<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249</id><updated>2009-11-06T00:34:24.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Neoka's Song</title><subtitle type='html'>When everything is in harmony, there is no chaos. When the world chants, we listen. 

When the birds sing, spring rises. When the winds blow, we feel the rhythm move us...    

Life is a song, and I intend to share it with you.</subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/default.aspx'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/atom.xml'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-6802909258671255040</id><published>2007-11-24T14:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T15:42:31.946-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World'/><title type='text'>Cellphone Therapy?</title><content type='html'>So I was reading this article: &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/news/20061023/do-cell-phones-affect-sperm-quality"&gt;http://www.webmd.com/news/20061023/do-cell-phones-affect-sperm-quality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it dawned on me just how serious this issue could actually become... If there is a proven link, imagine the ethical debate on cellphone usage as a method of population control! This is straight out of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0206634/"&gt;Children of Men&lt;/a&gt; people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This then led me to start thinking about WHY it affects sperm count. Is it because of the &lt;a href="http://www.lef.org/magazine/mag2007/aug2007_report_cellphone_radiation_01.htm"&gt;radiation levels emitted by the device&lt;/a&gt;? Or is it because of the low tone frequency (&lt;a href="http://www.quantum-biofeedback.net/how.html"&gt;more on frequency transmission therapy&lt;/a&gt;) that is being lodged straight into our brains. Or perhaps its a mixture of BOTH, since its known that radiation has &lt;a href="http://www.lef.org/magazine/mag2007/aug2007_report_cellphone_radiation_01.htm"&gt;perverse effects&lt;/a&gt; on various frequencies and vibrations. It could act as a conductor for the vibrations thats entering our brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it got me thinking, if science has already been able to create vibration therapy machines (see &lt;a href="http://www.venturacenter4healing.com/whole_body_vibration.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.quantum-biofeedback.net/how.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) imagine if this technology was built into our cellphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cellphone would emit just enough radiation to increase the conduit of vibration entering the brain (all scientists know thus far is that it would &lt;a href="http://www.lef.org/magazine/mag2007/aug2007_report_cellphone_radiation_01.htm"&gt;wreak havo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lef.org/magazine/mag2007/aug2007_report_cellphone_radiation_01.htm"&gt;c&lt;/a&gt; on the physiology of the body),  coupled with a programmed vibration that is undetectable to the human ear or eye, but controlled from a central location. Moods could be altered, aggression could be subdued, ADD could become more of a norm than ever, and worse, complex bodily functions including our ability to heal ourselves, react to immunities, etc could be greatly altered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The upside was that if harvested this could prove a cancer fighting mechanism, and a way to replace pill poppers.  The downside, is a reality far worse than Huxley's a Brave New World. (thinking about the SOMAcell).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course my mutterings are extreme muses of a technology not even yet thought of. (Or has it? This &lt;a href="http://www.lef.org/magazine/mag2007/aug2007_report_cellphone_radiation_01.htm"&gt;site &lt;/a&gt;claims that cellphones were created by the Department of Defense!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the rapid expanse of technology throughout the world, why isn't anyone stopping and saying "Hey, could this be harmful?" Or are we too busy giving charity to ICTs that will change the lives of urban peasants in the worlds poorest countries? I hate Catch 22's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, be mindful of what consumers are shoving down your throat. (Mp3 Cellphones = hours and hours of radiation exposure!) And support research in this field! It is our right to know if we are screwing over our future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The information I have linked to is more than enough information to scare me. I hope it scares you too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-6802909258671255040?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/6802909258671255040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=6802909258671255040&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/6802909258671255040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/6802909258671255040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2007/11/cellphone-therapy.aspx' title='Cellphone Therapy?'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-3282473234701869614</id><published>2007-11-18T02:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T12:18:21.103-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>A Pakistani Ambivalence</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It always strikes me as interesting how two sides of a debate can become so polarized that the issues seem, in retrospect, to slip through the tracks of defending positions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://neoka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/between-785135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 55px; height: 123px;" src="http://neoka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/between-785128.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A black ribbon or a green ribbon? Do you oppose Musharef? Or do you support emergency rule? Fence riding has long been seen as the easy way out from taking a stand, but in light of current situations, either side you choose, you lose. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I oppose Musharef, not because he called emergency rule, but because &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Pakistan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; is in this situation in the first place. Musharef has failed to create a democratic environment for transition, failed civil society, failed the rule of law, and failed to establish stability in a country marred with ethnic, tribal and religious oppositions. So by all rights, he should go right? - Wrong.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Musharef cannot simply pack his bags and leave, the country, its nuclear programme, its whole advancement of institutional frameworks would undoubtedly fall into the wrong hands and &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Pakistan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; would see far more violence then we see right now with martial law enacted for protection of the constitution. In the short term, the country needs Musharef, and needs him to act quickly to deliver on his promises. In the long term however, Musharef must go, he must leave and allow the people to come to power. Don’t be fooled, Musharef will not usher in a democratic transition, he has been unable to do so for the past 9 years. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here falls the double edged sword. Musharef is single handedly tearing down all the institutions he so proudly fought to put in place since his coup in 1999. So either way, the country has some tough times ahead of it in order to rebuild. