Race: Socially constructed divison

From Wikipedia:

"A race is a population of humans distinguished from other populations. The most widely used racial categories are based on visible traits (especially skin color and facial features). Conceptions of race, as well as specific racial groupings, vary by culture and time and are often controversial due to their impact on social identity hence identity politics."

The idea of race is one that separates human from human. It is one of the basic building blocks of ethnocentrism, prejudice and hatred. One does not conceive this notion yet when you look deep into this biological classification. Does this truly call any one to universal brotherhood? Does this term identify by color or features the depth in which the society's or populations reach?

In the animal world we classify bugs by color because their color is a key piece of their survival against predators in nature. The Green Lacewings green to blend into the environment enabling them to survive.





If we take this same example do Asian people need their yellow skin tone in order to survive in the human population? Are they forced in some way to hide near the Juno Iris for protection against hunter-gather humans?

The whole concept of race takes the validity away from the individual or collective culture. It is true that the reason for the slanted eyes was based on environmental protection for the eyes against the extreme cold. It’s true that the pigments of blacks are darker in order to keep them from overexposure to the sun. However, in either of these cases does that determine personality, class, intelligence?

The answer is no, so please identify me and others as a human. I am not black, nor white, nor Asian; these terms have no meaning in my personal, ideological, intellectual makeup. If one man does badly regardless of color, I am affected because we are both human. I feel no need to separate myself from them by the race variable. If a man is ignorant then he is an ignorant man. I want to be defined by my actions and my qualities not my color. If we thought of everyone as human and each person were based on their qualities and not color, our collective perception would rise from this ethnocentric state. Idealy we would think of humanity over physical constructs, and progress into a brighter future Insh'Allah( God Willing).

The information about the skin color of Blacks of the Asians were found on some audio lectures by Shaykh Nuh Keller, he answered some questions concerning science and religion. It is something any man can reflect on here is the link:

Shaykh Nuh Keller - Home Page

hmmm............

Your Power Color Is Magenta

At Your Highest: You energize yourself and push others to suceed. At Your Lowest: You feel frustrated and totally overwhelmed. In Love: You are suprised by who you attract. You're a love magnet. How You're Attractive: Open and free spirited, people want to explore the world with you. Your Eternal Question: "What is my next source of inspiration?"

What's Your Power Color?

Jean Baudrillard

II. This Is The Fourth World War: The Der Spiegel Interview with Baudrillard

Spiegel: Monsieur Baudrillard, you have described the 9/11 attacks on New York and Washington as the “absolute event.” You have accused the United States, with its insufferable hegemonic superiority, for rousing the desire for its own destruction. Now that the reign of the Taliban has collapsed pitifully and Bin Laden is nothing more than a hunted fugitive, don’t you have to retract everything?

Baudrillard: I have glorified nothing, accused nobody, justified nothing. One should not confuse the messenger with his message. I have endeavored to analyze the process through which the unbounded expansion of globalization creates the conditions for its own destruction.

Spiegel: In the process, don’t you simply deflect attention from the fact that there are identifiable criminals and terrorists who are responsible for the attacks?

Baudrillard: Of course there are those who committed these acts, but the spirit of terrorism and panic reaches far beyond them. The Americans’ war is focused on a visible object, which they would like to destroy. Yet the event of September 11th, in all of its symbolism, cannot be obliterated in this manner. The bombing of Afghanistan is a completely inadequate, substitute action.

Spiegel: All the same, the United States has brought to an end a barbaric form of oppression and, in the process, has given the Afghani people an opportunity for a new, peaceful beginning. Or at least this is how your colleague, Bernard-Henri Lévy, sees it.

Baudrillard: The situation doesn’t appear to me as so unequivocal. Lévy’s triumphalism strikes me as strange. He treats B-52 bombers as if they were instruments of the world-spirit.

Spiegel: So there is no such thing as a just war?

Baudrillard: No, there’s always too much ambivalence. Wars are often begun in the name of justice, indeed this is almost always the official justification. Yet, while they themselves want to be so justified and are undertaken with the best of intentions, they normally don’t end in the manner in which their instigators had imagined.

Spiegel: The Americans have attained some unquestionable successes. Many Afghans are now able to hope for a better life.

Baudrillard: You wait and see. Not all the Afghani women have discarded their veils yet. Sharia is still in effect. Without a doubt, the Taliban Regime has been smashed. However, the network of the international terror organization, al-Qaida, still exists. And Bin Laden, dead or alive, has, above all, disappeared. This lends him a mythical power; he has achieved a certain supernatural quality.

