most unfortunate
early check-out 🙏
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Very eloquent and profound reflections in both your distopian poem and expressive artworks, David. You deal with the most current topics of today’s world: the clash between civilisations, the process of assimilation of negative values through the worst effects of globalisation, the ongoing environmental destruction, poverty and inequality rising nonstop, and our spiritual and religious death.
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Thank you very much, Marta 💖
It seems to be my lot, as a free-range
Anthropologist, is to do field research,
and make clinical observations 😎
I do try to stay professionally detached
… but that is not always possible.
I do appreciate your comments, for my
primary prerequisite is to be relevant.
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God. This slays me. You captured it. An aspect of it…profoundly. The thing that struck me most about India was how EVERYTHING….every aspect of being from the most wealthy/healthy/beautiful to the most heart-wrenching poverty/suffering/sorrow was swimming all together….on full display. Jarring, overwhelming and very important to see…..babbling here. I’ve read this twice. It’s a bewildering world we live in. And I’m aware that’s a vast understatement. LOVING Your travels and Your eye/heart/soul reports of Your experiences. You just messed me up a little. It’s a good thing. ❤️🙏🏼☀️
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Yes, sorry about that Katy, but that’s my job.
As a Free-range Anthropologist (not tourist)
things always get a bit messy when dealing
with the study of humanity. It’s a dirty job,
but someone’s got to do it. Looks like it’s
down to me. At least the big boss supplies
enough hope, faith, and love, to get the job
done. Otherwise I’d be …… a bit despirited.
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SOOOO glad You ARE doing it. You find the extreme beauty in so many things so when You show the horror/sorrow it’s…just part of it all. And Your lens is a poet’s. We are sooooo very sheltered here. And we very expertly categorize and stow things away. There are parts of the world where You can’t pretend life in all its forms doesn’t exist. Some people never experience that, sadly….it’s a whole picture. Yay for all You are doing! Seriously. The whole picture of us…..it’s what we are….at least at this stage of our evolution…….Rock on with Your Beautiful Spirit!!!!! 💖
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Yes, it is all part of the human experience.
The human spirit, in all hues of the rainbow,
delving the heavenly heights, down to the
depths of Hades.
Thanks Katy . . .
The Spirit of all creation be with you 💞
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🙏🏼❤️😊
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Dear Redpath!!my India is amazing if you live here for some month then you recognise here’s beauties.bless you dear!!
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We saw much to amaze, Aruna.
Just wish we could’ve stayed longer 😍
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So much to appreciate …
and lovely feeling.❤💕💕💕💕💕💖
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
BRAVO–GOD BLESS YOU FOR SHOWING THE GREED THAT CRAWLS BELOW THE SURFACE!
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Thank you Jonathan.
Yes, in this world it would seem,
greed & corruption rises to the surface
more than goodness and cream.
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If you will see my latest post—my poem, BASICALLY EVIL–EXCEPT FOR THE MOST HIGH…I hope it expresses something of a similar vein.
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No dear,you are understanding most untouchable,they are most powerful caste in all states because of those rights which are given by our Constitution and Government.😊
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Your poem’s are most lovely and heart touching,dear!!
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Thank you very much, Aruna 💖
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Most welcome,dear!!
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Yesterday’s God Is Not Forgotten, Yesterday’s God Is Dead already.
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But surely . . .
if dead, then never really God
in the first place.
Just another counterfeit
in a long line of pretenders,
found lacking in loving grace.
To know the divine,
the Spirit sublime,
the author of life,
in the person
of the risen Christ,
you first need to taste.
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Flashes me back to when my wife, while studying for an anthropology degree, had to read several life history books– most notably one about a woman who was born into the untouchable caste. Hard to imagine such a society existing whereby your birth rank is your eternal legacy. I wonder how much has changed (if any) by today.
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Sadly, there is a fundamental revival afoot.
There’s a Brahmin in office, who woes the
support of the privileged traditionalists.
Just as has happened in America, this tends to embolden the conservative forces.
Thanks for your insight, Loujen.
I am ever reluctant to comment on other people’s domestic politics, but as we are entering the new Global age, and as a world citizen, what happens to one, effects on all … Sooner rather than later.
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Petrochemical…I feel heavy after reading this but it also carries the boldness I like. Well done.🍀👏
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Thanks, Luiza. Yes, I had to smoke a big fat
Nicaraguan cigar to help my lungs recover.
It’s interesting that Ghandi wanted India’s
future to be centred around traditional rural
agriculture and village life. It was Nehru
who decided the only way to lift India’s
multitude.out of poverty was to emulate
the industrialized West.
We’ll … some have become very rich.
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Oh I did not know that. Thanks for making me feel smarter now.
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😁👌❤️
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All too often the rush to new leaves old and valuable languishing in the dust of the past. More is lost than could ever be gained. No man may serve two masters and too often we forget that progress wants to be our master. Well observed and well said.
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Thank you, Michael.
Yes … progress, exploitation, and greed.
It seems you can’t have one without the others tagging along? 🤔
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I am curious about your use of the word Brahman (Hindu theology) vs. Brahmin (someone from highest caste) in this poem, which I really like.
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I was using the term ‘Brahman’, a member
of the highest Hindu caste, to represent the
the current ruling class.
I know there is the alternative meaning in
Hindu theology;
“Brahman is formless but is the birthplace
of all forms in visible reality.”
I was referring to the new Social Order, that
looks remarkably similar to the old system.
Thanks for stopping by 🙏
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I’m pretty sure you’re the smartest man on the internet. Admit it, you invented Wiki, didn’t you? It’s okay, David. Your secret is safe with me. ♥️😎
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I’m actually a Russian bot 😎
But I do like to pass things on
when I pop into the WikiLeaks
drop box … Thanks for keeping
my encryption secret, Kara 🤫💛
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