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Nightmare at Dey Krahorm: Forced Eviction in the Heart of Phnom Penh


Ok today i want to highlight the plight of certain Cambodians in Dey krahorm (Phnom Penh.) The entire village was forcefully evicted from thier land to make way for construction. These villagers stood up for their rights, their homes and their livelyhoods (markets and stalls were destroyed as well) but were attacked and maliciously forced to abandon thier community. 

A corporation called 7NG is responsible due to their expansion and business development.

Below is the report, images and video of January 24th 2009.

http://www.licadho-cambodia.org/articles/20090208/85/index.html




Published on February 8, 2009 In the early morning hours of Saturday January 24, 2009 approximately 500 demolition workers escorted by 300 mixed police in full riot gear surrounded the community of Dey Krahorm. Their mission, to forcibly evict the approximately 400 families that were living on the disputed land in the heart of Phnom Penh. 

At 6am the police armed with electric and steel batons, wooden sticks, tear gas, water cannons and guns moved towards the remaining Dey Khrahorm families who had erected barricades and stood defiantly in front of their houses. The police were able to brake through the villagers' lines and disburse them with the use of tear gas, water cannons and rubber projectiles.

Click here for full report, including images and testimonials from the villagers themselves.


I am deeply sadden and horrified by the nerve of a single Coperation coupled with Police literrally kicking human beings from their homes. My heart goes out to these folks and i am embedding a video here as a tribute to this Freedom fighters.

This is why pathway was created, to arm oursleves and support each other, so this atrocities can be curbed and maybe even stopped completely. The fight is on...

Please watch the video.

With love.
Lets kick ass.





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Suffering


When there is no observer who is suffering, is the suffering different from you? 


You are the suffering, are you not?  

You are not apart from the pain – you are the pain.  

What happens?  

There is no labeling, there is no giving it a name and thereby brushing it aside – you are merely that pain, that feeling, that sense of agony.  

When you are that, what happens?  

When you do not name it, when there is no fear with regard to it, is the center related to it?  

If the center is related to it, then it is afraid of it. Then it must act and do something about it. But if the center is that, then what do you do? 

There is nothing to be done is there? 

If you are that and you are not accepting it, not labeling it, not pushing it aside - if you are that thing, what happens?  

Do you say you suffer then?  
Surely, a fundamental transformation has taken place. Then there is no longer “I suffer” because there is no center to suffer, and the center suffers because we have never examined what the center is. We just live from word to word, from reaction to reaction.  
~ Jiddu Krishnamurti  

This journey of rigorous self-examination has brought me to question "suffering". Cause i have began to notice the massive amount of suffering from all the people close to me. Self-induced or not is not the point here. All the "i don't have enough money, i need more sales, i have to justify abortion, i spend too much time at work, i have lousy clients, i have my heart broken and the list goes on...  

and i question my own suffering, like my insane schedule, my forays with women, my choatic emotions and my lack of physical discipline. 

But at this stage i don't relate to any of it. I smile and know that i am relinquishing my idea of who i am, my "self", the "I" is dissipating daily. The longer and harder i peer into my abssy and see my divinity, the more detach i become from this sickness, this loathing of circumstance. My faith takes over, knowing i will die and that this life is far more mysterious than my current consciousness can hold - everything ceases.  

T'is strange this experience i now dwell. The daily meditation, the physical centering, the journaling and the constant self-examination is far reaching. I am beginning to accept, to understand and to be in the "tao"  

For those in this journey, this pathway... you know what i am talking about. 

I am an initiate.
I am finding my feet.

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An Apple Tree.


Hey dudes...

I had a great time today, we had a nice closing to a chapter.

Think about this,

If life has no intrinsic value in it whatsoever, what would you do with your days anyway?

I remember Dr Martin Luther King Jr's words when a journalist asked him, "if he was to die today, what would he do?"

His answer:
I would still plant my apple tree.

This remark has left a tremendous impression to my life, "to still plant my apple tree", for me is to keep on doing what i love, which is to make a difference to all around me, to have people explore themselves and to bring about compassion to others.

We have started the work on the apple tree; and for three months, we have started digging the hole(ourselves) to plant that seed. We got tools that worked, and we got tools that didn't but that wasn't the mechanism that eventually dug the hole. It was commitment and love for the cause.

So with that said, and with the seed in the ground.... now what?

We can leave and have nature takes it's cause, or we can start nurturing it with plenty of resources like energy, love and discipline to have it be grow and fruit. But this stage requires more from us, not necessarily time and sacrifice, but a step up from the old, to call forth our inner strength, and for us to finally and truly support each other.

The goal is not to end poverty, nor to save humanity from global warming - but to live fully, to live justly and to love in a way that transforms all we touch, all whom we come in contact with. So i request YOU be the example, i request YOU take charge, i request YOU be the one to plant this tree...
With love,
Wiki Wiki Lua Lua.

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