This Capsule That Imprisons Me

My Daily Ransom

I’m imprisoned by this capsule. A capsule of depression and anxiety. It keeps me from doing the simple things I once enjoyed so much.

Running- I use to feel so free when I would run. The wind I created in still air as I would run off my fears. It was a time I could reflect on thoughts and pain. I could run anytime of day and any weather type. It would just hit me and I’d go. The sweat, the deep breathing and heavy heartbeats pounding my chest was a medicine that I could consume. I could even leave my body and just be a spirit swirling gently in the wind. Mother Earth would heal me, even if just for the moment.

Writing- I’m having to force myself to sit down and write. Before, I would just write; anywhere and everywhere. I have a tote full of notebooks, pizza…

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The Mentally Ill Homeless Need Care – has our society lost it’s soul ?


Facing a life limiting illness is difficult enough for anyone, but even more so for the homeless.

Once upon a time , not so long ago, we had institutions.  They were not perfect, but they were home to many.  Some were good and some were of a very poor standard.  There was a lot of care but too much control. Now we have less control but very little care.

However institutions were expensive.  It was said that people would be better off in the community.  It was argued that the money would be better spent on providing community support so that these people could maintain their health in the community. However the level of community support has fallen short.

Every large city in Australia has homeless people, many of whom suffer from a mental illness.  Homelessness makes it hard to keep in contact with the necessary services.  The homeless get…

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अब्दुर्रहीम ख़ानख़ाना— मध्यकालीन भारत की एक सत्वग्राही (eclectic) शख़्सियत

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अब्दुर्रहीम ख़ानख़ाना— मध्यकालीन भारत की एक सत्वग्राही (eclectic) शख़्सियत

Radical Humanism

अजीब माजरा है कि दिल, दिमाग़, और बुनियादी व्यवहार में भी, दुनिया के सभी अच्छे लोग एक-से पाए जाते हैं, आज के ही नहीं, पहले के भी और शायद आगे आनेवाले भी। सभी धर्मों, सभी नस्लों, सभी जातियों और सभी देशों में वे एक–से ही होते हैं । विभिन्न धर्मों, जातियों, राष्ट्रीयताओं के ऐसे अच्छे लोगों के बीच कोई समस्या नहीं आती, वे एक-दूसरे के साथ चैन से रहते हुए देखे जाते हैं। समस्या पैदा करनेवाले दूसरी तरह के लोग हैं जो एक ही धर्म, एक ही जाति या अन्य प्रकार के एक ही समुदाय के बीच भी समस्या पैदा करने का कोई न कोई रास्ता ख़ोज लेते हैं। इन्हें इतना कुछ चाहिए होता है कि न ख़ुद चैन से बैठ सकते हैं , न दूसरों को बैठने दे सकते हैं। और ये दूसरी तरह के (दरअसल कमज़ोर) लोग भांति-भांति के चोलों में सामने आते हैं, इनकी शिनाख़्त लगभग नामुमकिन…

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You Are Fortunate, If Your Mom Is ‘Mean’

Some day when my children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates a parent, i will tell them, as my Mean Mom told me: I loved you enough… to ask where you were going, with whom, and what time you would be home.

I loved you enough to be silent and let you discover that your new best friend was a creep. I loved you enough to stand over you for two hours while you cleaned your room, a job that should have taken me just 15 minutes.

I loved you enough to let you see anger, disappointment, and tears in my eyes. Children: Parents aren’t perfect, you know.

I loved you enough to let you assume the responsi-bility for your actions even when the penalties were so harsh they almost broke my heart.

But most of all, i loved you enough… to say “NO” when i knew you would hate me for it. Those were the most difficult battles of all.

I’m glad i won them, because in the end you won, too. And some day when your children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates parents, you will tell them. Was your Mom mean? I know mine was.

We had the meanest mother in the whole world! While other kids ate candy for breakfast, we had to have cereal, eggs, and toast.

When others had a Pepsi and a Twinkie for lunch, we had to eat sandwiches. And you can guess our mother fixed us a dinner that was different from what other kids had, too.

Mother insisted on knowing where we were at all times. You’d think we were convicts in a prison. She had to know who our friends were, and what we were doing with them.

She insisted that if we said we would be gone for an hour, we would be gone for an hour or less. We were ashamed to admit it, but she had the nerve to break the Child Labour Laws by making us work.

We had to wash the dishes, make the beds, learn to cook, vacuum the floor, do laundry, empty the trash and all sorts of cruel jobs.

I think she would lie awake at night thinking of more things for us to do. She always insisted on us telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.

By the time we were teenagers, she could read our minds and had eyes in the back of her head. Then, life was really tough!

Mother wouldn’t let our friends just honk the horn when they drove up. They had to come up to the door so she could meet them. While everyone else could date when they were 12 or 13, we had to wait until we were 16.

Because of our mother we missed out on lots of things other kids experienced. None of us have ever been caught shoplifting, vandalising others’property or ever arrested for any crime.

It was all her fault. Now that we have left home, we are all educated, honest adults. We are doing our best to be mean parents just like Mom was. I think that is what’s wrong with the world today.

It just doesn’t have enough mean moms!



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National Consciousness 

Mark Verspoor - Productions

The most important issue in Western Europe is that of national consciousness. News commentators and academics have distanced themselves too often from or have failed to defend the foundations of Western civilisation.

In 1931 this was not yet the case. Winston Churchill in February of that year said: “It is this union of past and present, of tradition and progress, this golden chain, never yet broken, because no undue strain is placed upon it, that has constituted the peculiar merit and sovereign quality of English national life.”

One of my favourite commentators on this issue is Douglas Murray. He is one of the few public intellectuals whom is willing and able to defend both the right of European people to have a place they call home and the great accomplishments of the European peoples.

The constant battering of Western civilisation and a fetish for that which can be called “exotic”…

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Admirable Women – Victoria Hearst Accuses Her Family’s Magazine – Cosmo – and Helen Gurley Brown of Purposely Promoting Pornography to Minors

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Victoria Hearst (born 1957) Victoria V. Hearst, 58, is an heir to the Hearst Publishing empire. Her grandfather, William Randolph (W. R.) Hearst (1863-1951), began the company when he was 23…

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