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Hoy (El Soneto) | Honor He Wrote
Hoy, no somos religiosos.
Hoy, solo somos humanos.
Hoy, no somos politicos.
Hoy, solo somos humanos.
Hoy, no somos intelectuales.
Hoy, solo somos humanos.
Hoy, no somos lógicos.
Hoy, solo somos humanos.
Hoy, no somos sofisticados.
Hoy, solo somos humanos.
Hoy, no somos ricos o pobres.
Hoy, solo somos humanos.
Sé bien que ese día no es hoy.
¡Vamos, comencemos el cambio hoy!
Hoy, solo somos humanos.
Hoy, no somos politicos.
Hoy, solo somos humanos.
Hoy, no somos intelectuales.
Hoy, solo somos humanos.
Hoy, no somos lógicos.
Hoy, solo somos humanos.
Hoy, no somos sofisticados.
Hoy, solo somos humanos.
Hoy, no somos ricos o pobres.
Hoy, solo somos humanos.
Sé bien que ese día no es hoy.
¡Vamos, comencemos el cambio hoy!
Fundamentalism is not a neurodivergence, but a lethal neuropsychiatric condition | Sin Dios Sí Hay Divinidad: The Pastor Who Never Was
Fervor of faith is not the problem, bigotry of faith is the problem. Or to put it simply. Religion is not the problem, fundamentalism is the real problem. But we must be aware of what a fundamentalist is. A fundamentalist is not necessarily a person who takes the scripture literally, rather, a fundamentalist is a person who deems their own religion as the only true religion, and all others as heresy. Some fundamentalists do interpret the scripture metaphorically, and still manage to remain a bigot.
After all, you see outside, what is inside. So the point is, if you want to see integration in the world, first you gotta irrigate your heart, not your colon, of all division. Until you understand undivision, you won’t understand divinity. No sabes unidad, no sabes divinidad.
Even if you have never heard of Jesus, even if you have never heard of Buddha, even if you have never heard of Moses and Mohammed, even if you have never heard of Nanak and Naskar, you can still be divine. But if you never treat another person with kindness and dignity, you can never be divine.
It’s your behavior that makes you religious, not your belief. Besides, even in this day and age, if your belief still keeps raising walls, instead of bringing them down, it’s time you seek medical help. Because you see, bigotry is not a legal problem, it is a medical problem, just like alcoholism is a medical problem. Fundamentalism is not a neurodivergence, fundamentalism is a lethal neuropsychiatric condition, which requires immediate medical attention.
After all, you see outside, what is inside. So the point is, if you want to see integration in the world, first you gotta irrigate your heart, not your colon, of all division. Until you understand undivision, you won’t understand divinity. No sabes unidad, no sabes divinidad.
Even if you have never heard of Jesus, even if you have never heard of Buddha, even if you have never heard of Moses and Mohammed, even if you have never heard of Nanak and Naskar, you can still be divine. But if you never treat another person with kindness and dignity, you can never be divine.
It’s your behavior that makes you religious, not your belief. Besides, even in this day and age, if your belief still keeps raising walls, instead of bringing them down, it’s time you seek medical help. Because you see, bigotry is not a legal problem, it is a medical problem, just like alcoholism is a medical problem. Fundamentalism is not a neurodivergence, fundamentalism is a lethal neuropsychiatric condition, which requires immediate medical attention.
My World, My Family (An Excerpt) | Her Insan Ailem
“The struggle isn’t over till the last drop of tear is wiped out.
Ne olursa olsun – ben vazgeçmeyeceğim – bu dünyadan ben vazgeçmeyeceğim. Bu dünya benim canım – bu dünya benim ailem – ailem için savaşacağım. Ailemin hakları için savaşacağım, ailemin huzuru için savaşacağım. Şu sol yanımdaki cevhar sönmediği sürece, ben savaşacağım. Savaşmak güzel şey – ailen için savaşmak güzel bir şey. O yüzden, ne olursa olsun – ben savaşacağım. Ne olursa olsun – dünyamdan vazgeçmeyeceğim – ailemden vazgeçmeyeceğim.
No matter what, I am not giving up – I am not giving up on this world. Because among all the planets across 2 trillion galaxies in our universe, this apparently insignificant little blue dot is my home – it’s my family. And I shall keep fighting, unarmed and unbending, for the rights of my family, for the peace and uplift of my family, so long as the four valves on my left keep working. Fighting is a good thing, if the reason is righteous. And there is no greater reason, no greater cause, to keep fighting, than for the welfare of our family. That is why, I am not giving up – no matter what, I am not giving up. I am not giving up on the welfare of my family – I am not giving up on my humankind.
Pase lo que pase, no me rendiré – no me rendiré con mi mundo. Porque, el hogar no es donde está el corazón, el hogar es donde el corazón se pierde. Y yo perdí mi corazón por mi familia mundial.
Ne olursa olsun – ben vazgeçmeyeceğim – bu dünyadan ben vazgeçmeyeceğim. Bu dünya benim canım – bu dünya benim ailem – ailem için savaşacağım. Ailemin hakları için savaşacağım, ailemin huzuru için savaşacağım. Şu sol yanımdaki cevhar sönmediği sürece, ben savaşacağım. Savaşmak güzel şey – ailen için savaşmak güzel bir şey. O yüzden, ne olursa olsun – ben savaşacağım. Ne olursa olsun – dünyamdan vazgeçmeyeceğim – ailemden vazgeçmeyeceğim.