Spiegel: The Americans would be successful only if they were able to present Bin Laden or his body on television?

Baudrillard: That would be a questionable spectacle, and he, himself, would continue to play the role of martyr. Such an exhibition would not necessarily demystify him. What is at issue is more than the control of a territory or a population or the disbanding of a subversive organization. The stakes have become metaphysical.

Spiegel: Why can’t you simply accept that the destruction of the World Trade Center was an arbitrary, irrational act of blind fanatics?

Baudrillard: A good question, but, even if it were a matter of addressing the catastrophe in-itself, it would still have symbolic meaning. Its fascination can only be explained in this way. Here something happened that far exceeded the will of the actors. There is a general allergy to an ultimate order, to an ultimate power, and the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center embodied this in the fullest sense.

Spiegel: Thus, you explain terroristic delusion as the unavoidable reaction against a system which has itself become megalomaniacal?

Baudrillard: With its totalizing claim, the system created the conditions for this horrible retaliation. The immanent mania of globalization generates madness, just as an unstable society produces delinquents and psychopaths. In truth, these are only symptoms of the sickness. Terrorism is everywhere, like a virus. It doesn’t require Afghanistan as its home base.

Spiegel: You suggest that globalization and resistance to it is like the course of an illness, even to the point of self-destruction. Is this not what is particularly scandalous about your analysis-that it completely leaves morality out?

Baudrillard: In my own way, I am very much a moralist. There is a morality of analysis, a duty of honesty. That is to say, it is immoral to close one’s eyes to the truth, to find excuses, in order to cover up that which is difficult to bear. We must see the thing beyond the opposition of good and bad. I seek a confrontation with the event as it is without equivocation. Whoever is unable to do that, is led to a moral falsification of history.

Spiegel: But if the terrorist act takes place as a form of compulsion or fate, as you claim, is it not then at the same time exculpated? There is no longer a morally responsible subject.

Baudrillard: It is clear to me that the conceptual nature of my analysis is doubled-edged. Words can be turned against me. However, I do not praise murderous attacks - that would be idiotic. Terrorism is not a contemporary form of revolution against oppression and capitalism. No ideology, no struggle for an objective, not even Islamic fundamentalism, can explain it.

Spiegel: But why should globalization turn against itself, why should it run amok, when, after all, it promises freedom, well-being and happiness for all?

Baudrillard: That is the utopian view, the advertisement more or less. Yet there is altogether no positive system. In general all the positive historical utopias are extremely murderous, as fascism and communism have shown.

Spiegel: Surely you cannot compare globalization with the bloodiest systems of the 20th century.

Baudrillard: It is based, as colonialism was earlier, on immense violence. It creates more victims than beneficiaries, even when the majority of the Western world profits from it. Naturally the United States, in principle, could liberate every country just as it has liberated Afghanistan. But what kind of peculiar liberation would that be? Those so fortunate would know how to defend themselves even with terror if necessary.

Spiegel: Do you hold globalization to be a form of colonialism, disguised as the widening of Western civilization?

Baudrillard: It is pitched as the endpoint of the Enlightenment, the solution to all contradictions. In reality, it transforms everything into a negotiable, quantifiable exchange value. This process is extremely violent, for it cashes out in the idea of unity as the ideal state, in which everything that is unique, every singularity, including other cultures and finally every non-monetary value would be incorporated. See, on this point, I am the humanist and moralist.

Spiegel: But don’t universal values such as freedom, democracy, and human rights also establish themselves through globalization?

Baudrillard: One must differentiate radically between the global and the universal. The universal values, as the Enlightenment defined them, constitute a transcendental ideal. They confront the subject with its own freedom, which is a permanent task and responsibility, not simply a right. This is completely absent in the global, which is an operational system of total trade and exchange.

Spiegel: Rather than liberating humanity, globalization only in turns reifies it?

Baudrillard: It pretends to liberate people, only to deregulate them. The elimination of all rules, more precisely, the reduction of all rules to laws of the market is the opposite of freedom-namely, its illusion. Such out-dated and aristocratic values such as dignity, honesty, challenge and sacrifice no longer count for anything.

Spiegel: Doesn’t the unrestricted recognition of human rights build a decisive bulwark against this alienating process?