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My advice to Mushy is to deliver on what he promises – return stability in the north and help stamp out extremism from the source, and release the political opposition. It is really all that he can do for the country now. As for the biased judiciary, in a western nation, they would be upheld as defenders of the law (which IS there job) by denying Musharef his custom constitutional powers, however the responsibility faulters when the country is in a state of turmoil as it is. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As for the people of &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Pakistan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;? This whole situation is a blessing in disguise, if the people want &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Pakistan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; to return to them, then it is them that must fight. By the looks of things, apathy is slowly breaking away and people are waking up to the situation in their country. Benny Bhutto will not lead this country to better days. The corruption of her past opportunistic approach to the restoration of democracy is has far too many holes. The first of which being her desire to get a constitutional acceptance to run for a 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; term, when the constitution states she may only run twice. Secondly, her purging of legalities facing her past corruption charges. If she wants to restore democracy so bad, then she should give up her position as lifelong chair of the PPP, and stand for trial for her sins. Let the institution she so badly wants to establish be the deciding factor of her fate.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Now is the time for the Unseen Hero's to emerge: those men and women taking to the streets, raising awarness through Cyber-protests, and organizing the masses, for what they believe is a &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Pakistan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; with a future.&lt;/span&gt; Yes it is you, Unseen Hero that must now stand and take back this country. You are its only hope. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-3282473234701869614?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/3282473234701869614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=3282473234701869614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/3282473234701869614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/3282473234701869614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2007/11/pakistani-ambivalence.aspx' title='A Pakistani Ambivalence'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-7927379138512829758</id><published>2007-08-06T02:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T02:54:04.129-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prose and poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>If.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;If - by Rudyard Kipling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you can keep your head when all about     you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt; Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you can trust yourself     when all men doubt you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But make allowance for their doubting too;&lt;br /&gt;If you     can wait and not be tired by waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Or being lied about, don't deal in     lies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Or being hated, don't give way to hating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet don't look too     good, nor talk too wise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt; If you can dream - and not make dreams your     master,&lt;br /&gt;If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you can     meet with Triumph and Disaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And treat those two impostors just the     same;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twisted by knaves     to make a trap for fools,&lt;br /&gt;Or watch the things you gave your life to,     broken,&lt;br /&gt;And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt; If you can &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;make one heap of all your     winnings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And lose,  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;and     start again at your beginnings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And never breath a word about your     loss;&lt;br /&gt;If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew&lt;br /&gt;To serve your turn     long after they are gone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And so hold on when there is nothing in     you&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"color:rgb(255, 0, 0);font-weight:bold\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"color:rgb(255, 0, 0);font-weight:bold\"\&gt;Except the Will \u003c/span\&gt;which says to them: &amp;quot;Hold on!&amp;quot;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt; \n\t\t\t \u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont face\u003d\"Tahoma\"\&gt; If you can talk with crowds and keep your\n\t\t\t\tvirtue,\u003cbr\&gt;Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"color:rgb(0, 153, 0)\"\&gt;If neither foes\n\t\t\t\tnor loving friends can hurt you,\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"color:rgb(0, 153, 0)\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"color:rgb(0, 153, 0)\"\&gt;If all men count with you, but none too\n\t\t\t\tmuch;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;If you can fill the unforgiving minute\u003cbr\&gt;With sixty seconds&amp;#39; worth of\n\t\t\t\tdistance run,\u003cbr\&gt;Yours is the Earth and everything that&amp;#39;s in it,\u003cbr\&gt;And - which\n\t\t\t\tis more - you&amp;#39;ll be a Man, my son!\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n",0] ); D(["ce"]);  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Except the Will &lt;/span&gt;which says to them: "Hold on!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt; If you can talk with crowds and keep your     virtue,&lt;br /&gt;Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;If neither foes     nor loving friends can hurt you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;If all men count with you, but none too     much;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can fill the unforgiving minute&lt;br /&gt;With sixty seconds' worth of     distance run,&lt;br /&gt;Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,&lt;br /&gt;And - which     is more - you'll be a Man, my son!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;by Rudyard Kipling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-7927379138512829758?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/7927379138512829758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=7927379138512829758&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/7927379138512829758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/7927379138512829758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2007/08/if.aspx' title='If.'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-3029925091342727435</id><published>2007-08-03T06:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T06:41:17.591-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>uncomfortable</title><content type='html'>Peace of mind is lacking these days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when thoughts would invade my head, charging out of reflective waters of my past. Mellowing my soul and ebbing the tides of woe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the brightening dawn, I would cleanse my mind and body&lt;br /&gt;with trident hot waters showering upon me. Locking away any rays of light,&lt;br /&gt;the darkness trapped my thoughts inside. As the beads trumpeted down,&lt;br /&gt;Stabbing my fears away. A thick lather would do the rest. One wipe away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, however, the tides do not come to bay. The light lurches in uninvited, unlocking my fears to bare amok. The beads trickle like shy school children sheepishly venturing out, fear-stricken. The trumpets sound of leaky pipes, clogged with despair. My soul knows not where to rest, for it has been abandoned, imprisoned with doubt. The lather is temporary, for the world outside my swiss-bubble invites a dreaded heat. The only beads are formed of my own odors, they too seek refuge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nights are spent searching for sanctuary, a modest peace. A temporary hum of laughter or pleasure. My soul is nowhere to be found, hidden, and coy from the consequential woes endemic to my world. I hope to create. But hope is dim these days. Can't even count to anything, my vision is near sighted. Spectacles purchased of second-hand black market. Unreliable and still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-3029925091342727435?