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The Pharmacopic scam lies exposed…

April 15, 2014


The medical industry is truly at a terrible juncture. I know good people working in it….oblivious to the system that created them and whence it came from.

Modern hospitals, cold, white, stainless steel, plastic, anti-septic, cold….no amount of lipstick like gaudy playrooms and fancy receptions can absolve this industry of what it has wrought on humanity.

Clearly the majority of it’s workers are drones, but clearly not all of them.

Just read this essay below from the Centre for Disease Control, another feared three letter US agency….the implications of what this means, from every perspective you can think of….legal, ethical, humanistic….it boggles the mind that it is allowed to continue purely for profit…


This is the part that got me searching, unbelievable…

. This new finding shows that more than 40 people die every day from overdoses involving narcotic pain relievers like hydrocodone (Vicodin), methadone, oxycodone (OxyContin), and oxymorphone (Opana).

Overdoses involving prescription painkillers are at epidemic levels and now kill more Americans than heroin and cocaine combined

The essay….


Prescription painkiller overdoses at epidemic levels

Kill more Americans than heroin and cocaine combined

The death toll from overdoses of prescription painkillers has more than tripled in the past decade, according to an analysis in the CDC Vital Signs report released today from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. This new finding shows that more than 40 people die every day from overdoses involving narcotic pain relievers like hydrocodone (Vicodin), methadone, oxycodone (OxyContin), and oxymorphone (Opana).

“Overdoses involving prescription painkillers are at epidemic levels and now kill more Americans than heroin and cocaine combined, ” said CDC Director Thomas Frieden, M.D., M.P.H. “States, health insurers, health care providers and individuals have critical roles to play in the national effort to stop this epidemic of overdoses while we protect patients who need prescriptions to control pain. ”

The increased use of prescription painkillers for nonmedical reasons (without a prescription for the high they cause), along with growing sales, has contributed to the large number of overdoses and deaths. In 2010, 1 in every 20 people in the United States age 12 and older—a total of 12 million people—reported using prescription painkillers nonmedically according to the National Survey on Drug Use and Health. Based on the data from the Drug Enforcement Administration, sales of these drugs to pharmacies and health care providers have increased by more than 300 percent since 1999.

“Prescription drug abuse is a silent epidemic that is stealing thousands of lives and tearing apart communities and families across America, ” said Gil Kerlikowske, Director of National Drug Control PolicyExternal Web Site Icon.  “From day one, we have been laser–focused on this crisis by taking a comprehensive public health and public safety approach.  All of us have a role to play. Health care providers and patients should be educated on the risks of prescription painkillers. And parents and grandparents can take time today to properly dispose of any unneeded or expired medications from the home and to talk to their kids about the misuse and abuse of prescription….



to re-quote from an earlier piece…


The poppy fields of bagrammmmmmmmmmm…..

where does it go?

Don’t you know?

Some call it snow……

Like powder

this is my


and this is my


now run

that through your nose

strike a pose

with a gun

well done

well done


well done….

We should ponder our doings deeply!

There is no fault or blame, just the opportunity to change directions….

Stay balanced, these are tense astrological times through the 23rd of April…

Hugs all around,



Kill the blog-O-sphere…..

April 14, 2014


Today is my day, pre blood-moon power day, to send out a request to all my blogging friends across the world.

I noticed the word Blog-O-Sphere recently, because it itched.

It used to be the blog-sphere.

See the difference?

I am a contributing member of the blog-o-sphere….

I am a contributing member of the blog-sphere…

You see what someone did?

They put the O (Zero) right in the middle of the sharp and edgy blog-sphere.

Doesn’t it sound bloated?

I see the blogsphere as the sword of the collective mind:

Blog-O-sphere feels like a Balloon:

Surreal and weird energy above, nein?

Formless, reaching, all those cuff-linked hands….

So, please, make a statement tomorrow, let us re-lease the bloated blog-O-sphere to whence it came and go back to being….in the blogsphere?

Names are verrrrry important, very very important.

Would you buy a Car from FerrOri?


Let us collectively puncture the balloon of the bloated one and go back to being lean and never really mean, just real…



I ex-press into the blogsphere….

Thanks all around for making this a widely shared thought-form, meme, ii, eye-eye, aye-aye…..

Balance to One and One….



W(h)ither Humanna?

March 31, 2014


For some reason, this phrase has been ringing in my ear today.

Take Care, Care Taker….