Baudrillard: I think that human rights have already been integrated into the process of globalization and therefore function as an alibi. They belong to a juridical and moral superstructure; in short, they are advertising.

Spiegel: Therefore mystification?

Baudrillard: Is it not a paradox that the West uses as a weapon against dissenters the following motto: Either you share our values or…? A democracy asserted with threats and blackmail only sabotages itself. It no longer represents the autonomous decision for freedom, but rather becomes a global imperative. This is, in effect, a perversion of Kant’s categorical imperative, which implies freely chosen consent to its command.

Spiegel: So the end of history, the absolute sway of democracy, would be a new form of world dictatorship?

Baudrillard: Yes, and it is completely inconceivable that there would be no violent counter-reaction against it. Terrorism emerges when no other form of resistance seems possible. The system takes as objectively terrorist whatever is set against it. The values of the West are ambivalent, at a definite point in time they could have a positive effect and accelerate progress, at another, however, they drive themselves to such extremes that they falsify themselves and ultimately turn against their own purpose.

Spiegel: If the antagonism between globalization and terrorism in reality is irresolvable, then what purpose could the War Against Terrorism still have?

Baudrillard: US President Bush aspires to return to trusted ground by rediscovering the balance between friend and foe. The Americans are prosecuting this war as if they were defending themselves against a wolf pack. But this doesn’t work against viruses that have already been in us for a long time. There is no longer a front, no demarcation line, the enemy sits in the heart of the culture that fights it. That is, if you like, the fourth world war: no longer between peoples, states, systems and ideologies, but, rather, of the human species against itself.

Spiegel: Then in your opinion this war cannot be won?

Baudrillard: No one can say how it will all turn out. What hangs in the balance is the survival of humanity, it is not about the victory of one side. Terrorism has no political project, it has no finality; though it is seen as real, it is absurd.

Spiegel: Bin Laden and the Islamists do indeed have a social project, an image of a rigorous, ideal community in the name of Allah.

Baudrillard: Perhaps, but it is not religiosity that drives them to terrorism. All the Islam experts emphasize this. The assassins of September 11th made no demands. Fundamentalism is a symptomatic form of rejection, refusal; its adherents didn’t want to accomplish anything concrete, they simply rise up wildly against that which they perceive as a threat to their own identity.

Spiegel: Yet this doesn’t change the fact that in the course of history cultural evolution takes place. Doesn’t the global expansion of Western culture demonstrate the power of its appeal?

Baudrillard: Why not also say its superiority? Cultures are like languages. Each is incommensurable, a self-contained work of art for itself. There is no hierarchy of languages. One cannot measure them against universal standards. It is theoretically possible for a language to assert itself globally, however, such reduction would constitute an absolute danger.

Spiegel: For all intents and purposes, you refuse the idea of moral progress. The unique, which you defend, is in itself not a value at all. It can be good or evil, selfless or criminal…

Baudrillard: Yes, singularity can assume all forms, including the vicious or terroristic. It remains all the same an artwork. For the rest, I don’t believe that there are predominantly good or evil cultures-there are, of course, disastrous diversions, but it is not possible to separate the one from the other. Evil does not retreat in proportion to the advance of the good. Therefore the concept of progress is, outside of the rationality of the natural sciences, in fact, problematic. Montaigne said: “If the evil in men were eliminated, then the fundamental condition of life would be destroyed.”

Spiegel: No heaven without hell, no redemption with out perdition-isn’t your dualistic view of the world nothing more than pessimism and fatalism?

Baudrillard: Fatalism offers an unpalatable interpretation of the world, for it leads to resignation. I don’t resign myself, I want clarity, a lucid consciousness. When we know the rules of the game, then we can change them. In this respect, I am a man of the Enlightenment.

Spiegel: But your knowledge of evil doesn’t lead you to combat it.

Baudrillard: No, for me that is senseless. Good and evil are irresolvably bound up with one another, this is fatal in the original sense: an integral part of our fate, our destiny.

Spiegel: Why does Western culture find it so difficult to tolerate the existence of evil, why is it repressed and denied?

Baudrillard: Evil was interpreted as misfortune, for misfortune can be combated: poverty, injustice, oppression and so on. This is the humanitarian view of things, the pathetic and sentimental vision, the permanent empathy with the wretched. Evil is the world as it is and as it has been. Misfortune is the world as it never should have been. The transformation of evil into misfortune is the most lucrative industry of the twentieth century.

