Alice in Wonderland

Alice in Wonderland is an all too familiar story—a story of fantastic magic realism. Let me add on to her stories. There is a cellar in Alice’ house with a secret passage in it which enables Alice on mystic flight.

One day Alice prized upon this passage and she fell into s strange land of fairies and dwarfs.

They asked her: ‘who are you’.

Alice replied: ‘I am Alice a School Girl’.

Then they said: ‘an important occasion s taking place in our country. We are electing a queen.’

Surprised Alice asked: ‘how’?

They replied: ‘we cast votes and the candidate who gets the least votes is elected’.

The fairy called: ‘You Know Other Things was elected as she got the lowest votes.’

Alice said: ‘This is a strange custom. In, my land it is the majority that gets voted.’

A dwarf replied: ‘It is the minority that is the least corrupt’.

Alice replied: ‘Fair enough, please let me go’.

The fairy cast her wand and lo Alice was transported from the cellar and back into her home.

The next day, Alice went down the cellar and she was transported into a land called Anarchy. King Anarchy Abacus was in rule there.

Alice asked them ‘who are you’?

Anarchy Abacus replied: ‘We are anarchists’.

Alice asked him: ‘What is anarchy’?

Anarchy Abacus replied: ‘Anarchy is as simple as tying our shoelaces. Anarchy is a lot of nonsense in language. Anarchists do not know the purpose and meaning of life. Any letter in our anarchy-language begins with I and ends in I.

Alice: ‘this is all very strange to me; I am going over to my house’.

Next day Alice went down the cellar. She was taken to strange land called: ‘philosophers of being’. King know-it-all greeted Alice warmly.

Alice asked King Know-it-all: ‘Sir what is your philosophy’?

King Know it all replied: ‘Ours is a philosophy of being.’

Alice asked him: ‘What is being?’

King- Know- it- all: ‘See Alice, we are confused about the meaning of being. Sometimes being is being. Sometimes being is non-being to being. Sometimes being is consciousness. Sometimes it is the chemicals triggered in the brain. Sometimes it is the soul.’

Alice: ‘This is even more complicated than the Algebra I learnt in school. Thanks for your revelations. I want to say bye bye now’.

The following day Alice slipped down through the cellar and came to a land of non-violence. She had a meeting with revolutionaries of the land.

Alice asked them: ‘What is the philosophy of non violence?’

A revolutionary named Do-it-right told: ‘we are a country yet to be freed from the yoke of colonial rule. We fight our oppressors with the weapons of truth and non violence. We are so passionate about non-violence that we don’t even hurt a fly.

Alice asked King Do-it-right: ‘When will your land get freedom’?

Do-it-right replied: ‘we are not sure: we are fighting for it.’

Then Alice departed from their land and climbed in cellar to reach her house.
Next day, Alice went down the cellar into another strange country called Mutiny.

The King there Mutiny-Massacre glanced at her with the look of hatred.

Alice asked Mutiny-Massacre: ‘explain to me what Mutiny is.’

King Mutiny-massacre replied: ‘Mutiny is rising against neighboring states and conquering them. Now our strategy is biological warfare.’

Alice asked Mutiny-Massacre: ‘what is biological warfare?’

King Mutiny Massacre replied: ‘We have created a virus called Corona which has spread the entire world and which is causing a great deal of sickness and death. Our plan is to destabilize nations.’

King Mutiny Massacre gave a cold, sarcastic, vicious, laugh.

Alice started Crying and said: ‘please get me out of here.
A fairy named –Do-good-to-all came to her rescue and transported her to the cellar and back to her home.

April 18th 2019

April 18, 2019
Morning roared to glory—a fiesta for the senses—grass lay like white pearls—mushrooms chirped— I thank God Jehovah for making my life beautiful.

I was able to complete the Autobiography My Story written by Kamala Das. I also finished another novel: The Tin Drum by Gunter Grass. I have lovely little library with a collection of Books, ranging from Fiction, Philosophy and poetry. Since the school is closed I have no work to do. I am able to idle around like a Sultan.

What is there to write? I wonder at the very statement! How does writing occur? Let’s look at writing from a Freudian point of view. A writer has to balance the ID with Ego and the Super Ego. The ID (the body’s desires) is sensual and erotic and the ego (culture and language assimilated) and the Superego (laws of the society) are to be in balance. In short the writer is an acrobat, tight-rope-walking on these three poles. At an earlier point of time my world view was different. I maintained the view: glorify the ID, deify the ego and subvert the super ego. If one goes according to that worldview there would be chaos and anarchy. Such an anarchic worldview was the one propounded by the existential Philosophers like Sartre and Camus. I have converted their existential nihilism into existential positivism. Let me explain it. An existential positivist has a purpose in being and therefore s/he is a purposist (purpose and ism). Life for Purposist lies in Valueablization (value and realization). Existential positivism is a new post-post modern philosophy with its involvement as constructive positivism. Life for the purposist is no longer the Sisyphus who rolls a boulder uphill only to find that the Gods have rolled it down. Life is no drudgery. Existential positivism belongs to the Philosophy of Value Epistemology. Another theme for Valublelization is Globalization. Globalization has so far taken place in the economic and cultural spheres. The ultimate form of Globalization should be the spread of peace, the abolition of weapons, absence of war and all nations being engaged dialogic compassion. Such a kind of globalization can be called Christablization (Christ and abilization). The Christian ethic of don’t beggar your neighbor but enrich him or her should become a reality. Post Post modernism from an ontological point of view lies in the realm of Value epistemology.

I came across a verse in the Gospel of John: “you can live off his generosity—he will pour a gift, a gift and a gift”. Lord Jehovah Jesus, my finances are running low. Grab a grain full of granary and replenish my purse and my bank account.

Evening passed by with the clouds forming a grey impressionistic canvas. Thunder grumbled and I am waiting for rain to occur.

I was thinking about the Holy Communion. Christ called his disciples and took some bread and broke it and said to them: ‘this is my body so eat it’. He took some wine and said to them: ‘this is my blood and drink it.’ I am wondering if the Holy Communion should be done by the clergy. Should it! My answer is no. Every day I take some bread and water and offer it as libation to Christ the savior.

It was cloudy for a long time. It has started raining now. How beautiful are the wet showers. Rain is pouring gently on the earth. Are they the tears of the sky? Is the sky weeping in joy? If you are tuned to nature you get rid of worries and sorrows of this world. Nature is God’s Gift. The robes of nature are more beautiful than Solomon’s robes.

According to Semitic religions like Judaism and Islam it is customary for males to get circumcised. One Muslim friend of mine told me to get circumcised. I did it for his satisfaction. Am I better off or worse? I don’t know. It was the Apostle Paul who said that the gentiles need not be circumcised.

Elections are round the corner. There are three major parties contesting elections. They are left, the Congress and the far right. The far right want to make India into religious country. The left party is a party with fallen ideals and who won’t get a majority. Which party should a secular person vote for? We should vote for a party promoting liberal, secular ideals.