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With Love From A Blue Rock

Book by Abhijit Naskar · 50 quotes · Decolonization, Multiculturalism, Colonialism

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“Only Fact is Me (Sonnet 2655) I'm the impulse before the language, I'm the reason before the science, I'm the pulse before the poetry, I'm the kernel before the divinity. I'm larger than genre, larger than grammar, I'm larger than primate dictionary. I'm the duty that precedes the path, I'm the mutation before the humanity. I switch languages like radio, I switch cultures like seasons - if you tie Naskar to a nation, you've failed the Naskar mission. Only fact in this universe - is me - and I am nothing, so nothing is fact, everything is flux - and I - am the flux of infinity.”

“I'm the center that the dervish whirls around, I'm the flame that syllables dance around - You think Naskar writes me, Naskar is an idiot, I'm beyond Naskar, beyond every single puny mortal brain, I'm the original sentience that occasionally seeks out fitting vessels, with a dominant tendency of expansion and a tinge of naivety, and makes them whirl at my whim, so that your little toddler species doesn't crawl back into jungle slime.”

“Finite versus Infinite Naskar (Sonnet 2672) Can I get my brain back now, if you're done hijacking it! "You're welcome to it, as if it'll make any difference whatsoever, you yourself have admitted that everything you write from thought is dull, that's why I took over in the first place!" I admit, I said that, nevertheless, do not underestimate rational thought, it may not come up with magical lines and equations, but it does achieve a great deal with sheer devotion and tedious scrutiny. Every potential transcendental idea still needs rational thought afterwards to be executed in the mortal world - alright, rational thought is nowhere near as radiant as what might be called divine inspiration, nevertheless, it has its irreplaceable place in society. Besides, I let you take over because I'd already made my contributions to rationality like any other scientist during my first few years, that was when I didn't know you existed, I had read stories about you, but didn't actually think that you'd turn me into yet another flute, like you once did to my brother Jalal long time ago!”

“Nazis Were Nice People! (Sonnet) If you steal from the thieves, can they call the cops! If you heist from the blackmarket, is it really a crime! If you rob the British Museum, isn't it a humanitarian initiative! If you blast Mount Rushmore to ashes, isn't it really public service! Nazis are the most dehumanized community in history, while empires with hundred times the atrocity walk like they invented morality. Nazis were really nice people, they just wanted what's best for the world - tickles you the wrong way, doesn't it, yet you idolize buckingham and the pilgrims!”

“Pavlov's Monkeys (Sonnet 2608) I'm a brain scientist, I know more about human instincts, than the humans do themselves, yet one thing still puzzles me - how can people be so repulsed at the nazis, yet be so stupidly unabashed about the british empire and the american pilgrims, with a criminal record hundred times bloodier! You feel quite at home, proud even, when you hear, 'the British were civilizers, the Americans were pioneers,' yet if I say one positive word about the nazis, suddenly your blood boils like circus-trained dogs! It's good, your blood should boil, your blood should boil at the very idea of hate and persecution, but what kind of a prehistoric orangutan cherrypicks which persecution to be mad at, based on the color of skin or place of birth!”

“I'm a brain scientist, I know more about human instincts, than the humans do themselves, yet one thing still puzzles me - how can people be so repulsed at the nazis, yet be so stupidly unabashed about the british empire and the american pilgrims, with a criminal record hundred times bloodier!”

“Earthright Anthem (Sonnet 2613-2615) The soil is older than every border, older than flags and state decree. Earth is property of no brute empire, nor promised prize of manifest atrocity. No badge can baptize brutality, no holy water can bleach blood stains - the land remembers the salt of tears of every people ever slain. Women are indigenous to their bodies, Palestinians are native to their home. Privilege cannot buy righteousness, nor can blind faith redraw chromosome. When erasure becomes ape religion, mutiny becomes human right. Stars that burn for others, wither in body, but live in light. From Palestine to Kashmir to America, every land shall be humanized, not by bullets and atom bombs, but by atomic people against the lies. Acts of terror by governments are still terror all the same, genocide wrapped in diplomacy is just murder by another name. Divide and rule, marks the animal, unite and integrate, makes humankind. We are stardust come alive - unbent, unflinching, borderless mind. Human is the bridge, and bridge is the truth. Nobody is undocumented, on a planet built on loot.”

