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Prophesy … Oft is … but Educated Guess (II)

It’s time for Global Truth and Reconciliation. Whether you think we can, or might
think we can’t … you’re absolutely … right!

And so … AN ATLAS … POETIC; prose, poetry, tragedy, comedy … and … in
a surreal redaction … prophesy; nonfiction … posing as … fiction.

Tragi-comedic poetry because for a message globally dramatic, only poetry,
emotes more eloquently, than one may ever aspire to … prosaically.

Accordingly, via poetry melding Ovid’s on inexorable change and Emily’s letter
to the world … chachomanopapa … would a planet … better.

Therein, in poems to the global citizenry on change, the nonfictional emissaries
of the nations fictionally ask, “Of what good to our nations are … nationalities?”

AN ATLAS … POETIC; a poetic and prosaic tragi-comedy … and … yes,
prophesy too … for prophesy often is … but educated guess.

An Existential Riddle

An existential riddle: Spiritualities diverse aside, our common denominator really
is our humanity; not … surreally … any base … nationality.
So, in this surreal nonfiction … what is the common thread in the fabric
of His creation? Isn’t it … the totality … of His creation … cosmic?

Diverse spiritualities aside, the quintessence of unfathomability
is His purpose and its corollary … that is … our purpose.
But were we to abnegate our nationalities and exalt our humanity,
wouldn’t we … accomplish … His purpose?

Humanity’s Counting on Global Citizens … Too Young … to be Reading

Two years ago and some days ago Malala Yousafzai of Pakistan was wantonly
shot in the head by a gunman of the Pakistani
Taliban. Recently, she was honored by the Norwegian Nobel Committee. She’s
sharing the 2014 peace prize with Indian … Kailash Satyarthi.

Irony abounds here. Malala’s world-widely famous at seventeen. Kailash, at sixty,
is less renowned. Kailash is an Indian Hindu. Malala is a Muslim, Pakistani.
Geographically speaking, India and Pakistan, are neighboring countries;
that notwithstanding, they are less than neighborly … politically.

These two nations, one predominantly Muslim, the other predominantly
Hindu, mirror the abstract spiritual schisms, that so haunt, humanity.
Would that more people begin to mirror these two laureates, so recently
honored. No doubt, they’d agree: Abnegate nationality. Exalt … humanity.

For the Big Three (a tongue-in-cheek characterization of the Muslims, Christians
and Jews), egocentric misinterpretation of our Scriptures,
Scriptures Abrahamic all, albeit sharing, many personages and doctrines,
are screwing up, for the spiritually … non-Big-Three-aligned … The Big Picture.

That being the case, perhaps the most hopeful harbingers of global solidarity
to arise from that day’s prize announcements are the invitations, timely,
by prize winners Malala and Kailash, to the political leaders of their countries;
to join them on the podium when they receive their Nobels … from the Committee.

Should such a scenario come to pass, then the Norwegian Nobel Committee
may be, along with its joint Indian and Pakistani
2014 peace honorees, amongst visionaries that see that peace and prosperity
awaits but a planet that abnegates nationalities … in favor of … humanity.

Irony abounds here indeed; and that an aged Hindu Indian and a young Pakistani
Muslim girl are amongst the latest Nobel laureates is, ironically,
the least of it; for Allah/God/Jehovah/Yahweh is the Creator of the Big Three,
their estranged brothers and of … a Big Picture … cosmologically.

Alas, India’s Modi aspires that his nation be an arms dealer in a big way;
and there’s no such thing as a … global citizenship day;
but in this surreal nonfiction … where there’s a will … there’s a way.
ALLAH/GOD/JEHOVAH/YAHWEH willing, where there is a will, there is a way.

To Indians and Pakistanis: On the Labels that Rend Divisively and Humanity’s … End

Prisoners for life; so are we all in our respective paradigm matrices. Only
but illusorily free are we not hemmed in by razor wire, tall walls and bars … irony.
It has been written that the truth shall set us free; but His truth is not limited to one
people … much less … any one individual … save One.

A fictional/nonfictional history of the world, AN ATLAS, POETIC has been written
(albeit, perhaps, in vain), because our Creator foreordained … that it be … written.
Predestination; so completely at odds with our illusion of free will … is consistent
with a Creator knowing the numbers of hairs on heads, from moment to moment.

Predestination; historically speaking, a radical, and to many, a heretical doctrine,
pointedly … NOT … generally accepted … doctrine.
Prisoners for life; but we’re our own jailers and we have keys to our cells, in hand.
Perhaps God inspired the Scriptures, cross-culturally … so we might understand.

It is of the utmost importance that His children aspire and struggle to overcome
the adversities … inherent to life … after The Fall … from His Kingdom.
Time and change; one, a fourth dimension, the other, a dimensionless
ebb and flow; both … purposeful dimensions … but formless.

