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Never never lands

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A long while  back, I heard of a place called the never never land, it intrigued me, it had a strange sort of vastness and unreality that was very alluring for me then and   I fell in love with the name.


Actually the name came off the Australian out- back and seems to have crept into the works of J.M. Barrie, A guy I like for the few stories he wrote. He locates the never never land in the minds of children and says that all children have their own unique never never lands which may only have a family resemblance.

That is, one child may have a never never land as a lagoon with flamingoes flying over it while his brother may have the land as a flamingo with lagoons flying over it.


It’s a very plastic reality.



Never never lands


Now when we think of it

There are lands which we know nothing of.

We may visit them

And make acquaintance

They become real to us from then onwards


This  is a possibility

And I agree to that


But there are lands

Which only exist in incognito

Revered but unseen

They were never there in the first place

Not in the way they are thought of


It is amusing

Everyone realizes it

But goes on playing the little hide and seek


I love such lands

Not because they are real

Or unreal

Or even fit to be indulged in my meditations


But because others delight in them

And I am into others

And I like it like that.

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  1. that is a cool poem
    runs in circles and reminds
    me of alan watts…

    Been listening to a lot of him lately! Thank You and Cheers! 🙂

    blissbait

    October 16, 2009 at 8:42 pm

    • And it’s very nice of you to say that too 🙂
      Thanks

      Alan Watts always delights me with his wonderful insights into the nature and target of our spiritual quest. One of the most lucid souls on the subject.

      Cheers to you and welcome to my site

      Sam

      October 18, 2009 at 1:19 pm

  2. dearest sam,
    i like this combination of prose and verse.. it makes the thing clear and romantic side by side. the idea of never land still charms me.. reminds me of those dreams i used to see when i read fairy tales.

    trisha

    October 17, 2009 at 7:49 pm

    • Thank you dearest Trisha for those lovely words. Yes, never never lands comes within the realm of fairy tales 🙂

      Sam

      October 18, 2009 at 1:22 pm

  3. enjoying a prolonged dipawali?

    trisha

    October 18, 2009 at 12:40 pm

  4. No, left to visit mom last morning and is back on computer now. We don’t really celebrate Dipawali much here.

    Sam

    October 18, 2009 at 1:27 pm

  5. dearest sam,

    🙂 the people of my locality love to burst crackers, i dont have much problem with that but i wonder where are the cops 🙂

    the crackers which they burst whole night through are certainly above decibel limit .

    trisha

    October 19, 2009 at 2:27 pm

  6. Used to enjoy it once.

    When a child, all my pocket money went to buy crackers. Got burned by them several times too.

    Now I think its a big waste of money. It pollutes the air too. You just don’t know the kind of stuff they ignite in our festivals. You would think its an earth quake 🙂

    Sam

    October 19, 2009 at 5:25 pm

  7. dearest sam,
    i too used to burst the worst crackers, that too i used to light them up and throw them 🙂 risking my fingers.. 🙂

    yes, i too agree with your views… its a horrible pollution, air and sound.

    i wish some strict and good replacement is soon found out.

    trisha

    October 20, 2009 at 4:17 pm

  8. In the west they cut out the sound bit I think only go for the display

    Sam

    October 20, 2009 at 5:39 pm

  9. dearest sam,

    i too prefer that, but those crackers cost a lot. people will buy them only if cheap crackers are completely banned… 😦

    trisha

    October 21, 2009 at 3:13 pm

  10. Yeah, I know. We are still a very poor economy 🙂

    Sam

    October 21, 2009 at 6:42 pm

  11. dearest sam,
    poor in economy and manners 🙂

    trisha

    October 22, 2009 at 3:00 pm

  12. Well may be, we are pagan, do not have the sophistication of some of the more developed cultures

    Sam

    October 22, 2009 at 4:40 pm

  13. then why dont we adapt them like we have adapted the vices of those cultures 🙂

    trisha

    October 25, 2009 at 7:25 am

  14. Yes, why couldn’t we? There is something needing analysis in this disinterest 🙂

    Sam

    October 25, 2009 at 12:09 pm

  15. we instantly adapted drinking and all sort of vices, but we still ignore punctuality, professional ethics, moral values, helping others..

    trisha

    October 25, 2009 at 4:43 pm

  16. I know. I once heard a theory( it is a bit abstruse) that our racial psyche in its heights of awareness failed to sacrifice our unconscious to our conscious ( the horse sacrifice , Aswamedha spoken of in the Brahadaranyaka) and hence is still in the claws of our unconscious which likes sloth and vice than activity and purpose.

    It regular terms it means that once we achieved spiritual greatness, we had nothing else to look forward to but the other side of the coin. We failed to translate that awareness into the field of social awareness :).

    Sam

    October 25, 2009 at 6:27 pm

  17. seems so.

    trisha

    October 27, 2009 at 3:26 pm

  18. Essacly 🙂

    Sam

    October 27, 2009 at 7:21 pm

  19. 🙂 eggzaktly 🙂

    trisha

    October 28, 2009 at 4:46 pm

  20. ig’zaktlee 🙂

    Sam

    October 28, 2009 at 5:37 pm

  21. ecksaktlee 🙂
    lets see how many permutation and combination we can make which will spell exactly 🙂

    trisha

    October 29, 2009 at 2:44 pm

  22. here goes one more

    Heksaklee 🙂

    Sam

    October 29, 2009 at 6:45 pm


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