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/3029925091342727435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=3029925091342727435&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/3029925091342727435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/3029925091342727435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2007/08/uncomfortable.aspx' title='uncomfortable'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-8967733407038211657</id><published>2007-07-11T12:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T12:08:02.665-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Response to: Designing a new Religion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Im going to start my own religion too&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Virtuism.. oh wait someone already did.. well ill turn it into an ORGANIZED religion!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;thats right, we pray to the God of the Agenda, the organizer, we believe in the pillars of cleanliness, punctuality, priorities and to do lists. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Stephen Covey is our prophet.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;we bring leather bound agendas to every meeting in ritual. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;We turn off our cell phones while in meetings, not do so is a SIN and punishable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Sins are repented by attending personal effectiveness and life goal setting seminars established at our various stationary shops. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;To not repent is to welcome the sin of randomness and destruction into ones life. To be unorganized is to be unreliable, unclean, not-punctual and narrow minded (shortsighted in some scholarly works). These are the 4 cardinal sins of this organized religion. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;We host regular charity events where the community gathers all their recycled paper and we make new agendas out of them. Its great, and the kids love it because we serve lemonade. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;oh yes, and no organized religion is complete without a creation story!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;It all began with the birth of a Man,Hilroy, who lookethed upon his mother-dear's sweat beaded face, then over at his father who took a small stone and marked a dashmark before hurtling the newborn into a pile of other babies playing and googoo ga-ing. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;That monumental moment filled the baby Hilroy with joy and so he grew up to know his identify because his father had kept track of all the babies he had. Such organization inspired the boy so much that he set out to give purpose and meaning to all things, so he set out on a journey all over the world counting animals, stones, and organizing them on a piece of parchment. Then on the 365th day he landed where he began his journey and decided to call it a year. Thus time was born. &lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003c/div\&gt;\n\u003cdiv\&gt; \u003c/div\&gt;\n\u003cdiv\&gt;the rest is history!\u003c/div\&gt;\n\u003cdiv\&gt; \u003c/div\&gt;\n\u003cdiv\&gt;(NB. there has been some recent evidence indicating that the first born man was in fact a women named Hilary, however this is still in speculation)\u003c/div\&gt;\n\u003cdiv\&gt; \u003c/div\&gt;\n\u003cdiv\&gt; \u003c/div\&gt;\n\u003cdiv\&gt;End.\u003c/div\&gt;\n\u003cdiv\&gt; \u003c/div\&gt;\n\u003cdiv\&gt; \u003c/div\&gt;\n\u003cdiv\&gt;xox\u003c/div\&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;the rest is history!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;(NB. there has been some recent evidence indicating that the first born man was in fact a women named Hilary, however this is still in speculation)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-8967733407038211657?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/8967733407038211657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=8967733407038211657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/8967733407038211657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/8967733407038211657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2007/07/response-to-designing-new-religion.aspx' title='Response to: Designing a new Religion'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-6653000897786963753</id><published>2007-07-11T11:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T12:02:28.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Designing a new religion</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From Edward De Bono: Designing a new religion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We analyse a situation and identify standard elements. We then understand&lt;br /&gt;the situation and also know what to do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although individuals might practise it, the Western culture of thinking is&lt;br /&gt;lacking in design. Architects, graphic designers and fashion designers might&lt;br /&gt;practise design, but it is not part of general education. This is a very &lt;br /&gt;serious fault in education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest book is called 'H+ A New Religion?' (published by Vermilion Press&lt;br /&gt;in London, part of Random House). This is a religion in the sense that&lt;br /&gt;Buddhism is a religion. There is no new god-system or other-world structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H+ can be used in conjunction with any existing religion or belief system:&lt;br /&gt;Christianity, Islam, Judaism, Taoism, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many religions are about 'sins' and the things you should not do. Today that &lt;br /&gt;aspect is adequately taken care of, both by the law and existing religious&lt;br /&gt;systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;H+ is about 'positive action'&lt;/strong&gt;. So instead of 'sins' there are 'pons'&lt;br /&gt;(derived from 'positive sins'). These are small acts to help others or to &lt;br /&gt;help the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each person sets a small agenda of pons to carry out each day, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H+ stands for Humour, Happiness, Health, Help, Hope and Human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It all started with a realisation that no existing religion emphasises &lt;br /&gt;humour as such&lt;/strong&gt;. Yet humour is a key lubricant of life. Humour illustrates&lt;br /&gt;the possibility of switching perceptions and seeing things in a different&lt;br /&gt;way, etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditionally new religions are revealed to suitable people in some mystical &lt;br /&gt;process. This is very different from design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parameters of design might be: simple to understand; simple to operate;&lt;br /&gt;satisfying; leading to increased self-esteem; leading to achievement;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helpful to the world; helpful to other people; easy to spread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can sit in a corner with the right attitudes, committing no sins, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you will get to heaven. In itself that does not help the world very much. