Only a person who has doubt within him/her/self becomes a fanatic.
A fanatic Socialist, a fanatic Capitalist, is a person who does not really know and trust his/her political ideology. He/she becomes fanatic, aggressive, not to prove anything to others, but to prove to him/her/self that he/she really believes.
When you really know that your way of life is not creating more misery on other people, you are not a fanatic at all.
You do not have to prove or disprove anything to anyone, you have peace of mind.
Hector Ahumada – Hector Fuentes – Juan Datura.
Category Archives: Poetry
WHY MARX [ The philosopher ] WAS RIGHT
You have to read his work – reason by yourself, ideally under no drugs, political and religious thoughts influence –
He was right enough of the time about enough important issues.
Marx’s ideas are not perfect but plausible.
Marx’s ideological content of his work is not limited to a section of mankind but supported by people of all races, nations, religions and civilizations.
Capitalism, usually disguised under pseudonym as: “the modern age” “industrialism” or ” The West” as ceased to be as natural as the air we breath, in other simple words ” capitalism is in trouble”
Marx was the first to identify the historical object known as “capitalism.”
From Terry Eagleton
The Tenets of the Illegal Guru
All composite phenomena are impermanent in that they are momentary: the very conditions that brought them into being also cause their disintegration.
The moment it comes into existence, the process of disintegration has already begun. In other words, the mechanism for cessation is built into the system itself.
Does this principle apply to Materialistic Capitalism?
Does this principle apply to the trillion of dollars in the Stock Market?
Does this principle apply to the manufacture of nuclear war heads by USA?
What kind of scale is used to define “momentary?”
The Ana beko’ach / Read from right to left
t’zrurah tatir y’mincha g’dulat beko’ach ana
nora tahareinu sagvenu amcha rinat kabel
shamrem k’evavat yechudecha dorshei gibor na
gamlem tamid tzidkatcha rachamei taharem barchem
adatecha nahel tuvcha b’row kadosh chasin
k’dushatecha zochrei p’neh l’amcha ge’eh yachid
ta’alumot yode’a tza’akateinu ushma kabel shav’atenu
va’ed l’olam malchutoh kevod shem baruch
Chistes – Jokes –
Ralph walked into the house with a grin on his face.
“You will never guess what a bargain I just got,” he told his wife.
” I bought four polyester, steel-belted, radial wide-tread, white-walled, heavy duty tires, on sale.”
“Are you nut?” his wife said. “Why did you buy tires for? You do not have a car.”
“So,” said Ralph, “you buy brassieres, don’t you?”
Peter’s friend, Joe, was taking a night course in adult education.
“Who is Barak Obama?” he asked Peter.
“I do not know,” Peter replied.
“He is the president of USA,” said Joe.
“Now do you know who Margaret Thatcher was?”
“No,” said Peter.
“She was the prime minister of Britain,” said Joe.
“You see you should go to night school like I do.”
“Now I have a question for you,” said Peter.
“Do you know who Mic O’Sullivan is?”
“I don’t,” admitted Joe.
‘Well, said Peter, “he is the guy who is screwing your wife while you are at night school.”
Necrophiliac and Cannibalistic jokes are uncivil in SLC
For The Excremental Princess 2015
Either we are alone in the universe, there is nobody out there watching us, or there is somebody out there – and both possibilities are equally unbearable. So, from the fear of losing our anchorage in the big Other, we should pass to the terror of there being no big Other. The old formula “there is nothing to fear but fear itself” acquires thus a new unexpected meaning: the fact that there is nothing to fear is the most terrifying fact imaginable. Isaac Asimov.
I know I am not a grain of corn.
But, does the chicken know that I am not a grain of corn?
I know I do not believe in G-d, but G-d knows that I do not believe in Him?
I Know, I Know. There Is Nothing I can Do About.
“We are also faced with planetary devastation, the threat of nuclear conflict, the spreading catastrophe of AIDS and other deadly viruses, neoimperial zealotry, mass migrations of the disposed, political fanaticism, a reversion to Victorian-type economic inequalities, and a number of other potential catastrophes.”
“Terrorism now has a deadly momentum of it own. But there is a difference between regretting this tragically lost opportunity, and treating one’s enemies as mindless beasts whom no rational action could ever conceivably sway. for champions of this viewpoint, the only solution to terrorist violence is more violence. More violence breeds more terror, which in turn put more blameless lives at risk. The result of defining terrorism as evil is to exacerbate the problem; and to make the problem worse is to be complicit, however unwittingly, in the very barbarism you condemn.”
Terry Eagleton- On Evil
To my American son Khalil / 2015
I am a creature of my own deeds.
The repetition and the emptiness of my life
is disrupted by: the word of little girl,
the monotonous fly of a night butterfly,
the nicotine of a cigarette, the words never said,
and the none ending light of my full moon.
When I write, I disappear in my truths, in my pain,
passions, joys and concerns.
The city has grown, the seagulls have left,
the people are the same.
I am in heaven and hell, in yesterday and today.
I am less and less upset of being alone,
without a family, without a country, without friends.
I force myself to eliminate my feelings of complaint.
I write poetry to be alive, to be who I am.
Not to be understood, not to be accepted,
not to be awarded, not to get social status,
not to sell books.
My poems are like radiographs of myself,
they show my poetic health and my poetic sickness.
I am the healer.
In a few years I will take my trip without return.
You are my beloved and you will always be.
Hector Ahumada.9/30/2015.USA. Anti-poem.
TERRY EAGLETON – FICTION OF EVIL
What distinguishes capitalism from other historical forms of life is that it plugs directly into the unstable, self-contradictory nature of the human species. The infinite – the unending drive for profit, the ceaseless march of technological progress, the ever-expanding power of capital – is always at risk of crushing and overshooting the infinite. Exchange value, which Aristotle recognized is potentially limitless, holds sway over use-value. Capitalism is a system which needs to be in perpetual motion simply to stay on the spot. Constant transgression is of its essence. No other historical system reveals so starkly the way in which potentially beneficent human power are so easily perverted to baneful ends. Capitalism is not the cause of our “fallen” states, as the more naïve kind of left-winger tends to imagine. But of all human regimes, it is the one which most exacerbates the contradictions built into linguistic animal.
Any questions send them to poethector@Gmail.com
Rob Carney / 88 Maps
Arrival
And so I had an owl,
a little piece of neighborhood lightning.
I’d swing by the pet store,
buy mice to stock the yard,
and keep watch,
my eyes tuned to shadows.
I’d will the street to sit still and quiet
so the owl would let go and glide,
carve its arc across the backyard darkness,
just a hitch – one moment –
when the talons clutched,
then gone,
the best part of the summer,
I only saw it once.
Rob Carney MFA, PhD, is originally from Washington state, USA.
He is a two-time winner of the Utah Book Award for Poetry and the author of three previous books, and three chapbooks of poems.
He is a Professor of English at Utah Valley University
