Hassan-Melhem Lorenzo Lopez son of Sarah Melani and Lorenzo Antonio.
Born May 29th at around 3 in the afternoon on his great grandmother Lois's birthday. Ten pounds and two ounces and therefore via C section.
Very dark hair and lots of it.
Al ham'du'lillah.
"The right of freedom of speech consists in speaking the truth."
31.5.09
28.5.09
http://www.rys2sense.com/anti-neocons/viewtopic.php?f=11&t=18762
Israeli media and Israel at it again.
Israeli media and Israel at it again.
26.5.09
A Moment of Flarf here on Katie Degentesh
"Far be it from me to take anything away from star fucking or former antiwar Congressman Wayne Gilchrest (R–MD), but what are they adding to this poem besides non-sequitur punchlines? The poet disarms us with the insouciance of her speaker, intrigues us with a gloss on the passage of time, makes us suspicious with clichés, and startles us with materialistic considerations before seducing us with the strange detachment of “when it flashes red you’re getting hurt.”"
I have to agree. What we need and what we want are two different things entirely. Poetry is a bit like spinach you know....good for you but not alot like choclate. Flarf tends to be too much Snickers and not enough roughage.
"Far be it from me to take anything away from star fucking or former antiwar Congressman Wayne Gilchrest (R–MD), but what are they adding to this poem besides non-sequitur punchlines? The poet disarms us with the insouciance of her speaker, intrigues us with a gloss on the passage of time, makes us suspicious with clichés, and startles us with materialistic considerations before seducing us with the strange detachment of “when it flashes red you’re getting hurt.”"
I have to agree. What we need and what we want are two different things entirely. Poetry is a bit like spinach you know....good for you but not alot like choclate. Flarf tends to be too much Snickers and not enough roughage.
A great love poem....and I mean this one rocks:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/archive/poem.html?id=185277
“No, I wasn’t meant to love and be loved”
-by Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib
Translated by Vijay Seshadri
No, I wasn’t meant to love and be loved.
If I’d lived longer, I would have waited longer.
Knowing you are faithless keeps me alive and hungry.
Knowing you faithful would kill me with joy.
Delicate are you, and your vows are delicate, too,
so easily do they break.
You are a laconic marksman. You leave me
not dead but perpetually dying.
I want my friends to heal me, succor me.
Instead, I get analysis.
Conflagrations that would make stones drip blood
are campfires compared to my anguish.
Two-headed, inescapable anguish!—
Love’s anguish or the anguish of time.
Another dark, severing, incommunicable night.
Death would be fine, if I only died once.
I would have liked a solitary death,
not this lavish funeral, this grave anyone can visit.
You are mystical, Ghalib, and, also, you speak beautifully.
Are you a saint, or just drunk as usual?
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/archive/poem.html?id=185277
“No, I wasn’t meant to love and be loved”
-by Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib
Translated by Vijay Seshadri
No, I wasn’t meant to love and be loved.
If I’d lived longer, I would have waited longer.
Knowing you are faithless keeps me alive and hungry.
Knowing you faithful would kill me with joy.
Delicate are you, and your vows are delicate, too,
so easily do they break.
You are a laconic marksman. You leave me
not dead but perpetually dying.
I want my friends to heal me, succor me.
Instead, I get analysis.
Conflagrations that would make stones drip blood
are campfires compared to my anguish.
Two-headed, inescapable anguish!—
Love’s anguish or the anguish of time.
Another dark, severing, incommunicable night.
Death would be fine, if I only died once.
I would have liked a solitary death,
not this lavish funeral, this grave anyone can visit.
You are mystical, Ghalib, and, also, you speak beautifully.
Are you a saint, or just drunk as usual?
22.5.09
The Stream
Through the forest the wind
does whistle and up the stream
where time does end
a backwards clock
and pounds the drizzle
that fills the lake
for fish and men
with all the things
of which we're made
so to walk into the glade
or swim on down
past the still
and green green trees
that leave us by
to swim and leap
beneath the mountains
oh so steep.
Can you hear
the water call
as it treads
the waterfall?
These breaths betray
the breeze and say
today you might go away.
The Time...from an ongoing discussion I have been involved in for about fifteen years on a message bored...I mean board. I've known some of these people for over a decade! And they still get into the nastiest arguments....
I appreciate both people and have known you both for a long, long
time. I wouldn't referee this match if you paid me.
People just need to relax and get along. The point is to learn
something..share ideas you know.