Once upon times, a dreamy One asked, in dreamy slumbers, one (wo)man
from every land to pen a poem to … every nation.
The compendium is “AN ATLAS … POETIC”…. It languishes, in
the memory of Art Everman’s laptop … read by no one … but … Everman.

AN ATLAS, POETIC… a compendium … of heartfelt pleas,
for Mandela-Tutu-like, global truth and reconciliation, please.
In this surreal nonfiction, what needs to be read by every human (every man,
woman and child on the planet), has been read only by … Arthur … Everman.

In this surreal nonfiction, AN ATLAS … POETIC … is poetry … about history,
sociology and eschatology; irony in verse for the nations and the territories;
irony in history and prophesy in verse for nations and territories; a call to action;
to become not Indian, Pakistani, American, or Russian but rather … Bohemian.

An existential riddle: Spiritualities diverse aside, isn’t our common denominator
actually our humanity and not … surreally … any base … nationality?
In this surreal nonfiction … what is the common thread in the fabric
for His creation? Isn’t it the totality … of His creation … cosmic?

Diverse spiritualities aside, the quintessence of unfathomability
is His purpose and our purpose.
But were we to abnegate nationality and exalt humanity,
wouldn’t we accomplish … His purpose?

#Twitterfiction: Come to @chachomanopapa on Twitter and a surreal analog,
chachomanopapa.wordpress.com. Poetry on history, from tweets and a blog.
Read excerpts from AN ATLAS … POETIC of India and Pakistan and a prologue
of what ne’er shall be written by any man … humanity’s … epilogue.

Women are HIS Children … Too (V)

Women are HIS Children Too (V)

Click on the link for insight into the gender gap; what it is; and how it regrettably
is … holding us … back. http://wef.ch/m01NP.

Women (and girls) are His children too. The Truth is hidden in plain view, in nonfiction.
There is no absolute but One, and it is, Him.

This tribe-like, nation thing’s not working. We’ll need to find a way to acculturate …
before … at this late date … it gets … far too late.

Holy Scriptures, Rick’s ‘A Purpose Driven Life’, Tony’s tomes on positive,
change and Nelson’s Commission … auger solutions … palliative.

Rick, Tony and Nelson augur hopeful realities; for if destinies individually may be
purposefully forged, ipso facto, so may we forge … a global destiny.

‘AN ATLAS … POETIC’ is a manuscript that begs all … “To be or not to be?”;
it is a question that is, as a plan in itself, an insightfully …

… wise way to inter-connect, to help, to get help, to learn, earn and prosper, to be
in peace …. To so be … be … connectedly.

Why then, ‘AN ATLAS … POETIC’? It’s all about whether to be or not to be,
notwithstanding, Tower-of-Babel-like languages … and nationalities.

‘AN ATLAS … POETIC’ is a clarion call to action; it’s an all-points-bulletin
for Bohemians; ‘global’ citizens … not ‘national’ … citizens.

To my Sisters … and … to my Brothers

In reality neither boy, nor father, nor biological brother (but to one) am I; however,
to more than seven billion citizens … I am … brother.

Brother to more than seven billion is chachomanopapa. He writes to brothers
and sisters, as he would have them … do unto him …their brother.

Brothers and sisters that share space on a planet that gets smaller by the minute.
Brothers and sisters: Let’s seize the day, and every minute … in it.

Seize the day and every minute in it. Would that we abnegate our nationalities
in order to best revere … and exalt … our humanity.

Lives are, in surreal reality, routinely disrupted by war or catastrophic illness;
but what an inconvenience, were football season rendered … meaningless.

What a specious species are we! Ebola seemed far and remote. Al-Baghdadi
seemed similarly, far away … we rationalized … delusionally.

Man-oh-man! What a specious species are we! Wrapped in complacency, we
live our illusions; one such delusion is: … THAT won’t happen … to ME!

What a difference mere moments can make! A virulent Ebola virus, in nonfiction,
competes with al-Baghdadi … its counter-part … human.

On ‘Mom’ … aka … Mother Earth (III)

Our planet; “Mom”, you might call her, needs that the denizens she selflessly
supports atop her back and cling precariously
from her every surface, shit or get off the pot! Her selfish stewards thanklessly
aid and abet that … from Mom … stolen, be … her bounty.

No, we haven’t lived up to our part of the bargain; worse yet, we’re dangerously
unaware of the bargain’s existence; and what’s even
worse; what passes for the education of Mom’s latest legatees is but an unholy
pot-luck … instilling all too little … of precious … acumen.

Arthur Everman is a wannabe. While no seer, prophet nor surely, an intellectual,
he’s been a keen observer and learned enough to know
to trust man sparingly, to trust God absolutely and to read … writings on the walls.
It is absolutely vital … that we all … aspire … to do so.

It is vital that we all aspire to do so; trusting God absolutely, men sparingly,
reading between the lines of the writings on the walls and so wanting to be
a steward of Mom’s bounty and brother and sister to our cousins that we
become pioneering visionaries …abnegating nationality … in favor of … humanity.