Spiegel: While evil cannot be exorcized, misfortune can be made good, it demands a better condition.

Baudrillard: Misfortune is a mine whose ore is inexhaustible. Evil, in contrast, can’t be subdued by any form of rationality. This is the illusion of the West: because technological perfection seems within reach, one believes by extension in the possibility of realizing moral perfection, in an future free of contingencies in the best of all possible worlds. Everything should be redeemed-which is what comprises the contemporary ideal of our democracy. Everything will be genetically manipulated in order to attain the biological and democratic perfection of the human species.

Spiegel: Do you regret that the West has lost its belief in redemption through God?

Baudrillard: You know, in reality one would have to turn the whole debate on its head. The exciting question is not why there is evil. First there is evil, without question. Why is there good? This is the real miracle.

Spiegel: Could you explain it without reference to God?

Baudrillard: In the eighteenth century, Rousseau and others tried, but not very convincingly. The best and simplest hypothesis is, in effect, to postulate God. God is like democracy: the least corrupt and therefore the best of all possible solutions.

Spiegel: When one hears you, it is possible to conclude that you would have been a Cathar in the Middle Ages.

Baudrillard: Oh yes, I love the world of the Cathars because I am Manichaean.

Spiegel: … of the opinion that there is an eternal opposition between light and night, good and evil …

Baudrillard: … yes, the Cathars held the material world to be evil and bad, created by demons. At the same time, they put their faith in God, the holy and the possibility of perfection. This is a much more radical view than that which sees in evil only the gradually diminishing auxiliaries of the good.

Spiegel: Monsieur Baudrillard, thank you for this interview.


Jean Baudrillard is among the most important theorists of our time. He has been employing theory to challenge the real for many years. His recent books include The Vital Illusion, The Spirit of Terrorism, Requiem For The Twin Towers, Cool Memories IV, and Passwords. He is an editor of the International Journal of Baudrillard Studies.

Samir Gandesha is an Assistant Professor of Humanities at Simon Fraser University in Burnaby, B.C. Canada. He is currently working on a book length project on T.W. Adorno’s critique of Martin Heidegger. He is also working on a project on the role of academic journals in the constitution of the North American public sphere.

Gary Genosko is Canada Research Chair in Technoculture Studies and Associate Professor of Sociology, Lakehead University, Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada. His recent work concerns Baudrillard, surveillance, and the prospects of symbolic exchange for anti-surveillance struggles. He is an editor of the International Journal of Baudrillard Studies.
Endnotes

1 This interview originally appeared in Der Spiegel, Number 3, 2002. The International Journal of Baudrillard Studies thanks Der Spiegel and the New York Times Syndicate for permission to reprint this interview in English translation.

2 A talk delivered at Lakehead University, Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada, April 3, 2003.

Mythic Violence

I was handed a magazine in class and it was literature from the dissent, it had a thought provoking article I copied and pasted below. It was an article posted by Walter Wink and was thoroughly interesting; I also found through Google one of my favorite internet news sites

Alternet

had something else to say about the editors of Adbusters. So I figured why don't you read it as well and see what you think? I posted links from all the other sources so you could see the original paper.

Below this line is the article from Adbusters:

The belief that violence is a reasonable and often necessary route to achieving our aims goes unquestioned in most societies. Violence is thought .to be the nature of things. It's what works. It seems inevitable - the last and, often, the first resort in conflicts. This Myth of Redemptive Violence is the real myth of the modern world. It, and not Judaism or Christianity or Islam, is the dominant religion in our society today.

When my children were small, I became fascinated with the mythic structure of cartoons. The same pattern was repeated endlessly: an indestructible hero is doggedly opposed to an irreformable and equally indestructible villain. Nothing can kill the hero, though for the first three quarters of the comic strip or TV show he (rarely she) suffers grievously and appears hopelessly doomed, until miraculously, the hero breaks free, vanquishes the villain, and restores order until the next episode.

Something about this mythic structure rang familiar. Suddenly I remembered: this cartoon pattern mirrored one of the oldest, continually enacted myths in the world: the Babylonian creation story (the Enuma Elish) from around 1250 BCE.

