“Cultures the world over consider their staple the incarnation of God: Buffalo for the Cheyenne, Corn for the Hopi, Cattle for the Massai, Wheat (bread) for the Christians. What I've seen about hunting and gathering peoples, they are the only ones who can fully grasp and accept the Holy Communion. (Funny how we think we have to cram our little wafers down their throats.) All life forms are the sacrificial victim—there's absolutely no exception; all are food.”
Source: The Man Who Quit Money
“We might pity hunter-gatherers for their stuck simplicity, but we would err. They held extensive knowledge, knew deep secrets of their lands and creatures. And they experienced rich and rewarding lives; we know so because when they were threatened, they fought to hold on to them, to the death. Sadly, this remains true as the final tribal peoples get overwhelmed by miners, loggers, ranchers, and planters who value money above humanity, which is perhaps the most salient characteristic of our culture.”
Source: Becoming Wild: How Animal Cultures Raise Families, Create Beauty, and Achieve Peace
“But, despite the dangers, people continue to take the risk. Children certainly take the risk. Children do what their stomachs tell them to do. They don't think twice when they have to chase a moving train. They run along it, reach for any metal bar at hand, and fling themselves toward whichever half-stable surface they may land on. Children chase after life, even if that chase might end up killing them. Children run and flee. They have an instinct for survival, perhaps, that allows them to endure almost anything just to make it to the other side of horror, whatever may be waiting there for them.”
Source: Tell Me How It Ends: An Essay in Forty Questions
“Now we’re guests in a faraway land nearly 40 years on.
No trees, no cool breeze,
no best friends.
Only endless days spent in sending SMSs...”
Source: No Return Address: A collection of poems
“Bob, I am grateful for your
Three letter name.
It's another reminder of home
Of a world predictable
Of a life I had.”
Source: No Return Address: A collection of poems
“You are...the embodiment
of immediate good karma.
The equalizer between bottom
feeders and the sanctimonious
cogs in the system.”
Source: No Return Address: A collection of poems
“Haris...as a naive migrant
who just moved here,
relying on you tapered worries.”
Source: No Return Address: A collection of poems
“You stand for what is right-
for the patient and the staff.
Pressures of work may down you,
maybe bent but not broken.”
Source: No Return Address: A collection of poems
“[Y]ou, one day, will knock lips with Turkish-coffee-clad veils whose beds our kin must tuck in misty-eyed.”
Source: No Return Address: A collection of poems
“Even the new things that
I less than know,
I keep trying, did again
until perfect.”
Source: No Return Address: A collection of poems