The Islamic calendar....doesn't stream well into modern life because
it is ever changing in the geared-to-Gregorian year. In all
actuality, you need both things and a year actually ends up being
the Metonic one which is roughly nineteen years long. But we cannot
have birthdays so far apart it seems!
It isn't a competition you know and the fact of the matter is....we
live in space and we don't even know which part of space we live in
or whether it has edges, directions, etc. Time itself is distorted
and I think it is the most amazing thing that we live in a "plane"
of existence where the sun and moon are available to us to "reckon"
our days and our lives. Without them we'd not know where we stood
and truly, we'd not be alive to know about our ignorance either!
This is what the Quran relates about it and it cannot be refuted by
anyone. Period.
[6.96] He causes the dawn to break; and He has made the night for
rest, and the sun and the moon for reckoning; this is an arrangement
of the Mighty, the Knowing.
The argument that ought to be waged however isn't about which
calendar is best or more accurate (in a universe of many
conclusions) but rather the argument is about causality. Wicked
little argument that it is and if I had a nickel for every time I've
seen it waged here at the Cafe or elsewhere...and I don't
particularly want to wage it again because it tends to be a circular
argument.
I'll just state the case of Causality in the Quran. To me it is
perhaps one of if not the most important statements in the whole
Quran:
[25.45] Have you not considered (the work of) your Lord, how He
extends the shade? And if He had pleased He would certainly have
made it stationary; then We have made the sun an indication of it -
from The Distinction
Two things.
1. We BELIEVE that the sun creates our shadow but the Quran refutes
that and states that it is only made to appear that way. Allah
actually created everything independent of everything else with
unique characteristics that are so fantastically arranged that they
APPEAR to have causes and outcomes that are intrinsically related.
But they aren't and the world is an illusion.
2. When Armstrong walked on the moon he found that distances and
surfaces could not be judged accurately by his senses. What
appeared to be close was in fact far away and what appeared to be
deep was in fact shallow.
The eyes do deceive us.
So. Which calendar is accurate?
Neither.
The Islamic calendar is dedicated to actions associated with worship
of Allah.
The solar calendar is dedicated to actions associated with the
material world.
It's all about measuring things accurately in the first place and to
be honest, I've never quite understood why it would be the case that
ancient people had to invent a calendar in the first place except
that they wanted to know about the future events so that they could
plan better. That is common to us all....ignorance about the morrow.
There is no one who knows about the future except the prophets or
who related it with any accuracy whatsoever. That isn't to say that
we always understood their prophecies but we do try.
The most important prophecy in my estimation is relating to the
prophets themselves and the people to whom they were sent. Back in
the day....prophets were sent to certain groups..usually villages
that were isolated from other places. We don't know about the other
places so much except what exists in the historical records and the
archeology. We only have these few handfuls of stories about
ancient people.
Okay..so cut to the chase.
Prophets were sent to clearly defined people...the people of Noah,
the people of Madyan, the people of Gomorrah, etc. Each group was
given a prophecy of destruction and ordered to mend their ways and
each of them (with one exception that I know of and that would be
the people of Jonah) were destroyed. One prophet for one group.
Other communities apparently were unaffected by those events.
Then you have the last prophet and messenger named Mohamed (SA). He
was sent to which group and with which prophecy?
It is something that concerns us all you know and even if people
don't believe in an End Times they usually know a person who does.
So...he was sent to the whole of mankind.
Al'ham'dulillah.
And so the question is...who will listen? I'd
say..personally...that the message is loud and clear. Not a person
on the planet hasn't heard that there is a very big religious
conundrum about.
The Catholic church is reconsidering celibacy....and rightly so.
Those are the signs that something bigger than anyone here is at
work and no one can stop the clock now. They can only try to hear
it ticking.
Through the forest the wind
does whistle and up the stream
where time does end
a backwards clock
and pounds the drizzle
that fills the lake
for fish and men
with all the things
of which we're made
so to walk into the glade
or swim on down
past the still
and green green trees
that leave us by
to swim and leap
beneath the mountains
oh so steep.
Can you hear
the water call
as it treads
the waterfall?
These breaths betray
the breeze and say
today you might go away.
The Time...from an ongoing discussion I have been involved in for about fifteen years on a message bored...I mean board. I've known some of these people for over a decade! And they still get into the nastiest arguments....
I appreciate both people and have known you both for a long, long
time. I wouldn't referee this match if you paid me.
People just need to relax and get along. The point is to learn
something..share ideas you know.