In the beginning, Apsu, the father god, and Tiamat, the mother god, give birth to the gods. But the frolicking of the younger gods makes so much noise that the elder gods resolve to kill them so they can sleep. The younger gods uncover the plot before the elder gods put it into action, and kill Apsu. His wife Tiamat, the Dragon of Chaos, pledges revenge. Terrified by Tiamat, the rebel gods turn for salvation. to their youngest member, Marduk. He negotiates a steep price: if he succeeds, he must be given chief and undisputed power in the assembly of the gods. Having extorted this promise, he catches Tiamat in a net, drives an evil wind down her throat, 'shoots an arrow that bursts her distended belly and pierces her heart. He then splits her skull with a club and scatters her blood in out-of-the-way places. He stretches out her corpse full-length, and from it creates the cosmos.

In this myth, creation is an act of violence. Marduk murders and dismembers Tiamat, and from her cadaver creates the world. As the French philosopher Paul Ricoeur observes in The Symbolism of Evil, order is established by means of disorder. Chaos (symbolised by Tiamat) is prior to order (represented by Marduk, high god of Babylon). Evil precedes good. The gods themselves are violent. Violence is simply a primordial fact.

The simplicity of this story commended it widely, and its basic mythic structure spread as far as Syria, Phoenicia, Egypt, Greece, Rome, Germany, Ireland, India and China. Typically, a male war god residing in the sky fights a decisive battle with a female divine being, usually depicted as a monster or dragon, residing in the sea or abyss (the feminine element). Having vanquished the original enemy by war and murder, the victor fashions a cosmos from the monster's corpse. Cosmic order requires the violent suppression of the feminine, and is mirrored in the social order by the subjection of women to men and people to ruler.

After the world has been created, the story continues, the gods imprisoned by Marduk for siding with Tiamat complain of the poor meal service. Marduk and his father, Ea, therefore execute one of the captive gods, from whose blood Ea creates human beings to be servants to the gods.

The implications are clear: our very origin is violence. Killing is in our genes. Humanity is not the originator of evil, but merely finds evil already present and perpetuates it. Human beings are thus naturally incapable of peaceful coexistence. Order must continually be imposed upon us from on high: men over women, masters over slaves, priests over laity, aristocrats over peasants, rulers over people. Unquestioning obedience is the highest virtue, and order the highest religious value.

In short, the Myth of Redemptive Violence is the ideology of conquest. Ours is neither a perfect nor perfectible world, but a theater of perpetual conflict in which the prize goes to the strong. Peace through war, security through strength: these are the core convictions that arise from this ancient historical religion. The Babylonian myth is as universally present today as at any time in its long and bloody history. It is the dominant myth in contemporary America.

Walter Wink is professor of Biblical Interpretation at Auburn Theological Seminary in New York City. This article was first published by Bible Society's spring I999 issue of The Bible in TransMission

Adbuster's busted on Alternet

Adbuster's website

Walter Winks original Article

After reading this what do you think?

The Revolution!

to be continued............

There There

In pitch dark I go walking in your landscape
Broken branches trip me as I speak
Just cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there
Just cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there

There's always a siren singing you to shipwreck (don't reach
out, don't reach out
There's always a siren singing you to shipwreck (don't reach
out, don't reach out

Stay away from these rocks we'd be a walking disaster (don't
reach out, don't reach out
Stay away from these rocks we'd be a walking disaster (don't
reach out, don't reach out

Just cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there (there's someone on
your shoulder
Just cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there (there's someone on
your shoulder

Feel it
Why so green
And lonely
And lonely
Heaven sent you
To me
To me
We are accidents waiting
Waiting to happen
We are accidents waiting
Waiting to happen

Courage

I found this on post secret, I guess I stumbled on it. I have sometimes in my life held in thoughts and later wondered if I should have told that person. Possibly your just not meant to say anything if the words don't make a space in your conversation. It might not be about courage It might just be about fate.

Black Man

Black man
We should not sleep any longer
Time has passed but the movement hasn’t
Why do we pacify ourselves?
Why do we sedate our fears in smoke?
And liquor?
Are we pavement?
Stepping stones?
Do you really believe in these things?
Cars? Gold?
Do you think you Midas touch will take you to heavan?
Or make heavan of earth?
I was lost in my days
And my nights
Pushed into madness
Pain and emptiness
Tired of my false smiles and hollow laughs
Broken
Without culture
And little faith
No drug took me away long enough
No love pushed my heart
I have seen jealousy and hate
From men and women
Stabbed in the back and the chest
But I stand tall as a Muslim
As a Black man
Nothing can hold me down
I refuse to let ignorance blind me any longer
Will you?
Black man
Don’t ignore your pulse as it races
Feeling life again
So long you have denied your self freedom
And justice
That God gave you!
God! Not Man!
Move within his path
And not your desires
Because desires will leave you empty
As a corpse
Without a soul
Organize your life
And refuse to taste iron
Because of your transgressions
Don’t let the blood and bone of your people!
Vanish to fertilize the plants
Of those who don’t know or care about your interests