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is usually not enough focus on action&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-6653000897786963753?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/6653000897786963753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=6653000897786963753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/6653000897786963753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/6653000897786963753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2007/07/designing-new-religion.aspx' title='Designing a new religion'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-116861029815293610</id><published>2007-01-12T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T08:58:18.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Google humour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://neoka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/senatorjohnson-712793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://neoka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/senatorjohnson-710747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google humour... heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess Sen. Johnson has a lot to say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-116861029815293610?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/116861029815293610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=116861029815293610&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116861029815293610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116861029815293610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2007/01/google-humour.aspx' title='Google humour'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-116859553225989934</id><published>2007-01-12T04:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T04:52:12.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a Reason Published!</title><content type='html'>My good friend &lt;a href="http://ahmedarshi.nomadlife.org/"&gt;Ahmed&lt;/a&gt; has published his first book, Life is a Reason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Book Description&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew, like many other 9 year old boys is full of questions, but with no one to answer them. His life is completely changed when his older brother James dies after attmepting to rescue their sister from being raped. Now with no role model or life guide, he is left to find his own answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the synopsys found on &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Life-Reason-Ahmed-Arshi/dp/1934360007/sr=8-1/qid=1168588849/ref=sr_1_1/102-2777915-0688119?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get my signed copy ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-116859553225989934?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/116859553225989934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=116859553225989934&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116859553225989934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116859553225989934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2007/01/life-is-reason-published.aspx' title='Life is a Reason Published!'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-116747987877824844</id><published>2006-12-30T06:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T06:57:58.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>didnt think id find time for this...</title><content type='html'>For some reason I did not think I would have had time to reflect on my new years resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;But today I got a 'blast from the past' as they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all came flowing back to me when a friend wanted some advice on running a DAMU screening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The realization hit that I have been living in a mirage of responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;I have been living what I shoul dbe doing. Not what I want to be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be meeting diverse change agents&lt;br /&gt;I want to be standing in front of audiences sharing my stories&lt;br /&gt;I want to build my NGOs foundation&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn about other initiatives and build networks and contacts&lt;br /&gt;I want to write&lt;br /&gt;I want to read&lt;br /&gt;I want to listen to passionate people telling me what they believe they can achieve&lt;br /&gt;I want to love again&lt;br /&gt;I want to capture art and beautiful things&lt;br /&gt;I want to climb a mountain&lt;br /&gt;I want to meditate&lt;br /&gt;I want to see the smile on a face of someone lit on fire with the passion to make change&lt;br /&gt;I want to be feel like I am being a good person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I want in 2007. It may not be lined with ambitous goals like going to the gym, or taking up a new hobby. No. For me, the details will happen, its the experiences and the character I want to become in 2007 that pushes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Years World,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May 2007 challenge you, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;may it drive you to the limits of your potential, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and may it remind you why you walk the path you chose to walk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-116747987877824844?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/116747987877824844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=116747987877824844&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116747987877824844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116747987877824844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2006/12/didnt-think-id-find-time-for-this.aspx' title='didnt think id find time for this...'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-116728279168367831</id><published>2006-12-28T00:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T00:13:11.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flipsyde - Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>This song is dedicated to all the voices of hope that never got to speak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.muvids.com/flipsyde_videos/happy_birthday.html"&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So make a wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;Please accept my apologies, I wonder what would have been.&lt;br /&gt;Would you have been a little angel or an angel of sin?&lt;br /&gt;Tom-boy running around, hanging with all the guys.&lt;br /&gt;Or a little tough boy with beautiful brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I paid for the murder before they determined the sex,&lt;br /&gt;choosing our life over your life meant your death.&lt;br /&gt;And you never got a chance to even open your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I wonder as a fetus if you fought for your life.&lt;br /&gt;Would you have been a little genius? In love with math?&lt;br /&gt;Would you have played in your school clothes and made me mad?&lt;br /&gt;Would you have been a little rapper like your poppa The Piper?&lt;br /&gt;Would you have made me quit smoking by finding one of my lighters?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder about your skin tone and shape of your nose,&lt;br /&gt;and the way you would've laughed and talked fast or slow.&lt;br /&gt;I think about it every year, so I picked up a pen.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, I love you for whoever you would've been.