The Islamic calendar....doesn't stream well into modern life because
it is ever changing in the geared-to-Gregorian year. In all
actuality, you need both things and a year actually ends up being
the Metonic one which is roughly nineteen years long. But we cannot
have birthdays so far apart it seems!
It isn't a competition you know and the fact of the matter is....we
live in space and we don't even know which part of space we live in
or whether it has edges, directions, etc. Time itself is distorted
and I think it is the most amazing thing that we live in a "plane"
of existence where the sun and moon are available to us to "reckon"
our days and our lives. Without them we'd not know where we stood
and truly, we'd not be alive to know about our ignorance either!
This is what the Quran relates about it and it cannot be refuted by
anyone. Period.
[6.96] He causes the dawn to break; and He has made the night for
rest, and the sun and the moon for reckoning; this is an arrangement
of the Mighty, the Knowing.
The argument that ought to be waged however isn't about which
calendar is best or more accurate (in a universe of many
conclusions) but rather the argument is about causality. Wicked
little argument that it is and if I had a nickel for every time I've
seen it waged here at the Cafe or elsewhere...and I don't
particularly want to wage it again because it tends to be a circular
argument.
I'll just state the case of Causality in the Quran. To me it is
perhaps one of if not the most important statements in the whole
Quran:
[25.45] Have you not considered (the work of) your Lord, how He
extends the shade? And if He had pleased He would certainly have
made it stationary; then We have made the sun an indication of it -
from The Distinction
Two things.
1. We BELIEVE that the sun creates our shadow but the Quran refutes
that and states that it is only made to appear that way. Allah
actually created everything independent of everything else with
unique characteristics that are so fantastically arranged that they
APPEAR to have causes and outcomes that are intrinsically related.
But they aren't and the world is an illusion.
2. When Armstrong walked on the moon he found that distances and
surfaces could not be judged accurately by his senses. What
appeared to be close was in fact far away and what appeared to be
deep was in fact shallow.
The eyes do deceive us.
So. Which calendar is accurate?
Neither.
The Islamic calendar is dedicated to actions associated with worship
of Allah.
The solar calendar is dedicated to actions associated with the
material world.
It's all about measuring things accurately in the first place and to
be honest, I've never quite understood why it would be the case that
ancient people had to invent a calendar in the first place except
that they wanted to know about the future events so that they could
plan better. That is common to us all....ignorance about the morrow.
There is no one who knows about the future except the prophets or
who related it with any accuracy whatsoever. That isn't to say that
we always understood their prophecies but we do try.
The most important prophecy in my estimation is relating to the
prophets themselves and the people to whom they were sent. Back in
the day....prophets were sent to certain groups..usually villages
that were isolated from other places. We don't know about the other
places so much except what exists in the historical records and the
archeology. We only have these few handfuls of stories about
ancient people.
Okay..so cut to the chase.
Prophets were sent to clearly defined people...the people of Noah,
the people of Madyan, the people of Gomorrah, etc. Each group was
given a prophecy of destruction and ordered to mend their ways and
each of them (with one exception that I know of and that would be
the people of Jonah) were destroyed. One prophet for one group.
Other communities apparently were unaffected by those events.
Then you have the last prophet and messenger named Mohamed (SA). He
was sent to which group and with which prophecy?
It is something that concerns us all you know and even if people
don't believe in an End Times they usually know a person who does.
So...he was sent to the whole of mankind.
Al'ham'dulillah.
And so the question is...who will listen? I'd
say..personally...that the message is loud and clear. Not a person
on the planet hasn't heard that there is a very big religious
conundrum about.
The Catholic church is reconsidering celibacy....and rightly so.
Those are the signs that something bigger than anyone here is at
work and no one can stop the clock now. They can only try to hear
it ticking.
21.5.09
The Erotic Life
Should have written it down
instead of wreaking havoc
yet the other self says keep trying.
Once Haj 'brahim drank the ashes
of his cigarette from his tea,
said it was good for us.
Sultana came through the door
looking pale once again,
thoroughly his wife.
Oftentimes I saw them out front
peeling tobacco leaves one by one,
a group of sisters smiling.
One time the mule got loose
and I led him home by the rope,
fed him apples in the afternoon.
Their children sat out on the roof
watched us through the window,
told the village how foreigners make love.
Jesse and his father's Ark
Pooch at Broken Toe
Should have written it down
instead of wreaking havoc
yet the other self says keep trying.