“Decolonization Anthem - Song of The Global South (Sonnet 2616-2619) Humanity is mightier than empires of apes, life is braver than borders of the dead. No one's undocumented on a planet built on loot, champions of freedom are champions of truth. We are children of the Global South, not a lost cause or subjects of pity, not tax breaks in a donor's ledger, nor footnotes in whitewashed history. Our lands are rich with brains, our soil is rich with minerals, our veins pulse with creation, hearts bright with civilization. They looted our gold, then sold us "aid" - they burnt our libraries, then sold us "education." Colonizers were the real cannibals of history, out to civilize humans with far advanced society - suffering of the South was not bad luck or destiny, just the grand design of Manifest Atrocity. Rise, O Peoples of Earth - Rise till the looters fall. Roar like Sonnets of Naskar - Fire the fascists, free the world! In every culture we carry the cosmos, in every tongue we carry our home. Our names are not doormats of empire, our dust is larger than Greece and Rome. Own your color, your accent, own your stories, your theologies, be proud of your sweat, your stubborn dignity - for the North wrote itself as civilized, but we, the Global South, authored humanity. They told us, history is white, holiness is western, progress is european - but the hands that built the world, with science, medicine, poetry, philosophy, astronomy and mathematics, were black, brown and indigenous. Stand and burn the colonial syllabus, disown the doctrines built on erasure - rise and write like blood on fire - write your anthem, write your future. Rise, O Children of Earth, no matter the color or culture, you have more heart than ape empires, more soul than parasites and vultures! Burn the cartels, fire the fascists - I lived my duty, now you be the Naskar. Let the cosmos stand witness, to the spark of human nature.”

“Decolonization Anthem (Excerpt) We are children of the Global South, not a lost cause or subjects of pity, not tax breaks in a donor’s ledger, nor footnotes in whitewashed history. Our lands are rich with brains, our soil is rich with minerals, our veins pulse with creation, hearts bright with civilization. They looted our gold, then sold us “aid” – they burnt our libraries, then sold us “education.” Colonizers were the real cannibals of history, out to civilize humans with far advanced society – suffering of the South was not bad luck or destiny, just the grand design of Manifest Atrocity.”

“Center of the World is Indigenous (Sonnet 2680) Fact of the matter is, most white scholars eventually turn out to be just another colonial twit, no matter how brilliant, how learned they are, because animal conditioning doesn't wear off with mere education of the intellect - your soul must be disinfected of colonial filth, which is not possible until you intrinsically embody the pain, indignity, and humiliations of the oppressed, subjected through generations. Your opinion on religion, your opinion of reason, your opinion of philosophy, your opinion of society, it's all just opinion, that too of a lesser lifeform, until you outgrow your whiteness and look at the world through the actual center of the world - and the center of the world is indigenous.”

“You don't need much to win the trust of apes, just say you'll make lots and lots of bombs, because in the book of apes, to be free is to be feared, and to be feared is to develop the capacity to kill fellow human beings - that's an absolute must in the democracy of monkeys, not brain, not heart, not character whatsoever, just the most acute animal instinct for killing, and this is what the apes call Geopolitics!”

“The Invisible Writer (Sonnet 2654) When I unveil a new book cover, you'd naturally assume that I know what I'm gonna write, but let me tell you a secret, in strictest confidence - I don't, I never have any clue what my next book is going to be about - by dropping the cover I just make an appointment, with some invisible force inside, and when the time comes, the book starts pouring on its own, all I do is take dictation. You see, I hate writing from thought, I used to, the first two years, but then I got introduced to the actual writer within, who does not need outside sources, because outside sources, academic or religious, are too backward and downright shortsighted - which is why, things written from thought are too dull for my taste, I may accept basic data, but never thought, not even my own - for the canon to be magical it has to be born of spontaneous combustion, verse by verse, manuscript by manuscript - otherwise it's not Naskar.”

“Own your color, your accent, own your stories, your theologies, be proud of your sweat, your stubborn dignity – for the North wrote itself as civilized, but we, the Global South, authored humanity. They told us, history is white, holiness is western, progress is european – but the hands that built the world, with science, medicine, poetry, philosophy, astronomy and mathematics, were black, brown and indigenous.”