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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.

CONGRATULATIONS, Malala & Kailash! (III)

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.

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 the same 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.

CONVERT … OR FACE … EXECUTION

Al Baghdadi, an Islamic scholar of Sharia Law, in #twitterfiction-al nonfiction,
may be considered benevolent. Convert, or face … execution.

Convert, or face … execution. In #twitterfiction-al nonfiction, those are your options
whether ye be Yazidi, Christian or a Shia … Muslim.

Al Baghdadi’s Islamic State men aren’t personable individuals; they don’t discriminate,
in nonfictional #twitterfiction, between apostates.

In #twitterfiction, the Islamic State of Syria and the Levant (ISIS), is now IS
(Islamic State). The question now, is: What, in hell, is IS?

Ergo, in #twitterfiction, previews to AN ATLAS, POETIC: Poetry about history,
spirituality, and eschatology; epigrams, and a blog, unitary.

#Twitterfiction: Follow @chachomanopapa on Twitter and a surreal analog,
chachomanopapa.wordpress.com; historic poetry, from tweets, and a blog.

ON WHY … ARTHUR WRITES

Ours is a surreal and seemingly impossible mission in #twitterfiction;
forgive the trespasses of others, and be led not … into temptation.

In #twitterfiction, hate is born of perverted spirituality; the Muslim
Sunni and Shia reminiscent of, Catholics and Protestant, Christian.

It is supremely easy, #twitterfiction, for the talking heads to ignore me
(an individual) but ignoring a global community, won’t be … as easy.

Wanted, indeed, needed is a groundswell. One that abnegates surrealities
such as nationality, in #twitterfiction, in favor of … humanity.

Ergo, in #twitterfiction, AN ATLAS … POETIC; a prayer and a plea,
for Mandela-Tutu-like global truth and reconciliation … please.

In #twitterfiction, AN ATLAS, POETIC; poetry about history, sociology
and eschatology; irony in verse, for each nation … and territory.

WHAT IN THE HELL … IS IS?

In #twitterfiction, the Islamic State of Syria and the Levant (ISIS) is now IS
(Islamic State). The question now is: What in the hell is IS?

What’s happening in nonfictional #twitterfiction? An Arab Spring; a Jihadi Summer;
political, global falls … lead to … nuclear, winters.

What’s happening in nonfictional #twitterfiction is simple really, albeit,
hard to understand. All roads lead to … desolate nuclear exits.

In #twitterfiction, previews to AN ATLAS … POETIC: Poetry about history,
spirituality and eschatology, from epigrams, and a blog, unitary.

ON CALIPHATES … AND NATION-STATES

In #twitterfiction, hate is born of perverse spirituality; the Sunni and Shia Muslim
reminiscent of Catholics and Protestants … Christian.

In #twitterfiction, hate’s born of perverse spirituality and nationality,
whether in caliphates restored or nation-states … traditionally.

#Twitterfiction-al insight, more than hindsight, and more than foresight, best
illumes meaningfulness, from the shadow of … meaninglessness.

In #twitterfiction, previews to AN ATLAS TWEETED; poetry about history, spirituality
and eschatology, from epigrams, and a blog … unitary.

#Twitterfiction: Come to @chachomanopapa on Twitter and its surrealistic analog, chachomanopapa.wordpress.com. Poetry about history from tweets, and a blog.

ON HUMANITY … NATIONALITY … AND SPIRITUALITY

Poetry, albeit belatedly, resonates within Arthur’s soul. His memories, and the poetically
rendered memories of others, profoundly reverberate within him, loudly,
albeit, inaudibly. Wordsmiths, (wo)men of peace, are his heroes and heroines; Ovid, Willy,
Emily, Khalil and Maya, et. al., eloquently teach us, albeit … sublimely.

Oh, what a specious species are we! We relegate our very real humanity to a status effectively
below that of abstractly surreal identities of nationality and spirituality.
Wordsmiths, (wo)men of peace, ought be our heroes and heroines; Ovid, Willy, Emily,
Khalil and Maya, via their poetry … might teach us … albeit, sublimely.