Once Haj 'brahim drank the ashes
of his cigarette from his tea,
said it was good for us.
Sultana came through the door
looking pale once again,
thoroughly his wife.
Oftentimes I saw them out front
peeling tobacco leaves one by one,
a group of sisters smiling.
One time the mule got loose
and I led him home by the rope,
fed him apples in the afternoon.
Their children sat out on the roof
watched us through the window,
told the village how foreigners make love.
Jesse and his father's ArkPooch at Broken Toe
The Plague
There is one choice
unity
or something else because
all else
is a simple truth.
What are the papers to say
now
about the streams
of people who head out
far astray
make matters worse
and ignore
the endemic situations.
There is a twist to that
a trick
in the book
that says one thing
but does another.
It is everyone's problem
and the moon and the sun
did so
and did so
willingly
without any eyes at all.
There is one choice
unity
or something else because
all else
is a simple truth.
What are the papers to say
now
about the streams
of people who head out
far astray
make matters worse
and ignore
the endemic situations.
There is a twist to that
a trick
in the book
that says one thing
but does another.
It is everyone's problem
and the moon and the sun
did so
and did so
willingly
without any eyes at all.
20.5.09
18.5.09
http://www.dailystar.com.lb/article.asp?edition_id=10&categ_id=5&article_id=101976
Khazaali claims that Ahmadinejad's real family name is "Saboorchian," a Jewish name that he changed to "Ahmadinejad." Khazaali, naming a few other prominent leaders of the Islamic Republic as new converts to Islam from Judaism, questions whether a Jewish cabal has crept in and taken over the revolutionary government! As outlandish as Khaazali's claim seems to be, it has gone unchallenged. If there is any shred of truth in it, then we can see Ahmadinejad's fierce anti-Israel sentiment under a different light. Could he be just another convert unsure of his newly acquired identity, resorting to extreme measures to prove himself? Could he be the watered down, modern equivalent of Tomas de Torquemada?
Oh my Lord! Yer kiddin me! Hilarious.
Why is it hilarious? Because the author of the article fails to see that Islam is a religion not a race. Oh well!
Khazaali claims that Ahmadinejad's real family name is "Saboorchian," a Jewish name that he changed to "Ahmadinejad." Khazaali, naming a few other prominent leaders of the Islamic Republic as new converts to Islam from Judaism, questions whether a Jewish cabal has crept in and taken over the revolutionary government! As outlandish as Khaazali's claim seems to be, it has gone unchallenged. If there is any shred of truth in it, then we can see Ahmadinejad's fierce anti-Israel sentiment under a different light. Could he be just another convert unsure of his newly acquired identity, resorting to extreme measures to prove himself? Could he be the watered down, modern equivalent of Tomas de Torquemada?
Oh my Lord! Yer kiddin me! Hilarious.
Why is it hilarious? Because the author of the article fails to see that Islam is a religion not a race. Oh well!
On the Road to a Shia Majority in Lebanon
http://www.dailystar.com.lb/article.asp?edition_id=1&categ_id=2&article_id=102072
BEIRUT: Comments made by Hizbullah's General Secretary Sayyed Hassan Nasrallah in praise of the May 7, 2008 events provoked furious condemnation from politicians in the March 14 coalition over the weekend. Nasrallah sparked criticism on Friday after calling May 7, 2008, a "glorious day" for the Resistance. "I tell the Lebanese, in particular Sunnis and Shiites, that the May 7 events put an end to war in Beirut," he said in a televised speech. Violence erupted last year when forces headed by Hizbullah forcibly took over parts of West Beirut after the Lebanese government attempted to dismantle the group's telecommunications network and remove Wafic Choucair from his post as head of security at Beirut's International Airport.
The clashes, in which at least 81 people were killed, "safeguarded Lebanon's institutions and forced all Lebanese parties to go back to the [national] dialogue, which led to the election of President Michel Sleiman," Nasrallah said. But many other Lebanese politicians disagree, and Nasrallah's comments sparked damnation from the Hariri-led March 14 coalition, which says last May's violence brought Lebanon to the brink of a renewed civil war.