No matter what, I am not giving up – I am not giving up on this world. Because among all the planets across 2 trillion galaxies in our universe, this apparently insignificant little blue dot is my home – it’s my family. And I shall keep fighting, unarmed and unbending, for the rights of my family, for the peace and uplift of my family, so long as the four valves on my left keep working. Fighting is a good thing, if the reason is righteous. And there is no greater reason, no greater cause, to keep fighting, than for the welfare of our family. That is why, I am not giving up – no matter what, I am not giving up. I am not giving up on the welfare of my family – I am not giving up on my humankind.
Pase lo que pase, no me rendiré – no me rendiré con mi mundo. Porque, el hogar no es donde está el corazón, el hogar es donde el corazón se pierde. Y yo perdí mi corazón por mi familia mundial.
Soneto del Visvavencedor | Abhijit Naskar | Insan Himalayanoğlu
No soy poeta,
Soy un paradigma.
No soy religioso,
Soy divinidad viva.
Más que un científico,
Soy la brújula para ciencia.
Más que un filósofo barato,
Soy el epítome de la armonía.
No soy ni policía ni político,
Soy la tierra del orden sin ley.
Soy la campaña de un mundo de luz,
Más allá de la fiesta de la muerte.
Yo soy el visva (mundo), yo soy vencedor.
Para el dolor humano, humano salvador.
Soy un paradigma.
No soy religioso,
Soy divinidad viva.
Más que un científico,
Soy la brújula para ciencia.
Más que un filósofo barato,
Soy el epítome de la armonía.
No soy ni policía ni político,
Soy la tierra del orden sin ley.
Soy la campaña de un mundo de luz,
Más allá de la fiesta de la muerte.
Yo soy el visva (mundo), yo soy vencedor.
Para el dolor humano, humano salvador.
Amor Armada (El Soneto – The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | Abigitano: El Divino Refugiado
“Amor Armada (El Soneto)
El dolor fortalece el corazón,
La catástrofe fortaleció la integridad.
La estrechez de miras arruina la existencia,
En las personas encontraremos la felicidad.
Las nubes son sólo heraldos del sol,
Las heridas de hoy son la corona del mañana.
Cuéntame de tu dolor, quiero escuchar,
El apego es un ungüento para la humanidad.
Sí, estoy ebrio, pero
no de vino, sino de cultura.
Estoy bajo la influencia,
no de drogas, sino de idiomas.
No quiero alcohol, no quiero cocaína.
Mártir para el mundo, ¡soy Amor Armada!”
“Amor Armada (The Sonnet)
I don’t do drugs,
languages are my LSD.
Half-lovers crave escape,
I crave absolute unity.
Music is my MDMA,
Cultures, my cocaine.
Languages are my LSD,
People are my heaven.
Those drunk on love, language and
culture, need no artificial stimulant.
Only the half-lovers and the half-dead,
chase booze, drugs and institutions.
I’m drunk with the spirit of sacrifice,
You can keep your puny bottled charisma.
In a world of broken glass and
cigarette buds, I am Amor Armada.”
El dolor fortalece el corazón,
La catástrofe fortaleció la integridad.
La estrechez de miras arruina la existencia,
En las personas encontraremos la felicidad.
Las nubes son sólo heraldos del sol,
Las heridas de hoy son la corona del mañana.
Cuéntame de tu dolor, quiero escuchar,
El apego es un ungüento para la humanidad.
Sí, estoy ebrio, pero
no de vino, sino de cultura.
Estoy bajo la influencia,
no de drogas, sino de idiomas.
No quiero alcohol, no quiero cocaína.
Mártir para el mundo, ¡soy Amor Armada!”
“Amor Armada (The Sonnet)
I don’t do drugs,
languages are my LSD.
Half-lovers crave escape,
I crave absolute unity.
Music is my MDMA,
Cultures, my cocaine.
Languages are my LSD,
People are my heaven.
Those drunk on love, language and
culture, need no artificial stimulant.
Only the half-lovers and the half-dead,
chase booze, drugs and institutions.
I’m drunk with the spirit of sacrifice,
You can keep your puny bottled charisma.
In a world of broken glass and
cigarette buds, I am Amor Armada.”
Quién es Abigitano (Quién, Kral Fakir) – Abhijit Naskar, Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat
Me llamo Gitano – Abigitano;
Nación, la Tierra – Raza, Humano.
La pertenencia es mi biblia,
la conciencia es mi brújula.
La gente es mi paraíso,
cada corazon, mi casa divina.
Cada nación es mi nación,
cada religión es mi religión,
cada cultura es mi cultura,
ser amable es mi constitución.
Abigitano, Kral Fakir, o Hometown Humano –
palabras difieren, pero sol es el mismo.
Nación, la Tierra – Raza, Humano.
La pertenencia es mi biblia,
la conciencia es mi brújula.
La gente es mi paraíso,
cada corazon, mi casa divina.
Cada nación es mi nación,
cada religión es mi religión,
cada cultura es mi cultura,
ser amable es mi constitución.
Abigitano, Kral Fakir, o Hometown Humano –
palabras difieren, pero sol es el mismo.
