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"It's the End of Days, Judgement Day, the End of the World, my friend. The Mayans knew about it, the Hopis, The Bible... kind of."
"Man, no wonder our lives is caught up in the daily superstition that the world is about to end, who gives a fuck? We never do listen, unless it comes with an 808, a melody and some hoes."
"According to Hindu cosmology, we're in the Kali Yuga, a dark period when the cow of history is balanced precariously on one leg, soon to topple. Then there are our new-age friends who believe that this December we're in for a global cage-rattling which, once the dust has settled, will usher in a great spiritual awakening. Most of this apocalyptic noise appears to be just wishful thinking on the part of people who find life too messy and uncertain for comfort, let alone for serenity and mirth. The truth, from my perspective, is that the world, indeed, is ending – and is also being reborn. It's been doing that all day, every day, forever. Each time we exhale, the world ends; when we inhale, there can be, if we allow it, rebirth and spiritual renewal. It all transpires inside of us. In our consciousness, in our hearts. All the time. Otherwise, ours is an old, old story with an interesting new wrinkle. Throughout most of our history, nothing – not flood, famine, plague, or new weapons – has endangered humanity one-tenth as much as the narcissistic ego, with its self-aggrandizing presumptions and its hell-hound spawn of fear and greed. The new wrinkle is that escalating advances in technology are nourishing the narcissistic ego the way chicken manure nourishes a rose bush, while exploding worldwide population is allowing its effects to multiply geometrically. Here's an idea: let's get over ourselves, buy a cherry pie, and go fall in love with life."
"tzuhtzjo:m uy-u:xlaju:n pik chan ajaw u:x uni:w uhto:m il[?] ye'ni/ye:n bolon yokte' ta chak joyaj"
"They tell us that the god of change, Bolon Yokte, will descend from the Black something and carry out . . . something." Stunned silence followed. "Something," Moore said. "What do you mean, something?" McCarter shrugged. "No one knows."
"Only two actual events are then described for this special date, being darkness and the descent of the god Bolon Yokte. If we are to make any sense of the reference to Bolon Yokte descending, we first need to take a look into the meaning of this particular gods' name and any special associations it has with earthly events."
"Bolon Yokte' is rarely mentioned but is thought to represent positive change and period endings. However, other scholars have attributed the deity to destruction, thus corraborating the fatalist doomsday view."
"Whatever Monument 6 has to tell us pertains to the dedication of the building associated with the sculpture. It has nothing to do with prophecy of the supposed dread events that await us in AD 2012. About that the Maya are notably silent … or, truth be told, a bit boring."
"It will happen, the witnessing of the display of Bolon-Yokte' in the great impersonation. This is actually much more than we should expect. Several Maya monumental texts look into the future, and the events 'prophesied' are almost always trivial: "It will be a Thursday, and Lord So-and-So's anniversary.""
Young though he was, his radiant energy produced such an impression of absolute reliability that Hedgewar made him the first sarkaryavah, or general secretary, of the RSS.
- Gopal Mukund Huddar
Largely because of the influence of communists in London, Huddar's conversion into an enthusiastic supporter of the fight against fascism was quick and smooth. The ease with which he crossed from one worldview to another betrays the fact that he had not properly understood the world he had grown in.
Huddar would have been 101 now had he been alive. But then centenaries are not celebrated only to register how old so and so would have been and when. They are usually celebrated to explore how much poorer our lives are without them. Maharashtrian public life is poorer without him. It is poorer for not having made the effort to recall an extraordinary life.
I regret I was not there to listen to Balaji Huddar's speech [...] No matter how many times you listen to him, his speeches are so delightful that you feel like listening to them again and again.
By the time he came out of Franco's prison, Huddar had relinquished many of his old ideas. He displayed a worldview completely different from that of the RSS, even though he continued to remain deferential to Hedgewar and maintained a personal relationship with him.