While world leaders are still “politicking” and trying creative new ways to say “we ain’t gonna do anything” with flowery diplomatic words, thousands of Buddhist monks in Burma have disappeared and been imprisoned, hundreds of whom have been brutally murdered by the junta. If you are as frustrated and angry as I am about the horrifying injustice of this event, here are some good ways: petition the Nobel Committee to award Nobel Peace Prize to these brave monks, wreck havoc with China’s Olympics 2008 e-mail ticket system, and pressure your respective governments to boycott the Beijing Olympics. Perhaps these gestures are as small as mere water drops in a vast ocean, but as one of David Mitchell’s characters says in the wonderful novel “Cloud Atlas”:
What is an ocean, but a multitude of drops?
And now, for something completely unrelated, or perhaps not:
Lost in A Lost World lyrics
by The Moody Blues
I woke today, I was crying
Lost in a lost world
So many people are dying
Lost in a lost world
Some of them are living an illusion
Bounded by the darkness of their minds
In their eyes it’s nation, against nation, against nation
With racial pride
Sounds…
Thinking only of themselves
They shun the light
(shun the light)
They think they’re right
(think they’re right)
Living in their empty shells
While world leaders are still “politicking” and trying creative new ways to say “we ain’t gonna do anything” with flowery diplomatic words, thousands of Buddhist monks in Burma have disappeared and been imprisoned, hundreds of whom have been brutally murdered by the junta. If you are as frustrated and angry as I am about the horrifying injustice of this event, here are some good ways: petition the Nobel Committee to award Nobel Peace Prize to these brave monks, wreck havoc with China’s Olympics 2008 e-mail ticket system, and pressure your respective governments to boycott the Beijing Olympics. Perhaps these gestures are as small as mere water drops in a vast ocean, but as one of David Mitchell’s characters says in the wonderful novel “Cloud Atlas”:
What is an ocean, but a multitude of drops?
And now, for something completely unrelated, or perhaps not:
Lost in A Lost World lyrics
by The Moody Blues
I woke today, I was crying
Lost in a lost world
So many people are dying
Lost in a lost world
Some of them are living an illusion
Bounded by the darkness of their minds
In their eyes it’s nation, against nation, against nation
With racial pride
Sounds…
Thinking only of themselves
They shun the light
(shun the light)
They think they’re right
(think they’re right)
Living in their empty shells
Oh, can you see their bodies thrashing
(so many people, so many people)
Crashing down around their feet
Angry people in the street
Telling them they’ve had their fill
Of politics, people who kill
Grow… the seed of evolution
(so many people, so many people)
Revolution everyone
It’s just another form of gun
To do again what they have done
Let all our brothers come and get some
(so many people, so many people)
Everywhere you go you see them searching
Everywhere you turn you feel the pain
Everyone is looking for the answers
Well look again, come on my friend
Love will find us in the end
Come on my friend
(on my friend)
We’ve got to bend
(got to bend)
Down on our knees and say a prayer
Oh, can you see the world is pining
(so many people, so many people)
Pining for someone who really cares enough to share his love
With all of us so we can be
An ever loving family
Have we forgotten who loves who
(so many people, so many people)
Children from a family tree
That’s longer than a centipede
Started long ago when you and I
Where only love….
(so many people, so many people)
I woke today, I was crying
Lost in a lost world
So many people are dying
Lost in a lost world
So many people, so many people
People lost in a lost world
So many people, so many people
People lost in a lost world