In his speech Friday, Nasrallah also called for the creation of a higher national committee for abolishing sectarianism in accordance with the 1989 Taif Accord, which ended Lebanon's 1975-90 Civil War.
http://www.dailystar.com.lb/article.asp?edition_id=1&categ_id=2&article_id=102072
BEIRUT: Comments made by Hizbullah's General Secretary Sayyed Hassan Nasrallah in praise of the May 7, 2008 events provoked furious condemnation from politicians in the March 14 coalition over the weekend. Nasrallah sparked criticism on Friday after calling May 7, 2008, a "glorious day" for the Resistance. "I tell the Lebanese, in particular Sunnis and Shiites, that the May 7 events put an end to war in Beirut," he said in a televised speech. Violence erupted last year when forces headed by Hizbullah forcibly took over parts of West Beirut after the Lebanese government attempted to dismantle the group's telecommunications network and remove Wafic Choucair from his post as head of security at Beirut's International Airport.
The clashes, in which at least 81 people were killed, "safeguarded Lebanon's institutions and forced all Lebanese parties to go back to the [national] dialogue, which led to the election of President Michel Sleiman," Nasrallah said. But many other Lebanese politicians disagree, and Nasrallah's comments sparked damnation from the Hariri-led March 14 coalition, which says last May's violence brought Lebanon to the brink of a renewed civil war.
In his speech Friday, Nasrallah also called for the creation of a higher national committee for abolishing sectarianism in accordance with the 1989 Taif Accord, which ended Lebanon's 1975-90 Civil War.
9.5.09
Heh....you know...one should never leave a blog untended. Especially with such a headline as that! Must be spring you know...birdies in the trees and stds. Busy as a bee and add a couple of cases of TB, one of them disseminated and well...you see what I mean.
Off I-10
In Sodom despite the ruins,
a man in a floppy hat
with flowers and lady shorts
is heart broken.
There are so many reasons for this.
It's real and not real
all the cool things
ajax
for some reason
ajax
just getting cooler
as you say to it
be cool. Be very cool
you things.
Its real and not real
the world.
Things that matter
don't matter so much
and those that don't
actually do.
What a special place
life is.
I phone him up
to say
I didn't forget you
in a place called Sodom
hard to believe
that there's a place
called Sodom
or that it is as ugly
as it is.
I call it the as...
no...nevermind.
It's just like that
place in the movies
no one likes to go
or stay
it has a railroad track
running right through
behind the Dairy Queen
and the train runs
through the sticks
past the many trailers
the small hospital
Walmart
a Greek restaurant
and a great little place
called Reb's Diner.
Been there a long long time
old Reb's. Since I was a child
and I hated Sodom then too
but loved
how I loved Reb's.
and the Horseshoe Cafe
which keeps opening and closing
and the thought of Boston Cream Pie
coming and going
being eaten and replaced
over and over
the years that stay the same
for the most part
only you get a little older
and he tells you
unrelated to the matter
about which you phoned
him up
a business issue
not anything special
in the scheme of things
that he is going
to have knee surgery.
Stranger to stranger
and you wonder why
this loneliness?
Why did he believe
I'd care?
The crazy hopefulness of it all.
Off I-10
In Sodom despite the ruins,
a man in a floppy hat
with flowers and lady shorts
is heart broken.
There are so many reasons for this.
It's real and not real
all the cool things
ajax
for some reason
ajax
just getting cooler
as you say to it
be cool. Be very cool
you things.
Its real and not real
the world.
Things that matter
don't matter so much
and those that don't
actually do.
What a special place
life is.
I phone him up
to say
I didn't forget you
in a place called Sodom
hard to believe
that there's a place
called Sodom
or that it is as ugly
as it is.
I call it the as...
no...nevermind.
It's just like that
place in the movies
no one likes to go
or stay
it has a railroad track
running right through
behind the Dairy Queen
and the train runs
through the sticks
past the many trailers
the small hospital
Walmart
a Greek restaurant
and a great little place
called Reb's Diner.
Been there a long long time
old Reb's. Since I was a child
and I hated Sodom then too
but loved
how I loved Reb's.
and the Horseshoe Cafe
which keeps opening and closing
and the thought of Boston Cream Pie
coming and going
being eaten and replaced
over and over
the years that stay the same
for the most part
only you get a little older
and he tells you
unrelated to the matter
about which you phoned
him up
a business issue
not anything special
in the scheme of things
that he is going
to have knee surgery.
Stranger to stranger
and you wonder why
this loneliness?
Why did he believe
I'd care?
The crazy hopefulness of it all.