Sometimes we need a wake up call; this is not only for the black man it is for all men; all men who have felt economic and political depression. It is for any family whos lost someone for a cause that you didn't believe in. We're made to look to the dollar to satisfy our needs, yet we will find none. Stop laying down and do something, I’m not talking about guns or hurting anyone. I’m talking about teaching someone something, volunteering some time at a homeless shelter. You can vote, and know who and what you’re voting about. Kiss your children and tell them how much you love them, then take them to the park. Do something you only live once.

How much is you life worth?

Nature

We are constantly surrounded by the need to love
To be
To set ourselves into the completion of Nature
Man and woman
Woman and man
In marriage and community
The creation of life by the combination of two forces
God is the Greatest
Some days we are blinded by the ego
Our mind
Our will
But humility will give the blind sight
By the grace of God
And by That grace alone
The Most compassionate
The Most Merciful
Throughout your life you will meet
Maybes, ifs, could of been, and almost
Because you have not realized what you are
What is expected of you?
And how to attain what is promised
We fall outside of these gifts
When we move in our own accord
Not considering the implications of our movements
We merely hurt ourselves
Nature is God
We have Nature
Move within your Nature and Live!

Just mostly awake

If when we go to heavan we lose our desires, than how do we want to see the people we knew on earth?

Just wondering, this question might be due to the fact that I saw Alexander last night and I contmplated death. I want to know why no one int the movie store warned me! I didn't even get a "Hey, you might not like this" or "Where's your rainbow?". I had no idea that this was going to be a multisexual adventure, just a little much for me.

hmmm............

I officially have writer’s blog, I cannot think coherently so I'm just going to ramble until I get to somewhere I feel I can stop. Usually when I post something I either write it and then cut it and paste into WORD and fix, or I take it from word after writing it and paste it. I cannot spell to save my life and constantly confuse words with each other. I think it has something to do with me and the fantasy world I live in. This fantasy world is highly complicated and I would need to create another blog to completely explain it. I wonder if this makes me a bad writer.

I often look at other people when I’m driving and wonder if they all think the same.

I wonder if their reality has been challenged at all, or if they are just happy where they are. I look at lots of Blogs (because I’m really busy all the time) and I wonder what makes people tick.

If everyone thought the same as me I would be completely bored, and life would have NO meaning. I wonder why some people think by eradicating people that they view as different, that life will somehow become better? If people only liked the North Pole (because of Santa Clause) and decided to eliminate the south, the world would fly out of orbit and we would no longer be hindered by gravity. This would eliminate all life on earth and release earth as a permanent member of our solar system (the Milky Way?). Please refer to picture.

The details are a little blurry but you get the picture. I'm going to leave you with some poetry so that you won't feel to down after these images.

THE JAR WITH THE DRY RIM

The mind is an ovean...I and so many worlds
are rolling there, mysterious, dimly seen!
And our bodies? Our body is a cup, Floating
on the ocean; soon it will fill, and sink...
Not even one bubble will show where it went
down.
The spirit is so near that you can't see it!
But reach for it... Don't be a jar
full of water, whose rim is always dry.
Don't be the rider who gallops all night
and never sees the horse that is beneath him.

Rummi

Nice and easy

I tend to take life a lot more relaxed now; I have come to terms with something’s. I can't change people, places or things. I enjoy life, each day and have great friends to share them with. I think that I am coming near a turning point in my life, though I'm not sure about any of the details. I just have a feeling.

Its time for me to get my mind ready for the educational beating I will receive this semester (glutton for punishment). I love school and learning, God is the Greatest! Allahu Akbar! I don't know what to do with all the blessings that I have received in life, I try to give them to everyone I meet in any way possible.

My baby is coming back home and I will no longer be a rouge parent, Alhamdulilah (thank God)! My daughter’s existence is so important in my life; I am a very lucky man.


I think I am moving past the desires and more into peace. I want things but they don't overcome my heart or life. It goes back into putting the controls we so dearly hold onto in God's hands. It is a task that is so easily said and so hard to accomplish. I feel as if I am transcending these emotions and subtly relaxing the grip that I have on the world.

