Simple is not simple ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Yes, life is simple but the choice is extremely sour when you see your blind sister is waiting with innocent desire. She wants to catch the shades of life through her blind eyes and reluctant to sleep before that. Last noon she touched my face and said, “Brother, take me to the roof. I will take a bath in the eternal sunshine. Please help me, brother, I want to grab the white lights in my dark eyes. Do you know colorful sunlight is my only insignia in the dark? Let move and take me to the roof. You are my parent, my one and only medium who can take me to the roof. Please, take me there.”… Continue reading Simple is not simple ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Crows are singing caw…caw ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

It does matter anything that, who gives to you in birth or who pounce you from the life? Does it really matter why you are in life and why you omitted in one day by the sudden beeps of crack? Really, oh yes, really it matters serious that you need to carry the life to prove your ability in life, that, you are not lonely, and excellent in innocence or very clever to cheat your own and be the others? Does it all necessary to carry, to remember, and to reminding your own and the others that, we need to conscious about the fate of crows, so cuckoos can never lay their eggs in crow’s nest?… Continue reading Crows are singing caw…caw ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Insignificant existence and the threshold of despair ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Yes, I am a silent river, tried to flux without making any troublesome noise, not excited to find the reasoning of everything. I think it is safe. None agitates you; because you are engrossed in silence and fluxing there with no hope or despair. I am happy to feel the state, in where a silent river fluxing unconscious to the life and careless about the festooned meaning and definition of creation…/
It is not an easy task for a man who thinks he has nothing to add or contributes in the world and get reverse to the world. I embrace Emil Cioran to think that, I am not alone in the world for walking along the territory sans any reasoning or significance… Continue reading Insignificant existence and the threshold of despair ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Flying to the dark ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Now you are at the peak of your destiny, fitted to watch the realm, in where dark and lights are eternal for each other. They are eternal to make you over-and-again. Don’t be afraid to feel your insignificance. Don’t be repentant to see the limitless significance of starry existence; just feel it in your heart, and prepared you for the ultimate flight; yeah, just thrown yourself from the mountain peak to take an eternal flight… Continue reading Flying to the dark ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Abdellatif Laâbi and his poetic posers ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

He was perhaps the inspiration for many Arab poets who were fighting (and still be) for freedom, for peace, for land-settlement, and against exile. Despite all, Laâbi has some fair distance to all of them. His desires, promises, hope and sadness is analogical with Césaire and lot other exiled, even though, he is different amid them. Sort of his poems (as much as we get and read in English translation) contained such kind of philosophical agony, which is not widely common in the poetic gestures of other exiled poets./
His activism reflects politics, tonality pinched the manipulators; he is social and associative to the previous and contemporary Arab climate, and always tried to maintain detailing, when he dedicates his narrative to his sullen motherland. No, Laâbi is not alienated; not drowned into the eternal sadness of lonely survival or nothingness of life; he is not so eager for romantic lust; and despite all this, a thin line of a poser (I don’t know how) silently flows underneath his poetic jargon and symbols. I specially admire him for this. Continue reading Abdellatif Laâbi and his poetic posers ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Confession of a clown ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

People get amused to see my clownish desire for love. They tumbled to the floor with laughter when I turned my varicolored face to make an impression that, “hi man! I’m serious. Yeah, I’m serious in work, in love, in bedtime lust, in battle and in my ambition of life too”. They tumbled in laughter to see me serious, feeling pity for me to think about the clown’s fate…/ Wait! Don’t laugh to see me. Life is a psychedelic laughter of clowns. They are in everywhere. Clowns peeping underneath everyone’s outfit and they pissed everybody’s mind. The clown is he who never stopped his laugh in a nightmare, who is inept to shut his mouth seeing the shadows of despair, and not sentient to hide the comedia underneath his speck-colored face. Life is a batch of the clownish surname… Continue reading Confession of a clown ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Alien Infinite and Finite Existence ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

… It is terrific to live with such condition that is dialectical by imagination and reasoning. We cannot deny that we are finite and cannot ignore the truth of infinite. This finite space is our life-bed and deathbed too. We are born here to live and celebrate the life. Death comes here and drives us to the unknown for next transformation. We are dreamer, like to live an eternal life in this finite space if possible; in where we shall be the king of all creatures, even the unknown terrestrial will be bound to carry our commandments there… Continue reading Alien Infinite and Finite Existence ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Cosmic nirvana and Ai’s “The Testimony of J. Robert Oppenheimer” ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