21.4.09
The Arco Iris isn't
as pink
anymore but it is still there
all the time her heart is beating
how the pimp sped into
the landscape outside a small
whorehouse in Naco Son
we were just walking by had just finished
the Blue Moon where on the ledges
used to be placed
the Virgin the candles lit up
the adobe walls pesos
the brown girls far from home
between two outbacks
he sped into the masterpiece
his blue car dust
brimmed hat
trembling as I thieved
their image
the Three Graces short shorts
thongs
white teeth their laughter
is still inside the silver
how are they now?
as pink
anymore but it is still there
all the time her heart is beating
how the pimp sped into
the landscape outside a small
whorehouse in Naco Son
we were just walking by had just finished
the Blue Moon where on the ledges
used to be placed
the Virgin the candles lit up
the adobe walls pesos
the brown girls far from home
between two outbacks
he sped into the masterpiece
his blue car dust
brimmed hat
trembling as I thieved
their image
the Three Graces short shorts
thongs
white teeth their laughter
is still inside the silver
how are they now?
20.4.09
Virgin Fishwife Takes the World by Storm
"Frankly, she hasn't stopped. More than 6 million people have already turned to YouTube to see what all the fuss is about. They're crying in Calcutta. They're bawling in Brussels. "
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=riXbsmqsNMI
This woman is such a sensation, You Tube has mostly disabled embedding for the video of her performance on Britain Has Talent. She sings, I Dreamed a Dream from Les Miserables by Andrew Lloyd Weber
"Frankly, she hasn't stopped. More than 6 million people have already turned to YouTube to see what all the fuss is about. They're crying in Calcutta. They're bawling in Brussels. "
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=riXbsmqsNMI
This woman is such a sensation, You Tube has mostly disabled embedding for the video of her performance on Britain Has Talent. She sings, I Dreamed a Dream from Les Miserables by Andrew Lloyd Weber
17.4.09
How to Win a Cosmic War by Reza Aslan, on sale now.
The Surprising History of Persia
THE DESERTS GROW:
WOE HIM WHO DOTH THEM HIDE! -Friedrich Nietzsche
Here's the deal with all things
that are there anyway,
it was over once it began
yet repeats itself
to recognition by definition
in whole or in part.
A man leaned forward
to speak enthusiastically, no
to intimidate
with a percussion
of factual expertise:
Read the history of Persia,
the conversion under
the Ottomans, the violence
that they hoped
to ward off
by choosing otherwise.
Why? I said,
I am not a Persian
nor even close.
The man leaned back
and for one instant
remembered the chances
he lost with me
long ago. And now,
there he is
and we are much older,
some of us wiser.
Not for a moment
did he realize
that it was written,
he was the stone
upon which I stepped
and had he not insisted
upon my company
that day,
I'd not be right
here trying
very hard
to convert
his history
without device
into a matter of fact
elopement from the ages
which captivate and deliver
us all.
Ahuramazda. Selah.
This is my sigh.
It is long and it is complicated.
--The ass, however, here brayed YE-A.
Had I told him the truth
but my tongue
took leave,
what I know
is not in the books Ghassan,
and I am history's unlikely guess.
Last night I remembered
that here in space
we wait for someone
to come pick us up,
lonely travelers
in a context of stars.
These are ordinary things to us
but to those ignorant
of the long lasting drama
it all seems so precious,
mini doctrines woven
into the fabric of time.
Amen. Alelujah and remember me.
Oh please remember me
for the decorous glances,
lost chances, the amorous advances.
http://carmenisacat.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-and-improved-but-never-finished.html
The Surprising History of Persia
THE DESERTS GROW:
WOE HIM WHO DOTH THEM HIDE! -Friedrich Nietzsche
Here's the deal with all things
that are there anyway,
it was over once it began
yet repeats itself
to recognition by definition
in whole or in part.
A man leaned forward
to speak enthusiastically, no
to intimidate
with a percussion
of factual expertise:
Read the history of Persia,
the conversion under
the Ottomans, the violence
that they hoped
to ward off
by choosing otherwise.
Why? I said,
I am not a Persian
nor even close.
The man leaned back
and for one instant
remembered the chances
he lost with me
long ago. And now,
there he is
and we are much older,
some of us wiser.
Not for a moment
did he realize
that it was written,
he was the stone
upon which I stepped
and had he not insisted
upon my company
that day,
I'd not be right
here trying
very hard
to convert
his history
without device
into a matter of fact
elopement from the ages
which captivate and deliver
us all.
Ahuramazda. Selah.
This is my sigh.
It is long and it is complicated.
--The ass, however, here brayed YE-A.
Had I told him the truth
but my tongue
took leave,
what I know
is not in the books Ghassan,
and I am history's unlikely guess.
