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Message to the people of Japan & to all who had to battle tremors in all parts of the world

“At the centre of the Earth I’ll split apart

(En medio de la tierra apartaré)

“the emeralds to catch a glimpse of you

(las esmeraldas para divisarte)

“and there you will be like a stalk of flower

(y tú estarás copiando las espigas)

“with messages like water overflowing from pen”

(con una pluma de agua mensajera.)

– Pablo Neruda (translation tweaked by blog admin)

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IF YOU’RE LOOKING FOR A LOVED ONE OR A FRIEND

IN THE EARTHQUAKE-AFFECTED AREAS

IN JAPAN, CLICK ON THE LINK, “People-Finder” in Google. Blog admin embedded the links here, below: FROM the GOOGLE PAGE:

Person Finder: 2011 Japan Earthquake

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the following links from Google may also help you trace the location and find out about the safety of relatives and friends in Japan

Disaster message boards

· WILLCOM disaster message board

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and did you “feel the earth move under your feet”? (FYI, earthquake, Metro Manila, 45 mins ago)

We were having iced naicha (a milky kind of  tea) — on the mellowest earthquake, probably only the cats noticed. (FYI, the news agencies reported an earthquake hit Metro Manila at 1:29pm today, or about 45 minutes ago. ) Maybe if i were on my precarious tree pose (ashtanga) perched on a cliff, i’d feel it (or more precisely, i’d fall). maybe we could conduct an experiment where humans could try being able to detect the slightest, most imperceptible   tremors by balancing  themselves (ourselves) on tree poses, atop rocks, waiting, waiting, waiting, for the end of the world — but wouldn’t that be an awful waste of time; live to the fullest and without regret

(don’t second-guess, over spilt  naicha, it’s a useless activity)

(i’m blabbering again; still pushing paper, can’t be useful to you, can i) I LIKE MY WALLPAPER (tiles) — IT’S A GLASS ROOF (photo by Myra Lambino-Ramos) — nobody appreciates my visual metaphors, boo-hoo, hu-hu-hu (wailing and weeping again)

— who builds glass roofs — get it?