… Ai is straightforward. Her uneven wording once provoked me to see Oppenheimer’s face in my memory. I discovered him in the relics of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. He was standing there as dizzy and defaced. I saw him under the clouds of atomic relics, tried to hide his bleary face in isotopic dust. He looked stoical and inept for receiving the amazing gift of his scientific invention. I was calling him by his nickname; earnestly tried to remind him about Manhattan Project; however, the defaced man was not in responsive mode. He looked stoical, and soon fragmented by pieces in front of my eyes… Continue reading Cosmic nirvana and Ai’s “The Testimony of J. Robert Oppenheimer” ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Occupied by Parking ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

My wordbook is reality but full of delusive shadows. I, the shadow-man, stayed here against my true desire to never back home again. I’m reality against my delusive shadows, because they repeat the cliché resonance, despite to know that I’m not stayed here to park somewhere, instead this I stayed here for an infinite cradling, in where landing zone obscured by myriad illusive reality… Continue reading Occupied by Parking ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

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Oddments thoughts of “Being” and The Point of No Return ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Knowing about the Being is endless as endless the Acting is, as deathless the Edging and Ending is, and infinite the beginning of beginning is. Everything is “Acting” in here or somewhere or nowhere as a “Being”, and that is the infinite beginning of everything “Being”… Continue reading Oddments thoughts of “Being” and The Point of No Return ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Thoughts yet Incomplete and poet’s “Thought” Quest ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Readers, this is maybe the junction where incompleteness is the definition of everything which born here, sprouts here, evaporates or vanished here. Vanished where? The answer is incomplete here, comatose in beclouded darkness, possessed by unrecognizable Looney tunes. The pain of existence is that it doesn’t know from where it begins and where the end could be. Reversely, the pleasure of existence is there it goes on without knowing the beginning or end. The paradox is also there that, it is longing in thirst to know the beginning and ending of everything. That means existence is eager to fill the blank slate before melting into the wine-cask, before dripping again to the cask. Continue reading Thoughts yet Incomplete and poet’s “Thought” Quest ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Human, all Too Human: The Turin Horse and Cinematic Struggle to Survive ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

…However, who can say the wind will stop or not? Rather, it would better to stand still as a stubborn horse denies everything apocalyptic. Readers, that was the end of Nietzschean silence and be the begging of Béla Tarr’s mesmeric cinematic silence, where apocalyptic wind in a remote village decided to take no rest until destroyed everything that is responsible for wind-ticks day-night, tasteless dine, tireless struggle, resilient hope and tedious wait that frantic wind will stop one day for the sake of existence… Continue reading Human, all Too Human: The Turin Horse and Cinematic Struggle to Survive ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Forever Young and Chimes of Freedom ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Those days melted in dark now, but the desire of “be young forever” hunting our soul yet. Pete Seeger was always positive in his faith of equality and peace. He deconstructs Dylan by this ground. Old singer is looking jovial and confident to his dream of equality and justice for all in the deconstructed song. Children enjoying the beauty of an old man who still think, “The world will be change and justice will enter in everybody’s pocket”… Continue reading Forever Young and Chimes of Freedom ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Vagabond in Power: The UniNational Anthem on Fela Kuti’s Denial ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Fela tried to establish music as a weapon for politics, where every artist is a political person by his own ways of living, thinking and breathing. His overseas tour in Berlin, it was late seventies and Fela came to a decision that, time is coming to change the meaning of VIP (Very Important Personality) to the new meaning of “Vagabond in Power”… Continue reading Vagabond in Power: The UniNational Anthem on Fela Kuti’s Denial ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Lonesome Witchery⇒ Kirno Sohochari

What’s the identity we’ve my friend?
Is it, we’re nothing but a dealmaker,
lives and breathes here,
to prove that we’re alive?/… However, this is not everything my friend. A gray line is always existed over there. A “Circe Tune” is calling us to jump like the deadliest frog. Where? Destiny is yet unknown and nobody knows where the edge is and where to jump! Continue reading Lonesome Witchery⇒ Kirno Sohochari