I don't know where God is leading me, but I am going to enjoy the Journey!

Acceleration

Acceleration
Time can’t measure this feeling
These thoughts
Never bent into rhymes
Light curves in your warmth
And dims near you
It’s almost shy to approach
God must exist
You scream of truth in every
One of your Free radicals
All things Holy belongs to God
I am truly too human
In my expression
Butchering the page
Pasting letters
Trying to duplicate
To reflect you
I am moving
At the pace
That I know
But with
You
I
We
Accelerate

I serve my fate

I serve my fate
Steady in my soul
I walk with love
They walk with gold
Blessed to touch
A test in love
A common state
Life’s a rush
Too long to wait
There's so much time
I held an ace
I have no dimes
Who’s known a past?
I might have lost
I’ve lived the last
Life of a thought
Now I am
And we are
Life reflects
Our eyes like stars
Into a place
That no one knows
A space beyond time
Someplace our home

Only as powerful as ......

When one writes each syllable is only as strong as the intention behind the word. Many words are used but possibly the intention is lost. Words like God and love have been used over and over again with the meaning falling through the cracks. It seems as though some have lost the passion for life, love, and faith; all three inseparable from God.

Should we have to talk outside of these words to feel like there is true meaning?

With faith like a thermometer constantly going up and down, are our words not affected?

Working under the opinion that words are affected by our faith relative to the time we use them.
How does one increase faith with others?

Is it not by wanting for your brother what you want for your self?

Being a Good Samaritan?

I feel like if we truly act with love that people whether they acknowledge it, will be affected. Since communication is 80% non-verbal than we must act with the beliefs we hold in order to strengthen our reality. I mean our world our life since we are all connected be six degrees than we cannot escape the fact of our unity.

This is where we move back to the first question, when we act in love than we strengthen the intention of all the words we use. So when I say I love you I mean I love you. When I say trust in God, you can be comforted by the words because of the actions that have preceded the words. I think I’ll end here and think some more.

Communication is the most important thing to humans, without it where would we be?

Something New

I live in a fantasy world filled with my three favorite ologys: Theology, Sociology, and Philosophy. They all come together in my writing which admittedly is not that good, but I like it anyways.

Rose Colored Glasses

Destructively Beautiful
A mirror reflecting what we want to see
And what we don’t want to see
Stirring up the most fascinating thoughts
And the most horrid ideas
Perplexing
Images we cannot verify
By a mind and body with a soul attached by?
My dog is my cat
And my feet my hands
Silly questions and statements without concrete answers
Pointless statements
Mind boggling nonsense
Happy chaos
Dancing in the words
Another mirror
Which also, no matter how we intend
Each word means something different
To someone else
Queer, infallible, Molest
Life is to celebrate and blame
For our rose colored glasses
We keep the hamster begging for the cheese
One wonders if our little rodents will ever get any rest
Or any cheese


Water

I am water
I’ve come to release your thirst
Clear the blood from your wounds
Soak your tired feet
Wash the days that surround you
Hold you up while you swim
Carry your boat on my back
Feed the plants in your garden
Massage the roof, closing your eyes
Splash your face and wake you up
Purify your soul from past experience
I am water

Man

I am a man
Not by all meanings of the word
Hoping to find comfort in the warmth of my reality
But I find none
So many satires play out my life
Some aspects have been highlighted and erased
So where do we go from here
I desire more than anyone can fulfill
Not physically but love
Where have all the romantics gone
Cast aside
A man who knows not what he does
Seems to be lost, maybe he’s trapped in emotion
Theses times are shallow
I want to fill the world with life
I have no medicine
Yet I have love
Is that not the cure?
Tapered and trimmed by a social machine
I tear and shed their shade
Replace the trimmings
Because I’m looking for the original
Inside me this shell of man is I
I beg for purity
Not in color
But in sincerity
Is that so hard?
I am a man
Not by my social or financial withholding
But because of my depth of perception and emotion

What will it take for you?

One strives on the path of righteousness; one is tested equal to the greatness of the path chosen. Strive for the understanding, knowledge, and be prepared for your tests. Life is not a mountain that you can climb, it is more like trying to cover each square foot of the world.

I wonder how far will the human mind take us? How far will humanity push itself to really gain understanding? My greatest fear is that the majority will become complacent, dulled with pleasure. Men have seemed to stop looking for the new, within them or outside. What does it take for hundreds of thousands to meet in city of millions because of the homeless, the poor, and the hungry? The smallest percentage of people would cause ripples in this sea of complacency.