The larger theme that has been running through my mind is that of our role here…..we are too wise and too weak (relatively, any animal our size/weight can rip us to shreds) to be anything but wise caretakers. Animal husbandry suggests a marriage, does it not?

Then I found this via a comment on ZeroHedge:

The Lowest Animal

By: Mark Twain.



I have been studying the traits and dispositions of the lower animals (so-called), and contrasting them with the traits and dispositions of man.  I find the result humiliating to me.  For it obliges me to renounce my allegiance to the Darwinian theory of the Ascent of Man from the Lower Animals; since it now seems plain to me that the theory ought to be vacated in favor of a new and truer one, this new and truer one to be named the Descent of Man from the Higher Animals.


In proceeding toward this unpleasant conclusion I have not guessed or speculated or conjectured, but have used what is com¬monly called the scientific method.  That is to say, I have sub¬jected every postulate that presented itself to the crucial test of actual experiment, and have adopted it or rejected it according to the result.  Thus I verified and established each step of my course in its turn before advancing to the next.  These experiments were made in the London Zoological Gardens, and covered many months of painstaking and fatiguing work.


Before particularizing any of the experiments, I wish to state one or two things, which seem to more properly belong in this place than further along.  This, in the interest of clearness.  The massed experiments established to my satisfaction certain gener¬alizations, to wit:


1. That the human race is of one distinct species.  It exhibits slight variations (in color, stature, mental caliber, and so on) due to climate, environment, and so forth; but it is a species by itself, and not to be confounded with any other.


2. That the quadrupeds are a distinct family, also.  This fam¬ily exhibits variations (in color, size, food preferences, and so on; but it is a family by itself).


3. That the other families (the birds, the fishes, the insects, the reptiles, etc.) are more or less distinct, also.  They are in the procession.  They are links in the chain, which stretches down from the higher animals to man at the bottom.


Some of my experiments were quite curious.  In the course of my reading I had come across a case where, many years ago, some hunters on our Great Plains organized a buffalo hunt for the entertainment of an English earl.  They had charming sport.  They killed seventy-two of those great animals; and ate part of one of them and left the seventy-one to rot.  In order to determine the differ¬ence between an anaconda and an earl (if any) I caused seven young calves to be turned into the anaconda’s cage.  The grateful reptile immediately crushed one of them and swallowed it, then lay back satisfied.  It showed no further interest in the calves, and no disposition to harm them.  I tried this experiment with other anacondas; always with the same result.  The fact stood proven that the difference between an earl and an anaconda is that the earl is cruel and the anaconda isn’t; and that the earl wantonly destroys what he has no use for, but the anaconda doesn’t.  This seemed to suggest that the anaconda was not descended from the earl.  It also seemed to suggest that the earl was descended from the anaconda, and had lost a good deal in the transition.


I was aware that many men who have accumulated more millions of money than they can ever use have shown a rabid hunger for more, and have not scrupled to cheat the ignorant and the helpless out of their poor servings in order to partially appease that appetite.  I furnished a hundred different kinds of wild and tame animals the opportunity to accumulate vast stores of food, but none of them would do it.  The squirrels and bees and certain birds made accumulations, but stopped when they had gathered a winter s supply, and could not be persuaded to add to it either honestly or by chicane.  In order to bolster up a tottering reputa¬tion the ant pretended to store up supplies, but I was not de¬ceived.  I know the ant.  These experiments convinced me that there is this difference between man and the higher animals: he is avaricious and miserly; they are not.


In the course of my experiments I convinced myself that among the animals man is the only one that harbors insults and injuries, broods over them, waits till a chance offers, then takes revenge.  The passion of revenge is unknown to the higher animals.


Roosters keep harems, but it is by consent of their concu¬bines; therefore no wrong is done.  Men keep harems but it is by brute force, privileged by atrocious laws, which the other sex was allowed no hand in making.  In this matter man occupies a far lower place than the rooster.


Cats are loose in their morals, but not consciously so.  Man, in his descent from the cat, has brought the cats looseness with him but has left the unconsciousness behind (the saving grace which excuses the cat).  The cat is innocent, man is not.


Indecency, vulgarity, obscenity (these are strictly confined to man); he invented them.  Among the higher animals there is no trace of them.  They hide nothing; they are not ashamed. Man, with his soiled mind, covers himself.  He will not even enter a drawing room with his breast and back naked, so alive are he and his mates to indecent suggestion.  Man is The Animal that Laughs. But so does the monkey, as Mr. Darwin pointed out; and so does the Australian bird that is called the laughing jackass.  No!  Man is the Animal that Blushes.  He is the only one that does it or has occasion to.