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I thought was a dream&lt;br /&gt;Make a wish&lt;br /&gt;Was as real as it seemed&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;What I thought was a dream&lt;br /&gt;make a wish&lt;br /&gt;Was as real as it seem&lt;br /&gt;I made a mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;I got a million excuses, as to why you died.&lt;br /&gt;And other people got their own reasons for homicide.&lt;br /&gt;Who's to say it would've worked and who's to say I wouldn't have&lt;br /&gt;I was young and struggling, but old enough to be a dad.&lt;br /&gt;The fear of being my father has never disappeared,&lt;br /&gt;I ponder it frequently while I'm sippin' on my beer.&lt;br /&gt;My vision of a family was artificial and fake&lt;br /&gt;so when it came time to create, I made a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;But now you got a little brother, maybe it's really you.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you really forgave us knowing we was confused.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, every time that he smiles it's you proudly&lt;br /&gt;knowing that your father's doing the right thing now.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never tell a woman what to do with her body,&lt;br /&gt;but if she don't love children, then we can't party.&lt;br /&gt;I think about it every year, so I picked up a pen.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, I love you for whoever you would've been.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus (2X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;And from the Heavens to the womb to the Heavens again.&lt;br /&gt;From the ending to the ending, never got to begin.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day we can meet face to face,&lt;br /&gt;in a place without time and space.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-116728279168367831?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/116728279168367831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=116728279168367831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116728279168367831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116728279168367831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2006/12/flipsyde-happy-birthday.aspx' title='Flipsyde - Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-116634490438124109</id><published>2006-12-17T03:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T03:41:44.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Pakistan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://neoka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/IMG_1028-749801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://neoka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/IMG_1028-741972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome to Pakistan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they say... time's are a changing...  I think one has to experience this culture to understand the bold statement this makes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back from India last week and after a month of being away from Karachi, I can tell you that WOW do things move fast, change is so rapid here. The opportunity is perfect for any entrepreneur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am lovin it here... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-116634490438124109?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/116634490438124109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=116634490438124109&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116634490438124109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116634490438124109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2006/12/welcome-to-pakistan.aspx' title='Welcome to Pakistan'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-116239451237576114</id><published>2006-11-01T10:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T10:21:52.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflective Empathy</title><content type='html'>Ever see a song through a mirrors reflection?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes... I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Will I "gain the world and lose [my] soul?" BobMarley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beats of this song are amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No Ordinary Morning - Chicane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was nothing that I could say&lt;br /&gt;Turned your back and you just walked away&lt;br /&gt;Leaves me numb inside I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Together is all I knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved too fast but I had no sign&lt;br /&gt;I would try to turn the hands of time&lt;br /&gt;Then look to you for the reason why&lt;br /&gt;The love we had passed me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as the sun would set you would rise&lt;br /&gt;Fall from the sky into paradise&lt;br /&gt;Is there no light in your heart for me?&lt;br /&gt;You've closed your eyes, you no longer see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were no lies between me and you&lt;br /&gt;You said nothing of what you knew&lt;br /&gt;But there was still something in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Left me helpless and paralyzed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could give a million reasons,&lt;br /&gt;change the world and change the times,&lt;br /&gt;Could not give me the secrets of your heart&lt;br /&gt;and of your mind&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness that surrounds me now&lt;br /&gt;there is no peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;Your careless words undo me,&lt;br /&gt;leave the thought of us behind&lt;br /&gt;You could give a million reasons,&lt;br /&gt;change the world and change the times&lt;br /&gt;Could not give me the secrets of your heart&lt;br /&gt;and of your mind&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness that surrounds me now&lt;br /&gt;there is no peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;Your careless words undo me,&lt;br /&gt;leave the thought of us behind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-116239451237576114?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/116239451237576114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=116239451237576114&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116239451237576114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116239451237576114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2006/11/reflective-empathy.aspx' title='Reflective Empathy'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-116210405895842236</id><published>2006-10-29T01:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T01:40:58.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting out: A Guide to leaving America</title><content type='html'>Ok, now I know i've been posting up quit a few post that arnt to american-friendly, but I had to post this one as it is too funny and ironic. I guess the American Dream truly is no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting out: A Guide to Leaving America:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://processmediainc.com/press/mini_sites/getting_out/" target="_blank"&gt;http://processmediainc.com/press/mini_sites/getting_out/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we can start a new dream. How does this sound: The South Asian Dream: Come to the land of a 1000 cultures (Asian Sub-continent)! Sure there's already too many people here, but we'll find space for you anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe this one: The Arctic Dream: Global Warming too hot to handle? Come to the last place on earth where fresh water is still drinkable. Canada has more than enough space to accomodate a few... million more people :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-116210405895842236?