The greatest terrorist atrocities call none to the battle for humanity, to feed, to nurture and to love. As if we skip reason, or don’t know that state. We push to fight, to kill and to hate. Does it take disease to the ones you love to make change? If so then the entire world will be stricken with a cancer, which will be made malignant by our assumptions of our own humanity.

What will it take for you?

Jean Baudrillard

[Translated in 1988 by Chris Turner from the original in French, Amerique]

A M E R I C A

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This is echoed by the other obsession: that of being 'into', hooked in to your own brain. What people are contemplating on their word-processor screens is the operation of their own brains. It is not entrails that we try to interpret these days, nor even hearts or facial expressions; it is, quite simply, the brain. We want to expose to view its billions of connections and watch it

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operating like a video-game. All this cerebral, electronic snobbery is hugely affected - far from being the sign of a superior knowledge of humanity, it is merely the mark of a simplified theory, since the human being is here reduced to the terminal excrescence of his or her spinal chord. But we should not worry too much about this: it is all much less scientific, less functional than is ordinarily thought. All that fascinates us is the spectacle of the brain and its workings. What we are wanting here is to see our thoughts unfolding before us - and this itself is a superstition.

Hence, the academic grappling with his computer, ceaselessly correcting, reworking, and complexifying, turning the exercise into a kind of interminable psychoanalysis, memorizing everything in an effort to escape the final outcome, to delay the day of reckoning of death, and that other - fatal - moment of reckoning that is writing, by forming an endless feed-back loop with the machine. This is a marvellous instrument of exoteric magic. In fact all these interactions come down in the end to endless exchanges with a machine. Just look at the child sitting in front of his computer at school; do you think he has been made interactive, opened up to the world? Child and machine have merely been joined together in an integrated circuit. As for the intellectual, he has at last found the equivalent of what the teenager gets from his stereo and his walkman: a spectacular desublimation of thought, his concepts as images on a screen.

Time for me to talk.

Your Worth

You know the value of every article of merchandise,
but you don't know the value of your own soul,
it's all foolishness.
You've come to know the fortunate and the
inauspicious stars,
but you don't know whether you yourself
are the fortunate or unlucky.
This, this is the essence of all sciences -
that you should know who you will be
when the day of reckoning arrives.
Rumi- Mathnawi III 2652-2654

thats all.

Redefining Qualifiers

When we talk to people we sometimes tend to fall into a trap of negative qualifiers. Qualifiers are words used affirm a contextual position of both people in the conversation When you meet someone in order to make sure the person qualified for you to talk with you send out words that reflect your inner feelings, or expectations of that person. You might use slang or words that have theological, political, and sexual, connotations, so that ultimately you can see how far you want to communicate with them.

For example you might comment on a person who is homosexual and say” I don’t know if thats what God wants” In this statement the person is playing mental chess and wants to see two thing if the person he/she is talking to believes in God and if they agree with homosexuality. This is very dangerous and destructive for us socially because of the aggressive tone that you set in the conversation. This also might make someone who is more passive agree with your negativity when in truth they don’t want to agree with you at all. On the other hand you might have an aggressive person respond equally negative or better for the sake of the confrontation, and personal views.

When we engage in conversation with people with the intention of building lasting relationships we need to look at what kind of qualifier we send the other person. If you wanted to build a relationship with your religious advisor you don’t immediately try and qualify with them on the negative aspects but the positive. So if you are trying to gain a positive relation ship with some one you might not want to use the negative qualifiers.

For example you want to engage a person in a religious conversation but have different views you should make a statement like “I am happy that God has blessed us and has given us the opportunity to talk to each other” This statement gives the players an opportunity to be one in a belief in God, and a belief that God has allowed/ arranged the conversation to happen. This opens the hearts and minds of those involved and is very constructive. A passive person, who might have shunned away from the conversation, might be affected positively by this statement and open up to speak. This approach is probable to be positive with the aggressive person because you have not attacked his belief system or personal beliefs.

The point is that our words have such strength that it only takes one to change the relationships we share with one another. If we understand this we might become more aware of the types of words we use in the introduction. When we consciously think of the qualifiers we use we might be able to create more connection between cultures and social circles.

I don't have a catchy title, do i need one?

I don't know why but I did.