* last week, in the height of this turmoil i got irritated when one of my officemate, a sophist 'christian' branded the monks as having disregarded their most important religious tenet. I was confounded on WTF was that all about. Burmese people have suffered long enough because of an oppressive military regime, think pol pot, think genocide. And that all these saffron-clothed monk did was march in silence, and all this officemate of mine can intellectually say is that??? Ohh... talk of religious hypocrisy! I was really dumbfounded that all I have told him was a brief history of the oppression that was in Burma and that i have no idea what the MOST important religious tenet of the monks were. But one thing for sure, i said, that them knows what they are doing and that it is the right of everybody to live peacefully, monks or not.
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Yesterday as I was sitting by the window preparing for some secret-service stuff, the rain was falling hard. The weather center said it was caused by the passing of Hannah. I really prefer the cold wet rain over the heat and UV rays of the sun. And i was inspired by the sound of the rain drops impinging on the roof, pavement and earth...
ode to the rainthe rain is falling now
the sky pours melancholy
as the rivers overflow with glee
the road are flooded indignantly
the dampness that surrounds me
the musty smell of my pillows
the cold moist air
lulls me to effervescent discontent
intriguingly, the wind is not howling
as if preparing.
please come swiftly
and blow me into anonimity