At the head of this article we see how three monks were burnt to death a few days ago, and a prior put to death with atrocious cruelty.  Do we inquire into the details?  No; or we should find out that the prior was subjected to unprintable muti¬lations.  Man (when he is a North American Indian) gouges out his prisoners eyes; when he is King John, with a nephew to render untroublesome, he uses a red-hot iron; when he is a reli¬gious zealot dealing with heretics in the Middle Ages, he skins his captive alive and scatters salt on his back; in the first Richards time he shuts up a multitude of Jew families in a tower and sets fire to it; in Columbus’s time he captures a family of Spanish Jews and (but that is not printable; in our day in England a man is fined ten shillings for beating his mother nearly to death with a chair, and another man is fined forty shillings for having four pheasant eggs in his possession without being able to satisfacto¬rily explain how he got them). Of all the animals, man is the only one that is cruel.  He is the only one that inflicts pain for the pleasure of doing it.  It is a trait that is not known to the higher animals.  The cat plays with the frightened mouse; but she has this excuse, that she does not know that the mouse is suffering.  The cat is moderate (inhumanly moderate: she only scares the mouse, she does not hurt it; she doesn’t dig out its eyes, or tear off its skin, or drive splinters under its nails) man-fashion; when she is done playing with it she makes a sudden meal of it and puts it out of its trouble.  Man is  the Cruel Animal.  He is alone in that distinction.


The higher animals engage in individual fights, but never in organized masses.  Man is the only animal that deals in that atrocity of atrocities, War.  He is the only one that gathers his brethren about him and goes forth in cold blood and with calm pulse to exterminate his kind.  He is the only animal that for sordid wages will march out, as the Hessians did in our Revolu-tion, and as the boyish Prince Napoleon did in the Zulu war, and help to slaughter strangers of his own species who have done him no harm and with whom he has no quarrel.


Man is the only animal that robs his helpless fellow of his country takes possession of it and drives him out of it or destroys him.  Man has done this in all the ages.  There is not an acre of ground on the globe that is in possession of its rightful owner, or that has not been taken away from owner after owner, cycle after cycle, by force and bloodshed.


Man is the only Slave.  And he is the only animal who en¬slaves.  He has always been a slave in one form or another, and has always held other slaves in bondage under him in one way or another.  In our day he is always some mans slave for wages, and does that mans work; and this slave has other slaves under him for minor wages, and they do his work.  The higher animals are the only ones who exclusively do their own work and provide their own living.


Man is the only Patriot.  He sets himself apart in his own country, under his own flag, and sneers at the other nations, and keeps multitudinous uniformed assassins on hand at heavy ex¬pense to grab slices of other peoples countries, and keep them from grabbing slices of his.  And in the intervals between cam¬paigns, he washes the blood off his hands and works for the universal brotherhood of man, with his mouth.


Man is the Religious Animal.  He is the only Religious Ani¬mal.  He is the only animal that has the True Religion, several of them.  He is the only animal that loves his neighbor as himself, and cuts his throat if his theology isn’t straight.  He has made a graveyard of the globe in trying his honest best to smooth his brother’s path to happiness and heaven.  He was at it in the time of the Caesars, he was at it in Mahomet’s time, he was at it in the time of the Inquisition, he was at it in France a couple of cen¬turies, he was at it in England in Mary’s day, he has been at it ever since he first saw the light, he is at it today in Crete (as per the telegrams quoted above) he will be at it somewhere else tomor¬row.  The higher animals have no religion.  And we are told that they are going to be left out, in the Hereafter.  I wonder why?  It seems questionable taste.


Man is the Reasoning Animal.  Such is the claim.  I think it is open to dispute.  Indeed, my experiments have proven to me that he is the Unreasoning Animal.  Note his history, as sketched above.  It seems plain to me that whatever he is he is not a reasoning animal.  His record is the fantastic record of a maniac.  I consider that the strongest count against his intelligence is the fact that with that record back of him he blandly sets himself up as the head animal of the lot: whereas by his own standards he is the bottom one.



In truth, man is incurably foolish.  Simple things which the other animals easily learn, he is incapable of learning.  Among my experiments was this.  In an hour I taught a cat and a dog to be friends.  I put them in a cage.  In another hour I taught them to be friends with a rabbit.  In the course of two days I was able to add a fox, a goose, a squirrel and some doves.  Finally a monkey.  They lived together in peace; even affectionately.