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/116210405895842236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=116210405895842236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116210405895842236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116210405895842236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2006/10/getting-out-guide-to-leaving-america.aspx' title='Getting out: A Guide to leaving America'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-116204136712539004</id><published>2006-10-28T09:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T16:42:53.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Virtu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;virtu&lt;/strong&gt; \vuhr-TOO; vir-\, noun:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. love of or taste for fine objects of art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. Productions of art (especially fine antiques).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3. Artistic quality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Virtu comes from Italian virtù "virtue, excellence," from Latin virtus, "excellence, worth, goodness, virtue."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/wordoftheday/archive/2006/10/28.html"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-116204136712539004?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/116204136712539004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=116204136712539004&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116204136712539004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116204136712539004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2006/10/virtu.aspx' title='Virtu'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-116202258130051626</id><published>2006-10-28T03:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T09:48:20.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Development DAMU!</title><content type='html'>So I re-launched this blog a little bit ago, and there are some neat thigns popping up on it!&lt;br /&gt;The concept is simple. Raising awareness about the social development movement!&lt;br /&gt;So it goes from reviewing websites, to people, to projects. It goes through peoples experiences in social development and looks at theory and practice of social development in action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to drop by, if you are passionate about the issue and feel you can contribute to its content, let me know, im accepting new applicants now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the link: &lt;a href="http://damu.nomadlife.org"&gt;damu.nomadlife.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-116202258130051626?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://damu.nomadlife.org' title='Social Development DAMU!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/116202258130051626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=116202258130051626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116202258130051626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116202258130051626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2006/10/social-development-damu.aspx' title='Social Development DAMU!'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-116202165986832200</id><published>2006-10-28T03:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T09:49:51.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid Mubarak!</title><content type='html'>I recently wrote this home ot my family, and decided to share it here aswell! I was comparing Eid to Christmas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do celebrate christmas here, although its not official. Oddly enough the founder of the nation Quaid-e -Azzam Ali Jinnah's birthday falls on the 25th of december, so its a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;There is a fairly strong christian/catholic community here, and many people partake in the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eid just passed, which to me was like Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Muslims here go by the lunar calendar. So at the break of the October moon being spotted, everyone begins to fast during daylight hours. It was a lil tough at times because everything was closed during the day... :p But thats not what made it really special. Every night at Iftar, around 6:15pm (everynight it changed by about :30 seconds) the community would get together and everyone would eat together. Families would all be together, people giving food to the poor. Its those moments that are special when you see everyone together, reminded me of family dinners, sept they would do it every night to break their fast. The nights were filled with lights, and shops are open really late (since they are closed during the day, they need to make their money somehow). The the night of Chaand Raat (Moon light) comes, it signals the end of Ramadan and the begining of a 3 day celebration, where ppl no longer fast and instead they eat and eat and eat like 4 or 5 times a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky enough to be invited by a friend to his house for Eid, where we met his family, and family friends, laughed and joked and.. ATE! We even collected what is called Eidi (Eid Bonus) a small token of money that the elders give to the youth. The youth here run around afterwards gloating about who got the most Eidi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great experience, but made me miss home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-116202165986832200?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/116202165986832200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=116202165986832200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116202165986832200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116202165986832200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2006/10/eid-mubarak.aspx' title='Eid Mubarak!'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-116202120850989385</id><published>2006-10-28T03:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T09:49:07.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I got published!</title><content type='html'>A good friend of mine I worked with in University got in touch with me about writing for this magazine he was putting out. I thought heck why not? I have a lot of things to say about my experieces here, and if I can't share them with others, then how will perceptions ever truly change? So check out my two articles here as well as the others that are coming togteher to build a voice for the muslim youth in dialogue in Canada. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newcrescent.org/"&gt;http://www.newcrescent.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-116202120850989385?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/116202120850989385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=116202120850989385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116202120850989385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116202120850989385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2006/10/i-got-published.aspx' title='I got published!'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-116187294839773343</id><published>2006-10-26T10:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T10:29:08.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The moods are shifting...</title><content type='html'>My fellow Americans, it’s official now: We live in a fascist nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lewrockwell.com/callahan/callahan160.html"&gt;http://www.lewrockwell.com/callahan/callahan160.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like Callahan are reduced to boldly going where very few have the courage to go. I just hope we can turn this around before we end up regretting our apathy later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish people could see what I see everyday, to see how people here live. To see how people interact. To see the Beauty of this place that so many believe is wrought with terrorists and violent dogs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The state of the world today does not look promising, for anyone. Including the poor Aussies and their vegemite row.