Sunday, March 13, 2005
"I have a Dream"
This is part of the famous speech by Martin Luther King Jr.
The whole speech can be found in: http://www.americanrhetoric.com/speeches/Ihaveadream.htm
I got to see is speech in PBC and man, he is the best...
"Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.
Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.
And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together."²
This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.
With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning:
My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.
Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride,
From every mountainside, let freedom ring!
And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.
And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.
Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.
Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.
Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.
But not only that:
Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.
Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.
From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:
Free at last! free at last!
Thank God Almighty, we are free at last! "
The whole speech can be found in: http://www.americanrhetoric.com/speeches/Ihaveadream.htm
I got to see is speech in PBC and man, he is the best...
"Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.
Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.
And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together."²
This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.
With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning:
My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.
Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride,
From every mountainside, let freedom ring!
And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.
And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.
Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.
Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.
Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.
But not only that:
Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.
Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.
From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:
Free at last! free at last!
Thank God Almighty, we are free at last! "
Thursday, March 03, 2005
Ayyanar Vratham
Date: 03/03/2005
Place: India
I've always been amused by Ayyanar... Ayyanar is the Indian god for some selected group of villages in South India - he stands tall outside the village in an effort to protect te village. People usually beleive he is the strictest God and kindest, if you are true.
We do the following fasting ritual every year in March.
We stop eating non vegetarian, fried food, fermented anything from 03/08... then, mythically, Ayyanar goes to forest for hunting ("vettai") to the forest on 03/20... when he comes back on 03/25 he comes with good vettai (animals?)... ppl mimick that by walking thru forest w/ "kavadi"... Kavadi is a heavy weight teak-wooden structure decorated with peacock feathers, colorful clothes and flowers. The walk is the real test for patience and durability since it involves carrying this heavy weight kavadi for 14 miles walking in barefeet on scorching sun. Every year, one member, in round-robin selection, in the family takes the kavadi while others walk around him.
when the chosen guy takes kavadi, the family will make him sit alone in a madam (village common place) with water and snacks aside. He would fast the whole day... the family will leave to make other arrangements and to take a
sumptuous meal. In the afternoon, the family will come back to offer prayers and the chosen guy lifts the Kavadi and walk back to temple... 14 miles... w/ just a waist (yep, no shirt, no sandals:) his whole body will be covered in sandal paste..
The whole village ppl will fall on his legs, considering him a reprentative of God, to get blessings. Once the temple is reached, he's all tired, takes good food/sleep..
when he gets up - he will have all that missed for a month - morning starts w/ hot idli (rice cake) and 'kudal kichadi' (lamb intestine curry) :)""
By God's wish, I took the kavadi in Mar 2002...
Place: India
I've always been amused by Ayyanar... Ayyanar is the Indian god for some selected group of villages in South India - he stands tall outside the village in an effort to protect te village. People usually beleive he is the strictest God and kindest, if you are true.
We do the following fasting ritual every year in March.
We stop eating non vegetarian, fried food, fermented anything from 03/08... then, mythically, Ayyanar goes to forest for hunting ("vettai") to the forest on 03/20... when he comes back on 03/25 he comes with good vettai (animals?)... ppl mimick that by walking thru forest w/ "kavadi"... Kavadi is a heavy weight teak-wooden structure decorated with peacock feathers, colorful clothes and flowers. The walk is the real test for patience and durability since it involves carrying this heavy weight kavadi for 14 miles walking in barefeet on scorching sun. Every year, one member, in round-robin selection, in the family takes the kavadi while others walk around him.
when the chosen guy takes kavadi, the family will make him sit alone in a madam (village common place) with water and snacks aside. He would fast the whole day... the family will leave to make other arrangements and to take a
sumptuous meal. In the afternoon, the family will come back to offer prayers and the chosen guy lifts the Kavadi and walk back to temple... 14 miles... w/ just a waist (yep, no shirt, no sandals:) his whole body will be covered in sandal paste..
The whole village ppl will fall on his legs, considering him a reprentative of God, to get blessings. Once the temple is reached, he's all tired, takes good food/sleep..
when he gets up - he will have all that missed for a month - morning starts w/ hot idli (rice cake) and 'kudal kichadi' (lamb intestine curry) :)""
By God's wish, I took the kavadi in Mar 2002...
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