Next, in another cage I confined an Irish Catholic from Tipperary, and as soon as he seemed tame I added a Scotch Presbyterian from Aberdeen.  Next a Turk from Constantinople; a Greek Christian from Crete; an Armenian; a Methodist from the wilds of Arkansas; a Buddhist from China; a Brahman from Benares. Finally, a Salvation Army Colonel from Wapping.  Then I stayed away two whole days.  When I came back to note results, the cage of Higher Animals was all right, but in the other there was but a chaos of gory odds and ends of turbans and fezzes and plaids and bones and flesh not a specimen left alive.  These Reasoning Animals had disagreed on a theological detail and carried the matter to a Higher Court.


One is obliged to concede that in true loftiness of character, Man cannot claim to approach even the meanest of the Higher Animals.  It is plain that he is constitutionally incapable of ap¬proaching that altitude; that he is constitutionally afflicted with a Defect, which must make such approach forever impossible, for it is manifest that this defect is permanent in him, indestructible, ineradicable.



I find this Defect to be the Moral Sense.  He is the only animal that has it.  It is the secret of his degradation.  It is the quality, which enables him to do wrong.  It has no other office.  It is in capable of performing any other function.  It could never hate been intended to perform any other.  Without it, man could do no wrong.  He would rise at once to the level of the Higher Animals.


Since the Moral Sense has but the one office, the one capacity (to enable man to do wrong) it is plainly without value to him.  It is as valueless to him as is disease.  In fact, it manifestly is a disease.  Rabies is bad, but it is not so bad as this disease.  Rabies enables a man to do a thing, which he could not do when in a healthy state: kill his neighbor with a poisonous bite.  NC) one is the better man for having rabies: The Moral Sense enables a man to do wrong.  It enables him to do wrong in a thousand ways.  Rabies is an innocent disease, compared to the Moral Sense.  No one, then, can be the better man for having the Moral Sense.  What now, do we find the Primal Curse to have been?  Plainly what it was in the beginning: the infliction upon man of the Moral Sense; the ability to distinguish good from evil; and with it, necessarily, the ability to do evil; for there can be no evil act without the presence of consciousness of it in the doer of it.


And so I find that we have descended and degenerated, from some far ancestor (some microscopic atom wandering at its pleasure between the mighty horizons of a drop of water perchance) insect by insect, animal by animal, reptile by reptile, down the long highway of smirch less innocence, till we have reached the bottom stage of development (namable as the Human Being).  Below us, nothing.





DE EVolute…

DoEs it even matter?

I watched a couple select a sickly looking chicken from a crowded cage filled with other such birds. Morbidly, I watched the process through to slaughter.

Mark is on the mark in too many uncomfortable ways.

In hindu creation epics, we are re-created from adi-shesha, the remnant of the great ten headed snake at the end of every great turning, or kalpa.

There you go….





My TEDx Talk….

March 23, 2014


As I had posted earlier, I’d done a TEDx talk on Unperformance.

This is what it looked/felt/sounded like:

Click on the picture below to go to the youtube page….


If called, do pass that link on, comment there or here….



We know little….Evolution…what?

March 18, 2014



Me, I’m just watching…..wondering at what little provocation, mostly manufactured, it takes for humans to start killing other humans.

In the name of the state, of the culture, of the morality, of the thin skin or the fat head….

Or seemingly even less lofty reasons than that.

Evolution? I observe evolved behaviour in the animal kingdom everyday.

Preaching to the choir, I know.

So forget all this wiseacre-ing and just look at the image below.


i sense that being true is the only way to be in this time…

doo bee doo bee true….

the angle of repose is perilously close to slipping…




A startling realization….

March 13, 2014



does it look

from your


I climbed high

To get a new


And I did…..















One thousand year metal

barely rusted

We’ve foolishly trusted


for it was done sans cement















A thousand years

Stacked stones


Temples, long forgotten















For a moment there

I was the King

Of the Hill…
















Cannons of olde...














The ancients of ancients

Breathed through their feet…

Yadgir fort…check it out…

More soon….

Stay grounded….time is on a tear…




Getting interesting….

March 2, 2014
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Greetings all around.

Life is getting very interesting. I was a part of Tedx yesterday. I’m sure you’ve all/mostly heard of TED talks.

I gave mine yesterday….

Photo: We are pleased to announce the name of our tenth and last speaker for TEDxNMIMSBangalore 2014- Vivek Chaturvedi

Will post the video as it gets released/ready.

Interesting times. It’s all happening very organically.

I got to speak on what it means to unperform :-)



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