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-116187294839773343?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/116187294839773343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=116187294839773343&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116187294839773343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116187294839773343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2006/10/moods-are-shifting.aspx' title='The moods are shifting...'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-116145777394094163</id><published>2006-10-21T15:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T15:25:39.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I liked the US better when they were Democratic</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uqxmPjB0WSs" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Habeas Corpus is the final straw. If the world does not wake up, if the American people do not wake up, then tomorrow you nor I may ever again, wake up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-116145777394094163?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/116145777394094163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=116145777394094163&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116145777394094163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116145777394094163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2006/10/i-liked-us-better-when-they-were.aspx' title='I liked the US better when they were Democratic'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-116083964070090442</id><published>2006-10-14T10:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T11:27:21.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Monopoly Micro-cosm</title><content type='html'>The state of the world, played out like junior monopoly figures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night we got out the cheap knock off black-market version of Monopoly and set out to begin playing. 4 players. 4 perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game began slow as usual, property being bought up left, right and centre, small arrangements were being made between water-works and utilities (both players made a deal to not charge each other rent if they land on each others spaces.&lt;br /&gt;As the game moved on, luck as it would have it, started out a slight imbalance between the players, those who landed on the right spots, got to buy them up, others continuously landed on community chest, or take a chance... or worse even.. TAX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it happened, the whole stablility of the game got thrown off and out of control by one player who landed on the jackpot known as 'Free Parking'. In a quick scramble to try and restabilize power, a quick 3 person coalition was formed with the mission to re-balance power, and help develop the weakest players land rights through interest free loans on land purchases.&lt;br /&gt;It worked well, the game played on, and every so often a coalition member would land on a Hotel owned land, and had to pay up the big bucks. Together we pooled our resources and saved each other from this impending doom. Finally the coalition came through and the power situation shifted, the hotels down graded to 2 house. However, before one could rejoice, a second power emerged! - Immediatly breaking the coalition this player charged an unprepared member rent on a property that used to be freezone... a few moves later and a new hegemony had emerged twice as powerful as the one before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend becomes the foe, and the foe becomes the friend as a new coalition emerges...&lt;br /&gt;This coalition strengthened beyond all means by pooling all resources into one entity, controled by the weakest player from before.  Forced into some unique property trading and flipping of houses, we managed to keep afloat for a good hour, until luck turned against us and we landed on new foes hotels....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its now 3:30 am and we are ending this game because the 2 for 1 zinger deal is on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-116083964070090442?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/116083964070090442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=116083964070090442&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116083964070090442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116083964070090442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2006/10/monopoly-micro-cosm.aspx' title='The Monopoly Micro-cosm'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-116083181709744847</id><published>2006-10-14T09:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T09:16:57.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A vision for the future...</title><content type='html'>"My fondest dream is th some day our next generations, our children and grandchildren, will go to the museums to see what poverty was like because there will no longer be any on this planet. And they will accuse us, their forefathers, for letting it continue until the 21st century -because there is no good reason why it should have continued. I believe that day will come. I believe we can create a poverty -free world. I am sure many of you do, and many of you who do not believe now will soon believe in it. And together, we'll create a poverty-free world.   "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Muhammad Yunus, Nobeal Peace Prize Winner 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See his whole moving speech here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.grameen-info.org/mcredit/timeline.html"&gt;http://www.grameen-info.org/mcredit/timeline.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-116083181709744847?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/116083181709744847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=116083181709744847&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116083181709744847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116083181709744847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2006/10/vision-for-future.aspx' title='A vision for the future...'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-116020321951066655</id><published>2006-10-07T02:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T02:42:10.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>more inconvenient truths</title><content type='html'>So sparking the global warming debate all over again, Al Gore has successful put the issue on the tongues of those interested. Another thing that sparked is the opposition movement. Its a funny thing, even truth has an opposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of my views i'll leave you to your own conculsions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is a website launched by sourcewatch which aims to dig up the truth behind media and ads. This particular review looks at the Competitive Enterprise Institute, a neo-liberal think tank that drives free-market policy. Sourcewatch accuses CEI of lying to the public in order to drive big business profits. One of its biggest campaigns is to confuse consumers about the global warming debate by trying to convince us that CO2 is a good thing, and that in fact the ice caps are getting thicker. ???.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sourcewatch.org/index.php?title=Competitive_Enterprise_Institute"&gt;http://www.sourcewatch.org/index.php?title=Competitive_Enterprise_Institute&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of democracy do we live in that the elite continues to exploit and twist information like a dictator to push their own greedy interests? You cannot have a successful democracy or true free market without truth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-116020321951066655?