Last night I remembered
that here in space
we wait for someone
to come pick us up,
lonely travelers
in a context of stars.
These are ordinary things to us
but to those ignorant
of the long lasting drama
it all seems so precious,
mini doctrines woven
into the fabric of time.
Amen. Alelujah and remember me.
Oh please remember me
for the decorous glances,
lost chances, the amorous advances.
http://carmenisacat.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-and-improved-but-never-finished.html
14.4.09
This, the Delinquent Hoopoe
"Be among men like bee among birds."
-Ali ibn Abi Taleb, Commander of the Faithful
Even if we could
we couldn't decipher,
the great things
that are happening,
tremendous machinations
can be heard
there and then.
So close.
The Beast could be really
rather small, already here
and like the seeds
inside the earth
for thousands of years
ready to rise
up and escape detection
while everything is delayed
and might be stopped
and the world is flattened again.
The streetlamp buzzes,
tamps itself out, exhausted
from the night or ashamed
in the aboriginal
text of the dawn
one more time
as the Great Society
delicately edits
and supervises
each sunlit page.
http://masum.wordpress.com/2006/10/31/prophet-suleiman-as-and-the-hoopoe-bird/
"Be among men like bee among birds."
-Ali ibn Abi Taleb, Commander of the Faithful
Even if we could
we couldn't decipher,
the great things
that are happening,
tremendous machinations
can be heard
there and then.
So close.
The Beast could be really
rather small, already here
and like the seeds
inside the earth
for thousands of years
ready to rise
up and escape detection
while everything is delayed
and might be stopped
and the world is flattened again.
The streetlamp buzzes,
tamps itself out, exhausted
from the night or ashamed
in the aboriginal
text of the dawn
one more time
as the Great Society
delicately edits
and supervises
each sunlit page.
http://masum.wordpress.com/2006/10/31/prophet-suleiman-as-and-the-hoopoe-bird/
11.4.09
The Easter Design,
on the Road With Luke Skywalker
"The United States is not and never will be at war with Islam."
-Barak (means 'gift') Hossein Obama
"Agreement in error is far worse than division for the sake of truth."
-Shia tradition from one of the twelve Imams who embodied the role
of Standard Bearers of Divine Rank because of their freedom
from ignominy during the hate crimes of their times.
It is clear
the fragrance of rain
in the air
deciduous trees
beleaguered angels
leave footprints
in the black hole of Calcutta.
All our sons become
fathers,
remember.
They send to us
their invitations
for obstacle courses
flight simulations
and academies.
It isn't the flag draped
coffins that have
the signals to cry,
it isn't in the photo
or fine music played
as their names waft by
as we imagine
their pectoral glams
It is clear
the fragrance of rain
in the air
deciduous trees
beleaguered angels
leave footprints
in the black hole of Calcutta.
All our sons become
fathers,
remember.
They send to us
their invitations
for obstacle courses
flight simulations
and academies.
It isn't the flag draped
coffins that have
the signals to cry,
it isn't in the photo
or fine music played
as their names waft by
as we imagine
their pectoral glams
would you get a load of that!
We only think so.
It is as if
in this an in-
vestment is procured
and watered down
of what we already knew
but blamed all the same,
his death, body, folklore
led to persuasive
remedies of our own,
We only think so.
It is as if
in this an in-
vestment is procured
and watered down
of what we already knew
but blamed all the same,
his death, body, folklore
led to persuasive
remedies of our own,
led straight back forward to Zion.
For all we know
he is our profligate
our best sacrifice,
the most of martyrdoms
in any kind of body bag
sent back to the holy ghost
as a preceptor.
We only think so.
Only the priest
can don the zuchetto
no business
like shew business
you know
a soft square shaped hat
pontifical gloves
and huraches
man what a gig!
We only think so.
For all we know
he is our profligate
our best sacrifice,
the most of martyrdoms
in any kind of body bag
sent back to the holy ghost
as a preceptor.
We only think so.
Only the priest
can don the zuchetto
no business
like shew business
you know
a soft square shaped hat
pontifical gloves
and huraches
man what a gig!
We only think so.