CONGRATULATIONS, Malala & Kailash! (V)

Two years ago and some days go Malala Yousafzai of Pakistan was wantonly
shot in the head by a gunman of the Pakistani
Taliban. Last week she was honored by the Norwegian Nobel Committee. She’s
sharing the 2014 peace prize with Indian … Kailash Satyarthi.

Irony abounds here. Malala’s world-widely famous at seventeen. Kailash, at sixty,
is less renowned. Kailash is an Indian Hindu. Malala is a Muslim, Pakistani.
Geographically speaking, India and Pakistan, are neighboring countries;
that notwithstanding, they are less than neighborly … politically.

These two nations, one predominantly Muslim, the other predominantly
Hindu, mirror the abstract spiritual schisms, that so haunt, humanity.
Would that more people begin to mirror these two laureates, so recently
honored. No doubt, they’d agree: Abnegate nationality to exalt … humanity.

For the Big Three (a tongue-in-cheek characterization of the Muslims, Christians
and Jews), egocentric misinterpretation of our Scriptures,
Scriptures Abrahamic all, albeit sharing, many personages and doctrines,
are screwing up, for the spiritually … non-Big-Three-aligned … The Big Picture.

That being the case, perhaps the most hopeful harbingers of global solidarity
to arise from today’s prize announcements are the invitations, timely,
by prize winners Malala and Kailash, to the political leaders of their countries;
to join them on the podium when they receive their Nobels … from the Committee.

Should such a scenario come to pass, then the Norwegian Nobel Committee
may be, along with its joint Indian and Pakistani
2014 peace honorees, amongst visionaries that see that peace and prosperity
awaits but a planet that abnegates nationalities … in favor of … humanity.

Irony abounds here indeed; and that an aged Hindu Indian and a young Pakistani
Muslim girl are amongst the latest Nobel laureates is, ironically,
the least of it; for Allah/God/Jehovah/Yahweh is the Creator of the Big Three,
their estranged brothers and of … The Big Picture … cosmologically.

CONGRATULATIONS, Malala & Kailash! (IV)

Two years ago and some days go Malala Yousafzai of Pakistan was wantonly
shot in the head by a gunman of the Pakistani
Taliban. Last week she was honored by the Norwegian Nobel Committee. She’s
sharing the 2014 peace prize with Indian … Kailash Satyarthi.

Irony abounds here. Malala’s world-widely famous at seventeen. Kailash, at sixty,
is less renowned. Kailash is an Indian Hindu. Malala is a Muslim, Pakistani.
Geographically speaking, India and Pakistan, are neighboring countries;
that notwithstanding, they are less than neighborly … politically.

These two nations, one predominantly Muslim, the other predominantly
Hindu, mirror the abstract spiritual schisms, that so haunt, humanity.
Would that more people begin to mirror these two laureates, so recently
honored. No doubt, they’d agree: Abnegate nationality to exalt … humanity.

For the Big Three (a tongue-in-cheek characterization of the Muslims, Christians
and Jews), egocentric misinterpretation of our Scriptures,
Scriptures Abrahamic all, albeit sharing, many personages and doctrines,
are screwing up for the spiritually … non-Big-Three-aligned … the Big Picture.

That being the case, perhaps the most hopeful harbingers of global solidarity
to arise from today’s prize announcements are the invitations, timely,
by prize winners Malala and Kailash, to the political leaders of their countries;
to join them on the podium when they receive their Nobels … from the Committee.

Should such a scenario comes to pass, then the Norwegian Nobel Committee
may be, whether, unwittingly or not, along with its joint Pakistani
and Indian 2014 peace honorees, amongst the visionaries that believe that we
must abnegate abstractly distracting nationality in favor of a unifying … humanity.

CONGRATULATIONS, Malala & Kailash (II)

Two years ago and one day ago Malala Yousafzai of Pakistan was wantonly

shot in the head by a gunman of the Pakistani

Taliban. Today, she has been honored by the Norwegian Nobel Committee. She’s

sharing the 2014 peace prize with Indian … Kailash Satyarthi.

Irony abounds here. Malala’s world-widely famous at seventeen. Kailash, at sixty,

is less renowned. Kailash is an Indian Hindu. Malala is a Muslim, Pakistani.

Geographically speaking, India and Pakistan, are neighboring countries;

that notwithstanding, they are less than neighborly … politically.

These two nations, one predominantly Muslim, the other predominantly

Hindu, mirror the abstract spiritual schisms, that so haunt, humanity.

Would that more people begin to mirror these two laureates, so recently

honored. No doubt, they’d agree: Abnegate nationality to exalt … humanity.

That being the case, perhaps the most hopeful harbingers of global solidarity

to arise from today’s prize announcements are the invitations, timely,

by prize winners Malala and Kailash, to the political leaders of their countries;

to join them on the podium when they receive their Nobels … from the Committee.