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And here it is the circle of the world
the sign if humanity
the language of ancestors
the grown of those who passed away

The peak experiences
of such madlads
as us forced into
nearby-eternity

I will take you to war
with total thoughts
introducing rhythms
of the new millenium

Contributing To

being a cause of a mass though extinction
I go the soul beauty contest with myself

persuading myself to change my programming
I interfere into myself completely

the course of will the great degradation
going against the knife of time

the rebellion of the generations great matters over my head
the contours of interstellar contacts overhead
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Human Thing

God has brought about
the cannons of the human thing

for the world for marksmanship \ for labeling of the people

Nomenclature

for the raport of the world
I employed
I asphyxiated

the nomenclature
keeps the dead images
out of my eyes

I die in the soul
my name is
the contours of evenness

Seeking

one sip of life and this gesture
total delamination

one hit and disappear
in the density of abstraction

The Amok

the amok of critical suffering
on the stage of reality

in the end there is worry
in some sense of the soul

The Dream

overplayed notes to the common game
cooperation on all fronts
the most concrete force
applied to everyday problems

I haunt other needless states
I play other stupid games
nominally I pierce
the corporate walls of everything

I look at the world awry
examining my opportunities
and so until the daybreak of victory
end with the end

The Intent

the whole blood scours
in known directions

mind your fate
setting the table of debauchery

overextending emptiness
wear new roads

renew the meanings
of the whole mysterium

The Last Bridge

The mystery of my hands
dissolves in the world.
The world lost its head
blocking the last bridge.

The scream of the spilled blood
destroys my nature.
I am like a fallen
tree of the world.

The bastards always dances
like you innocently sing.
The coups d’état
is my nightmare.

Now I turn myself
to the other page of life.
I lash with words
to the miserable end.

Taqwist Manifesto: A Case for Islamic Anarchism

55:33 Assembly of jinn and humankind—
if you can pass beyond the realms
of heaven and earth, then pass—
yet you shall not pass
without [Our] warrant.

I look all over the world and see the failure of the Ummah. Failure to live up to Islamic principles. Did the Quran not say, “Do not choose lords from among yourselves” and we still do it? We let the states govern us instead of governing all areas of our lives by shuras. We wage aggressive wars instead of keeping the peace. We are told to not devour others wealth, but accept capitalists taking surplus value. Islamic society should be anarchist; that’s it. Under Tawhid there is no difference but in taqwa (moral consciousness).

Translated Poems

And no water lily

And no water lily to get a grip
in the great lake of the sky
in which the heart sinks…
Who will prophesize
from the flight of airplanes,
playing in the skyline?
Swallows hug the news from many attics
to the aviator hats of beautiful pilots
cutting the clouds…
The sundown comes, beyond the mountains
the machines fall silent
The night starts a mourning
Nobody knows for whom…