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/116020321951066655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=116020321951066655&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116020321951066655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/116020321951066655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2006/10/more-inconvenient-truths.aspx' title='more inconvenient truths'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-115929724713359677</id><published>2006-09-26T14:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T15:00:47.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Inconvenient Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;table xmlns="http://purl.org/atom/ns#" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=6828541085076068437&amp;amp;hl=en" style="width:400px; height:326px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr/&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;The newest commercial for An Inconvenient Truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a must watch film, and its an even bigger must -call to action- event.&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-115929724713359677?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/115929724713359677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=115929724713359677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/115929724713359677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/115929724713359677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2006/09/inconvenient-truth.aspx' title='An Inconvenient Truth'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-115913136174166326</id><published>2006-09-24T16:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T16:56:01.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chavez' Speech</title><content type='html'>Probably a highlight of this years UN summit. Mr. Chavez speaks quite boldly about his opinions of the world, and specifically of the leaders he believes is responsible for its inbalance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share this not because it is Anti-American, but because it is one of those times in History where the world changes from this point on, and everyone on either side of the American Debate should read this. Everyday more and more leaders are adding their voice, this is a powerful moment in history, I just hope it doesn't end up adding to the violence that already exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aljazeera.com/cgi-bin/review/article_full_story.asp?service_ID=11971"&gt;http://www.aljazeera.com/cgi-bin/review/article_full_story.asp?service_ID=11971&lt;/a&gt;#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-115913136174166326?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/115913136174166326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=115913136174166326&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/115913136174166326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/115913136174166326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2006/09/chavez-speech.aspx' title='Chavez&apos; Speech'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764249.post-115851229059010047</id><published>2006-09-17T12:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T12:58:10.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my profile on the MC Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mcpakistan.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/kurtjuani-756044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://mcpakistan.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/kurtjuani-747593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name:&lt;/strong&gt; Kurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nickname(s):&lt;/strong&gt; Neoka, Beto, Flirt, Kurtacious, King Kurt, the Gora,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Languages Spoken:&lt;/strong&gt; Spanish, English, French, basic Italian, German, soon to be Urdu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Countries Visited Because of AIESEC&lt;/strong&gt;: Germany, Belgium, Netherlands, UK, Kenya, Mexico, Costa Rica, El Salvador, UAE, Pakistan, Poland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite colour and why:&lt;/strong&gt; Green, green is the colour or my eyes, of the vegetables that are healthy, of the forests that let us breathe, of the grass that is left, of the label that means 'organic', and of course... Pakola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you wanted to BE when you were a Child:&lt;/strong&gt; I wanted to be a doctor, my dad brought me home a doctor kit when i ws 5. I worshiped that kit more than anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, what do you want to do when you grow up:&lt;/strong&gt; I want to help people, to help them see their potential in anything and everything they want to do in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Book:&lt;/strong&gt; Ishmael, The Prophet, Warriors of The Light, Alchemist, 7 Habits of Highly Effective People , Execution, The Map of Love, Grapes of Wrath, The Giver, The Hobbit, The teachings of Don Juan, Finger Prints of the Gods, 1984, Brave New World, The End of Poverty, How to Change the World, Race Against Time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Movie:&lt;/strong&gt; Kingdom of Heaven, Crash, Last Samurai, the corporation, House of Flying Daggers, Rang de Basanti, Kal ho Naa ho, V for vendetta, beyond borders, constant gardner, Davinci Code, Disney and Pixar movies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What song is stuck in your head right now:&lt;/strong&gt; Ven bailalo, Hoja Blanco, Let the Music Play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why I joined AIESEC:&lt;/strong&gt; I joined AIESEC to go on many short term internships to get more international experience so I will be more employable in the future... I have yet to go on those short term internships, and im more employable than ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Passions:&lt;/strong&gt; I am very passionate about youth leadership and activating individual actions that can change the world. I love reading or watching stories of history, and ancient folklore, and most of all I am passionate about finding the hidden truth in all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kurt 2010&lt;/strong&gt;: I am back in Pakistan, Islamabad actually, its end of February and I am with my team for our second reunion. This night is different, we are all dressed in traditional clothing and we are welcoming delegates from all over the world to opening ceremony of International Presidents Meeting 2010.&lt;br /&gt;This year has been huge for me, ive launched my youth dialogue campaign in 110 countries now. My second large feature documentary is staged to be released in March. I have been working for various projects for the past couple years, and now have my own foundation. Its a small start up, but it provides smart microcredit to rural women. I have a strong balance in my life, relationship, spiritual and physical-self. On weekends I spend time at a community farm, and some evenings I do crisis counseling for teens. I still travel a lot, which I still enjoy, especially since there is so much in this world to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6764249-115851229059010047?l=neoka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mcpakistan.nomadlife.org' title='my profile on the MC Blog'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/115851229059010047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764249&amp;postID=115851229059010047&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/115851229059010047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764249/posts/default/115851229059010047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neoka.nomadlife.org/2006/09/my-profile-on-mc-blog.aspx' title='my profile on the MC Blog'/><author><name>Kurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03998127315091596219'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry></feed>