SARTRE AND T.S. ELLIOT ABOUT BOUDELAIR
SARTRE: "Forever the accomplished architect of his own ruin."
T.S.ELLIOT: "Mullish determination to make the worst of everything."
BRECHT: " When he laid his hands upon the age-it resulted in his own
self-strangulation, his tongue-tossed to the dogs."
BOUDELAIRE: "BELGIUM DISROBED"
As Boudlaire said about Belgians.
"A Belgian can not get it through his skull that a man
might praise another man for entirely disinterested reasons."
Walter Benjamin about Boudelaire
"Secret discontent of his class with its own hegemony."
"PIERCING AND SUDDEN IRRUPTION OF WAR ENTERING FREELY INTO THOUGHT."
From Paul Lynch's great book, "Prophet Song."
Haven't written any thing for months. Since this Gaza war started.
Everything has created a tight knot in the brain and soul, unable to untie it to
start something co-herent, something less heart breaking, something which will make sense,
but every morning, every night the knot keeps getting tightened, need sharp cissors to just
cut it out, since can't untie it. Emotions are bundled up, where to begin? from 100 years ago?
or from Oct 7?
Or from time of the prpphet Mohammad? or the Iraq war of 1991?
Or the Iraq war of 2003?
Or the Afghan war which lasted 20 years? or the Iranian revolution? Or the birth of Israel stae?
Or the massacre of millions of muslims over the centuries? Or just deal with the current Gaza war?
Gaza war where thousands upon thousands of children are murdered...maimed...hungry...starving?
Where to begin? what to write? How to explain your history of colonization?
Of hatred towards you and your religion? How to mourn? How to deal with so much grief? so much
injustice? How to have a decent debate of history? How to remind them of context of history?
How to sleep under the constant shadow of death? How to hear the cries of mothers whose children's
bodies are melting right infront of them in minutes before they themselves melt into the flames of war?
How to rest? How to sleep? How to wake up? and then what to do, from where to begin?
hat to say about the pain and grief of human suffering? which words will be able to portray the loss, the
horror, the danger, the clouds of bombs raining down more death and more death on the innocent
children? innocent women? innocent men? bombs destroying their history, their archives, their
hospitals, their schools, their culture. their mosques, their scholars, their poets, their teachers, their
schools, their journalists, their doctors, their nurses, their shops, their food, their medicine...
Can there be a name given to this utter and complete horror? A title? An atrocity? A mass murder? A
massacre? A genocide?
Can't decide what to call it? Can't find a title...
And if there is no title, there is no article can be written, no essay, no poem, no play...
Just nothing....nothingness...
"CAUGHT IN SUDDEN NOTHINGNESS." To quote again from Paul Lynch's book, PROPHET SONG
ABSENCE
Not the temporary absence
But the permanent one
Can't complain
Who are you going to complain to?
To the one gone?
To God?
No one...
Can't delete that absence
And fill it with something else
Something else?
Something else, whatever that
something else may be...
Go to the cafe?
Go to the theater?
Ok, do theater?
Go for a walk
Go to the cinema
Are these the real fillers of that eternal absence?
Where ever you go
Whatever you do
You take your mind, your soul and heart
with you...
And that's where the absence lies...
"The world pass by in strange pretense."
"Hearing the thinking mind."
"The charge is cowardice and falsehood."
"Everything in this world is but a shadow."
"An ache at the base of my skull."
'Static silence."
"Darkness of rain."
"A mercilessness which belongs not to the dogs but to the wolfs."
"She finds herself softly crying."
"This sudden sorrow."
"You can not put a stop to the wind."
"Caught in sudden nothingness."
"This tiredness throughout his body."
"A nothing month giving giving to a nothing year."
"Shadow and disorder."
"The house of memory."
"Turn to look and meet your grief."
"No longer know who I am, we are."
"Animals in docile servitude to the needs of the body."
"Watching and waiting for facts to come."
"History is the law of force."
"History is the silent record of people who couldn't leave."
"Map out of this please."
"The mind has drifted slowly into absence"
"Piercing and steady irruptions of war entering
freely into thought."
"Death awaits with open arms all over the city."
"The death that waits to be let drop from the sky."
"You need to spit it out."
FROM PROPHET SONG BY PAUL LYNCH.
GHASSAN KANAFANI
A GREAT LATE PALESTINIAN WRITER.
"OPPRESIVE LONELINESS"
"CLOSED LIKE THE LINING OF SNAIL ARRESTED."
"INTROVERTED."
"THIS GAZA WAS MORE CRAMPED THAN THE MIND OF A SLEEPER IN THE TROTHES
OF A FEARFUL NIGHTMARE."
HIS NOVEL, MEN IN THE SUN.
"DEFEATIST
DESPAIR
PASSIVITY."
AL-MAKHDUN , A FILM BY TEWFIK SALEH?
"RUBBLE OF MEMORY."
"A LETTER FROM GAZA"
WELL BEING
HAIR:
BIOTIN
IRON
ZINC
FOLIC ACID
GENTLE SHAMPOO
AVOID BLOW DRYER
AVOID DYES
BRUSH GENTLY
BUY SOFTER HAIR BRUSH
FOOD WHICH HAS IRON
DRIED BEANS
DRIED FRUIT
APRICOT
PRUNES
RAISINS
EGGS
LEAN RED MEAT, LIVER, OYSTERS, SALON, TUNA, WHOLE GRAIN,IT C
POTATOES
STRAWBERRIES
TOMATOS
TOFU
MASSAGE HAIR WITH TEA TREE OIL,PUMPKIN SEED OIL
ROSEMARY OIL. BEFORE BED TIME.
AVOID EMOTIONAL AND PHYSICAL STRESS BY DOING THINGS ENJOYABLE TO YOU
1:READ BOOKS
2: WRITE
3: DRAW
4: PERFORM
5: TRY TO BE SOCIAL
6: GO TO A PLACE YOU LIKE TO READ. ST AMBROISE...LAFYETTE
7: LIBERINE BOOK STORE ON 5TH AVE AND 80 ST.
8: MET
9: DISCOVER NEW AREAS, NEW PLACES TO GO TO
10: DRESS BETER
11: TRY TO BE HAPPY
12: DON'T TAKE THE TEASING SERIOUSLY