"Indeed, atrocity is a weapon of the weak or imbalanced authority. This is a factual observation: it does not exonerate those who use savagery as a weapon from any moral blame that may be put on them by their victims or by anyone else. Nor does it imply that the victims are morally inferior to the one who is perpetrating the barbarity. This is particularly more so when involving the noble members of the Household of the Prophet. All acts of enormity irrespective of its year are open to severe criticism on moral grounds if on nothing else. "
"The extreme wickedness of the perpetrator can take to many forms and shapes.The atrocious ruling elite are as an agent often miles away from where the atrocity is taking place. The perpetrator of the evil instruction is more often than not physically close to his victim. Often enough, the victims of atrocity are the God-fearing members of the community. "
The Attention Deficit Disorder
The way the morning comes on
again, the lunar pelt still aglow
I do all of the things
you don't have to.
Once again it is bad news
unfit for human ears,
this boy still draws
with the ancient hand
of children who know
the color of the father's
demons, know the strategies
of the devil when the devil
remarks on some better deal.
These are the thoughts
that got lost yesterday,
came and left in the breeze
which tampers and tampers,
all we needed was a little sleep,
a better system and we'd
run right in, start right up.
Not this time because that boy
is going away real fast.
I wonder about the time
he slept under his mother's
breast, his first fingernail
and still see
the imprint of love
in his outstretched struggle.
Love me again
just love me again.
I'm not all that bad
just a bit pudgy
with a few old scars.
On how he can buy a gun
or take hostage
the entire town
because he might.
Virginia is so far away
from the sleepovers,
tucked into the archipelago
boot camp for the self annoyed.
You do these things alone you know.
There isn't a pamphlet
with one, two, three
on one side and an address
on the other.
The way the morning comes on
again, the lunar pelt still aglow
I do all of the things
you don't have to.
Once again it is bad news
unfit for human ears,
this boy still draws
with the ancient hand
of children who know
the color of the father's
demons, know the strategies
of the devil when the devil
remarks on some better deal.
These are the thoughts
that got lost yesterday,
came and left in the breeze
which tampers and tampers,
all we needed was a little sleep,
a better system and we'd
run right in, start right up.
Not this time because that boy
is going away real fast.
I wonder about the time
he slept under his mother's
breast, his first fingernail
and still see
the imprint of love
in his outstretched struggle.
Love me again
just love me again.
I'm not all that bad
just a bit pudgy
with a few old scars.
On how he can buy a gun
or take hostage
the entire town
because he might.
Virginia is so far away
from the sleepovers,
tucked into the archipelago
boot camp for the self annoyed.
You do these things alone you know.
There isn't a pamphlet
with one, two, three
on one side and an address
on the other.
3.4.09
http://www.occupation101.com/
"There was not a false note in this film....It is relevant to all of our lives...we will never have peace or peace of mind in this country...the Palestinians have been enduring for decades...as we are so deeply implicated..."
"There was not a false note in this film....It is relevant to all of our lives...we will never have peace or peace of mind in this country...the Palestinians have been enduring for decades...as we are so deeply implicated..."
2.4.09
New Voices on the Wind Volume XXXVII
Just in time for Easter. The lilacs are in full bloom, the Chinese Wisteria has dropped her lavender buds and roses are promising a dramatic show. My lettuce is already up, the radishes in the ground will take thirty days and spring onions grow whether you want them to or not. Two grape vines in the back have been pruned and in'sha'allah, the wind will leave them alone. I have one apple. One little apple. Bees all over the yard in the rosemary and Chinese Elm. Tomorrow the dog gets his rabies shot because there is a horrendous outbreak on the Pinal/Pima/Cochise county borders. Our first grandchild is due in early June and these are the months of waiting for the beginning of things I can hardly imagine. Life keeps going on and the wars begin to look the same. Is this all there is?
Of course not. But its a great way to spend some time.
From Dick Bakken's The Bridge:
"The train
thundered over
him until there was
nothing."
Just in time for Easter. The lilacs are in full bloom, the Chinese Wisteria has dropped her lavender buds and roses are promising a dramatic show. My lettuce is already up, the radishes in the ground will take thirty days and spring onions grow whether you want them to or not. Two grape vines in the back have been pruned and in'sha'allah, the wind will leave them alone. I have one apple. One little apple. Bees all over the yard in the rosemary and Chinese Elm. Tomorrow the dog gets his rabies shot because there is a horrendous outbreak on the Pinal/Pima/Cochise county borders. Our first grandchild is due in early June and these are the months of waiting for the beginning of things I can hardly imagine. Life keeps going on and the wars begin to look the same. Is this all there is?
Of course not. But its a great way to spend some time.
From Dick Bakken's The Bridge:
"The train
thundered over
him until there was
nothing."
Just right.
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