When brainwashed mankind blindly follows received doctrines and unquestioned information, it is sucked into a kind of dumb charades, often inextricably, conveying nothing but despair for itself.
Wanton, how man has your grace forsook,
Spurring earthen toys to games of war;
When your name he has erringly bled
In the careless ooze of unctuous gore;
With false truths, and no regrets,
His rallying calls on trumpets blare,
And, following blindly, the man-herd
Plays its dumb charades of much despair.
Friday, January 26, 2007
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About Me
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- Ronnie Patel
- Viimsi (Tallinn), Harjumaa, Estonia
- Born in Bombay prior to independence of India from the British, Ronnie Patel spent several years of his life in London of the fifties and sixties. During that time and since, sometimes in turn, sometimes concomitantly, he became company executive, businessman: fashion garments and poultry farming, actor, film-maker, writer and poet. He has lived and travelled extensively round the world for business and pleasure, and has been an exemplary generalist. Except for the occasional forays, he retired from active corporate and business life well over a decade ago, even to shed, at last, the ubiquitous euphemism: consultant. Among his other interests, which include scuba-diving, golf and bridge he has recently taken up oil painting.
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